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amodel.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/29/amodel.txt | Sarahs lithe body tensed as my tongue lashed repeatedly across her swollen clit, another mind-bending orgasm imminent. She absolutely loved having her pussy eaten, and I craved the sweet, hot nectar that I often coaxed out of her tight, 19 year-old hole. "Oh, Uncle Steve!" she moaned in ecstasy. "Your tongue feels soooooo good inside meIm going to cum againnnnnn! Oh, oh, ohhhhh my gaaaaawwwwd!!"Wrapping my arms around her long, tanned thighs, I pulled her dripping snatch more closely up to my mouth, and licked and sucked her swollen labia for all I was worth. Running my tongue up and down her crack, pausing occasionally to quickly tongue-fuck her tight little rosebud asshole, I gave my beautiful young niece all the oral stimulation she needed. Man, this was going to be a big one!"Uhhhhhh, uhhhhhh, uhhhooohhhhhh, AAAAHHHHHH!!!" she screamed as a steady stream of delicious sweet cream started flowing into my mouth. Clamping those lovely legs tightly around my head, she damn near broke my neck as she writhed uncontrollably on the bed under the merciless attack of my lust-inspired tongue. "Come for me, baby!" I hummed into her hole between tongue lashes. "Give Uncle Steve your sweet honey!"Sarah isnt a squirter, technically speaking, but she sure can pump out the cunt juice! My face was completely covered in her sticky sweet ambrosia. As her wracked young teenage body finally began to relax, I slowed down my lingual attack on her holes and reached up to help her massage her swollen breasts. The vise-like headlock she had on me slowly eased up as I brought her down gradually from this latest orgasmic explosion."Ohhhhhhh," she finally sighed, fully sated for the moment. "God, Uncle, you drive me wild with that tongue of yours!! Ill always do ANYTHING you ask as long as you keep eating me out like that!""Only the best head for my little niece!" I replied. "Im glad youre finally home from school for the summer. That liberal arts college youve been attending has made you a very liberal lady indeed." Crawling up beside her, our bodies slick with sweat, I collapsed next to her. She rolled over on her side and softly kissed me. Our tongues danced briefly before she started cleaning my face with her tongue, tasting her own sweetly delicious excretions. Sarah loved the taste of her own pussy, and I was only too glad to help her enjoy it.Finally licking up the last creamy traces of herself, she started kissing her way down my neck, my chest, my bellyand then I felt her tongue begin to tease my throbbing cock. Her hot breath bathed my swollen rod, and thenthe warm wetness of her soft mouth. Closing my eyes and reveling in the sensuously grateful sucking she began administering, my mind drifted back to when my torrid love affair with my niece began, six years earlierAt thirteen, Sarah was a smart, slender, tanned, but totally innocent young girl (or so I thought). Her 32-B chest, long legs, shoulder-length brunette hair, and ass-to-die-for made her a walking wet dream. When I married into her family, I was instantly attracted to this beautiful young creature, and I promised myself that eventually I would have her. Yeah, I know, it sounds kind of twisted, but if you could have seen the fresh virginal sensuality oozing from her every pore, you surely would have wanted to sample her yourself.Since she was such an easygoing person and a good sport, Sarah never minded having pictures taken of her like most teens did. It wasnt difficult to get her to "Smile!" into my new digital camera whenever I was taking family pictures. This gave me an idea that quickly became the basis of my seduction plan I was going to get her interested in "modeling" for me. If I planned it right, that would be just the ticket to get me into her hot, wet eighth-grade panties.My wife and I lived close by, so we were frequent visitors over there (and vice-versa). Sarah occasionally dropped by to take advantage of the pool in our backyard. One afternoon I took my camera over to her house, and when I was alone with her for a few minutes, I casually mentioned that I had done some research about glamour photography and that I was thinking of trying it out."Hey, you can be my guinea pig!" I said, quickly squeezing off a couple of impromptu shots of her lounging on the living room couch. Her hot little body, barely dressed in those too-short cutoffs and tight halter top, was starting to make my dick swell, and I had to try really hard to restrain my less-than-pure thoughts.Laughing sarcastically, Sarah shot back, "Eeeeewww! Oh, right, Uncle Steve! I always wanted to be a fashion model when I grew up! Thats sooooo lame!""Well, I dont know that much about it yet," I admitted, "but I do know Ill need a couple of models to practice with so I can learn the business. Lighting, props, costumes, poses, and all the rest of that technical stuff. Maybe you can help me out for a few minutes next week.""OK, whateverrrrrr!" she growled good-naturedly. I knew she was mostly patronizing me, but I thought I also detected a little genuine curiosity on her part. Thats all the encouragement I needed to put my plan into action.The following day, I began my preparations. At the local camera store, I picked up some inexpensive flood lighting and a tripod for my camera. (Hey, I had to make this look like a serious venture, didnt I?) Next, since my budding young model was going to need a swimsuit and some lingerie to model in, I headed over the mall and made a couple of stops at Macy*s and Victorias Secret. I selected a fairly conservative one-piece bathing suit, but decided to get much more risqué with the lingerie. Picking out a couple of transparent silk thongs and a tiny satin push-up bra, I hoped my throbbing boner wasnt too obvious to the leering salesgirls as I paid for my purchases.Now it was just a matter of timing. My hot little grade school niece was out for the summer the following week, so I decided to wait until then to get started. I scheduled the same week off from work, and with my wife still planning on working, that gave me the perfect opening I needed.I waited until the following Tuesday afternoon before going over to Sarahs house. "Hey, girl," I said as she answered the door in some belly-baring jeans and a ripped t-shirt. Knowing full well that she was home alone, I asked "Is your mom or dad home?""No, silly, theyre at work!" she yawned. "Im sooooo bored already, and its only the second day of summer!""Well, look," I said to her. "I took off this week so I can get started on my photography business. Come on down to my house in a few minutes and check out my setup. Id like to know what you think about it. And, oh, by the way, bring your swimsuit if youd like to get in a swim while youre there.""OK, cool."I practically skipped on back down the street to my house, mentally rehearsing my seduction script for the afternoon."Doors open!" I yelled when I heard her knock on the front door a few minutes later. Turning around, my eyes (and my dick) literally bulged out when I saw the microscopic yellow bikini my niece was wearing. With a sly grin, she sauntered over to me and asked, "Do you like my new swimsuit, Uncle Steve? I just got it yesterday.""S-s-sarah," I stammered, "its beautiful! You look really hot in it! Nice pick!""Yeah, well, mom and dad nearly blew a gasket when I showed it to them, but I hoped you might like it. Does it look good on me?"(What a question, I thought to myself. If she doesnt watch out, Ill just throw her on the floor right now and fuck the shit out of her!)Wanting to take advantage of this perfect opening, I responded, "You look totally hot, girl! But, hey, before you get it all wet in the pool, come on back to my new studio and lets try taking a couple of test pictures of you in it. I want to see what it looks like on film, so to speak!"After my wife left for work this morning, I had quickly converted one of the spare bedrooms into my "studio", setting up the lights and my camera. There was a large futon in there that we used for guests who stayed over, and thats what I would get Sarah to use for some her "poses"."You really were serious about learning photography, werent you?" she asked, seemingly impressed with my efforts."You bet!" I lied. "Theres excellent money to be made in glamour photography, and if you like doing it too, then we can make some serious cash together. I would only suggest, Sarah, that at least for now we just keep this our little secret. If it doesnt pan out for any reason, then therere no problems.""Thats fine, Uncle Steve," she sighed. "You know how square your sister and my dad are. Theyd probably have a cow if they knew, anyhow.""OK, girl, lets get down to business," I said while I turned on the flood lights. "Stand over there and lets see what kind of trouble we can get into."We got started, and Sarah got a real kick out of being the center of attention, eagerly posing this way and that for me in that itsy bitsy bikini of hers. What a hot, natural little slut! Facing toward me with her breasts straining her bikini top, then her fine ass thrust saucily up in the air, then down on her knees with a sexy come-hither look, then kicked back on the futon, pouting and flaunting her tender 13 year-old bodyI was in ecstasy! (And my throbbing dick was about to rip out the front of my shorts in the process!)Finally, it was time to see where the seriously sexy stuff would lead, hoping that it would end in a sampling of some of that fine early teen pussy. I decided to forego using the one-piece swimsuit I bought and moved on directly to the hot lingerie I was saving. "Here, Sarah, run in the bathroom and slip these on," I nonchalantly said as I handed her a tiny, transparent green thong and the black push-up bra while I pretended to fiddle with my camera.Her eyes opened wide when she saw the bare little nothings I held out to her. "Uncle Steve, I..I dont know about thisIve never"she trailed off."My darling niece," I stated firmly, "these costumes are no different than that teeny little bikini youve been showing off that hot little body of yours in so far. Weve already got some very high-quality swimsuit shots of you, and now we need to move on to briefly get a few lingerie shots. Thats where the real money is. By the way, Sarah, Im so proud of you you are definitely a natural!"Her face brightened when she heard these compliments, and without another word she quickly padded off to change.When she quietly returned a couple of minutes later, I damn near creamed again in my shorts. Before me stood the sexiest creature I had ever seen a 5-foot slender brunette teen with a rack that now looked like 38Ds, and the merest suggestion of a dark pubic patch showing through her tiny thongs transparent crotch."Sarah, you look fantastic!" I managed to croak out. "Turn around slowly so I can get an idea of how to photograph you!"Her arms still crossed protectively in front of her impressive cleavage, she pirouetted slowly for me. I almost choked when I saw that tiny little string running up between her firm globes of womanly ass-flesh. She was driving me out of my mind, and I wasnt sure how much longer I could go on with this charade."OK, Sarah my love, lets just start with some of the same poses we tried before. Here we go!"A little tentative at first, but getting bolder and more suggestive as she progressed, my niece put on one of the hottest exhibitions Ive ever seen. She didnt need any more coaching, instinctively knowing the sexy poses I was looking for. I snapped away like a madman.It was now time to go for the gold. "Sarah," I said, "lay back on the futon for a minute, and show me your hottest poses. What can you do to make them as hot as you possibly can?""Just watch, Uncle Steve," she softly but confidently replied. Stretching out languidly along the futon, she shrugged one bra strap off her shoulder and started caressing her breast through the push-up bra. Her other hand began stroking down her stomach and along her tanned thigh. Jackpot! "Sarah! Thats perfect!" I exclaimed. "Forget the camera just pretend youre alone in your bed at night, baby, and do whatever comes naturally to you! Make it hot for me!"By now, Sarah was quickly losing any inhibitions she may have once possessed, and it was now becoming very obvious that she was no stranger to self-love. Moaning softly, she squeezed her full left breast as she reached down with her right hand to slowly scrape the outside of her pale green silk-covered mons. Eyes closed, toying both with her erect nipple and her barely-teenaged love mound, she was oblivious to the soft whirr of the camera clicks as she got more and more into her masturbation routine. It was only a minute or two before I saw the telltale darkness of pussy juice starting to stain her thong, and the delicious scent of young teen cunt began to permeate the room.I was in absolute heaven! This was going to be a piece of cake no, a piece of under-age pussy! "Sarah," I whispered, "your panties are getting wet, darling. Here, let me help you take them off so we can keep going."Walking over to the futon and leaning over her, I reached down as she raised her hips slightly, and slid the thong down and off of those long tanned legs of hers. Her hand quickly resumed its ministrations, rubbing her now-nude love mound which was covered in a sexy sprinkling of dark pubic curls. "God, youre so beautiful, Sarah," I whispered again. "Lets get that bra off too so you can be totally comfortable." Eyes still closed, she undid its front snap, shrugged the straps off her shoulders, and freed those perfect teen breasts and their erect little nipples.I went back to my camera and snapped a few more pics as she continued to finger herself. "Darling, spread your legs a little for me, wont you?" I quietly asked. Moaning softly, she complied, spreading open the pink wetness of her virgin hole as she then began stroking her clit with her index finger. Lost in her reverie, she didnt notice that I had abandoned the camera and was now kneeling before her spread-open, almost hairless 13 year-old pussy.This had to be every mans fantasy watching a hot, beautiful little teen finger herself to orgasm but I wasnt content with just that. The heady aroma of Sarahs cunt cream in my nostrils, I leaned forward and gently began licking the sticky connection between her frantically frigging finger and her swollen clit. Eyes opening wide momentarily, she closed them again and moaned, "Oh, Uncle Steve, lick my pussy! Ive always wanted you to lick me! God, Im soooo hot! I need your tongue inside me! Im almost there!"Gently brushing her hand away from her hole, I started giving her pussy long, broad licks up from her tight little asshole to her twitching clit. Bathing her holes in my saliva, I could feel her body begin to tense as her first orgasm with a real lover came quickly thundering down."Oh my gawwwwd!!" Sarah screamed as the lightning struck. I forced her tanned thighs apart with both hands as I ferociously sucked her clit and her swollen labia. I was an absolute madman with that sweet pussy, and was rewarded with a steady trickle of sweet sticky ambrosia. She herself was like an animal in heat, thrashing around on the futon, gasping and moaning as if she was losing her mind. That was a part of my plan - to drive her insane with lust so she would crave more of my oral loving in the future.Well, my plan actually worked better than I had hoped, because Sarah seemed to actually black out from the intensity of her orgasm! Lying limp and slack-jawed on the futon, her legs splayed apart, and her eyes still closed, she didnt say anything. I could only hear soft breathing. By now, my throbbing 8-inch log demanded IMMEDIATE attention, so I unleashed it from my shorts and, standing over her prostrate young body, started stroking it. It only took six pumps before it exploded in a creamy fury, geysering long sticky ropes of hot cum onto her prone body. I nearly fainted myself with the intensity of this mind-blowing explosion, especially after seeing her virginal young body coated from face to crotch for the first time with my hot ball juice. Stumbling back over to the camera, I snapped off several more shots of my slick, sleeping young vixen. It was the ultimate souvenir of the first afternoon of our affair together. Then I collapsed on a chair and tried to catch my breath.After a couple of minutes, her eyes flickered open, and I heard her ask in a quavering little-girl voice, "Uncle S-Steve, what just happened?""Sarah, my love," I slowly replied, "we just had both the best photo shoot and most intense orgasms of our lives. You are absolutely the most beautiful and sexiest young woman Ive ever known, and I think well have a great future together in our modeling business."Still a little groggy, and with a slight grin, she reached down and rubbed my slimy dick cream across her stomach, up between her breasts, and into her wet love mound. "Oh, Uncle Steve," she sighed dreamily, "lets go get cleaned up. Ive got some other poses Id like to show you"END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 29 |
teenblackdomme.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/41/teenblackdomme.txt | Danielle went over to see Jan her neighbor. They normally had coffee together when both were off along with their daughters both in their teens and a young black girl from the neighborhood. The girls normally would go off on their own and leave them to enjoy the coffee and chat. Danielle didn't know the black girl family but she got along very well with the girls so she guess it didn't matter much. Today, she felt, was going to be different. She didn't know why. When she got to the door of Jan's house, it was cracked open so she went in. She started to yell for her when she heard crying going on in the kitchen and the sound of someone hitting something. She walked to the kitchen and peer in to see Jan her neighbor totally naked and bent over the lap of the little black girl from down the road. The girl was slapping her ass, which was bright red, and Jan was crying beneath her. Her legs were thrashing around and a carrot was protruding in her ass where her asshole was. The girl (Sandy) was striking her ass with her open palm making her large ass orbs shake with each hit. She was telling her next time she better behave or it would be much worst.Danielle knew she should walk in and say something but couldn't find the courage to proceed. Strangely she found herself getting turn-on watching her friend suffering and being dominated by the small girl. She felt wetness in her own pussy as her hand moved down and started rubbing it through her dress.The girl finally quit spanking Jan and told her to get on her knees in front of her. She raised her dress exposing her upper thighs to Danielle view and grabbing Jan hair pulled her head down in her crotch. Danielle was watching her friend eating the girl pussy as Jan ass was wiggling in back like a dog being fed a bone. The sight was turning her own as she lifted her dress and started rubbing her clit through her panties.The girl spoke to Jan."The next time I come over here and you open the door in a housecoat, I am going to spank your ass outside for everyone can see what a slut you are." She warned her. "Maybe I'll ride you like the pig you are.""Yes mistress," said Jan, lifting her head slightly and returning to the girl's pussy.Danielle was close to cumming and knew she had to leave quickly before anything happen. She lowered her dress and walked quietly out the house and back to her own. Running upstairs, she removed all her clothes and got on the bed and started rubbing her pussy in haste. She had the best orgasm she had ever had at that moment as the sight of Jan being dominated was still fresh in her mind. She took a bath and hurried to clean house before her daughter Lee came home.When Lee arrived, dinner was ready and they spoke about the normal school day events. Finally Danielle got the nerve to ask about Sandy and asked what kind of girl she was. Lee just ignored the question and told her mother she was really nice and that her and Jean, Jan daughter, was all going to meet over there tonight to study together.Danielle knew she should tell her what she saw but decided not to for fear of what she may have to tell her afterwards. Instead, she told her that she should be careful who her friends were and not to stay too late."Don't worry mother," replied Lee. "Jan and Sandy mother will be there tonight so we can't get in any trouble anyway."Danielle didn't say anything, but started cleaning up the dishes, as her daughter got ready to go. She yelled goodbye to her as she left and then retired to the living room to rest up. The sight earlier in the day was still vivid in her mind as she tried to avoid it without success. Her pussy was damp again with the thought and she imagined it was she instead of Jan beneath the girl. She knew she shouldn't but decided anyway that she would go over and meet Sandy mom. Perhaps, she should tell her what she saw.Danielle got up and got dressed. Walking over she had several thoughts of going back but just couldn't do it. She knocked on the door. An elderly black lady in a black leather outfit opened it and stared at her. Danielle was taken back at the apparel at first but then introduce herself and told her daughter was there and she wanted to talk to her a minute. The lady said she would go get her and bring her to the door before slamming it on her face. Danielle was very pissed. Who the hell did she think she was shutting the door on her like that? She immediately opened the door and walked in to tell her off.The sight immediately stunned her. Her daughter was on the floor naked except for the pants she was trying to put back on. She was having trouble due to a carrot in her ass was preventing it. Jan was totally naked in the center with her head to the floor and ass high pointing up at her with Sandy slapping it with a house slipper. Jean was on all fours with a tail shoved up her ass and a carrot in her mouth. The older black lady held a leash that was attached around her neck. Danielle froze at the sight along with everyone else. She lost her voice. Finally she turned and walked out the door hurrying back to her house. She practically ran there opening the door and then sitting on the chair. At first she starting crying then found herself getting excited again from what she had witness earlier. She was totally ashamed of herself as she lifted her skirt and started stroking her pussy again. Damn her daughter she thought. She desired to be whipped. She started stroking harder when the door opened and there was her daughter Lee dressed and Sandy at her side.Lee was totally surprise at the sight. She had come back with Sandy to explain and now caught her mother masturbating wide open in the living room. She saw Danielle immediately lower her skirt and try to cover her head in embarrassment.Sandy was laughing. "Looks like your mother has a pussy problem. Did you enjoy what you saw slut."Danielle didn't say anything as Sandy walked over and slapped her hard across the face."I ask you something slut. Speak up." She demanded."Yes mistress," Danielle replied tears in her eyes from the shame she felt."Stand up and undress in front of us," Sandy demanded with a loud tone of voice that even Danielle was afraid of.She couldn't help herself as she got up and started slowly removing her clothes. She tried to ignore her own daughter looking at her. As she finally removed her panties and was totally naked, she felt Sandy hand on her pussy as she started stroking it."Tell your daughter you are a slut and need to be punished for peeking in on her." Sandy told her.The hand on her pussy was driving her insane with lust as she told Lee looking down that she was a slut and needed punishment.Sandy demanded she bend over. Pulling the belt from her own skirt she called Lee over and told her to slap her mother ass twenty times with it and they better be good enough for her to yell or she would get the same.Danielle remained still hoping her daughter would not do it till the first slap hit her large ass and she yelled out in pain. Another hit and she tired to shift slightly only to find another on the other cheek. She started moving forward as the hits kept coming and begged her daughter not to hit so hard. The pain was incredible as she forgot about her shame and tried to protect her butt with her hand only to have it hit at the same time. She was pleading for mercy as the last slap came and she remained bent over crying like a baby with her bare exposed in back."Lee get me some rope. I think your mother is a slut like you and the neighbors. She likes it don't you slut." Sandy teased her reaching down and tweaking her nip.Danielle was still rubbing her sore ass. "Yes mistress," she replied softy. "I am a slut to be used."She couldn't believe her own words as she said them but her pussy was dripping wet despite the pain in her ass. She remained in position as Lee returned with rope and watched as Sandy tied it around her neck and told her to get on all fours. Lee was laughing at the sight of her own mother getting down on all fours as a dog."Time to go back to Jan house," Sandy said. "Come on puppy. Well take care of your need there."Danielle crawled behind her mistress out into the damp dark night. She didn't have any resistance left. She knew her daughter would never look at her the same after this and her life would be changed forever but her pussy was in control at the moment and she needed to cum. Lee followed behind her to add to her shame. It was a long crawl and she had to crawl on the grass to prevent her knees from being scratched by the concrete. Getting up the porch was tougher as she tried to rise up only to have her own daughter kick her in the ass and telling her to crawl up.Sandy opened the door and led her inside.Sandy mother Lou was now totally naked in the center of the room. Jean was on knees in front licking her pussy and her mother Jan was behind her servicing her ass. Danielle tried to avoid their eyes as she was led inside."Found the slut playing with her pussy in the living room," she told her mom. "I had Lee spank her ass real good before bringing her back. She's just as horny as her daughter always is.""I'm busy right now hun," said Lou moaning in lust, "but in a minute I'm sure I can find something to keep her busy."Sandy made Danielle crawl with her to couch and then started removing her clothes in front of her while demanding Lee do the same. She told Lee to get the carrot that was in her ass and bring it back to her.When Lee came back she got behind Danielle and pushed in all the way up her asshole as Danielle moaned as the excitement in her pussy was mounting. She had never had anything in her ass before and found out it was just as exciting as having her pussy stuffed.Sandy sat down on the couch and demanded Lee come over and lick her pussy. She told Danielle to get behind her daughter and lick her asshole since she had interrupted their event earlier and made her carrot fall out. Danielle was ashamed at the thought but then the sight of her daughter ass stuck out in front of her face was turning her on. The second command was a lot louder and the threat of having her ass beaten again got her started as she started working her tongue in her young bum. The taste wasn't as bad as she thought it would be as she started roaming her tongue around the rim and then working it in and out. She was glad Lee had taken a bath earlier or it could have been a lot worst. By the time Sandy came, Lee was cumming also from the tonguing in her butt.Sandy mother had walked over and sat on the couch beside her. She told her daughter that since she was the new slave she should have to lick all the other slave asses also. Sandy agreed as they made Jan and Jean get on the floor with asses high for their tonguing. Their carrots were removed and shoved in their mouths.Danielle looked at them and hesitated at the thought. She felt a paddle land on her ass in back and Lou demanded she get busy. She had to lick till they came. She crawled forward and started on Jean asshole while she could hear Lou and Sandy laughing at her and telling her what a good brown-noser she was. It didn't take long to get Jean off as she moved over and started on Jan large ass. Lee was told to go over and pushed the carrot in and out her ass to keep her motivated to do a good job. She was humiliated enough without her daughter fucking her ass yelling at her to lick ass at the same time. Finally Jan came to her relief as she remained in position with her face in her ass.Sandy and Lou demanded that Jan and Danielle crawled over and lick their pussies while their own daughters would spanked their butts. They were truly enjoying humiliating the older women as they crawl forth and buried their faces in their cunts and then started licking. The daughters got behind each of their mother and started slapping their ass with pleasure. It was payback time for when they had been spanked in the past. Both women were moaning as they licked from the whacking of their backsides. When Sandy and her mother finally came, Sandy mother said she had to go home before her husband arrived and got up and started putting her clothes on. Sandy said she was going to stay tonight with Jean and her mother. She demanded Lee stay also and told Danielle to go home for the night. In the morning, she would come over and she better be naked at the door when she knocked. Danielle didn't want to leave but the look in Sandy eyes told her she was not welcomed tonight and got up to leave."On all fours slut," Sandy demanded and be sure to kiss your daughter ass goodbye before you leave. Danielle got on all fours and crawl to Lee who bent over and presented her ass for a kiss. She kissed it several times before she crawled out the house back to her home. She wondered what they were going to do tonight over there but at present she wanted to get back as fast as she could to play with her own cunt. She felt the carrot still shoved in her ass and decided to leave it there as she crawled thought the door and placed her head on the carpet and started masturbating her cunt. Oh it felt so good. She stroked it till she came twice and then got up to take a bath. She pulled the carrot out of her ass and started to throw it in the garbage but then had a wild idea and shoved it in her mouth as she ran the bath water. She lay in the tub and masturbated till she came again. Finally she got up and fell out on the bed to sleep.She heard the knock on the door and jumped out of bed immediately. She had forgotten to set the alarm clock. Picking up her gown she threw it on and ran down the stairs as fast as she could. Opening the door she saw Sandy standing there with her hands on her hips.Sandy stepped in and slapped her hard on the face."Didn't I tell you to be naked when I arrive? And I waited here for 5 minutes for you to get your fat ass up and open the door. Strip bitch." She demanded with a stern and mean looking facial expression.Danielle immediately dropped her gown to the floor, as a dog would heel before a master. Sandy grabbed her arm and led out the door to the porch and bent her over the guardrail. Her hand started slapping her ass in back as she yelled from the pain and hope no one would pass by and see her naked on the porch with a young black girl spanking her. The slaps were ferociously as her ass was burning and she started crying again. Her mistress took no mercy slapping her ass harder and harder as she wiggled it in back to avoid the attack. Finally she stopped."Get your ass in the kitchen and prepare me a cup of coffee. Your punishment is not over yet slut." Slapping her ass, Danielle starting running in. She didn't even ask about her daughter and last night. Fear of more punishment of her ass was the only thing on her mind for now. She made the coffee as fast as she could while her mistress took a seat at the table watching her. She laid the cup on the table beside her and stood by her side awaiting the next command."In case you're wondering," said Sandy, "the girls have been my slaves for almost a year now and after school will go to mother to clean here house. Jan is my new slave about a month ago when she caught us in Jean bedroom. I'm still training her and she will be over here later after the house is clean up. Your ass now belongs to me too and I expect you to do anything I tell you and when I tell you. Is that understood, slut?""Yes mistress," replied Danielle."Your daughter said you have a dildo. Run upstairs and get it slut." Sandy commanded her.Danielle ran upstairs as fast as she could and returned with the dildo in her hand."Get on your knees slut. I want you to shove that cock up your ass while I drink my coffee and tell me what a slut you are while your doing it. Better make it convincing or it's back to the porch for you." Sandy demanded.Danielle reached behind and started pushing the rubber cock up her ass. "I am a whore mistress. I am a slut. I lick your ass and pussy. Please mistresses use this slut. Let me lick your ass. Fuck my ass mistress." She kept going using every dirty word she had every heard as she pumped the rubber cock in and out her ass. Sandy was looking at her amused as she continued hoping she would finish the coffee soon. She noticed Jan had entered the kitchen and was looking at her and she continued to beg to serve. Sandy called Jan over and had her lean over and tongue her pussy while Danielle remained kneeling begging. The humiliation was too much as her own pussy was dripping on the floor below. She wanted her face in Sandy pussy as she begged harder to be allowed to lick it. Instead, Sandy smiled down at her and told her to tongue Jan ass."You haven't earned the right to lick my ass yet," she said as Danielle buried her face in her friend ass and started licking.Danielle had her face planted in Jan ass licking her asshole when she heard the knock at the door."Jan go make our guests comfortable," said Sandy giving her a slap on the ass. Danielle was in panic beneath worried about who was knocking on her door."Don't worry slut. These are paying customers coming to see you older white chicks perform. They are just a couple of boys from school who agreed to do favors for me to watch ya. If you don't perform for them, I'm going to let them fuck that daughter of yours. Do you understand?" She warned her."Yes mistress," Danielle replied with head down."Come on slave. Crawl behind me." Sandy said getting up.They entered Danielle living room as she saw two black teen boys sitting on her sofa. Jan had removed their pants and both had a throbbing hard on looking at Jan and Danielle who was crawling behind."Time for the show sluts," said Sandy. "Both of you stand in front of the boys. I want to see you rub those white boobies of your and your pussies at the same time." She picked up a riding crop she brought over earlier as the women got up and stood naked in front of the boys. A quick strike on each ass and the women started rubbing their boobs and fingering their pussies. The boys were in heaven watching them as their faces were turning bright red in humiliation. Several swaps on their asses and they were getting more into it. The tried too look up and avoid the kids' stare but each time the riding crop would hit their ass and they had to stare back at the smiling boy faces."Don't come sluts. The boys have paid for a good show. If you come, you will get 20 hits with this crop on your asshole." Sandy warned her two sluts.Both women were desperately trying to avoid cumming as they continued to masturbate and pull and pinch their tities for the boys' enjoyment."Turn around sluts and bend over and show the boys those big asses of yours." Sandy demanded from behind them. "Start wiggling those tails and slap those butts for them. Be sure to spread them every once in a while so they can your dirty assholes."Both Jan and Danielle turned around and bent forward. They started rotating their asses, slapping them on occasions, and spreading them for the boys. They felt like cheap whores putting on the show as the boys were stroking their cocks with much delight. The boys finally came watching them."It was worth every minute," said one of the boys."It's not over yet," said Sandy. "To thank you for watching them they are going to lick your ass before you leave. Aren't you sluts?"Both Danielle and Jan both replied yes and got down on their knees in front of the boys. Each boy turned around and presented his ass to which they shoved their faces in and started lapping. The boys were in heaven as they stoked their cocks again with the lapping and came a second time on the carpet. "Good pets," said Sandy. "Put the boys pants back on and go clean up. I expect both of you to go upstairs, wash up and be back in 10 minutes."Both women ran upstairs to wash off in humiliation. The boys were laughing at them as their fannies wiggled up the stairs. They were offering much more to Sandy if they could come back."Maybe later," said Sandy when I have them more trained.The boys left leaving Sandy alone in the living room so she sat down to await the slaves return. Ideas were forming in her mind on how she could use the sluts for the rest of the semester. It was going to be easy money. She saw the slaves returning from the shower coming down the stairs. She told Danielle to go get her pincushion and bring it to her.Danielle got the pincushion and was told to join her friend Jan over the coffee table. Sandy took the cushion and taking a pin at a time started pushing them lightly in their asses. Just deep enough where they wouldn't fall out. Both women yelp with each pin and then readjusted in position for the next. When she had at least ten in their butts she told them to get up. She led them to the door and told them they were to run around the house 10 times each and each pin that fell out would be ten spanks. She tweaked their nipples and told them to get moving as she sat on the porch swing. It was delightful to watch their asses shaking knowing the pins were sticking in them as they ran yelling. At first they tried to reach back to hold the pins only to find it hurt more before they gave up and kept running. She wished she had a video camera to catch their facial expressions as they came around the first time and started the next lap.By the ten laps both women was totally exhausted and she let them lay at her feet for a moment. Jan still have 4 pins in her ass but Danielle had only three left in hers. Both women cried in disappointment for losing the pins knowing what was going to happen to them next. She let them worried about it while they rested and then told them their punishment would be tonight when the girls got back. In the meantime, she had things for them to do.She made them get on all fours and lick her feet clean before letting them crawl back into the safety of the house. Inside they were assigned tasks to do before the girls returned while Sandy sat and watched TV. They had to occasionally bring her knacks and drinks and bow properly when serving. By mid day, the girls returned and entered the house. Both removed their clothing immediately and got on their heads and knees for their mistress.Sandy told them her mother had called and said they had been good slaves for today and she thought they should be rewarded. She made Jan and Danielle enter the room and stand before them and tell them that they were bad little sluts who need to be punished. Sandy told them their reward would be to spank their mother the number she told them in whatever position they wanted and then their mother would have to service them till they came.Both older ladies looked at their daughters with fear as they got up with gleam in their eyes. Lee grabbed Danielle by the hair and dragged her over to the coffee table where she tied her hair around the leg of it while Jean took Jan to the corner of the room and made her put her nose at the lowest point. Both girls chose a paddle from Sandy collection and took aim before they started swatting the large asses in front of them. Both ladies were crying and trying to protect their backsides with little result, as the paddle would only hit their hand, which hurt more. Their pleading was also futile as the girls were process with what they were doing. Totally red in back both women were a sobbing mass of flesh by the time the girls were through with them.Danielle hair was untied and she was led to the middle of the floor where Lee got on her back and grabbing her hair pushed her face into her pussy. Only inches away Jan was receiving the same treatment. Sandy watched amused at the sight of how easy the girls had put their mothers in their proper place. She got up and went to the kitchen only to return with two carrots, which she pushed in each mother ass as she licked.Sandy mother knocked on the door and entered looking at the scene before her."Giving the sluts a break, I see." She said."Just for a moment," replied Sandy, did you bring the sauce."Yes," replied Lou opening the jar of hot sauce and giving it to her.Sandy and Lou slowly pulled the carrot out of the mother's asses and dipped it in the sauce before putting it back in their butts. They waited for a minute while the sluts were still eating their daughter snatches and then watch in amusement as they tried to grab their asses as the sauce was doing it stuff. They wail out as their daughters kept a grip on their hands fanning their tails with their hands. Finally the daughters release their heads as they starting jumping around the room from the pain in their assholes.Sandy made them both stand before her and her mom and promise to be good sluts if they wanted to go to the bathroom. They had to hold their tits out while they jump and plead with their mistress to pinch their whore tits till the mistresses were pleased and let them go running up the stairs. The girls were still on their back laughing at the sight they had witness as Sandy and her mother thought it was time to shut them up so both straddled each girl and slowly lowered their asses on their faces so they could clean them. The laughing had stopped and the only sound that could be heard was the lapping beneath their butts and running water upstairs."Their asses are going to be pretty sore when they get down," Lou said, laughing to Sandy."I know, but I couldn't resist the urge to do it. Quite a sight wasn't it." Sandy laughed.Lou didn't reply as she started rocking on the girl face below and came shortly afterwards.Just a fantasy, how was yours?Pallidan~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 41 |
myfirstblackcock.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/myfirstblackcock.txt | I'm a white 50-year-old happily married woman and work part time as a NHS nurse where of course there are several black doctors and surgeons who make it obvious that they like you and continue to make suggestions which I take as a joke. The one who always seemed to be on my shift was Clive who was a fitness fanatic and kept himself in good shape, he also made it quite obvious that he really like me.About 6 months ago he heard that he'd got promotion and was going to have to move to another hospital so he organized a going-away party at his house.I attended the party with my friend Diane and the place was packed with lots of staff from our hospital. I'm not very good when it comes to drinking so I soon got tipsy, however everybody was having a good time and I ended up getting pretty drunk, so drunk in fact that I couldn't stand up. Diane mentioned this to Clive who told her to take me upstairs and put me to bed.Obviously I didn't know anything about this as I was so drunk, I can't remember going upstairs or getting into the bed. The next thing I remembered was being woken up when that amazing sexual feeling was rushing through my body. I opened my eyes and saw Clive naked pumping away as I began to moan and cum --shortly afterwards his body stiffened and he shouted I'm going to cum I then said cum in of me. He then pulled his cock out of my pussy and I was amazed how big and thick it was and I sat up and lent forward and began sucking it with great difficulty as it was very thick.He told me he'd wanted to fuck me for ages. I was still drunk and told him I wanted more as I played with his big balls. There was beads of sweat running down his black body which gave his skin a kind of shine.We cuddled for a while then I felt his cock expanding so I began to push his foreskin backwards which allowed his purple headed cock to pop out. He asked me he I the first black cock I'd had. I said yes, that he was. He then said, "Well?" and gave me a look.I giggled and said, "Mmm, it's very big... and yes I loved it."By then his cock was firm again so I said Clive I want you to fuck me again as I put my arms around his back and pulled him onto me.This time I gave myself totally to him and pushed and pulled to make sure I took the whole of his cock inside me. He wasn't at all arrogant in fact he was quite humble and I could tell he did enjoy fucking me.The result of this happening has now given me a different opinion about black on white sex, although there hasn't been another time yet. I'm not sure there won't be another time in the near future...ENDComments please email me brown49999@outlook.com |
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bullnuts.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/67/bullnuts.txt | I guess you could say I'm blessed and cursed at the same time. Mother Nature gave me a big set of balls that produce large quantities of sperm but when it came to the delivery system, I wound up with a skinny cock barely five inches long. Kat (shortly for Katerina), my wife is very diplomatic and says that my cock is perfect for sucking. She can easily take the whole thing in her mouth without gagging even when my cock is fully erect. Otherwise I'm just an average man, average height, build and of mixed ethnic background. (English, French, Italian and..?) Kat is Scandinavian, blond, blue eyes, five feet four inches one hundred five pounds and has kept her shape even after having two kids. For Kat, sex is a very important part of life. Unlike some women, she craves sex on a daily basis. She masturbates at least once a day in addition to wanting oral, anal or straight sex. Her collection of sex toys would make most sex toy stores look empty. You could say that the reason for her toys is of my doing. You see after our second daughter was born her pussy was stretched out too much for my skinny little cock to feel anything. Since giving Kat pleasure is a top priority in my life, I bought her bigger and bigger dildos until I found one big enough to give her pussy that full feeling. As a joke I bought a her a big black dildo. At ten inches long and over two inches in diameter it makes my cock look more like a finger. When Kat unwrapped that dildo, she said. "Willy, where have you been." We laughed and kidded about her new black lover never dreaming that one day she might have a real live Willy with a cock to match her toy. This was after our second daughter was born and we had come to the conclusion that my cock just wasn't doing much for Kat. Other than slipping my cock up Kat's ass, our sexual activities were mostly of the oral nature. Our favorite sex game was for Kat to suck my cock as I pumped Willy into her pussy. I began dreaming that some big black stud was pleasuring Kat's pussy as she made love to my cock with her mouth. Kat began commenting on the size of black cocks we saw on the net. Half joking I made a comment about finding her a black stud. Kat got mad at me and insisted there was nothing wrong with the way things were. Later that night, she was hornier than usual. She was really humping her pussy on "Willy" as she sucked my cock with great passion. It seemed that every time I turned around the vision of Kat being fucked by a well-hung black stud would pop into my mind. I made a point of subtly showing Kat pictures of black men fucking white wives. I also showed her the interracial sex sites on the net. Kat wouldn't comment much but she was always hotter in bed after seeing a black stud pleasuring as white woman. One night we were at a party with some friends and noticed an interracial couple. Kat couldn't keep her eyes off them and several times I saw her talking to the white wife. She was a bit tipsy by the time we went home and asked how she could meet a black guy and other questions about making sure he was clean etc. I found a night club in a neighboring town that has a lot of mixed couples. One night Kat and I went there "just to watch." As we sat at a table, a good looking young black man came over to ask Kat to dance. She looked at me for permission. I smiled and told her it was up to her. Kat hesitantly went but within a couple minutes she was caught up in the music. I sat watching Kat dance a fast dance without much body contact then as that dance ended the guy she was dancing with took her hand and asked Kat for the next one. This dance was a slow number and in no time she was rubbing against her black partner. When Kat finally returned to our table, her nipples were poking out like two hard fingers, signaling her arousal. Kat barely had time to catch her breath before another black asked her to dance. This went on for the rest of the night. Kat was positively glowing from all the attention. When we got home, she was a wild woman in bed, fucking "Willy" with everything she had. The next week we were back at the same club. One of the men Kat had met the week before was there and after Kat danced with him several times she introduced him to me. I don't know what I expected but I found Art to be very pleasant and articulate. During that evening I could see that Kat had been charmed by Art. Art asked me if we would be back the next night. I told him that I had to go out of town so I wouldn't be able to bring her. Art then asked if I would allow him to pick up Kat and take her out. I still don't know why I said yes. Hell Kat is my wife and here I was giving my permission for her to go out on a "date." On the way home Kat bubbled as she talked about Art then she suddenly went silent. Kat reached out to touch my arm and with a serious look, asked if I was sure it was all right. After we got home and sent our babysitter home, Kat and I talked for several hours. Kat was ready to call the whole thing off but to my surprise, I told her that I wanted her to go out and have a good time and for her not to feel guilty. In bed, Kat went wild, sucking my cock until my nuts were shooting air as I plumbed her pussy with her dildo "Willy." ***The next day I had trouble focusing on my business meeting as my thoughts kept going to Kat in Art's arms. When I finished my morning meeting, I called to reconfirm my afternoon meeting and was told that the key person was out sick. We rescheduled, and I went home. Driving home I thought about calling Kat and telling her I would be home sometime after dinner but thought she might cancel her date so I decided to surprise her. Pulling up in front of our house I saw the babysitter's car in the driveway. I pulled my car in the garage and went in. The kids were delighted to see me and after sending the babysitter home, kept me busy until I tucked them in bed.I watched TV for a while then went to bed. Laying in bed, my mind kept flashing lewd images of my wife being sexed by a black lover. I guess I dozed off because the next thing I knew Kat turned on a bathroom light. For a moment she babbled about being concerned about not seeing the babysitter's car then being relieved to see my car in the garage. To stop her nervous babbling I hopped out of bed and took her in my arms as I kissed her passionately. As my tongue explored the depths of her mouth, I was sure I could taste Art's sperm. Anxious to see her ravaged body, my fingers began undoing her clothing as my cock tried to burst out of my pants. Kat on the other hand was nervous about me seeing her and was blushing heavily. Pushing her dress off her shoulders, I guided her to our bed. As her dress slid over her shapely hips and her flat tummy I noticed that she didn't have any panties on and her blond pussy fuzz was coated with half-dried sperm. Her bare boobs each had some passion s on them and her nipples were sticking out like finger tips. It was obvious that they had seen plenty of attention already.Kat fussed about wanting to get cleaned up, that she was a mess and hadn't expected me to be home. I pulled her against me and fell on the bed as I kissed her wildly and told Kat, I loved her. Slowly her body relaxed and her hands held me tenderly instead of trying to get free. Kat stuttered out, "Y-you, aren't mad that I got carried away and had sex with him? I didn't plan it that way but he got me so horny I couldn't say no." I answered her with another kiss as I held her tightly. As I assured her that I was not mad, I knew when I told her she could go out with him again there was always the possibility of sex. Tears welled up in Kat's eyes as she blubbered on about how much she loved me and that I was so good to her. When I tried to wipe away the tears, she turned her head away. "Please let me let me finish before you say any more... I-I... let him come in me. He said he couldn't wear a condom because they were too tight and was going to pull out but it felt so good we forgot until it was too late. He was still so hot and his cock didn't go down until he fucked me two more times. Art has a cock like "Willy" and has balls are as big as yours. Kissing away her tears I told her, it was OK. I held her quietly not saying anything for a while then I began kissing her neck. Slowly I kissed down to her boobs, tasting her. Her body tasted of sex. Her nipples still inflamed from her lover, throbbed in my mouth. Kat moaned softly then weakly said "Please, I'm a mess let me get cleaned up." I ignored her and worked my wandering lips down her belly tasting her. The closer I got to her pussy the stronger the smell of sex and the taste of Art's juices. Soon I was over Kat with my face buried in her sperm covered pussy. Kat gave up all resistance and pulled my little cock into her mouth. My tongue had no trouble delving into her dilated pussy as I scooped out Art's globs of sperm. I had often eaten Kat's pussy after I had fucked her in order to get her off but this was the first time I had ever tasted another man's sperm. If I hadn't loved Kat as much as I do I would have felt different but strangely I didn't feel threatened or humiliated. Scooping out a glob of sperm, I thought Art's sperm might have made a baby in her already as Kat had never used any protection. My mind raced with the ramifications as I tried to remember when her last period was and figure out if she was ripe. Oddly if felt disappointed when I figured that Kat probably was passed her "fertility window." I was shocked, I wanted her pregnant, pregnant by another man, a black man at that. The more those thoughts bounced around in my mind the more I realized I wanted Kat to get knocked up by her black lover. I wanted to watch them in action, wanted to see his huge black cock plunging into her blond pussy, to see her impaled under his big black body. Then I wanted to see her belly growing it contained her lover's baby and that it would not look at all like me or our other children. Kat soon began moaning around my cock as I ate her pussy. The feel of her swollen labia further inflamed my lust making me come much quicker then I wanted. Instead of disappointing Kat, she purred like a contented kitten as she drank my cream. She knew there was plenty of ball cream in my bull nuts. After bringing her to her second climax she asked me to stop as her pussy was a little sore from Art's monster. She went back to milking my cock as I tenderly stroked her sexy body. I had already filled her mouth for the second time when I asked her if she wanted Art to fuck her again. Her gentle sucking stopped, then started without any other indication she had heard me. Several minutes went by and I was beginning to think she was not going to answer when she lifted her head and said, "He won't use a condom." She kissed my balls and went back to nursing on my cock. I thought about her comment as I delighted in her attention to my cock. If I told her it was okay to fuck Art again without a condom I would be telling her to let him knock her up. My balls twitched as the thought ran thru my horny mind. I tried to think rationally about all the factors involving interracial children but between Kat's fantastic mouth and the idea of her being bred by a big black buck, over rode logic. For the first time, I told Kat that I wanted to see Art fucking her. Again Kat stopped sucking, she just held my cock in her mouth as she rested her head on my thigh. Occasionally she would gently suck then stop, this went on for a half hour or more. I knew that she was in deep thought because many times before she had done the same thing when pondering a weighty decision. As I said, earlier sex is a big part of Kat's life. When it came time to by a new car Kat sucked my cock for hours before giving her opinion. When we talked about getting a new house, she sucked my cock for hours every day for a week. When we had talked about her trying a well-hung lover she told me that she would never think about leaving me because in addition to loving me dearly she knew she would never find a cock as suckable as mine.When I dated Kat, I knew that she had dated others and had sex with them. When the matter of the size of my cock came up, she told me that the other guys she had dated weren't hung much better then I and had figured that was all she was going to get. She told me I won out over the others for several reasons but my bull nuts sold her.Kat let my cock slide out of her hot mouth and cuddled up to me. With her lips still covered with our juices she kissed me on my lips before saying. Everyone will know that the babies are not yours. Does that bother you?I kissed her and said. They will be ours and that is all that matters to me. I know that some people may frown on us but I really don't care. With that we cuddled up and fell asleep. Chapter 2Over the next few days nothing was said until the phone rang at dinner time. Kat answered the phone and I knew that it was Art. Kat answered a couple questions with yes and no then she looked directly at me. Her eyes were sparkling with lust as she bit her lip then said pick me up about nine o'clock. She blew a kiss at the receiver before hanging it up and prancing sexily back to the stove. As Kat put dinner on the table she said she needed to shave before she went out. My cock twitched in my pants, was she asking me to shave her? Occasionally I had shaved her legs and pussy as part of our sex games but usually I was the one who made the suggestion. By me shaving her, I would be giving her my blessing to go out on her "date."We ate dinner and talked about anything except what was on our minds. Dinner was just about finished when I said. "I'll help you shave then clean up the kitchen while you get dressed." Kat looked at me in mild surprise before asking if I was sure. I swallowed and assured her that I knew what I was doing. She kissed me and started toward the bedroom with a quick look over her shoulder to see if I was following. She did a bit of a double take and a big grin lit up her face when she the bulge and wet spot on my pants as I stood to go with her. In the bedroom Kat did a quick striptease as I grabbed the shaving stuff. Boldly she sat on the counter in the bathroom placing her feet up, exposing her pussy almost like she would to a doctor. Wordlessly she watched as I began shaving. Having finished shaving the blond fuzz off her outer labia I started toward the remaining tuft of blond hair above her clit when she told me to leave it so Art would know that she is a real blond. I almost came in my pants. Kat asked me to get her hand mirror. Quickly I returned with it, hoping that she would be pleased with my shaving job. Satisfied, Kat hopped off the counter and gave me a kiss before jumping in the shower. I was in the kitchen cleaning up when the door bell rang. Grabbing a towel to dry my hands, I went to the door. Opening the door I saw Art's smiling face, with smooth confidence he asked if Kat was ready. I was glad the kids were in bed so I wouldn't have to explain why mommy was going out with Art. Kat came out of the bedroom dressed to thrill. The way her nipples were poking out I knew she had left her bra in the dresser and I wouldn't have been surprised if she had left her panties there too. She gave me a kiss and told me not to wait up for her as she took Art's hand and went out. It wasn't until I heard Art's car drive off that I realized my cock was tenting out the front of my pants. Trying to get my cock under control I went back to cleaning up the kitchen. Not even that helped. After trying to watch TV, I gave up and went to our bedroom and jerked off. That helped a bit but my mind kept teasing me with images of Kat being fucked by a big black cock. Our youngest daughter woke up and getting her back to sleep almost took my mind off Kat's date but no sooner had I quieted Lynn down then I began thinking about kids and wondering when Kat would get knocked up by Art. About two a.m. I heard Kat come in. Quietly she turned off the lights and came into the bedroom. Thinking I was asleep she didn't turn a light on. Just as she peeled her clothes off, I turned on a bedside light. Kat reacted like a deer caught in headlights, her hands covering her crotch. Sitting up, I softly told her not to hide from me. She blushed as she nervously let her hands go to her sides. I guess she didn't want me to see how swollen her pussy lips were, or the fresh love bites. But then again she probably was embarrassed to be seen with his sperm drooling down her legs. Before she could step in the bathroom I got up and took her in my arms. As I kissed her, I noticed her lips were puffy and tasted of sperm. My cock jumped to attention pressing into her belly. Taking her hand, I guided her to our bed, even as she protested that she was too messy. Mindful that her pussy might be sore I dove for her freshly fucked pussy. The smell and taste sent me into heaven. Kat stopped fighting me after I sucked her labia in my mouth and rubbed them with my tongue. She not only stopped fussing but started telling me about her date. That was too much for my cock, I shot a big load on the sheets as I continued to suck and lick her well-fucked pussy. Finally Kat begged me to let her up to pee.Standing in the bathroom door, I told Kat that I loved her. She looked up at me and smiled, then said, "I guess you really are turned on by this." I just smiled in response.***Two days later Kat's period came. We talked a lot about what was bound to happen if she kept on letting Art come in her and how it would affect us. Kat said she would stop seeing Art if I insisted. My answer was to not say anything and kiss her. Several times, Kat talked to Art during her period but they didn't go out. I would ask how he was but nothing about her dating again. A couple times when Art called, I answered the phone. We would talk for a couple minutes then I would get Kat on the phone. It was a little over a week after her period that Kat told me, she had lined up a baby sitter for Friday night, all night. With a twinkle in her eyes she asked if I wanted to cancel the babysitter or get a hotel room. I stuttered out. "A-are you going to let him come in you?" Kat smiled lewdly. My voice sounded like a squeaky whisper as I told her watching her and her lover had always been my strongest fantasy. She told me Art had agreed on the condition that I not interfere. I promised to be a fly on the wall unless invited. It was the right answer for Kat, for me I wasn't really sure but it was too late to stop things. For the next two days I could hardly focus on work as I kept thinking of Kat, pregnant with a black baby. One minute I was scared, the next, my cock was ready to come. Kat appeared a bit nervous but never mentioned anything about backing out of her date. By Friday night I was a nervous wreck, Kat appeared as calm as if she was just going to a movie. In the car driving to meet Art, Kat asked if everything was all right. I forced a smile and told Kat, I would be all right. It was a lie, the butterflies in my stomach were having butterflies. ***Seeing us enter the hotel lobby Art walked over to greet us. His welcome was not what my nightmares had pictured. Instead of grabbing my wife and running for the room, he escorted us to the lounge and its friendly sounding entertainment. Just before entering the lounge I remembered that I needed to register and get room keys. Art offered to help but I insisted that he and Kat go and have fun.I went back to the car and got our things, registered and all that stuff then after looking the scene of the coming impregnation, over I went back to the lobby to join Art and Kat. Not seeing them at one of the tables, my brain started to go into a panic mode. Before I did something silly, a big black hand waved at me from the dance floor. I eased over to the bar and got a drink as I waited for that dance to end. No sooner was my drink in my hand then Kat came over and kissed me. Standing patiently Art waited for Kat to urge me to join them at their table.At the table I made a comment about feeling like a third leg. Art quickly told me that he wanted me to join them and he wanted me to have a good time. He also assured that he wasn't trying to steal my wife. Since I wouldn't be driving, I didn't worry about having several drinks but after the second I told myself it would be stupid to get so drunk I passed out or made a fool out of myself. By the time my second drink began to kick in I was realizing that Art was a nice guy and I could see why Kat was attracted to him. To my surprise Kat danced not only with Art and myself but several other men. As Art and I talked I started to relax and enjoy our special night. After one dance that left Art and I at the table Kat returned to hear us laughing over a joke. With a naughty gleam in her eyes she asked if we were going to sit there all night or move the party upstairs. Without further deliberation we took our drinks and headed to our room. We were the only ones in the elevator so I wasn't surprised to see Art put his hand on Kat's hip and pull her close for a kiss. It was a kiss of lovers, hot and passionate but without breaking Art's embrace Kat reached out and pulled me close. Nothing w id but her gesture made me feel much more comfortable.No sooner were we in the room when Art took Kat in his arms. As they kissed passionately, Art began undressing her. After turning off most of the lights I went and sat in a chair in a dark corner. I've seen sexy stripteases but none of them could hold a candle to the sight I saw as Art skillfully undressed my wife. When Kat's dress fell to the floor she was nude except for her garter belt and stockings. I knew she hadn't worn a bra but I didn't know she was panty-less. Needless to say my cock was hard enough to pick a lock.Kat didn't wait for Art to undress, as soon as her dress started to slide down her body, she attacked his cloths. Dropping to her knees she took the head of his stiffening black cock in her mouth as she fumbled to untie his shoes. Art's cock stretched Kat's lips to their limit as she sucked and licked on his uncut cock. I wondered why Kat hadn't told me that Art wasn't uncircumcised, I was sure it felt different then my neatly trimmed weenie. I'm not going to tell you that Art's cock was as long as a telephone pole, no it is more like a tree stump, about eight inches long and very thick.After letting Kat warm up his cock, Art guided her to her feet for a hot kiss. The contrast of Kat's lightly tanned body against his black skin was thrilling. They appeared to melt onto the bed, never breaking their embrace. The soft lighting in the room gave me just enough light to see their passionate caresses without making it look like we were making a porno movie.In spite of having a raging hard-on Art took his time worshiping Kat's sexy body. Kat in turn was moaning and telling him to fuck her. He in turn was taking his time, enjoying teasing her. Kat was so hot she was starting to sound like a cat in heat as she begged for his cock. After kissing his way up her body he nestled his cock in her now dripping pussy. Kat threw her hips up at him impaling herself on his thick cock. Art responded by driving his hips down. The force was so strong I could hear the air being forced out of Kat's lungs. Art's hips looked like he was driving poles instead of fucking. The short hard thrusts were making grunting sounds come from deep within Kat. Far from complaining Kat had her feet resting on his butt and her hands on his sides as she looked up at him with flames of lust. It couldn't have been five minutes before Kat yelled "Oh my god! Yes! I'm coming!" Art didn't lessen his pace, his face a picture of concentration. I was sure he was holding his own ax back as I admired his technique.I moved my chair to get a better view of Art's cock plunging into Kat's pussy just in time to witness his ball's tense up and to see his potent black sperm being pumped into Kat's fertile belly. Kat felt it and yelled for Art to knock her up, to give her his baby. Art froze then looked at me. I flashed him a smile and a slight nod, suggesting it was all right. He jabbed his hips twice more causing his balls to tighten and fire more sperm into Kat's womb then rested with his thick cock trapping his sperm in her womb. As they came down from their climaxes Art asked if she really wanted him to knock her up. Kat took his face in her hands and kissed him then looking at me she said, "Ben wants to see my belly swell with your baby and so do I." Art rolled off Kat to lay at her side as he looked over at me, his face a mixture of amazement and excitement. For a few moments, we looked at each other collecting our thoughts."That was just pillow talk, wasn't it?" Art asked. Kat kissed him and asked if he had a problem with impregnating a willing white gal. With a nervous chuckle he said he didn't want a pissed off husband pumping lead in his black ass but he had dreamed about doing it. I laughed and assured him that about the only thing that I might shoot at them was a little sperm. For an hour or more we talked about our relationship and mixed race babies. As we talked, I had moved so I could clearly see Kat's swollen red pussy lips and Art's sperm oozing out. Kat noticed the focus of my attention. "Don't be shy you can lick my pussy," she said. I wanted to crawl under the bed and hide from the humiliation but the attraction of her pussy was too strong. As if in a trance, I rose from the chair, blushing from head to toe. I didn't know what to do as I had planned to be neither seen nor heard during that night. Before I could sit on the bed Kat reminded me that I was still dressed and that I would have to get rid of my cloths first. It hit me that Kat was the one who was really in charge. Art and I were her lovers and at her command. My feelings toward Art changed from that of a potential adversary, to a "brother in lust." Somehow my clothes vanished from my body and I was on the bed between Kat's legs. As my tongue scooped up gobs of Art's sperm I was sure he would tease me about eating his sperm but he didn't. He did comment about how I appeared to be very good at stimulating her with my mouth and could see why Kat had made it clear she wouldn't think of leaving me. I was so damn proud, I felt like I was glowing. I put everything I had into eating Kat's pussy. She got the message and was soon moaning with ecstasy as she humped my probing tongue. Kat tensed and climaxed strongly as I nibbled gently on her clit. As I gently kissed her pussy, the bed shook, looking up I saw that Art had moved up to put his cock in Kat's mouth. Opening wide she took the head in her mouth and began to suck it. Her lips were stretched to their limit as she did her best.Soon Kat let Art's cock pop out of her mouth as she begged him to fuck her. Art looked at me as if to ask my permission, I rolled over, vacating Kat's pussy and waved my hand to offer him access. Art moved around to get into position as I started to back off. He looked at me and told me I didn't have to get off the bed and he didn't have a problem with me playing with Kat as he had sex with her. I couldn't believe how fast things had changed but I was happy with the way things were going. Being able to touch Kat as her lover had sex with her was beyond my dreams. Kat pulled me to her and kissed me with more passion then I could have imagined. She grunted into my mouth as Art drove his cock into her baby maker. With a dreamy look Kat whispered, "He's going to knock me up. He's going to give me a black baby."I kissed and stroked her as I whispered that I knew. Kat then asked if I wanted to see my slut wife get bred by her black stud. I told her I didn't want to miss it for anything. We kissed again the Kat asked me to tell Art to make sure he got her pregnant. Art's head was only inches away and I'm sure he heard but somehow I managed to say what Kat asked. Art slowed his strokes and told me I had the most wonderful wife in the world and that I was lucky to have her. Uncomfortable with the praise I mumbled thanks. Art turned his attention back to breeding Kat. Masterfully he drove his cock in my wife bringing her obvious sexual pleasure. My hands found their way to Kat's rock hard nipples adding to her pleasure as well as mine. Art gave plenty of warning that he was close to coming so I moved to watch his balls. No sooner was I in position than he jammed his cock hard into Kat and spat out, "Here comes your baby!" Kat howled like a cat being bred as her legs held him tightly in. After resting with his cock stuffed in her, he started to pull out. Kat told him to stop until I had a chance to stuff a pillow under her ass. Taking my cue I stuffed a pillow under her as she lifted off the bed. That time instead of getting between her legs she guided me into a sixty-nine. No sooner had her lips surrounded my cock than I was blasting her tonsils with my pent up sperm. She just purred and swallowed as my tongue licked her well-fucked pussy. Twice, Kat drained my cock, before letting go of my cock. She then wanted Art and me to cuddle up with her. Cuddling up we were both offered a nipple to suck on. I guess I dosed off, because when I opened my eyes Art was now between Kat's legs slowly moving his cock in and out of her pussy. About an hour later Art finally pulled his tired but semi erect cock out of her and Kat suggested that we take a shower and then a short nap. Instead of the orgy I expected, our shower was just "friendly hands," washing each other. Back in bed I dropped into a deep sleep and had a vague recollection of them having sex sometime during the night. I awakened to a piss hard-on and a full bladder. Art and Kat were still asleep so I eased out of bed and quietly made my way to the bathroom. After relieving myself I stepped back in the bedroom and stood looking at Kat and Art snuggled up to each other. The contrast of their skin colors sent a strange tingle thru me. The thought that my wife's fertile womb was awash with sperm from Art's big black balls made my own tingle. I knew that she was pregnant. I slipped some cloths on and went down to the coffee shop for some coffee and something to eat. Sitting in a quiet corner I sipped my coffee and nibbled a muffin as I thought about what had happened. Could I live with a child who was obviously not from my loins? How would our white children feel about having a tan brother or sister? Had I done the right thing by allowing it to happen? There was no question in my mind about giving up my children. I still loved Kat and Art was a nice guy so why was I sitting there, instead of up in the room with them? Answering my own question, I ordered two coffees and several muffins, to go. Easing into the room I heard the sounds of passionate kissing. Art was over Kat, kissing and sucking on her nipples. Sensing my presence Kat opened her eyes and smiled warmly. "Art promised to keep breeding me until I'm pregnant, isn't that great?" Feeling her joy, I smiled at her and pointed at the bulge in my pants as I said that we were all excited. Art let Kat's boob flesh pop from his mouth as he looked up at me. "You can warm her up some more, while I take a leak," Art said as he got up. I set the coffee and muffins on the night stand as I made a joke about not being able to live on lust alone. When Kat commented that I had only brought two coffees I told her I had already eaten. She scooted up a bit and reached for her coffee and a muffin. Art returned and thanked me for bringing coffee. Kat teased me about me being the only one with clothes on and for staring at her pussy. I told her that I had never seen her pussy look so swollen and full of sperm. Kat patted Art's thigh and told me it was his doing but promised that I would see it looking like that a lot from then on.As Kat spoke, she spread her legs more, showing off her pussy. It was more then I could stand so I dove between her legs and stabbed my tongue into Art's sperm as it drooled out. Kat moaned loudly and stroked my head as I helped myself to my second breakfast. Her moans became louder as she humped her hot pussy on my tongue and held my head into her pussy. In a few minutes she was climaxing around my tongue as she babbled about how much she loved me. I told Art it was his turn as I rolled out of the way. Without hesitation he pulled Kat back to the center of the bed and mounted her. For the next hour I kissed and teased her nipples as I told Kat how much I was looking forward to watching her belly grow and to have another baby. I must have said the magic words because Kat hugged and kissed me as her hips fucked back at Art's driving cock. ***We rested and talked quietly for a while before getting cleaned up and checking out of the hotel. Not much was said on the drive home and after the commotion of being greeted by our children Kat went back to being quiet. It wasn't until we were getting ready for bed that Kat turned to me and shrugged off her night gown. As I looked at her, I remembered the last time I had seen that look. It was just after I had knocked her up with our second child."Does it bother you that I let Art give me hickies?" she asked.Suddenly I saw that she had love bites all over her breasts and all around her pussy. My cock answered for me by stiffening. Kat grinned as she noticed my cock. "I guess I'm going to have my work cut out for me, keeping your balls drained as you watch my belly grow."I took Kat in my arms and laid her on our bed and told her that I love her. ***The next day Kat was on the phone talking with Art, seeing when he could come over to breed her. For the next two weeks Art visited our bed three or four times a week to fill Kat's womb. The time for Kat's period came and went then Kat started having an upset stomach in the mornings. Now that Kat's pregnancy was official, she asked Art what his plans were. I didn't know about it until Kat told me Art wanted to come over and talk with me. I was quite confused as Art had been coming and going freely and had gotten to know our other children. Kat wouldn't give me any clue about what was going on so I was all in a tizzy when he arrived. The first thing Art did when we closed the door to my den was, gave me a paper that gave me all legal rights to the baby he had planted in my wife. He then asked if I would consider letting him become a part of our family. The two of us talked for hours. Kat would stick her head in to bring us drinks then leave.About midnight Kat came in wearing a see-thru nightie. None of her charms were hidden as she asked if she could join our discussion. Our final decision was to see how things evolved but there would be no restrictions on his visits. This story took place six years ago. We sold our house and built a bigger one to house our bigger family. Kat is now pregnant with Art's, third child and happier than anyone has a right to be. Me, well... Kat won't let Art put his cock in her unless mine is in her mouth, or double fucking her with me in her ass. Oh and the kids are doing great.END |
bralessinthebar.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/bralessinthebar.txt | My name is Kat. Im a major exhibitionist in an open relationship with a wonderful man who likes me to be very sexy in public, and constantly urges me to explore my fantasies. While he was out of town, I went to the local pub for a drink, and met a man who I found interesting and attractive. His name was Dan. I told my husband Bill about meeting him, and he asked if I wanted to have a sexual experience with Dan. I admitted that I did, so Bill told me to set it up. Dan had given me his card, so I sent him a text and asked if hed like to have a drink together at happy hour. He said yes, so I told Bill I was going to meet Dan, and would see if Dan was interested in getting together with us. To sweeten the pot, I wore a tight mini-skirt and a completely sheer blouse with a black lace push-up bra underneath, unbuttoned down to below the bra, of course. Bill loved my choice of outfits, and gave my ass a spank as I left. Dan was almost speechless as I walked to the bar to meet him, and the other guys in the bar got real quiet! I love that feeling of being sexy in public and turning heads! I sat on the bar stool next to Dan, and turned toward him so my blouse was open right in front of him. My skirt slid up my thighs, almost showing my panty-less kitty. He finally commented on my outfit, and I told him I dressed this way for my own pleasure and because my husband Bill wanted me too. Dan asked about my relationship with Bill, and I told him we loved exploring each others fantasies. I told him Bill would be very turned on when I got home and showed him what I wore to meet him! Bill loves me to tease and see if the teasing goes any further. Dan seemed very interested in hearing more, so I took his hand a put it on my thigh, right at the hem of my skirt. His hand rested there for just a second, then slid under my skirt. I was now very wet, and told him so. I then casually brushed my hand across his crotch, and was rewarded by feeling a very hard cock. Now it was time to play the trump card. I asked Dan if he was interested in exploring a fantasy with Bill and me. Bill asked me to be specific, but I said hed have to say yes or no and trust the outcome. He said yes right away, and I surprised him by sliding off the bar stool, giving him a nice deep kiss, and telling him Id be in touch soon with the details. I walked out of the bar without pulling my skirt down, and enjoyed all the stares as I walked to my car.When I got home, Bill was waiting to hear about my meeting with Dan. I raised my skirt, and told him to feel my kitty. He did, and smiled as he felt how wet I was, and soon we were in the bedroom, where he turned me over and took me hard from behind. I love it when I turn Bill on with my sexy behavior! As we lay there catching our breath, Bill asked me what my plan was to seduce Dan into a three-way. I told him I had a very sexy plan in mind, but I wanted it to be a surprise for him, so he had to follow my instructions. He said he hoped I would dress in a very naughty way, and I just winked at him.The next day, I told Bill to call Dan, and set up a meeting at the local hotel bar. Bill and I love to be sexy in hotel bars because of all the business travelers we can tease. I told Bill to meet Dan there, and then I would join them after they had gotten a drink. Bill was intrigued, and took Dans number. About 7:00 that evening, I got a text from Bill. He and Dan were at the bar, and were hoping I would join them soon. He also said the bar was full of businessmen, knowing I would like being the center of attention. Little did they know that I was planning to be exactly that! I grabbed my purse, and took a last look in front of the mirror at my outfit. I was wearing my short black dress with the tight miniskirt and the totally sheer top that showed off my ? cup black bra that just barely covered my nipples. I had my Cuban heel seemed stockings on with a lacy garter belt, sheer thong panties, and strappy black high heels. My nipples and pussy tingled at the thought of walking into the bar dressed like this! Out the door I went, and as I pulled up to the hotel, I smiled as the young valet came to open my door. I turned slowly in my seat to exit the car, giving him a clear look of my now slightly damp panties. He fumbled as he handed me my valet ticket, and I blew him a kiss as I walked to the door. Now it was time for my grand entrance. I adjusted my skirt so it was just below the top of my stockings, knowing it would ride up as I walked. I made sure my breast were covered, and walked boldly into the bar. Dan was right. The bar was filled with businessmen, there for an oil industry convention. I could hear the whispers as I walked toward the bar, as men turned to look and comment on me. And I was right. My skirt slowly rode up to above my stocking tops, showing off the black band and the garters. My breasts swayed slowly with each step, and I knew my 36DDs were showing as white mounds above my bra, in my completely sheer top. I spotted Dan and Bill at the bar, and they directed me to a bar stool in between them. Bill was beaming, and Dan was speechless! I slid onto the stool, making sure my skirt slid a few inches higher, and gave each man a hug and kiss. Bill ordered me a drink, and told me he and Dan had become friends and were looking forward to a sexy evening with me. We chatted for a while, and Dan asked if we did this sort of sexy stuff on a regular basis. Bill said we did, because it kept our relationship fresh and fun. He told Dan we often played Truth or Dare so as to really challenge each other to be bold and daring. Dan looked confused, so I told bill to start the game, and when he asked me, I said, dare. Bill smiled and said he dared me to turn my back to the bar and let my skirt slide even higher so all the room could see my stockings, garters, and panties. I did, and felt my pussy swell as I could see all the men turn to look. To add to my pleasure, I let my hands rest on each guys thighs, just to make the businessmen even more jealous. We ordered another drink, and Dan asked if he could play. Bill told him to go ahead, and when he asked me, I again said, dare. Dan grinned, and told me to choose a table of men and go ask them if they were enjoying the view as I leaned over their table so my breasts were in there faces and my skirt could slide up in the back. I smiled, slid off the stool, hiked my skirt up to my kitty, slowly fixed my stockings, and made a beeline for a table across the room so I could enjoy the longer walk as the center of attention. The three guys at the table were pleased with the attention they were getting, and asked if they could join us. I told them maybe on another night, and took their business cards for later use. When I got back to the bar, Bill said we would play one more round, then get the check and go to our house. When he asked, I said, dare again. He and Dan smiled, and I knew they had already planned my task. Bill told me to go to the restroom, and remove my bra, and return to the bar from the main entrance so I would have to walk through the entire room braless with my breasts showing under the sheer top. I have pierced nipples, and I knew my jewelry would be very visible. I slid off the stool, careful to let my panties show, and walked to the restroom by weaving around all the tables so I would be the center of attention. I felt excited and nervous inside. The top of this dress is virtually transparent, and I knew my breasts would be completely visible. Inside the restroom, I checked my makeup, and lowered the top of the dress. Off came the bra, and I looked at my breasts in the mirror. I felt my kitty tingle, knowing what I was about to do. I caressed my breasts like I do when I dance for Bill (or others), and pulled on my nipples so they were rock hard. I pulled up the dress top, and looked at my image in the mirror. I loved that my breasts were completely visible if I held my shoulders back so the material was tight. I was ready. I went to the entrance of the bar, and took two steps inside and stopped. I wanted an audience! When all eyes were on me, I raised my skirt and slowly fixed my stockings, but didnt pull the skirt back down. I stood tall, proud, with the top tight on my body and began my slow walk among the tables. I could hear the murmurs as they noticed I was braless, and I could felt my breasts as they swung from side to side as I walked. I knew my nipple jewelry was clearly visible, and my nipples hardened as I saw all the businessmen stare. I went to the table I had stopped at before, and leaned down to say hi to my new friends. I told them Bill and I would be in touch tomorrow night, if they were interested in having a drink with us. I straightened up, and walked slowly to my bar stool, and slid in between Dan and Bill. The guys were speechless for a moment, and then Bill gave me a long sweet kiss and whispered how proud he was of me, and how turned on he was. I brushed my hand across Dans crotch. He was hard, and grabbed my hand and held it there for a few more seconds. Bill said the bar bill was paid and that we should move this party to our home. We all stood, and the guys were on each side of me as we walked slowly through the tables one more time. As we exited the bar, we heard a round of cheers and clapping as we left. I told the boys I would meet them at home, and gave my ticket to the young valet. His eyes were focused on my breasts, and he reluctantly went to get my car. I gave him a $20, and drove out of the hotel with my pussy soaking wet at the thrill of my adventure. I knew the guys were waiting at home for a special sexual experience, and I was prepared to satisfy them both. But that will come in another story.END |
familybonding.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/familybonding.txt | Fifteen year old Devin Washington lay sleeping in his bed, when he heard his parents arrive home. They had gone to his father's company July 4th party and by the sound of it, things had gone wrong somewhere along the line. "Nigga, don't you motherfucking lie to me! I saw you hitting on that skank whore bitch! She's lucky I didn't kick her skank ass!" Devin heard his mom say. His mom Randisha Washington is a full figured woman of 28, with a light mocha complexion with deep brown eyes and thick succulent lips. Her figure highlighted by her large 42DD breast. Her hips were wide and she had what her husband Calvin called, "the ultimate nigger ass" big round and full. Just the way he liked it. She worked as an registered nurse for a local hospital Calvin Washington is a big man, standing 6'4 and weighing around 250 pounds. A former football player in high school and college, he missed his shot at pro ball after blowing out his knee his senior year. He had a coal black complexion and kept his head shaved bald. Still a very muscular man, he worked out often and took pride in how he looked. He was well hung with 9 inches of blue/black circumcised man meat and a large ball sack. "Bitch, shut the hell up before I knock the black from your ass! Stupid ass drunk bitch!" Calvin replied. "Fuck you! Fuck you Motherfucker! Go get her, fuck that whore bitch! Go ahead fuck her, cause you ain't gettin any more of my sweet ass baby! I hope your Goddamn dick rots off!" Randisha exclaimed angrily. "Bitch, I'm not gonna tell you again! Shut the fuck up! " Calvin said his voice now louder. "Sorry ass nigga, don't you tell me to shut the fuck up! Fuck you! Fuck you up your nasty black ass Motherfucker!" Devin heard his mom say, then heard a glass break. Devin hated when his mom drank too much, because as much as he loved her, she really did turn into a bitch. She always seemed to love antagonizing his dad. It seemed as though she enjoyed it. "YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Devin heard his dad yell. He then heard his mom scream, followed by a sharp smack and some things getting knocked over. "I'm sorry! Baby, you're hurting me! Owwww! Ohhhh!!" he heard his mother cry, followed by another smack and then another. "Goddamn it! I warned you, I told you to shut the fuck up but you just won't fucking listen! I ought to beat the fuck out of you, but get to cleaning this shit up. Hurry the fuck up so we can go to bed. I want some pussy!" his father said. "OK! OK! You're hurting my arm. Shit!" his mom cried. He could tell by the sound of her voice that she was crying. After a few minutes he heard them walk past his room to their bedroom down the hall from his. "Come on, take that fucking dress off! Let me see those big ass tits of yours! Goddamn baby! You make my dick hard! Get your ass over here and suck it!" Devin heard his father say, his own dick was beginning to stiffen under the sheet. Devin is a nice looking young man. Tall and slender, his complexion a shade or two darker than his mother. He has brown eyes and his hair cut in a short fade. Like his father Devin was also athletic and loved sports, especially football and basketball. He was an excellent student, maintaining a B average. Also like his father, Devin was extremely well endowed for a boy his age, blessed with a manly 8 inches when fully erect. He was somewhat shy and was still a virgin. He was nude as he lay in bed that night, having beat his meat earlier in the evening. Devin loved to jack off and did it often. He preferred to sleep nude for that reason, easy access to his dick and balls. Devin reached under the covers and grasped his swollen cock as he listened for more from his parents. This wouldn't be the first time he has jacked-off to the sounds of his parents fucking. They always made plenty of noise when they fucked. It was ten times better than any point magazine. "Don't you think we should close the door baby? Shit! You are hard baby!" his mom said. "Fuck that! Just suck my dick bitch! OHHHH SHIT YEAH! THAT'S IT LICK MY BALLS YOU WHORE! FUCK!" His dad replied, the last coming in more of a growl. Devin kicked the covers away from his nude frame. Spitting into his right hand he lubed his boner and began slowly stroking it as he listened intently. His parents didn't disappoint. "Shit baby! That's good, suck it! Eat my cock meat! Fuck! You Sure can suck a dick! SHIT BABY! KEEP SUCKING BITCH! I'M GONNA CUM! MOTHERFUCKER! AAARRRGGGH SHIT! FUCK YES! TAKE IT! MMMMMPH!" Calvin groaned as he dumped his load into his wife's hungry mouth. Devin began to pump his meat faster as he whispered, "Yes, suck it! Suck my dick! Suck it you bitch! Oh Fuck I'm gonna cum! Momma, I'm gonna..." Devin groaned as his breath left him, his legs stiffened as his nuts drew up and his dick throbbed as it shot thick creamy ropes of his cum onto his pubes and stomach. Some landing on his chest. "Baby, what about me? I want to cum! Eat my pussy baby! Please eat my pussy! Don't make me beg!" Devin heard his mom say pleadingly. "Play with it baby! Get your ass off! I want to watch you! That's it finger your cunt! Maybe later I will fuck you!" Calvin replied with a smile. "Y-You p-promise baby! Will you f-fuck me hard! My pussy is so wet baby! I want your dick! I want it deep in my p-p-pussy! My ass! I don't give a fuck! GODDAMN BABY! I'M GETTING CLOSE!" Randisha exclaimed "Feel good baby? Yeah, I'm gonna tear that pussy up baby! If you're real good I'll shove my dick up your tight asshole and butt fuck you! Then maybe jerk off onto those big titties of yours! Would you like that baby?" Devin heard his father say, his heart beat fast. "Yes! OH GOD YES! ALL OVER MY TITS! OHHHHHH! OHHHHHH FUUUUUCK! I'M CUMMING! I'M CU-CU-CUUUMMMMINNGG! FUCK!" His mom screamed. Then there was whispering. After several minutes Devin felt the sudden strong urge to pass. He eased out of bed and quietly opened his door. Still nude he eased across the hall to the bathroom. As he stood in front of the toilet relieving his bladder he suddenly heard his mom's voice. "Hey Dev! What are you doing up? Did we wake you? We did didn't we? I'm so sorry, but you know how your father can get sometimes!" she said, standing at the bathroom door in her blue cotton robe. Her eyes taking in her son's naked frame and tight muscular ass. "No, I was up anyway. How was the party?" Devin replied as he flushed the toilet and turned to face her. Randisha gasped and her heart fluttered a bit as her eyes caught sight of his mannish boy cock."Dev, you are growing to be a handsome young man. Gonna make some girl really happy one day. Why don't you go slip on some underwear and join me for a glass of milk," his mom said. "OK, sure," Devin replied then went to his room and slipped on a pair of X-men boxers. to be continued? *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this storyis meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anythingin real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in"real life" can look forward to many unproductiveyears getting it up the butt by a fellow convict intheir local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 81 |
pastorbobshalloween.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/pastorbobshalloween.txt | It was 5PM and time for the members of his church to drop off their children for a Halloween party in the church basement. There were 8 girls between 12 and 15 who would be coming while their brothers were occupied with the usual trick or treating. Pastor Bob had done his research and knew that these particular girls were at peak ovulation. He was very excited because this little party might be the answer to his shrinking flock.The usual parental chaperones would not be making an appearance since they had each been told the others would be there. Pastor Bob was a very virile man who dearly loved his wife and their 3 daughters who would be arriving at child bearing age in about 3 or 4 years. The girls arrived in four batches. The first was 13 year old Abigail Smith who was an only child. She had red hair like her mother and was still shedding her childhood baby fat. The Pastor noted her lovely little ass and hips were nearly done and her breasts already stood out like half tennis balls above her still slightly chubby tummy.Next came Jan and Mary Clovis, the 12 and 14 year old sisters whose dark brown hair matched their eyes. Jan was a slender 12 year old whose breasts were just budding out. Her hips were just making themselves known and she would appear too young for periods to the average eye. It had even stunned Pastor Bob when his toilet cam revealed a nice little bush and a napkin full of blood a month and a half before.At 14 Mary was a knock out with her brunette hair halfway down her back and a figure nearly fully developed. Her breasts were the size of baseballs and her ass and legs were perfect. She had used the bathroom right after her sister and he watched her change tampons. The sisters were in sync with their cycles.Cindy, Jill and Kathy Jones were the next to arrive.Cindy was 13 and had thick auburn hair like her 15 year old sister Kathy. In some ways she was almost Kathy's mini me. She was half a foot shorter and sported half orange breasts while her older sisters were grapefruit sized. Both had nicely developed contours.14 year old middle sister Jill was a tomboy who looked more like her blond uncle than her own father. She kept her hair short but attractive and many boys had thought her blue eyes were actually ice when she stared them down. Her breasts were in between her sisters in size but quite perky and she had a butt to die for. All three had revealed that their cycles were appropriate for this little adventure when Pastor Bob invited them to this party and said he would have some nice costumes but didn't want to get any blood on them.14 year olds Nancy Frome, a raven haired beauty, and Melissa Thomas, a long haired blond and blue eyed Nordic goddess, were neighbors who went everywhere together. They were both well-built and loved to tease the boys and men as the traveled around town on their bikes or sunbathed at the beach. And they were always the last to arrive."So welcome everyone," Pastor Bob said as they all waited in the pews. "Tonight's Halloween Party theme is Women of the Bible. Downstairs you will find your costumes along with your character's name. Follow me."He led the way to the basement where the girls were surprised to see four mattresses with some very skimpy costumes laid out on the floor. "Abigail, this is your mattress."Abigail went over and found what was essentially a string bikini with three strategically placed leaves. The paper next to it informed her that she was to be Eve."Jan and Mary, here you are."Their mattress was next to Abigail's and contained one robe and jug of wine. The note informed them that they were to play Lot's daughters."Cindy, Jill, Kathy and Nancy, you have this mattress."The note on the bed said Cindy was Rachel, Kathy was Rachel's sister Leah, Jill was Leah's handmaiden Zilpah and Nancy was Rachel's handmaiden Bilhah. There were to very short and shear robes for the handmaidens and one slightly longer and more opaque one for the parts of Rachel and Leah."Melissa, this last mattress is yours."Melissa found herself with a paper saying she was Tamar and a long veil."I see some concern on your faces but I assure you that you are here to do God's work with both his blessing and your parents. As some of you have noticed our congregation is shrinking with so many people moving to the big cities to look for more opportunities. Not only our church but our town is hurting because not enough people are taking the time to get to know one another in the biblical sense. There is simply not enough begetting going on to keep our community afloat."The girls were shocked at what they were hearing and its implications. This was really turning into a Halloween party and the monster was right in front of them. But their parents had consented to this so how could they refuse. The last thing each of them heard when going out the door had been to be good for Pastor Bob and do what he told them. Suddenly those words took on an ominous new meaning."We are going to enact four stories from the Bible and you each have your part to play. I will have four roles--Adam, Lot, Jacob and Judah. We will start with Adam and Eve. Each of you have a Bible next to your mattress. Melissa, I want you to take yours and turn to Genesis 2 versus 21 to 24. When I tell you to I want you to read aloud that passage. Abigail, please go put on your Halloween costume. In fact, all of you go put on your costumes and I will put on mine."The church only had a small rest room so at most two girls could go in at a time but in 15 minutes they were all back at their mattresses. Jan and Mary and Cindy and Kathy were doing their best to share their single rob with mixed success. Jan and Mary's was terrycloth and they could wrap it around themselves with a towel. Cindy and Kathy's was shear enough that their nipples and pussies showed no matter how they tried to arrange it.Pastor Bob was standing in front of them with a leaf covering his privates and not doing a very good job. Pastor Bob had an 8 inch cock that was slenderer than most which made it a good instrument for the defloration of young girls although he had never used it for that purpose before this night. It was long enough in his flaccid state that his glans clearly hung below the edge of the leaf and the girls all got an eyeful of the eye of the one-eyed snake.He lay down on Abigail's mattress and told Melissa to start reading.Melissa had read through the passage and gulped when she thought about its implications."2:21 And the LORD God caused a deep sleep to fall upon Adam, and he slept: and he took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh instead thereof; 2:22 And the rib, which the LORD God had taken from man, made he a woman, and brought her unto the man.2:23 And Adam said, "This is now bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh: she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man. 2:24 therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife: and they shall be one flesh."2:25 And they were both naked, the man and his wife, and were not ashamed."As she read this last part the Pastor said he goofed and took off his leaf bikini and told Abigail to do the same. Then he brought her down on the mattress and held her to him as he rubbed her all over feeling her breasts and cupping her pussy. Abigail was stiff and rigid but after two or three minutes she let him kiss her and put her own hand on his now erect cock. She squeezed it and repeated what her friend had just read."Bone of my bones.""Flesh of my flesh." he responded rolling her onto her back and slipping between her outstretched thighs. He slid his rigid cock up and down her pussy combining his precum with her own copious juices. Her green eyes, freckles and orange haired cunt were becoming too much for him to bear."And they shall be one flesh!" he cried as he thrust three inches into her previously virgin hole. Abigail let out a scream as her hymen was ripped asunder but she was so aroused it was quickly replaced by the endorphins of her first major orgasm and she thrust her hips up to meet him on his second thrust.Now he was three quarters of the way inside her. He wanted to make this last as long as possible but he was so horny this turned out to be about five minutes of pussy pounding till he gave in to her grasping pussy and let loose a flood of his seed into the ovulating girl.The others were so absorbed by what they were watching that Cindy and Mary stopped worrying about sharing the robe with her respective sister and left themselves naked before the others.The Pastor rolled off Abigail and cradled her head in his arm as she rolled to lean into his side with her arm over his chest. She could feel his cum oozing out of her now stretched pussy and running down the back of her thigh but she felt no shame just like the Bible said.After about four minutes the Pastor complimented Abby on being such an excellent Eve and on how well she took to begetting. Abby just rolled onto her back with a big smile as the Pastor moved over to Jan and Mary. "Now, Melissa, turn to chapter 19 verses 30 to 33."As Mary started reading he took the robe away from Mary and gave it to Jan. The he pretended to drink from the wine bottle and pass out on his back."19:30 And Lot went up out of Zoar, and dwelt in the mountain, and his two daughters with him; for he feared to dwell in Zoar: and he dwelt in a cave, he and his two daughters.19:31 And the firstborn said unto the younger, Our father is old, and there is not a man in the earth to come in unto us after the manner of all the earth: 19:32 Come, let us make our father drink wine, and we will lie with him, that we may preserve seed of our father.19:33 And they made their father drink wine that night: and the firstborn went in, and lay with her father; and he perceived not when she lay down, nor when she arose."Tentatively Mary reached out and touched the Pastor's flaccid cock and instantly pulled her hand away when it jerked in response. She thought this whole thing was wrong but she couldn't act like a coward in front of all her friends so she grabbed it more firmly and started to stroke it as she felt it come to life in her hand. She was afraid she was too dry and he would hurt her when she tried mounting him so she did what women have done since they discovered sex--she bent down and licked all around his glans. His precum was a mix of salty and sweet that she found arousing. All this time she had been fingering herself but now she rose up over him and guided his head to the entrance of her woman hood. Just last weekend she had been at the drive-in in the back seat of her brother Jim's with his best friend Johnny fending off his advances and vowing to herself to remain a virgin until she got married and here she was preparing to take her own virginity on her Pastor's cock. She lowered herself slowly as the head of his cock parted her lips until the entire head popped inside. It made her feel full and empty at the same time. She had never been stretched like this before but her insides were also crying out to be filled. With a quick thrust she ended her virginity and began to slide up and down in a way that came automatically to her. After two minutes she felt his pubic hair tickling her clit. On her next downward thrust Pastor Bob thrust back and she had him fully inside her with that same clit mashed between them and loving it. Pastor Bob did his best to pretend he was automatically sleep-fucking and in another two minutes Mary felt him swell within her and then begin to twitch. Her insides seemed to turn to liquid and she realized he had just cum inside her.The feelings triggered her biggest orgasm ever and she sat squeezing his cock with her newly found cunt muscles until he went from deflating to inflating. Before she could start a second fuck Pastor Bob pretended he was waking up and Mary got off so he would not know she had been there."Now Melissa continue with the next two verses."This she eagerly did."19:34 And it came to pass on the morrow, that the firstborn said unto the younger, Behold, I lay yesternight with my father: let us make him drink wine this night also; and go thou in, and lie with him, that we may preserve seed of our father.19:35 And they made their father drink wine that night also: and the younger arose, and lay with him; and he perceived not when she lay down, nor when she arose."Jan wasted no time when Pastor Bob pretended to drink wine and lay down on his back with his cock still hard from the ministrations of Mary's cunt.Jan had seen pictures of blow jobs and had always wanted to try it but she wasn't allowed to date yet so there had been no opportunities. She immediately put her mouth completely over his cockhead and began to bob up and down. Pastor Bob at once jumped to an iron hard attention for her. She made sure he was good and wet when she climbed aboard in imitation of her sister.Even though she was tighter than her sister she was more determined and didn't stop thrusting until her pubic hairs meshed with his with her clit caught between them. At 12, she was the youngest girl he had ever fucked and her tightness was almost enough to hurt, which it probably would have if her rippling vaginal muscles hadn't given him so much pleasure.While it was true she was having periods, Pastor Bob didn't know if she knew how her cycle worked or that she was at her most vulnerable time to get begat but he really didn't care. When the moment came he did his best to begat her. And Jan felt every pulse as his sperm jetted up against her cervix.When the two lovers came down from their highs Pastor Bob said they should probably take a break from being tricked to having some treats. The girls who were next wanted to keep going but the Pastor reminded them that this was an overnight lock in party and they would all get their turn but he needed to take a break.They had hotdogs and potato chips and pop and the Pastor and his three first conquests to time to go to the bathroom and wash off the blood and fuck juices from their respective crotches.Finally it was time to get back to the night's Halloween trick so Pastor Bob had Melissa read the story about Jacob and Rachel."Start with chapter 29 verses 15 thru 27.""29:15 And Laban said unto Jacob, Because thou art my brother, shouldest thou therefore serve me for nought? tell me, what shall thy wages be? 29:16 And Laban had two daughters: the name of the elder was Leah, and the name of the younger was Rachel.29:17 Leah was tender eyed; but Rachel was beautiful and well favoured. 29:18 And Jacob loved Rachel; and said, I will serve thee seven years for Rachel thy younger daughter.29:19 And Laban said, It is better that I give her to thee, than that I should give her to another man: abide with me.29:20 And Jacob served seven years for Rachel; and they seemed unto him but a few days, for the love he had to her. 29:21 And Jacob said unto Laban, Give me my wife, for my days arefulfilled, that I may go in unto her.29:22 And Laban gathered together all the men of the place, and made a feast. 29:23 And it came to pass in the evening, that he took Leah his daughter, and brought her to him; and he went in unto her.29:24 And Laban gave unto his daughter Leah Zilpah his maid for an handmaid.29:25 And it came to pass, that in the morning, behold, it was Leah: and he said to Laban, What is this thou hast done unto me? did not I serve with thee for Rachel? wherefore then hast thou beguiled me?29:26 And Laban said, It must not be so done in our country, to give the younger before the firstborn. 29:27 Fulfill her week, and we will give thee this also for the service which thou shalt serve with me yet seven other years."Closing his eyes to imitate the darkness in his tent and covering Kathy's face with part of her robe as a makeshift veil, Pastor Bob enacted the story as it was read and thrust into a Kathy who was kneeling before him in a further attempt to hide her identity as the older sister instead of the younger. After making sure Kathy had cum at least three times, Pastor Bob anointed another of his young parishioners with his seed. After catching his breath for a couple of minutes he declared a week had gone by and it was time to wed Rachel."Continue with verses 28 thru 3029:28 And Jacob did so, and fulfilled her week: and he gave him Rachel his daughter to wife also.29:29 And Laban gave to Rachel his daughter Bilhah his handmaid to be her maid.29:30 And he went in also unto Rachel, and he loved also Rachel more than Leah, and served with him yet seven other years."Cindy was nervous but did her best to hide it when her Pastor put his head between her legs and began to lap at her highly aroused young pussy. Her little bush tickled his nose and reminded him how much he loved female pubic hair and how sensual playing lightly with it could be for both partners. He felt sorry for those who shaved themselves and wound up with ingrown hairs and stubble.Sensing she was ready the Pastor valiantly filled his role as the put upon Jacob and took the woman he loved. Cindy squirmed when he first popped inside but a deep kiss helped allay her fears and before she knew it he was in her to the hilt with her little clit trapped between them and her insides filled to bursting. She was glad he wasn't bigger when he seemed to swell within her and she seemed to be molten at the depths of her little channel and along it as his seed oozed out of the tight cavity in which it had been deposited."Now, Melissa," Pastor Bob said as he recovered from his two recent fucks, "verses 31 thru chapter 30 verse 5.""29:31 And when the LORD saw that Leah was hated, he opened her womb: but Rachel was barren. 29:32 And Leah conceived, and bare a son, and she called his name Reuben: for she said, Surely the LORD hath looked upon my affliction; now therefore my husband will love me.29:33 And she conceived again, and bare a son; and said, Because the LORD hath heard I was hated, he hath therefore given me this son also: and she called his name Simeon. 29:34 And she conceived again, and bare a son; and said, Now this time will my husband be joined unto me, because I have born him three sons: therefore was his name called Levi. 29:35 And she conceived again, and bare a son: and she said, Now will I praise the LORD: therefore she called his name Judah; and left bearing.30:1 And when Rachel saw that she bare Jacob no children, Rachel envied her sister; and said unto Jacob, Give me children, or else I die.30:2 And Jacob's anger was kindled against Rachel: and he said, Am I in God's stead, who hath withheld from thee the fruit of the womb?30:3 And she said, Behold my maid Bilhah, go in unto her; and she shall bear upon my knees, that I may also have children by her. 30:4 And she gave him Bilhah her handmaid to wife: and Jacob went in unto her. 30:5 And Bilhah conceived, and bare Jacob a son."As soon as she heard the name Bilhah, Nancy took off her robe with Kathy's assistance since Leah was supposed to be giving her to Jacob, and launched herself into Pastor Bob's arms. He needed no more encouragement because he had secretly lusted after this green eyed raven haired beauty since the first moment he had seen her three years before.She fondled his cock and balls until it was at full attention and he cupped her venus mound and ran his middle finger up and down her slit until it was wet enough he could slip it straight into her as he felt her hymen tear under his assault. After he had worked up to three fingers in this beautifully maned teen twat he pushed her back down on the mattress and mounted her as he had done Abigail's Eve earlier.Nancy vowed her teasing days were over because this felt too good to wait anymore. It only took about 5 minutes for the Pastor to be overwhelmed the reality of his long awaited fantasy fuck and he unleashed another dose of babymakers into another unprotected ovulating pussy.He rocked back out of her and she just lay there with her legs spread as her still gaping pussy oozed out his white jism as it slowly closed."Continue with verses 6 thru 10, Melissa.""30:6 And Rachel said, God hath judged me, and hath also heard my voice, and hath given me a son: therefore called she his name Dan. 30:7 And Bilhah Rachel's maid conceived again, and bare Jacob a second son. 30:8 And Rachel said, With great wrestlings have I wrestled with mysister, and I have prevailed: and she called his name Naphtali.30:9 When Leah saw that she had left bearing, she took Zilpah her maid, and gave her Jacob to wife. 30:10 And Zilpah Leah's maid bare Jacob a son."Tomboy Jill waited while Cindy slowly removed her robe and told her husband to take her maid Zilpah. Jacob didn't need to be told twice. He was sitting cross legged and suddenly she sat right in his lap with his cock and balls pushed up against his belly with her blond fringed pussy. After sliding up and down it long enough for there to be a slurping sound by their genitals she rose high enough for him to pop back under her crotch and slide him into her. Unknown to her sister or Pastor Bob she had been using the handle of her hair brush to masturbate with so she was quite ready when she dropped onto him in one continuous thrust.They stayed more or less completely locked together and allowed their rocking pelvises to create enough stimulation to bring them to orgasm--which it did in about 10 minutes. Actually it happened twice for Pastor Bob. About 5 minutes in he let loose a nice shot of cum but Jill continued her fucking action and Bob found himself not only remaining hard but also able to fire off another shot 5 minutes later. This time he felt Jill cum at the same time and the sat there afterward as he wilted inside her. "How about some chocolate sundaes?" he asked as he went to the washroom to wash up. 20 minutes later and rejuvenated by the sugar high, they all returned for the final act in this Halloween almost-costume party--Judah and Tamar."Nancy, will you please go to Genesis 38:6 to 31:18?""38:6 And Judah took a wife for Er his firstborn, whose name was Tamar. 38:7 And Er, Judah's firstborn, was wicked in the sight of the LORD; and the LORD slew him.38:8 And Judah said unto Onan, Go in unto thy brother's wife, and marry her, and raise up seed to thy brother. 38:9 And Onan knew that the seed should not be his; and it came to pass, when he went in unto his brother's wife, that he spilled it on the ground, lest that he should give seed to his brother. 38:10 And the thing which he did displeased the LORD: wherefore he slew him also.38:11 Then said Judah to Tamar his daughter in law, Remain a widow at thy father's house, till Shelah my son be grown: for he said, Lest peradventure he die also, as his brethren did. And Tamar went and dwelt in her father's house.38:12 And in process of time the daughter of Shuah Judah's wife died; and Judah was comforted, and went up unto his sheepshearers to Timnath, he and his friend Hirah the Adullamite.38:13 And it was told Tamar, saying, Behold thy father in law goeth up to Timnath to shear his sheep. 38:14 And she put her widow's garments off from her, and covered her with a vail, and wrapped herself, and sat in an open place, which is by the way to Timnath; for she saw that Shelah was grown, and she was not given unto him to wife. 38:15 When Judah saw her, he thought her to be an harlot; because she had covered her face.38:16 And he turned unto her by the way, and said, Go to, I pray thee, let me come in unto thee; (for he knew not that she was his daughter in law.) And she said, What wilt thou give me, that thou mayest come in unto me? 38:17 And he said, I will send thee a kid from the flock. And she said, Wilt thou give me a pledge, till thou send it? 38:18 And he said, What pledge shall I give thee? And she said, Thy signet, and thy bracelets, and thy staff that is in thine hand. And he gave it her, and came in unto her, and she conceived by him."As the last paragraph unfolded Pastor Bob took off his wedding ring and watch and handed them to a veiled Melissa who promptly left the veil over her face while uncovering her well-endowed body. He could tell she was as aroused as he was and as eager as her friends had been to practice begetting. She was everything he had imagined she would be from the first time he watched her pat dry that blond bush between her legs and pull her panties back up two years ago. He sucked on her rosy nipples that had puffed out so nicely to signal her arousal. And he filled her like he had her 7 companions.As they relaxed he told Nancy to continue with verses 19 to 26."38:19 And she arose, and went away, and laid by her vail from her, and put on the garments of her widowhood.38:20 And Judah sent the kid by the hand of his friend the Adullamite, to receive his pledge from the woman's hand: but he found her not.38:21 Then he asked the men of that place, saying, Where is the harlot, that was openly by the way side? And they said, There was no harlot in this place.38:22 And he returned to Judah, and said, I cannot find her; and also the men of the place said, that there was no harlot in this place. 38:23 And Judah said, Let her take it to her, lest we be shamed: behold, I sent this kid, and thou hast not found her.38:24 And it came to pass about three months after, that it was told Judah, saying, Tamar thy daughter in law hath played the harlot; and also, behold, she is with child by whoredom. And Judah said, Bring her forth, and let her be burnt.38:25 When she was brought forth, she sent to her father in law, saying, By the man, whose these are, am I with child: and she said, Discern, I pray thee, whose are these, the signet, and bracelets, and staff.38:26 And Judah acknowledged them, and said, She hath been more righteous than I; because that I gave her not to Shelah my son. And he knew her again no more.""Well, girls, I hope you had a fun Halloween and that you will start to share your begetting practice with your fathers and brothers and anyone else you wish to share it with."They all said they had but that they needed a refresher before going home in the morning which meant Pastor Bob had to dig in to his reserves and fuck each of them a second time.In the morning when they were getting dressed he gave them each a bag of candy and told them he was available any time they needed another refresher.His parting words came from Genesis as well."1:27 So God created man in his own image, in the image of God created he him; male and female created he them," Pastor Bob quoted by heart. "1:28 And God blessed them, and God said unto them, Be fruitful, and multiply..."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 75 |
submission2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/submission2.txt | Chapter 2Eddy pulled his car into the driveway of Mike's house and Mike stumbled from the car trying to hold on to his book bag which had slipped from his lap. He caught himself in time and pretended that he did the clumsy exit on purpose. He didn't want Eddy to think he was a nerd that could not walk without tripping. Mike looked back and saw Eddy grinning at him. "Hang in there guy," Eddy said laughingly. "You trip with a hard on and you can break your dick." Mike immediately looked down to see if his erection was showing. He still had the funny feeling there that he had since Eddy first put his hand there and touched him. He would be mortified if he was showing his feelings. If you were cool you didn't show emotion. When he looked down Eddy laughed even harder. "Gotcha buddy! That little pecker of yours is not in any danger." He laughed again. "Hey!" he commanded. Mike stopped in his tracks and looked at Eddy. "What?" "Is Leslie home?" Mike knew that she was but for some reason he wanted to conceal that fact from Eddy. He just was not quite ready for Eddy to try something with his sister. He was sure that it would all end up with him being in trouble. "Nope, she's not home." "Ok guy, when she gets home I want you to ask her a question for me ok?" "Well ok, What?" "Ask her if she has ever had her pussy sucked." Eddy was grinning again. "Whoa man I can't ask her that. She will tell Mom and my butt will be mud!" "Come on chicken shit!" Eddy stuck his chin way out and looked at Mike over his cheek bones. "You want you and I to have some more fun right?" Mike just blushed in silence. Eddy continued, "You want to see your sister's pussy right?" Mike looked hurriedly toward the house and around hoping no one was around to hear Eddy's words. "Awwww man." "Awww man, my ass!" Eddy exclaimed in a low voice. "I can't do it all dude. You gotta help. You gotta get her sort of primed. You know what I mean?" Mike was confused. He didn't know what he wanted. He just knew the conversation was making him very nervous. "Ok, ok, I gotta go." Mike turned and started around the front of the car and Eddy threw the car in gear and backed slowly out of the driveway. Mike could see him thru the windshield. He was making faces. He was sticking his tongue out and pretending to lick something in the air.He was laughing. Mike thought about his tongue sloshing around on Eddy's privates in the woods. He thought about how it might feel to have a tongue touching his peter.As Mike approached the side door to his house he suddenly remembered that his sister was indeed home and probably sitting there in the den watching TV. He was going to have to walk past her. He wondered; Did it show on his face? Was there some sort of tell tale sign in his expression. Would she know the moment that he walked in the door that he had done something very wild. Could she tell that just an hour ago he had been in the woods with his cousin and that he had put his cousin's peter in his mouth and sucked it? He knew something about the word "gay". It meant guys who liked guys. He wondered if maybe he was gay. As he remembered the sensation of sucking on Eddy's cock he remembered that it was not unpleasant. There was a slight salty taste and then that disappeared. He didn't really mind the feeling of the smooth peter sliding in and out of his mouth. He teared up and panicked the one or two times that Eddy would seem to be forcing his thing deeper into his throat but He managed to bloc the head from moving further into his throat with his tongue pressed against it. It was the eruption of the slimy stuff down his throat that took the most determination to keep going and not to stop. Then it was over and Eddy was wiping himself off. Mike wasn't sure what to feel when Eddy told him, "good job." He wasn't sure if one was supposed to be good at that sort of thing. Mike stopped half way up the stairs and shook his head violently from side to side as if to clear the rush of words flowing thru it. Leslie was sprawled out on the den floor watching TV with a sandwich and a coke beside her. A sofa was between she and the side door and she lay with her feet toward the sofa. She was wearing her shorts and a shortie top. Her legs were bent at the knees and her feet were crossed. She was gently swinging her legs up and down. She would bring her heels down and bump her butt and then allow her legs to drop until her toes touched the floor. Each time her toes touched the floor she would arch her back and press her midriff into the sofa pillows she had under her. There was a sensation when she did that. It was a good feeling that made her catch her breath every once in a while if she kept it up for a long time. There was a particular spot somewhere down there that when she made the connection just right against the pillows. It gave her body a tingling sensation that traveled from her loins up her spine. Each time she did it the feeling was more intense. She wondered where it would stop. Mike crossed the room to the back of the sofa and looked over it. His sister's feet were making their swing downward at that exact moment and the spot was in just the right place. Mike heard the whispered moan. He froze. Up the legs went and again the soft moan. Mike could tell the difference. That moan meant something special. It was like his moan when he was touching himself and evoking that special feeling. He stared at his sister's rounded little butt and the place between her legs where her shorts were drawn tight and causing a crease that disappeared between her legs. He saw the corner of the sofa cushion jutting out from there and he realized that she was touching herself with the sofa cushion. He felt a tingling between his own legs and covertly moved his hand to press there, trying to nurse the feeling to a more intense level. He continued to stare at his sister's crotch as his fingers sought out the round hardened little shaft moving about in his pants."Mike!" The startled voice of his sister brought him back to reality from a mindset he didn't even realize that he had traveled to. "Oh!" He exclaimed, snapping his eyes away from her crotch and up to the TV screen. She couldn't see his crotch where his hand had been gripping his little peter. He tried to act calm as he assessed the fact that his sister had caught him starting at her crotch. "What's on TV?" He asked. Leslie stared at him for a few more seconds, her eyes switching from his face to her rear trying to assess what he was looking at and what was he seeing. She didn't mind him looking. She could pretend it was another guy interested in her. Someone older like that guy named Pat that gave her a ride home one day. She knew better than to accept rides but she felt like she knew him. He played football and was a senior. He had started talking to her about boyfriends and did she have one and why not and then he had put his hand on her leg. She was wearing a short skirt and his fingers were right on her bare flesh. She was afraid and curious at the same time. She was pleased that such an older guy had an interest in her. It was when he pulled his car onto the side street by her house that she got worried. It was a two block stretch where there were no houses and most people were traveling on the cross streets and not this side street. "You wanna hang with me?" He asked. "I don't know." She replied. He had leaned over and now had one arm over the seat behind her and the other hand holding her leg at the knee. His thumb was moving and tickling her. She pressed her legs together and tried to push his hand away but he was strong. "Hey." He said. "What is it you don't know? I can teach you anything you need to know. You know how to kiss a guy?" "Maybe." "Let's see." He moved quickly and his mouth covered hers. His hand forced its way up the inside of her leg pulling her skirt with it until she could feel his fingers probing at her center. She struggled and pushed at his face with one hand and at his hand under her skirt with the other.He kept saying, "Relax. Relax and enjoy it. I'll make you feel good. He was pressing on her panties. She could feel his fingers prying the leg of her panties up and sliding inside. Then his fingers were pressing into her crease. He kept her mouth covered with his, tonguing her and smothering her. Wild sensations were surging thru her. She knew it was wrong and at the same time the excitement and the feeling his probing fingers were evoking were affecting her ability to think clearly. It was the sudden arrival of the postman at the corner that stopped everything. He drew back long enough for her to grab the door handle and crawl from the car. She walked away as if nothing had happened, to afraid to let the postman know that she had been in a stranger's car. It was the lingering thoughts of those sensations he had evoked in her that she kept going back too. Leslie's mind returned to the present and she remembered her brother's quest about the TV. "Nothings on," she answered. Her brother was cute, she thought. He was nicer looking than any of the boys who had approached her about being their 'girlfriend". It was silly. She was too young to be a "girlfriend" to anyone and if she did decide to be that close to someone it would have to be a much more mature guy than the little snot noses that were in her class at school. It would have to be someone who was loving and kind, not like that guy Pat. Leslie left her thoughts and turned her attention again to her brother. "What is more important is where have you been? You are an hour late getting home. Mom called and I lied for you. I told her you were home and had run out again.""Ahh thanks Leslie. I didn't think it would take this long.""Think what would take so long?" She asked. "Oh well nothing. I stopped to talk with some of the guys after school and Eddy, our cousin, offered me a ride home.""So," she replied. "Getting a ride home in a car would have put you here faster, not later." "Holy shit Sis! Give me a break will you? You are not my keeper." Leslie turned fully around and sat up. Mike could not help but stare at her breasts that were pushing out the small top she was wearing. "Yes it is my business when I have to lie to Mom about you smart ass! What guys are you talking about and what were they talking about and where did you and Eddy go?" Damn, Mike thought. She is just like Mom. Twenty questions. So many you forget what the first one or two were and start answering the last ones first."Eddy and I went to the woods and the guys were talking about a girl at school that, well, did something with one of the guys." Damn! He had not planned on telling her about the woods. His mind was racing. Now she would ask about the woods and he would have to make up a story and keep the truth from running cross his face like a moving billboard.Mike felt a bead of sweat on his lip. The conversation was going right where he did not want it to go. He waited for the question. "Since when have you been hanging around with Eddy?" Mike noted a hint of real interest in her voice. "Oh not long," he replied. "He and I went together behind the Dillard's house where all the guys hang out after school.""So why did you go to the woods?" She wasn't going to let it drop. "No particular reason." Mike remembered what Eddy had said. He had to help to start things going with his sister. He had to do something. He wanted Eddy to "do" him like he said and it had to involve his sister. He wanted something to happen with his sister. He wasn't sure what. "He has a special place where he goes when he wants to think. It's out Cuttersville Road and then off in the woods on one of those logging trails I think. It's just a secret place where nobody goes but Eddy, hesitation, and now me."Leslie stood and moved to the sofa. Mike could tell that her interest in his time with Eddy was not just casual. He knew that she didn't really give a hoot about his wanderings so it must be Eddy. She liked Eddy? Well he was our cousin yes but then actually just a third so maybe that was alright. What the heck you can go to the movies and stuff with mot anyone."You like Eddy?" Mike grinned when she reacted. It was too much of an over the hill reaction. She threw a pillow at him and shouted, "No, no, you idiot!" Ahhh, she did like Eddy. Mike was now having a hard time keeping his eyes from drifting down her smooth chest to the gaping opening, when she leaned forward so he could see the beginning of her tits. 'Tits." That was one of those words he had learned behind Dillard's house. One of those words that he enjoyed saying because it was being cool and bad at the same time. He knew about teats on a cow or a hog or a female dog but he had never thought about a female's breasts as tits. He liked saying it but he thought that perhaps that he would never say it to a girl because it was sort of a put down. "Breasts" was a much nicer word it seemed. Breast and pussy. Those words went together.Again he was brought back to the present conversation when he heard his sister's voice, more insistent now, asking, "So what did the two of you do in the woods?" Mike's mind raced. Did she already know? Had she somehow guessed that he and Eddy had done things to each other? How could she know unless she had been there herself or had something happen to her the same way? Mike now felt the best defense was a retreat. Another glance at his sister's chest and he started for the stairway. She immediately followed. She knew she was on to something because of the nervous way her brother was acting. "Mike!" She shouted after him as he started up the stairs taking two at a time with her close behind.Mike slammed into the door to his room throwing it open and spinning around to try and close it before his sister gained entrance. No luck. She was right on his heels and was behind him in the room by the time he turned. "Come on, what did you two do? Was there a girl there?""No." There was anger in Mike's voice. He felt pressure. Leslie noted the anger and was more convinced that something happened that Mike was afraid to tell her. She didn't really care what Mike did. The fact that he was in the company of Eddy when he did it was what interested her. She was fascinated by Eddy. He was really handsome. His Italian mother had passed her dark beauty to him. "We took a piss!" Her brother's voice went high and broke. "What?" "Yea, we took a piss. We both needed to go halfway here so we just turned off and kept going once we got started and then Eddy told me about the hideout and we went there to take a piss." The words had flooded out of Mike's mouth.Leslie had draped herself cross Mike's bed, on her back, with her arms behind her head resting on the pillow. Mike was now staring at her long slender legs. Her skin was so smooth. He wondered how it felt to touch. He moved to the side of the bed, dropped his loafers on the floor and sat on the edge facing her. He remembered what the guy had said in the ally today. "He had talked about how he got his hand on the girl's leg above her knee and then moved up to her pussy. He said when he got his hand on her thigh, "She was his! Those were his words." I kept rubbing the inside of her leg and working my way up to her pussy till I could touch it with my fingers. I had her pants off in five minutes after that," he said."Here was Leslie laying on his bed, long smooth legs slightly apart, staring at the ceiling and talking as if to herself. "You took your thing out in front of him?" "Sure." "Oh gross, you boys will do anything!" "Well why not Leslie? Boys all look the same and girls all look the same so what's the big deal?" Silence from the bed. Mike moved his hand slowly across the sheets the few inches between his little finger and her skin. It was she who shifted her position a bit and caused his hand to slide under the bend of her knee. He left it there, staring at it, thinking that all he had to do was raise his fingertips and he would be touching her on her thigh. He would be touching her bare skin. He wished he could figure out how to turn his hand palm upward and still be normal looking. He desperately wanted to touch her skin with his finger tips. He again felt that familiar trickle of sweat on his upper lip and the tingling in his own thighs.There was silence for a moment. Neither Mike nor Leslie wanting to end the conversation. Both of them on a personal journey of words and discovery yet disconnected from each other. Leslie's taunt young body was the object of Mike's fascination. Mike's trip to the woods with Eddy had a mystery about it that Leslie was sure was going to be very interesting. She didn't know why it all interested her so she just knew that something happened out there and she was going to find out what it was.Again she whispered, "So what happened out there? You pissed and what else? Are you telling me the truth that there was not a girl with you? Maybe that Sammoth girl. I heard she lets guys put their hands in her pants." Leslie giggled from embarrassing her own self with that revelation. "No kidding!?" Mike used the pretended shock of Leslie's revelation to move his hand decisively to the top of her kneecap. She gave a slight jerk when she felt his hand and then relaxed again. Mike was careful not let even the weight of his hand bring her attention to it's position."Did he see your thingy?" Blood raced. "Yea, I guess so." A long silence. Mike gathered his courage and moved his hand an inch up her leg. Leslie again jerked her knee and this time pulled her knee from under his hand. Mike gathered his resolve and returned his hand to her knee, this time a couple of inches higher than it was. "Mike!" Open resistance. Leslie pushed at his hand with her own. Mike refused to budge. He took the plunge. "Leslie, you're beautiful. Your legs are beautiful too. Your skin is beautiful. I'm not hurting anything. I just want to touch your leg. Ok?" Leslie's pushing hand relented. She listened intently to Mike's compliments and giggled."You wanna play, like a game?" She smiled and raised her eyebrows as she looked straight at Mike. "What kind of game?" He asked. "You tell me exactly what happened in the woods and I will let you move your hand up one inch for each question answered." "Deal!" It took Mike a split second to agree to the terms. He envisioned an afternoon of questions that would take his hand to that magic spot between her legs, her pussy. That's where the guy said you got your hand and the girl didn't have a chance. Mike was not to clear on what she didn't have a chance to do or what happened after that but he wanted desperately to get to that point and see.Leslie, on the other hand, was confident that she had control of the situation because she was the one who would control how many questions were asked and if the answer was acceptable."Ok, here we go," she breathed. "First question. Did he see your thing?" "Yes." Up an inch. Leslie took a deep breath for the next one. "Did you see his?" "Yes." Up another inch. Mike's arm was getting tired holding it straight out so he adjusted his position and ended up with his elbow between Leslie's legs and his hand up her thigh the two inches he had earned and a couple of more.She didn't act like she noticed. She absent mindedly brought her legs together a couple of times with her occasional squirming which allowed Mike to feel the warmth and softness of both legs from her knees down against his bare arm and shoulder. His loins quivered. He felt a feeling that he could only describe and "really sweet." Mike now found himself literally hugging Leslie's right leg with the palm of his hand against the velvety softness of her inner thigh. He loved her. She was his sister. He felt close to her emotionally. He knew that he would never do anything to hurt her but he had to explore his feelings and explore her body for as long and for as much as she would allow him. Leslie loved her brother. He was a giant nerd a lot of the time but he was kind to her. She had Sex Ed in school. She knew a little about boys and their urges. She didn't mind being a source of some comfort for her brother. She was also curious. She had heard the older girls talking about boys "cocks" and "pricks" as they described their size and how they felt and what the guys were trying to do with them.She had seen her brother in the bathroom once when his towel fell off as they were passing each other. He had that little thing between his legs that didn't seem much larger than the little peter on the five year old she baby sat. She had talked with her friends about what a boys peter should look like and she was taught about the ability of the peter to grow to several times it's size when it was "soft" as they put it. She was fascinated with the idea that she could make that happen.She had discovered her "spot" last year and she and her very best friend had talked about touching themselves to feel good. She wanted to touch that spot now. The warmth of her brother's bare arm between her legs and his hand on her inner thigh made her tingly down there. Maybe there was a way she could do it without him noticing. Leslie had pulled a coverlet over her bare legs when she first lay down and she had allowed her brother to slide his hand under the cover when he first sat down on the bed. Maybe he wouldn't be able to tell what her own hand was doing.She ever so slowly moved her left hand under the coverlet and into her lap. She placed her hand so that she could press down on her mons de venus. A trickle of electric shock went thru her as she first touched herself thru the material of her shorts. In the time it took Leslie to work thru these thoughts her brother's hand had moved another inch or so up her leg minis any questions."So what did he look like?" All of the questions were now being delivered in a soft voice. It seemed as if noise or a full voice would break the spell that one was weaving, not knowing that the other was just as busy doing the same thing."How do I know? It's like any boy. It's like me." Mike waited for his permission to move up another inch. "Like you? But he is older than you, a lot older. So there must be a difference." "He's bigger." Mike had to struggle a bit to admit the last. "What do you mean?" "He is bigger around and longer." His embarrassment at admitting indirectly to his smallness made him forget to move his hand."Ok, that's good for two questions." Leslie gently took her brother's fingertips and placed them at the point on her inner thigh where the tendon disappeared into her upper leg.Mike forced a deep breath inward as he felt the newness of her ever softening flesh under his fingertips.He remembered something else one of the guys said. He very slowly moved his fingers from side to side a couple of times. This movement brought a direct action from Leslie. She placed her hand on top of his to stop his movement. He was disappointed that she had stopped him but he was delighted to find that he was having so much of an effect on her. She had gasped again when he moved his fingertips against her skin. "How big are you?" The question was a bombshell! Everything was on the table. They had taken the conversation from indirect reference and third party to a very personal level.Mike stuttered, "I-I, uh, well about that long." He demonstrated, "That long..." with a display of his thumb and forefinger of his left hand. Needless to say there was a bit of exaggeration but then how would she ever know. His right was pressed hard against her leg with his fingertips now feeling the opening in the leg of her shorts. He had forgotten about the shorts. His spirits sank and his frustration rose as he realized that there was no way he was going to get past them. "Let me see it." Another level of shock. "No way!" "Why not?" "I don't know, just no way!" "Come on!" This time the words were emphasized by Leslie catching Mike's left hand in her right. "Take it out." "Oh jeezz Leslie! I ain't gonna do that." Mike pulled back to free his left hand. Leslie held tighter. "Wait a minute, wait a minute. Tell you what. Lay down beside me. We can cover up and you can close your eyes while I take just a peek. "Crap lesli..." in the middle of his protest Mike realized what a golden opportunity he was passing up. He needed to make it better for himself. "Ok deal except for one thing." "What?" "You let me see you and I let you see me." Leslie thought a moment. "Ok, under the covers. You unzip and I unzip." "Uhhh, no. that's not fair." "Why not?" "I am different. You can see all of me with my zipper down but I can't see all of you." Mike's hand had never left it's position on Leslie's leg. He was bound and determined not to lose any ground gained. He now put the position of his hand to use. He remembered her reaction to his caressing of her skin with his fingertips. He again allowed his fingertips to travel in little circles around the soft flesh of her inner thigh right at the edge of her shorts leg opening. He allowed his fingers to travel just another inch under the material. Leslie's breath again quickened and she was forced to squeeze her legs together to stop the motion of his hand and the feelings it was evoking."Ok." In a matter of fact voice Leslie announced. "You turn around and I will take off my shorts AND THATS ALL! Mike quickly agreed and turned his head hoping to keep his hand in play. Leslie pushed his hand away and positioned herself in the center of the coverlet. Every fiber of Mike's body was tuned to the action behind his back with the rustling of the coverlet and the rustling of clothes and the little grunts and sounds Leslie made as she squeezed her shorts over her thighs and off her legs. "Ok I'm ready, now you." "Turn your head." Leslie looked toward the wall and Mike stood long enough to jerk his pants to the floor and step out of them. He hesitated for a second or two and then his underwear followed.Mike moved very carefully under the coverlet making sure that his naked hips did not touch any part of Leslie. He wondered what her reaction would be when she found him completely naked under the covers. The thought of what was going to happen was causing shivers of pleasure to slide up and down his spine. His loins felt full and he felt like he needed to pee but not really. He just knew that he needed something, that there was pressure, a pressure he had never felt before. Leslie, having moved over in the bed to give her brother Mike room to lie down turned her head to the wall but managed to ease her eyes back jut enough to see the flash of her brother's bare ass as he turned to get under the covers. She knew when she put her hand there she was going to feel flesh. She was going to, for the firs time, touch a boy's body. She was going to see what a penis felt like.They both lay there, on their backs staring at the ceiling, neither speaking. finally Leslie spoke. "Ok you ready?" A faint, "Uh hu," was heard and then a deep swallow as the nerve generated saliva filled his mouth.The anticipation born form the realization that his sister's hand was making it's way under the cover toward his bare loins was breathtaking. The shock of her initial touch against his thigh took his breath. He was tuned with every fiber of his body to the gentle touch of her fingertips as they played across his lower belly and down to his crotch. Suddenly she had him. She was grasping his peter in her hand, exploring it's size and shape with her fingertips. He could feel the blood pumping into his appendage. He could feel it swelling until it began to hurt. 'Ohhh, it's growing!" She whispered. "Oh my god! It's huge!" Mike squeezed his eyes closed tight. His body was stiff as a bow string. She sensed it. "Relax Mikey. I'll be careful. I won't hurt you." She had not called him Mikey in a very long time. He liked it. He liked the feel of her hand caressing him. He kept his eyes closed as he felt the covers shifting and realized that she was putting her head under.Instinctively her hand began to move up and down. He could feel her breath on his bare belly as she moved her head close to him to better see this amazing appendage that swelled in her grasp and was now surging with every beat of his heart."Oh god sissy that feels so good, so good." Again a younger childhood pet name had popped out of his memory. Leslie hesitated while she positioned herself better to be more comfortable. "Don't stop! Oh god don't stop!" There was panic in his voice. He mistook her hesitation for stopping. He didn't know what was happening to his body but the sensations surging thru him were indescribable. His loins began to jerk and move in rhythm with the movement of her hand up and down his little shaft. She found that she could hold the shaft with three fingers and that he seemed to especially enjoy the sensation of her flicking the head of his penis with her thumb each time she pulled the skin to the top. Neither of them in their innocence knew where all of it was going. They just knew that they were getting and giving marvelous sensations that neither had ever experienced.Mike pumped his hips into her gripping hand and gasped for breath as the clear liquid of his first climax boiled from his swollen testicles up his shaft and spurted deliciously into the air soaking her hand and the tip of her nose. She licked at the tickling sensation of the liquid sliding down the tip of her nose and tasted the salt of her brother's sperm. She paused to evaluate the taste that filled her mouth. It was not unpleasant. She smiled and from either something she remembered in past girl/girl conversations or instinctively, somehow she knew. She tested this new sensation again, probing with her tongue and then allowed her lips to delicately cover the head of his throbbing cock. She slid gently down until she had all of his little peter in her warm mouth and began to systematically suck him dry.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 58 |
forloveofe06.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/forloveofe06.txt | Chapter 6 Monday morning... Eliza was humming to herself in the elevator as she rose to her office level, still buoyant after her weekend getaway with Kit. She pursed her lips and remembered just how thrilling the ride back had been, as her well-serviced pussy had been subjected to the throbbing vibration of the old V-Twin engine... she had come several times on the trip back down the tunnel and had apologized to Kit for the wet saddle after dismounting, much to his amusement. She decided that if there were to be a subsequent trip, she would carry something to avoid the situation, should it arise. As the elevator doors opened, Eliza strode confidently out and down the corridor to her receptionist's desk, where Suni, an attractive young man with cafe au lait skin, oversaw the extensive communications network of Eliza's company. Suni greeted Eliza in his soft Creole patois with Good day, miss. I hope you are well today. As always whenever I see your smiling face, Suni, she replied, cheerily. What is on the agenda today? You have a 9 o'clock with Billing, and a general staff meeting at 10:30; other than those, your day is the normal Monday...putting out the fires of the weekend break, Suni answered with a smile. Eliza grinned at the young man's soft accent; he pronounced 10:30 as ten-t'irty, and it never failed to make her smile. Well, then, said Eliza, looks as if it might be a sauna afternoon. Are you up for that, Suni? I think I could fit it into my hectic schedule, he replied with a mock frown. I'll just have to tell Condoleeza that I had to work late... He echoed Eliza's laugh with one of his own as he finally could not retain his straight face. Usual time?Be there or be square, Eliza responded, as she went through the big double doors into the main office, waving to the associates in The Pit as she went to her office. She tapped gently on Stephanie and Jackie's desks as she went by, letting them know by pre-arranged signal that the sauna was the place to be after work. The girls exchanged knowing looks and smiles after she passed; they had been wondering if her weekend had been a good one. Now they knew... Eliza kept the best for herself; she had prepared a surprise for the others that afternoon. She couldn't wait to see their faces when she sprung it on them. The day's meetings were spirited, as most Monday meetings were wont to be. Billing was not happy with Eliza's insistence on tighter control of Accounts Payable, and the general staff meeting was a bit frantic, as some departments' reports ran overly long. By the time the meeting wrapped up, lunch was long overdue. In the mad rush to the cafeteria, no one saw Eliza as she slipped back into her office to make a phone call to set up the surprise... Only a few minutes after 5:00, Eliza was bidding goodbye to staff members as they trailed out to go home. She caught the eyes of Jackie, Steph, and Jay, motioning with her head toward the hallway leading to the sauna. I am so looking forward to relaxing, she said as she led the others toward the locker rooms. There they met Suni, who was just making his way in from the reception area. He gave the girls a quick hug as they went to their respective locker rooms to disrobe. Suni's coming, too? asked Stephanie. I've not seen him use the sauna. Oh, yes, answered Eliza. Suni is a regular. He's just been recovering from a bout of the flu from last month. He hasn't been in since before you were hired, but today he'll join us. With that, she gave a subtle leer, causing the younger girl to blush furiously as they went into the locker room. Meanwhile, Jay and Suni were in the men's jakes, Jay inquiring as to Suni's health, and Suni assuring Jay that all was well now, when they heard a panel clang on the floor. Hello? Jay called, wondering just who could be in there with them. Just maintenance, answered a clear baritone voice. Adjusting the heat. There, all fixed. With that, around the corner of the row of lockers came a tall, grey-headed man, wearing maintenance-type clothing and wiping his hands on a shop towel. I'm Kit, by the way. You had a bit of a problem with the heat regulator in the sauna. Wouldn't want any of you to be baked overmuch. With that, he waved and left. Jay looked at Suni, shrugged his shoulders, and went through the door leading to the sauna, Suni following. As the boys entered the sauna, they were treated to the sight of the three ladies, already comfortably seated on different levels of the sauna seats. Stephanie still had a towel wrapped around her, even though it barely covered her ample bosom; Jackie and Eliza were sprawled on their benches, totally uncovered, comfortably nude, unaffected by the entrance of the two boys. After Jay sat down on the same bench as Stephanie, pecked her on the cheek, and unwrapped the towel from around his waist, she sighed, shook her head, and unwrapped her (too-small) towel, and settled back against the wooden backrest to absorb the heat. This is Suni, Eliza said to the girls, indicating the new (to them) arrival, and these delightful tidbits are Jackie, gesturing toward the uninhibited blonde, and Stephanie, inclining her head to the brunette, who was surreptitiously looking the new guy over. She caught herself and started to blush, which caused all to begin to laugh. Suni chose a place next to Eliza on a bench, and opened his towel to reveal a most remarkable sight; his cock must have been all of eight inches long, even though it was, at the moment, flaccid. This sight caused Jackie to drawl, To paraphrase Mother Eve, 'Just how big does that thing get, anyway?' at which all the girls dissolved in laughter. Jay and Suni exchanged a knowing glance. Suni replied, Guess that will be the first question to be answered, eh, Eliza? looking over at his boss who was sprawled on her bench in a pose of casual sensuality. Eliza shook her head, saying Nope; the first question is, 'Why isn't someone kissing ME?' With that, she reached out toward Stephanie, who eagerly took the hint, slid over to Eliza, and locked her up in a torrid embrace that drew wolf whistles from the boys. Meanwhile, Jackie had scooted over to Suni's side, looked a silent question, and receiving a nod, reached out to grasp Suni's cock in her hand. She looked at the impressive member, silently whistled, and bent down to take it in her warm, eager mouth. Suni groaned with pleasure, and shifted to allow her access to his balls as well. Jackie hummed happily, causing Suni's mouth to form a silent 'O' as she took him deeper into her mouth. Jackie shifted slightly, and suddenly, Suni's cock slid all the way into her mouth and throat until his balls were against her chin. Jackie continued to hum for a few seconds, then allowed Suni to slip from her throat so she could catch a breath. Wow, it just gets hard without getting any fatter, but it has to be almost a foot long, said Jackie, looking with wonder at the now erect organ in her hand. Well, not quite, said Suni, but it is a solid 9 inches when erect. Jackie was right; it hadn't gotten any fatter, but was a slim 9 inch cock, hard as a rock, and about an inch in diameter. She got a faraway look on her face, then looked at Suni. Would you mind, terribly, breaking in a virgin ass? I have always wanted to, but been afraid to do anal, but this looks as if it wouldn't tear me up. I know I just met you, but, since you ARE here... she said with a pleading look that made her appear to be much younger than she was. She took him in her mouth again, just to sweeten the deal. Suni laughed and said, Of course I would be delighted! That is, if you don't mind sharing... At Jackie's puzzled look, Suni gestured toward Jay, who was sliding over to where they were sitting. Jay has been a regular partner of mine for a couple of years now. We have developed a way of insuring that everyone is happy. With that, he leaned over and planted a kiss on Jay's willing mouth, as Jay reached down to Jackie's mound to find her wet and eager. Jay broke the kiss and helped Jackie onto her hands and knees. He then licked her rosebud, which caused her to squirm a bit. I think she will need a little lube, said Jay, to which Suni nodded assent. They looked to Eliza, who was by this time sitting up holding Stephanie in her arms as they both looked on. Eliza reached behind the top of the uppermost bench and brought out a bottle of olive oil. It's even pre-warmed, she said as she handed the bottle to Jay, who then poured a thin stream onto Jackie's bottom letting it slip between her cheeks. He then made sure that a fair portion was spread around her opening, as well as some inside to help with the entry. Then he got a generous palmful and slathered it onto Suni's cock with practiced ease, running his palm and fingers up and down until the thin cock gleamed. Then Jay held Jackie's cheeks apart as Suni positioned himself behind her. I'll let you set the pace, he said, as he placed the head of his cock against Jackie's sphincter. Once the head is in you take over. With that he gently, but surely, pushed against her ass until the head of his slim cock entered her ass with a motion so smooth that it was obvious that this was not Suni's first ass. O-O-OHHH! moaned Jackie, as she felt the cock slip in almost effortlessly. She paused a moment to adjust to the new sensation then slowly pushed back on the cock until it was in about halfway. Just let me hold it for a moment, she begged, as she shuddered a bit with passion. Oh, God! she moaned, as she experienced her first mini-orgasm with a cock in her ass. Suni could feel her anal sphincter clench his cock spasmodically as she came around it. Whoo-hoo, she said, now you can start to fuck my ass, Suni. You can do as you like with it now; I'm ready. Suni placed one hand on her ass and began to slowly slide his cock into her, inch by inch. When he had inserted more than seven inches into her ass, he began to slowly pump in and out, never quite removing his cock from her ass, but never quite inserting all, either. He stroked her at a slow rate, about three seconds to the thrust and two seconds to each withdrawal, deliciously slow. Jackie was beside herself, obviously enjoying this. Go faster! Deeper! Both! Jackie cried, as Suni complied with her request, grabbing her ass with both hands and plowing her in earnest. Before Jackie could catch her breath, Suni was pushing all 9 inches into her bum, and stroking her at a quicker and quicker pace. Suni settled down into a rhythm, finally, and that is when Jay showed Jackie what they had meant by 'sharing. As Suni was relentlessly fucking Jackie's ass, Jay slid underneath her and began licking her pussy. She moaned loudly and spread her knees further apart to allow Jay some more room. Jay began to attack her pussy, sliding his tongue up and down her slit, pausing to nibble on her clitoris, and then licking the shaft of Suni's cock as it slid in and out of Jackie's ass. Jackie responded by taking Jay's respectable 6¾ cock in her mouth, humming as she did. Marveling at the scene unfolding before them, Eliza and Stephanie were riveted on the trio; so much so that the door opening up didn't register at first. Only when a voice said, Is the heat okay? did they turn to look. Stephanie tried to cover herself, the trio was too involved to even notice, and Eliza held Stephanie's hands with her own as Kit stepped in, naked himself, and looked around with interest. So this is the Inner Sanctum, hmm? he asked Eliza, who invited him over with a head gesture. Eliza made the introductions; This is Stephanie, indicating the confused young woman in her arms, and those three are Jay, Suni and Jackie. Upon hearing their names, the boys looked up, nodded, and got back to work. Jackie didn't appear to notice, but then, she was rather busy... Pleased to meet you, Stephanie, said Kit as he took her hand in his. Don't mind me, I'm just visiting... got a rather curious invitation from your boss, there, he said, indicating Eliza, who was grinning from ear to ear at Stephanie's confusion, and at Kit's attempt to charm his way into her trust. She said that the heat was malfunctioning in this sauna, and that if I could fix it, I was invited to share sauna with her and friends. I guess that means you all, right? Stephanie was mesmerized at the sight of Kit's muscular body. She nodded slowly, never taking her eyes off the man's face, as if she was afraid to look elsewhere. Eliza broke the spell by briskly exclaiming, Then I can assume that the heat works properly, super? I wouldn't appreciate being left out in the cold, you know..., arching an expressive eyebrow as she spoke. Kit nodded, soberly, as he reached for the older woman, drawing her in for a kiss. It'll work as well as new. Just like the other equipment I brought, he said to Eliza, but taking Stephanie in with a glance. What equipment? the younger woman asked, finally finding her voice.Eliza gave a throaty chuckle. Oh, I'll be glad to show you, Steph; you will appreciate his 'equipment' as much as I do, I'm sure... With that, Eliza took Stephanie's hand and placed it on Kit's cock. Stephanie's eyes grew wide as she felt the warmth of Kit's organ in her hand. She looked down at Kit's slowly growing erection as her smile grew to match her eyes. Without another wasted moment, Stephanie bent down and took Kit in her mouth, all the way to the base in one hungry gulp. Kit looked over her luscious curves to meet Eliza's eyes which were crinkling with amusement. I told you she was delicious, Eliza said softly. She is my surprise to you, just as you are to the rest of these tasty youngsters. Enjoy! Over the next thirty minutes or so, Kit enjoyed the oral ministrations of both Stephanie and Eliza, and reciprocated with gusto. Stephanie found herself pushed right to the edge several times, as Kit skillfully kept her just short of an orgasm. The tension was almost to the point of being painful, when Kit took her over the top with a well-placed finger to her ass as he bit down on her clitoris. She moaned loudly, her voice ringing in the confines of the sauna as she spoke her passion in Gaelic. Meanwhile, Eliza wasn't loafing; she was suckling at Stephanie's breast and sliding her fingers in and out of her own pussy while Kit was servicing the young brunette. When Stephanie came, loudly, Eliza lifted her mouth from Steph's breast and took her mouth hungrily in her own as she helped the younger woman come down slowly from her orgasm. While she did this, Kit shifted his position and spread Stephanie's legs to allow him to place the head of his cock at the entrance to her steaming womanhood. He plunged in smoothly, all the way to the hilt, while Stephanie sharply inhaled. She returned her mouth to Eliza's as Kit started to pump strongly into her, breaking the kiss only to moan Kit's name, over and over. Eliza moved up to straddle Stephanie's head, leaning forward to kiss Kit as he relentlessly plowed the brunette. As she was lip locked with the seemingly tireless man, Eliza lowered herself slowly onto Stephanie's face, positioning her sex directly over the younger woman's mouth. Stephanie eagerly started to lick her pussy, frantically using her tongue at a pace that matched Kit's steady stroking. As the three of them found their rhythm, the other trio was coming to a climax as the two younger men were driving Jackie to a frenzy. By now, she had both cocks driving into her pliant body; one in her ass and one in her pussy. The boys had synchronized their motions, so that as one was withdrawing, the other was thrusting. Jackie was so stimulated that she was on the verge of losing consciousness, when the passionate assault suddenly stopped. She drew a ragged breath, looked around, and found that the boys had decided to change the game plan. Suni was kneeling with his ass in the air, and Jay was positioning his cock at Suni's rear. As he prepared to enter Suni, Suni was pulling Jackie's hips toward him, and leaning down, extended the longest tongue Jackie had ever seen into her pussy. My God, he's reaching into my womb! she thought, as she felt Suni's tongue reach places seldom reached even by most cocks. While she was enjoying this attention, she noticed that Jay was sliding smoothly in and out of Suni's ass, and that Suni's remarkable cock was once more at rigid attention. Jackie tapped Suni on the shoulder, and when he looked up, motioned that she was going to slide under him. Suni lifted his torso up far enough to allow Jackie to reverse her position and slide under him, placing her head under his hips and allowing him access to her pussy once more. Suni resumed his lingual exploration of her pussy, and Jackie returned the favor, taking his cock in her mouth and sliding it down her throat. She then gave Suni the same humming treatment she had given him earlier. Suni began to lick deeper and deeper into Jackie's pussy, and began to pump slightly into her mouth in sync with Jay's thrusting into him. Jackie reached up and began to tickle Jay's balls, then pushed a finger into Jay's ass. That proved to be the kicker, as Jay began to thrust hard into Suni and obviously began to come. This, in turn, triggered Suni's orgasm; he began to shudder and pumped shot after shot of creamy semen into Jackie's waiting mouth. However, he didn't let up the oral attention he was lavishing on her pussy; indeed, he stepped up, taking her clit in his teeth and gently biting. At this, Jackie joined the two boys in the winner's circle, exploding in a toe-clenching, heel-drumming, back-arching orgasm that left her totally limp. Jay collapsed onto Sunis back, and then rolled off onto the bench as Suni carefully withdrew from Jackies mouth and lay beside her, exhausted. They looked over to the others just in time to see Stephanie curl her toes, hard, as she shrieked, the sound muffled by the older womans pussy which was firmly planted on Stephanies mouth. Stephanie wrapped her legs around Kits hips, driving him onward toward his own release which was closely followed by Elizas. As they collapsed in a heap, trying to catch their breath, Stephanie got the giggles. As she tried in vain to stop laughing, the others started to laugh, too, as the general feeling of ecstasy gave way to hilarity at the situation... after all, how many companies had this kind of fringe benefits? Kit was just shaking his head at the idea of co-workers who got along with each other to this extent; the casual way they fell into liaisons and the selfless way the dynamics changed with no hurt feelings. He was somewhat surprised at himself, as he felt no jealousy as regarded Eliza, even though they were seeing each other outside of a work situation. After reflecting, he realized that she had so much love and affection to give, he should not begrudge her sharing it with close friends. He had realized upon entering the sauna that these youngsters were close friends; he had almost felt like an outsider trying to horn in, until Eliza had pushed Stephanie on him. He hoped that Stephanie was okay with that; he would hate to have been taken as an aggressor, when he was nothing of the sort. His fears were soon set finally to rest, when Jackie crawled over to him, climbed onto him and began to kiss him deeply. As his cock began to stir sluggishly, Jackie reached down to grasp him in her hand as she offered him one of her perfect 32B breasts. As he began to suck on her little red nipple, he felt her hand return to his chest, and another hand on his cock, placing it at the entrance to Jackies waiting pussy. As she settled down on his cock with a sigh, Kit looked down to see Suni grinning at him as he withdrew his hand from Kits cock. Just lending a hand, Suni said, with that delightful Creole accent. Yours seemed a bit occupied. Well, you can occupy yours right over here, mister, directed Eliza, reaching for Suni. You, too, Jay; Im feeling a bit empty at the moment. You boys know what to do. At that, both of the younger men practically leaped over to comply with their boss request. With a minimum of playful shoving, they arranged themselves with Jay under Eliza, his cock in her ass, and Suni sliding his long cock into her pussy. They quickly set a steady pumping, one in, one out, as they each picked a breast to suck or tickle. Jay soon transferred his right hand to Elizas clit, rubbing it in small circles as Suni pistoned in and out of her pussy while Jay slowly pumped her ass with his shorter, but thicker organ. It didnt take long for Eliza to reach a blissful orgasm, and the clenching of her pelvic muscles made it impossible for the boys to resist theirs. This time, they were not simultaneous; Eliza came first, followed closely by Jay. As he was slowing down from his orgasm, Suni was still holding a steady rhythm for a few moments, until he withdrew to spray his surprisingly still impressive amount of semen over both his partners. Geez, man, how often can you do that? Id have been emptied for a week if I came as much as you do. Damn... said Jay, with an expression of wonder. I dont really know; Ive never tried to find the limit, replied Suni. E, how long can we stay here? Maybe we can find out... Hold on, mister, interrupted Eliza. Some of us are not ready for a marathon. Uhhm, E, interjected Stephanie, coyly, do no be hasty. I ha developed a taste for these things, indicating the men in the room, or more specifically, their cocks. Im no sure that Im quite ready to surrender, just yet. At that, the pretty brunette blushed madly, causing all the rest to break up in laughter. Kit surprised everyone there by beginning to hum O Flower of Scotland, and then was surprised in turn when Jay and Suni both began singing the words (slightly off-key in Sunis case) along with him. This tribute caused Stephanie to blush even more, all the way to her delightful nipples, which had instantly crinkled. Eliza rolled her eyes at Kit and the boys. Honestly, you are all doomed by Adams curse! I can see that therell be no gainsaying you, will there? With that, she leaned over Jay and began to lick Sunis cum off of his smooth, lean chest. Uumm, tasty! she said, noticing that his flaccid cock instantly began to rise to the occasion, as it were. Adams curse, indeed! she muttered, in between licks. Thats the second time Ive heard ye mention Adams Curse, E...whas that? Stephanie said dreamily, as Kit and Jackie each began to stoke her milk-white skin. I thought I had told you that joke, Steph...OH! Eliza said, twitching as Suni rubbed the tip of his still-stiff cock against her swollen pussy lips. Wait just a second, Suni. I cant properly tell this if you are doing THAT! With that, Suni grinned and stopped moving, but still left the tip of his cock against her clit. Thank you, sweetie. Where was I... oh, yes... it seems that after Adam and Eve had eaten of the forbidden fruit... that sound familiar? ...the angel of God came and drove them out of the Garden of Eden, but not before delivering Eve the famous lecture; you know, the one about, in pain shall ye bear children, and the bit about the serpent, you shall tread upon the serpent, and the serpent shall strike at your heel... yada, yada, yada... Adam was off to one side, smirking and giggling at Eve being lectured. The angel looked over at Adam and said, Just wait, boy, Ive got news for you, too. Ive got good news, and Ive got bad news. Adam immediately perked up and said, Whats the good news? The angel replied, Good news is, you get both a brain and a penis. Adam thought for a bit and then asked, Good enough; whats the bad news, then? The angel shook his head, and replied disgustedly, You only get blood flow to one at a time. THATS what I meant by Adams Curse. The others, who had been following the story with interest, were caught off-guard by the punch line. They were silent, open-mouthed, for a heartbeat or three, then all dissolved in a chorus of groans, titters, and giggles, all except for Kit, who laughed whole-heartedly; after all, he was the one who had told that joke to Eliza on the first day they were together, back in her apartment, when she had made a similar observation about his single-mindedness in bed. He caught Elizas eye with a smile, and shook his head. Children... he said, noticing, not for the first time, that he and Eliza were the only bodies in the room that were old enough to have seen not only Woodstock, but the beginning of the space race. Oh well, he thought to himself, I guess you can teach a young dog old tricks, observing Suni as he burrowed his head in between Stephanies thighs and bean to gently nibble on her labia. Jackie crawled over to Eliza and kissed her passionately on the lips, then knee-walked up and turned around facing Elizas feet until her own labia were positioned right above the older womans face. Please, E? she begged, as she looked down her belly at her boss face. Youve not tasted me, yet, and I need you to so badly! She settled down onto Elizas face as E placed her hands on the younger womans hips to draw her close. When she felt Elizas tongue against her pussy, Jackie leaned forward to kiss Suni, who had begun a gentle stroking into Elizas pussy once more. As their tongues began a gentle duel, Kit reached out and gathered them both into an embrace, saying, Thats the ticket... variety! At a tap on his shoulder, Kit looked around to see Jay and Stephanie looking at him with an expectant look. Kit laughed again, and turned to hug both of them together. When they broke the hug, He asked them, All right, children, whats your pleasure? Stephanie replied, Heads or tails? Kit answered, Both! At her puzzled look, he lay down, pulled her up to his head, began to kiss her bare pussy, and indicated to Jay that he had drawn tails. He was only mildly surprised when he felt Jays mouth on his cock; he had figured out that Jay was equally at home both ways. He was, however, a little more surprised when, after having been brought to a full erection, he then felt Jays mouth leave his cock, only to be replaced by an orifice that was not as wet and much tighter. Before he could say anything, however, he felt a tight pop and his cock was in. He thought to himself Variety, indeed... as he felt Jay begin to move up and down around his cock. Old dogs and new tricks... was the last thought he had as he devoted himself to his partners pleasure...To be continued... |
sharingkim.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/64/sharingkim.txt | Author's note: The attached work of fiction is intended to be entertainment for adults in locations in which it is legal. If it is illegal in your location, DO NOT read. ***Kim and I had discussed almost everything since we started dating. We hadn't discussed Dave yet. Dave was my best friend, my very best friend. He always had been; he always would be. I expected Kim to be faithful to me. Except for Dave. I expected her to fuck Dave anytime he asked. I don't mean lie there. I mean happily and enthusiastically fuck his eyes out. That wouldn't be easy for Kim, but it was very important to me. Now that we 'd agreed to marry, we had to discuss it. Fortunately, she brought up fidelity as we sat facing each other on the couch. Our knees were touching. Her hand stroked mine as they lay on the couch back. "I want to talk about something very important to me, Jason. We've discussed it before, but I want to talk about it again," she said softly. Her tone instantly put me on alert. "What's that, baby?" I asked innocently. "Fidelity." "It's very important to me, too," I answered. "Good. I know you're much more sexually experienced then I am." She looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say something. I didn't utter a peep. Her brow wrinkled. "I want to know you'll be faithful to me." She leaned forward when she said "know". The word was drawn out. "I've said I'd be faithful, and I will." "I know, but the way you said it made me wonder. I don't think you'd lie, but it's important." "Yes, it's very important. I won't live with you fucking around." Her hand pulled back. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes flared. "Me? You don't have to worry about me. I haven't screwed half the women in town. I mean half the men. You know what I mean." "You weren't a virgin when we met." "You're my third man. My first was in college. He got me drunk, so drunk I don't remember it. Chet was the second. He doesn't count." "Why doesn't he?" "Oh for Pete's sake, Jason. Don't change the subject." "I'm not changing the subject. Even if Chet doesn't count, people change. You might be tempted to play around." "Never! How could you suggest that?" "Will you be faithful, Kim?" She looked me square in the eye. Her face was a picture of sincerity. "Of course I'll be faithful. Will you?" "Yes. I'll be faithful to you." Head on my shoulder, arms around me, she pressed into me. Her scent filled my nose. "You don't know how happy that makes me," she whispered in my ear. "I'd like to define faithful." Her body became rigid. Slowly, she pushed back to look me in the eye. "I know the meaning," she said flatly. "This time it has a special meaning. A meaning that applies just to us." She slid away from me and smoothed her skirt. She searched for and removed imaginary lint to give herself time to think. "What does it mean?" "Look at me, Kim." Her expression was somewhere between panic and anger. "Well, what does it mean?" Her tone was even; her vocal cords tight as a kite string. "It means I won't have sex with any other women except Dave's women." She looked me right in the eye. She was red faced. I tried to appear relaxed, but my stomach was doing cartwheels. "Dave? Dave? Oh, your friend. The one you're always talking about, but I've never met because he lives in Russia." "Yes. That Dave." "You're going to have sex with his... what did you say? His women?" "Yes." She was redder when she spoke, but their was a cockiness in her voice. "Well, what's sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander. I'll have sex with Dave." "Yes, you will. I insist on it." She looked confused and her hands trembled. She fought to regain her equilibrium. "Insist on it? You're going to insist I let your friend have sex with me? Are you mad?" "No, I'm not mad, Kim. I want you to fuck him until he can't walk, not just let him have sex with you." She gasped for breath and her hands clenched. When she responded, the lid came off the pressure cooker. "You may not be mad, but I am. I'm very mad. As in angry. As in pissed off! Really pissed off! I'll decide later if we're still engaged. I'm leaving!" She jumped to her feet and stormed toward the door. "Wait, Kim." She spun to glare at me. Her hands were by her sides, fists clenched in little balls. "What could you possibly say that would keep me from leaving?" "This is your apartment," I replied with a grin. Unfortunately, that made her angrier. "Get out!" she screamed, pointing toward the door. As I walked by, I reached for her. She backed up, her arms crossed under her breasts. I took her in my arms. It took a few minutes, but finally she put her arms around me and lay her head on my chest. She responded when I kissed her, but she gave me a dirty look. "We're still engaged. I want to marry you, Kim. Call me when you're ready to talk." "Just get out," she replied. Her tone was low and she looked away from me. At home, I fell into bed. Sleep was sporadic and light. It was three A.M. when the doorbell rang. When I opened the door, Kim stood there looking forlorn. Her eyes were puffy and red, the lids swollen from crying. She fell into my arms. "Oh, Jason," she whimpered. "Just hold me." We sat on the couch, holding each other. The crying tapered off, the tension eased. "I don't understand what you said," she said. "Dave's my friend. I want you to have sex with him." "I'm not a whore, Jason." "Dave's not going to pay you." "I'm not a slut either." "I don't want you to be a slut. I want you as you are: loving, fun, ladylike, and very faithful, except I define faithful as having sex with me and with Dave." "I don't understand. My head aches. Can we go to bed and talk about this in the morning?" I thought she would be up all night asking questions, but she was exhausted. After two aspirin and a double shot of vodka, she curled up in the crook of my arm and slept like a log. I wish I'd slept as well. When I awakened in the morning, she was on her side sleeping peacefully. I love Kim. She's smart, sweet and loving. She'll be an excellent mother. She has a beautiful face, a delightful body. Sexually, we fit together like hand in glove. She's conservative in public. She dresses demurely, acts ladylike, and is above reproach. In private, she's a wild woman. No inhibitions. No reserve. She wasn't always that way. She's perfect for me. Most importantly, she loves me with all her heart. Many women have wanted to marry me, but I've only proposed to one. Kim. She's the one I want to marry. I'd been reading and sipping coffee for about twenty minutes when she came out of the bedroom naked, which she always is when we're alone. She walked sensually toward me, leaned over to kiss me and murmured, "Let's go back to bed." I followed the sway of her wonderful ass back into the bedroom. "Come fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard," she whispered as she opened her legs wantonly. She was hot and squirming, sweating and needy as we spent the morning in my bed. I feared she'd hold back because of the Dave issue. She didn't. She was the same sexy, delightful Kim. Dave wasn't mentioned again until Sunday night. Kim cooked a wonderful dinner. We finished eating, did the dishes and poured some wine. After we sat on her couch, she reopened the subject. "Tell me about Dave." "What do you want to know?" I was excited she asked, but tried not to show it. "I'm trying to understand why the man I love, the man I want to marry, would insist I have sex with a friend of his I've never met." "We're best friends. We've been best friends since the second grade." "I have a best friend, too. Elizabeth. She'll be my maid of honor. I haven't suggested you have sex with her." I grinned. "I'm not going to suggest it either," she snapped. "I didn't expect you to." "You didn't answer me." "Dave and I are different, I guess." "I guess you are," she replied. She looked away, seeing something I couldn't see. I waited patiently. "Have you shared other women with Dave?" she asked. "Yes. Most of them." "Like who?" "What do you mean?" "Jason, give me an example." "The first was Susy Simpson," I said. "We were in the ninth grade, both fifteen. Susy was seventeen. I was a virgin then. When Dave told me he was fucking her, I was jealous. Are you sure you want to hear this?" "Yes. I've never asked you about other women. I'm curious. Go on." "Anyway, Susy was a wet dream: senior cheerleader, big breasts, all that. Dave was the up and coming football star. One night at his house, Dave had me hide in his closet. I watched as he fucked her. Then I fucked her, too." "Poor Susy. I bet she was mortified." "Susy? Mortified? No way. Susy loved it. When she got hot, she was long and slow to cool down. She fucked Dave again, then I went back for a second time." "She sounds like a slut." "She definitely is." "Is that what you want me to be?" "No, Kim, I don't. I've told you this, but let me tell you again so there'll be no mistake. I want you to be faithful. If you're unfaithful, I'll divorce you." Her eyes burned into me. "But. But! There's a big, unsaid 'but' there! But - you define faithful as having sex with you and with Dave. Is that right?" "Yes. With me and with Dave." "You and Dave only or are there others?" "No others. Just me and Dave." "What about Dave's wife? What does she think of this?" "She's all for it. Emily's a sexy woman." "You've had sex with her?" "Yes. Many times. Dave fucked her on their first date. He shared her on their third." "On their first date? Isn't that... loose?" "You told me you would've fucked me on the first date if I'd asked. Remember?" She looked guilty as charged and gave me a shy little smile. "Is she better in bed then I am?" she asked quietly. "Of course not. You're the best ever. You're very special, Kim." "Special? So special you want to share me?" "So special I want to marry you. No one's ever been that special to me." "Marry me and share me with Dave? It doesn't make sense." "It makes perfect sense to me. Dave and I have always shared our women." "Shared our women? What are we - power tools?" "You power my tool," I replied with a grin. A sexy grin flashed across her face before she returned to inquisitive mode, with a steely quietness. "Have there been 'special' women who said 'no', Jason?" "You're the only special woman I've ever known, Kim." "I'm glad to hear that, but let me ask the question another way. Have any women told you 'no' when you wanted them to sleep with Dave?" "Yes." She looked exasperated by my answer. "Well, what happened?" "We broke up." "If I say 'no', you'll break up with me? Is that it? Sleeping with Dave is a condition of our marriage?" "Wait a minute! I never proposed to any of those other women. I never proposed to anyone but you." I was shaking, fearing she might ask the question I suddenly realized I didn't want to answer: the question I didn't know if I could answer. Will you break up with me? Would I? It was easy with the others. Yes. I broke up with them. But with Kim? Would I break up with her? Did sharing her with Dave mean that much to me? What about her? Would she break up with me if I insisted she fuck Dave? She went into the kitchen, returned with the wine bottle and refilled our glasses. She took a deep breath and sat down again. "Well then. Dave shares Emily with you and you get his... did you say 'women'?" "Yes. Dave and Emily usually have another woman living with them." "Why?" "It gives Dave two, and Dave and Emily share the other woman. She's bisexual." "Bisexual! You want me to have sex with Emily?" "No." "Oh, good." "You can if you like. It's up to you." "I'm glad something's up to me," she snapped. Her mind was whirring. She had a cockiness in her voice when she spoke again, as if she thought she had found the lever to rip away my insistence about Dave. "What if I want to see you and Dave have sex?" "All right. So you can experience watching it." Her mouth hung open. "Emily wants to see that, too." "You've had sex with Dave?" she gasped. "When we were kids experimenting. That was the only time. It was a turnoff for both of us." "Good God," she muttered. She went to the bathroom. When she returned, she 'd changed into a bathrobe. She said, "Let's watch a movie. How about 'Sleepless in Seattle'?" "That's fine with me," I answered. She put on the movie and curled up next to me. We've started 'Sleepless' a dozen times. We've finished it once. The credits were on when I kissed her. I don't remember the movie after that. We made love on the couch. We didn't discuss Dave for the next couple of weeks. I brought the subject up again the night she wanted final approval of the wedding invitations. "Before we send these out, we need to finish our discussion about Dave," I said. Kim had that sure, complacent expression women get when they think they're right. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. "Oh, Jason. I know that was a test to see if I might be unfaithful. I know you didn't really want me to agree." "You're wrong, Kim. I want you to agree. You'll fuck Dave." "No, I won't, Jason. I won't have sex with Dave." "Yes you will," I replied evenly. "And if I don't?" she said, her arms crossed, her eyes ablaze. "Will you leave me?" She tried to look cock sure, but fear was obvious in her eyes. She'd asked "the" question. Would I leave her? I'd thought long and hard about it since the last time we talked. "No, Kim. I won't leave you." Tension fell away and a tear appeared in the corner of her eye. She looked reassured and pleased. I held her hand and waited. A smug smile crossed her face and she pulled her hand away. "Well then, there's not a lot you can do about it if I don't." "Yes, I can. I'll make you have sex with him." "What? How could you?" "I'll tie you to the bed." "You wouldn't." "I would." "I'll fight you." "I'm stronger." "I'll lock my legs together!" "I'll hold them open for him." "I'm sure Dave's much more of a gentleman than you are. He wouldn't take me when he saw I didn't want it." "Dave's no gentleman. When he saw that delicious body of yours naked and tied to a bed, he'd fuck you until you couldn't walk. But - if he stopped, I'd guide his cock to your pussy and shove on his ass until he was buried in you." "You don't mean it! Do you?" "What do you think?" What did she think? Hell! What did I think? I'd told other woman they'd fuck Dave. All but a few did. The ones that did loved it. But... but why was I confused? Words and emotions at an impasse, we stared at each other. I broke the silence. I had to. It was eating me up. "Shall we finalize the invitations?" "Of course," she replied. Kim and I married in a medium size ceremony in her hometown. We hadn't discussed Dave again. When we opened the beautiful wedding present he and Emily sent, there had been thirty seconds of questioning stares, but no discussion. Our marriage exceeded my dreams. Kim was a wonderful wife. Our life together, including sex, kept getting better and better. Six months after we married, Dave e-mailed me. His annual vacation was coming up. He suggested we get together for a week in Jamaica. I decided the direct approach was the best way to broach it with Kim. "How about a week in Jamaica?" "Jamaica? That sounds great," she replied. "What's the occasion?" "Dave and Emily are coming from Russia. We'll vacation together." She froze. When she finally moved, she sat down and took my hand in hers. "Do you still want me to have sex with Dave?" "Yes." "Why?" Why did I? Why? What was there about it? What is it about sharing your wife with another man? I'd made videos of Kim and me fucking, so it wasn't that. Or was it? Videos aren't real life. They're not three dimensional with the sounds and heat and nuances of real sex. With Susy, it was adolescent horniness and experimentation. With Sandy, Susy's little sister, it was bonding by taking a virgin together. Don't feel sorry for her. It was her idea we do it. With Mary Elizabeth, it was retaliation when she tried to come between us. Most of the others were just good fun and we often had sex with them two on one. Emily was different. Her love of sex was as great as ours, maybe greater, and she was a true bisexual, enjoying both sexes equally. Was it some deep, biological need: male bonding, primate troop, alpha male and all that? I didn't consider Dave my alpha. We were equals. Was it a sharing from the caveman days? Allocation of valuable, but limited resources? Or was it part of the man to women relationship? Like maybe a control issue? Me Tarzan, you Jane. You fuck him 'cause I say so. You fuck no one else 'cause I say that, too. What in holy hell was it? "I don't know, but I do." "I don't want to have sex with Dave," she said. Curious? For the first time, she said "I don't want to" rather than "I won' t." "But will you?" "I don't want anyone but you, Jason. I'm your wife. I love you." The next two months flew as we prepared for vacation. Kim dieted and enrolled in an aerobics glass. I thought her body was perfect, but, like most women, she wanted it to be better. I'll admit her dedication did have wonderful results. Kim didn't seem apprehensive. She appeared excited about the vacation, but we didn't discuss Dave. Vacation day arrived. The flight was electric. After clearing customs in Kingston, a cab drove us to the beach house we rented. The house door flew open. Dave and Emily came out. Kim sized them up as she waited for me to hug them and make introductions. I'm five eleven, one hundred and seventy-five pounds. Kim's five four. Dave's six three with wide shoulders and a big, happy grin. Emily's my height, but all woman on an Amazon scale. The ladies graciously murmured hellos and politely touched cheeks. When I introduced Dave, he reached for her, probably planning to wrap her in a bear hug and give her a healthy kiss. Kim stepped back, hands in front of her. He grinned and kissed the back of her hand. They led us to the private deck on the beach side for drinks and catching up on each other's lives. We'd been outside about ten minutes when the door to the house opened. Kim gasped when she turned around to see. I gasped, too, when I looked. A woman was walking toward us. She was about five feet tall, blonde hair cut in a pixie style, big brown eyes and lips of medium thickness. She looked like a gymnast, with strong arms and legs and a six pack stomach, except her breasts were larger than most gymnasts I'd seen. It was easy to evaluate her physically. She was naked. With the grace of an athlete and the poise of a woman who likes people watching her, she walked to Dave. "Let me introduce Svetlana. Lana for short. She lives with Emily and me." Lana extended her hand to shake. Kim acted like Lana's handshake was a hot potato. Lana's eyes twinkled as she curled up in Dave's lap like a kitten. She was silent as we talked, but those big eyes took in everything. I wondered how much English she understood. Kim hadn't looked at her; I couldn't take my eyes off her. The intensity of her expression drew me as much as her delightful nakedness. Dave said she was eighteen, only four years younger than Kim and seven years younger than the rest of us. While Dave and Emily were comfortably dressed, Kim and I hadn't changed from our travel clothes. I was about to suggest changing when Lana sat up and stretched. She arched her back. Her high, firm breasts stuck straight out. Her nipples, like dusky pointers, aimed directly at Kim. Kim froze and her eyes widened. "You're both good looking. Do you like sex?" Lana asked in her heavy accent. "Yes," Kim whispered, turning a bright red. Lana grinned devilishly. "Is he good in bed?" Kim's mouth fell open and quivered a moment. She fired me a glance before answering. "Yes, he's very good," she replied with a possessive intensity. Lana blatantly stared at me, her eyes resting on my cock. She slipped off Dave's lap with the grace of a jungle cat easing down a tree. "Let's get some sun," she said. She turned and walked away. "Sun! Good idea," Dave chimed in. They slipped out of their T-shirt and shorts. Neither wore underclothes. Kim couldn't take her eyes off Dave's cock. She turned red, but she couldn't turn away as if it cast a spell on her. When Emily led Dave toward the beach, Kim looked at me. I was surprised. There was no embarrassment etched on her face. There was desire and insecurity. "Let's get some sun. Want to go in the buff?" I asked. "No. I brought a new suit to wear." I waited as she changed. Hand in hand, we strolled to the beach. Two empty loungers by the others were for us. When I lay down, Dave said, "Lana, help our guest with his sun protection." Lana knelt beside me, squeezed zinc oxide on her palm and applied it to my cock. She didn't look at me. She looked at my rapidly hardening member. "You have a nice cock. You don't want it sunburned," she said softly as she kneaded the white paste into me. Then her hand became for pleasure rather then protection. She slowly masturbated me with zinc oxide as I lay in the sun on a Jamaican beach. She was good, keeping even pressure and a steady rhythm. Kim was watching. When she realized what Lana was doing, she knelt by me. "I'll do it," she said. Lana let go and Kim took over. As I felt Kim's slow, slippery hand on my cock, I watched her face. Her eyes darted back and forth. They came to rest on Dave's cock, then flitted up the beach. Her hand trembled on my cock and she stopped. "Don't stop," I moaned. When I saw a couple down the beach was watching us, I realized Kim's problem. No one had ever watched her in any kind of sexual activity, yet she was beating off her husband while they observed. "That's okay. We'll finish later inside," I said, my hand over hers. She gave me a very grateful smile and quickly lay face down on the lounger. I lay my head back and closed my eyes. I did love Kim. While I thought I wanted to share her with Dave, I wanted more for her to be happy and our life together to be wonderful. I thought about us as I lay in the sun. "Time to go, big guy," Dave said, playfully swatting my arm. The sun had moved only a little, but I could feel its heat in my body. Kim was on her stomach. Her eyes were wide open looking at me. Dave started toward the house with Emily and Lana. "Come on, baby. Let's shower and change," I said, offering a hand to help her up. She took my hand, but refused to look me in the eye. In silence, we walked back to the house. The water was hot when Kim stepped into the shower beside me. I turned it off and lathered her with the wash gel. She babbled, like a boiler when the release valve opens. Her eyes burned into me when I washed between her legs. "Okay. Your turn," I said. I poured gel in her palm. Slowly, she washed me. Her babbling ceased as she caressed my body which she knew so well. She was behind me when she lathered my cock. It was instantly hard which was not surprising considering how many hands had been busy on it. Kim pressed herself into me. "Jason, let's fuck. You and me. Now," she whispered as her hand slipped back and forth. I faced her and she trapped my cock between her thighs. Her face was easy to read. Kim wanted to be fucked. Her hips were moving and her pussy rode on a sea of lather on the top of my cock. "Do you want me to fuck you, or Dave?" I asked. "You. Only you," she whispered, but a wild uncertainty flickered for an instant in her eyes. "You better get that lather off him," I said with a grin. The biting spray flushed away the soap. She whimpered as I pushed her back against the shower wall. Arms around my neck, she lifted herself and wrapped her legs around me. I guided my cock to her pussy. "Oh, god, yes, Jason," she moaned as she lowered herself until I was buried in her. Her head was back, her eyes closed. The water beat down on her hair. Her legs tightened and relaxed moving her up and down on my cock. "This feels so good, baby. I love fucking you. I love it more than anything," she whispered in my ear. I cupped her ass in my hands and lifted her off me. "Don't stop," she said before she realized I was heading for the bed. I threw her on her back. She laughed and spread wide. "Come on. Stick it in me," she demanded. I plowed into her. She wrapped her legs around me and held on. I love fucking Kim. Her pussy's tight and wet. She's hot and sweaty and active and talkative. The talking's babbling sometimes, or moaning. It's always noises of pleasure. She thrust hard against me, meeting me stroke for stroke as she mumbled in my ear. She orgasms with abandon. Her first one, which came quickly, was accompanied by a high shriek. She was on her way to a second when she squealed and shoved me away. I couldn't stop. I came, shooting my load on her stomach. She wasn't looking at me. She was staring open-mouthed over my shoulder. I turned to see Emily wearing a big smile and nothing else. "It's a shame to waste all that good cum," Emily said. Kim was still, as if tied in place by invisible Lilliputians. She turned beet red from head to toe and her muscles twitched, but she didn't move or speak as Emily licked my cum from her stomach. When Emily was finished, she kissed Kim lightly on the top edge of her black bush. The two women stared at each other until Emily squeezed Kim's thigh lovingly. Kim smiled shyly. "Dave bought us matching outfits, Kim," Emily said. "I left yours on the chair. He wants us to go without underwear. See you two later." She closed the door behind her. Kim ran for the protection of the shower. When I rejoined her, tears were in her eyes. She lunged, wrapping me in a bear hug. I waited for her to speak. "I'm not going to fuck Dave. You go ahead with Emily and Lana. Enjoy them. I understand, but I don't want Dave." I kissed her hard and long as the water washed over us. I turned it off and we started drying each other. "Did you hear me? I'm not going to do it." "I heard you. Relax. It's going to be okay. I love you," I said. "I love you more than you know." "I love you, too. I love you so much. I'm scared - so very, very scared - I'll do something to damage what we have. I don't want anything to come between us. Please! Tell me everything'll be all right." "Everything'll be fine," I replied lovingly and wrapped my arms around her. The outfit Emily left was red cotton. The top was like a cropped T-shirt, ending below the breasts. The bottom was a wrap around skirt with an imbedded rope belt. It came to mid thigh. Kim stared at it. I had on my shorts and shirt before she looked at me. "Without underwear?" she asked. "That's what Dave likes," I replied. "You want me to do what Dave likes?" "What have I told you?" "Tell me again. Please." "Do what Dave likes," I said. I gave her a kiss and joined the others. When Kim joined us, she was braless and her magnificent breasts bounced in unfettered glory. I wondered if she wore panties. A taxi took us down the beach a few miles to a nice restaurant. A steel band was playing and people were dancing. The wine and food were good. Kim set next to Dave, with Emily on his right and Lana on Kim's left. Dave performed his best seduction routine: funny, masculine, but innocent in a devilish way. Kim was responding. She continually sent me questioning looks seeking my approval. When I danced with Lana, she was Mercury in my arms. I danced with Emily next. She's a foot taller and more substantial than Lana, but light as a feather. Kim danced the first two with Dave. I'd watched them. No doubt there was a lot of body contact. I'd seen Dave's hand all over her back, including feeling that great ass of hers. She was relieved when I asked her to dance. "Your friend's trying to seduce me," she said, crushing herself against me. "How's he doing?" I said with a laugh. "It's not funny! Jason, I. Oh, damn! See that big guy over there, the one with the chubby red head?" "Yes." "I think I'll go ask him if he wants to fuck." A bolt of jealous rage went through me. My whole body tightened and shook. Kim felt it. Then she felt me yank her against me, holding her hard enough to make her gasp for breath. "What's wrong?" she asked. "You know damn good and well what's wrong. You fuck someone else and I'll divorce you. Mention it again and I'll spank you until you can't sit down for a week," I said angrily. The surprise of her face was replaced by a warm, gentle expression and a devilish twinkle. "You're jealous, aren't you? You want me to fuck Dave, but you're jealous of everyone else." "Be quiet and dance." "My, my. Jason the Jealous. That sheds a new light on things." I shoved her head against my shoulder. She wrapped her arms around my waist and crushed her body to mine. We finished the dance without speaking. By the time the music ended, I was back under control. I didn't understand the jealous rage either, but it was there and it was substantial. When we returned to the table, Emily said she was ready to go. The cab returning us was smaller than the one which brought us. There was room for only three people. Dave, Emily and I sat on the seat. Lana slipped in and curled up in my lap. Kim had a decision to make. Did she get on Dave's lap or Emily's? She finally took a very deep breath. She seemed to hold it as she climbed in Dave's lap. The cab began bumping down the road. I put my hand on Lana's thigh. It was hot, muscular yet soft. As I slipped my hand up her leg, she kissed me. "No," Kim said sharply. I stopped and looked at her. She was speaking to Dave. His right hand was between her legs. He was holding her left arm behind her. Her right hand was on his wrist trying to stop him. I could see the tendons move in his arm. "You're wearing panties," he said. "That's a bad girl, Kim. I said no panties." "Please, Dave," Kim moaned. "They're dripping wet. Where did the wetness come from, Kim? Do you want to be fucked?" "No," she whispered. She was looking in his eyes. "Want me to finger you, Kim?" She didn't answer. His hand moved again. Kim emitted a strangled "aarrrgh". Her mouth hung open. The smell of pussy filled the little cab. The driver was going crazy trying to see what was happening in the back seat. "What do you want, Kim?" Dave asked. "Please," Kim moaned. "Please what?" "Stop," she gasped. He let her go. She shook and slumped against him. Her face was blank. Emily's hand was inside the leg of my shorts, playing with my cock. I stopped her. I didn't want to come yet. Everyone except Kim was headed for the door when I exited the cab. She sagged against me, letting me help her into our room where she collapsed on the bed. "Did you orgasm from Dave's finger?" I asked. "No," she replied. She was sitting on the edge of the bed looking at the floor. I cupped her chin and raised her head to look at me. "That's the first time you've lied to me. Don't ever do it again, Kim," I said sternly. "Is there something you want to say?" "Yes, I lied. I'm sorry I did it, Jason, but... I didn't want you to think I got pleasure from Dave." "Why not? I want you to enjoy him. I plan to enjoy Lana tonight." "If that's what you want, go ahead, but how about me? I'd like to have sex, too." "You'll be with Dave." "No," she said. I didn't say anything. She was waiting, waiting for me to say what she wanted to hear. Her shoulders were tense. She was still. I slipped my shorts off. My cock ached. It'd been hard for some time. "All right. You don't have to have sex with Dave. It's your decision." Her head snapped up. She was stunned with a slack jawed, blank eyed expression. "That's what you want, isn't it?" She couldn't speak. She just stared at me. "Isn't that what you want?" "I want you to know I love you more than anything. I want you to be secure in that love." "I am, but what do you want?" "I want to please you. I'm so desperately afraid you'll be mad at me. I'm so frightened something'll change what I have with you." "But part of you wants him. Part of you wants to jump on your back and spread your legs for him." "Of course not." "And the part that's the ladylike Kim won't let the bad-girl Kim say it." "There's no bad-girl Kim. There's nothing to say." Dave charged through the door with Emily and Lana right behind him. All three were naked. "Why are you still dressed?" Dave said to Kim. When Kim backed away, I grabbed her wrists and leveraged her arms straight behind her. When she looked at me over her shoulder, her eyes were alive with excitement. She didn't struggle. She waited for Dave to come to her. Dave took Kim's head in his hand and pulled her to him. He kissed her hard and long. His other hand massaged her breasts, which are very sensitive. Kim moaned and her arms went limp in my hands, her hips started to move. "Do you want me, Kim?" he said softly. Her arms tightened again. She twisted, trying to break my hold for the first time. "No," she said unconvincingly. "Okay," Dave replied with a grin. "Say, Jason, is Lana going to spend the night with you?" Kim was dumbfounded. She stood rooted in place, trying to figure out what was happening. "Of course," I replied with a laugh. "Good," Lana said. Lana pulled back the covers, flopped on the beds with legs splayed and patted the spot beside her. Dave and Emily wished us sweet dreams as they left. "Get undressed and join us," I said to Kim as I lay down by Lana. Lana engulfed me with her hot, wet mouth. I felt her tongue on the underside. Lana loved doing it and it showed. Kim loved doing it, too. She always had, to my infinite pleasure. Kim watched her man's cock going in and out of the mouth of this young Russian girl intent on pleasing him. Absentmindedly, she began to rotate a nipple between her fingers. Lust filled her face. I pride myself on lasting a long time, but it had been a day filled with sexual tension. I needed to cum. Lana licked and kissed her way up my body, ending astride. She grinned down at me as she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. Her pussy quivered on my cock head as I started in. I felt her spasm over and over until her pubis was against mine and she stopped. "Move," I moaned. "No. You don't need to cum, do you?" she asked teasingly. I flipped her on her back. Her eyes were wide with delight as I pounded into her, pounded over and over, as hard, as fast, as I could. "Fuck me, fuck me! So strong," she murmured in my ear. I groaned loudly when I exploded in her. She laughed and her pussy spasmed, milking me. When I recovered, and it was a while, Kim was gone. Quietly, I slipped out of bed. The main room was lit only by moonlight filtering through the uncurtained windows. I heard Kim groan. Her soft voice floated to me from the couch. "Fuck me, Dave." This is it! I thought. She's doing it. She's fucking Dave. My heart raced. My cock hardened. I'd been waiting for this. Waiting for my wife to fuck my best friend. I had to see! I took a step. It hit me again. Jealousy. A rage of harsh jealousy. I felt my adrenalin pumping and sweat pouring from me. I'll kill them both, I thought. Like a cat, I snuck to the couch. Kim's eyes were closed. One hand was massaging a breast. The other was between her legs. She groaned again as her body shook. She'd called his name. She'd masturbated while thinking of Dave. My emotions at that instant were different then I expected. I felt very proprietary toward Kim, very possessive and protective. I'd shared every other women with Dave. Everyone. But never Kim, who is the one woman I wanted to share my life. I'd never shared my wife. My wife. Mine! It hit me like a brick. That was the difference. Finally, I knew what I wanted. I wanted her to fuck him, but I wanted Dave and her both to know she was mine. Mine. Not ours. Not his. Mine. When I slipped my arms under her to lift her up, she squealed in surprise. "Oh my god, how long were you there?" she asked as I lifted her in the air. "Please, Jason, tell me. How long?" "Be quiet. You shouldn't have left my bed," I said as I carried her toward the bedroom. "You heard me, didn't you? Jason! I love you! Only you, Jason!" I dropped her on the bed. Lana grinned broadly and moved over to give us room. Kim looked horrified as I unwrapped her skirt and removed her top. I ripped the cum soaked panties off her. Her smell filled the air. "I love you, Jason," Kim sobbed. "I love you, too, and I'm going to fuck you to oblivion," I replied as I crawled between her legs. So hot and slick! Her body was so hot and slick. Her pussy was a sea of hot, viscous love I slammed into as hard as I could. My hands dug into her shoulders. Her legs scissored around my waist. "Fuck me, lover. Fuck me so good. So good! I need it! I need you fucking me," she barked as I plunged harder and harder. She was very ready. Her masturbating hadn't relieved her tension an iota. I felt the subtle signs, heard her breathing change. She screamed when she came. Harder! I fucked her harder. She came again and again. "More! More!" she whispered. More she got! My legs spasmed, pain shooting through my ass to my brain. I wanted to hold out forever, but I knew it wouldn't be much longer. Nails dug into my back. She groaned like a dying animal as she crushed my ribs with her legs. She arched, raising us both off the mattress. A giggle. She collapsed and I exploded, filling her with seed. My body crushed her into the mattress. I pinned her hands over her head and pulled her head back, exposing her throat. I gave her a hickey. Not a small one. A large one. On the left side in front. She was startled at first. When she realized what I was doing, she relaxed and let me have my way. I took my time. I sucked until it was the size of a grapefruit and purple in color. It was very visible. I knew exactly what it meant and so did she. I was an animal. A male animal. She was my female. I staked my territory. I marked her with my sign. This female was mine! "Hey! Wake up!" Someone was shaking my foot. I opened my eyes with a squint to see Emily grinning down at me. "Everyone's ready to eat! Come on!" I quickly showered, slipped on shorts without underwear and a top. They were already eating when I sat down at the table. "Good morning, Jason," Kim said coquettishly. Her eyes gleamed as she kissed me hotly. I expected the hickey to be an embarrassment to her. I expected to find her in a high top or to have covered it with makeup. I was wrong. She was in the top and wraparound Dave had bought for her. She displayed the hickey proudly as if she'd won a medal. Huge and multicolored, it could be seen a mile away. Conversation was animated. We were going into Kingston to shop. The women hurriedly did the dishes, finishing as the cab honked its horn. They grabbed their purses and started toward the door. "Wait a minute," Dave said. "Where're you going?" They stopped and stared at him. "Pussy check," he said with a grin. Emily laughed and raised her skirt to reveal her thick bush. She wore no underwear. Lana also was pantieless. Holding her skirt hem, Kim looked at me. I nodded and she raised the skirt for Dave's inspection. "Unh, unh. No panties allowed. Come here, woman." Kim didn't move. I put a hand on her back and gently nudged her toward him. She didn't resist, but she stopped moving to him unless I pushed. She quivered when he pulled her panties down. Dave stood and kissed her hard as his hand massaged her pussy. "Today's the day I fuck you, Kim," he said as he released her. "No," she replied softly. When she turned to me, her expression made me shake like I had palsy. Shopping was fun. The five of us laughed as we wandered through the small shops. Three scantily clad attractive women drew more than a few stares. Their movements were sensual, their faces hot. They enjoyed the men looking, but when Kim thought the appraisals were too strong, she answered by taking my hand and turning to flash the mark I'd made on her. One time, there was wild happiness in her eyes when three young men whistled at them. "Would you like me to fuck one of them?" Kim whispered in my ear. I gave her a nasty look and walked away. She slipped in front of me and blocked my path. Her eyes were alive as she held onto my shirt. "Will I get spanked for mentioning it?" I tried to move around her, but she wrapped her arms around my waist, holding on like a leech. "Well? Will I? I hope so. It'll show me you love me, but why would you get mad? I know. Because I'm your wife. I belong to you. The thought of me with any other man - except Dave - drives you nuts." "You're right. Your mine. And Dave's." "No. Yours alone. If I go to Dave, it'll be because you insisted. No matter how hot I may be, or how much I want some other man, I'd never do it voluntarily. I'd never hurt you and I wouldn't risk losing you." "What's so secretive?" Emily asked interrupting us. We returned to the beach house after lunch to eat, sun and nap. My nap was with a happy and playful naked Kim in my arms. We dined at a different restaurant that night. The women wore dresses rather than Dave's outfit, but they were naked underneath. Dave and I danced with all three of them and fought off other men trying to pick off the spare woman. We had a wonderful time and laughed as we rode home. After Kim and I entered our bedroom, I closed the door behind us. She made sure I was watching her as she unzipped her dress and gracefully stepped out of it. She was wearing only thigh high stockings, low heels and a big hickey on her neck. "Ready to fuck Dave?" I asked. "I told you that I don't want Dave," she replied. "I've told you I want you to do it, but that it's your decision." "I've told you I'm not going to do it voluntarily." "Kim, what would you do if you were me?" I asked. "I'm not you." "If you were?" "I'm not. Anyway, I'm not sure what's in your mind. I don't think you're sure about it. I don't think you really know if you want to share me with Dave. All those other women you shared without a doubt. You broke up with the ones who wouldn't do it. But - with me - you're not sure. Am I right?" "That's possible," I answered ducking a direct response. I already knew the answer. "That makes me feel very special, and you marked me as yours." "I love you. I don't want to make you do something you don't want to do." "I love you, too. I don't want to do something to make you angry or to hurt you. I'm afraid of damaging our relationship." "What would you do?" "Jason, I don't want to lose you." "You're not going to lose me. Answer the question." "All right. Theoretically. If I were the man, and I really meant it when told my wife to have sex with my friend, and she refused... " Her eyes were bright with an intensity I'd never seen from her. Her body was tense, every sense on alert. "....I'd keep the promise I made." "What promise?" I asked. "The promise made the night wedding invitations were selected." I remembered that promise and grinned broadly. She turned a bright red, but didn't look away. "I love you, Jason. I love you with all my heart," she said tenderly. "I love you, too," I replied. "Finish undressing. I'll be back in a minute." I had a nice visit with Dave and his ladies. Fortunately, he had brought the toys I needed. Kim was pacing the floor when I returned. She was shaking a little, but her eyes were bright and eager. "What are those things?" she asked. "Restraints. Lay back." As I fastened the restraint around her wrist, she said softly, "Tell me you love me." "I love you, Kim. I always have. I always will." "I love you, too. Are you really going to do this?" "Yes." "I'm not sure I believe you, but if you are, please, Jason, do me one favor." "What?" "No foreplay. Just do it." Tears filled her eyes and slipped down her cheeks as I fastened her arms to headboard. They were tears of excitement, of sexual need, tinged with fear I really was playing a game with her. Her skin was a hot pink. Her nipples were a rose-colored granite. Her pussy lips were bloated and slick. I pulled her legs back and tied them wide and open. She was pulling to test her bondage when Dave, Emily and Lana entered the room. They were naked. Dave's cock bounced in front of him, hard and straight. Kim raised her head to stare at it. I don't think she saw anything else. Lana sat on the bed by me and Emily set up a video camera. Dave stood over Kim. "Ready to fuck, Kim?" Dave said with a smile. "No, Dave," she replied. She looked at me to make sure I'd heard her. "You still don't believe I'm going to share you with Dave, do you?" I said. "No." "Come here, Dave," I said patting the bed between Kim's legs. As he knee-walked over her, his cock bounced against her pubis. She couldn't help herself. She moaned and raised her pelvis to get him in her. Startled, she jerked back. She looked frightened as she stared into my face. "It's okay. Remember - I said to fuck him eagerly and happily. You're going to fuck Dave now, Kim. I guiding his cock to your pussy. There. Feel him lodged in your opening? I'm rubbing his cock on your pussy lips. Feel it? My hand's on his ass now. I'm pushing him into you." Every muscle in her hard body was tight, ass raised in the air, arms corded, as she pulled against the ropes. Her mouth was open. She didn't blink. She was a statue except for the muscles in her stomach and ass, which clinched and unclinched with every millimeter of his progress into her. Dave stopped and waited when his pubis touched hers. Kim hadn't moved. She exhaled slowly. Quickly, I yanked the velcro, releasing her restraints. Her head turned toward me, eyes staring and unbelieving. "You did it. He's in me. He's in me all the way," she whispered. "Fuck him! Fuck him now!" Kim screamed as her legs flew down, jamming her heels into the bed. Her arms wrapped around Dave and she lifted him in the air. "Holy shit," Dave murmured. Kim's face contorted. She emitted a high-pitched screech as her first orgasm ripped through her. Dave started pounding her as if his life depended on it. Kim fucked him back with every stroke. They were doing it! My wife and my best friend! They were fucking! And I was inches away watching them! I heard a moan behind me. Emily shoved Lana on her back and buried her face in her pussy. Lana wrapped those strong legs around Emily's head and thrust against her. "More, more," Kim said. She was fucking him back hard. Teeth gritted, she hung on by her nails. Dave's back was torn with droplets of blood oozing from him. That's it, baby, I thought. Fuck him like he's never been fucked in his life. "Harder, Dave! Fuck me harder!" Whirling Dervishes! Mad dogs! That's how they were! Muscles straining. Breath heavy! I was stroking my cock as I lay by them. The smell! The heat! It was overpowering - the experience that blew my mind. "Now! Now! Goddamn it, now!" Kim screamed. Dave couldn't hold back. His ass jumped. He groaned loudly. Kim's nails dug into his ass and held him to her. "Oh, God! Oh, God! Yes! Yes!" Her face was anguish. Her body was rigid. Her eyes rolled back in her head as Dave collapsed on her. The bed moved. Lana and Emily slipped behind me and Emily kissed me. I could taste Lana's juices on her. My cock was hard. I really needed to cum. Kim was trapped under Dave, his dead weight pinning her to the bed. Her head was toward me. "Let me take care of that," Emily whispered, dragging her nails down my shaft. "No," Kim mumbled. "No." She was too tired to move, but she fought to speak. "Mark me with it." "What?" I asked. "Cum on my face, Jason." Kim said. "Mark me with your cum to show I'm yours." That started it. Just her words. I felt the tingles, the tightness. I stuck my cock in her face and groaned as squirt after squirt covered her face and hair. She smiled feeling its sticky weight. "Jason's," Kim mumbled as she passed out. I looked at my sweet wife laying there with her face covered in my cum and my best friend splayed on top of her. As I collapsed by her, I was as happy as I'd ever been. My cock started to soften, but Emily had other ideas. She rolled Dave off Kim. Kim blinked up at her through her cum covered eyes. "May we?" Emily asked very softly. Kim nodded and smiled. Her hand sought mine. I squeezed back. Emily mounted me. Her thick bristle rubbing against my cock made him respond despite the tremendous release only a minute ago. Lana was over Kim like a cat, licking all the cum from her. I swear Lana was purring. I started to roll Emily over, but she stopped me. "Let me do this, Jason," she said. I wasn't strong enough to overcome her if I wanted to, which I didn't. Emily's tight pussy moved slowly up and down. Her breasts swayed enticingly above me. Kim moaned. I saw Lana sucking on her nipples before slipping down to suck Dave's cum out of her. When Lana's tongue flicked her clit, Kim groaned. A shock went through her as she orgasmed again. Emily whimpered and started to move faster. She was starting to boil. I boiled with her. I awakened the next morning about daybreak. Kim was curled up against me with her leg over mine and her head on my chest. I slid out of bed to go pee. Kim was right behind me. "Want to go back to bed?" I asked. "No. I want to talk," she answered. I led her out the back toward the beach. Was it just yesterday she wouldn't go to the beach without a suit? Now she was going naked and obviously well fucked with dried saliva and cum on her face and body. We held hands as we walked. The day was already warm. No one else was up at this hour. We walked some distance without speaking and started back. "Is everything all right?" she asked softly. "Yes, very much all right. How about you?" She grinned. "You know the answer to that. I loved it." Her expression became serious. "I was afraid you'd be angry with me. I couldn't believe you'd really share me." "You wanted him from the start, didn't you?" "No, not from the start." "You're playing games." "All right. I'll be honest. When you mentioned it, I was horrified, but as I thought about, it intrigued me. By the time we married, I knew I'd fuck Dave if you insisted and I hoped you'd insist. But - I was going to make sure, really sure, that's what you wanted before I said or did anything." She stopped in front of me and wrapped her arms around me. "Don't you see, Jason? Don't you understand? I could live the rest of my life with no other man - only you, but the idea of another man was very exciting to me. When you shoved him in me, I couldn't believe it, but I loved it." "Would you fuck someone else if I asked you to do it?" "Please don't ask me. If you do, I'd tell you no and I'll mean it." She kissed me very softly. "Look, Jason, with Dave, we both wanted me to do it, but with any others, the jealousy would tear us apart. Now. You be honest with me." "It wasn't like I imagined. I've never been jealous before, never in my life. When you teased about fucking that guy with the red head, I went nuts. You're right about the jealousy." "But with Dave... ?" "No jealousy. It was a real turn on for me, but, Kim, there won't be any others." "That's just the way I want it. Just you. Only you... and Dave only if you tell me to do it." Her eyes were bright and happy. "Say, that hickey looks particularly big and purple in the sunlight. I hope it goes away before we get home," I said. "I don't. I like people to know I'm your woman." "Hum. Maybe I should mark you permanently." "All right. If you want to." We kissed softly and gently. The waves lapped at the beach. Sea gulls cawed overhead. The sun was starting to warm us as we walked back toward the house. All was right in our world. ***** Epilogue "Should I wear panties, Jason," Kim asked with a smile on her face. She was naked. Except for white irregular shapes around her pussy where the zinc oxide had been, she was brown as a berry. She hadn't worn panties or much of anything else for the entire vacation. "No panties," I replied with a grin. "Oh, my. What'd the people at the office say?" She slipped into a sundress, added thigh high stockings and heels. We were going home. Vacation was over. After dropping our bags on the front porch, I went to the back porch for one last visit. It'd been a wonderful week. Kim released the sexual power inside her. Lana and Emily had, too. Dave and I were looking forward to going back to work. They almost fucked us to death. "I have a sister in St. Petersburg," Lana said. "She'd love to come in America if she had an arrangement like I do." "That's come to America," I replied with a laugh. Lana may have meant it the way it was said. We were talking about our plans to visit Moscow in the spring when the taxi sounded its horn. When the plane was airborne, Kim asked for a blanket. She spread it over both of us and curled toward me. She guided my hand to her bare leg and began stroking my cock through my trousers. "I know you love me. I still don't understand why you wanted Dave to have me." "I'm not sure of that myself, but I did. God, I loved watching you with him. You were so hot." "Well, you can watch all you want with the videos Emily made. With those and the videos you made of us, I'm having quite a film career." She laughed. Her hand had been busy under the blanket. After all the fucking during the vacation I thought I'd never say this again, but I was horny as hell. "Can you be satisfied with one man when we get back?" I asked. She smiled lovingly. "I know now why you asked my if I'd always be faithful. Things do change. I loved all the sex this week, with you and Dave, and with Emily and Lana, too, which surprised me. But - I'm still Kim, your wife. I'll be faithful to you, Jason. Not you and Dave, but you. Don't ever worry about that." "What part did you like best?" I asked. "Your marking me. The hickey. Cumming on my face with another man in me. That passiveness. That fierce, demanding ownership." We kissed again. "Do you plan on marking me when we get home?" "Yes. I was trying to decide between piercing and a tattoo." "What? I was thinking of a nice gold necklace with your initial dangling from it, or an anklet." "Maybe that, too, but the others have a lot of appeal." She looked at me intently before deciding I might be teasing. "Whatever you want, baby. I'm yours." "And I'm yours," I replied before I kissed her. She was radiant, but a devilish look came into her eye. "Say. We're not halfway home yet so we're still on vacation. Want to slip back to the bathroom and join the mile-high club?" The End Please give me your comments: ezriter@hotmail.com |
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seduced.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/seduced.txt | Jut like every morning for the last five years he awoke alone to the ringing of the alarm clock. He mindlessly followed the same routine; shower, shave, get dressed, have breakfast, then off to work. On the drive to his job he had the same fantasy. His boss was a very mature woman but was very, very hot. She never wore pants to work. She managed to dress both businesslike and sexy at the same time. I would watch her walk around the office; I would sneak quick glances at her firm, round, ass. I was sure that if she caught me I would get fired at the least.I circled the garage until I found a space in a dimly lit corner. As I stepped out of the car I realized that I had a full blown hard-on from thinking about Ms. Jones my boss. I adjusted my cock so it ran down the left side of my pants and walked to the stairway. When I stepped out of the stairs I noticed that Ms. Jones had just pulled in. She opened her door and stepped out with one foot just as I was passing. Her skirt had slid up her legs and when I looked over she had one foot out of her car and her legs open fairly wide. She was turned the other way like she was looking for something. My eyes worked their way up the inside of her thighs and when they came to the top they almost popped out of his head. His boss wasnt wearing panties and he was looking right at her completely shaved pussy!He was so lost in what he was seeing that he didnt realize Ms. Jones had turned around. When he looked up she was looking right in his eyes. For what seemed like forever she just stared and didnt say a word. "So now you know that your boss doesnt wear panties," she said. He tried to apologize but she stopped him. "Did you like what you saw?" Even though she had turned around and caught him looking she hadnt closed her legs. Then she looked down at the obvious bulge in his crotch. "From what I can see it looks like you did," said softly. The she looked back in his eyes and gave him a slight smile. She got out of her car and walked over to him. "Youd better not tell anyone what you just saw." As she walked by him her hip brushed softly against his cock. "MMMMmmmm," she purred, and walked away. He stood there totally shocked at what had just happened. Walking through the large office to his desk he could feel the eyes of a couple of the secretaries on the bulge in his pants as he went passed their desks. He finally got to his little cubicle and settled in behind his desk. His cock was throbbing in his pants and he gave it a quick rub before trying to get to work. His computer had messages so he went on to check his mail. There was only one message and it was from his boss. It was marked, confidential. He looked around to make sure nobody was around then opened it up. "I want to see you in my office right away," was all it said. He deleted the message and shut the computer. As he walked down the hall he figured that she decided to fire him after all. When he got to the secretaries desk he was told to have a seat. He sat there for almost ten minutes trying to hide what was going on in his pants. He was finally told to go in and he took a deep breath as he walked through the door. "Have a seat," she ordered. I sat down and she walked around me to the door. I heard the click of the lock then the sound of her high heels as she walked back to her desk. Leaning against the front of the desk in front of me she leaned back and pressed the intercom button. "I want absolutely no interruptions," she barked into the mic. Then she sat on the desk crossed leg in front of my face. "I thought about what happened in the garage," she began. "I really dont know if I can trust you." He started to try to reassure her but she stopped him. "Talk is cheap. I need a guarantee." She uncrossed her legs and crossed them the other way. When she did I caught a quick glimpse of her slit. "If you want to keep working here then youll have to agree to do what ever I tell you to." He quickly accepted her terms and wondered what she was thinking. Her eyes fell to his crotch. "I want to see whats making that bulge in your pants." He just stood there dumbfounded. "Im waiting," she demanded. His hands fumbled with his zipper as he slid it down. His hand found his cock and he slowly pulled it free. When he took his hand away it stood straight out and pulsed. He was standing in his bosss office with his throbbing cock sticking straight out in front of him. The fantasy of fucking her had been one he had over and over for a very long time and in his mind he knew exactly what he would do. This was very different. She was the one that was in control and although he wanted to just bend her over her desk and slam his cock into her he couldnt, and he was as nervous as a teenage school boy. She uncrossed her legs and sat in front of him with her legs parted starring at his cock. "I bet youve stroked that monster and fantasized about me quite a few times havent you," she asked. He couldnt speak so he just nodded. "I thought so. Show me how you did it," she ordered. He reached down and started slowly stroking himself. "Do it nice and slow and youd better not cum until I tell you to," she told him. In spite of his fear he stood there slowly jerking off in front of his boss. She spread her legs wider and slid her skirt all the way up. He tried not to look but his eyes kept finding their way to her shaved pussy. "Go ahead and look," she told him. Then she slid her finger along the lips and put it in his mouth. "Does it taste as good as it looks?" Again he could only nod. "Why dont you get a good taste," she said as she grabbed his head and pulled his face between her legs. "I want you to eat my pussy and make me cum, and youd better do a good job," she warned him.She tasted sweeter than he ever dreamed she would and he started licking and sucking her cunt in earnest. His mouth moved from her lips to her clit and she moaned as he sucked it into his mouth and swirled his tongue over it. He was on his knees in front of her and she had her legs wrapped around his head. Her moans grew louder as her worked at her soaking wet pussy. She started rolling her hips and grinding her pussy hard against his mouth. She was breathing hard and he could tell she was going to cum soon. All at once she grabbed the back of his head and pulled his face hard into her cunt. Her body spasmed as her orgasm swept over her. When she was finished she pulled his face away by his hair. He looked up at her and she had a satisfied smile on her face. "You were very, very, good so I think you deserve a little reward," she whispered. "I want you to take off your pants and go sit in my chair." He walked around the desk, dropped his pants, and sat down in the big leather chair. It felt cool against his ass. Slowly she got off the desk and walked over to him. She knelt down and gently circled the head of his cock with her luscious lips. "No matter what I do youd better not cum until I give you permission," she again warned him. As her warm mouth slid over the length of his cock he almost exploded. He tried to think of anything to keep from cumming and the more she licked and sucked the harder it became to hold back. All of a sudden she spit his cock out of her mouth. She stood up and looked him straight in the eyes. "I wasnt going to do this but I havent been fucked in almost two months," she growled. "Im going to bend over this desk, and when I do I want you to fuck me long and hard." Once again she warned him that he better not cum until she gave him permission. She hiked her skirt up to her hips and bent over her desk. He stood there for a couple of seconds and looked at her firm, round ass. Many nights he lay on his bed alone and fantasized about this while stroking himself to orgasm and now there was his boss telling him to fuck her. Very slowly he slid the swollen head of his cock along the wet lips of her slit. He had thought about this for so long and now he wanted to savor every moment. He watched as his long thick cock disappeared into her. She exhaled sharply as it hit bottom. At first he didnt move and she started trying to roll her hips but he had her pinned. He decided it was time to take control. He grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her. She started to protest and reminded him that this was her office and she was in charge. "Not anymore," he growled in her ear. "Im going to fuck you any way I want to and there isnt a fucking thing you can do about it." She tried to buck him off of her but he was too strong.A feeling of power swept over him. He pressed her down on her desk so she couldnt move and slowly slid almost all of his cock out of her. When the head of his cock was just inside the lips of her soaking wet cunt he paused for a second then slammed every inch back into her as hard as he could. She moaned loudly and once again tried to break free. Again he slid out of her slowly then slammed back in. A little at a time she stopped fighting him and soon she was rolling her hips to meet his thrusts. "Do you like getting fucked this way," he asked. "Youve been strutting around the office and teasing me for a long time and now Im going to fuck you like a whore and I bet youll love every minute of it."Now he was fucking his boss as hard as he could. She had completely stopped fighting and was fucking him back just as hard. She came over and over and couldnt stop moaning. He knew he couldnt hold back much longer but she didnt want to cum in her pussy. "Do you like being fucked like a whore?" he asked her."Yes," she hissed. He fucked her a little longer and when he couldnt hold back any longer he slid his cock out of her. Before she could say or do anything he pulled her off the desk and forced her to her knees in front of him. As she opened her mouth to protest he shoved his cock almost down her throat. "Swallow it all you fucking cock teasing slut," he growled as he pumped what seemed like gallons of cum down her throat. He decided to pull out of her mouth just before he was done and squirted the last few drops on her face.He stepped back and looked at the droplets of his cum dripping down his bosses face. "How does it feel to be used like a whore Ms. Jones," he asked sarcastically? At first she just looked up at him and didnt say a word. Slowly she stood up and adjusted her skirt then took a tissue from the box on her desk to wipe her face. It took her several minutes to regain her composure. "Ive never been treated like that in my whole life," she started. "I feel cheap and used." The next thing she said took him completely by surprise. She leaned close to him and whispered in his ear, "I have never been fucked so good in my whole life." Then she asked me to leave.When I walked past her secretary she gave me a big smile. "The intercom was on the whole time and I heard everything that went on in there," she said. Then she handed me a piece of paper with her phone number on it. "Give me a call; I wouldnt mind being taken care of like that." I smiled back at her and walked over to my desk. My boss didnt leave her office for the rest of the day.When I got to work the next day I sat at my desk and went right to work. In a few minutes my phone rang. It was my boss. "I want you in my office right away," she purred. And so this became my daily routine. She would call me in every morning to fuck her. I used to think that fantasies never came true but I believe it now.END |
cuckclub2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/51/cuckclub2.txt | Rick's eyes were focused on the stage where the spot light shinned on the floor. People were starting to quiet down after clapping and giving a loud cheer when the lights dimmed a minute ago.The spot light moved toward the center of the stage. The large bed had been removed and replaced with a smaller bed. It was draped with red satin sheets and pillows. Everyone gasped as two figures appeared out of the dark. It was Jen holding hands with a tall black man. Rick's eyes were glued on his wife as he checked out her outfit. She was dressed in a tiny black skin tight dress with nothing more then a pair of black heels. Rick didn't recognize the black man who was dressed in a shinny white satin robe.Jen was holding the black guys hand as if for comfort from the eyes that were starring at her out from the dark arena. Jen appeared to lose her balance for a moment as the black man held onto her hand and kept her from falling.Rick thought it might have been the heels at first but noticed that Jen's eyes looked a little glazed and knew from experience that she was either drunk or high on something.Rick kept watching as the black guy leaned over and whispered something to Jen then placed his lips over her lips as she seemed to accept his tongue for an open mouthed kiss.The black guy let go of Jen's hand and circled his arm around her waist as they continued kissing. He seemed to be holding her from falling as she put her hand on his stomach and sucked on his tongue.The sound of Jen's heels clicked on the floor as she lost her balance again and they stopped kissing for a brief moment. The sudden move of her body caused her breasts to jiggle under the thin black dress making the men in the audience hoot and whistle. The black guy was talking in a low voice to Jen as she starred into his eyes. Jen finally nodded her head as she smiled at the black man. Jen started to untie the strap of his rob as the people in the audience began to whisper again.Jen appeared to be on a mission as she opened the rob revealing one of the largest black cocks that Rick ever saw. It was long and thick and curved downward. The black guy kept his arm around her waist keeping her from falling as she tried to take his robe off his shoulders and gently gave it a tug until it slipped down his back.His skin was a dark bronze color and everyone was mumbling about how pale her skin appeared compared to the tall slim black man on the stage. He had muscles but was rather slim for his height. Everyone gasped again as Jen took hold of the large black shaft and began stroking it. Her eyes were focused on his cock as it grew larger and thicker in her tiny white hand.The black guy reached down and lifted the thin black dress over Jen's head. She stretched her arms way over her head so the guy could pull the dress off with one swift tug. Jen started to loose her balance as the dress pulled away from her arms but the black guy quickly caught her again and circled his big hands around her tiny waist. Jen giggled as the guy smiled at her and whispered something to her again.Jen carefully kneeled down onto the floor as the guy guided her down then stood while Jen stroked his cock then placed a gentle kiss on the large head of his cock. The audience started mumbling and Rick heard a man nearby mention how he couldn't wait to see that big black cock in her tight pussy.Jen started licking the shaft and cradled his large heavy balls in one of her hands. The black guy held onto her head and grabbed a hunk of her hair as he held her in place as she kissed and licked his cock.Jen finally took the big cock inside her mouth as the guy held her hair. He waited and starred down into her eyes as she slowly worked the big cock inside her mouth until the head hit the back of her throat.Jen's throat made a noise making everyone hollow out loud their encouragement as Jen tried to please the man and the people she knew were watching her in the dark arena.Jen's head was bobbing back and forth as she swallowed the huge shaft and everyone kept their eyes glued to Jen as the black guy used both hands on her head keeping his huge cock embedded inside her throat. Jen started to choke and backed off the huge shaft but only stopped to catch her breath and swallowed the big cock down her throat once she regained her composure again.Rick watched as Jen kept working her head back and forth on the big cock until the black guy pulled on her hair and allowed his cock to pop free from her mouth as he starred down into her eyes and whispered something to her again.Jen seemed to be under his control now as she quickly obeyed the black dude and started to push her head between his legs so she could lick his giant balls. She took each ball into her mouth and gently pulled it out from the sack then ran her tongue in tiny circles around the sack making the big black guy moan.Jen kept sucking his balls until the black guy tugged on her hair again making her stop and stare up at hip as she licked her lips. He was saying something to her again as she waited and obeyed him again.He gently let go of Jen while she leaned over and put her hands on the floor as she waited for the black guy to turn around. He leaned over and put his hands on the mattress then turned around and spoke to Jen again.He quickly said something to her then turned his head around and pushed his ass out as he kept leaning onto the bed as Jen crawled her way over to his legs and lifted herself up until her face was only inches from his round black ass.Jen began placing gentle kisses on his black ass and lifted herself up a little further until she held both palms of her hands on his ass cheeks. She began kissing his ass again as he gently spread his legs out and bucked his ass a couple times.Rick soon learned that his movements must have been a signal for her to bury her face between the cleft of his ass cheeks. Rick watched his wife as the television came on so the camera could pick up what Jen was doing with her tongue.Jen was licking his ass and the camera didn't lie as Rick saw it poke at his anus then slurp up her spit as she cleaned his asshole. Rick tried to close his eyes for a moment but the audience kept talking about what Jen was doing to the black guy.Jen must have spent ten minutes licking and sucking on his ass until the guy finally turned around and grabbed Jen off the floor and quickly pushed her back onto the bed making her body bounce on the mattress as she tried scooting herself into the center of the bed.She was trying to reach the pillows but the black dude had different ideas and quickly grabbed her ankles and pulled her body back toward the edge of the bed and held her legs high in the air with one hand on her ankles as he reached down and poked her pussy with his other hand.They turned up the volume of one of the microphones and the sound of his finger could be heard as it poked inside her wet pussy.Rick tried not to listen to a few of the men around him as they made comments on how wet and ready she was for that black cock. Jen began to squirm as the black guy moved his finger inside her pussy.The black dude was clearly moving his finger near n=her clit as she began moaning out loud and squirming her ass around on the mattress like she was in heat.Rick could hear one of the men talking near him on how they drug the new women so they act this way the first time on stage.The black dude kept working his finger inside her pussy until Jen actually started begging him to fuck her. He moved his body forward then held his cock with his free hand when everyone started to clap and chant as the black guy positioned his cock head at the entrance of Jen's wet pussy.Jen was trying to arch her back and make the big cock enter her pussy but the guy kept standing still as everyone watched Jen try to lodge that big cock inside her pussy.The guy finally smiled back at the audience then pushed his cock forward making Jen holler out loud that it felt so good. Jen's hips were bucking like a wild cat trying to get away as the black guy began pushing his cock inside her deeper until he was in as far as it would go.Jen's body was squirming all over as he tried to hold her in place. She was trying to reach out now and get him to lie on top of her but he kept standing at the edge of the bed and pulled her even further off the mattress until her ass slapped against his big legs.Jen's legs were sticking straight up against his chest as he took hold of her legs near the knees and started to bang her hard filling the room with the sound of their bodies slapping together.Jen was moaning and begging to be fucked as the black guy rammed his cock into her wet pussy.He screwed Jen for several minutes until he finally reached down and took her tiny body in his arms and picked her up off the bed. His cock was still lodged inside her pussy as he began fucking her in mid air.Jen wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held on tight as he moved her body up and down his thick black shaft.He finally put her back down onto the bed after several minutes then quickly got onto the bed between her legs and mounted her again as she pushed her legs straight out on either side of his boy and moaned and screamed as he fucked her hard.Rick could see her nails dig into his black skin as she moaned and screamed for the black guy to fuck her hard.Rick lost count of how many orgasms Jen had but couldn't miss the one the black guy was about to have as he pushed his large black body into Jen one last time and began pumping his hot potent black seed inside her belly as everyone in the audience clapped their hands and the men whistled.The black guy finally moved his body off Jen as the camera moved in for a nice close up of the sperm that was globed at the entrance of her pussy. A few men near the front started to tell the black dude to push the sperm inside her with his cock and he quickly obliged them and did so as he pushed deep inside her again then withdrew it out so they could see the sperm was no longer visible.Jen was practically motionless on the bed as the black dude stood up. The spot light finally turned off and someone spoke on the speaker saying that would conclude the second portion of the initiation and there would be a break before the next show would start.A few of the men padded Rick on the back and welcomed him to the club. He was trying to see what was going on the stage but everyone tried to talk to him once the show stopped. Rick only got a glimpse of the black dude carrying Jen off the stage as the people began leaving the arena. Rick was invited for a drink out at the bar but he quickly declined wanted to see his wife.Rick finally made his way back to the dressing rooms where one of the women told him to wait while Jen got dressed. Rick was seated on a sofa in the waiting room as the black guy that just screwed his wife walked out of a dressing room naked and walked past Rick. He opened a refrigerator and took out a bottle of beer. He took a long swig of the beer and finally looked over at Rick. "I think I'm going to need a couple of these after that show. Hey man. Did you happen to see the show tonight?"Rick realized that the black guy didn't have any idea how he was as he just shook his head that he saw the show and looked back at the door where Jen was. "That little hole is hot! I'm glad they teamed me up with her for next weekend. That's some hot pussy that little bitch has between those white legs of hers."Rick didn't say anything as they black guy nodded to him then walked back into the dressing room with his beer.The door opened a few minutes later and the woman walked out with a bag that she said was Jen's cloths and her purse. The black dude walked out a few seconds later with Jen in his arms.She was still wearing the black heels and they hand dressed her in a silk rob and she appeared to be asleep in his arms."Show me where your car is and I'll take her out there for you."Rick looked back at the woman who smiled at him then said to Rick. "Jen will be fine. She is a little tired right now and will probably sleep all the way home."Rick rushed out to catch up with the black guy who was carrying his wife and pointed to the car as he unlocked the door. The guy put Jen inside the car and shut the door then just smiled at Rick as he said."See yeah next week."Rick got in and started the car. Jen slept all the way home.*** |
stag.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/38/stag.txt | I had lived with Alistair for around 9 years and we had enjoyed our relationship. We were close but had enjoyed some sexual fun both in threesomes and, as we both travelled separately away from home in our respective jobs, we had some sexual fun on our own. We used these experiences to heighten our sexual experiences together. I was never much of a predator (usually waiting for someone else to make the first move) but he was amazingly forward in pursuing people when he fancied them. This had resulted in some unusual subjects for threesomes including quite clearly heterosexual, married men.During one of our "kiss and tell" sex sessions, he confessed that he had met a married guy and had had sex with him. The sex had been pretty ordinary and with no actual fucking either way. He was "straight" and in fact had a fiancée. Though he told me they had only had sex once, Charlie, as he was called, started calling round to see us. It was kind of odd as he showed no signs of wanting sex and talked most of the time about his impending marriage. He was a plumber though, and extremely useful and we started acting like a heterosexual group of three lads, going out for a pint and talking football (which I hate). He would drop in and frequently found gay people around the house. On these occasions he would act extremely manly and talk about all the things men do when trying to convince others how straight they are.He came back to our house after a boozy night out and after even more drinks, I managed to persuade him to take his cock out and got a little suck at it while Alistair watched. It was an uncut and unremarkable 6 inches or so but I found the brief encounter highly erotic probably because I had evened up the score with my other half. More drunken nights ensued and on each of them I got the feeling he was trying to get really drunk so that he could use it as an excuse to go further. Apart from some playful groping he would pull back at the last minute (guilty conscience I assume).Something odd happened, however when he announced that he wanted to go on his stag night with just the two of us. Now whether he had had another lads night without us or not, I dont know, but I saw the possibility of some fun coming up until he announced that the night would be the night before his wedding. Traditionally here in Scotland, stag nights are a few nights before the wedding day to allow the groom time to remove the red paint from his testicles and get back from being sent to the far corners of the UK with his hands tied behind his back!The night was a serious drinking night and both he and Alistair were drinking heavily. I presume both thought this would lead to them ending up in bed. We staggered back to Charlies house and drank some more. At around 1:30 in the morning, Alistair, who was past caring about anything, announced he was going to sleep with Charlie and would probably fuck him. I was told that Charlie was "not up for a threesome." I dont know if this was true, or that Alistair wanted the prime meat for himself but I obliged by saying I would sleep alone in the other room. As a bit of a voyeur, I could see other possibilities anyway.With that, they headed off to bed, stripped to their briefs. Charlie looked great (even drunk). He was about 5 feet 11 inches, well built in a light muscular sort of way, he had a patch of hair on his chest. His hair was dark mousey brown and very soft. I could see the pubic hair spiral up from the band of his Jockey briefs to his naval and his lunch looked so tasty. I was frustrated but thought perhaps, once they got going, I could at least get to the door and watch the action from the darkness of the hall.I waited for about thirty minutes to let them get into the heat of it and crept slowly out of bed in the dark. I headed down the corridor and from the light of the street lights outside the room, looked into their love nest. They were both flat on their backs, sound asleep and it looked like they had been that way since going to bed. Something crept over me and I dropped to my knees and carefully made my way across the floor to Charlies side of the bed. I gently put my hand up and under the covers very slowly until I touched bare flesh. His leg moved slightly but his breathing continued. I lifted the covers up more to allow easier access and eventually my hand reached the lump on his briefs. It was semi-hard. I freed more of the covers and started to stroke his cock. It was soon brick hard. I gently folded the covers back and in the process revealed both guys lying alongside each other. I released his cock and balls from the side of his briefs and quickly put my mouth over his cock while stroking my own hard dick. He was absolutely rigid and little drops of pre-cum were coming out of the tip adding to my excitement. An idea suddenly hit me actually two ideas but I took them one at a time. I climbed on to the bed and knelt in the space between both of them. I gently rolled Alistair on to his back and did exactly the same with him, taking his cock out and sucking it hard. He had around 8 inches of thick cock with a foreskin that slid back to reveal his head. He was quickly hard too. I knelt there with a cock in each hand, stroking them. I then raised Charlies knees and pulled his briefs down a little. This allowed me access to his hole. After licking my fingers, I managed my index finger into him as I stroked. He was moaning quietly. The sight of both these sleeping guys was a lot to bear. I climbed up the bed and gently put my stiff cock against his lips. They opened slightly and I managed the tip into his mouth as I continued to stroke his cock. I then returned to the side of the bed. As I did so, Alistair rolled over and put his arms around him. I placed his hands around Charlies cock and he instinctively squeezed him. I placed my mouth over the tip of the head and gently sucked up and down with my finger up his hole. Alistairs hand slipped off so I kept going and was rewarded with a little squirt of cum accompanied by a groan and the he rolled over away from me to face Alistair. I tried but could not get him to turn back. I took my cock and lay behind him on the bed. He faced Alistair and I spooned into his bum while wanking. I came on his butt hole a little too copiously. In a panic I wiped my cum on some briefs I found in his dirty clothes basket, covered both guys up and headed downstairs for a drink of water.All Hell let loose! He had set the downstairs burglar alarm before we all went to bed. It was a really funny end to an erotic evening to see them both pulling up their pants as they ran to see what the noise was. Of course in the morning, Alistair, remembered that his pants had been down, and assumed that he must have had some sex with the groom on the night before his wedding. Little did both of them know he hadnt!Neither of us had sex with him again and as we were not at the wedding (probably a bit too risky for him) we only saw him a couple of times afterwards. I still remember the night though.kewtieboy@hotmail.com |
couple.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/56/couple.txt | I travel to Asia a lot and my wife made this trip with me. We arrived in Singapore on a Wednesday night and I worked Thursday and Friday as my wife shopped and sat in the sun by the pool. When I got home Friday evening, to my surprise my wife was waiting on the bed naked for me on all fours with her ass towards me and all she said was, "Fuck me." I quickly got my clothes off joined her on the bed and fucked her hard ramming it as fast and deep as possible until we both came and me unloading my cum inside of her. She was obviously in a raunchy mood and she rolled over and spread her legs as cum started to trickle out of her and she said clean me up before we go to dinner. This is not something we do often but once in a while she likes me to suck my cum out of her. I did as told and buried my tongue into her cum filled pussy and licked and sucked out as much cum as I could and then worked on her clit until she came again. I was hard again so I brought my cock to her mouth and she sucked me off until I came in her mouth. After this we both took quick showers and headed to dinner. My wife wore a very sexy black dress she had brought that was skin tight and showed off her very sexy 40 year old body that most women 20 years younger would be proud of. We were both starved and we walked to a nice restaurant a couple blocks away. My wife got more than a couple stairs from guys wishing they were me. When we got there we found out there was a long wait so we decided to just eat at the bar. The bartender was Kate who I had talked to on previous trips. She was a hot 20 year old whose parents lived there and she comes back from college for the summer. I introduced her to my wife and even my wife commented that she was hot. We got some drinks and ordered up some food and chatted with Kate. Kate and my wife Jane hit it off quickly almost to what I would call flirting. As we were getting ready to leave we talked about meeting up for a drink. I had to go back to the room for a conference call and Kate said she got off work at 10pm and would walk over to our hotel. We got back to the room and Jane pushed me back on to the bed pulled down my pants and sucked me off until I came in her mouth. I looked and I was already a couple minutes late for the call and my wife head off to shave her legs and take a bath in the large Jacuzzi type bath made for 2, maybe even 3. I made the call and it lasted a long time. Before I realized it the hour was up and as I was on the phone I heard a knock at the door. All I had on was my underwear and a t-shirt. I stayed on the phone and answered the door and there was Kate. I let her in and pointed to the bathroom and said Jane was in there and I would be finished in a minute. The call lasted for an eternity and I finally finished up and headed to the bathroom. The ladies were both in the tub. My wife was holding Kate leaning back on her chest relaxing. It was quite a sexy picture. They said to hurry up and come on in before they have to get out. I joined them in the tub opposite them. I was pretty sure Kate had her fingers in my wife's pussy under the water. Jane was definitely enjoying it. My wife told me later they both got each other off while I was still on the phone. As we were all just relaxing Kate's foot also started to touch my crotch area and it was hard and ready to go. It was time to get out and my wife opened the drain but we all were too relaxed to move. When most of the water was out Kate moved over to me and got into my lap and lowered herself onto my waiting cock and leaned forward and gave me a kiss and started riding me, she definitely knew what she was doing. She started coming pretty quickly and I was right behind her and unloaded deep into her pussy. It was quite a sensation to be cumming in another women for the first time in 20 years and have my wife right there watching. As we were drying off, Kate got a text message from her boyfriend asking her to meet him and a friend of his at a club. Her boyfriend Mark and his friend Jason were heading to a dance club and she asked if we wanted to go meet them. My wife always likes dancing and said sure. Kate said Jason is "hot and has a big cock" and she winked at Jane. As we were leaving Kate told Jane she needed to lose the mommy undies, the lines were just not working. Kate said don't worry about it, I don't have any on either and she lifted her skirt. When we got there the guys were in a corner booth. It was dark and I am sure people can get pretty friendly in these corners. Mark and Jason quickly took notice of my wife. My wife seemed to like them both but was definitely into Jason who was black and I would agree was a good looking guy and could probably fuck any woman in the place. The guys took Jane onto the floor and danced with her and Kate and I stayed behind. We talked some but also we did some kissing and she rubbed at my crotch. She then surprised me and unzipped my pants, helped me get them down some and then got on top of me and lowered her wet pussy onto my rigid cock. She said don't worry, no one in here cares. I knew this was crazy but I figured what the heck and I grabbed at her ass as she rocked on my cock.I put one finger in her ass and she seemed to like it. She then whispered in my ear, "You can fuck me in the ass later." We were both extremely turned on and she came and I was getting close. She said, "Don't cum in me, not here," and she got off me put her mouth on my cock and stroked and sucked me until I came in her mouth. When we were done I noticed Jason up getting some drinks and Mark and Jane were no where to be found. Jason brought a round of shots for everyone. The three of us got up and danced some and a while later I saw Mark and Jane come back from towards the bathroom. Later I found out they had fucked in the ladies room, something I would have never imagined my wife doing but obviously she was turned on tonight. We went back to the table and they drank their shot and we decided to head out. The three of them took one taxi and Kate and I in the other. We arrived first and Kate said she wanted to take a shower so we went in and jumped in the shower. As we were getting in she handed me a tube of lubricant and a condom and said, "Your choice of holes," and smiled. We washed up and she took her time to give me a massage as she rubbed me down. It was quite a relaxing showed. I did the same for her and she turned away from me sticking her ass out basically inviting me to take her from behind. I started to rub some lube into her ass and then put on the condom and gave that some extra lube. I put myself to her opening and started to work it in. I do not know if it was her or just all the lube but it sure went in easier than ever with Jane. Jane never liked it so it was once every 3-5 years for us. I started to drive it in and out slowly and then she said, "Don't worry about me, fuck me as hard as you want." Those are words I think most guys would like to here when they were in a girls ass. I grabbed her hips and started pounding as fast, deep and hard as I could. It was a really tight sensation and as I was about ready to cum I pulled out, ripped off the condom and erupted all over her ass. She turned and gave me a deep kiss. We finished washing up and got out of the shower. I was pretty spent for the night. I peaked into the other room and saw my wife on all fours with Jason's monster of a cock in her mouth and Mark fucking her from behind with his condom covered cock driving into her. I put on one of the house coats and went in and sat down on the couch and watched the guys have their way with Jane. Kate joined me and snuggled up to me and we both ended up dozing off for a little while as we watched the show. I woke back up and Jane was now on her back and Jason was driving his monster cock into her. His cock seemed like at least 3 inches longer and much bigger around than mine or Mark's 6 inches. He pulled out for a second and drove it all back in. It was then I realized that he was not wearing a condom. He kept hammering her for what seemed like 30 minutes and I think she came at least twice and then he buried himself one last time and I could tell he was unloading his cum deep into her. He pulled out and I could see the cum oozing out. Mark was right there and buried his uncovered cock into her and fucked until she came again and then he came in her also. I found out late that was the 4th time that Mark had fucked her that night, once at the bar and once in the room with a condom and then twice without. Jason had fucked her twice both without a condom. So she had four loads of cum in her. Everyone was pretty much spent and it was early morning at this time. Mark and Jason said they had to work in the morning and left pretty quickly. Kate stayed sleeping on the couch. I joined my wife on the bed and she was pretty much done but saw I was hard and said fuck me like I am your whore. I fucked her cum drenched pussy and added the 5th load and then she said come one clean me up, you know you want too. I then put my tongue to her pussy and sucked out as much cum as I could. It was clearly more than I had ever got before and it was a turn on to taste the mixture of all three of us. I went in to the back room to wash my face up and when I came back Jane was totally asleep and I had Kate move to the bed with us and we all went to sleep. I woke up to Jane and Kate in a 69 with Kate on top. I sat back and watched the women enjoying each other and stroke myself slowly. I watched as the brought each other off to their first orgasm and then Kate looked up and saw me with my cock in my hand and said, "Fuck me." So I got behind her placing my cock near her pussy only inches from my wife's face. I slid it in once and held it there and felt my wife lick my balls. I pulled out with my cock full of Kate's juices brought on by my wife and slid my cock into Jane's mouth and let her taste the juices off my cock. I then put my cock back in Kate and started to fuck her, pounding her right above my wife. I could feel wife lick my balls when she could and I kept pounding her until I hear her cum again and then I started thrusting faster until I came deep into her pussy. As I was still cumming I pulled out and shot some on my wife's face and put my cock into her mouth and she helped me finish off. We ordered some breakfast and relaxed for a while. Kate and Jane took a long shower together while I went back to sleep and then Kate came over and gave me a kiss and said she had to leave. Jane came out and to my surprise was shaved clean which got me hard right away. Then she handed me the tube a lube and said Kate lubed her up some. She got on all fours and I entered her from behind and her ass was tighter than Kate's but slid in easier than ever before. I started to pump it in and out and for the first time ever Jane seemed to finally enjoy it some and as I sped up the thrusting Jane rubbed her clit some and started cumming. I kept pounding her ass until I was ready to cum and then pulled out and came on her ass. We collapsed naked in the bed and laid there for a while. Jane said Kate and the guy wanted to get together again tonight and we dosed off to sleep. END |
showme1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/showme1.txt | Part 1 Trisha's Secret ClubAn uncharacteristic silence hung in the air of the brightly lit school classroom. Twenty-eight normally rowdy sixth-grade students were hunched quietly over their desks, the loudest noise coming from the buzzing florescent light fixtures above. It was Friday afternoon, and everyone was working on the first major English test of the school year. Their teacher, Mrs. Johnson, relished the tranquility and spent her time grading papers.Young Bethany, a bright and perky 12 year old redhead seated in the front row close to the window, sighed to herself in frustration. She was having an especially hard time with the last essay question, and was in the middle of erasing it for another go when the bell in the hall rang abruptly to signal the end of class. Beth jumped in her seat, the loud clanging startling her. A collective groan came from her fellow classmates obviously there were quite a few that hadnt finished the test. The clock on the wall confirmed it was 3:15, so school was officially over for the weekend. The room immediately filled with the drone of young voices talking over each other, and Beth threw down her pencil in dismay."Okay class, thats all the time you have," called out Mrs. Johnson over the increasing chatter. "Take your tests and pass them to the front before you leave for the weekend. Make sure your name is on it! Also read chapters 8 and 9 in your English textbook for Monday, and remember to get your parents to sign the permission slip if you want to go on the science trip next week."Beth grumbled to herself, upset that she hadnt finished the final question. She was still new in school, and had moved here just three months ago during the summer break. Her father had taken a new position at a large pharmaceutical company, and Beths parents had dragged her from the bustling city to the picturesque town of Crestview also known as Boring, USA. An only child, she was finding it hard to adjust to the small town atmosphere where everyone seemed to know everyone... except her. One of her favorite things, schoolwork, was even suffering from the move: although she had easily maintained straight As at her old school, she was finding it extremely difficult to keep up the same grades here. She wasnt sure if the work was actually harder, or if she was just more distracted with being the "new girl" and trying to fit in.Beth felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned to see the smiling face of Trisha, the pretty blond girl that sat behind her. Trisha was holding out the collected test papers for Beth, who added her own and tossed the stack on the teachers desk. Beth shoved her school supplies in her backpack and stood to join the line of impatient kids filing into the hallway. Once more she felt someone tap her shoulder, and when she looked it was Trisha again."Uh Beth, can I talk with you for a minute?" she asked.Beth frowned. Trisha was one of the most popular girls in sixth grade, part of the in-crowd that was always going to parties and having fun. Although Beth was pretty enough and had a great personality (or so her mom kept telling her), she knew she tended to be a bit shy, and had always enjoyed schoolwork... which was typically enough to keep girls like Trisha from seeing her as a social equal. Although Beth was okay with being "just another girl", she hadnt made any new friends at school and was beginning to worry that shed been labeled an outcast. Trisha had never taken the time to speak with her outside of what was necessary for school, so Beth was curious what she wanted."Um, sure Trish, whats up?"Trisha grabbed Beths hand. "Follow me; I want to talk to you in private."Trisha weaved her way with Beth into the packed hallway, but instead of following the crowd streaming towards the exit she moved against the flow, finally stopping inside a vacant, dimly lit stairwell at the back of the school. The din of noisy, yelling students gradually faded as the school emptied."What are we doing here Trish Ill be late getting home."Trisha smiled with a kind of odd, secretive grin. "Thisll only take a minute. I know youre new in school and I havent talked with you much, but youve been here two months already and you havent found any friends."Beth opened her mouth to object, embarrassed that someone like Trisha was monitoring her apparently nonexistent social life. Trisha sensed this and spoke again quickly."Dont worry; Im not here to give you a hard time... Id actually like to make you an offer that could get you a lot of friends."Beth closed her mouth.Trisha continued. "Im sure youve heard some rumors about me, that Im part of a special club. Do you know what it is?"Beth shook her head. "Well, um, a few girls said that you and some of the other, uh, popular girls are all part of some secret thing, and they all want to get into it, but they dont actually know what it is."Trisha grinned broadly. "And thats just the way we like to keep it. Only those in the club know what we do or even what its called. Last night we had a vote and, well, we all decided that you should join us."Beths mouth fell open in shock. The popular girls wanted her to join them? She couldnt believe it. "Uh, me, really? But why?""We really like you weve been watching you for a while think youll fit right in." Trisha emphasized that by quickly running her eyes up and down Beths body, which Beth found slightly disconcerting. "Now were really picky on who we invite, and we first have to absolutely trust you. So if you want to join youll have to agree to do something.""Um, w-what?" stuttered Beth, suddenly panicking that this was all too good to be true and she wasnt going to get to join after all."Well... its a little bit naughty, but thats like what the clubs all about. You just have to trust us before we can trust you. So to join you have to agree to do whatever we ask, but I cant tell you what it is first. Call it your initiation."Beth hesitated, the logical part of her brain screaming at her to be cautious. "I dont know about that... how do I know it isnt going to be some sort of trick?"Trisha slipped off her backpack and unzipped it. She rummaged around inside and came out holding a small digital video camera. "What you have to do is film yourself performing a dare with this camera. Full instructions are recorded on it, but before you can have it you have to absolutely promise that youre going to do whatever it asks. Everyone in the club did it to join, even me. So you know its not a trick theres proof in there you can watch, but once you accept theres no backing out."Beth reached out towards the camera but Trisha snatched it back, her expression shifting from friendly to serious, shaking the camera at Beth as she continued speaking. "This is a very secret club. If you take this youre joining us for real. So if you dont do what it says or if you ever talk about the club to anyone else," she paused for dramatic effect, "I will make your life fucking hell."Standing there slightly stunned at the force behind Trishs words, Beth thought about what she was being offered. Joining the popular girls could very well change her life for the better at school... but what in the world did they want her to do? Would it get her in trouble? Beth reached out and placed her hand on the camera. "I dont have to do anything against the law, do I? Like steal something or hurt someone?"Trishas serious look instantly disappeared and she laughed, her deep blue eyes sparking in the dim light of the stairwell. "Of course not in fact I know youre going to like it. So you swear youll do the dare and join us?"Even though Beth didnt know what the club was actually for, she didnt care. Her longing to fit in at school and be accepted, bolstered by the thought of hanging out with the A-crowd and maybe becoming one herself, squashed any hesitation she had over the unknown dare. It had to be worth the risk. She made up her mind and nodded, smiling as she accepted the camera. "Yes, I swear... Ill do it."Trishas face beamed in joy as she rubbed her hands together. "Great! Ill expect the camera back Monday. Like I said, watch the first video to see what you have to do, and then theres a couple other videos with members doing their dares." She smiled slyly. "Youll probably find those help a lot." Trisha reached out and grabbed Beths free hand with her own, looking deep into her eyes with an expression that the redhead couldnt place. "Im so glad you agreed. We really wanted you."With that, Trisha turned and opened the stairwell door to leave. Suddenly remembering something, Beth called out after her. "Hey, wait a minute... whats the club called?"Looking over her shoulder, the blond answered. "The O Girls.""Huh? What do you mean "oh"? What is this, some sort of Oprah cult?"With a mischievous grin Trisha laughed and replied, "Far from it. Just watch the video, okay? And make sure youre alone when you do."With that she walked out, leaving Beth alone and confused holding the video camera. The O Girls? What the hell? Although tempted to switch on the camera and see what secrets it held right there in the stairwell, she knew that her mother would start worrying if she was too late getting home. So she dropped it in her backpack and left, running down the empty school hallway towards her bike.She had a feeling this was going to be a very interesting weekend.It was early Saturday morning before Beth got a chance to look at the cameras contents. Curiosity had been killing her the night before, but she wanted to make sure she had enough time and privacy to figure out what this so-called dare involved. Since her family always slept in late on the weekends, usually until at least 10 AM, Beth set her alarm clock early to 7 AM. She awakened feeling a mixture of nervous apprehension and excitement.Last night shed noticed that the video camera had a television output jack, and snuck a cable from her dads supply so she could watch whatever it held on the big LCD screen in her bedroom, instead of the cameras tiny one. Plugging everything in, she sat cross-legged in her favorite white pajamas at the end of her bed and switched on the camera to play mode. It made a bong sound through the televisions speakers and flashed a logo, then displayed a list of recorded files. There was one file named WATCHME with a date from late Thursday night, and then three others with non-descriptive names dating from nearly a year ago up to last month.She used the cameras tiny joystick to move the cursor over to the WATCHME file and pressed play. The screen flickered with static for a few seconds and then solidified into the blurry image of something red. There were a few loud thumping sounds and the picture wobbled as the camera was put on a table. A figure stepped back, the focus adjusted, and Beth saw that it was Trisha standing in what must have been her bedroom. The window across from the camera was black, the only illumination coming from her bedside light. Trisha wore a small red shirt and skinny blue jeans, her blond hair held back with a black headband. Beth couldnt help but notice how Trishas perky little breasts and hard nipples showed clearly through the thin material of the skin-tight shirt, the single source of light emphasizing their shape by casting long shadows across her chest."Hi Beth," came Trishas friendly voice through the speakers, "If youre watching this then youve decided to join us, and Im only making this because I knew you would. The girls and I are really excited to have you. As Im sure I already told you this is a very secret club, and the first rule is you must never talk about it to anyone, especially your parents or friends. Whats on this camera is also just between us." Trisha leaned in closer and grinned. "Welcome to The O Girls! There are five members so far: me, Katie, Johanna, Britney, Abby, and now you to make an even six. Im kind of the leader, but we all decide things together, like deciding on you. If youre wondering, the O stands for orgasm, and the whole point of The O Girls is to have them."Beths face fell in shock. Orgasm? Although young, she certainly knew what that meant. Was this some sort of sex club? Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as a sudden rush of adrenaline flooded into her veins. What had she gotten herself into?The recorded Trisha continued explaining. "And now for your dare: you have to show us your O. That means you have to tape yourself cumming. And not just showing your head or in panties, you have to be naked and we have to see it. You can get off however you want, but dont try to fake it we can tell. Everyone in the clubs already done it, and on the camera youll find me, Johanna and Abbys videos to prove that were for real... and maybe even give you some ideas."Rule number two is that we get ourselves and each other off all the time, so dont be surprised if were a little frisky with you. We all want that amazing feeling, and getting it from someone else feels twice as good. Sleepovers, after-school homework, play dates, hanging out theres a lot of chances to get together, and when we cant theres webcams and making tapes to swap."Beth still couldnt believe what she was hearing. She had discovered the joys of masturbation about a year ago after a surprisingly graphic sexual education video at school made her extremely curious, but while she certainly enjoyed giving her body the happy feeling quite frequently in fact shed never considered doing that sort of thing in front of someone else... or to another girl. Shed always known it was a private thing, and what they were doing was sick... right?On-screen, Trisha sat on her bed before continuing. "If youre wondering why we picked you, it actually started off as kind of a tease we should invite the brainy new girl with no friends, right? But then we kept an eye on you and decided you were actually really nice. And the more I watched you, the more I noticed that you have a friggin hot body." Trisha licked her lips as her hand moved to her crotch, touching herself through her jeans. "Sitting behind you in class I cant stop thinking about grabbing that yummy ass you keep teasing me with, pressing my lips into yours and sucking on your tongue... then sliding my hand down your pants and feeling your wet cunny. Hey, Ill probably still do it."Beths face flushed a deep red color almost matching her hair to hear someone talk about her so crudely, especially a girl her own age that she barely knew. Still, a part of her was deeply flattered that Trisha thought of her like that. Was she really that sexy?Trisha continued. "And we already know youre totally into girls. We tested you for a couple weeks and saw how closely you looked when one of us flashed you. Like the other day in the change room when Katie bent over right in front of you in her thong. Remember how it was sweaty and you could see right through it? That was just for you, and you really seemed to enjoy getting an eyeful of her ass."If it was possible, Beths face flushed an even deeper shade of red in complete embarrassment. The truth was she had been checking out girls in the change room, but didnt think that anyone had noticed. No one really got naked in there since all they did was change in and out of sweats for gym, but she still enjoyed sneaky glances at girls in their skimpy panties, and especially liked anyone that didnt wear a bra. Did that mean she liked girls, and not boys? Or maybe she just liked both.Beth realized that Trisha was still talking on the television. "...And I know we all feel the same way. Well, its late now, and I gotta finish what I started here before I can get to sleep. Ill be thinking sexy thoughts about you, hoping youll join." Trisha stood up and added, "Now you just have one thing to do: show me your O!" She reached out towards the camera and the television screen went dark. Her hand shaking, Beth put the camera down and flopped on her back, staring vacantly at the light fixture on the ceiling. What had she gotten herself into? Shed never done anything even vaguely sexual with anyone in the past, and here she was expected to make a nude tape of herself getting off, so 5 girls she barely knew could watch her and who knew how many others would see it in the future. Much to her chagrin, that thought generated a lustful longing deep in her body. What kind of horny slut was she to actually like that idea? Beth sat up and grabbed the camera. She had to see those other videos to find out if this was for real. Selecting the first file dated nearly a year ago she pressed play and leaned back. The television screen flickered to a bedroom she already recognized it was Trishas, but some things had moved around and this time bright daylight streamed through the window across from the camera. Trisha stepped into view from the side wearing light purple pajamas, a beam of sunlight shining on her back and causing her golden blond hair to glow like a halo around her head. She looked a little younger than she had in the previous video."Hi," said the girl on the screen in a cheerful voice, "Im Trisha, and I just turned eleven last month. Right now Im in fifth grade at Crestview Middle School, and I want to show you my O."Without hesitation she tugged her pajama top off in one smooth motion and Beth immediately perked up. Trishas undeveloped chest was essentially flat, the first swells of her budding breasts just beginning to stand out from her ribs. Beth knew that Trishas boobs had grown quite a bit since this video was shot, but it was really sexy seeing her younger like this. Despite her lack of development, Trishas nipples and areolas were unusually large and puffy, tinted a deep pink color that stood out proudly against her pale, untanned skin. She turned around and pulled down her pajama bottoms, exposing her perfect little girl ass. Trishas plump cheeks jiggled as she kicked the pajamas to the side. Oh wow, thought Beth, shes actually naked!Still facing the other way Trisha slapped her ass with both hands and cupped her cheeks, squeezing them tightly. She pivoted to face the camera and walked towards it seductively, slender hips swaying side-to-side as the television screen filled with an extreme close-up of her groin.Beth gasped involuntarily at the amazing view of Trishas flawless pussy, so clear she could make out the texture of her skin. Trishas puffy outer lips were squeezed tightly between her thighs, creating a triangle of snow white flesh with two perfectly curved bulges at the bottom. Her clit hood and inner labia formed a prominent ridge of darker colored skin that carved a sensuous line down the middle of her fat mound before disappearing between her legs. A tuft of almost invisible blond pubic hair sprouted above the dimpled crown of her furrow, and delicate fingers came from above to stroke the golden fuzz. "This stuffs new," she said. "I kinda like it since its so soft." Just then the camera moved, panning upwards to Trishas round and happy-looking face, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. The image shook around a lot then settled at a higher perspective near the foot of her bed, looking over it at an angle. The camera shifted sideways until the entire bed was perfectly centered, and then the naked little girl stepped back into view and grinned toothily at the camera."This is my all-time thing to do before school," she whispered. Trisha turned and jumped on the bed stomach first, bouncing up and down as she landed.She rose on her knees and grabbed a pillow, wedging it vertically between her legs and up against her crotch. Still facing away from the camera she bent over and put her weight on her arms, then spread her knees and wiggled her crotch down on the bunched up pillow. She began hunching her hips slowly, rubbing her tiny twat in smooth strokes along the top. Beth watched mesmerized as the pudgy little globes of Trishas buttocks clenched and unclenched while she steadily ground herself against the pillow. Her back arched and muscles flexed as she rode it in graceful, practiced motions. Wow, thought Beth, Trisha was really going to do this on tape!Trisha began thrusting her pelvis harder and faster, the bed springs squeaking in protest at her rhythmic humping. After a minute she stopped and rolled over on her back, grabbing the pillow and pressing the part that had been touching her pussy against her face. After a moment she placed it under her head. "Its getting too wet so I gotta stop that," said Trisha quietly over the speakers. Beth wondered if Trisha could smell her pussys scent on that pillow all night long as she slept. Beth feasted her eyes greedily on every nuance of Trishas undeveloped figure laying flat on the bed. Eventually she spread her legs, reaching down with both hands to stretch her vulva open as far as she could. The skin on the inside of her pussy crack was smooth and shiny, her inner labia sticking out like a fleshy little Mohawk until she grabbed the twin lips with her fingers and peeled them apart, fully exposing the intimate pink core of her juvenile sex. The small dark entrance of Trishas immature canal gaped open obscenely as she tugged her lips to the side, the moistness inside glistening in the light.Beth felt her own pussy twitch at the incredibly intimate thing she was witnessing, and felt a drop of lubrication ooze slowly from her virgin hole and soak into the crotch of her pajamas. She was getting turned on something fierce, and all by another girl.On the screen, Trisha delicately ran her finger between her labia, toying with the little flaps of skin before rubbing the length of her pussy with her hand. Beth could tell she was concentrating near the top around her clitoris, and knew for a fact that touching there felt especially good. She began curling her fingers into the entrance of her pussy and dragging them upwards, and Beth figured she was spreading her wetness to make the rubbing easier.As if reading her thoughts, Trisha whispered almost inaudibly "Im so wet down there... and it feels so good to rub it on my skin..."The camera angle wasnt quite right to see the action clearly, so Beth leaned in towards the television as Trisha fingered herself with increasing passion, high pitched mewing sounds escaping her open mouth. Beth had never heard a girl make noises of like that before and found them highly erotic. She turned up the volume and discovered she could also hear Trishas tiny pussy making lewd slurping noises as she probed its depths with her fingers, gathering and spreading a slimy layer of liquid arousal over her yielding flesh.Trishas mewing grew into earnest moans as she thrust her hips into her hand with even greater urgency, rocking back and forth on the bed and causing the headboard to bang lightly against the wall. Abruptly Trisha stopped and shifted her position closer to the camera, drawing her legs apart into a spread eagle position."Im getting close, and I want you to see everything," she said in an undertone.Trisha tilted her pelvis upwards, shamelessly giving the camera a perfect view of her inflamed red pussy and the dark rosebud of her anus nestled between the swells of her buttocks. Trishas entire crotch glistened with wetness, and more seemed to be flowing down the crack of her ass. Since she hadnt wet her hands with spit or anything, Beth knew that all that juice was straight from her pussy. Feeling the growing wetness between her own legs she smiled knowingly.With one hand Trisha pulled the skin at the top of her cleft and popped her swollen clit from under its hood, while with the other she began directly stroking the bright pink bump, occasionally dipping her fingers in her leaking hole for fresh lubrication. Trisha threw her head back against the pillow, licking her lips and moaning "uh, uh, uh" as her body trembled and her thighs jiggled, the intense sensation of rubbing directly on her clit head driving her wild with lust. Her fingers moved faster and the pitch of her voice increased until all of a sudden she groaned and gasped, "Oh god, Im gonna cum!"Trishas hips hunched upwards sharply, mashing her clit into her hand as her lungs sucked in short bursts of air. She froze, her mouth hanging open in an expression of agonized anticipation. Every muscle in Trishas young body clenched, the tendons in her calves standing out as she strained right on the edge of release. Beth swore she could see Trishas cunt gape open even larger and her fleshy pink canal start to push out, when all of a sudden her lungs released a rush of air and she shrieked, tossing her head and arching her back as her body writhed in a powerful climax. Muscles deep in the young girls vagina pulsed in rapid contractions, her stomach heaving and the dark star of her sphincter winking open and closed in time with each orgasmic convulsion. Trishas hand twitched on top of her clit, drawing out the feelings of ecstasy for as long as she could.Beth had never watched another girl cum before, and thought that Trisha looked absolutely beautiful stunning in fact.Soon enough it was over and Trisha lay spent on her back, breathing heavily with her legs splayed open and her satisfied sex organs on lewd display. Beth heard her mumble something to herself about a great cum as she ran her hands over her body. Eventually Trisha sighed contentedly and leaned over on her side, looking into the camera with a wide grin on her face and giggling. She was obviously quite pleased with herself. She looked between her legs and started laughing out loud, giving her pussy a few hard slaps with her hand as she looked back at the camera. "That was one of the best cums ever! I got so horny knowing that someones gonna be watching this... it made me super wet, just look at my bed!"Trisha stood up and took the camera, holding it over the bed as she focused on a dark wet stain that her masturbation session had created on the sheets. Beth could see the outline of Trishas ass from where her pussys leaking juices had pooled around it, and there was a smear of something thick and white in the middle. The camera swung up to her face. "Just look at the mess I made," she whispered, biting her bottom lip playfully. "Im such a dirty girl... I dont know what my mom thinks of my sheets when she changes them!"The cameras view blurred and re-focused on a close-up of Trishas now red and swollen pussy. Her skin was glossy with slick lubrication and thick white cream oozed from between her now protruding labia. With one hand Trisha spread the top of her furrow, pulling the skin of her clit hood back and for the first time giving Beth a close-up look at the pointed pink nub of her bloated clitoris. Gooey strings of lubrication stretched from one side of her deep cleft to the other."Shes so big now," commented Trish, obviously referencing her clit. "She still feels like shes on fire!"Trisha released her grip and her little love button disappeared amongst the soothing warm folds of flesh. Her fingers moved lower, sliding along her labia and between her legs, coming out coated with gooey pussy juice and streaks of something thick and white. Her gleaming fingers moved upwards, the camera following them all the way until she stuck them in her mouth and cleaned them off with a loud smack of her lips. She moaned appreciatively at the heady taste of her aftermath."I love a big cum like that before school... it makes my pussy feels warm and happy all morning." Her hand disappeared from view and came back with another thick coating of sexual fluids that she again sucked from her fingers.Trisha smiled into the camera and licked her lips. "Mmm, I hoped you liked watching my O... I really enjoyed showing it to you!" The camera shook as she picked it up, and a moment later the screen went black. The video was over.Beth sat on the edge of her bed, too stunned to move. That was so fucking hot, she thought to herself, slightly uncomfortable at her own use of foul language even if it was only in her head. She reached down to her crotch and realized that her pajama bottoms now had a very large wet spot, the damp fabric wedged in the deep crack of her pussy and clinging to her skin. She shifted her position and felt another trickle of lubrication leak between her legs; she couldnt believe was so turned on and all from watching another girl. What would the next video show?Beth quickly queued up the second file.* * *Author Note: I know many of you were expecting a third chapter to my first story, but I hit a bit of writers block there and decided to work on something different. So what do you think will happen next? Send me your ideas by email to 1000monkeys@hotmail.ca !*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 70 |
movingday.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/movingday.txt | So we've been in our new home for about a week, you know the time frame. It's the point where everything in the house is actually unboxed, still in disarray and everything you couldn't find room for is dumped in the garage waiting to be stored, tossed or donated. Well it was at that point, while sitting on the garage floor sorting miscellaneous junk into those piles when my lovely wife decided to fess up to some of her adventures.Let me start with the proverbial descriptions; we're not super models, we both just regular people, literally next door types. My wife, Nicole is 36, 5'3, 120lbs, brunette, brown eyes nicely built. A few years back after having our two kids she treated herself to a boob job, not too big but a nice 36c. She went through a wild streak that year and besides getting a couple small tattoos in various places she got one nipple pierced and her clit hood pierced. It was also during that time frame that she and I dipped our toes...er... well ok more than toes, into the world of swinging. I have written those adventures down in another story to be posted later. But to make it simple, we both found that we love it when she is thoroughly fucked by another man or men I should say. Now to qualify, I am in no way, shape or manner a Cuckold. I just simply love to see her getting fucked and I join in so she gets a DP or filled from both ends. I have had fantasies of having a real gang bang with her but we've never gone that far. I've also allowed her to play on her own a couple times but the rule was always I had to be told about it immediately after and there had to be pictures to go with the story of it. Myself? Well I'm 40, 5'9 170, not in shape and not out of shape either but constantly horny and ready to go. So when Nicole said, "Hey, I have something to tell you now that we have a chance to be alone and not so crazy busy." I immediately looked up at her and said "oh yeah, what's that?" I was thinking, what she could have to say, we've been inseparable for the past week and totally out of control busy with the move, yet her tone indicated a little naughtiness was about.She began with, "You know how you had to go out of town just before we moved?" To which I replied, "Yeah," with some questioning tone. "Well I have to confess to being a little naughty while you were gone and I would have told you sooner but we've been going crazy for the last week and there has been no time," I replied that I understood completely but that she needed to gone on without delay, my dick was already starting to grow thinking she had something sexy to tell me about.She began to tell me, while folding old kid's clothes to be donated...So it was a day or two before moving day, you had to go to Canada to visit your teams there. I remember the night before, we had fucked and after when were laying down you had said that if I wanted to have company while you were out, no problem as long as I told you about it and got some sexy pics to share when you got back. I remember laughing and saying, "Yeah right with all my free time between kids, packing, cleaning and work too!"Well the moving company had sent a van over the day after with a couple guys that were delivering the moving boxes we had ordered. When they came to the door it was basically a couple young boys, maybe 19 or 20 years old. They were very nice, "Miss, we've brought your moving boxes so you could get packed before the truck comes in a few days, we have tape and such too." He was very sweet about it with a nice smile and both boys were built very nice, you know the young slim yet muscular bodies they have at that age. So I thanked them and asked them to bring the boxes in and stack them in the various rooms and maybe they could help me move a couple pieces of furniture too. They both smiled and agreed quickly. I propped the door open as they began to move the boxes into the living room. Once they got them all in they asked if I wanted them dispersed into the other rooms to make it easier. I said that would be great and began to lead them to the different rooms, a few boxes in the kitchen, dining and living rooms and then we started taking them upstairs. We put boxes in each of the kids' rooms and one of the boys said, "Wow, you have kids?" I replied, "Yes, two, one is seven and the other is 11." They looked stunned and then looked at each other and the one (Chad) hit the other (Thomas) on the arm and said, "I told you she was a MILF... oops!!" he turned bright red and Thomas said, "You idiot, way to go, be professional man." I laughed and said, "It's alright; I guess I should be flattered honestly." They looked a little relieved and Chad said, "I'm sorry miss, my mouth got carried away, you're very attractive and he said you were probably getting a divorce and moving out." I replied that no I wasn't getting a divorce, but that we were moving to a bigger house nearby is all. Then I got that moist feeling in my pussy that starts my devious mind going, my hubby did say I could have fun if I wanted too right? Hee hee. So I boldly said, "So... a MILF huh? As in Mother I'd Like to Fuck?" Their jaws dropped, Thomas said, "Yes ma'am, but we... he didn't mean to be so crude, just a reference to a very good looking older woman is all, sorry." I replied that he needed to stop being so apologetic, I mean yes I was older, but not old and that I was very flattered that two young hunky boys were have an interest in me when they could probably have any hot young chick they wanted. Chad piped up quickly, "Oh, no way. I mean, they are a pain in the butt, you have to spend a ton of money on them and then they are so picky and demanding, it's just a chore. A MILF knows what she wants, how to do it and sends you on your way after." Again Thomas hit Chad on the arm and told him to shut up and be professional. Chad just rubs his arm and looks at Thomas and says, "What man, she's cool, she said so, we're just talking, stop hitting me."I laughed and sat down on the edge of the kids' bed there and said, "Boys, stop, it's ok really, I'm totally cool with the discussion and such, go on Chad, you were saying?" Chad flushed a little and just kept going from where he left off, "Well all I'm saying miss is that a friend of mine on another crew has some experience in this matter and he was telling us that they have been with several MILFs and it's been the best time of their life is all."I snickered, I wasn't sure if he was baiting me or genuinely that innocent as it was coming across so I turned up the heat a little bit, "Chad, Thomas, first please call me Nicole, not miss or ma'am, I'm not that old, second, Chad am I to assumed that your 'friend' who told you these stories was referring to customers like me? And this is something all you guys talk about back at the warehouse?" They both shook their heads to the question and again, flushed a little red and looked down at their feet a bit. I asked them if they had ever shared any stories with the other crews yet? Chad replied that that haven't yet as they were fairly new to the company and this was the second time they were allowed to go out on their own as a team, the last customer was a couple that was in their 70's and there was no way he'd touch that even if she paid him. They both laughed and cringed at the thought at the same time. I had to laugh too as it was a funny way to share the vision they must have experienced. I got really brave at that point and said, "How would you boys like a good story to take back to the other crews today?" They looked up, wide eyed, shocked and begin to smile. Thomas blurts out, "Nicole are you serious? Are you offering to do 'it' with us? Oh please say yes please, you are so hot so fucking hot." Chad just sort of whispers, "Please let this be happening for real." I shook my nodded my head slowly up and down and got up and walked out of the kid's room and into the master bedroom. I got on the unmade bed, turned around and leaned back and patted the bed, "Get out of those clothes and come get on the bed on either side of me boys." They couldn't shed those overalls fast enough and they we leaping onto the bed on either side of me. We all bounced as they hit the bed at the same time and I was yelling."Whoa, whoa, settle down now, be gentlemanly please," I said with a giggle. I gazed down at what was flopping around on both of them, Thomas was hairy and had an 80% erect cock of about 7 inches, but Chad, being fair-haired was sparsely haired and he was rock hard and ready at what looked like about 9 solid inches. Yum, I thought, this is going to be fun. I sat up and rand a hand across both boys hairless chests, making sure to slowly touch and circle their nipples. I know how much of a turn on this is for my husband so I figured all men were equally affected and I was correct as both boys groaned at the touch, both thrust their hips in the air as if begging me to grab on right that second. I had other plans; the tease was as good as the main event so I quickly turned around to face them both while sitting in between. My panties were getting pretty wet by now but I was not ready to shed my workout pants or top. I kept caressing their chests and then worked my way down to the stomachs, both had flat rippled stomachs being young like that and I made sure to work back and forth. As I moved lower I ran my fingers through the hair just above their units. Thomas had a thick mat of dark hair that my fingers struggled to move through, I told him, "You need to weed this garden, it's over run, can't hardly see the root sticking out."Chad on the other had had very light colors hair that was sparse and every time I ran my hand through my write would bump him cock which was sticking straight up at his face, almost to his belly button. It was thick too, I guessed about as thick as a shampoo bottle, "Chad this thing is in the way man." I laughed. He just groaned and rolled his eyes back, I noted that he had been leaking a lot of pre-cum from the head as well and it was all over my write and arms as well as his belly. I reached out and encircled both cocks with each of my hands and began to slowly pump them up and down. Thomas' cock was a bit shorter but it too was fat as hell and I couldn't get my fingers all the way around it. I slowly pumped them up and down a bit, watching their faces as they thrilled to the touch and sensations they were experiencing. I spoke out to them, "So how's this feel boys? Worth telling about so far?" "Oh my god YES! YES! YES! Don't stop please!" they both chimed in. I laughed and moved down to play with their balls a bit, both had heavy, very filled cum sacks, I knew I'd be getting a lot of juice from them and I couldn't wait to be honest. They moaned loudly as I played with their balls and went back to stroking their cocks. I leaned down to Thomas' cock and used the tip of my tongue to pick up the large drop of pre-cum off of it. It was a bit salty but good, I savored the taste a moment and then took the head of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and around the head and sucked to get more juice out. Thomas sat straight up and yelled, "OH MY GOD!" and rubbed my back. I let loose with a pop and leaned toward Chad's cock. As I leaned down I moved his cock out of the way and lick at all the pre-cum on his tummy, cleaning it off the whole area and then licked the large drop from his head as well. I again sucked in the head of his cock and swirled my tongue and sucked to get more cum out. I pulled off with a pop from his too. As I sat back, still slowly stroking up and down on both I licked my lips and said, "Ok boys, help me get these clothes off." Both boys got up on their knees; Thomas very gently started to unbutton my shirt while Chad was more urgently tugging at my workout pants. I wasn't sure which way to move with them both going at different ends so I just laid back. Thomas finished unbuttoning my shirt and open it up, he sighed as he stared at my bra and tits. He began to help my up so he could take the top off and unsnap my bra. Before he could unsnap it, Chad had pulled my pants, panties and all, down past my pussy, he gasped as he stared at my pussy, "Oh man she has her pussy pierced Thomas, I knew she was a fucking MILF I knew it!" I just laughed and said, "Get them the rest of the way off Chad so I can open it up for you darling." He hustled with huge urgency and practically ripped them the rest of the way off my legs and threw them who knew where. Meanwhile Thomas had finished unsnapping my bra and pulled it off my shoulders. When my tits came into full view he yelled, "Yo dude! Pierced nipple too, damn you were so right Chad." He then immediately began to massage and knead my tits and lightly pinch my nipples, while Chad started to grab my knees and part my legs. As my legs came open my pussy also parted and the lips fell open to reveal the sift pink inside, which was now very wet and ready to go. They both ran a hand over my bald mons on tops and had to tug a little on the ring to be certain it was really attached to my clit. Thomas moved up a bit and leaned down and began to suck on my one nipple while playing with the pierced one, they quickly got rock hard and I began to moan. Chad was using his fingers to run up and down through the wet slit of my pussy, using his other hand to play with the ring in my clit. It was like he didn't know what to do with it and was moving it like a knocker on a door, I laughed and said, "Chad, it's not a door knocker, but all the same you're welcome to come in." They both laughed and Chad immediately pushed a couple fingers into my wet hole. He began to saw them in and out like he was fucking my pussy with them and was almost ready to cum. I used my right arm to pull his head in and guide him to my pussy, he went without hesitation and began to lick all around the ring and my clit. He kept his fingers going in and out while he concentrated on my clit, I came quickly a nice little cum to get things started, I don't think they even noticed to be honest.After a little bit at this the boys switch places, Thomas was much more urgent in his pussy eating, digging his tongue into my whole like he was starving while Chad played with my nipples and massaged my tits. I got up and pushed Chad back onto his back, getting up so I could straddle his hips. As I reached the point where I was over his cock I reached down and held it straight up and guided it to the entrance of my pussy. I held it there and told Chad to push his cock into me. He lifted his hips and slowly his cock head sank into my pussy. Man it was thick and felt really nice. I asked Thomas to stand on the bed and bring his cock to me. He stood, getting his balance on the bed and stood to the side of me. I turned my head and took his cock into my mouth and began to suck earnestly. As I sucked more and more of his cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue all over it as it went in and out. I sat down a bit more on Chad's big unit. When I got down far enough I took my mouth of Thomas' cock and said "now fuck me Chad", he said absolutely and he began to pound his hips up and down as he pistoned in and out of my pussy. I was moaning and slurping all over the cock in my mouth. Thomas said, "Nicole, this is incredible, too much so I'm going to cum soon."I just moaned and sucked more of him in and put my hands behind him on his ass and pulled him in deeper and not letting him out. He understood what that meant and let loose with a loud groan, a torrent of sweet-salty cum. It was such a powerful shot it missed my tongue altogether and went right down my throat. I quickly had to back off a bit and breathe through my nose while he continued to fill my mouth. I ended up swallowing twice just to keep up with his flow, my goodness these young guys store up a lot. Chad kept pumping away, I was impressed he had lasted this long to be honest, he seemed so eager an inexperienced I thought he'd cum right away. But fortunately he lasted long enough for me to suck my way off Thomas' cock and clean him up good and then as I looked down at him, with a bit of cum dripping down my chin he said, "Nicole, I'm going to blow, do I cum in you?"I replied, "No, let me have it please!" And I jumped off him and grabbed it with my hand and as I put my mouth down he shot his first shot, it hit me in the forehead and I managed to get my mouth over the head before the subsequent shots. Chad produced a huge load, I had a lot of trouble keeping up and swallowing it all, some managed to sneak out onto his stomach and I made sure to clean that up after I finished sucking his cock dry.I sat back, winded and realized maybe, maybe 10 minutes had passed. That's all, just 10 minutes, seemed like an hour I swear. Thomas was still standing on the bed, slowly pulling a still rock hard cock and looking at my tits. Chad was grinning from ear to ear, laying back saying, "Holy shit that was cool," over and over again. I looked back and forth between the boys and then grinned and said, "Ready to go again?" Thomas replied, "I hoped you'd say that, I really want to fuck you too!" Chad said, "Hell yeah! My cock is still rock hard and I have a ton of cum left for you." I said, ok but it had to be on my terms, so I dictated how I wanted it, they readily agreed to my demands. So I asked Thomas to sit on the edge of the bed, he moved quickly and so I jumped down off the bed and put one foot on the bed and the other on the floor. I then leaned into him as his cock sank easily into my pussy as Chad had really given it a good pounding a few minutes ago. I stroked it in and out a few times to get a feel for it. His cock felt really nice, not too big not too small. After a few strokes, while he sucked on my nipples and played with my tits, I kept fucking him in that position. Chad got off the bed and came around behind me, he reached around from behind and played with my tits while he kissed and bit my neck. I reached around behind Chad's head and pulled his face towards mine. We kissed for a bit and then I leaned forward and kissed Thomas too. As I leaned into Thomas I was bending over for Chad behind me. I turned to Chad and said, "Please stick that in my ass, I want to have you both in me at the same time!" I thought they would pass out with that statement. Chad grabbed his cock and he aimed it at my now exposed asshole and began to push it in, very slowly. Thomas remained still as I looked at him and cringed as Chad's cock slowly slid into my ass. I asked Thomas if he could feel it, he replied that he could and that it was getting very, very tight. When Chad was half way in I told him to stop and remain still while I got used to the stretching of my ass. As the initial pain subsided and it turned more to pleasure I leaned my head down and began to suck on Thomas' nipple, he loved this and he began to shift his hips and poke his cock in and out of my pussy. I move my ass back onto Chad's cock in opposite rhythm with Thomas. Pretty soon both guys were really fucking me hard in this manner. Because they had just cum we were able to really fuck like this for awhile, it felt awesome, I know I came at least 3 times. I reached around and played with one of Chad's nipples as I sucked on one of Thomas'. Neither boy could hold back with that sensation being done to them. They both said they were going to cum at about the same time. I yelled for both of them to fill me with cum. They screamed out and I could feel both their cocks pulsing in their own orifice and I knew I was being filled with a lot of cum, lots of strange young man cum. As they both finished Chad pulled out of my ass and I slid off Thomas' cock, I got down on my knees and licked and sucked Thomas' cock clean, he was still hard as a rock!! I turned and cleaned Chad's cock as well. He too was still hard! Oh my, well I told them we should take a quick shower, so we went to the bathroom and all got in the shower. I cleaned them both very well and they cleaned me. I ended up sucking Chad off one more time while Thomas fucked my ass in the shower, they finally wilted a little bit after that but neither was far from soft. As we dried off and dressed. Both boys were just babbling on and on about how lucky they were, the great time they had etc.As they finished moving the boxes into the remaining room and prepared to leave, I asked them if they felt they had a good story to share back at the warehouse. Chad was ecstatic. "Oh my god yes Nicole, is it ok if we tell them all about it?" I said it was fine but not to tell them my address, don't need them rushing over to see if they can get some too. They both promised to keep that to themselves and I asked them if they were going to be coming back on moving day to pack the truck and such. They said that the crew that does that is a 5 man crew, they weren't part of that crew, they only delivered boxes right now and had to work up to that job after awhile of proving themselves. I feigned disappointment but my head was already thinking of their words "that is a five man crew!" I asked Thomas what were the moving crew like and he said that there was an older guy about 39 as the crew lead and then the rest were guys their age, 19-24. One was a black guy but the other four were white guys, they were all pretty cool and good at sports and such. Chad looked at me and asked, "Are you going to fuck them too?" I replied, "I just might! Do you think I should?" Both Thomas and Chad shook their heads, and Chad said, "Nicole, if we tell them what happened today and that you would fuck them as well, it could help us to get promoted to a moving crew sooner, please!" I paused for thought for a moment, I knew this is exactly what you had always wanted me to do, but you probably really wanted to be there too. But you were going to still be out of town. I decided that I would do it and surprise you by using the camcorder to tape it all as well. "Chad I tell you what, tell them your story, see if they get excited about it, then tell them I will fuck them all, but only if you and Thomas can come that day and join not only the crew but also to fuck me again." I swear Thomas was going to pass out and Chad was just staring at me grinning. Thomas said, "Thank you Nicole, we will get an extra $2 an hour if we make the moving crew."Chad added, "Are you sure?" I replied, "Yes but I have a favor, first you must make sure they know no rough stuff and someone has to video tape the whole thing for me, ok?" Thomas replied that the crew lead is married and probably wouldn't join in the fun on my, so he would certainly agree to film it.As I sat there listening to my wife tell me all this I was shocked, I mean a good shocked, all the while she was now stoking my cock, I didn't even know when she had pulled it out of my pants! I told her I loved her and that I was really excited about her story. I then asked her, "Well, did they all fuck you on moving day?" Nicole just responded by standing up, holding out her hand and taking me into our new theater room I had setup the day before. She grabbed a DVD from the camcorder and put it in the player, turned down the lights and then got undressed. She undressed me and had me sit down in the front seat. She looked at me and said, "Watch the movie, you'll know my answer and while you do that I'm going to suck you off like never before!"I sat back as she directed, as the first scenes began on the screen, Nicole began to suck on my super hard cock as I was wide eyed in anticipation.The initial scene was a jumble of the camera moving around, turning, upside down, looking at the floor, then the ceiling and then blurry and zoomed way in. Then I heard, "Shit! It's been recording all this time," by a guys voice. Then I heard Nicole's voice as she dismissed his concern, "It's ok, that was only a few seconds, do you think you got the basics down so you can film everything?" The man's voice responded, "Yeah looks like it's like every other camcorder, just nicer," and laughed. I pushed pause the video and looked down at my wife as she bobbed up and down on my dick, man that feels so damn good. I asked her if she would pause a moment and bring me up to speed with what was going on. She stopped a moment and looked up and me while taking a few small licks at the head of my dick. She then explained, well, Chad and Thomas showed up at the door on moving day, I greeted them with a big smile and a 'hello boys' thing. They were both grinning from ear to ear and sort of bouncing on the toes. I asked them if by their presence things after the other day had gone well back at the warehouse, they both said yes several times. Chad explained that when they got back everyone wanted to know why they were so high and happy, so when they took break and sat at the picnic table with all the other guys they proceeded to tell them everything. Of course most of the guys were like, "yeah right, such BS from you two", but when the crew lead for the moving crew said, "I'll give you two a chance to prove you ain't full of shit, you will join the moving crew for that customer on that day, if it isn't obvious she put out like you said I'll put you on storage duty, you know, the hot boring nasty job in the warehouse."Chad said he and Thomas just looked at each other and said to him, "You'll see, better make sure to save up some of that cum for her, she's a nympho." And then Thomas said, "So here we are, please don't make us look like fools to these guys Nicole." He was so sweet and sincere about it that I just smiled, patted him on the chest and said "don't you were, I'll make sure they know who's legit" As they turned to go back to the truck, I looked over their shoulders and saw this huge moving truck and trailer. There were 4 guys all in their uniforms helping to guide the truck into place and pull the ramps and moving blankets out.As the boys made it back to the crew and said something to them they all turned to see me standing in the doorway looking out at them. They waved, I waved back and then remembered, I was wearing a planned outfit, a short pleated jeans skirt and a sexy little bra with my mesh t-shirt with the word 'irresistible' in rhinestones that you had bought me. The bra barely contained my tits as it has become sort of small over time and my one nipple that is pierced has a tendency to 'hang up' on the edge of the cup, it was doing that now and I wouldn't realize it until later. The guys in the crew playfully swatted at the boys and said "I guess you were right about the MILF part so far." I grinned and turned to go back inside, my pussy gushed a little as the air hit my bare slit and suddenly chilled. As I hurried to get stuff out of the way so that our items could be moved out of the rooms to the truck more easily, I kept thinking or hoping about what was to come for me. The thought of 7 men abusing my pussy, ass and mouth seemed just so hot to me and of course I couldn't wait to spring the surprise on you when you finally got home. I heard a knock on the front door and opened it to find a man in his early 40's at the door with a clip bored. He was about 5'10, maybe 210lbs, good looking man with a company uniform on. He greeted me with a smile and offers of a handshake, introducing himself as Mel, the crew lead for the moving truck. I shook his hand and asked him to step inside; he came through the door and glanced down at my tits and back very quickly. I just grinned at him, waiting for what he had to say. He began by giving the company line about their commitment to quality, efficiency and no damage, he went on to explain the damage waiver and insurance clause and asked me to sign the papers so they could get to work. As I completed signing the papers and offered the clipboard back to him I noted that he looked up quickly to meet my eyes, I realized that while I had turned to sign the papers I had bent over when I set the clipboard on the table, I am certain the short skirt and lack of panties offered him a nice view of my ass and probably even my pussy. I met his gaze as I realized this, it was an awkward sort of few moments and I broke the silence by asking him "Do you know how to use a camcorder?" He raised an eyebrow, puzzled and answered that yes he did "May I ask why, did you want me to videotape something for insurance purposes or something?" I replied no, but knowing that might come in handy later on, winked and opened the door for him. He just looked at me and said, "Ok the boys will be coming in and out a lot, I hope you don't mind."Again, I had an evil grin on my face I am sure and commented, "I absolutely don't mind, they can come in and out as much as they need to!" and another wink. He paused again, started to walk out the door, then stopped and came back in, sort of shyly looking at the floor he asked, "Miss, are you trying to imply something? If so would you please come out and let me know so that me or my crew do nothing that could jeopardize our jobs or company, do you know what I mean? If I am misunderstanding please forgive me."I flushed, I'm sure he noted my reddened face when he added the last part as a precaution. I started to say something, stopped, bit my lower lip, thought for a second and then stuttered out, "W-well, as I am sure Chad and Thomas shared after their box delivery the other day, by their being here today, I assumed, well that they let you know that I enjoy, er... um..." He saved me, "Getting fucked by several strange guys at once? Yeah they told us, we thought they were full of shit, but you just confirmed that they were on the money." He then began to smile and looked at me, "I'm married, happy, so I won't be joining, sorry. But I'm ok with the guys having fun with you, as long as they get their job done too, so don't distract them too much and don't be upset if they take longer than planned with the move. Now, mind if I see what they will get to enjoy?" I got a big smile on my face and then reached down and lifted the hem of the short skirt, this exposed my bare pussy so that he could see how smooth and freshly shaved I was, I also parted my knees just a bit so I could straighten my ring, as my fingers came away we could both see how wet I was. He lightly whistled and shook his head as he headed back out the door. I watched through the glass as he went to the truck, gave moving instructions to the crew, then watched as they got wide eyed and looked at the house and again hit Chad and Thomas on the arm while they both could be heard saying, "I told you so." I took that as a cue to make sure they understood my intentions. I opened the door; made sure they were all looking, then turned around and bent over at the waist to set the door holder so the door would remain wide open. When I did this of course my skirt rose up, my ass and probably my pussy was on full display to them. I took my time fiddling with the thing on purpose and then stood up and slowly walked back inside.As I came back into the house I went to our bedroom. The room was mainly boxes and furniture broken down for moving. I had strategically readied the camcorder and also put the mattresses on the floor, I heard the crew as they began to enter the house and grab stuff from the front room. Chad and Thomas made their way back down the hall, they came into the room as I was standing there folding the last blankets. They came in the room and said "hey" and Chad came up and gave me a big hug. While hugging me he let his hands wrap around behind me and down to my butt. He lifted the skirt and put his hands on my bare ass and rubbed them all around. Thomas moved around behind and got down on his knees and asked Chad to hold my cheeks apart for him. I kissed Chad as he did what Thomas asked; Thomas meanwhile proceeded to stick his face right in there and began licking my asshole, really nice. I bent forward just a bit and Thomas started running a finger back and forth on my slit as he rimmed me. After a few minutes he pushed the finger in and then added a second one. Chad was busy kissing me and playing with my tits, he was pinching and squeezing my nipples through the shirt and bra, that's how I found out my nipple, was sticking out and realized it had to have been when Mel was talking to me! It was hard not to let out a bit of a moan here and there; this caused a couple of the other guys to head back to the room as well. The sort of stuck their head in the doorway and both said, "Oh man, that's hot, can we come in?" I looked over Chad's shoulder at them, I'm sure with a half eyes closed, open mouth look and said "Sure, but only if you intend to join us!" Both guys came into the room, they came right up to us and they sort of roughly pushed Chad and Thomas out of the way. I put my hand on the taller guys' chest to back him off a little bit and then the other as well. Once I caught my breath I said, "Listen, here's the deal. Chad and Thomas are in charge when it comes to me, so there will be no treating them like that or there will be no fun for you. If you can't handle that then by all means go back to work and don't worry about it. But those boys were first, they treated me respectably and so they get dibs. Without their request that I allow you guys to join in you wouldn't be having any fun with me today, got it?" They both looked at me, looked at my body, then they both turned to Chad and Thomas and said, "Shit man, sorry, is it alright if we take your MILF for a spin?" Chad and Thomas both shook their heads and muttered stuff about not being rough with me and being respectable. The guys then turned back to me and said thanks for setting things straight and for letting them enjoy what I had to offer. They introduced themselves as Jeff and Tony and told me the names of the other two guys, Dave and Brian. At that point Jeff, who was about 6' 200lbs and quite muscular proceeded to reach out and grab my chin and began to kiss me. He smelled very nice and he was quite strong as well. Tony, meanwhile must have taken a cue from Thomas and he came up behind me and reached under my skirt and started by rubbing my ass and then quickly moving to putting his fingers between my cheeks and circling my asshole. It wasn't long before Tony mutters that he found my clit ring, he was gently tugging it and also putting one finger in my pussy. Jeff wanted to see the ring so he squatted down and lifted the front of my skirt, while I put my hands on his shoulders to prop myself up for them. Jeff ran his fingers over my bare pussy mound and pushed Tony's fingers out of the way so he could play with and tug on the ring too. He marveled at the ring and how it was pierced in my clit hood and then proceeded to push a couple fingers into my pussy in place of Tony's. Tony had moved his fingers to my asshole again, pushing one in and then two up to the first knuckle. This felt really really nice and I know I was moaning and slowly gyrating my hips.At that point I said, "Whoa! hang on, before this gets going I need to do a couple things. One; one of you needs to go get the other guys, since you need to get your work done we should just get everyone that wants to play in here, play and get it done so you can finish your work. Two; I want to make sure to capture all this on my camera so I can watch it later and really enjoy everything that goes on okay? Three; it's time to get naked, clothes just get in the way don't you think?" They were all nodding their heads as fast as they could. I went over to the camera to turn it on and get it going, Tony walk out the of the room fast, he wanted to get the others and be back without missing anything it seemed. Jeff, Chad and Thomas started to take their work uniforms off as well. After I got the camera running I moved back to the mattress on the floor. I shed my mesh top and unbuttoned and took my bra off. Jeff couldn't stop staring at my tits and saying all sorts of things he wanted to do to me. About the time I was getting my skirt down to my ankles, Tony returned with Dave, Brian and Mel. As they came into the room the other two guys were saying, "HOLY SHIT!" and they too started to undress. Only Mel remained at the doorway, not undressing or anything. I walked up to him naked, put my hand on his chest and asked, "Are you sure you don't want to join us? I'll let you go first since you're the boss?" He smiled and replied, "Darling, you are some kind of hot, I'm serious, but I'm happily married and I would feel way too guilty if I did, no matter how enjoyable it would be during. I appreciate your offer very much though." I just said ok and asked him to come at least run the camera for me, showing him the basics as the guys finished getting undressed.That brings us up to the point where I had paused the video on the screen. She asked if that was sufficient for bringing me up to speed and all I could do it shake my head yes. She said, "Good, now shut up, let me work on your cock and enjoy the movie." I was incredibly horny now; I could have cum two times already if I had allowed myself. As she went back to sucking on the head of my cock, I made sure to tell her how much I loved her and thanked her for the surprise, but I wished I had been there. She said she knows that, but she didn't want to miss the opportunity and the surprise for me. I agreed and proceeded to hit the pause button and look at the screen.On the big screen in front of me was now my naked wife as Mel had straightened out the camera and got it focus. As she turned he followed her moves and I could now see the guys she had only so far, described to me. From her description I could pretty much figure out who was who right away. The first thing I noticed though, was that Dave was black, I mean big and dark black. He was very muscular, shaved chest, nice cut hair, nice smile and when he spoke he was very well spoken.I'm not racist by any stretch of the imagination so my perception had nothing to do with that at all, but I was sort of relieved that if she was going to have sex with a black man, that he was the clean cut type and not the gang-banger type. In any event the only person I could not see was Mel, since he was running the camera. As Mel panned the camera around the room at everyone, I watched as Nicole moved over to the mattress and got down on her knees at one end of it and was talking to Brian and Dave, they were going through introductions of sorts. It seemed awkward to see her, kneeling there naked in front of them, while they too were naked, cocks at half mast, shaking hands. I heard her say, "It's nice to meet you both, I hope you aren't uncomfortable and we can have some fun." while the guys were both stumbling over their words and agreeing with her completely. She turned to the camera and asked Mel if he was ready and the camera shook up and down. With that Nicole reached out for Brian's half hard cock and she told him to come closer that she had already sort of gotten closer to the other 4 and so she needed to spend a little time with him and Dave as well.As Brian moved closer her hand closed around his shaft and she began to pump the shaft a little bit. She asked Dave to come closer as well and get down on the mattress for her. Dave smiled shyly and then moved to the mattress and got down on it next to her. Nicole reached out with her other hand and wrapped it around his cock as well. The contrast of her tan but still lighter skin against the dark black of his cock was shocking. He too was only half hard but quickly stiffened up with her light pumping. Dave reached out and began to run his fingers over her bare mound and tug on the little ring as he allowed his curiosity to play out. He noted how wet she was and proceeded to rub the wetness all around her lips and slipping a finger in to probe deeper. As he was big and muscular his fingers were sort of large as well, larger than everyone else's at least. Now I know what you're think, the ole' cliché of the big black man, well to be honest Dave's cock was large, maybe the largest there, but it wasn't huge. I estimated from Nicole's hand on it that he was about 8 inches, pretty thick as her fingers didn't meet together as they wrapped around, but he also had huge balls that looked full as well. Now Brian had a cock much like mine, about 6-7 inches, thick but not beer can thickness by any means. Brian was built pretty normal for someone I guessed was about 28. He was about 5'9 maybe 180lbs. As she tugged on both cocks, Dave fingered her hole she turned her head, stuck out her tongue and playfully took the drop of pre-cum off the tip of Brian's cock. She let it play out in a droopy string which broke and draped on her chin. She giggled and then told everyone "by the way, no cumming inside my pussy, you can cum in my ass or on my body, but no cum on my face. I would prefer to swallow it all to be honest, so if you want to cum, just tell me so I can take you in and swallow the good stuff" Everyone nodded their acknowledgement and she sort of dove her head down on Brian's shaft, taking most of it in one slurp. She began to suck him in earnest, obviously wanting to receive her first juicy load from all these studs. She worked hard on his shaft, pumping it with her one hand while she swirled her tongue around and around the hard cock making sure to pull back to the head on every stroke and sucking hard at that point. After a few minutes of this Brian, who was now holding onto the sides of her head as she worked on him, moaned loudly and said, "Shit! I can't hold back! She's fucking incredible at sucking dick, oh man! Here it comes! Here's the cum you asked for! It's going to be a load... AAAHHH YES! YES!" And with that he let loose and obviously strong load into her mouth. Anticipating it, Nicole flattened her hand against the based of his cock leaving only her thumb and forefinger around the shaft base and helped his cock in her mouth. Shot after shot pumped into her mouth, she allowed some of it to gather up before she swallowed the first of two mouthfuls from his balls. As his pumping cock slowed the pace she began to slowly stroke the shaft again with her fingers and then she sucked hard on just the head to get the last drops out of the tube. When she took her mouth off his cock she licked the head to clean it and then massaged his balls as she looked up and said, "Thank you for the cum Brian, you've been saving that for a rainy day huh? Jeeze that was a lot of of it." She then gave him a playful slap on the butt and turned to face Dave. During the blowjob Dave had been watching in awe as she working on Brian's cock, he had never seen someone have sex right in front of him outside of porn or his own chicks working on him. He was fascinated at the action and raw debauchery in front of him. Its affect was to make him even harder than he was before. Nicole was enjoying his fingers pumping in and out of her but she also noted that his cock had a large drop of pre-cum on it and she wanted that as well. She shifted around onto her knees again, in between Dave's legs now. As she got into place she bent down and slurped the drop of cum off the top of his cock, she said something about a second serving and proceeded to begin sucking on the head of Dave's cock. While she was bent over like that Jeff got down on the floor on his back and shimmied up under her. The way she was sitting had left her pussy exposed and hanging down available for anything. He moved his head up and began to tweak the clit ring with his tongue, this elicited a nice little squirm and squeal from Nicole. He pushed his tongue up farther, running it along her pussy lips which were now open and very wet with her juices. He began to lick at her clit and alternate with sticking his tongue into her pussy. Lapping at the juices her lust was creating there. Nicole began to grind her pussy down onto Jeff's face more as she enjoyed the feeling he was providing. He started to suck on her clit hard, then slowly lap at it before sucking hard again. Tony, Chad and Thomas we're getting a bit impatient so they asked Nicole if she would mind changing positions so they could get in on the fun too. Nicole looked up and said absolutely and she moved off Jeff's face and proceeded to turn around to face the guys while standing over Dave's knees. She then squatted down and grabbed Dave cock and lined it up with her pussy. She slowly sank down on his cock until it was buried in her to the hilt and she was essentially sitting on his pelvis. She turned her head to look at Dave, "You like?" Dave responded with, "Oh my god yes, your pussy is so friggin hot, wet and smooth, its heaven!" She then moved her legs so she was now on her knees and shins and she pumped up and down on his cock several times. They both were moaning and making sloppy sounds at their connection point. She paused for a moment and straightened the top half of her body out. She motioned for the other guys to move forward and surround her. The guys came forward, all four of them, she reached out and grabbed Jeff's and Thomas cocks as they were the closest, she began to pump them in her hands and she leaned her head forward and took Tony's cock into her mouth. She sucked hard on it, basically laying his cock on her tongue only, sliding it back and forth. She would stop every other stroke and wiggle her tongue on the underside of the tip, which would cause his cock to jump in her mouth.A couple times as she moved to slide in, his cock would jump from the sensation caused and poker in the nose of the eye and everyone would laugh. After a good sucking of Tony's cock she switched to Chad's cock and repeated the same technique. All the while stroking Jeff and Thomas and bouncing up and down on Dave's big cock. As she was switching back and forth, Tony said he wasn't going to last much longer, she was having a profound effect on him. She took his cue and started to suck on his cock with her lips fully wrapped around it, using her lips to apply the same pressure her fingers would had they been wrapped around his cock and her tongue swirled on it. He yelled it was time and his crotch convulsed, he reached down and held his cock at the base while she accepted the strings of cum into her mouth, it was a big load and she wasn't prepared for it all and so some dripped out of her mouth at the corners and even dripped onto her tits. When he finally slowed his orgasm and backed away she let go of Jeff's cock and scooped up the cum on her chin and tits and swallowed it. Tony squeezed out the final drop onto her outstretched tongue and she grinned and swallowed it. Tony staggered back and "said shit girl that was awesome, but I'm going to have to get this sucker back up because I definitely want to nail you at least once" Nicole smiled after wiping her chin and proceeded to lean over and start sucking on Jeff's cock. After moving her hand to Chad's dick she began to work hard on Jeff's cock, making loud slurping sounds as his dick pistoned in and out of her mouth. Dave was holding onto her hips as she held her waist up above his, he was bouncing his hips up and down under her, pounding his dick up into her pussy with speed. Tony who was sitting on the floor off to the side made a funny remark that if he went any faster they start to see smoke. Everyone laughed at that and Dave had to stop and he laid back on the mattress, breathing hard and letting his dick sit in her hole, still for the first time in 5 minutes.Nicole decided it was time to change tactics. She pushed away from the guys and stood up off Dave cock and turned around to face him. She got back down on one knee with her other foot on the other side of his hips. She reached down and stroked his hard cock a few times; it was slick with their juices and also soothing to him at the same time. With her had covered in their juices she moved it up to her ass crack and work the mixture over her asshole. Then she sat down on Dave cock again, sinking all the way down on his cock until it was buried deeply. She leaned forward and turns to Jeff and said, "Come on, bring that dick over here and put your cock in my ass, I want a nice DP ok?" Jeff didn't hesitate, he moved onto the mattress and straddled her hips and squatted down. He lined his cockhead up with her asshole and started to push in, the juices she put there acting as a good lubricant. Her tight hole offered some initial resistance until the head popped in. She cringed a little bit and put her hand on his chest and said, "Wait and let me get used to it, OK there, that's it, go slow at first until you are all the way in, then wait a few seconds before pulling it out, there just like that, that's good. Ok its fine now, let's get to fucking!" With that she was past the initial pain point, her sphincter having stretch enough to accommodate his size and relax. Both guys said they had never ever done anything like this before, they were swearing at the awesome feeling though and both were sawing in and out of her two holes in a perfect rhythm. Jeff adjusted his legs so it was easier and he began to pound into her ass, he could feel his crew mates cock sliding back and forth in the pussy below, the thin, nerve fills section of skin being the only thing dividing them. Dave could also feel Jeff's dick moving back and forth, it was an odd sensation and if he didn't think of the gay aspects of it, it was pretty awesome. He vowed to find a way to get his girl to do this as well, he was really going nuts at all the sensations his dick was feeling, her fingers pinching his nipples, all the other guys screwing her and to top it off Chad had moved up to the front of the mattress and Nicole was sucking on his cock right above him. Not wanting to leave Thomas out Nicole reached her free hand out and grabbed at his cock and stroked it. She stopped sucking Chad long enough to tell Thomas that whoever comes first he is to take their spot quickly, he shook his head up and down fast and looked at Jeff and said, "Better be you man, I want to fuck her ass really bad." Jeff was concentrating on the feeling in his groin, it was the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced, he had never screwed a chick in the ass before and this was better that he had ever imagined. He shook his head at vaguely hearing Thomas request, then he said, "Oh my god, your wish is going to come true!" He began to pump copious amounts of cum into her ass. As his cock convulsed the juice out he pushed his cock as deep as he possible could and held it there, he grunted several times and on the last shot jerked his hips forward with emphasis as if to make a point. Everyone held still, watching Jeff for what seemed like an eternity. Then Jeff opened his eyes and remembered where he was and who was around him, He slowly backed his softening dick out her of her and then smacked her ass as he backed away, "Whew! Damn that was incredible... next!" Nicole had her mouth full or she would have chimed in it was great for her too. Without wasting a single second, Thomas moved in behind, held his cock in place and shoved into her extended ass all the way to the base of his shaft.Chad was enjoying the show that was happening before him, he watched as his friend, Thomas sawed in and out of this hot woman's ass, his hands gripping her hips tightly and he was pulling her ass back to meet his hard thrusts. Pretty much the only noise in the room was the slurping sound of her sucking his cock, the hard pelvis to ass slapping of Thomas and her grunts every time he bottomed out in her. Dave was laying there under her, his eyes rolled back in his head, mouth open, his hands on her tits playing with her nipples as she slide back and forth on his cock. The sensations of her hot, wet pussy, clamped tightly around his cock and the feel of the other cock sliding back and forth millimeters away in her ass were beginning to be too much. He remembered her only request "don't cum in my pussy" and so he was trying to think of anything at all to keep from cumming as he was very close. He was thinking about all the boxes they needed to load, the furniture to move and the number of moving blankets they had brought, would there be enough? Finally he didn't think he could hold back any more, the need to cum was too great, his toes were curling now. He looked up at her as her mouth was clamped around Chad's shaft and said, "Girl, I'm going to cum and I need to get out of your pussy!"She broke her suction and quickly lifted up and off Dave's dick and moved back, all the while keeping Thomas engaged in her ass but he had to scramble to keep from falling off the end of the mattress. A big glob of spit and cum nearly hit Dave in the face from the end of Chad's dick and Chad back off quick as well. Nicole maneuvered over Dave's cock and grabbed it by the base and lifted it up straight, she began to pump it and suck on it at the same time. Tasting the mixture of her pussy juice and the pre-cum there, she sucked in earnest. He grabbed the sides of her head and grunted as his dick began to spurt large salty shots of cum into her mouth. She couldn't contain it all and some dripped down onto his thighs and hips bone. As she pumped the shots into her mouth and swallowed as fast as she could she counted, he had almost 11 big shots! Incredible! When he was done and she had sucked the last drop out, she swallowed and then licked up the missed cum from his thigh and hip and slowly squeezed the softening cock. Dave slid himself out from under the pile, and Chad slid into the vacant spot, Nicole moved back up over Chad and helped him to slid his cock into her pussy. Thomas and Chad began to find a rhythm and proceeded to fuck the hell out of her ass and pussy, they were young and hard as rock, lots of energy to boot. As they furiously fucked this nymph they moaned and groaned yelling, "SHIT! SHIT!" over and over as they enjoyed the feeling and the thought of how fortunate they were. Thomas succumbed shortly after; he pulled out of her ass fast with an audible 'pop' sound and stroked his cock as he stood over her back, his cum shot in a line all the way up her spine with the last few shots landing in a gathering pool in the small of her back. Nicole was 'oohhing' about how hot his cum felt on her back and saying that she wished he had made it around to her mouth instead.With Thomas done and only Chad left to finish, she rolled onto the mattress on her back. Chad got up and proceeded to mount her from above, he bent her legs over his shoulders and up by her collar bone. He then straightened his body out, holding himself up by his arms and toes. He began to pound into her pussy with force, really slapping his pelvis bone into the tops of her thighs. She was holding onto the backs of her legs, giving him the most open possible access to her pussy. As he lowered down to his knees the angle became better and this was literally the best position for the deepest penetration. She was softly telling him "fuck me harder, make it go deeper, pound it, pound into my pussy" Chad was spinning, he had never fucked a woman this way and the feeling on his dick and his entire groin was incredible. He looked up at his friends and yelled at them "holy shit, her pussy is so hot its almost burning my crotch every time I bottom out" She reach up and began to play with his nipples, knowing that this very act makes me cum almost immediately. It had the same powerful affect on Chad, he yelled "HOLY SHIT!" and jumped up to straddle her chest, shooting shot after shot of hot cum all over her tits. The first shot had been so powerful it flew all the way up and landed in her hair above her forehead, the second shot landed with a wet plop on her chin and the rest pooled between her tits. As his orgasm subsided, another grunting could be heard and the camera fell crazily to the mattress, while the angle was on its side, you could clearly see Nicole's head as well as another man's legs and crotch fall into view, his pants were open and his dick was out, he was stroking it fast and another hand grabbed Nicole's head and lifted it up to the dick, she roughly put her mouth around it as the man's voice said, "Oh shit! Oh shit! I'm cumming god, god, that was fucking hot, drink it down girl," until finally she stopped sucking and laid her head back down. The view was still the man's dick, hard as a rock and throbbing up and down with each pulse of his heart, lots of heavy breathing could be heard.The camera was picked back up and Mel could be heard saying, "Sorry Nicole, I know I said I wouldn't, but I couldn't take anymore and didn't want to cum on the carpet or mattress."She just said it was perfectly fine and she was glad he had cum too. They guys were dressing, Nicole just lounged on the mattress, naked and rubbing her body all over. Chad asked her sweetly if she had had fun too, she shook her head big time and said, "Oh yes."Tony asked if she had cum as well, that they would feel bad if she hadn't, she said she had had 3 orgasms during the two DPs and that they shouldn't worry, she can't always cum when not with her hubby, but that she totally enjoys what goes on anyway. She told the boys thanks you, that she really had fun, they needed to go work and she was going to get a shower. Her intentions to them were to hang out in the bedroom and the mattress was the last thing to be moved. They could come in and fuck her as much as they wanted as long as they got their work done. The camera turned off at the point.I was shocked, during the movie, which had lasted about 48 minutes, I had cum twice, she swallowed both loads and was still softly licking my cock and it was still rock hard. She looked up and asked me what I thought. All I could do was mutter, "Please let me fuck you now." She smiled and turned around on her hands and knees. I moved up to the end of the seat, this was one of our favorite positions actually. She scooted back so her feet were under the couch and her ass was lined up with my dick, I pushed my dick into her pussy, it was super wet and felt incredibly hot. I pushed in to the base of my dick and she began to rock back and forth on my cock with vigor. At one point I sort of stood/squatted up over her hips and began to really pound into her pussy, she loves this most of all. As she was moving her hips all around I couldn't hold back anymore and I pulled out and stood above her and shot 7 shots of hot cum onto her back. Exhausted I sat back down on the chair and tried to catch my breath. She used my t-shirt to wipe up her back and then got on the couch next to me and rubbed my chest. She asked me if I really liked the video, if I was ok with everything and surprised. I couldn't deny it was the single most erotic thing I had ever seen. Yes I had wished I could have been there, I'm NOT a cuckold like that, but I understood the opportunity and her wanting to surprise me. That indeed was the best part. As I caught my breath I asked her about what happened after, since the video had ended there. She explained that after the video was shut off, each of the guys dressed, gave her a hug and kiss and went to work, she got up and took a long hot shower and she actually diddled herself to a really good orgasm thinking about what had just occurred and that she couldn't wait to share it with me. She said that after her shower she dried her hair, put makeup on and then put on a little cover for over her bathing suit. She went to the kitchen and got a bite to eat and some sweet tea. The guys were busy working, in and out of the door with furniture and boxes. Mel yelled at them to slow down before someone gets hurt, Jeff yelled back "but boss we want to have another go with her and we need to finish" Mel just looked over at Nicole and shook his head. Several times during the rest of the day, one of the guys came back to the room and said, "It's my break time. I have 15 minutes. Can we... uh... you know what I mean!" ***She said that each of the guys had fucked her at least twice more in either her ass or pussy. Chad had asked for and received an opportunity to fuck her in the ass on the mattress after it was loaded last on the truck. That set off a chain reaction with each of the guys taking their last turn with her on that mattress on the truck, including Mel, who finally caved and said he had to try her out. He took the longest, 15 minutes of him pounding her in the sleeper cab of their moving truck. As it was now dark out and she was exhausted, Nicole said she basically just jumped down out of the cab of the truck naked, kissed each guy and walked wobbly to the house and got another shower. We had a call that night as she lay at the hotel room; she said it was so incredibly hard not to tell me everything that had happened. She watched the video again and diddled to another cum. We figured out that she had been fucked by 7 guys for a total of 17 times. She swallowed 14 loads of cum, granted the second and third loads we're pretty small compared to the first ones so it wasn't really that much, at least she tried to make herself believe. She had been fucked in the ass 6 times and her jaw was still sore a week later from all the blowing she had done.The surprise everything had worked out; she could not have pulled it off if the kids had been there of course so it seemed all things came into place to make it a great move.End |
juliannas1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/juliannas1.txt | Julianna was having fun. Her friends had convinced her to go out and as she sipped on her second drink of the night, she had to admit she was glad they did. She couldn't help but notice all of the cute guys in the bar and the alcohol was definitely having an effect. She had made her friends promise to keep an eye on her if she got too drunk because when that happens, she tends to let loose and get a little wild. The fact that her sex drive is stronger than just about any man's doesn't help. Maybe she would call her regular fuck buddy, Tommy, just to satisfy that need. He's usually available and many nights when the clock strikes 12, that's where she finds herself. No, tonight would be different, she told herself. Tonight she would just drink and maybe meet a nice guy and talk. That was the plan and she was sticking to it. As she was enjoying her fourth drink (a very dangerous number for her), a guy came over and introduced himself as Bill. Julianna thought to herself that he was just perfect. Clean cut, nice, very cute with dark hair and what looked like a solid build. Very nice. Bill on the other hand was thinking to himself how hot this 5 foot, 130 lbs tan brunette was looking in her tight jeans and low cut top. The tops of her tan breasts tantalizing and her round ass filling out the jeans perfectly. He had a feeling that this girl was hotter than she looked and his cock twitched at the thought of finding out if he was right. He would just lay on the charm and keep buying drinks in the hope of finding out.After a few drinks, Julianna was starting to get a little tipsy and very horny like she knew she always does when she drinks. When Bill suggested doing some body shots at his place, she knew she shouldn't but the temptation was overwhelming and the throbbing of her little pussy could not be denied. She wanted to say no but instead find herself not only saying yes but suggesting going to her apartment since it was closer to the bar. When Bill heard this, he just thought to himself that he was right. Julianna might look innocent but soon he would be doing anything he wanted to her sexy body. The way her hands ran up and down his arms and shoulders as they drove to her place only helped with that assumption. For her part, Julianna was just thinking how hard his body felt and how moist her pussy was starting to get. She had hoped to maintain some control tonight but her natural instincts were starting to come through and soon she knew she would just need to be fucked and fucked well. She hoped Bill would be up to the challenge. When they got back to her place, Julianna found a body of tequila and asked Bill if he wanted a drink. Bill just grabbed her and pulled her in for a hard kiss. His passion surprised Julianna as she was not expecting such an aggressive act from a "nice" guy like this. But her body's response could not be ignored as his hands moved over her body, one cupping a breast and the other taking a firm grip on her perfect ass. Any self control she had was all but gone as she returned his kiss and moved her hands between them to feel how turned on he was. She thought to herself "nice" once again as his cock was rock hard in his jeans and from what she could tell, he had more than enough to satisfy her. Bill pulled away from their kiss and smiled down at Julianna and asked if she wanted to see what she was going to get. She nodded yes as she watched him unzip his jeans and slowly pull his cock out. Julianna smiled at the site of his 7 inch, very fat cock. When he told her to take a closer look, any pretense of self control was gone as she sank to her knees and wrapped her hand around the shaft. Her hand barely fit around its girth and she took the head into her hot, wet mouth. Julianna was very skilled at giving head and her body was now on fire as she sucked a little more of his cock in. As he wrapped his hands in Julianna's hair, Bill thought to himself that this was just perfect. Julianna's hot mouth felt so good on his cock and his aggressive nature was beginning to take over. Julianna couldn't help but notice this as she felt his hands first grabbing at her hair and then reaching down to grope at her breasts. His fingers pinched her nipples roughly making them stiff and throbbing. She felt slight disappointment when he pulled her by her hair off his cock but when she heard him say, "You have way too much on. Let me see that hot body", she stood up and peeled the clothes off as he did the same. Once they both undressed, Bill sat back on the couch and told Julianna to climb into his lap. Although she was surprised at his tone (he was so clean cut and nice after all), the need built up in her pussy could not be denied and she quickly straddled his lap. Julianna gasped and then let out a long moan as Bill's fat cock entered her wet pussy to the hilt. She ground her hips against him as he urged her on. She could tell that Bill liked to take control as he hands moved over her body, pinching her nipples, slapping her ass, scratching her back and pulling her hair. Even though she usually didn't like rough sex, for some reason, his behavior just made her hotter and she suddenly stiffened and let out a loud scream as her first orgasm of the night hit her like a tidal wave. She could barely hear Bill urging her to cum on his cock as she rode it out, trying to catch her breath. Bill looked up at Julianna as she came and he knew that he had her so worked up, that she would let him do anything to her. As this thought sunk in, he noticed the deck outside her apartment and told her "stand up, I have an idea." Julianna reluctantly pulled herself off his hard cock and tried to keep up as he grabbed her wrist and led her outside. She offered token resistance but her body's needs were too great as they stepped out on the deck. Fortunately, the apartment faced the woods so while her neighbors would hear if they were outside, she didn't have to worry about being seen. Julianna stepped out into the cool night air. Her body on fire as she felt Bill's hand on her shoulder and his voice commanding "bend over." Her hands gripped the rails of her second floor deck as felt him move in behind her. His hand slapped down on her ass hard as he pushed that fat cock back into her searing pussy. As one hand pulled her back by her hair, she felt him kissing and biting at her neck. His other hand alternated between rubbing her hips and slapping her ass. He told her to rub her clit and to push her ass back against his cock while he fucked her. Then he asked her if she liked being fucked like this, where anyone walking below could see and any neighbor could step out and hear what a bad girl she was. Julianna just nodded, moaned and told him to fuck her harder as another orgasm was close. Her hand worked her clit and her body jerked again as she came on his cock. She tried hard to be quiet but Bill had her so turned on, she couldn't help the moans and words that escaped her mouth. She thought she heard one of her neighbors step outside on their deck but at this point, she wouldn't have cared if they were watching from five feet away. Bill was fucking her good just like she needed and if someone wanted to watch, that was fine with her. Bill just thought to himself how perfect this was as he slapped his hand down on her ass again. Fucking this hot little slut on her deck had him close to cumming and he wanted to fill her up good. He quickened his thrusts inside her tight little pussy and then jerked her back against him as his spurted shot after shot of cum into her cunt. He felt her muscles squeeze his cock like a vice, milking all of his cum out, her third orgasm of the night racking her body as she jerked and twitched against him. He tried to catch his breath as he thought of what else he would do with her body. He couldn't wait to find out. It was then that he noticed his watch. The sight of 4:00AM reminded him that he had to be up in two hours for work. Any thoughts about fucking this cutie would have to wait for another time. Bill leaned up against her, bit at her neck again and then whispered that he hated to do it but he had to go. Julianna heard Bill say he had to leave. Normally she might have been disappointed but between the alcohol and the strong orgasms she had while Bill fucked her, she just wanted to get to bed. She showed him to the door and watched as he left. She then collapsed on the couch, completely exhausted and fell asleep.The next morning, Julianna woke up barely able to move. Bill's rough treatment had left her sore all over and when she looked in the bathroom mirror, she noticed bruises on her neck, shoulders and back. For whatever reason, this actually gave her a little thrill. When she stepped back into her living room, she noticed a card on the corner. It was Bill's business card, along with a pair of sunglasses that she had noticed in his shirt pocket the night before. She couldn't help herself as she dialed the number on the card. Her pussy tingled as she heard his voice on the other line. Julianna tried to keep her cool as she said hello and told him he left his sunglasses at her apartment. When he told her he would stop by to get them, he asked if it was okay to bring a friend over. Julianna knew she should say no but the thought of how Bill fucked her was still fresh in her mind and despite her struggle to try and be a good girl, she just whispered, "Yes, that would be fine."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 47 |
computer2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/computer2.txt | Part 2: Carrie And Come ChangesJust to quickly remind the faithful reader, I'm a 32-year old computer guy who does repair on the side in our very nice neighborhood. My wife, Carrie, is also 32, 5'2," with great C cups that look large on her small frame.In my last story, I had found out that the local golden boy, Jason Evars, had quite an extensive collection of porn consisting completely of local women, including his perfect wife, Linda. At the end of it, I had found my wife Carrie in one of his computer files, plenty of pictures of her with him, and a short movie of her with a black friend of his.After that whole incident, I have been helping Jason more with his computer setup, which also makes me some decent side money. I'm basically his personal I.T. guy, which is fine with me. I've been downloading all his new adventures, and they really fuel my fire with Carrie in bed.I haven't told her that I know about what she did. To tell you the truth, I'm conflicted - half the time it turns me on, the other half I get disgusted. But as always, my penis gets the final word, so I've kept it quiet. I've been rewarded by 2 more instances of Carrie's infidelity on his computer, both just with Jason, but both very hot.The next door neighbor is Marilyn- she's 22, cute brunette, great body, very likeable. I've fixed her computer twice, and yesterday she brought it over again because her modem wasn't working. I have no idea why she's on dial-up still, and tried to get her to upgrade, but she just wanted the modem fixed. She dropped the system off and went out shopping.It took me all of 2 minutes to throw in a new $12 modem and test it, so I was waiting around for her to come back. I grabbed my laptop and brought up the folder of Marilyn withJason, complete with a couple movies of her going all-out. I got a hard-on watching, and was thoroughly engrossed in it when the doorbell rang.I let Marilyn in, trying to hide my arousal, even though the target of my lust was standing in front of me. She walked past me, and I pictured her nude body on Jason's bed. She was wearing knee-high leather boots, black stockings, a skirt, and a sweater. It looked like a completely new outfit, and I figured she had bought it that day. She asked how the repair went, I told her I had to install a new model, and it would be $40. She got her wallet from her purse and fished out some cash. As she was about to pay me, she looked up, let out a gasp and turned red. I looked behind me and realized my laptop was still open in the bedroom, with the movie of her looping over and over. "OH MY GOD DID HE GIVE THAT TO YOU" she screamed at me. I grabbed her arms to calm her down, telling her that no, I had taken those videos from his computer. She looked somewhat relieved, but she knew that I, at least, still had them."You haven't shown those to anyone, have you?" she said, a scared look in her eyes. "No, I haven't," I said."So, why are you watching them?" she asked. I blushed myself, and I think she noticed my pants for the first time. "Oh, you were masturbating" she laughed a little. Then she got a harder look. "You're not going to show anyone, are you?"I suddenly realized the situation. I had a beautiful young woman that was begging me for a favor. The problem was, I had no idea how to take advantage of it. "I, uh, I'm not sure," I stammered out. My eyes trailed up and down her body, something she didn't miss."Fine" she said. "But only once, and you delete everything, okay?" I said Yes, not really knowing what I was agreeing to. Five minutes later, I was exploding onto Marilyn's bare breasts as she licked the head of my cock and held her incredible breasts together for me to slide into.She stood next to me, topless, as I deleted the files - then she had me empty the Recycle Bin so she was sure they were gone. (Although I back up EVERYTHING, naturally). So she was happy, and I was very happy. "So, are Charlotte and Mandy on there?" she guessed. "Oh, no," I said. "I can't say." She leaned over, her naked breasts pushing into my face. "Oh, come on, tell me," she said softly. Of course I told her, how could I not? "I thought so!" she smiled. "Don't tell Jason," I said. "I won't, hon," she said. "Just keep me out of it, k?" I nodded. She took her computer and was gone. I never got paid, in cash, but I didn't argue about it. I didn't imagine anything else could happen that day, but as usual, my imagination wasn't accurate. Marilyn obviously called Mandy, who stormed over to my house and banged on the door. Mandy is about 23, a total trophy wife of the 40-year old guy down the road, who I don't really know. She's very good looking, very wealthy, and I think she was pissed off that I might ruin it for her. I let her in, vaguely hoping for some more activity, but that was quickly put to rest by her demands that I delete her pictures and video from the files. She threatened to tell Jason that I stole them, so I led her over to the laptop and showed her all of her files, and deleted them in front of her. That clueless girl didn't even make me delete them from the Recycle Bin. She slammed the door as she left, but I did watch her perfect ass move down the street to her house. Hey, I'm just a guy.You would think it would end there, and to tell you the truth, I'm mostly glad it didn't, although what followed was a bit bizarre. I was, once again (I know, I'm sorry, it's a weakness) jerking off to Carrie's videos, when she walked in the door. I ALWAYS lock the door, and give myself time to get everything in order just in case something like that happens. But after Mandy left, I completely forgot, and Carrie saw me stroking to pictures and videos of her with Jason.Carrie is obviously a lot quicker thinking than me, because all she said was, "Oh, so you know." No apologies, no 'sorry', no crying. She saw me getting off to it, and knew it wasn't the problem it should have been."I didn't know he taped it," was the next thing she said. "Yeah, he's got a hidden video camera," I told her, and showed her where in the room it had to be. "How long have you known?" she asked next. "About 2 weeks," I said. "And you like it, don't you?" she said a little harshly. I felt like a dick."I don't know, it's kind of hot." "Did he show you?" she asked. "No, I found the files hidden on his computer," I said. "You know I love you, right?" she said. "Yes," I said, feeling bad for some bizarre reason. Her next words started the whole next chapter of our lives."Do you want to find more videos in the future?" she asked. "Wh-what do you mean?" I managed to get out. "Of me, honey, do you want to find videos of me with him in the future?"I realized she was giving me the option to stop it all, to stop her from cheating on me. I couldn't answer, because in truth, I didn't know."Yes, you do," she answered for me. "You want to find a video of me next week, and you want to masturbate to it, to your wife fucking another man, am I right?" I just nodded. "And I won't tell you anything, you'll just have to find out for yourself, correct?" I nodded again. That was it, it changed everything.She went to the bedroom and got on her cell phone. I could hear her talking to Linda (Jason's wife), but I couldn't make out the conversation. The rest of the night was pretty normal until about 9pm. I mean, it was a little strange, the whole mood, but we had dinner, watched some TV that I didn't really see, and then at about 9:00 she went back to the bedroom, and I heard her brushing her teeth. She came out, put on her shoes, and got her coat."Where are you going?" I asked, dreading the answer, but anticipating it. "It will be much easier, now that you know," Carrie said. I must have looked confused. "I'm going to Linda's," she said. "What are you going to do?" I asked. "Watch the movie," she said, looking over her shoulder as she went out the door. "You're going to love the show." I didn't see Carrie till the next morning, when she walked in at 6:30am to get ready for work. She gave me a kiss and got in the shower. An hour later, she was ready for work, and left me with another kiss. I got my cell phone and stared at it, hoping Jason would call soon for some help. To be continued? |
marielovesboys2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/marielovesboys2.txt | PART 2Daniel, the nephew of Marie's best friend's boyfriend, had proven to be a willing and enthusiastic partner firstly in a threesome with us and then joining us with another young couple. My arse had been sore for days after being fucked by both young guys including one with a massive dick. Marie took great delight in telling me it would teach me to be gentler with her in future!The session with Daniel and the other couple, Brian and Becky, had satisfied our needs for a short while and despite Daniel hounding us to introduce him to our other swinger friends (whom we didn't have as we had made it up to entice him back first time around), we had fielded him and said we were on to it.The swinger's sites we had joined kept producing middle aged men looking for extracurricular sex but Marie wanted young studs.Late one night when Marie had gone to bed due to the time of the month, I had taken to the webcam and chat rooms. I came across two young lads who both looked pissed and who were looking for women. They came to my camera as I was advertised as a couple. I had to explain that Marie was in bed asleep and a conversation ensued about what they would like to do to her. The guys said they would love to be in a gang bang with her and I naturally commented that it was an unusual thing for two straight guys to want to do with other guys present."We don't mind showing cock to other guys," said the one as he stood up and exposed a stiff erection.His pal followed suit so I joined in and we all ended up wanking to each other. No one came but towards the end of the chat I said that if they genuinely wanted to fuck her, they could and if they had some friends, they could too. He gave his e-mail address and signed off, and I assumed that once they sobered up, embarrassment would kick in and I wouldn't hear from them again.An e-mail two days later, suggested I had been wrong and the two guys, who I now knew as Rick and Jamie, had rustled up another from their college who they said was gay. When I challenged the guy's credentials, Rick came back saying that the gay guy liked being used by them and would also like to try at Marie too!This was getting interesting and once the customary pics had been exchanged, I broached the subject to Marie."What age did you say Keith?" she asked."Eighteen for two I've seen and nineteen for the gay one," said I."Tasty," said Marie. "What about Daniel?""I'll ask but I doubt it will be his cup of tea," I said and e-mailed him.Daniel's response, as I expected, was apprehensive. He was 18 and still quite inexperienced. He had already fucked Marie twice so I assumed the novelty for him would be for new girls not new men. I told him not to worry as there would be other times but was surprised when, two days later, he texted to say he wanted to do it!Unusually orgies are difficult to organise. There's always someone who can't make it on certain days but eventually we all settled on a Bank Holiday Monday and managed to coordinate all four guys. The arrangement was that Daniel, Marie and I would be in a Royal Oak pub at 2.30 in the afternoon and the three students would drive over and meet us there. I preferred the idea of meeting on neutral ground in case anyone chickened out, especially the gay guy who I felt sure would be a duck out of water.So we sat there looking a little uncomfortable in a nearly empty pub half expecting a "no-show" when these apparitions of male beauty walked in. I was drawn immediately to the tall guys who was 6 feet tall, slim and with stunning blue eyes. His hair was fair almost to being blonde and I realised in that split second that he was the gay one. I recognised Rick and Jamie. They both had a laddish, "anything goes" look about them the sort of guys who would tie their mate to a lamppost and leave him naked on his stag night! It wasn't easy to miss us and once we had met the new recruits, Lee who did turn out to be the tall gay one, and I we were soon sitting chatting uncomfortably. I was nervous! Nervous that it might go wrong, nervous that they might somehow hurt Marie nervous that the gay/bi/straight thing might go pear-shaped and really, just nervous!Marie was sitting like a prima donna. If she was scared, she wasn't showing it. It was quite the reverse as though she was loving all the attention. She glanced at me and winked. I looked at the assembled group and caught Lee looking at me nervously. He half smiled and licked his lips unconsciously. I thought, "Christ that's all I need, a gang bang with my wife and now the gay boy wants to have me!"Then I realised my cock was brick hard!"Let's head back to ours," said Marie as she stood like a school mistress addressing her pupils.Like pupils they all stood up and followed as she headed out the door for the ten minute walk back to our place. I ended up with Lee at the back of the group."Hi," said I."Hi to you," said Lee."So what are you getting out of this? I asked."If you promise not to laugh I'll tell you," he said and then continued. "I love straight men. I know it's daft when you're gay but I just love straight guys to such an extent that watching them being straight turns me on. So much so that I now can do a little with women in this kind of environment only. I couldn't do one on my own. Rick and Jamie used to tease me about being gay until one night when we were all drunk, they both fucked me. In the morning they were embarrassed and made me promise never to tell a soul. "I, of course, loved it. It didn't take long until Rick tried it on again and then Jamie did too, both while drunk, of course. It has developed over the last year that they now like to pretend to force me to do things which usually means I end up being fucked by them. Recently I have even got them to wank each other but they wouldn't want me telling that. I have been in a room while they have fucked girls and once they made me fondle a girl's breasts while she sucked me. "They then fucked me in front of her. It was so exciting. They told me about you and Daniel and also with them on webcam. I find you attractive so I can but hope!"My cock was still hard! This was going to be an interesting afternoon!Marie was almost like a stranger when we returned home asking if the guys wanted a drink, did they want to freshen up before flitting off and leaving us all making small talk. She returned a few minutes later wearing a flowing and transparent top covering bra and panties. She made a bee-line for the two butch guys, Rick and Jamie putting and arm around each. The boys weren't slow and quickly took an arm and breast each."Come on guys, strip!" said Marie.They all did including myself and soon all five guys stood naked in all their splendour. Rick and Jamie had what I would call average cocks. Both almost identical in size, around 6 inches long with foreskin covering the end and curving slightly upwards. Their pubic hair covered their smallish balls which were tight against their bodies. Daniel joined them standing behind Marie so that she had one guy either side and one behind. Daniel's cock appeared between her legs while the two others were jointly fingering her and kissing a breast apiece. I stood, excited as always watching my pretty Marie being seduced. A hand gripped my cock and I realised that Lee was beside me. He looked at me intently and put his hand behind my head drawing me towards him and he kissed me on the lips, deeply and warmly. I put my hand down and was shocked to find a sizeable hard cock. I was almost eight inches. He was bigger than I was. I had it in my head that he would be small, probably because of his submissive role.His mouth was on my cock and as he sucked me I looked down and suddenly worried what it would be like if he was being gang banged rather than Marie!Marie was covered in boy! Rick and Jamie were either side of her and Daniel in full swing had her panties off and was between her legs with his newly trained tongue. He licked and slurped while the other boy catered for her breasts and lips accordingly. I stood idly while my cock was being expertly sucked by the gay boy in a parallel sexual experience.I still wanted to be part of Marie's fun so encouraged Lee to release my cock. By the time we managed to get over to the action on the bed, Marie was sitting up and looking at three erect cocks in her face, sucking each in turn. I pushed mine in and received a suck in turn while Lee looked on.Daniel picked up a condom and while opening it, handed the two other guys one each. He hadn't lost touch with the purpose of the event. I was offered one which was not required so I handed it to Lee. Lee looked shocked!"You too Lee," I said."I'd rather fuck you," he said."I'll make you a deal," I replied, "Marie first!"The feeding frenzy on Marie had stopped as they looked at Lee and I."Lee's fucking Marie first," I said.Marie lay back like a first class whore then swung around to point in Lee's direction. His cock stood out proud and hadn't dipped as I thought it might. I took his cock in my hand and stretched the condom over it. It felt brick hard as I stroked it, keen for a gay guy to fuck Marie. I made sure I held him firmly and stroked as he climbed on top of Marie. I stayed with my hand on his cock and as she opened her legs wide, I pushed him into her. He was still hard.He started to fuck her. His cock was the biggest there so Marie was getting something from it. Give the poor bugger his due he was trying to play the part, kissing her tits as he fucked. "Daniel, give him your cock," I said.Daniel looked at me, embarrassed as I repeated the request."Help the poor bugger keep going," I said.Daniel stood on the bed, legs astride over Marie and facing Lee, he aimed his hard cock towards Lee's mouth and Lee took it willingly. The two thugs looked on."That's a fucking first," said Jamie. "A poof fucking a woman!"Lee was fucking and Marie was starting to pant. I knew that pant, she was heading for a climax."Oh my God, fuck me, keep going, Jeesus, keep going," she screamed at Lee as he fucked her.Her final scream brought the house down as he slowed his pace and eventually withdrew his still hard cock."So Lee, you made a woman cum," I said. "You fucked my wife!""And I'm going for a double too," he said. "You promised!"Jamie was already into Marie. His thick cock was slamming into her as I watched. The other two sat idly on either side either wanking their cocks or letting Marie lick them to remove precum. I was wanking while I watched.Rick slid around behind Marie as Jamie fucked from the front. He steered his cock to her cunt from the back and, like a well-oiled machine, Jamie pulled his cock slightly out and Rick and he held their cocks to each other and began to slide them in a parallel fashion back into her. They were going to double fuck her. I needed to see this.It took a few attempts but eventually Marie had two cocks in her cunt.The boys had done this before as they worked in unison and Marie howled encouragement. Her cunt looked extremely stretched. I bent over to look more closely as her cunt was exposed to me and tried to lick her cunt as she was being fucked. I felt the iciness of lubricant on my hole and knew that Lee was wanting his bet repaid. His cock was big but I chose just to continue licking Marie and pretend to ignore the pain that was coming.Lee was determined and I felt his large cock enter my hole. I was excited by the event, especially in front of the straight guys so bit my tongue as his cock slid fully into me. I had to devote my attention to what was happening at my rear so moved to allow his easier access. Soon Lee had his hands on my hips and was fucking me to the hilt. The sensation eventually was amazing. I could feel the entire length of his cock slide all the way in and then fully out to repeat the exercise. I leaned forward to kiss Marie.As I was about to do it she said, "So now you know what it feels like!"I smiled, my mouth crushing hers are I felt highly charged. The two boys had withdrawn to watch and Daniel, not wanting to be undone had taken over with Marie. It was obvious that Daniel was fascinated by Marie. He fucked her slowly and tenderly, kissing her lips and caressing her tits."What have we here?" said Jamie." Our passive slave has turned out to like fucking too. Maybe we should help him."Lee was really fucking me hard and I was groaning as he did so. The two boys lined up beside him, Jamie's hand reaching under to grab my cock underneath me. Lee was unceremoniously pulled off and Rick slid straight in beside him, his thick little cock sliding in easily as he took over fucking me rather harshly. He fucked me for around 10 minutes as Daniel continued to fuck Marie and the other two watched."Your turn Jamie," he said, pulling out as Jamie, slid straight in with no more than 2 seconds gap, his cock pummelling my hole. He was quite rough with me and I got some idea what had been turning Lee on for the last few months. Rick was already inside Lee's arse so there were three fucking sessions going on at once."I won't last long," said Jamie. "Who wants my cum?""Marie and I," I said.I lay beside her kissing her and stroking my cock as the three guys lined up over us.Jamie was quite some cummer as his jet of thin spunk shot straight up our bodies, covering Marie's tits and our faces. Daniel was cumming before Jamie had even finished, his own stream splattering across Marie's body. I couldn't hold so arched my back to add my own load to Marie's slithering body mess. As I slowly calmed down Rick came too. His load beat us all, spraying over Marie's cunt, her belly and even up over both our faces. We were a mess. The familiar ammonia smell of cum was everywhere."Fucking ace!" said Jamie."Wasn't it just," I said, the throbbing in my arse suggesting I might be taking it easy for a couple of days.After the event, much as I had loved every minute, guilt set in. Guilt as to where Marie and I might be in a couple of years if everyone in town had fucked her, guilt that I was being fucked in front of her and worry that she might actually prefer one of these stunning teenage hunks over little old me and bugger off! What helped is that Marie had become more caring and attentive. She was also better than ever in bed and if ever our sex flagged we only had to conjure up a teen boy from one of the sessions or our imagination to get things going again.We deliberately decided to starve ourselves of extracurricular sex for a little while, helped in part by Daniel's announcement that he had met a gorgeous girl with whom he was madly in love.I thought to myself, "That's him out of action for a couple of months until his cock starts twitching again!"The next session happened out of thin air. A visit to the local DIY store. We were looking to buy some paint and when we returned to the car, I realised I had meant to get some brushes too so left Marie loading all we had bought in the back of our estate car while I dashed back in to get them. When I came out, Marie was bent over the open back of the car trying to push everything further inside. Her skirt had lifted and her panties were showing. Two lads were sitting on a moped watching her and smiling as she kept flashing buttock, the pink of her flesh and dark of her arse crack clearly visible in the sunshine. The moped driver adjusted his cock in his jeans. He was a pretty "Caribbean" black guy and his friend was a total opposite with soft blonde hair and an almost feminine face with red lips. He wasn't effeminate, but just had a feminine way about him. They both looked to be at least 18 and very fit!The black guy was getting very turned on. I stood a short distance back watching to see what would happen once Marie saw them. She turned and the black guy's teeth dazzled as he smiled to her. Unaware of her free show, she smiled back. He said something to her, I assumed about the difficulty in loading the car and she pointed to the awkward curtain rail that was just too long for the car. He climbed off the bike and went over to help so that it ended up with too bottoms exposed out of the car rear. I saw his hand snake across and gently find her bottom which he squeezed.The other lad was standing helplessly at the side, obviously keen to grab a feel too when I walked over."I see my wife is getting help," I said.The black guy jumped up and banged his head on the raised tailgate.We laughed."I was just... em, helping," he said."Yourself," I added."No offence mate, but she is a good looking girl and I didn't know you were with her," He said regaining his composure."No offence taken," I replied. "It quite turns me on seeing you feel her up anyway."The guy's eyebrows shot up and he quickly looked at his mate then at Marie, who had been standing quietly."He's telling the truth," She said. "He loves seeing guys feeling me up... and more.""More?" said the black guy."Oh a lot more," Said Marie."How much more," Said the black guy."How much more do you fancy doing?" She asked.I saw his hand inadvertently adjust his erection. The poor little blonde guy had been left at the starting post. He knew something dirty was going on but couldn't quite keep up."You guys fancy a coffee, a drink or more?" Asked Marie.Black looked at Blondie who shrugged his shoulders."We'll follow you."We piled in the car and headed slowly on the mile back to the house aware the scooter was struggling to keep up. We talked a little on the way back."God I'm wet," Said Marie. "Do you think the black guy's going to have a big one? I'd love a big one.This had all happened so fast. From popping out of the DIY store to driving home was no less than ten minutes.When we pulled into our drive, however, the scooter was straight behind. We opened the door and the two came in behind us."I'm Adam and this is Tristan," said the black guy.We introduced ourselves and I said, "You don't look like an Adam but he could easily be a Tristan."Tristan smiled a wide open smile and spoke for the first time."My parents felt sure a grand name would mean a grand career for me.""Sort out some drinks Keith, I need to freshen up," Said Marie as she flounced off in her now, habitual way."Either of you guys feel the need to wash... anything," I said."You think it's in our interests," said Adam."Definitely," said I.Adam was off to the small downstairs shower room and I was left chatting to Tristan who opened up quite easily."What are you expecting to happen?" he asked me.I explained that I had a horny girlfriend who love guys his age and I got turned on when she got turned on."Wow that's cool," He said. "Mine would castrate me if I looked at someone else.""She's never going to find out so enjoy," I said.He smiled that smile again!Adam came back stripped to the waist drying himself and Tristan jumped up and went to the shower room."How far can I go?" he asked."As far as you like," I said. "It turns me on."Marie arrived back just as I finished opening two beers and a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc for us. She was again in that lightweight white dress she liked as it showed her underwear through it. She walked over to the still standing Adam and kissed his chest. His black skin was completely hairless. He dropped the towel and looked at me as I sat in the chair. I nodded approval to he took her head in his large hands and kissed her fully on the lips. One hand dropped and gently caressed her right breast. My cock was already brick hard.He sat beside her on the couch as they sipped their respective drinks until Tristan came out also stripped to the waist drying his body. He saw them on the sofa and looked at me as though to say "Are you going to allow that?"I looked up at him and smiled, raising my eyebrows as though to say, "You bet I will!"By this time Marie was back kissing Adam on the sofa. I nodded to Tristan to get in there and he dropped his towel and went over to stand behind the sofa leaning forward to stroke Marie's breasts through the fabric of her dress. I watched.Marie stood up and took both boys by the hand through to our bedroom and I followed, stripping off my t-shirt to match their status of being stripped to the waist. In the room Marie knelt in front of Adam. I could sense her excitement at the possibility of a big black cock in her. She unwrapped Adam like a Christmas present, unzipping his jeans and slowly peeling them down his inky black legs. Her hand stroked up and down his thighs as his blue shorts came into view. They weren't the sexiest pants I had seen and they also gave nothing away as to the content of the present she was unwrapping.Tristan and I stood either side watching. I wasn't sure if Tristan knew what was behind the cotton fabric. I had a feeling he didn't. The shorts were pulled down and Marie closed her eyes as his cock came into view. There was a slight disappointment as a 6-1/2-inch dick, covered in foreskin popped out, already half hard. Marie covered her disappointment as she enveloped his cock with her mouth holding the shaft as she peeled back his foreskin and sucked. His cock was soon at full mast.Tristan stood to the side and Marie turned to unwrap him next. I knew she would be slightly disappointed at the "big black dick fantasy" not being fulfilled but was determined this should still be a good shagging session, Tristan looked a little thin and weedy compared to the well-built black guy but she still gave him the attention he deserved, unzipping him, sliding down his jeans and then rubbing against the fabric of his white hipsters. The bulge looked quite promising anyway. She pulled the hipsters down and a 9 inch uncut snake hit her in the face."Fucking Hell!"That was me but the same words came out of both Marie and Adam simultaneously.Tristan looked at us as though to say, "What's the fuss about?"Marie wasted no time and directed all her attention at getting this brute to full size. The cock looked completely out of context against the thin waif who stood attached to it. Two little nuts hung below and a small patch of blonde hair above. He had a patch of hair on his chest but looked as though he hadn't the strength to blow a hole in a paper bag. My pants were off and I was wanking like mad.She licked his balls and devoured his cock and thin little Tristan became a sex starved monster. He lifted Marie up by the arms and stripped off her dress, unclipping her bra and pulling down her panties so quickly I hardly saw it happen. He pushed her over the bed, feet still on the floor and put his tongue in between her legs, licking hungrily at her open cunt. Now Adam was a little left out, I assumed still stunned that his weedy mate had a cock about 50% bigger by volume than his. He climbed on the bed and placed his balls on Marie's face, his cock lying across her face from the eyes to chin. She grabbed it and managed to get the head into her mouth to suck as Tristan dined on her wet cunt.I could have watched all night but went across to kiss Marie's breasts so that all parts of her were being caressed. I threw caution to the wind and slowly kissed upwards towards her mouth knowing what was in it. Adam's head was back looking upwards and enjoying the sensations Marie was giving him when my mouth came in contact with his black flesh. I had to be careful but I hoped that the presence of Marie's mouth might chill him slightly once he realised a man's mouth was on his cock. I wanted to taste him needed to taste him especially if he was going to fuck my Marie!Adam suddenly said to me, "Fuck her!""Me?" I said."I want to see a man fuck his wife before we fuck her," he replied.Marie smiled at me and moved around on the bed as the boys cleared an area for me. She lay flat back on the bed and I slowly pushed my erect cock into her with both boys watching intently, one either side and both stroking their cocks. This was slightly new to me, having an audience just watching but it turned me on. I was ensuring the boys got a good look as my cock pushed into her. The juices from Marie were now copious and my cock glistened as I pulled out and in again. I kissed her, covering her face with my lips. I was suddenly very turned on, knowing two strange cocks would be following me shortly.Tristan move upwards and offered his cock to Marie who took it in her left hand and guided it to her mouth. Adam stayed at the side."Suck it!" he suddenly commanded."Eh?" I said."Fucking suck my dick faggot," he said.I kind of liked this aggressive guy forcing me a little so I didn't need asking again and as I fucked I gripped his cock and placed my mouth fully over it, sliding the foreskin back and exposing a pale purple head, juices dripping from it."Yeh that's it suck my dick, hold my balls."I was more than happy to oblige but felt my orgasm approaching and knew I had to stop. I pulled out of Marie and, pulling Adam's cock said," Fuck her now!"He quickly took up position as I handed him a condom. No stranger was going to bareback my wife. It slid on easily and he was in her. Her legs were up in the air in a "Y" position and he was hammering her cunt, Now Marie was starting to get going. She was whimpering as he fucked and the vision of black flesh and pale skin was too exciting for words. His balls were slapping on her and his hands were all over her. Tristan was still servicing her mouth as Marie came.Adam knew how to please, slowing slightly as he felt her build, angling his entry to give her the best friction across her clitoris and then just as she started to build, he increased speed and brought her to a noisy, screaming climax. She dug her nails in his back and her own back arched off the bed. I had never brought Marie to such a noisy climax and felt slightly jealous."Have you cum?" I asked him."No fucking way, I'm saving this until the end," said Adam.Marie lay back on the bed."Room for another?" asked Tristan."Oh yes," she said.Tristan laid her on the bed and went behind her to enter. This allowed me a perfect view of his cock stretching her as it entered. As he had by far the largest cock, it made sense that he went in last. Soon his long, thick organ was sliding comfortably, the latex on it glistening with her juices. His motions were steady and deliberate after Adam's hard fucking. Tristan kissed her, his mouth covering hers and his tongue slid into her mouth. Marie usually took a little while to recover after cumming to violently but she was already warming up. Her little cat-like whimpers told me that this long beast of a cock was getting to parts I couldn't reach."Right sexy boy," said Adam, "What's say I fuck you in front of your wife?"I was a little stunned as any kind of bisexuality seemed to be off the radar with this guy. Whether having the smallest cock had made him feel inadequate and fucking me would prove his dominance, I don't know but I loved the idea and quickly lubricated my hole and then his cock.I lay facing Marie and he entered me in much the same way that Tristan was fucking Marie. I put my arms around her shoulders and started to kiss her. Both of us being fucked while we kissed. My own cock was absolutely rigid and Marie stroked it as we kissed. Adam's cock went in easily, almost too easily and he was soon hammering into my arse muttering anti-gay obscenities as he did so. I always find it funny when guys who want to play with a guy's dick feel the need to confirm that they aren't gay, as though the fact that he was fucking a man's arse wouldn't look a little gay to any onlooker. I didn't care and went along with it, a warm glow on my body and an impending orgasm.Marie was building again. I could feel her tensing."Oh Keith, I'm going to cum again," she whimpered to me.Tristan picked up speed and it was obvious that his load was going in her and nowhere else."Oh fuck, oh fuck," was all he said as he started to build, his hands gripping Marie's hips as he pumped her.She came first and right in the middle of it Tristan dumped his load inside the condom well up into Marie's body. Adam started to grunt too and I realised I was going to get filled as well. Adam's pumping became erratic as he hammered into me. I took my own cock in hand as he did so and perfectly timed my own orgasm to coincide with the semen being pumped into me."Holy fuck," said Adam, "I only came out to buy a game for my console.""Hopefully this game was better," I said."It was... faggot," he said with a smile on his face.The lads were surprisingly friendly afterwards and both asked if we could do it again sometime. I agreed we could.After they had gone and Marie and I lay in the afterglow I realised we were actually closer than we had ever been. We lay naked in each other's arms for a couple of hours just stroking and kissing."I love you," she said."I love you too," said I."When can we do it again?" she asked."You're bloody insatiable, you slut!" I said."Faggot," said she.We smiled and fell asleep.ENDkewtieboy@hotmail.comwww.kewtieboy.blogspot.com~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 75 |
aitas2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/aitas2.txt | Hello again I see that my first posting has made it here so I thought I would confess the second part to my introduction to animal sex.Right first off my name is Susan and like I said in my first confession I am a UK housewife married for over 20years(and very happily may I say),But after my first taste of sexual contact with an animal my mind has been opened up to an all new world that I now need to explore.My first time with my husband's brother's dog a huge red setter.was just a lust filled affair because he caught me at a time when I was masturbating and just on the verge of coming and it was the dog that tipped me over in to one of the most powerful orgasms I have had for a long time.Now two days after the event I found myself constantly thinking about my perverted sex session and how far I could possibly go with it, I mean just what could I do with this dog?.After my husband left for his job and the kids was packed off to school I started to search the internet for reading material about women and dogs. It took me about 30mins to find a site (this one) and I was shocked by the amount of animal sex stories here.So not wasting any time I began reading and after about an hour I was so turned on my panties were soaking and my fingers soon found there way in to my pussy.I momentarily took my eyes from the screen to slip out of my panties I held them in my hands looked over to the dog who was sitting in the corner and thought, "I wonder what he would do with my wet panties?" and throwing them across the living room to the dog I sat and watched him.He got up on to his paws and padded over to my discarded garment lowered his head and pushed his snout into my panties. You could clearly hear him take a sniff as he began pushing them round the room with his nose.His tail began to sway I was sitting there with my legs open wide watching this dog sniff my sodden panties and again my fingers began to tease my now swollen pussy lips, I was very, very wet as I slid two fingers deep in my twitching hole and sliding them around so that they was well covered in my cunt juice I pulled them out of my cunt and slipped them in my mouth, mmmmmm it tasted divine.Still sitting with my legs spread with my other hand I did just what they do in the stories I patted my pussy to attract the attention of the dog, His ears pricked up he raised his head and he wandered over to me and without asking he moved straight in to my wet cunt.Still sucking on my fingers I stretched out my long legs opened them as wide as I could and leaned my head back and let the dog feed on me. It was not very long before I was pleasured with a string of little orgasms you know girls the tiny explosions deep in your pussy that is the prelude to the big earth trembler.there was no way I was going to let him lick me to final orgasm I needed something more this time. So reluctantly I pushed the dog away holding his head in my hands I leaned down kissed him on the nose and said, "You'll have to wait if you want more of that pussy."The dog wagged his tail his tongue hung out the side of his mouth and he sat before me with a look on his face as if to say "please can I have some more".And back to the reading I went, I spent about another hour reading story after story learning what others do with dogs and the best way of trying it and all the time my fingers would dip in to my pussy to keep it burning.I had come to the point were I was so dam horny I just needed sex and I needed it now. So I turned off the computer stood up and walked to the door I stopped and looked back to the dog. He was sitting there his tail banging on the floor and acting like the slut I was about to become I lifted my skirt exposing my ass and slapped it the dog came running over and his tongue slithered over my skin.I had no need to take the dog's collar to get him to follow me he was a willing partner as we walked up the stairs. As I walked I began discarding my clothing. I stood in my bedroom before the big mirror and looked at the image before me. I stood topless my nipples ached to be touched I slide my hands down my body and lifted the hem of my skirt until I could see my shaven cunt.I held my skirt up and parted my trembling legs and again with out asking the dog moved in for his treat. His long wet tongue slipped effortlessly over my already dripping cunt.I could not decide weather to look down and watch him or look at the show in the mirror because both were making me more and more horny, I looked down as the dogs head twisted this way and that in order for him to lick my cunt and again he swamped me with more mini orgasms.My legs began to tremble even more now and I knew that if I did not sit down I would fall down. I pulled away from the dog and very quickly stripped out of my remaining clothing.I sat on the edge of our bed and opened my legs for the dog he needed no asking he seamed to know what to do and again he attacked me with his tongue. I fell back on the bed and just let him take me with his tongue my whole body felt like it was being taken over by pure lust.It is hard to describe the feeling a woman gets when she is so fucking horny she just needs a good hard fucking or her cunt given a long licking until she erupts in to one almighty orgasm. I was at that point laying there enjoying the feel of a dogs tongue lapping all over my soaking wet cunt and just when I thought I would never get there he would drag his rough tongue over my swollen clit making my hole body shiver and twitch.As I began to drift in to the state of a pre orgasmic stupor. The dog stopped licking and he jumped up so his front paws were on the bed. He stepped forward so I could feel his fur rub against my wet cunt and I tried to grind myself on his body.My thoughts wandered back to when I first saw his big angry red cock and I knew I had to try. I needed to know was it possible would he fuck me with his cock.I reached under him and felt for his sheath and my fingers were greeted with a few inches of sticky wet dog cock. I wrapped my hand around his cock meat and tried to wank him to his full monster size.I had no need to move my hand at all because his rutting instinct took over and he started to thrust his hips at my hand and it was only about 5 minutes before I had a hand full of hard hot dog cock.All I had on my mind was getting fucked I held in my hand this huge cock and now I wanted it in my cunt. Twisting my wrist I tried to position him at the mouth of my pussy he was as horny as I was, as he franticly thrust his cock at me.Now again only a woman who has experienced sex with a dog will know what a dog is like once he starts thrusting his cock he don't care were it goes as long as he drives it in to something warm and wet.There was no way I could hold on to his cock any longer he was thrusting his hips at me his cock slipped from my hand I could feel the beginnings of his spurting juice splatter against my bum. I tried to move my cunt around in the hope we lined up but to no avail he poked at my legs my ass he even dug it in to my clit hard and a shot of his liquid sprayed on my belly.I was getting frustrated about him not hitting the mark when bang he found it.With no finesse he slammed his hard dog cock right in to my throbbing cunt and for a moment it hurt like hell and I pulled back a little, wondering if I had made a mistake doing this but after a few minutes of his frantic fucking pain turned to pleasure as I was filled to bursting with this magnificent red dog cock.I just lay back and let him have me it was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt in my life. It felt so tight as it slipped in and out of my wet cunt the more he fucked me the more of his juice flowed from my pussy. I was crying out to come in was desperate to be finished off as his rough fur rasped over my swollen clit my orgasm was building fast.I grabbed my heaving breasts with my hands and started squeezing and twisting my nipples to increase the pleasure. I looked at my dog lover his mouth was open and his saliva was dripping on my tits.Then something grabbed my attention down by my cunt. Something was trying to push it way past my wet cunt lips something that I did not recognize it felt huge. Looking over at the mirrors on the bedroom cupboards I watched the dog slamming his cock in to me and I caught a glimpse of what looked like a big ball by the dog cock.His rampant thrusting became more urgent as I watched this thing grow to about the size of a tennis ball. I could feel it push harder against my wet cunt with each thrust of his cock until he was trying to push it in my cunt.For a moment I was overtaken by a sudden feeling of alarm how was I going to take that? the biggest thing I had used was a cucumber but this was a huge ball of flesh, I was about to reach down to prevent him pushing it in me but he beat me to the punch as soon as my hand slipped between us he seemed to instinctively know and he forced it in.Holy fucking christ did it hurt it felt like a huge plug had been rammed in my cunt and it was being dragged up and down my pussy. I will confess I did cry in pain at first but the dog did not care I was stuck with this big lump of dog flesh deep in my cunt and he still fucked it in to me.About 5 minutes the pleasure factor took over and my mind was dragged back to the need to come. By now I had let go of all inhibitions if I was acting like a slut then a slut I was going to be.Grasping the dogs head I pulled his face and looked at him hard and snarled, "FUCK ME HARD!!"Laying under the dog I was taking over the thrusting motions so as he thrust at me I thrust down at him driving his cock and knot deeper up my cunt. I had lost all reason I wanted to be fucked and fucked hard until I came.The familiar feeling of on coming orgasm began to build in my loins lifting my legs I began grinding his fur against my clit moaning out, "Yes! Yes fuck me! Fuck me, make me come! Yes! YES!" I was grabbing handfuls of dog fur trying to get him to fuck my cunt harder and with each thrust of this dog cock I grew nearer and nearer to orgasm.I pulled his head down I dragged his face over my swollen nipples twisting his head to get his wet tongue on my tits. Then it hit me in one huge wave of perverted sex lust. I was overwhelmed with a shattering orgasm that ripped through shuddering body wave after wave of orgasm tore in to me tears were running from my eyes my legs went rigid and the dogs cock was trapped in my hungry cunt as I wallowed in come lust.I have no idea how long I came for all I know was it was fantastic the dog stood motionless with his cock deep in my pussy (this I now know is what happens when the knot is inside).I lay on my bed weak unable to move a muscle as the dog tried to pull himself off me. I could feel his knot being dragged over the inner walls of my well abused cunt and with a sloppy plop it slipped out. I could feel copious amounts of fluid running from my cunt. I lowered my hand to my now very sore pussy to investigate the discharge and swiping my fingers over my pussy lips I raised my hand to look at it thinking it might be blood.My fingers were wet with dog come and with out thinking I raised my hand to my mouth to taste our mixed juice.I lay there just looking at the ceiling with my fingers in my mouth savoring the fruits of our perverted union. There was no way I was going to let it stop there I wanted more lots more. Now I know the pleasure of what I had done I needed to take full advantage of this dog before he went home and my evil mind was planning my next sexual assault on the dog.***This is a true story of a UK housewife if you enjoyed this please do feel free to drop me an email at: moya100@hotmail.comI look forward to hearing from anyone who has had similar experiences.Love Susan~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 28 |
amatter1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/amatter1.txt | The old farm house sat on top of a hill secluded from the nearest road about a half mile away. The old winding dirt driveway was lined with mature oak trees that were planted more than one hundred and fifty years ago.It had been a farm a long time ago and now it was home to George and his wife Lisa. They had moved to the old house two years ago when they won a huge lottery. George took an early retirement from his job after twenty years and never looked back.He considered himself lucky at forty-five and married to such a beautiful woman like Lisa. Lisa was only thirty-two and George met her straight out of college. She worked at the insurance company he was working at when they met. It was love at first sight and that was nine years ago.The old house was huge and once belonged to a plantation owner in its time. There were several other building around the home, including barns and another house that at one time was the building that housed the slaves. The nearest neighbors were more than two miles away. George had that old building had been converted and totally modernized for use as the caretakers home. Ironically it was the home of their only employee named Jeb. Jeb was a middle aged single black man that came to work for them soon after they moved into the house. Jeb was a very special man. He not only was built big and strong but was strong as a horse. Jeb was handy doing most anything but lacked any kind of former education. His family was poor and he grew up working on a farm picking fruit when he was young.Jeb had been very grateful to the Stone's. George admired Jeb very much and treated him like his older brother. Lisa had taken time with Jeb and taught him how to read. It was only at a second grade level but Jeb was a proud man and appreciated everything the Stone's did for him.It was a typical sunny day at the plantation house and when a car would pull up the long tree-lined driveway, everyone would hear the sound of the engine and tires as it made its way back toward the house."Mrs. Stone. We have company! Someone is here in a big black car.""Thank you Jeb. Did you see who was driving?""No Ma'am, the windows were dark and I couldn't get a look inside for nothing!"Lisa stood in the doorway watching three men walking up toward the house. She turned to Jeb."Jeb, Can you go and get Mr. Stone and tell him we have guests?""Yes. Ma'am. I'll go fetch him right now for you. Yes Ma'am. I'll go get him."Lisa smiled at Jeb as he hurried out the back door to get George who was working in one of the barns out back.Lisa smiled as they men walked up onto the front porch."Hello. Are you Mrs. George Stone?""Yes. I'm George's wife, Lisa Stone. How can I help you?""Uh, Mrs. Stone, we would like to speak to your husband if we may?""Yes. Please come in and sit down. I have someone getting George right now. He's in the barn working. Is there something that I can help you with?""No. This is a matter we have to discuss with your husband."Jeb walked into the room followed by George who was looking nervously at the men wondering what was going on. They were all dressed in black suits and appeared as if they were there to speak about something important."Mr. Stone?""Yes. How can I help you?"One of the men stood and pulled out a badge and flashed it at George. He was from the CIA."Uh, Mr. Stone, is there somewhere we can talk with you and your wife?"The man was starring at Jeb as he asked that question. "Yes. Please wait a moment. Um. Jeb. I started working on changing that oil in the tractor engine. Can you go out and make sure its finished draining for me while we talk to these men?""Yes. Mr. Stone. I'll do that right now."George motioned to the men to follow him and Lisa out into the dinning room where they all sat down. One of the men opened a brief case and began taking out papers and photographs and laying them on the table."Mr. Stone. Do you recognize any of these men?"George glanced at the phonographs and sorted out the people he knew."I recognize these two men but the others I don't know."Lisa had a worried expression on her face and looked at George. "Honey. What's this all about? Who are these men in the pictures?"George glanced at the man who took out the photographs and looked at his wife. "Honey. These men were from the middle east who bought from our firm when I worked in our nuclear department a few years ago.""George. What's this got to do with you now? What do they want?"The man who opened the brief case shuffled a few papers around and looked at Lisa as he replied."Your husband was involved with a sting operation for the government about five years ago where we sent a bunch of these fellows to prison for trying to aid terrorists. We have good reason to belief that they traced down your husband and anyone involved at his former employer and have sent out a hit squad.""Oh my God! George! What do we do? Why are you people here? My husband no longer works for any of those people now? Why don't you just leave us alone?""Uh, Mrs. Stone, I wish it was that easy but you see. We come here to warn your husband and to protect you both from becoming victims."Lisa put her hands over her mouth and looked at George. George held out his hand to try and comfort Lisa. The men spent the next hour explaining all of the circumstances and finally told them what they would have to do.The man explained that George would have to take another identity and move to a secret location in South America. George and Lisa, just sat listening and the next proposal put the icing on the cake."Mr. And Mrs. Stone, I'm afraid to tell you this but we are going to have to change your marital status. We are going to change your marriage records to appear as if you have been divorced for three years."Lisa freaked out. "No. We can't do this! This is wrong! Why can't you protect us the way things are now?"George tried to calm her down. "Honey. Let's listen to what they have to say."The man began explaining what they had to do next."We're going to have these papers drawn up today and get them into the system by this afternoon."Lisa began to cry and held George's hand as they listened."We're going to completely change your husband's identity and have it appear as if he died soon after your divorce in an auto accident. We understand you have taken a man in at your home?"George replied, "Yes. That's Jeb. He adopted us as his family and works here at the farm as a hired hand.""So, he is someone that you can trust and you say he is like a part of your family?""Yes. Jeb doesn't have any family of his own any longer and my wife and we are very close to him since he came to live with us."George laughed as he tried to ease the tense situation. "Jeb is like having a big guard dog at the house. He's big and strong and keeps a very close eye on what goes on around here."The man looked at George and turned to the other two men before he replied to George's last remark. "Good. We have an idea that we would like to implement that will help us protect your wife, should these men find out where you were living."George waited as the man hesitated before telling him the idea."We feel that if we had a record of your wife remarrying that these men wouldn't even bother staying around here should they come this far."Lisa was nervous. "What are you saying?""I'm saying that we could have a mock ceremony and have a legal document that your wife would be married to your hired hand."Lisa started to panic as she shook her head back and forth in disagreement. "No. We can't do this. Everything that you told us here to tell us, we're not doing."George took hold of Lisa's hand. "Honey. Calm down. These men are only trying to help and protect us. It's only for a short time on paper. Let's listen to them."Lisa was crying as George tried to calm her down. George looked at the man saying. "Tell me how long would we have to do this for?""We think we can capture these men soon but we might have to keep you hidden for a year or more."George hugged Lisa as the men began getting the forms signed. She was too upset to even read what she was signing. When the last copy was signed, the man placed them inside his brief case and looked at Lisa who was still crying as Jeb walked into the room."Mrs. Stone. Are you all right?"Lisa tried to smile at Jeb as he walked up behind the couple and looked over at the three men."Jeb. I'm OK. Thank you for asking."George looked at the man and asked, "When do I have to go into hiding?""You're going to have to come with us right now. We have to get everything into the computer system as fast as we can so we don't have much time."Lisa started crying and yelling, "No. George. You can't leave now. Tell them you can't leave today. Do something. Tell them you can't leave today. Please!"Lisa was hysterical as George tried to calm her down. They finally got her settled down enough so George could gather as many of his personal things as he could and got them packed. Jeb was confused as he watched George and Lisa kissing and hugging and saying goodbye. Lisa stood on the porch and waived at her husband until the car drove out of sight. She walked back into the house with Jeb and sat down crying at the dinning room table."What's wrong? Mrs. Stone. Why did those men take Mr. Stone away in that car? Did he do something wrong?"Lisa tried to stop crying long enough to answer, "It's all right. Jeb. I'll explain everything to you later. I'm too upset to talk right now."Lisa was too upset to eat or speak about anything that night and went to bed crying, thinking about her husband.Jeb saw the documents on the dinning room table and sat down and tried to read as much as he could. They had given Lisa a real marriage certificate with her name and Jeb's name printed on it. Jeb could read enough that startled him and made him so upset. He copied a few words he didn't understand and went back to his living quarters and used a dictionary to look up a few words he didn't understand.Lisa had taught him how to use the dictionary she bought him on his last birthday. Jeb was able to determine that the document was a marriage certificate and stated that he and Lisa were husband and wife. Jeb didn't sleep much that night trying to figure out why the marriage certificate mentioned his name with Mrs. Stone. He worried about the men that came and took Mr. Stone.Lisa couldn't sleep much that night. She had fallen asleep after hours of thinking about George. It was the most miserable night she ever had without her husband. Jeb walked into the back door as Lisa was preparing coffee and breakfast. Jeb took his hat off and sat at the kitchen table starring at Mrs. Stone as she placed a cup down in front of him."Mrs. Stone, I read some of those papers on the table last night and I laid awake trying to understand why those men took Mr. Stone."Lisa tried to smile as she cracked eggs against the frying pan on the stove. She continued cooking while she tried to answer Jeb's question. She explained everything about George's old job and why they had to hide him. Jeb wasn't stupid, just uneducated and understood that Mr. Stone was taken away because they were hiding him.Jeb finished eating his breakfast as he listened to Mrs. Stone. Talk about how she missed George. He felt sorry for her and compassionate and finally got around to ask Lisa about the marriage certificate. "Mrs. Stone. That paper I read said that you and I are husband and wife. Is that something to do with Mr. Stone missing? Do I have to take over the duties around the farm as your husband now?""Jeb. Let me explain about that certificate.""Mrs. Stone, I'll make a good husband to you. I'll work hard and take care of you. No sir. I won't let anyone hurt you. You'll see. I'll take care of you from now on."Lisa smiled as she held back tears as she thought about George. "Jeb, I really appreciate that very much."Lisa began to explain the situation but Jeb's sincerity about taking care of her caused her too decided there wasn't any need to complicate his mind any further. Lisa knew Jeb would continue taking care of the farm while George was gone and she felt security and protection having him there. In Jeb's mind, he was temporarily taking George's place as Lisa's husband and legally he actually was her husband but she thought he'd be confused if she mentioned any more about it. It didn't matter to her. She just felt relieved that he was there.Jeb got up from the table and went about his chores outside. Lisa packed away the remaining things of George's and put them up in the attic as the men suggested.Lisa spent all day arranging things and hiding everything that belonged to George until she sat exhausted and fell asleep on the sofa. Four weeks had passed since George went into hiding and Lisa was getting ready for bed when she heard something outside. She was dressed in a white transparent night gown and shut the light off so she could look out the window. Lisa's heart was beating fast as she slowly walked around the dark house trying to see if anyone was around. She was scared and didn't feel safe being alone. Jeb was asleep in his apartment loft in the barn and she wished he was there. She finally decided to sleep in another room and locked the door and stayed awake most of the night wondering what it was she had heard.Jeb walked into the house as he usually did each morning to have coffee and breakfast with Lisa each morning. "Jeb. Did you hear anything outside last night?""Yes Mrs. Stone. I think it was a coyote so I went outside and scared it away. You don't have to worry, nothing is going to come in here and hurt you."Lisa smiled at Jeb as she gave him breakfast and sat down and ate across the table from him."Jeb, I think it would be a good idea if you moved your things into the spare bedroom and slept there from now on."Jeb had a surprised expression on his face as he ate but shook his head in agreement as he chewed his food."Yes. Mrs. Stone. I'll bring my things in here after breakfast."Jeb moved into the main house that day, Lisa felt much more relaxed with Jeb nearby. Several nights later, Lisa was combing her hair sitting on the stool at her dresser when she heard noises coming from outside her window. She screamed when she thought she saw a shadow and Jeb came rushing into the room a few seconds later."Mrs. Stone. Are you OK? What's wrong?"Lisa was frightened and shaking and almost in tears as Jeb walked near her and kneeled on the floor in front of the stool. She was quivering and trying to speak."I heard something outside frightened me again. I thought I saw a shadow in my window."Jeb stood and walked to the window and looked around. The moon was bright and he saw a coyote looking through the trash. Jeb turned and quickly walked back and kneeled down in front of Lisa."It's all right. It's nothing but a coyote again. He won't bother you."Lisa was crying as she wiped her eyes with a hanky. She was wearing the white transparent gown as always and Jeb was starring down at her cleavage and noticed her nipples through the thin white material. Lisa noticed him starring at her and quickly placed her hands over her breasts."It's OK Jeb. Thank you for being here for me. I feel much safer knowing your sleeping in the next room."Jeb was embarrassed that she saw him starring at her nipples as he slowly stood and almost couldn't find the words to reply.Jeb turned around to face the door, he was too embarrassed to look her in the face as he talked, "I'll be right next door if you need me."Lisa felt sad for Jeb. She knew he had never been with a woman in his life. Lisa put her head down as she thought about being married to Jeb legally and smiled. Many thoughts ran through her head at that moment and how she had been put in such a situation.***Two nights later, Lisa was preparing her bath and lighting the candles as the tub filled with water. She had left the door cracked open because she was so afraid and wanted to be able to hear anyone trying to get into the house.Lisa stood in front of the vanity and slipped off her white gown and stepped into the tub and sat down. Lisa had long ash blonde hair and stood at 5'2" and was well endowed for her size. She was 38D and had a tiny waist and nice hips that curved down too long shapely legs.She laid back in the water as the candles flickered and laid perfectly still and closed her eyes. A slight sound came from the dark hallway causing Lisa to open her eyes. She looked toward the crack at the door. She thought she could sense someone starring at her but closed her eyes again as she used a cloth to splash was onto her breasts.Lisa could still sense that she was being watched and thought about Jeb. Lisa opened her eyes slightly and starred at the door only this time she could see a dark figure. She knew Jeb was watching her. She could sense it ever since she caught him starring at her breasts that night. Lisa wasn't afraid and knew he was only curious about women in general. Jeb was a gentle giant and Lisa knew that she maybe fulfilling his curiosity about a woman's anatomy. Lisa played in the water until she finally stood and began wiping herself off with a towel.Lisa slowly moved the towel around her hips and down each leg until she was dry and turned and looked at the crack in the doorway again and walked toward it and opened the door. Lisa caught a glimpse of Jeb's bedroom door closing. She decided not to mention anything. The men who took George away stopped by to speak to Lisa as they promised and gave her an update about George. They couldn't give her much information except to let her know that he was doing fine. They stayed and had lunch that day and one of the men walked outside to smoke when he saw Jeb working in the garden. He walked over to speak to him, "Hey. Your name is Jeb, isn't it?""Yes Sir.""So. How does it feel to be married to a white woman?""Uh, well... We're not really married, Sir."The man walked closer to Jeb. "Well. Legally you are, you know."Jeb stopped what he was doing long enough to give the man's remark some thought, "I guess you could say that was right."The man smiled at him and tried to make a joke out of the question, "You get any of that yet?""Get any of what, Sir?"The man started to laugh and replied. "Pussy! White pussy!"Jeb had a mixture of emotions going through his mind as he continued shoveling and shook his head, no.The man grinned at Jeb and walked around until he faced him and said. "You have a right, you know." He chuckled as he continued. "A woman as pretty and sexy as her shouldn't be allowed to go that long without having a man."Jeb stopped shoveling and peered at the man from the corner of his eyes. "You ever wonder what it would be like to touch her, kiss her, make love to her?"Jeb was listening and thinking and wanted to answer his question but stopped short of replying."Come on now. Be honest with me. Surely you must have wondered how that soft white skin would feel like haven't you?"Jeb wanted to answer the man but his face said it all as he kept starring down at the ground."I thought so."The man tossed his cigarette down on the ground and walked in front of Jeb and looked at him in his eyes. He than turned and walked away from Jeb.Jeb watched the man walk back into the house leaving him standing their thinking about what he said. Three weeks later it was Jeb's birthday and Lisa had baked a cake for Jeb and bought him new clothes. Jeb was always wearing his jeans and flannel shirt around the farm so Lisa decided to get him something formal and took him out to a restaurant. Jeb was well dressed and Lisa wore a dress for the first time since she had been out with George months prior. After dinner they went for a walk around town looking in the shop windows and talking until they walked near the water and Lisa lost her balance and Jeb grabbed her hand to keep her from falling. Lisa kept holding Jeb's hand to avoid falling again as they walked."Thank you, Jeb. I think it's stupid of me to try and walk on this wooden pier with heels on.""You're not stupid Mrs. Stone. I won't let you fall."Lisa looked up at Jeb and smiled. "I know that, Jeb."There was a man selling flowers on the end of the pier. When they walked close to the man's booth, he smiled at them as he held up a rose. "Would you like to buy a flower for your beautiful wife?"Jeb searched in his pocket and paid the man for the rose and gave it to Lisa. "Thank you, Jeb. That was very nice of you."She smiled and laughed saying, "I guess he saw my wedding ring and thought you were my husband."Jeb hesitated relied as he reached out to take Lisa's hand again. "That man was right."Lisa smiled and laughed, "Oh. I guess you're right. I completely forgot about that." "I meant that you're beautiful."Lisa was flattered and smiled as she leaned up and kissed Jeb on his cheek and took his hand as they walked back toward the car together.They were home that evening and Lisa cut Jeb's birthday cake and kissed him on the forehead when she sat the plate down in front of him. Jeb boldly reached around and gave her a hug and kissed her back on the cheek as she smiled at him and gazed into his eyes. Lisa leaned down further and kissed Jeb on his lips and kept starring into his eyes. Jeb still had his arm around her waist and slowly rubbed the palm of his hand along her waist and gently touched her hip with his fingers. He had never touched a woman in his life and felt nervous and reluctant to go any further.Lisa smiled and cut her own cake and sat down next to Jeb. Jeb starred at Lisa as she sat at the end of the table eating. "I never touched a woman before, Mrs. Stone."Lisa stopped eating for a few seconds as she thought about Jeb's statement. "I know you haven't, Jeb." She finished the cake and got up from the table as she starred at Jeb who was still eating. ***Later that evening, Lisa was gathering the dirty laundry around the house and as usual and thought Jeb was sitting on the front porch but when she opened the door to his bedroom, she was startled when she saw him standing in the room naked.Lisa gazed at Jeb who was standing in front of his dresser and faced her when she came into the room."Oh God, I'm so sorry, Jeb. I thought you were outside."Jeb tried to cover himself with his hands."I just came in to pick up your dirty laundry."Lisa turned and walked out of the room. She took a deep breath as she stood in the dark hallway with the image of Jeb's naked body in her mind. ***A few evenings later, Lisa finished combing her hair and turned down the covers on her bed. She felt different that night, much different as she heard the heavy rain outside hitting the metal roof on the house.She opened the top drawer of her dresser and lifted the stack of panties and reached for her special toy George had bought her soon after they got married. It was a vibrator and George bought it for her as a joke when he was working long hours on midnights.Lisa removed her nightgown and got into bed and began playing with her clitoris with her finger tip. She felt horny that night and wished George were here with her. She continued to play with her clitoris until her pussy began getting wet from the stimulation and switched on the vibrator and moved it along her pussy slit.Lisa closed her eyes as she began to move the toy inside her pussy and arched her legs back until she began a steady rhythm. The little toy felt so good as she moved it along her clit which caused her body to tighten up. It had been so long since she had sex. She wished George was with her right now. She kept working the vibrator in and out and than she got a picture of Jeb in her mind when she saw him naked the other night.She kept rubbing her clitoris with the toy as she remembered how large Jeb's cock had been. She had always wondered if that myth about black men being built so largely was true. She thought that at least on Jeb it was true.Her mind was stuck on that image she saw and the coal black darkness of Jeb's skin. Lisa imagined touching him and wrapping her tiny white fingers around that huge shaft. She dreamed how she could be the one to teach him about sex. He had never been with a woman in his life. The vibrator felt so good.Oh God. She was going to cum as her body began to tremble and her breathing began to get labored as she moaned out loud as she reached her first orgasm for the first time in months. Lisa's fingers were getting wet as she kept moving the vibrator around inside her pussy. George! Why wasn't she thinking of having George on top of her right now? She missed him dearly but that image of that huge black cock kept popping up in her brain. Lisa's body began to shake again as she reached her second orgasm. Lisa was catching her breath as she shut off the vibrator and pulled it out of her wet pussy and rubbed her clit with her fingers. She placed the little toy on the night stand and clicked off the light.That's when she noticed the dark figure standing in the doorway. She had left the door wide open! The hallway was dark and as soon as she looked in that direction she saw the figure move quickly away from view.Lisa closed her eyes as she imagined Jeb watching her play with that vibrator. She thought to herself. Oh God. What was she going to do? What would she say to him if he asked?***The thunder and lightening were getting intense as Lisa started to fall asleep. The rain never let up as it pounded against the steel roof. Lisa began to fall asleep. Suddenly she heard the loud bang of thunder that woke her up in an instant and when she turned toward the window she saw a figure standing in the night as the lightening struck.Lisa screamed as loud as she could and within seconds, Jeb ran into the room to see what was the matter."Mrs. Stone, what's wrong? Are you all right?"Lisa was crying and terrified as she sat up and tried to speak in broken words, "I saw someone outside in the rain. It looked like a man with a hat and he was starring in at me.""It's all right now, Mrs. Stone. I'm here with you now."Jeb was kneeling down along the side of the bed as Lisa tired to stop crying. She had forgotten about being naked as she tried to calm herself down. Lisa tried to stop crying as she pulled the blanket up around her breasts as she tried to cover herself."Mrs. Stone, I'll sleep in here on that chair over there until you fall asleep."Lisa was still choked up from crying as she nodded her head that it was all right. Jeb sat in the chair in the corner of the room and leaned his head back quietly.Lisa finally stopped crying and laid her head down on her pillow as she thought how safe she felt having Jeb in the same room with her. She was so exhausted that she fell asleep within minutes. It was still raining when Lisa awoke and looked at the clock on the night stand. It was 3AM and Lisa lifted her head and looked toward the chair where Jeb had been sitting and noticed he was sleeping. The lightening lighted the room for a split second at a time allowing Lisa to see Jeb's eyes closed.She turned toward the window and screamed when she saw the shadow again. Jeb jumped out of the seat."Mrs. Stone, what's wrong? What did you see?"Lisa pointed at the window. "It was there again. I saw the same man. He was wearing a hat.""I'll go outside and see if I can find him.""No. Wait! I don't want you to go out there. What if he has a gun or something?""Maybe we should call the police, Mrs. Stone."Lisa was scared and trembling and confused as she sat holding the blanket against her bare breasts."No. We can't. What if, those people are looking for George? It's better if we don't get the police involved."Lisa began to cry as she held her hands over her face. Jeb sat on the edge of the bed feeling upset and nervous."It's all right now, Mrs. Stone. I'm right here with you."Lisa cried but tried to wipe her eyes as she looked at Jeb who was starring pitifully at her as she cried. In her state of confusion, she lunged forward and quickly put her arms around Jeb and held him tight as she cried.Jeb nervously patted her shoulder and eased his arms around the naked woman until his chin rested on her bare shoulder."Don't cry, Mrs. Stone. You got me here with you now. I'll be your husband from now on."Lisa was still crying but listening to Jeb as she slowly backed her face away to look into his eyes. Lisa felt the need at the moment to feel close to this man as she quickly leaned forward and kissed Jeb's lips. He was surprised as he starred into her eyes but leaned forward giving her a second kiss in return. Lisa was naked. He beautiful full breasts were in complete view to Jeb every time the lightening struck. Lisa was holding her hand up to his face and slowly caressed his skin. Lisa moved her hand slowly across his cheek and down around his thick neckJeb had never had a woman touch him the way Lisa was touching him now and felt nervous as she lowered her hand to his and took hold of his fingers and grasped him tight. She was still starring into his eyes as she slowly raised his hand to her chest and laid the palm of his hand against the smooth soft skin. Jeb's expression was that of a little boy as he felt her hand moving above his own, pressing his fingers into her left breast. He gazed into her eyes as he slowly felt the soft globe and her hard nipple against his palm.Jeb had taken his other hand and moved it to her right breast himself and began to slowly massage her full natural breasts. Lisa's eyes were still focused on his as Jeb's fingers explored her chest. Either she wasn't thinking about the consequences that may occur or she felt protected being with this man. Jeb's fingers were trembling like a little boy's as he slowly moved his fingers across her soft white skin. He had wanted to touch her and feel her softness for a long time. He kept starring into her eyes as he stuttered out the words. "I've never touched a woman before. You feel so soft and warm."Jeb was her protector. He was a giant of a man but yet so gentle with her. She wanted so much to give herself to this man right now but she thought of George and her mind was confused. She could see it in his eyes at that moment. He wanted her but didn't know what he should do or how.Suddenly. Lisa panicked and was afraid of what might happen next as she pushed the blanket down on the bed."Lay down and sleep in here with me tonight."Jeb removed his hands from her breasts as he stood up and walked around to the opposite side of the bed and got into the bed next to her. It was the only way she could respond at that moment. Had Jeb been more aggressive, he would have been able to seduce her but his innocent boyish behavior was no match for a woman of her maturity.Lisa waited for Jeb to get into the bed. He was only wearing cotton boxer shorts without a shirt and could see the bulge she caused protruding from the thin material. Lisa felt sorry for Jeb and didn't mean to arouse him until he felt uncomfortable. She was trying to justify why she told him to lay beside her. Deep down inside, Lisa was hoping that Jeb would take her. Make passionate love to her but she knew it wasn't in his nature. He was a gentleman. Jeb was very passive and gentle. Lisa knew that Jeb would have to be told that it was all right. He would have to be told that he could touch her and do the things he was thinking about.Jeb laid his head on the pillow as he starred at Lisa. Her breasts were still uncovered as she turned and faced him. Lisa starred at Jeb as her eyes eventually closed and she fell asleep. ***Lisa woke early the next morning. The rain had stopped and the sun was shining through the bedroom window. Jeb appeared to be asleep and Lisa thought it would be a good time to get out of bed so Jeb would see her completely naked.Lisa moved as softly as she could but woke Jeb as she lifted out of the bed. He got a good look at her naked cheeks as she walked around and picked up her robe off the chair. Her beautiful white breasts were visible to him as he watched her putting on the robe. He closed his eyes as she walked away, pretending to be asleep.Things were much different that day. At breakfast, and dinner, Jeb reacted much differently with Lisa. She could sense that he was thinking about last night and she felt he was trying to find a way to tell her how he felt. She could also sense that he wanted to make love to her. Jeb searched the entire farm that day looking for any sign of intruders. Foot prints were found near the house which belonged to one person. Lisa thought it may have been a person peeping, but found it strange that they would be out in such a bad storm that night to do so.***Later that evening, Lisa decided to take a long bath again and saw Jeb eating a snack in the kitchen when she last saw him. She remembered how Jeb mentioned how he loved to see her wearing her red high heels and loved seeing her in black. Jeb told her how her flowing hair cascading down her shoulders and how the contrast of her white skin against the black material of her dress would remind him of an angel.Jeb finished his snack and decided to try and read a new book that Mrs. Stone had given him that week. He was about to enter his bedroom and noticed the bedroom door cracked open again in Mrs. Stone's bedroom.Lisa was setting at her vanity combing her hair in the mirror. The only light in the room was the one setting on the vanity top. Lisa had dried her hair after her bath. She sat on the stool combing her hair and was smiling to herself in the mirror. The scent of her perfume filled the room.Lisa gazed at the reflection of her tiny black baby doll nightie in the mirror. Her feet were positioned straight in front of her with both heels of her red shoes touching the floor. She had shaven her leg's smooth along with her bush. She was ready for whatever happened that night.The scent of her perfume trailed into the hallway. Lisa kept brushing her hair and kept her eyes focused on her lipstick-covered lips. The floor creaked every few seconds and got louder each time she heard the creak.Her hair was beautiful as she kept brushing. Her heart began to beat faster as she wondered if he was there. She could feel him watching her. Was he studying every curve of her body? Everything was for him, the red shoes, the black nightie, the lipstick, the perfume. It was all for him. Waiting.Was he man enough to take her? Would he just watch her comb her hair? She wondered as she closed her eyes when the creak seemed to stop just inches from her stool. She felt his heavy breathing behind her neck as his hands circled her tiny waist. He kissed the back of her neck as she tilted her head. His hands moved higher and cupped her breasts. He kept kissing her neck until he was kissing her cheek. He knew. Everything was for him and he knew.Lisa dropped the comb to the floor as he whispered in her ear. "You're so beautiful." Lisa turned and kissed him on the lips as he leaned down and picked her up and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and unbuttoned his shirt and pants letting them drop to the floor. He ripped the material of his shirt as it fell to the floor and began kissing her passionately. She kissed him back as their tongues mingled as she held his face in her hands, "I want you to make love to me."Jeb didn't need any encouragement. He wanted her tonight and nothing was going to stop it from happening. He kept kissing her mouth as her hands roamed down toward his boxer shorts and gave them a tug until they fell down his legs. Lisa's heart raced as she took hold of the massive black shaft. It was much larger than she had ever dreamed and frightened her. She wondered if he would hurt her or be gentle. Jeb kissed his way down her neck and lifted her off the bed and pulled the black nightie over her head. Jeb devoured her breasts with his mouth, sucking on each nipple until they filled with blood and poked up at the ceiling. She stroked his shaft as it throbbed in her hand and kissed his the top of his head as she wrapped her other hand around his head, pulling into her breasts.His hand touched her bare pussy and she felt him working a finger into her slit which was soaked from excitement. His lips touched her belly and he started to kiss it. His finger touched her clitoris causing her to tighten up which alarmed him momentarily. He thought he had hurt her but figured out it gave her please and did it again.Jeb had much love and passion for Mrs. Stone and would never hurt her. He moved up and kissed her breasts again, than her neck and her lips were next. He had moved up far enough where she had a hold of him again. He was only inches from her pussy slit and Lisa sensed that he needed her guidance. Jeb was a virgin and she was going to teach him how to make love to a woman. Lisa slowly lifted her legs back as she held his waist and moved his body into position. She carefully stroked his shaft which throbbed in her hand and guided it toward the entrance of her wet slit as she glazed into his eyes."That's it. Move your body up until the head touches the entrance and wait until I tell you to push."Lisa was in control of this jet black giant man above her. He waited patently as the large black head rubbed against her pussy slit. Her eyes stayed focused on his as she rubbed the head along the slit. Her other hand held his waist as guidance as she pulled her legs back slightly further. "Push!"Jeb did what he was told and the huge black head popped into her tight pussy slit causing her to stiffen up and dig her nails into his waist. His eyes closed as he felt her warm wet pussy closing around his shaft. He instinctively moved a fraction back out and moved himself forward sending an inch of his shaft into her pussy. Jeb kept doing this until he had a few inches buried inside her warm tight pussy.Lisa moved her hands up to his face and kissed his lips as he kept moving his cock inside her pussy in rhythm to her hips arching up to meet his strokes."That's it, baby. Fuck me!"Lisa's pussy was soaking wet as it clamped around the huge shaft. She wrapped her legs around his ass until her heels clicked as Jeb began humping her faster and faster. He would learn what it took to please this woman. Lisa's body began to tremble as she reached her orgasm. Jeb opened his eyes and watch how she reacted. He wanted to learn everything there was to know about sex. He wanted to be the best Lover that Mrs. Stone ever had. Lisa could feel his shaft swelling up if that was possible. He was huge enough the way he was but she knew he was going to cum very soon.The loud sucking sounds of her pussy filled the room as Jeb hammered into her tight pussy. His breathing became more labored as she began a faster pace as she squeezed her fingers into his ass. She would teach him the art of making love to a woman. She would allow him to cum. This was his first time.Jeb began grunting out very loud. His voice was so loud that it reminded her of a huge black bear being disturbed while eating and it was growling. Lisa felt the head of his cock pressing against her cervix. He was in as deep as anyone ever been inside her pussy. She felt the first spurt hitting her cervix. Than another, followed by several smaller spurts. Jeb was breathing heavily and trying to catch his breath as she rubbed her hands along his back and kissed his face. He finally lifted off her and rolled off her body because his sweat started to drip down on her. "Did I make love to you the way you wanted me to, Mrs. Stone?"Lisa smiled as she took the blanket and wiped the sweat off his cheek. "Yes. Baby. You made love to me the way I wanted."Lisa lifted herself up and kissed his lips and ran into the bathroom as his seed dripped down her thighs. More to come...I'm Karen Kay and I hope you enjoyed my story. To read my bio and about my own interracial experiences visit my web site at; www.karenkayonline.com |
forloveofe04.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/forloveofe04.txt | Chapter 4Eliza woke up curiously refreshed the next day, especially considering how acrobatic her evening had been the day before. She was positively humming as she boarded a taxi to go to her office. "Perhaps, just perhaps, I need to work more on my social life," she told herself as she looked at the couples walking on the sidewalk as she sped past. "Although, with friends like mine..." She laughed at herself as she exited the cab in front of her office building and headed to the elevator to go to the 101st floor, where her actuarial firm was located. As she passed the security guard, she gave him a sunny smile that had him looking around at her as she pressed the call button on the elevator. "Hmmm," he thought to himself, "someone is in a particularly good mood. Wonder if she got lucky?" Eliza was humming a popular tune as she exited the elevator and walked briskly to the entrance to her firm, where she startled the receptionist by asking about his recent vacation. Yet another set of surprised eyes following her down the hall... As Eliza passed the rows of assistants in their cubicles, her personal assistant called to her. "Miss Tinker, we have a couple of new hires whom I thought should meet you. This is Jackie Karr," she said, indicating a slim, but pretty girl in her mid-twenties, with blond hair cascading down her back. She was dressed in a knee-length tartan skirt, white shirt, red cardigan, and knee-high riding boots. "And this is Stephanie Grant," this time referring to the other girl, also in her mid-twenties, but a bit younger than Jackie, with shoulder-length brown hair, a bit more solidly built with more pronounced curves. Stephanie was wearing a shorter black skirt, black hose, and a rather snug orange blouse that was straining a bit at the buttons, due to the rather impressive mounds they held captive. Both girls looked so apprehensive at meeting the boss that Eliza had to concentrate to hold back a giggle. "God," she thought to herself, "these newbies are getting younger and younger all the time." "Welcome to Xanadu Fields, ladies," said Eliza. "I have great expectations for the both of you. Katie will give you your desk assignments and your first case load. If you have a question that she cannot answer, I will do my best to help. I am looking forward to a profitable relationship with you both." She smiled warmly at the two girls, encouraging Jackie to return the smile with one of her own. Stephanie tried to smile, but was obviously too nervous to be comfortable, yet. Katie took this pause to bundle the two off and send them to their cubicles, as Eliza turned and entered her corner office. As expected, there was a steaming cup of Jamaican coffee, a fresh bagel with cinnamon-infused cream cheese, and a copy of the New York Times waiting for her on her spacious, but pristine desktop. There were also several message forms clipped neatly in order of importance to the corner of her desk blotter. "What's earth-shattering today?" thought Eliza as she lifted the first and began to plot her day... Out in the "Pit", as the cubicle area was known to the staff, Jackie and Stephanie were looking with obvious relief at the employee manual, especially the part outlining the office morale facilities, which included, in addition to the obligatory break room with flat-screen TV, an exercise room complete with the latest in fitness equipment, and, the most intriguing to the girls, a sauna! "I could get very accustomed to this," whispered Jackie. "What a coup, scoring this on our first job search!" "I know, right?" answered Stephanie. "I expected to have to work in a drudge job right out of university, but this? This is a bit of all right." Stephanie's broad brogue betrayed her Scots background; she had started out as an exchange student her freshman year at Stanford, but decided to stay on after she was offered a full-ride scholarship from the Economics Department. She had recently graduated summa cum laude with a degree in Economics and Government, and was ecstatic to be able to find employment at the same firm as her closest friend and roommate from college, Jackie, who had also graduated with honors. "Let's plan to use the sauna tomorrow after work, shall we?" "I always said that you Scots were psychic," answered Jackie with a laugh. "It's a date, then." She turned away just missing a glimpse of a strange, longing expression on her friend's face...Meanwhile, in her office, Eliza was busy with the usual backlog of business that fell under the "Need It Right This Second" category, when she heard a faint tinkle of laughter coming from the "Pit". Glancing up, she saw the two newest members of the office leaning toward each other and giggling. She shook her head with a smile, thinking to herself, "My God, was I that way when I was that age?" "Of course, silly," answered her ego. "You were just as young then, and just as full of joie de vivre. You just didn't have your best friend with you at work." "So that's it," she thought. "I wondered what the situation was with them." "Come on," her ego countered. "It wasn't obvious? They have a real relationship; whether romantic or not, who's to tell? But, there is a bonding of some sort there." "I guess so," Eliza told herself. "It did seem as if there was a little more to them than met the eye." With that thought, she returned to her work, only occasionally sparing a moment to muse about her newest hires.** The next couple of days seemed to crawl by, urgent work coming in by the bucket loads. Eliza found herself getting increasingly stiff and cranky, especially at close of business Wednesday, when she realized that she had spent nearly 40 hours at work already that week. "I need to unwind," she thought to herself, "but no one's available for dinner. Perhaps I'll bake the old muscles this time," she decided, heading for the sauna. She had hung her clothes in the locker provided, and wrapped a towel around her torso with another around her hair as she opened the door and entered the sauna. Once she blinked away the tears that the 120 degree air produced, she discovered that the room was already occupied by two other females. As this was a coed sauna, both were wearing their towels, but startled a bit when she entered."Keep your seats," she said. "There's plenty of space. Jackie, and Stephanie, right?" she enquired, to the obvious relief and strangely enough, embarrassment of the girls, who were sitting next to each other on the upper bench furthest away from the hot stones. "Yes, ma'am," replied the girls in unison. "In here, it's Eliza, or just 'E'; save the 'ma'am's' for the office," she said, with a smile. "This is off the clock time." As she settled in on one of the lower benches, she noticed a look pass between the two younger girls; one that she pretended not to notice as she lay back against the corner with her eyes seemingly shut. Sure enough, as she lay there pretending to doze off, she heard faint whispers between the girls. "What now?" whispered Stephanie (her pronunciation of the first word as "wot" gave her away). "I don't know," answered Jackie. "I was sure we would be alone this evening, since everyone else had dinner plans. I guess this wasn't such a hot idea, after all." No sooner had she gotten that last out of her mouth, than she caught herself with a gasp, wide eyes, and a giggle; "Hot idea! That's rich!" Without opening her eyes, Eliza decided to join the conversation..."She who would pun would pick a pocket," she intoned, cracking one eye open to amuse herself at the expressions on the two other women's faces. "It's all right, girls; nothing you say or do will shock me. And besides, I DID say that this is off the clock, right?" At that, she sat upright, allowing the towel to fall from her upper torso, exposing her breasts. "Oops!" she said, gathering the towel back up, but not before noticing a certain, hungry look in both girls' eyes. "These towels are not big enough; I'll have to see about rectifying that problem," she said, trying in vain to tuck the towel back into its original position. "How are you keeping your on so well, Stephanie?" The brunette blushed furiously. "I'm not, actually, mE," she corrected herself. "It's only lying on top. 'S a bit too small for me boobs, otherwise," she said lifting it up to demonstrate. "Hmmm," thought Eliza. "Surprising candor from that one. I thought she would be too embarrassed to do that. Possibilities, here..." Aloud, she said, "Well, if everyone is equally disgusted by these things..." With that, she rose from the bench, whipped off the towel, laid it on the bench, and lay back upon it, her body fully exposed to the two others. After exchanging a quick glance, both of the younger women hurriedly copied Eliza's move, settling down on the bench in their altogether. "Now, isn't that more comfortable?" asked Eliza, once more settling back in a semi-reclining position, drawing one leg up in a graceful move that exposed her bare pussy to the view of both of the girls, who were trying, in vain, to not be obvious about ogling their boss' attractive frame. "Ladle some water on the stones, would you, Jackie? There's a dear..." she said, as she closed her eyes once more. Jackie got up, and walking over to the heating brazier, bent down to get the dipper and scoop up some water, presenting a stunning view of her trim, yet lovely backside to Stephanie, who followed Jackie's every move with her eyes, a small smile on her face, and Eliza, who was more circumspect, only looking (with approval) through barely opened eyes. As Jackie finished drizzling the water on the hot stones, she turned, and appearing as if a vision through the clouds of steam rising from the brazier, gracefully glided back to her position next to Stephanie, who extended a hand as if to help her up onto the bench. The touch, however, became a quick kiss before Jackie settled down again onto her towel. "Patience!" thought Eliza to herself as her nipples crinkled with delight to see the interplay between her young employees. "Don't rush this, girl!" she told herself as she closed her eyes fully and imagined the possibilities of having two such nubile staffers at hand...*** "E?" A hand touched her shoulder, bringing Eliza from her reverie. "Would you like a massage? I noticed you have been favoring your left shoulder a bit; is it stiff?" Eliza opened one eye to see Jackie standing over her, pert breasts only inches from her face. She tore her gaze from them reluctantly as she answered in the affirmative and rolled over onto her stomach, pillowing her head on her other towel, which by now had come loose from her hair. "Steph, give me a hand, will you?" Jackie said, as Eliza gave a quick shudder when her shoulder rotated painfully. "Sure," replied the brunette, as she came down from the top bench to join her friend. "Hand over the oil, will you, love?" At this, she placed one hand on Eliza's lower back and reached across her for the bottle of sandalwood-scented oil that Jackie produced from a mesh bag that had been on the bench with them. Stephanie poured a little of the oil, which by now was at skin temperature from having been in the sauna for a while, onto Eliza's back and began to gently spread it around so that she could begin the massage. "OOHHH!" groaned Eliza, as Stephanie's gentle, but firm hands began to unravel some of the knots which the busy day had produced in her back and shoulders. "That's gooood!" After a moment of this, Eliza was beginning to drowse off, when she realized that there were four hands on her back, not just two. She leaned up slightly enough to see that both girls were busy rubbing her back and shoulders. "None o' that, now!" said Stephanie, pronouncing the last word 'noo', as she gently pushed Eliza's head back down onto the towel. "I'll no' ha' ye wreckin' wha' I've just done." Eliza noticed, drowsily, that Stephanie's Scots accent got stronger as she worked. "That's just too cute," thought Eliza, as she enjoyed the ministrations of both girls. When one hand started to roam a bit lower on her bottom, she obliged by arching her back a little to show her approval. At that signal, both girls started to apply a much more intimate massage, reaching around her ribcage to massage the sides of her breasts, and the insides of her thighs, which she obligingly opened as much as the rather narrow bench would allow. As the girl working on her legs accepted the invitation by moving closer and closer to Eliza's bare pussy, Eliza began to feel the moisture start to collect in her womanhood. "I hope it is disguised by the oil," she thought, and then quit worrying about it as one sly little finger brushed her cleft, and finding it moist, slid inside and back out again, so deftly that Eliza couldn't quite swear that it hadn't been a mistake. Then, all of a sudden, both pairs of hands lifted away, eliciting a groan from Eliza. "How's that, then?" asked Jackie, who, when Eliza rolled over to peer at her, had a devilish grin on her face that mirrored the expression on Stephanie's. "Did that help any?" Stephanie said, with a look of innocence that was fooling no one. She then reached out, and wiped the oil off her hands on Jackie's torso, not missing a stroke over her rather pert B-cup breasts, topped by coral-colored nipples that crinkled at the touch. That elicited a similar action by Jackie, although she lingered a bit longer on Stephanie's rather more ample breasts, rubbing them in circles and hefting each one before offering one to Eliza, who, after looking for and receiving approval in Stephanie's eyes, reached out to stroke and rub with gleeful abandon. After thus breaking the ice, all three women began to hungrily explore each others' bodies, with the girls' attention focused initially on Eliza, and then gradually shifting to include all three in a grope-fest, gentle though it was. As the first mouth came to rest on Eliza's lips, she gave a sigh, and surrendered to the inevitable pleasure of lady-love. First one, then the other gave her a quick kiss, then a more lingering one, as their mouths moved on to other delights with each other and more intimate kisses to follow. Soon, there was a race to see who could find the lower lips of each other first, with Stephanie winning as she touched her tongue-tip to Eliza's by now roaring furnace of a pussy. With a very satisfied groan, Eliza shifted her hips to allow for easier access by the young brunette, who then began to demonstrate her more than adequate skills in cunnilingus. Not to be outdone, Eliza reached for Jackie, who willingly allowed herself to be positioned with her finely downed pussy just above Eliza's face. After gazing at the beautiful sight for a moment, Eliza then hungrily began to eat the younger blonde. She savored the taste of her new friend, as her own pussy began the climb to what was shaping up to be a monster orgasm. As Stephanie worked her magic on Eliza's cleft, Eliza tried hard to concentrate her own efforts to please Jackie, who by now had leaned back, supporting her weight on her forearms as she rode Eliza's tongue. As she got closer to her own climax, Jackie reached over to Eliza's succulent breasts and took a good grip with both hands as she began to shudder. As Jackie started to moan, Eliza redoubled her efforts, lashing mercilessly on the younger girl's clitoris. Meanwhile, Stephanie had almost driven Eliza over the edge; when she sucked hard on Eliza's nubbin, the older woman began to buck as her orgasm hit without warning. Drumming her heels on the wooden bench, she bounced up and down as the waves of her passion crashed again and again, leaving her gasping for breath. She cried, "Oooohhh, Gooodddd!" as she came down from the massive orgasm just as Jackie was bucking her last from her own climax. While the two were catching their breath, Eliza realized that Stephanie had been neglected, and turned quickly to reverse their positions, with herself between the brunette's thighs. "Help me, Jackie!" she ordered the blonde as they prepared to bring the same pleasure to her as she had given Eliza. They were in position, with Eliza at Stephanie's pussy and Jackie kissing her friend's breasts and neck, when out of nowhere..."Are all the benches taken?" came a gentle voice from the doorway. "I can barely see through the steam.""Come on in; it's just us," said Eliza, putting a finger across her lips to silence the two younger girls. "There's plenty to go around." As she said that, a figure became visible through the steam; that of Jay Munro, her office manager. "Whip off that towel, stud, and grab some bench," Eliza directed. "Say hello to Jackie and Stephanie. They're new with us this week." With that, she indicated a spot on the bench next to Stephanie, who was still on her back with her legs spread as she had been when Jay first spoke. Then Eliza surprised both of the younger girls by resuming her position between Stephanie's legs and proceeding to nuzzle the brunette's pussy, which reopened seemingly of its own volition."Don't mind me," said Jay, as he looked down into Stephanie's startled face. "I've been a member of the boss' inner circle for a while now. I've learned to not be embarrassed by anything. Just ask E..." With that, he reached down and brushed Stephanie's lips with his own. "Sweet..."At that, Jackie resumed her attention to Stephanie's magnificent mammaries as Eliza busied herself with the brunette's lower lips. When Stephanie began to moan and wiggle, Eliza caught Jay's eye and, with a raised eyebrow, motioned him behind her. Jay needed no further encouragement, and already being turgid, moved in behind Eliza. With one smooth motion, he buried his erection to the hilt in Eliza's wet pussy, causing her to moan into Stephanie's sex. This caused the girl to begin bucking as her orgasm hit. Eliza followed through for a wild ride as the younger woman's spasms seemed to go on and on. Eventually, she subsided, and Eliza left her to Jackie's tender ministrations as she turned her attention to the young man so deeply imbedded in her. Soon she directed him to place his cock in her ass and started to slam backwards into him, garnering the other women's attention. As they watched, entranced, Stephanie asked Eliza just what Jay had meant about not being embarrassed by anything. In between thrusts, Eliza explained through clenched teeth that the first time she had seen Jay in the sauna, he had been in her position, and the mailroom clerk's cock had been deep in Jay's ass. Eliza explained that she had merely laid her towel on the bench, stretched out, and ignored the activity going on, as if there was nothing unusual in sharing a sauna with two muscular men enjoying each other's attentions. When they finished, she had merely asked that they pour some water on the hot stones, and clean up after themselves. Then she invited them to extend their play to her, if either were interested."The rest is history," said Jay, as he tirelessly stroked his boss' bum with his rock-hard member. "To those of us in the know, the rules are that anything goes, as long as anyone in the sauna at the time is invited to participate. Makes for pretty good corporate team bonding, wouldn't you say?" He paused as Eliza pulled herself slowly off his cock, revealing it to be a respectable 7 inches in length, but not more than 1½ inches in diameter."Now," said Eliza, smiling as she looked the two girls over, "Who's next? Jay's not even gotten started, yet." The two girls looked at each other, then both raised their hands with a grin.Continued in part 5... |
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perfect.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/perfect.txt | Suellen Lynn Mott had been a widow for nearly three years. Now at 48 years of age, Suellen Lynn continued to suffer from the loss of her husband who died of a massive heart attack while sitting behind his desk at the law firm in which he was the senior partner.The strikingly attractive mother of two children did not appear to be nearly 50 years of age. Suellen Lynn's son Bryan was in grad school awaiting the acceptance of his theses and being awarded his Ph.D. in molecular biology from Rochester University.*Eden Lynn, was the lovely daughter that had never given Suellen Lynn any concerns during her preteen and throughout her teen years. Having been married for three years and a one year old daughter of her own, Eden Lynn was a woman who had reached motherhood and appeared to men with her graceful and attractiveness when she was eight months pregnant.So much so was her height of loveliness, that Eden Lynn was like most women and never appeared more stunning. Eden Lynn allowed her body to be exposed to sexual gratification on several occasions, but never more than once with the same man.Had Suellen Lynn known those facts about her daughter, she would have found them impossible to believe. Not once had Eden Lynn allowed her personal life to get back to her mother. From the time she was a preteen girl of 11, Eden Lynn had started down the path of carnal delights.One morning during the summer when she was 11 and no one else was in the house except her, Eden Lyn walked nude to the kitchen to get herself a glass of milk before taking her morning bath. Her mother had taken her brother to the dentist and believing her father was already at the office, she had no knowledge that her daddy had taken the day off to enjoy a need day of relaxation.Lewis was a handsome man with a small sprinkling of grey hair on the sides of his handsome and squared off face. Knowing that he appealed to woman had not allowed him to use the knowledge to bed those women who gave him subtle hints they were open to advances. In fact some women weren't subtle in their coming on to Lewis and that included his wife's sister Dottie.Now Lewis was entering the kitchen from the attached four car garage and before his eyes was his endearing preteen daughter. His eyes took in the nakedness of the sweet child that came from his own loins. For the first time in his life Lewis was viewing a nude child and immediately he could fathom why such a female could bring out lust in a male."Eden Lynn, I didn't know you enjoyed being a nudist," Lewis said as he looked from her head to her tiny feet. His eyes returned to her face and them just as suddenly moved to study the slight slit that grew from between her legs up to the fatty mons pubis, or as known in the medical field as the isocheim."Oh daddy - what are you doing here," the startled girl cried in alarm in being discovered nude. Immediately Eden Lynn moved her hand to cover her tiny pubic area, but didn't understand way. For some reason, Eden Lynn kind of enjoyed knowing a male was looking at her nude body. In fact from that day forward, Eden Lynn discovered she loved being nude in front of any male."Let me see, first I live here and second, I came into the house simply knowing that I would find a cute nude woman in my kitchen. Does that answer your question?"Running to her father, Eden Lynn hugged her father in her small arms and snuggled against the large man. Carry me to my room daddy, will you?"Lewis picked his daughter up in his arms and as he did so, his large right hand was cupping the small round and hard buttock of her left hip. His arm was under the small body and for reasons he never really understood, he moved his hand so his fingers could touch the small gap between her legs.Neither said anything and when they got into Eden Lynn's room, she asked her father, "Put me down on my bed and lie down with me for a while, please daddy?"Father and daughter lay on the 11 year old girl's bed and she had suddenly gotten knowledge that belied her age. "Daddy, I liked your fingers between my legs. I know you're not supposed to touch me because you're my father. Also young girls aren't supposed to be founded. I like your touching me, would you do it some more? I won't tell mom, honest I won't."For the next couple of hours the bubbly young prepubescent found out what happens when her little hole is touched. Eden Lynn was scarred for only a moment when her father touched the secret spot between her legs. How the girl knew it was special and would be pleasant to be touched on her "spot" she didn't have an inkling as why she would feel good when daddy used his finger to give her strange excitement.What she did know was her father seemed to be a man to make her feel good and the man touching her was without doubt, especially by a man who possessed the knowledge to stimulate her until she reached orgasms for the first time in her young life.For the next year, Eden Lynn found not only her father enjoyed touching her, but other men were more than happy to do so for her. Eden Lynn discovered if she walked to the city park or attended movies alone, some man would look at her and she was soon being caressed. Many days the young girl would be riding in a vehicle with a man and they would find a nice place to park.Eden Lynn was riding her bike on the bike path that traversed the river and it had several spots where one could pull off the blacktop path and relax by the river in some tall and bushy shrub like plants.The week before school was to start the cute girl was pedaling her bike toward nowhere and decided to stop and enjoy the diet soft drink and health bar she had with her. Pushing her bike down to the spot she enjoyed stopping and looking at people along the river fishing. This date a man was fishing only a few feet from where she would sit and lean against a tree."Hello, did you come to scare a fish onto my hook so I can have a fresh one for dinner this evening?" the man smiled and asked Eden Lynn."No, this is a spot where I like to rest after riding my bike from over on Fresnor Street. So are you catching any fish in my spot?""Not a single nibble. I believe my fish worn drowned," the man said and chuckled at his joke."Your silly, worms can't drown. I'll bet they die when you stick the hook in them - your teasing me, aren't you? My name is Eden Lynn - what is your name?"Knowing it would not be a good idea to tell the girl his real name, as Mick Carter was not beyond touching young girls if the opportunity arose. "I'm Andy Edwards - do you mind if I join you and take a break from fishing?"Within ten minutes after they moved into the brush, and much to Mick's surprise, he had the pretty girl's shorts and panties off her body. Feeling the girl's legs and slowly sliding his finger up and down her slit was making Mick really hard. Unzipping his own shorts, Mick pulled his cock out and asked the girl, "You very cute and I would love for you to take my prick in your hand - would you do that for me?""Yeah, I like doing it for guys and making them get they stuff off. Would you like me to jack you, Andy?"After a short time, Mick was attempting to push his finger in and out of the girl's tiny cunt. When he did so, he was unaware that no male had done more than stroke her pussy in the past. When his finger pushed up into her tiny slit, Eden Lynn cried out, "That hurts! Oh take your finger out of me, I don't like that. Stop, it hurts - oh Andy not more like that, it hurts too bad."Eden Lynn didn't understand what caused her the pain, but Mother nature had lodged a hymen that had no opening in the membrane that other cherries had of some sort. It wasn't until nearly a year later she discovered what had been given her in the way of a cherry. Cute Eden Lynn had a hymen that was one of those rare instances when the hymen completely covers the vaginal opening.A week after turning 12, Eden Lynn found she was unable to control the situation as she normally would when alone with a man. In the past when she told any man to stop touching her and take her home the man she was with would do as she requested. Then the day came when the man took her to his home and she had no idea where it was as he had told her she needed to hide on the floor in the even her mom or dad would see her in his car.Knowing she would be in trouble if her parents found her in some strange man's car, she got on the floor board of the man's car.Once they were inside his house, Eden Lynn was soon nude. They were playing on the leather sofa in the man's master bedroom and she was giving her first blow-job, as the man called what she was doing for him. Never in the past had anyone asked her to do such a thing. When her mouth was suddenly full of some weird tasting liquid, she knew what the thick mucous was - the man had cummed in her mouth.In a few minutes the man was returning the favor for the vivacious preteen and her tiny butt commenced moving up and down on the leather sofa. Eden Lynn had climaxed from being touched in the past and this time when she got the good feelings they were so much stronger. Her breasts were yet to form on her preadolescent body and her pink nipple were excited that day by the man's lips and tongue.The graceful preteen form was not yet in the stage of puberty that she had maiden hair growing on the area between her slender thighs. Eden Lynn's body was certainly more erotic and favorable to the view than other girls her age due to the way her body filled out.The slight roundness of her stomach highlighted the fatty mons that topped off her female gash. Eden Lynn's clitoral hood covered the complete shaft of her clitoris and the fairly large prepuce on a girl yet to complete puberty showed between her labia.When the man saw her breasts were only small light colored pink circles on her chest and they were no larger than a dime he was surprised. The nipples in the center of her breasts were the same pink color and were so tiny they could have been missed if one didn't look for them. Surprising to the man was the fact her nipples didn't protrude out from the areoles. When he kissed the nips on the cute little one, the girl giggled and told him, "No one had ever kissed or tried to suck my little spots before."For a few moments Eden Lynn didn't realize what was about to happen as the man moved up over her and nestled firmly between her slender legs. Suddenly the knowledge the man was going to have sex with her brought her to an acute fearsome awareness she must get out from under the man. Never before when she allowed her body to be touched and never completed nude before, except with her father, Eden Lynn controlled what was to take place.The young girl knew that the man intended to make love to her and she had to stop him from taking of her virginity. "No - let me up, I can't have sex! Please don't hurt me - take it away from me," and for the first time Eden Lynn was crying while enjoying sex. Before she could escape from under the body of the large man, she felt his thick penis being rubbed up and down the narrow slit between her 12 year old labia majora. "Nooooo, please I don't want to do that," Eden Lynn cried out in alarm!The man was using his hand to guide his prick up and down the girl's sexual vestibule. Before he eased the blunt end of his penis in her vagina, he used his fingers to touch her anus and the smooth skin between her butt and her vagina which he told the girl was her perineum. "Sweet thing, your skin between your cunt and ass hole is the smoothest I have ever felt on a woman."No longer in control of what was happening to her, Eden Lynn felt the start of her being sexually taken for the first time when the man tried to shove his thing up her and it hurt terribly. Suddenly his penis was stopped from gaining further entrance as the man who Eden Lynn just thought of at the time, I don't even know his first name.That moment in time when every woman first feels a cock strike against her virginity was now occurring to Eden Lynn and the hard cock struck against her virginity. This was not good for the 12 year old girl as her unique hymen had been formed, as had her mother's, as an imperforated hymen.Under normal conditions some females find it necessary to have their imperforate hymen surgically cut to ease the stretching and pain from it being burst open for her first sex. For several minutes Eden Lynn was subjected to the brutal rupturing necessary to gain entrance into her sec."Oh goshhhhh, that hurts so much! Please won't you stop it hurts so much I can't take it any more. Stop, no more, aughhhh , I don't want you like this. Help me, ohhhhh it hurts!" That was the final words Eden Lynn said as her virginity was taken from her body. From that day forward, her body was given up to any male who wanted her and she found her mother's two brothers had no problem in having sex with her.*If one did not see the lissome adult woman in shorts or a bathing suit the appearance of her body wouldn't be noticed any more than other charming women in a given group. Suellen ensured her dress was conservatively in dresses and skirts, or slacks, although she had several skirts above the knee in length. Suellen's clothing came from expensive boutiques and she had her clothes altered to such a fault, they appeared to be tailored to fit her elegant and poised figure. After the sudden death of her husband Lewis, of 24 years the attractive widow was hounded by men, married and single who had thoughts of nestling between her sleek thighs.While swimming at the country club, Suellen Lynn was aware of men studying her shape, and especially her legs. The woman had thighs that were just meaty enough to make a whisking sound as they rubbed together when she walked. The thought of how they looked made the widow understand her legs were perfectly formed and especially her thighs. Today was no different as Suellen Lynn had decided to stay home and relax and work on her tan around her own pool.Wanting to get an over all tan for the upcoming "Wine-Land-and-Sea-Gala" at the county club, she decided to remain at home to catch the sun's rays. Suellen Lynn knew the off white formal dress with the spaghetti straps that allowed her shoulders, upper chest and the tops of her rounded breasts would be visible and she had selected to wear definitely required she not have any tan lines.The floor length gown flowed across her rounded hips and with the slit traveling up her legs to nearly her waist. That her superb thighs were able to be glimpsed with each step she made caused her no concern. Having been selected by the woman of the country club as co-chair of the gala Suellen Lynn knew she must look her finest. *Sir Richard Barstow would be the male co-chair of the event gave additional emphasis on how she must appear, as this was one of the most attuned such events in the state. Suellen Lynn chuckled as she recalled how last week at the meeting of the group working the event and had been behind the curtain on the dance floor at the country club seeing how the area could be raised for the event, especially the auction.During past galas, members and guest would always complain they were unable to view the activity as the items couldn't be seen from half-way back in the audience. This year, Suellen Lynn checked on getting a temporary stage that was two feet high so the activities could be viewed by all attending. Plus, this would allow those at the head table to be seated higher than the other guest and would serve as a dais.While standing on a chair to see how the stage area would look once the temporary platform was in place she did not observe that Sir Richard watching her. Suellen Lynn had worn a suit to the meeting and the skirt was form fitting to her lower body. Moving so she was standing on her tiptoes, Suellen Lynn moved until she was standing on her left foot, with her right leg sticking out behind her. This caused her skirt to slide up her leg and she knew to past mid-thigh.Standing on the soft cushion of the chair, Suellen Lynn was loosing her balance and was about to fall when she felt someone grabbed the calf of her leg near the knee and told her, "Gotcha, we can't let our lovely leader of the upcoming event fall and hurt herself."Recognizing who had grabbed her from his voice, Suellen Lynn at first replied, "Thanks for saving my life," and realized Sir Richard was slowly moving the hand not holding her leg, was feeling her other leg nearly half way up her thigh. Uncertain what she should say, Suellen Lynn decided she 'd say something cute, "Let me know when you find what you're looking for, Your Lordship.""I will assuredly do so," and as his hand moved up to the center of her pantyhose, she heard the man additionally say, "I've almost found it - these confounded hose stops my progress."Suellen Lynn had heard rumors that more than one husband and were member of the elite golf club had been cuckold by the British import. Some members jokingly referred to Sir Richard as the "British Import" and knew it was more than a rumor if his touching her so boldly was any indication.Her own infatuation with the man was something she had often thought could cause her to be with a man once more. Even if being with another man was for a duration of only a clandestine one night stand. Now Suellen Lynn knew panic and worried someone might see them in such a personal position."Sir Richard, you're supposed to be saving me not seducing and fondling me like a high school quarterback - although I agree with you about pantyhose. Now, my Lord and sex fiend would you take your hand out from my crotch and stop those delightful playful ways and help Me Lady down?"After she was again standing on the floor Suellen Lynn knew her face was slightly red and recalled how the man had caressed her thighs before assisting her down off the chair. Hearing the man tell her, "At last, I have finally discovered and felt the most beautiful thighs ever given to a woman by the Man on High.""Should I beat the crap out of you for your touching me as you did or kiss you for saving me from falling," Suellen Lynn laughingly asked the man?"Both. I won't object as it would be a small price to pay." Sir Richard then took Suellen Lynn in his arms and pulling her to him commenced kissing her lips. His hands were slowly moving across her back and down onto her hips.Still in shock and enjoying the foreplay, Suellen Lynn opened her lips to his tongue as they kissed. The surprised woman made no objections when Sir Richard's hands played over her breasts.Finally she pressed her hands against his broad chest to stop his advances. Whispering softly, Suellen Lynn told him, "Sir Richard, we must stop and I apologize for what seems like a come on, but isn't. You're the first man to kiss me and touch me since my husband died and that is more than three years ago."For the rest of the evening Sir Richard, who was divorced, treated her with deep respect. When he asked Suellen Lynn to have dinner with him she told him, "I won't make it a date, but will meet you Saturday evening for dinner here at the club. It will be to discuss the upcoming event and that is a start, but nothing else - do we have a deal?""I like any man who meets you will agree to your terms. A few crumbs are better than no meal at all some wit once spoke. As such my dear woman, I will see you Saturday evening at eight."Smiling at the man as he spoke kind words to her, "You're truly more beautiful than I thought and hell if I died right now, I would know I had felt those delightful looking and sleek thighs. Plus the utmost personal spot on a woman."They had eaten dinner together and Suellen Lynn had some papers with her to make it appear it was a business meeting about the event. During the meal Sir Richard moved from the chair across from her to the one next to her. Perhaps five minutes passed before she felt his hand touching her leg. Ignoring the act by the man, Suellen Lynn knew if she didn't reach down and stop his hand from moving up her legs his hand would soon be at the top of the thigh-high stockings she was wearing.Slowly the hand moved so it didn't appear to indicate what he was doing or allowing the others in the dinning room of the club be aware he was feeling her legs. Leaning toward Suellen Lynn, Sir Richard eased his hand to the center of her panties and instead of closing her legs as she should have done from the start, opened them to permit him the access he sought.For the first time in over three years a man's fingers were easing into her sex and had it been possible, Suellen Lynn would have allowed the man to make love to her in front of those eating dinner.A look of desire was on Sullen's face as she finally asked, "Sir Richard, you really should stop. Should I decide to allow a man to know me sexually once more, it will be you - but would you be so kind and stop? I admit I wore the thigh-highs stockings for you and now you found what you were seeking when I was on the chair - do we have a deal?""Yes, and yesterday would have been too long to have waited for you to say yes," and pulled his fingers out of her sex.Suellen Lynn watched as the man moved his fingers to his lips and his tongue eased out and he lightly licked his fingers that had been playing in her sex. Romantic or sexual, which of the two applied as she saw what he was doing, Suellen Lynn couldn't decide. Then Suellen Lynn knew it was both and speaking to the man, said, "Thanks for the illustrative compliment and you're like a school boy with his first love."*Aware her legs were perfect Suellen Lynn had known from the time she was a cheerleader for three years and drum major during her junior and senior years in high school. During college, Suellen Lynn's legs were featured in a nationally published article by some unknown sports writer who had photographed her and caught a once in a lifetime photo that showed off her perfectly shaped legs. He had written an article about her thighs titled, "The legs of a true athletic." Believing no one could view her nude as she lay at her own pool, Suellen Lynn stripped off her one piece bathing suit and caught the sun's rays.*From the attic window view and overlooking the neighbor's back yard, a teenage boy was once more studying the attractive woman without her knowledge. With a view of his lovely neighbor as she lay nude along her pool, 15 year old Allen Jefferson watched the pretty woman through his video camera.Using the close up features, Allen was zooming in until only her thighs were visible, and then capturing the thick growth of hair adorning the top of her sex, and down along the sides where here labia guarded the entrance to her exquisite sex. "Boy oh boy, her pussy is part way open. Yeah pretty lady, oh make you pussy open really wide, I want to see inside it, Mrs. Mott make your pussy open up for me," Allen said out loud.Every since he had knowledge of the female form and especially the fantasy of his attractive neighbor, Allen had hoped for the opportunity to view his neighbor in the nude. Today was his day and his lens was allowing him to record her sex completely.Nothing had ever looked so wonderful, not even the girls in the raunchy men's magazines he had purchased from a couple of his class mates. Seeing the mole on her body, just where she shaved her sex at the left side of her mons, gave Allen an instant erection. "Wow, I sure would like to kiss that birthmark and lick her pussy. Oh Mrs. Mott, would you let me fuck you," the young teen asked himself?"Allen reached down and pulled his cock from his shorts and commenced to stroke his erection as he filmed the pretty woman.*Unknown to Allen or anyone else who knew the charming widow, Suellen Lynn was running through her mind the only time she ever cheated on her husband. There was no doubt in Ellen's mind that she was desirable and men wanted her ran through her mind as she reminisced about her one time to commit adultery.No, it wasn't only one time she recalled as over three days Suellen Lynn had been passionate with her lover of choice. It was a total of 16 times she surrendered her body too and he was a stranger she met in a motel bar. The sex had been both hard and loving and she had often thought how she begged to be taken over and over. Laughing to herself, Suellen Lynn recalled how Martin told her, "Hell woman, your fucking me to death - haven't you ever fucked before?"Recounting how many times she had joined her body with the only man who had known her sexually, except her husband, caused Suellen Lynn's the fingers on her right hand to move and touch her sex. It wasn't masturbation, but simply using her fingers to tug her maiden hair to each count of the number of times she and Martin had intercourse. My gawd, each time I count the number of times, I always reach 16 times Martin fucked me. That is more times in those three days than I and Lewis had sex in a month.Once more, as she had been doing more frequently, Suellen Lynn was reliving the times she had sex with someone other than Lewis. The idea that she was allowing her illicit affair to give her sexual release without a climax entered her mind, but kept the alluring woman sane, and excitement alive in here body and mind.The affair had occurred when she was 30 and actually on her birthday and allowed her body to be taken by a man who wasn't her husband. Suellen Lynn had been on a trip to visit her sister in Des Moines and stopped on the way home to spend the night in a motel.That evening after eating in the motel restaurant, Suellen Lynn decided to stop in the lounge and enjoy a cocktail. The bar was occupied by a few locals, but mostly men or women staying at the motel. Ellen took a table near where the lounge lizard was playing the piano. With an electronic keyboard to give the sound of drums the music was okay and the man did have a nice voice.When an attractive black man asked if he could join her as the tables were full and the stools were all taken at the bar. Suellen Lynn looked at the man and told him, "Yes that would be fine, as I'm lonesome."There was no idea in her mind that she would be having sex with the man, and had never considered cheating on her husband. There had been several flirtatious moments over the course of she and Lewis' marriage, but neither had crossed the line of an affair.By nine o'clock, Suellen Lynn was trying to decide if she wanted to become involved with the man. I'm two states away from home, so no one would ever know. Yet she knew it was improper to commit adultery. During her years with Lewis she had found a couple of the young black attorneys handsome where she worked and loved teasing them when they flirted with her.That night Suellen Lynn allowed Martin to bed her. When she saw the large erection sticking out from Martin's groin, Suellen Lynn understood from her own perspective that blacks were larger in the male organ department. At least she thought as much, as this is the only cock I've ever seen except my husbands. This tells me black cocks are larger than while cocks.They lay on the bed and her lips were kissed by the large man. She found it pleasant to run her hands over his face and to tangle her fingers in his hair. Feeling the man move atop her as he was telling her how wonderful her thighs were didn't give Suellen Lynn much notice for what was to come.Suellen Lynn cried out from Martin sudden inserting his large deep purple colored cock into her body. She sobbed as she was taken hard and deep. Never had she felt Lewis make love to her as Martin was doing and begged Martin to be gentle. When Suellen Lynn felt her legs lifted up on the massive shoulders of the black man she thought her body would be split down the center.The stunning housewife was enraptured with the first man she had ever known besides her husband, Suellen Lynn stayed two more nights with Martin. Suellen Lynn stay at the motel was because as a woman couldn't get enough of the thick and long dark manhood that drove her to testacy. Never had Lewis taken her body so deep and for the first time during intercourse felt her sex pounded and ridden harder than she could imagine.When Martin took her doggie style, and it was her first time for sex in that fashion, the housewife could only cry out, "Martin, my god your killing me, oh hell fuck me - your so deep in me, aughhhh, Martin fuck me."Suellen Lynn hadn't paid attention to her cycle as Lewis had a vasectomy after her son was born and to her dismay, the housewife found her body carrying a child. There was no doubt who the father of the baby was. Suellen Lynn became frightened and arranged for a trip to Chicago to have an abortion. Under the guise of a short vacation, Suellen Lynn knew no one would be aware of her having the medical protocol done to terminate the fetus she was carrying.Since that time, the shapely woman never crossed the boundaries of her marriage vows. Even after the death of her beloved Lewis, she hadn't ventured into the world of sex.*Allen was so involved in filming the woman and stroking his young erection he shot his load of cum within a few strokes. Continuing to watch the LCD screen as he filmed the woman and moved the camera up and down her body, Allen didn't stopping jacking-off his young cock. Thinking today must have been his day as he had brought the tripod with him to the attic to film the woman next door if she showed up at her pool. Yes, this is my day, for this time she is naked, just for me," the teenage boy fantasized in his mind.Turning onto her stomach, Suellen Lynn was giving the young boy even more erotic fantasies as he filmed her round buttocks and moved the camera up and down her legs. "Man, I wonder what it would be like to butt-fuck Mrs. Mott's ass," Allen wondered? The young cock in his fist jerked as he observed the woman reach behind her back and unsnap the upper part of her two piece bathing suit. "Guess she wants her back tanned without strip marks," Allen thought he was going to get lucky as he observed the woman move the straps from her shoulders. To his delight, the full cups on her breasts were visible as the suit fell onto the towel she was laying on when she let the straps loose.For several minutes the camera was capturing the scene of the woman as she lay on her stomach. Once more the front of her body was before his eyes and he watched as she held the top of her bathing suit against her breasts as she rolled onto her back. Gripping his youthful cock extremely tight in his hand while he was stroking his cock fast to the sight of Mrs. Mott pulling her top away from her big tits! This time the camera caught the woman as her hands pulled her naked breasts up from her chest. Unknown to Allen, it was done so the under side of her breasts would tanned and not leave a while line at the base of her breasts."Oh hell, she is taking the bottoms off," the teenage boy said aloud as he watched the lovely older woman sit up and then remove the bottom part of her bathing suit. "Never could I have believed that the woman would undress for me and now I'm looking at my very first naked woman," Allen nearly shouted as he spoke of what he was viewing.Then the woman lay back down and her legs were pointed in this direction. Stroking his cock faster and faster he shot his load as the image of the woman provided him with sexual delights he had only fantasized about previously. Allen watch as Mrs. Mott pulled her legs wide so the sun hit between them completely. This permitted Allen to view her sex even more explicitly than before and Allen was stroking his cock and shooting his young juices in every direction as he shook his cock so hard in beating off.*Glancing at the house next door, Suellen Lynn thought she caught some movement from the only window that looked into her back yard. The attic window looked out onto her backyard, but as she stared at the window, Suellen Lynn decided she was worried about being caught nude and no one would be in the attic of the home.What if the young boy next door is watching me and he is only a teenager? Thinking to herself, Suellen Lynn determined Allen must be 16 or nearly so. Joyce and Keith are good neighbors and if they hadn't assisted me after Lewis died, I don't know what I would have done. The trauma in loosing my husband was the worst day of my life.Then she thought of a painful day of long ago, back to when she was 11 years old. That was one day she never told anyone about. Not her parents, her best friend Becky, and in those days you never heard of telling your teacher if something very personal occurred that bothered you - you lived with your problem.Suellen Lynn had been walking through the city park and stopped at the ice cream cart vendor and asked for a chocolate cone. When she counted out her money she was a quarter short and telling the man she didn't have enough money for the cone. A young man offered her a quarter so she could have the cone.Knowing she shouldn't accept money from the young man and certainly shouldn't be walking with him after she got her cone, Suellen Lynn started telling him about herself. They walked to the end of the park near the parking lot. The man asked if she would like a ride home as he knew she lived nearly a mile from the park after hearing where she lived. During their walk he told her he lived on her street. Suellen Lynn did not catch on that the man had prompted her to disclose where she lived.Thinking how nice the man had been Suellen Lynn got in the van with the man and would like him to drive her home. They were soon on the freeway and she became fearsome and stated they weren't headed home. The man told Suellen Lynn to get in the back of the van and shut up. Afraid to do otherwise Suellen Lynn got in the back of the van and when the man stopped his vehicle assumed she was home.Instead the man had driven to a wooded area in the country. Unknown to Suellen Lynn this wasn't the first time a girl had been brought to the wooded property the man owned. When the man got in the back of the van with Suellen Lynn she knew what was going to happen and prayed she wouldn't be murdered.The man looked at Suellen Lynn and listened as she told him she was 11. Smiling at the pretty dark-haired girl, he told her, "Let me see what a pretty 11 year old girl looks like nude.""No, I can't undress and you better take me home. Please let me go, I won't tell anyone," Suellen Lynn begged the man over and over."Tell you what I will do and if you do exactly like I tell you, I will take you home - so do we have a deal?""Yeah, if you don't hurt me - what do I need to do," Suellen Lynn asked the man in a chocking voice?"Take off all your clothes and then you can go home.""No way will I undress for you and your sick to ask me such a thing and I'm just a little girl.""If you don't take off your clothes, I will rip them off and make you walk home naked and everyone will see you. So it is your choice," the man said with a threat to his voice. "Besides, if I have to rip them off, I will rape you!"Knowing she had only one choice if she didn't want hurt and most of all she didn't want raped. Suellen Lynn pulled her top off and slipped her shorts down. With nothing but her panties on Suellen Lynn moved her hands up over her starting to bud breasts. They had yet to really form and were nothing more than pointed buds sticking out on her chest."Take your hands down and let me see those pretty tits and take those panties off," the man told her. When Suellen Lynn hesitated the man took out a knife and told her, "Get those panties off or I will cut your pretty hair off," the man said as he took a lock of her hair in his hand.Slowly Suellen Lynn took her panties down and the man reached out and pulled her down on the mattress he had on the floor of the van. "Please don't hurt me ,I want to go home."When she felt the man kissing her lips Suellen Lynn knew what was going to happen and couldn't fight the man as he held the knife in his hand. She watched him undress and when she saw his thing she started crying. That she was about to be raped she was aware of and when the man kissed her tiny breasts she sobbed softly. Slowly she watched the man moved his face down and kiss her tiny thing.The man loved the hairless puffy mound that sheltered the small slot between her pretty legs. Man this girl has got better legs than any movie actress I have ever seen. When the man moved on top of her and pushed her legs open, Suellen Lynn tried to escape. Resistance left her mind immediately as the man pushed the end of his knife to her throat. She cried and pleaded for him hot to hurt her and to let her go home. Suddenly she felt something hard touching her sex. When the object wouldn't go in her body the man played with her sex with his fingers and once more he was over her and this time he shoved it into her."Oh nooooo, it hurts - stop, no more, oh please, stop, aughhh," the frightened girl sobbed out as the thickness of her virginity caused her to cry out when the man had to make several shoves to open her sex. Suellen Lynn cried out as her young virginity was slowly ripped from her body. Once more that afternoon Suellen Lynn was forced to undergo rape and even worse she was forced to suck the man's thing until she felt her mouth filled with his wet stuff.One thing Suellen Lynn learned that afternoon was that her legs were pretty and her rapist had told her such over and over. When she was first nude the man told her, "Your legs look like those of an adult except yours are smaller and your thighs are terrific! Hell every women would like thighs like yours."The man's hands had caressed and fondled her thighs and the rest of her legs before, during and after her rape. When she was forced to have sex, Suellen Lynn felt the man's fingers grip her thighs as he moaned out, "Your fucking thighs are perfect and damn, I got your cherry. Little girl, am I the first man to feel you up."Not only had the man felt her up, his hand gripped her legs so hard he left bruises where his fingers had dug deep into the meat of her thighs. Ensuring her mother didn't see the bruise marks the man's gripping fingers had left on her beautiful thighs, Suellen Lynn wore Levis or slacks for a week and a half.*The loss of her virginity at the age of 11 was more profound for the young girl when she got her first boyfriend. Suellen Lynn desired closeness from the boy, but was afraid of what he would think if she was willing to do things.Teddy Patton was a freckled faced, red-haired boy who at 15, and Suellen Lynn was 13, caused her to become extremely thrilled and delighted as he was kissing her. This was her first real kiss and occurred as she was relaxing on the ground in Teddy's back yard.For a few moments while enjoying the she and Teddy's first kiss, the memory of her rapist pushing his tongue in her mouth upset Suellen Lynn. It wasn't until Teddy felt her breasts that she became concerned about his touching her. Now what, should I assist my new boyfriend in some way - maybe I should take my clothes off like I did two years ago with the man.Will he like me if I enjoy his doing that, "It isn't nice," she had told him. Yet Suellen Lynn hadn't pulled his hands away and with her breasts now being 32-B cup in size, they had became sensitive to her own touch even when she took a bath. Suddenly she felt Teddy reach down and run his left hand up her legs."No, I can't do that, -I like you Teddy, but I'm afraid to have you touch me - you should stop - - - shouldn't you?" Even as she spoke, Suellen Lynn allowed her legs to be felt up and Teddy continued doing so, and the teen thought how it wasn't right.Thinking how the man had hurt her made her wish Teddy was the first man to touch her legs. Suellen Lynn was wearing shorts and were the style with the large legs holes. When she felt Teddy sliding his fingers inside the legs holes of her shorts Suellen Lynn cried out, "Don't hurt me."Unknown reason made the young girl feel like she was being forced to allow her body to be touched. Suellen Lynn didn't stop her new found boyfriend exploring her sex and wondered why he kept his fingers on the outside of her panties.Thinking back Suellen Lynn recalled it had been two weeks later that she and Teddy were in his bedroom, while his parents were both at work. Teddy begged Suellen Lynn to undress so he could see how pretty she was."You've go the best looking legs of any girl I know," Teddy told her. Within a few minutes Suellen Lynn made no attempt to stop the boy of 15 from his goal. Undressing for Teddy she had seen and watched his face as the final garment she had worn, her panties slipped over her feet and her lightly haired sex was his for viewing."Suellen Lynn is it okay for me to touch your thing - may I feel it? Oh man, it feels so warm and wet," Teddy sobbed out in fondling his first pussy. When his finger pushed inside the wet opening Teddy was amazed at how slick the wetness was in her hole. She remembered Teddy telling her, that, "You my girlfriend and my young lover - and the stuff in your pussy is so slick - and it is hot inside."Either Teddy was unfamiliar with completing the act of sex or didn't have the nerve to continue taking Suellen Lynn sexually. While they lie side by side Suellen Lynn moved her hand down and was surprised to find Teddy's thing was larger than the man's who had raped her two times. Then she felt Teddy start to hump his body against her while she was playing with his hard thing.Sullen knew she wanted to be taken in the act of love and hoped it would erase the bitterness of being forced to have sex against her will when she was only 11. Suellen Lynn moved onto her back and pulled Teddy on top of her and moved his stiff thing to her sexual opening. "Push it in me, make me your girlfriend - I want to feel what it is like," Suellen Lynn whispered to the boy on top of her.Teddy slid in the small aperture between Suellyn Lynn's legs and thought, "I'm now a man and fucking my first girl. Teddy was quick in reaching his orgasm and after eight strokes of his young manhood inside his girlfriend's sex, felt his first ejaculation leaving his body. Suellen Lynn felt Teddy shudder and knew he was shooting his stuff up in her stomach. "Teddy, your doing me - is this what you wanted with me when you asked me to undress?""Gee yeah, oh Suellen Lynn you made me come." Without thinking about what he was admitting too, Teddy added, "It is the first time I have shot off with a girl, and it's so different than when I make myself get off." Looking up at the face above her own Suellen Lynn understood Teddy had just told her he jacked-off. She also masturbated, but didn't think boys told girls they did it to themselves. Pushing Teddy off her, she curled up against him as they lay facing each other. "I do it to myself also Teddy. Would you show me how you do it while I show you what I do?"That day, two young children explored each other's bodies and by the time it was necessary to dress before Teddy's parents got home, they had intercourse four times. Each had played with the other and pretending to not know how to do oral sex, Suellen Lynn gave Teddy his first blow-job; he later informed Suellen Lynn that was what she had done.That night Suellen Lynn lay in bed and thought of how different it was when she was with Teddy and the time she wasn't raped.Now as she lay in the hot sun and thought of her being assaulted she hadn't ever been traumatized by the rape, Suellen Lynn accepted it as something she allowed by getting in the man's van.*The next day and each day for a week, Suellen Lynn walked to the park in search of the man who had raped her. Friday morning she was setting on the swings and saw a man walking toward the slide where a girl of about ten was sliding. The girl was wearing a skirt and Suellen Lynn could see her panties as she slid down the metal slide.Getting off the swing, Suellen Lynn walked over to where the man stood watching as the girl sat down and started down the slide. Suddenly the girl knew the man could see up under her skirt as it had pushed up over her legs. Landing at the man's feet the girl started to get up and push her skirt down at the same time. The girl tripped over her own feet and fell with her legs in the air and her skirt up over her hips.The young girl knew the man was looking at her panties and was embarrassed that another girl was watching her so displayed. "Stop looking at me - it isn't nice," the girl said weakly.Reaching down the man told the girl, "Let me help you up," and as he spoke, caught her left hand in his own and reached down and felt between her small legs."You shouldn't touch me there - I need to go home," the girl said"I'm sorry, my hand slipped, so how are you today Wendy and are we going for a ride this time - you promised you would go for a ride with me today," the man stated. Then he noticed Suellen Lynn for the first time and it was certain she recognized him."Hello, how are you," Suellen Lynn asked the man, who looked as if he'd take off running at any moment. "I've been waiting to see you; can we go for a ride in your van?" The look that came across the man's face was unbelievable and he was unable to speak and nodded his head to indicate yes."Do you remember me - you gave me a quarter so I could purchase an ice cream cone - I was only 11," Suellen Lynn asked the man who had raped her?"Yeah I remember, but why did you find me - aren't you afraid," the man asked?"No, I want to have you do me again, will you?""Sure why not, but I could have had that little virgin so guess you will need to give me your other virgin hole to make up for it, deal," the man asked?"What other virgin hole, a girl only has one," suddenly Suellen Lynn understood what the man meant and she stated, "You mean in my butt - is that what your saying?""Yep and you will love it - have you ever had it up your butt?""No, can it be done like that - do you know how to do it like that?"That morning Suellen Lynn was taken twice by the man and just before they were ready to leave, Suellen Lynn was on her hands and knees being sodomized. That was a strange experience and when she got home called Teddy. Then walked to his house and she felt his large erection pushing up her butt. With Teddy it was painful and she cried out from the experience. Teddy never knew he wasn't the one who suggested anal sex that day.Two days later Suellen Lynn was watching the news and the police were looking for a man with a van who had taken a girl from the city park and raped her. Seeing the hand drawn image of the man Suellen Lynn knew it was the man who had taken her and bet the girl that had been raped was the one called Wendy.For another month the two teens engaged in sex and until the day Teddy's mother came home early from work as she was sick. Mrs. Patton found her son having anal sex with the cute girl who lived across the street and she shouted out in shock.Watching the girl and her son dress, Liddy knew she needed to do something and told her son to go take a shower and stay in your room until I come to speak with you.Looking at Suellen Lynn, Mrs. Patton took the girl's hand in her own and led her downstairs to the kitchen and told her to sit down. Fixing a soft drink for Suellen Lynn and one for herself, asked Suellen Lynn, "How long has this been going on - I don't know if I will speak to your mother, but honey how long have you two been messing around?"With tears in her eyes, and uncertain what to tell her boyfriend's mother, Suellen Lynn sobbed out, "Mrs. Patton, please don't tell my mother, she will kill me - we've been playing around for a month or so, please don't tell my mom." Speaking in a halting voice, Suellen Lynn said, "Mrs. Patton, Teddy is my boyfriend.""I know, or so he has told his father and me, but you're so young for sex, and what if you were to become pregnant," Mrs. Patton asked?"I can't get pregnant can I," Suellen Lynn asked?"Suellen Lynn, have you commenced your periods - be honest, and you're having regular sex as well, aren't you," the older woman asked?"Yeah, sometimes we do ~ I haven't had a period yet, and my mom took me to the doctor and told her not to worry, I would be okay."*Suellen Lynn had been questioned by her doctor as the evidence of her having had sex was visible to his naked eye when he saw her torn hymen as it was at the bottom of her vagina and asked her if she was having intercourse."Yeah, please don't tell my mom, Dr. Shultz."When he looked once more at the girl on the examination table with her legs in the stirrups, the shape of her girl's legs caught his eye. Studying the girl's face as he looked and stroked them softly, Dennis Shultz knew he was violating his oath as a physician, and a man who faced prison for acts with a girl of 13 in touching her as he was doing in his examination..Knowing the girl was under his control in her requesting he not disclose she was having in sex, Denis proceeded with his charade of additional examination."Perhaps I won't find it necessary to inform your mother, but I need to make certain you're alright and have no problems from sexual activity." During the time he was speaking he was stroking the meat on the girl's thighs and said she had perfect legs. Then as he stood between her open legs he pushed the covering back from her body so he could see her stomach.Moving his hands gently up Sullen's legs, he stroked the fine hair growing on her mons and made a few probes with his fingers on her stomach and mons pubis. Working his fingers lower Denis Shultz took off his rubber glove and then moved his finger to her vulva once more. This time he inserted first one finger, then two, and finally all four of his fingers inside her vagina.Working his thumb on the small clitoris that was hidden in the oversized prepuce, he was soon finger-fucking the girl. Dennis had always loved watching young girls when he examined them, as they weren't certain what would happen, but knew the man would see and touch there sex. This time he went beyond his watching the girl and knew Suellen Lynn was becoming sexually excited.Dennis watched Suellen Lynn catch her breath and told her, "Come, I can feel your ready to come, you like getting off don't you? Once you come we will be done with your examination and your mother will not you're no longer a virgin."While Suellen Lynn was building to a climax, the strongest she had ever felt, she didn't notice Dr. Shultz had taken his erection from his pants and suddenly felt him stroking it back and forth in her sex. While he was fucking the young patient his hands were stroking and feeling her thighs and occasionally her firm breasts.Just as he shot his semen into Suellen Lynn and she enjoyed knew the doctor was inside her sex, and she uttered out her own release, "Dr. Shultz, it feels different with you, and so good - what, oh my, yes!" Still on the examination table, Suellen Lynn was panting and enjoying the strong after glow of her strong orgasm, looked at her doctor and asked, "Do it some more -you do it the best I've ever had, augh, push in me like that, oh doctor!"The feeling of Dr. Shultz's cock was entirely strange after having been with the man who raped her, and Teddy, as their things weren't as large as the one now stroking in and out of her sex.After he had come the second time Dennis placed his cock back in his pants, but first had taken a surgical cloth and wiped off the outer sex of the young girl. Telling her as he pulled the covering back over her stomach, "I best check your breasts and make certain they aren't any cyst or other bumps in them."For a couple more minutes, Suellen Lynn felt her breasts being touched in a way she never knew was possible. Feeling her nipples being touched and squeezed and Dr. Shultz was pinching her clitoris or something like that it seemed. Suellen Lynn felt her body building to what seemed like another climax as her doctor knew exactly how to make a young girl feel good.As a doctor dealing with preteen and teen patients, Dr. Shultz had come to know how to give his patients excitement and many virgins left his examination table wanting to see the doctor before six months passed or some a year was needed before she was again able to enjoy being examined.One thing he found enjoyable was to make the girl climax while her mother was seated right along side of her as he manipulated her clitoris. He enjoyed getting the young girls who were around 10 or 11 and letting them know he was going to touch them between their legs and they watched him closely, but never understood what had made her butt jump up from the examination table..Smiling at Suellen Lynn, Dennis Shultz said softly, "Your going off again and let it come and feel good for you," and as he spoke reached between her legs and fingered her clitoris and inside her sex and he loved it when she squeezed her thighs tightly around his hand.."Augh its doing it harder this time, oh Dr. Shultz I love you," the teen girl uttered from the horrendous climax that passed through her body.Looking down at his patient, he told her he would suggest to her mother she go on birth control and control her periods. Because of that you will need to come see me again in three months - you understand that don't you?""Yes, I don't mind your checking me out - can you - again doctor?"*Once more Suellen Lynn glanced up at the neighbor's house and the window looking down onto her property. Something told her someone was watching her from the window and that it had to be Allen. Closing her legs and setting up, Suellen Lynn studied the window through her sunglasses, but wasn't certain someone was starring at her.Knowing one way to find out was to openly display her body, she lie back on the beach towel and pulled her legs back and open. While making the move Suellen Lynn saw what had to be a figure move behind the window glass.The act of being spied on wasn't to Sullen's pleasure, but she thought he is an innocent boy and like Teddy was at the same age curious about girls. Had she known that her actions were being video recorded on the latest camera equipped with a DVD recording device Suellen Lynn would have been ready to kill.Rising up to where she could reach her bag of items she took out her cell phone and called Joyce's number. There was no doubt that someone had been watching her as the image was visible behind the window. When the phone was finally answered she listened as Allen said, "Hello" Suellen Lynn could hear and knew it was obvious Allen was out of breath from running to answer the phone."Hello, Allen, this is Mrs. Mott, is your mother or father there, I have something to ask them?" While speaking on the phone with the young boy, she picked up her things and bent over to do so and walked into the house. The urge to have waved goodbye at the window was strong and decided she enjoyed teasing the boy. So she waved at the window where she knew Allen had stood looking at her. To her lack of knowledge, the video camera recorded her ever move.Moving upstairs after getting off the phone with Mrs. Mott, Allen ran back up the stairs to where he'd left the camera recording. Looking out the window Allen saw the woman hadn't returned to lay by the pool. Removing the camera from the tripod, Allen took the camera to his room and leaving the tripod in the attic.Allen downloaded the disc to his computer and added it the other videos he had previously recorded while observing his attractive neighbor sunbathing. Allen discovered a the end of the video he made only an hour before that Mrs. Mott was waving at something. "Yes," Allen told himself and knowing it was at the end of the video of his doing her in the nude, and when he'd gone to answer the phone when Mrs. Mott had called. Being a teenager did not stop Allen from realizing that Mrs. Mott was looking at the attic window and waving at him when he was standing and looking at her as he was at the window?"For an hour Allen repeatedly played the images of Mrs. Mott's pussy that he had taken close up video recordings of. Viewing the hair surrounding the slightly parted lips on his older neighbor's pussy on his 20 inch flat screen computer monitor.The powerful lens he had purchased was worth more than he imagined when he made the purchase. There was a shinny wetness showing in Mrs. Mott's pussy hole and all Allen could do was wack off to the video image. "I wonder if she would allow me to lick her pussy like the guys did to the girls in the magazines.""Yeah, I'd enjoy eating my first pussy and Mrs. Mott's cunt is so hairy and wet - oh I want to fuck her and get my first piece - please say yes Mrs. Mott!" When his words were spoken loudly to his own needs, Allen shot off and his cum landed at least three or four feet in front of him on the hardwood floor.*The night of the "Wine-Land-and-Sea-Gala" at the country club had arrived and as co-chair of the activities, Suellen Lynn, along with the co-chair, Richard Barstow were greeting the arriving guest attending the thousand dollar a couple lavish seven course dinner."You have done an excellent job in putting the event together and will be something to remember for a long time to come. You have made this the gala that will be hard to surpass. Suellen Lynn, your decorating of the room is simply marvelous. I must say to you that sharing the credit for the success of the gala is fantastic, but only you, Suellen Lynn have done the work," Sir Richard toward the beaming woman.Then Sir Richard added, "Perhaps later tonight we can dance the night away till early morn, what do you say my stunning co-chair Your dress is perfect for you and every man you've greeted agrees with my observation as I can tell by the lustful look in their eyes.""Perhaps I should be concerned as I believe the fine gentlemen of the evening whose my helper, so to speak, has even more lust in his eyes and assuredly in his mind,. So should I be fearful or joyful my Lordship," Suellen Lynn laughed and teased with her question."I wish it was story book time and I was the big bad wolf and you Little Red Riding Hood. Suellen Lynn I could - what was it that wolf wanted to do with that little twit:, Red Ridding Hood?" Sir Richard laughingly asked, "Or is it twat not twit - but didn't he want to eat her?""You're so bad, but in a good way my Lord Richard. You best watch out Mr. Wolf or I just might agree to be dessert this evening," Suellen Lynn chuckled at her own joke.With a side glance at the woman who had just informed him she wanted him to eat her out tonight, Sir Richard looked down at the image of her full breasts escaping from the top of her gown. "You are assuredly the most engaging dessert I will every partake of, and I mean that in a nice way - you're truly beautiful this evening.""Thank you, but remember I've not been with a man since my husband and if I ask you to stop, please honor my wishes - you excite me - say no more or I might change my mind."Enjoying the dinner, and then the auction, Suellen Lynn found the items were going for twice the amounts they seemed to have in the past. She knew it had to be for a simple reason, people in the crowd could see the items being auctioned. Half way into the auction, Suellen Lynn bid on a bronze statue of couple embracing, and her final bid of six thousand dollars was the winning bid for the piece of art.Having checked before the auction she found other sculptures by the artist were selling for ten thousand or more. Suellen Lynn considered herself lucky in her purchase and would make it the center piece of her entrance foyer.A short time later, Sir Richard won a two week Hawaiian cruise and land vacation. Hearing his bid was the successful one he smiled at Suellen Lynn, and told her, "We will enjoy visiting my homelands old islands, the Cook Islands, together."Saying nothing in reply, Suellen Lynn smiled at the man and wondered what he would say if she told him they would have a terrific time on the vacation.After the auction and as co-chairs, Suellen Lynn and Sir Richard were announced to the audience and were the first couple to dance at the event. This was a tradition and they moved around the dance floor and paused at the tables of the honored guest, including the past year's co-chairs. The previous year's chairs presented them with their gifts.Each year the female co-chair was given a necklace with the crest of the county club on a medallion. The emblem had a one caret diamond located on the emblem that represented the 18 hole of the golf club. Sir Richard was presented with a money clip with the same medallion affixed to the clip.They danced before the audience and Suellen Lynn loved feeling the man holding her and feeling her thighs brushing against the strong and muscular legs of her dance partner. When she felt his erection pressing against her body, Suellen Lynn smiled knowing she could make the man excited. The attractive woman felt her thighs being pressed open by her dance partners leg and felt him pulling her tighter against the manhood trying to enter her body.Now wishing to embarrass her gracious partner, Suellen Lynn stopped dancing and smiling at Sir Richard, said, "I want to do something different tonight."With a chuckle, he asked, "Would that be me?""No, - pay attention and you never know what Santa will bring for Christmas." Suellen Lynn had thought after hearing the man tell her they could enjoy the vacation trip to Hawaii together how nice that would be for Christmas.Stepping with her dance partner to where the band was located Suellen Lynn took the microphone and made an announcement "Ladies and gentlemen, your co-chairs for the night ask the other members of the committee to join us in dancing the first dance. After they are on the floor, Sir Richard and I request all of you join us in celebrating the success of tonight's gala. By the way, the event raised nearly a half a million dollars tonight. Thanks to all of you our local charities will be richer."Listening as Sir Richard asked her to allow him to see her home, and in doing so, felt free to pull her against his body and kiss her. Sir Richard had turned the dead bolt on the office door as they had gone into the club office to put the money and checks from the gala in the deposit slot of the wall mounted safe, similar to that at banks for night deposits. Employees used the safe to turn in the days receipts, so the money that had been turned in after the auction, was now under lock.While kissing her, Sir Richard eased his tongue into her mouth and the woman Suellen Lynn returned his kiss and did so with mixed emotions and passions. Suellen Lynn didn't inhibit him when he reached behind her and loosened her gown by easing the zipper down. When her evening gown fell away from her braless breasts, Suellen Lynn knew her breasts pointed forward and proudly out from her chest. They were displayed in the nude for the Sir Richard's large hands to cover. Suellen Lynn moaned deep under her breath as her nipples were stimulated for the first time in years by a man. The tenderness of Sir Richard's giant sized hands surprised the widow, as she suddenly thought of herself in that venue.Now Suellen Lynn wondered how she had waited so long to allow a man to feel and explore her body. Being a passionate woman of 48 she could deny not only the man, but her own needs and desired sexual contact."It has been so long since anyone has touched me as you are - oh Richard, you shouldn't kiss my breasts like that; what if someone sees us?" The physical aspects of having her nipples nursed and kissed was more than Suellen Lynn could continue accepting.Kneeling down, Suellen Lynn could not comprehend her actions but for the next five minutes satisfied a craving that hadn't been fulfilled for many years. Unfastening the zipper of Sir Richard's tuxedo slacks, Suellen Lynn fished out his erection and moved her mouth to take him deep into her throat. Using both her right hand and her mouth, she soon ws drinking down the male juices from the thick erection in her mouth. Standing up, she found Richard with a look of total satisfaction on his face and then once more he was sucking her nipples."She we go to my place and finish this in a proper setting - like my bedroom and perhaps in my Jacuzzi as a start?"Suellen Lynn moved from the man and told him, "Not tonight, but you're a sweetheart for asking, and I appreciate your mischievous and thrilling offer. Richard, if only I could say yes and wish you had taken me on the floor and made love to me - especially after you nearly undressed me. Be a darling and fasten my dress - and until the next time, kiss my breasts once more. Don't feel ill toward me for saying no tonight and then asking you to take my nipples with your lips once more."Looking in a demure manner, Suellen Lynn added, "I've heard Christmas time in Hawaii is delightful. I can picture how exotic and beautiful the islands must be - and so scenic. Richard, if you know someone with tickets, I'm certain the holiday would be exquisite between the right couple.""Your right - need I wait till Christmas," and Richard added, "my dear co-chair you have breasts to match your exquisite thighs, hell your truly an enchanting and mesmerizing my dear woman. *Driving home after being partially intimate with Suellen Lynn in the office at the golf club, Richard thought of not only seeing but caressing and kissing the large breasts on the petite woman. When he asked the size of her breasts, he listened as she told him in no boasting way, "My puppies are 38-C, and I'm so proud they don't sag - the nipples sometimes embarrass me as they get so big around and stick out so far."When he had her gown off, and so her body in the nude, except for the thigh-high stockings and heels she was wearing, Richard was amazed at how perfectly formed her body was and she had no cellulite or dimpling on her legs. Her stomach was tight and then he remembered her mom's pubis."No woman should have such a lovely bush as Suellen Lynn has on her sex. It is thick and long and the hint of silver blended in the auburn thatch was perfect. I loved how it was so thick and now I know why her bathing suit always seemed so protruding over her sex." Richard found he was speaking out loud as he drove home and wished he had taken the woman on the office floor as she had stated.*Summer was nearly over and Suellen Lynn knew school would start in two weeks. The idea of sunbathing in the nude appealed to the lovely woman and after three dates at the club only, Suellen Lynn wanted to look nice for her date this Saturday night with Richard. She had finally consented to have him come to her house and pick her up and take her to the club.Wishing to appear perfect and not denying the fact she would likely end up partly unclothed if Richard's actions held true as they had at the gold club after the gala. Suellen Lynn wanted an overall tan to go with the deep green cocktail dress she had purchased for the first date she'd had before marrying Lewis. Suellen Lynn eliminated her three nights in the Des Monies motel as a date and considered it simply as wild sex.Moving from the pool Suellen Lynn spread out the large towel on a floating device at the edge of the pool. Easing onto the float she eased her body so she did not upset into the water, and wash off the sunscreen she had applied in front of the mirror in the pool bath.Knowing she hadn't lain in the nude since the day she discovered or believed she had found her 15 year old neighbor had observed her nude as she tanned for the gala night at the club. Suellen Lynn wondered if Allen would watch her today.For a few minutes she forgot about Allen and then saw movement behind the attic window of her neighbor's home. "Allen if you're going to watch, I'm going to make it worth your while." Spreading her legs wide and pulling her right leg back so her foot was resting on the towel. Then did the same with her left leg, which caused her legs to spread her in an expansive "V" position.Suellen Lynn understood how extended her legs were and they were assuredly exposing her sex in an erotic display that would make any stripper envious. Chucking to herself, Suellen Lynn thought, "No, not exposing, but ensuring my pussy was gaping open enough that Allen must see my tonsils from the back side."I must appear as if I'm expecting a lover to move between my legs and take me," Suellen Lynn said aloud. Smiling to herself, Suellen Lynn thought, "Hell, is this how the girls in brothels lay when a man is paying her to a wanton woman, could I give my self to one man after the other in a whorehouse," Suellen Lynn asked herself out loud? That I would like to do if I was younger, or at least for a couple months just to see what having one partner after the other would be like both mentally and physically."Recalling her time with her black lover, Suellen Lynn thought, "Gawd, this is how Martin had me spread my legs when he took me in the motel room," Suellen Lynn recalled.With the video camera recording the every move of the woman's body and using the powerful zoom on the camera to capture the image of her sex filled the lens. Allen watched as the woman's fingers touched her sex and seemed to be brushing something off her body. For several minutes the young boy who was a week away from being 16 watched the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Then he made a decision that would bring him complete joy or his parents would assuredly ground him for the rest of his life.Yet for Allen, there was only one choice and ran to his room and put on his bathing suit. Going back to his camera, Allen took out the disc he had been recoding on and inserted a new one. Then he looked at the camera LCD screen once more and saw he had the image of the woman as he wanted. Could he score today?Picking up a towel, Allen walked out the back door of his house and over to the high wooden gate that blocked the pool area of his neighbor's house. Several times both Mr. and Mrs. Mott invite him to swim in their pool whenever he wished. Now he was going to pretend he didn't know the woman was nude and as before, he would tell her hello as always when he joined either she or her husband swimming.Walking toward the pool after opening the gate and closing it quietly. Allen pretended not to notice Mrs. Mott in the nude and heard her cry out, "Allen, oh no, I'm nude, turn your back for a moment." Thinking I'll act as if I haven't heard the pretty woman, he walked toward her until he was no more than a few inches from her, said in alarm, "Oops, sorry I didn't know you were nude."Suellen Lynn acted shocked and surprised and smiling to herself, told the youthful intruder, "Allen - oh please never tell anyone you saw my old body in the nude."Instead of turning away Allen dropped his towel and decided to go for broke, asked, "May I get nude, also?""Allen, my gawd, if your parents saw us or knew we were like this, they would hate me - you shouldn't take your suit off - ALLEN!"Before she could finish speaking and crying out the boy's name, she watched in complete fascination as he pushed his bathing trunks down and displayed his eruption. Suellen Lynn couldn't speak as the young boy moved into the water by slipping down from the edge of the pool.Watching as Allen moved to the end of the float, and her legs were still spread wide open, she could feel her sex opening and closing as if she was feeling a hard erection moving in and out of her. Looking down at her feet, she could see Allen looking in the hair covered slit between her legs and then she asked, "Can you keep this a secret? Allen, you must never tell - promise?""I will never tell - honest Mrs. Mott. You're the first woman I've ever seen and you're so pretty," the boy told her."Do you like seeing me and now you have viewed me in the nude, and do you like me being naked, Allen?""Oh yeah Mrs. Mott, you make me want to do - - -, you know," the teen boy told her in reply.Knowing it was wrong, Suellen Lynn decided to have sex for the first since her husband had passed away. I hope this allow me to have Allen's virginity, and she asked him. "Have you ever had sex Allen?""No - are we going to - I don't know how many times I've watched you and wanted to do it with you. Mrs. Mott I was afraid to be near you," Allen replied."What say we get out of the pool and go inside? We don't want anyone seeing us like this, would we," Suellen Lynn asked? Rolling from the float and into the water? Suellen Lynn moved to where Allen was standing. There was one point that made her happy and that was looking at the erection sticking out from his young body. Watching the young boy as the ripples of the water passed just over his firm penis made it appear to be moving and have strange shapes.Once they were out of the pool Suellen Lynn told the boy, "We need to rinse and we can do that in the pool bathroom." Taking the boy by his hand and she led him into the pool bathroom to rinse off. Keeping the water on cold Suellen Lynn knew would reduce the excitement Allen was experiencing for the moment. Thinking, "I don't want him to shoot off before he shoves that good size manhood in me.".Knowing her actions were improper, Suellen Lynn was beyond the concerns of the legal complications of sex between she and the young boy standing before her. With his good size cock bobbing up and down as he stood perfectly still. and she wanted to feel the young boy shoving his large erection in and out of her vagina. Suellen Lynn recalled the times she was with Teddy when he was 15. Except that Allen as a teenage boy had a erection that was nearly the size Martin had buried up in her body over 18 years ago. She had never forgotten the image of the dark skin covered penis when she first observed the black erection in the motel room.After they rinsed off, Suellen Lynn tossed Allen a towel and told him to dry off while she did the same. Smiling at the boy, she asked him, "What do you want to do with me - you must tell me everything you wish for us to do we walk to the family room."Suellen Lynn listened as Allen attempted to explain what he wished to do with her as they walked to where she would rid him of his virginity. The ideas of what he desired in having sex with her would have been comical had it not been how the lad expected to show his ability to. "Do a girl and really put it to her," Allen had explained. It was obvious Allen's knowledge on making love was from men's magazines or simply school boy gutter discussions. There was no doubt, Allen's description of the sex he wanted, was an attempt to better the other boys he associated with. Smiling at the young boy who was hard-on showed her a certain pleasure after more than three years of being without sex. Suellen Lynn reached out and gave Allen's cock a quick squeeze. What would he do to any girl after she showed him the pleasures of sex today?Thinking she'd allow Allen to prove his manhood Suellen Lynn sat on the daybed in the family room. Half-reclining on the wide sofa like piece of furniture Suellen Lynn crossed her legs and held an arm across her breasts.Allen was nervous Suellen Lynn could see and when he got on the daybed with her, he tentatively reached and took her hand in his own. Thinking to herself that his ideas of sexual conquest were no longer in his mind Suellen Lynn lay back as if surrendering to the boy's own plans.With a hesitant move of his hand, Allen reached out and took her arm away from her breasts. Then he landed down and kissed the nipple on her left breast and then being to nurse it and repeated the act on her right breast. His young body was half lying across the woman of his young desires and commenced humping his erection against her upper leg.Hearing the boy moan as he sucked at her breasts and his humping motion with his young manhood, Suellen Lynn realized the boy was about to ejaculate. "No, your not going to waste that load of male juice," and she reached and firmly gripped his erection. The gripping action was hard enough to make Allen cry out, "Oh Mrs. Mott, it hurts."Using her hand on the hard young cock Suellen Lynn pulled the boy onto her body and parted her legs. Once Allen was resting between her thighs, she guided his erection in the center of her labia. Now Suellen Lynn wanted sex with a strong degree of passion as she placed the thick head of the 15 year old cock between her labia and told him, "Shove that big thing up my cunt!""Man, it is so hot inside and Mrs. Mott I'm going to squirt off!" Before he could finish his sentence and his hard-on bottomed out in his first female pussy, Allen lost his load of virgin cum deep in the woman's body. Pressing as tightly to the woman as he could get his erection deep inside the woman, he sobbed out, "Oh Mrs. Mott it felt so good!"Suellen Lynn loved knowing she had gotten Allen's virginity and even if he did shot off as he shoved his firmness up her sex. There was a deep satisfaction in knowing she had gotten his first load of cum from fucking, and she was his first. She loved hearing him call her Mrs. Mott as they fucked and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her arms moved around Allen's neck and shoulders and she hugged him deep into her embrace and wanted the teen leaking cock deeper in her body."Move it back and forth, but don't pull out of me. Make me yours once again - let me feel you come in me again. Oh Allen fuck me like you want," Suellen Lynn whispered to the boy. Feeling an erection deep in her sex for the first time in more than three years was exhilarating and as the young cock was moving slightly back and forth in her sex, Suellen Lynn felt the climax roaring through her body."Allen, my god your making me cum, oh hell fuck me my young stud of a man! My god your cock is so magnificent and superb! Damn you're big - fuck me harder Allen - yessss, give me your cream again!" Suellen Lynn was crying out her needs and loving the young cock and did so without shame in being with a boy younger than her son.By the time Allen left for home he found his young cock could not become full erect after his older lover had taken his young juices five times up her welcoming cunt. Plus she made the youthful lad shot his last load of cum in her mouth as she sucked him off.Now he was in his room watching the videos of his lover lying nude by the pool.The next morning at nine o'clock Allen was knocking on Sullen's door for breakfast as she had invited him when he left for home yesterday afternoon after their sexual tryst. Once Allen was inside and the two of them were eating breakfast at the kitchen table, Suellen Lynn asked, "So what did you think of yesterday and all we shared and experienced together?""It was awesome and I feel so great knowing I made you feel good. Are we going to do it today," Allen asked during his discussion of having had sex for the first time.Then he made a comment that sealed his fate and ended the relationship between him and his older lover. "Boy, Mrs., Mott, I can't believe that I was able to video you nude and have sex with you""YOU DID WHAT - YOU VIDEO TAPED ME." Suellen Lynn shouted at the boy so loud she startled him and he jumped up from the table and knocked over the chair he was seated on with his hostess."Allen, where are the videos - you little son-of-a-bitch - come on and we're going to your house and your going to give me the videos!" While speaking to the boy, Suellen Lynn had gotten off her chair and took Allen's hand in his and led him from her home to his. "Show me the videos and do it now, Allen!"Leading the woman to his bedroom he handed her ten video discs and told her, "This is all of them - do you want to watch them?" Uncertain what else the woman wanted; Allen asked her, "Do you want to have sex in my room with me today?""Allen, you and I never had sex and if you so much as breath to anyone that we did or that you made any videos of me I will tell the police. No, I will inform your mother that you raped me - do you understand?"Looking at the startled boy, Suellen Lynn wanted to slap him. Instead she turned and walked from his room and to her home. Inside her house she destroyed the DVD collection immediately and once they were in small pieces from going though the shredder sat down and cried. Knowing the disc were dangerous she called Allen and when he answered the phone, asked him, "Where are the other disc you made of me and don't lie to me or I'm calling your mother right away?""There aren't any more, oh yeah, there is one in the camera, I'll get it and bring it to you, please don't be mad at me," Allen said as if he was crying.In a couple of minutes Suellen Lynn opened her door and took the disc from the boy. Then she asked him in a way that was certain to get him to admit if he had more disc of her, "If you want sex with me again you better bring me the rest of the DVD.""This is all, and I had forgotten it," he replied. Then he tried to enter the house.Suellen Lynn told him, "Leave and never come here unless your with your parents."*Saturday night Suellen Lynn knew a certain fear as she was having dinner with Sir Richard. The basis of her fear was watching Joyce walk toward her."Suellen Lynn - Sir Richard, the event was so terrific this year and I must thank you Suellen Lynn for allowing Allen to use your pool again today. He thinks you're the greatest woman, except after me," Joyce told Suellen Lynn.That evening, as they returned to her home, Suellen Lynn knew she couldn't invite Richard into her home as she didn't want sex with him this soon after the fiasco with Allen.When they were standing at her door Suellen Lynn said softly, "The evening was so wonderful and I can't invite you in Richard and I guess it's a ghost keeping me from doing so." Suellen Lynn thought to herself as she closed the door behind her and spoke aloud to herself, "And the ghost is a shit of a 15 year old boy, damn you Allen."Sunday morning as she was reading the paper and having a cup of tea at the kitchen table the phone rang and it was Mary Halston. "Hi Mary, what causes you to call so early this morning," and Suellen Lynn was looking at the wall clock and saw it was only half past seven?"You haven't heard, it is on the news, Sir Richard was killed last evening around ten. That means he must have just taken you home, as I recall you two left the club around 9:45 last evening.""Hold on Mary while I turn on the television - - - which channel?""My gawd, Mary it can't be I should have invited him in, but I was afraid of what might happen. Mary, come over and keep me company."Mary came over to be with Suellen Lynn and it was obvious she hadn't taken time to dress as she was in her house coat and when she sat down Suellen Lynn saw she was in a frilly nightgown. The two of them discussed last night at the club and how wonderful it was to have served with Richard on the event as co-chair.Looking at her best friend, Suellen Lynn told her, "Mary, I nearly allowed Richard make love to me last night after our date. I was scarred to allow the intimate act between us. Mary, if I had let Richard in my bed, he would be alive today - I feel like it is partly my fault he is dead"Mary reached out and took her friend's hand in her own and told her, "No - that wasn't the problem, it was his time darling and you mustn't blame yourself."Suellen Lynn commenced to cry, and told her friend, "We were going to use the tickets he purchased at the gala and travel together to Hawaii over Christmas."After an hour of talking about all that seemed wrong in the death of the man, the phone rang and it was Joyce. "Oh Suellen Lynn, I just heard about Sir Richard and I can't believe it happened. You two seemed so happy together and we saw you two as he told you good night, would you like me to come over?""Yes, and Mary is here so between the two of you, perhaps I can let my mind be at rest." Millie Prater called and was telling her what she knew as her older brother was the chief of police. The accident occurred as a pickup truck that was raised or jacked up and driven by a 22 year old man, had struck Sir Richard's car. The driver of the pickup was highly intoxicated and he had two other young men and a teenage girl of 17 with him. One of the other men was also killed and the teenage girl is likely to have both her legs removed.Millie informed Suellen Lynn that the man driving the pickup had ran a stop light and hit the driver's side of Sir Richard's car. The bumper on the pickup was so high it went through the passenger window of the automobile and hit Sir Richard's head and evidently killing him instantly.Telling her two friends what Millie had told her soon had Mary and Joyce crying along with Suellen Lynn once more. Around 11 o'clock the three women decided to get dressed and eat Sunday brunch at the College Club. While Mary and Joyce went home to get ready, Suellen Lynn went to her bedroom and after undressing, showered and fixed her hair and makeup.Thinking she was alone as she walked nude to turn the television off, Suellen Lynn saw Allen standing in her living room and evidently had just came through front door. "Allen, what are you doing here," Suellen Lynn asked as she tried to cover her exposed body?"Mom asked me to run over and see what you're were going to wear as she was in the shower and couldn't call you - I'm sorry about your friend. Mrs. Mott I'm so sorry I made the videos of you, forgive me, I really am sorry," Allen explained in what seemed in breath as he spoke.Without thinking, Suellen Lynn walked over and hugged the young boy in her arms and held him tightly to her. "Thank you Allen, you're a wonderful young man. I hope we can be friends." While holding the boy in her arms, she felt his young hands on her back and she and he both knew they would again be lovers.Allen looked in Suellen Lynn's eyes and asked, "Can I swim in your pool again, by myself?""Yes, anytime you wish and you should come visit me soon, you do understand, don't you, Allen." Suellen Lynn asked as she moved her leg between his and felt his erection pressing against her thigh. "Do you mean we can do,,,?""Hush Allen, there are times when words aren't necessary - you're an intelligent young man and understand what I mean - stop over Monday morning and lets try breakfast again - deal honey?"Reaching with her hand, Suellen Lynn captured the erection she knew her body had caused and softly said, "Allen, no jacking-off as I want all your cream inside me so if you jerk your meat I won't let you up inside my body. Kiss my breasts for a moment - oh gawd that is nice, oh Allen.""I'll save it for you, honest, I will Mrs. Mott," Allen said as if he was having trouble breathing.Kneeling down, Suellen Lynn unzipped Allen's pants and pulled his large erection out and in less than a minute she was drinking his cream.*Over brunch the four woman were enjoying their own world and they had each worn a white blouse and tan skirts and they were watched by the men having their meals with their wives or lovers. There were single men enjoying the Sunday meal, but they knew the woman were engrossed in deep conversation and didn't wish to be interrupted.Joyce nearly caused her dinning companions to fall off their chairs when she stated innocently, "I swear my son is just like Sir Richard and if he wasn't my son I'd nail him to my bed. Kent is so gentle and considerate that when I told him about the accident and Sir Richard had been out with you Suellen Lynn, he wanted to know if he should purchase you some flowers."The comment striking Suellen Lynn, Millie and Mary shockingly was her descriptive phrase "My son has a cock bigger than Sir Richard, and much larger than his father oh shit me and my big mouth."Joyce understood immediately she'd stated things in a way she didn't mean to and her friends looked at her and each other and Mary replied, "You were with Sir Richard and you've seen your son nude and erect - how quaint and exciting - all woman should be so damn lucky!""No way, Joyce you had sex - with Richard and have seen Allen - be honest was he nude and erect? Is that how you know how large his thing is," Suellen Lynn asked in a hushed voice? "Gawd Joyce, tell me if it is true, and I'm certain none of us will ever reveal it, but we all want and need to know!""Yes, tell us the truth everything," Mary added so softly her voice could just be heard by her two friends."I've said too much already - oh my gawd, please, I beg of you, never tell anyone what I've revealed to you," Joyce pleaded with her friends and she had tears in the corner of her eyes."Your secret is safe with me, and I know Mary would never tell," Suellen Lynn whispered. Then she added, "You'll never tell will you Millie?"Then Suellen Lynn decided to be honest and related all that occurred between her and Richard. Including how she allowed him to undress her and suck her breasts the night of the gala in the golf club office. Finally Suellen Lynn admitted to something she hadn't allowed herself to believe or even think about. "While we were in the office and he unfastened my dress and nursed at my breasts I was so in need for some relief I kneeled down and took Richard's erection in my mouth and sucked him off."Looking at her two friends, Suellen Lynn asked, "Am I a slut for my actions or what?""No, you're a woman who needs love and I also need a man as my dear husband hasn't touched me for nearly two years. Don't hate me, but I must tell someone what I've done Joyce whispered. I allowed my son to have me yesterday morning. Allen told me he'd had sex before but wouldn't say with who. I was so in need, it just seemed to happen, what more can I say," Joyce asked her two friends?Mary looked at her friends and glancing around to ensure others couldn't hear her, said, "Ralph hasn't touched me for five years, every since I admitted to him I had an affair with Richard.""Hell, so has nearly every woman at the country club if she isn't fat and eighty. I'm not so certain about the eighty year old gals," Suellen Lynn laughing stated."Yes, about two years ago, I started having sex with my brother, and he drives me crazy - perhaps I should invite you two over the next time Ralph leaves town and Dave comes over," Mary finished telling about her own sex life."Well Suellen Lynn besides Sir Richard who has felt your body heaving under him and no matter whom, you can tell us," Joyce said with a smile on her face."Okay, if you really want to know I got your son's virginity and your correct that Allen's cock is large," so I hope you don't hate me. Then as her two friends sat in awe as she told the whole story about she and Allen. Suellen Lynn had admitted her involvement with her friend and neighbor's son."Suellen Lynn I found some tapes of you, but I didn't know about you and my son. My gawd, you destroyed the tapes and I wish you hadn't as they were actually well done. I tried to find one to watch and thought Allen had hidden them, so that is why I couldn't find them.""Your not mad for my being with your son," Suellen Lynn asked her friend?"No - especially after I admitted to having been with him," Joyce said.*"Suellen Lynn, you looked so good on the video it made me want to be with you. Perhaps you, Mary, Millie and I can explore our identities."Millie smiled and said in a quivering voice, "I have never been with a woman, lately I have commenced to wonder what it would be like."Mary smiled and said, "I have the same feelings and have also started to think of trying it with a woman, but has any of us every been with a woman>"When it was determined that none of the four had experienced bi-sex or been with a gay woman, they decided to accept Suellen Lynn's invitation to meet at her home and they could swim nude and let things progress as they might."Can I go last - I want to feel a woman's lips on my sex, but it is scary to thing of licking a woman's sex," Mary said in a voice so low she could just be heard. Then she told her three friends, "I have never performed oral sex on Jed - and I refused to let him do me. Perhaps I should have as he did my sister - damn him!"Thinking to herself, I must be certain that I have the pool party when Allen will be home and he can video the action from his attic lair. What will he think while observing his mother taking me with her mouth and other women eating her out in a bi-sexual act?END*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 47 |
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coffee.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/38/coffee.txt | "Coffee Rob?" shouted Marie over the fence "Im just making one""That would be nice," Rob replied.Marie had been watching her neighbours fifteen year old son working in the garden in just his shorts. She new he was seeing her fourteen year old daughter Carrie and that they had been experimenting as teenagers do. She couldnt help it but there was something about Rob that excited her. He was always nice and polite but had this mischievous look in his eye whenever they talked.Her husband was an alcoholic and she had been his nurse now for many years. With four three teenage children she found it all very hard at times.Rob came in through the back way."Is Carrie about?""No. Shes out all day. I am collecting her and the others at 6.""Wheres Selby?""Hes upstairs sleeping another one off. This ones a bad one so I dont think I will see him for a day or two.""Oh" said Rob. He sat down opposite Marie on one of the tall stools in the kitchen. Marie could see up his shorts. He had no pants on and his penis was dangling down his leg."You know I can see what you had for breakfast?" said Marie."Oh sorry" he replied, but still left his legs where they were. "You shouldnt be looking it will give you ideas".There it was again. That glint in his eyes. Marie slowly looked down again making sure that Rob knew what she was looking at.She noticed that it had thickened. "Boys of that age have no control". She thought. "Thank goodness"They started just idle chit chat about school and things and then Rob surprised her."I bet you miss sex with Selby in the state he is in all the time.""You shouldnt say things like that at your age. You shouldnt know anything about it.""Oh come on! You watch me all the time when Im round here. Ive seen you eyeing me up. I bet if I came over to you now and put my hands on your breasts you wouldnt stop me."Rob walked over to Marie. He stood in front of her, hands on hips. She knew that she was getting aroused and felt her nipples tighten against the fabric of her skin tight T-shirt.He raised his hands and put them on her waist. She grabbed his wrists as if to stop him, staring at the bulge in his shorts. Despite her thoughts she felt herself lifting his arms and moving his hands to her breasts. He slowly stroked and played with her nipples through the soft fabric. She started to moan. He pulled away his hands and walked back over to his stool."You have nice tits," he said. There it was again. That glint.She walked over to him and lifted her T shirt over her head. "Is this any better?" she said. "You can get better access now."She was angry with him for touching her but more angry with herself for letting him. Rob sat and looked. She expected him to try and touch again but he just smiled. "That skirt is nice. It shows off your arse.""You foul mouthed little prick," she shouted. "How dare you!""Oh come on Marie! You know you like showing me your arse. You wiggle it in front of me whenever Carrie is out of the room. I bet your creaming your pants now."She was."I think you had better leave young man!" she shouted."No, not yet. You really dont want me to. Its not often you will have this opportunity and I intend to ensure that you make the most of it." He laughed."Go. Now!" she said, but her tone was less forceful."Marie. You are stood in front of me, topless. You keep staring at my prick. If I left now you would never forgive yourself." He stood up, walked back over to her and kissed her on the lips. She tried to pull away. He held her tight. He kissed her harder and she felt herself respond. His hand slipped down to her bum. He pulled her towards him. She started to grind her hips at his hardness. He lifted her skirt and slipped his hands down the back of her pants. She felt him kneeding her buttocks. She tried to force herself to stop him but only managed to move her legs apart.One of his hands had moved around her arse and was feeling her hole from behind. She felt a finger inside her. She was wet and getting wetter. He stopped. He walked back to the stool. She stood there amazed, not knowing what to do next. He stood facing her by the stool. He slowly dropped his shorts releasing his penis. Fully erect now he was a big boy for his age. He motioned with his head. She knelt on the floor in front of him."Me and Carrie have done everything apart from full sex, Marie. She has rubbed me, licked me, sucked me and swallowed my juice. I have fingered her, licked her, sucked her, fucked her tits and fake fucked her. She is still a virgin. Now I want to go one better with you. First I want you to rub me."Marie took his cock in her hand. She peeled back his foreskin and started to slowly stroke him. She thought to herself that he was only a lad and he would not last long. Her strokes became faster and her pressure harder. She would teach the arrogant little shit. She pulled him, she pushed him, she stroked him, she twisted him. After about ten minutes he said."Now I want you to suck me."He moved closer to her face. She took him to her lips. She licked his bell, she licked up and down his shaft, she licked his balls. She took him into her mouth, deeper and deeper. Her head bobbed backwards and forwards, her tongue sliding up and down his shaft. She applied more and more pressure until he could take no more. He tensed and then, grabbing her head he forced his cock deep into her mouth and down her throat. He came. She was amazed at the amount of liquid he expelled. She could not swallow it all and some dribbled out of her mouth and down her chin.She finished him off and then cleaned him up with her mouth. She expected him to go limp but was amazed to realise that he was still as hard as rock.He pulled her to her feet and turned her around so that she was facing away from him. She felt pressure in the small of her back and then her skirt dropped to the floor. She heard him kneel behind her and felt him pull down her pants. She felt his kisses exploring her buttocks and then his tongue licking her arsehole. He turned her around and without a pause buried his face in her pussy. He licked her, he sucked her, two fingers went inside her. She felt the heat and friction and exploded in release. This had been her first orgasm in two years. Her body shuddered, her hips ground into his face, flattening his nose against her pubic bone. The convulsions inside her did not seem to end. She felt a finger inside her arse and she exploded again. She had no control over her functions. Her legs were weak and her head light. He pulled her to the floor. She lay on her back. He lifted her legs and crawled between them. She grabbed his hardness and guided it to her entrance. He moved inside her. He thrust, she bucked, he thrust again, she bucked again. He took her with the intensity and urgency that only a young man can. She responded in kind. She bucked and bucked as he thrust inside her. She came again. He carried on his assault on her womanhood until at last he could delay no longer. Together they came. She squealed with pleasure and he grunted in time with his release. Afterwards they lay together on the floor holding each other tightly.Selby had been wakened by something. He had staggered out of his room and had heard the unmistakable sounds of lovemaking from downstairs. He had wandered down the stairs only to be confronted by his wife naked on the floor with his neighbour's son. He should have been angry but all he wanted was to have a drink. "What the hell are you up to?" He tried to shout, but it came out as a whimper. "Ive been shagging your wife!" replied Rob.Selby swung a punch at him but being extremely drunk missed and ended on his knees on the floor. Rob grabbed his hair and thrust his cock at his face."Smell that you wanker! It's your missus. It's what you havent been giving her because youre always drunk. Now lick it off. Selby could do nothing. He complied. He licked Maries and Robs juices from Robs cock. Rob pulled Marie to him and kissed her. Selby kept on licking Robs cock. Selby stank of vomit and alcohol. Marie was furious. She had put up with a lot from Selby but to see him on his knees licking Rob's cock was too much. She pushed him onto his back with her foot. She then forced Rob onto the floor and mounted him. She rode his staff all the time looking at Selby. Selby lay there watching. He couldnt get his head around what was happening. His wife was riding Rob. She spat on him. He didnt move. She rode Rob more frantically and spat on Selby again. She came in a rush and when she had finished she stood up. She put three fingers inside her and scooped out the Juice. She then forced her fingers into Selbys mouth. He sucked the juices from her hand. She slapped him hard and spat on him again. She then dressed and turned to Rob. "Get dressed Rob. I want to be alone with Selby now."Rob knew that it was no time to argue. He dressed quickly and kissed Marie goodbye. "I will make you another coffee tomorrow," she said. "Selby wont mind."END |
mistaken.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/mistaken.txt | There had been some reports of prostitutes setting up shop at our local ski resorts. Now personally I really have no problem with a woman selling her services, but the law is the law, and it's my job to enforce it. It was a cold Friday night in late February when Deputy Jefferson and myself set up a little sting. It was pretty simple. He was in plain clothes and would approach some women, sitting at the bar, eventually offering them money for sex. When an offer was accepted, he would give me the signal, and I would move in and make the arrest. It worked out well as we collared four women, two brunettes and two blondes in our first night. We loaded them into the Police Van and headed back to the station. Back at the station, we herded them into the front office. We handcuffed them to a bench and Deputy Jefferson drew the short straw and did the paperwork, while I would get the privilege of processing them, before putting them in the holding cell. Honestly, we were probably just going to hold them for a few hours and then let them go, with a simple warning, as we really didn't really want to waste the courts time and money with them. My father, I mean, the Sheriff, came out and said he was a little bored, so his eyes lit up when he spotted the women. He quickly un-cuffed the two brunettes and led them into his office. I could only wonder if they knew what they were in for.I smiled noticing that he left me the two blondes. What a guy! Although I strip-searched the first blonde. She wasn't anything special. In fact I think she liked it more than I did. She even told me she could and would suck the socks off of me, as I put her in the holding cell, but I had more work to do.I led the second blonde into the processing room. She was professing her innocents, but I wasn't really listening, instead I just couldn't get over how much she looked like Danni Ash. If you don't know who Danni is, think blonde, huge breasts. "Please sir, this is a case of mistaken identity. Really I was just having a cocktail," she cried. I have to say, I really liked the way she said, (cocktail.) "Please Miss, tell it to the judge," I just love saying that. After she pleaded her case some more, she probably got tired of staring at my blank expression, so she finally moved on. "What is this room for? I thought you had bars on your cells?" She mumbled. "Well this is the room that we search suspects in before we put them into the holding cell, which your right has bars and everything," I said a little wisely. "Hey don't treat me like I'm a dummy cause I have blonde hair," she hissed. "My bad," I said with a little laugh, thinking she should have said big boobs."Plus you already searched me before you put me in the van," she said, quickly flashing me a dirty look. "That was just a quick pat down," I managed before being cut off. "It wasn't that quick," she barked. "This one is more thorough, we have to search for contraband," I managed, and I knew she was right. "Really, sounds like you just wanna put your hands on me again," she hissed. Should couldn't have been more correct. I enjoyed her womanly curves the first time, but I yearned for more. I stepped back to examine her outfit. She was dressed in a nice button down, fuzzy pink, sweater with a couple of the buttons undone, which gave the viewer a nice dose of cleavage. She also had nice lower curves that she showed off with a sexy black skirt. Her long legs covered with some white lacy stockings. Her sexy outfit was rounded off with a pair of black, ankle high, spiked boots. "Enjoying yourself," she hissed probably growing tired of me mentally stripping off her clothes. I also grew tired, or just a little impatient, either way I decided it was time to start the real one. "You can start by unbuttoning that sweater," I said as calmly as I could. "What?" She cried, as she threw her hands up in front of her chest. "Oh right, you just wanna see my boobs." "Not really. I just want to make sure you're not hiding anything in there," I said, as my nose grew, or maybe it wasn't my nose. "Couldn't you tell when you frisked me earlier?" She moaned. "You certainly spent enough time there." "There was a great deal to search," I shot back with. "Funny, like I haven't heard jokes about the size of my boobs before," she said and then she surprised me by slowly unbuttoning her blouse, as I thought she was going to put up more of a fight, and she didn't even ask for a female deputy. "Ok, hold the sweater open when you're done," I managed. She slowly complied. "Oh this is a nice pose," she said wisely. "Hey I was thinking the same thing," I said, as I admired her huge breasts, incased in a baby blue bra that seemed like it was ready to burst. "Ok now I'll take the sweater," I said. She took it off and handed it to me. "You know all men are pigs," she moaned as I hung her sweater on the clothes hook, which hung from the cement wall. "Really I'm glad you pointed that out to me. I thought it was only us cops," I said rather wisely, while she just stuck her tongue out at me quickly. "The skirt next," was my next order. From the surprised look on her face, I figured she thought her bra would be next, but I had to say they had a real erotic look, stuffed in their sexy holding place, as she slid her skirt down. She revealed her matching, baby blue panties, and garter-belt which was holding up her white stockings, to my eyes. After a quick look, I quickly hung the skirt up. "See I'm clean," she said probably hoping the search was over. "Please take off the stockings and garter belt," I said, as there was no chance of that. "Oh yah like I'm hiding an ak-57 in my socks," she mumbled as she leaned forward and rolled her left sock down. "47," I said with a smirk. "What?" she said looking up at me with her glowing green eyes. "AK-47," I said with a sly smile on my face, enjoying the frisky banter. "Whatever, you know I'm not hiding anything," she said as she started rolling down her right sock. I was just amazed that her bra was able to withstand the pressure being applied to it, as her breasts jiggled lewdly, fighting for their freedom. "I know nothing, nothing!" I said in my best Sergeant Shultz impression. I don't know if it was my bad impression or the fact that she was handing over her garter belt and stockings, but she flashed me the dirtiest of looks. I simply hung up her stuff, while she stood defiantly with her hands on her hips. She was now in the (what the fuck you want next) pose. I stood in front of her, taking one last look at her, in her delicates."Lose the bra," I barked. Women always love that line, although I did leave out the (bitch) tag, at the end of the sentence. I thought that might be a little too much. "Why you little pervert," she snorted, as she somehow reached around her back and unhooked her bra's latch. If I live to a hundred I will never figure out how they do that. She slid the straps off her shoulders, but kept the material pressed against her chest. "Well," I hissed. "I just wanted to hear you beg a little," she purred. "Are they worth begging for?" I purred back. "You tell me," she said as she handed me her bra, which I hung up before taking a peek. When I did, I must admit they were pretty spectacular. Her breasts were full and they hung low, but not obscenely so. She had fair skin, with just the hint of light blue veins visible. Her large pink nipples and areola topped off a completely erotic set of breasts that any woman, with a strong back, would be proud of. "You can put your eyes back in your head," she hissed as she was standing with her hands on her hips again, as if almost daring me. "The panties please," I managed, taking the bait. "Oh but of course," she said wisely, as she rolled her panties down, her breasts swaying with every movement. "Enjoy the show," she hissed as she handed them to me as well. "Just doing my job Ma'am," I said in my best cop voice and that's my second favorite thing to say."Right, nice excuse. What's next? You got it all," she hissed, as she used her hands to cover her privates. "Well, we have to take a few pictures for our records," I said taking the Polaroid out of the table's draw. "What?" She cried. "Why do you have to do that?" "We do that for all our prostitutes," I said with a smile. "But I'm," "I know, your innocent," I interrupted her. "Well yah, but what I was going to say was, but I'm naked," she sputtered. "Yes you are," I said proudly. "We document the face with the body because it's easy to change your face, but a little harder to change the body." "You can't be serious; you want me to pose naked for you, like a Playboy Bunny," She hissed. "Look I'm not a Playboy Photographer. I only have this little Polaroid camera, just a few standard shots that stay in your file," I hissed, enjoying seeing her finally squirm, before I clicked off the first picture. "Hey I wasn't ready!" She cried out. "Ok we will start with a headshot," I said, the camera to my eyes. "Are you ready now?" I snapped off the picture. She even managed a light smile as she did when I took one of her profile. When she turned back around, I snapped a close up picture of her great tits. "Hey stop that!" she cried. "That can't be right." "I need a picture of your face and your bosom," I said as I held up the camera. "Good, but can you hold up your breasts with your hands." "What?" She snapped. "I'm having trouble fitting them both in the shot," I said with a smile. "Ah good one," she hissed, but surprisingly complied with the order, as she did when I snapped one of her squeezing her breasts together. I had her turn around and snapped a couple of shots of her full ass, which didn't make her real happy. I must say however I was really enjoying myself now. I had never implemented the camera procedure thingie before. It was a new toy from my dad. Me being me, I just had to see how far I could push it. "Ma'am could you hop on the table? Just a few more shots," I barked. She looked at me with a sly grin on her face, as she climbed on the table. "Are you really going to put me behind bars now?" "On all fours," I barked, ignoring her question. "But of course, master," she purred. I almost forgot about the camera as I walked around the table that was in the center of the room, so I could take in the erotic image she presented, from every side. Her pose was absolutely breathtaking, as I snapped pictures from the front and the two sides. Her breasts looked even more amazing hanging from her chest in this position. I was now standing in back of her, staring at her ass, again yearning for more."Could you spread your knees apart for me?" I mumbled. She looked over her shoulder and smacked her lips. I figured I had just hit her limit. "Only if I can see the pictures when we're done?" she oozed. "I guess," I managed, a little taken back by the request, but at that moment not really in the right frame of mind to analyze it, as I watched her legs spread.I snapped off several shots before reloading the camera and also reloading the oxygen in my lungs. Her back view provided me with a glorious site. She had a full round ass, but it was solid, no cottage cheese here. Her pussy was shaved clean; her lips long and fanned out, like two rose petals. I noticed that she obviously showed signs of sexual excitement. I also noticed her anus was pink and tight. This woman was just built for pleasure.I fumbled with the film, before returning to her backside. I figured I had already broke the decency line, so I figured why not smash it all together. "Ma'am could you lean forward and rest your shoulders on the table and then reach back and spread your ass checks," I moaned. "Oh my you are a dirty boy," she purred, but I watched as she somewhat surprisingly complied. "Just need proof that you were indeed free of contraband, ma'am," I said, my voice trailing off, trying to at least remain professional."Ah huh. I think you can call me Ginger now," she said a giggle."Ginger it is," I said as I snapped a couple more pictures. I only wished I had a better camera. I would have taken a million more. "Yah, and I know you'll want this one too," she oozed as she let go of her ass cheeks. I watched in amazement as she quickly reached down under her body and spread her pussy lips with her fingers. Her pinky flesh exposed for my camera, as I snapped of a picture, then another and another, as she continued to open her pussy. I suggested she roll over. She quickly flipped over and spread her legs wide, After a quick picture, her fingers went back to work, this time sinking deep inside of her pussy, soft moans escaping her lips. I took a few shots of her fingering herself, when she suddenly surprised me by quickly sitting up and announcing that the show was over. It was like she all of sudden snapped back to her senses or something. I almost even dropped the camera. "Can I get dressed now?" She asked. "All of a sudden I feel real self-conscious."I don't think I even answered. I just gathered up all the pictures I took and tried to put them in order, while she quickly dressed. "Let me see," she purred, as she sat next to me on the table when she was fully dressed again. I started with the very first picture I took of her pretty face, and went on from there. She gasped a few times, especially the close-ups of her spread pussy. "OH MY GOD! What was I thinking? Please you have to let me have those pictures. I would just die knowing they were out there, I would," she cried, as her attitude quickly turned again. "All of them?" I groaned. "Well at least the nasty ones. I mean you know I'm not a prostitute, plus I let you have your fun taking them," she said. "I don't know," I said flipping through them, playing coy. "Please," she purred as she started stroking my hair, my groin stirring again. "Are we negotiating?" I said, as I stroked her ass cheek. "Look I told you I'm not a whore!" She said emphatically, removing my hand. "I know, but you are a sexy women." I said looking into her eyes. " Tell me your not a little turned on right now." "I was just playing," she snapped. "I figured if I played along you'd let me go." "Right that's how it works, so why don't we go back to my place and play some more. It's just down the street," I said, as it was my turn to stroke her hair. "Oh man, look you're a good looking guy and all. It's just; I think you would be disappointed. I'm not real adventurous in bed," she mumbled. "Plus it just seems wrong to have to fuck for your freedom." "Yah I guess your right, I guess I was just a little overcome with your beauty," I said, trying to turn the screw. "I've just never been so turned on, ever!" I even placed her hand on my hardon, now tenting the front of my uniform pants."Oh that's sweet, I guess" she moaned seemingly nervous. "I can see I had an effect on you, maybe there is another way." "I'm listening," I mumbled, enjoying her soft squeezes. I also enjoy hearing the interesting scenarios women come up with, to try to get themselves off the hook. "Well I'm in town for the weekend," she started after some thought. "I guess if I was sitting at that Charley Horse bar in town, and a good looking guy like yourself were to buy me a drink, and maybe spin me around the dance floor, he could probably get me back to his place." She was still running her fingers through my hair, still massaging my cock, so the plan made sense. "But how do I know that you will even show up?" I managed. "Well I need a drink badly and you still have the pictures that I want," she purred as she nibbled on my ear."And what about this?" I said tapping her hand on my cock."Well I think that other blonde is a professional," she said with a wink. "So get a quick blow job cause I don't you know do that." I didn't know if I was being played a fool, but at that point I needed a drink too and she was probably right about the blonde, so I agreed before I snuck into the office and grabbed her paper work. "Here take this. It's like you were never even here. See you in twenty minutes or so, at the Crazy Horse." I said as I opened the back door for her. The Crazy Horse by the way, is the only bar around and it just happens to be about 100 yards from our police station. I quickly visited the blonde still in the holding cell in the basement. She was all too happy to suck me off, in exchange for a ride home. It wasn't long before she had a mouth full of cum, as she was as good as she professed. She almost seemed surprised and disappointed that I didn't want to come in and fuck her too, when we got to her place, but I had Ginger on the brain, so I took a rain check. I quickly raced home and took a quick shower, and changed into street clothes. I also cleaned up the place a bit before I raced off to the bar. I entered the bar with excitement and hope and was thrilled when I quickly saw her sitting at the bar, talking with a couple of guys. They seemingly knew who I was, so when I tapped them on the shoulders and told them to beat it, they just stumbled away muttering. We had a few drinks and a few dances before the bar closed, then we headed back to my place. Ginger was right about not being that adventurous in bed, but she more than made up for it with sheer tenacity. She also just oozed sexuality in every thing she did. Honestly, she pretty much fucked the shit out of me. She finished me off by using her breasts to bring me to climax, before the day's events caught up with me and I drifted off to sleep.In the morning, when I finally woke up, she was gone. I noticed that she left a hand written note on her pillow, with a picture. The picture was a close up shot of her ass, and the note read. "I took the rest of the pictures. I hope you don't think I'm an ass, but I had to go. Thanks for last night, you were great and I left your pay on the nightstand." I looked over on the nightstand and I noticed a new hundred-dollar bill. Then I flipped the note over, and it simply read, "NOW who's the prostitute." The end! Thanks for reading my little story. Please don't be shy and send in your comments. Send them to Stonedog99_1999@yahoo.comAs always stay tuned for more adventures from Deputy Duffy... |
findingtherightperson.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/72/findingtherightperson.txt | Part 1 "Noticing Tyler"-----------------------As I increased the pressure on my mound and my strokes became faster I quickly began my orgasm, "Unh Unh Unh AHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh!"Oh God that was nice! I really needed that! I closed the blinds, laid down on the bed, massaged myself through my little aftershocks and took a quick shower before Tyler would come to the door to be paid. Pleasuring myself while watching Tyler working outside had become a regular Saturday ritual for me. Seeing the muscles in his arms, chest and legs flexing and the way his young, firm ass filled the back of his shorts always had my imagination going absolutely crazy and my unfulfilled body ready to orgasm within minutes.At twenty six years old and being married for only two years, four months was far too long for me to go without becoming sexually frustrated. With my husband being a sales rep for a large pharmaceutical company he was on the road most of the time and when he was home he was either too tired for me or he wanted to spend his free time playing golf with his buddies or a potential client. Tyler lived a few miles out of town so I only saw him on Saturdays. From the first Saturday of this summer I had noticed how much Tyler had matured since he first started mowing our lawn just a few short years ago and he had grown into quite a handsome, clean cut young man. If I hadn't watched him take off his shirt and dive into our pool to cool off, I might have been fine but his young, muscle-toned body had had quite an effect on me and I've used his image for my pleasure ever since.After noticing the way that Tyler would coyly steal glances of my body when he came to the door I began dressing a little more "suggestively" each time and started inviting him inside to dry off and have a cold drink while I tried to locate my "always elusive" purse. Today, I decided that I would allow his imagination to have an extra portion of "Mrs. Hart" to think about on his way home.Before putting on an extremely short, white terrycloth robe I stepped in front of the mirror to see what made every man (with the exception of my husband) take notice of me.I was very happy with my Mexican heritage having given me my jet black hair, large dark eyes and such thick, pouty lips. Four days a week at the gym had provided my five feet four inch 107 pound frame with just the perfect amount of muscle definition to keep my breasts high and firm, my calf muscles defined and my little butt with just the right amount of "bubble".I tied and retied the sash on my robe while walking in front of the mirror to be sure that it would open just enough to show a nice portion of my well-toned legs and would still separate at the top, finally allowing Tyler a more than generous view of my excited breasts.I have no idea of exactly what I had in mind. Maybe having to once again, stroke myself to satisfaction, I just needed for someone else to "stroke my ego" just a little bit and maybe that someone could be young, unsuspecting Tyler.I had seen Tyler's girlfriend (Desirae) a few times when she would drop him off or pick him up and she was really cute, but right now I was wondering if she "took good care of him" or if he had to "take care of himself" as I had just done to myself.I'm extremely nervous but this is something that I'm gonna' do regardless. Besides, I'm frustrated and it's just a little "harmless flirting". What's the most that could possibly happen? We both have vivid, new images to pleasure ourselves by?Part 2 "Interviewing Tyler"---------------------------Tyler's eyes popped as I opened the door smiling and handing him a towel."Hi Tyler, the lawn looks great! "Come on in where it's cool...I'll get you a glass of ice tea."His eyes quickly traveled up and down my body momentarily focusing on my breasts before nervously looking toward the floor and saying, "Oh...sorry Mrs. Hart, was this a bad time?..."I was finished with...uh...you know...the lawn and stuff and...."I chuckled and said, "Oh no Tyler, come on in...I just finished showering, your timing couldn't have been better."After drying his face and arms I reached for the towel and said, "Here, let me get your back." I took the towel and taking my time, I softly dabbed the beads of water from his tanned, broad back.I laid the towel on the counter, walked over opening the fridge and bending over just a little further than necessary to reach for the tea. I allowed a few extra seconds before setting it on the counter and reaching up to the top shelf of the cabinet to retrieve a glass, knowing that the robe was rising up enough to reveal just the very bottom of my firm, round cheeks.Turning to hand the glass to Tyler, I saw his eyes wide and staring at my breasts. His nostrils were flared, his chest was rising and falling rapidly and he was flattering me with a massive hard-on (unequalled to any that my tiny body had ever experienced) pushing against the fabric of his shorts. He took a drink of the tea and a few beads of moisture dripped from the glass and down onto his broad chest. I chuckled, quickly grabbed the towel from the counter and began wiping the droplets from his chest, working my hand downward and just inside the top of his shorts. His body jerked and immediately became covered with goosebumps.Chuckling I said, "Are you okay?"He replied, "Oh...yeah... uh, the water was just a little chilly."I walked over to the sink placing my hands widely apart on the edge of the counter and looking out the window I said, "Say Tyler, would you like some extra work? "I'd like to move some of the bushes in the front flowerbed to the back yard and my husband won't be home to help me for a couple of weeks. "Come take a look and see what you think."He sat his glass on the counter, walked over standing behind me and said, "Sure Mrs. Hart...which ones?" Pointing my finger I said, "Way over there... the ones on the far right."He leaned in farther to see where I was pointing and I felt his rigid cock press against the small of my back sending chills through my body and making me realize that I wanted more than to just flirt...much more. I wanted his young, eager cock inside of me and I was going to try to do just that! I brazenly reached back taking his large hands in mine pulling them around me and inside my robe, placing them on each of my bare breasts. I could feel his hot breath on my cheek as he began to gently massage my breasts and he said, "Mrs. Hart I..."I pushed my hips backward pressing him tighter against my body and his hands squeezed slightly firmer on my breasts. Deciding that it was time to just "go for it" I reached down behind me and began gently squeezing and releasing his cock feeling his body spasm with each motion. I unbuttoned the top of his shorts, pulled the zipper down letting them fall to the floor and wrapped my hand around his blood engorged, throbbing young cock.He muttered, "Mrs. Hart..." and I stopped him, "Sssshhhh, don't say anything."I raised myself up on my tiptoes, pulled his cock downward and slightly spreading my legs, I wriggled its broad topside between the lips of my womanhood and kneaded its head firmly across the tip of my excited, blood filled love button. Looking down, I pushed my hips backward until I could see three or four inches of his wide-bodied young cock, slick from my juices, and his huge, mushroomed cockhead protruding boldly from between my legs and throbbing with anticipation. I drew my legs back together and began sliding myself slowly back and forth its slickened length. We moaned in unison, "Ahhhhhh!"Continuing my seduction I whispered, "Has Desirae been taking good care of you Tyler?" He moaned lowly and grunted, "Yeah... well kinda' Oh god Mrs. Hart... this feels sooooo good." Still sliding myself slowly back and forth on his cock I asked, "Does she ever do this?" "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh... No... never.""That's a shame Tyler...you seem to really like this. Does she let you fuck her?""Yeah, well... Oh god that's nice Mrs. Hart... She never lets me... Ah... you know.""You mean she never lets you fuck her without a condom?""Ahhhhh...Ahhhh... Oh god... No... Never!""That's a shame too Tyler... It's soooo much better without a condom..."Have you EVER had sex without a condom?""No never, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Oh God Mrs. Hart... Ahhhh Ahhhhhh!""Ever fuck a woman from behind Tyler?""Ahhh Ahhh Ahhhh... No."I decided that it was time,Part 3 "Planting New Seed" --------------------------"I want you to fuck me Tyler. I want you to fuck me from behind without a condom.""You do? Oh my god Mrs. Hart... I can't believe it... I've always dreamed of fucking you!""Yes I do, I want you to fuck me without a condom Tyler. "I'm on the pill... "You can fuck me bareback and you won't have to pull out. "You can cum inside of me Tyler...as much as you want..."When you come back to spend the night Tyler, you can fuck me any way you want and you're gonna' cum inside of me until your beautiful, young balls can't produce any more cum.""You want me to come back and spend the night?"Oh yeah Tyler, you're GONNA' come back and spend the night!"He began pushing his hips rhythmically with mine and whispered, "Oh my God Mrs. Hart... but Desirae will be here any minute to pick me up."Feeling his eager, young cock pulsating and having talked myself to the verge of orgasm I whispered, "Well then I guess we'd better hurry Tyler... This time."I raised up on my tiptoes and reaching back taking his cock in my hand, I wiggled its anxious cockhead between my pussylips and lowered myself back down popping its enormous, red-hot fleshy head just inside of my wet, hungry pussy. "Fuck me Tyler.""Oh god Mrs. Hart, are you sure?"Still gripping the edge of the counter I took a step backward extending my arms, and raising back up on my tiptoes, I arched my back presenting myself to him like an animal in heat."Oh yeah... I'm sure. Fuck me Tyler...Fuck me and cum in of me... right now."He placed his hands on my hips and in an instant, pushed forward ramming the entire length of his massive meat deep up inside of me nearly raising me off the floor."OH GOD TYLER! "OH MY FUCKING GOD!" He hesitated and nervously asked, "Are you okay Mrs. Hart?""YES! OH GOD YES TYLER! OH GOD YES! Give me your cock... give me ALL of your beautiful cock! FUCK ME TYLER! FUCK ME!"Without a condom for the first time in his life and with practically no experience, he began feverishly pounding his enormous, uncovered babymaker deep up inside of my hungry little pussy with everything he had. As he pounded me from behind I raised my butt to give him total access to his newly found treasure. He began moaning and I could feel his cock begin to swell to an incredible size as we both began to orgasm.Thrusting furiously, Tyler gripped tightly to my hips, his muscular, young body began to shake and he buried his cock deep up inside of me. His overly excited, solid manhood literally exploded between my legs sending enormous blasts of his red-hot, merciless cum slamming against my womb filling my little pussy to capacity and gushing down onto my legs while my body was being wracked with jolts of electrical shock- like pleasures. As quickly as our first orgasms had ended he immediately began humping in and out of me again, slapping his balls wildly against my backside and sending loads of his man-juice up into me again and again until every drop had been buried deep up inside of my body and stretching the best orgasm of my life out to unbelievable lengths.There was an awkward silence between us as he slowly pulled out of me, his huge, young balls temporarily drained but his cock still rigid and pressed tightly between my butt cheeks. I turned around and reaching up, I put my arms around his neck and pressed my lips to his, our tongues excitedly exploring each other's mouths while his vibrant cock pulsated against my chest. I broke our kiss, took his hand and led him to a chair at the table urging him to be seated. I straddled his hulking body, forced the underside of his cock deep between my pussylips and began sliding its length. It surprised me when he spoke, "Mrs. Hart, I'm sorry if I was too fast but you really had me excited and..."I stopped him with a quick kiss and said, "Oh God no Tyler...you were perfect! "Absolutely perfect!" Leaning back and pressing my mound tighter to his cock I looked in his eyes and demanded, "You WILL find a way to get away for the night and come back here. "I've got more for you...well...more for US."I rose from his lap and kneeled down on the floor in front of him. Looking up, I pulled his cock down to my lips and sucked its oversized, fleshy head into my mouth. His hands gripped each side of the chair and his hips pushed upward filling my mouth with cock and touching the back of my throat with much more meat than I had ever accommodated. Nearly gagging, I quickly wrapped my hand around its base and was able to fit the rest in my mouth, its girth barely leaving room for my tongue to caress its underside. Bobbing my head slowly, my lips reaching my hand and retreating back to the ridge of his cockhead numerous times, I felt him swelling and I stopped. His eyes looked at mine as though they were begging for me to continue. I pulled my head back popping his cock from my lips and quickly wrapped my right hand around its torso. I looked up at him and said,"You've never had your cock sucked have you Tyler?" He rapidly shook his head... no.I cupped his enormous balls in my left hand and began stroking his cock slowly with my right."Tonight when you come back to spend the night with me...and you WILL come back here tonight, I'm gonna' suck your cock until I can fit all of it in my mouth. "I'm gonna' suck your cockhead deep down to the bottom of my throat and swallow every drop of your delicious cum... every drop Tyler."I began massaging his balls and rapidly stroking the length of his cock when we heard a car horn...it was Desirae. His hips began rising and falling as though he was trying to fuck my hand and I felt his anxious rod beginning to swell. I smiled, tightened my grip, and pointed his cockhead directly at my face.I stroked furiously up and down the length of his cock and in a matter of seconds he erupted, sending stream after stream of thick hot cum across my face, cheeks and lips and dripping down my chin. The car horn sounded again and I quickly sucked his pulsing cock in my mouth cleaning up any evidence of it ever having been relieved. I picked up his shorts, handed them to him and as he was pulling them up around his waist he said, "I'll be back shortly Mrs. Hart...for sure."Tyler's wages have increased more than ten-fold since I found myself "needing his help around the house" three... sometimes four days a week. All of the flowerbeds and bushes, (One bush in particular) have benefited greatly from young Tyler's determination, eagerness to learn and his ever intensifying "attention to detail". My husband has commented on how nice our lawn looks and he's totally oblivious to the fact that his inconsistent jumping on and off of me is finding both of us totally satisfied.I guess you just need the right person for the right job.ENDComments appreciated to Bigmd666@aol.com |
landlady.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/landlady.txt | It was a really nice upstairs flat. The woman who was looking for a roommate was a cool customer, but I could see she kept the place neat and tidy and she seemed like the type of roommate who would be no trouble at all. I decided to go for it, and moved in. I figured that Leslie, my roommate, would loosen up after a few days, but after two weeks she was still very cool and I began to wonder. After the first couple of days, she never said anything unless she specifically wanted something. If our eyes met, she would give me a vague smile, then go about her business. Most of the time, she just silently went through the motions of life: she would get up, shower, get dressed, make her own breakfast, eat, wash her breakfast dishes, and go to work, all without a wasted minute or word. Evenings when she got home from work were similar. I never saw her watch TV or go out on a date even though she was tall, slender and blonde and had this look about her that I'm sure would make men think she was the classiest woman they ever met. Some evenings she would go to her room and sometimes I think she went out. After a month, I was beginning to feel strange about Leslie and wondering if it had really been a good idea to room with her. It would be nice to have someone to talk to at home. I had talked with our landlady a couple of times and she was very friendly. Her name was Sandy and she and her husband lived in the flat downstairs and I often saw them when I was going out or coming in. She would always say hi, and we struck up conversations a couple of times. Then one Saturday, she asked me if I'd like to go shopping with her. I felt a little silly at how excited I got inside -- I felt this is what I would like from a roommate: go shopping together; talk and gossip. We got to the mall and ate lunch at the food court and talked. Sandy was so easy to talk to compared to Leslie. Then we browsed the shops, trying on clothes and occasionally buying. I ended up buying some designer jeans and a sexy halter-top, of all things. It isn't what I usually buy, but somehow Sandy talked me into it. She said it was perfect for a wild night on the town. Sandy bought a couple of blouses and we went home. When we got back, Sandy insisted that I come in and we try on our purchases again. She got us beers, and I got in the jeans and halter. She insisted I let out my hair, and gave me a pair of heels to try on with them. I must admit, I was something to see in that mirror: I don't know how she convinced me to get that outfit. But Sandy was ecstatic. She insisted that this was exactly the outfit that I needed. She put some dance music on, and insisted I try dancing in it. It took me a little while to get used to dancing in such high heels, but I got a little bit better after a few minutes. She said I'd have men begging at my feet when they saw me like this, that I had a body men would kill for and said I could easily make my living as an exotic dancer if I had to. I was doubting her, but secretly I was excited about what this might do for my love life. Then she suggested that I try a little striptease. I must have looked at her funny, because she went on to say that I'd be good at it and it could come in handy in my own bedroom when I was trying to make amen feel *real* good. She also said she'd like to see what I would look like as an exotic dancer. I began to wonder about her: did her husband take her to strip joints? And she didn't mind going? But she convinced me to try, and insisted that I try taking off the jeans while dancing. I probably would have taken the halter off first, but she was insistent. Well, I took them off, and she looked so pleased. She said men would just die. She told me to dance in the high heels in just the halter-top. Well, I did it, and the truth is I did feel really sexy and felt like I could have any man going. I don't know how long I danced like that, but after a while, she said she heard her husband coming in and I quickly got the jeans on again. Well we met her husband Mike in their living room, and Sandy immediately wanted me to show him how I danced. She was asking Mike's opinion and getting him to say that men would fall all over me. I just kind of basked in the glow. Then she asked me to strip off my jeans again. She was telling Mike how he just had to see this. But I just couldn't do it--not in front of Mike; and it was horribly embarrassing having Sandy suggested it like that. I did my best to excuse myself and went upstairs right away, wondering what was going on. When I got away from them, it struck me as really weird that Sandy wanted me to do all that. Was she Lesbian? And I was weird to have gone along with it as much as I did. I felt really uncomfortable about Sandy, and felt a little loss that I thought I had found a kindred spirit. Was it true that she just wanted Mike to see the show I had put on for her before? It seemed nice that they were so comfortable with each other that she could do something like that without feeling jealousy. Or were they... well, I couldn't think about it. I wished I knew that it was all innocent. ***That night, I had no date and ended up going to bed fairly early. Then I heard the sound of high heels walking and going down the backstairs. Curiosity made me get up to investigate. I found the door to the back stairs open, and in my nightgown, robe, and bare feet, I went downstairs. I could hear the TV running, and occasional talking. I crept to the living room, and peeked in. There were no lights on except the TV, which was playing some television movie. Leslie was on the floor, on her hands and knees, in heels and a halter, and nothing else! She was between Mike's legs and was obviously sucking his cock. Mike was dressed, and watching TV as was Sandy who was sitting in another chair! I just stood there and stared. Leslie just stayed in the same position, working her head. Her body was so long and smooth. I couldn't believe she would do such a thing. I heard Mike breathe a little harder, hissing through his teeth, and it was obvious that he had come. Leslie still had her head around his cock and was obviously swallowing. Then after a minute, she sat back, crawled to Sandy, and put her head under Sandy's skirt. Sandy grabbed the back of her head through the skirt and obviously was pulling her head right into her crotch."Well, we almost had the other bitch." I couldn't believe what Sandy was saying. "We'll get her next time."I just stared as Leslie obviously licked her cunt. What a sexy body she had. Then I crept upstairs, and went back to bed. That image of Leslie, naked on her knees, stayed in my head, and I masturbated for hours.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 70 |
helping.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/24/helping.txt | Helen worked for a small firm of accountants in town. She'd been there around six years and was well liked and respected within the organization. Her role was Administration Manager and she looked after a modest department of secretaries and administrative staff. Normally, she worked 9 to 5. She returned home punctually at 5:40 pm or perhaps 5:50 pm on a busy day. I myself usually got home earlier and so was always there to greet Helen when she arrived home. Recently though, she'd been getting in later and later. No explanations were forthcoming and I felt unable to ask because she would get irritable if I sought a reason for her lateness.At this point I need to briefly explain an episode that occurred some months ago that had changed things somewhat for us. When on holiday in Hamburg, Helen had partaken of two young German studs in a sex club. She had really enjoyed herself and experienced things with them that had only previously been dreams and fantasies for her. Ever since, she'd adopted a rather dominant bearing with me. Though at the time, her indulgence with the two men had tremendously excited me, I now wished it had never happened because I would often feel somehow edgy in my own house. Especially as regards Helen's social and work arrangements. That information was now off-limits to me.Since then, sex for me had been limited to the occasional hand-job from Helen (when she was in a particularly good mood) and sometimes I was allowed to give her oral sex or watch her with her vibrators and dildos. We had not actually had intercourse for months. Most nights I slept in the spare bedroom as Helen complained she could not sleep properly with me in the same bed as her. Now she was regularly getting in late, I was worried. Although I had insane, secret wanking sessions with the thought of what she might possibly be doing, the reality of her actually having some form of extra-marital activity was too much to accept.This particular night, Helen got in just before 9pm. She walked through the door and went straight upstairs without saying hello or announcing her arrival at all. I heard her go into her room and shut the door. Time passed incredibly slowly as I waited patiently for her to come down. She did not. Half an hour later I crept up the stairs and listened at her door. Silence. I opened the door with great care making no sound. I poked my head through the door and in the dim light, I saw that Helen was fast asleep on the bed. She lay on her back, fully dressed on top of the covers. I stepped inside the dark room, listening carefully for her soft breathing pattern to change and alert me that she was waking up. She continued her soft breathing, deep in sleep. As I moved to the side of the bed, I suddenly noticed that she was not wearing the clothes she wore for work in the morning. She was wearing a tight white blouse and a short white skirt with a split down the back. It was some sort of shiny material like PVC. She was also wearing stockings. On the floor, lay some high-heeled shoes that she'd kicked off. I recalled that morning, I had seen her with a small suitcase, which I'd presumed was full of documents. Obviously not. My whole body was trembling from the suspicion of her apparent disloyalty. I remained as calm as possible so as not to wake her. I'd have a lot of explaining to do if she caught me sneaking around in her room - she would not speak to me for days. Just before I went to leave the room, she moved her position in the bed. I froze. She'd turned on her side a little towards me. Her skirt had ridden up slightly. I bent down to look at her black stocking tops. As I stretched my eyes to see in the dark, I noticed that she wasn't wearing any knickers! I looked closer still to see her dark pubic hair. Suddenly, a globule of white liquid slowly dribbled out of her vagina and ran down between her thighs. I sniffed gently and caught the unmistakable smell of sperm. She moved again and more oozed out of her. She gave a gentle sigh and went on sleeping. I left the room.Nothing was said the next morning other than 'hello darling' and 'did you sleep well.' I was pleasant and polite and did not bring up the incident, even though I had spent a sleepless night of resentment and apprehension. As she walked out the door to go to work, I noticed that she did not have her little suitcase. The day passed without significant event and when I arrived home I felt I may have made a mistake last night and there was probably some rational explanation for my wife's seemingly strange behaviour. When she arrived home at 5.40pm we had dinner together and watched TV. Things were quite agreeable and we even shared a few stories about our day. Later on, when we were getting ready for bed, Helen was in the bathroom and I realized I needed a new duvet cover, which was in a drawer in her bed. I went into her room and got the cover out the drawer. Just before I closed the drawer, I noticed a folded slip of paper down the side. I opened it up and recognized Helen's handwriting. The note said: Paul - (his phone number). I folded it back up and kept it in my hand.I returned to the spare room and made my bed. When I heard Helen finish in the bathroom and go to her room I followed her in. She looked at me as if to say 'what the hell are you doing?' I held the note in front of her."What is this?" I said in a low voice."Oh it's nothing, a guy from work. I needed to call him about something.""I don't believe you.""You don't have to!" she shouted."Look Helen, I've been as mature as I can about things here lately, but you coming in late and me finding notes like this. What am I supposed to think?"She looked directly into my eyes and smiled."I thought we had a little understanding.""Yes... I know but - this is real Helen. I'd at least like to know where you're going and who with!""I'm afraid that's none of your business," she said calmly. Already Helen was completely in control of this situation and I felt I was in the wrong and I should just shut up. But I remembered my bitterness in bed the other night and could not face another night like that without at least saying something."Well I'm not happy at all. I'd like to know what's going on," I said weakly."Would you. Would you like to know?" she said smiling. "Yes," I said.She paused for a minute and just stared at me. She looked me up and down and kept a subtle but spiteful smirk on her face."OK. I've been seeing this guy called Paul for a couple of weeks. I met him at a club out with Judith. I've been seeing him at his house."My hands started shaking and she snatched the note out of my hands."What? I don't believe I'm hearing this.""I told you in Hamburg that I'd have my own boyfriends occasionally. This is one of them.""I didn't think you really meant it.""Well I did."I felt utterly pathetic that my wife was getting her sex elsewhere now. No wonder she didn't want intercourse with me anymore. "Have you been sleeping together?" I asked mindlessly. "If you mean have we been fucking together - then yes we have," she growled.I bowed my head."If it's any consolation," she said, "I won't be seeing him anymore. He's only a young lad about twenty-five or something. He's nice, but not anything to write home about. It was just a bit of excitement having a fit young lad lusting over me. But his cock's nothing special - a hell of a lot bigger than yours of course - but nothing of any use to me. Not compared to those lovely Germans boys. Anyway I finished with Paul last night. I won't be seeing him anymore."A tear escaped down my cheek and I felt completely feeble in front of my beautiful wife who was now calling all the shots. I couldn't look her in the eye. "Shall I pack my bags and leave?" I said."Don't be silly. That's ridiculous! You knew this was going to happen sooner of later. It doesn't mean the end of us though. I'm not going to leave you. We have a good thing here. Keep each other company, respectable jobs, nice house - it's very convenient. And I still care about you."I burst into tears not knowing what to think anymore. She put her arms around me and hugged me to her. She kissed my forehead and stroked the back of my head like a baby. "Sleep in here with me tonight," she said gesturing to the bed. "Come on, get your things off and let's get you into bed." I took my clothes off and got into bed without a word. She put her white silk nightie on and snuggled in next to me. I was in a strange limbo land somewhere between anguish and bliss. I felt totally blank, as if I could not even think without her. She cradled me in her arms and kissed my cheek. Then she did something she'd done once before just after Hamburg, without saying a word. She produced a tube of KY jelly and still cradling me with one arm, applied some tenderly to my ass hole. She then produced a little rubber butt plug and gently but purposefully inserted it into me. "There we are now. You're all mine. Go to sleep for me now." I squirmed a little and she put her hand across both my buttocks to still me. The palm of her hand rested between my buttocks and she gently patted my ass, ensuring the plug was firmly in place. Which it was. Eventually I did fall into a deep blissful sleep with the intrusion in me all night. But I was safe with Helen next to me. It was her will and not to be questioned after all.In the morning, I brought Helen tea and toast in bed. She sat up and smiled broadly at me, stroking my hand as I placed the tray on her lap. We sat together and talked for a short while. She looked as bright and young as I had seen her for ages. I felt confused but happy that my Helen was allowing me into her life again. She finished her breakfast and put the tray on the floor. "I have a proposition for you darling," she said. "It's rather strange but you just might like it."I frowned slightly but then smiled at her."Go on, tell me."Helen lowered herself down the bed and started stroking my chest and nipples. She whispered into my ear."You know I have a liking for large men. Well, large cocks to be more specific. Well there's a black guy at the club Judith and I go to. His name's Ray. He's something of a ladies man by all accounts. I was talking to a girl called Katie at the club last week who used to go out with him. We got chatting. She told me that he uses women purely for his pleasure and is very arrogant, but has the biggest cock she's ever seen and he knows how to use it."Helen kissed me on the cheek. She reached down and felt my penis was erect. She smiled at me and kissed me again. She started gently wanking me."He was a bastard with her from day one, and she knew it. But she went out with him for five solid months because she loved getting fucked silly by his monster dick. She'd never had anything like it. The first time they screwed, it took him ten minutes to get it in she told me, inch by inch. From that moment on, she'd orgasm three or four times every time they fucked. She worshipped him and did exactly as she was told - slave to the pleasures of his giant cock."Helen was furiously wanking my little dick now and I summoned up all my powers to refrain for coming."Katie's never been the same since, " Helen laughed, "she actually warned me off him because 'once you've tried black, you never go back'. I told her to put a word in for me anyway. I'm going to the club tonight darling is that OK? I want to meet him. Can I go darling?"At that moment I could hold back no longer. I ejaculated all over the place as Helen continued to wank me."Can I go then? I want to meet Ray. Can I go tonight?" I moaned and shuddered with ecstasy. Helen smiled tenderly at me as she milked the last dribbles of cum from me. She let my cock go soft in her hand and then patted it gently before whispering into my ear, "I'll take that as a Yes."Helen got up from the bed and got her work things together.She also packed a little case with some other clothes. Just before she left she came back into the room and again whispered into my ear: "Don't wait up for me. And clean my room up before you go to work. And don't let me catch you in here again."She swirled out of the room. My heart sank as I listened to her go down the stairs and out through the front door. She left me in the bed sprawled over the duvet, the fresh cum over my thighs and stomach. That day was a blur of anxiety and tremendous nervous tension. I just about held it together at work and dashed home with the feint hope that she might have changed her mind and would be sat in front of the TV drinking coffee. When I arrived home, the house was in darkness. There was no one there. I made myself some dinner and read a book for a little while. I was so tired from the strain of worry that I simply had to go to bed. Before I went up stairs I poured myself an extra large brandy and downed the lot. That would at least guarantee sleep. I crept up to the spare room, undressed and climbed under the soft covers. I drifted into a strange, bottomless sleep.After an unknown time, I was awoken suddenly by the creak of the bedroom door opening. It was Helen. Light streamed in through the door and blinded me for a moment. She tottered into the room, under the influence of alcohol and wearing the sluttiest clothes I had ever seen her wear - a tight black rubber mini skirt, seamed stockings, white patent stilettos, and a white silk blouse under which she was wearing her white see-thru bra. She was also heavily made up with thick eyeliner, blusher and glossy, red, cock-sucking lipstick."Hello darling. How've you been tonight? Sleep well?" "I had an early night. What time is it?""That's so like you darling," she laughed. "It's half past three. I've had a wonderful night. But there's someone downstairs I want you to meet.""What! At this time... is Judith staying over again?" She shook her head. "Well who then?" I exclaimed. I looked at her and she smiled at me. "It's Ray. He's downstairs. I've told him all about you. And your little problems."I froze in the bed. She tilted her head back and laughed softly. Suddenly, a serious look came over her face."Listen, this is what I want. Do you want to please me? Do you want to stay with me?""Yes Helen. Don't say that. You know I want to stay with you.""Well do as I say then," she snarled. "I've brought Ray round to meet you. Just so we all understand each other."I looked at her closely. By now, I had totally woken up. All traces of lethargy had left me entirely. I looked into Helen's eyes. She was not joking. She wanted me to get dressed and come downstairs to meet Ray."I'd better get dressed and come down then," I remarked humbly."Yes. But I think it would be nice if you put these on." She gave me a neatly folded pile of her clothes. Little white panties, her white silk nightie and some white heels, like she had on. I looked at her with my mouth open."Oh yes and let's get some lipstick on you. We can't have Ray seeing you like that."She took hold of my chin, shut my mouth and applied some of her red lipstick to my lips and then proceeded to line my eyes with black liner and apply a little pink blush to my cheeks."There we are - now come on and get these clothes on right now."I stood from the bed and slipped into the little panties and nightie. I felt ridiculous and pathetic. I stepped into the heels and stood in front of my wife. She looked at me and smiled. She nodded her approval and then took my hand and led me downstairs. I had no time to think. In a blur, I was marched straight into the front room and toward the sofa, on which, was sat a very large black gentleman. "I've heard a lot about you my friend," said Ray in a deep, thick voice. "Come over here and sit next to me for a minute." I looked at Helen and she just nodded, her eyes suggesting that I'd better do as I was told. I walked slowly over in my heels and nightie and sat down next to Ray. He was a huge man. Though he was sitting I estimated that he must stand six foot six at least. He was wearing soft black cotton trousers and a black shirt. His leather jacket was on the side of the arm. There was a very masculine smell about him and I felt almost as meek in front of him as I did my wife. "You know what I've got in here?" he asked touching his cock through his trousers."I shook my head foolishly, incapable of any sort of speech whatsoever."In here is a very large, thick cock. The sort of cock that most women only ever see on porno films. But this is very real. Your wife wants it inside her. I've fucked a lot of women with it.Housewives, college girls, sluts, business women, cleaning ladies, widows, fat chicks - pretty much most kinds of women. But they all do the same thing. They worship it," he said pointing to the bulge in his trousers."Every woman wants a really big cock inside her at least once. When they get it, they want more. Word spreads. Some women dream about it day after day. That's why I'm here now. Your wife wants a big black cock to show her whose boss. I'm going to go upstairs and squeeze this into her tight pussy. She tells me that she wants you to watch. Is that what you want too?"A powerful desire to simply run in the opposite direction came over me. But I could not. I stood still. Ray lifted himself in the seat slightly and pulled his trousers down. He was not wearing any underwear. I stared at the enormous penis lying languid but noble against my sofa. Though he was not erect or excited in any way. But even so, it was a thick, dark, magnificent black cock. I feared what it would look like when aroused and how undisciplined my wife would probably become."Yes I... I'd like to watch," I said in a trance.Helen walked slowly over to me, kissed me on the cheek and told me to go into the kitchen and make herself and Ray a drink. I was told to put it on a tray and leave it outside Helen's bedroom door, where I would then wait to be admitted into the room. Without further ado, Helen and Ray, hand in hand, went upstairs and disappeared into her room. I listened for a moment from downstairs and heard gentle laughter and much rustling about. I made the drinks - a brandy for Ray and a vodka and orange for Helen.When I arrived outside the bedroom door with tray I knocked lightly on the door and said 'your drinks are here when you're ready - I can bring them in or leave them outside.' I heard Helen laugh. "Why thank you," said Ray from inside the room, "come on in, and serve our drinks."I did not know what to expect. What scene would meet me behind that door. What would they be doing? I turned the handle and walked slowly inside.Helen was lay spread-eagled on the bed face down. Her hands were cuffed to the iron head stead and her feet were similarly tied to the posts at the base of the bed. She was still wearing her heels. I halted on the spot and just stared. Ray stood beside her completely naked and massaging his growing penis. "Your wife has expressed an interest in bondage," he affirmed. "Also an attraction to a little corrective punishment - bottom spanking. I'm going to make her lovely white ass red raw before I go inside."Helen moaned approval from the bed."Put Helen's drink on the bedside table and bring mine to me," he said.I did as I was instructed."From now on, this is a fantasy room only and I'm in charge," said Ray. "You go and sit on that chair in the corner while I punish this slut. I'm going to let you watch me belt her and then fuck her. Then you will leave us in peace. OK?""Yes Ray," I said.I sat in the corner, still wearing the nightie, panties and heels and was as quiet as a mouse while Ray stood looking at my wife, wanking his cock which had now grown to an incredible size stuck out in front of him. He walked over to his trousers folder over a chair and slipped the belt from between the hoops."Now, you little slut. You want a big black cock in you?" "Oh yes please Ray. I'll do anything. I am yours.""You want a proper fucking with a big black dick. Want your cunt widened?" he stroked the cock in front of her eyes. Helen's eyes bulged. It was her first good look at it. She could not hide her excitement and trembled at the sight of it."Oh yes please I do.""Then I'm going to give you a belting. It's just something I like to do to instill a sense of respect. When it's finished, your ass is mine all night OK?"Helen let out a little whimper. This seemed to be an episode that had been discussed between the two of them to some extent. But it did not detract from the drama of what was about to happen. My cock got hard instantly and I was afraid I would shoot before anything occurred.Without a word, Ray brought the belt down hard across Helen's protruding white buttocks. Crack. Before she could cry out - another swift blow on her ass. Helen wailed with pain and joy."This is my ass Helen. All mine. I want it red before I go into you."She could not speak through the red-hot pain that seared through her buttocks.Ray needed no further encouragement. He gave six more hard blows with the broad leather belt - her buttocks now glowing red. She cried into the pillow and hot tears muffled her whimpering and howling. A few more strikes and she was lost in a flood of throbbing rapture."That's a good girl," said Ray. "Now all we need is a little cream to soothe your pink buttocks and maybe even juice you up so I can fit inside you. Come over here young man," he boomed pointing to me without looking at me.I hurried over in my heels being mindful not to fall and stood beside him looking down at my wife's stinging crimson ass. My cock was hard in the little panties and I was extremely near the point of no return."I want you to jack off over her ass and rub it in. Be sure to rub some over her cunt too so I can ease myself in."I stood immobile. Unsure whether this was some teasing game.My fingers went to my stiff little dick and played around it lightly. "If you don't hurry up and squirt over her, I'll have to force this in her," he gripped his cock, "and without and lube she may get ripped open. It's happened before."With that, Ray took hold of the side of my panties and tore them off. My cock sprang up and I immediately took hold of it. I moved closer to Helen's ass and started wanking furiously over it."My, my, that certainly is a little thing you have there. It's like a young boys. You guys shouldn't marry horny ladies like this slut. She'll never treat you right if you can't keep her satisfied." Ray placed his hand over my buttocks and rubbed them with his palm very gently."Come on boy, do it for Helen."Within seconds, I shot my load all across her buttocks and up the small of her back. With my penis still spasming I quickly rubbed the sperm into her buttocks. She screamed out with pain. Ray smacked my bottom and told me to be more careful with her freshly beaten ass. I gently massaged the sperm into her buttocks and slightly inside her vagina opening. It was very, very wet already and I doubted she needed lubricating at all. I dared not say a thing however."Good now go over and sit in your chair," said Ray finally. I positioned myself back in the chair and sat fatigued but nevertheless thrilled at the prospect of what was now going to happen. "Have I been a good girl," came the tiny voice from Helen. "Yes. And now you're going to get what you deserve," said Ray kneeling onto the bed behind her.He positioned himself over her and rubbed his mighty penis over her buttocks. She quivered with delight and arched her back to press her buttocks harder against his erection. He continued rubbing himself between her buttocks. The sight of this huge ebony cock nestling between my wife's plush, white cheeks was too much. I almost shot my load there and then."That's a beautiful ass you've got. And a gorgeous little asshole too. But I don't think I'll ever get in there," he laughed. "Maybe next time I'll bring my friend along to help out. He's got nice long one. With that rooted right up you I think you'll go frantic you little tart. You'll love it. But we'll save that for next time." Ray moved back a little on the bed and positioned the crown of his cock at her entrance. He pushed it slowly into her. She groaned deeply. The head schlupped inside. He pushed more and let another few inches into her. Her fingers grasped at the bed. She wriggled about as if suddenly trying to escape her fate in a panic.Ray brushed his hand through her hair. "There, there. There's nowhere to go. Just relax and let me fill you up. And then, when I'm all the way in, you'll be mine."He pushed more and with each careful thrust, more of her cunt was filled with glistening black meat. Helen emitted a bizarre pattern of whines and moans as the process of filling her up continued. My cock was beginning to get hard again. With a final push Ray got his entire cock inside my wife. She squirmed on the bed, unable to avoid the sensation of total possession."There we are. Now be a good girl while I enjoy myself." Ray then withdrew the thick cock from her - her lips stretching to capacity and sucking tight around his huge shaft. He withdrew nearly the whole ten inches and then smoothly, ever so smoothly, drove it back inside her. Again. Again he withdrew and then thrust back inside. Helen's vagina sucking desperately at the intruder inside her but with no control over the might of Ray's massive organ. Helen began wriggling desperately on the bed. Ray clutched her arms with his and held her in place. He shouted at her to keep still. He picked up his tempo and began fucking her harder. She screamed and shook violently as he persistently probed her."I'm cumming!! I'm cumming!!" she wailed."Already baby? OK let it all go, it'll make things better." She quaked all over and let out another shriek of euphoria as an orgasm rushed through her body. Ray released his hold on her arms a little, now her vagina was getting hungry for more. She did not resist. She forced her wanton white ass back onto him with his every thrust until she was in complete harmony with his majestic strokes. He started to lightly spank her bottom as he fucked her. This seemed to increase her excitement."Don't stop Ray. Fuck me forever. I want this I want you in me. Stretch me!""I'm going to have you all night. Fill you with cream. Fuck you again. I want you to drink me all up too. I want this pussy wide open for me for next time.""Cream me baby. Come in me. It's all yours."Ray started grunting and battered his giant cock into Helen's overwhelmed cunt viciously. This went on and on. It was mesmerizing. Helen simply abandoned herself to him and cried rhythmically while he banged and banged into her.Eventually, finally, victoriously, Ray roared out as he fucked brutally into her and ejaculated deeply into her pulsing vagina. Helen shook again racked with a massive orgasm as the pulsing black cock twitched and throbbed inside her, filling her with prime masculine seed. He lay over her. Her beautiful white body crushed by Ray's huge black bulk, his softening cock still possessing her. She wept into her pillow and stroked Ray's thigh with her nails."Don't leave me Ray. I'll be your special fuck. I'll do anything... anything for you."I couldn't believe my wife was talking in this way. She'd only met him hours before at the club. Now he seemed to own her. And she wanted to be owned by him."I'll rest up for half an hour," he sighed. "Then I want you again. Hands and knees next time. Really get it all up you that way.""Oh yes.. yes.. anything Ray. I'm so happy. I feel likea real woman. Do you like me Ray? Do I please you?""Just lie back down," he said gently removing his cock from her. Sperm oozed out of her and dribbled between her thighs. Helen obediently lay back down. Ray released her from her bondage and deftly turned her over to lay her drowsy form on her back.He whispered something into Helen's ear. She said 'yes.' Then Ray walked over to me and put his hand on my shoulder."I need you to lend a helping hand. I want you to get over there and lick your wife's pussy clean for me. She's full of my cum. It needs cleaning out."I'd dreamt about moments like this, but now it was happening I was uncertain whether I would like it or not. Ray's hand remained on my shoulder, gripping it ever so slightly. I got up and walked over to Helen. I knelt on the bed between her legs and took a good look at her pussy. It was red and swollen. A miniature waterfall of fresh, buttery sperm leaked out of her but no doubt there was still gallons left inside.I leant down between her legs and lapped my tongue over her lips. The tang of sperm hit the back of my throat and for an instant I was overwhelmed with the strong aroma of Ray's cum. I continued licking. Helen moaned gently and as she moved slightly, a pool of sperm trickled out of her and onto my lips. I opened my mouth and drank it down. It was a strange taste, though it did not make me wretch. I gulped it right down and felt it settle in the pit of my stomach. I moved my hands to Helen's vaginal lips and opened them wider. I lapped at her cunt like a hungry dog and began working my way around to clean the sperm from her. I poked my tongue inside and teased more from inside her. She clenched her buttocks and shoved her mound to my mouth. Another glob of spunk passed into my mouth and I readily drank it down."Good boy," said Ray, "you're doing a fine job. Now finish up and get yourself into the spare room while I go and freshen up in the bathroom. Make sure you're gone by the time I get back." Then he left the room.For the first time in a while, I was alone with Helen.Her hand moved down the bed and stroked my head as I continued licking her clean. She played with my hair and moaned contentedly. No words were exchanged. It was unnecessary. I got her as clean as I could and then slowly moved to get up from the bed. But before I could get up, Helen grasped my arm to stop me. She then reached down to her side of the bed and produced the butt plug she had used on me before. I turned around and offered my ass to her. She lifted up the nightie and pulled my little knickers down. With her other hand she put her fingers into her vagina and got them good and wet with her own juices and the remnants of Ray's cum. She then smeared them around my asshole and poked one or two inside me. Finally, she squeezed the plug into my ass, all the way in until the wide plastic base was all that could be seen flush against my ass. She pulled the panties back up, adjusted my nightie and gave me a gentle pat on the bottom.I got up and left the room. I shut the door behind me and went into the spare room and got into bed, not daring to remove my new clothes. For the next hour or so, I listened to Helen and Ray's ferocious fucking sessions before I could take no more and succumbed to a sweaty, troubled sleep. Mercifully, by the time I woke up, Ray had already left, and I later heard Helen showering and then leave for work as normal. I was not in work that day and spent the entire morning in bed dozing. When I finally did get up I cleaned Helen's room, then my own, undressed from the heels, nightie and panties and had a good soak in the bath. When I went downstairs to make myself something to eat, there was a little note on the kitchen table. It read as follows: "Darling, thank you for last night. You were a good boy. I hope you enjoyed yourself half as much as I did. Ray thought you were a good sort too and said I was lucky to have such an understanding husband. I'm seeing him again tonight at his place. He said his friend might come along too. So I won't be back until tomorrow night. He's really not as bad as people make out. And he does have the most magnificent cock doesn't he! I'm already under his spell. Take care. Lots of love, Helen." END Feel free to drop me an email if you'd like to comment on my stories, or if like me, you have a wife who needs more than you can give: mvronsky@altavista.co.uk |
lasvegas.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/19/lasvegas.txt | "Rodney, Rodney, I won, I won!" It was my wife screaming into the phone so loud that I thought everyone at work could hear her. Not that it made much difference. We lived in a small town where everyone knows everyone and I worked at the family feed store with my brother and sister. "I won a week in Las Vegas on that radio show! I was the ninth caller and I won us a vacation."Little did I know what a change that was going to make in our lives. We'd been married three years and had been sweethearts since the sixth grade. We had wanted to get married since we were fifteen but of course we had to wait until we were eighteen. As I said, we live in a small town and most decent folk are very conservative. It may be difficult for most of you to believe but the most we did before we were married was French kiss, and at that we thought we were courting eternal damnation. After we were married the floodgates burst open so to speak. Our honeymoon was a camping / fishing trip for two weeks. Claire loves to fish as much as I do so we thought it would be great. The only pole that saw any use in those two weeks was my stiff rod. We fucked morning, noon and night. Claire just couldn't get enough. I'd wake in the morning because she was sliding her pussy over my morning boner.That first year we continued to fuck every day. I hate to say it, but sometime in the second year I began to get tired of fucking her. Neither of us had any experience; we just were doing the same old missionary position over and over. Along about the time we won the trip to Las Vegas, Claire had decided we should try some other things. It's kind of embarrassing to admit, but she is the one who is more adventurous and is the dominant one in our marriage. She read some book that described sexual positions, oral and anal sex, and recommended using sex toys and lotions. Unfortunately, we were hundreds of miles from anyplace that sold things like that.Which brings us to Las Vegas. Wow! The first day and night we spent in the casino that we were staying in. The next day, we rented a car and drove around. The casinos were awesome, but what caught our eye was a sign on a store, "Adult Books". We didn't go in, but we saw it and Claire talked about it. That night I asked Claire if she wanted to go to the store. Like little kids, we were almost afraid to go. But like kids we were drawn to what we thought of as something a bit bad.We found our way back to the store about ten in the evening. There were sex books and videos lining the walls. In the back was a sign that said 'movies'. There were a half dozen men visible looking through the magazines. At the front of the store the clerk sat behind a display case that contained lotions and sex toys. Claire clung to my arm and we looked at the display. "You kids goin ta have ta show me some ID." We froze, looking at the clerk like school children caught by the principal. He was an older black man, about fifty I guess. He had on a green Hawaiian shirt that stretched over a significant belly. His white shorts were dirty yet still seemed very white against his thin black legs. He stood up and scrutinized us, looking at Claire mostly."Well little missy? Ya got some ID to show Mathew? Claire fumbled with her purse. Her blond pigtails swung as she nodded that she did. I could see the mans eyes move up and down her. She did look young. She is only 5-1. She wore a blouse, which masked her small breasts. However the shorts that she wore did wonderful justice to her legs and ass. She handed her drivers license to the clerk."My, my. Twenty-two. Child you could pass for sixteen. A foxxyyyy sixteen, heh, heh."He sat down again. "Take your time, you see anything you want, you come ask Mathew.""I think we want some lotion. Is there any that you recommend?" Claire stammered."Well, I'm partial to this," as he pulled a bottle from the display. "Just a few drops on ya boyfrend's cock and he'll be hard as a rock, rub a little on your pussy and you'll swear you're in heaven. And it tastes good.""OK, we'll take it." Claire said. She wasn't looking at the clerk; she was staring at the large rubber cocks in the display case. "Rodney, look at those. They look so real but they're so big. " She whispered to me but it was loud enough that the clerk overheard. "The reason they look real, little missy is that they make them from copies of the real cocks. Some of the biggest adult stars are here. Ever hear of John Holmes? He's still one of the most popular.""Yeh, right. I guess you think I'm really dumb. No man's penis is that big." Claire seemed almost insulted.The clerk laughed, an almost sinister laugh. "Little missy, you ain't been round to many guys have you? If you're brave enough to come peek around the counter you can see proof that some men is that big." He leaned back on his chair.Claire went to the opening in the counter and gasped. "Oh my!" Rodney look at him."I looked in. The clerk had pulled the leg of his shorts back and his thick black cock was exposed. Actually about half of it, we could see the outline of the remainder of the shaft covered by the white shorts. Claire didn't take her eyes off it; it was obvious to the clerk that she was interested. He pulled the foreskin back exposing the head of his cock. "Go ahead missy, touch it, see if it's real."Claire pulled back. "No. No. We better go.""Come again. I'm here most every night from eight to midnight." The clerk chuckled as we left the store."Rodney wasn't that the most scary thing we've ever done? I can't believe that man asked me to touch his penis. I guess what some people say about them black men is true, I mean about them being kind of like animals. I mean his penis was almost big as a horse." Claire chattered about the cock all the way back to our room. That night she asked me how big my penis is. I didn't know. I thought it was normal. She wanted to know, so she retrieved a tape measure from her stitchery bag and measured. "Five inches, umm five and a half." Not much more was said until the next night. About eleven o'clock Claire said, "Rodney, let's go buy one of those rubber things.""You want to? You really mean it?""Yes.""OK, let's go," I replied."OK, let me comb my hair first." And Claire disappeared into the bathroom. When she came out I did a double take. She had taken down her braids, now her blond hair hung down below her shoulders. Instead of the loose blouse, she had on a white tube top with no bra. Her breasts even though small showed as perfect mounds and if you looked closely you could see the bumps of her nipples. She wore a thigh length skirt instead of the shorts that she had been wearing. She now wore shoes with low heels, which enhanced the shape of her legs. When we walked into the store, the clerk looked up and smiled. "Hey, you kids use up all that lube already. Must a been some hot fucking last night." He laughed. He was dressed the same as the previous night. I looked more closely at him. I couldn't say he was ugly but he wasn't good looking either. Yet he seemed to have a way about him that made you relax. "Um, ummm, don't missy look hot tonight. You're not the flat-chested little thing I thought you was. I hope that boyfriend of yours knows how to nibble proper on those little apples."Claire blushed. I had mixed feelings. I thought I should be angry at this stranger talking to my wife like that but I was feeling twinges of excitement."Can I see one of those rubber penis's?" Claire said.He took three white and one black from the display case and laid them out for Claire's inspection. He had moved them to the end of the counter by the pass-through opening. "Anything for little missy. O' course most people calls them cocks. Pick 'em up, feel 'em. Almost as good as the real thing."Claire touched one, then picked up another. She put it down and picked up the black one. "Now that's a good choice missy. Almost like Mathew's." He laughed. Claire squeezed and felt the black rubber cock, oblivious to the few other customers who came and went. "Here, see how they compare." As he spoke, the clerk took the dildo from her hand and pulled his cock part way out so that he could hold the rubber cock next to his cock. "What do you think? Do you think it looks like the real thing?" Claire stepped into the opening to look at his cock next to the rubber cock. "Go ahead missy, see if they feel different. You're man don't mind." He took her hand; she allowed him to guide her hand to his cock. I watched, mesmerized. At first she just lightly touched the black shaft with her fingertips. He guided her fingertips back and forth along the part of his cock that was exposed. He set the dildo down on the counter and Claire continued to rub his cock. "Go ahead missy, wrap your fingers around. Pull back and watch the head come out.'His cock looked big and black in the small white hand of my wife. She pulled the skin back and his high crowned cock head came into view. It was shiny, purplish and I could see his cock get hard."You never felt nothin like that before did you missy. I see some hard little nipples now."His hand pushed her top up exposing one breast. Her nipple was hard, erect and open to view by anyone in the store. "My, my. You got fine little titties. How big your titties girl?""Twenty-eight B." Claire whispered.She almost seemed to be in a trance. I could see her hand lightly fondling the black cock while she stared down at it. "Little missy, I thinks you'd like playing with a big nasty black cock. Never had nothing like that before have ya. I thinks you an me an yer boyfriend needs to party. No sense you buyin a rubber cock when I'll let play with a real one. Wadda ya say. I'm off work in five minutes." He talked quickly and Claire seemed to be nodding in agreement."I don't think that would be a good idea. I think we better go." I spoke as I was guiding Claire to the door."God Claire, I can't believe you were actually feeling his cock. I mean, right there in public. And guys were looking at you, they saw him pull your top up." We were walking to the car."What'd you think Rodney? Am I really nasty?""I guess you're nasty, I mean showing your tit and letting him feel it and feeling his cock. It was kind of fun."" I liked it. I think we should do it." Claire almost seemed to be demanding."Do it?" I stopped walking. "Do what?""Have a party. With him, you know. It's our last night. Nobody will ever know." She was now coaxing me back toward the store.Mathew came out as we approached the door. "Hey, little missy and boyfriend decided to come get me." He laughed and closed the distance between us. He pushed his way between us, putting his arm around both of us as if we were old friends. "So where's your car. What club you stayin at? We'll go there." His hand had disappeared down Claire's top: I knew he was playing with her nipple as we walked to the car.I was coming to the realization that although I hated this man's pushy, crude attitude, I was getting hard watching him fondle my wife. I also realized that Claire enjoyed having him fondle her in front of me.The ride to our hotel was short but seemed long as I watched the two of them in the back seat. As soon as they got in the car he began kissing her or maybe it was Claire that began the kissing. I could hear them talking, louder than a whisper but not loud enough for me to understand what was said. Whatever it was, Claire giggled quite a bit in between prolonged kisses. I could also hear the sucking sound as they kissed and I knew that she was sucking his tongue. I recognized it as one of her favorite things to do when kissing. I resisted the urge to turn my head and watch them; I just stole frequent glances of them in the rear view mirror. I felt like a peeping tom and it excited me.When we arrived at the casino the valet parking attendant watched as Claire and Mathew exited the rear seat. I felt my face flush when the attendant took the car key from me. All I could think of was " what if someone we know sees us." I hurried through the doors into the lobby, Claire and Mathew following behind giggling. I was anxious to get to our room, embarrassed that my wife was behind me being fondled by a black man. Claire on the other hand seemed almost to enjoy the looks of some of those we passed. In the elevator, an older white couple gawked as Claire made no effort to stop Mathew from pushing her tube top up to expose one breast. Once in the room, Claire wasted no time. She sat on the edge of the bed, pulling Mathew to stand in front of her. Mathew was removing his shirt while Claire ran her hand up the leg of his shorts. I just stood watching as her hand moved inside his shorts. I could see the outline of her hand, then saw the outline of his cock shaft. "Lookin for ya licress stick missy?" His hands were on her head."Umm, uh huh" she moaned as he pulled her face in to rub against the dirty shorts and the thickening shaft beneath. Claire rubbed her cheek against the outline of his cock. I could see the movement of her hand beneath the cloth pulling the shaft so that it pressed against her cheek. Then she pushed the shaft down so that the head of his cock was exposed out the bottom of his shorts. She began licking the cock head. I watched Claire's white face, his dirty white shorts, the tip of a black cock poking out, her pink tongue flicking around it. "Time to let the snake out missy. Ya got it woke up. Best pull down my shorts an see if ya can handle it." He laughed and Claire obeyed. She pulled her hand out from his shorts, then unsnapped and unzipped the shorts. She pulled them down and squealed softly as the large cock flopped free. Mathew stepped out of his shorts and at the same time pulled the tube top up over her head. His cock hung down, looked semi-hard. It bobbed against Claire's face and she attempted to nuzzle it."What ya think girl? Never had a nice big black cock before have ya?""Uh, uh" she kind of mumbled as she slowly fondled his cock. She was examining the shaft, kind of admiring it. She milked the skin back and gazed at the purple-black head. Mathew was now feeling her tits. His big black hands cupping and squeezing her tits. I noticed Claire twitch as he pinched or pulled a nipple. Then she opened her mouth and raised the cock to her lips. She stuck her tongue out and held her face still as she rubbed the cock over her tongue. Her hand slowly began to stroke the shaft and at the same time cradled the tip in her lips. She worked her mouth on the head for a while then began to take his cock deeper into her mouth. Mathew moved one hand to the back of her head and began forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. His other hand continued to work on her tit. I could see that he was squeezing her nipple much harder and Claire seemed to suck more rapidly with each squeeze. He would force his cock into her mouth, she would kind of gag and try to push him! back but he would hold her for a few seconds, urging her to take all of him. Then he would allow her to pull back, take his hand off of her head and wait a brief moment. Then, without any urging she would bury the cock in her mouth again and he would grab the back of her head and gently force her to take more of him. It was more than she could take but she wanted to take it all. I stood there watching this, not quite sure what to do or what I wanted to do. Finally I went to the bed and sat down next to Claire and began rubbing her pussy. She spread her legs at my touch. She was so wet that her panties were soaked. I rubbed my finger on the slit forcing her panty material into the groove. I pushed the panty aside so that I could feel her pussy and found that the outside of her pussy was sopping wet. I just ran my finger up and down her slit as I watched her lick and suck the black cock. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. I could see it glisten, wet with her saliva. God it looked black and big, the more so when contrasted with Claire's pale small face and her glistening blond hair. I stared at the vein that serpentined along the shaft. I watched the cock head emerge from my wife's mouth, her fist wrapped tightly around the shaft, her tongue licking into the piss hole. Mathew bent down and whispered in her ear. She just looked up at him, his cock in her mouth. But she also closed her legs, my hand trapped between her thighs, my finger barely in her wet cunt. Claire pushed my hand out from between her legs. She pulled the cock from her mouth, rubbing it briefly over her lips before turning to me. "Baby, know what I want? You to watch me. Do that for me baby, sit and watch?"I wanted to say "Hell, no! This has gone far enough." Instead I just nodded, realizing that I was getting excited watching her. "Get undressed baby and sit over there and watch. I wanna see you get hard watching me." She leaned her face to mine and kissed me, a wet sloppy tongue kiss. She swirled her tongue around in my mouth, and I could see, out of the corner of my eye, her hand slowly stroking his cock.I got up, undressed, moved a chair near the bed and sat down to watch. Mathew pulled Claire to a standing position and told her to remove her skirt and panties. Then there they stood, naked before me, embracing. He was again kissing her and she was moaning. I could see the tip of his cock poking out as it was squeezed between them. Then she knelt before him, opened her mouth to take his cock again. Mathew held her head, one big black hand resting on top of her lovely blond hair. With his other hand he grabbed his cock, pulling it away from her yearning mouth."Wha chu want white girl? Claire looked momentarily puzzled. "Oh god, I just want to suck it.""Suck what?""Your cock.""Ya mean my big nigger cock?""Uh huh.""Say it then girl."She knew now. "Oh god, I want to suck your big black nigger cock."I knew the way she said it, that she was getting even more turned on. I knew when she said that, she really meant it. Mathew then proceeded to slap his cock against her face. His cock was large enough that he could wrap his fingers around the base and have enough black meat to use as a club. Claire just moaned."Get on da bed. Spread yo legs, let's see if that white pussy ready for some black cock."She obeyed. She lay on her back on the bed. She opened her legs and seductively spread her pussy lips open for his inspection. Mathew knelt on the bed between her legs, rather roughly forced her legs further apart. He looked at me as he pushed his middle finger into her. He did it slowly. She arched her back. "Um, um, nice and wet and tight." His finger worked slowly in and out of her cunt. He moved her slightly to make sure that I could see his finger fucking my wife. And I watched. My cock was hard and I began to stroke myself. Any anger or apprehension which I had had, was now gone. I saw him begin to use two fingers in her cunt. She winced a little when he went in but she kept rolling her hips to push against his fingers. His thumb was now rubbing her clit, which brought loud groans from her. She was reaching around towards him; her hand was searching for his cock. She finally twisted around enough so that she could grab his cock while he finger fucked her. I watched her little white hand wrap around the black shaft, stroking it, pulling on it. I watched his black hand working on her pale white pussy, two black fingers pushing in and out of her, spreading her pussy open as his fingers pulled out, the soft pink inner folds of her pussy contrasted against the rough black fingers."Squeeze it baby. Ya like grabbing my black cock, don't ya? Dat lil white pussy getting nice an hot an wet?""Ohh shit, damn, oh, do it." He pulled his finger from her pussy, pushed her back onto her back and began slapping his cock against her pussy. "Wha chu want girl? "Oh god, fuck me.""Fuck you? With what?""Oh god please. I want you to fuck me. I want your black cock."Claire now was reaching between her legs, grabbing his cock, trying to pull it into her pussy. Mathew let go of his cock and smiled as he watched Claire guiding his cock to her pussy. As she rubbed the head against her pussy lips he pushed it in. Claire gasped as it entered her. "Oh! Yes! Get in me! Uhh, easy, it's too big"Mathew pushed her legs up. He slapped her ass hard as he pushed into her. He buried the shaft all the way in her tight little cunt and held it there for a few seconds. Then he began to slowly fuck her. The large black cock was now riding slowly in and out of her white pussy. Claire brought her legs down to wrap around his ass. I could see her pussy lips spread around his cock, as he stroked out the lips pulled outward holding onto the dark shaft. On the inward stroke her pussy lips sort of rolled inward a little. I had moved closer, watching this, my heart pounding. Mathew bent his head to her small tits as he fucked her. Claire wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into her. Then I saw black lips engulf my wife's pink nipple. I could see his yellow teeth grip her nipple and pull it outward. Claire just moaned loudly and ground her cunt into his cock."Oh jeezus, that feels so fucking big in me." She was panting. "Make it go deep in me. Fuck me. Fuck me deep. Oh god, fuck me."His pace increased. His black ass moving faster and faster with her white legs urging him on. I could see that she was trying to pull him deeper into her pussy. I could see the muscles on her legs tighten as she pulled his cock into her. I watched her lily white hips grind against the black pelvis."Ya gottit now girl. Ya got some nice black cock in ya. Work it baby. Talk to me.""Ohh, yes. I feel it. Uh, uh, harder, please, yes.""Little white girl likes black cock don't she? You a slut for black cock now missy. Tell me you a slut white bitch."The fucking was feverish. "Oh shit yes, I'm a slut. I'm a slut for black cock. I am, I am.""Tell me ya want it, ya want my juice don't ya. Ya wan cha lil white cunt full o black cum don't ya?""Yesss, yesss, do it, cum in me, I want it. Harder, harder.""Take it bitch." He groaned and was cumming in her. He fucked her with slow deep strokes, shooting cum in her on each stroke. I could see the white goo begin to seep out of her cunt as he continued to fuck her."Ohh shit, oh yesss. I feel it, I feel your cum. I'm cumming. Don't stop. I'm cumming."Claire was pulling Mathew into her with her arms and legs. I could see her squeezing him into her. Her hips were working feverishly, fucking him, trying to work his cock deep into her. Then she seemed to just collapse. Her arms flopped out to her side; her head dropped back onto the bed, her legs splayed outward onto the bed. Mathew pushed himself back up to a kneeling position. I watched the shiny black shaft pulling out of her pussy. Cum flowed out her pussy, dribbled down towards her ass hole. The streaks of white cum on his cock stood out against the blackness. He moved around to her head. His soft black shaft hung over face. She gazed at it, smiling. She stuck out her tongue and he rubbed the head of his cock on her tongue. She then took his cock in her hand and lovingly licked the length of the shaft, licked the cum and cunt juice from the soft cock. She wrapped her hand around the shaft and squeezed it forcing a few drops of liquid from the tip. Her tongue stretched to lick the last drops from the tip."Lil missy like that black cock don't she?""Uh huh""I thinks yo man like seein his lil white wife get fucked by black cock. Ya like watchin boy?I didn't say anything. "Go give your boy a nice kiss, I think da cat got his tongue." He laughed a sort of wicked laugh.Claire slid over and kissed me. I knew she had just sucked his cum off of his cock yet I gladly took her tongue into my mouth.Mathew was pulling on his shorts and shirt. "Lil missy wanna meet a couple a my friends we can get together tomorrow night. They got nice big cocks too. Big and black." He laughed."We got to go tomorrow. This is our last night." Claire was obviously interested, there was a tone of regret in her voice."Well maybe next time. You come back, come see me. We'll get you a good party." He was moving to the door. Wham bam, thank you maam. I could tell that for Mathew, Claire was just another white chick hot for black cock. We had just become another white couple whose husband liked to watch the wife get used by a big black cock.That was the beginning. Six months later, Claire had me take her back to Las Vegas. I know Mathew didn't recognize us but he was happy to fuck her again. For the next few years we would take a vacation about every six months, trying other cities. We learned where and how to meet black men for her to fuck. Finally we decided to move to one of the cities. She has a couple of regular men that fuck her. But she still likes to go out and meet new guys.The End[If you enjoyed this story and would like to say thanks - then please do. I'd also be interested in your gender and age (20's 30's etc.). I always enjoy hearing what you've been doing and what turns you on. Write to laffwithme99@hotmail.com or laffwithme99@yahoo.com~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 19 |
tease.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/28/tease.txt | My name is Jenny, and I have lots of sexy stories to tell, but I'll start with my best one...When I was, just 14 years old, I really liked to show off my little sexy body to older men; my uncles and neighbors, and especially my daddy. These older men would stare, and I could see their big cocks grow. I loved the feeling I got and the power I felt. All I had to do to get anything I wanted was to hike up my skirt or rub my titties against any man.The first time I did this was with my uncle Bill. I sat on his lap by the pool one day and felt how hard he was. I asked him if he could loan me $20.00 so I could go to the movie, and as he reached into his pocket, I felt his cock with my hand. He handed me a $50.00 dollar bill and said that I could keep it, if I rubbed him. We both jumped into the water, and I stroked his hard cock until he came. I really liked doing it, and I made money, too.After that, whenever I wanted something, I'd flirt with an older friend or uncle and always get what I wanted. All it took was just a little jacking off, and once in a while I'd suck a cock for a big favor.In the last few months I had done this with all of my mom and dad's brothers, sometime many times. They never told a soul. It was great.When I started driver's education, I kept trying to talk my dad into a new car just for me. He would always say, "not yet." The day I turned 16, I got my dad alone, and as we hugged, I told him that I had always got excited whenever I saw him nude, which was many times. He told me that it was wrong, but as I touched his cock, it started to get hard. I then told him that I'd played and sucked all of his brothers and was saving my pussy just for him, and that he could fuck his sexy young daughter any time he wanted, if he would buy me a car.That night he entered my room and told me he would get me a car, but that I had to prove I would take care of him. I stood up in the bed, then dropped to my knees and took out his hard cock. I sucked him for a few minutes and then lay back and told him to take my cherry. He had a nice big cock and he fucked me good.The next day I got a brand new Mustang convertible.I've kept taking care of all my uncles, but I only fuck my daddy. (I do this several times a week.)I'm having a little trouble in school. I wonder if any of my teachers would like to join my fan club?...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 28 |
sexbully.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/49/sexbully.txt | I moved out of my parent's home in Fresno and into the outskirts of Los Angeles because the warehousing company I worked for moved there. My parents and I weren't on the best of terms anyway and didn't protest much. In fact, they told me not to come back. I didn't have a car (I had a bicycle), so had to find a place to live that was close to our new warehouse. Pickings were slim, but I found one place. On my humble earnings I was barely able to afford the meager "room for rent" that was my new home. It was a motel type place where you could rent a room at weekly rates. My room was about 12 feet across and 18 feet from the door to the back wall. Just bare furnishings; a low dresser along the south wall (to the left as you entered), a queen sized bed on the west wall, a table/desk and chair on the east wall. Near the north (back) wall was a doorway to a closet type area where the sink was. No toilet, those and showers were down the hall in a common bathroom. In the north eastern corner, near the ceiling, was a TV mounted on a swivel. Each room had a TV with cable (HBO or Showtime in those days was considered "cable"), but no phones. There was one in the hall. There was also a 10:00 PM curfew for visitors, all of whom had to come in and out through a door next to the manager's room, although my window didn't have a screen and faced an alley in the back. It was all I could afford, so I took it. As I said, I didn't have a car and wasn't very outgoing either, so I spent a lot of time by myself, out of necessity but also by choice. I would read, watch TV, or jerk off in the privacy of my very own place. That to me was freedom. My troubles started about 6 months after moving there. I know it was around February or March of '84 because I was doing my taxes and trying to figure out why I OWED money to Uncle Sam on a $5.30 an hour salary. It was about 9:15 PM and I heard a light rapping on my window. I looked out to see a scruffy looking guy on a bike. He was trying to talk through the glass, but I couldn't make it out. He motioned towards the front of the building and I knew he wanted to be let it, not an uncommon thing. So, feeling generous, I walked down the hall and let him in. "Thanks man," he said. "I came to see a buddy of mine, but I don't think he's home. I don't see his car." "No problem," I replied, not particularly caring to know his business. As I walked back to my room, it seemed we were going the same way and as it turned out his friend's room was at the other end of the hall. So as I opened my door he thanks me again and asks me my name. "Ned," I told him. His was Jerry. I went back to my taxes. Not long after, there was a knock at the door. It was Jerry. Apparently his friend wasn't home and he wanted to know if he could "crash" for a while until he got home. Grudgingly I said sure. He began to tell me about how he and the friend were going to go buy some beer and that I was more than welcome to join in. At that point in my life I didn't drink, so I declined. Jerry was a largish sort of guy. Bigger than I was. I must have been about 5'9" and weighted 135 lbs. He was a good 6 foot and a stocky 210 or so. He looked very rumpled, his clothes were dirty from wear and not being washed. His hair was disheveled and he had a slight "funk." He must have been about 26 or 28 years old. He told me he used to live in this "complex" and knew his way around. He went for the door and said he'd be back shortly. I hoped not, but he left his jacket so I knew he'd return. It was some time before he did, probably 20 minutes. He had gone to the community bathroom, scrounged up some soap, and taken a shower. He was a bit more presentable now except for the disarrayed, wet hair. He sat on the foot of the bed where I sat at the top head, leaning against the wall. He asked what I was doing and I told him my taxes and about the money I owed (I think it was like $200, but seemed like millions on my budget). I should have guessed his reply would be "Man, I just don't pay 'em." He was Mexican and had that "vato" quality in his voice. It seemed like he spoke too loud and that his voice echoed off the walls of my small room. I forget all of the small talk that passed between us, but at about 10:20 or so I was wondering where his friend was, or if this "friend" existed. I questioned him subtly on this and by his descriptions it seemed he did indeed know the guy down the hall whom I had seen on occasion. Jerry was supposed to stay there overnight (breaking the rules) because he had been bouncing from place to place since getting out of jail a few months earlier. He was the trashy type of person you see in most any city. The kind that you see on "Cops" getting arrested for drug offenses, so I wasn't too surprised to hear he had been in jail. He looked like the type that might break into your car or house. Thankfully I didn't really have anything to steal. He asked about my job and about what I did for fun. I told him I read and watched TV for the most part. I told him I had friends at work, but not the kind you would see outside of work. As the conversation was dwindling, or because of it, he decided to watch TV. He flipped around until he landed on Showtime, which was showing a porno movie. Not figuring I'd get any more work done (actually I WAS done but was using the taxes as an excuse to ignore Jerry to some extent), I sat and watched the movie. This REALLY made me wish he'd leave, because this movie was getting me in the mood to jack off. As I recall, the movie had something to do with this actress with huge tits going down on a producer to get a part, and the director walking in and butt fucking her simultaneously. I knew this was having an effect on Jerry because all he said was "Fuck yeah" and "God Damn!" during that scene. Not being the kind of guy who liked to talk about sex. I'd only done it a couple times in my life and had always felt less than experienced in such conversations, so I tried to change the subject. There was a guy in the movie with a cock about 11 inches long. Being as uninformed as I was, I figured all cocks were about 7 or 8 inches like mine. I asked, "I guess that guy had his dick enlarged or something, huh?" "Maybe, probably not. Why, does it look big to you?" "Yeah, it's pretty big," I replied. "No cock could be that big naturally!" "Mine has to be at least that big," he said. "Maybe bigger." "Oh yeah, right, " I offered, not wanting to get into an "I got a big cock," conversation, either. "Hell yeah man," he continued. "My dick drives women wild! Once they see it, they have to suck it. And once they suck it, they want it every night!" By now I was getting tired of this guy and his machismo. "Whatever," I replied. "What, you don't believe me," he questioned. "I'll tell you what, it's bigger and prettier than your pencil dick!" Now, I had been told that I had a good sized cock, and took a bit of pride in that, so I took offense to the "Pencil dick" comment. "Yeah, right," I answered. He glared at me a moment, the only time his eyes had come away from the sexcapades before us. After a pause, he said, "I bet mine makes yours look like a toothpick." "No way," I sneered, hoping if nothing else to make him mad enough to leave. "I bet you, twenty bucks!" With that he pulled out a small wad of twenties and tens. I would have been surprised to find that he had even 5 bucks. "I don't have twenty bucks," I snapped. It was the truth. "Hey, man, that's not my problem! Take the bet or admit mine's bigger!" "Dude, I told you, I ain't got twenty bucks." Jerry just looked at me for a bit, then watched TV for a while. Presently, he returned to the subject. "If your dick's bigger than mine, I'll give you 20. If mine is bigger, you give me head." "WHAT?!" I screeched. "You want me to suck your dick for 20 bucks! No fucking way!" "Hey man, I been away for a long time. I'll take the head instead of the cash." "I'm not going to bet you head against 20 bucks.""Okay, fifty!" I could have used the twenty, let alone the fifty. I wondered if he did in fact have a big cock and if he would indeed pay me. But I couldn't go through with it. I fudged. "Dude, I don't CARE how big your dick is. It's not that important to me." "That's because you know you have a pencil dick and mine is twice as big as yours!" Jerry was getting a bit agitated and emotional by now. The last thing I wanted was an irate ex-con kicking my ass, so I tried to concede a bit to calm him down. "Maybe your dick's like an inch bigger than mine. I'm not going to suck your dick for an inch, so drop it." Jerry seemed a bit more amiable at that point. He said, "If you're within an inch of my dick, you get twenty and I'll suck your dick. If yours is any bigger than mine, I'll give you 50 and do you too. Otherwise it's a blow job me." My first thought was that my length HAD to be within an inch of his. Twenty bucks seemed like a sure thing. I also thought about how little money I had and how long it was till payday. But then I thought, "What the hell, he's probably not serious anyway." So I agreed. "Alright," I said, "let's do it." He smiled and said, "Okay, we match 'em up hard." On TV, the chick with the tits was on her back on the producer's desk being fucked so hard the desk shook and tits flopped everywhere. We were soon ready. I was nervous as we went to the mat. I wanted to be the first one out for some reason, so I reached into my sweats and whipped it out and tried to squeeze it to its fullest. As I said, about 7 to 8 inches. Jerry sneered and laughed as he unzipped his jeans and hauled out his cock... "SHIT!" I sucked my first and last dick that day. He was at least 12 inches ling and my jaw was one sore son of a bitch after he was done with my mouth.I'll never forget that experience, I'll tell you!END?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 49 |
working.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/working.txt | I had worked with Castro Kitchens and Bathrooms for about 4 years and we would take about one to two weeks to fit a really good kitchen. We worked as a small team of two joiners, a plumber, electrician and tiler with the floor being fitted by outside contractors. My job, I suppose, was foreman, as I had to coordinate everyone and keep the job on schedule. At 35, I was the oldest of the group and in pretty good shape. Apart from my age, I was the odd one out in another way, I was gay. Not screaming, camp, effeminate gay, just an ordinary guy who looked the marrying type but gay!My latest sidekick was Gordon. He was the sort of guy who worked for today and his wage packet at the end of the week. He did what he was told but couldn't plan from one end of a work surface to the other. He was 21 and not a bad joiner, just a bad planner. As the others tended to come and go on each job, Gordon and I found ourselves together for much of the time and talked about anything and everything from last night's television, to football to his unsuccessful or successful dates. We had been working together for about 9 months before the subject I knew was going to come up, did. We had been discussing his new girlfriend, some 18 year old bleached blonde called Carla, when the question was asked."So Lewis, how come you never married?"I decided to go for, "never met the right one," but it didn't work. It's funny how simple minds can often be the most incisive."But if you never go out, you're never going to meet anyone and, let's face it, you aren't getting younger!"It took him one more day before the penny dropped. "God you don't look gay at all. You're just like the rest of us." Then the questions started. "Do you actually stick it in a guy's bum" and "what exactly do you do," came next?I pointed out that my penis had, in fact been inserted in a number of anuses but I actually enjoyed the feeling of man meat in MY anus."Doesn't it hurt what if it's a big one do you wear condoms?" The questions continued driving me mad. He knew absolutely nothing about gays or the gay life but give him his due. He didn't go blabbing to the other guys about it either, which was a blessing. I wasn't ashamed of being gay but couldn't be bothered with the hassle.Now Gordon was a bit thick but he was also cute. I like guys to be a little broader than he was but I had gleaned from him that though he was slim and wiry, he was quite well blessed in the lower regions and if anything is attractive to me in a guy, it's a big dick. Once he found out I was gay, I had to be careful about investigating his sexual attributes too much in case he thought I was coming on to him. It didn't seem to cross his mind that I would though.For the purposes of eroticism, perhaps I should describe Gordon. He stood about 5 feet 10 inches, very slim, probably only about 29 inch waist, but he had good muscles and a beautifully shaped bubble butt. His jeans were always washed out and showed real promise with a hose sliding down his left leg that I would dearly have loved to have in my mouth. His boxers, frequently showed above his jeans, further adding to my excitement. His face was a slim clean shaven face a bit like a 21 year old pre-teen. It looked like his body had grown up but his face still looked as though he hardly shaved. His chest had a few little hairs but that was it. So again, not really my type but it's funny how non-availability makes someone sexy. My 6 feet height and broad body seemed to tower above him. I presume you now have the picture so now the story.Carla and Gordon had been seeing each other now for almost 4 months. She had given birth at 16 to some anonymous boyfriend and now had a council house supplied to her as a single mother for a peppercorn rent. This gave Gordon a bolthole from his parent's house where he still officially stayed. I had seen Carla. She had a body most men would love to get their hands on and provided she didn't speak, I'm sure most would enjoy. Her hair was blondish though I had a feeling her pubic hair didn't match it but she had what looked like a 38 inch bust, 26 inch waist and 38 inch hips. Pear shaped bums do little for me but I presumed hers were perfect as far as girls go. Her teeth were dazzling white and until she spoke, she could pass as a model. Sadly her knowledge of the English language was somewhat limited and four letter words beginning with "c" and "f" seemed to make up about 50% of her vocabulary. However according to Gordon she went like a rabbit and was "game for anything." I presume if he got her drunk enough to shut up, he could still enjoy himself. Gordon was no scholar himself so perhaps he enjoyed knowing someone who looked up to his "superior knowledge!"Anyway it was Monday morning and after the electrician had left and we were alone in the house we were kitting out, Gordon suddenly mentioned that he had bought a video camera at the weekend "off a mate." It was seemingly brand new, latest model Sony and only £200.00. This suggested to me that perhaps his mate had acquired it through dubious means, especially since the instruction book was missing."It'll be great to take videos of the little one as she grows up," said Gordon, the "little one" being his 18 month old surrogate child."Yeh," said I in a disinterested manner."Do you know much about them," he kept on. "You can save all your videos on the computer and edit them can't you?""Yeh," I repeated. I had done a bit of editing but I couldn't tell him the type of films I was expert at editing and burning to DVD. Let's put it this way, you could guess the ending in all of them!"If I took films you could sort them for me couldn't you""Yeh."It took until mid afternoon before the subject returned. "We fancied making some homemade porn movies," he said, "Carla really fancies doing something really dirty."Now that moved me away from monosyllabic answers!"Really," I said, "and how are you going to do that since you'll be in the movies?""Shit, I hadn't thought of that!"The silence lasted a further five minutes. "You could do them for us. You being gay and that, you wouldn't be fancying Carla so I wouldn't be jealous and you are also discreet."God bless him. It hadn't occurred that I may not get turned on seeing Carla being fucked but would sure as Hell be turned on seeing him doing the fucking."Carla wouldn't want that," I said."Carla would be as hot as fuck if you were filming us. She thinks you are sexy."I was beginning to like where this was going. "Well as a favour to you two I would be happy to take the film and also to edit it and make it into a DVD for you.""That would be awesome," he said. "I can't wait to see what Carla thinks."It seemed that Carla shared his enthusiasm and he secretly told me she wanted to see what I had in my pants so would ask that I was stripped too so they wouldn't be embarrassed. No problem there for me as long as the little horndog gave me plenty opportunities to see his cock in action and film it!It moved really quickly from there. Saturday night next was the date. We would meet at 7.00pm, have some drinks, go back to her house where baby was being farmed out to Gordon's parents and they would fuck while I filmed. Sounded great! Saturday came, we met, we drank, they got quite pissed but I tried really hard to hold back as I wanted my wits about me for any eventuality, and by 9.30 pm the pair of them were staggering into her front door. They went for a communal shower while I set things up. The camera had a little tabletop stand so it could stand alone and I made sure the lighting was right. The house had little furniture but did have a large sofa bed, so I pulled part of that out for a base and that was it. I could hear giggling and squealing from the bathroom and a few minutes later the arrived back into the main room, her in bra and pants and him in his boxer shorts."Come one, get 'em off," said Carla.I stripped down to my briefs and that seemed to satisfy them. Carla's tongue was down Gordon's throat anyway so I started filming. His shorts were tented where his cock was already struggling to break free and she was squeezing the tip. He released her tits with some difficulty by popping her bra up, then eventually managing to release the clasp. She looked at me as he sucked her tits. It was 18 years since I had seen a female naked and sexually aroused and it hadn't done much for me then but this time the pressure wasn't on me so I could watch and get aroused at Gordon's arousal. My cock started to grow just as Gordon, lowered himself to his knees and pulled Carla's panties down. She stepped out of them now fully naked. She kept looking at me, obviously enjoying me watching her. Gordon was oblivious, completely engrossed in what he was doing. As his tongue started to lick her pubic area, he delved between her neatly trimmed "V" shape to insert it into her crack. She looked and smiled at me, nodding in the direction of my erection. "Looks like I can raise the dead," she said.I hadn't the heart to point out that it was the prospect of seeing her boyfriend's cock at long last that was creating the effect. He pushed her back on to the couch and I zoomed in on her open cunt. It was wet from his mouth and he stood slightly back to give me access with the lens. Carla pulled the lips apart. Gordon dived back in again licking and slurping. He moved up and kissed her heavily and slightly clumsily on the mouth, his tongue diving into her mouth as he did so. Carla asked for another wine. I laid the camera down and gave it to her. Gordon was licking her out as she drank."Give Gordon the camera Lewis," she said, "and let him film me."I handed the camera to him and as I stood alongside them, she pulled my briefs down. I tried to move back but she grabbed my stiff cock. Gordon started to film, rubbing his crotch with his free hand. I thought, "If this turns him on then I might as well go along for a few minutes."She sucked me and, to be honest, the erection failed slightly but when Gordon dropped his shorts and released his cock I jumped immediately. Out sprung a long, uncut cock which was about 8 inches in length but surprisingly thin. It had a slight bend towards the left but not too much. His hair was thick around his cock and balls but he was not excessively so. His balls were quite small in comparison but hung loosely below. My cock was hard as nails as Carla slurped, happily assuming that her action was working on this poof. My 7-inches were at least thicker than his and it crossed my mind that it would probably be more satisfying to a girl. He moved across and though obviously excited by Carla's actions, ignored me sexually, taking his hands to her breasts. She took her free hand and started to stroke his cock. I checked that the video, now standing alone on a table, was still filming this. She pulled his cock to her mouth and tried to suck both of us. Just the feel of his hot flesh as our cocks made contact, made me grow more."I've gotta fuck her," he said.I slipped my cock out of her mouth and returned to my "professional" role as photographer my cock sticking out and up obscenely. Gordon rolled her over and lay behind her, lifting her leg as he entered her. I assumed he had seen this position from the porno movies as it gave me a perfect shot as his cock slid into her cunt. He started thrusting, with both hands holding her tits as he did so.Her juices were clearly visible on his cock flesh as he pumped in and out. This was great footage and I was really looking forward to wanking off to it in the privacy of my own home later. I have to say that Carla looked absolutely pissed. Her reactions to him were quite slow and she was responding almost automatically rather than in the height of passion."I want fucked by Gordon," she slurred."Shit," I thought, "I don't really want to fuck you."Gordon didn't hear her so she repeated it. "I want Gordon's big cock in me!""Eh well OK, but he is a poof," he said, almost as though I wasn't involved in the decision.I handed Gordon the video as I made my way between her legs and felt my slowly dwindling cock enter her warm soft channel. I didn't usually fuck much but when I did, I preferred the tightness of a guy's arse to this. She clenched herself and I managed to get some rhythm going, all the time looking at Gordon stroking his lovely cock for my visual support. He filmed and I fucked for about 10 minutes. Carla grunted and made lewd comments but sometime after minute 8, I think she fell asleep."Here, give her to me," Gordon said in a rather impatient tone. "I'm so fucking horny I could shag my mother. She's always doing this to me just as I'm ready to fucking cum."He slid in behind her prone body, took some lubricant and slid his finger into her arse. She made an "ow" sound and then drifted back to sleep. He lubed his cock and started to push into her hole and I videoed every minute of this. He managed about 2 inches in before she shot bolt upright and screamed "fuck off!" He plopped out.She went back to sleep. I shrugged my shoulders as Gordon stood with a very hard cock in his hands, looked very pissed off.He looked at me. "Do you want it," he said?"What," said I naively?"This," he said thrusting his cock out obscenely. "I'm no poof but if I can't have her arse, I'll have yours."Call me cheap if you want but you wouldn't believe the speed I moved at. The video was set up (I wasn't going to miss this) and I was lubed in seconds. He wasn't protected by I was well aware that both of them had recently tested negative for HIV and I knew I was. I really didn't want anything to change his mind. He pushed me doggy fashion on the floor, with Carla sleeping not a yard from me and started to enter. He was surprisingly patient as he slid into me. He took it an inch at a time, pulling back and sliding in until his entire beautiful, heterosexual, dreamy boy meat was all inside me. He then started to fuck. Boy could he fuck! He took a good steady pace and held my hips as he shagged me so beautifully. He leaned down on to me as he fucked and kissed my back. I so wanted his lips but knew that wouldn't be forthcoming.I was flipped over on to my back and my legs lifted as he entered me from the front. My cock was like a flagpole sticking straight up in the air. He actually took it in his hand and stroked it in an amateur way before returning to fucking me. He held both my ankles and he hammered away and then told me he was cumming. He groaned as I gripped his cock with my sphincter and then with one push, he stopped, making only small moves as I felt the hot fluid pump inside me. Eight long squirts could be felt pulsating in me before he withdrew."Cum on her face," he said, nodding to the sleeping Carla.I couldn't refuse him. He took the video and with just three strokes, my cock exploded over Carla's upper chest, face, and hair covering her lips as it did so. He zoomed in on her. We both laughed nervously."Can you edit the middle bit out before you give us the movie," he asked. "Yes if you want," I said, "but there won't be much in the middle bit to make a separate DVD," I said."We might add to it though," he said innocently."I'd like that," I replied as we nervously started to mop up and dress.We did, and I had a wonderful DVD for the times in between. Sorry to say he didn't turn gay but when he was horny and being refused, I was happy to be the spare hole to keep him satisfied.ENDkewtieboy@hotmail.com |
payback.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/payback.txt | It all started when my wife and I were going to go to a wedding back in my old college town. My wife, April, attended college there with me and knew a lot of the locals. With the added company of our old college buddies, it was too much like old times to pass up. When April and I were packing for the trip I noticed she packed the dress that she knew I loved. It was a VERY tight fitting strapless dress that stopped about 2 inches from her knees. The material was so tight that she could not wear underwear with it, which is part of the reason why I loved it so much. Aprils figure showed out in it very well. She is about 5"10" and 120 lbs. Her tits are c cups and her ass is amazing, just big enough and also very firm. We made the drive into town and checked into our hotel. When we got there I was ready to fuck and I tackled her and playfully pushed her onto the bed. While I was removing her clothes she told me she was going to ovulate soon and that I had to wear a condom. I reluctantly told her that I would but that I was not cumming in the condom. She looked at me puzzled but lost her thoughts when my tongue darted into her puss. You have to understand, April loves to have her pussy eaten. Sucked, licked, fucked, you name it - she loves it. I also didn't mind it. She tasted great and I loved the wetness when I was ready to fuck her. After about 20 minutes of me eating her cunt, and after about 4 orgasms for her, she begged me to fuck her. I slid the condom on as she watched closely, begging for me to hurry. After I got the condom rolled onto my 7 inch cock I began to mount her. Her legs were spread wide and her pussy was gaping open. I lowered myself into her cunt. When I had just the head of my cock in her I told her to hold her breath and with one long, hard thrust I was buried inside her. Her back arched and her tits came to my face. She grabbed my arms over the shock of my dick invading her tight cunt. I grabbed her by the wrists and pulled them over her head and held them. I reached under the bed and retrieved the rope I placed under there earlier. With one movement I had her arms tied to the bedpost. She was all mine. I kept my dick in her as I began to suck on her tits. She was going nuts with lust. Her breaths became short as I began to thrust into her, sending her over the edge. Her pussy clamped down on my dick and she started moaning. I started talking to her and said, "Yes, cum on my hard dick. You love it when I fuck your hot, tight cunt. Dont you." She replied, "Yes." "What do you want me to do now?" "I want you to fuck my cunt." I replied, "Im not cumming in this condom, where do you want it?""I dont care. Just dont cum in me," she replied. I began pumping her for all she was worth. She was constantly moaning and talking. I started pulling out to the head and ramming it in her then I began pumping her deep. It wasnt long before I felt my cum rise from my balls. "Open your mouth." I told her. She looked at me puzzled because I know that she doesnt want it in the face. She hates it when I cum on her face. She said, "No," as I pull out of her and clutch my dick and climbed up her chest. Her arms are tied still so she cant move with my weight on top of her. I couldnt take the pressure anymore so I pointed my dick at her beautiful face and let go. The first stream hit her on the forehead. I pumped my dick again and the second hit her lips. The third, fourth and fifth hit her cheeks and rolled down to her neck. She was covered in my cum and I loved it. She was mad as hell however. After I untied her she marched to the shower and got dressed without even talking to me.Soon it was time to leave so we drove to the wedding. April was still pissed and told me that she would get me back before the night was over. I apologised and went about my way for the rest of the day. After the wedding was over the reception was at a local bar so we went there. It was about 9:00 by now and the drinks and the music started going. This was when April seen one of my old buddies. Ben was his name and he always wanted April. She never would give into him because she was true to me. Some things never change and Ben started flirting with April right in front of me. I interrupted them and April said that she and Ben were going to dance. She then whispered into my ear "Payback is a bitch." This is when I knew things were going to get bad. They danced a couple of songs and I knew Ben was getting a treat. April's ass was only covered by the thin material of her dress and she was rubbing it all over his cock. He occasionally reached down to grab her ass when he thought no one was looking. Id seen it all however and I went to take a piss. The bar had a downstairs area that was blocked off. I knew the owner so I went down there to use the pisser. I knew April didnt see me leave because she was all over Bens cock on the dance floor. When I came out of the pisser I heard voices downstairs and I wondered who it was because this bar had been closed. I was surprised to see April and Ben there talking. April was leaning on the pool table and Ben was standing in front of her. I listened in and heard April say, "I've waited for this for awhile." Just about that time I saw her lower herself to her knees. She unbuckled Ben's pants and pulled out his rock hard cock. I could see it through the shadows and it was a medium sized cock, about 6.5 inches. What was impressive was the size of his balls, they were huge. I knew he had about a quart in them awaiting her. April engulfed his dick with her cocksucking mouth. I froze. I could not move. Then I thought to myself, this must be my payback. She is going to fuck Ben right here, right now. I watched as she blew his cock, sliding back and fourth over his dick. Ben grabbed her head and began fucking her face. She had nowhere to go because the pool table was behind her. Soon Ben tensed up, and April moved away. She grabbed his cock and told him to save his load. Ben looked at her, pissed, and said "for what?" Then with one sift motion, April grabbed her dress and pulled it up over her ass, exposing her soaked cunt. "For this," she said as she fingered her cunt. She also lowered the top half of her dress exposing her tits and turned around and bent over the pool table. She turned around and looked Ben in the eye and said "Fuck Me." Ben stepped closer to April with his dick sticking straight out. April turned and took his dick in her hand and guided it into her hot cunt. Ben grabbed Aprils hips for leverage and slowly thrust forward. Aprils head threw back with pleasure and soon Ben was in her balls deep. He pulled out completely and sank back into her again. Moans filled the room as he began to fuck my wife. I could hear his ball sack slapping her ass as he fucked her. He fucked her for about 10 minutes or so when he said that he was going to cum soon. April told him to stop and she climbed on top of the pool table. He asked her if she was on the pill and she said no. She said it was a good time of the month for her. I thought to myself, "Shes lying!" Just then April spread her legs wide and bunched her dress under her ass so that her cunt was elevated. He stuck his cock back in my beautiful wife and pounded her pussy. With each stroke the pool table shook and April was whining. Ben then said again that he was going to cum. All April could say was "Fill me with your cum, shoot it in me!" Then I saw Ben's ass tighten and he started grunting. Several times he grunted, flooding her cunt with his seed. I knew he was filling my wife completely, probably impregnating her. After Ben was done he climbed off and got dressed and got back to the party. He left her there. When we were alone I walked over to April, still lying on the table, legs spread. I stood shocked. Did she plan this?"Did you like that?" I asked. She looked at me and said, "Payback is a bitch isnt it?"I looked at her cunt and her lips were swollen and red. There was no cum leaking out however. I asked, "Didnt he cum in you?""Oh yes," was her reply. "It's still up inside me because my cunt is elevated, and it cant get out. Lie down on the table." Not wanting to argue I climbed beside her and lay down. She slowly got up and put a leg on each side of my face. I could see directly up her cunt. "Here is your payback asshole," She started fingering her cunt and moaning and she brought herself to orgasm. When her pussy quivered and she started cumming, she lowered it onto my face. Ben's cum shot out all over me. She grabbed my hair and rode my nose and my tongue till she came again. "Eat it!" she said. I knew this was one hell of a payback. ENDFeedback requested: goduke507@yahoo.com |
ryan.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/ryan.txt | Fourteen Year old Ryan was standing looking out of his bedroom window. He was bored. It was quite a hot Saturday afternoon, but most of his pals were on holiday, and he could not be bothered going into town and looking to see if any that were not on holiday, were about.Ryan was dressed just in a pair of little shorts, as it was so warm. As he stood looking out at the clear sky, something pale and moving caught his eye from the garden next door, and looking down, he gasped in shock, as what he could see as he gazed down in utter amazement was Debbie, the 11 year old daughter of his neighbours, completely naked, standing in the garden.Ryan could hardly believe his eyes.. He and Debbie were good friends, and often played together, but as she was still only 11 years old, he never had any sexual feelings towards her. She was just standing there, in her garden completely naked and quite unworried about it. Ryan realised that Debbie was beginning to blossom out slightly. She had a really cute pair of buttocks, and her slim body was beginning to show other signs of approaching woman hood.Ryan could see the first swellings of her young breasts, and her little pink nipples. He suddenly became aware that his little boy cock was rock hard under his shorts, and he touched himself through the shorts, enjoying the sensations that he always felt when he had his nightly wank, when he was alone in bed at night. Ryan stepped back a little from the window and slipped his shorts down to his ankles and stepped out of them, leaving him as naked as the young girl in the garden below. He began to slowly stroke his 4 inches of erect cock. Ryan was keen on Aircraft and he had a pair of binoculars in a cupboard in his bedroom. He walked across the room, his stiff boy cock swaying as he walked and opening the cupboard, he took out the binoculars, and returned to the window and looked out. He could see that Debbie was still there and still naked and that she had gotten a sun bed and was stretched out on her back on the sun bed.Heart thumping in his young chest, Ryan trained the binoculars on the naked girl below. "Holy shit," he said as he looked at a close up of her nipples. She had not real breasts to speak of, but her little pink nipples were erect. "My God," Ryan sighed as he held the binoculars in one hand and stroked his 4 inches of throbbing boy cock with the other. He slowly moved his view of her naked body down over her smooth flat belly to her smooth, hairless fanny slit."Oh god, oh god," Ryan sighed as he looked for the very first time in his life at a real live naked girls pussy. He could plainly see the slightly swollen lips surrounding her hairless little slit, and as he looked, Debbie parted her legs as she lay on the Sun Bed, and Ryan could see the pinkness under the swollen lips and at the top a little bud sort of popped out, which Ryan knew from Sex Lessons at school, was her clitty.Ryan had not realised that he had been wanking his throbbing cock quite hard, and he suddenly knew that he was going to cum very soon and was unable to stop it from happening. He rushed to the other side of the room and threw the binoculars on the bed and grabbing a tissue from the box of tissues at his bed side he fell to his knees on the carpet and held the tissue in front of his cock, just in time, as his cock jerked in his hand and with explosive force, several large spurts of thick white boy cream spat from the tip of his cock and soaked the tissue.He gasped for breath, recovering from the effects that the huge orgasm had on him. "Jeeezus, that was fucking awesome," he gasped again as he tried to recover from his cumming. After a few minutes his cock stopped dripping spunk onto the tissue, and he folded up the spunk soaked tissue and hid it under his bed. He got to his feet and peeking round the side of the curtains, he saw that the naked Debbie was still there, but had turned over and was lying on her front, allowing Ryan to see her lovely trim buttocks, and he gasped once again in shock as he could see that she had parted her long slim legs, allowing Ryan to see down inside her crack to where her slightly swollen fanny lips nestled. He trained the binoculars on her beautiful bottom and focused them on her open crack and he could see the pink wetness of her moist fanny."Oh for fuck's sake, this is too much, " he sighed as his other hand found his already rapidly swelling cock."God, I am nearly hard again, I cannot believe this." His balls were thick again, and as he watched this amazing sight in the binoculars, he began to wank his throbbing cock again. For about 15 minutes he observed Debbie's parted buttocks and her moist cunt, and suddenly he knew he was cumming again. Once again he threw the binoculars on he bed and grabbed another tissue, just in time as his cock jerked and jerked, spewing thick creamy spunk onto the tissue, soaking it."God almighty," he panted as he fell to his knees on the carpet, weak from the effect of two massive orgasms in such a short period of time. After a few minutes he recovered and wiped his dripping cock on the tissue. He wondered if he could cum for a third time, but his cock was feeling raw so he pulled on his shorts and went down the stairs and out to the back garden. He knew that his Mum was in the kitchen so he would have to be careful . He pretended to be tidying up the garden, but he whistled softly so that Debbie would here him and perhaps come to the fence, which was double sparred, making it very hard to see through. He pretended to do some weeding along the fence line."Ryan, is that you?" his heart jumped at the thought that the naked Debbie was just a few feet away on the other side of the fence, and that she was talking to him."Yes it is me, what are you up to today?""Not much, Ryan, just getting a bit of a tan.""That is nice, I could come over and join you if you like?""I would have to ask Mum first.""Why would you, you never have to before?""Yes but it is different this time.""Why are you naked or something?" Ryan asked, wondering what she would say, as he knew full well that she was naked."Yes.""Really?""Yes, are you shocked?""Yes a bit," Ryan lied."Just a minute then.""Ok," Ryan could hardly believe this, she was going to ask if he could sunbathe beside her and she was naked. He knew that her Mum would not allow him to be naked as well, because he was 14 and she was only 11 and her Mum would be well aware that he would get an erection which would not do at all."Mum said that as long as you keep your shorts on, you can come over.""I will be right over," Ryan said, trying not to appear too eager.He went into the house and shouted to his Mum that the was going over to Debbie's which was quite normal as they spent a lot of time together. Going up the next door's path he rang the bell, and Debbie's Mum appeared, and said, "Hi Ryan just go round the back, and try and ignore her nakedness, it is a thing she is into at the moment.""Thanks," Ryan smiled and went out the back door to where the naked Debbie was lying on her back, smiling at him, as he tried not to stare at her naked body. "You can have the other bed," she told him."Thanks," he said and stretched out on his back and closed his eyes .After a little while he heard Debbie whisper to him," Ryan do you think I am nice looking naked?"Ryan turned his head to look at her and said, "Wow, yea, you look amazing.""Thanks."Ryan was shocked to find that he had an erection again, and that Debbie must be able to see the ridge in his shorts."I see that me being naked is exciting you," she whispered.Ryan knew then that she could see that he had a stiffy."How do you know that?" Ryan whispered back."You know how, I can see your cock is hard.""You are only 11, you should not know about these things.""Oh, I know all about it, it is a pity you could not be naked too, it would be nice for the two of us to be naked together, not doing anything, but just as two friends."Ryan felt his stiff boner jerk at this suggestion."Well you know we cannot. You Mum would have a heart attack if she even knew you were thinking about being naked with me.""Yes but I am sure we can somewhere else when she is not around.""Are you serious?""Of course unless you are too scared to try it.""I am not scared, but we can get into a lot of trouble, you know.""I know, I am not stupid, but no one will ever know, it will be our secret.""Where will we do it then?""Tomorrow about 12, go into the woods behind the school, and I will be there. I will wait until 12.30 then I will come home, ok.""Ok then I will be there, I promise.""You better..."The two kids fell asleep in the sun, but Ryan turned over to hide form Debbie's Mum the fact that he had an erection. About two hours later he returned to his own house and had his dinner and watched TV with his Mum sand Dad and about 10 pm, went to bed. Once he had stripped off naked he lay on top of the duvet in the heat, and thought about the next day.The thought of Debbie naked stirred his strong horny young cock again, and soon he was slowly stroking it to orgasm. It took about 15 minutes, before he started to twist and turn on the bed, his firm young belly spasming in orgasm as a torrent of thick sticky spunk spat from his cock onto the waiting tissue. Ryan could not believe how many times that day he had cum. ***The next day about 11.45, he dressed in shorts and t shirt and trainers, his made his way to the woods beside the school. He had no idea where Debbie would be, but as he entered the woods, he heard her calling from just off the path he was walking on . She must have been watching for him."Ryan, over here." He walked in the direction of her voice and found her in a small clearing and gasped out loud as she was already naked."God, Debbie you look incredible naked," he told her."Thanks, I bet you will too."Ryan already had an erection, which he knew she could see by the way she was staring at the ridge on his shorts."Come on then, get you r kit off and let us be naked together."Blushing bright red, Ryan pulled off his trainers and his t shirt and with a look at the grinning naked Debbie, he tugged down his shorts and stepped out of them. Debbie stared at the great looking naked boy in front of her, his 4 inch hard cock jutting out towards her from a little nest of black hair, and she felt her swollen little fanny twitch."Wow, Ryan you are bloody great looking, I just love that cock too.""Thanks," Ryan blurted out, blushing red."Lets get down and do some sunbathing on the grass, it is quite dry."They lay on their backs on the hot sun, Ryan's hard penis sticking up in the air like a flag pole. It was some time later, that Ryan felt slam soft fingers touching his own. He was unsure what to do about this. All he knew was her touch on his skin was very exciting, and was sending a strong tingling feeling coursing all through his young horny body, and he wondered if he did really fancy the 11 year old girl, who he had known for most of his life. He knew that it was wrong to feel anything sexual for Debbie, but it was very obvious that she fancied him.His penis twitched with excitement at her gently touch."Ryan," she whispered."I want to kiss you if you are ok?"Ryan's heart was beating hard and he could hardly speak, so dry was is mouth. "Ok, if out want."He lay still on the grass, and felt Debbie move closer to him, he kept his eyes closed. Soon he felt the weight of her slim naked body on his as he lay on top of him, and then her wet hot lips touched his. The two of them kissed gently, both feeling the hard cock between them. Ryan put his arms around Debbie and pulled her closer to him, and she moaned, "Mmmmm, I love you Ryan mmmmmm, hold me mmmm." Ryan was beside himself with excitement.He slid a hand down and held her by a soft skinned firm buttock."Oh my, yes!" she sighed as they kissed. Soon they were kissing with real passionate like real lovers, rolling over and over on the dry grass, Ryan's stiff penis jammed between them. They kissed like that for ages before they had to stop for air.Debbie lay on her back, her legs parted."Ryan I am so hot for you touch me, oh please touch my fanny."Ryan was so in love with her now and his hormones had taken control of his body. He knelt beside her and stretching out an arm, he touched her swollen fanny lips."Caress my slit."He traced a finger slowly up and down her partly open slit, which was slippery and hot. She reached out and took hold of his rock hard cock."Oh Debbie, mmmm that feels so GOOD!" he moaned.As he stroked her smooth moist slit, he was amazed to se it open and her swollen lips parting further, and her swollen little clitty popped out near the top of her slit."Rub my clitty, make me cum, I am so horny, my sweet boy," she purred, her fist slowly wanking his boner.Ryan rubbed her swollen clitty, and watched in amazement as a large gob of fanny juice appeared from between her lips and ran down her pussy."Oh Ryan," she purred.Ryan rubbed her clitty faster and at the same time she wanked his cock faster too. Deep inside her belly, Debbie felt her orgasm building Ryan knew that very soon he was going so cum with a great amount of his cream. Faster and faster he rubbed her clitty, and faster and faster she wanked him.He saw her belly muscles twitch and spasm and knew that she was coming."Oh yes. OH YES! OHH YESSS! FUCK!" Debbie cried out and her entire young body rose from the grass, and a little squirt of juices came out of her twitching fanny as her orgasm consumed her."OH GOD! DEBBIE, I'M CUMMING!!" Ryan gasped and several huge spurts of boy sperm shot from his cock and spattered all over her belly. He watched in utter amazement as she wiped some up with her fingers and sucked his spunk off with her lips, "Mmmmmmmmm, your spunk tastes nice," she sighed.The moved together, and kissed and cuddled in the hot sun, his sperm drying on her belly. It was not long before their hormones started their evil work once again and they began to roll about the grass, kissing with real intensity, their tongues thrust deep down inside each others mouths.Suddenly Debbie climbed on top of Ryan, facing him. She reached behind her and taking his throbbing tool in one hand, guided it to her sopping gaping hungry little fanny."What are you doing, we cannot fuck, you might get pregnant.""I want you in my cunt, oh Ryan I need you up my cunt, ohm I need to be fucked," she sobbed, tears running down her flushed face.Before Ryan knew what was happening she had sank down on his 4 inches of rock hard boy cock and it slid inside her tight hot cunt."OH FUCK DEBBIE!" he moaned as his cock was gripped in he most amazing hot smooth grip."God Ryan, your cock is filling my cunt so nicely," she panted as she began to rise slowly up and down on his cock, just stopping when she felt a little pain as his cock touched her hymen. She rocked back and forth on his cock, feeling it rub past her hot clitty as she fucked him. Faster and faster she rode him, feeling her orgasm building. She took a deep breath and plunged down full on his member, and cried out in pain as it ripped her cherry apart, sending a little dribble of blood out of her cunt. Soon the only sounds in the clearing were the squelching from Debbie's cunt, and the panting and gasping of the two young lovers as they fucked like crazy. Debbie screamed out as her body shook with the force of her first ever orgasm caused by a boy cock in her hot little fanny.It seemed liked they fucked for hours, but it would have been about 30 minutes, during which time Debbie had another two powerful orgasms. Just after the second one, she saw Ryan screw up his face, and clench his teeth, and cry out, and deep in her fanny, she felt his cock jerk and jerk as his hot spunk flooded into her body.She sat down on him, trapping his slowly wilting cock inside her fanny."I love you," she told him."I love you too," Ryan smiled back his eyes filed with tears of joy."We better get cleaned up and get back.""Yes," she replied. "That was the best I have ever felt, will you fuck me again soon?""Debbie if we were not going home I would fuck you again right now.""Oh I love you so much.""We will need to be careful though, and keep our secret, and use a condom or the pill or it'll all go wrong, you know...""I know," Debbie replied, getting up from him, his wilting cock plopping out of her fanny, and his spunk dribbling out from between her fanny lips and running down her legs.They cleaned themselves on some grass and leaves and got dressed and after a long kiss, left the wood separately to avoid suspicion. After that when little Debbie was sunbathing nude in her back garden and knew that her parents were not around, she would make sure that Ryan got a special show, to keep him interested in her as she was in love with the older boy now.Fortunately Debbie did not get pregnant from their hot sex bout in the woods, but the next time they did it Ryan put on a condom, in fact he had several condoms, as he had very fast recovery rate and the two kids would often fuck for hours on end, and little Debbie would empty the full condom of boy spunk into her mouth and swallow it down, much to Ryan's amazement.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 47 |
blackhouse.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/blackhouse.txt | PART 1I love to tell about some of the events in my life and this is one of my memorable times. They say when the cats away, the kitty will play. Well it was true this time anyway. You see my husband of almost twenty years was away on deployment with his military unit and I was managing the house and keeping up with our son who was in his first year in college. Spring break came and as things were a bit tight on money, I encouraged my son to forego the college tradition of going to the beach somewhere during spring break. He agreed and asked if he could bring a houseguest, his friend BB, home for the vacation. I was happy that he had a friend that he wanted to socialize with, so I agreed.My son, Tim, had not told me anything about BB so when they arrived, I was surprised that his friend was black. As we were introduced, I could see that BB's eyes took a good look at my 5 ft 9 inch 140 lb body. He gave me a lingering peck on the cheek. I made nothing of it, just a normal male subconscious look at a lady sizing her up. I think most males do this instinctively.Later that evening after dinner, we socialized some in the living room and I asked BB about his nickname. He said that his uncle had called him Black Boy as a very young age and later it was changed to BB. He thought nothing of it and actually liked the nick. I looked at this jet-black skin and thought how beautiful and sexy it was. Now I was wondering why I thought that. Maybe it was just a subtle thought from my past. I remember as a teen in high school, the black guys were always hitting on the white girls and I am sure many got what they were after. I was thinking that I had never been so lucky as I chuckled to myself. Oh well, those days are gone forever. One cannot relive the past."What are you guys going to do to pass the week away?" I asked. "Guess we will get our bathing suits on and spray each other with the water hose and play like we are at the beach," Tim said as he was joined in laughter with BB.The next morning, as I sat with my morning coffee reading the paper, BB came into the kitchen and walked up behind me and put his arms around me and gave me a squeeze and a kiss on the cheek, and said, "Good morning Momma. You look hot in that gown." I then realized that I had not dressed but was sitting there in my nightgown, and without anything under it. I made some feeble excuse about how I had forgotten that I had a house guest and I stammered as BB chuckled and said, "I like it, you are a very foxy Momma.""Oh BB you are just saying that to make me feel good," as I felt a flutter between my thighs and a tingle in my clit. "What am I thinking? Damn it, I am a happily married woman and besides I am old enough to be his mother and he isn't interested in an older woman anyway."The guys passed the day somehow. That evening Tim had a date but BB passed on the opportunity to go to the movie with Tim and his date. He instead chose to stay home and watch a movie with me. I made some popcorn and we watched the movie and sat on the couch together. BB joked about us being on a date and put his arm around me. I said, "OK, lets play like I am a teen-ager again and you are my date." H squeezed me and replied, "It's OK by me, but if I treat you like my date, you may be asking for more than you bargained for Momma." "OK quit calling me Momma. I am Brenda and I am your date," as I giggled and snuggled up to BB. He didn't back off a bit and pulled me close and kissed me deeply and passionately. My head was now spinning. I was now wondering what I was doing with this young black stud that probably was ready to stick his hard black pole into my white married honey pot and shoot his black seed deep inside my white womb. "Oh shit," I though. "I am thinking about giving some of my husband's private stuff to a young black man whom I have just met and is my own son's college friend. What am I thinking about? I need to stop this now before I go too far, oh I want to feel that young stud pounding me hardYes, he can have me if he wants me, yes, yes, yes, I am going to give him some white pussy."We were now doing some heavy petting and giggling like a couple of young high school kids on their first date. I was becoming fully aroused as I could feel my juices lubricating my canal getting ready to be bred just as nature has made it. I was now aware that BB was fully aroused. We had long ago forgotten the movie and were concentrating on each other. I whispered to BB, "Put your hand between my legs and you will know that you have made your date ready to be loved," as I moved my hand down to his crotch and gently rubbed his hard erect love tool. We were now in a full embrace, kissing deeply and felling each other all over. I stood and led BB to the master bedroom, and the bed, which had been only used by my husband and me. Now that the old Tomcat was away, the Momma pussycat wanted to play with the handsome and eager young Tomcat. I think that is one of the laws of the jungle, "When the dominant male is not looking, the young males sneak around and breed the females. And of course the females are more than willing to get some young hard cock."As for me I was thinking that it was OK to let BB have my husband's wife as he was not using her at the moment and he would never miss anything, and I would enjoy being this young stud's plaything.We had now removed each other's clothes and were admiring the objects of our sexual desires for the night. What a body BB had! Muscular, young, black, and chest covered with curly hair. I knelt and took his black pole in my hand and the other hand gently held his sperm filled balls. I licked the clear fluid from the slip in his cock, and then my mouth encircled the head as he moaned with pleasure. I moved my fingers through his kinky black pubic hair. When I realized he was reaching a point that I needed to stop before he shot his load, I laid back onto the bed as he suckled my breast and trailed kissed down to my black curly and thick pubic hair, parting my lips and running his tongue around my clit driving me nearly to climax, He pushed his tongue deep into my canal and slurped my freely flowing juices. I was not begging BB to take me. As BB moved his black body above mine to claim his white pussycat, I opened my legs to welcome him. He slowly entered as he breathed hard and moaned with pleasure. I pushed up to receive my young stud pulling him to me as I moved up tight with my hands firmly planted on his buttocks. I was now giving my husband's private honey pot to this young black stud that I had invited to take my husbands place while he was away. We were moaning, thrusting, squirming, and sweating as we moved to take our pleasures from each other. BB was now nibbling on my ear as he thrust deeper and faster and was telling me how good I was. All I could find to say was "Fuck your Momma! Fuck your Brenda! Come in Momma! I've got you baby! I want your fucking black seed in me! Breed me my Young Black Stud! Breed me! As I felt him start thrusting hard and deep, grunt as he thrust, I knew he was going to blow his load very soon. This sent me into pure sexual bliss and I started thrusting hard and then stiffened as his cock started pumping his seed into my waiting womb His black balls slapped my white ass hard as he made his final thrust and unloaded in me. I briefly shook all over and then collapsed totally exhausted as he lay there on this just fucked white wife with our sweat mixing and rolling down onto the bed sheet. The sheets were now soaked with our commingled sweat and love juices. Without a word spoken we both knew that we had pleased each other. BB rolled over and we both went to sleep from sheer exhaustion. The next morning, I awoke with the sun shining into the room, and looked over at my lover as he slept. I thought, "What a handsome black stud and I had him last night all to myself. Damn, what a lucky married woman I am!" I looked at his cock as it lay limply knowing that I had made it that way. I looked at his large black balls and knew that they had emptied their contents into my womb last night. I smiled as I thought of how I could work magic on BB's black cock and bring it back to full erection and wondered if he had some more black seed to plant... Well maybe tonight I would find out the answer. I was so pleased and happy as I reflected back on the evening and how our two bodies had taken control of our minds and put us together to please each other just as nature had intended for man and woman to do. I reached down and felt my stretched lips and the black seed that had filled me to overflowing. I felt the matted damp pubic hair coated with BB's sperm as it oozed out from where it had been pumped during our lovemaking. I lay there wondering if I would be thinking of BB when my husband came home to reclaim his wife. How could an older married white woman forget being loved by a handsome young black stud? I was thinking how hard, how big, and how black my lover was and how I had eagerly given myself to him. A southern white gal had just been black fucked! Damn it all. It was good.PART 2Author Note: I wrote "Black House Guest" and was not intending to write more of the story however my mind has been dwelling on that week and I think you need to hear the rest of the story, so here it is.BB and I were like two dogs. I was like a bitch in heat and he was following me around like a stud dog. I think it was the third night that we were sleeping together that I awoke late the next morning and noticed that I had left the bedroom door open. As I passed Tim's room, I noticed that he was already up. "Oh, damn it all," I thought. "He has seen me and BB so what shall I do?"I walked into the kitchen and Tim and I exchanged greetings and I poured me a cup of coffee and joined Tim at the breakfast table. I could see by his expression that he had seen us and I was wondering how this would play out.Tim, with a grin on his face said, "I can't believe it. BB got the hots for my mom. Now that is hot.""Oh, Tim, honey, I don't know what happened. I... uhhhh... well guess BB got horny last night and came to my bed and I didn't exactly discourage him. I am sorry. Dad will not be happy if he finds out. Please don't tell anyone, and certainly not Dad." "It's OK Mom. I think you are hot myself. I have had a few dreams about you""Huh? I don't know what to say. My own son thinking of his mom like that. I know it happens but it is not right. You should not have those thoughts," I remarked. "Mom I am sorry but it is true and this was a good time to tell you. I understand your needs... you know... well with Dad gone and all. I know the feeling myself. I guess young guys get horny and take it when they can get it. I suspect women get horny as well. I understand why BB got the hots for you. You are very sexy, Mom.""Son, I am showing my age. I surely am not that attractive to young guys like you and BB.""You would be surprised, Mom, to find out that a lot of young guys dream of getting it on with an older woman. Young black men think they are not a man until they have made out with a married white woman. I guess BB is really feeling manly now. A lot of guys feel that banging someone's wife shows how manly they are.""Yes I think I have read some article somewhere on that subject. I understand that incest between a Mom and her son is a matter of the son feeling like he is man enough to challenge the dominant male, the Dad, and the woman feels that she needs to know that she is still desirable. Don't get any ideas. It is Taboo, so don't get any thoughts along those lines.""How can it be more taboo than a White wife getting laid by a young black guy?""I don't know son, but it is wrong somehow," I continued. Now my thighs were getting little tingles in them and my stomach was having little muscular contractions. I knew the signs. I was getting horny talking to my own son. Oh, I could not believe I was entertaining a fantasy of having sex with my own son. Actually I had to admit that the thought had crossed my mind as I watched Tim grow into a man and had occasionally gotten a peek at his young cock as he got older and his pubic hair began to grow. I was proud that I had raised a handsome young man and had wondered if he ever had dreams about his Mom.Tim got up and moved over and planted a big kiss squarely on my lips and as he drew away, I gasped for breath knowing that it was a sexual kiss rather than a friendly one. Tim said, "I wish I had a girl just like you Mom."Now, I was thinking of what the meaning of that statement was. Did he want a girl like me his own age or did he want me just like I am and make me his secret girlfriend? That night I lay in bed with my sexual thoughts and as I felt my private parts I was becoming stimulated with thoughts of being my own son's secret mistress. How wonderful for a Mom to take care of a son's sexual needs until he found his own wife. I was trying to think of how being with my own son would be any more taboo than giving myself to BB. No it is not. A son had needs and if he needs his Mom, it is no more wrong than for a Mom to sleep with his friend. If my son needs me, I will be there for him.It was after midnight. I was in a state of arousal that drove me to get up and go to my son's room. I looked at him under the sheet as he slept and I slipped my gown off and slid into bed beside him, moving my hand down into his shorts and felt his soft manhood. I moved my lips down and took his cock into my mouth gently sucking and moving my tongue around. I felt it starting to get larger and larger until it was rock hard. I heard my son moan my name, "Oh Mom, I love you."I kept playing with his balls and his hard cock as I moved above him and lowered my wet mound over his waiting mouth. He knew what to do, and eagerly slurped my free flowing juices. Tim was now moving his hips up and down pushing his cock deeper. I then turned around and moved my wet pubic area over his young cock and lowered myself onto him taking all he had into me. Our lips met as we kissed and squirmed each matching the others thrust. Tim now had his hands on my buttocks holding me close. My mind was racing as we fucked like two sex starved teen-agers. My son, for the moment, was taking his Dad's place showing his Mom that he was now a man ready to breed women. In farm terms, it is like the young bull deciding that he is ready to take over from the old bull and breed all the cows young and old. I was giving myself to my son freely. He was thrusting deeper and deeper knocking on my womb preparing it to receive his seed. I then moved off of top to let my son take the top position so he could really drill deep and slap his sperm filled balls against my rear end.I quickly opened my legs wide to receive my son's man cock. He was soon pounding and breathing rapidly as he blurted out, "Oh Mom! Oh Mom, you feel so good. I'm cummmming." I was now at my peak and shook all over having my orgasm as I felt my son shooting his hot seed into my womb. I could feel him throbbing and pumping the last drop as he relaxed and I went limp. We lay there for a few moments, then Tim moved over and we both went to sleep knowing that we both had fulfilled our secret dreams. I now had two horny young studs in my house to contend with. What a wonderful situation that was. I was not into the threesomes and I didn't want BB to know anything so Tim and I decided that the next night was reserved for BB then one more night with my son before spring break was over, of course Tim started coming home more often to remind his Mom that he was a horny young man who was taking some of his dad's private stock. I knew that I was capable of taking care of all my men and give them what they need. I began to wonder if I was becoming a sex maniac. I now found myself dreaming of what it would be like to have all three sniffing and licking all at the same time, three hard cocks, my husband's, my son's and BB's black one, ready to dump their loads deep inside my waiting white pussy. Yes all three could breed me and I would love it. (Brendazyx@yahoo.com) |
moms1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/23/moms1.txt | The first time it occurred, I was twelve and in eight grade. The only sex I'd had at that point in my life had been mutual jerk off sessions with some friends and a couple of blow jobs I'd gotten from the weird guy on the next street. I'd enjoyed the blow jobs, but the man was extremely weird. He used to fawn over you, stroking your hair, saying he loved you, and trying to kiss you. Yeeesh! Well anyway, this one morning, I was about to leave for school. No one else was awake other than my mom. My two brothers and sister were too young for school yet and my dad had worked a late shift and would sleep 'til early in the afternoon. My mother always got up to make me breakfast and wish me a good day. I'd awoken with a morning hard on and had been unable to dissuade it. I hadn't had time to jerk off because my mother had come into the room to make sure I was up. I'd dressed and done my morning ablutions then joined her for breakfast. I ate and she drank coffee. I'd finished and was getting ready to leave. I'd put on my jacket and grabbed my book bag and was heading for the door when my mother called me over for the obligatory good by kiss. As I walked towards her, her eyes looked me up and down and then they stopped at my crotch. I saw them widen a bit and realized she'd noticed my condition. "What's this?" She'd chided and surprised me by touching her fingers to the lump in my pants."Mommmm!" I'd said in a youthful whine and had pulled away from her probing fingers. I felt the heat rise up in my face and knew that I was bright red. My mother chuckled."What?" She asked mockingly. "Ashamed that your mother saw your little hard on?"I don't know if I was more shocked by what she'd said or angry that she'd called it little. I had a respectable four inches and measured up to all my friends. She misread the look on my face and pursued the matter."It wasn't very long ago, mister, that I was giving you your baths," she announced."I was eight back then," I retorted."Whooo!" She teased. "And now you're a whopping eleven.""I'm twelve, mom," I said with a pout."Just barely," she retorted."Well, whatever, but.," and I hesitated because everything I wanted to say didn't feel right in front of my mother. "But what?" She asked, and a strange look crossed her face. It was a look of determination. At first I thought it was anger, but her mouth wasn't tight and I realized it was something else."You're still my little boy," she informed me, "and, as your mother, I say when you're too old for certain things. Now, as far as your little problem here. I don't think you should go out of the house like that. You'll probably scare all the little girls and frighten the nuns."She laughed as she said that and I felt myself grinning at the image. But, the grin didn't stay long as I felt my mother tugging on my zipper."Wha.what are you doing?" I asked as I tried to block her access."Taking care of your little problem," she said as she pushed my hands aside.The next think I knew, my zipper was down and my mother was fishing inside for the entry to my underwear. It only took her a moment and then my hard cock was pointing out at her."My," she whispered, "that is a nice one."I was speechless. I felt like it wasn't my body standing there and that I was just an observer. I watched as my mother grasped the hard cock before her and as she slowly began stroking it. She watched the foreskin move up and down , causing the head to play hide-n-seek. Her hand sped up slightly and I heard a moan, but didn't know if it was mine or hers. I didn't last long and within a minute my youthful sperm was leaping out a her. The first stream landed on her forearm and the next onto her robe. Two more weak blasts came out, but got no further than her hand. I stood there and stared down at the stain on my mother's robe. It was just a shiny, wet stain. It glistened like the trail a snail leaves behind. My mind whirled and couldn't focus. Then, I watched as a pair of hands pushed my limp cock back into my underwear and as my zipper got pulled up. I brought my eyes up to look at my mother. She had a strange look on her face. It wasn't shame or embarrassment. It wasn't anger or resentment. It was a look that I couldn't fathom."There," she said, "all set for school."Her voice had a husky, smoky quality to it that I'd never heard before. I turned dazedly and walked to the front door. I remember looking back at my mother as I pulled the door shut behind me. She was sitting, slouched in her chair with her head tilted back and her eyes closed. The table was between us and so I couldn't tell what her hands were doing. I closed the door gently so as not to disturb her. I met up with some of my buddies as they walked to school and fell in step with them. We walked along for awhile and then I felt one of them punch me on the arm."Oww! What was that for?" I asked Charlie."Trying to wake you up," he said with a grin. "You haven't said a word all this time. What are you? Asleep?""Uh.yeah, I'm still tired," I lied. I wanted so bad to tell them what had happened, but knew it was the wrong thing to do. I tried to stop thinking about what my mother had done and tried to pay attention to my friends' chattering, but it was difficult. I was glad when we got to school. We barely made it inside before the bell rang. I joined all the other kids in my home room as we hung our coats on our designated hangers and went to our seats. It wasn't long before my mind started to wander and the next thing I knew, I was once again sporting 'wood'. This went on the entire day. I had never experienced this before. It was like one constant erection. I had to spend the entire time in the bathroom during recess so that no one would spot my condition. I sat in a stall and slowly and quietly stroked my cock, but I couldn't get off because the monitor kept opening the door and asking if I was okay. I kept telling her that I was fine, but just a little 'bound' up. I gave up trying to jerk off and left the restroom only a few moments before the bell rang for class to resume. The nun who was monitoring the restrooms gave me a strange look and I think she also got a glimpse of the lump in my pants. I saw her raise her rosary up to her lips and start praying as I left the room.The second session was no different. I still sat with an annoying and uncomfortable bulge in my pants. At one point, I spread my legs slightly to ease the cramped feeling and tried to adjust myself. I glanced to see if anyone was looking and found Jennifer Rideau, who sat next to me, staring at the pronounced bulge in my pants. Her head whipped around when she realized I had seen her looking and a redness suffused her neck.Lunch time arrived and I scurried down to the restrooms once again. I'd been unable to urinate earlier, because of my condition and now I was on the point of bursting. Sister Rosa was still on monitor duty and her eyes widened as I appeared."Back again, Timothy?" She asked and I noticed her eyes quickly glimpse down.I just nodded and didn't bother correcting her. My name was Thomas. Our restrooms were strangely built. I think it happened when they put in the locker rooms. The toilets are in the room where the lockers are, but the urinals are in their own small room. The door opens to the side, but if you are standing there when it opens, you are looking side on to the urinals. I opened the door and found a half dozen boys watering the porcelain. I had to wait a moment for a urinal to become vacant and took my place. The others quickly finished and they all hurried out to eat their meager lunches. I stood there holding my swollen cock and wished that it would deflate so that I could void my bladder.The nuns never checked on the room with the urinals due to the fact that it would have embarrassed everyone if they did. I was standing there when I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. I stood still and tried to focus on my peripheral vision. It took me a moment to realize that it was Sister Rosa looking through the slightly opened door. I felt a strange impulse and I backed away from the urinal slightly. Just enough so that she would get a glimpse of part of my cock. I thought she was only checking on me and that that would cause her to back away quickly, but it didn't. I then realized that maybe she wanted to see my cock. I let out a sigh and slowly back up a few more inches. She probably could see all of my cock now. Still in its rampant condition. I grasped it and squeezed it. It didn't help my condition any, but it felt good. I moved my hand slowly and stroked my swollen member. After a few moments, my hand started moving faster. I threw caution to the wind as I turned slightly and gave Sister Rosa a clear view of my ministrations. I looked up and saw that the door was opened the width of her face and she was staring avidly at my cock. I saw her tongue come out and moisten her lips. I kept on stroking and she kept on staring. She would look away every now and then to make sure no one was coming, but otherwise she never took her eyes away. I lasted for three or four minutes and then my legs shook and I gave out a loud moan as my cock swelled and spurted semen onto the floor. I was looking straight at Sister Rosa and could see her eyes open even wider as my small load of cum splattered onto the tiles. Her mouth was slightly agape and she appeared to be having trouble breathing. The sensation in my cock caused me to close my eyes in ecstasy as I squeezed out the last few drops of cum, and when I opened them again, Sister Rosa was gone.I turned back to the urinal and after a half minute or so, I felt the welcome relief as urine sprayed out of my cock. It looked like a shower head as the urine came out in all different directions. I stood close to the urinal so that it didn't spray everywhere. I sighed as the last few drops dripped off the end and I finally put my cock away. I washed my hands and left the room. Sister Rosa was nowhere in sight. I was walking away when Susie Randell came out of the girls bathroom with a very peculiar look on her face."What's wrong?" I couldn't help but asking."I think Sister Rosa is sick," Susie said."Why's that?" I asked her."She's sitting in one of the stalls and making really funny noises," Susie told me."What kind of funny noises?" I pressed."Well," Susie said, and as she thought about how to describe them her mind must have realized what she had heard because she suddenly went bright red and her eyes widened. "Just noises. That's all," she huffed and went walking away. I had a strong urge to check out what Sister Rosa was doing, but knew that if I got caught looking into the girls' bathroom that I would be on detention for life. I had a pretty good idea that Sister Rosa was doing something naughty, but I didn't know how girls did that stuff and couldn't quite picture what she was doing.There were only a few minutes of the half-hour lunch period remaining when I found the guys. They were sitting on a small wall that ringed the play area. No one paid me any mind or asked where I'd been, which was fine with me. "Hey Tommy," Charlie said as we were walking back to class. "You want to come over and check out that model I was working on. I got it all done last night.""Cool," I said. "Okay.""I'll catch you after class," Charlie said as he went to his home room and I went to mine.I sat and noticed that Jennifer kept throwing glances my way. I don't know why, but her attention aroused my sleeping cock and it stirred to life once again. I couldn't believe that I was once again sporting a woody. I felt like I was cursed. This time, my cock was all twisted and bent and it was almost painful. I tried to move it without straightening my legs, but couldn't. I waited until the teacher had turned her back to write on the black board before stretching out my left leg. Jennifer's eyes fixed onto the lump in my pants and she watched unabashedly as I pushed and tugged it into a better position. I looked at Jennifer and her eyes were fixed on my erection. There was a strange hunger in her eyes and I noticed her nostrils flaring. My mind went into a spin once again. I was trying to figure out why all this was happening to me. First my mother, then Sister Rosa, and now Jennifer Rideau. The rest of the school day passed much as the morning had. I sat there with my bulging trousers and tried to concentrate on the lesson. Jennifer would routinely check on my condition. I would occasionally reach down and under the guise of adjusting myself would give my cock a squeeze. Jennifer would follow my hand as though she were a marionette. Every time I reached down, her eyes would follow. I saw her frown slightly at one point and I looked down and realized there was a damp spot where the end of my cock was. I had been leaking so much that it had soaked right through my underwear and my levis. I would watch Jennifer out of the corner of my eye and whenever I touched my bulge, her small chest would rise and fall discernibly. I noticed that she too, as had Sister Rosa, would moisten her lips on occasion. This was all new to me, but I was logging away all the information I could. The bell rang suddenly, signaling the end of school, and it had caught me completely by surprise. It had caught Jennifer too, because she practically jumped out of her seat. She gave me a long puzzled look and then went and got her coat and joined her friends as they left the room. I found Charlie waiting in the hallway. I held my book bag in front of me as we walked down the hallway and headed for outside. We were almost out when I saw Sister Rosa coming out of her classroom. She stopped short when she saw me and quickly reentered her room."Gee," Charlie said, "I wonder what that was about. It almost looked like she was scared of us or something.""Yeah, or something," I said, but didn't expound on it even though Charlie gave me a puzzled stare.We had been walking for awhile and I had been musing over the day's events when I thought to ask Charlie something."Hey, Charlie," I asked, "what do you know about Jennifer Rideau?""Ooooh! Tommy's got the hots for Jennifer," Charlie said in a sing-song fashion.I just glared at him. Sometimes he pissed me off, but he was my best friend and I put up with it. He saw that I was serious and he stopped joking around. He looked around to see if anyone was near us before saying anything. I don't think there was a person within a half mile, but he whispered none the less."I heard she likes to do it," he whispered."Do what?" I asked him without thinking and then realized what he'd meant. "How do you know?""I heard Francis talking one time," Charlie said. Francis, his brother, was fresh out of high school and was starting his first year at college. He'd left a few weeks earlier."Heard him talking about what?" I pressed. I knew I would have to drag everything out of him."He thought I was asleep one night when he had some friends over. Right before he left for university." "Uh huh," I said to encourage him."They were sitting around and drinking beer. Boy, if my parents knew, they would really have been pissed off.""Yeah, yeah," I said in exasperation. "So what did they say?""Well, they were talking about all sorts of stuff, you know. Mostly crap that they'd done in high school and were talking about the stuff they'd miss doing together and stuff and then they started talking about girls."'Finally', I said to myself, 'he was getting around to it', but he stopped and, after a few steps, I had to prompt him again."That's it?" I asked. "They were talking about girls! What's that got to do with Jennifer?""Oh," Charlie said, surprised himself that he'd stopped. "Well they talked about a bunch of girls and then Choochoo Peterson said, 'man, I'm really gonna miss ole spread eagle Rideau'.""Spread eagle?!" I said in confusion. "They call Jennifer 'spread eagle'?""Nah," Charlie answered and laughed. "They were talking about her older sister Denise."I already had heard that Denise Rideau was supposed to be a slut, but she was like in her mid twenties and was a non entity in my life."Okay," I said, "I'm confused now.""Well," Charlie said, "that's when somebody brought up Jennifer.""Yeah?" I asked, since it looked like he was about to stop once again."I think it was Paul or maybe Marc Hansen," Charlie said, fishing in his thought pool for a name."I don't care who it was, Charlie," I finally blurted out in exasperation. "What did they say about Jennifer?""Jeeze," Charlie said, "don't blow a gasket!"I stopped walking and stood staring at him. I was on the verge of punching him in the nose, but I reeled in my frustration and simply said, "Jennifer?"Charlie stood before me and finished his story. "Well, whoever it was, said, 'I wonder if her little sister is going to be the same way. I hear the whole family is like that.' Then someone else said, 'I hear its because their old man starts fucking them when they're just little kids.' And then everybody was going like, 'No way!' And 'No shit!' And stuff like that.""That's it?" I asked. "They think that Jennifer's father has been doing stuff to her and her other sisters and that's why Denise likes to do it?""I heard that Juliette is just like Denise," Charlie added.Juliette was Jennifer's older sister who was a junior in high school. Jennifer had four older sisters and two younger sisters. I'd often heard that the Rideau's kept having kids because he wanted a son. The oldest girl was Denise at about twenty-four and the youngest was only about four. "Who told you that?" I asked Charlie."Frankie Paulsen," he told me.I made a deprecating noise. Frankie was the biggest braggart and liar in our class. I never believed a word he said."It's true," Charlie said. "He said that Juliette let him play with her boobs and stuff.""I'll believe Frankie when I see it with my own eyes," I told Charlie, and then we continued on to his house."Why are you asking about Jennifer anyway?" Charlie said, as we took off our backpacks and our jackets."Just curious," I lied. "I sit right next to her all day and she's never said a word to me. Kinda' strange.""Yeah, I guess," Charlie said, only paying half attention to my answer as he gingerly took his new model down off the top of his bureau. I carefully handled the model version of the X-13 and made all the appropriate noises and comments. Charlie had about twenty models hanging from the ceiling and covering every flat surface in his room. He had a lot more patience than I did. After about five minutes of talking and looking at his model we were both bored.Charlie was a latchkey kid. He'd been a 'late' baby. He had two brothers and a sister. Francis was seven years older than he and the other two were way older even. His mom and dad owned a travel agency and usually didn't come home until seven or eight o'clock. Charlie was like the forgotten man and he craved companionship.We sat on the bed for a few minutes without either of us being able to think of anything to say. I think Charlie was afraid I was about to get up and leave because he nearly spat out his next sentence."You want to see some dirty magazines?!" "Yeah," I nodded eagerly.Charlie got up and led me along the hallway and towards the basement door. He opened it and turned on the light and we went down. His father had a workshop in one corner of an otherwise empty basement."After Francis left," Charlie said as he took the key from its hiding place and unlocked the padlock. "My mom and dad cleaned out his room and they found these magazines in a box in his closet. Boy, was my mom angry. She threatened to pull him out of college. I can't wait until he comes home on spring break. She's really gonna let him have it.""How'd they wind up down here?" I asked as Charlie finally opened the door to his dad's workshop."Mom told dad to throw them away, but I saw him sneak them down here," Charlie said with a giggle.We entered the work shop and Charlie tugged on the cord which turned on the old fashioned, over- head light. I watched as Charlie moved aside some boxes on an upper shelf and finally pulled down a box that was supposed to contain a power sander."Jeeze," I said, "how'd you ever find them up there?""Took me a couple of hours one day," he smiled.He opened the box and showed me what must have been about thirty magazines."Wow!" I exclaimed. "I can't believe Francis had all the magazines.""He didn't," Charlie said. "He only had about six. I guess the rest of them belong to my dad."I reached down and grabbed a handful of magazines. The top ones were slick, but the bottom ones were older and limp. Some of them were in black and white."Careful," Charlie gulped, "don't mix them up!""Okay, okay," I told him.We put them on the workbench and then moved them one by one and looked at the covers. The top six were a couple of Playboys and four Penthouses. The covers featured gorgeous half naked women. I could feel my cock struggling around in my pants. Again. The seventh magazine was an old Hustler, then there came a couple of magazines called Juggs with covers of women with huge breasts. We opened one and flipped through it, looking at women in various bent over poses, displaying immense breasts. It was pretty tame stuff so we moved on. About half way down the stack, we came across a magazine called Jack's Boys. Its cover had a headshot of a guy with a large black mustache and a bill cap like in old biker movies."What's this one?" I asked."Oh yeah," Charlie said, "that one's got pictures of guys doing stuff together.""Guys!" I said in surprise and opened the old tattered magazine.The first page had a series of pictures showing two guys wearing denim and leather chaps. They were groping each other and kissing. The progression of pictures showed them removing their clothes and one guy licking the other's nipples. Then they were both naked and sported huge erections. One guy went onto his knees and sucked on the other's cock. I felt my own cock jumping around in my trousers and I could tell Charlie was having similar feelings as he fidgeted and looked over my shoulder. The picture essay continued and at the end one of the guys was butt fucking the other."Far out!" I exclaimed. "I've never seen a magazine like this.""Old man Henessy's got a lot of them," Charlie blurted out before he realized what he was saying.Old man Henessy was the weird guy from over on the next street. The one that I'd let suck me off a couple of times."You been going over to Old man Henessy's?" I asked Charlie.Charlie's eyes got big and he fidgeted about not wanting to answer."You let him suck your cock, don't you?" I asked giggling, but I saw that Charlie wasn't laughing."Hey," I said. "It's okay. I think everybody's let him suck their cock at one time or another."Charlie looked at me with surprise on his face. "Really?" He asked. "Has he ever sucked your cock?""A couple of times," I admitted.We stood there for a bit. Neither one of us saying anything."Did you like it?" Charlie asked."Sure," I told him. "What's not to like. I just don't like it when he paws at you and calls you sweetheart and stuff.""That's not so bad," Charlie said with a pout.I knew that Charlie was lonely sometimes, but I never realized until that moment just how much. I suppose to him, all that fawning was nice. I decided not to make any more judging comments."I guess, " I said and turned back to the magazines.We went down through layer after layer and we came across a few more gay magazines, which were pretty much like the first. One of the last ones we found though was different. It was in a foreign language and on the cover was a picture of a couple of boys about our age. "I've never seen that one," Charlie said.I turned to the first page and it showed the two boys lying in bed; fully clothed. The two boys were kissing. Each page only had one large picture on it and as I flipped the pages, slowly, the boys continued to make out as they removed one item of clothing after another. After about fifteen pages, they were both naked and grasping each other's cocks. Then they got into this weird position where they were facing away from each other and holding each others cocks. The next picture showed them sucking each other off. "Gosh," Charlie said and made no attempt to hide the fact that he had pulled his penis out and was stroking it.Charlie's cock was much like him - skinny and pale. It was almost as long as mine, but it was no thicker than my index finger. We often saw each others cocks as we would often jerk off together. I held the magazine in one hand and fished my own penis out of my pants. It was looking slightly red from the work out it had been getting all day. I would flip a page and then reach down and stroke it as I studied the picture. There were a number of shots of the two boys in the sixty-nine position. Then there came a close up of one of the boys' mouths half way up or down the others shaft. The picture was pretty much in your face and it really sent a shiver through my dick."Man!" Charlie whispered. "That looks like it feels good.""Uh huh," I agreed, nodding.I flipped the page and the picture showed the two boys pulling away from each others' erections. On the opposite page there was a picture of naked man entering the room. His adult cock pointing the way. There were several pictures of him sucking the boys and the boys sucking him. All of which caused an itch in my dick. Then there came a picture of one boy lying on his back while the other was kneeling between his legs and sucking his dick while the man knelt behind the second boy and pressed his cock to the small puckered asshole."Holy moley!" Charlie gasped as his hand went into overdrive.I wondered at his reaction. My reaction was to have my asshole clamp shut at the thought of something going in there. I flipped the page and the man was all the way into the young boy's ass now. I heard a grunt and looked over at Charlie who was busy spraying his father's workbench with youthful cum."Looks like somebody liked those pictures," I said, standing there watching him. My own cock in my hand.Charlie gave me a sheepish look as he struggled to keep his balance. His knees were shaking and he was breathing hard through an open mouth."You ever done that?" I asked him.There was one thing you could say about Charlie. He never lied. I don't think he could. It had gotten us into trouble on a few occasions. I can't imagine what would happen if his mother ever asked if we played with each other's cocks. Well technically we didn't. We just had mutual jerk off sessions. That was about to change.My eyes widened as Charlie nodded his head. "No shit?!" I said. "Who with? Not Old man Henessy?"Charlie once again nodded. I pictured Old man Henessy's cock and couldn't imagine that thing going up Charlie's ass. The couple of times that he'd sucked me off, he'd taken his cock out and stroked it as he gobbled me down. He'd wanted me to suck him off too, but I wasn't going near that thing. It had to be at least twice as long as mine and it was really fat."Man," I said, "that must have hurt."Charlie had composed himself by then. "A little the first time," he said. "The first time!" I parroted. "How many times has he done that to you?"Charlie only shrugged."Holy cow!" I whispered. "What else do you do? Have you sucked his cock?"Charlie nodded once again. My eyebrows shot up in amazement. Here was my best friend and I didn't even know about any of this stuff. What he did next really surprised me. I don't know if he mistook my last question as a desire, but he went down onto his knees and looking up at me as he bent forward and took my cock into his mouth. It felt just as good as I remembered. He worked his mouth up and down the shaft and I felt his tongue play around the head. I closed my eyes and savored the feeling. I felt my own knees shake and I reached out to rest a hand on the work bench. Charlie pulled off for a minute and he licked my cock up and down. It was a different sensation, but no less pleasant. He reached under my cock and pulled one of my testes into his mouth. This was a new sensation for me. And although it wasn't as nice as his sucking on my cock, it was pleasant none the less. I put down the magazine and put my hands on his head. I pulled him away from my nuts and pushed my cock at him. He opened up and swallowed me down once again. I sighed as my cock entered his hot mouth. I felt the surge in my nuts and knew I was about to blow. "I'm cuming," I warned him, but he only increased the sucking and my cum jetted into his eager mouth."Ohhhhhhhh!" I groaned and jet after jet exploded into his mouth as he hungrily milked my cock.He kept at it until it started to feel uncomfortable and I finally pushed his head away. My cock came out with a slight popping noise and his lips remained pursed. Just like when you pull the bottle away from a baby. I looked into his eyes and saw a glazed expression. It was like he had been lost in the effort.I leaned back against the workbench and gingerly stuffed my cock back into my pants."Man," I said hoarsely. "If I'd known you did that. I would have let you do it a long time ago."Charlie got up off his knees and smiled. "Did you like it?" He asked me."What's not to like!" I replied.We stood in silence again and the seconds turned into a minute. It was as though he was waiting for me to ask him something. I knew what it was."You like doing that?" I finally asked."Yesss," came the sibilant reply. I think he expected something different from me, but I merely shrugged and started putting the magazines back into the box. Pretty much as we'd found them. They had been pushed around in my throes of ecstasy and we didn't know how exactly they went. We only hoped his father didn't either. At least the top ones were in order. Charlie took some sawdust from the floor and rubbed it on the drops of cum he'd splattered on the bench. We looked around to make sure all was as it had been and we locked the door behind us and climbed back up to his room. It was as though what had happened was a long time past and we settled down to do some math homework. The phone rang after a bit and he answered. It was my mother checking up on me. She told me to come home before five. It was four o'clock. We went back to doing homework and finished after a few minutes."Well," I told him, "I guess I'll go on home.""Uh..uh..," he stuttered and looked away for a moment to build up his nerve. "You think we could do that again?""Yeah, sure," I said as though there was no question about it. 'Hell,' I said to myself. 'If he wants to suck my dick, he can do it every day if he wants.'Apparently, I had misunderstood the question because he was down on his knees again and tugging my zipper down. Apparently, he really did like sucking dick. I thought about stopping him, but by then he had my cock half way into his mouth and it was already feeling good. He had me hard in a second and proceeded to slurp away. He stopped for a moment and told me to sit on the edge of the bed. I realized after doing so that this was a great way to get your cock sucked. I lie back and let him go at it. I lasted for quite a while this time. Maybe five minutes. I grunted and groaned as he sucked the juices out of me. It wasn't as intense as his previous effort, but it was still toe curling. I pushed up on my elbows to watch him finish me off and realized that he was jerking himself off at the same time. I had thought of stopping him, but it looked like it really got him off so I let him continue until he sprayed his cum on his bedroom floor.I felt myself grinning as I tucked myself away. I had a feeling that our friendship had taken a whole new turn. "That was great," I told him and he beamed at me."I hope we can do it again," he said once again, and I instinctively put a hand on top of my zipper."Yeah," I said, "but, not right now."We both chuckled."Have you done this with anybody other than Old man Henessy?" I asked him as we walked towards the front of the house."Yeah," he said, and sounded proud of it.I stopped and looked at him. I almost asked why he'd taken so long to get around to sucking me off, but I figured that would be a little too much. "Who?" I simply asked."Well," he said, "you already know about Old man Henessy. Then there was Francis, Edgar...""Both of your brothers?" I exclaimed."Yeah," he nodded. "I guess Edgar used to make Francis suck him off when he was my age and then Francis made me do it to him and Edgar found out and now every time I go over to his house, he has me suck him off.""Wow," I said, "doesn't he worry about his wife?"Edgar's wife was a gorgeous little red head that I'd been infatuated with for about a year now."Nah," Charlie said, "Clemie knows all about it.""What?!" I shouted."Yeah," Charlie nodded. "I guess they have something called an open marriage. She likes to watch him suck on someone's cock and sometimes she sleeps with other women.""Holly shit!" I cried out. "How many other secrets have you been keeping from me. Do your parents know?""Heck no!" Charlie cried out. "My mom would die if she knew, and you'd better not tell anyone either."I crossed my heart and said I wouldn't. Charlie picked up where he'd left off. I guess when it came to his sexual activity he needed no prompting to relate the whole story."I did a couple of Old man Henessy's friends. They go over to his house every now and then and they all do things to each other.""Jeeze," I said and shook my head. I couldn't believe all this stuff was going on and I had no idea."I did Mister Blackely," Charlie said."Mister Blackely?" I repeated. "You sucked off the mailman? How the hell did that happen?""I guess he saw me coming out of Old man Henessy's back door one day. When he came by the house later and no one was here. He asked if I had had fun and I guess he could tell by the look on my face that he'd guessed right. He said if I sucked him off that he wouldn't tell anyone.""That asshole," I said."It's okay," Charlie stated. "He's got a really small cock. It's even smaller than yours."We both giggled at this and I realized how weird this was. Here we were, a couple of twelve year olds, talking about sucking grown men's cocks and about people swinging and all sorts of stuff."That must be about it then?" I asked, thinking he couldn't have done too many others."Well," Charlie said, and I got the feeling I was in for more shocking revelations."More?" I asked incredulously. "Just name them, okay. I don't think I can stand the suspense."Charlie smiled and held up his left hand and started ticking off fingers."There was Father Langley; Mister Franks, my dad's friend; Mister Lewiston; Mister Potacky; a friend of Edgar's; Clemie's brother; Clemie's dad; and a couple of guys I met at the movies one time."I couldn't believe my ears. I felt like a tidal wave was going through my head. He'd sucked off our parish priest, our scout master, our next door neighbor, and a bunch of others I didn't even know."You did Clemie's dad?" I asked in amazement."Yeah," he said with a sheepish grin. "I guess he knows about their open marriage and likes to join in, I guess.""What two guys at the movies?" I had to ask."I don't know who they were," he told me. "I had to go to the toilet and when I went in these two guys were standing by the urinals and playing with each other. They jumped apart when I came in, but I guess they thought since I was just a kid that it didn't matter and they kept on playing with each other. I thought it was really hot and I stayed and watched. One of them asked if I wanted my cock sucked and I guess they were surprised when I said yes.""So they sucked your cock first?" I asked."Yeah," he nodded, "they both took turns doing it and then one sucked on me as the other had me suck on him. Then they changed places until everybody had sucked on everybody else. They both came in my mouth.""Jesus!" I said, half in shock. And I thought I had a big secret with my mother jerking me off and Sister Rosa watching me jerk off in the boys' room.I told Charlie good by and wandered away from his house. I kept thinking about all that he'd said. There was so much information going through my head that it was almost physically tiring. I walked the half block to my house and didn't realize that I had done so. I walked into the house just as my mother was hanging up the phone. She had just called Charlie to see why I was late. It was almost five thirty. I told her I was sorry and tossed my bag down by the front door and took off my shoes. I suddenly remembered what had happened that morning and I looked up at my mother to find her studying me closely. I gave her a crooked smile and I guess she figured everything was all right. I stood up and saw her eyebrows rise a fraction. I realized then that I had another erection. It was like I had a monster in my pants. I supposed that I'd walked the entire way from Charlie's with an erection leading the way. I hoped that no one had been paying close attention. My mother's face took on a strange look and she turned to look after dinner. I went to the bathroom and washed up. I took my 'stiffie' out and stood over the toilet and tried to pee. I was there for a couple of minutes when this voice said:"It's hard to pee with a stiff cock isn't it?" I looked over my shoulder and found my mother standing in the open doorway. I hadn't even heard her open the door. She came in and gently closed the door behind her. "Maybe I should help you with that," she whispered.I wanted to cry out "Noooooo!" I wanted to tell her that I couldn't cum again, but then I realized it would require some explanations. She stood behind me and reached around. It was like she was holding her own cock. She slowly peeled back the foreskin."Looks like this little guy's had a work out today. Did you play with yourself at school?"I simply nodded my head. I couldn't believe I could get excited once again, but her hand on my cock was making me even stiffer. "Or did you and Charlie do more than just study?" She asked as if already knowing.I looked up and over my shoulder at her without answering."Don't be surprised," she said, "I know what young boys get up to. Besides, I think your friend Charlie might be gay."I stared at her. I hadn't even thought about that possibility. I just thought he was another horny young boy like me."Gay?" I repeated."That's what Clemie thinks," my mother said.It took a moment for me to accept the fact that my mom and Clemie would talk about something like that and then I remembered Charlie saying that his sister in law sometimes slept with other women and I suddenly looked at my mother through a whole new set of eyes.I guess she mistook my look."It wouldn't matter if he was would it?" She asked as she kept playing with my cock. "He's still your best friend.""Uh huh," I nodded."And besides," she added, "think of the possibilities."My head whipped up again and I must have looked like a scared rabbit. My mother chuckled deep in her chest. "I have a feeling you've already found out what the possibilities are haven't you?" She asked and waggled my stiff cock."Y..yes," I answered."What have you two been doing ?" She asked, and I wondered if this was actually a trap."Stuff," I squeaked out."Stuff, huh?" She repeated. "What kind of 'stuff'? Have you played with his cock?"I thought back and remembered the one time I'd jerked him off. In retrospect, I felt a little guilty that that was all I'd ever done for him."I uh.jerked him off once," I said quietly."You did," she replied and her stroking increased."Did you boys play with each other today?" She asked, and I realized she wanted me to tell her about stuff."Y..yes," I answered. "We looked at some dirty books and played with ourselves."I heard my mother groan quietly. "Is that all?" She asked, hoarsely."Charlie uh.. He, uh.sucked on my cock," I told her and she gasped aloud. I felt my mother lean into me and her breasts smashed up against my back. It was like I was being burned. They felt so hot. She leaned her head down onto my shoulder and her breathing was hard as she continued to stroke my cock. "Turn around," she whispered in my ear.I felt her back away and then I turned to face her. She reached behind me and lowered the toilet seat and lid. "Sit," she said, as she kneeled down.I knew what was coming, but couldn't get my head around it. I almost jumped out of my skin when someone gave a sharp rap on the door. "Mommie!" I heard my little sister yell."What?" My mother answered."What are you doing?" My sister asked."Never you mind," my mother yelled, "just go back to watching cartoons and mommy will be out in a minute."I heard a shuffle and then saw the shadow move away from the crack under the door."Now," my mother said as she grasped my now limp cock, "where was I?"I watched as she bent over my legs. Then came the hot, moist feeling of her mouth closing around me. Fireworks went off in my head as she worked my cock back into its previously swollen condition. I watched as her long dark hair draped down on either side of my thighs. I looked at her back and saw how it tapered down into her narrow waist before flaring out into her hips and ass. I'd never thought of my mother in a sexual way before this day, but now I was realizing how hot she was. I felt a hand reach up and gently fondle my nuts. I sucked in a breath and heard her murmur. She continued to fondle my sack and she worked feverishly on my cock. I could feel that old sensation coming on and she must have felt my legs tighten also. She redoubled her efforts. Suddenly, I felt my cum boil out of my cock. I don't know how much there was. There couldn't have been much, but there was some. My whole body tensed up. Every muscle was taut. I groaned and groaned again. My mother moaned as she swirled her tongue around my cock and swallowed what small amount of cum I'd given her. She looked up at me then and tossed her lustrous hair back over her shoulders. She had that glassy look in her eyes, just like Charlie had had. I watched as her tongue made a circuit around her lips."Ummmmm," she purred, "I'd forgotten how good young boys tasted."She got up then and walked to the door."Don't forget you need to pee," she said with a smile as she closed the door behind her.I sat there for several minutes. My mother had just sucked my cock. There was a possibility she was sleeping with another woman. And, she'd apparently tasted young boys before. My life had definitely taken a turn to the absurd. It didn't take long for the urine to pump out of my body this time. I think I was getting the hang of this hard-on, cum, and pee routine. I washed again and went out to find my twin brothers and my sister sitting at the table and wolfing down whatever was in front of them. I took my place and glanced at my mom. She had an elbow on the table and her fork dangled lazily from her hand. She was smiling at me. I fought hard not to giggle. I felt intoxicated. I ate my supper and couldn't remember what I'd eaten. I had some homework left to do and went into my room to work on it as mom did dishes and the others watched cartoons. My mother came in later and told me to move to the kitchen table so that my brothers could go to bed.I looked at the clock and saw that it was already seven. I told her I was done and put my books away. I went into the living room and turned on the television as my mother put the twins and my sister to sleep. She came into the living room after about a half hour and fell into one of the over stuffed easy chairs. "Boy, what a day!" She said."You had a hard day, mom?" I asked her."Well not as hard as yours," she said and giggled, "but, the twins were a handful and your sister has gotten very clutching of late."I couldn't believe my mom was making jokes about my delicate condition."Mom?" I began and was going to ask her why things were happening like they were when a sudden light swept passed our picture window, which meant someone was turning into our driveway. My mother got up and went to look outside."Hmmmm," she murmured, "it's your dad. He must have gotten some time off."She turned to me and said, "you were going to ask me something?""It was nothing," I told her as I heard the front door open. My father walked into the living room and looked around. He came over and tousled my hair. "How's it goin', sport?" He inquired, but didn't wait for an answer as he went over and hugged and kissed my mother."You're home early?" She said with a smile."Boss gave me some time off to make up for all the extra hours I've been putting in. I've got tomorrow off also," he beamed."Great!" My mom said and hugged him. I saw her look at me over his shoulder as she hugged him and I got a strange feeling that she was looking at me with hunger. I think if my dad hadn't come home that I was going to be treated to more of her sexual antics. I didn't know if I was happy or sad that my dad had come home. They went off to the kitchen so that mom could fix him something to eat and I watched an episode of Twilight Zone. At eight thirty, I felt my eyelids droop and got up and turned the television off. I walked through the kitchen and into the bathroom. I stripped and took my evening shower. I came out and wished my parents a good night. They were both surprised that I was going to bed early and without a fight. I told them that I was really tired. Mom gave me a kiss on the cheek and I thought I heard her chuckle. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. That was one thing you could say about sex, it drained the heck out of you.I awoke during the night and lie there wondering why. It was then I heard those familiar sounds. It had been ages since I'd heard them last. My parents were making love. I looked over at my alarm clock and saw that it was two a.m. A nagging feeling made me realize I had to use the bathroom. I got up and left the bedroom. The sounds coming from my parent's room were even louder now. I tried hard to ignore them, but it was difficult. It appeared that my parents were both the vocal types. I did my business and was returning to bed when curiosity got the better of me. I snuck over to my parents' bedroom door and stood listening. "Fuck yeah!" I heard my dad exclaim. "You're like a fucking hoover, you know that?"There came a muffled reply. I tried to imagine what my dad meant by that, but couldn't."You like that?" I heard my mom ask a minute later."What's not to like?" My father answered with a chuckle. "Sometimes, I think you'd rather just lie there and suck me off than actually do anything else.""Ummm hmmmm," I heard my mother reply."Maybe," my father said, "but I want some of that sweet pussy of yours. Come up here so I can do you right."I heard the sheets rustle and then there appeared to be silence for a few moments. My mother let out a slight gasp and my father moaned."Oh baby," my dad said. "That feels so good. God woman, even after four kids you've got one tight cunt. I love the way you squeeze me like that.""You like that huh?" My mother whispered and I heard my father groan a couple of times."Fuck!" My dad half cried out. "I'm cuming!""Oh yeah, baby," my mother told him. "Fill me up with that cum."I had heard enough. My cock was raging once again and I felt a certain burn in my face. I couldn't tell which emotion it was. Was I embarrassed at having listened or was I perhaps jealous? I think it was a little of both. I snuck away and went back to my bed. I fondled my hard cock as I lie there wondering what it would be like to fuck someone. To see them naked and play with their breasts. To finally see a live cunt; not just some glossy magazine image. Would it be soft and warm as I imagined it would? Would the girl let me do what those people did in the magazines. Was there someplace special you were supposed to lick or did you just run your tongue all over it. I fell asleep then, wondering my thoughts and holding my erection.That's how my mother found me in the morning. Lying on my back with my cock in my hands. My eyes fluttered as I was awoken by a strange sensation. My mind searched all its memory banks and finally came up with the answer. My eyes snapped opened and I looked down to see my mother twirling a finger around the lump under the covers."Good morning," she chimed and gave me a wide smile.My first thought was to pull away and whine at her actions, but then I figured 'what the hell'. If my mother was going to play these games with me, I would take advantage of them. Who knew what they might lead to. I glanced over to make sure my brothers were still asleep. They were only six, but they would have realized something was strange about what my mother was doing. Both of them were sound asleep. One on his back the other on his side, facing away. I pushed the covers down and my cock stood there in all its diminutive glory. My mother looked up at me, wondering at my boldness and I merely smiled at her. She looked over her shoulders at my brothers and then leaned down and took me into her mouth. 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dancer.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/64/dancer.txt | My name is Cynthia. I'm 23 years old, 5'5" tall, 115 pounds, and my measurements are 36C-21-34. I'm a natural blonde, with blue eyes and I'm into sexy talk and sexy ideas. I'm a professional dancer in adult clubs.This is a story about a recent gig I did in Vegas at one of those "off strip" adult clubs. I was on stage with a lot of people watching me dance naked. The guys where hooting and hollering, making very lewd and suggestive remarks about what they'd like to do to me in bed.I dance alone for a while, shaking my tits in their faces, or bending over in front of them close enough for them to try to lick my pussy. They all chicken out at the last minute though, and this makes be bolder and hotter the longer I dance. I was dancing on one of those semi-round stages, with a short, straight runway straight out from the stage. I started out dressed in a skirt and blouse and quickly lost my clothes to stand completely nude before everyone. While I'm dancing, my pussy gets wetter and wetter, (it always does) and I feel my cream mixing with the perspiration that covers me from dancing under the hot lights. Faces are blurred beyond the edge of the stage, but the men are all intent on checking out my body and I'm really enjoying myself. As I dance, I get more and more suggestive about what I want. I lie on my back with my legs spread and rock my hips as though I was being fucked hard and fast. Then I roll over and spread my legs and thrust back, showing everyone my wet pussy and sexy ass. This I do to a nice looking guy of about 27, sitting at the edge of the stage. I shove my ass and cunt almost in his face several times. When I get up and dance by him, I can see a thick bulge in his lap, and I know I've made him hot for me. Finally, I see a pretty woman about my age sitting at the edge of the runway with her boyfriend across the table from her. I dance down towards her and lay on my stomach, pressing my large breasts against the floor. I look her in the eyes and run my tongue across my lips sensuously, then flick my tongue up and down, showing her I'd like to eat her pussy too. To my surprise, she gives me an air-kiss, and runs her tongue around her lips too. Excited, I sit up and spread my thighs wide, with my ass at the edge of the stage, gyrating my hips lewdly right in front of her. I'm daring her to show me. Then she leans forward and I hear the crowd hush. Her tongue lightly flicks my soaking pussy and then she runs it over my clit, making me close my eyes while my body jerks to the sensation of it, taking me closer to a climax. Then she leans back and fingers my vagina and then licks my cream from her fingers, smiling up at me all the while. I stand up, a little shakily and continue to dance. But now, I'm dancing for her, enticing her to let me join her for the night. Instead, when I dance in front of another handsome man, she climbs up on stage and walks up behind me. I'm squatting down, legs wide apart for this handsome man to inspect my pussy, and I'm leaning back on one hand. She reaches around to cup my tits, then shake them and squeeze them for the handsome stranger. Her touch is electric, filling me with a fiery passion. We both rise, and her hands take mine to the buttons on her blouse. I undress her on the stage, with the guys cheering us on. She's wearing no bra, and her firm breasts are pointing straight out at mine. I lean close and rub my nipples to hers, and we both feel the sensual heat in our breasts. Quickly I remove the rest of her clothes, and we kiss, pressing our bodies together. Her soft flesh presses to mine, and our hands explore each other. I pull her cheeks open to show her off to the men in the room, and she does the same to me a moment later. We dance together a little, down to the end of the runway. She pushes me to the floor, and then kneels over me, lowering her beautiful pussy to my mouth. I get my first taste of her cream, and greedily lick her juices up. She is holding on to my large breasts, pulling on my nipples. I feel a hand exploring my thighs and then my pussy, knowing it belongs to one of the men in the audience who is bold enough to try. But I don't care about it, it just adds to my excitement.Then she leans forward and pulls my legs up and a mouth covers my vagina, licking and sucking as only a woman would, bringing me to the apex of arousal. I am filled with fire, a wild, burning passion for more, for more of her tasty pussy, her erotic touch. I feel something warm and thick press against my opening, and I know some man has his prick out and is going to fuck me, right there on stage while the woman holds me. And I want to be fucked, fast and hard while everyone watches. The woman's pussy is flowing like thick honey all over my mouth and chin. Her cream is sweet and warm. The prick begins moving in me, sliding easily in my soaked pussy. She continues to lick me near my clit, and she keeps me close to the edge. My body reacts to the man inside me, squeezing and trying to wrap around him, but my hands have her cheeks spread wide, and she has my legs held back. Her breasts press against my belly, and slide in my sweat, feeling so erotic and sensual. Now I see a man standing over my head, his hard prick standing straight out of his pants. He kneels and presses the head against her opening and slides in easily. His invading cock spills more of her sweet juice into my mouth with every stroke, and I'm licking at his large balls as they sway and slap against her cunt. I feel the man in me start fucking hard, fast, urgently. His body slams against me in a rough assault on my pussy, until he shoves himself deep inside and squirts his come deep in my body. He withdraws quickly, leaving my pussy to contract after he's gone. The woman begins licking and sucking his sperm out of me, and she's thrusting back against the man in her pussy too. I'm so close, so very close myself, and I rock my hips on her mouth, wanting her to make me come too. I feel and see the man above me press deep into her cunt, and I can almost feel his cock throb and spurt inside her. He too withdraws, and then presses her sweaty ass down, shoving her cunt against my face. Her pussy oozes his sperm out into my mouth, and I drink it all down, swallowing her cum mixed with his. I feel a warm liquid running down my pussy, and then a warm splat near my anus. Our sweaty bodies slide and slip against each other, as she licks up the sperm that someone spurted on me. Another man stands over my face and her rear, jerking himself furiously. I can barely see two others over her body, doing the same. More warm liquid runs down my pussy, warming my labia, matting my hairs. Her tongue seems to be everywhere between my legs. The man standing crouches down and squirts his thick, white sperm on her ass. I watch the thick white drops running down her cheeks, towards my mouth. The next man kneels next to us and I feel his hand on my breast. She lifts up slightly, and then he presses his long, hard cock between us, just in time to come. I can feel his thick shaft throb as a large, wet warmth covers my breast and her stomach. The third man presses his short, thick cock against her anus and I watch his thick sperm flow down her pussy, just as he shoves the head into her asshole. His cock throbs again, and he pulls out and leaves. When we sit up, most of the men have their pricks in their hands and are pumping up and down. She turns around and licks the sperm from my nipple and chest, then begins sucking on my nipples. Her boyfriend stands up on stage. His trim, lean naked body has a nice cock, and he walks forward and holds it to my mouth. The woman slides her fingers in me and begins to lightly bite my nipples. I lean my head back and let her boyfriend fuck my mouth. The men are cheering him on, urging him to cum in my mouth, or on my face. Some even calling for him to cum on my tits. The woman releases my breasts, and begins to suck his balls, looking up at him and telling him to come. She tells me that he comes a lot too. I can feel him ready to shoot, and she pulls him out of my mouth, and pumps his sperm all over my face and hers. She holds him and then kisses me, her tongue licking his cream from my chin. Then she licks his head, and pulls him around to fuck my pussy. He rolls me over and presses my hips to the floor, pushing my legs together. The woman slides in front of me and spread herself for me to lick her. He presses his cock against my opening and shoves hard, driving his still hard flesh deep inside me. The woman pulls my head against her pussy and he begins to fuck me hard and fast. I'm starting to come like crazy, and the crowd cheers. I moan and shake my head wildly, and arch up against his every thrust. The woman too is coming, her pussy soaking my face all over again. Suddenly he plunges deep inside me and I feel his cock throb as his thick sperm rushes into my hot, wet cunt. I'm almost screaming into her sopping wet pussy, and shaking all over. Her legs wrap around my head and she bucks against my face, pulling my hair hard. The two of us lay there, sweating, slippery, and soaked. Her boyfriend pulls out and climbs down to get dressed. My legs are still spread as his come flows out of me and spreads a wet pool on the stage. The woman now unwraps herself from around my head, and pulls me up and kisses me again. The audience is cheering and giving whistles. We both stand and bow, and then walk backstage to clean up. Behind the curtains, she stops me and spreads my legs, licking her boyfriend's sperm from my thighs and cunt. She and I enter a dressing room, and she can't stop sucking my nipples. Her fingers are driving me wild again, and then she moves to the door, pulling me along by my cunt. We go out the back door, still naked, sweaty, and wet with come. Her boyfriend has the car out back with the door open. She pulls me in, and we drive off. In the back seat, she kisses me again, and licks my cum from her fingers. Her boyfriend drives his two naked ladies home. As we pull into the driveway, we're still naked in the back seat. She turns to me, her hand on my left breast. "That was fun sis. Can I do the dancing next time?"END |
brookeandwillow1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/brookeandwillow1.txt | Author Note: This is a work of fiction. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. You must be over the age of 18 to read this.***Chapter 1I suppose that it's always the unexpected that takes you by surprise. And it isn't always the over the top "wow!" big sort of things either. No, sometimes it's the ordinary sort of unexpected that sneaks up, says "wow!" and then changes everything.Brooke was the second type. She was a relatively new cashier at a local drug store--the type that sells everything from medicines to food, drinks and cheap patio furniture. I say relatively new, but I really don't know when she started. It was just one day that I noticed her. Cute face, maybe five five, blonde hair, cropped short and stylishly, but her eye! Goodness. I almost couldn't keep my own eyes off of hers. They were brown--intense brown--brown like the sparkling glass of root beer, brown like the milk chocolate of an Easter bunny, brown like the rich grained beauty of an antique mahogany desk. I know that she knew I was staring at her.I regained some composure, paid for my stuff then felt a little awkward when she smiled, handed me my change and let her hand rest in the palm of mine a little longer than necessary. "Have a good day. Y'all come back.""Thank you," I said and left.I didn't mean to flirt and I was uneasy that she seemed to be flirting right back.On the drive home, I convinced myself that it was my head playing tricks with me. She was just a nice girl--probably just 20 at most. She'd hardly be drawn to me, a genuinely incompetent jerk in the dating department. I was twenty-four and had a small collection of dates and steady girlfriends from late high school through college, but nothing ever progressed. I was just like that old Stones song, "I can't get no girlie action." The fire went out of my life when the one girl I really cared about intensely, died in an drunk driving accident while I was away at college. Looking back in things, I would have to say that even though some four years had gone by since that night, I was still emotionally scarred: I couldn't, or wouldn't let someone get that close to me again.So I put the checkout girl out of my mind and went about my normal week.Friday rolled around and I stopped off at that store after work to pick up a nice bottle of port to use in a relaxing evening. There were few others in the store at the moment, probably because most mothers were already home fixing dinner for their kids. I suddenly remembered the previous interaction that I had and felt a little nervous as I saw the same girl at the register. This time, I noted her name tag: "Brooke."She looked up at me and smiled. "Any particular event calling for such a nice bottle tonight?" she asked as she rang it up."Naw, just a quiet evening.""All by yourself?" Her eyes sparkled and I had to tear mine away or I was in danger of falling in.I nodded."That's a shame. You should be sharing this with someone.""Got any suggestions?" I decided to play along."ID, please?""Huh? Oh, yes." I fished my wallet out and showed her my driver's license. "Thank you. That'll be $24.86."I handed her thirty bucks and she smiled again at me. Her eyes! Mesmerizing!She returned my change and placed it firmly in my palm then her other hand reached underneath my hand so it was held in between hers. "I do have a suggestion. Would it wreck your evening for you to wait before you open your bottle of port?""What do you mean?""I mean, you wait till seven thirty, open the bottle and I'll show up at your place.""You're going to show up at my place? Are you going to follow me home?""No, silly. You're going to open the bottle, pour two glasses, take a sip and then wish for me. I'll be there.""Really!?""Truly. Give it a try. It's hardly anything for you to do but if I'm correct, you'll have a very nice evening. Okay?""Well, that's true. I'll wait till seven thirty. Anything else that I should have?""No, that'll be all. I'll take care of the rest."She squeezed my hands between hers then released. I stared into her eyes then mumbled, "Good-bye," and left the store with my port.Well, that got things escalating quickly. The prospects were completely out of my league. Last time I was serious with a girl it took me weeks to do more than a little kiss on her cheek and many weeks more till I got to second base. I looked around my small abode. I had work to do so I called out for pizza and decided to do a manly attempt at cleaning the place. Not that it was filthy, but as a single man there were a fair number of things draped over chairs and the like, plus I hadn't dusted in I don't know how long.Pizza came in less than thirty minutes for which I tipped the driver extra. And I snarffed on slices while I ran around making my house respectable.It was after seven now and I scurried to freshen up and change. I hurried back to the front room, put on some light jazz, found two candles and lit them then placed my bottle of port on the coffee table with two glasses and waited till seven thirty. Finally! It was time. I unwrapped the seal then opened the top. My hands were sweaty and my heart pounded in anticipation. I breathed two or three deep breaths then poured two glasses and set the bottle back down."Okay, she said make a wish," I spoke quietly to the room. I took a sip and after I swallowed I spoke, "I wished that Brooke was here."Just then the door bell rang. I jumped then stared at the door.The bell rang once again and I quickly hurried to the door and peered out through the peep hole. I could not believe my eyes! It was Brooke from the store.I opened the door and stared. "It really is you! How the hey?""I promised, didn't I?"I continued to stare."I think at this point you should invite me in?" she said with a smile and a twinkle in her beautiful eyes."Oh, yes. Come on in!" I finally remembered my manners.I showed her in and pointed to a seat in the front room."This is very sweet, Darrin.""Thank you. I'm impressed that you remembered my name. And I'm blown away that you really came to visit at all.""I said I'd come, right? And there's the port."She sat on the couch and patted the space next to her so I felt emboldened to sit close by. "Which glass is mine?"I handed her one then lifted mine and said, "To a beautiful evening."Our glasses clinked and we drank. "This really is good. So why were you planning on keeping this to yourself?"I shrugged. "No other plans.""You're outta college, right?""Um-hum." I nodded. "What about you?""Still going to school. Work part time, school part time, a little of this and that the rest of the time."I took another sip and was pleased how much different the 24 dollar bottle tasted than the typical 9 dollar rot-gut stuff I had tried before. It tasted very good and the evening already was far better than anything I could have imagined."You know, before we go on, I just hafta apologize for staring at you the other day.""Staring at me?" she repeated with a little smile."Specifically at your eyes. You have the most fascinating pair of eyes I have ever seen."She looked away and blushed slightly. "Thank you, Darrin." She took another sip."I sure hope I'm not being too forward or anything.""No, I'm the one in danger of that. Remember?"We both laughed at that."No, I saw you looking into my eyes and I felt pleased. Finally someone was looking at *me* and not my boobs or something else." She looked behind me to the wall. "And I see that you appreciate eyes. You have a Renoir?""Yes, Mom gave it to me as a house warming gift. She knows that I love piano music, even if I can't play at all.""Beautiful eyes, don't you think?"I nodded then turned to look at the replica of the painting. Two girls--obviously young teens--seated at a piano: one intent on playing and the other intently watching. And like Brooke said, Renoir had a way with eyes. "I love his attention to details that matter," I finally said. "Everything pulls you into the action and their intensity.""Which is focused in their eyes, no?""Exactly." I turned around to face her again."I understand. And Darrin?" She paused and looked down. "I've never acted on an impulse like this before, but I connected with you and felt you. I want to help.""Help?" This was sounding really strange."I know it's coming out wrong, but listen to me first. Then decide. Okay?" She caught my hands with hers and looked at me with her beautiful brown eyes.I nodded."Darrin, I could tell immediately that you are a great guy and you are a hard worker. But I sensed a level of discontent and, well, I wasn't sure, but it feels like you had love and then it was taken away."I was shocked to hear her candid assessment of me after only seeing her twice in the checkout line. Creepy. Was she following me and looking up my info using my credit card number or driver's license? "How did you come to those conclusions?" I slowly asked."You think I'm a super scary stalker?" She shook her head. "I understand. I haven't stalked once. Unless you call coming to your place stalking.""Then how?""It's in here!" She exclaimed and dropped my head to point to her heart and her head. "I just feel it. That and the fact you have a nice credit card shows that you are a hard worker with good credit.""Are you like one of those science fiction people that are empaths?"She nodded her head. "And I've never acted on these empathetic proddings like this before, but this is so strong. I just had to. You need a girl friend.""You are offering to be my girl friend?" I asked incredulously. I was beginning to think I was in a movie and the surprise ending was about to come in from the other room."No, I would like to be your friend who is a girl," she smiled and took my hands again. "But I want to help you find the perfect girl friend.""How can you do that?""Remember? I'm an empath. I'll discover more about you and put that together with what I know of girls and women that I've met."I slouched into the couch and sighed."You don't believe me and you're having second opinions about inviting me over here.""It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out," I replied."I know, but I really.... Oh Darrin, I'm so sorry!" She began normally but ended with a shriek. "I didn't know. That is so awful!""What?""Your girl friend was still in high school when she died in a horrible car wreck."My world imploded in around me as I recalled the horror and terror of that night. I was a sophomore in college and my girl friend, Michelle, was a senior in high school. I had gone home for prom and been her date at that important high school rite of passage. But the very next Friday I got a phone call from my mom almost frantic and crying. "I'm so sorry, Darrin. Michelle was in a car wreck." My world crashed and I didn't know what to do. I staggered home for the funeral and the emotional meeting with family on all sides. Then I returned to classes at the university and nearly tanked. I almost withdrew, the emotional wreckage was so severe.Brooke leaned into me and put her arms around my shoulders and neck. Her head lay next to mine. She said nothing, but I could feel the moisture from her tears wetting her cheeks and my neck.I tried to back off from the memories and the emotions, but the long repressed images and pain refused to lie down quietly. I felt my heart move sideways again and my stomach clenched hard--just like it did when I first heard my mom on the phone, "Darrin, oh I'm so sorry, Darrin. Michelle's been in a bad accident." Mom's voice was choked with emotions and my mind went numb at that point. And now, several years later, images of my sweet girlfriend came upon me like a raging torrent, threatening to sweep me away. Her sweet smile, the way her eyes danced when she was happy, her long brown hair which would shine in the morning light when I walked her to school.We had become good friends at the end of my junior year. That she was a freshman was a little unusual, but I was never comfortable with the whole high school dating scene and many of the girls in my class, frankly, scared me. I was just a nerd and a bit of a wall-flower. But Michelle was a nerd and a bookworm and we started talking and hanging out at the library after school. Things simmered over the Summer then ignited that Fall. It was real love for me--I was certain of it. But it was hard going off to college even though it was only an hour away. But we made it work. Occasionally she would even come over to my school and hang out with me, even sitting in classes with me. Thus my freshman year ended and that next Summer was so sweet. Fall came and Michelle was starting the admission applications to attend school with me. We were so hopeful and.... well.... I received the phone call and my life ended. I was nineteen, not quite twenty and to keep the hurt at bay I shut the door on new close relations. That thought struck me hard--I had never understood that I was still grieving and hadn't finished the process correctly yet."That was only four and a half years ago," Brooke whispered.I had forgotten that she was there. In my mind and with my eyes closed, I was imagining holding Michelle once again. I opened my eyes and looked around. My eyes were blurred from tears, but I saw that I was holding Brooke and she was holding me. The bottle of port and two partially empty glasses were on the table near the candles that still flickered. Light jazz music still played softly through the speakers."I don't know what happened," I finally said."I think you had a bunch of repressed emotions," Brooke whispered then gently kissed my cheek. "I can sense that you were close. Almost like a soul mate. How intimate were you two?""We were close--very close. I felt that she was the first person in the world that accepted me for me. We were both inexperienced virgins and nervous as anything so we started the exploring each other very slowly. But by the time she was a senior we were active and petted heavily doing most things short of me sticking my dick into her tight twat. I was scared of her dad, but we promised each other that we would give each other ourselves as her graduation present. But that never..." I wasn't able to finish my sentence.She hugged me again and whispered, "How sweet and special. I'm so sorry."Suddenly I was reliving hugging Michelle. Her long hair cascaded down over her shoulders--her bare shoulders--over her back and her. Oh my goodness! Her bare ass was in view! Her lovely, svelte, small and compact ass! And my hands were cupping each perfect cheek. I know that night. It was a night that played in my wet dreams and daytime fantasies often. I was home from college for the weekend and her parents were out till late so we had free reign of the house. It was all we could do to keep from going all the way right then. It was only her little reminders and my innate fear of what her dad would do that kept me from spreading her legs and driving my friend home for the night.Instead we undressed each other then stood completely naked holding each other tightly with my stiff and twitching dick excitedly rubbing her belly. She pulled my face down and began French-kissing while her hands stroked my hair and neck."And then you creamed your load all over her belly."Brooke's voice brought me back to reality. Only this was weird. I was imagining and reflecting on and old memory yet she commented on my memories as if they were out in the open, playing on a TV screen for all to watch."What?! Are you reading my mind?""Almost. It's called kything.""It's called what?"Brooke sighed then said, "I guess this is the main reason that I don't try this very often. There's a lot to explain and I'm not doing a good job.""You're doing a good job at two things," I answered."Oh?""Making me believe that you have something going on.""That's one.""And weirding me out." I smiled."She kissed my cheek then said, "You are such a good sport.""So what is this kyth thing you're doing?""Kything was a term reintroduced into English by Madeleine L'Engle for her books like the sequels to a Wrinkle in Time. It's based on an old English word that meant to announce, or tell, to make known in words, or to make visible. She used it in her books to be a fictional telepathy and sort of mind-melding if you're a Star Trek fan.""You said fictional? Yet you're doing it?""I borrowed the term since it's the closest thing to explain what I have.""But you were reading my mind?""Almost. Primarily, I was experiencing your emotions. I did nudge you in a direction, but your feelings on that subject were so powerful and raw and intense, it was all I could do to keep from being blown away." She leaned away and picked up our glasses. "I would like to propose another toast."I accepted the glass from her hand and waited."To Darrin. I am overwhelmed with what a beautiful person he is!"Our glass clinked lightly together. "Thank you, Brooke."We drank the rest of our port then Brooke held her glass out. "That is really good stuff. Mind sharing a little more?""Careful. It's a lot stronger than wine. Are you driving home?""No, I'm flying."I laughed. "More dangerous to drink and fly than to drink and drive.""Trust me, I'm not driving.""Then let's have a little more," I replied. I poured each glass a little more than half full then said, "I don't understand half of what went on tonight. You must know that. But I also don't understand why I feel so comfortable with you in spite of be nearly freaked out of my mind.""Our emotions have melded. You're feeling some of my peace just as I understand some of who you are. And lemme just say this about that. You are a real gentleman. I'm very impressed. I'm thinking of a few women to send by you sometime tomorrow. I'm sure one of them will be perfect for you.""So, I'm to stay at home and interview these women as they come by?"Brooke laughed then took another sip of her drink. "No. Not at all. You'll go through your day. You have Saturday off, right?"I nodded."Good. That's easier. I'll just nudge them to interact with you throughout the day. You'll sense who might be your soul mate.""What if no one is?""There are millions of women out there in the world. You're telling me that you can't imagine that at least one of them is perfect for you?""I'm just saying I can't imagine how long it'll take to find the right one."She took a good size swig then set her glass down. "Here, lemma take yours too.""Whatchya doing?"She answer me by pushing me gently back so I was half lying on the couch and my legs hanging off to the floor. "Darrin, one thing I've learned is that defeatism and down-in-the-dumps feelings keep feeding on each other. You need a little confidence." Her fingers traced the outline of my crotch through my jeans. "I want to give you a little confidence tonight so that you can think straight when you meet these women."I couldn't believe it. She was coming on so strong and horny! "Give me a little confidence?" Might as well play along and get her to say exactly what she meant."Uh-huh." Her fingers pressed a little harder into my groin and my dick began responding. "I think that someone is getting the idea."A bizarre I was suddenly concerned. "Is this a mind trick?""No, it's real. Studies have shown that if a man receives love and a good, positive sexual experience, he will go out with a much more positive outlook. That's what I want for you.""Sex tonight?" In retrospect I can't believe how dumb that must have sounded, but Brooke didn't flinch or laugh. In stead, she undid my belt then the fly of my jeans. As the zipper came down, my dick grew larger and more excited. She ran her fingers over the cloth that was stretched above the length of my growing rod then leaned over to kiss it through my underwear. "That smells so good," she whispered in a deep, sultry voice. She then proceeded to untie my shoes and pull my pants down and off."Darrin, I hope that you aren't offended that we're not going to go all the way tonight, but this is our first date. Only tramps, sluts and whores fuck at the first meeting. You're more romantic than that. So am I." She undid a couple of buttons on her blouse then added, "And I really want your first time sex to be with your new woman. You'll find her. Trust me." "Do you need some help with that, ma'am?"She smiled. "Why, yes, I do."I sat up then finished unbuttoning her blouse and carefully slipped it from her shoulders and arms. She wore a black, lacy bra that pushed her breast upward--each breast looked to be the size of an orange. I could see no tan line yet."The hook is right here in front," she said and faced me.She wanted me to release her assets and I would be right in front of them as they sprang free. My hands actually trembled a little as I fumbled with the bra hook. But finally it was undone and I slowly and carefully opened her bra up to reveal a perfect pair of almost C-cup tits that were firm, semi-spherical and capped by small areola and a smaller nipple that barely raised itself above the cone. There were no tan lines at all. The thought of her going at least topless stoked my fires even more."They're beautiful," I whispered."You're too kind.""May I kiss them?"She smiled and leaned closer to me. I planted a big kiss on first one then the other. She grabbed the back of my head and I took that as a sign that she wanted me to suck and nibble and lick those precious orbs. I tongued one then sucked on the other. Back and forth and sometimes kissing each and leaving a trail of kissed between the two. While my mouth played with her tits, my hands spent some time rubbing her back and feeling her great little ass through her pants. My cock was becoming harder and harder and leaking pre-cum profusely.Finally she shuddered and leaned hard against me as she gasped and panted. I was very surprised. I never knew that a woman could cum very from mere breast stimulation. I stopped sucking and just held her tightly with my face pressed up against the soft skin of her tits."Darrin, that was so good!" she finally said. "I haven't had a quickie like that in quite a while.""I didn't know breasts alone could do that.""Not always, but sometimes. I think I was worked up by kything with you and feeling the energies that you've had." She slowly slid down to her knees making sure to scrape her tits over my dick on the way down. "Now it's your turn. Enjoy!"Then she exhaled softly on my dick and cupped my balls with her hand as she wrapped her other hand around my shaft. The effect was immediate. I moaned and my dick jumped and felt like it grew another size and a half. With the one hand holding my shaft, she began a slow, methodical stroke up and down. With the hand that held my nuts, she gently rubbed them and massaged them in her hand. Then she lowered her mouth over my highly sensitized dick and enveloped the head. Her tongue snaked downward a ways to tantalize more of the shaft. I knew that there was no way on planet earth that I could hold out long against such exquisite sensations.I reached out to touch her, to somehow communicate that what she was doing was so incredible. My hand found her back and the ribs along her side. I traced them down to feel her tit hanging below her chest and squeezed. It was such an incredible sensation to feel her perfect orange-size tit resting in the palm of my hand. That and the continued oral ministrations on my dick pushed me over the edge. I gasped and said unintelligible syllables. I know that I squeezed her tit and thrust my hips and dick upward into her mouth. She pulled back a little but kept her mouth firmly in place over my now erupting dick head. Three, four, five volleys fired off, then a couple of lesser spasms and finally one brief shudder. I was spent. That was the best blow job that I had ever had. Period.I opened my eyes finally and saw her licking her lips. I glanced down but there was no jism to be seen anywhere. There was no cleanup necessary!"Brooke, that was incredible. Would you be my girlfriend?""I'm your friend, Darrin," she said then kissed my partially erect dick. "But I'm an empath. That wouldn't be fair to you. I would know everything you're thinking or at least feeling, and you would barely know what's on my mind unless I told you. No," she shook her head. "I am waiting to find a fellow empath. We will certainly make beautiful music together.""But, couldn't you just try?"She kissed my dick again. "I think you're post-orgasmic drunk. Wake up tomorrow morning and think about it correctly." She sat up and swallowed the rest of her port. "It's almost eleven o'clock. I need to get home."I struggled to sit up. "I can't believe it's that late.""Time flies when you're kything, doesn't it?" She found her bra and quickly slipped it back on. I felt a pang of disappointment as her tits disappeared from view. "Don't worry, silly. I'll still be around, but I think that you'll get a real girlfriend soon enough. Okay?"I nodded."You're tired and had a long week. Just lay back and close your eyes. I'll let myself out. I'll be by to see you in a couple of days or perhaps I'll see you at the store."She pulled her shirt on then began buttoning. I was unnaturally tired. Neither port nor wine had never swung me for a loop like that before. I was going to protest but ended up being mesmerized by watching her bra ensconced tits disappear from view as she finished buttoning her shirt."Good night, Darrin. This has been an incredible evening. I hope that you enjoyed it too.""I did. But will you really send women by me tomorrow?""I will. You watch and you think about each of them. You'll know who's best." She bent over me and kissed my lips. "You really are a very sweet man. We'll get you a proper girlfriend. Okay?"I smiled and nodded. That really was a pleasant proposition."Good night," she said and draped a nearby afghan over me."Night," I whispered.She kissed me once again and touched my eyes. I heard the door open and close but fell asleep and couldn't care less about whether it was properly locked or not. I had vague, strange dream about sex and girlfriends and sex and Brooke and sex. In the middle of the night I suddenly woke up and was no longer stupefied. "The door! I have to make sure the door is locked!"I got up quickly and went to the front door and was very confused to see that it was locked already. There was no way that someone could lock it from the outside without a key. I went back to the front room and found my jeans. No, my keys were still in my jeans' pocket. I explored the rest of the house and saw that all was locked and in its proper place. There was no way that anyone without a key could have left the place and left it locked.I sat down on the couch again and stared at the two glasses--one empty and one nearly so--as well as the bottle of port. The candles had been extinguished and my jazz music had long since been turned off. "Was this all a dream I asked myself."That's when I noticed a small slip of paper near the port. I picked it up and read, "Believe. It really happened.""She was here!" I whispered to the room. "But how did she get out?"I shook my head the downed the rest of the contents of the almost empty glass. "What the hey!" I muttered then took the bottle and downed a sizable gulp before setting it back down. I looked at the clock--almost two in the morning."And I don't even know her last name!" I whispered aloud in amazement.I slowly aimed myself for bed and ascended the stairs. I did not finish undressing, but that hardly mattered since I was still naked from the waist down. Sleep came quickly but troubled as I dreamt many things involving Brooke and some new girlfriend. All of it sexy, but most of it weird and vaguely troubling. I slept long and hard.To be continued...NOTE: This story was written by a Kristen's Board Author.If you want to contact this author you will need to go towww.kristensboard.com and create an account. You can access the board without an account, you just can't post anything without one. |
slut.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/slut.txt | My wife Karen is a schoolteacher at an all-girl Catholic school in Costa Mesa. During the school terms she is the epitome of a lady. Her skirts come to just below the knee and she never shows any cleavage. Karen loves being a teacher and wouldn't give it up for the world. Karen has strawberry blonde hair, top and bottom, and has a good but not fantastic figure. Her boobs are small but firm and her butt is a bit big for her body shape. Her face is absolutely gorgeous and she has a personality to match. I've never met anyone that doesn't like her and enjoy her company. All the parents rave about her teaching abilities and continually praise her to the Principal. I'm sure they'd change their minds if they knew our secret. Karen loves to be humiliated and I love to watch! During the summer break Karen goes wild and throws away her inhibitions. I met Karen at NYU and even back then, twelve years ago, everyone was fucking her. Karen was an outstanding student and an even more outstanding slut. My fraternity, ALPHA BETA DELTA, was the wildest on campus. Parties lasted all weekend and Karen was at every one of them for the four years we were there. Karen always arrived looking demure and was quiet until she had a few drinks. Southern Comfort and Coke was her downfall! Once she'd had two she was out of control. At one party she was gangbanged by the entire fraternity over the three day long weekend. She'd arrived at 8pm on Friday night and by 10pm she was naked and sucking her first cock. Karen loved to blow guys while their girlfriends watched and called her names. She told me years later she really got off on being humiliated. Karen certainly came to the right Fraternity because we treated our women badly. During that Labor Day weekend back in 1988, I don't remember seeing Karen without a cock in at least one of her holes. We were all using drugs to keep us awake and I only slept for about six hours over the whole weekend. Karen was triple-fucked dozens of times and was naked all weekend. Guy, my roommate, made Karen lick his girlfriend's cunt in front of everyone. Karen was totally wanton and nothing was too outrageous. Karen didn't seem to care what people thought of her and happily posed for photos doing whatever the guys wanted. We have hundreds of photos of her sucking cocks and being fucked by dozens of different guys. One guy, I won't mention his name, loved to ass-fuck Karen and got off on having Karen ass-fuck him with a dildo. He is now a US Senator and very outspoken against homosexuals. Karen's reputation at NYU would have been enough to have her expelled in most Universities. It was only her fantastic grades and her personality that saved her. I don't think the Dean or any of her Professors could believe such a demure and lovely girl could be such a slut. Over the four years we were at NYU all of my buddies and most of the other male students had fucked Karen. Karen insisted that condoms were NOT used because she loved the feeling of cum leaking from her cunt. This resulted in a couple of cases of mild STD and a few anxious times when Karen's period was late. Karen was the football team mascot and win, lose or draw the whole team fucked her. If they won it was usually just fucking and sucking but if they lost more often then not they'd take the frustration out on Karen. After two losses in a row the quarterback accused Karen of being bad luck and offered her to the UCLA team that had just beaten them. Obviously the offer was accepted and the UCLA team came over to our frat house. If Eric, the quarterback, thought he was hurting Karen he was dumber then he looked. Twenty-six new guys. She was in heaven!! I watched the entire offensive and defensive teams fuck Karen in every hole and in every position imaginable. Karen was covered in cum and hickeys from top to bottom. Watching the big black defensive linemen fuck Karen was incredible. When Reggie, the 300lb UCLA lineman, ass-fucked Karen her little white body disappeared completely. How Karen's cunt and ass stretched to accommodate such large cocks was awe inspiring for everyone watching. All the cum overflowing from her ass and cunt was pooling on our new carpet. It was a disgusting mess and I was in love with Karen from that moment. After the UCLA team was finished with her several of our own team fucked her. Karen seemed to be in a sexual daze and was smiling to herself all the time. If someone touched her knee, she spread her legs and if the touched her hip she rolled over and spread her ass-cheeks. She was on automatic. When everyone was finished with her Karen made coffee. The squelching noise she made when she walked was quite obscene. The UCLA team had gone and most of our frat house had wandered off to bed. They knew there'd be other opportunities to watch Karen being gangbanged. Karen served coffee to the six guys still awake and then cleaned the cum off the carpet. After tidying up the room she asked Guy if anyone wanted to sleep with her tonight or should she just go back to her dorm. Guy asked the other guys if anyone 'wanted the slut for the night', 'She's well lubricated'. Knowing there'd be plenty of other nights to fuck this slut everyone said no. I offered to drive her back to her dorm. On the short drive back to Karen's dorm I told her how much I enjoyed watching her fuck. Karen and I were both finishing University at the end of the year and coincidentally moving to California. After parking behind the dorm Karen and I fucked in the back of my car. The feeling of pushing my cock into her overflowing cunt was amazing. I'd fucked her many times before but this was the first time since I realized I loved her. For the last three months at NYU we were inseparable. I was always the last guy to fuck her after an orgy and drove her to her dorm if she wasn't staying with some other guy or guys. I spent hours in my room, sometimes while Guy was fucking her, cataloguing her photos. She had kept a diary from her first day at NYU and whenever possible wrote down the guys' names who'd fucked her. There were hundreds of names and on more then one occasion the name of a team, like the UCLA football team or KSU basketball team. The last week Karen was at NYU she spent at our frat house. She had graduated with honors in all her courses especially fucking. Karen lived in my room and was continually being fucked, both vaginally and anally, for the whole week in a farewell performance. Most of the guys from the different frat houses brought old photos of orgies with Karen and we tried to put them in chronological order. It was difficult for anyone to remember exact dates so we just put them in yearbooks. Karen wasn't much help in dating the photos because she was usually so out of it at the orgies. On the last night at NYU over forty guys fucked Karen. The finale was Karen lying on the floor with, 'SLUT' painted across her tits and 'WHORE' on her belly. One after the other the guys ejaculated over her until she was covered from eyebrows to toenails in cum. I took twenty photos at different times showing her body disappearing under the torrent of cum. These photos we pasted into her last yearbook. ***Karen and I were married six years ago and for most of the year, at least Monday to Friday, we lead ordinary respectable lives. On weekends, whenever possible, we drive hundreds of miles from Costa Mesa so that Karen can get gangbanged by strangers. It's the summer breaks from school that are the best. Four years ago after some careful planning on my part, Karen had her dream come true. Southern California is only a four-hour drive from Tijuana and the Mexican brothels. While I was down there on business I'd met one of the owners at a cantina. This guy, Peter, was an American and both tourists and locals used his brothel. The prices charged depended on the customer. Tourists were charged about $25 but for locals it was about $4. I told Peter about Karen and told him how she loved to be fucked and humiliated. I asked him if he'd be interested in having her work for him for a month over summer. Peter was interested but wary of some sort of trap. I showed Peter some of Karen's photos I always carry and he agreed to hire her for a month on two conditions. Firstly, he could fuck when and where he liked and secondly, if she worked out he could extend her for another month. I reluctantly agreed to his second condition. As I only had one month off work, I would have to leave Karen down here by herself for the second month, only seeing her weekends. Peter said Karen would be his major draw-card because the Mexicans loved to fuck American women. She would be working out of his largest bedroom and both Peter and I could watch the action through a one way mirror. I told Karen we were going to Mexico for a month's holiday and would get some new guys to fuck and abuse her. When we arrived in Tijuana I took her straight to Peter's brothel. When Karen saw the brothel she knew straight away what I planned for her. I introduced her to Peter in the waiting area and I could almost see his cock harden through his jeans. He told her to remove her dress and show him what she had to offer. Karen undid the buttons of her summer dress and let it drop to the floor. She stepped out of it and stood there in front of ten customers and four working girls in the just her brief thong panties. Peter told her to take them off and give them to him. He said if he hired her she wouldn't need panties. My beautiful slut slid her panties off and tossed them to Peter. The blond hair on her cunt only accentuated her swollen pussy-lips. Karen's nipples were rock hard as she spun around giving everyone a good look at her body. Peter told Karen she kept half of all the money she earned but half of that was to be paid for room and board. When she was not with a customer she would share a dormitory with the other working girls. She could expect no special treatment. Karen was told to suck Peter's cock and to swallow his cum. This she did willingly and expertly. Peter then collected the $4 from each of the Mexicans waiting and we both watched as they gangbanged Karen on the waiting room floor. Karen was in her element. She would be fucked dozens of times a day and have absolutely no control over who fucked her and what they did to her. Peter had complete control over my slut wife for at least the next month. I had no doubt that he would extend her for the extra month. Peter wanted to use Karen in his advertising flyers and Karen had no objection. She wanted to be fucked as many times a humanly possible over the next month. Karen wasn't aware that Peter could at his discretion, keep her for another month. My only concern with the flyers was that someone from Southern California might recognize her and report her to the school. Because Peter's brothel was well used by tourists there was already a slight risk of that happening. Karen was unfazed by the chances of that but I insisted on some sort of disguise. We agreed that dyeing her hair black would change her looks enough to at least course some doubt. Within a week thousands of flyers were out advertising the new American whore at 'Yankee Pete's Bordello'. Whenever I walked down the street photos of my whore bride stared back at me from lampposts and walls. Peter's business almost doubled over night. When word got around that the gringo slut didn't want her men to use condoms business boomed. In the first month Karen or Carina as she was known in Tijuana, spent only three nights in the dormitory. Only the fact that the Mexicans loved to ass-fuck as much as cunt-fuck stopped Karen from getting bedsores! For the first two weeks both Peter and I watched Karen perform through the mirror. She was averaging thirty men a day and at least four gangbangs a week. One of the house specials was gangbangs. Five or more men paid only three dollars each for locals or twenty dollars each for tourists. Karen was getting three local gangbangs and one tourist gangbang a week. One group of Australians gangbanged my wife's ass mercilessly for two hours. I watched as they tied her arms to the headboard and her feet to the bottom corner posts. One guy placed a pillow under her hips making her ass-cheeks spread and one after the other the six guys pounded her still tight ass. I could see Karen having orgasm after orgasm as the men emptied their balls into her puckered hole. Karen was then untied and made to suck and lick clean the six cocks. Karen happily posed for photos with the guys before they left. Over the month the best thing for me was watching my wife take on anyone and everyone. Most guys that have their wives fuck other men usually check out the guys first. While Karen worked at the bordello she had no right to say no. If the guy or guys had the money she had to fuck them. Karen was on the pill and kept taking it to avoid any unwanted pregnancy and to avoid having a period while she was working. Over the first month she was fucked at least a thousand times and never had to use lubricant. Karen has the wettest cunt known to man and the Mexicans seem to prefer fucking her while she had other mens' cum leaking out. The last two weeks I only spent a couple of hours a day watching my wife being fucked. If there was a particularly large gangbang planned or she wanted me to watch her do something different of course I'd stay. I'd watch her for a couple of hours in the morning and then go sightseeing with Peter. Karen didn't know who was watching her through the window and was unable to here us talking, so she didn't know when I was there. When I told Karen that Peter was going to keep her for another month she was over the moon and kissed me for arranging such a great vacation. Karen wasn't due back to school for another seven weeks and was hoping that Peter would keep her till then. She was less pleased when she realized that I wouldn't be staying with her. I told her I would come down at least one day a weekend and she could tell me what she'd been doing. I also asked her to keep score so we could add to her yearbooks. ***Karen stayed an extra six weeks and we estimated that in the ten weeks she'd been fucked eighteen hundred times. 'Carina' spends at least four weeks a year at Yankee Pete's Bordello and if Peter needs her for a special occasion we go down for a weekend. Peter comes and stays with us in Costa Mesa and regularly fucks my wife. We both regard Peter as a close friend when he stays with us but when Karen works for him in Tijuana she's just another working slut. Karen no longer dyes her hair when she works in Mexico and we're both comfortable with the risks involved. So far only one person has recognized her and he's the father of one of her students. He has as much to lose if he reveals our secret, but to ensure his silence Karen let's him fuck her a couple of time a month. It's great having such a slut for a wife. END |
msmarca5.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/29/msmarca5.txt | I know what a man likes, and what he wants in a woman and I enjoy being all three. As a slut, I need to be dirty with my sex, lick his ass and suck his hole. Giving oral to some men could be dirty in some persons eyes, but to me sucking his balls and cock is an act of enjoyment and endearment. A whore is a harlot/prostitute. I lay on my back and spread my legs and let him fall between my long tan thigh and fill my honey pot with cock; as he rides me I whisper how good he makes me feel. Being a bitch is getting on all fours, wiggling your ass in his face, and turning him on to mounting you like the stud of the pack and breed to the bitch in heat. I learned that a good lover could be all of these, and still be a lady, and so much more. When the question and answer period ended, I knew then that women had been literally been give the gift of life; sex was what made my world go around.Chapter 1I woke up Sunday morning and got ready for my flight to Florida. I showered and shaved my legs, underarms, and pubic area; have to keep that bikini from showing any ugly hair peeking out. I have been shaving my pussy for so long that I cannot remember having anything but a two or three days worth of fuzz on it. I put on some moisturizing cream and walked back in the bedroom to get dressed. I chose some simple white cotton panties and a low cut summer dress that falls way below my knees, one that buttoned up the front. I decided not to wear a bra as the dress as a built in support and it was already hot and muggy outside and the dress would contain my breasts pretty well.Mother had come to my room as I was dressing and told me that my dad wanted to drive me to the airport. "He wants to say goodbye and be with you, a father and daughter thing honey!" I told her I understood, it was time in our relationship that this man would step to the side as I went out to make room for a different man to come into my left and this was dads way of saying goodbye.Dad gathered my bags and we headed to the airport. It was a drive that my father talked non-stop telling me to be careful where I went, who I was with, did I have enough money, do you have my work number; hey this was my father and his little girl was going off by herself. Dad parked in long-term parking and we headed for the AA terminal at DFW; I tried to tell dad he did not need to stay, but he had to see me on the big bird be with me until the last minutes. We sat and made small talk for a while as people do in airports, avoiding the subject of leaving. With my flight announced it was time to board and the time had come to say goodbye all over again. I hugged and kissed him and told him goodbye. "I love you daddy, I will always love you and mom more than you will ever know."I took my window seat and watched as we backed away from the gate, he was at the terminal window waving trying not to let go. My poor father, if only he knew what his little girl had grown up to be and she was still a under age teen who was way beyond her 17 years when it came to life. I sat by the window waving at dad seeing him wipe a tear from his eyes and blow his nose until the plane backed away from the gate and taxied to the runway.I had paid no attention to who was setting beside me as I was looking out the window at my father. As soon as the plane was airborne, I glanced around to see who was near me, it turned out to be an older man my fathers age, and he was dressed in grey slacks and dark blazer. He looked at me and smiled and I got the fast once over."Hows a beautiful girl like you traveling the world without an escort?" I smiled and looked down at my lap thinking to myself what did he mean by ESCORT as in a woman who is an escort? "We all need to get away from time to time; but if you must know I am on my way to work starting tomorrow." "Wheres your boyfriend, then?" he asked, as if that were the obvious next question. Only seventeen years old, and I had a boyfriend, Steven, in Fort Worth, but I did not expect our relationship would survive the coming year or even after this trip. The sad part was that it did not really bother me. I had lost my virginity to someone else long before I met Steven. "Oh," I stumbled, on that one, "hes I I mean, I dont really have a boyfriend I mean, and were just." He leaned over and said in a low voice; "I would guess you have many boy friends and I think I saw you with one, the one you were saying goodbye at the gate." Oh was this man was fishing and he was going to work on me fast. How did I explain simply that I had said goodbye to my father. I did not need to explain that to a stranger, did I? "Will I get to travel and I get to meet and be with a few special people in my line of, working.""Oh." The old man just shrugged, indicating somehow that it was all beyond him. Staring out the window, I heard him say, "Hes a fool, I wouldnt let a girl as pretty as you travel alone, if you were mine." Just as suddenly, he put out his hand. "James Nash here and you are?" I took his hand, "Marca, my friends call me Marca!" I saw a ring on his finger and that got me to thinking about my first married man. I turned and looked out the window at the clouds; I did not want to chat with anyone. A married man was the last thing I needed to think about today or the next 7 days.The first time I had a married man I was just 15 and he got something he will never forget, just like me. The married man was one of my girl friends fathers brother, her uncle, who was in his late 40s, not over 52 are so. The first time I ran into the old goat when I was 15 at the mall where I was modeling on a Saturday afternoon. He made that trip to the mall more than most men, and this one time he got bold and spoke to me. His old woman was out of town seeing the grand babies and the boy had time on his hands. At my break, I went with him to have a coke, we chatted about small thing, and he had his eyes all over me checking my boobs, as did every man I knew. God this old fart was fifty plus and I was 15 and he had that look as if he wanted to fuck me, like shit. The next time I saw him was right before I turned 16 and I was spending the weekend at my girl friends house. On Saturday, after I got off from work at the mall she and I was doing teenage things, taking about boys, doing our makeup, and just being girls. It seems her uncle was going to baby set with us since her folks went out of town at the last moment and her mother wanted an adult around. This uncle was not who you wanted looking after two 15-year-old girls, and one had the body and looks of a 19 year old.That afternoon we were out in the pool when Uncle Kerry, showed up. I had on my string bikini and it did not leave much to the imagination. My body had blossomed over the past year much faster than other girls had my age and the smile on my face as I strut around showed that I knew it. Since that first time at the mall I did nothing but flirt with him, our relationship had changed. He, like all men could not help but flirt with me, and I returned my playful advances in a way that encouraged him to continue. I was in a blue and white bikini, my little bottoms had, on the side a string that tied them tight to my hips, and the top let my cleavage show big time. I could see he was getting an eye full and it did not take him long to get his swim trucks on and get in with us. We were swimming and playing in the water and he began to lift us up and flip us into the air and back into the water. "Marca you are a sweet looking thing. I bet you have all the boys looking fast and hard! "If my wife had one ounce of your heat, oh I would never get out of the house." He grinned as he lifted me up out of the water and flipped me back toward the deep end. The bikini top was coming lose with each flip and I was pulling it up almost as a habit. One time it fell off and I acted as if I did not know it had slipped, he got a damn good look at them. It took me a few minutes to adjust my top back over my fun bags. My bottoms were riding up my crack and after awhile I stop pulling it out of my ass and just let him see how my cheeks looked exposed. I was enjoying the attention I was getting and I got out of the pool and lay out on the lounge chair on my back as my girl friend went to get the phone. "Kerry, could I get you, to be real sweet and rub some oil on my back?" As I lay on my stomach, I unfasten my bikini top and this allowed my bare back to be exposed to him; he rubbed oil on my legs, back and tried to get a slight feel of my breast as he rubbed my sides. He stopped when his niece came back from her phone call.I walked around the rest of the day in my bikini and gave him a good show. He cooked hotdogs on the grill and once when he looked at me eating my second dog, I put the tip of the Winnie in my mouth and ran my tongue around it as if it was a cock. I looked at him, smiled, and puckered my lips as if to kiss the tip. That night we were watching TV in the Den my girl friend and I were lying on the floor in front of him, stretched out on our stomach with a pillow beneath our chest. Knowing I was letting him see my slim, toned and perfectly proportioned figure. The two smooth crescents of my ass rose like luscious mounds from my thin waist. I could feel my robe rode all the way up my long legs, ending just at the rise of my ass cheeks. I was making it hard for him to enjoy the movie. At the next break, I rolled over and leaning back on my hands and without looking, I knew my robe was open to where he could see my pink panties, I smiled and gave that shy look as I asked him if he would like some coffee. The coffee finished dripping and I served him a cup. I made sure I bent over in front of him when I served the cup and let my boobs show with in reason. I dropped some had to go get a wet rag to clean up some drops on the coffee table. My breasts fully exposed to his view and he adjusted his glasses. I took a seat next to him where I could stretch out and be more comfortable. I sat next to him and continued my tease. He told me/us about all sorts of nonsense and we pretended to listen to each word. Meanwhile, I made sure that my robe opened more and more. I as sure, my left nipple was exposed and from the way he kept adjusting his glasses, he was taking it all in. I faked a big yawn and moved my legs out to where the robe fell open and than got up off the couch, I stood up. "I think it is my bed time, Ill see everyone in the morning." I smiled down at him as I closed my robe again. "So soon, Sleepyhead?" he asked.I had gotten up about 2AM to go to the kitchen to get something to drink and slipped on my robe over my panties, which at that stage in my life I still slept in. With only the light from the open door of the refrigerator, I poured a glass of milk. Just as I was about to close the door, I heard footsteps at the kitchen door."Hey Marca, just came down to make sure everything is going ok" He peeked at my robe opening, begging it to fall open. He was practically drooling . . ." "Well, I think I needed a little something to help me get to sleep. Other than that everything is fine" I replied somewhat coolly. I then decided a little flirting would not kill me and it would be fun to send him packing back to bed and still horny as he was this afternoon. I leaned forward, felling my heavy breasts press against the terrycloth robe and it opened enough to give Kerry a good shot of cleavage. I gave him that big smiled, "I'm just fine, I've got my glass of milk, thats all that I need to night." I ran my other hand down the edge of the robe and pushed my knee out below the wrap at my waist showing most of my thigh. I got a quick peek at Kerry's crotch. Yep, full bulge, but it was obvious that he had a full tent erection that easily hides under his robe. "I need to get up stairs before your niece wakes up and wonders what is going on down here." I slipped by him in the kitchen doorway with my boobs rubbing up against him as I turned side ways and squeezed by him. God I was giving him a show, I was the big tease that everyone said I was. Just than I spilled my milk on my robe and it ran down my breast. I reached up pulled my wet robe away from wet skin and the full set of breast came into view. I looked up and saw his smile and eyes fixed on my breast.He reached for a cup towel on the back of one of the chairs, took it to my boobs, and began to wipe the milk up. My nipples went hard as a rock and I gasped for air as he ran the towel over my nipples. He looked at me and said, "here you need to set down and let me check and make sure I got it all wiped up.As if he had done this a hundred times before, Kerry neatly lifted me from my position in the doorway, turned and set me down on my bare ass on top of the kitchen counter; I leaned back against the wall and this leaving me effectively nude except for my panties. "Oh Marca I think you got milk on your panties, here lets get you out of these." He pulled them off with out me lifting my ass up and stroked my soft flesh as he did. "I have to taste this. I've thought about this since the first time I saw you modeling at the mall." He closed in on my pussy and I could smell my own arousal as his tongue snaked out to dip into my honey. His strong hands around my waist and my hands on his head were the only things keeping me from falling to the floor. I hooked my feet up on his shoulders as he moved them up and out. This caused my slit to spread and left my aching pussy wide open for him. I gave him a smoldering look through narrowed eyes, encouraging him to do what he pleased with his willing late night date."No intercourse," I said weakly. "I'll give you a hand job or a blow job. Please I am not ready for that."He required no further permission and with a grin and deep rumbling dove right into the task at hand -- or rather, at tongue.My boy friends could take some serious lessons from this old man on eating pussy. Tongue, lips, fingers, all brought me quickly to the edge of reason. His strong, big hands guided my hips to the very edge of the counter top. My eyes opened only briefly when his mouth left my love nest. I could feel wetness dripping down my ass and was maddeningly close to orgasm as I curled up from my position on my elbows to see where my ticket to sexual release had gone. My body bent nearly in half and my ass rolled up from the top of the counter. He bent and licked from the top of the crack of my ass to my clit, scooping the copious juices with his tongue. I was limp with desire and satiation. He pulled me up and kissed me, siphoning the mixture he had collected with his tongue directly into my mouth. I drank it in greedily; sucking his tongue into my mouth like it was his amazing cock. This gave me an idea! However, before I could act, he moved me again, his eyes burning now. He rolled me back again, and put his mouth to my pussy, sucking hard, swallowing, and cleaning every bit of my juices from my pussy lips, my ass and my thighs. I squirmed, came, and came again.I pulled his head up; unable to stand another set of orgasms like the ones he had given me so far. Reluctantly, he followed my lead and I kissed the juices again from his lips, his tongue and face. Then I slid off the counter, sliding down his length, my knees spread on either side of his legs and I took his cock into my mouth to return the favor. Lucky me, it was hard and I was able to take most of it into my greedy mouth. I tasted the sweet mixture of juices in the folds of skin as I rolled his cock around with my tongue. My lipstick and starchy leavings mingled in his salt-and-pepper pubic hair. This was a cock to write home about; this was a cock made for a woman's pleasure. It was achieving that purpose. My right hand followed my lips, my left made a circuit through his thatch of graying hair -- nails lightly separating the tangle -- and around the heavy testicles. His hands guided my head, combing my terminally mussed hair, tracing the seal of my lips around his cock. "God, girl, your boy friend has taught you well," he groaned, thrusting forward slightly as his cock reached full mast. I licked the spot just below the tip of his meaty head in response. I pulled the skin taut with my hand as I gently drew my bottom teeth along his length and suctioned my saliva from the tip."What makes you so sure he taught me?" I winkled up at him. Then I lowered my throat upon him, my tongue tracing zigzags along the underside. He groaned again. I felt the twitching begin. I pulled back to get a look at the mighty weapon that had so pleasured me. "I play by ear," I whispered, just a bit in awe of his stamina. I kissed the smooth skin and licked the tip that leaked a drop of liquid. I looked up to lock gazes with the man. His teeth gleamed again at me and his hand cupped my chin. I took him into my mouth once more, this time for the duration. My eyes never left his face as I worked diligently on the fleshy scimitar. His head rolled back and he released a load of sweet cream into my thirsty mouth. I swallowed every drop and licked up the remaining mixture as if it was pure as babys milk. Our lips locked and she probed my mouth deeply with her tongue. We stayed in that position and made out, oddly concluding with something much more appropriate for a girl her age. This seemed to go on forever, and we did not stop until the sound of a toilet flushing came from up stairs snapped us back into reality."I got to go." I whispered. I placed a light kiss on his forehead, rolled off him, and disappeared up the stairs. That was just two years ago and my how I had come along way since that say. Chapter 2I raised the outside armrest and squeezed out from beneath my meal tray. I stretched and ran my hands down the sides of my dress. Had to go stand in line to Pee, and do a quick touch up on the make up. I arrived at the hotel, checked in, and found a note waiting for me from Rob suggesting that we meet for dinner. Taking my key, I went up to my room on the 7th floor. After unpacking my bags, I decided to have a showered and dressed. I had chosen my clothes carefully for this trip, had to make an impression on all. It was summertime and the evenings was warm. I slid lace white bikini panties over my thighs and up on to my hips. The material buried itself between the large dark tan globes of my ass and I pulled it up over my bald smooth pussy.I slid on my new pink top, held up with thin straps over my shoulders supported the thin fabric which stretched to accommodate my 39D breasts, revealing a large amount of cleavage. A white cotton skirt stopping just above my knees completed the outfit. I completed my preparations by touching up my lipstick and adding a few squirts of a new perfume. At 6 Pm, the phone rang and it was Rob down in the lobby and he had the photographer with him so we could go over the shoot.As we had dinner, the wine helped me unwind from the trip a little and then we got into the details of the session on the shoot in the morning at the marina, the site for the first shoot. I was to do two shoots a day one in the morning and one in the after noon and do the on each of the different vessel the company manufactured. It was decide I would do the session in a bikini and some in sports wear. The photographer said good night after dinner and Rob and I to moved into the bar and sat listen to the music coming from the night club in the next room after a couple of drinks, Rob turned to me and said."Marca Im helping organize the entertainment for this weeks board meeting you know, for the board members and officers of the company. One of the other salesman s helping me do other things, got the room reserved, dinners and all I am trying to do is arrange for some entertainment a little bump and grind, you know a little T n A." He turned again to look me in the eye; you think you might be up for that."I thought to myself, and really, Ive been there, done that already, hell I been doing that all summer two or three times a day." Turning in my chair, I said aloud, "Well, are they nice guys?" Certainly, a pointless question, I realized, once I asked.The negotiations that followed were simple and friendly. In the end, Rob agreed to pay for several days of extra work in cash and slip a little extra more on to my check that the company was paying me. Excited, Rob went to a phone to give the good news to his cohorts.I do love fucking another womans husband. The best are men who just want some wild nasty sex; that they cannot get at home. Being a young girl who is always out in public, and one who will do anything, that, will make them keep coming back for more I just love to make a man my property, get a hold on him.Rob and I talked on the way up to my room about the photo shoot that was to begin in the morning, but I wanted to know just what will they be expecting of me later this week when I need to entertain?A little taken aback he shrugged and said, "I dont know, exactly. Just a bit of a relax conversation at the cocktail party and than dinner, he paused, staring at me, "then whatever comes naturally, I guess."I smiled, relieved. "Okay," I gave him that big smile. "Thats okay, then. Oh Rob I was wondering if Mr. Newcomer was going to be around the next day or so, I wanted to think him for getting me this work." Rob told me he had to go to New England area and would be back on Tuesday.Rob turned to leave, saying, with his hand on the door handle, "So, Ill pick you up about seven, tomorrow morning, right?" Then just as he stepped over the threshold, he stopped again and turned a sad, worried look on his face. "Youre not going to back out on me about the extra work are you?""Of course not," I said comfortingly and reached to give his hand a squeeze. "Dont worry. See you, tomorrow, at seven."I was up and at it by 6AM and doing some of my makeup. My hair was different story, I rolled the hair and sprayed it extra heavy so it would hold a curl in the hot Florida humidity and sun. I had a bag ready to go for my clothes, a bag for my makeup, hair roller, hot comb, and hair drier and had a third hang up for my slacks and sports wear. It is like moving day when you go on a shoot. At 7AM Rob called from the lobby and said he and the crew were here; "good send them up I need help with my things." I was still getting myself together when they knocked on the door Rob and three young college boys not much older than me and they were checking me out as I pointed to what to take and not to fold that dress; hell I was giving orders like I was the HMFIC, as my grandfather would say. The three studs their eyes locked in on me and I am sure they involuntarily licked their lips as they took in my perfectly shaped round breasts sitting high on my chest with my large nipples, which protruded under my skimpy crop top. My butt jutted out invitingly from my cut-offs., I slip on sandals and smiled to myself as I giggled at them as we walked out the door. Two vans took us to a marina in South Beach area. There we picked up two boats and headed out and down the coast toward the keys. It was an hour ride, I worked on my makeup, and when we pulled into a cove, I started on my hair. By the time the crew had set up the first set, I was ready to pose, show time. I was to do the first shots in a bikini on the boat; this old boy liked a set of boobs and a nice ass. He checked the position of the sun and set the tripod and camera up a short distance away."How do you want me?" I called out to him. That made the three-college boy give out a wild hoot and some asshole commits; the photographer turned, looking at them said. "Next fucking remark and you are out of here, anyone got a problem with that?" This was all business to him, which it should be.If he was not in front of me clicking away, he was behind me; he had me do a full roll of me bent over, ass stuck out, hands on the wheel, boobs hanging down and me looking back at the lens at a 45 degree shot. He had the young college boys holding the reflectors, trying to get the right sun light on me and the third one was to stand off to the side and wipe sweat off me if my body began to shine; I wonder how he got that job?After an hour, I had to stop touch up my makeup and spray the hair one more time; this time we moved to the water in the cove near the beach. At the beach, it was hot and the brisk breeze off the ocean felt good. He took a few more and said he was very please with the progress we were making. We took a break just before 11AM, just sitting around after a few poses on the boat and in the water near the cove. I happened to look over at one of the hands and one of my boobs had jiggled loose, about half of my right nipple had slipped out of the top of my bikini.I looked down and smiled as I looked up and stuffed it back in, blushing just a little. He looked around to see where the boss was. "Don't be bashful on our account!" said one of the other crew members. I laughed, "I think Ill save the nude shots for later!"That got them going and that just made me blush even more. "Let's see the other one, Honey!"I stuck my tongue out at them, as I looked at them, "Show us both Marca, and show us those American beauties!"I gave them a funny look, then just pulled down my top for a second, exposing them to God and the world. I looked over at the photographer and he was looking at me too. The conversation suddenly got quiet. We all just looked at each other for what seemed like several minutes. I shifted my arm, the strap of my top slipped over my shoulder. Only faith and hope was holding the one side of my top up, we all knew it. The silence was deafening!Then gravity won out, the bra cup slid down, and my full breast was suddenly in full view. "Oops!" I said with a giggle, and went to pull it back up. "Ill be good!" I pulled it back up I knew he was not going to fire me. For the three days, it was 10 to 12 hours each day of nonstop hurry up and wait. The college boys saw that it took a lot of work to get the one perfect picture and what we, on the other side of the lens have to do to get that one in a million look.The last day of the shoot the photographer, ask me if I wanted to do some nudes for an extra fee just from him! "Make it worth my time." The photographer made me a deal I could not refuse to take and it would be about 3 hours of work. I asked him if he needed everyone around for this and he said no, just two would be enough. Working with the crew were two hunks who seem to be just a few years older than me and were nice looking, you could see they had been in the weight room. These two were quite and did not say much but I could tell they gave me the eye and looked when they could. When I was, ask whom from the crew did I want on the set for the nude session I picked them and felt that they would not give me any lip or trouble. Everyone got the afternoon off and all cleared the boat but the four of us.During the nude shoot it came up if I had a boy friend I gave everyone that big smile and told the group that I was in between boyfriends, will just for the week. Sam, the photographer asked me how I lived without sex. I said it was not necessary to have a boy friend to get good sex."I do not see sex as the only reason to date someone, and that not everyone who had a boyfriend was getting sex. Some times, it was just as much fun to try different cuts of meat, instead of the same old one. I see that the world has lots of different cuts and sizes of steak and plenty of it." I went on to tell them that I just had to have my weekly supply of meat, and it was nice to have it all the time, and I kept a string of boyfriends all the time so that I did not have to go without. I smiled, and brushed it off saying it was not a big deal, and tried to change the subject. I had the crews attention.The shoot went off without any major problems and this type of shoot made me a little nervous because of the sexy poses I had to make in front of the three men. When the shoot was over the photographer told me he would see me back at the hotel he needed to get back and develop the film that had been shot for the client and that the two guys would take me back after I had showered and dressed. As he pulled out from the area near the marina one of the hunks held out a beer and said. "You look like you could use this to cool off." I took the beer and had just one or two sips, not a drinker this was not my thing. I didnt have anything on but a light weight robe that did not hide my nipples coming though the material and the fullness of them made me look just that more sexier. "What are your names," they told me they were Gary and Sean. Jesse told me how hot I looked and they enjoyed watching me pose for the nude shoots. I turned to go back down the steps into the lounge area of the boat and put on my clothes, I smiled nervously. I felt like I was outside my body. They both looked at me and I saw their eyes travel down slowly during what was surely the longest silence ever. I meant to pull my robe tighter but they had seen me nude for the last 2 hours, if not longer. I succeeded only in giving them a nice glance of my D-sized breast. I quickly pulled the material back and rushed down the steps. Sean and Gary followed me down the steps into the lounge, paying much more attention now. I could tell both intended to see how far this was going to go. I was a piece of ass and they had no control over their libidos. Trying not to face them, I opened the ice chest and bent over leaning into it saying, "What would you boys like?" As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I cringed. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why did I say that?"I felt one of them behind me his strong hands glide over my ass cheeks and heard him say. "I know what I want, and it's not in the cooler."I stood up and faced Sean. My robe had opened considerably, and I had planned to say something to put him in his place, but our eyes locked and all of a sudden, all I could do was lower my gaze to the bulge in his pants. As I lifted my gaze, Sean took the initiative to slide his hands under my robe and around the side of my tits, totally exposing me. My nipples had now responded accordingly pointing out like brand new pencil erasers.Sean leaned in and nuzzled his face against my neck and started kissing and licking it and sucking at my earlobe. I caved and slid my arms around him. Sean reached down and working feverishly, untied my robe and let it fall to the floor. In a low moan and weak voice, I told them."Oh I am so horny, I need it, I need it from both of you, and I need your cock!" I put my arms back around Sean's neck and started kissing him long and deep twirling my tongue inside his mouth exploring every spot on his own tongue.Sean buried his hands in my hair and pulled my head back roughly biting my neck and moving down to my tits. He picked me up and put me on galley table. Gary was up and ready to jump in. They stood on either side of me alternating between my tits and my mouth, licking, biting and sucking."Yes, oh yes for God sakes suck them, suck my big nipples! OH YES. Yes suck them!" I left every inhibition behind. I reached for their cocks through their pants and started feeling them up. They both stood up and started stripping. I could not believe my eyes. Both studs had hard bodies, long muscled torsos and strong legs. My mind, my pussy was sucking wind when I saw them after they stripped off their shorts displaying two huge cocks standing completely at attention.Both Sean and Gary had the same idea and brought their cocks up to my mouth. I grabbed them and was not letting go. I switched back and forth sucking and licking each, occasionally trying to fit both in at once. Sean reached down and started fingering my wet hot slit, which felt wonderful, but when Gary joined him and I now had four large fingers buried in my snatch I almost hit the roof. "Oh you bastards I been wet for two days wanting a man! Rub it, oh yes rub my hot pussy!"The first wave came without warning I just felt a huge explosion that started between my legs and traveled right up my spine. I backed wildly against their hands and they held steady, not pulling out until I finally slowed down. I stop them long enough to tell Gary to get the condoms out of my purse; they both had that look as if she is right.They had been seeing my body for 3 days and completely nude the past few hours and both were up and wanted to fuck and I was more than willing. I rolled over and bent over the small sofa letting Sean have first crack. I watched as rolled the condom down his shaft and wiped some of my juices on his covered cock. I felt Sean rubbing my ass and slapping his dick against my cheeks. He went right to the bottom of my love nest in one hump, both of us letting out with a cry of pleasure. I looked back at his as I wiggled my ass."Oh you motherfucker, fuck me, you big cock son-of-a-bitch, fuck my slit; get that cock pumping! FUCK ME GOD DAMN-IT, FUCK ME!" Gary got an evil look on his face and grabbed a handful of my hair jerking his now hardening cock in front of my face. I darted out my tongue twitching as Sean now slapped his hard cock against my wet pussy, bumping repeatedly into my swollen clit. Gary started rubbing his erection against my face. Over my eyes nose and lips, pushing his balls against my mouth and forcing them between my lips. I tongued them in saliva and stared up at him wondering what was next. I found out.I kept Gary happy with what was surely the best blowjob of his life. I held his shaft as I sucked his cock like it was a soda straw, trying to suck life from him to me. I would look up at him and pull off telling him what I wanted. "Shoot it off baby, give me that cream, make me suck your cream, shoot it baby!"Now that I was taking two cocks at the same time, I really did feel like a whore. Both Sean and Gary held on as long as they could but neither had the staying power I was looking for. After all, they had been seeing me prancing around with my boobs out and ass wiggling for two days; these boys needed it as bad as I did. Almost at the same moment, both of them blew their loads. I felt my pussy walls expand as Sean's sticky blast filled his condom, while I gagged at Gary's first shot down my throat, I was able to swallow the massive load and suck him clean.I thought they spent, but I thought wrong. Sean picked me up off the sofa and let Gary take my place on the sofa on his back. Instinctively I climbed on top of Gary slipped a condom on his shaft and shoving his fat cock up my pussy and sitting down letting it fill me completely. I looked at Sean and told him to rest, one at a time is better; he just smiled and stroked his cock. I started fucking Gary like a mad woman trying not to hurt either of us; he gave up being gentle and started fucking my pussy like an animal. I was lost, feeling my pussy grip Gary's huge cock I could not handle it. I started to come, but it was more than that. My mind went ballistic."Oh me, oh yes, yes give it to me, give it to me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me hard!"I started bucking and screaming, begging him to fuck me harder and harder. Pleading with him to suck my nipples, to hurt me, to abuse my pussy until it was a cream filled pie, a cream splattered mess. I wanted it in every position and have each of them do me until I begged them to stop. Over the length of the afternoon, I had them fuck me every way I could think of. I had gone over the edge and wanted to be like a total whore and the boys were only happy to oblige.When I went off and I lost count of how many times, it was like a dream and you just do not want to wake up. I was delirious with pleasure as wave after depraved wave swept over me. I did not have a boy friend back home; I did not have anyone to answer to, all I felt was a sexual high I would never come down off this high. I kept climaxing in nasty convulsions; two hunks who were experts at the art of shameless pleasure were fucking me.By the end of the three hours of non-stop fucking and sucking, we were all exhausted; I did have time to shower before we headed back to the hotel. They had to clean up the boat and put it back in the same condition as it had been. I did not put on anything sexy for the ride to the hotel I was beat.We rolled into the hotel Wednesday night about 8PM and after my stuff was unloaded, the boys ask me out to a party that they were going to later that night. Oh that would be so tempting go to a party; but even at 17 I new where my pay check was coming from, I was being paid to work for this company and I had to be on show by noon tomorrow. "Thanks fellows, but Ill pass on this one!" That night I had a sandwich in my room and long hot bath and was in bed by 11PM. Who would have believed that could happen. I did get a good night sleep.Chapter 3I slept until 9AM and just had time to get myself together in order to make the lunch meeting with the board. I dressed to show off my body that was for sure. From my vantage point, I tried to make it possible to see that I was not wearing a bra; I had a very deep V neckline plunging to almost my navel, showing most of my much-tanned breasts. I wanted to give out that look that I was tan all over and make them think that I spent at least some of my time on a nude beach. I knew that my full, 39Ds would really show off nicely in this dress, I new that my horny admires would look at my curves of my breasts visible almost to my nipples.My black mini-skirt did every bit of justice to my tan tone legs, and the black open toed 5" high heels sealed the deal. I had tried to dress to be every man that saw me this afternoon as his wet dream tonight. I wanted each man to think he was the one who would make their dreams come true as they gazed upon me.Robs look, as I opened the door, said all he needed to say. His jaw dropped and his eyes glazed fleetingly as he drew a sudden breath and seemed to hold it. I stood, pleased, waiting for him to finish scanning up and down my sexy let it all hang out body. Finally, obviously satisfied with what he saw, he muttered, "You ready?" Grabbing my purse, which held little more than my key to the room, lipstick and a bit of cash, I accompanied Rob through the lobby and the gauntlet of stares and low whistles to his car.Everyone this is our treat for tonight!" Rob said holding my hand out and twirling me around slowly. I was not sure what he meant by treat, but I was sure of one thing and that was every eye in the room was on me. I could feel them undressing me with their eyes as Rob took me around the room introducing me to all the board members and with 10 men and I being the only woman in the room you knew I had everyones attention. After he had introduced me to all I leaned over close to Rob whispering in his ear."What kind of treat am I?" "You will find out soon enough my sweet; I think you know why you get the big bucks for." Rob pulled me over to the side as we went to the bar and told me to look over his shoulder at the fat little bald man, Mr. Cone; he was not staying for dinner, going back after this cocktail party and he had expressed interest in me visiting him in his room before he checked out. "Just remember Marca you get paid for extra work and you might as well start with him."It was only a few minutes when the fat old ugly fart started telling everyone good by and Rob told me that was my clue to cut out and give him 15 minutes and go to his room. I went back to my room made sure I had condoms and some Kleenex in my purse, checked my makeup and headed for his room. I knocked on his door and when he opened it I told him, I did not get a chance to say goodbye down stairs and just wanted to stop by to tell him how much I enjoyed meeting him.He smiled told me to come in and said he had time before he left to have a quick drink. I stood to one side as he walked past me toward the bar, God he was a short fat ugly son-of-a-bitch, he was no more than 54" and was build like a ball. I went and took a seat on the sofa and we had a drink; half way into my second sip of my wine he looked at me and said. "Honey we know why youre here, so lets cut the crap and you can get undressed." This is how I get my overtime pay I guess and my first one is fat ugly. I stood and was about to drop my skirt when he turned me around caressed my ass cheeks and it felt nice. He kissed my ass cheeks and started to pull down my panties."Bend over!"I bent over the chair that was in front of me and he could see everything. He took his time to enjoy the sights, caressed and every now and then landed a wet kiss on my ass cheeks. "So you like being sodomized?"I was a little shocked at the statement he made, bent over while he could examine my butt made me think of the few hard cocks I had up my ass. That just made me feel hot and I could tell it was going to cause ecstasy and pain. "Yes," I said, a little bit shy, when I felt his breath very close to my crotch.Smack! He landed a gentle flat hand on my right cheek and another slap and felt pain on the other cheek instantly. It made me shoot straight up in the air although it did not hurt that much. I have had a few butt slapping before I had not been prepared for a spanking just at this time."Bend down more, show me more of you ass you Amazon bitch!" Wow, that made me horny and I spread my legs and bent as much as I could; looking back at his fat ugly face as he licked his fat lips. His tongue came closer to my crotch and suddenly I felt a finger at my rectum, he was rough with my little rosebud. I did not like the feeling and asked him to be gentle. He instantly released the pressure and started to lick around my butt hole. "Oh Mr. Cone, oh yes, I like that!" I sighed and grunted and he went on an on. He made me nuts, because after my plea to be gentle, he did not raise pressure again. I wanted to ask him to fuck me, but I did not want to appear that willing. After all, he was just licking me for a while.He stopped licking and started to caress my ass cheeks again. Suddenly, I felt his finger at my butt tunnel, he twisted it a little, just like his tongue and then he eased it into my butt the whole length. What a relief! Finally, after all this teasing, he stuffed my ass. I was in heaven and told him by grunting loudly. He started to fuck me slowly with his finger and squeezed my ass cheeks. "Oh damn, keep going! Keep going, dont stop!" I yelled. A few minutes after my orgasm subsided, he did not stop finger fucking my ass. I just stood there bent over the chair still breathing hard from my experience. After a while, he pulled his finger out and asked me to stand up. I did so and looked behind me when he gave my ass hole a last push with two fingers that made me scream. He laughed and ordered me to bend over again. I looked back to see him lowering his pants and I saw his dick sticking out from his underwear slot. He was a little bit aroused, was not very big and not very beautiful. The Motherfucker was small!He stood and turned me around where I was facing the sofa and he was behind me dog style. Something was happening behind me, I figured him to be jerking off when he kneeled behind me, stretching my legs wider apart. That sent my upper body into the pillows of the sofa. I felt his dick. "Please be careful!" "Shut up you long legged, ass fucking bitch, I fuck you as I like and you will be pleased to have me!" With that, he pushed his cock head into my ass. His little Pee-Pee was not going to hurt my pussy or my ass, but you do not tell little Napoleon that he is a shit sandwich."Oh Mr. Cone that is so painful, oh, oh me, Oh Mr. Cone oh me!" Smack! He slapped my ass. He had me locked between his dick that was humping me in my ass and the sofa. "Please, dont do that to me, please do not hurt me! I will do whatever you want but please be gentle with me!" He answered with another stroke of his cock. In fact, the dick was only past the head in my ass, and he was about to change that. He eased it in gently the whole length and it felt good. Yes, it was ok. At least it felt much better than nothing up there.Gently he eased his dick in and out and in and out. I was getting with the motion that our bodies were making and looked back at him and with wide eyes; my mouth took on the shape as if I was sucking a cock. "Oh Mr. Cone I liked it. Thank you! Thats so good!" He knew I was into this, because I had started to sigh and groan."Fuck you are a butt slut whore! You would fuck anything and anybody I guess?" I did not answer that, how do you give an answer. "You fucking whore I am going to ride you now, horny bitch!"With that, he grabbed my hips with both hands and started to move harder behind me. He was really riding me! He had me locked up like a bitch dog and could fuck me just as he liked. Sometimes my upper body moved up, but he quickly pushed me into the sofa again, applying some hard pressure. I was not whinnying but close. I was moaning constantly, answering every push with a loud "oh yes, yes, oh!" The bastard rode me like a young mare!Then I felt it my ass was about to go off. I looked back as I rocked back at him. "Oh Mr. Cone my butt is about to cream, oh I am, yes, yes!" I was crying out when my butt muscles contracted. He slowed down a bit and enjoyed the action around his dick. Then he accelerated and started to fuck harder into my orgasm. He came also and the load that he shot into my ass made me come again.It was a very exhausting orgasm for both of us and we rested doggy style. I was still kneeling on the sofa with his little cock still in my ass. He pulled out and told me to hold my place; I looked back to see him looking at my bare butt, drenched in my ass juice and his cream. He was grinning. I felt molested but satisfied. "How much do you get for the night whore?" I looked down and felt the hurt with those words, but I was here to do just that. "Oh Mr. Cone I guess maybe five hundred a day and my expenses."I never saw the bastard again,I got up, dressed, went back to my room, to clean myself up, and was ready to get on with doing more entertaining. Rob saw me walk back into the room where the cocktail party was and he came over I just winked and smiled. "Honey I got two more who are cutting out in the morning, so you got to be nice to them tonight!" I looked at Rob with a blank stare. "Rob oh me I, oh God, both at the same time?" He laughed aloud and almost spilled his drink and shook his head, no. "But Ill let you make that choice!"He stop laughing long enough to point out Mr. Gray and Mr. Dean and he told me the dinning room table for the dinner would have name tags and I would be setting between them. I made my way into the dinning area took my seat and a few speeches were made and the President introduced me as this years calendar girl and have me stand. After the speeches, we had dinner. Dinner was a five-course meal with three wines; one of the dishes was a fish dish and one of the men at the table said, "I hate fish it smells like, oh", he stop in mid sentence and everyone just looked at me. I smiled and said."All my lovers eat lots of oysters, and when I get finished with them they could care less what it smells like!" I whispered in a low voice that only our table could hear. "I did not know if it worked, but I had heard about it once, and, after all, as one of my lovers said I was supposed to be the expert." I could feel the gaze from every man on my cleavage.We had small talk and a few crude jokes coming from out table and the other men in the room were calling for me to come set at their table, afterwards a few of the men went to the hotel bar, and again I was setting next to Mr. Grey and Mr. Dean in the bar.Mr. Grey kept looking at my legs and back to my boobs, at last he looked up. "Jesus honey, how big are those fuckers, I mean, if you don't mind me asking?" Grey asked, obviously losing a bit of decorum, but quite interested to get the info."Just a D cup, overall 39D, what did you guess they were?" Both men broke up laughing, as they fixed their eyes on my fun bags. "I figured they were big, hell anyone can see that." Mr. Grey was now looking at my bare legs, as I had quite a short dress on, so I smiled and said, "Do you like what you see?" and parted my legs slightly as I crossed them.The others were grinning at what I was doing. He smiled and put his hand on my leg and slides it up the inside of my thigh, until he reached my panties.He looked at Mr. Dean, who grinned and nodded to him, so he then started to rub between my legs through the thin material, then pulled them aside and inserted a finger up my shaven pussy.My mouth opened slightly and I gave a soft moan and whispered. "Oh Mr. Grey please not here." Dean on the other side saw this and put one hand on my tits, squeezing and playing gently with them. I tried to pull away, "too many people is around, not here please stop!"I would frequently glance over at Grey who seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the room watching them with me at the table. I also noticed that he had a large bulge in his pants. It sure does look like his cock is large. I leaned over to Mr. Dean and told him that we had too many eyes on us in the room. With that, he moved his hand to my chest and started rubbing my tits as he whispered in my ear. "Want to go to my room with me?" My nipples were already hard and poking through my thin material top but his attention was making them even harder. I could feel my pussy was already wet. "Are we going to let Mr. Grey over there to fend for himself?" I asked Dean. "That is up to you my dear but I think he should be included or he want be able to stand too much more," he said. We got up and everyone in the bar looked at us and knew where we were going. As soon as the elevator doors closed, they both had their hands all over me. We made it to Deans room and just as I stepped inside and the door shut I was out of my skirt and was standing there in my heels and soaking wet panties. When Grey he got in front of me, I pulled him to me and kissed him deeply. Our tongues explored each other's mouths and we were still kissing when I felt my Dean slide his fingers in the waistband on my panties and slide them down. I lifted my legs to allow him to take them off completely. They both helped me to the king size bed and I soon felt two mouths on my tits, nibbling and sucking my hard nipples. Grey was on my right and Dean on the left and I felt one of their hand between my legs. His fingers found my clit and I came as soon as he touched it. "My we have a hot one here," Grey said. "I bet we haven't seen nothing yet my friend" Dean replied. "They tell me this lovely woman will do anything you want so let's give her a night to remember." Grey's fingers were working on the inside of my fold, he grabbed my clit between his thumb and forefinger, pinching it lightly, and I came very hard.I pushed them both back and told them to get undress, as I moved over and on top of the bed. In a flash, Dean removed his clothes and stuck his cock in the direction of my mouth. I moved around on the bed and laid on my back so that my head was hanging over the edge. "Now let the night games began!" I said just before he replaced his hard cock into my mouth. I let my head fall back as far as it could and felt him slide his cock deep in my throat.I felt the finger leave my pussy, heard a belt buckle and zipper, and knew that Grey was undressing. I moaned around the cock in my mouth and Grey said "Don't worry sweetheart, I'll be back with you in a minute. My eyes looked up toward him and I saw a nice, long and thick cock. "Just the way I like a cock." Grey moved out of sight and I felt his finger re-enter my pussy. I also felt his tongue flick across my clit and I raised my hips to meet it. He literally attacked my clit, not only licking it but also taking it into his mouth and sucking on it. He was gently biting my clit, which would make me cum very hard. Meanwhile the cock in my throat began to twitch and I soon felt the familiar hot liquid that I have come to love, squirt into my throat. Dean drove his cock deeper into my throat and held it there while he unloading his nuts into me.I sat up and watched as Grey ate me out and slipped a finger in my love nest. "God I need someone to fuck me" I screamed. "In due time," Grey replied. "But I need your big cock in me," I begged. Grey looked at Dean and said, "They were right buddy, she is one hot nymph bitch. Get my carry on bag in the bathroom?" Dean looked at him with a confused expression and said he get it. "What do you want with your bag?" I moaned. "Fuck me with that lovely cock!""I'm in charge here" Grey exclaimed. "I will decide what is done to you and when." With that, he removed his fingers and I felt the emptiness in my pussy. "Do you understand that bitch?" he yelled. "YESSSS!" I moaned. "Please put your fingers back. I need something in my pussy NOW!" "I told you I am in charge and you will do as I say. Now turn over and get on your hands and knees." I did as instructed and as I got in position, Dean came back into the room with the bag. He open, the bag and took out a big box. "I got these for my wife but I am going to let the whore here have them when we get finished with her." I looked back at what he was taking out of the box they were dildos! "One was smaller than the other was but both were rather large. The smallest was about 9 inches long and about 2 1/2 inches across. The other one was at least 12 inches long but very, very thick...maybe 3 inches across. Grey said; "this bitch is hotter than a firecracker. I'm going to get a blow job; you fuck her with the dildos."Dean moved to my rump and slid his finger in and out of my pussy several times. "I'm going to loosen you up a little first honey," he said. Then he inserted two fingers in and started working them around. When I had adjusted to them, he added a third and continued to work his fingers in and out of my hot love nest. Then with no warning, I felt the cold dildo shoved into my fold. It was cool to the feel and it was bigger than the toys that my mother had the one that I am use to so I moaned with pain as he worked that big monster up my dark tunnel. I tried to relax but it was very difficult. I pulled my head up off the bed and looked up at Grey's cock and Dean reached over and slapped my ass, telling me to relax. I turned my attention back to the cock in front of me just waiting for me to suck him and this actually allowed my pussy to relax and begin adjusting to the invasion of the sex toy.With that, Grey moved in front of me. "Suck my dick sweetie. Just like you did his," he said. I took his semi-erect cock into my mouth and started to suck on just the head. His cock quickly became fully erect and I began to slide it down my throat. Grey is bigger than Dean is and when his cock got to the back of my throat, I gagged a little before letting it slide all the way into my throat. I felt my pussy lips being spread and then something cold putting pressure at the entrance. I did not know which dildo they had chosen to use but I soon discovered that he went for the largest one. As he pushed it into me, my pussy got a good stretching in order to accommodate its girth. To my surprise, he continued to push the toy into me with no difficulty and soon my pussy was full of fake cock. It felt great to have my pussy so full and I started to move my ass against it to encourage him to fuck me with it. I now turned my concentration to the cock in my throat and I would let is slide out of my throat until just the head was in my mouth. Then I would quickly swallow his cock until my nose buried in his pubic hair. "Man she can sure suck a cock buddy," Grey moaned. "Yeah I know," replied Dean. "Rob told me she would do anything but he forgot to tell me how great she is at doing it."I finally began to feel somewhat comfortable with the big toy in my pussy and wiggle and humped my butt to signal him to continue. He slowly slid the thing into my love nest and then he stopped which I figured meant he was all the way in. He allowed me to adjust for a few minutes then began to fuck me with the monster. I pulled off Greys cock and looked up at him and back at Dean. "God I love to be fucked!" It was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate on Grey's cock so I really started sucking him and sliding his cock deep into my throat. My efforts paid off and I soon felt his hot cum shooting into my throat. He came so much that I could not swallow it all and I began to gag and try to remove his cock from my throat. Grey held my head firmly with his hands and kept his cock deep in me. "You're not going to miss one fucking drop, you big boob whore!" he said as I continued to gag."She's really getting into getting fucked with that big toy," said Dean. Grey kept his slow shrinking tool in my mouth and let me lick it clean sucking up small amounts of cream that dripped out. "Here let me show you how to make her go wild!" Grey step away from my face and I looked back as he did something to the dildo and, BANG! He turned the base ring on the dildo and it began to vibrate. Holy shit this thing was alive and making my insides shakes. I rose up and arched my back to where the monster was filling and touching my walls. I lowered my head to the mattress and took a death grip on the sheets. "Oh, oh, oh my God, oh this is, this is, oh my God!" I started pushing my ass back to meet the thrusts and was now driving the sex toy in my pussy as far as it would go. I started feeling faint and then came again before apparently passing out as I fell in a heap on the bed, but I did not go our completely as I could still fell the monster thumping against my pussy wall.It seem to slip out about half way when I fell on the bed and I pushed up on my knees and got my ass back up in the air and put my right hand back between my legs and slipped the dildo back in as far as I could. "My, my, my looks like somebody is enjoying this", Grey leaned close to my ear; "Your enjoying this aren't you? Look at how you are squirming. You are getting off on this, you sick bitch. You're a fucking slut." He squeezed my breast hard, twisting my nipple. My muffled screams must have been musical to their ears.Then I felt the big monster slipping out, I looked back to see Grey pulling it very slowly out inch by inch. I made a face at them, why was he taking it out. "OH GOD, STOP, KEEP IT IN PLEASE PUT IT BACK IN. PLEASE FUCK ME WITH IT, I NEED THAT BIG THING. FUCK ME WITH IT, FUCK ME NOW, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" I screamed at them."Not so fast, slut. Tell me what you'll do for us if I let you have it."It felt incredible as he withdrew the sex toy until he was almost totally outside of me before easing it back in, repeatedly. I felt dizzy with pleasure and I knew my orgasm was close. One of them appeared at my side but I was not in position to suck him but I was feeling very nasty with what they were doing to me and the names they called me. I put my head down on the mattress and could feel motion coming from just above my head. It was Dean standing by the bed over to the side of me and he was stroking his baby maker. He took hold of his cock and started to pump furiously as he pointed it at my face. Grey was again talking dirty, calling me a dirty slut and a sexy whore and I could not help respond by telling them how good my fucking felt. It was too much for Dean as he unleashed at torrent on cum onto my face. I did not know where it all came from but he shot three or four giant streams onto me and I started to lap at what I could reach. Almost immediately, I looked back and saw Grey-shooting cream on my eyes, nose, mouth and hair; I was awash with their fluids. It was too much for me and I came as I gripped the dildo with my pussy. When their nuts were empty, they removed their cocks from my face and I took a few seconds to catch my breath. The feeling of the dildo that was still in the on position was incredible and I was still having one orgasm after another. They were fast, hard and continuously. I think I had locked my pussy lips around it and was sucking it in deeper as I was screaming for them to fuck me, give me some real cock! "I am not fucking some whore!" Who said it I did not know, but the next thing I realized was I was all alone in the room with my knees tucked up under my stomach and only the sound of my moaning and the buzzing of the dildo still in my up turn pussy could be heard. I turned my head and saw the clock on the nightstand, it read 12:43 AM my God they had this fake cock in me since 10 and it was still going. Oh, I have to turn it off, oh but it feels so good, what is wrong with me! I turned over on my side over and reached for the happy monster that was making me scream with joy, with it still buzzing, I pulled it out, that just set off one more climax. I lay on my side and tried to gather myself and reflect on what had just taken place.I felt myself filled with emotion, but I was not sure if it was it despairs or regret or joy. How could I reconcile the last few days with the person I thought I was? Was I depraved or entrepreneurial? I knew what my friends and family would say. What could they say? Here she was, sweet, young Marca, erotic prostitute and slut. No, even I did not like that title, I saw myself as an erotic model, that was what I wanted them to call me. I argued with myself on that one. Prostitute maybe I was, an old, well how about young, profession yeah, prostitute, or maybe all around girl, but not hooker or whore.I discussed my position with myself all night, sometimes silently, sometimes aloud to myself. It was terrifically confusing. However, in the final analysis, I just liked it, I really did like it, and I could not get enough. I liked the sex; I liked the power; I liked the money; and I liked the prospect of freedom I expected the money would buy.I decided, there, in that hotel room in Carl Gables Florida that I could, at least, finance my needs and mad money I needed back home for the next 6 months with my sex actives over the next day and a half. I was the only one who would know what I had going on this trip. All summer, I made money damn good money to entertain men at the apartment this was no different. Chapter 4I got though the final few days of the different meeting and the photography got the first run on the shots and he had more than enough to get the calendar made, after some 3 hours going over them 12 pictures were picked , one for each month of the year. After that meeting he and I went up to my room and went over the nudes he made of me. He wanted to keep 52 of the pictures I made and I had to sign a release and I asked that he make me a few pictures that I might give out to friends, not any nude ,but the ones in my sundress, bikini, slacks and halter top. He agreed and would send them to me in a few days; he also wanted to call me if he had other work and I agreed, but told him no more nudes, just not at this time.Saturday afternoon, Newcomer showed up and he was like a boy who had missed the party. I knew he could not spend the night, but I made it up to him for a quickie that had him seeing stars; he was a very happy man to lie between my long tan legs.I looked in the mirror one last time checking on my face that I had just put on. Standing in my 4" heels and nothing else, I started to slip on my underwear just as room service knocked at my door. Instead, I slipped on my silk robe, which did little to hide my figure as my nipples were showing though the thin material. I opened the door, and let what looked like the, well he was a perfect 10. His skin was smooth and silky, and his eyes are dark as night, with a slight Asian quality to them. I smile as I saw the nametag, it read Darnell; Darnell's lips are perfect, full and sexy, and as I watched him lick them slowly. I moan a little as I took in his body that stood before me. He is tall, probably around 6'3 and built very nicely. His body is toned and tight, not like a football players overly muscular build, but sexy nonetheless. I am still staring at him as he makes his way into the room moving the cart toward the bed.I had my eye on him as he pushed the cart with my food on it into the suite right up next to the foot of the bed. He was checking me out as he went about his duties. He asked where I wanted him to setup the tray, I pointed at the bed, as he went about his preparations. I moved toward the window knowing that the light from the morning sun would shine though my robe giving him a view that left nothing to the imagination. He glanced my way as he fixed the tray and he saw a little bite of heaven.His mouth kept moving but he no longer said anything as he took all of me in his sight, and began openly drooling and under his breath, I heard him mumble; "Holy shit!" After looking me up and down several times. "Miss, do you know that I can see though that robe; I can see your not wearing a thing under that thing?" I nodded, and smiled seductively, reaching out to grab a piece of sausage off the tray, as I looked at the big sausage growing in his pants leg he added; "I think I just got the understanding when one of the men from that boat company said in the lobby yesterday that he done died, and gone to heaven!"I moved to the bed, sat down on the edge, and gave out a giggle as I crossed my legs showing skin up to my upper thigh. "That is nice to know that I can make a man happy, reason they have me here this week." I looked up at him still taking hid build, when he asked me if I was going to be here next week. I told him that I was checking out in the morning, Sunday at noon, they had just wanted me here until Saturday night. He smiled and said. "If you can stay a few more days, I think I might help you out with a few more customers, if you need any help!"I looked at him, gave that coy, smirk look, and said. "So you want me to greet your clients with something like, Hello I am Marca the Slut for hire or the slut of the hotel and I am here to satisfy your sexual desires." He just smiled and told me he had men that would go for a girl like me; let him know. I shut the door and my mind wondered again as to my behavior. Since I had my initial experience with my lovers the past few weeks at the apartment, my life has changed in so many ways. I know most of it at first was mental, I know some of it just wanting sex, the physical part. It is as if I made this great leap in my growth as a person this summer. Since then, I am more confident, more assured and more in control of myself. I did feel shame and guilt at first and that was because of how I felt about Steven but after the last few days, it is more along the line of me having control and power to do, as I liked; my needs for sexual release and affirmation felt good and needed caring for. My sex with anyone and everyone has never been better. It is all just a matter of knowing what I want, I like what I did, what I am doing and I know it will just get better what I will do, and I am glad.There is only one problem with my wanting to be with Steven at this time, my sex drive. Now most men claim they would love to have a woman with a high sex drive, however when it comes to the truth, they can very rarely handle it. They say they can but their male ego gets in the way and become paranoid about the fact of whether or not they can trust that their girl friends sex drive will not cause her to go outside of the relationship to quench her thirst. In my case, it is a tall thirst.My Steven being tall, toned and handsome, and not to mention a man who has a brain and makes a woman feel special, makes it very difficult not to get horny. I was young, at 17, I had time to play and see the world.That afternoon on my way to my room, I ran into Darnell and he wanted to know if I had given any more thought to staying over for a few more days. He rode up with me on the elevator and told me about a big wheel here in Carl Gable that was having a big party Sunday night and needed a new girl to entertain one of his business partners for the evening at the party. "Who is the partner that I got to screw, you know age, looks, details my boy just the details."He is a widower late 60s I think and will probably want sex. Mr. Weller will tell you what to do when you arrive. He will pay you $1000 for the night. Are you interested?""Yes, for that kind of money I will do him all night long, yes, I am very interested. Get with me Sunday morning about 11AM. You got to get me a room on the house for two more nights."Darnell agreed and I called mother and told her that I had to redo some shots on one of the boats and they wanted to me to stay over and I would be out of here Tuesday morning. I think she knew but did not say anything, just told me to be careful. Darnell knocked on my door to give me the details and what all he had going for me on Sunday and Monday."All right you tall drink of water, dress in a sexy looking cocktail dress that will show a lot of skin, show those big boobs of yours. A limo will pick you up about 7 PM to take you to his home. The limo driver is bringing me the money when he comes and I will put your 1,000 in an envelope and it will be here when you get back."The limo picked me up as scheduled and let me out at Mr. Wellers front door. The butler led me to a large room where several people were standing and conversing with drinks in their hands. The men were dressed rather informally with sport coats and no ties. The few women were dressed in pretty cocktail dresses. The butler got the attention of a man I assumed to be Mr. Weller as the butler suggested I go to the bar for a drink. I no sooner had a drink in my hand until Mr. Weller greeted me.He said, "You must be Marca! Please make yourself at home and mingle. Ill talk to you later."As the evening wore on, I noticed Mr. Weller was talking to a man at least age seventy. What little hair he had was very gray. The two of them disappeared for a little while, and then Mr. Weller came back alone. He came over to me."Are you enjoying the evening?""Its been very nice so far and Ive talked to several people.""Probably you noticed me talking to Mr. Barnard. He is the CEO of a large company. That I have stock ownership in and I have more business pending with him. Look honey, he noticed how pretty you are. I told him you came by yourself and not attached to any of the men here. I want you to make him happy. I suggested he walk upstairs and go in the first bedroom on the right. You know what you are to do.""Yes, I understand."Mr. Weller smiled and walked away. I slowly walked out of the room as if going to the rest room. I walked up the stairs, turned to the right and knocked on the first door I came to."Come in, Please", I heard a voiceI opened the door to see Mr. Barnard sitting in a chair holding his drink. He said, "Didnt you bring your drink up with you? Let me make another for you."With a big smile, I walked up to him and said. "No thank you Mr. Barnard I dont need anymore tonight."I took a seat on the edge of the bed facing him. I crossed my legs and allowed my dress to ride up and show my thighs. Setting up straight as my mother always told me to do, I made my breast stand out at him and knowing my body it was just a matter of time before my nipples would go hard and come though the material of my dress. Our conversation was pleasant but nothing came up about sex. He was old enough to be my grandfather, but I could see he was a man who wanted sex with an attractive young girl. He had his eyes going from my boobs to my legs. I decided I had to take the lead to get action started."Mr. Bernard, Im sitting on this big old bed all by myself, do you think you could come and set beside me."He quickly got up and sat beside me, then put his arm around my waist. I turned to kiss him on the cheek. He then faced me for a light lingering kiss on the lips. His fat old puckered lips covered my mouth as he tried to tongue my throat. He smelled of Polo after-shave and had a whiskey breath. God he was gross and I was going to have sex with him!I said, "Lets take off your jacket and get more comfortable."As I helped him remove his jacket, he turned to me to find the zipper at the back of my dress.He commented with a smile, "I would love to help you lower that zipper; I always like to do zippers." I turned around and gave my back up to him as he humbled with my zipper. As he lowered the zipper, I wiggled my butt as he got near my hips telling him how nice his hands fell on my rear. "Oh Mr. Bernard your hands are cold from holding your drink!"I stood up to let my dress fall to the floor. By now, he was actively removing my clothes. He unhooked my bra and it fell to the floor in front of me; my nipples were rock hard. I put both my hands over my boobs, felt them, and rubbed them. "Oh that feels good to have that bra off, I feel so free, like I can breathe!" Then he moved toward me to remove my panties. I could tell he was getting very sexually excited now that I was almost naked. I was wondering if this old man was going to get a hard erection. Hell could he get it up at all!"Why dont you let me slip off my panties while you get undress?" I kept them on still did not want to show him all the goodies.He got up and stripped off everything except his shorts. "Arent you going to remove your shorts? Mr. Bernard?"He looked a little embarrassed but pulled down his shorts to expose his cock. It was half-hard to tell you the truth it was just a dead limp weenie. He moved his hand to cover his little limp pussy poker. He meekly said, "Guess Ive had a little too much to drink, but I know I can do it if you help me."I softly said, "I think I can help you with that.""Lets get on the bed", I suggested. I pulled the bedspread off, pulled back the top sheet, held out my hand for him to get in, and lowered him down on his back. I walked to the door making sure my ass wiggled as I did my catwalk; I wanted that door locked and I flipped off one of the lamps in the room. I wanted it to be as romantic as I could make it, and I wanted to hide him from my sight as much as I could.I stood over him on the side of the bed looking down at his fat belly and limp little Pee-Pee. I began to play with my nipples and kiss on them as I rubbed my hands over my stomach and breast."Wow Mr. Bernard, play with your cock for me that makes me go wild when I see a man stroke his cock!"He was Johnnie on the spot and had both hands on his weenie and pumping for dear life. I got on knee up on the bed as I kept the rubbing of my boobs in his face and at one point, I bent over and kissed his tip and lick it and than pulled back up. "Oh I love to kiss a big cock a real hard cock! Mr. Bernard I cannot wait much longer may I touch it!" I smiled and did that sexy giggle as I looked at his thing; than I took my right nipple and sucked it one long slow suck, than with both hands I took his cock and jacked it a little. I took the head in my mouth to tease it. I could feel it getting some life. I was beginning to work my spell on him. "Thats it, keep it up, thats good, oh yes I can feel it getting hard!" He energetically responded and hunched up to my face. I pulled off him and said to him in a take-charge voice. "Baby, you maybe the CEO in the board room, but in here I am running the show, you just let Marca take charge and things will be just fine."He just looked at me and nodded yes, as I gave him a sly smile and patted his skinny little ass. "Do not make me turn you over my lap and give you a spanking!" When I said that his little cock twitched in my hand and I went back to sucking it. What seemed like forever but it was only several minutes, I had him getting stiff. I lifted my head up and looked at his face?"See I told you to let me take care of things, now what do you want to do?""I can only go once and I want you to suck me dry.""Alright, what position do you want?""I want to sit up here in bed and watch you."He adjusted a pillow at the headboard and sat up. I moved in a position for him to see my face and mouth. His cock was very hard. I could deep throat him completely hell this little Pee-Pee was not a problem. I rose back up with just the head in my mouth, and then went all the way down with my nose buried in his hair. I continued to do this as he watched. He kept mumbling that he liked it and to keep doing it. I world raise my head up and tell him."Oh Mr. Bernard, your cock, oh I could do this all day long, oh I love this!"He seemed to be in no hurry to get off or maybe he was too old to shoot. I slipped my middle finger up his ass and began to butt fuck him with it. My mouth was a little tired and wished he would finish. About that time, he started shooting cream in my mouth and throat. He groaned and moaned and finally relaxed. I continued to keep his shrinking cock in my mouth as he watched. He finally said, "That was very good. I have not had a sexy girl like you in a long time." I got up and went got a washcloth to wipe off his Pee-Pee and clean his skinny ass. "It has been years since a woman made me feel like this!" Standing over him and wiping him up as if he was a little boy, I looked down at him. "Well, thank you, Mr. Bernard. You are a nice person. Ive liked being here with you."I thought I would say nice things to him to make him feel good. I doubt that I would have to fuck with this old shit again, so why not be nice. We both dressed and before we left, he said he did not have any money for a tip, but if I would write down my name and address, he would send something. Like hell I am going to give out my phone number or address, I told him, I am staying at the Hilton in Carl Gable but would be checking out in the morning, and besides it was my treat.We returned to the party room, but not at the same time. Mr. Weller asked me, "How did it go?""He seemed very pleased. I thought he was a happy camper."Mr. Weller commented, "The party is about over... I will arrange for the limo to take you back to your hotel later. Now enjoy yourself. The next two hours I chatted with the movers and shakers of South Florida. About 11 the butler came up to me and gave me a note from Mr. Weller. (I want you to go up stairs and go in my bedroom. It is the third door to the right.)I went up stairs as instructed and found his bedroom. It was a large room with beautiful furniture. I noticed family pictures in the room. I assume they were his sons, daughters, and grandchildren. While I sat and waited for Mr. Weller, I thought about all the money I was making tonight. So far, it had been a pleasant evening. I knew why I was in his bedroom I just hope he is not into anything kinky or any weird sex.Chapter 5Mr. Weller interrupted my thoughts when he came in the room. He said he needed to take a shower before getting in bed and wanted me to shower with him. "I been looking at your breast all night I got to see them." He went right to undressing not looking at me one time it was as if we had done this before. He showed no interest in seeing me strip. After we both undressed and I stepped into the shower after him he took notice of my full 39D breasts and gave them a look that told me he was horny or else he was hungry. He held my nude body as we shared a few sexy kisses. He did not have a problem with a hard erection because it was rubbing against my body. He seemed more interested in playing with my breasts than my pussy. I dropped one hand down to feel the stiff member slapping my thigh and took hold of a manhood that was nice size, nothing to write home about but it was stiff."Oh this is nice, love a man who has it up and ready and this is a ready to love!"We stepped out of the shower and I dried him off making sure I got on my knees and patted all the water off his lower body. I looked up from that position and licked his stiff pole. I made eye contact as I ran my tongue over the tip and into his Pee slit. If I do not stop he will want me to suck him off, I had enough of that tonight I stood and took his hand and pulled toward the bed. Once on the bed, I got my back and sat up on my elbows as I presented myself to him, he immediately wanted to kiss my breasts. He sucked my nipples and lightly bit them. I said, "Please not that hard you will bit them off. Just suck my nipples baby, suck them like you are after mothers milk; I love for them to be sucked." He had me lie on my back so he could get on top. He spread my legs wide and pushed them up toward my head, as he took his fingers and began to play with my fold and slip a finger in as if he was giving me my physical exam for my 6-month check up. His cock was firm and standing out just inches from a warm place that I knew it would like. I reached around my up turned ass, took hold of his rod, and pulled it toward my nest. "Here let me slip it in and do me slowly, just ever so slowly entered my pussy and take it all the way in. I like it when a man slowly fucks me as I pushed up to him. Here give it to me baby!"Then he pulled it out of my hand and said, "I want to fuck your tits".He pulled my legs back down and he moved up on my body to place his cock between my tits. "Oh I like this type of foreplay." I used my hands to push my tits together to surround his cock. "You are making my hot pussy horny, I am so wet, oh I like the way you make me want it!" He was eagerly fucking my tits as I told him how I wanted it between my legs humping my love nest. "Oh I do want you between my legs Mr. Weller; I want you to give me some cock!" I made eye contact with him when he started shooting cream all over my chin and neck. I tried to block his cream from hitting my face by moving my hands up to turn his cock side ways, but he took hold of my wrist and continue to ride my chest. His body was jerking as he yelled. "Oh yes, yes eat my wad you whore eat it, oh yes!" He grunted as white globs of sticky mess streamed from his throbbing member. My left nipple rested against his cock and I felt his cream spray across the sensitive tip. Gobs of white paste kept erupting from his cock covering my face and boobs. I could feel it dripping between them and streaming down my stomach. I lowered my mouth and tried to suck the last few drops from him, but his cock was too short to reach my lips. I could not help but eat what ran down my face and into my mouth. My face, neck and chin were a mess. As he was coming down from his high, he was still groaning. I knew I had the man well satisfied. He fell off me to the side of the bed on his back and gathered his breath. I got up and went in the bathroom to clean up.God I had shit everywhere and I took another shower and retouched my makeup, when I came out I did the wet washcloth thing on his crouch, at the same time I was rubbing it to get some action out of it; I need some cock. I bent over to kiss his limp tool when he said, "Its getting late, you can get dressed and the limo will take you home. You are very pretty and sexy and have been very good tonight." I was floored... the son-of-a-bitch was going to leave me hanging. "Mr. Weller you want me to do more dont you?" He opened the nightstand drawer to take out some bills and handed them to me. I did not know how much of a tip I was getting I was so fucking mad I did not count it. I just slipped my dress and heels on and carried my bra and panties in my hand as I walked out. That motherfucker left me like this no man had ever done that to me!When I got back to the hotel, I had a message from Darnell. (I got four customers for you tomorrow, first one at 11AM your room, talk to you in the morning.) After taking a third shower in the last 2 hours and getting in bed, I thought about all that had happened to me tonight, this past week and my young life. I enjoyed going to the party and talking to rich people. The two men I had sex with were nice persons. With all the money I made, I just wished I had an orgasm tonight. I got a dildo that will satisfy me later on; however, it looks like Darnell has me setup to get satisfied, I hope.The next day a messenger came by the hotel to give me package. When I opened it, there was a one-thousand dollar gift certificate to LORD&TAYLORS and a note from Mr. Bernard. It read, "I enjoyed my time with you, I would like to see you again." He had enclosed a business card and it had a Chicago address on the card. Well, well, well I guess I could tell everyone that I was his niece, which, of course, everyone would know I clearly was not.Darnell called my room about 10AM just as I was getting out of the shower and doing my face. "Evidently you made a good impression on Mr. Weller. He wants your services again. Are you ready for more?""Yes, it was a pleasant evening, I thought Mr. Weller, and his other guest was a very nice person. What does he want this time?""There is a business conference on Wednesday and he wants you for the day and that night. He has something for you this coming Friday and Saturday. It looks like you got the whole weekend booked." A limo will pick you up at one PM on Friday. You will probably have time to lounge at the swimming pool and later that evening dining and dancing. Take a couple of cocktail dresses for the two evenings.""Darnell that does sound inviting, but I am going back to Texas! I got my business to look after that is my base and you can tell Mr. Weller that!" I was ready to go home and after today. I was ready to rest for a few days. "Darnell bring up the first customer at 11 and have my money in an envelope, see you in a few minutes."I checked the room one more time to make sure it was not a mess and had the house cleaner clean the bathroom one last time. When I looked in the full-length mirror, I thought I looked attractive and sexy. I had put on sexy white bra and white bikini panties. I did the white stockings bite but no garter belt. I top everything off with a pair of white 5" FMP and a nightgown. The nightgown was transparent and my body showed clearly through it. "Better than a Playboy Centerfold," I told myself as I realized that I looked just like one of those girls in the magazine with these clothes. I could already feel my pussy getting dripping wet with excitement at what I was about to do.I knew my shapely body was making money for me now, but I had planed on letting my body be a body men would think about having not one they were buying. I was still a model that was the reason for this trip. I just did a little extra work on the side; I wonder how many years would my body last. I wanted to make as much money as I could now while I could attract men. At 5 minutes after 11 Darnell knocked on my door and I open it to where only my head was peeking out. I smiled as Darnell step aside and let the tall grey haired man in and I closed the door behind them as Darnell starting introducing us "Jim this is Marca, Marca this Jim." I smiled and told him to have a seat on the sofa and let me take your coat. The tall drink of water had to be in his 50s and seem to be a good old boy buy his speech; he was a boy of the south. Darnell looked at me, put the envelope on the dresser, and said if we needed anything to call him and he left. I walked in to the setting area and stood, as he looked me over letting him see lots of leg and the tops of my boobs. "Damn that black boy said you were some fine stuff and I would get my moneys worth, I can see he was right about you having a body!" I stepped over toward him and got my pussy right up in his face, I knew he had the smell of my perfume panties. "Lets get started and see if I got good stuff as you call it, why dont you get out of those things. You know that this is only for 2 hours!"He nodded yes and began to strip as I moved over top the bed and pulled back the spread and slipped into the king size love pad and sat up on my elbows watching him undress. "Hey you long tall, sweet thing, why dont you get undress! Show me those big tits!" I smile up at him and stick my boobs out at him. "I like for the man to remove my negligee, and uncovered his new prize." I was determined to give him his moneys worth so I did every sexy thing I knew or had ever read. First I looked up to face my first cock of the day, he had been squeezing it and see me he was getting stiff; it was starting to get hard, raising its head to meet my waiting mouth as I blew hot breath on it. I opened wide to engulf the head of his stiff cock.Taking a cock in my mouth was a pleasure for me; I liked cock and enjoyed sex in all forms. This cock was medium size and nice to handle. Letting his cock slide between my lips, I used my tongue to caress the full length. Tasting the few drops of pre-cum., I loved the feel of a nice firm cock sliding over my lips and tongue. Slowly I sucked on him letting him fuck my mouth, then going faster and faster. Just as he was ready to spit cream I stuck a finger in his ass and his cum flowed to my waiting tongue. I let my mouth fill with his hot, thick cream. Held it there for a bit then slowly swallowed his tasty seed."Now we can have a good fuck." I looked over at the clock and he had been in the room 20 minutes. "Here help he undress so we can get you where the good stuff is!" I took off everything but the shoes and stockings and I lay on the bed on my back; and I lifted my legs and spread them showing him where it was.I sucked his cock, chewed his balls, sixty-nine tongued in his ass. I slipped a condom on just when I knew he could not hold off any longer he had to have some pussy. I fucked missionary, I fucked side ways, I fucked on top, I fucked dog style, I fucked facing him and if he had his way, we would have fuck upside down. This asshole had staying power, dam where does it get this kind of life! I had three hard orgasms and just slowed down to get my breath. He had me on my back and was going at me as if I was his last fuck; I sensed he was about to come again and I hope the last time. He had made it last and I had made it good. I finally allowed him to pound his cock into me and I fucked back as fast as I could, taking his final load of cream deep in my condom protected pussy.He rolled off, covered in sweat, panting to catch his breath. We had fucked for an hour and twenty-five minutes and he had been in the room an hour and forty-five minutes; time for him to go. I got up and did the washcloth thing on his limp rod. I was dressed and slipped on a shirt so as not to get him aroused; I needed to get him out of the room. As he was dressing he started the old, I want to see you again. "Tell me big boy where do you live?" He looked up as if I was going to see him, poor boy. "Oh hell I live in a small town in Texas, where we dont have anything like you; I live in Waco, Texas." Damn, Waco is 90 miles from Fort Worth and he could be a regular. "Give me your business card and Ill call you in a few weeks and we will set something up, I get to Fort Worth once in a while and we just might work out something." He was one happy customer when he left my room; I had 45 minutes to get ready for number 2 on the hit parade. Just then, there was a knock at the door. I jumped up grabbed my things off the floor and hid them in the closet I put my robe on to answer the door. It was Darnell and a very old man and I mean old! They came into the room and I gave Darnell that look like thanks all I need is one older fart like Mr. Bernard. Darnell made the introduction and left but not before, he left the pay on my dresser.I turned and smile at the old shit and took his head and lead him to the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed letting him take in my body. He stood back to say, "You are beautiful, I saw you in the lobby yesterday and I had to know who you were. I thought the way you stood at the desk was like a dream come true I watched the way your ass moved when you walked was music; was really a turn on.""Thank you for the compliments, Mr. Walker. Now let me help you get comfortable, you need to get out of your clothes.""I will just take off my shoes, pants and shorts. Then I wont have to put many back on when I leave in a few minutes."I noticed his cock was not very hard when he dropped his shorts. I knew what I had to do to get it up and ready."Come over here by the bed, Mr. Walker, let me help you with those shorts. Oh I see you were blessed with a nice one, some younger men would be jealous."I began to stroke, squeeze his limp tool, and cup his balls trying to get it to come to life. "Yes, Im not as young as I used to be, but I still like sex."I moved his shirttail up high enough to expose his cock. I started running my tongue up and down, kissing and licking his shaft. My face was going up and down on him while cupping and playing with his balls. Mr. Walker seemed to enjoy what I was doing but he was making me earn my money. After some 10 minutes or so, he was still as limp as when I started. I ran my fingers up under his ass, slipped one in his brown hole, and began to hump it as deep as I could. I had my middle finger all the way in and by this time, he had bent over the bed on his hands and I was butt fucking the old goat. This rubbing seems to work on older men, I did not know why it just did, later in life I found out about the prostate and how rubbing it will cause the gentiles to get with the program or something like that.I could fell his limp member coming to life and the more I ran my finger in and out of his ass the stiffer it got. He began to grunt and flex his ass and I could see his balls twitch. "There you go Mr. Walker; oh I can feel you getting it up. Almost, wow you are getting it up big time. Oh yes, it is hard can you feel it Mr. Walker, you want me to jerk it or suck you off? He looked over ay me and said. "What do you want to do?""Oh Mr. Walker I want to do it doggie style." You dumb shit, that way I do not have to look at your old ugly fat face or smell your old man whiskey breath. "You think we better use a condom Mr. Walker, I am clean unless you had been sleeping with a lot of wild women?" He looked at me and just shook his head no, "I cannot remember the last pussy I got, and I am clean!"I got up on my knees and waited for him to get behind me. He quickly moved into position. I could feel him fumbling to get his cock in. Once he got the head in, he pushed all the way in. Then I could feel him making slow back and forth movements. "Oh yes god yes, damn yes, yes, yes!" I hissed, "Deeper... Harder... Fuck my hot box with your big cock!" Some of these old farts need all the help they can get; they can work for quite a while before they can shoot off. After several minutes, Mr. Walker said, "Get on your back and let me finish that way." I rolled over and when he moved between my legs, I tried to reach to help the old man get it in my box. His movements became faster, it was if he had it in me the way he was humping I could tell from his heavy and shorter breaths, I knew he was going off in any minute. His cock touched my thigh as he started moving into me, and he moaned, shooting all over me before he ever got in me! He fell on top of me almost crying and apologizing for dropping his load so quick. I told him it was not a problem, as I knew how to take care of that! I kissed the old man on the cheek and touched his shrinking tool. He felt bad not only for himself. He said he was sorry that he did not do me right. He had only been in the room some 30 minutes and he had an hour and a half to go, what to do with him, he would not be hard for a week.Today I would wondered if it was my beauty or the Viagra that made him get hard, but twenty years ago it was just looks and what I could do to a man that got him going. "It's been so long," he whispered against my nipples. He grabbed me below my armpit and gently moved his hand down. I got him up and dressed and I had him out the door when the phone rang and Darnell begging me to take on one more, all he wanted was a blowjob. "Damn you Darnell, 250 and just a blow job and no more!" I hung up the phone; in fact, I slammed it down. It was not two minutes and I heard the tapping on the door.OK who is the lucky man for the next round of losers? "Alright, come on in." I got the runt of the letter I had to settle for a slender wimp, about 5 4" no more than 125 pounds. He looked to be in his mid forties, maybe very well preserved early fifties. His hair was salt, pepper, and cut in a longish brush cut. He looked clean enough, and for a quick 250, he would do just fine.I towered over him with my 5" heels on it put me at 63" and I looked down on the little man. I was wondering how long he would stay, stay up that is! I introduced myself and he told me he was here for the conference and he was an accountant from Kansan City, with that said it was time we got on with the program "OK, Clark, you want a BJ so I was told?"He looked shocked when I asked him, but he quickly recovered and said, "I guess so!"I let my robe slide off my shoulders and drop to the floor to stand in front of Clark. With my hands on my hips, I let him take in the view, than I pulled him over to the edge of the bed, had him stand and face me as I sat down, unbuckled his pants, and let them drop to the floor. I reached up and pulled down his briefs to his knees. Between his legs was a cock that can only be described in one word, it was worthless. While I can say, as I see the truth that it may not be the smallest in the world, it was close. The reason I can make that statement is that I have not seen all the cocks in the world, not yet. I estimated that it must have to be 4 inches long and a good finger thick. It was not circumcised and as smooth as silk. His little marble ball sized testicles hung loosely in their scrotum. I guessed because it was the total absence of pubic hair that made the package so little boy like, that and the fact that his erect cock pointed in front of him like a finger pointing at me."Clark does your wife give you head?" He looked at me with a blank puppy dog look. "I am not married, I was, but she left and I never got one from her."I lifted his balls, licked his crotch, and around his wrinkled scrotum. I was looking up at him as I licked his balls in their wrinkled sack, taking one at a time into my mouth and caressing it with my tongue. Around the base of his cock, I used my tongue making it travel up the underside of his cock all the way to the head and around the ridge just under the head. After that, I held the cock gently in my hands, looked at him and smiled."This is your first BJ and you are about to get the blow job of your life." I wrapped my lips around his hard little Pee-Pee. His body went very tense and groans of pleasure began to fill the room. I had not sucked him in and out of my mouth more than five strokes when I felt his muscle ripple against my tongue. I sucked him in as if I was sucking cream from a straw, will trying to get cream. Until my lips were resting at the base of his cock, than began to swallow as he shot his load. When he was done, he stood there gasping for breath. I swirled my tongue around him a few more times, as I licked up all his juice and squeezed the last drop from his Pee-hole before raising my head. He had a stunned but happy look on his face. "I am right, that the first time you ever got your cock sucked?" I asked with a wicked grin on my face. He merely nodded his head yes. I said, "Shame on me for raping you with my mouth like that." He laughed and said."If its going to feel that damn good, you can rape me seven days a week. Can I make an appointment with you for tomorrow for the full two hours; the black guy said it was 500, can I?" I looked at this little shit as he pulled up his underwear and pants. "Give me your business card and if I get to Kansan City we can get together, if I come for the day and night it is 1,000 just for you." Just as he covered his little ass with his underwear, I gave him a slap on his ass cheek and said as I stood up. "Ill bring my paddles and make you my hot little boy for the day."I sent wonder boy on his way and that was it for the night for this trip, back to Texas in the morning. After stripping, I washed out my hose, you cannot let a cream dry on your hose, talk about an itchy feeling. Than I looked at myself in the mirror, telling myself I was a cheat. "Marca, you are a fucking whore," I whispered to myself, but as much as I tried, I could not make myself feel guilty. I wanted to feel guilty, I should have felt guilty but I just did not. I had made a ton of money this week and I was enjoying what I was doing, so much for that guilt trip.I was not ready to fall in love with Steven, I wanted to do more in life than just get married are even go with one man. It was time to make Steven one of my lovers; I just was not going to ask for cash, he would pay in other ways.I got Darnells phone number and told him I would give a call and we could set up something for us to make a few bucks. On the flight home I started counting how much money I had made for the week; it turned out to be over 7,000. I knew than I had something going. I got my plan together, I would get an answering service and have my calls go to them and start setting up my schedule on a more professional style. After all, I was one, after this weekend what else would you call me but a Call Girl, who happens to do some modeling.Chapter 6I got home and told my folks all about the week and what all that I did, will not everything and called Steven to let him know I was back home and to hear him say he wanted to see me. He was to pick me up at 7PM. That afternoon as I unpacked and talked on the phone to my girl friends I fell back into my teenage world and was back to being a 17 year old, but I still needed that hunger filled. I had fucked and sucked nothing but old men for the past 7 days; if had not been for the two young college boys it would have been a very long week. Only one or two of those men made me feel satisfied. I did make a few calls to my regulars and set up appointments for the coming week.I could not remember the last time the urge to fuck was so strong. I actually felt like a bitch in heat. I needed dick; I needed a mans dick tonight! When Steven picked me up, he was surprised to see me dressed in shorts and a halt top and sandals. When he was about to tell me where we were going for dinner I told him I wanted to go to one place and that was his apartment.God, I wanted him! He felt fabulous as I ran my hands across his chest, his nipples going erect at my touch. When we closed the door behind us I was on him like a mad dog after a bone, I kissed him and whispered to him as he kissed my neck. "I will not be told no, I want you to make love to me!"Steven undid the crop top. A set of rounded breasts bounced freely. The brown nipples erect. I pulled him towards me for a kiss. Explosions of pleasure pulsed through me as his tongue entwined with mine, wet and sloppy glorious probing pleasure. My own nipples immediately hardened against his chest and a spasm rocketed through my pelvis as I tried in vain to rub myself against him, boobs withstanding."Damn!" he admired, "You are, I forgot how beautiful you are.""Im so fucking hot, baby," I hissed, "Please tell me youre ready to go all the way, go all night long to please my hunger!""Thats going to happen, my love," Steven answered playing with my stiff nipples. We moved toward the sofa and I started undressing him. I positioned him in front of me and slowly slipped the panties down my legs, letting my fingers glide down the sides of my legs. I stepped out of the panties and stood before him naked. He placed his hands around me and cupped my ass while he began kissing my navel.My pussy was so wet that I could smell the musky sweetness of my juices when I lowered my face to look down on him as he kissed my mound. He placed a hand between my thighs and I spread my legs. He slipped his legs between me and stretched out prone on the large overstuffed sofa and I loosened his slacks so that they were down below his thighs. His cock was standing at attention waiting to slide home into my sweet hot pussy.I bent forward and knelt with a leg on either side of him. With my legs spread so widely, he had to see the swollen purple lips of my pussy as I lowered myself onto his cock. He held my waist and guided me as I rose up and down on him, slowly at first and then with increasing frequency. My hands went up and pulled my breast and I pinch my nipples. My head thrown back, as I knew he was watching me play with my breasts had to be a turn-on for him. I rocked my pelvis rapidly as he thrust into me. I increased the intensity and frequency of my rocking pelvis, moaning at the sensation of the heat from his engorged cock within me. My tan thighs were sliding over his thighs and producing heat from the friction. He grabbed my ass and kneaded it fiercely. We came in unison; I could feel his load of hot cream spreading within me as my pussy muscles contracted in waves around his shaft. I had his passion and his love, the man was giving me a good fucking, and I could feel his cock head probing deep inside my hot pussy. I had one orgasm after another. I felt the overwhelming desire to allow him any position he wanted as long as he filled me with his stiff cock. We spent the hours before midnight coupled in one position or another. The sex that evening was as good as it gets and when we were finally done in. Lying there with me in his arms, I could not believe how great this moment in my life was because of this wonderful, handsome man.Nevertheless, I just had to keep on, keeping on; if one is good two is better. One might say I had a cock fucking and sucking addiction problem and the only thing to help that addiction was to meet it head on with an open mouth to start with. The next day I was back at it, on my back taking a big one from Cliff and doing Larson, later that day. It was like a powerful drug, it made me high and I did not want to come down off that high. Sex was a way of getting what I wanted and the power I had over men was just unbelievable. All that week I was doing two if not three a day and going out with Steven in the evening. Steven was going back east to do his PHD and I was trying to make up for lost time, or make him remember me forever. I knew in the back of my mind that we would not be a couple, but I loved and learned a lot from him.I made a deal with Larson that he was going to hire me to work after school at his business. The Fort Worth school system had a program where students could work for a company in the afternoons and go to school just half a day. You did not need to take PE, Study Hall, and Shop for boys, Home Eco, for girls. I got out of school at 12:30 and had my afternoons to do my thing. I was making more money than anyone was and that was including the teachers. I let Larson have a freebie once a month for his turning in the paper work to the school about my job and how good I was.I was filling up my shoebox and soon had over $30,000 from the work I had done here in town and in Florida. I got a call from Darnell and I had an appointment whenever I wanted it with Mr. Weller and associates. The first time I found out dad was going to be out over the weekend I made a date to fly to Florida on Friday afternoon, have a date Friday night, Saturday afternoon at the hotel, two tricks and a date that night and back to Fort Worth Sunday morning. I did Friday night for $700, the two on Saturday afternoon for 400 each and Saturday night was a big $1,000. Saturday night was a black tie thing and Mr. Weller had me fixed up with some big wheel who wanted a beauty on his arm and a mouth around his cock in bed later. Darnell took me to the airport Sunday morning and told me he had made a 100 off each one. When he let me out at the gate I slipped him $200. "Call me big boy when you got that type of action lined up again."I got a call from Mr. Bernard on my answering serves and I made a weekend trip to Chicago in October for him. That was a sneaking weekend I told my mother and dad I was going to spend Saturday night with a girl friend and we were double dating. I left the house about 9 that morning drove to DFW was in Chicago at 2 that afternoon and dressed in a black cocktail dress and on his arm at some private club at 7. I was in bed with the old fart by 1AM and I was up and on my way to the airport by 10. I pulled into our driveway at 2:30 and still have not fucked. Went the whole weekend still looking for a cock to slip between my legs? I got my nipples sucked and groped, I did give him a hand job and used a little mouth action on him, all that for a cool $1,000.The old goat wanted to see me again; I told him I needed a modeling job, so that a trip could be justified for more than one night, if he wanted me to come see him. I did not like sneaking around on my boy fried. He told me he would check about me doing something in the windy city. God he was an ugly old shit!My last year of high school was rocking along like a charm, and what could be better but to do what I liked and I liked what I was doing. I did not date anyone from school my last year, I was into the college crowd and getting away one weekend a month was becoming a habit that was getting easier to do and harder to say no to. At Christmas break, I had talked my folks into letting me make a Mexico trip for 4 days, but only if I were home for Christmas Eve and day, you know how fathers are. This was a Darnell plan event and he made all the arrangements for the girls.From December 19 to December 21, I was one of three party girls at a private 10-bedroom home on the Pacific side of Mexico. We would lay out by the pool in a bikini and no top until some hard dick would come out and pick one of us to go back with him to his bedroom. You gave him that coy sexy smile set up slipped on your 5" heels and made sure your ass swung as you climbed the stairs ahead of him to his bedroom. One or two hours later, you are back by the pool, getting more sun. After the sun went down you dressed in a slinky number that left nothing to the imagination; had a great dinner as you set and listen to them talk sports, and cars. Than you have to go all night with who ever picked you, if you were lucky he was too drunk to do much more than have a BJ and he was out for the night. I got a 1,000 a day for that trip and expenses. A few men would tip a 100 or more, so I came away with a nice payday. I was doing three a day for the four days, not bad for that type of work. After the holidays, it was dead, but for my Forth Worth regulars. I was turning about two a day three days a week all in the afternoon. The end of January a girl that I had a few classes with started asking me about my college boy friend and was it working out! I told her it was a drag with him back east and only saw him for a few days between Christmas and New Year. I got home on the 22 of December and he came in on the 23 of December. She told me she wanted to go to University of Texas in a few weeks to see about going to college in Austin, she was just like me we were not smart enough to get into a private University (TCU). My father was very happy with the news that I wanted to check out a college and he was all for the trip. What no one knew was we did not make the trip. She had an old boy friend come to Fort Worth who went to University of Texas and he had two friends with him; she and I both knew that we were going to be busy that weekend for one reason. The University of Texas at Austin, in the annual surveys, got a ranking of very high as a great party school. I told her that we should get a hotel room each for the weekend; I paid, not as if I could not afford it, but I wanted my privacy when I screw, unless I wanted everyone at school to know my business. We had told out folks that we were going to Austin on Friday as soon as school was out, I was driving my MG, and the ragtop was up on this cold Texas afternoon. It took us all of 25 minutes to drive to the other side of Fort Worth and check in at the Holiday Inn, I was use to something a little better but hey, we have to rough it sometimes. The boys from UT could not afford anything better.We put on enough make-up to give them that "I want to be fucked" look. The frat boys had a party going when we arrived at their rooms. They had taken over three rooms and two had connecting doors and this was the party room, you could call it that. I walked into the place and got every ones attention real quick. I headed for the bar and got a margarita. I had on a top that let it all show, and these longhorns loved my breasts. From where they were standing, they got a lovely view. After one drink, I was ready to get smashed but I could see that I was not impressed; my taste in men had gone pass the young college boys. I sat and talked to the frat members, all wanted my phone number, and by the bugle in their pants, I could tell it was a waste of time to give them my number. I think I had found the University of Texas, Home of the Shorthorns! I was ready to get back to the Horn Frogs. My girl friend found one of the boys to her liking. She was in love and had to be with him for the weekend, which was not part of the game plan. That left me with the other two, what I did not know was they had invited two more frat brothers to come party with them.We all went out to a club and did the drinking and dance scene and were wasted. At 1AM, I find myself heading back to the hotel going for a nightcap. I looked at all the young hard bodies and found myself thinking of the old farts I had been doing the past few months, if not for Steven last August I would say the old goats were my sex life. I was about to change that, and with who or how many did not matter.I had not taken my car when we went to the club and I rode in a little Mustang and on the way back to the hotel I sat on the lap of one of the frat brother in the passenger side. John and Ray; as I was talking to them, a hand landed on the back of my right hip. I jumped a little, but did nothing. When I turned to talk to him, not mentioning his hand of course, I felt another hand on my right thigh. Wow, oh me! Two feeling me up at once and I loved it! We all continued to talk as if nothing was happening. Their hands roamed up independently to cup my ass cheeks and stroke my thighs. We talked all the way back to the hotel; I have no idea about what. I am not sure who suggested it, but the idea came up to retire to their hotel room. By this time I was really turned on, and I said lets go to a room, any room. In a brazen move, I held both their hands as we walked from the parking lot to the lobby. I wondered if anyone watching knew what we were going to do. I was not quite sure I had figured it out myself. We walked into the lobby and started for the elevator, as their room was on the sixth floor. One of them stopped us. "Lets take the stairs," he said. "Why?" I asked. "I would like to watch your ass as you walk up the steps," he stated. I laughed as I gave them that coy sexy look. We went to the stairwell, and I walked up with them just a few steps behind. Their jaw dropped as I started up the steps and reached to my rear and pulled up my skirt and showed them my bikini panties as I went up the six flights of steps. I must admit, it felt good showing off like that, and it just turned me on even more. I wondered what it would be like to fuck these two hard bodies or give them a blowjob right here and now in the stairway. "Is that what you wanted to see?" I smiled as we reached the sixth floor."Oh, yes." We entered the room, a nice one with two king size bed. I walked over to close the curtains. John walked up beside me and turned me to face him. He looked at me for a second and me at him. Then he kissed me passionately. I saw Ray approach out of the corner of my eye as I closed them to respond to Johns lips. His hands moved down and kneaded my ass. I could feel his hard-on press into my abdomen. I melted into his kiss. After a few moments, I broke the kiss."That was wonderful," I sighed. Ray stood a few feet away watching. "How about you big boy, you two can handle all of me?" I breathed lustfully. I walked over to him and kissed him. His hands immediately found my rear also, but quickly moved up to my breasts. I drew my breath sharply, as I have always had sensitive breasts. I could tell he had a raging hard-on also. Suddenly I felt hands on my ass; John had moved up behind us. I open my eyes and drew my breath sharply again before settling into the ecstasy of being caressed by two studs. Ray removed a hand from my breast and pulled my top off. The image of me sandwiched between these two flashed through my mind, making me even hotter. John's tongue on the back of my leg brought me back to the moment. I heard a moaning and then realized it was I. Ray reached behind me and unhooked my skirt. I shed it without breaking the kiss. I could feel both my nipples standing out firmly. Ray continued stroking my breasts and playing with my nipples, gently pinching and rolling them with his fingers as John licked and kissed his way up the backs of my legs and rear. I lost my balance. Ray quickly caught me."I have to lie down," I sighed. I did have one two many and I was going to be an easy fuck tonight. I did not want them to know just how easy, I had to say no occasionally.Ray laid me on my back on the bed with my knees hanging off the edge. He lowered his mouth to suck on my nipple. John moved up and kissed me, fondling my other breast. Ray's hand stroked its way down my torso and began gently rubbing me though my panties. I was in heaven. I just lay there as two hunks pleasured me. My experience these last few months in men had always been nearly the opposite. I had forgotten that I could be the one getting some sex and not just giving it. I was moaning a lot now, stroking John's head as he kissed me, trying to return the pleasure my body was feeling to him though my mouth. Ray detached his mouth from my nipple with an audible pop and whispered into my ear. "I am going to eat your pussy 'til you cum.' I moaned in response. "Oh no please dont take my panties off, I had too much to drink!" John stopped kissing me for a moment.'I wanted to eat you also," he added. "Oh no I can not, not both of you, I can not, not two of you at the same time!""Later," I squeaked and drew his lips close to kiss them again. Most of my customer were reluctant to eat me, and here I had two studs who were eager! Ray began pulling down my panties. "Please not my panties, please dont take them off!" I lifted my hips to help him. I now lay there completely nude. John broke his kiss again and backed away. I looked up to see the two, still clad in their tented slacks and shirts, staring lustfully at me, their eyes sweeping up and down my naked body. They gently stroked me with their hands from each side, as I lay there, paralyzed by the pleasure, for what seemed like hours. Finally, I moaned."I never had anyone eat me, are you going to do that, eat me!"I reached up for him. He came down and kissed me again, as Ray spread my legs as I held John's head and braced for the exquisite pleasure of Ray's tongue on my clit. He kissed the inside of my knee instead. I jumped anyway. John began working my breast with his hand as Ray's tongue worked its way up the inside of my thigh with almost a painfully slow pace. I moaned and squirmed, trying to pour my frustration out into John's kiss. I felt Ray's hot breath on my pussy as I squealed in anticipation. "Oh not my pussy, please no, oh my God, oh, oh dont lick it, oh, your making me, oh shit!" Moments later, I looked up at John, "Oh he is kissing my pussy, OH!" John moved down to suck on my other nipple. I gasped and moaned. After mere moments of the attention to my pussy and breasts, I felt I was near. I pulled John up to me and kissed him as I came. I practically screamed into his mouth. The orgasm was intense after all the tension that had built up. "That was wonderful," I sighed at John, I knew Ray was about to finally mount me; Instead he plopped on the bed beside me. "That was wonderful," I sighed again to Ray, I kissed Ray, tasting myself all over his lips and face. I felt John get up and move down between my legs. I kissed Ray and waited for the pleasure of finally getting a cock up me. A moment later, I felt Johns tongue on my pussy as he began to eat me. I squealed in delight. I sat up on my elbows and looked down at John between my legs and over at Ray by my side."Somebody has to fuck me, please I want to fuck! Please I need to fuck, please fuck me!"I held on to Ray and kissed him as he caressed my breasts. This was exquisite. After a few minutes, Ray moved a pillow up and pushed it under my head. Then he got up and repositioned himself so that he was kneeling over my head. I looked down and could see John eating me, his nose resting on my bald pussy. John opened his eyes and they locked with mine. I thought this was so erotic I felt as aroused as ever. Ray reached around and started rolling my nipples between his thumb and forefingers. I began moaning again, watching my pussy eaten and my breasts worked. I came again in no time, even harder than before. Ray moved off to my side. John stood up and stepped out of his pants. He was fully erect, slipped a condom on, and ready to go. He placed my knees over his shoulders and positioned his cock at the opening of my sopping pussy. "You want tell anyone that we did it will you! Fuck me, but you just got to keep this quite!"I begged, and he slammed himself home in one sweet thrust. I screamed out how good it was and I told everyone on the fifth, sixth, and seventh floor how good his cock felt as I screamed for him to keep fucking me.John leaned forward, his feet still on the floor, mine pointing to the ceiling, and kissed me before beginning to pound me. I held on to his shoulders and gasped in pleasure with each thrust. After a few minutes, he all of a sudden lunged into me and then pulled out.I instantly saw what was going on, as Ray moved in to take John's place. John now lay beside me as Ray pounded away on me. It had been a while since I had a screwing like this and I loved it. Ray must have gotten close and pulled out. "Straddle me," ordered John and I gladly did, rolling over to mount him. He fondled my tits as I rode him. I came again and slumped onto his chest, his still-hard cock burning inside me. He rolled over on me and then pulled out. Ray rolled me back on my stomach and raised my hips, I looked back to see him pulling the condom down his pole. He entered me from behind, doggie style as John watched from the side. As good as this felt, I knew I they would not be able to keep it up forever, and I wanted to be sure there two studs were going to last as long as I could make them."I can keep this up forever, what about you two?" I gasped between thrusts. A memory from my trip to Mexico had come to mind, when I did two of them at once one afternoon. 'Let me suck your cock while he fucks me,' I said to John. It made a pit in my stomach just saying that. Ray stopped thrusting for a minute in surprise, but John lost no time in positioning his dick under my mouth. Ray began thrusting again and I tried to focus on sucking John's cock and not the cock ramming in and out of my hot pussy. John did not last long, moaning in just a few minutes that he was going off. He did go off, shooting what felt like a cup of cream into my mouth and making some great noises too. I tried to hold it all in my mouth as he withdrew. Ray thrusting was still steady, and I swallowed all of John's cream, smiling at John as it went down. "Did she swallow it?" asked and incredulous sounding Ray."Yes," replied John.Swallowing cum must have really turned Ray on, because he quickened his pace and soon roared and shot off and we collapsed into a pile, and Ray rolled off of me. I looked over to John as he said."Are you ready for us to switch places? Sure, since you look like you're ready!" I beamed. John rolled a new oiled up condom on and rolled me back to my knees, grabbed my hips and entered me from behind; as I looked over to Ray and saw that he was hardening too."Would you like me to swallow your cream baby?" I purred.Ray scrambled over, presenting his semi-rigid member to me. I began sucking his cock, licking off his cream, as John fucked me from behind. Ray fondled my breasts underneath me as he stiffened quickly from my oral efforts and was soon moaning steadily. I would look up at him and say to him. "I love sucking cock and humming a big set of balls!" Than slip his nut sack in my mouth and hum on them as I looked back up at him.The combination of John's cock pounding me, Ray's cock in my mouth and his hands working on my nipples and tits really worked me up. I started rocking my hips back into him. It was getting hard to concentrate on Ray's cock as I could feel myself getting close to a climax. John continued to pump into me rhythmically and soon I started to quiver as another orgasm ripped through me. I screamed around Ray's dick as I struggled to keep up the action on him. Ray responded to my screams by moaning that he was going to shoot and told me to swallow it all. I focused as best I could in my continuing orgasm and pushed him over the edge. Fortunately, for me, he must have shot most of his load into the condom and, although he seemed to go off hard, the amount was manageable. I arched my back and showed him his cream in my mouth. His jaw dropped. I swallowed it all and licked my lips as I put my head back down to enjoy the fuck I was getting. After a few more minutes of John screwing me, he groaned and came for the second time. We collapsed on the bed again. After a few minutes of catching our breath, I teasingly asked if they were up for another round, knowing they must have fucked themselves dry. "Yeah, I'm ready," said Ray.I looked over to him, stunned. Sure enough, he was hardening again."I can go again," added John. I figured since I had offered, I should not turn them down, but I told them. "Just one at a time from here on and my knees can not take anymore for a while.""That's not a problem," said Ray.Ray rolled me over on my back and mounted me. I had not had this kind of sex in ages and I was beginning to wonder could I out last them. The missionary position also made it easy on me. I just had to leave my legs spread and rests them on their hips. It was getting late but I was getting my second wind. John lay next to me and he stroked his dick to full hardness as Ray pounded into me. I motioned him over to me as he fondled my tits. Ray finally came again, collapsing onto me and rolling off. John looked at me."You sure you're OK to go one more round? Give it to me big boy. I'm fine.""Well, with as much as I have shot off, it may take a little while," he said, entering me. We heard a sound and turned to see Ray asleep already. We laughed and John began pumping me. We stared at each other in silence as he slowly screwed me to his orgasm. When he came with a groan, he collapsed on top of me."This was the most incredible night since Steven and I had sex.""Holy shit, Marca you are the fuck of the century!" I guess I would have to agree. He rolled off me and I finally could close my legs. I got up and hobbled to the bathroom. When I came out, they were both sleeping. I started getting dressed. It was only 5AM, but I was at least as bushed as they were and I left a note on the mirror saying thanks for the great time. I slept tell noon and about 4PM I had a knock on the door. We did it all over again and this time they had to bring in a third stringer to keep the game going late into the night. Nothing but a bunch of fucking UT Shorthorns; I will take one Horn Frog anytime! END |
punishment.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/54/punishment.txt | "My object all sublime, I shall achieve in time. Is to let the punishment fit the crime, the punishment fit the crime." Gilbert & Sullivan The Crime My wife, Rebecca Gooding Wharton, aged thirty-seven, mother of Jennifer 18, Julie 17 and Jason 15, stood quietly in the center of our den. Her head was turned down in submission and humiliation, but her big brown eyes peered up at me from under her long lashes. She wore a long floral print dress which covered from her beautiful neck to her dainty, elegant feet. She was classy, demure and looked like a wet dream. From the tightness of the dress around her breasts, I guessed she wore her nuclear bra. That's what she called the push up delight which maximized her already significant natural endowment. She probably wore a pair of shocking pink thong panties if she wore any panties at all. She knew I loved that dress because I knew what she looked like without it. I knew that dress hid from the gaze of others a dynamite, beauty contest winning, figure covered by soft, touchable skin. She was wringing her hands, twisting the white lace hankie in them, and the tension was evident in her voice and face. "What're you going to do, Charlie?" "I think I'll divorce your adulterous ass!" "Never! Oh, God, Charlie, never! I can't think of life without you!" "You should've thought of life without me before you fucked Harry." "Please, Charlie. You know you still love me." She turned now to face me, raising her head to look me in the eye, brushing her long light-milk-chocolate colored hair from her face. The dress suggested her flat stomach and her hourglass shape as it clung to her. She took a small step toward me and began to cry. Slowly, she knelt on the floor, knees demurely together, hands clinched around the hankie which she occasionally touched to her eyes. "I know you love me, just as I love you. We've loved each other since we were six years old, Charlie. Remember first grade when I pledged undying love to you and you ran in horror?" "I had good instincts even then. I should've listened to them." "Oh, Charlie, please don't say that. We've had a lot of good years. Remember? From then on, it was Charlie and Becky, Becky and Charlie. Who first held my hand? Who gave me my first kiss? Took me to the prom? Took my virginity? Filled my womb with his seed to make our children? Who, Charlie?" "Were you thinking of those things when you sucked Harry's cock?" "Please, Charlie. This is hard on me, too." Her legs parted, knees shoulder width apart, the demure dress tucked tightly around her delicious thighs. What thighs. Thighs to die for. Thighs that when you crawl between them you enter paradise. She was trying to arouse me. She didn't have to try hard. I got aroused looking at her, thinking of her, smelling her, touching her. I always had, and, damn my soul, I always would. I knew that. So did she. Our problem was Becky had an affair. She was seduced by Harry, the tennis pro at the country club. That's nothing new. If men realized seventy-five per cent of their country club bills were directly attributable to their wives fucking the help, half the clubs in America would close. Harry videotaped them together. He blackmailed her with the videotape and received four payments. Then I found out. He was in jail and probably would get five to seven years, but the damage was done. The tape had been reproduced and sent to our friends. I'd seen that tape. The porn industry wished they made something that hot. There she was, my Becky, in all her naked splendor, fucking Harry. She was hot, sweating, vocal, whimpering, her delicious body oscillating, her hands all over him. My Becky. The one that had been mine. I called her my hot little slut. It was our private joke. But she'd been hot only for me and only I knew how hot she was. Now she was hot with Harry and everyone knew. I'd bet a year's wages every man in town had beat off to that tape. I knew they'd seen it. Things like that get around. If they saw it, they beat off. "Charlie?" It was the voice she used when she said "Charlie, let down my hair" or "Charlie, come lay with me." That voice. "Charlie, I think you have an erection. Were you thinking of me?" A toying, teasing voice. "I was thinking of the tape." "Don't think of the tape. Think of us! Think of that first time in your parent's bedroom. Remember how frightened you were when I bled? Think of the nights in Acapulco, by our private swimming pool at Las Brisias when we fucked in the water. Think of the week we spent at Sanibel Island, just us in that big condo. Oh, Charlie, think about all our great times together. We can have many more great times. We could have another one now if you wanted." God, she was sexy. Her body language screamed "fuck me" with her shoulders slightly bowed to offer her breasts to me, her pouty lower lip extended, her eyes flashing, the skirt now so tight over her pubis I could see it protruding. "Why are you coming onto me?" "You know why. I love you more than life itself. I want you and me to be one again. I'll do anything to get you to take me back. Anything! I'm going to fight for you, Charlie! I won't accept a divorce. I won't go quietly. I'll fight with everything I have." Her head dropped. I heard her sob. Her voice, small and sad, floated up to me. "What weapons do I have? Tell me, what are they? All I can fight with is my love, our memories and my sexuality." "Memories? I have a head full of memories from that tape. Even if I could forget, Becky, how do you expect to live here after what you've done? How do you expect me to live here?" "Please. We'll find a way. As long as I have you, I can live with anything. Any shame. Any horror. But I must have you, Charlie. I love you. Can you hear me? I love you." She was inching forward, now within arms' length. I stood and walked away. "Please. Don't run from me," she said. "I love and want you, too! If you touch me, I won't be able to resist you." "Is that so bad, Charlie?" she said, in a sultry, teasing tone. "Remember. You like touching me. My skin. Here. Next to my pussy. Smooth. Or here along my sides where my waist narrows. Under my breasts. My back." In one graceful movement, her long skirt was above her waist. She was panty less and her dark bush called to me. I could see the honey dew glisten. She touched between her legs and held her finger up to me. "Here, Charlie. This is what happens when you touch my pussy. I'm wet for you. Would you like it?" "Dammit it, Becky. Cut it out! This is serious." "I know it's serious. But it's not fatal. It'll be all right if we're together. Oh, I want to be with you, Charlie, I want you in my arms, between my legs. Please." "Why should I stay with you? Why should I live with an adulterous slut? Why should I endure the humiliation of a cuckold? Why?" "Do you really think I'm a slut? Do you? I'm almost forty and I've had sex with two men. One was a sonofabitch who had me six times in a two-week period. The other was you. How many times have you had me, Charlie? How many times since I first took you twenty-one years ago?" "Is he the only one? Or have there been others?" "Oh, Charlie, how could you?" she said, her voice breaking in anguish. Her lip quivered. Demurely she lowered her skirt to cover herself. She began crying again. "I'm sorry, Becky, but I had to ask." "Why? You know me so well. You knew about him the first time, but were afraid to ask. You knew, Charlie. I could see it in your eyes. But I'll say it. No, Charlie. There haven't been any others. I wish to God I could take back those two weeks, Charlie, but I can't. I'll live with it the rest of my life." She straightened her back, gathering her resolve. "Look, Charlie. He fucked me six times. I sucked his cock three or four times. That's all. Sex without love. With you, it's love and sex. Think about it! He never held my hand. He never walked with me on a beach on a summer's day. He never toasted me with wine on our anniversary. He never stroked my hair as we danced in the moonlight. We never lay in bed with our baby child between us, holding hands in joy over our little one. He never curled against me in the morning and told me he loved me." "Did you enjoy it?" "Please, Charlie. Don't ask. Don't make me say it." Why did I ask? I must be some kind of masochist. Anyone who saw that videotape knew she enjoyed it. That's what made the tape so special. A very special woman was wildly enjoying sex. No Hollywood actress. No put on. Real pleasure. Real sex. Sex like only I use to have with her. "Becky, even if I took you back, the community problem weighs on me." "I know. Everyone in town knows I did it. Oh, it won't be easy. Those bitches at the club'll gossip behind my back. They'll look down their noses at me. But I can take it if you are there for me. You and the children." The children were very aware of what their mother had done. Some so-called friend of Jennifer had shared the tape with her. In a group, she watched her mother being fucked by someone other than her father until she ran screaming from the room. Now, all three had seen it. Teenagers are very aware of sex and of shame, of status and of humiliation, which they see hiding behind every tree. Our children had been humiliated as we had. They showed no signs of forgiving their mother, cursing at her if they deigned to speak at all. "What do you want me to do, Charlie?" "I don't know. I need time. No man likes to think of his wife with another man. Particularly me, Becky. And that's not even the half of it. The children. The community." "I know. May I continue to live in the guest house?" "Yes. Of course." "Please, speak to the children for me. I...." She broke out in tears again, curling into a ball of sobs kneeling on our floor. How I wanted to hold her, comfort her, take her cares away. I wanted to tell her I loved her and that everything would be all right. Yes, I wanted to fuck her, too. I wanted to fuck her so hard I'd drive Harry from her mind and pussy and soul forever. And I wanted to fuck her gently as I often did, sharing love with her. I knew what my answer would be. I knew somehow, someway I'd work it out for us. She knew, too, for we knew each other so well. My problem was to find a way to vanquish her guilt, letting her exorcize that devil. And I needed to create sympathy for her in the children and the community. The cuckold stain on me must be washed away to restore my status. In short, harmony and balance must be restored. No small task. ***** The Punishment It had been four long and lonely days since Becky and I talked. Four days of pure hell! She stayed away from us as if serving solitary confinement. I was exhausted, my nerves frazzled, my emotions shot. The children were in bad shape, too. Becky was calm and serene. "I can only trust in you, Charlie, and I do trust you. I'll abide by your decision, whatever it is... unless it's divorce. Then I'll fight like hell to stay with you." The solution came to me as I lay in the dark of our bedroom which was lonely and cold without her. I ran from the house in my underwear, threw open the door to the guest house. She was asleep in the chair, wearing her thick, terry cloth robe. I shook her awake and explained my solution to the riddle. She threw her arms around me and kissed me hard. "Oh, Charlie, you're such a clever man. What a brilliant solution!" "Thank you," I replied smugly. "Charlie, it'll work. Our problem is solved!" "Well, not solved, but mitigated." "Oh, Charlie, can we make love again? I want to hold you." "I don't think..." I stopped, my words frozen in mid air, as the robe slipped to the floor leaving my Becky naked. "Take me, Charlie. Please take me and fuck me until nothing else in the world exists but us. I need that. I need you so." "No." I turned away, fighting for control of my own needs. "Please, Charlie. You know how hot I am, how good. I need you and you need me, Charlie. You need to be in me, loving me." She pressed hard against me, her breasts burning a hole in my back, one hand caressing my chest, the other on my cock. "No, Becky. Not until you're punished." "All right, Charlie. If that's the way you want it. But, Charlie..." Her voice was sexy and seductive. "...why punish yourself by not taking me?" "No. Not now. Not yet." Showing more strength than I knew I possessed, I pulled her hands off me and stepped away. I couldn't look back as I left. I didn't have that much control. We invited four couples to see Becky's punishment. We considered inviting the children, but decided against it. Jim and Peggy were our closest friends and had stood by us. Only Jim of the males in my crowd hadn't made remarks about the video, although I knew he'd seen it. We invited Marsha and Dick and Jason and Rachel. The last couple, Matt and Janie, were not close friends. Janie would rather gossip than breathe and what transpired would be all over town in less than twelve hours. The quicker, the better, as far as I was concerned. They arrived about eight and I led them into the garage. No drinks or hor d'oerves were served. It wasn't that kind of occasion. The guests sat in folding chairs on the cement garage floor. "Has everyone seen the video?" I asked. The women twittered and blushed. The men looked away. Finally they admitted it. They'd all seen that damn video. I wondered if they'd beat off watching it. They were intensely quiet as I addressed them. "Becky's to be punished for her adultery. You're here to witness it. Afterwards, all of you, and everyone else in this town, should realize she's been sufficiently punished and forgive her. Forgive and forget. Move on with our lives." "No real man would forgive a wife for what she did. I'm surprised you're even thinking about staying with her," Janie whined in her most imperious country club bitch voice. "A real man, a man confident in his own masculinity and strength, a man loving and caring of his wife, would punish her appropriately and forgive her. That's what I intend to do. Punish and forgive. And I want you to forgive, too, Janie. Becky's been a good wife and mother for twenty years. Two weeks are unimportant." "Well, maybe, if the punishment were harsh enough. What do you think, Rachel?" Janie asked. Yes, Rachel, what do you think? The rumor was Rachel was Harry's little playmate before Becky. "We should all forgive. If the punishment's severe, well, Becky would've suffered enough." Soon, as I had hoped, all were in concurrence. If the punishment fit the crime, forgiveness would automatically follow. "Becky!" I called. She had been waiting impatiently outside the garage. When I called her name she entered, her terry cloth robe draped around her and slippers like ballet shoes on her feet. With her head down in shame, she walked to stand by me. "Tell the witnesses your punishment, Becky." "I'm to be..." "Look at them and speak clearly." She brought her eyes to theirs. Tears formed and slid down her lovely cheeks. The audience was silent, not even breathing, as they stared back at her. "I'm to be stripped. I'm to be whipped as you watch. A chastity belt will be locked around me. I'll wear it the rest of my life to prevent further adulterous behavior." "No," Peggy gasped, bursting into tears over her friend's punishment. All were stunned, their faces showing true shock. I held up the chastity belt for them to see. It was impressive looking, with its shiny, stainless steel belt to fit around her waist and its matching plate to fit over her pussy and lock to the belt. I showed them how it worked and passed it around for them to handle. They wanted to ask questions. Red faces and embarrassed expressions gave way to insatiable curiosity. The dam of silence broke. Starting with "where did you find such a thing in this day and age," they asked their questions, all except one. Rachel asked it. I wondered if she was contemplating such a punishment for herself. "Can she masturbate when she's wearing it?" "Maybe. Nothing can penetrate her, but she might be able to titillate her clit. It won't be easy." I asked them to take their chairs and turned to Becky. I wrapped each of her wrists five times in a soft, white rope and tied it securely. I crossed her wrists and bound them together. I lowered the chain on the electric hoist, attached her and raised it until her arms were over her head and she was stretched with her back to the audience. The robe had been draped over her shoulders. I removed it. They gasped. She wore a thong bikini which covered little in the back, which was their view. I pulled the whip from its container and showed it to the audience. It wasn't a severe whip. It wouldn't cut her, but she'd know she'd been punished. "Anything to say, Becky?" "Thank you, Charlie, for giving me this punishment and forgiving me. I'm sorry for what I did. I love you." The first lick fell on the cusp between her ass and thighs. She jumped and gasped as did all the witnesses as if they'd been struck also. I won't describe the blows, every time the whip found her tender flesh. Nor will I describe how she twisted and turned, how her skin turned red and mottled from the punishment, or how she finally had enough and I stopped. "Now, the belt." I fastened the chastity belt around her waist and hung the key around my neck on a chain. I draped her with the robe again. "Sufficient punishment?" I asked. They concurred as I expected, removing stains from her honor and mine. "Please leave now. I want to be alone with my wife." ***** The Fit We were in our bedroom. Becky was naked except for the belt. It was the first time we'd been alone together in far too long a time. "You were magnificent! God, what a man. First, you plan it. Then, you execute it to perfection! They thought you were punishing me with that whip. If they only knew how I love it, how hot it makes me. Oh, Charlie, I really need you right now!" I hurried to remove my clothes as Becky spun happily, dancing around the room. "How did you do it, Charlie? You kept me right on the edge of orgasm the whole time. If I'd not been tied, I would've cum. Wouldn't that have been something? And your little touches to our show. The tampon to keep my pussy juices from running down my leg. The oil stain remover on the floor to hide my smell. Charlie, you're really something. Hurry!" I was naked now. She lunged at me, throwing her delicious body into me, covering me in kisses as she jammed her steel-covered cunt into my cock. "Come on, Charlie! Get this damn thing off me! I want your cock in me!" "Becky, the belt stays. The whipping wasn't punishment for you. You loved that. The belt's your punishment." She stepped back, a stunned expression on her face for she couldn't believe what I said. "Charlie, I agreed to wear it forever, but only when you weren't around. You're here. I want you to take this goddamned belt off and fuck me! And I want it now!" "No." "You bastard! You sorry bastard! I've never been this horny. Charlie, I can't stand it!" she yelled, plummeting my chest with her closed fists. "Try begging instead of screaming. That might work." I said with a grin. She dropped to the floor prostate and kissed the top of my foot. "Please, Charlie. Please fuck me! I need you so desperately." "Keep begging." Her balled fist struck the top of my foot. As I danced around, she reached for the key around my neck. "No. Bad girl," I said slapping her hand away. She spread her legs, put her hands on her hips and thrust her pelvis out defiantly. "Charlie, why deny yourself me? Don't you want me?" "Yes, I want you and only you. But I want you to know I'm serious about this. This has devastated me!" I screamed Tears in her eyes, she held me tightly. She felt so good in my arms. "Oh, Charlie. I'm so sorry. I do love you more deeply than I can say." We cried together, holding on to each other for dear life. Fifteen minutes later I removed the belt. We made love, soft and slow at first, wild and passionate in the end. As she said, why should I deny myself her? I'd committed no crime. And I'd already been punished way too much. The End Please! Give me your comments: ezriter@hotmail.com ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 54 |
fifteenandtherighttime.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/77/fifteenandtherighttime.txt | PART 1I've been out of work for a while. I was laid off in the middle of last summer.I took the rest of the summer off to spend with my kids, which has now turned into 2 summers.Our house is the hangout for the neighborhood kids. I kinda like it that way I can keep a watchful eye on them. The kids, 9 and 7 have friends that range in ages from 7 thru 15 both boys and girls. I have gotten to know all of them pretty well especially 2 girls in particular, a beautiful 12 years old. Korean girl who lives a few blocks away and a cute but kinda slutty-looking 15 years old. Only a few doors away.I have known the 15 years old Kristen since she was 5 years old.Kristen has developed a lot in the past couple of years. Nice firm, round breasts, which are only surpassed by a beautiful round bubble butt, which she accentuates with rather snug fit jeans. We have both been extra friendly to each other this past year. I really pay attention to her, not just to her body, but always asking how things are going. Her parents are divorced and she, her father and sister live with her grandparents. Her grandmother and father work and her grandfather is very sick with emphysema so she's on her own a lot.Over the past few years during shorts weather I made it a point to "accidentally" flash her my dick. I would get it semi-hard in the house, move my underware to one side and sit on the outside steps in a way that she could peek right in if she wanted to. I must say she had an interest in peeking. This would get me so fucking hard I would have to go in and rub-one-out before I exploded right there on the stoop.She always made a point to come over when she saw me sitting outside.She would walk the dog or come over and ask if the kids could play or just say Hi!I didn't want to be too obvious so I only did it every once in a while. One time she sat down on the steps with a perfect view right up my shorts. It was all I could do not to shoot my load right there in front of her. She liked it enough that she told Amy (here 12 year old sister.) because I would see the 2 of them together positioning themselves for a good view when I sat on the porch for Kristen. Like I said, I couldn't do it too often, it had to be nonchalant, but I could tell they were excited when I did do it.My cock is an okay size, 6 1/2 inches but it's thick, but that didn't matter to them it was probably the only dick they had ever seen, let alone an real adult's. Eventually I decided I would try and get away with a little more. So I waited for the perfect moment.A few months had past and the end of the summer was drawing close. I was driving home from the store and saw Kristen crossing the street a block from the house. It was a Tuesday and I know she had a friend she would visit most Tuesdays. She walked to the bus stop, which is about 10 blocks away. I pulled up to the house and parked in the driveway. I thought that this might be my chance. I unzipped my pants fly and pulled the waistband of my underwear down to under my balls so my cock and balls stuck out over the top. I gave my dick a few strokes to chub it up a little (but not too much) and left my zipper open facing the passenger side with a view straight in at my dick. I pulled the car out of the driveway and proceeded to track her down, she had only walked about 2 blocks. I must say I was freakin' nervous and excited. I pulled up to her and asked her where she was going (though I already knew). "To the bus stop," she answered. "Going to visit Stacey," she added."Hop in, I'll give you a lift," I offered."Cool!" she said. She came around to the passenger side, opened the door and got in. "Seat belt," I told her. She proceeded with the seat belt and then turned toward me sitting on one leg as to proceed with conversation.At that point I saw her glance down at my exposed equipment, her eyes got big, yet she stayed quiet for a few moments... Then, "Mike can I tell you something?" she said in a nervious voice."Sure," I replied, a little brethelssly"Well, your zipper is open and I can almost see your whole dick."I looked at her then looked down with a feigned surprise look and slowed to a stop. "Oh, I'm sorry," and I started to conceal it making sure she got an even better look in all of the commotion. "I forgot that I was playing with myself.""It's OK! It's Ok!" she said. "It's not like it's the first time I've seen it."Though I knew that she knew that those chance times on the steps were not so much by chance, I still turned red. "Wh-What do you mean?" I asked. She just smiled and looked at me. "Mike, I'm 15, I'm not stupid, though, I did only realize that you were doing it on purpose this past spring. I've also noticed how you can't keep your eyes off me. Amy noticed it too. She sees how you check us out all the time.""Really!" I said, "that Obvious, Huh?""Yep!" she said.I pull into the Barnes and Noble parking lot and parked right behind the bus stop. "I'll wait until the Bus comes" I told her. "OK!" she said. "Ssssooooo ya know, Amy and I really liked seeing your dick all those times. We always would say how we wish we could touch it.""Wow! really?" I replied. "I can't tell you how many times I wished that as well. "So, would you like to touch it now?" I asked nervously. She nodded yes. At this point my cock was hard. I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and let my dick spring out. "Whoa," she said. "I've never seen it that hard!""This is the first time I've seen a real one this close up," she said. I reached over and gently took her right hand and pulled it close to me. I positioned her hand and placed it around the hardest boner I ever had. "It's hot," she said. "I can't believe how hot and hard it looks." She gripped it perfectly, firm but not too hard and then instinctively started stroking up and down, slow at first and then a little faster when I let out a moan. I can't believe that this kid I have fantasized about is really stroking my dick. Pre-Cum was flowing from the head my cock, "Are you cumming?" she asked."No, not yet. I'll definitely let you know," I replied a little breathlessly.She was curious and not afraid. I showed her where it felt good and what she could do to make it feel best. She smeared the slippery liquid on my cock head, I let out another moan. She grabbed my dick again. I told her to stoke faster now, that I was going to cum. I told her not to stop until I told her to, "Just keep stroking!" Then suddenly, "Uh-Uh-UUUUhhggg I'm cummmiiinnnggg, NOW! A long thick string of white hot cum shot out of my dick followed by 3-4 more smaller ones. Most landing on her hands but a little got on my shirt. "Slower now..." I said. "Keep stroking, but slower.""Oh my god!" she mumbled in surprise, still gripping my prick. "That was fuckin awesome, fucking awesome!" She let my cum covered dick go and I let her clean her hands on my shirt as I tucked everything back away. Kristen still had this big smile along with a look that she couldn't believe what just happened. "That was fun," I said. "I can't believe I just did that," she replied. "You looked like you had fun... did you?" I asked."Well... yeh! My heart is pounding and my underwear is all wet.""Really? Well as great as you made me feel, I could make you feel just as awesome." Can we drive somewhere more private?" I asked.She seemed a little nervous, but I assured her that I wouldn't do anything she was uncomfortable with.We drove to a secluded area not too far away and parked. After shutting off the car I assured her again that she would have a lot of fun as well as learn a lot. I leaned over and kissed her softly on the cheek. seeing that she was OK with that, I then moved slowly to her mouth. I could tell she had some experience kissing. our mouths locked and our tongues swirled like dancing serpents. "Not too bad for a 15 years old., I thought. I let go and started moving down towards her neck. A few seconds there and her breathing became heavier. licking, kissing and the soft sucking was driving her crazy. this seemed like an open invitation to move my left hand under her shirt and bra to her right breast. It was soft, but firm at the same time and she had amazing nipples. I lifted everything over her breast so I could see what felt so amazing. Near perfection they were... really awesome! My cock was fuckin hard again and needed some attention. I pulled back and let my pants down. my dick now exposed again, very red and very hot. She moved her hand to it and she started working it like I taught her. But, I had different plans. "Please kiss it?" I whispered, Please? you make it feel sooo awesome, please?" I leaned back, she looked down with some apprehension. I wiped the pre-cum from my dick to make her feel more comfortable. Slowly she leaned forward all the way and gave it a soft kiss on the top of the shaft. "I know you can kiss better than that," I teased. "Kiss it right on the tip and for a little longer.""Is this what a blow job is?" she asked."Well almost, but a blow job is when you put it in your mouth and get it really wet, then put as much in your mouth as you're comfortable with and then slowly pull away while sucking, When it's at the tip you push back down and you keep doing that until the guy cums."She had a look of curiosity and revulsion at the same time. I laughed, "It's not as bad as you think. Try licking the head first... go ahead. If you hate it you can stop."My raging boner must have been a little scary, but she slowly moved down to it. When she got close her tongue came out and touched the head. "Now, just lick around the head and lick the little hole at the tip". She circled around twice and then moved her tongue to the tip and wiggled her tongue a little. She looked up at me and giggled and then to my surprised moved her mouth down over my dick, about half way and came up sucking, again she went down and then back up. This was sooo hot, I was seconds from exploding. "STOP!" I gasped, "Grab it and jerk me off, I am going to cum again!"She grabbed my throbbing dick and pulled hard and fast, back and forth. I came so hard it shot up twice and hit her face. On her cheek, nose and mouth the rest covered her hand again as well as a few globs on myself.She just turned toward me with dis-belief. I used my t-shirt again to clean her up as well as myself. "How much of that stuff do guys have?" she asked. "Our bodies just keep manufacturing it," I replied. "So Kristen, I'm sure your panties are soaked now. Yes?" She confirmed with a nod. I reached toward her and pulled at the waistband of her shorts, enough to push my hand in and feel her panties. "Wow!" I said. "They are sopping. Can I pull these off... please." She nodded and lifted her butt so I could slide her shorts and underwear off. She now laid there with only her shirt and bra halfway off. she had a nice body, still a little baby fat and her pussy was really nice, very meaty pussy lips that were shinny from her wetness. "Your body's really hot.""You think so?" she asked, pleased."Absolutely, it's getting my dick hard again."She giggled. I reached over and started to stroke her inner thighs, slowly moving up to her pussy. I started moving my thumb up and down the crease between her pussy and thigh and then moved over to her plump labia. her eyes closed and her mouth parted slightly. I pulled her labia to the side, a pretty shade of pink appeared as her lips parted and her inner lips and clit peaked out. I pushed my thumb into her wetness then proceeded to glide my thumb up and down her slit paying extra attention to her erect clit. her hips started to gyrate slowly as soft moans escaped her mouth."Feels amazing, doesn't it?""Mmmmmmm, yes," she replied. She opened her legs a little more and placed her hands on the inside of her thighs to help keep them open. I moved my face down toward her pussy and let my soft, warm, wet tongue circle around her clit as she had done to my dick earlier. This made her moan loudly. She moved her hands from her thighs to the top of her slit and pulled it open for me to access her whole pussy. I licked and gently sucked her clit and licked her slit from top to bottom, she was now moving her hips more violently and pushing my head harder against her pussy. Her breathing heavier and heavier she let out a friggin scream that was so loud I felt my eardrums vibrate. Her pussy gushed, Cum was dripping down into her ass crack. Finally she pushed me away. "STOP! STOP! please! Oh... my... god!" she managed to groan out between her heavy panting. Her face and chest glistened with sweat, the sunlight glared as her chest moved up and down. Holy shit! That was totally fucking amazing. What a mess I made, I can't believe how great that felt. She just laid there, her legs still open and her pussy still dripping and a huge smile on her face.She looked at me, in my eyes and then down at my hard dick and a more serious look came over her. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" she asked. "Yes, of course I do, I have for a while. Like I said though, I won't do anything you're not ready to do."A smile came across her face, "I don't think I'm ready yet, I mean, I do but I'm nervous." "I understand sweetie, besides I don't have a condom anyway."She cleaned herself up and got dressed. I started to get dressed as well when she looked at my hard dick again and said "wait a second, don't get dressed yet, I can't leave you with your dick all hard and shit". She grabbed my cock and started to jerk it and then leaned over and put it in her mouth and started to suck me off. "Wow! you're a fast learner," I groaned. She kept her mouth wet, went down on it 3/4 of the way and sucked really hard on the way up. After a cumming a few times I was able to last a lot longer this time and really enjoy having this 15 year old mouth on my dick.That thought alone brought me to the edge. "I'm ready baby, I'm going to cum!"She released my dick from her mouth, grabbed it firmly and stroked it fast until I shot my load again. this time it just globbed out all over her hand this time. When I finished we cleaned up. I got dressed and took her back to the bus stop. "Thank you," I said with a beaming smile. "You were amazing.""You too," she replied. "We are going to do this again?" she asked. "I hope so. It's all up to you," I said. "Oh yes, I want to. I also want you to fuck me, I want you to be my first. I know it'll be amazing. See you soon," she said as she got out of the car to wait for the bus.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 77 |
growingupwithmummy1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/84/growingupwithmummy1.txt | PART 1My fascination with my Mum started when I was at the age where most young boys start to discover their sexual side. I had done some stuff beforehand with my cousin but never really linked it to anything sexual.From as far back as I can remember my Mum never had a problem walking around the house naked, especially in the mornings or right before bed, but occasionally she would spend the day with just a pair of panties on or just a bra. She also wore a particular t-shirt that used to drive me wild with naughty thoughts. It was quite an old white t-shirt, she customised it by cutting away the neckline and cutting off the sleeves, she used to wear it to bed. To this day I have no idea why she did that but whenever she wore it her boobs would bounce around underneath the soft cloth, she cut a V neck into it which was far too low and the length of it barely covered her belly button. On the days she wore this t-shirt I remember always paying her more attention than normal!My Mum loved me so much (she died a long time ago sadly). I would be allowed to suckle on her whenever I wanted, and Im not just talking about when I was a baby and needed to nurse, I mean I could come up to her at any time, lift whatever clothing she was wearing (or none at all) and take her nipples into my mouth, she never tried to stop me, this went on way into my twenties, not once would she say anything or tell me to stop, she would just stand, lie or sit there with a smile on her face until I had finished. As I got older the attention I paid her nipples got more and more frequent, she never seemed to mind. I would take both boobs in my hands and squeeze them, massaging them, kissing them all over, flicking her nipples with the tip of my tongue, licking around her areolas, I would do things to her that went way beyond just suckling and I would do these things for up to an hour sometimes. When she took her baths she never closed the door, I would always walk in and sit on the stool next to the bath and chat to her, she lay there with her large boobs sagging either side of her chest, her dark brown nipples (she was Indian) always looked hard and her pussy mound was always kept short and stubbly but never bare and smooth. To this day it is how I prefer a pussy to look like. I was often asked to soap her back and would always use it as an opportunity to touch her all over, I always joked that when I had finished her back it was time to do her front, and every single time she would move her arms out of the way to allow me to do it. Yet again I am not just talking about when I was a child, I think the last time I had my hands all over her naked body I must have been 26 or 27.Needless to say whenever one of these incidents would happen, which were often, I would run up to my room and masturbate myself, I would always have the most intense orgasm. The feelings I got from those orgasms never lessened, in fact they grew stronger as each year went on.There were a number of standout moments throughout the years, where we took things a bit further than we normally would, I will talk about two of those times that are still so vivid in my mind.The first happened on my 19th birthday, it was a few days beforehand and my Mum asked me what I wanted as a present. She never had much money and I didnt really want anything anyway, so I thought about it and told her that I only want one thing from her. She said if she could she would get it for me. I asked her to wear her special t-shirt and nothing else, she knew which one I meant because I always commented on it. I asked if she could wake me up in the morning wearing it, that she should spend the day in just that, cook in it and do other things in it like hoovering and dusting. My birthday happened to be on a Saturday that year and I knew that was house cleaning day. She smiled, told me I was naughty and said she will think about it. She never mentioned it between then and my actual birthday so I thought it probably wasnt going to happen.The morning of my 19th I heard my Mum walk past my bedroom door and go straight downstairs so I figured there was no way I was going to get my present. I must have fallen back asleep because the next thing I knew I felt an arm on my shoulder gently shaking me to wake me up. I will never forget the view that met me as I opened my eyes, the plunging neckline on my favourite t-shirt was exposing the tops of both her nipples as she bent over me and placed a kiss on my forehead, she whispered happy birthday to me then stood up. I was instantly hard! I looked up and my face was just inches from her freshly shaved stubbly vagina. I took in the view before me, her tummy had a paunch which overhung her mons just a little, then just below her belly button the t-shirt started. Her nipples were hard, and I mean really hard! I had never seen them stick out as much as they were then. And the self made neckline of the t-shirt was exposing her most of her beautiful cleavage. Apparently she went downstairs to make me a tea which was on my bedside table, I told her I didnt think she was going to do it and she asked if it was what I wanted, my answer was obvious, I reached up underneath the shirt and started to play with one of her boobs. With my free hand I lifted the duvet off me and told her to get in, she did. She got in very slowly, as she lifted her left leg to get in her pussy was exposed in all its glory (and let me tell you it was absolutely glorious!!).. I had never seen it so close up until that day, I remember every fold of it and the musky but sensual smell of a womans most private area. Normally when she was standing you couldnt really see much of her pussy, it was quite a neat slit below the stubbly triangle but as she stepped into my bed that morning it opened like a bright pink flower for me, both lips parted and I remember seeing her juices holding on to each lip as they were pulled apart by her movements, she had a large, tender looking clitoris and was clearly turned on herself. However brief that moment was it has affected my life in such a deep way ever since, that view is fresher in my mind's eye as anything that has happened since. She lay beside me facing me, she was on her right side and her left boob had completely fallen out the t-shirt (another reason it was my favourite item of clothing!). I leaned in and suckled her for what felt like hours. I was so hard and my cock was leaking all over my boxers, I remember taking it out and wanting to touch her with it. My mind was so full of sexual thoughts and contentment from having her lying next to me half naked that I just did it. I moved my lower half towards her until the tip of my cock was poking her thigh. I remember her exact words You shouldnt be poking Mummy with that should you? but the way she said it was playful and how she reacted encouraged me to push further, she opened her legs slightly and my cock slid over her thigh, then she closed them. Because I was suckling on her at the time my cock was about half way up her thighs but I didnt want to take her boob from my mouth, and both my hands were now playing with them, so I just lay there slowly gyrating my hips, feeling her thighs tightly squeezing my cock. The gyrating got faster as I got more turned on and braver. She, as always, didnt seem to mind and smiled down at me every time I looked up at her from between her beautiful caramel coloured tits. This went on for about 10 minutes before I couldnt hold it in any more. I came. I came HARD. I moaned and sucked on her nipples, grabbed at them and pushed my face between them, kissed her chest and licked her all over while spurting load after load between her thighs. She knew exactly what was going on and as I looked up embarrassed by what she might say she just looked down at me, stroked the back of my head and said Mummy loves you baby, now its time to clean yourself up and get out of bed With that, she got up herself. Stood in front of me with both her boobs sticking out the t-shirt, quickly put them away and adjusted herself and then another image that I will never forget, as she turned away to leave my bedroom I saw my cum trickling down both her thighs!Nothing was ever said about that moment, like all of the things that had happened between us over the years they were kept quiet and just between us. The rest of the day was like a dream. She wore the t-shirt for me for the whole day as I had asked. I must have touched her for most of the day here and there. I even remember touching her pussy mound for the first time ever, feeling her prickly stubble against my skin. Following her around as she hoovered and dusted and bent down for things. I saw her pussy open up for me three more times that day, not as much as in the morning but the flash of bright juicy pink flesh was unmistakable. The day ended with us saying goodnight to each other in her room after I had just spent the previous hour or so with my hands under her t-shirt as we watch something on telly (I have no idea what it was!). Now my second most vivid memory didnt actually last that long, it was in fact quite by accident that it had happened but culminated in me getting an almost direct view into my Mums gaping pussy and her tight, puckered bum hole. Like I said earlier she was often without items of clothing when it was just us two around the house, this particular morning she was wearing a bra and nothing else. She was filling up the washing machine as I came into the kitchen. I guess I should explain the setup of our washing machine for you to understand why she was in this particular position. The end of our kitchen had a lean-to tacked on to it (a small extension for those that dont know) and the floor level between the kitchen and the lean-to was different, you had to step down into the lean-to. That just happened to be where we kept the washing machine, so my Mum would have to squat with her feet on the edge of the kitchen floor and lean forward to load the washing machine (it was a front loading one, not a top loader) holding herself up by placing one hand on the machine. The washing basket full of dirty clothes would be on the lower lean-to floor. I entered the kitchen that morning to a view of my Mum squatting right down and leaning forwards. The very first thing I saw was her pinkness. I quickened my pace to get closer and reached down to the cupboard beside her to get out the cereal bowl. The way her pussy was open was hands down THE most amazing and wonderful thing I have ever seen. Her large clit fully exposed as she loaded the machine and her pussy lips (which always seemed to be coated in a thin layer of clear juice) were spread wide apart, so far apart that there was a definite gape there, a black hole where I have often thought about burying myself. I could see EVERYTHING! I saw her tiny pee hole below her clit which was also open, I saw the inner folds and moistness of her gorgeous tunnel. I saw her bum cheeks spread wide and her puckered brown bum hole on display just for me! everything looked so perfect. She would reach down into the basket to grab another item of clothing and she would need to lean forward again to put it in, everything between her legs just seemed to open up further each time she did this. She knew I was there and I honestly dont think I was staring for that long but I soaked in every detail of the image in front of me. She said good morning and asked if I have any more dirty clothes. I said yes and went upstairs to get a few bits. When I came down and handed them to her she leaned forward again and that view seemed to get even better, she seemed to spread even further for me, her pussy hole seemed larger, her lips were juicier and her bum looked even more puckered as her sphincter muscle contracted and spasmed as she loaded the washing machine, filled it with soap and turned it on.Afterwards I wanted to hang around and look at her more but I had to escape to my room and unload!! I remember giving her a kiss on the cheek and then her cleavage, on each boob which I often did, then I ran upstairs with my cereal and wanked myself to within an inch of my cock's life.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 84 |
signing.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/signing.txt | The phone rang on his desk making David jump. He snatched it out of it's cradle."Yes?" He demanded. He was working urgently on the contract documents needed for tonight's meeting and did not welcome interruptions. He was going to have to work late as it was."David, is that you?""Yes, what's up?" Quickly moderating his tone. It was Uhuru Shona on the other end of the phone. Managing Director and Chairman of the Board. The man, who owned the largest share of the company, was known as the Black Beast among his staff. He had been known to physically pick up and hurl those staffers across desks who annoyed him. As a high-ranking member of the country's politburo, he was one of the new African elite who treated his country as his personal playground.A very profitable and entertaining playground for his personal use."David, drop what you are doing and get your wife over to the Sheraton!"That stopped him dead in his tracks. Take his wife to the Sheraton?"What for? Aren't you at the Sheraton?""No. Getting the new shipping license is taking longer than expected. My usual contact is away, and his snivelling lackey is too afraid to do anything without authority. I have been in touch with the minister and it is being sorted. If I turn up at the Sheraton without the license, the contract is as good as lost. Keraki is still travelling back from Kwekwe and will not be back before 7pm. No one is with Mr. Domon. He is expecting us to join him for dinner at 6pm. You and Ken are still working on the presentation, yes?""Yes, we won't be finished for another couple of hours. Those damn clerks have fucked it up again. We can't present it as it is! I don't see how my wife can help she knows nothing about the business.""She does not need to know anything about the business. Tell her to chat about England, shopping in Oxford Street....""I hardly think Mr. Domon would be interested in discussing shopping.""Shut up, you damn fool! Your wife is so damn beautiful she could spend the whole evening discussing varieties of monkey shit and Mr. Domon would still be enraptured! Get her over to the Sheraton for a slap-up meal and tell her to entertain him and keep him sweet until I, or Keraki, get there. You know how important this contract is. If we don't win it, the company will close and you can go back to the dole queue in England!"David winced. The last month had been frenetic, hectic and demanding. It was still far better than wondering if the mortgage company were about to foreclose on him."Pass the phone over to Ken."David looked across the room where Ken Smith was putting the last touch to the financial figures.He raised his eyes then grimaced at Ken to indicate the mood Uhuru was in, before passing the phone across to him. Ken shrugged his soldiers and took the phone. He had been working for 10 years for Uhuru and knew his moods and idiosyncrasies. He had even learned that, for certain services and a blind eye, it could be very rewarding. He had seen a whole series of wide-eyed young expat professionals arrive full of wonder and interest in Africa. The sooner David understood why he had been employed the better, but it was not for Ken to tell him."Ken?""Yes?""You have the money with you?"Ken's eyes swung to the large overall. It contained $110,000 US, a lot of money but a pittance of the potential profit if this new contract was signed. A contract that would be paid in valuable foreign currency direct by the World Bank instead of through the usual, and more difficult, African companies."Yes, I have the money.""Good. Don't let it out of your sight. As soon as everything is ready, let me know and I will meet you both at the Sheraton.""OK boss."Uhuru grinned at the words. He liked it when white men called him boss. He also liked the nickname of Black Beast that he had learned his staff used. More than anything else, he liked the fact that Ken's pretty white wife was kneeling at his feet and slavishly worshipping his erect black cock with eager lips and tongue even as her husband was calling him boss and slaving away to make him more money."Take $10,000 out of the case, Ken. That's for you. Buy your wife a nice dress. I like the package that has just arrived. Very nice, make sure David takes his wife over to the Sheraton pronto.""Yes boss, I'll see to it." He put the phone down, and paused in thought. The "package" Uhuru had referred to was Ken's 14-year-old niece. He had not seen his niece since he left England 10 years ago. She had been a sweet wide-eyed blonde angel then. He had not even seen her since she had arrived in Africa. His wife had picked her up from the airport and taken her straight to Uhuru's villa. He felt a pang of guilt over doing this to his brother.Then he picked up the $10,000. The pang lessened.Tamara's tiredness had disappeared. The sight of her pretty aunt kneeling in front of the big African, slavishly sucking on that huge black cock had dispelled all tiredness. Her eyes were wide with wonder and a certain fear. She knew what men did to women with cocks but the one this African sported seemed more like a rhinoceros horn. The idea that such a monster cock could be thrust inside a woman filled her with considerable trepidation, as well as an intense excitement. The African put the phone down and looked at Tamara.He grinned.It was a wolfish grin that sent a shiver down her spine. His eyes had not left her. Even as her aunt had so obscenely sucked on that black cock, even as he had spoken on to the phone to barely remembered Uncle Ken, his hungry eyes that devoured her nubile teenage body.Uhuru stood up and brushed her aunt aside. He advanced on the bed, his big black cock bobbing and jerking in front of him as he advanced.Tamara nearly fainted, as she backed away across his bed, nearly, but not quite!---------------------------"Hello, Mr. Domon, this is my wife, Susie."Susie smiled at the dignified and snappily dressed African.Mr. Domon took her hand, raised it to her lips, and kissed. A charming gesture that Sally had never experienced in England. Her smile became more sincere."Your wife is charming and beautiful, Mr. Jarvis, but I was expecting to meet Mr. Shona and Mr. Skukiru. Is there a problem?"His gaze fell on David who shuffled his feet and tried to appear confident. He was not used to dealing with high-powered men like Mr. Domon. In England, he could browbeat and debate with senior managers and lawyers. In Africa he was constantly mixing directly with businessmen who owned their own companies, influenced government policy, invested millions on a hunch. Men who brooked little interference in their own plans, legal or otherwise.Mr. Domon's eyes were shrewd and penetrating, as they looked over the nervous and shuffling young white professional."Well, Mr. Jarvis, is there a problem?"David squirmed under the gaze of this clearly dominant African male. This was not the usual sloppy African ne'er do well.He coughed, to clear his thoughts."Mr. Shona has been delayed flying back from Vic Falls. He is expected here at 7pm. Mr. Skukiru is delayed by an accident on the Bulawayo Road. Unfortunately, we suffer badly from road accidents. I cannot be certain when he will arrive."He paused, not really convinced that he had satisfied Mr. Domon, who was frowning at him. "I need to get back to the office. Mr. Smith is waiting with the....' David paused, and looked around to see if anyone might be overhearing, "...with the agreed commission."Mr. Domon's eyes did not even flicker in acknowledgment. He glanced across to Sally then back to the young white man."Err...Mr. Shona has asked you to accept his apology and if you will accept his apology for this delay he has asked if you would like my wife to accompany to you to dinner during this delay."Mr. Domon's expression did not change. He nodded slightly. He turned to Sally, and to David's relief offered her his arm. Sally took his arm, glancing at her husband, who nodded encouragingly to her. She turned and allowed the African to lead her to the hotel lifts. They would be eating at one of the top restaurants in Harare on the ground floor. As they had been drinking in the mezzanine bar, she was not surprised when this distinguished African gentleman led her to the lifts. She did not look back at her nervous young husband.The surprise came when Mr. Domon pressed the lift button for the penthouse floor. Unsure how to react or respond, she stood silently her arm in his, then suddenly noticed that Mr. Domon was using the advantage of the mirrors in the lift to look her over.At 20 years old, she was rather proud of her figure and looks. Since arriving in Africa she had started getting used to the hungry eyed look most Africans openly give her. Mr. Domon's studied indifference had been a welcome change. That he was not quite so indifferent as first appeared was reassuring. Not so reassuring was their current destination. The restaurants were on the ground floor, and they were going up!It was the first time she had been alone with an African man. Her husband would be on his way back to the office.She glanced across at Mr. Domon. He was older than her father. Distinguished and a gentleman, even if he was an African. Quite different to the usual Africans who had groped her in the shops and hotels, reassured she wondered what to say to this stranger she had met just moments ago.Then she noticed his eyes examining her still in the mirror. She flushed. She was hardly dressed her best. Her husband had rushed in and rushed her out. She was wearing tight corduroy trousers, and the black figure-hugging top that emphasized the fullness of her breasts. It was not all that smart, though her husband liked it a lot. Hardly the most appropriate clothing for going to dinner. Especially with a man as important as her husband had indicated this man was.Mr. Domon fully appreciated that top, however.Full upstanding breasts that would be a delight to squeeze as he fucked his cock between those shapely, tightly clad, thighs. Mrs. Jarvis has a classic English beauty. Uhuru had done him well with this wonderful beauty. Her face had a heart shaped loveliness, with a pert nose, and a small well shaped mouth. Her eyes were bright, sparkling and blue. Her hair while straight was very long, almost to her waist.Those tight corduroy trousers did little to hide shapely full thighs, and a full rounded derriere.He could hardly keep his hands to himself. He would wait until he got her to the penthouse. Once there he would be able to do as he wished with her, and be confident of no interruption from the hotel staff or other guests."What exactly did your husband say when he told you to join me here?""My husband asked me, no I suppose Mr. Jarvis, asked me. He didn't tell me!"Mr. Domon smiled and bowed to her. He liked spirit in a woman. It usually meant they were good in bed. Clearly her husband had not mastered her yet."And what exactly did your husband ask you to do?""He asked that I should entertain you for a few hours, have dinner with you, until Mr. Shona and Mr. Skukiru arrive.""Have you done much entertaining for Uhuru, Mrs. Jarvis?""Err no, we only arrived in Zimbabwe a month ago."Mr. Domon's smile was wide and encouraging. Sally went on."I have been settling in. Finding the secrets of how to buy things. I have to give the supermarket manager a monthly tip so he will ring me when sugar arrives. Never had to do things like that in England. It's all quite different here. But I find it fun. I am getting used to it.""Good, and how long have you been married?"Sally's eyes brightened. She loved her husband and enjoyed talking about him. She nattered on happily as Mr. Domon led her into his penthouse suite. His armed guards would patrol the approaches to the suite.Mr. Domon, once in the room, pushed around some of his papers and filed a few into his steel briefcase. He did not trust leather. Too easily cut open. Finally he turned to Sally and offered her an aperitif prior to going down to dinner.She gratefully accepted the glass."So you have never entertained an African man before.""No, to be honest, before I came to Zimbabwe I had not even met a black man before."Her hand suddenly rose to her mouth. She flushed in embarrassment. The rosy flush only enhanced her beauty."Oh dear, I didn't mean anything, I shouldn't have said black man. I meant African, of course."Mr. Domon laughed easily to put her at her ease."So you have not learned for yourself if there is any truth in the tales that black men have big cocks?"Sally's eyes widened. They flicked from side to side. Had she heard correct? Surely not! Mr. Domon had been a perfect gentleman. She looked at him. His eyes were hard and piercing. She remembered how nervous David had been. She sipped her drink. Tried to pretend she had not heard."Would you like to find out if it is true?"Sally swallowed hard. She was in trouble. She was in a hotel room with a strange man. He had armed guards outside the room. Her husband was miles away. This distinguished and wealthy African businessman was talking dirty to her. She sipped her drink and tried to pretend he had not said anything.Mr. Domon finished his drink then took the glass from Sally's trembling fingers.Sally backed away.His hand reached out and caught her behind the head. He could feel her trembling in his grasp. He loved the fear and uncertainty in her. He really did not care if she resisted. He would take her anyway. His hand caressed the side of her face, admiring and stroking the soft flesh that covered those high cheekbones. A thick black thumb caressed her lips."Have these lovely lips ever sucked on a really big cock?"She stared at him disbelieving as his hands dropped to his trousers and he unzipped himself.Sally seized the moment, turned and raced for the door. It was locked. She shrieked for help. The chattering guards on the other side of the door fell silent. She pulled at the door and shrieked again for help.Mr. Domon grinned as he advanced on the young woman struggling with the door."Come, my dear. I'll make it good for you.""I'm not your 'dear,'" Sally yelled at him.Mr. Domon grinned and pulled her to him. Sally struggled in his arms. She twisted around and sought to get away. Large black hands rose up and clasped her breasts.Sally gasped as hard hands grasped and fondled her full mounds. She cursed as pleasurable sensations swept over her. Cursed her own body as she was clasped tightly to the surprising hard and warm body of the African behind her. The African pulled her close. She could feel his hot breath on her neck."I like a woman who puts up a fight!"Sally froze at the words. He was enjoying her struggles. She hung limp in his arms. His hands took advantage of the cessation of struggling to slip under her top and rise up the soft warmness of her body. Belatedly Sally remembered she was not wearing a bra and sought to push his hands back down. She was shocked at the strength in his arms. Her own resisting hands might as well as have not been there. He ignored her efforts and her bare white breasts were soon in his hands. Black fingers tweaked on treacherously erect nipples. He grunted his pleasure at this discovery. His tweaking fingers sent sharp shocks of pleasure up and down her body. Desperately she tried to struggle free. With his hands already up inside her top she had little chance of breaking free of him.He tweaked her nipples harder. Sally shrieked at the sharp pain. She was literally in the hands of a cruel hard faced man who was used to getting his way. The pain in her nipples subsided to be replaced by warm tingling as they filled with blood. A tingling sensation that was pleasurable and erotic.His fingers tightened. Sally braced herself for renewed pain. Instead the palms of his hands lightly slid over her nipples caressing and gentle she relaxed and fought back the pleasure his hands were created, a pleasure, which now seemed enhanced by earlier pain.His fingers returned to her nipples. Before she realized he nipped then again sharp and hard. She squealed in protest. Shocked at the pain that seemed to flash down her spine and the hot flush in her loins. Sally cursed the erotic sensations sweeping over her. Her breasts had always been her weakest line of resistance when David had made his advances towards. She didn't understand how her body could react like this to man she did not love feeling her up, but there was no doubting the pleasure his hands were giving her.God he was older than her father, and black.She shivered. Perhaps that was part of the excitement she felt. Then she cursed herself again for feeling such excitement. Then his fingers squeezed her nipples again and she nearly swooned from the pain and the pleasure.His hands dropped to her waist and he started loosening the belt of her cords. Sally started struggling again. This was going too far. Though she suspected there was only going to be one end result no matter how much she resisted. She felt a pleasurable twitch in her loins as the thought that she was about to be raped.Was a long held fantasy about to come true, even if it was with a big, black, older man.She struggled even harder, but his strong hands were impervious to her efforts as he pulled open her belt. Unclasped the buttons and wrenched down the zipper of her cords. She briefly broke free as his hands rose to the tops of her cords and started pulling then down. Her attempt to scramble away was hampered by her lowered cords and then he was laughing as he pulled her back towards him.Her cords dropped around her knees as he pulled her back against him. She squealed as hand darted between her legs, pushed aside her lacy panties and darted into her now liquid centre."Ahhh, you are wet for it already!""You bastard!"He laughed."My husband.""I don't give a damn for you husband. This is what I care about."His fingers parted the hot wet flesh of her centre and delved within. She squirmed and wriggled, making little further attempt to escape as his fingers excited her further.He moved behind her, adjusting his position. Then she jumped as something hot and hard thrust between her legs. She looked down. Eyes wide in disbelief at the black protuberance sticking out from between her thighs.It was sticking out five inches, which made it a good five inches longer than David's. She stared in disbelief. It was hot and hard and she squeezed her soft thighs around it. She could feel it throb and pulse between her legs.She could feel the gnarled muscle full with pumping blood and quivered. "What do you think of the rumours now?"Sally could not answer. She found herself rubbing the thick black cock with her soft silky smooth thighs, staring at it in disbelief. Her cords dropped around her ankles. The African enjoyed the feel of the soft silkiness of her inner thighs."Mr. Domon...I...I...."His hand grasped that long brown hair, and jerked it back. Pain tingled from the roots of her hair and Sally gasped."Eli, I think you can call me Eli now.""Eli," Sally gasped, "I...I...."His mouth closed over Sally's and she was shocked to find herself passionately returning the kiss. Eli relaxed his grip and pulled back from her now questing lips. He looked down at the classically beautiful face. Her eyes glazed with lust and desire and smiled."Let's get these clothes off, you sweet honey."Sally feverishly helped him strip her, and then helped to get his clothes off. She allowed him to push her backwards onto the bed. His heavy black body came down on her soft whiteness. But not before she saw that long Black Cock, hard and bobbing between his legs. Like a thick quarterstaff, it was centred between her own spread thighs.His head dropped down and nuzzled her neck. She turned her head to one side and allowed him free access to the soft white skin of her neck. She trembled excitedly as his teeth nibbled and his tongue licked. She felt like an animal surrendering to another offering up her neck in surrender. Her legs also spread as a thick hardness nuzzled between them.She quivered and shivered as the hard thick head of his cock thrust inside her. Her resisting muscles parted to allow entry of an African cock. She whimpered and thrust up against him. Thick as it was she wanted more inside. He thrust deeper and she squealed in delight. He gripped her hair and pulled her head back hard, then bit her neck, and thrust deeper.Sally screeched in ecstasy.Eli laughed."Like it rough, heh?"Her hands rose up and grasped his shoulders."Take me...do it...hard...," Sally gasped in delight at the feel of his balls slap against her loins. She realized she had taken its full long length. It was far deeper than her husband had ever achieved. Its length and thickness were incredible, and this older African man certainly knew how to use it as she grasped him tightly.She enjoyed the meal as well.Eli, or Elijah was excellent company and he was a good listener.After the excellent meal he offered to arrange for one of his bodyguards to take her home. Alternatively she was welcome to wait in his suite for her husband to arrive with the contract documents.With a glint in her eye she allowed him to escort her back to his suite.It was 8.30pm before David and Ken Smith arrived at the hotel in the company of Keraki Skukiru with the contract documents. Keraki was brisk and efficient. African clerks who had been waiting at the hotel rushed forward."He is up in his suite with the whore," responded Ferak Mor, the senior clerk.David was alarmed at the comment."Where is my wife?" he asked. Keraki looked at him. "Mr. Shona asked her to have dinner with him, and I dropped her here earlier."Ferak suddenly realized who the whore was and looked away. His eyes made brief contact with those of Keraki. Ken Smith knew that a slip this early could cause endless trouble, asked, "Had the white woman who had dined with Mr. Shona had been safely escorted home?"Keraki piped up."Mr. Seregeti, you are responsible for security. Is Mr. Jarvis' wife been taken home safe?"Ken Seregeti was smart enough and had been around enough to come up with a quick response."One of my men took Mrs. Jarvis to spend the rest of the evening with Ken's wife, Mrs. Smith, at their villa. There is no need to worry on that score. I did not think it appropriate for her to remain after the whore arrived.""You did right, Mr Seregeti, Mr. Domon is up in his room.""Yes."He turned to Ken and David. "If you gentlemen will wait in the bar, I will go and inform Mr. Domon we are ready." He paused a moment. "You may have to be patient, if he is with the whore we may have to wait some time."Ken nodded."Come David, we'll have time for a Pimm's Nr 1."The other Africans returned to sitting in the lobby. Ready to respond to any demand made on them. Keraki Skukiru hastened to the lifts. He had met David's wife, a pretty creature, if she was in Mr. Domon's room it would be an easy matter to smuggle her out of the hotel without her husband knowing.Mr. Domon's guards waved him straight into the suite.Sounds of passion greeted him.Keraki grinned and walked through to the bedroom.Mr. Domon was lying in his back on the bed, while a shapely white woman was bouncing up and down eagerly on his upstanding cock. She was definitely a sexy looking woman and their lateness would not have detracted from their chances of signing this contract if she had been giving Eli such a good time. He eyed her full bouncing breasts, and the full round cheeks of her bottom as she jiggled on Eli's cock. It looked like Mrs. Jarvis was going to be an even greater asset to the company than her husband!He himself preferred white girls to white women, newly blossomed teenagers with developing womanly legs, budding breasts, pretty mouths and dainty eager to please tongues. He had heard that Ken's niece had arrived but would have to wait until tomorrow to try her out.In the meantime, that dainty pink aperture between those bouncing buttocks did not look well used, if used at all. He started to undress. It would add a certain piquancy to fuck her bottom while her husband waited below in the lobby of the hotel."Mrs. Jarvis, I assume?"His words startled Sally, lost as she was in the new world of lust she had discovered. She nearly leapt from the bed, but Eli grabbed and laughed as he pulled her back."Don't mind Keraki, just his idea of a joke."Nevertheless, Sally struggled to free herself and pull the sheets over them. As she had already discovered Eli was far too strong and he quickly pulled the sheets away."Don't be shy, dear. I think my friend Keraki is going to join us."Sally turned back to look at Eli."What...?"Eli pulled her down on to him and sealed her lips with a kiss. Sally responded passionately. She felt the weight of Keraki as he climbed onto the bed. Felt his warm body atop hers. She tried to get up but Eli held her down. She broke free of the kiss."My husband! Where is he? He was supposed to come with Mr. Skukiru!"She was confused. What where they doing? Keraki leaned forward and nibbled her ear. It felt lovely and she pushed her ear back on his tongue."Your husband is waiting in the lobby."Sally eyes widened in alarm."Did you want me to bring him up?""Nooo....""We won't mind if he wants to watch," chipped in Eli."You bastards! What are you doing to me? I love my husband." Her words were cut off by a scream as Keraki thrust.Eli laughed. He looked over at the concentrated face of Keraki as he focused on thrusting into the incredible tightness of a no-longer-virginal bottom."Ram it up her, Keraki, pain turns her on!""Noooooooo," Sally wailed.But they were right. Even now the pain was receding and being replaced by pleasure as two warm bodies crushed her between them and two hot cocks thrust up inside her!END(First Published on Dark Secret.Com) |
showoff.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/25/showoff.txt | Hello, My name is Margaret. I'm now 49 years old and, before time slips further away, I'd like to share these memoirs of my passion for exhibitionism.It all started when I was very young. I was showing my cousin my "peach" as he called it and he was showing me his "wiener". I suppose we must have been about 6 or 7. I am a year younger than him. We were caught by our mothers who told us it was rude to do that but I heard them giggling about it a few minutes later in the other room. I liked showing myself off already and didn't intend to stop.After that I made a lot of opportunities to show off my young body - to anybody really. We lived in a ranch-type home, or a bungalow as the Europeans call them. My bedroom was on the side of the house and all visitors had to walk past my window to get to the front door from their cars. I used to wait until I heard them saying their goodbyes and get ready. It was usually dark by the time they left, so I would switch on my bedroom light and pretend to be doing my ballet exercises - naked - when they walked by. I didn't have much to show off yet but I loved the feeling of knowing that they could see me, and thinking I was oblivious to their gaze.As I grew older my exhibitionism techniques improved. There was a friend of the family; I called him Uncle Edgar, though he wasn't really related to us, who I used to enjoy showing off to in particular. I was, I suppose, about 9 by this time. I purposefully sat on the floor with my back against the chair opposite where he was sitting and raised my knees up together under my chin with my ankles a foot apart, showing him my panties. I loved to see his eyes darting backwards and forwards to my crotch. Once when the kids had been outside playing in the garden, splashing each other with the hose, I sat opposite him in my usual position but this time I had pulled the crotch of my swim suit to one side, exposing my young, hairless pussy to him. I loved it and I think he enjoyed the view. No physical contact ever took place but I used to rub my little cunny like crazy later, in bed.My parents split up when I was about 9 or 10. I was totally bewildered by it all really. My Dad moved out and I would see him occasionally but he moved to the coast and our visits got less and less. I continued with my exhibitionism, showing myself when I got the chance.My next real memory is about summer camp. We were down by the lake, boys mostly sticking with boys and the girls all together. I knew that about 6 or 7 of the boys used to hang out behind one of the boathouses, doing what, I don't know, probably smoking a cigarette, stolen from a Dad before camp or other pranks done by 13 to 16 year old boys. One day I slipped from the group of girls and made my way over to the boathouse. When I reached the side of the building I made a fair bit of noise and listened as the boys hurriedly hid, probably fearing they'd been caught. Then I walked around the corner to the back and, pretending I didn't know they were hiding, started to pull my shorts and panties down to take a pee. I could see a couple of the boys' heads popping up and down and pretended not to see them. I actually stepped out of my shorts and panties and, spreading my legs quite wide bent my knees slightly and peed right in front of them. At least two of them were only a couple of yards or so away. Halfway through my performance one of the bigger boys stepped out of hiding and ran towards me, laughing and pointing at my pussy. I pretended to be embarrassed but I couldn't stop 'midstream' so I let him get near and he got a real close-up. At 14 I had some hair on my pussy now and he commented on it and told his friends to come and take a look. I feigned panic and fell backwards, totally spreading my legs for the now 3 or 4 boys in close proximity. The first boy grabbed my legs and held them open and called the others closer. I didn't scream or cry out. He wasn't hurting me and I loved the attention. One of them mentioned my pubic hair again and I, thinking I was being tough, bet him he didn't have any. This shut him up immediately but the first boy said, "Oh no, look at mine then," and, releasing my legs, which I made no effort to close, pulled the waistband of his shorts down, exposing his pubic hair. The other boys egged him on, telling him to "show her your prick!" At this he pulled his shorts all the way down, exposing his penis to me. The other boys were telling me that "I'd never seen a whopper like that before" and I have to admit it seemed huge to me at the time. I hadn't really seen one since the days of my young cousin. It was semi-erect and he was shaking it around proudly in front of us all. One of the other boys took advantage of the distraction and leaned over and roughly rubbed my pussy and whooped to the other boys that he'd done it. I started to feel a little scared as first one hand then another did the same thing. They even tugged on my pussy hair. It did, however, have the effect of spreading my pussy lips open to their gaze. The first boy's penis was now standing almost straight up and he was staring at my exposed pussy and slowly stroking his penis. One of the other boys told him to "show her how you can fetch." He then began to furiously jerk his fist up and down his penis. I was in awe and absent-mindedly started to run my finger up and down my slit as I watched him. The other boys were encouraging him and his face was turning redder and redder. Suddenly his body stiffened and his hips bucked forward. He let out a moan and his sperm dribbled from the head of his penis. I had been frigging myself all this time and the boys were now quietly watching me. I held my pussy lips wide and rubbed my little clit furiously with my middle finger. I looked at their faces. I was in heaven at their astonished looks. I felt the familiar feeling building in the pit of my stomach and pushed my pussy up towards them as I came, my juices running down my crack.After that I showed the boys my pussy nearly every day, sometimes to as many as 20 of them. I made a couple of them show me their penises but my pleasure came from them looking at, and even touching, my pussy.One of my Mom's dates, Herb, would come over to the house quite regularly, and I got on quite well with him. Herb was a very nice man. I was in my bedroom when I saw him pull into the driveway one day. My mother greeted him from the garden where she was planting flowers. They exchanged a few words and he asked where I was. My mom told him that I was inside listening to records or something. He told her that he'd bought me some candy and she told him to take it into the house and surprise me. She continued gardening and I saw him, through my sheer curtains coming, to the front door. I immediately sprang into action. I removed my panties and lay back on the bed, pulling up my skirt around my waist and spreading my legs towards my bedroom door. I started masturbating and closed my eyes until I could just see. My door slowly opened and I carried on rubbing my pussy as his head appeared around the door, at the same time calling my name. He was all the way in the room in one step and he just froze. I stopped and sat up on the bed, pushing my skirt down in mock embarrassment. He stuttered and stammered that he was so sorry and I did a great job of being totally embarrassed. He scurried out of the room and I couldn't help but smile to myself. I heard him outside with my Mom, but he didn't mention the incident to her. I don't think he ever did!My exhibitionism seemed to stop for a few years, or I can't remember it too much. The main reason, I suppose was that my High School years were spent at an all-girl Catholic school. Of course, we would "date" boys from the neighboring boys' school and I even indulged in a little sexual activity. I had intercourse, if that's what you could call it, twice. My biggest thrill was watching the boy's face as I removed my clothing.The next "fun" time I had was on spring break when at college. We were in Fort Lauderdale, having a great time drinking and flirting with all the guys on the beach. A girlfriend and I had rented a room in a Bed-and-Breakfast type of place as our parents thought this was safer than a big hotel. The owners of the place, Nancy and Ted, were a middle-aged couple. They seemed ancient to us but were probably as old as I am now. The bedrooms were off a hallway, and the bathroom and toilet were in the hallway too, separate from the bedrooms. We were placed next to Nancy and Ted's bedroom, probably to ensure no hanky-panky occurred. One night as I lay in bed I heard Ted come out of his room and, mumbling something to Nancy, proceed down the hallway to the toilet. This was next-door to the bathroom and I snuck out of our room - my friend was asleep already - down to the bathroom, trying not to make a sound. Once inside the bathroom I turned on the small light above the mirror and sat on the side of the bathtub with my robe wide open with one leg raised on the side of the tub and my legs spread, pretending to be washing my foot. My plan worked when Ted pushed open the door and flicked on the light. I pretended to be startled and didn't move a muscle. Ted's eyes immediately went to my pussy. I pretended to regain my senses and stood up and closed my legs, covering my pussy with one hand and putting my arm across my chest, as if to hide my boobs. Of course, I made sure to leave one boob on show. He didn't say a word, just standing there for what seemed like ages, until he turned without a word and left, closing the door behind him. Again I loved it. A couple of days later we went down for breakfast and Ted was sitting in his chair in front of the window, reading his paper. He glanced up and went back to reading. I sat on one of the dining chairs at the side of the table facing him and pulled my heels up on the seat and, knees together, opened my ankles a few inches until I knew my pussy was showing. I was so excited but he didn't look up for the longest time. Finally I saw the newspaper go down and he lifted his head. I was chatting across the table to my girlfriend, who knew nothing of what I was doing, being hidden by the table between us. I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw Ted staring at my pussy, which, by now was open and wet. I slowly turned my head towards him and as he lifted his gaze and our eyes met, I smiled at him, not moving my position at all. He looked stunned for a couple of seconds and then smiled himself and looked at my pussy again. I slowly moved my hand from on top of the table, and, while still chatting to my girlfriend, spread the lips of my pussy wide for him. I was soaking and I slowly, nonchalantly inserted a finger into my vagina, all the while still talking to my girlfriend, who could see nothing of this. I looked over at Ted again and inserted and removed my finger several times. He couldn't take his eyes off the view. After a few minutes I stopped and put my legs down, closing my robe.That same night I repeated the scene from the other night and waited, legs spread on the edge of the bathtub, for Ted. He duly appeared and this time, closed the door behind him, locking it. He told me I was a very dirty girl, all the while with a grin on his face. As he approached me I told him to stop right there. I told him that he could look but not touch.He grudgingly said, "OK," and moved to sit on the small stool at the make-up mirror. I spread my legs as wide as I could and started to run a finger up and down my slit, which was already very wet. I fingered myself as I had done at breakfast, then I turned my back to him and bent over as far as I could and spread my cheeks for him. I turned back and he was pulling out his penis. I sat on the bathmat with my back against the tub, spread my legs and started to finger my clit. I watched him jerking his penis as he watched me frig my pussy. Within a few minutes he raised his butt up from the stool, took a couple of steps forward and stood over me and grunted as the sperm spurted from his penis and into my hair, face and onto my boobs. I never missed a beat and continued masturbating. He staggered back onto the stool and watched me as I shuddered through my orgasm. Not a word was said for the next couple of minutes and then I stood up, wiped the sticky mess from my face, chest, and, as best I could, my hair and walked out of the bathroom and went to bed. Things were a little strained the next morning at breakfast but it was our last day, so after breakfast we packed our suitcases and took a taxi to the airport. I kissed both Ted and Nancy goodbye as if nothing had happened and thanked them for their hospitality and told them we'd be sure to return. We never did.Continued...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out ofthe hands of children. They should be outside playingin the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 25 |
youngm.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/youngm.txt | Bored with my life I decided it was time to spice it up. Walking into my photo studio, I turned on the outside lights and turned on the "Open" sign. Nothing really scheduled that day, I signed onto my Internet site and updated my sales page. I changed my current ad to read, "Young Girls Needed for Top Modeling Agencies. Call 201-555-6171."After updating my website, I did the same to my email Junk-Mail address book and started sending emails to thousands of unsuspecting users. Maybe there would be a way to add some of these pictures to my private website. My subscribers would want to see even younger naked girls.Finishing my coffee and today's newspaper, I checked my email and did some Internet surfing. Around 11am the phone rang, "Northside Photography," I answered.A very excited female began asking questions about my new website ad. Seems she had been trying to get her young daughter started in modeling and wanted to setup an in person interview. After explaining the costs involved, we set the time for 1pm.After I hung up, I checked the hidden video cameras in the changing room and made sure they had fresh tapes. There were four video cameras in the room. Each positioned for the best shots and angles. I also checked to see that the remote start and stop buttons still worked properly. This remote buttons allowed me to turn the videos on when they entered the changing room and off when they exited.Before 1pm, I had four more calls and four more interviews. I set one for later that day, and the other three for the following day. This was going to work!* * * "Hello, I'm Eileen Munz and this is my daughter, Tracey," the young mother said walking into my studio. Standing next to her was her young daughter. She stood about 4 and a half feet tall, and carried several outfits on hangers. She was beautiful. 12 or 13 years old, long blond hair, slender, no hips yet just straight up and down, budding young breasts and a pretty smile. She was simply beautiful."Welcome to Northside Photography." Handing the young pretty mother some forms and brochures, I told the young girl to slowly turn in a circle. This was not only going to be money making, this was going to be fun.After discussing prices and opportunities with the young mother, I had her sign the consent papers and a contract for today's shoot. We walked back inside the studio, the young girl placed the extra outfits and I began snapping pictures. She was a natural. Her tight young body stretched in different angles as she tried to imitate the famous models. Her half-smiling, half-ambivalent expression and flowing blonde hair was very exciting. "I really think she had promise," I told the mother. After taking a roll, I took the young mother aside and told her I needed some provocative shots for her portfolio. Her mother told her to change into her nightclothes, and I watched the young girl walk into the changing room. I walked to the table and picked up the remote video switch and turned it on.After a few minutes, Tracey returned in a short semi-see-thru purple nightie. I couldn't tell if she wore panties. She walked back into the lights and began her same style of posing. "Wait!" I said, "These pictures have to be more grownup, you might say. I need you to pretend you're showing off your body to your new boyfriend. You know, show me want you think your boyfriend would like. Do you think you can do that?""Tracey," her mother said, "Like we practiced yesterday."With those words, this young 12-year-old girl took on a new attitude. Her smile turned just a bit sexy, her body began to contort as she bent over at the waist and began to thrust out her young butt. Her purple panties came into view and so did her potential. I shot another roll of film and tried to hide my erection. As I reloaded my camera, the doorbell chimed and I walked out to the front desk. Another young mother was there with her beautiful young daughter. Both had stars in their eyes, and were sure to be signed. I gave the young mother the same information I had given out earlier and excused myself. Walking back into the studio, I told Eileen her session was almost over, and I had another one starting in 20 minutes."Mrs. Munz," I said, "I have another.""That's Eileen, and I'm divorced," she said correcting me."Eileen, I have another appointment and I need even more provocative shots. Did you bring anything else? Purple is not a good color for these shots. Something white or pink, nothing dark."She told me she hadn't brought any other provocative outfits, but would come up with something. Taking Tracey into the changing room, they discussed what else she could wear.I walked over to the video monitor and clicked on the hidden cameras so I could watch the girls in the changing room. Tracey's mom took off the purple nightie top and exposed her training bra. Turning Tracey around, she unsnapped the clips and let it fall to the ground. She turned her back around and exposed her daughter's pre-pubescent breasts to my eyes. They were cute, sexy and just beginning to poke out from her girlish young body. She had Tracey remove her panties. There it was, just pretty as can be. You could almost count the hairs on her young pubic mound. Later I may just do that. Her pubic hair was blond as the hair on her head. She had little girl hips that hadn't begun to develop. Her waist was the same size as her hips. Tracey's mom took Tracy by the shoulders and said, "We only have a few more minutes for the man to see you. You have to impress him. Do you understand" He must see you're willing to do whatever it takes to get ahead. Can you do that?"Tracey nodded as she stood there naked and scared. The young mom took Tracey's white panties and told her to put them on. She then handed her the blouse she wore when they came in. As Tracey put on the blouse and began to button it up, her mom stopped her and shook her head, "No! Leave it open! Let him see your breasts, remember what we talked about" Sometimes you may have to let men see or touch you to get the job. Can you do this" You said you could! It'll be okay, just do what we talked about."Nodding again Tracey left the buttons open and followed her mother out into the studio. She walked out from behind her mother wearing her white panties and opened blouse, and a big smile. She was going for it!"Good! That's just what I wanted. Okay, Eileen, I need you to wait in the waiting area so Tracey feels more at ease with what I'm going to be asking of her.""But I wanted to make sure she was okay and felt safe," She said."Eileen, your session is over in 15 minutes, and I have another client waiting. Please just do what I ask," I said with conviction.Tracey's mom walked out of the room, and I smiled at Tracey. "You ready to become a star?" I said excitedly. "Let's get busy and do just that. The first thing I want you to do is loosen up. You're too tight, and the camera will see it. Now twirl and let everything be flow freely."I took my remote control and turned on my six hidden cameras. They would get most of what I miss. I, also, turned on some sexy fast music and told Tracey to listen to it and do whatever it makes her do. Not to hold back, but to express herself. Tracey's appearance changed before my eyes as the young budding girl began acting like an experienced model. She really had it in her to become great. She began to move her body like she was 20 years old and horny. "Tracey, remove the blouse, it's not working. Just let it fall," I said, snapping pictures as she took off the blouse and threw it aside. She continued dancing as I snapped pictures of her almost naked body. I stood there with a bulge in my pants as I watched her tiny tits bounce as she danced. I finished the roll of stills, and picked up my video camera and began shooting her almost naked body. As she danced, she began to lower her panties onto her hips. Lower and lower she pushed them until she exposed the crack of her tight butt. Dancing before me, her back to me, she bent over and touched her palms to the floor. Her feet wide apart and her young pussy lips pushing against the material, she began to push back towards me like she was being fucked from behind. She turned around and laid on the floor and spread her legs wide open. Again, her pussy lips pushed against the material for all to see. I wasn't sure where she had learned these moves, however, I suspected her mother had shown her.Tracey rolled over, facing away from me and knelt on her knees. She pulled her panties to her knees, stood and removed them completely, and returned to her knees, still facing the other way. Her tight young butt just a few feet from me. I was surprised by her next actions. She got down on all fours in front of me and spread her legs open, exposing her young innocent vagina to the world. She arched her back and began to thrust her pussy at the camera like a pro.Tracey turned over and opened her legs as wide as she could, smiling at the camera. A semi-innocent, semi-sexy smile that said, "Wanna fuck?" It was then that she saw my erection and laughed saying, "looks like I got you hard. My mom told me that you may have me take off my clothes, she even showed me what to do to get you hard. She was right. Can I help you get rid of that? I've given blowjobs before, on a dare at a party. I'll give you one now if you'll promise me you'll get me a real modeling job."Setting the camera on the table next to me, still running so I get it all, I said, "Okay! It's a deal!" Tracey crawled over to me and unzipped my pants. She had problems getting my erect cock out, so I pulled it out myself. I was amazed at how fast this young girl took me in her mouth and started sucking. She was good. No teeth, just young lips and tongue. She even tried to deep-throat me. She did pretty good too, got me almost all the way down her young throat. After a few minutes of her young mouth on my hard cock, and seeing her young tight body naked in front of me, I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. It had been several months since I had a woman, and not since I was 14 years old, had a young girl. I knew that this was going to be quite a load for this young girl and told her not to stop, or pull away. She had to take it all and not let any fall to the floor. As I felt her young lips and tongue on my cock, I began to shutter and jerk. I felt my cum leave my testicles and enter my penis shaft. I pushed deep into her throat and began to pump load after load into her mouth. I pushed her head into my crotch and began to grind my cock between her young lips. She coughed some and gagged a little, but like a trooper, she swallowed most of it. As I pulled out, another squirt pumped out of me hitting her on her lips and chin. Seeing this, one last squirt blew out of my still erect cock, hitting her on the eyes and nose. I told her to clean herself with her hands and lick her fingers clean. None must be wasted.As I put my semi-erect penis away, I watched her cleaning herself with her hands and licking the cum from them. A few drops hit the floor and I pointed at them. Still kneeling, she lowered herself to the floor and licked it up. I told her to get dressed and I would contact her mother soon with her first assignment. Jumping up she ran off to the dressing room to get dressed. I walked to the waiting area and called her mother in to discuss the next session."Eileen, I want you to come back tomorrow morning, by yourself, so we can go over the pictures and what's next for Tracey. Can you do that?" I said."Sure," she said, "Is 9 o'clock okay?"I nodded, and told her that Tracey was a natural, has a good future with the right help, she could make it big. I also told her my friends will love her. Tracey came into the room and I hugged her and told her she was beautiful and I'd get back to her soon. Tracey and her mom walked out the door and I turned to my next mom and daughter team. Smiling, I took the forms she had filled and, checked them over for signatures and permission contracts. I motioned for them to follow me into the studio. Motioning towards a couple of couches, I had them sit and we talked about what was expected."Wendy right" Very nice! Stand and turn around slowly. Nice! You're 14 right?" Wendy nodded and I continued, "A little old to start as a model. Are you a natural redhead" Good, never change that color. Red is my favorite hair color. Tell me about yourself, your likes and dislikes" As she talked, my mind wandered to the possibility of her having red pubic hair. She droned on about teenage wants and needs, and I noticed her breasts were filling out that tube top. I wanted to have this one today if I could. Before I could break into this drivel, her mother stood and said she had shopping to do and she would be back in around 4pm.As I watched Wendy's mom walk out, I arose, picked up my camera, and told Wendy to show me what she's got. Wendy stood and said she had to change first, picking up her outfits, she walked to the dressing room. I turned on the dressing room video monitor to see what she was hiding under that tube top. She hung her outfits on a hook and pulled off her tube top. As she pulled it up, the material hooked onto her tits and rose with the top. When she gave it another tug, her tits fell free and bounced back to her chest, jiggling. She unzipped her pants and lowered them to the floor, exposing her tight butt wrapped in a thong. Removing the thong and standing straight, I saw her bright red pubic hair. She WAS a natural redhead. This was really going to be fun. She picked out an outfit and, leaving her underwear on the bench, dressed. She entered the room smiling and excited. She was wearing a half tee-shirt top and shorts. I was excited too, but for a different reason. She began to move like all the girls move. With the same vacant stare, no life in her eyes. I turned on some music and told her to loosen up, dance or something, but make the camera your friend. As she started to move to the music, I began snapping pictures. Running out of film, I reloaded and told Wendy we needed her sex to come thru the camera. "Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked, she nodded and I continued, "Are you sexually active with him?" She looked at me in horror and looked at the floor. "Look, all I'm trying to do is get you to act sexy for the camera. If you have been sexual with your boyfriend, let those feeling come thru to the camera. Do you understand?"Nodding again she said, "I've been with my boyfriend, but only oral. Please don't tell my mother. She'll kill me. I'll try and be sexy.""Look! Wendy, the camera needs to see skin. If you've been in the business for a while, you know that. That's what they all want. If you can't show skin, you're wasting your time and mine. Now, take your top off and let me see the real you.""I'm not wearing a bra." She said as I shrugged my shoulders and put my camera down, pretending to give up on her. "Okay, but don't tell my mom," she said quietly.I began taking pictures as she took off her top and exposed those beautifully white, freckled tits. I had her dance to the music and the camera caught her 34B tits bouncing and jiggling. I put the still camera down and picked up my video camera and began shooting her. With each movement, those young firm tits bounced and jiggled. I was very hard and close to cumming in my pants. I stopped her and told her we needed to go to the next level."Remove your shorts and let's get to the real modeling work," I said, acting as if I'd seen a million naked girls."I'm not wearing panties, I didn't want any panty lines to show," Wendy said almost pleading with me."It's up to you, it's your call. Either you do it or you don't. The girl that just left may get the job, not you. I don't want to force you.""Okay!" she said in frustration, "but if my mother finds out, she'll kill me."I started filming again, as she turned around, unzipped her shorts and let them fall to the floor. She stood up straight, her beautiful 14-year-old butt firm and freckled, sticking out. I told her to spread legs about a foot apart, bend over from the waist and arch her back. I did this to force her young pussy lips out towards me. She did it! This beautiful young female was totally naked in front of me, pushing her pussy lips out beyond her legs. Her red pubic hair glistening from her juices. I zoomed in for a close up of her cunt and noticed a slight opening in them. I wonder if I could get her to open them for me?"Wendy, take your hands and put them on your hips. No, stay bent over. That's right. Now pull your hands out toward your sides. No, keep them on your bottom and don't let them slide. Just pull them out." I said, my cock aching in lust.This innocent young girl, not really understanding what I was asking of her, pulled her butt cheeks apart opening her swollen pussy lips and showing me her insides. As a bonus, I got a good picture of her tight virgin asshole. "Pull hard," I said, and she stretched her ass cheeks as wide as she could. This caused her butt hole to pucker, but what it did to her pussy lips was almost maddening. Her pussy lips were spread open so far I could see a good inch up her pussy. "Okay, down on all fours and open your legs as far as you can. That's right. Now arch your back. No! put you head on you arms, stick your butt in the air and try and touch the floor with your tummy. Here, let me help."I put the video camera down, pointing it toward the young girl and knelt beside her. My hard cock just inches from her hanging tits. I put my hands on her head and pushed it down, put my other hand on her back and pushed it towards the floor. I then took my hands and placed them on her butt and pushed her down into an arch. I was so tempted to just get behind her and fuck her, but I knew I couldn't. I stood and took some more shots, making her smile at the camera as it violated her innocents. "Okay roll over on your back and open your legs," I said, trying to act professional and unaffected by her young body. She moved immediately, no questions or complaints. She laid back and spread her legs open. I took some close ups of her red pubic hair. Her juices were quite visible as they almost dripped down towards her butt hole. "Okay, Wendy, lean up against that couch and pull your legs up to your chest. Good, now close your legs tightly together and raise them up," I said while taking video of her pussy lips forcing their way out from the legs that were trying to conceal them. It was beautiful, and she was beautiful. "Okay now open your legs as far as you can and put your hands on the sides of your pussy lips," I said, not thinking about the words that may offend her and shut this shoot down. But she did as she was told."Is this what you want?" she said, and pulled her pussy lips apart. "I've seen this on porn sites. The girls always spread their cunts apart. Am I going to be on the Internet? I'd love that! I'll do anything to get on the Internet. Anything you want. Just say the word and I'll do it. But my mother must never know. Okay?"The video camera's sound detector was picking up every word she said. I was going to make a lot of money of this video. "Okay, Wendy, I'll get you on the Internet, but you're going to half to do some things you may not like," I said, thinking about that virgin asshole. "Are you sure this is what you want?" nodding at me, I continued, "okay, we're going to have sex on camera. You're going to suck me and we're going to have sex. You have any problems with that?""No. I've never had actual sex before. My boyfriend has felt my tits and fingered me, and I gave him a blowjob. But that's about it. Will you be careful?" She asked."Of course. First thing, I have to get rid of this built up cum I have so we'll start with a blowjob." I said unzipping my pants and removing them and my underwear. Turning around I heard her gasp as she saw my 8" engorged cock heading towards her lips. I pushed my cock between her lips and felt her teeth open and her tongue as I slid in farther. I took the sides of her head and began to slide my cock in and out of her mouth. Cautioning her about her teeth, I pushed as far into her mouth as I could and started deep thrusting into her throat. She began to panic some and tried to pull back, but she was no match for my strength. Every 10th or so thrust, I would allow her a quick breath so she wouldn't pass out. I was getting close and I knew my time was short. I began to shutter and squirt cum deep inside her throat. She took every drop, there must have been 5 or 6 healthy squirts of thick cum into her throat, but I wanted some on her face for the camera, so I pulled out and released the last of my cum all over her face and tongue. Still holding her head I told her to suck out the cum and she put her lips on my tip and began to suck it like a lollipop. I could feel the remaining cum being pulled out to her waiting mouth as she sucked it dry.I released her and tried to step back, but she wouldn't release my cock from her mouth. She was holding the sides of it and sucking for all she was worth."You like the taste?" I asked and she, not releasing me, looked up and me and shook her head "Yes.""Okay, we have some more shots to get, so how sexy can you act?" I said smiling."I thought we were going to have sex?" she asked, almost disappointed."I have to wait a few minutes to get hard again. You sucked me dry you know." I said laughing. I picked up the camera and got close ups of my cum on her face. She started cleaning it off with her hands, and then licking it off. Very sexy I thought. After about 15 minutes I was ready again and went to my desk and picked out a condom. I was going to fuck this 14-year-old beauty. She said she was a virgin, and I wondered if I'd feel her hymen break. I thought these things as I walked back towards her."You won't need that. I'm on the pill. Been on it for a year." She said reaching for her purse and opening it. "See! Here they are, and today's is already taken. See! My mother said I may have to have sex to get famous. She started me on them. It was her idea."I lay back on my couch and told her to get on top of me. As she climbed above me I saw she was wet and her pussy lips were still parted. "She's ready," I thought as she straddled me, just stopping inches above my cock. She lay down on my chest and I could feel her soft firm freckled tits against me. She found the tip of my cock and placed it in her vagina opening and stood up again, my cock resting slightly against her open pussy lips.I began to massage her 34B tits as she slowly lowered herself onto my cock. She was in control and felt comfortable knowing she could take it slow. As she pushed down onto my cock, we both felt a resistance and she immediately said, "That's my hymen, I think," I nodded in agreement, and I saw a look of panic in her eyes. "Do you want to stop?" I asked, not really wanting to, but giving her a way out if she wanted it."No," she said, "I'm just afraid it's gonna hurt.""Okay. Stay still and just relax," and before she could move I took her by the sides of her hips and slammed her down on my cock. She let out a small shriek and slugged my arm. But she knew the worst was over and let me control her movements. I started thrusting into her and she began to ride me. I could tell she was excited and, possibly, close to cumming. This thought, really excited me and I knew her cumming would look great on video. Massaging her tits with one hand, I placed the other down by her pussy and tried to find her clit. She was moving to fast and was to excited, but eventually I found it and began to flick it back and forth. After a few minutes, this young beauty began to cum" hard, very hard. She was riding me like a horse, and almost screaming in pleasure. She came again, and I pushed her off me. I hate cumming with the female on top. I want to control my thrusting. Standing up, I pushed her head into the couch and forced her into a doggie style position. I pushed my cock back into her tight young, unused red haired pussy and began to thrust as hard as I could. With each thrust, she let out a grunt, after awhile her grunts and my thrusts got into a rhythm. Each deep, hard thrust forced a grunt out of this 14 year old, redheaded, former virgin. I fucked her for 10 or so minutes, when I felt my cum rising within me just aching to shoot out into this young female. I began to cum hard, her grunts and the tightness of her pussy had forced my self-control to evaporate and my cum to shoot deep inside her. As the squirts of cum waned, and my lust began to subside, I began to grind myself into her tight pussy. Forcing as much of my cum into her as I could. I pulled out and stood straight behind Wendy. I was surprised when Wendy sat up, turned around and took my cock into her mouth and began to suck it dry again. This new experience she was having, was forcing her own vagina juices and my cum into her open mouth. She finally let go and we dressed. I told her she was wonderful and had a great future. I would try my best to get her good jobs. She just wanted to make sure she got on the internet, and that I never told her mother. We talked until her mother showed up. She kissed my cheek and walked out to her mom's car. I made arrangements with her mom to go over the pictures and watched her walk out. I wondered if she knew I had sex with her daughter. After all, she had put her daughter on the pill and told her she may have to sleep with some men to get ahead.* * * As I opened the shop the next morning I went thru the pictures and chose the ones that would go on my regular website and which would go on my porn site. Smiling I already knew and was excited about getting them uploaded. I had been up late developing and going over them.I heard the door chime and walked into the waiting area. It was 9am and Miss Munz was there to go over her daughter's pictures, or so she thought."Miss Munz," I started, but was interrupted."Eileen," she said."Eileen, I videotape every session I have to protect myself. There are 6 video cameras in my studio. They not only tape all the action, I get the sound as well. During my shoot yesterday with Tracey, she told me that you told her having sex with men was the best way to get ahead in this profession. That she may have to have sex with me and you wanted her to do it if I ask her to. I have this on video and well... let me play it for you."Turning to the small TV on the counter, I played a small portion of tape that had Tracey clearly saying her mother wants her to have sex with whomever she can to get ahead."Did you have sex with her?" she asked in horror. Feeling guilty she had been found out, and trying to change the subject.Remembering a liar of a President from the 1990s, I told her I didn't have sexual relations with her daughter. But I was tempted to turn this video over to Child Protective Services. "Wait!" she said, "Please don't do that. She must have misunderstood what I was saying to her. Please, I'll do anything." "Eileen, this is a strange situation. I can't let this just lay there. I really should act. But maybe we can work something out. Let me think for a second," I said and walked around the room pretending to think. Trying to stay calm, knowing that this beautiful woman was going to be mine for quite awhile. "Okay. Here's the deal. You do whatever I tell you. No questions asked, no comments and no whining about it. Deal?" I said."Like? What do you mean. Do you mean sexually?" She said dumbfounded."Exactly!" I said, and continued, "You have 15 seconds to make up your mind. If you answer No, I call Protective Services.""For how long? A day? A week? How long will I have to do this?" She asked whining."For as long as I want you," I said smiling, and continued, "5 seconds left.""Yes! Okay! I'll do it," she said frustrated."Good!" I said, "Let's get started. Remember, whatever I say, you do. No questioning me about it."Nodding, she added, "You're really an asshole you know.""First big mistake, Eileen. I will have to punish you for that. Let's go inside the studio," I said as I locked the front door and turned the sign to "Closed.""I'm sorry. This is just so upsetting," she said, trying to gain my sympathy."Take off your clothes Eileen, let me see that body of yours," I said switching on the cameras and sitting on a chair. She looked at me and began to unbutton her blouse. I knew I had her! She was mine! I turned on the music and told her to make it a striptease. She hesitated for a second and began to move with the music. She was actually prettier then her daughter, maybe 35 or so. A natural blond, tight body. She really knew how to dance too."Were you a dancer?" I said, she shook her head "No" and continued dancing. "Better get those clothes off soon. I want you naked. Completely naked!" I said smiling.Eileen got serious and articles of clothing began to hit the floor. She unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. She had good firm, big breasts. "What size are those" I said, and continued "34B?" I said knowing they were bigger."Try 34D." she said, correcting me with a smile. She was getting into it. She continued, "I thought about dancing in college. I studied for years""You were a nude dancer. Never would've thought it," I said matter-a-factly and smiling, just teasing her."No!" she said, seeing the gleam in my eye. "I wanted to be a professional dancer. I studied dance from a small child," she said as she unzipped her pants and lowered them to the floor. Dancing, wearing only her panties was beginning to excite her and I thought I could see some moisture leaking thru her panties. As the song started to end, this beautiful female stood right in front of me, turned her back to me and lowered her panties to the floor. She stayed bent from the waist, about 2 feet from me. Her pussy lips were sticking out towards me, and her pussy hair and lips were moist and glistening. She was excited and wanted me to know she was excited.I reached up and ran my fingers up in between her pussy lips and found her clit. She was wet, not just moist. I found her clit and began to move it while my other hand began to explore her pussy. She arched her back and spread her legs farther apart and let me have full access to her vagina. I could see her natural blond pubic hair wet and short. She must have shaved this morning. I could smell her womanly scent mixed with some perfume. She was very exciting and I was going to enjoy myself. I didn't have anyone scheduled until 1pm, so this was going to take all morning. I leaned forward and placed my tongue between her pussy lips. Tasting her juices and hearing her moan in pleasure. I began to lick her juices and stick my tongue deep into her pussy opening. As I did this, my thumb was flicking her clit in rhythm with my licks. Soon I was licking her from her clit to her asshole. She began to moan louder and I felt her pussy contract against my tongue. She was cumming in my mouth! Her vagina was flexing on my tongue as wave after wave rolled thru her body. She started to cry out in pleasure and I decided it was time to enter her. I stood, let my pants fall to the floor, and entered her pussy with my cock. I was thrusting hard into her and she accepted each thrust with a loud moan. Taking some of her juices onto my thumb I plunged it hard and fast into her asshole, all the way to my hand. She let out a scream as I began deep thrusting into her pussy and applied pressure with my thumb deep in her ass. She started to cum again, and her moans got louder. I began to shutter and knew I was about to cum. I began to squirt my cum deep inside her, my thumb still deep in her ass. I began to grind my crotch into her as the final squirts shot deep inside her vagina. I left my thumb in her ass and waited for her to ask me to take it out. She didn't ask. She liked it in her. I was going to butt-fuck her today too. The thought of this made my semi-erect cock twitch and it knew it was going into a dark dirty place, and soon.I stayed there behind her, my thumb inside her. I took my other hand and started to play with her clit again. She stood straight, my thumb still in her, and together we walked to the couch. She got on all fours on the couch and put her head on her arms, inviting me to do whatever I wanted with her.I stood behind her and pulled my thumb out of her butt with a pop. I walked to the desk and got a condom and returned to this beautiful submissive female. I was going to butt-fuck her and we both knew it. As I walked up to her, she was looking at me. She glanced at my semi-hard cock and sat up and took me into her mouth. Just a day before, I had her daughter's pretty lips wrapped around my cock. If this worked into anything serious, maybe I could have both of them at one time. These thoughts helped me get excited again, as this beauty deep throated my cock. She was a much better cocksucker than her daughter, but I knew with time, like most females, her daughter would learn how to pleasure a man. My cock was hard again and she was smiling at me. A coquettish smile meant to let me know she wanted it hard in her ass. She took the condom from me and rolled it all the way down my hard cock. She took some lubricant and greased it up. She ran both her hands together on my cock. Up and down, she put a small loop in the action as she made sure the lubricant was thoroughly covering the condom.She smiled again at me, turned around, got on all fours and arched her back. She was ready for my cock to enter her ass. I positioned myself behind her and placed my hard cock at her butt hole and slowly moved it forward. I heard her moan as I pushed in farther. I could feel her hole start to stretch as I pushed in farther. I was almost in when she pushed back into me, and with that motion, I was inside her ass and pushing all the way to my crotch. She started to half-moan and half-scream as I began a slow in and out movement inside her rectum. I could feel, what I concluded was fecal matter being pushed farther up the track. She was so tight I was having problems not cumming too soon. Time to think about football.She started yelling at me to "Fuck Me Harder!" So I started thrusting inside her as rough and hard as I could, and she loved it that way. She started yelling "Yes! Yes!" in beat with my thrusts. She loved being butt-fucked and I loved butt-fucking her. After a few minutes I began to cum inside the condom. She could feel me jerk and my rhythm get off beat and knew I was cumming. I began to grind myself into her tight ass and squirt as much of my cum into the condom as I could before pulling out.I pulled out of her ass and actually heard a "Pop!" as my dick came out completely. She rolled over on her back and I heard several gas sounds and the air leaked from her rectum. I removed the condom and went to the restroom to wash up. When I returned, she was still lying there on her back. Her eyes were closed, but she opened them when she heard me sit at the foot of the couch. She sat up and took my hand and pulled me down next to her and we stared at each other for a minute or so. She moved her lips close to me and kissed me lightly on my lips. I felt her tongue on my lips and I opened them and let her into my mouth. We lay there kissing for about 20 minutes, until she sat up and climbed on top of me. She took my semi-hard cock and lowered herself onto it. I could feel her pussy lips open as my cock slid into her. She lowered herself all the way down onto me and then laid her chest against mine. She started kissing me again and this continued for another 20 minutes or so. She raised herself up and sat straight on me and began a slow riding movement with her crotch against mine. She felt wonderful, and looked beautiful as she leaned back to force me farther inside her. I reached up and placed my hands on her firm breasts, massaging slowly. As I was doing that, she reached down and began to flick her clit.She continued for about 10 minutes. Riding me slowly, having her breasts massaged, flicking her clit. After awhile she started speeding up her pace and I knew she was close to climax. A few more minutes and she started crying and moaning. She was cumming hard and she was really enjoying it. She continued to cry and sob until she was finished cumming. She then lay back down on me and just enjoyed the feelings.We lay there for a few more minutes when I decided I was ready to cum again. She could tell and asked me how I wanted it. I told her to lay on her back and spread her legs. As I stood, she lay down and opened her legs for me. I knelt between her legs, enjoying the site. I put my cock to her pussy and entered her in one motion. It didn't take long, and what was left of my cum drained into her pussy. She wrapped her legs around me and asked me to stay in her until I was soft. Smiling, I agreed and started kissing her softly. * * *As we stood in the waiting room, she asked me if I wanted to come over for dinner Friday night. Smiling I said I would and we kissed again and she left. As I watched her leave, I wondered what I had gotten myself into. This could end up being a good start to a long relationship. Then again, maybe it wasn't.* * * =It was now 4pm. I usually closed at 5, but today I was going to close early. I was just locking the door when another mother and daughter tried to turn the knob. I told them I was closing early and to comeback tomorrow, but the mom was insistent upon talking to me about her beautiful daughter.I relented and unlocked the door, and they walked in. I hadn't gotten a good look at the young girl so I took a close look at her. She was exquisite. Probably the prettiest girl I had seen in years. "How old are you?" I said to the young girl. "12 and a half," she answered.Before I could ask more questions, the mom took over. She was a very forceful female. She wanted everything and let me know she could get it. I turned to the young girl and said, "Is this what you want?" and the young girl nodded. I handed the mom the contracts and smiled at the young girl. Expecting a smile back, she just stared at me. When the mom finished reading the papers, she smiled and signed them, saying, "I'll be back at 6pm. If you can get her into a top modeling job, you can do what you want to her.""Excuse me!" I said not knowing if I heard correctly."Look, I've been at this long enough to know what it takes to get ahead. This is my youngest daughter. She's just starting out. My other daughters have already been threw this so I know what I'm talking about. She'll do as she's told so don't worry about anything. Now I have to get going. I'll be back in 2 hours. If I can't make it back, I'll call, okay?"Nodding, I watched stunned as she walked out the door. I walked to the front door and locked it, I also turned the close sign on. Smiling at the young girl, I took her hand and we walked into the studio. I turned on the cameras and sat on a chair. "Tell me about yourself" I said and listened as she began to talk. I had to ask her to raise her voice a few times, but other than that, it went well. Her name was Ali, she was almost 13, about 4" 6" tall, coal black hair, extra light skin with a few freckles, and brilliant blue eyes, a breathtaking combination. She was slender, like the others, she had no hips yet.I wasn't sure if she'd started puberty, but I would find out soon. What really surprised me was she said this was her first time out to a photo shoot. I expected this beauty to have already been exposed to the business."Okay, Ali, let's get started. Your mom said I can do what I want so let's start with some regular shots. Did you bring any outfits besides what you have on?" I said confused."No, my mom said I didn't need any. That I was going to find out how to be a model" she said."Okay, Ali, what you have on now is just fine. I'll turn some music on and I want you to dance, okay?" I said not expecting an answer.As this beautiful young girl began to dance I saw the makings of a real beautiful model. With the right moves and connections, this girl could go far. I started snapping pictures and she did everything I asked her to do, without questions or comments. She was really mine to do with what I wanted."Okay, Ali, lets try something different. Let's have you?" I said but was interrupted."Is this where you want me to take off my clothes?" she asked innocently."Look Ali, I want you to be comfortable. I will need some shot of you partially dressed, but let me tell you when and how much. Okay?" I said and she nodded. Continuing I said, "remove your top and let me see you from the waste up."As she undid her top I started snapping pictures. She was wearing a training bra. I told her to dance some more and snapped more pictures. As she danced, I then told her to raise her skirt until I told her to stop. She started to raise her skirt slowly and I snapped many pictures. I got several of her panties just barely showing. These would be great for my website I thought. "Pull your skirt all the way up, Ali, let me see your underwear." I said and she did just that. Perfect, I thought and continued snapping roll after roll of film. She was a natural. I told her to take off her skirt and continue dancing. This beautiful young girl unzipped her skirt while she danced, and let it fall to the ground. I walked around her as she danced and snapped more pictures. Switching to my video camera, I began to get close ups of her small pubic area, already trying to make it's way out to the world. I told her to remove her bra and she did so like a pro. As it fell to the ground I saw that her young tits were just beginning to poke out. Her nipples were hard and small, and very erect. She was either scared or excited. She continued to dance and I kept the video going until I motioned for her to remove her panties. Like it was an every day thing she pulled them down her legs and kicked them aside. Here she was, just the beginnings of fuzz around her tiny young pussy lips. I zoomed in to get a close up shot and could see her pussy lips were creamy white, with shades of pink around the crack that separated the two lips. I had her stop dancing because we were going to do some serious videoing. I told her bend at the waist with her legs apart. As she complied, I walked slowly around her, asking her to look at the camera and smile as I circled her. When I walked behind her I zoomed in and got a close up of her young pussy. Her lips were slightly parted and there was no hair to be found. I told her to arch her back to force the lips farther apart and zoomed in again as she did it. The sight of this beautiful young girl was very exciting and I was having self-control problems.After completing the circle videoing this beauty, I told her to get on all fours and follow the camera again smiling. I had her arch her back and spread her legs as wide as she could. I wanted to get behind her and enter her tight pussy, but I didn't."Ali, use your hands and spread use butt cheeks apart," I said to this willing young girl, and watched thru the video camera as she opened her fresh young vagina to the world. "Smile back at the camera as you spread them apart, Ali. This will be perfect. You are such a beautiful young woman. You're doing great!" After several minutes of filming and taking stills, I had her roll onto her back and spread eagle for the camera. She didn't say a word, just spread her legs and smiled at me. I zoomed in and got close-ups of her pussy lips. I then had her lean against a chair and pull her legs up and hold them tightly together so I could get shots of her pussy being squeezed by her young thighs. These shot were perfect. I then had her open her legs and spread her pussy lips apart. She did it slowly, she was really getting the idea of seduction and was trying to seduce the camera or me.This beautiful young girl lay there against my chair, legs spread apart, pussy lips wide open and smiling at the camera. I think I could see some juices forming around her pussy lips, so I said, "Ali, I have to check something. Hold still I won't hurt you," and I knelt between her spread legs and put down my video camera."Is this when we have sex?" she said innocently."We may, Ali. I just want to see something," I said, fully erect and bulging in my pants. I touched between her pussy lips and felt the moisture of her young vagina. "You're wet!" I said and continued, "This is good. You're starting puberty aren't you?" she nodded.I took a single finger and began to move it around her vagina searching for her clitoris, and using her young moist juices to make it easier. I told her to relax and lean back, and watch her eyes close as I began to massage her clit. I was going to fuck this one!After working her clit for several minutes, I started a faster clitoral movement and took a finger from my other hand and tried to push it into her tight pussy opening. As I worked to get it in, I noticed her facial expression was that of pain. "Does this hurt, Ali?""A little, but I can do it. I know I have to. My mom told me to let you do whatever you wanted." She said with a slight grimace."Ali, if you don't want me to I won't. You don't have to do this today. Not every photographer will make you have sex with them" I said as I felt a pang of guilt."It's okay. I have to do it. My mom said it'll help me get ahead faster" she said.My hard on starting to hurt and my self-control forgotten, I pushed my finger inside her tight vagina and ignored her cries of pain. Working her clit and moving my finger in and out of her tight pussy as she was spread open before me was very exciting.I laid her back and knelt between her legs. I decided I had to taste this young pussy, so I put my head in between her legs and began to lick her soft fuzzy pussy. It must have startled her, because she jumped and drew in a breath. I opened her pussy lips with my hands and began to lick her vagina. I stuck my tongue as far as I could into her pussy and began to tongue fuck her. She began to breathe harder and put her hands on my head. She tasted so good and clean I had to get as much of this as I could. I licked her from her asshole to her pussy opening. I found her clit with my tongue and began to lick it roughly back and forth. I wasn't sure if she would or could climax and I really didn't care. She was there for my pleasure and I was having tons of it.Getting tired of eating her virgin pussy, I stood up and checked the video cameras for tape remaining. Each had another hour or so to go. I walked back and stood in front of her and unzipped my pants and stepped out of them and my underwear. I removed my shirt and motioned for her to kneel before me. As she did I put my hard cock to her lips and pushed it between them. Her small mouth was having problems taking it all in, but I didn't give her a chance to complain. I just pushed it in as far as I could, and warned her to keep her teeth off my cock. As she began to wrap her lips around my cock, I took her head in my hands and began to move it up and down on my hard cock. Listening to her trying to breathe and the slurping sounds as my pre-cum and her own juices mixed to form a sloppy mess. Some juices were rolling down the sides of her chin, but I didn't care. I was going to use this young girl and have fun doing it.After several minutes of this beauties young mouth I felt my cum begin to rise within me. The first squirts were thick, forceful and massive. I had pushed far into her mouth, but hadn't given her time to swallow any of it. Warning her to not let any out of her mouth, I pumped a second load of cum into her mouth area. I pulled out and pumped a third load into her face. As I started to pump a forth load, I moved her face so she would get it directly in her mouth. I told her to open her mouth and catch my cum as it squirts. She did just that. As she opened her mouth I could see the cum from earlier ejaculations on her tongue. She hadn't had time to swallow it. I told her to swallow and she tried, but there was too much cum in her mouth. As the forth load shot out of my hard cock it hit her on the tongue and chin. I pulled back a little and watched her begin to swallow everything in her young mouth. When she had it gone, I told her to suck out the remaining cum like she would a lollipop. She took my cock into her mouth again and started sucking like it was a straw. I could feel her pulling my cum out of my shaft and it was very exciting."Is this sex" She asked.Having this same question asked the previous day I answered the same way, "No, Ali, this isn't sex. This was just a blowjob""Are we going to have sex" My mom said I was going to have to have sex" she asked in her innocent young voice. "Can you do that with your tongue on my privates again" That really felt good" "Yes we are going to have sex. No I don't have time to tongue you again. Maybe next time. For now, I want some more close ups of you. Get up on the couch and spread you pussy lips open and smile for the camera" I said.As she stood and turned to sit on the couch, she accidentally knocked my video camera off the table. It fell to the floor and a piece broke off. She looked at me in panic and I picked it up and checked it out."I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do it" she said almost crying."Come here you little slut!" I said angrily. "Look what you did. It's broken!" I said lying to her. A small useless part had broken off and the camera was fine. I faked anger and placed it back on the table and turned it on. I was going to add a whole to new dimension to this session.Sitting on a chair I told Ali to lay across my lap. She walked to me already crying and laid on me. I looked at her naked butt in front of me and told her to open her legs. I let one leg fall to the ground and the other stay up on my lap. This opened her pussy as well as her butt. I raised my hand and saw her butt cheeks clench as my hand fell fast and hard against her butt and vaginal area. With each slap I was hitting her ass hole and vagina opening. Wack! Wack! Wack! I hit her tiny ass cheeks and pussy. She was crying loudly. I took my hand and lowered it to her butt and patted it saying, "This is so you'll remember not to break expensive equipment," and hit her one last hard slap. The hardest yet. I made sure I got her pussy in the slap too.I waited for her to calm down and told her to fix her make up. She went to the restroom and returned a few minutes later with a flown on her face. "Look, Ali, I forgive you, okay" We have a lot more to do before your mother comes back. Don't worry I won't tell her you broke my camera," I said lying again.She perked up some and said she was ready to continue. After taking several more minutes of video, and a few rolls of stills, I was ready to fuck this 12 1/2 year old girl. I had her turn around and put her face on her arms and smile towards the camera. I knelt behind her and pushed my finger into her tight young pussy. I didn't use lubricant or even wait for her juices to be there. I wanted her to remember what it was like to be with a heartless man. Maybe someday this experience will stop her from continuing in this career, and rebel against her domineering mother. Actually, these were just justifications for my guilt in using this beauty in such an evil way.After a few minutes of finger fucking her, I felt some juices begin to form. It became easier to finger her and I knew it was okay to enter her. Not concerned with safety, I took my unprotected engorged cock and put it at her tight young vagina lips. Not waiting for her okay, I began to push myself into her. I looked down and could see my cock splitting her pussy lips open and enter a short distance into her cunt. I could feel some moisture, but she was so tight it was hurting me, I know it was hurting her. Pushing my cock head past her pussy lips and into her vagina about an inch, she let out a scream of pain.Not caring about her pain, I pushed farther into her vagina. With each inch she cried out, she was close to begging me to take it out. But I knew she wouldn't because she feared her mother more than the pain I was causing her. About three or so inches in, I felt, what I figured was her hymen. I knelt there knowing that I was about to change this girl's life forever. When I passed thru this membrane, I would change her from a virgin to a non-virgin. The power was exciting. Holding her small, shapeless hips. I pulled back a little and in one fast, hard, forceful and uncaring thrust, pushed thru her virginity and entered her vagina all the way to my crotch. She let out a loud scream and started crying. It was then that I knew I was going to fuck her hard and long.I began my thrusting deep into her tight pussy. I ignored her cries and screams as I tried to get as deep into her as I could. I got into a rhythm and she stopped her screams, but continued crying. With each hard thrust, she would cry out in pain. The sounds of her pain were exciting me more than I expected. I kept this up for several more minutes, trying to see how long I could last. After 10 minutes, she had stopped crying and was grunting along with my hard thrusts. I don't think she was beginning to enjoy it, she may have just gone numb with the pain. I felt my cum actually leave my testicles and enter my penis shaft. Then I made myself feel every squirt I pumped into her pre-pubescent vagina. It was a wonderful feeling. She accepted it, against her will maybe, but she was full of my sperm and I'm sure they were swimming for, what they hoped, were eggs. I didn't care about that. She may have eggs, but then again, maybe not.I pulled out and, expecting to see a semi-hard cock, was surprised to see it was still hard. Reaching behind me and grabbing the lubricant, I greased up her tight ass hole. I knew I could never get my cock in there without tearing her and really hurting her, I would violate her asshole with a finger. I chose a smaller finger and placed it at her hole and in one quick movement, pushed it all the way into her ass. She immediately screamed and started crying again. She was also urinating on my leg. She began to beg me to take it out, but I was going to leave it in for a few minutes to allow her to know what she may have to do for some men. "Ali," I said, "Some men will not only put a finger in your butt, they may want to put their cock in your butt. Is this the life you want? Having men use your butt like it was your pussy? It hurt to have me fuck your pussy didn't it?Not waiting for and answer, continued, "Just imagine what a hard cock would feel like. Some men may expect you to do this. You may want to re-think your future unless you want me to fuck your ass right now with my hard cock. It's your call, Ali, do you want me to put my cock into your butt?""My mom says I have to do what ever you say" she said crying from my finger still in her ass."But what do you want, Ali?" I said and pulled out my small finger and pushed my middle finger all the way inside her in a rough movement."OWWWW!!!!" she cried and started crying again."Well, Ali, Is this what you want?" I said, "Not your mother, you! Is this what you want?""No, it hurts, please take it out," she cried.I pulled my finger out of her ass, sat down next to her and pulled her onto my lap. I held her tight as she cried, sobbing deeply. My guilt had gotten the best of me. I had still used her young body. But I was trying to help her understand what may be expected of her from men more evil than I. I held her until she stopped crying and told her to dress and get ready to go home. As she stood, I saw my cum rolling down her legs. I stood and walked her into the bathroom and turned on the shower. After getting it to a warm temperature, I had her stand and let me clean her. I took the hand held shower and cleaned her vagina. I had her sit on the bench and open her legs and spread her pussy open. I cleaned her out the best I could, ignoring her cries from the tearing I caused. I turned off the water and told her to dry herself and get dressed. I sat and watched her as she pulled on her panties and as she started to put on her training bra, I stopped her. I hadn't felt her tiny tits. Turning her around I reached around her and massaged what tits she had. They were soft and her nipples were hard so I was getting excited again. I turned her around and told her she had to suck my cock again."Again? But I thought you were done with that stuff?" she said complaining."You'll learn that men will take what they can get. And right now I want your lips around my cock," I said ignoring her complaints.She knelt before me and I pulled out my stiffening penis. She knew what to do and took me into her mouth. She was already an experienced female and knew what I wanted. She sucked and deep throated me without me having to hold her head. She kept her teeth off me and her lips wrapped around my shaft.After letting her control my pleasure for several minutes, I started shooting cum into her mouth. Still not touching her head, she pushed far onto my cock and accepted every squirt. There wasn't much left in me, but she took it all. When she saw I wasn't squirting any out, she began to suck out what was still in my shaft. She sucked like a lollipop until it was all out. Then she looked up at me and smiled."How was that?" she asked still smiling."That was great! You know what? You can stop by anytime you want and do that for me. I'd like to make you cum someday too. Will you promise me you'll stop by once in awhile?" I said."Yup! I promise. But we can't tell my mother okay?" she said, still innocent, I thought. "Deal! Now let's get all cleaned up and wait for your mom" I said as she finished dressing.* * * That night I spent several hours editing and creating videos and stills for my website. I watched the videos of all the young girls that had sucked or fucked me, and that same excitement started again. I even took the videos of Eileen, Tracey's mom and made a film out of it. I was going to have to fuck her again this weekend. She'll probably want it in the ass again. I may really have a future with her.As I finished editing and creating files for my website I looked at what I had just created. I knew these films would make a lot of money, so would the stills when I put them on a CD. I uploaded the stills to my website, making sure they were safe, invisible and untraceable. I put the videos in my car and took them home. I would stop at the bank tomorrow and put them in my "Special" safety deposit box. I had setup a box under an assumed name and paid for it from an off shore bank account I had setup on my vacation last summer. I had set it up to hide money from the IRS but it would it be perfect for hiding incriminating evidence from the authorities too. I had setup the account using falsified identification and I would use it to setup this "Special" safety deposit box.* * * Waking the next day I showered, shaved, dressed and drove to the bank and put my videos in my "Special" box, and then continued onto work. Opening up I cleaned up the place while I waited for my first appointment. At 10am another mother and daughter came in and it all started over again. My life had changed from a few days ago. I had been a respected person and ran an honest business, but now I was trafficking in kiddie porn, I had to stop this before I got caught. However, having this mother standing there telling her daughter to do what the man says and she would be back in a couple of hours, made me lose my self-righteous thoughts of honor and respect, and taking this young 13 year old girl into my studio I knew It would continue."Okay, sweetheart, take off your clothes and let me see your body..."END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 22 |
cumming.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/cumming.txt | Just to let you know a little about me before you read my story. I am a middle aged woman who loves to masturbate. I have been doing it since I was very young and still love it! To me, there is something special in being able to do what you fantasize about and play with your pussy as just as you like it. There is no pain or hurt, only lots of pleasure. I have been married for twenty years and my husband would die if he knew what I fantasized about! I dream of cocks, big cocks as they shoot their cum just for me! I love to watch a man as he jerks off and it makes my hot cunt so wet to see this. I enjoy watching men on the internet and stay awake at night to chat with them as they jerk off just for me. I love having a camera on my computer and will share my cam with them as they jerk off watching me. Just knowing there is someone that I turn on so much that they will cum for me! That is what I love! I have gone to lots of sites and seen tons of cocks! But I like the masturbation chat rooms and this is where I stay at night! I will get on a chat room and wait until I see someone who I know is an older guy, just wanting to play online. There are too many young guys that are just time wasters and I hate when they try to con me into letting them see me masturbate. My husband just sleeps and works, with a quickie thrown in every once in a while. So I stay online until the wee hours as I browse.The other night as I was on a masturbation chat line, I found a guy who wanted a real woman to chat with. I sent him an IM and this started the hottest chat I have ever had. I found out that he was 56 and loved hot, erotic chat. He was very good at it too! He had my pussy dripping in minutes as he told me what he liked to do with the ladies. He loved to watch them as they masturbated for him and he wanted an older woman, not some young girl who wanted to scam him.As we started to chat, my fingers went to my wet pussy as I slowly rubbed my thick labia. I have very profound and thick lips and love to see my fingers spreading them as I dip into my honey hole. Anyway, I had my panties off, which I normally do when I am on a chat line. I slipped my fingers to encompass my enlarged clit as I asked him to show me his cock. He told me that all he was interested in was jerking off to my pussy! He asked me if I would let him watch me too as he opened up his cam for me to view.I could see his lovely cock as he slowly stroked it for me, the thick head was high above his clenched fist as it surrounded his cock. He zoomed in as I saw the huge head of his beautiful cock as I tuned my cam on for him to see me. I opened my cunt lips for him as he asked and spread my pussy wide for his pleasure. I also was getting lots of enjoyment out of watching him stroke that lovely cock of his!"I want to put this big cock in your hot pussy." He typed, "Would you like to feel it in you? I would please every inch of your sweet pussy!"Just watching his words just made me that much hotter as my fingers danced over my big clit as I rubbed it faster and faster! Yes, I wanted that lovely cock in me and would love to feel it as it slid so deep in my hungry pussy! He was making me cum as I watched his cock began to spew its load of cum for me! He was shooting it into the air as it landed on his stomach as my fingers became so wet with my own cum. I was flowing like a volcano as I erupted! I found out that he lived very close to me and made arrangements to meet him. I even told him that there would be no fucking between us as I only wanted to watch as he jerked off! He was satisfied with that as we set the place to meet. It was a local motel and I called him after I had rented the room and told him what room number I was in. I had brought one of my favorite toys to play with just in case he did not show up. But he did show up! As I let him in the door, he smiled at me as I introduced myself to him, asking him if he remembered the rules about no fucking me."Oh, yes. I remember and I promise to go by the rules." He said, "Are you ready to get the show on the road?"I was wearing a thin dress without my panties on as I raised it above my hips, letting him see my smooth shaven snatch. He help me remove my dress as he unzipped his pants, exposing his large cock to me. It was about half hard but it was very thick! Even thicker in person than on cam! I watched as I lay back and he sat on the edge of the bed as he started to pull on his large cock. I started to rub my pussy up and down my slick slit as his cock continued to grow for me! He was huge! The big head was circumcised and the slit in it was oozing clear fluid as I watched his stroke it for me. My pussy was so wet as I rubbed around on my enlarged clit, my fingers so tenderly encircling my love button as they danced over it.He was really enjoying putting on a show for me as I watched him slowing stroking that massive cock! He was pumping his fist as the huge head showed as it rose high above his fist. I was imagining it was me stroking his cock as I lay there playing with my wet pussy as he pumped it for me! "Do you like my cock? Is it big enough for you?" he asked as he slowly jerked it for me, "Do you want me to cum for you?""Oh, yes! It is so big! I love watching you jack your cock!" I replied, "Can you see how wet my pussy is? It loves watching your big cock too! Jack it off for me! Shoot your cum for my pussy!""I want to cum on your hot pussy! Will you let me shoot my cum on your pussy?" he asked as he got faster, "Can I shoot my hot cum over that sweet pussy as you watch me?""Yes! YES! Shoot your cum on my hot pussy!" I cried back, "Give me that hot cum! I want to feel your hot cum on my pussy! Shoot it to me!"I lay there as I too, began to shake, my climax rocking my body as I trembled as I came, watching his huge cock as it pulsated, the hot cum starting to spew forth as it came over my wet pussy! He was shooting that hot cum over my cunt as I climaxed, his hot juices covering my entire pussy as it shot its load for me! I could feel the heat from his cum as it coated my wet pussy! His hot cum just made me climax that much more as my body quivered as I came."Damn! That was great! You have me covered in that hot cum!" I told him, "You sure had a lot of cum stored up for me, didnt you?""Yes and you have such a nice pussy too! You came so much yourself!" he said, "Would you like for me to clean you up? I can lick it off you if you want.""No, thats alright. I enjoy rubbing it into my skin." I told him, "It feels so good to rub it all around my pussy! But thanks for offering.""I hope we can do this another time." He said, "I would love to make this a regular thing with us. Do you think we can do this some more?"I told him that I knew we would be doing it a lots more! I had loved the way he jerked off for me and I wanted this to continue. He helped me from the bed as he dressed to leave."Can I kiss you good bye?" he asked, "I think a deserve a kiss!"As he bent kiss me, I took my hand and rubbed his cock through his pants, feeling that large cock as he kissed me full on my lips! Then he reached down and patted my bare pussy as he turned and left.I was online again that very night, hunting for someone who would show me their cock as they jerked off. I found another guy who was happy to show me his huge cock as he pumped on it for me! As we chatted and I played with my wet pussy, he asked me had I ever been to a site called beastdating.com > I told him no, and he suggested that I go there. I was so horny as he started to cum for me! My hot little pussy was so wet as I too, began to cum, over and over as I watched him shoot his load for me. I had cum so much in the past day!Then I found another older man who wanted to watch me masturbate as he jacked off while I watched him. His cock was very large and he knew how to make a woman smile as he slowly pulled on that massive dick! I watched as he slid his hand over that huge cock and offered it to me as he held the cam close to the thick head. "Would you like to play with it for me?" he wrote, "I need someone who can take my big dick and pleasure me. Think you could take my cock in your hot pussy? Can you see how much it wants to slide in your cunt? It is so hard for you! Can you cum for me? I want to see your hot pussy squirt its cum for me, too!""Oh, baby! You have my pussy so hot! Can you see how wet you have made me?" I answered him as I showed him my wet cunt as I played with it, "I want to feel that cock in me as I cum! Watch me cum for you! Im cumming!"After that time, I found even another man that wanted me to watch as he stroked his cock! I again, started to play with my wet pussy as I watched his cock get big and hard for me. It feels so good to me to have a man stroking his cock for me, knowing I am pleasing a total stranger as I play with my pussy! I then found the site the earlier guy had asked me about, beastdating.com and logged onto it. I quickly found out that is was about dog fucking! I went to a few of the ads as I browsed the site and its related site, beast forum. com. Boy was I ever surprised to find so many ladies fucking dogs! They had a site with pictures and I opened it up as I started to roll through the different ads and threads. There were pictures and videos of ladies fucking dogs, dogs eating pussy, ladies fucking horses, and even men fucking sheep and cows!I settled in on the site about canines as I watched one lady taking her big doggie as he fucked her with his huge knot! I had never seen a dogs knot swell up before and it got me hot as I watched the video movie she had online. Just seeing her being fucked by a huge cock, even though it was a dogs cock, made me cum! I began to go to this site every night as well.I started to look for someone I could chat with about fucking a dog as I visited that site every night. I found one guy who had two big labs and he offered them to me if I would meet him. I would chat with him as my hot pussy would cum so hard at the thought of me being fucked by a dog! I got to where I craved a big doggie cock! I did arrange to meet the guy and one of his labs. I set it up for the weekend so I could have more time to enjoy myself.We met at the same motel I had gone to before as he had his lab in is SUV. I had called and told him what room I was in and was so excited when he knocked on the door! I opened the door as he came in."I hope you are ready for this." He said, "You said you are still a K9 virgin so it might be a little uncomfortable for you the first time. My lab is really hung quite well! Are you up to him?""Oh, God! Yes! Bring him in!" I panted, "I know I will enjoy him so much! I have dreamed of this for so long! Now I want it!"He led the big lab into the room as I undressed, waiting for him to enter. I looked at him as I petted his head when he wagged his tail. He liked me and I was ready to begin as I looked down and saw that red cock as it started to slid out of its sheath. The man reached down and took his cock as he started to pump it for me."Get on your hands and knees. That is the way he knows how to do it." He said, "I have trained him that way. He does go deeper this way I will help you take him. So push that ass up here so I can open you up and guide him to you!"I did as he asked and had my hot little ass high in the air as I felt his hands on my pussy as he rubbed my clit and held it to the doggie's nose. The dog was smelling my cunt juices as I felt the man open me up for him."He will slide it into you fast so be ready for it." He said, "Then he will start to pound your hot pussy faster as he goes deeper!"I felt it as the doggie cock slid into my hot pussy, causing me to gasp as I almost lost my breath! He fucked that hot cock to my wet pussy in one long stroke! It went so deep in me as I felt it hit bottom as he started to pump his doggie cock so fast to me! He was really jack hammering my pussy with that cock as I began to cum! The man had started to rub my clit as he dog fucked me! The feel of that doggie cock in me was too much as I came time after time! His cock was so hot in me! I took all of his cock as I felt it start to swell up inside me, the knot he had formed was so large as he fucked it to my hot pussy, locking me to his cock! I was hung up dog in heat! He had his huge knot locked inside my aching pussy! I was loving it!"Oh, YES! I love it! I LOVE IT!" I cried out, "he is pounding me so hard and he feels so good in me! I love that hot cock! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fill me with your doggie cum!"I felt his cock as it started to pulsate inside me, knowing he had started to cum! I felt that cock as it throbbed as his hot doggie cum began to fill my starving pussy! I had all his cock buried in me and was loving it as he pumped his cum into my pussy! He was really fucking me as his cum felt so hot as he pumped more of that doggie cum to me! I was cumming, over and over as I felt that hot juice he was filling me with as the man played with my clit as the dog fucked me!Then I saw the man with his cock out as he was jerking off as he watched his dog fucking me, filling me with that doggie cum! He had a nice sized cock as I watched him stroking it faster as he shot his cum onto my sagging tits! I loved his cum as it splattered onto my tits, the doggie cock still inside me as he began to slow down. I felt his knot slip from my dripping pussy as it fell out, his cum flowing from my cunt as the man pumped his cock juice to my tits! ENDI hope you enjoyed my story and if so, send me an email and tell me the name of the story you read. My address is: donwalk@hotmail.com and I will be waiting to hear from you.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*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 36 |
leak02.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/leak02.txt | Chapter Two: Tears for TwoAll fears are learned, taught without good reason, and irrational. The unknown ignites suspicions, fears and hatred in men. Problem is, almost everything does.Laura'd never met her father's aunt and for good reason. She could remember her mom mentioning the woman a couple times, maybe three times in all their years together, and the recollection of those moments still sent a shiver up her spine. On each occasion the name was blurted out with alarm, and rancor. Her mom may have intended for it to go over Laura's head, but it didn't. Instead it made a lasting imprint and Laura learned to fear a person she'd never met. Now she was saturated in suspense, bound to the anxiety of that earlier age. Hatred was, of course, an impossible alternative for this sweet innocent child.Frightened and sobbing uncontrollably, Laura acted out of desperation and darted for the elevator leading to her father's penthouse. She then ran the short distance to his study and tapped lightly on the door. She took a breath, made to snivel instead of cry, and entered politely.Though she'd rarely been allowed entrance, it was a warm cozy den that left a lasting impression, and she discovered little changed. It had a high ceiling, the finest wood paneling and deep bookcases that reached to the sky. The shelves were crammed with books and a layer of dust so thick it looked like freshly fallen snow. Her eyes found and lingered on the single window still draped in material of royal blue that glowed to the sun's light. To her right was a chair and large desk littered with the appropriate items - a lamp, a notebook, papers, pens, and such. Before her, across the distance of a Persian rug, was another door, probably to her father's more private rooms. The light was sufficient and she found her dad sitting in a chair to the left.Laura wiped another tear from her eye, and moved through a room dominated by male aromas of cedar and lingering spices. She moved through a masculine world and stepped up to the cold beast posing as a father. Without so much as a glance from him, Laura fell to her knees and hoping to melt a heart of stone, began blubbering in despair."Oh please father... oh please," she sputtered nervously while staring at her own hand between stolen glances of him. "How can you be so cruel? Am I not your own flesh and blood? Am I not?" Though hysterical, she sobbed with control and hoped for the best. Even when in despair this poor girl could do little more than whimper, but Reele never moved.In desperate attempts for a response, Laura began tugging nervously on a small crease between two folds in the fabric of her father's trousers. She pulled along its length in gentle pleas for some recognition. Looking up, she sought bearing from the stone sire, a glimmer of light, a star from which she could navigate. Any slight acknowledgment would suffice, but she searched in vain, her gentle siege accomplishing nothing. Laura realized all was for naught and decided to leave before causing more of a problem. Dejected, she bowed her head and made to rise and run away, until she felt it. The cold breeze filled the room in a rush, along with a foul wind.It moved, he moved, Reele moved. He'd been sitting back, burrowed into the plush leather cushioning of his over-stuffed walnut armchair, from the Italian Renaissance. He was enjoying the taste of an imported hand-rolled Cuban cigar. His eyes were following the smoke's curvaceous, swirling, gently expanding plumes into Einstein's world of an ever expanding universe, and the odds of playing to an inside straight. He looked down at the figure on its knees before him like one would an annoying insect and rolled his eyes. Appearing bemused and being the foul-natured cur he is, he began a long boring dissertation. His blabber was unintentionally meant to boggle the confused minds of the foolish and the clear minds of the innocent."Girl..." Reele began."Huh," Laura returned in a stunned way."...Err, daughter..." he continued carelessly."Laura," the sweet sixteen year old choked out in a sputtering offer of disbelief, in reaction to his ignorance. She was introducing herself to a stranger. Yes, a total stranger! Her own father did not remember her name and likely never knew it. For sure he'd never keep it in mind. How cruel, heartless and cold, how bleak her world became. How ominous indeed, as the long heavy veil of loneliness blackened the sky, engulfing her in darkness.Laura knelt in tears before a man who continued spewing meaningless dribble. As if clearing his conscience with the aid of rationalizations, he drove her mind to run and hide. With despair and hopelessness, her brain slammed the psychic doors of awareness and reason closed, locking them shut. Unconcerned, her father continued between puffs of smoke."You need to understand... 'Laura', did you say? Yes, Laura... and yes... Mmmmm where was I... yes, yes... you need to understand..." Her father droned on without thinking of what he was saying, as Laura listened without hearing. The poor girl had given up trying to understand what he was saying, and prayed for deliverance. She'd come up to complain, to meet and to beg. She'd come to ask forgiveness without knowing why, or from what. What had she done to deserve this sudden terrible change? Things were happening so quickly, so soon after her mom's death, that she was overcome. All she could do was cry, and pray.As suddenly as he began, Reele finished. Though he'd muttered nothing coherent he ceased his oration, took a puff, and smiled in smug satisfaction. He then said good night and ordered the girl to act her age, go to her room and behave herself, which she did as if in a trance. With knees weak and head bowed, Laura exited, leaving a trail of tears in her wake.Laura's life was becoming a nightmare, a long scary road. It was not a winding, gently curving yellow brick road, but a narrow and straight fork-less road. She'd find no talking scarecrow in need of a brain here, nor companions willing to help her find a wizard.Mr. Reele Paines watched the door close behind his daughter and then rose to his feet. He walked to a nearby shelf, picked up a decanter and poured himself a glass of Scotch. "Fucking brat, just like her fucking mom," he hissed to himself. "Now where's Thelma, that wicked witch, Thelma!"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.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~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 82 |
jan2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/jan2.txt | PART TWOMy alarm clock blasted "Get up offa' that thing, you'll feel better!" by James Brown, which I always loved hearing my Dad sing while he gyrated around the room. So I rolled over and did just that, and I stretched and pirouetted in front of my full length mirror on the closet doors. Then I started my bump and grind and watched my puffy little cunt lips start to swell as I really got into it. I tugged on my stiff little nipples and gasped and shuddered as orgasms flowed through my body. I have always been able to easily bring myself to a climax, I guess because of my really, really sensitive nerve endings.As the radio changed to "Like a sex machine" I giggled, and said to myself. "You got that right!" as I pulled my fingers out of my dripping wet little cunt, and then staggered into the bathroom and turned on the shower."Hummmm. What to do today?" I mused as I ran the slick soap bar over my smooth little cones and down into my little slit. "Oh God, Here I go again." I murmured, as I spread my legs and slid the bar up and down in the rushing water, and humped back and forth feverishly. "Unh, Unh, Unh, Oh God, I'm cumming!" I panted, "Yeah, come on, fuck me, soap bar." I played with my swollen little clit and leaned back against the slippery shower wall and slid my butt up and down as I fucked my hands and moaned loudly. "Oh, yesssss, God, that feels sooooo good." Then a huge orgasm hit me, and I slid down the wall to the floor as convulsions racked my small body, over and over, as I gasped for air.I lay there in a stupor until the spasms died down, then I slowly inched my shaking wet legs under me, stood up trembling, and then stepped out to grab the fluffy towel and wrap it around my goose bump covered skin. I dried off and fluffed my short blonde hair until the curls were just right, then went into my huge walk-in closet to find something to wear to go bike riding. It was a beautiful day so I found a little pleated skirt that just barely covered my little buns and pulled a little cropped top over my head that just barely came below my breasts.I went back in and stood before the mirror and admired the sexy little girl I saw looking back at me. I am such a narcissist, or so my Mom says. She finally told me what that meant and I giggled as I said, "Yeah, I guess I am. I really love my little bod and the things I can do to bring that intense pleasure ripping through it often." Mom smiled as she assured me that Dad was the one I inherited that particular trait from, since he was sooo sexy and got turned on really easy like me.I bounced down the stairs and slid into my chair as Mom fixed the waffles in the toaster. We ate and she asked me what I planned for my Saturday off from school. I told her I thought I would go bike riding around the neighborhood and then over to the lake maybe. She giggled as she looked down at my legs and the edge of my little cunt peeking out under the hem of the short pleated skirt I was wearing. "You be careful in that outfit that some man doesn't try to rape you, honey." I grinned, and replied, "Or some woman, maybe? Like you maybe?" She laughed and smiled adoringly at me, and I almost melted. I love my Mom sooo much and she has always had the effect on me when she looks at me with those deep green eyes that my little cunt feels all tingly, and my nipples always start to swell. I guess that's from all the loving she gave me since I was a babyI jumped up and hugged her then tore upstairs to brush my 'pearly whites'. Then back down again and out to the garage to find my bike. I opened the door and peddled out into the bright sunlight and felt the heat already on my almost totally exposed body. I flew down the street, feeling the warm air flying up under my skirt and caressing my cunt and little nipples. "It doesn't get much better than this" I giggled to myself, as I wiggled back and forth on the seat to tease my clit and move my lips apart and then back so they rubbed deliciously togetherI rode up into a trailer park by the lake and sat at the end of the road and looked over at the window in the end trailer where a man was sitting, apparently watching the morning news on the TV. I had seen him before ogling my legs and playing with himself when he thought I wasn't watching him. I sat with my feet on the ground straddling my stingray bike and stared around like I was day dreaming as the squirrels ran around and birds pulled long ugly worms out of his yard.I watched out of the corner of my eyes as he adjusted his shorts and put his hands in his lap and began to stroke his bulge. I got off the bike and set it on the kickstand and wandered down the road close to his place as I hummed and danced a little so my short skirt would flair out and my top would rise up. I reached down to pick up a pinecone to admire and I saw him gasp as my rear end peeked out at him. I wiggled a little to show more until my little cunt was clearly visible. Then I stood up, and pulled my hair back behind my ears, and sauntered back over to my bike, all the time perusing the little pinecone in my hands. As I stood beside my stingray I slid one finger up under the hem of my short skirt like I was scratching an itch and my bare right hip was exposed toward the trailer. I watched him stand up and drop his shorts, and his big penis sprang out as he reached down and started to jerk himself off."Well, enough of the teasing" I giggled, as I swung my leg high so my cunt was in plain view, and then sat down on the warm vinyl banana seat. I stretched my arms over my head with my fingers interlaced and my crop top rode up fully exposing my breasts, and the stiff little rosebuds on the ends, to his leering eyes. Then I slammed the pedal to the metal and flew away down the hill as I laughed to myself, "Bet I made his day."I rode on down to the lake and saw a few of my little friends gathered on the beach so I hopped off and ran over to yak with them. We chatted for a while then I left and rode on into town. By now the sweat was making the seat really yummy as I slid back and forth and it was all I could do to just stay on the bike as tingly little spasms ran up and down my back and through my nipples and cunt lips. I stopped by a marina and shook while the orgasm took over. "God, that was wild!" I panted to myself quietly, as a few people looked over at my shaking body as I held onto the handle bars to keep from falling over. My knees were sooo weak.I went into the Speedy Mart and bought a Pepsi and then sat down at the out side picnic table to watch the people going in and out of the store, and the boats that were pulling in and out of the marina. Some of the bikinis that the teens were wearing were almost non- existent, buns and tits were falling out everywhere, and I ogled them all like the horny little imp that I am. And there were more than a few nice big bulges in the guys baggies that made my cunt twitch occasionally"Onward." I said to myself, as I chucked my pop can in the trash, and then straddled my bike and pumped back down the bike trail toward home. As I neared the beach again I waved to my friends and they grinned and waved back as I sailed by, with my hair streaming out behind my head and my skirt flying up above my waist and my top billowing in the breeze so my tits were showing periodically to anyone in sight. I pushed the skirt back down as I passed fellow bikers on the trail, then let the breeze blow it back up so I was riding virtually naked from the waist down most of the time. The sun on my wet cunt was warm, and the wind cooled the sweat, and I was in heaven with the feelings racing through me.There is a stretch of the path along the lake before the long bridge where I could see a long ways both directions to see anyone coming and I stopped and dropped the kickstand and wandered over to the rocks just a few feet above a sandy little beach on the edge of the lake. I looked around then pulled my top off and dropped my skirt and stepped down to the beach. I padded across the soft warm sand and waded out into the cold clear water. God, I love the sun on my body, it really gets to me! I shivered a little from the icy water until I gradually got used to it. I swam out a little and then returned, watching constantly for other people, and trembling from the excitement of being dangerously naked out in the open where anybody could see me if they came by.I started running my hands all over my body as I stood ankle deep in the lake and my breasts swelled until they ached and my cunt lips were getting puffier and puffier as blood rushed into them. I ran a finger up and down them and tugged gently on my little clit as I twisted my stiff nipples until they were rock hard and jutting out in the warm sun. My hand became a blur as I frantically rubbed my clit and shoved my other hand's fingers up my sopping wet little hole. I jerked and trembled as I masturbated faster and faster in the bright sunlight until the orgasm started to build and build and then crashed in on me like a tornado, twisting my stomach into knots as the convulsions ravaged my glistening body.I stood there with my head back and my eyes closed as I relished the intense pleasure swelling, then receding in my body, over and over. I gushed on my fingers like I always do and the slippery fluids cooled my hot little lips as the breeze fanned them softly.I must have been like that for a long time because I opened my eyes and saw a lone biker just starting down off the bridge and I panicked and splashed hurriedly to the beach and then to the rocks and threw my top on and pulled my short skit up. "Wow! That was close!" I panted, as I tried to calm the pounding in my chest and the trembling in my knees.The good looking jock in tight bike shorts and sunglasses and helmet flew by as he grinned and waved. I waved back then started peddling back up the trail towards home again."Oh, No!" I thought as I looked up and saw the storm clouds building over the peaks and over the long bridge. I peddled faster as the approaching storm clouds got darker and darker and the wind started to build. Luckily it was blowing from the North which helped me fly along as my legs pumped furiously and my skirt flew up so passing motorists were gawking and honking as they flew by. I grinned and waved at a few and they honked again.Then the cloudburst hit. The rain started, and then increased until I could hardly see as I wiped my eyes and peddled harder up the hill to the top of the long grade. By now my thin top was plastered to my breasts and my skirt was clinging to my thighs as I pulled off into the forest alongside the trail to get under the thick trees for some relief until the storm passed. I leaned against a tree and let the water course down over my body until I was soaked to the skin and shivering.Then suddenly the storm was past and the sun came out hotter than before in the cleared air. I pulled my skirt and top off and hung them on a bush in my little glade and ran my fingers through my hair to let the sun dry it. The water dripped off my nipples and ran down into my belly button and down over my cunt lips. It felt really nice as I leaned back against the tree and looked up through the branches at the birds jumping around and ruffling their wet feathers to dry. I spread my legs to let the sun into my private parts and raised my arms above my head and stretched and twisted back and forth enjoying the feel of the rough bark scraping across my butt. I felt a little node in the trunk that stuck out almost in the shape of a penis and I shoved back hard on it and felt it teasing my little puckered hole back there.As I wiggled some more it gently entered and I pushed it in more as my hands found my cunt once again. I spread my legs wider and sat back harder as I finger fucked myself faster and faster. The sweat started to run down my back and lubricated the tree's penis and I fucked back on it as my fingers jammed in and out of my cunt. "Oh god! Fuck me tree, fuck me, fuck me, oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god I'm gonna' come, I'm gonna' come, I'm gonna' come!" I panted as I pounded in and out of my cunt lips and shoved forward and back on the node. "Oh yes, Now, now, Oh God I'm coming!" I shouted through the forest as I screamed over and over and the orgasms wrenched me around and back and forth. I jerked and trembled and wiggled around driving the stump further and further up my butt until a second orgasm drove me wild and I shrieked like crazy and gushed on the pine needles beneath my naked feet.I came to a little bit later and checked my clothes, and they were all dried already, so I dressed and pedaled out onto the trail again. "I wonder how the old man is doing." I thought, as I turned once again into the trailer park. I pedaled back up the hill and looked over and he was sitting in his lawn chair reading a newspaper on his lap. He looked up and waved and I smiled and waved back as I sat on my seat and slid slowly back and forth to start that old feeling up again.Just then two older girls that I had seen around the park before came up the road and stopped beside me. One was thin and blonde like me and the other was a little heavier and looked kinda' like a jock, complete with the sweater with her number on it, probably from soccer or baseball."Whatcha' doing, kid?" She said. I smiled and said I was just riding around and stopped for a breather. The other one snickered and winked at her and she grinned as she leaned over close and said, "Yeah, right. You were teasing the old man, hunh?"I gulped and stammered, "No, I was just stopping to rest, is all." as I stared back and forth between the two of them."Unh hunh, well how about we show him the rest of you?" the big one said, grinning at her companion. Her buddy grinned and laughed," Yeah, let's let the little tease get him all hot and bothered real good!"I panicked, since I was badly overmatched. I could probably stand up to the little one but the jock scared me, and I was trembling and a little shaky with fear. "What are you going to do?" I asked biting my lower lip and trembling even more.They threw their bikes down and grabbed me off mine as it clattered on the asphalt. They pulled me, one on each side, over to where the man was sitting and the big one said to him "Hey mister, want to see more of this little tease?" He ogled my twisting body and nodded as I tried to free myself from their grasping hands.I noticed then that he was holding the paper over his lap and apparently was naked underneath. My two captors apparently noticed too as they snickered between themselves and grinned sneakily. He kept his hands on top of the paper in his lap but I could see the paper had a small tent in it that was growing bigger and bigger.The girls held my arms out to the sides as they reached over and pulled my top up and then off over my head as I thrashed wildly back and forth. Then the big one grabbed my skirt and pushed it down slowly until my now swelling cunt lips appeared. They watched the man reach under the paper with one hand and the paper began to rise and fall as he played with his now stiff rod. I gasped when the skirt finally fell to the ground and I turned bright red all over with embarrassment and also with excitement at being naked between these two girls and watching the man jerk off, leering at me with his mouth open and panting and groaning."Hey, mister, want to fondle this little thing?" The big one giggled as they pulled me over next to his chaise lounge. His legs were moving and his hips were rising and falling as he jerked harder and harder and panted "Oh God, yes, please!" He reached up and ran his free hand over my tight breasts and puffy nipples and I closed my eyes and jerked as the electric shock shot through me and tingled in my clit. I wiggled and acted like I was trying to get away but I was really getting so turned on that if they let go I couldn't have moved away if I wanted to. I was entranced as I watched his hand run down over my stomach and down, down, until he brushed the little clit peeking out under my engorged hood, and I jumped at his touch and gasped.The paper was starting to slide off his lap and I watched as more and more of his lean body came into view and I was practically gushing already, anticipating what was to come next. Then he ran one finger up and down inside my outer lips and I gasped and moaned as I threw my head back and surrendered to the waves of excitement surging up and down my body. The girls were also panting as they watched the guy teasing me and I heard the little one gasping softly, so I knew she was getting as turned on as I was.The paper then slipped all the way off his lap and the man gasped as the sun hit his stiff rod now slick with his fluids as he jerked it faster and faster, all the time finger fucking my little hole and flicking my clit with his thumb. I clinched my legs around his hand and my cunt onto his finger as he pushed deeper and deeper and faster and faster in time to his jerking motions. I stared mesmerized at his big cock and his hard nipples. My own were hard as rocks and aching as he ran his wet hand back and forth all over me and then back to my cunt for some more thrusting.The big girl pulled me closer and said, "Lick it, little tease!" I gasped as she pushed my head down until my lips brushed the engorged head of his penis. She shoved harder and I felt the big head push between my lips and I opened up and swirled my tongue around like I had seen girls do in the porn movies that I sneaked peeks at in my Dad's den at home. He groaned and grabbed my head and began fucking my face harder and harder as I sucked and licked faster and faster.The big girl ran her free hand up between my legs and shot her fingers up into me as I sucked and moaned on the guys cock. She shoved her thumb up my rear and stroked my clit with her wet fingers until I was writhing all over as I grabbed the man's penis and sucked and lifted up and down furiously. Sweat poured off me and dripped on the man's heaving body as he jerked up off the chaise and shot cum deep into my gasping mouth. It ran out onto his balls and I kept licking and sucking as he jerked up and down and spasms wracked his stomach muscles over and over. Then I came, oh brother, did I come! I gushed and gushed and gushed as the penis in my mouth continued to twitch and shoot streams between my parted lips.Then the girls lifted me off the ground and slowly slid me down on the man's cock until I felt it start to stiffen as it passed my wet cunt lips and eased up between my walls. He reached up and pulled me down and kissed me as he began to buck up and down under me fucking in and out as I pushed back for all I was worth, loving the lightening bolts ripping up and down my insides as the ridges on his cock teased the nerve endings on my cunt walls. The big girl leaned over and sucked on my puckered hole then began to fuck her fingers in and out until I couldn't take anymore and screamed, "Oh, God!!!! Oh my God, Fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeee!!!!" over and over as I climaxed, and climaxed, and climaxed, in continuous waves until my body was trembling and shaking so bad I couldn't control it anymore and I actually swooned as I flopped on the man's heaving chest. He kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers through my wet hair softly. "Thank you, little one." he murmured, as he stroked my back gently all over. I sighed and snuggled down closer in answer and passed out.When I came to the girls were gone and the man was sitting once again reading his paper as I lay on another chaise beside him. I was all dressed, too, which sorta' surprised me. I sat up and he smiled and said 'Welcome back. How was your nap?" I stretched and felt the rawness between my legs as I replied, "It was great. How long have I been out?""Not long. The girls left right after you passed out. I've known them a long time but never had anything like this happen before. I hope it wasn't too trying for you, and you will keep quiet about it, since I don't want to go to jail."I giggled and said, "Hey, no sweat, I had as much fun as you did so why would I want to ruin a possible good thing for the future, hunh?"He laughed and winked at me. "I hope we meet again real soon" he chuckled.I giggled and said, "Well, we'll see. Maybe." As I got up and went over and picked up my bike and then coasted down the road to the bike trail. I heaved a big sigh and smiled to myself as I thought, "Hmmm, that worked out really cool, hunh? Now you have a new secret playmate and possibly two girls who might want to play again sometime. Not bad for an afternoon's work!" I giggled out loud as I turned up my driveway and sailed into the garage, slamming on my brake so hard that the rear tire left a black elongated streak across the garage floor.To be continued?*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*The author does not condone child abuse, this story ismeant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone actingout such scenarios in "real life" can look forward tomany unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison.*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Kristen's collection - Directory 50 |
show.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/show.txt | Author Note: This is a work of fiction. You must be 18 or over to read these stories. The author does not condone any sexual activity involving animals in real life.***My husband John and I, are a very open couple that have been active in our swinging community for several years. So when our group started planning a weeklong vacation to Mexico last summer, we were very excited about the idea. The thought of playing on the beach in the summer breeze sent deliciously naughty thoughts through my mind. Little did I know this trip would forever change my life.Reservations were made at a very exclusive resort that catered exclusively to swingers and our group had reserved the entire place for the week. Upon arrival, we were amazed at how nice this resort was, anything that could be imagined was provided for, as part of the package.There were the usual amenities: steam rooms, saunas, hot pools, masseuse, masseur, mud-baths to name a few, and the best part, was you could have any or all of these services in your room, delivered by a professional, who would do anything to and for you, the pleasures were only limited by your imagination.So, we were set! There were group and private parties scheduled throughout the week, and this is where my story starts. On the next to the last day the resort had scheduled an event that apparently is common to this resort, and I have since found out is actually very common in many places, a "Donkey Show".I have to admit that when I heard about the event I wasn't immediately sure what it was. But after overhearing a few of my girlfriends trying to decide if they wanted to go, I quickly got the picture. I have to admit, the thought of watching a woman having sex with an animal, didn't really appeal to me and actually in my mind's eye, seemed pretty nasty.All I kept picturing in my mind was a dirty, smelly barn yard animal fucking a woman, which didn't seem sexy to me at all. Several of my friends were asking me to go with them as their husbands were pressuring them and they wanted the support. So John and I signed up for the show.The night of the show I was surprised to find the ballroom of the resort has been converted into a staging area for this event. The vision of the smelly barn and dirty animals were quickly fading away. There was a large round stage in the center of the room that was elevated maybe a foot or so and to my surprise actually turned in a circle very slowly to give everyone a birds-eye view of the action. Our group was able to find seats very close to the stage and with the stage slowly turning...everyone, no matter where you were, had a great view.The lights were lowered and waiters were taking orders for drinks, so we ordered Tequila shots and lemons and started partying with the other couples around us. Two beautiful nude women, one oriental with long black hair, I guess in her mid-twenties, and a Mexican girl maybe in her late teens, both of whom we had all seen working around the resort, walked up onto the stage and welcomed us to their show.As they were speaking, a donkey was led to the stage along with a bench and what looked like a brushed leather net with tightly woven straps. Once the donkey was centered on the stage and his bridle was hooked to a tether on the stage floor the two women started talking to and lightly petting the donkey.I was amazed at how clean the animal looked, his coat was shiny, as if he had just been bathed and brushed, and I didn't smell "donkey" at all even though he was only about 10 feet away.The two women appeared to be having a good time and didn't appear to be turned off by the animal but were actually bright eyed and obviously enjoying their work. The young Mexican girl on cue from her partner went to the donkeys head and continued talking to and petting him while the oriental girl went to his side and with the help of the stage hand positioned the small padded bench next to the donkey and laid the netting across it.The oriental woman then started to rub and pull on the donkey's sheath. Within a minute or so the donkeys cock started to emerge. I was seriously paying attention now as I saw how large that cock was, it was hanging down at least a foot and was twice as large around as any cock I've ever seen on a man and it didn't appear to be hard at all.The oriental girl knew exactly what she was doing. She had what I guessed was a tube of lube and began to vigorously massage the donkeys cock with this liquid from the head to as close to the base as she could reach. It didn't take but a minute or so and his cock was huge, at least 20 inches long and easily as big around as my wrist if not larger.The donkeys cock was pointing straight forward now and occasionally would twitch and spring up and hit his underbelly. The scariest part of that thing was the head, it reminded me of the flared end of a bat where you hold on to it. It flared out and had a hole in the center that was occasionally spewing out small spurts of pre-cum.The oriental girl left her toy, that giant twitching cock, stood up, got into position and laid down on the netting on the bench, the stage hand on cue from her, carefully slid the bench under the animal with the girl's hips just in front of the donkey's back legs.The stage hand pulled three sets of straps that were attached to the netting, securing it tightly across the Donkey's back. The woman was now suspended in a hammock like device just below the donkeys belly with her holding his cock between her splayed open legs.As quickly as the hammock was tied onto the donkey the bench was removed. The stage hand secured the woman's feet into stirrup like devices that were woven into the straps at the back of the animal. She was now in an almost sitting position on her back beneath her animal lover.Every once in a while the donkeys cock would come to rest on the girl's stomach and the end was easily above her navel. The oriental woman pushed with her legs and to my amazement swung forward enough to aim that huge cock at her bottom. She was rubbing his cock up and down her slit obviously enjoying the sensation.She appeared to hold and press that hard twitching cock to her pussy mound while sliding up and down on it by pushing with her legs then relaxing, causing her to swing nicely back and forth. This was rubbing her clit and pussy lips all around on that very long hot piece of twitching meat. Pre-cum or whatever it was, was spraying from the donkeys cock much faster now and the girls bottom of her tits, belly and pussy were covered with his fluids. I found that I was holding my breath every time she relaxed her legs and swung back onto that giant dick, pressing it hard onto her slit...and I had to force myself to breath. This was the most amazing, sexy, scariest thing I had ever seen... my stomach hurt!I didn't want to admit it, but I was imagining that it was ME in that hammock, and that it was MY belly and pussy that that large cock was sliding around on, and that it was MY pussy and ass that was dripping wet with pre-cum, I was beside myself!The oriental girl continued to work his cock up and down her slit for what seemed like forever, then we heard her gasp, her breath caught in her throat, she flinched and the donkey started hunching his hips, and we all saw that enormous cock disappearing between her legs.That huge dick, now inside this beautiful young woman started to harden noticeably, as it was massaged by the woman's small opening. The oriental woman slowly relaxing and pushing with her legs, started to gently swing back and forth under the donkey, and with each swing she was taking more and more of that huge cock into her pussy.I was on the verge of cumming, right there in my seat. The sexual tension in the room was like nothing I had ever experienced before, I was so wet, I felt as if I didn't cum soon I would die.I was startled back to reality by a gasp and moans from the oriental girl who had taken her hands off her animal lovers cock and put them above her head, holding onto the Donkeys front legs. She was using the Donkeys legs for leverage instead of her legs and appeared to have drawn her legs up, at least as far as they would go being held in those stirrups, this looked like it aligned her pussy with that giant piece of meat that was plumbing her depths.The room was quiet now except for the snorts and sounds of the very excited donkey and his human lover fucking him on the stage. Every eye was intently focused on that huge cock as it repeatedly disappeared between her legs and went deep into her pussy. The woman and animal were both breathing hard and the Mexican girl at the donkeys head was having a hard time keeping him still.The oriental woman was sweating and making ummph, ummph sounds as she took thrust after thrust from her animal lover, you could clearly see her wetness on his cock as it disappeared into her pussy and then reappeared again.I was so turned on by this spectacle that I couldn't think, I found that I had reached under my sundress and was rubbing my pussy. I wasn't alone, several of my friends were in the same state as me and there were people cumming all around us.The oriental woman had started to make gasping noises and she was visibly tensing up. She was rapidly pushing and pulling pretty hard on the donkey's front legs adding to the quickness and depth of his thrusts. She arched her back in the hammock and cried out as her orgasm hit.Her yelp startled the donkey and he jumped up and down with his hind legs a few times. This must have added to her orgasm as she was totally motionless under the donkey, frozen into an orgasmic pose as the donkey was fucking her hard now. The donkey could stand no more of this, the tight pussy wrapped around his cock was just too much and he had begun to cum, each time he thrust his enormous tool into the woman, cum could be seen falling onto the floor from between her legs.The excitement of having her womanhood filled beyond its maximum, the enormous amount of cum she felt shooting into her pussy, through her cervix, into her womb by her animal lovers thrusts, brought on another enormous orgasm. Moaning loudly, she began thrusting her hips up against her lovers belly, again and again until the donkey's cock softened, and slipped from her gaping pussy.We were all in shock, you could have heard a pin drop, the stage turned our way and we saw this beautiful young woman still strapped underneath this large animal, his dick hanging down at least two feet right between her wet trembling legs, occasionally twitching up against her pussy, and both the Donkey and the woman had cum leaking from them, and I mean a lot of cum!The stage hand quickly moved the bench back under the woman and released the straps holding the hammock device in place. The exhausted woman lay on the bench catching her breath as the stage hand carefully slid her and the bench from beneath the donkey. The other girl having moved into position under the donkey pulled the softening drooling cock her way and put the end into her mouth. She attempted to get as much of the huge tool into her mouth as possible for the audience to see. The donkey, now finished, with his cock retreated was led away. The two women were hugging, laughing and rubbing handfuls of cum on each other as the crowd cheered.I couldn't wait to get my husband back to our room and we fucked all night thinking and talking about the show.I and several of my girlfriends was obsessed!We flew home Friday afternoon, and immediately, me and several of my friends started talking about "what ifs". What if, we could be so bold as to maybe experience this for ourselves. I made it clear to my husband that I had to experience the scene we had witnessed in Mexico. John being the resourceful guy that he is, found an ad in an adult newspaper advertising for anyone interested in animal sex with an email address to contact for more info. Me and my girlfriends sat down the next day with the advertisement and talked about whether we were serious about going through with this.It was one thing to watch a woman being fucked by a Donkey, with a cock the size of a baseball bat, and quite another to be the one under that giant animal with his cock stretching your bottom to its limits.The more we talked about how, and why, and how it might feel the more we got turned on. We eventually wound up on the floor, nude, fingers in each other pussies, bodies wound together and all cumming.That night I and two of my more daring girlfriends crafted an email in response to the ad. We asked the owner of the animals to confirm that this was real, no games, and that discretion was an absolute must. We asked that pictures be sent of the animals and the location where the event would take place, and that we be given a picture of someone in the act as proof.Within a few days the response arrived, I was a nervous wreck. I and my friends opened the envelope and found pictures of the inside of a barn which was very clean and appeared to be freshly painted. Also included were pictures of about 6 or 8 animals from dogs to horses, we were amazed and terribly scared and turned on all at the same time. The last picture was of a woman that I guess was in her late thirty's or early forties, in a similar hammock device that we had seen in Mexico, under a horse with his cock deep in her pussy.This was getting serious, I was starting to panic a little. The fantasy was threatening to become reality and the butterflies were starting to make me sick. My girlfriends were also excited and scared out of their minds. We wrote another email asking that we meet the owner of the farm and see for ourselves, the barn and the animals, kind of like a guided tour before we decided to commit to any action. The owner wrote back that day, saying, there was a private party scheduled the following weekend and that if we wanted to come out and see the facilities, he was sure it would be ok with his guests as he knew them well and they were a very sociable group.The owner stated in his closing that his animals are exceptionally clean, they're checked every time by a vet, for illnesses or diseases, before they perform, and this is the part that blew my mind, "specifically trained to breed women", he was sure we would be very happy with our experience, as were all his guests."Breed women!" I was beside myself, I couldn't eat or sleep...I was scared to death and at the same time wanted to drive to the farm right then. Both of my girlfriends were in the same state and every time we got together to talk about going through with this, we always wound up naked on the bed bringing each other to orgasm after orgasm.The days seemed to drag by and then suddenly the weekend was here. John had rented a van so we and the two remaining couples who were interested in seeing the farm could drive down together. The two hour drive was painful, we were all sick with nerves the whole way, not to mention my panties were so wet they were starting to wet my jeans.When we arrived, I was surprised to learn this was a large stud ranch near the coast and apparently well known for producing show quality stock, not to mention the ranch was an absolute beautiful place. The owner met us at his house and asked if we wanted a tour of the ranch before seeing the breeding house where the parties take place.The "breeding house" the visual that flooded my mind made me leak even more girlie juice and I got weak in my knees.The owner showed us through the barn where his stud horses were kept and all-in-all it was a pretty average barn which smelled of hay and horses; not unpleasant but exactly what you would expect on a farm.We then left the main barn and headed to a smaller barn which looked identical to the first but half the size. Upon entering this smaller building I was amazed that it was a barn at all, there was no smell of animal, there was hay on the floor and bails around the room but it appeared they were there more for appearance than functionality. The owner told us this was the breeding house, and the animals which were trained to please women were separated from the main group and for the most part kept here, that separating them helped keep the animals much calmer and cleaner.We went through a large door and found ourselves in a miniature barn like the first but much cleaner and with only 5 stalls in it, each with a different kind of animal. I hadn't realized just how big most of these animals really were, which just added to my fear and wanting. The owner told us that he had been hosting breeding parties for many years, and that all his animals had experienced at least thirty or more parties each, so all knew what to do and they were very safe.He invited us to stay for the party that would begin later that day. At hearing this I got a million butterflies and weak in the knees, fortunately, John saw this and propped me up a little.We met the other guest at the main house, and we girls especially, wanted to talk to the women about sex with the animals and was amazed to learn that, for them, it was the most intense sexual experience they had ever had.Apparently the wife of the owner had started this off years earlier, as her own fantasy became reality. Over time she developed a group of friends with similar interest and so the breeding house became a reality.Once it was dark, and after a few drinks, everyone was relaxed and having a good time, the guests were asked to proceed to the breeding house. I was amazed, the room where earlier there was just some hay on the floor had been transformed into an impressive... well... breeding room. There was a stage in the center of the room with a hitching post on one side and a ramp that led up to the stage on the other.Everything was covered with hay and had a nice outdoorsy smell with lots of live plants and flowers everywhere. The room had a nice warm feeling that really put you at ease.I was approached by several women that were to have sex with the animals that night and asked if I would join them as their gift. They said they saw how badly I wanted to give this a try and wanted me to have my first experience with them there to help.I panicked, I wanted to run, the butterflies in my stomach almost made me sick, I had fantasized about this for so long, but now I was starring reality in the face. John and my girlfriends were encouraging me, saying that now would be the perfect time, as there were experienced women here to guide me.I was trembling so bad I had to sit down. I found myself surrounded by these women who were starting to undress me and all were stroking my breasts and neck, kissing me and rubbing me all over, I was scared to death and so... so turned on!The women were asking if I was shaved, as a lot of pubic hair, due to the size and sometimes the intensity of the thrusting can pull that hair out on the animals thrusting. WHAT!? "The size and intensity of the thrusting can pull out your hair?"I assured them that I was shaved with just a landing zone cut really short, I joked. One of the women smiled and said that was really good, and every one shook their heads. Apparently, if your animal lover is slow to start, they said to press his cock onto the top of your pubic bone and slid the underside of his cock across that short hair, slow long strokes, they respond pretty quickly to that.I love to grab my lovers cock and rub it all around my pussy lips and clit, before get'n down to business. So I was looking forward to sliding that large cock across my clit.Apparently, I was to be the first. I protested a little out of fear, but they had already brought a pony to the stage that everyone said was good for "virgins", he had a nice size cock with a smaller head that made getting started much easier for the unexperienced.I was led to the stage where my pony lover was tied to the hitching post, patiently waiting on his woman to arrive. His balls were huge, they hung like two melons swollen with cum. I couldn't stop looking at them and wanting that cum in my pussy badly.One of the women saw me eyeing his balls and said, "You won't believe how much cum he's going to cum in you, it's hot, you'll see." My fires were stoked now, I couldn't wait for this to get started. I wanted that cum badly!I approached my partner with caution and was surprised when his cock started slipped from his sheath as soon as I got close. He became very still as soon as I crouched down to see his mammoth cock that was hanging down halfway to the floor, just dangling there dripping pre-cum, waiting for my tight little pussy to try and milk that big cock dry.One of the women said that they've done this so many times, he knows what's coming and he's getting a hard on with you just being so close. I stooped back down and his cock had thickened considerably. I panicked, thinking there's no way that was going to fit inside me. The women saw my fear and assured me they would help and within 30 minutes I would be cumming on that giant cock.I took a few deep breaths while rubbing the ponies coat trying to act brave, he was soft and had no smell of animal and seemed to be very gentle. A padded bench with a large webbing laid over it was brought up next to the animal, and I was instructed to remove my robe and lie down and get comfortable.The bench was soft and the webbing had a kind of brushed leather covering which felt warm and soft against my skin. Laying on the bench, which was less than a foot off the ground, the pony seemed to tower above me, I felt lost, vulnerable, scared to death, but I couldn't take my eyes off that enormous cock.I reached over and wrapped my fingers around it, it was more than I could wrap my hand around. It was soft to the touch and felt very thick and hot in my hand, I couldn't believe that I had a hand full of an animal's cock and was about to willingly attempt to stick it into my pussy.I was told to hold tightly onto the bench as it was slid directly under the pony with my legs open and feet resting on the floor. Once in place, buckles attached to the webbing were slung over the ponies back and attached, a woman on each side of the pony picked up each of my feet and attached them into a stirrup like device that was attached to the straps holding the webbing, my feet were now hanging on each side of the ponies legs securely fastened.The sling was tightened and I felt myself lift off the bench and was hanging comfortably under the ponies belly with that huge cock hanging down between my open legs. I was trembling with fear, and so turned on, I could feel my juices running out of me and down onto my ass.I was scared to death, my breathing was ragged. Here I was, tied by my feet to this giant animal about to have sex with it. I was startled back to reality as I felt the pony's cock being laid on my belly by the woman to my left. Lube was sprayed on both my hands and I was instructed to grab his cock if I could and to rub from the head as far back as I could reach. I discovered that if I pulled with my legs my whole body swung back toward that enormous cock and all I had to do was hold my hands in place, push and pull with my legs and I could jack off my animal lover. I heard the ladies saying, "She's a natural, this should be good."Getting a rhythm was easy, push and pull, and used that hot cock as a brake to steady my swinging. It didn't take much of that to get my pony hot hard and ready. Within several minutes, my animal lover was getting agitated, his cock was throbbing hard, his hips were thrusting randomly and he was moving all around, the handler was working overtime keeping him in one spot. The feeling of this enormous cock lying on my belly was mind numbing. His cock was spewing small spurts of pre-cum and the bottom of my tits and belly were slick with his juice. I was instructed by the same woman to push hard with my legs when I was ready, allowing me to swing toward the ponies head away from his cock, once I had the head where I wanted it, all I had to do was relax my legs or pull with them and the swing would swing back toward his cock and he would slide into me nice and easy.Sounds simple, but I was shaking so badly I wasn't sure I could do this simple thing, plus the ponies cock was in constantly motion, he was either hunching forward or that giant cock was springing up and slapping his underbelly then falling back down onto mine. I grabbed his giant leaky cock with both hands, pressed it to my belly and pushed with my legs. I felt his cock stiffen and I could feel his heart beat as I slid back and forth, pulling and pushing on his enormous tool.This was easier than I imagined, I was easily swinging in this hammock, sliding his cock from the top of my mound, all the way back until his cock head was well above my belly button. His cock was heavy, literally and hot lying on my stomach, and I could feel it twitching as if it were a beast ready to strike. As I was rubbing and pulling on his cock, it hardened more and the twitching became more sporadic. I was starting to lust after this shaft badly now and I couldn't wait to feel it pressing into me. I wanted so badly to rub it across my lips and clit and feel the large mushroom head spreading me open, the problem was, it was so long the end was past my navel.I tilted my pelvis to allow better access to my lips and clit from the underside of his dick, this was more than I could ever have imagined. I slowly rocked the swing back and forth, just dragging this large cock back and forth across the top of my sex.At one point I pushed a little too hard with my legs and his cock slid off my mound and down onto my lips, and lodged in my crack, when I relaxed my legs the head of his dick pushed hard against the entrance to my pussy, pushing my lips to the side and pressing directly into my hole.This unexpected violation scared me and at the same time sent shivers down my spine...this was it! I thought all I had to do was wiggle around some and he would probably slide into me.I opened my eyes and saw a woman on each side of the pony holding his cock steady trying to line him up with my entrance. I composed myself, and without moving too much, started to slightly rock back and forth, causing his cock to repeatedly press into me.I was holding my breath, waiting for him to slip in...but it didn't happen. One of the woman told me to grab his cock and help move it into place. I was pushing and pulled the head up and down my crack, trying to align him toward my pussy. His meat was so large, the head completely covered my pussy lips and clit, I had never felt anything so sensual. His cock was rubbing everything as I moved him around. I relaxed my legs which caused me to press a little harder onto his cock as I slid that huge piece of meat around on my sex. I started to cum as I slid the mushroom head back and forth over my clit really fast, I was moaning and trembling while sliding that had cock around on my clit. That was all it took, I was ready to go for the money.I had a death grip on this enormous tool, rubbing that large head at my tiny entrance. It was wonderful, the mushroom head felt hot and was spurting small squirts of pre-cum and my pussy lips were drenched with mine and the ponies fluids.When I pushed his cock into the entrance to my sex the big mushroom head flared out and I started thinking it would never go in. After a lot of tries, and sensing my frustration, one of the women whispered in my ear that when I was ready to take him in me, to try and fold the head some and then slid against it and it would just pop in.I continued to run his cock all around my lips and up onto my clit where I would press him harder to me while moving the head in circles. Sexual shocks were shooting from my clit causing my pelvis to twitch and buck up. Finally I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed the head of his cock, pressed the mushroom part together and started to once again bounce against the end like before.At first I didn't think anything was happening as I didn't think I was getting enough force to push him in me, but the pony knew what was going on. He must have felt me squeeze the head of his cock or the bouncing was taking its toll on him because he started to fidget and hunch.Our timing must have been just right, I was swinging backward onto his cock as he hunched his hips forward, his cock slipped through my hands and 2 or 3 inches quickly slipping into my pussy.I immediately felt the mushroom head open back up, stretching the walls of my vagina and pulling my entire vagina inward as it slid along my insides. It caught me off guard and was so unexpected that I let out a rather loud yelp. I was holding my breath as my backward momentum slid me further onto that huge twitching cock. We were so wet, there was no resistance. I quickly tensed with my legs to stop the onslaught of his enormous cock in my pussy.I couldn't breathe for a second, and a second was all I had, the pony feeling the tight warm confines of my pussy began to hunch with several powerful thrusts. Before I could figure out what to do he had fucked 6 or 8 inches of his beautiful cock into me a few times. Fortunately, the swing was designed to allow the woman to swing with the thrusts keeping the animal from doing any damage to her pussy if things got out of hand. I grabbed his cock with both hands afraid that he was going to kill me and squeezed.Immediately, I started to swing with his thrusts and quickly found that if I released my grip some I could just slide on and off his cock at any pace I wanted. This was great, the fear was lessening some, the lust was taking over and I was being filled in places I never knew were empty.I was so stretched, I was able to feel every little thing, his cock was hot, much warmer than any man's I've ever felt, it was twitching and jerking in me, it was very... animal like... and I was completely surrendering to the power of my thrusting lover. The mushroom head was rubbing hard against my G-spot, I can usually move my hips and control my orgasm, but this time there was nowhere to go, every time that giant mushroom head came close to my entrance, it hit my G-spot with a vengeance. The ringing started in my ears, then the spasms began deep in my pelvis, and then I was squirting all over me and my lover. Now it was me that was twitching, and that big cock sliding in and out of my pussy just kept the orgasm's coming.I was so wet now with my juices and he pre-cum that his enormous tool was sliding into me with little effort even considering his huge size, I could feel the power in his thrusts as his cock slid into me and my pussy pull outward as he withdrew, I was getting dizzy and feeling... well, almost possessed.His cock was so large and now that he was breading his woman, his cock was getting harder and the head was feeling like it was spreading out more stretching my vagina walls even more. The discomfort of the initial assault had was all but gone I was adjusting to his enormous size. I released his cock and laid back in the swing trying to relax as the pony had slowed his thrusts almost to nothing.So, there I was literally stuck motionless under this animal, held tightly to him by his huge cock now deeply buried in my pussy. I pushed with my legs a little and felt this wonderful pull as the ponies cock head slid along the walls of my vagina pulling everything outward as his cock slipped through my pussy. I quickly found a good rocking motion that was giving me all the cock I could handle without pain. The flared head of his dick was so large that when it pressed into my cervix it didn't hurt at all but wrapped around it and gently pressed it up into my belly causing my entire vagina area to pull inward stretching my clit to the max.I had never felt so much pressure/pleasure in my life, with my cervix being gently pressing up into my stomach, the giant flared head stretching the walls of my vagina as it slid back and forth into me, and the fact that when I moved, my entire pussy area was either pushed inward or pulled outward, I almost couldn't take it, it was confusing me.I also discovered that if I pushed a little harder with my legs the giant head would come right to the entrance to my vagina but couldn't come out because the animals cock was now so hard and the head so large and firm, it would stop at my entrance and just pull my entire pussy outward, pressing on the backside of the clit. Orgasm ripped through my pelvis, and I'd squirt girlie juice every time.I remembered the oriental girl in Mexico raising her hands above her head and grabbing the donkey's front legs for leverage. I reached back grabbed the ponies legs and was able to use this leverage along with my legs to increase the intensity of my thrusts onto this wonderfully hard cock.I was working hard, pushing myself onto his enormous dick, it sliding deeper into me than anything had ever been, I had surrendered myself to this majestic beast that was proudly breeding this small woman beneath him.Using my hands I could take as much cock as I wanted, I started swinging and quickly found that I could take more and more of his cock on each thrust. The pony didn't miss any of this. The intensity of the fucking he was getting was causing his cock to twitch more. His cock must have been leaking a lot of pre-cum as I could feel it running down my crack and onto my ass. This just made me a little crazier and that much easier to slide onto and off of his enormous tool, plus the design and angle of the sling was perfect for fucking my animal lover.I was in heaven, I was fucking this huge beast, I was stretched to the limit with the largest cock ever sliding in and out of my pussy, and I had lost count of how many times I'd cum. My hips were trying to thrust up but the ponies cock was so hard and rigid it was keeping me from moving up and down too much.The pony stopped humping and became very still and I almost panicked, I was so close to cuming again, I didn't want this to end, so I started to push and pull using my arms and legs.I was pushing hard with my feet so that the head pressed into the back of my pussy; stuck at my entrance, the giant head pulling my entire pussy outward, the feeling was delicious, it was as if my clit was being stretched from the inside.I was pushing with my hands as hard as I could, starving for the feel of the ponies cock plumbing the depths of my pussy, then pushing with my feet until the head was pulling my entire sex outward again.I was over the edge, all I could think about was getting as much of that hot cock into me as possible and as often as possible, fear was gone and pure lust had taken over. I was sweating badly, I smelled pre-cum that I knew was coming from my pussy and the end was near.Soon it was unavoidable, the pony began to lurch and tremble and I knew he was about to cum in me and I wanted that cum so badly. I pushed against his front legs so that I could get all that he could give me.His cock got really hard and started twitching up and down, pulling on my pussy...then it happened, his cum shot into me, a series of hot powerful jets that hit my cervix sending a shiver through my spine.I pushed with my hands and pulled with my heels impaling myself on his spasming cock. I felt the cum being forced through my cervix under the pressure of his thrust, filling my womb, the rest squirting from my pussy as his cock dove deep into my depths. I felt myself go tense as my orgasm hit. My body froze for a few seconds as the worst of the spasms coursed through my pelvis, then nature took over and I started fucking the pony as hard as I could.I'm not sure how long this went on, but I do remember tensing up and not being able to move several times as I came again and again.I was sore, my pussy ached, I was sweaty and smelled of cum, my back hurt from tensing up so much and I began to realize my arms were locked above my head and I was pushing back onto the ponies cock as hard as I could.His cock had softened but was still buried deeply within my belly, I painfully released my arms and swung forward, his cock plopped out of me and a bucket of cum spilled out of my pussy and fell to the floor.I felt the swing loosen, my feet were freed and I felt hands slowly lowering then to the floor, then the firmness of the bench on my back. My husband and friends were there to help me to my feet and all had a thousand questions.I was covered in sperm from my chest to my feet and my lovers sperm was still leaking out of my sex. The ladies that had invited me to join them asked if I'd like to be a member of their group saying they had never seen anyone fuck a pony so hard before and enjoy themselves so much.I was sore for about a week but have made plans with my new friends to put together a party back at the farm soon. I can't wait to see my four legged lover again and have him cum in me once more. I've been told that when I'm ready, the donkey's are larger more intense and will give me a longer ride! I'm almost sick with anticipation!END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 82 |
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thingshappen.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/thingshappen.txt | Things happened, but why to me?Dick, my husband, had been dealing with some family estate problems all last weekend and didn't get back home until late Monday night. I really missed him and our phone sex was a poor substitute for the real thing. Ah, but we saved Tuesday nights for close encounters of the sexual kind. I could hardly wait.Things went downhill, though. My company's president, Henry, called an emergency meeting the first thing on Tuesday. That was only three days ago, but for me, a lifetime ago. "I need a tiger team. Our biggest distributor is trying to strong-arm us into deeper discounts, because our stuff isn't moving off their shelves fast enough. What are we going to do? Bill, you head up the team. Brian Hills, the big honcho over there, and I hate each other. If I get next to him the personal chemistry will for sure kill any chances we have. I need to delegate the whole problem to you - I can't be objective. It's your baby, I'll trust your judgment, OK?"Bill looked up. "OK, Henry. I'll deal with it."Bill's our 'go-to guy'. He wasted no time at all dealing out assignments like a machine.Potential lost income analysis went to one of the accountants, alternative sales/marketing schemes to our VP of sales. Then he turned to me. I knew it was coming. "Marsha, you've had a lot of contact with Brian Hills, hell, you used to work for him. I need you to get out there and meet with him. Find out all you can, see what's going on. Can you leave on the noon flight?"Interesting how English works. 'Can you leave' sounds like a question, doesn't it? Is anyone confused about it being an order?"Sure Bill. I'm on my way."Brian was a mentor to me, and always honest. I might be able to help. But now I'd be away, probably overnight! I hoped Dick wouldn't be too upset. I was upset enough for both of us!"Sure, honey, I understand. Good luck. Call when you know what flight you'll come back on, I'll pick you up when you get home," he said when I called him after throwing some stuff in an overnight bag. Why was I worried, Dick is a peach of a guy. He's still so considerate, after a whole decade of marriage. I should have known. I took a cab, not having time or interest in parking at the airport, especially since Dick wanted to pick me up.I actually got to Brian's office at 3:30 that same day. And in a couple of hours, the problem was solved. It was more a misunderstanding than anything - it's just that Brian and Henry can't talk to each other without anger flaring up. "Marsha, you tell those guys what our new proposal is, and tell them that it's good as gold so long as you become the account executive."I called the office. A clerk expected the call, and arranged a conference call with the tiger team, and Henry. I explained the deal on a conference call to the rest of the team. "We'll just let their payables extend to 90 days for a couple of months without hassling them about it. We'll do some reduced shipments, but we expected that anyway, it's part of our forecast. When the inventory gets down to a reasonable level they'll start paying in 45 again. Any problems with that?"The team's accountant pointed out we could deal with the dip in cash flow, and the balance sheet would hardly be affected at the end of the quarter. Success!Henry spoke up. "Good job, Marsha. I hope you can get home tonight, but flights back here out of Chicago are pretty bad at night, Anyhow, I don't expect to see you at work until Thursday. And congratulations on your new responsibility for that account. Go celebrate. We'll figure out a good reward." When Henry says that, you can take it to the bank.Brian offered his hand. "We have a deal. I'd take you to dinner, but we have other plans. Thanks, Marsha, for helping us work this out."What a day. I got stroking from everyone. I wanted to celebrate.I had a cab take me to O'Hare. There was no way home that made any kind of sense that evening. "Be civilized", I thought. "Take the 9AM flight home, take the day off, and celebrate with Dick."I decided to stay close to the airport. I took the shuttle to the airport Hilton, and checked in. I dumped my overnight bag in the room, and called home. Dick wasn't there, but had left a message for me on the answering machine. He was, he said, going out for a meal with Bill, who called to explain how important this trip was. He promised to call me latter, if I gave him my hotel and room number, and went on to say he was lonesome already, and he wasn't even in bed yet. That meant, I knew, we'd have a hot phone conversation - phone sex, even - tonight, later.What a rush this day had been! I wanted to shout with joy, to celebrate. Solo celebrations suck!"I need a drink!" I wanted that, even more than food, and I had nothing to eat since breakfast, and that was only a piece of fruit with Dick in the morning - that seemed like days ago.I found a table in the lounge. It was already eight o'clock - oh, nine, back home. It was the end of a long day.The first rum and coke went down fast - drinking for effect, I guess. No food, and a fast drink.That would work. I could enjoy the second one more. I looked around. Not too many people here - it wasn't too early for bar trade. Where was everyone? A couple of older guys were sitting together - they must be here on business, too. There's that other guy at the bar - about forty, nice looking. A couple of couples... Hmm. I'll have a quiet, relaxing evening, an early bed time and be home tomorrow. "I'm as high as I can be, I'll bet I won't be able to sleep. I hope I'm as excited tomorrow when I'm with Dick," I thought. I was coming down from my high. Crashing down is a better way to describe it. Some celebration. I wanted another drink. The routine was to go to the bar and get it. I did.The forty year old guy was a couple of bar stools away, and I looked at his reflection in the mirror behind the bar. His eyes met mine, and we maintained eye contact for a second or two too long. Nice enough looking guy, sort of rugged looking, I decided, reaching for my drink."I'm sorry?" I said almost spontaneously, looking up, hearing something directed at me, but not hearing it clearly. "I said, 'Lass, I'd enjoy buying that for you, especially if you wouldn't mind a little company at your table.'"I hate drinking in bars alone and eating alone when I travel. This was safe enough and the guy's accent was intriguing."Aussie?" "Lass, that's could be an insult to a New Zealander, if you weren't so pretty."Edward sat with me. I learned more about his island country in the first few minutes than I ever expected to know. "More sheep than people", "Two Islands, really", "God made our place after practicing on England and Australia, and finally got it right".He was going home tomorrow - "A whole twenty-four hours of traveling, but worth every second, to get back." He'd been gone almost a month and missed home, his wife, and his little girl.He learned about me, too, especially about today's adventure, my leaving home so quickly, and how I wanted to celebrate but couldn't do that alone.By then we were on a first name basis. "Marsha, you didn't even have a chance to eat, let alone celebrate, did you?" He stood: "Let's get something here."The restaurant, on the top floor, wasn't crowded at all, and Edward selected a table against the floor to ceiling windows, looking out over the airport. He took my hand and led me there. The human contact was warm, nice. We sat side by side, so we could both look out at the scene. It was beautiful - I think airports at night always are. I enjoyed his company, and the dinner. I pretended it was almost an extension of my business meeting, and insisted on paying for my meal in spite of his objections. If only Dick was here.I didn't want the day to end, I was so hyper and excited about everything. So, when he said "Let's go to the observation deck - it's a warm night, it'll be fun, and a nice way to end the evening," I agreed it was a great idea. Besides, I wasn't ready to be alone: not yet, anyway.The hotel shuttle bus took us to the terminal. The observation deck was wonderful. We stood there, watching a chain of diamonds, landing lights, approach the airport, one after another, the first jet clearing the runway at one end seconds before the next landed. The parallel runway was just as busy with takeoffs. "There's nothing like this back home," Edward said, taking my hand to get my attention, and pointing to a Gulfstream G2 moving on the taxiway below us, on its way to somewhere. His hand, on mine, that human contact, lasted a few seconds longer than it needed to. I didn't object.There were two other couples standing at the railing, too, looking like lovers, holding hands, enjoying the same sights we were. There was a lull in arrivals, and we looked around. Both of the other couples were taking advantage of the break, wrapped in each other's arms, kissing. It was so romantic, and I was jealous of them. I was missing my husband. I was missing the warmth of that kind of hugging, that kissing, I was lonesome.Then, I felt Edward's hand on my shoulder. He was feeling all of the same things.I turned to him. His hand provided just a hint of pressure, the most gentle urging, a suggestion and I responded, moving closer to him, into his arms, it was the most natural thing to do. His other hand reached for my chin, and tilted my head upwards. A kiss, he wanted to kiss me. I-I... didn't stop him. Instead, I closed my eyes. I felt him move toward me and his lips met mine.The stress of the day, the excitement of my success, cocktails, the dinner's wine, all contributed. I felt his lips open, and I opened mine, too, and the kiss stopped being casual, tongues began caressing, bodies began pressing together, and the environment went from friendly and social to intense and sexual.That kiss ended - nothing was said - and we turned to watch the airplanes again, lost in thought, silent. That was so nice, but so wrong. What was that all about? What just happened? What was going to happen?We had talked so easily before - now there was silence. "Uh, I just don't do things like that," I whispered into the night. "Nor me, Marsha." A moment later he turned, and took my hand - gently, not aggressively, and we went to the airport shuttle bus, and back to the hotel.More silence. This wasn't the comfortable silence we had enjoyed together earlier - it was tense, electric.As we walked into the lobby he gestured toward the lounge - "A last drink?" I shook my head no, and went towards the elevator. He joined me. He touched 8, and I pressed 12: his action was an unspoken invitation, and mine, a refusal. The doors closed, the elevator ascended.He turned to me again, his body language a question, and again, I was in his arms - a second kiss, a good-bye kiss, so very nice, so romantic, this meeting of two strangers, their paths crossing only once, ending on so poignant a note. The elevator stopped at eight, and the door began opening. He released me, and turned toward the opening door. "Marsha, it was a lovely evening. I don't want it to end. Will you come to my room?" He was reoffering his earlier unspoken invitation, it was almost too tempting.I shook my head no, and he stepped out of the elevator - "It was lovely," he said, "thank you. . .good-bye, Marsha, good-bye, lassie."I did something I thought I'd never in my life do! I reached toward him. Toward his hand. Nothing was said, everything was understood.The elevator does sensed the obstruction, stopped closing, and opened, instead. He understood, turned, and came back in.The next kiss, full of passion, so distracted me I didn't notice the doors close again, and didn't notice the elevator start up again, and stop again, until the doors opened a last time.I broke the embrace, and stepped though the doors, and I couldn't, or at least didn't, resist my impulse to touch his arm, this time I was doing the inviting.My room was half way down the hallway. He took the card key from my hand and opened the door, and let me go in, then followed me there.He turned the night latch, locking the door, and took me by the hand past the bathroom door, into the bedroom.The drapes were open, the airport was in view, as romantic as before - more erotic, here, in this private place.I looked out at the scene, not seeing it, too aware of him in the room with me. He was behind me, his arms around my waist, looking out, too. No, that was a sham - I felt him pressing against me, his body firm, hard, and that extra pressure, too, from him, from his erection.There was no presumption here, no questions here. Those had been asked, and answered.I turned within the circle of his arms, again we kissed, this time his hands didn't confine themselves to my back, but roamed from between my shoulders to my buttocks, my hips, pulling my pelvis to his, and I could feel his excitement, too, pressing against me. I was not resisting at all, my own pelvis was pressing into his - I was doing that, meeting his pressure, not retreating from it.No words - not one.The kiss broke. He, looking into my eyes, reached between us, got my jacket unbuttoned, and pushed it to my shoulders. I dropped my arms, and he peeled it off with my help, and we let it fall to the floor.Then began the next kiss.It was as exciting as the last - no, more exciting than that. I could feel myself growing more excited, and him, too. . ."I don't do things like this," I muttered, "I love my husband," while my actions made lies of my words, I was 'doing things like this'."He's not here, lassie, I am. I'm completely here." One of his hands left my back, and it took mine by the wrist. "I'll show you." He pulled my hand to his lips, where he kissed it, then pulled it to his neck and between us, over his chest, over his suspenders, down, to his belly.He looked carefully at me, looking for acquiescence, for objection, and finding neither, he moved my hand further down. "Feel how completely here I am."I could feel him, his erection extended along his pant leg - warm, hard! Even though the material I could feel it moving, growing, pulsing. And I wanted it - him. What was I doing?He let my hand go - I continued to touch him there, my fingers moving, feeling that length, that excitement...Our lips bonded again, his tongue was moving against mine again, but he had moved to keep a gap between our bodies, making it easier for me to touch him, and he had a hand there between us, busy with something, but I didn't care, I loved this - this celebration of my success, I needed to share it. He took my wrist again - "No, I like touching you," I objected, but he lifted it, away from his pants, away from that warm shaft, that place I was enjoying touching, away from exciting myself and him by touching him. He lifted my hand over his trousers, higher, to where his pant's waist band should be - but wasn't! He had opened his trousers, I was touching soft cotton.He guided my hand higher, under his shirt, to the waist band of his briefs.His hand left my wrist, and moved over my fingers, pressing them, so that their tips were against his skin, at his short's waistband.Then, under it.I returned his stare as he looked into my eyes, and into my soul. His hand found my wrist again, and pressed downward, very gently, not forcing me at all."Do what you were doing like this, on the inside. Touch me like this," he said, "I want you to, again, this way."I felt the elastic waistband move over the back of my hand, my fingers felt warm skin, the irregularity that was his navel.His hand on my wrist made just the most subtle of movements, suggesting lower. Thenmy fingers were brushing coarse hair and finally, now without any help from him, the last incremental distance, to where I wanted it, my fingers were tracing down the shaft rising from his groin.His eyes stayed fixed on mine, and I watched his pupils dilate as my hand moved to his penis's head, and behind it, feeling the heat of his scrotum with my fingers, almost weighing it, with his penis warm along my wrist, then finally trapping his shaft between my forefinger and thumb, moving, stroking."Oh yes, like that," he whispered."I just don't do things like this" I whispered again, while doing things just like that."You're celebrating - and it's with me you're doing it, lass.""I am," I said, "with you," feeling how hot he was, the subtle feeling of his foreskin being guided by my fingers over his cock's head, then being pulled back again, knowing that head would be swollen, knowing where it was going to go, soon."I have a month's worth of passion waiting where you're touching," he whispered, and I could feel that passion, that heat, pulsing in my hand. "I want to use the entire month's worth with you, in you."A voice, could it have been mine?, whispered, "Yes, yes, you will... in me."His own fingers pulled at his shirt's buttons, its cuffs. Shrugging, he got his suspenders off his shoulders, and quickly his shirt too was on the floor. His pants, losing their support, fell to his knees, then lower still.He kicked off his shoes, and stepped out of his pants, standing there, wearing socks and briefs. "Keep touching me?" he asked, or ordered, it didn't matter, because I wasn't going to stop, my hand under his briefs was exciting him, and me.He worked at my blouse's buttons, pulling it from my skirt, then pushing until it, like my jacket, fell to my elbows, held up by my arms.I stopped touching him for a moment, and pulled at my blouse, too, getting it over my arms, and off.He used the moment to lift one foot, then the other, taking off his socks.Our eyes met again, as he reached for his waistband, and pushed down. He stepped out of his shorts and stood nude, erect, beautiful, forbidden."Are you ready for that much passion?" he asked, and assuming he knew the answer, said "now you, you have to be undressed, too, undressed like I am.""I know." My skirt was easy - a clasp, a zipper, and it fell.I reached behind me, pulling, so that my slip climbed up my back, and over my head, and off.I didn't care! I wanted his naked body next to mine!I was in his arms again, I could feel that penis pushing against the skin of my belly as he pulled me close to him, my arms around him, holding him to me, feeling that body, that nakedness."Wait," I whispered.I turned my back to him.I felt tension increase on my bra strap as his fingers worked at the clasp, then the pressure was released, my bra was hanging from its shoulder straps, loose over my breasts.I turned back to him, my hands reaching to his face, and watched as he put one hand on my shoulder, and pulled at a strap. I turned my head, watching his other hand on my shoulder, too, moving that strap, too.He pulled the straps along my arms. I was without modesty, without shame.I wanted him to see me.I dropped my arms to in front of me, down, and the cups, already loose, fell away, and that garment was gone, too. My breasts, exposed, in view now, my nipples were telling him of my own excitement, telling him something he already knew.My hands were already close to my hips - I found the tops of my pantyhose, and pushed that down, too, to my thighs. I was exposed, too, and I didn't care. I sat on the bed, pulled my pantyhose free of my legs, and feet.Free of clothing - nude, both of us!Another embrace, another kiss, our bodies in total contact now, tongues together, and breasts against chest, and cock hard against my belly, his hands on my buttocks again, fondling them..."Wait," I said again.I stood beside the bed, pulling at its cover. "Get that side," I motioned toward the other side of the bed.We pulled the cover off the bed, and the blanket, and the top sheet.And looked at each other, on opposite sides of the bed, looking like a white altar, .ready for a very human ceremony.He reached across it, and I did, too, our hands meeting, pulling, so that we were kneeling, facing each other.His hand on my neck pulled to the side, and he and I both lay down, on our sides, not quite touching, but close enough for me to feel the heat radiating from him.He moved toward me, and I, turning to meet him, met his lips, and found myself pushed back, him over me, our mouths open, this kiss beyond seduction, even beyond foreplay, as I felt his chest meet mine, pressing on my breasts. then the pressure of his cock, pushing at me, my legs opening, welcoming him - it - between them, my knees lifting, guiding his hips, centering him over me."So nice," he muttered, his lips moving to my throat, as he slid his body lower, until his lips met my breast.Good! He wasn't rushing! I had a hand under that breast, lifting it, holding it, making it easier for him, for his mouth.He stopped that, and moved up again. "So sexy" he said, taking my hand, my left hand, kissing it, kissing my fingers, putting my ring finger in his mouth, and I could feel his tongue and teeth on my wedding band!"Oh," escaped from my lips, "my ring..."He took that hand, and pushed it down, between us, rolling off me a little, lying on his side."Look at that!" he commanded. He pushed my hand to his cock, wrapping my fingers around it.I saw what he wanted me to, the glint of that ring, on that hand, on his cock!"Watch." He brought his own left hand to my face, his fingers gentle on my lips. "Open them."I did, and his ring finger found its way in, I could feel his wedding ring, too, as my tongue wet his fingers."Now watch!" He pulled that hand out, and let it his ring finger trace down, over my body.To there!I saw that finger stroking at my lips, pressing against them, along them, and watched as I tilted my pelvis up, presenting those lips to him, and watched as somehow my knees parted even more, widening me, and his fingers weren't just stoking my lips now, their tips were within them, and then the ring's glitter disappeared, in me!"Oh." - So erotic, so sexy. Dick used to do the same thing to me - I loved it!His lips found my breast again, teasing it, while his fingers were busy in me, all of the stimulation working, until his fingers stopped what they were doing, and he moved from beside me, to on me, while his mouth stayed fastened to my breast. I could feel his cock, his penis, on my thighs, and I could feel how my thighs parted wider, allowing it between them.He was being urgent now! His mouth abandoned my breast, moved higher, to my neck, and his penis moved higher, too, closer, and then - the phone rang!"Oh hell, only my husband knows I'm here. What'll I do?" I was panicking."Answer the phone. Talk to him. He'll be worried otherwise. But I'm not going to stop now," Edward said, reaching for it, handing it to me, and moving down again, kissing my neck."Hello?"It was Dick! I knew it. He'd know what's happening!"Honey, I'm so excited. Henry called here hours ago, you're going to get promoted to vice president!" Dick almost screamed. "I wish I was with you, I want to celebrate with you!"I knew what he meant. A nice meal, some drinks, then we'd make love for hours."I wish you were here, too" I said, distracted by Edward's mouth, now fastened to my breast."Me too," Dick said, "I want to be holding you now.""Me, too."How could my voice be so steady while Edward was doing what he was doing to me?"I wish you were in this bed with me, pretend to be, pretend to be next to me, I need you to, like we did when I was away last week," he pleaded.What a perverted idea - how could he want me to do phone sex with him when... but I could. I could do that!"I will. I will do that, I will pretend you're here," I said. It was a way we used for us to be close emotionally over the miles, over the years. It was a way of staying connected, we'd done it before, but never like this!The stimulation I was getting from Edward made me realize I could. I could share intercourse with him, and phone sex with my husband at the same time! I couldn't! I love my husband, I couldn't do that!"I want you naked on your bed, just like I'm naked on this one," he said.The phone was far enough away from my ear so that Edward could hear.I had to do what he wanted, I had to please Dick. Otherwise he'd know - I don't want him to know!"Honey, I am naked on this bed," I whispered into the phone.Edward looked up at me, understanding."Good", Dick said, "will you touch yourself for me, because I'm not there? Can you get excited without me doing something to you?""Yes, yes, I AM excited," I assured him. "You get excited too. Dick, make yourself excited, too, get as excited as I am."Edward moved higher, his face above mine, his erection pressing into me."I am," he grunted. "I want you to touch yourself or something, too. Do you have a vibrator or something you can use?"I paused, glancing at Edward - he heard."I don't have a vibrator here, that's at home, honey, but maybe I can find something. . ."I wouldn't dare, would I?I would!"Oh, I've got something. A tube, a tube full of lotion, that might be the right size," I whispered into the phone, while reaching down between us, to Edward's penis, my tube, that was the right size. Edward, no dummy, lifted up, knowing what was going to happen."Is it body lotion?" Dick wanted to know."Yeah, yes Dick, it's a tube of body lotion.""Good, put some on you, use it, get all wet, put it in you!""In me? Is that what you want me to do? I will, I will use it, I'll get it in me now," I said, knowing Dick thought I was teasing him, and Edward, Edward knew, he knew exactly..."Dick, I will. I'm holding it close, where you want it to be..."I guided Edward's penis to my vulva, moving it along its lips until its head parted them, and he pressed forward, pushing at me."I'm moving it along my lips, honey, exciting myself with it, can you imagine that...""You're getting me so hard," Dick said, imagining the wrong thing."It's hard to get it started, it's a little too big. I have to push harder.""Use some lotion, push harder, put it in," Dick urged, thinking he was urging me, but it was Edward who was pushing. Edward, who heard my husband tell me to push harder ."I'm... it won't..." I was saying to Dick, to Edward, then; "OH!"I hoped Dick couldn't hear our pelvises slap."Good!" came from the earpiece and I gasped out the paced "oh, oh, oh," that Dick was used to hearing from me, but they were sounds in keeping with Edward's motions."I'm doing it with you," Dick said.There were no words spoken for a few minutes, just panting, Dick using his hand, and me using Edward."I'm doing what you want, Dick..." I told him."Do it, give yourself an orgasm," he said, grunting as he did that to himself, too.Then, "I'm close, Dick," I said, truthfully."Me too," he said.Edward looked at me, and whispered, "I'm ready too." It washed over me, a complete orgasm, and over Edward, too, as he pushed time and again, soundlessly, filling me with himself."Oh Dick, I'm cumming, right now!"Edward was still pushing, pressing as deeply as he could, thrusting, when Dick said "I made a mess of the bed cover.""This bed's all wet, too," I told my husband. "Honey, go wash up, and change the bedding, and we can celebrate the right way tomorrow when I get home, OK?""OK, honey, I better do that, and clean up. I'll see you about noon.'Bye. I love you." And Dick hung up.I let the phone fall to the pillow, and met Edward's lips."I never dreamt of doing anything like that" I muttered, after that kiss ended, shame and modesty taking charge. I pulled a sheet over my body."No, no, lassie. That won't do."Hs stood, and moved to the foot of the bed, naked, his cock not quite erect."That won't do at all."He grasped the sheet, and started pulling. I felt it move under my arms, over my breasts, sliding down.Until my breasts, then my stomach, my crotch, my legs, were all exposed, the sheet's progress down matched by his increasing arousal."We're not done by any means," he said. "Not me, and not you. Not for a while, yet. Come." He extended his hand.I sat up, taking it.He pulled, and I left the bed, following him, to the bathroom.He turned the shower on, adjusted the temperature, stepped in, and gestured for me to get in, too.Two warm bodies, soapy bodies, hands mutually washing, exciting each other, preparing each for the other.Two large towels, rubbing, drying, providing excuses for touching, stimulating, helping us in something that was truly foreplay.And back to the second bed in my room, we were clean now, hygiene not a restriction now.He lay beside me for a moment, his penis not fully erect."I need a few minutes more for recovery, lassie, but there's no reason for us to not play."He bent over me, his mouth on my neck again.His tongue was electric, tracing from there to my ear.He pushed a little at my shoulder, I rolled a bit away from him, and felt him move again, and now his tongue was doing its magic on the back of my neck.Oh, that felt so nice, so erotic in a quiet way.He pushed again, until I was on my belly, stretched out on the bed, arms reaching above my head, and I felt his weight on me.That tongue touched my neck, then my ear, then lower, to my shoulder. He moved down, I could feel that, and his kisses were at the middle of my back.Another movement, and now, he was kissing my side. I wanted to roll back facing him, but he held me as I was, on my belly.His mouth, his tongue, moved from my side, back to the middle of my back. It was the most erotic feeling...Then lower!His hands were on my buttocks, pushing, spreading, and his tongue was flirting there, too. Fingers, tongue, I wasn't sure - excited beyond endurance, but not sure, then he moved off me."Come," he commanded, pulling at me, until I was kneeling beside him. He pulled at my knee, positioning me, so I was kneeling above him, facing him, looking down at him. He pulled at my buttocks, until my knees were on either side of his head. Then, reaching over my legs, he pulled my knees further apart."Watch," he said, and looking down I saw his tongue touching my inner thigh! He reached around my legs, his fingers meeting at my pelvis, and he pulled at my lips, opening me."Look," he commanded, as I, with my hands on the wall, pelvis thrust foreword, head bent down, saw myself being held open, saw my clitoris engorged, extending out, a little finger, but so sensitive.I saw his lips purse, felt his cooling breath there, felt quivers extending all over my body, saw his tongue extend, touch me! Lick at me!I moved forward more, sealing myself to his mouth, feeling his tongue do what his penis should, touch and excite me."You like that, don't you?" he asked, knowing the answer.A climax had washed over my body."Yes, I did. Your tongue was a penis for me, for my vagina.""Maybe, then, it's time for your mouth to be a vagina for my penis. Turn around."I did.He reached, tugging at my knee, pulling it, until, until, until I understood, and moved, so that I was kneeling , a knee on either side of his head, this time looking down at his torso, his penis. I was in that classic 69 position, just like I saw in some of those porno films Dick used to rent."I've never done this with Dick," I told him."Then there'll be some mystery in his life when you do it with him tomorrow," he said, his hands on my back, pushing me down.Then his arm went around the outside of my legs, over my thighs, reaching around me, spreading me again!My mind went to our first kiss, just hours ago, when I let my tongue touch his. Now, his kiss would be very different. I was frozen in position, I could feel myself being spread by his fingers, feel myself being positioned. There was a sudden coolness, it was his breath, touching me where I was open, on my clit, again.There!That touch, his tongue, it touched me there! My spine felt chills, as he found that special place, lightly touching it, exciting it, exciting me, again causing that spontaneous "oh!".His arms, still around me, pushed at me, bringing my body lower, my face lower, to him."Now you, use your mouth on me, fuck me with it, let it be another vagina for my erection!!"I bent over a little more, and opened my own mouth, and took him in it, returning the pleasure, and in the giving, gaining it, too.He grew bigger, warmer, in my mouth, and then against my cheek as my mouth found his scrotum. Over more, past that, under that, feeling him lift up, so I could touch his anus, too.My own hand was pumping him, making him more erect, making him ready again, while he made me ready, too, kept me ready, and wet, and excited."That way, now," he said. His mouth had pushed me over the edge, I would use mine to push him.I held his shaft in my hand, pushing down, pushing the foreskin down, exposing that purple head, so I could lick at it, and suck at it.I began a masturbating motion, stoking him, following my hand with my mouth, feeling a pulsing, deep within him, and feeling him push up into me, his hand on my head pushing me onto him.A burst, a salty taste, another pulse... more of his passion escaped his cock, and found my throat.But, he stayed hard, hard enough."Come, be in me again, do that," I pleaded.He pushed me to the side, I went, willingly.And he rolled onto me.It was so natural to open my legs for this man, to this man, that I had known only a few hours. And natural for him, so wet with my saliva, to slip so easily into me, so wet with his.The room was only light enough for me to see his shadow, moving over me.Of course there was a realization that I was cheating on Dick, feeling Edward's cock, moving in me, exciting me, that made it, forgive me, even more exciting.Feeling him, feeling him move a hand down there, too, feeling both fingers and penis, and putting my hand there, too, feeling the wetness, and his cock, and me.He pulled my hand up, pulled my wet fingers up, over his chest, his neck, his cheek, to his mouth."I want to taste you, too," he said, his tongue on my fingers, "even though we took showers, I could taste me in you...""And me, I want to taste us again, too," I told him, so he offered his fingers to my mouth, too, his fingers that were wet with me, so I could taste us, taste our passion.It was enough, more than enough stimulation, for him to grow that little bit larger, that little bit warmer, enough so that he pressed hard into me, and I could feel his pulse in his cock, and more than his pulse, as he filled me again.We slept, tangled in each other and the sheets.There was a moment when I rolled over, forgetting where I was, my leg went over his hip, my head on his shoulder, just as I slept with Dick for all of these years. Only it wasn't Dick, it was Edward, awakening too, and my spread legs found him erect, and he rolled towards me, on me, in me...And another moment, when I went from asleep to aroused because of someone kissing my ear, touching my breast, and I awoke in the darkness finding we both had enough left to engage each other again.*It became morning; "My flight to LA is at 8," Edward said at 5:30. He was mostly erect again. "Come!"I left the bed with him, and he positioned me at the low chest of drawers, in front of the mirror."Bend over."I did, my arms supporting me, presenting myself to him, breasts hanging freely, back arched, so my buttocks were high, ready to receive him."Watch us!"I did that too, seeing a man behind me reflected in the mirror, his hands gripping my shoulders, and I reached behind me, and guided that cock to me again, so that when he flexed his hips, he was in me again! I could see enough of him, of his legs behind mine, a glimpse of his scrotum suspended between my legs, and I could feel him moving in me, his pelvis slapping at my ass, his cock deep in me, I could feel his heat, and feel enough moisture to be cool on my legs, as he rode me, pulling my shoulders so I'd move onto him as he pushed into me, time and again, I was riding, and being ridden!"Remember this - do it with your husband, and remember me fucking with you, and you, fucking with me, and I'll remember too, tomorrow, and forever."He used all of the passion he was saving, I used all of the excitement I had experienced on the trip, and all of the sexual experience I had, as we coupled, satisfying each other and ourselves, until finally there was just time for a kiss good-bye, for him to pull on pants and shirt, and grab at other garments, and leave. I was left with the memory of him at the door, of his "Goodbye, lassie: remember me," of the door closing, of his scent throughout the room, the mess of our lovemaking.I never learned his last name! He never learned mine!There was time for a shower - I had to do that, I knew there'd be no time when Dick picked me up at took me home! My room was a mess, both beds, the bathroom, towels everywhere, traces of our fluids everywhere too. We were, Edward said, "Well and truly fucked, in the best senses of the phrase."Dick was waiting at the gate with a bouquet of flowers - so sweet!The drive home took only a little while, just enough time for him to bubble over with my success."Come to the bedroom, I need you," was the first thing he said when we got to our house.I went, and undressed more slowly than he did, finally joining him on the bed, feeling loose, not feeling excited, exhausted physically from lack of sleep, emotionally satiated with Edward's sex, but wanting Dick, wanting to please him, desperately wanting him to love me.His needs were so urgent - and so easy to satisfy.Then, when he was in me, pumping away, he pleaded with me: "Tell me about what it was like, when you used that tube on yourself last night. It sounded so great, so sexy."Dick has a strong sense of the erotic. His efforts, and my memory, were removing the fatigue I felt. I decided to use the energy. "Oh, it was some tube. It was attached to the crotch of this New Zealander I picked up at the airport." I told the entire tale, as an erotic story, Dick thinking I was creating it was just to excite him."I even did this," I told him, pushing him onto his back, kneeling over him with his head between my legs, and going down on him, while lowering myself on his face, so he could use his mouth, too."No, not like that," I told him. "You have to reach around me, spread me, then do that!""What else?" he asked, after that ended. "Tell me what else.""Come to the dresser," I told him. "I'll show you."Later, after everything, just before we got out of bed to shower and dress for dinner, he said, not knowing how right he was, "Honey, I know you're smart, and you're going to be a huge success in business, too. But I never knew you had the imagination to make up stories like that one. I love it!"Imagination. Yes, I imagined Edward, half way home now, emptied of passion, waiting to see his wife.Imagination. Of a hotel room, two beds, both soiled with him and me, and a bathroom, and towels."Yes, Dick. I do have some imagination." I heard a jet passing overhead. That too was a reminder. I would remember.END |
open2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/50/open2.txt | Chapter 8---------Faith was pacing the floor and as angry as a hornet as she tossed her bra against the closet wall and shouted out. "That bastard knew we had a date tonight!"Mark was laid out on the bed reading a magazine as he stopped long enough to stare at his wife. "Faith, why don't you wait until you see him this weekend and give yourself a chance to cool down?"Faith quickly turned around with an expression that resembled a boiling tea pot ready to explode. Mark immediately backed off with his suggestion and raised the magazine back across his face so she couldn't see him.Mark could hear Faith slamming the drawers inside the closet and peeked over the edge of the magazine and saw her leaning over and looking inside one of the drawers. Mark thought to himself as he starred at his wife wearing only a black thong and high heels shoes. Perhaps she would cool off long enough to come to bed and take out her frustrations on him later.Mark continued reading and flipped to the next page as Faith pulled the magazine away from his hands and tossed it onto the floor. "Hey? What do I have to do with Hank cancelling your date tonight?"Faith tossed a pair of pink panties into his face and replied bluntly. "This!"Mark picked them up off his lap while Faith walked swiftly into the bathroom. He studied the panties for a moment and realized they were a size six and knew right away that they didn't belong to Faith.Mark glanced toward the bathroom door and shouted loud enough for Faith to hear him. "OK. These must belong to Rita! I still don't understand why you're so upset with me!"Faith stormed out of the bathroom and grabbed the panties out of Mark's hands and shuffled them around in her hands as if she were searching for something to show him. Faith found what she was searching for and leaned over and held out the panties in front of Mark's face."Read the tiny writing along the waist line!"Mark leaned forward and saw the name Hank written in small letters and laughed as he starred back at Faith. "I still don't understand what's going on! Why don't you give me an explanation for all this anger?"Faith sat on the edge of the bed as she clutched the panties in her hands and replied, "Hank told me that whenever he laid a new woman that he always wrote his name on their panties when they weren't watching as a little joke."Mark kept starring at Faith as he said, "OK. You found a pair of old panties lying around his condo!"Faith began to get angry and shouted back. "Mark! When I got back from bringing those papers over to you last weekend, I found Rita taking a shower and saw these lying on our bed so I exchanged them with another pair!"Mark just laughed as he replied with a chuckle. "Rita must have had a hard time squeezing into your panties!""Dam it, Mark! That bastard was over here fucking Rita while I was gone!"Mark continued laughing which only caused Faith to get angrier. "Mark, don't you give a shit about what's going on here?"Mark finally stopped laughing and said, "OK. That's fine! If Hank and Rita were screwing then you should have found a condom in one of the waste baskets because she isn't taking anything for birth control. Did you look around and see anything?""Dam it, Mark! They could have flushed the dam thing down the toilet for all I know!"Mark scooted forward on the bed until he was close enough to hold Faith by her arm and said, "I suppose you think that Hank broke off your date tonight to be with Rita? Is that it, Faith?"Faith turned toward Mark with a tear dripping down her cheek and replied, "Hank has been asking me about your relationship with Rita lately. I thought he was only being curious because he wanted to know how serious you both were about each other."Mark stroked her arm as he replied, "Didn't we just have a discussion last week about how you were going to spend more time with me anyway? I thought we agreed that this was all getting out of hand the way things were going?"Faith was sniffling and trying not to cry as she wiped her eyes with her hand and starred down at the floor.Mark got up and sat on the edge of the bed next to her and hugged her waist as he pulled her long blonde hair back across her shoulder and kissed her neck."Let it go, Faith. I'll give Rita a call later and find out what's going on."Faith turned her head as Mark gave her a deep passionate kiss which turned into a long hard session of passionate love that evening. Mark heard the water running in the shower. He'd just got off the phone with Rita and found out that she was on Hank's boat when he called. Mark hesitated in the bedroom before going into the bathroom and telling Faith what he'd found out.Mark stood outside the shower stall as Faith peeked though the glass at him before shutting off the water. Mark slipped a towel over the shower door as she stepped out and helped her dry off."Did you get a hold of Rita?""Yes I did. We were able to talk for a few minutes before she had to go.""What was she doing that she couldn't talk to you very long?"Mark helped Faith dry off her back as he gulped and said, "Rita was going out on Hank's boat when I called her."Faith stopped drying off as she starred into the mirror.Mark put his hand on her shoulders. "Maybe it's for the best that this happened this way!"Faith didn't say another word as she got dressed in a pair of jeans and top. She applied makeup and combed out her hair and slipped into her shoes and grabbed her purse.Faith stormed out of the bedroom and passed Mark in the front room on her way out to her car."Where are you going, Faith? Leave it go!"Faith reached for the door knob and jerked her head around to face Mark. "I'll be home later tonight!"Faith walked out the door and slammed it on her way out. Mark heard the breaks squealing as she pulled out of the driveway.Faith got out of the car and started searching the parking lot for Hank's car. It sat in the far corner where he usually parked it when he was out on the water. Faith looked around and saw a group of people on the dock. The sun was setting and it wasn't very bright. The boat slip was empty where Hank's boat was kept so she walked in front of the car and hesitated about her plan for a moment. Faith looked around until she saw a hunk of concrete and struggled to pick it up and rammed it into the windshield of Hank's car setting off the alarm.The noise got the attention of some of the people around the dock as one man shouted. "What are you doing, Lady?"Faith got scared as she backed away from the car and starred at the man before turning around and running back to her car. Faith quickly got out of the parking lot and looked into her rear view mirror to see if anyone was following her.Faith drove over to Hank's place and let herself in and quickly walked toward the bedroom and found the bed was a mess. There were two empty glasses and an empty wine bottle on the night stand.Faith began emptying out her drawers and gathering all of her things and put them into large garbage bags and carried them out to her car. Faith went into the bathroom and pulled out the box of condoms that Hank always kept in a drawer and tossed them around on the bed.Faith started to walk out of the condo when she spotted the telephone on the table and picked it up and dialed Hank's cell phone. She waited knowing that he would see his home phone number flash on the window of his phone and knew he would answer it wondering what was going on.Hank finally answered and Faith could hear Hank saying hello repeatedly as she slammed the phone down on the table. She could still hear his voice trying to get a response as she walked out the door and left. She drove home with a smile on her face that night. Mark was waiting for her when she returned home that night and helped her carry her things into the house. Faith seemed happy as they went to bed that night. Mark was woken in the middle of the night and heard Faith in the bathroom crying.Hank called the next day and left several message on her cell phone but she ignored his calls until he finally gave up.Faith laughed as someone finished telling a joke. Her and Mark were on their way to Key West on a charted yacht that their real estate company had leased for the weekend. It was a special weekend that was arranged for the agents who sold more than five million dollars worth of property over the past six months.Mark was talking to a group of men inside the cabin as she sipped on her drink and saw the dock as the boat approached their destination. Mark saw his wife standing at the stern of the boat and walked out to see if everything was fine. Mark walked up behind her and put his arm around her waist as they kissed."Is everything OK, Faith?""I'm fine, Honey. I just wanted to come out here for a little fresh air before we dock and go into the club."The boat docked and everyone was stepping off and walking up the long narrow dock. Faith couldn't help but notice that Hank's boat was tied up along the same dock which made her stop in her tracks."What's wrong Faith?"Mark saw her starring at a boat and saw the name on the back and remembered the name of Hank's boat. He quickly put his arm around her shoulder as they continued walking along the narrow dock.Faith didn't saw anything until they were inside the club and were waiting to be seated with their group. "I wouldn't have come here if I knew that bastard was going to be here this weekend!""Try not to think about him, it's been five months since you saw him last. I'm sure he's here with someone new that he met from his ad."There wasn't anything else mentioned about Hank as they sat with their group for dinner then moved into the lounge later that evening where they had a band playing and people were dancing. Faith lost count of how many drinks she had and could barely see straight as she made her way to the bathroom. Faith was able to freshen herself a little before walking back into the lounge as the music blared away. Faith saw Mark dancing with one of the woman in their group and decided to stop at the bar and ordered herself another drink.Faith stood sipping out of the glass when she felt someone put their arm around her waist and turned around with a smile as she thought it was Mark. It was Hank!"You look as beautiful as ever tonight!"Faith lost her smile as she reached down and grabbed his arm and pulled him away as she started to walk away Hank grabbed her arm again."Give me a moment to explain everything!"Faith quickly turned around but almost lost her balance. She was drunk but slurred her words as she yelled at Hank."Leave me alone and go back to whomever you're fucking here tonight!"Hank was still holding her arm as he pleaded with her, "I'm not here with anyone. I'm here on business this weekend. Why don't you join me for a drink?"Faith drank the remainder of her drink down and pulled her arm away from Hank and staggered toward the bar and ordered another one.Faith ordered her drink and leaned against the bar as Hank began talking. "I've missed you so much since you left! Why didn't you call me and I could have explained everything?"The bar tender gave her the drink as Faith turned toward Hank and replied, "There isn't anything for you to explain. You made a choice that night and fucked Rita so go back to her and leave me alone!""I'm so sorry that happen that night. Rita came on to me and it was something that just happened. Rita is gone now and I'm not seeing anyone. Why don't you come back to my room so we can talk?"Faith turned her head and tried to stare at him angrily and pointed her finger at him as she tried to speak. "You hurt me, mister! I don't want anything to do with your cheating ass! Now go and leave me alone!"Faith staggered away from the bar and almost fell as a man helped her catch her balance then began walking away. Hank followed her to see where she was going and followed her outside to the dock area and onto the narrow dock.Hank stayed back a few steps as he watched her making her way out to where her boat was docked. Faith started to lean and almost fell into the water as Hank grabbed her just before she fell.Faith turned her head around and tried to speak. "Leave me alone. I have to go and get my bags and take them to my room.""I'm not going anywhere until you get your things. You're going to fall into the water and drown in the condition that you are in!"Faith tried to make her way to her yacht as Hank held onto her arms from behind her. They were about to pass his boat when he grabbed a hold of her and carried her onto his yacht as she kicked her legs and tried to get away from him."Let go of me right now! Put me down before I call the police!"Hank carried her into the cabin and put her down on the bed as he started to take his shirt off she tried to stand up and get away but he pushed her back onto the bed and slipped out of his pants. Faith was trying to get herself off the bed but before she had a chance, Hank held onto her wrists and pinned her down as he lowered himself on to of her."Let me go, Hank! Let me go!"Hank put both her hands together and held them tight by her wrists as he fumbled with her blouse then worked on her skirt. Hank got the skirt off while Faith tried to kick him in his groan but he kept grabbing her each time she tried to get away until she was down to her panties and Hank just ripped them off her body with one swift tug.Hank was kissing her neck as he held her arms and tried to kiss her on the mouth as she kept squirming to get away. Hank lowered his underwear and kicked them to the floor and dragged Faith onto the center of the bed and lay on top of her as she tried to get away."No! Stop it! Let go of me, Hank!"Hank kept kissing her neck and worked his way down to her breasts and bit her nipples until she gasped for air and through her head back and closed her eyes."Let go of me now!"Hank worked himself between her legs and reached down and guided his massive cock toward the opening of her pussy. Faith could hardly move her body because of his weight on top of her. The liquor was making it that much more difficult to get away as Hank plunged forward letting the head of his cock poke inside her. Hank kept rocking himself until his cock slowly worked its way inside her and grabbed her as so that her legs were stretched out around his body. Faith kept squirming as she tried to get away but it was fruitless on her part as Hank began fucking her with even strokes."Tell me how much you miss my cock!""No. Stop it, Hank! Leave me alone! Stop it right now, please! I'm begging you!"Hank didn't listen to her as she struggled to free herself and kept pushing his cock inside her until he hit her cervix. He could feel her body begin to relax as he stroked inside her and reached around so that her feet could rest on his ass while he lunged forward knocking the air out of her lungs.Faith just lay back with her eyes closed as Hank screwed her. Hank began kissing around her face as he held her down on the bed and rotated his hips as he worked his cock skillfully inside her pussy. Faith was breathing hard now and Hank kissed her face several times as he kept screwing her then said, "Tell me how much you miss having my cock inside you!"Faith was breathing hard and had her eyes closed as she responded with a slight whisper in her voice, "No."Hank kept screwing her and rotating his hips until he thought she was starting to respond to his movements then kissed her lips then poked his tongue inside her mouth.Hank broke the kiss off and starred down into her eyes. She was starring back at him and he felt her hips moving with his thrusts as he lowered his mouth to hers again. Faith accepted his tongue this time as she sucked it into her mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck."You have to stop now, Hank. We shouldn't be doing this!"Hank silenced her voice by putting his lips to hers again as they passionately kissed as she locked her ankles around his legs. Hank moaned as she squeezed her pussy around his cock.Her body was betraying her as she dug her nails into his back and moaned as Hank furiously worked his cock deep inside her pussy.Faith began to cum as Hank stroked her hair, "That's it! Let it go, sweetheart!"Faith did just that as she yelled out and orgasm as her body shook and she dug her nails into his back. Hank lasted a few seconds longer as he grunted and rammed his huge cock inside her as deep as he could and spewed his thick hot load of seed as deep into her belly as possible.Hank rolled off Faith and starred up at the ceiling. Faith had her eyes closed as she cried until Hank rose up and tried to see what the matter was."Leave me alone! We shouldn't have done this!""You wanted that cock as much as I wanted you so stop giving me that bull shit."Faith raised herself off the bed and gathered up her clothes and walked back up into the cabin and got dressed. Hank came up a few moments later as she was leaving.Faith held onto the door as she walked out of the cabin and out onto the dock. She was drunk when she came aboard but for some reason she felt much sober then she did just a few minutes ago as she walked back toward the lounge.Faith entered the lounge and saw Mark with their group. She fluffed out her hair and walked toward her husband trying to smile."I was looking all over the place for you, where did you go?"Faith took a deep breath and sighed, "I was in the bathroom trying to sober up a little. I think I had too much to drink this evening."Mark kissed her on the lips and starred into her eyes."I went out and got our bags off the boat. We can head up to our room now and get some rest."Mark put his arm around her as they walked up the stairs. Mark held her tight as he laughed and said, "I think that bastard; Hank was on his boat banging the shit out of some bitch tonight. I could hear them both when I walked past his boat on the dock tonight."Faith kept quiet as they entered their room. She sat down on the toilet to pee and felt Hank's sperm dripping out of her slit. A few gobs hit the water with her pee before she wiped herself and stood.Faith slowly walked into the bedroom and saw Mark lying in bed. She turned off the light and snuggled up to Mark, giving him a kiss before falling off to sleep.***More coming soon! Visit my site for the pictures and video of Faith 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 50 |
iliketowatch.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/73/iliketowatch.txt | My husband Tom and I went to a friend's large party. There had to be over a hundred people there, mostly in their thirties and forties, mostly married couples. The house was large with lots of rooms so that there were many pockets of people talking and socializing.As Tom and I stood around talking to some people we didn't know, I noticed a younger woman staring at us. Some of the time she was looking at Tom, but mostly she was looking at me. And when she was looking at me, she made it obvious that she was looking at my breasts. They were easy to see in my light blouse with no bra. She seemed attracted.I went to the bar to get another drink and sensed that she was following me. I turned around suddenly and she was right there, just a few inches from my face. She didn't back away. Instead she just smiled and looked down at my breasts. Without taking her eyes off my tits, she said "Grab your husband and follow me.""Excuse me?"Looking up into my eyes, she replied, "You heard me. Grab your husband and follow me down this hall. I'll be in the last room on the left." Then she turned and headed down the hall.I caught tom's eye and motioned for him to join me. "What's up?" he asked. "There's a hot girl who wants us to go down that hall and join here in the last room on the left.""Really? I didn't expect that at this party.""Me either. But she is hot.""Ooh," cooed Tom. "So you're game for her.""There's something about her. Let's play it out."Tom agreed and we headed down the hall.When we got to the last room, the door was open. In we went and found the hottie waiting for us. She was wearing jeans and a simple shirt, but she was gorgeous, gorgeous and incredibly sexy. More importantly, she was sitting on a stool facing us, her legs apart, her hand rubbing her jeans between her legs.Shit. What a scene. She smiled and quietly said, "I'm Sue and I like to watch. Shut the door."As Tom shut the door behind us, I walked right up to Sue and stood in front of her. "You like to watch?" I asked."Oh yeah," she replied, fixing her gaze upon my breasts yet again as she continued rubbing herself."What do you want to watch?" I asked."You can start with kissing each other, but eventually I'll want to see it all."Shit! The scene was surreal. But, surreal or not, this chick was hot. We would do her bidding.Tom came up to me and we started to kiss. It was a little awkward at first, but then the excitement of Sue watching us took hold and we started to really go at it. As we made out in front of her, I could feel Tom's erection growing. I could feel myself getting wet.When we finally broke our embrace, Tom and I turned to look at Sue.Shit. She had unbuttoned her fly and had her hand inside her jeans. She was rubbing her cunt through black panties. This girl was hot!Tom came around behind me and faced me right at Sue. This way we could watch her watching us. Then Tom's hands came up and cupped my breasts. Sue quietly sighed, "yeeeeees."As Tom unbuttoned my blouse, Sue opened her legs even wider. When he pulled my blouse open to show Sue my breasts, she pulled her hand out of her jeans and then reinserted it inside her panties. She started fingering herself right in front of us.Tom went to work on me, pulling off my blouse, kissing my neck, playing with my nipples. Then he unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the ground. I slipped off my shoes and kicked them and the skirt out of the way, opening my legs as I did.So now I was naked in front of Sue except for my red panties. She was staring at my cunt as she continued to finger fuck her own cunt. Tom pulled down my panties and opened my legs even farther. Then he grabbed my hand, put it on my cunt, and shoved one of my fingers inside.So there we were, Sue and I facing each other, me naked, both of us finger fucking ourselves. Shit. This was surreal.Suddenly I decided to get down on my knees in front of Tom and take out his dick. Getting it out of his pants was troublesome because his erection was rock hard. Once I had it out, I took it in my hand and showed it to Sue, who continued to finger herself. She was masturbating towards orgasm.Then I started to suck Tom's cock, keeping an eye on the masturbating Sue as I did. I wanted to get Tom close to cumming, but not let him explode in my mouth.Sue started pumping her cunt hard now. She had lowered her jeans to get more access to her cunt and she was working herself hard towards orgasm.I knew it was time and took Tom's cock out of my mouth. I started pumping the big cock as I pointed it right at Sue. Tom understood my intent and took a couple steps towards Sue so that she would be within range.As Sue started to cum, Tom let fly. I directed his cum first onto her shirt, then onto her jeans. Tom did his part with load after load. Shit. Sue's clothes were covered with fresh-from-the-pump cum. Her orgasm was explosive. As she slowly recovered, Sue watched me masturbate to orgasm, smiling the entire time.And then it was over. Tom put his cock back in his pants. I got dressed. Sue hitched up her jeans and said she needed to find a bathroom to clean herself up. She gave us each a light, sweet kiss and left the room.END |
hard10.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/hard10.txt | SUNDAYSince it was Sunday and his time was technically up, Ty let Cori sleep on the way back to Darien. Normally, however, Cori had no dress requirements on Sundays, but for the ride home, Ty had her wear only heels and her string bikini. Even if he wasn't going to fuck her any more, he could still enjoy the scenery on the drive home. Even as she slept, he would reach over and pull her top aside to reveal her tits or pull her thong aside to expose her pussy. Cori was so tired she slept through everything. She slept for a couple more hours after he dropped her off, then got up, showered and called Gina and Tammy to see if they wanted to spend the afternoon with her. They came over and spent a couple hours sunbathing with Cori in the backyard. Tammy and Gina had long ago gotten used to the site of their friend sunbathing in the nude, since no tan lines were permitted by her employers/co-workers. For their part, Tammy and Gina wore bikinis and the three girls lounged in the backyard, sipping homemade margaritas and chatting about the events in their lives.As much as Cori loved her job, she also loved and desperately needed these times when she could relax and be a somewhat normal woman nude sunbathing being one of the few exceptions. They went to the gym and worked out together for an hour all wearing standard, non-slutty workout attire then went back to Cori's place and had a nice, relaxing cookout. Cori was so comfortable wearing a pair of baggy shorts, regular cotton panties, flat-soled sandals, a bra and a loose-fitting t-shirt. She wore no makeup and her hair fell freely around her shoulders. Even without the clothes or makeup, she was still drop-dead gorgeous. Her beauty, like her body, was all natural.Even though she had a date with Ben tonight, Sundays were different. Unless he had special plans, he generally let her have free time until around 10 p.m. So, Cori and the girls capped off the evening by taking in a movie. Since she was going straight to Ben's after the movie, Cori put on an outfit she thought he would appreciate. He seldom requested specific attire for Sunday evenings, but she knew to dress in appropriately revealing clothing maybe not as extreme as some of her outfits, but sexy nonetheless. She wore white tennis shoes with no socks, a pair of tight yellow athletic shorts made of cotton and a black thong. She also wore a light grey crop top that left her belly bare but sufficiently covered her tits. She wore a bra to the movie, but removed it before going to see Ben. She had on cherry red lipstick and her hair was in a ponytail. She looked cute and sexy, but not any more scantily dressed than many other women her age. She also took a bag with some heels and lingerie in it, just in case Ben got into a different kind of mood. He didn't. Ben was horny when she arrived and promptly gave her a hard, doggie-style fuck, taking only enough time to pull her shorts down around her ankles and tug her thong to the side before bending her over the back of the couch. He let her sleep naked and fucked her only twice more the rest of the night, requesting one blowjob before bed and another first thing in the morning. In between, Cori got her first full night's sleep in the past couple days and awoke feeling completely refreshed and ready for the week ahead.MONDAYMonday meant a mini-dress. Cori had dozens to choose from, but not one was close to the proper size. They were all so tiny as to show off lots of cleavage and ass while hugging every curve of her body. She never wore a bra with them, of course, but she usually at least started the day with a thong. Oftentimes, however, the guys had her remove it and spend the day pantiless, showing off her pussy with every turn or bend.Cori wore a bright red one on this day, with matching red heels, a red choker, red lipstick and a red thong. It was a red-hot look for a red-hot babe. Everyone, including the customers, took a good look and Cori gave them what they wanted. She bent over frequently, crossed her legs, arched her back and licked her lips all the things that drove the guys even crazier.Since John had her tonight and Ben and Ty had just finished marathon fuck sessions with her over the weekend, only Chad fucked her during the day. Shortly before lunch, he took her into Ben's office and bent her over the desk. He tore her thong away violently, actually ripping it in two. Chad could be a bit aggressive at times, but this was worse than usual and Cori was caught off guard and a bit uncomfortable with him. He fucked her very hard and very fast, lasting only a few minutes before dumping his load inside her. He slapped her ass, then slapped her face with his cock before letting her clean him off. Many times the guys did these things, but it was always with an air of fun, playful and harmless. Something about Chad's attitude told Cori he was a little angry about something. Hopefully, fucking her had eased some of his tension. Cori spent the rest of the day without her ripped and useless thong, which no one complained about one bit. Cori got the guys' lunch and worked out for everyone in the afternoon. That night, she cooked dinner for John and turned her body over to the sweet, older man. She gave him a blowjob and he came all over her salad. She ate it with no other salad dressing, then licked the plate to make sure she didn't miss a drop.After dinner, Cori voiced her concerns about Chad to John."Oh, I know what it is," John said in his calm, fatherly tone. "He turned in his resignation. He's moving to Florida to be with his girlfriend. Apparently he thinks she's been cheating on him. Anyway, Friday is his last day. I think he's mad that he has to go and mad at his girlfriend. He said he's staying for his last date with you Saturday night, then leave on Sunday.""Wow, I had no idea," Cori said. "No wonder. Poor guy. Well, I'll make sure his last date is a good one, if I can."John proceeded to have a good night, exploring Cori inside and out, probing her, pussy and mouth with his cock and fingers. Once again, she made him feel half his age and his tender touch brought her to two rousing orgasms. They both got a good night's sleep and entered Tuesday well-fucked and well-rested.TUESDAYTuesday meant hot pants and a tub top. After giving John his usual morning blowjob and taking a shower, Cori packed her ass into a pair of skin-tight, black hot pants with a silver thong that peeked out over the top band of her shorts. The tube top was also silver and made of a thin, stretchy material that wrapped itself around her erect nipples like tin foil. The top tied in bow in the back. Black high heels, red lipstick and a red choker completed the outfit.Cori went the whole day without any fucking her. Ty was saving up for his date night Wednesday night, Ben had date night tonight, John had just completed date night and Chad had already used his one "floating fuck" for the week. But even though there was no fucking, it didn't mean Cori wasn't the center of attention in an excitement-filled day.Not only were people excited to see Cori so well displayed, but they were also fired up because tonight was the first game of the fall flag-football season. The shop had a team for almost every season basketball, softball, flag-football, golf and even bowling. For each team, the guys in the shop all either played or coached (John was at an age where he preferred the sidelines), and recruited some of their friends to fill out the roster. For the flag-football team, they had a squad of eight guys (six could play at a time), and John coached. For each team, Cori was the designated cheerleader/mascot/secret weapon (her "distractions" often gave her team the winning edge). All of the teams had similar names and logos. The football team was called the Hard Body Tight Ends and their jerseys featured a logo depicting a cartoon Cori, bent over a football as if to hike it, showing off her ass in high heels and a thong. Cori had posed for a local artist who had drawn this and the other team logos at a cost of one blowjob per logo. The basketball team, called The Hard Body Ballers, had a logo featuring a cartoon Cori holding two basketballs in front of her oversized chest. The softball team, The Hard Body Knockers, had a logo of Cori leaning over, bracing her hands on a bat, wearing heels and a baseball-style jersey with cleavage spilling out the top. The bowling team, The Hard Body Splits, had a logo of Cori doing the splits with a ball rolling toward her legs. The golf team,, The Hard Body Strokes, had a logo of Cori lying down with a ball balanced on her tits like a tee. The shop sold t-shirts, sweatshirts and jerseys depicting these various team names and logos and had developed quite a fan following. The football team had lost in the semifinals of last year's county tournament and the guys were excited about making a run at the title this year. They were also excited because they had managed to acquire some actual professional and college cheerleader uniforms, which they had since modified for their purposes. Cori was going to look amazing in them. Through various contacts and just plain persistence, the guys had managed to get uniforms from, among others, the Dallas Cowboy Cheerleaders, the Oakland Raiderettes, the Philadelphia Eagle cheerleaders, the LA Laker Girls and the USC Song Girls. Widely regarded as some of the hottest cheerleader groups, these outfits were already quite sexy and revealing. The guys, though, had added their own touches and were anxious to see Cori in them. For tonight's opener, they planned to put her in a modified USC Song Girl uniform, which promised to be a team and fan favorite.Immediately after work, Ben and John took Cori into Ben's office and gave her the new uniform to try on. They were more than happy to help her strip out of her hot pants and tube top. They let her keep the thong on, then added a short, pleated white skirt, trimmed in gold and burgundy, the colors of both USC and The Hard Body Tight Ends' jerseys. The skirt was very short several inches shorter than the standard USC Song Girl length; every time Cori twisted and twirled, her ass and panties would be visible for all to see. The USC Song Girls were famous for their tight white sweaters that rose to reveal their navels when they waved their pom-poms. The guys improved on this design by simply having the sleeveless sweater cut off right below Cori's bountiful tits. They were covered, yes, but just barely. And with no bra on, there was ever-present nipple action and the constant possibility of a stray breast popping out from underneath its cover. Instead of "USC" across the chest, Cori's sweater read "Hard Body."True to cheerleader style, they had her put on red lipstick and put her hair in a ponytail. They also allowed her to wear white tennis shoes rather than her usual high heels. It wasn't the most revealing outfit Cori had ever had to wear by any means, but it was still very revealing and played to every man's fantasy about cheerleaders. Cori, of course, would act that out even more with her jumping and bending and dancing that would show off every perfect curve."Perfect," John said. "Every guy wants to fuck a cheerleader. Too bad every cheerleader isn't built and dressed like this. You're every man's fantasy come to life."Ben squeezed Cori's breasts through the tight, then sweater. He loved the unique combination of the soft fabric and her firm breasts and hard nipples soft and hard all at once, just like her body. "I think the guys will like this," Ben agreed. "I think a pep rally is in order, don't you?"John agreed and Cori knew this pep rally would be far more about her than about the football team. It was her duty, like any good cheerleader, to inspire and raise the spirits of the team and the fans. Cori seldom failed at anything, and she was determined to be a good cheerleader, no matter what it took to please and fire up her team and their fans.Of course, big firm tits, a skimpy cheerleader outfit, a tiny thong, long tan legs and sexy blonde hair were more than enough to fire up any red-blooded male, but Cori wanted to make sure. She bounded out of the office, doing handsprings across the front lobby as Ty cranked up a rousing hip-hop CD. The Irregulars were crowded around, drinking beers and cheering her on. They saw just enough with each flip to realize her ass was bare. Was she wearing a thong or was she naked under her skirt?Cori finished her opening display by doing a full splits and raising her pom-poms straight over her head. The effect raised her breasts even more on her chest and pulled them closer together. Her long legs were fully exposed, her skirt just barely concealing the answer to the thong or no thong question."Go Hard Body!" Cori cheered as the music came to an end. She waved her pom-poms and her tits bobbled on her chest like a pair of overfilled water balloons, ready to burst. She stood up as John, the coach of the team, stepped forward to speak."Now, with action like that, how could anyone not like football?" John asked. "Tonight is our first game of the year. Last year, we narrowly lost a chance to win the championship. This year, we've rededicated ourselves to going all the way."Ben has been working on his long passes, Ty is quicker than he's ever been and Chad is still going to be one of the top defenders in this league. Cori's outfits are going to be smaller and sexier than ever before, and I think we all agree that she's never looked better."With a strong team and great cheerleader, we are counting on you guys to support us and give us the best, loudest fans in the league. "At Hard Body, we work hard, play hard we don't lots of things hard, don't we Cori?" John paused for effect for Cori gave a devilish smile and the crowd cheered. "Now, we need you guys to cheer hard and take us over the top. Now, I know it's not always easy for you all to come to the games, but Cori here is totally committed to helping the team any way she can. She wants to keep you guys fired up and excited about the team. So, she's offering a little incentive. "After every game, one of you will have the distinct pleasure of receiving a full-fledged, down-the-throat, suck-your-balls-dry blowjob from Cori." John waited until the guys quieted down before continuing. "At the end of the game, everyone in attendance will get their names put in a hat. Using her teeth, Cori will pull one name out, then present the prize either before or during the post-game happy hour. She will be unavailable after the happy hour, as she will be on her date night with Ben."There were high-fives and whistles all around. These guys had never before been given the opportunity to do more than look at and occasionally touch Cori. Having the chance to stick their cocks in her was about the best news they had ever heard."Now, counting the playoffs, there are 12 games if we win the whole thing," John continued. "Obviously, if you all show up every game, not everyone will win. So, you can only win once during the season. However, we want to be sure you keep, ahem, coming even if you've already won, so Cori has offered another incentive. "At the end of the season, everyone who has missed no more than one game will be entered in a grand prize drawing. Why don't you show them the prizes, Cori." Cori turned around, bent over and flipped up her little skirt. She put her hands on her ankles while John yanked her thong out of her ass and from in between her pussy lips, pulling it aside. "Pussy!" someone yelled."Yes," John said, holding her twat lips open so they could all get a good look. "In addition to another blowjob, the winner gets to fuck her pussy."The guys all celebrated some more, then someone said, "Not that that's not enough, but didn't you say 'prizes'?""That's right," John said. "Because the winner also gets a shot at this." He gripped Cori's ass cheeks and spread them apart, revealing her tight, puckered asshole. The guys were now beside themselves with lust and excitement. They were in a frenzy and, had John and the guys not been there, surely would have gangbanged Cori. John let Cori stand back up and said, "Now, I think we all agree that's a prize worth playing for. So, I expect to see and hear you all there tonight and every week. Remember, one of you will be getting the blowjob of your life tonight."Everyone left to head to the park, excited about the game, the contest and, of course, about watching Cori. Cori rode with Chad, John, Ty and Ben in the company van. John drove with Ben, Ty and Chad all sitting next to each other in the back. Cori was in full "pre-game motivation" mode for the 15-minute drive to the park. She was on her knees in front of the three guys, sucking their cocks. So long as none of them came, this would not count as one of their "fucks" of the week. This was a just a little pre-game stimulation, intended not to bring about orgasm, just some fun and excitement a little oral encouragement from their biggest and hottest fan.She went back and forth between the three impressive cocks, sucking each for a few moments before moving on to the next. She was careful to make sure all three received the same amount of attention and she licked, sucked and deep-throated them all. "Guess I'm not the only one who likes to go deep," Chad chuckled, putting his hand on the back of her head and driving his cock into the back of her throat. "Come on bitch, eat my cock. Swallow it, you fucking slut.""Hey, take it easy," Ty said, noticing that Chad was a little too aggressive in his pounding of Cori's throat and a little too angry in his tone. "She's on our side, remember?""She's all yours, bud," Chad said, letting Cori up. She quickly moved over and swallowed Ty's enormous cock without missing a beat. When they arrived at the park, the guys each took a few moments to let their cocks go limp, then climbed out of the van and began warming up for the game. Cori fixed her hair and lipstick, then bounced out of the van and went over to the small set of bleachers where The Irregulars had already gathered, waiting for the game to start. They welcomed Cori with a combination of genuine friendliness and burning lust. They had all always dreamed of fucking her, but now, for the first time, they knew it could actually happen. There wasn't one of them not even the 60-year-olds who wasn't imagining what it would be like to feel her mouth around their cock.Cori talked to them all for a little while, then sat down in the grass next to the bleachers to stretch and to tease them even more. She went through a very thorough stretching routine that included many of the usual positions, such as bending over at the waist (which she did facing away from the guys so they could study her ass), doing splits, arching her back, etc. By the time she was done, the other team and the hired rec officials had also taken note and were studying her every move. This was also part of The Hard Body plan. Distracting the other team and possibly influencing the officials were both potentially huge benefits to Cori's presence. On more than one occasion, Cori had forced a dropped pass by flaunting her considerable assets to an opposing player. And who knew how many calls had gone in favor of Hard Body by officials wishing to keep Cori happy so she would jump up and down. Hard Body had a good team without Cori, but John figured she was good for an extra win or two per year.Once the game started, Hard Body was all business, the Irregulars were very rowdy and Cori was in non-stop motion. She danced, jumped, twisted, twirled and gyrated from beginning to end. As expected, her display helped a couple of early breaks go Hard Body's way, and the guys too care of the rest, winning by three scores. After the game, Cori gave each of the guys a congratulatory kiss. Then, it was time for the drawing. There were 22 Irregulars on hand, and they each put their name on a slip of paper. To add to the fun, Ben had Cori remove her thong and the pouch of this tiny piece of fabric was used to hold the paper in lieu of a hat.Closing her eyes and baring her teeth, Cori buried her face in her own thong, digging out a single piece of paper with her talented lips. John read the name of the winner, "Sam!"Everyone groaned, disappointed for themselves, then cheered and slapped Sam on the back. Sam was a favorite among The Irregulars, and most of the guys were genuinely happy for him. A gentle, soft-spoken man, Sam was in his late 40s, but looked 10 years older. He was short just 5'7" and weighed over 300 pounds. A lifelong bachelor, Sam had had very few dates and even fewer blowjobs none that he hadn't paid for. Sam was as dimwitted as he was friendly. He was a good ol' country boy with very little education, a thick accent and an infectious belly laugh. He was all smiles now as he stepped out of the bleachers and accepted a congratulatory kiss from Cori. "Meet you at the bar in about 45 minutes, Sam," John said, shaking his hand. "Take good care of her, enjoy yourself and bring her back when you're done.""Got it," Sam said. Everyone got in their cars and headed for the happy hour celebration while Sam led Cori to his SUV. They both climbed in the back and Sam unfastened his pants before he sat down. Cori knelt in front of him and pulled his pants down the rest of the way and was greeted by a short, thick cock that was already full erect at a little over 5 inches. Despite being short, this fat cock was going to be a mouthful. "You are so gorgeous," Sam said. "Thank you. You're sweet," Cori smiled."Would you mind if I touched you a little before you, uh, you know?""Not at all. How about if I just sit in your lap for a little while and you can touch whatever you want," Cori said. "Do you want me to take anything off?""Just your skirt," Sam said, breathing heavy now. Cori slipped off her skirt, then sat her thong-split ass in Sam's lap. He was a bit tentative at first, but she assured him again that it was all right, and then his hands were all over her. They squeezed her firm tits through her sweater, then pushed up underneath it to get a handle on the real things. Sam was breathing hard through his mouth, nearly slobbering, staring intently at her body. He squeezed harder, mashing her erect nipples. Cori issued no complaint. She was well aware that, unless he won the grand prize at the end of the year, this was Sam's one chance to do something he had wanted to do for a long time. She was flattered and quite willing to subject her body to this sweet, chubby man's desires. Without being conceited, she allowed herself to believe she was probably by far the most attractive woman he had ever been with, and that made it all the more enjoyable to please him.He ran his hands down her sides, then across the thong straps on her hips. Her skin was so smooth and warm in his course hands. He slipped one hand inside her thong, rubbing across her neatly trimmed bush. The other hand dipped between her thighs and stuffed the thong between her juicy twat lips. He pulled it back and forth a few times across her clit before pulling it out and pushing it to the side. Within seconds, he had three meaty fingers jammed inside her, finger-banging the hottest cunt he'd ever come in contact with."You are so hot, Cori," he said. "I beat off every night thinking about you.""Well, you don't have to beat off tonight," Cori said. "Whenever you're ready, my mouth and throat are all yours. But take your time and enjoy this. I'm your horny little slut to do with as you please. There's no rush.""Thanks, Cori. You're the best," Sam said. Then, playing along with Cori's suggested role play, Sam said, "Now, you little slut, lay back and spread those legs for me." Cori lay down on the seat and flopped one leg over the back and put her other foot on the floor. Her thighs were spread, her thong was pushed aside and he had full view and access to her pussy. He grabbed her thong, pulled it down her long legs and tossed it aside. "Take off your sweater," he said, sliding between her legs and re-inserting three fingers into her wet snatch. Cori removed her Hard Body top, leaving her naked except for her heels. Sam played with her like this for a few minutes, driving a fourth finger inside her while diddling her clit with his thumb. But he wanted to play with her tits, which were hard to reach in this position. So, he dragged her on her back across his lap, putting both tits and pussy within easy reach. While one hand finger-banged her cunt brining about a noticeable amount of lubrication and arousal from Cori the other mauled and manhandled her tits and the rock-hard nipples that stuck out like lightning rods on top of a skyscraper. Cori, who was indeed enjoying the finger fucking, played up her response, moaning and licking her lips and arching her back excessively. Even if he knew she was faking to some degree, he had to appreciate the show and the effort.He certainly appreciated her body, too, and would like to have continued exploring and playing with it all night, but his cock betrayed him. He knew he couldn't wait much longer and he ached to feel her mouth on his cock. "Suck me, slut," he said, pulling his hand out of her cunt. "Get on the floor, on your knees and worship my cock. Suck it, you fucking bitch. Choke on it and swallow it. You know you've wanted it for a long time. Well, today's your lucky day. Come and get it, slut."Sam had to spread his thick thighs wide to give Cori room to get to his short, throbbing cock. Never one to shirk her responsibilities, Cori buried her head between his sweaty thighs and gave his cock a tantalizing, shaft-long lick. She licked the pre-cum on the tip of his cock head and made a show of tasting and swallowing it."Mmm, if it's that good already, I can't wait for the main course," she purred. "Well, come and get it. I got a full meal, complete with dessert for you. Eat up, bitch."Cori giggled, opened her mouth wide and swallowed all of his short, fat cock. Sam groaned and thrust his hips, wedging his cock deeper into her mouth. It wasn't long enough to explore much of her throat, but it was quite thick and almost completely filled Cori's mouth. That didn't slow her down a bit. She gave him the full licking and sucking treatment. Cori didn't know how to give a bad blowjob. She licked and sucked his sweaty balls and made a meal of his cock. It was fast-food, though, as Sam lasted only a few minutes before putting his hands on the back of her head and emptying an impressive load into her mouth. As was routine, Cori collected it all in her mouth, then made sure he was watching before she swallowed. He groaned in appreciation.She cleaned him off thoroughly while he made jokes about her "going back for seconds." When they were done, he thanked her profusely for the greatest experience of his life. Cori was touched by his sweetness and felt great about bringing such joy to this gentle man.They dressed and drove off to join the rest of the crew waiting for them at the bar. Much like winning a game, part of the joy of the blowjob was the opportunity to brag about it, which Sam did, relating every detail to his long-time cohorts."I swear, she swallowed all of it," he said. "Didn't you, Cori?""I sure did," Cori beamed. "Good to the last drop!"This brought a round of groans and hollers from the guys, who all couldn't wait for their next chance to bag the team cheerleader. The plan to raise team spirit and morale had definitely worked. They hung out at the bar for an hour or so before Ben took Cori home. He used his personal sex toy once in each hole before they both fell asleep.WEDNESDAYBen and Cori both overslept and barely had time for a quick pussy fuck before Ben took Cori home to get ready for work. She showered and dressed quickly in her required Wednesday attire: a mini skirt and crop top. The mini skirt was black and very short and tight. She wore a pink thong underneath it. The crop top was hot pink and cut so as to leave the bottoms of her breasts sticking out. With no bra, her hard nipples were plainly evident through the tight fabric. She also wore a pink choker, black heels and white bobbi socks. When she arrived at work, John greeted her with a hard-on and promptly directed her to the office where he used his only "floating fuck" for the week. He removed her thong and fucked her pussy vigorously for several minutes before blowing his load down her throat. At John's instruction, Cori didn't put the thong on the rest of the day. Everyone was in good spirits all day, happy about the first football game and the success of the contest. They were also, as always, buoyed by the presence of Cori in one of her typically spectacular outfits.Cori made everyone's day at Daddy's Diner, flashing a broad smile and wet pussy for the crowd before strolling out with the gang's lunch. She never noticed Jarvis' blue pickup circling the block, driving slowly up behind her several times as he watched and stared. If she had, she would have noticed his lusting eyes and his wicked grin as he spoke anxiously on his cell phone."Yeah, man, I'm watching her right now," he was saying. "Her ass is about to fall out of that skirt. Man, I want to pull over and grab her right now ... yeah, yeah, I know. I'll wait until Saturday. But you better come through, man, or else I'll not only get my money back, but I'll also blab about you all over town and you'll be in jail ... all right, all right, just wanted to give you f air warning. I trust you, but I'm just telling you, don't let me down."The person on the other end of the phone hung up and Jarvis, realizing that Cori was almost back to the shop, turned off, careful not to avoid too much suspicion. His cock was rock hard and he was pretty sure it would stay that way until he finally fucked Cori. He knew one thing: he hadn't whacked off in two weeks, ever since this plan came up. He wanted to be as horny and have as much cum stored up as possible. He planned to give it all to Cori.Unaware of Jarvis' devious plan, Cori returned happily to the shop where she joined the boys for lunch. The afternoon was relatively uneventful and evening brought about Cori's date night with Ty. Apparently, Ty had done little but think about Cori's hot ass and how much fun it had been to fuck the other night.They didn't bother going out to eat or to a movie or anything. They went to his place, ordered a pizza and then Ty, unable to wait any longer, prepped his toy for another anal invasion. He sat on the couch with a bottle of lube. Cori, naked now except for her heels, rubbed the oil on his cock while he poured and pushed lube into her ass. When she was ready, he pulled her on top of him, her back to him as they sat on the couch.He spread her ass cheeks with his hands and pointed his meaty cock at her puckered hole, splitting it open and skewering her tender body with his mighty prong. She squealed and he moaned as all 10 inches once again found their home inside her bowels. "Ride it, babe," he said. Cori, with her shoes flat on the floor, began raising herself up and down on his cock, impaling herself on it. "Yeah, that's it. Jump up and down on it. Ream yourself, bitch." Cori didn't jump up and down, but Ty, who was very strong, did put his hands around her waist and lifted her off her feet. He'd lift her entirely off his cock, then drop her with her asshole still spread wide right back on top of him, driving his shaft all the way in, balls deep. Cori was being ripped apart and loving it. Even though it hurt a little, she loved being controlled and used this way by Ty, who she knew had no intention of hurting her in any way. She trusted him completely, and that's why she was able to enjoy what otherwise would have been a brutally powerful fucking.Five minutes after Ty had filled her ass with boiling hot cum, the pizza man arrived. Ty sent Cori to the door naked his more than generous tip to the pizza man. Ty was much more gentle with Cori the rest of the night, fucking her pussy twice once on top and once doggie style and mouth once. After a good night's rest, he was ready for another dip in Cori's ass and, bending her over the back of a kitchen chair, pounded her as hard as he could for 20 minutes before giving her a semen enema."When did you become such an ass man?" Cori asked as he drove her home. "I'm not complaining; you can fuck me any way you want. I'm just curious.""I don't know," Ty said. "I guess I always liked it, but the session on the balcony the other night just turned something loose. I just love the way it feels, literally banging the shit out of you, owning and impaling you. I won't hurt you, ever, but I sure do like feeling powerful and in total control of you. I guess knowing I can pound your ass any time I want gives me that feeling.""Well, my ass is yours," Cori said. "I usually don't like anal that much, but something about the way you do it is great. I guess I like the feeling of riding something so power, in some ways controlling it and yet knowing you could rip me in half with your cock.""Since we both like it, I think we'll keep doing it every couple days," Ty said. More to come...~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 47 |
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games.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/games.txt | "Hi, my names George, what's yours?" I asked, as the band played an especially loud number in the small crowded bar in Virginia Beach. "Cheri." She shouted back at me. "Do you come here often?" "No, first time here. I'm from out of town." "Really? Me too. Where you from?" "I'm from here, well, not here, but Virginia. I live in a very small town in the Blue Ridge Mountains." I replied. "Would you like another drink?" "Yes, that would be nice." "Where are you from?" I asked. "Well, originally, I'm from Ohio, but have lived in South Carolina for the last few years. I'm here for the flower exhibition at the civic center." "Hey, small world, isn't it? I'm here for the very same reason." "You're kidding?" She said, as she looked me over. "Yeah, I know. I look more like a biker than a wildflower photographer, don't I?" "I have to admit, that was the first impression I got from you, but I guess I was wrong." "Yes, you were, but I won't hold it against you." I replied laughing. "Well, damn, I was hoping you would." She said, as she laughed at her own joke. I finally cornered a waitress and placed my order, telling her to bring them to my corner booth. "Have a seat, Cheri." "Thanks, don't mind if I do. I'm tired of standing anyway." She replied. The band took a well-deserved break and we were able to talk at a normal decibel level for a change. She was a pretty woman, blond with twinkling eyes and a smile that set you right at ease. Her eyes were green and speckled with tiny gold colored flecks. She was dressed in a pair of tight fitting jeans and an even tighter shirt. Her breasts were medium sized and I had already determined that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her ass was solid looking and if truth were told, was what had attracted me in the first place. I saw the ring on her left hand and knew she was married and wondered where her husband was. "He's not with me." She said, answering my unasked question. "Pardon me." "My husband cares nothing about looking at flowers, so he stayed at home. I saw you looking at my ring." "Oh, ok, for a minute there I thought you might be a mind reader." I said, smiling at her. "I am, sometimes." She said, "In fact, I bet that I can tell you what's on your mind right now." "Ok, I'll bite, what's on my mind right now?" "You're wondering if I'm here to pick up a man for a little wife away from the husband fun. Aren't you?" "Ah, well, that's sort of what I was thinking, yes." "Ok then, I'll be more specific this time." She said, as she placed her hand on my arm and looked me straight in the eyes. "You're wondering if I'm going to let you fuck me tonight." I sat there stunned. Sure, I wanted to fuck her, and with her face and body, who wouldn't? I was momentarily taken aback by her bluntness but quickly decided that I had nothing to lose, so I gave it my best shot. "Your exactly right, Cheri. Are you?" "If you just want to fuck me, then no, that isn't going to happen. But if you'd be willing to play a few, shall we say, games with me, then there's a very good chance that before the nights over, you will have buried your cock in me several times." "Games?" I asked, "what kind of games do you mean?" "Nothing that you won't want to do George, in fact, I think you'll enjoy them as much as I will." "Ok, Cheri, I'm game," I said, smiling at my own humor, "when do we start?" "Right now, George, we start right now." She said with a very lascivious look in her eyes, "I'm going to get up in a minute and go to the ladies room. I want you to wait five minutes and then follow me there. I'll be in one of the stalls waiting for you." "But, won't there be other women in there?" I asked with what I'm sure was a stupid look on my face. "How am I going to do that?" "If you want to fuck me bad enough, you'll figure a way." She replied, as she got up and walked towards the back of the bar, my eyes following her ass with every step she took. Five minutes is normally a short amount of time. But it's not that short when you've been tasked to do something that you probably shouldn't do in the first place and have no idea how you're going to accomplish it anyway. I looked at my watch and then sucked in my breath and stood. I glanced around and no one was paying me the least bit of attention as I started to walk to the back of the bar and the restrooms. The women's room door appeared before me and as I was reaching for the handle, it opened and an older woman walked out, almost colliding into me. "Sorry, Madam," I said. "I think I've had too much to drink. I'm looking for the men's room." "It's right behind you, you damn drunk." She said with great contempt, as she walked away in a huff. I slowly opened the door a few inches and saw that the room was empty as far as I could see. I entered quickly and walked to the first of the three stalls. "Cheri?" I whispered, "Where are you?" I heard a light tap on the last stall that was next to the wall and walked over to it. I didn't hesitate because I was afraid that at any minute some woman would walk through the door and catch me in there. I opened the stall door and stepped inside, closing the door behind me. I turned and she was there with a big grin on her face. "I knew you'd find a way, George." She said, as she threw her arms around me and pressed her body tight against me. She raised her face to mine and I leaned down and kissed her lips. Her tongue worked between my lips and rubbed across my teeth. I opened my mouth slightly and she wasted no time in finding my own tongue. I dropped my hands and cupped her ass cheeks and squeezed softly. She moaned into my mouth and held me tighter. I could feel that her nipples were becoming hard and I wanted so badly to put my hands on them and feel her breasts. She broke the embrace and grinned wickedly at me as she stepped on top of the closed toilet and started to unbutton her pants. My face was almost level with her crotch and I held my breath as I watched her slide her jeans down her legs to her feet. I gasped when I saw that she also wasn't wearing panties, her furry bush, right in front of my face. "Do you like to eat pussy, George?" She asked, as she put her hands down and pulled open the lips of her pussy for my inspection. "I hope you do because there's nothing I like better than to have my pussy eaten." I could smell her arousal as I put my hands on the back of her ass and slowly massaged her cheeks. I could see small glistening drops of her juice slowly seeping from her vagina and trickling down her thighs as I moved my face closer and closer to her pussy. I made contact with her engorged clit and I felt her shudder as I slowly ran my tongue around the stiff little nub, using my lips to tug on it. I removed one of my hands from her ass and ran a finger up and down her wet slit, her body already starting to quiver as my mouth and finger preformed their magic on her cunt. "Oh yes," She moaned softly, "Finger me as you lick my pussy, George, God, it feels so good." Her hips were rocking back and forth as I added another finger to the mix and started to inch the tips of my fingers into her hot, hungry hole. I started a regular rhythm of in and out with my fingers as my tongue and lips licked, swirled and sucked on her clit. "Jesus, George, you sure know how to make my clit happy. Oh yes, please keep doing that." I turned my palm over so that it was facing upwards and used two fingers to reach up to the top of her pussy and find her G spot. I knew I had hit it because she started to moan and shake uncontrollably, her hips pushing hard against my hand. "I'm going to cum, George; I'm going to cum hardright now!" I felt her pussy muscles tighten around my tickling fingers and saw her cum squirt out around my hand and then slowly drip to the floor. She pulled my face tight against her pussy and I gave her clit one last lick and then pulled my head back and looked up at her. "Did you enjoy that, Cheri?" "Oh yes, that was just great. I needed that badly, George. God, my pussy is still tingling from your fingers and tongue." "I'm glad that I was able to get you off like that. I didn't know that you were going to squirt though." "I've never had that happen. I swear, George. I don't know what you did to me, but damn, it felt fucking good. And look at me, I'm soaking wet. Will you hand me some tissues please?" I pulled a handful of tissues off the roll and handed them to her. She wiped her thighs and inner legs and then rubbed it across her wet pussy, soaking up most of her juices. She handed the paper to me but I just put it in my back pocket and then licked my wet fingers and hand until I had cleaned her cum from them. She pulled her jeans back up and fastened then and I helped her step down. She put her arms around me and kissed me quickly and then opened the stall door and walked out. "See you back at the booth, George." She said, as the door to the woman's room closed behind her. ** ** ** ** ** I finally made it back to our booth without raising any alarms or running in to any more women coming into the bathroom. I sat down and picked up my beer, which had grown warm in our absence. "I ordered another round for us." Cheri said. "You deserve a beer or two." The drinks arrived and soon we were deep in another conversation about her 'games'. "So, what s the next one to be Cheri?" I asked. "You'll see." She said, as she got up and walked over to the stage and said something to one of the musicians. She turned and walked back towards me and held out her hand. "Let's dance, George." The band started to play an old, slow instrumental tune that I recognized and I stood and walked her to the center of the floor, took her in my arms and we began to dance. I held her close and could feel her breasts pressing against my chest as we swayed on the floor. I put my head down and kissed her softly on the side of her neck and then on the lobe of her ear. I heard her intake of breath and she kissed me on my neck too. I dropped my hands to her ass and pulled her hips against the growing bulge in my pants. As we danced, she slowly ground her hips against my cock. The lights suddenly dimmed and a single multi faceted party ball started to bounce tiny points of light around the room. She pulled her hips away from my body and her hand went between us and unzipped my jeans. She expertly fished my cock out of my pants and began to stroke me as we danced. "What are you doing?" "Relax and enjoy it George, no one can see us as dark as it is." "But the lights will be back on in a few minutes." I said, "Then what? I don't want to be caught with my dick out." "Oh, I expect you'll have cum by the time they come back on." Her soft, warm hand stroking my cock in the darkened room with dozens of people around us and knowing that we could be caught at any second, seemed to be a great turn on for her and as it turned out, for me also. I got into what she was doing to my cock and let both the music and her hand take over my life for a little while. "Does it feel good, George?" She whispered in my ear, as she steadily stroked my cock; my breath coming in ragged gasps as she brought me to the brink of orgasm. "Yes, yes, it feels so good. Don't stop, I'm almost there." I said, as I opened the distance between us to allow her hand more freedom to make me cum. "Tell me when you're ready to cum, George, I don't want you to shoot off all over our clothes" She squeezed her hand tighter around my cock and increased her tempo; my balls tightened and I felt that familiar feeling building up. "Now, Cheri, oh yes, I'm cumming now." She pulled away from me but never let go of my cock, nor did she stop stroking it. She bent at her waist and placed her mouth over the end of my cock just as the first hot spurt streamed out. I felt her mouth sucking greedily as I emptied my balls; my knees became so weak and wobbly that I grabbed at her shoulders to remain upright. I had just stuffed my rapidly shrinking cock back into my jeans when the lights came back on and the band started another, much faster song. Cheri looked at me and smiled, then turned and walked back to the booth. I checked to be sure I was put back properly and joined her. "What is it with you and sex in public places?" I asked, "I'm certainly not complaining, but it sort of scares me. I'm sure that there must be laws about that kind of shit." "George, it's a fucking turn on for me. It makes my pussy so wet, knowing that at any minute I could be caught. It makes me almost, hell, I've cum in my panties, knowing that there are people all around me; that if they really looked, they'd see what I was doing right under their noses. "Now that you understand me a little better, are you ready for another game George, or do you want to call it quits?" "I've never been a quitter, Cheri, and I don't intend to start now. I do need to have a couple of beers though and then after that, let's play!" As we sat there drinking our beers, she took the opportunity to unbutton two buttons on her shirt and spread the material apart slightly. I could see the beginnings of her breasts and when she turned sideways for a second, I saw that her breast looked as good as I had originally thought. "Let's go out to the parking lot, George. Maybe we can find something to do out there." We got up and I tossed a few bucks on the table, put my hat on and we walked out of the door into the warm, darkness of the lot. We could hear the sound of the surf drumming against the beach just down the street. I led her to my truck and put the tailgate down for us to sit on. The sky was clear with no moon and there must have been a million stars twinkling above us. There was enough light for us to see each other but I didn't think that to a casual observer we could be seen unless they walked right next to us. Sitting there, staring at the stars, she laid her head on my shoulder and sighed. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug, then kissed the top of her head. "Cheri, may I ask you a question?" "Sure, what is it?" "These games of yours, have you ever played them with your husband?" "No, I haven't. He doesn't understand my... my needs. I've tried to explain, but he just turns a deaf ear. "George, I love my husband very much. He's a good provider and treats me like a queen. But when it comes to sex, and I guess I have myself to blame, he just doesn't have a clue. He's not willing to try anything new or even let me do the things that I love to do to a man. "Look, I've known you now for what, a couple of hours? Already you've eaten my pussy in a stall in the woman's room and I've swallowed your cum after jacking you off in the middle of a goddamn dance floor. It would never occur to him to even consider doing something like that with me or anyone else for that matter. "Sex to him, is the once or twice a month chore that he thinks will keep me happy, and George, it doesn't." I didn't know exactly what to say and sometimes saying nothing is the best course, so I just squeezed her shoulder and kissed the top of her head again. "I don't do this very often, maybe once or twice a year when he goes out of town for his business meetings or if I get the chance to travel away from home myself and then only if I'm really very horny. Most of the time I stay at home and read sex stories online or watch a porno flick on the tube and then them fuck myself silly with my vibrator. "I'm generally a very good judge of character and have never been disappointed in my choice of playmates. That's why I decided on you, the minute you walked in the door. I didn't care if you were a biker or an insurance agent. I could tell that you'd be receptive to my needs, and sure enough, within the first two minutes of our conversation, I knew that you were the one. "That's enough talk for now George, are you ready to play another game?" Cheri slid off the tailgate and began to unbutton the last few buttons her shirt and then pulled it out of her jeans. She shrugged the shirt off her shoulders and stood there facing me; her breasts proudly on display. They were larger than I had originally thought and her nipples were large and stiff. She cupped her breasts with her hands and as her forefingers flicked across her nipples, she drew a sharp breath. "Do you like them, George?" She said, as she bounced them up and down. "Hell yes, Cheri, they're beautiful." She stepped closer to me and I took them in my hands. She sighed and watched me as I gently rolled her nipples between my fingers. I leaned over and took one of her hard nipples in my mouth, my tongue licking around her areole. She put her hand on the back of my head, pulling me tight against her breast. "Suck it, George, suck on my tits." As I was busy with her tits, I saw her reach down and unbutton her jeans and then tug them down her legs. She turned us around and sat down on the tailgate again. "Pull my jeans off of one leg, George." I did as she asked as quickly as I could. She reached for my belt and drew me closer to her then unbuttoned my jeans. I pushed them down around my knees; my cock was as hard as a diamond and almost bursting from my underwear. "Take your cock out, George. I want to see it." I looked around the parking lot and except for a stray dog, saw no one around. I could hear the bass beat from the band inside and figured that as long as they continued to play, we would be undisturbed. I took it in my hand a started to slowly stroke it in front of Cheri. She put her hand out and rubbed a small drop of precum that was glistening at the tip and then put it in her mouth and licked it off with her tongue. "Do you want to fuck me, George?" She asked. "Do you want to stick that cock of yours deep in my cunt and fuck me hard?" "Oh God, yes!" I exclaimed. "Bring it on then." She said as she patted her pussy with her hand and smiled at me. I placed the head of my cock against her wet slit and rubbed it up and down several times, coating it with her juice. I found the entrance to her core and slowly slid my hard cock inside her. She scooted further down on the tailgate, allowing my cock to go deeper in her pussy. "Does that feel good?" "Oh, yes, it sure does, George, I love the way you're filling my pussy with your big cock." "God, you have a tight pussy." I said, as I picked up my pace and started to stuff my cock deep in her cunt. "Mmmmm, it feels so good when you push deep in me. Do it harder now, George." I could feel my balls slapping against the cheeks of her ass as my cock repeatedly stabbed in and out of her cunt. I leaned forward and took a nipple in my mouth, sucking hard on it. "Fuck me harder, George, fuck me," she urged, "I'm close George, I'm so fucking close." My cock felt ready to explode; the friction from her tight cunt was making it feel extremely good and I knew it wouldn't be much longer before I came. "Oh, oh, ohhhh, Give it to me, George, cum for me, baby, shoot your cum in my pussy when you're ready." I let go of her nipple and drove my cock as far inside her pussy as I could push it. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me closer still. I knew it was starting when my balls tingled and contracted, my cum was on its way. "Now, Cheri, I'm cumming now." I said, as thick streams of cum shot out of my cock and splashed against the walls of her pussy. I could feel her cunt gripping my cock as I continued to pump cum deep inside her. "Oh God, it feels so fucking good." I said. "I don't ever want to stop." "I'm cumming too, ohhhh, God!" Cheri shouted, as her hips bucked back and forth. Our commingled juices flowed out of her pussy and dripped down onto my balls, covering them with her creamy cum. "That was so hot." I told her, as I withdrew my cock and rubbed it over her clit; the last traces of my spunk dripping off the tip. "I haven't cum like that in years." "I haven't had a fuck that good in a long time either, George." She said breathing hard, "Would you want to fuck me again, if I take you to my room?" I pulled my jeans up and then picked hers up off the ground where she had lost them as we fucked and handed them to her. As she started to put them on, the band stopped playing and the front door of the bar opened. Several couples came out and walked straight towards us. "Hurry, Cheri, someone's coming." "Relax, George." She said smiling, "Remember, it's all just part of the game."END |
counselor.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/81/counselor.txt | It had been 5 long years and more than enough relational trials and tribulations but finally, at last, with God's leading and guiding, marriage finally became a reality. Let me explain. In 2010 I met Brian, a wonderful man who had just lost his wife of 20 years. It was a storybook relationship, one that every woman wishes she had, especially me and especially after 20 years of hell. What a dichotomy, I had 20 years of hell and Brian had 20 years of bliss. We could not be more UNALIKE. He knew everything about what it took to have a trusting, loving and successful relationship. And even though I acted like I knew, I didn't know crap. Even being a counselor I was still learning and the more I learned, the more I desired to have a happy relationship. I had let Brian down so many times with my lack of understanding and not believing what he was telling me about what was important in a relationship. Between not being able to let go of the previous unsuccessful disastrous relationships in my life; my inability to believe what he needed; and constant lying to try and shield him from my past and embarrassment, the relationship was headed for disintegration. I had totally given up hope of ever winning this man over and being able to experience what I had always wanted. I did however, during this time, with much encouragement from Brian, complete my Masters in counseling and earned the right to put a "shingle" on my door. It was in the fall of 2014 that everything turned around, I don't know why except for prayer, but it did. Brian asked me to join him in Florida and be his life partner. He had an extra room that I could use for counseling and I could be self-employed and work from home. Doubtless to say I was thrilled and overwhelmed by the turn of events. I walked away from my full time practice, packed and headed to Florida. Brian had been incredible over the last 4 years. He challenged me, pushed me and encouraged me to be all that I was meant to be. And as hard as I resisted his advice most of the time I would always eventually come around because I knew he was right. As a lover I don't even know where to begin. He took me places I not only had never been, but that did not even know existed. I learned to love EVERYTHING about sex because it was with Brian. Passion like his for everything in life I had never known. It scared me to death at first, but I came to love him for it. Brian was the National Motivation Coordinator and was gone a least 1 week out of the month coordinating seminars all over the country. Just another reason I loved him so much. Given everything, I was determined and had purposed in my heart for as long as God kept us both alive I would do all I could to have a successful and happy relationship with Brian, no more screwing up... no matter what! Nothing in the whole world was more important to me at this point. My Prince had come... and I wasn't losing him... again.It had been about six months since I had moved to Florida and everything was going so well I could not even believe it. Brian was busy on his seminars and I was busy establishing my Counseling business. We had become affiliated with a wonderful church and most of my clients came from there. I was blessed with being able to establish a cash business and was racking up an average of 30 billable hours per week, and at $60 per hour, it was very lucrative. It gave Brian and I plenty of time on the beach and just to be together and enjoy each other's company, the greatest thing was that I could establish my own hours so everything was so flexible. Life was good. But then...I had been seeing Alyssa for about a month. She was so sweet and such a wonderful girl. She was beautiful with long light brown hair and such a fair and smooth complexion. She was a very small frame and weighed about 105 lbs. The Care from the church we were attending had referred her to me and I was seeing her on average of about once a week. She was 24 and had married a man that was 15 years her senior. They had no children and were both professionals. Her main complaint was that he was so domineering and controlling. I heard this lot in counseling so it was nothing new. It was usually my practice that after a month I would insist on meeting with the couple together. What I had learned from Brian, and the past, is that there is always two sides to every story. When I brought this up to Alyssa, she became visibly shaken. I was taken aback by her reaction and probed a little further. Alyssa shared that she felt Jarrod would be very, very upset if he knew she was counseling and sharing their personal situations with ANYONE. I related to her that it was imperative I meet with the both of them if we were to make any progress in the relationship. I used my wisest language to persuade and encourage her to take seriously my advice. At the end of our session, she promised she would take my advice and try. I was very pleased with myself for being so persuasive and looked forward to being able to help them both. It had been two weeks without any further contact from Alyssa so I became concerned and called her. She was very upset and related that Jarrod had not reacted well to the news that she was seeing someone and that he was adamant on not coming to a session. I explained to her that it was my policy to not continue unless they both came in at least once together. I guess I could have just continued to collect $60 per visit and not thought anything about it but my commitment to helping people just ran too deep to vary from my known, proven and established protocol. That's when Alyssa asked me if I would mind calling Jarrod myself and try to convince him to join her. I was very hesitant at first cause this was not something I was very comfortable doing, but Alyssa was so sweet and sincere that I varied from my normal protocol and agreed to call him. This turned out to be very poor judgment. Because like Brian, Jarrod traveled a lot, it was 2 weeks later that I was finally able to get a hold of him. I began by explaining who I was and he immediately snapped that "he knew who I was", and that he was none too happy that I was seeing his wife behind his back. It took about ten minutes to finally calm him down and establish a little trust in that I only had their best interest in mind and that I sincerely wanted to help them. After another fifteen minutes of talking with him he finally agreed, for Alyssa, to give it a try. I set the appointment for a week later.Brian had left after church on Sunday for a 10 day trip to Orlando. He was very excited about this trip as they would be able to accomplish a lot. During church that day I ran into Alyssa and she informed me that Jarrod was going to be out of town on our scheduled appointment date and wondered if we could possibly meet the next day on Monday. I told her I would check the schedule and see and get back to her. Upon arrival back home after taking Brian to the airport, there was a message on my machine that my last appointment on Monday had to reschedule so it opened up a 5pm slot for Alyssa and Jarrod. My phone call brought much glee to Alyssa as she was so anxious for them to meet with me. Since Brian was going to be out of town I really booked myself heavy for his time away. I just concluded I would work hard while he was gone and when he returned I would take time off and we would play for a week or so. I had 7 hours scheduled for that day and by 5 I was really winding down. Right on time the doorbell rang and there was Alyssa and Jarrod. I must say I was shocked. Jarrod was a tall muscular black man. I would never have imagined in a thousand years that Alyssa would be with someone like Jarrod. However, I was cordial, professional and invited them in. Jarrod reached out his huge hand to shake mine and when I did my hand disappeared, it was so huge. I could tell Jarrod was very nervous and tentative so I did my best to relax them. Being the last appointment of the day I spend a little more time than usual chit chatting with them and sharing a cup of coffee before we got started. The strategy seemed to work as they both were very relaxed by the time the session began. Like with Alyssa, I began by doing a temperament profile on Jarrod and explained to him that the next time they came I would explain it to him and them how it could be used to help them have a better understanding of each other and eventually a better marriage. They both agreed that this was the goal. The session went quite well as they held hands throughout, but, I saw that there was a time or two when Jarrod squeezed Alyssa's hand just a little too hard as she was pressing through and explaining how she felt. I could tell Jarrod was doing all he could to restrain himself from reacting as she talked on. Finally, when she had finished saying all she felt she needed to say, I thanked her for her honesty and transparency and turned to Jarrod. "Jarrod," I said, "how do you feel about what Alyssa had to say?"Very calmly he replied. "Well for the most part I think it is horse shit." Alyssa did not flinch but I must say I was taken aback. "Why do you say that Jarrod?" I countered."Well doesn't the bible say, 'wives submit to your husband'?" I can't tell you how many times I have heard this from husbands over the years and it made me so angry. Because what they really meant was they expected their wives to be doormats. But like I had been trained, I was ready for it. Well Jarrod you know the Biblical reference to this scripture is based on mutual respect and love for each other and is followed by "husbands love your wives", and be ready to give your life for her. With that Jarrod got this smug look on his face and said... "Whatever!"Well I thought, that didn't go well. So trying to do my best to salvage this session I resorted to asking. Well Jarrod, then what do you think the scripture means? "Tell me first Monica; do YOU SUBMIT to your husband?""I do Jarrod, in just the way I mentioned before.""Well," he retorted in a very aggressive voice. "I think it means that a woman is to serve her man without any mouth and know her place."I could see a tear come to Alyssa's eye but for myself I'm sure Jarrod could see my aggravation as I could feel my face turn beet red, that's when I saw a smile come to his face, he must have sensed he got to me. I restrained myself from ripping him apart because I knew it would do no good at this point. Responding to this smug prick I said, well that should wrap up our session for today, but I would encourage you both to read this scripture together a few more times this week and Jarrod could you at least be open to considering the commonly agreed upon interpretation of this scripture? Sure Monica he replied with a condescending tone to his voice, of course. So, I set our next appointment in two weeks from tonight since Jarrod was going to be out of town. My gut told me to make this next appointment with Jarrod and Alyssa the last appointment and just refer them out to someone else. I really felt uncomfortable with them at this point and didn't want to continue. Brian returned from Orlando and we spent a few days playing and lying on the beach and just relaxing. I had related to him my session with Jarrod and Alyssa and he warned me that I had better distance myself from them. I told him I agreed and that Monday's appointment would be the last one. I took solace in knowing that Brian would be in the house during my next appointment with them. On that Monday, Brian got a call from a large conference center in Miami that wanted him to come and do a presentation to their board. He told them he was tied up that day and I shook my head telling him to go ahead, I would be fine. When he hung up he asked me if I was sure. I replied yes, I knew how important this could be for him and his business. So he left Monday morning and would return on Wednesday. It was another busy Monday as I had back to back sessions from 10-4. But during them all I dreaded my last one at 5 with Jarrod and Alyssa. My session at 4 concluded at 4:45 and I had 15 minutes to catch my breath before my last appointment. I rehearsed over and over again how I was going to conclude our time together and refer them to another Counselor. Promptly at 5 the doorbell rang. I reluctantly went to the door and opened it. There stood Jarrod. Where is Alyssaz? I asked.She had to stop at her mom's, she will be along shortly. Maybe you can just get started with explaining my results to me. His tone today was very soft and inoffensive. Well I don't usually meet with just the husband. Can you make an exception Monica? I would really like to get started. I got goose bumps from my head to my toes as I hesitantly agreed. Come on in then and we will get started. Alyssa's on her way, right? Right, Jarrod replied. I began our session with all the normal disclaimers and began the process of explaining his profile; he listened intently as I explained how his aggressive temperament could be very intimidating to someone like Alyssa who is the total opposite. That's when Jarrod looked up and said, Well does my aggressive nature intimidate YOU, Monica? I felt my stomach spasm at the tone of his voice and the question. That is an irrelevant question Jarrod, I replied, we need to stay on topic, I am trying to compare your profile against Alyssa's. I am on topic Monica he snapped, does my aggressiveness intimidate you? With that I stood up, when I did Jarrod stood up too. Jarrod, I think you had better go outside and wait for Alyssa. Well I don't give a flying fuck what you think Monica, Jarrod retorted. For the first time in my counseling career I was lost. I didn't know what to do or how to respond. Not to mention being scared as hell. I think Jarrod could sense the fear as he took a step toward me. I immediately moved backwards and ran into the wall behind me. Jarrod laughed as he taunted me. Is Monica afraid of me? No Jarrod but I think you had better leave. Not on your fucking life he snapped. I attempted to move away from the wall but Jarrod came around the table and placed his right hand on the wall beside my head stopping me from exiting. Smiling smugly Jarrod said, I'll ask you again Monica; does my aggressive behavior intimidate you? On the inside I was shaking like a leaf and my knees were ready to buckle. Where is Alyssa I thought? It was like he could read my mind. Oh, just so you know, Alyssa won't be joining us tonight he said smiling, it's just you and me. Now answer my fucking question Monica, he sternly said. Yes it does Jarrod. Then you will be very careful won't you Monica? I said yes, but I didn't know to what. I just didn't want to stir this man up any more. Then Jarrod took his left hand and moved it behind my head and grabbed a handful of my hair. He laughed as he literally saw my eyes pop out of my head from fear, let go of me Jarrod I softly said trying my best to maintain my composure. Laughing again Jarrod pulled my head forward and placed his mouth on mine and kissed me hard and aggressively. Nooooo I screamed in his mouth trying to break away from his grasp on me. Noooooo. Jarrod then took his right hand and punched me hard in the stomach knocking all the wind out of me. He removed his mouth from mine as I gasped for air choking and gasping. Still firmly holding my hair in his left hand he motioned like he was going to punch me again. No, please I begged, please. Well now, that's more like it Monica he quipped. That's more like it. Once I finally caught my breath and began to breathe normally.Jarrod said, Ok, Monica, let's try this again and see if you learned anything. With his right hand clinched, he once again placed his mouth on mine and began to kiss me. I didn't fight this time for fear of what would happen, but I also didn't participate. Wooooosh. He punched me hard in the gut again, but this time harder. I thought I was going to pass out, I couldn't catch my breath as I gasped. Jarrod laughed as he whacked me on the back hard and I began to breathe. When I kiss you girl, you kiss me back, you hear? Tears were running down my face I was scared to death. Do you hear Jarrod screamed as he prepared to punch me again? Yes, I managed to utter. What Monica, I can't hear you? Yes I said a little louder as my breathing would allow. Good Jarrod smiled. You just remember what I got for you if you don't cooperate. I'm going to teach you the REAL meaning of SUBMISSION you dumb bitch. His words burned into my soul as he moved my head forward once more and placed his mouth on mine. He kissed me hard and I had no choice but to kiss him back. When I did he took his long tongue and slid it into my mouth. A bolt of electricity coursed through my body as he moved his tongue in and out of my mouth. Pulling away for just a second he said, tongue me back Monica. I was dying inside as I moved my tongue into his mouth, when I did he began to suck on it roughly. At the same time he took his right hand and moved it to my blouse and began to unbutton it. I protested as he removed his mouth from mine and informed me that the next punch would not be to my gut, but to my face. I will fuck up that pretty little face of yours he threatened. I stood lifeless as he continued to suck my tongue and unbutton my blouse. Once he had undone the last button he reached up and unsnapped my bra from the front. I wanted to protest but I was fearful of what he may do. All I could think of was Brian and how he would accuse me of bringing this on myself. I was devastated and so afraid. Then I felt his fingers begin to tweak my nipples as he continued kissing me. Another bolt of electricity coursed through my body as he continued. My knees were buckling under me and I began to collapse. No you don't, Jarrod said. Then he moved his hand around my waist and pulled me close to him. Looking me straight in the eyes, he just smiled as he ground his groin into me. You like? he laughed.I could feel he was hard as a rock and huge. Because I did not answer in the time frame he desired he took a step back, wound up and slapped me hard across the face. I saw stars and became very woozy so I dared not answer negatively for fear of what he may do next. So I just nodded my head. With that Jarrod leaned over and took one of my little breasts in his big mouth and started sucking and biting the nipple. Oh gawd it hurt. But the sensation of him grinding into me and abusing my breast made me swoon. He moved his mouth off of me just long enough to say. Move those fucking legs apart, now. I moved my feet apart and when I did Jarrod moved between them and began rubbing me hard again. I gasped as the sensation was unbelievable. I tried my best to conceal the uncontrolled and unwelcomed orgasm that swept through my body but I think he knew because he pulled away and with his right hand he placed it under my skirt and on my right knee as he began to lightly caress the inside of my leg. Shivers ran though my body at his touch but I tried mentally to separate myself from the situation. Slowly moving his hand upward Jarrod looked me in the face and reminded me of what would happen if I tried to resist or NOT concentrate on what he was doing. It was like he could read my mind. The tears running down my face seemed to only spurn him on as he took his other hand and began to once again roughly squeeze my nipples. Just then his hand reached its destination and he lightly brushed over my pussy with the back of his finger. Oh gawd I thought as I began to shake. Then he concentrated on moving his finger up and down slowly and methodically lingering on my clit each time he reached the top. I could feel my eyes roll back in my head as I opened my mouth but no sound came out. He pushed hard against my clit and I began to convulse. I couldn't control the guttural sound that emanated from deep in my being as I came again. You really ARE a little submissive cunt aren't you Monica? Jarrod said.Aren't you Monica he said louder as the sound of his voice shook me out of my stupor? If you say so Jarrod I replied. Take your panties off for Jarrod he commanded. Nervously I reached under my skirt, took my panties by the waistband and wiggled them off my ass, down my thighs, over my knees and let them fall to the floor where I stepped out of them. It didn't take but a second for Jarrod to cup my entire pussy with his big hand. With his middle finger he began to toy with my anus and with his thumb he started to rub my clit, but what I wasn't ready for was when he took his index finger and shoved it deep inside me while at the same time inserting his middle finger in my asshole. That's when I erupted like a volcano. I began to shake with an orgasm, and the more I did the harder he ground his fingers in and out of my pussy and asshole while he rubbed my clit at a maddening pace. Jarrod just watched me as I panted and gasped for air all the time drooling like a dog in heat. But, just as I was reaching what would have been the most gargantuan climax yet, Jarrod removed his hand completely from my pussy. He must have seen the pleading i n my eyes because he stared to laugh as he said. Does Monica need something? I began to gasp as the tightness in my stomach, groin and labia was excruciating because of the unfulfilled climax. Jarrod then took a step backwards and reached out his hand to me. Take my hand Monica and lead me to the bed where you and your husband fuck. Everything inside was screaming NO, but none the less I reached out and took his hand in mine as I stepped away from the wall. The pain was unbearable as I tried to walk, I was cramping like childbirth, I could hardly stand it. There were my panties, lying on the floor; my blouse and bra were hanging wide open and my skirt still intact. I felt myself hurrying down the hallway with Jarrod in hand. I'm sure Jarrod could see me cringing from pain as I stepped into the bedroom that housed the King-size bed that Brian and I shared. Jarrod took his hand out of mine and moved it toward his crotch bringing it to rest on the huge bulge in his trousers. Jarrod then spoke. I think Monica needs this, doesn't she? I couldn't speak; I could only hear myself whimpering like a puppy. As he simulated stroking it through his trousers, he said.Well I will take that as a YES, and he laughed. Are you ready to submit to Jarrod you fucking white whore? I could feel the tears streaming down my face as I nodded my head yes. Then get your white ass over here and undress Jarrod and do it fast before I lose interest and walk out of here. I should have welcomed that proposition, but I didn't, especially because of the state I was in. Hands shaking and my insides cramping, I hurriedly removed his tie, then his dress shirt, oh gawd, what a body he had, then I undid his belt and pulled it out, unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down his legs till they hit the floor and he stepped out of them. Then I looked at him and he just raised his eyebrow. You're not done yet sweet Monica. I thought to myself, the moment of reckoning is here. I moved my hand to his waist and placed them in the waistband of his boxers and was ready to push them off. Oh no Monica, that's not how you do it he said squinting his eyes. Get on your fucking knees and PULL them down. I dropped to my knees and reached up and placed my fingers in the waistband of his boxers once again and began to pull them down. I could see by the bulge in his shorts that he was massive. When I came to that point I had to stretch his shorts to the max to get them over his manhood. Oh shit, my eyes widened and I gasped as I gazed at this unbelievably huge hard cock staring me in the face. The cramping re-intensified in my stomach as I pulled his shorts the rest of the way down and he stepped out of them. I was mesmerized as I gazed at it, it was long, wide, blue black with a bulbous head that looked like a spear. Bet you've never seen anything like this before have you Monica? His voice snapped me out of my waking coma. No, I shook my head. Well before this night is over you will fall in love with it he laughed. Now get acquainted before he makes a real woman out of you. I reached up tentatively, half in excitement and half in fear and took it in my hand. Omg, it was like steel, but yet so soft to the touch and every bit of 11in long. I gave a slight squeeze and I saw a drop of pre-cum emerge from the piss hole. Go ahead, taste it. I hesitated and Jarrod grabbed a handful of hair and pulled my head forward till it was right at my mouth. Open wide baby, he commanded. I opened my mouth and Jarrod pulled my head forward till the head of his cock was buried in my throat. I stared to gag as I tried to pull away. Breathe through your nose bitch, he said. I did and it relieved the pressure a little. Now, learn a lesson in submission. Either you do what you should do when you should do it or you suffer the consequences. Understand? I nodded yes. Now give it some lovin' and be real nice to it and it will make all those cramps go away. Ok? I nodded yes. He let go of my hair and I moved my head away and took a deep breath. Then I grabbed hold of his cock with both hands and began to hungrily lick and suck it up and down the shaft. That's my good girl Jarrod quipped. Now you are learning REAL submission. Now kiss those balls before Jarrod fucks your little ass off. His balls were huge, proportionally sized to the size of his cock, and they were hard as a rock. Kiss them Monica. I puckered my lips and kissed and licked them lovingly. Ok Monica, time for the main attraction. Get up and get undressed. I stood up and removed my unbuttoned blouse, my unsnapped bra and pushed my skirt down and let if fall on the floor. The anticipation of what was coming caused my cramping to intensify to an unbelievable level. It was so bad that I took my hands and put them on my stomach. Jarrod looked at me and smiled. We are about to take care of that once and for all my dear Monica. Waiting for my next command, Jarrod said. Now get your ass on the bed and spread em. You better give Jarrod a good welcome. I moved to the bed and removed the quilt that covered the king-size bed, I stared at the sheets that Brian and I had just made love on the night before... I started to cry. I was about to violate our marriage bed, and somehow, I just knew he would know. Then I felt Jarrod push me and I fell on the bed. He stood staring at me as if to say...well? The pain had now become so intense in my stomach that all I wanted was relief. I arranged the pillows and rolled over on my back positioning myself comfortably on the bed trying my best to do as Jarrod said. I lifted my knees and put my feet on the bed and pulled my feet as close to my ass as I could until my knees were pointing straight in the air. Then I spread my knees as wide open as I could get them. Jarrod was standing at the end of the bed with cock in hand, stroking it slowly and deliberately. What a specimen of a man. He must have been 6'2" with not an ounce of fat on him. When I was in position he moved onto the bed and on his knees walked toward my splayed legs. I looked at Jarrod and said, Jarrod, I have never... he cut me off and replied. I know Monica, you have never had a cock this size, that's what all you white girls say, but you will be surprised how your cunt will adjust. And do you know why Monica? "No, why Jarrod?"Because it can't wait to eat me up he said laughing. That cunt of yours can't wait to get this big cock in it and fuck it good. Now, let's see what we can do about those cramps. Jarrod maneuvered himself between my splayed legs and waved his cock back and forth in front of my pussy. Now Jarrod is never going to be accused of raping anyone so from this point on Monica it's going to be all you. I will bend down enough to where you can take hold of my cock and insert it into your pussy at your leisure. How humiliating I thought to myself, at least if he did it I could come to terms in my mind that it was not my fault, now, it is and will be ALL my fault. The only way to get rid of the cramping was to do what I needed to do. So I reached down and took his cock in hand, it was so wide that my hand would not fit all the way around it. Then Jarrod took the back of his hand and rubbed it over my pussy. I shook. Well, it sure seems nice and wet, no dryness problems here. I took the head of his cock and began to rub it over my soaked pussy and my body began to convulse in anticipation. I moved the big head to the entrance to my pussy and moved my hips forward until the head of the monster disappeared inside me. I began to rock my hips so that the head of his dick was fucking me. That was all it took, my insides began to spasm and I began to climax, I didn't have enough of him inside me to get the full effect so I tried pushing my hips forward but I could only get an inch or two in. I needed it deeper, much deeper. I needed to feel pressure. Jarrod just sat there on his haunches smiling as I struggled to get relief. What I needed right now was NOT a passive cock, I needed an AGGRESSIVE cock. My climax was on the brink but it couldn't get over the top because there was not enough stimulation. "Come on Jarrod," I said as I pleadingly looked him in the eyes. "Come on what Monica?""You know what Jarrod. Come on.""Does Monica need me to be AGGRESSIVE?""Yes," I hissed. "You mean my AGGRESSIVE behavior doesn't scare Monica?""No," I hissed again. Let me ask you Monica; are you ready to SUBMIT your whole being to me? Are you ready to do Jarrod's bidding anytime anywhere. "Yes, yes, Jarrod, just come on, please."Please what Monica? Please what? "FUCK ME JARROD, for gawd sake, FUCK MEEEEEE!" With that Jarrod stretched himself over me, positioned his elbows on each side of my shoulder, looked me in the eyes, kissed me on the forehead and said, your wish is my command, then with one clean motion Jarrod pushed forward. OH MY GAWD I screamed as I felt his big balls hit my ass, I wrapped my legs around Jarrod's back and pushed back. I had never in my life felt such a surge of excitement, fullness, pleasure, pain; my pussy was gushing and I was climaxing like I have never known, Jarrod was pile driving into me like crazy and I was taking all he had to give. G I VE I T T O M E!! I was screaming and grunting and panting, give it to me, fuck me Jarrod, fuck me, fuck me, fuck meeeeeeeeeeee. Just when I thought it couldn't get any more intense I felt Jarrod's ass tighten and his cock begin to swell inside me. Then Jarrod began to scream. "Oh shit, oh shit, oh SHIT!" Then I felt his hot cum begin to spray my insides. It was hot and soothing and it made me cum even harder. I grabbed his ass, wrapped my legs around him as tight as I could and held on for dear life. He fucked me like a wild man his huge balls slapping against my ass with every forward motion. He was ripping me apart but it didn't hurt it was just this overwhelming feeling of being filled to the brim. My pussy wanted more and more, he was right, it couldn't get enough. I heard myself saying his name over and over again. Oh Jarrod, oh Jarrod, oh Jarrod, oh Jarrod. Finally our climaxes subsided and we lay there panting, big Jarrod lying on top of me. What the hell was that? I cooed.It was SUBMISSION Counselor, it was SUBMISSION. As we lay there getting ready to drift off to sleep my phone rang. Oh gawd, could it be Brian, I hope not I thought. But it wasn't him, the caller ID indicated it was Alyssa. It's Alyssa, I said to Jarrod. Answer it, he said. Hello? Hi Monica, this is Alyssa. I just want to say that I'm sorry about everything. What do you mean? I asked.You know she said. But the truth of the matter is this. Jarrod always gets what he wants. But I'm sure that by now you know that all too well. Ah, ah, ah... That's ok Monica, I do understand. Tell Jarrod I will see him in the morning. Ok? Ah, well, ok I stammered. Hanging up the phone I looked at Jarrod with what must have been a quizzical look. What? Jarrod said.She knows? Of course she knows you dumb bitch. She said she will see you in the morning. That's right too he said, we have only just begun. Before this night is over you will be mine, lock, stock, barrel and soul. When he said it, he smiled. I moved my head down to Jarrod's cock and laid a big kiss on it as I licked off our combined juices. Mmmmm Jarrod moaned. You like I asked? I like Monica, I like. Then I laid my head on Jarrod's big chest and cuddled into his arms and we fell asleep. *It seemed like we slept for days but as I looked at the clock it was only 10pm. Jarrod has since rolled over and was on his back soundly asleep, his big cock lying over his leg like a snake. By bladder was about to burst so I quietly got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Closing the door I proceeded to sit on the cool toilet seat and felt the wonderful feeling of relieving myself. My poor pussy was so sore and the warm urine soothed it as it trickled over. Oh gawd I thought to myself, how did I let myself get here, how did I let myself get into this situation? But the most important question was HOW IN THE HELL WAS I GOING TO GET OUT???? It was apparent, at least to me, that this man has an insatiable appetite for sex, and from what he said before going to sleep his expectations was that the night was young. What about his wife, what about Brian, what about my counseling business, what about LIFE going forward? Well it was clear to me, this had to stop and it had to stop NOW. It could go no further, if Brian ever found out then my life as I know it will be over. All I had dreamed about, prayed for and longed for all my life, and finally received, would end after 6 short months? Oh God, how could that be? I did nothing wrong, God knows that, I am a victim here, yes, my body may have responded the way it did but it was never my desire for this to happen. I was forced, no matter what I felt inside. My body betrayed me. But it wouldn't happen again, no matter what. Flushing the commode I went to the sink and ran warm water over a soft hand towel and began to wipe my face, it felt good, refreshing. The first order of business was to get some clothes on and have a talk with Jarrod. Slipping back into the bedroom I picked up my blouse, bra and skirt. I had just put my bra on when Jarrod rolled over and noticed I was not in bed. He quickly looked over his shoulder and saw me getting dressed. What the fuck you doing girl? he shouted.I need to get dressed Jarrod. Did I tell you to get dressed, he snapped. Again, my stomach began to spasm by the tone of his voice. No but...But fuck, Jarrod barked. I tell you what to do and when to do it girl. Jarrod, we need to talk, seriously. This just can't go any further, it is just not right, you know that. I don't know anything of the kind, Jarrod retorted. Listen Jarrod, just walk away and we will act as nothing happened. Like nothing happened, I 'm supposed to forget how you screamed begging me to fuck you. I sexed you good girl, and you were out of your mind. Right or Wrong? Yes but...but fucking nothing Jarrod yelled as he jumped up off the bed and moved toward me, I took two steps backward before he grabbed me by the arm. Come on Jarrod, please, we can't continue this. Please, I'm begging you. Go home to your beautiful wife and love her the way she needs loved. I do love her the way she needs loved, I fuck her brains out every damn day, you have no idea the sexual appetite that little bitch has. Then she should be all you need Jarrod, why go elsewhere? Cause I love white pussy, and I love variety. And Alyssa is ok with this? Hell no she isn't ok with it, but what are her choices? She gonna leave me? She aint' gonna find another man to take care of her like I do, especially sexually. Well there is more to a relationship than sex Jarrod. Really now? Well you weren't saying that earlier when you had Jarrod's big dick in you fucking you out of our mind. But you forced...Forced my ass, you just needed a little encouragement to bring out the real white whore in you. I'm not a whore... whappp, Jerrod back handed me and knocked me up against the wall. You ARE a whore Monica, a fucking typical white whore, and now you are MY white whore. Gawd no I thought to myself, this has to stop, how am I going to stop it? Jarrod then grabbed me by the hair and pulled me behind him into the bathroom. I gotta piss girl and you're going to hold it for me. No I protested, no, this is enough. With that Jarrod took his other hand and grabbed my face full on and squeezed it till my mouth puckered. You ARE a dumb bitch aren't you Monica? You just don't learn a lesson easy do you? Well I was going to let you get off by just holding my dick while I pissed, but since you want to be so rebellious then we will do it another way, we will need to teach you another lesson in obedience. Jarrod then pulled me toward the shower and slid open the glass door. He stepped into the shower and pulled me in after him. What the hell is he going to do I thought. Closing the glass door Jarrod proceeded to push me down onto the shower floor. Sit with your back to the wall bitch he ordered. Like I told you, Jarrod needs to piss, but now Monica is going to be the toilet. No damn way I shouted as I attempted to get up. Whapp, he slapped me hard on the side of the face and I fell back down to the floor seeing stars. Then he grabbed his cock and began to piss. Better close your eyes and mouth bitch unless you want to drink it. I closed my eyes and mouth as tight as I could as he began pissing all over my face, hair, neck and tits. Then I felt it move down to my stomach and then my pussy as he ordered me to open my legs, then he began pissing all over my pussy. Would he never stop I thought? How can that much piss be in anyone? Then he started back up again pissing on my stomach again and moving up to my tits and finally my face again. Oh gawd I thought, please stop, please, but he didn't. He pissed, and pissed and pissed. Finally I felt the flow start to subside a little and then slowly come to a complete stop. Well, how did you like that Counselor Jarrod jeered? Any more great fucking advice for me? I just sat there sobbing with my eyes and mouth still tightly closed. Open your eyes bitch, Jarrod commanded. He was still standing right in front of me with his big cock hanging in my face. Now take my cock in your mouth whore. I must have hesitated to long because he wound up and was ready to slap me again when I yelled. No, no, no, ok I will. Jarrod smiled. Good, you finally learned your lesson huh? I took hold of his cock and moved my mouth toward it and placed my lips over the head. Stroke it baby Jerrod said, stroke it good. As I did it began to get hard again, it was so big my jaw was aching but I knew better than to complain or take it out. Look at me Monica. Jerrod is going to give you a little treat, and I swear as I am standing here that if you take my cock out of your mouth until I'm through I will beat you so bad you will be unrecognizable. I just looked up at him, tears streaming down my face and pleading in my eyes. I'm not impressed counselor, just get ready, and hold me tight and steady. Oh gawd I thought, he is going to cum. But to my surprise he didn't, he began to piss in my mouth. I opened my mouth and began to scream but all that came out was piss and a gurgling sound. Don't you take it out bitch, he screamed. He was laughing as he watched me do all I could to keep from swallowing any of it as it kept flowing out of my mouth and down on to my chest. Then he reached down and grabbed my nose and held it. Trying to breathe I took a hard gasp and a mouth full of his piss went down my throat. Swallow it Monica, he shouted as his pissing subsided but what was left in my mouth went down my throat. I began to gag and choke trying to get my breath as he finally released my nose. Then I started to puke piss all over the place. He just stood there laughing as he watched me convulse. Well Monica, did you learn anything? You're fucking crazy, I screamed, you are going to burn in hell. You are the devil incarnate. With that he cocked his foot and kicked me squarely in the stomach. Fuck you Monica, he laughed, fuck you. I was laying in the fetal position on the floor crying when I heard him fumbling with the shower. Then the shower came on and began to flow on me. Get your filthy ass cleaned up Monica, you're a fucking mess he laughed as he got out of the shower and closed the door. I was a mess, a complete mess. I had piss in my hair, down my throat and all over my face, I had shit myself when Jarrod kicked me in the stomach and my vagina was aching like a tooth ache. And God only knows what Jarrod has in store for me when I'm done in the shower. Other than murdering him and going to jail for the rest of my life I didn't know what else to do. The warm water careened over my body as I shampooed my hair and lathered my body with soap. I never wanted the shower to end, I wanted to stay here forever, or just die, anything to escape this crazy man. What the fuck you doing in there? Jarrod yelled from the bathroom door. I'm trying to get clean, I rebutted. You think that's possible Jarrod yelled back laughing? Get your ass out here; I got a surprise for you. Oh no I thought, I can't even imagine what it is. Since he didn't leave me any clothes I assumed he meant for me to be naked when I entered the bedroom. Toweling off and putting on body cream at least I felt human, for the moment anyhow. The hair dryer whirred as I put the final touches on my hair. Taking a deep breath I turned, walked through the bathroom door, turned left and entered the bedroom. Standing there was Jarrod and another black man that was bigger than him, and much much darker. Well, you clean up good Monica, Jarrod jeered. Meet my friend Jeremy; he's in from California, and in dire need of some good high quality white pussy. And Monica, you are definitely good, high quality white pussy. I turned and bolted out of the room and headed toward my office where I slammed the door shut and locked it. Both men approached the door laughing, then I heard Jerrod bellow. I guess the white bitch just doesn't know how to learn a lesson, but you know what Jeremy, we will be glad to teach her right? Right Jeremy laughed. Hey counselor, you must know there is nowhere to go. You're naked so you can't go out the window, and this measly door is nothing for us to break down, it's like a twig to us. Both men were laughing hardily. I was shaking like a leaf; I was falling apart, and wringing my hands I didn't know what to do. Monica, we are going to give you a choice. Open the door and we won't break it down. But, if we break it down we are really going to be pissed, and that will NOT be good for you my dear. So decision time. The ball is in your court. What choice did I have? Either way I was going to get raped, there was no negotiating that, did I want them to be rougher than they were already going to be OR take my chances they would be just a little more gentle if I didn't piss them off?The door made an eerie click as I turned the lock, grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open. There was Jarrod and Jeremy standing there, naked and with their arms folded. If I thought Jarrod was built looking at Jeremy he looked like a lightweight. Jeremy must have been 6'6" and 260lbs. I came to find out he was an ex NFL player, I was not surprised. Well, well Monica, I think you finally made a good decision. Welcome. Welcome was not the feeling I had right now as I just stood there preparing for my punishment, whatever it was going to be. Dear Monica, Jerrod quipped , I have decided that I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to beat the shit out of you for bolting out of the bedroom and making us come after you. I didn't know if I should be grateful or terrified. Take my hand Jerrod said as he extended his hand to me. Reluctantly I put my hand in his. As we started to walk down the hallway toward the bedroom Jeremy whirled around and with the palm of his hand slapped me hard across the side of the face. My knees buckled and I fell to the floor, still with my hand in Jerrod's. Looking up at Jerrod with a quizzical look on my face he laughed and said, I told you I would not hurt you, I didn't say anything about Jeremy. It seems Jerrod has been much too easy on you Counselor; it has taken you too long to learn obedience, which will stop NOW. Jeremy reached down and grabbed a hand full of hair and pulled me to my feet. He took his hand and slapped me four more times back and forth on the face. That's the last thing I remembered as everything went black. I don't know how long I was out, but when I woke I was lying on the floor and both men were standing over me. Ok Monica, Jeremy said, decision time. Do I keep hitting you until you learn your lesson? OR, have you learned it? I've learned it, I whispered. What bitch? Jeremy quipped.I've learned it I said louder. What have you learned Monica? Jeremy asked. I've learned that you are the boss and I will do what you say, no arguments, if not I will suffer the consequences. There you see Jarrod; all it takes is a little persuasion. You da man Jeremy, Jarrod laughed, you da man. Ok, now that we have settled that, let's get down to business. Jerrod proceeded to pull me up off the floor and march me to the bedroom. You say she is really hot huh? She's hot alright Jarrod said, you just got to get her motor running, just got to light her fire and she will be like a bitch dog in heat. Well then, let's get started. Jerrod sat me down on the bed and pushed me into the laying position. How pathetic I must have looked, lying there limp and beaten. Spread your legs Monica, Jeremy said. When I did, he leaned in between them and placed his mouth directly on my pussy. His tongue was hot as fire and soft as silk. He began to lick me from my clit to my asshole. Electricity shot through my body as he licked soft and lightly. A much different person than 10 minutes ago. Then his tongue came to rest on my clit and he began to flick it back and forth. Oh gawd I heard myself scream, oh gawd. Told you Jeremy, Jarrod laughed, just watch. Jerrod grabbed a leg in each hand and spread them even wider as he continued his assault on my clit and then plunged his middle finger deep in my pussy. Fuckkkkk, I screamed as a climax coursed through my body like a lightning bolt. I couldn't keep my ass on the bed as I started to buck like a wild horse. Shit Jerrod chuckled, look at her go. Jeremy kept fingering me as he licked my clit faster and faster. No more, no more, please no more I screamed as I pounded Jeremy on his shoulders with my fists. I went through one eruption after another as this stranger took me where I had never gone before. Ohhhhhhhhhhh I screamed, I must have sounded like a Basset hound as I howled myself through multiple climaxes. You got her going now Jer, give her what she needs. Jeremy removed his mouth and finger from my pussy and mounted me, looking me in the face he growled like an animal. Grab by cock bitch and put it where it belongs, right in that hot cunt of yours. I reached down and felt the hugest cock I ever knew existed. I thought Jerrod was massive but this, oh my gawd it was a baseball bat, I directed it toward my soaking wet hole, and then Jeremy pushed. He had no mercy as he shoved himself in me all the way in one fail swoop. Ohhhhhhhhh gawddddddd, I screamed as the pain was excruciating from this massive invader. Shut up bitch and fuck me. He pounded me like there was no tomorrow my pussy adjusted and the numbness went away as I began to feel again and oh my gawn, what I felt. Nothing and I mean nothing in my life had ever consumed me like this gargantuan cock that was violating me. Every time he drove into me he knocked the wind out of me and I gasped for air as he pulled out and readied himself for the next thrust. Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd I grunted as he pounded me over and over again. I guess Jerrod was standing at the vantage point where could see Jeremy's cock sliding in and out of me. Hell man you are tearing her apart Jerrod exclaimed. She never gonna be good for any white man again he howled. You ought to see her gushing Jer, she's cumming like a fountain. Of course what I didn't know was that Jerrod was filming the whole thing on his IPhone. Fuck her Jer he kept taunting, fuck her pussy off. Jeremy was sweating like crazy as he continued to pound me through climax after climax. How you like it bitch, Jeremy screamed, how my white bitch like her big cock. I couldn't talk, I could only grunt as this huge man was ruining me for life, in every way. Then Jeremy started to cum and I thought someone rammed a taser in my pussy, oh gawd I screamed as he filled me to overflowing with his hot juice. I had been cumming constantly not even knowing when one ended and another one began. I was like a live electrical wire out of control. When Jeremy had finally dumped his entire seed inside me he raised up on his haunches and began to beat his chest like King Kong. He was an animal. Scoot down here bitch and take my cock in your mouth and suck it. NOW he screamed, I need to cum some more. I scooted under him till his cock was directly in front of my face. I raised my head and took his cock in my mouth, it was so big I could only take the head in and even that stretched my jaw to the limit. He began to stroke his cock and the crazy animal began to howl and his cock started to erupt as he held the back of my head in one hand and his cock in the other. I choked and gagged as his cum filled my mouth and it began to flow out of my mouth and my nose, and ran down my chin onto my chest. Finally, he was finished and let loose of my head and it fell to the bed. I was gasping for air as he sat there on his haunches panting like a dog. You da man Jerrod chanted as he continued to video on his IPhone. Now it's your turn Jerrod, Jeremy exclaimed. Monica is ready for more aren't ya bitch? No, no, I can't take anymore. What? What did you say? No, please, please. What you say bitch? he growled.Yes I resigned, whatever you want. That's more like it. You see Jerrod, she just needs a little encouragement to be obedient, don't you Monica? Yes I whispered. Jeremy moved off the bed and took the IPhone from Jerrod, what your pleasure dude? Hmmmmm Jerrod mused, I done had her mouth and her cunt, I guess that only leaves her tight little ass. NOOOO, I screamed, no, please Jerrod, please for gawd sake no. She begging man, Jeremy quipped, still filming everything. The terror in my eyes must have been priceless to these two animals as they just laughed. Roll over bitch and get on them knees, Jerrod commanded. I'm begging you Jerrod, please don't do this, please don't. I've been cooperative, I've done what you have asked, please don't do this to me I begged sobbing uncontrollably. Counselor, we gonna do this the hard way or the easy way, you choose. Still sobbing uncontrollably I rolled over on the bed and struggled to my knees. Spread em Monica, Jarrod commanded. All I could do is pray I would die or pass out; I just didn't want to go through this. Please, oh please I whimpered. I felt the bed sink in as Jerrod got on his knees between my spread legs. I was shaking all over as he began to rub his huge tool up and down over my tight hole. Jerrod please I begged, please, please don't. Then Jerrod reached his hand to my pussy and got it good and wet with my flowing juices and rubbed it all over my ass. He then took his middle finger and slowly slid it in to the hilt. I felt like I was going to throw up, but I knew this was NOTHING compared to what was coming. I'm gonna give you a break Monica, not that you deserve it. I'm gonna help you get used to it. Now relax and breathe through your mouth. Relax that spinster he said. I tried my best to relax and when I did he inserted another finger and moved it in and out and back and forth, sort of reaming me as it were. I knew he was loosening me up for the kill. Just relax Monica, he said. I'm trying Jerrod, I'm trying, but I'm scared. Just relax, I'm not going to hurt you, you hear? Ok I whimpered. Thank you. I felt a third finger go inside me and move all around when Jerrod said. I think she's ready for the big boy he laughed, Jeremy laughed along with him. Ok Monica, here we go. That was the first time I actually heard a human being inside this man. Ok, I replied. Just relax like I told you. Ok. Reach up here Monica and spread those ass cheeks for me, now. I reached up and with two hands I spread my ass cheeks as wide as I could. Then I felt his huge shaft come in contact with my ass. Oh gawd I thought, oh gawd. Jerrod pushed and his cock head popped into my asshole. I gagged as I thought I was going to puke. I told you to relax Monica, do ya want to do this the hard way or the easy way? The easy way I sobbed. I relaxed the best I could and I felt the rest of his shaft begin to penetrate me, little by little. At least he was going slowly I thought. I tried my best to control my gag reflexes as he continued to push until I felt his balls come to rest on my pussy and I knew he was all the way in. I was numb, I couldn't feel anything. "That asshole is opening up nicely Ms. Monica," Jerrod laughed. Getting it all on film Jeremy laughed. "What a show. This gonna sell for thousands on the internet, especially when we fuck her in both holes at the same time," Jeremy howled. Oh no I thought. Oh no. Jerrod kept still for a few minutes till my ass became adjusted to his big intruder. You ready Monica? Jerrod asked.I hope so, I answered. Ok, here we go. Jerrod pulled all the way out to the head and then slowly pushed back in. Ohhhhhhhh, Jerrod moaned, that feels real good; bitch got a nice tight ass. I started to dry heave as he pushed this big pole inside me. Damn girl, when you do that you about squeeze my cock off with that tight asshole, do it, again he laughed. I could see that Jeremy moving closer to get a better angle of Jerrod's big cock penetrating me. Then I felt Jerrod's hand reach under me and start to rub my clit. The prick was going to try and make me cum while he was fucking my ass. He continued to rub my clit as I began to feel the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of me. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing came out except heaving. Then I felt Jerrod begin to move in and out a little faster as he rubbed my clit harder and faster. Jeremy moved the IPhone close to my face as my eyes rolled back into my head. "Holy shit man!" Jeremy shouted to Jerrod, "I think she's gonna cum."It was then that a blood curling scream emanated from deep inside by being. Jeremy pushed my face into the pillow as I screamed for all I was worth. I was cumming, in both ends, I couldn't believe it, but it was true. A double orgasm, as he pumped in my ass and assaulted my clit. My throat was raw from screaming into the pillow as my world was turned upside down and I was consumed in a full body orgasm. When I lifted my head from the pillow, there to greet me was Jeremy stroking his cock and it began to squirt in my face, at the same time I felt Jarrod begin to blast off inside me. I instinctively opened my mouth and let him cum down my throat. I swallowed and swallowed as his hose kept pumping cum into my mouth and Jarrod unloaded in my ass. That's when everything went black and I collapsed on the bed.For the next hour I was in and out of conciseness as I only vaguely remember Jeremy positioning himself underneath me ramming his cock into my pussy as Jerrod continued fucking my ass. I can't remember if I came again but I do remember the two of them simultaneously cumming inside me laughing and howling all the while. Then I blacked out completely. The clock on the bed stand said 3am when I finally came to. I didn't know if I was alone or not so I gingerly turned in the bed to see if anyone else where there. Empty. They were gone. Thank gawd I though. I swung my legs over the bed to get up and the pain in my ass was unbearable. It was burning and aching as my head began to spin again. I just sat there until I got my bearing and put my head between my legs to get the blood flowing again. Flashbacks began to emerge from my fucked up mind, , especially the two of them in me at the same time, grunting and violating me. I knew I would never be the same again, normal sex would never be an option, I knew they would never leave me alone, they would come back time after time and who knows what other perverted plans they had in mind for me, I was sure they would share me with as many of their other friends as they could. Finally I was able to maneuver myself onto my feet and walk toward the bathroom. The house was empty; it was like nothing happened, like it was a dream, except for the pain in my ass. I got to the shower and turned it on and fell on my knees. Oh gawd did it ever feel good. Once I could think straight I began to realize that this would NEVER be over. They had the film, and they would be back for me. I could count on it. What was I going to do? How would my life ever be the same again? It was ruined. All that I had hoped and prayed for was now reduced to NOTHING by these two animals. The only thing I could think to do was to leave Brian, now, right away before he returned home. He would know something was up and if he didn't I could be sure he would receive a copy of the tape making him more than aware that I did not belong to him any longer. I could not bear to see his face. He had finally started to trust me and now this. There is no way I could ever explain this away, it just would not happen. My life was over; I would have to go into hiding the rest of my days. Nothing else seemed reasonable. I finally drug myself back to bed where I laid sobbing like a baby till I finally fell asleep. I was startled by the phone ringing; the clock said 8:39am. It was Alyssa on the caller ID. I picked up the phone and managed a weak Hello. Monica, I heard a sobbing Alyssa say, are you awake? I am now Alyssa, what can I do for you? "Monica, the police just left.""Why?" I asked.Well Jarrod and his friend Jeremy must have been out drinking and when they were driving home they lost control of the car and it ran head on into a telephone pole and they both died instantly. I jumped up off the bed as I held the phone tight to my ear. "My gawd Alyssa, that's terrible.""Monica, what time did Jarrod leave your house?"I thought for a second and said, well right after he talked to you he got a call and said he had to go meet a friend. So I guess it must have been around 8 or so. "So he didn't hurt you anymore?" "No Alyssa," I lied, "he didn't." "Monica, can you come over and sit with me?""Of course Alyssa, I will be over shortly." I didn't know whether to laugh, to cry, to rejoice or just scream Hallelujah. I just chose to fall on my knees and say "THANK YOU LORD". No one would ever be the wiser. It was a miracle, for sure. A week has passed since the tragedy; the church had a funeral and burial for Jarrod and Jeremy. There were a lot of tears and chatter about what a "good man" Jerrod was. I thought to myself, if only they knew. But no one would ever know. Ever. It turned out the phone that contained the video was so badly damaged that Alyssa just threw it out, and as justice would have it, there was an insurance policy for $1,000,000 and Alyssa was the beneficiary. She actually never really said it, but I know she was relieved. *It's been two months now since that fateful night, and we have become friends. She is dating a really nice white guy and we go out to dinner often. Brian likes them and commented one night in bed that it was a shame we never got to know Jerrod better. I thought to myself, Thank the Lord... God is GoodEND~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 81 |
jennifer.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/39/jennifer.txt | My girlfriend Jennifer and I were out of town for the weekend, and wanted to see some sights. I get very horny when we go out and she dresses like a naughty little cock teaser: a mini skirt, thin white blouse with no bra so her pert nipples stick out, fishnets with a garter, spike heels and no panties, so afterward when she's hot and wet from teasing guys rock hard with her perfect little body. Of course I have easy access to her pussy without the hassle of panties.We stopped at one club that seemed to be mostly empty. It looked kind of dirty from the outside but I was sure that was because the neighborhood was rundown and that the inside would look better. We parked the car and made our way to the club. The guys hanging around outside the club whistled and made rude, explicit comments about Jennifer as we walked by, making me think that maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Not to judge the people hanging around outside, but we hoped the people inside were a little more like us, college students out to relieve a little pressure from studying.The bouncers at the door looked dirty and greasy and kind of rough but seemed nice enough. As we walked in looking for a table, all eyes were on Jenny swinging that hot ass of hers. We sat down at a table close to the dance floor. We had a few drinks and Jenny started to loosen up and flirt with guys at the table next to us. The four black guys wasted no time moving in on my girlfriend as I went to take a leak. When I came back to the table they were laughing and downing new drinks they must have brought. The largest of the four guys was standing next to Jennifer, huge bulge filling the front of his pants no more than a foot from her face. Even in the dim light I could see her looking at the bulge. He grabbed her by the wrist and said lets dance, and dragged her to the dance floor with one of the other guys following. She looked at me as if to say, "What do I do?"A bump and grind song starting playing and the three of them started moving almost as one. They sandwiched Jennifer between them, one rubbing his crotch on her little white ass like he was fucking her from behind, the other rubbing himself on her front side. He was so tall his waist was up to her chest, so the big bulge that was in his pants at the table was now only inches from Jennifer's eyes. I got to admit it kind of turned me on, watching these guys rubbing their cocks on my girl with her enjoying it. She hadn't looked back at me since she went out on the floor, instead she watched this muscular black mans bulge moving back and forth in front of her, like she was hypnotized.I could clearly see her nipples from the table. They moved across the floor and around the corner out of sight, both guys holding an arm like they were forcing her to move with them. I got up and went quickly over to where I'd seen them last. There was nothing there but a door. As I went through the door the other guys from our table followed me. Now I was getting worried. I ran up the stairs and opened the door just as the guys following me caught hold of my arms and pressed a 9mm into my ribs and whispered in my ear, "We're going to have a little fun with your woman, sit down over there and enjoy the show."I looked around the room and saw Jennifer being bent over a filthy, stained and torn couch. As she was pulled forward her mini skirt rode up and my "friends" and I could see her milky white thighs, garters, and just a hint of her sweet, tight, shaved pussy. Damn she looked hot! The tallest guy held her arms as his friend pulled her top off exposing her beautiful titties I've fucked and came on so many times. The guys holding my arms said, "You move and we'll throw her out the window."I sat back. Jennifer looked at me and whimpered, "Do something Mark!" Not wanting to see her get splattered on the sidewalk, I sat still as they surrounded Jennifer and started groping her sweet body and pulling their pants off and tearing off her mini. I've got a good-sized cock but three of these guys were huge, the other was massive! The tall guy with the horse cock (at least 13") held it to Jennifer's lips and rubbed it all over her face. One guy, hard as a rock and at least 9" sat next to her and leered, "Sit on my lap sweet thing." Jennifer looked at me briefly while climbing on to her first black cock, grimaced and slowly slid her tight pussy over the first invader. "Owwww!!" she complained and that turned into low groaning as she slowly moved up and down his now very wet, shiny, black pole. The other two cocks rubbing her face were now taking turns fucking the back of her throat while they held her head, trying to force her to swallow something too big for her throat.The last guy walked up behind my proper girlfriend who was now loudly moaning and writhing. She had turned into a cock hungry slut! He smiled stuck his finger up her virgin ass before sticking his black cock up her poop chute. I've never seen her shake, moan and quiver like that. Two cocks fucking her face, with her now holding them tight, sucking for all she's worth, riding a big cock and now one hammering her formerly tight ass! Damn she liked it! Damn I liked it!I started jacking off right there, just as her ass fucker shot his load and backed off. I thought I'd fuck her ass next! Wrong! Mr. Horse Cock walked around to her ass bouncing up and down at hyper-speed grabbed her thighs just as the others came in her pussy and mouth. He picked her up and set her down in front of me and she immediately gobbled down my cock without even looking at me. As Horse Cock slid into her pussy her eyes rolled back into her head and she shook, tittles bouncing back and forth as he jack hammered her pussy until we both filled her with cum in about a minute. Our "friends" wiped their spent slippery cocks on Jennifer's shirt dressed and walked out without saying a word. So did we. We went back to our hotel and crashed. I didn't get any laid for a few days after, she was to sore. We haven't mentioned the event since. I wonder if she'd go back to that club with me 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 |
lamar3.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/31/lamar3.txt | Lamar had just received one of the best blow jobs of his life. "Dam girl that was hot."Lamar stood Cris up, and pulled her on to the bed. "Take your cloths off girl.""You want more Lamar?""Oh yeah.""I take it your not in a hurry to get to the Key's." Cris pulled her blouse over her head. "The Key's can wait, first I have to have me some of that fine pussy of yours."Cris rolled over on her back and lifting her legs squirmed out of her jeans. Quickly removing her panties, she rolled over on her side and gently began stroking Lamar's cock and balls. "Lamar I can't believe this, everything has happened so fast. Just a few weeks ago I was a happily married woman and now look at me.""Baby you just thought you were happily married, cause you never had a black man before.""Really, you mean any black man could satisfy me just like you do." Cris started laughing."No and don't you get no idea's, I just mean any black man would have been better than that husband of yours, by the way what happened today. You talked with Steve, what happened.""Nothing that I want to talk about, that's ancient history now.""Okay, so are you two finished.""Yes, does that scare you, I'm free now, any second thoughts?""No." Lamar admired Cris' body as he gently cupped her breast and rolled her thick brown nipple between his fingers. Cris was his now, suddenly, and Lamar thought about that. Now that the chase was over, the game done, some of the excitement was diminished. Cris was still beautiful a great conquest, still something was missing now.As if she were reading his thoughts Cris asked. "Lamar do you love me?""Yes.""You sure.""Girl you insecure.""Well lets see, just left my husband, I might be pregnant and no place to live, did I leave anything out?""Cris I told you not to worry, you can stay here. Besides girl, you have a checking account don't you, savings too?'"Yes."Lamar let his hand drift down to Cris pubic mound. Slowly he let his finger drift over Cris' budding clitoris. Cris shuddered and opened her legs inviting Lamar to touch her further."How much do you think you have?"Cris had reached down to grasp Lamar's cock and his touch was making it difficult to think."A thousand or two in checking. Almost thirty-five thousand in savings, why.""I'll tell you later." Lamar kissed Cris and pushed two fingers deep into her wet pussy. Lamar found himself getting hard again. Great he thought, enough money to pay the big fucker and then some. Then he pulled Cris on top as he rolled on to his back. Instinctively Cris reached between her legs and guided Lamar's cock into her wet slit. Cris reveled in the pleasure she received by rubbing Lamar's big cock head between the folds of her pussy lips. Between Lamar's pre-cum and her wetness his cock slipped into place easily. Cris had learned to relax with Lamar, she had gotten comfortable with his size and now couldn't get enough it seemed. Pushing down with her weight in a rapid succession of strokes, she had managed to bury his big black cock to the hilt. The fit was perfect and slowly she began grinding her cunt against his abdomen. With each rocking of her hips she could feel Lamar's cock head rubbing up against the nub of her cervix."You like this black cock don't you?""Oh yes baby.""You want me to cum in you don't you?""Yes if you want to Lamar, I want you to."Cris was his, Lamar knew it. Eye's closed, biting her lip, Cris was very sexy. Lamar enjoyed the snug feel of Cris' pussy and pondered a permanent relationship. What would it be like, just one woman, maybe kids. Lamar found himself in something of a conundrum. One part of him deeply cared for Cris, the other, warned him not to become to involved, that life would become mundane, ordinary. Cris' gushing orgasm brought him back to reality. Lamar's balls and abdomen were suddenly wet with Cris' cum. Dam he had never met a woman who would get so wet. Reaching around Cris' ass, Lamar wet his finger with her lubricant and then inserted his index finger in Cris' tight little butt.Cris was already in the throws of an explosive orgasm when Lamar began finger fucking her ass. The pleasure was exquisite. Cris could hardly contain herself as Lamar started talking to her."Girl you like that don't you, you like my finger up your ass. I bet you'd like me to fuck you in the ass. Tell me is that what you want."Cris had never really given it much thought until Lamar had mentioned it. Cris found she loved the sensation. Lamar began working a second finger into her rectum. Cris felt the second penetration and immediately came."Oh god I don't know what feels better. Fuck me baby, fuck my pussy, fuck my ass.""Cris I'm not wearing a rubber.""I know," Cris said breathlessly. Cris was past caring.Lamar was amazed at how easily his finger's slid in and out of Cris' ass. Burying both fingers as deeply as possible Lamar began pulling up on Cris' ass with each stroking of his cock. The effect on Cris was predictable as she moaned with pleasure."I'm getting close girl, so fucking close. I want you to turn over baby I want to fuck your ass."Cris stopped moving, unsure about Lamar's request. Lamar's two fingers were one thing, his cock another. Rolling over on her stomach, Cris offered up her ass to Lamar."Go easy baby, I'm never done this before."Lamar's cock was coated with Cris' lubricant. Spitting on his hand Lamar worked his two fingers back into Cris' tight little rectum then with a reaming motion pumped two fingers in and out several times in order to prepare Cris for his cock. Lamar then removed his fingers and placed his cock head into the gaping hole created by his fingers."Oh Lamar easy, easy.""Relax girl just relax."Cris began to relax and as she did Lamar's cock head slipped past the tight ring of her rectum. the penetration was like nothing she had ever experienced. Cris' entire body convulsed as Lamar drove his cock deep into her ass.Cris moved her hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit furiously. Lamar was taking her places that quite frankly she had never imagined in her wildest fantasy.Lamar was taking measured strokes slowly driving his cock deeper with each movement. The tightness of her anus was driving Lamar wild as he tried to hold back his orgasm. Lamar realized then that he had created a bit of a sex monster. The innocent little wife he had met at the gym just weeks before was now using every orifice on her body to please him and herself."God I love your cock Lamar, it feels so fucking good. Oh that is so good fuck me harder baby, fuck my ass. I'm cumming Lamar, OH GOD!""I'm cumming too, Fuck god dam." Lamar exploded deep in Cris bowels. Forcing himself deeper with every ejaculation. Lamar could feel the contractions of Cris' rectum as she spasmed in orgasm. Finally Lamar, spent, rolled over and pulled out of Cris, leaving a gaping whole filled with sperm."Damn girl, that was some good booty.""You liked that?""Yeah girl, how about you?""That was my first time and yes I liked it, I liked it a lot honey." Cris was still deep in the afterglow of the multiple orgasms she had just experienced. Cris rubbed her fingers across Lamar's nipples. No one had ever made Cris feel like that."Cris you need to get that money out of your bank and to a safe place.""What?""I'm assuming Steve threw you out of the house. Next he will take your money girl, get real, you better put it in a safe place."I guess I could open a new account and put half in there.""Right and then Steve's lawyers would get a court order and freeze your money, then guess what no house, no money. that's the way it works.""What do you think I should do?""I know what you should do, listen."By the time the couple were on the way to the Key's, Lamar convinced Cris that it was in her best interest to withdraw all the money and place it in his checking account for safe keeping. Thirty-two thousand dollars and change less than half of what Lamar needed, a start. Glancing over at Cris he watched her. Cris was basking in the sun that was coming through the sunroof, wind blowing her long dark hair. Lamar justified taking Cris' money, though this time it felt different. With Ann he felt he disserved it, the bitch had gotten what she wanted and at the end she had become more demanding. Ann changed almost overnight from a meek innocent white woman, to a woman who wanted things her way or fuck you. Cris was different, hell they were starting a family.Later that afternoon Steve woke with a splitting headache. Bits and pieces of the events of the previous days began filtering back into his mind. Fuck what have I done he wondered as he went to the front door and cracked it open. The heat and bright son causing him to squint as he looked out on the front yard. Cris cloths were gone. Fuck. Closing the door Steve walked back to the bedroom and checked Cris things. Much of her clothing was missing and so was her jewelry. Cris had been home. Steve then checked the bathroom, dam even her bath stuff was missing.Steve showered and drove over to Lamar's home. What exactly he would do was undetermined, the main thing was to get Cris back, no matter what that entailed. Arriving at Lamar's, Steve rang the bell, then banged on the door. With no answer, Steve walked around to the garage and peered through the window. Cris' car was parked inside, the Porsche missing. Cris was with Lamar, fuck. Steve called work, Lamar would be out for a week. Steve didn't know what to do so he drove back to Lamar's and waited out front.Steve waited the best part of the day for his wife and Lamar to return. For sure Steve was still angry with Cris, but that anger had softened considerably. Now that the idea he might loose his soul mate for good was beginning to sink in, he realized her new found lover was just as much his fault if not more. So Steve decided to wait in front of Lamar's no matter how long it took.Lamar had never been to the Key's before, the beach wasn't really his thing. Still it was hard not to argue that the car ride was like a sea cruse. With bridge after bridge, it was after all island hoping. The four hour ride in the Porsche passed quickly. Off season, the couple found a charming little cottage with it's own garden for the next few days and settled in. The couple didn't even wait to unpack before making love. It was in the shower after that first session that Cris noticed the small trickle of blood. The weight of the world seemed to have been lifted off her shoulders, her period had begun.Jumping on the bed, with nothing but a towel rapped around her Cris was beaming. "Lamar honey guess what, my friend paid me a visit.""What are you talking about girl?""My period, it just started." Cris thought Lamar would be happy but the serious look he gave said otherwise."Lamar , you are not happy, why?""I was getting use to the idea I was going to be a father." Lamar was really thinking that this put Steve back in the game, things would have been easier if she were pregnant."Oh baby, I didn't realize, but it really is better this way, no pressure.""Of course your right Cris.""At first I thought you were upset because we wouldn't be able to make love for the next five days.""Well now that you mention it.""Lamar baby, there are other places you can put it in remember."Lamar smiled. "That's my girl, get over here and get rid of the towel."The couple spent the next four days in the Key's. Cris was getting more and more comfortable with Lamar. Lamar was smart, a bit serious, but extremely sexy, Cris couldn't help falling for him. Cris also grew to like the attention the couple caused when they walked into a room. Cris knew she was attractive, but now it seemed as if every man in the room was admiring her. Cris noticed the women staring too, was it envy, Cris wasn't sure, but she liked those looks too. Then there was the sex, god the sex was good. Cris found she liked sucking Lamar's cock so much she would literally cum at the taste of Lamar's sperm. Plus if some one would have told Cris one month ago she would love anal sex, she would have thought them crazy. Lamar over the next five days would repeatedly fuck Cris in the ass and she loved it. During that time Cris wondered on several occasions about how Steve was doing. Steve had been calling her cell phone hourly. Lamar had told her not to listen to his ranting, but Cris outside Lamar's presence did listen to her husbands pleas. Half the time he would yell obscenities the rest of the time beg her to come home. Cris' anger had subsided with the passage of time and now Cris found she missed her husband's conversation and his ability to make her laugh. At the same time she was sure that Steve was still angry and that the best thing for both of them was to spend some time apart.The couple returned home on the fifth day. Pulling up in front of his home Lamar and Cris found Steve waiting in his car."Lamar stay in the car, I need to talk to him.""Cris let me call the police." Lamar picked up his cell phone."Lamar please don't, let me talk to him for just a minute. Believe me everything will be alright."Cris got out of the car the same time that Steve did. Cris couldn't believe Steve appearance. Steve hadn't shaved in a week and looked as if he'd been sleeping in his cloth for a couple of days. Steve's face was drawn and he had definitely lost some weight. Cris heart went out to him. Cris was about to tell him how sorry she was when Steve exploded."Were the fuck have you been, I've been waiting here for you, for days, why don't you answer the fucking phone huh, to busy fucking your nigger." "Steve closed the distance between them so fast it surprised Cris. Steve grabbed Cris' wrist and began pulling her to his car."Steve wait what are you doing.""Taking you the fuck home," Steve roared.Cris started pulling back against Steve when suddenly Lamar streaked into her view striking Steve viciously in the back of his head. Steve instantly released his grip and went face down into the driveway. The fall causing more damage than the punch."Go inside Cris.""Lamar don't, please don't!" But before Cris could finish her sentence Lamar kicked Steve in the ribs as Steve was trying to get up. Steve collapsed on the lawn. Cris was going to Steve's assistance when Lamar took her into his arms. Cris struggled to get free. "Lamar let me go, he's hurt.""Cris stop, stop right now. The guy is crazy Cris, I didn't hurt him, I was afraid for you now lets go inside. Cris was about to protest when a police car came screeching to a stop in front of the house."You alright lady," the police officer asked as he jumped out of the car. "Yes." Lamar quickly explained as the second officer attended to Steve. Steve was in a daze and bleeding from the nose and mouth. The officer started handcuffing Steve when Cris protested. Finally Cris was able to persuade Lamar not to press charges for trespassing and assault. The police released Steve, but not before warning Steve to stay away from Cris and Lamar. Cris watched Steve drive away, holding his t-shirt to his bloody nose and mouth. Steve gave Cris a look of dejection and resignation. Lamar pulled Cris away from the door and took her into his arms."Don't worry baby everything will be alright." Lamar could feel Cris chest heave against his as she broke down in tears."Lamar I've hurt him so bad, I never meant to hurt him like that."Cris couldn't see Lamar smiling as he squeezed her tight. "Don't worry girl I'm right here with you and I'm not going anywhere."Once inside Cris thanked Lamar for not having Steve arrested. "He was so crazy Lamar, what have I done, Steve hates me, my family, everyone hates me.""Baby don't say that, I love you and your family will come around.""You think so.""Sure they will and soon." Lamar held Cris close, stroking her back."Lamar my period is over, make love to me please, I need you so bad.""Girl all you have to do is ask."Lying on her back, cum trickling from her open slit, Cris promised herself she would go home and retrieve her diaphragm. Cris still wanted a child, her biological clock was ticking and she felt it's overwhelming urges, but now was not the time. Steve drove home packed a bag and jumped into his car. Stopping at an ATM Steve tried to withdraw some money but the account balance was less than fifty dollars. Steve then stopped at the bank to check on the savings account, it too had been ransacked. Cris evidently had made her decision, broken Steve decided the best thing for him to do was visit his younger brother in Gainesville."Andrew it's Steve you mind if I come up to stay for awhile. No she won't be with me. Long story. Bro those Gator coeds, they back on campus. Great man. I'll see you in a couple."It was three days later when Julian surprised Lamar in the parking lot, just as Lamar got out of his car to go to his office. Pinning him against the garage wall, Lamar was helpless."Hey mother fucker, how come you didn't call me.""I..." was all Lamar managed to say, before Julian banged Lamar's head against the concrete. Lamar dizzy would have fallen but for Julian holding him up by his lapels."You aren't fucking with me are you, cause I don't like it when people fuck with me, now were is my fucking money."Lamar could hardly talk. "I got a check right here man, a check for thirty.""You fuckin' think I'm a dumb fuck don't you." Julian tightened his grip on Lamar's coat, at the same time lifting Lamar on to his toes."Wait, wait, I'll get you cash I have thirty now and I'll get the rest for you, but I need time.""That's what I like to see cooperation. Were is the money?""The bank.""Good lets take my car, that way you don't get lost on the way."Since returning from the Key's Cris had made several calls to Steve, left messages and even went by the house. Steve was gone. Steve's work didn't know were he was and could only relay the fact that he was on an extended leave of absence. Cris even called Steve's brother Andrew, who informed Cris not to call back, because Steve didn't want to talk to her. Cris thought about driving up to Gainesville to see Steve, but was afraid to tell Lamar. Lamar had checked her cell phone history and when he discovered she had been calling Steve he went ballistic."When Cris called her parents she found out that Steve's sister had already called. Jane, the bitch had given her mother all the sordid details. For twenty minutes she tried to explain, but her parents would hear nothing of her explanation. "Call Steve, tell him you made a mistake, for god sake beg him, you've lost your mind." How could she tell her parents her husband was in the attic jerking off while she was fucking her black lover. Needless to say the conversation was a disaster.Cris was also getting pressure from Lamar to avoid all contact with Steve."How can you love me and call that pervert Cris. Look," Lamar said "when you thought you were pregnant, oh boy, you couldn't get enough of me, now the story is changing. If you talk with Steve then just get your shit and get out."Cris was devastated by Lamar's attitude. Cris remembered how she felt when she thought she was pregnant. Lamar had said he would stand by her no matter what happened. Lamar had been true to his word at least Cris thought so. Now it seemed she was hurting the one person who had been there for her. In any event on the same day Lamar made his trip to the bank with Julian, Cris was served with divorce papers. Steve was making Cris' choice easy.Late that afternoon Lamar's secretary informed him that there was a Ann Wiles waiting to see him. Learning Ann was alone Lamar agreed to see her."Hello Lamar how are you."Ann was wearing a white sun dress, cut low in front and showing lot's of cleavage. A lot more than Lamar remembered."Ann I saw your boy this morning, I should have the rest of your money in a week or two. So what do you want.""Do you need more time Lamar?"Lamar looked Ann over again, the woman looked better than ever. Tanned and very fit, very fuckable.Ann caught Lamar's look and gave him a Sharon Stone leg crossing."Ann I can't believe you, first you send that nigger after me, then you come in here like nothing has happened.""I miss you Lamar, that's all."Ann caught Lamar completely off guard. Lamar had wondered if she still had feelings for him. Maybe he could play Ann into giving him more time."I'm sorry Ann things turned out like they did.""You mean the part were you left me or the part were you took off with my money.""Ann I really did mean to call you."Ann uncrossed and crossed her legs again. "Right." Ann tried to sound indignant.Lamar loved the game and he felt himself getting hard. "Seriously, some shit happened and I had to spend some of the money, gambling. I'm sorry, but after that I figured you would be pissed and well I didn't call.""Lamar you should of know I could never be angry with you. Lamar I love you." What did she ever see in Lamar, Ann couldn't believe the ego Lamar was sporting. Ann continued the play, Lamar she could see was biting hook, line, and sinker.Lamar couldn't believe his good fortune, maybe there was a way to get out of paying Ann off completely."You mean you could forgive me Ann." Lamar stood up and walked around to the back of Ann's chair."Lamar you should of called me."Lamar placed his hands on Ann's shoulders. Gently he began massaging Ann."God Ann I forgot how beautiful you are." Leaning over Lamar whispered in Ann's ear. "You know for what it's worth I really did miss you and all those good times we had."For a moment Ann had to remind herself what the bastard had put her through. One thing for sure Lamar hadn't lost his touch."You mean that Lamar."Lamar let his hands slide down to the top of Ann's dress. Not meeting resistance Lamar slipped his hands between Ann's dress and cupped her large tits. Ann let out a sigh of total surrender as Lamar pinched and pulled her fat hard nipples."I like your tits Ann, their beautiful."Acting as if she were about to cum, Ann just moaned."Open your legs for me Ann and pull your skirt back." Fuck she was as hot for him as ever, thought Lamar as he watched Ann pull back her dress. Ann's vulva was almost black against her olive skin. Ann's pussy was perfectly bare and beads of moisture flashed in the light as she spread her legs wide.Instinctively Ann slid her hand between her legs and started rubbing her clit."You always did know what I liked girl." Ann had to admit she missed Lamar. "Your not worried some one might come in.""Your right, let me lock the door."When Lamar turned around to face Ann again, she had moved. Ann was sitting on the edge of his desk, legs spread wide. Ann's face was twisted in a grimace as she rubbed her clit furiously."Come here Lamar, I want you to fuck me, it's been a long time."One thing about Ann she had definitely learned how to push Lamar's buttons. Lamar wasted little time dropping his trousers in front of Ann's open legs. Taking his long black cock Lamar started rubbing the head of his cock against Ann's slit."Ohh that feels good mister, it's been a long time. Have you missed my pussy sugar." Ann's southern accent always seemed strange to Lamar given the fact Ann was Jewish.Lamar had worked the head of his cock into Ann's super saturated cunt. Slowly he pushed his cock in deeper."What cat got your tongue.""This sweet pussy of yours has got me baby.""That's what I like to hear my black man say, you are my black man aren't you sugar."Lamar could feel Ann's cunt muscles expertly milking his cock, the feeling was prodigiously good. "Oh yeah that feels so good.""Then fuck me Lamar, fuck me with that big cock of yours honey.""Shhhhh, girl not so loud.""Then fuck me harder Lamar, fuck me." Then Ann let loose with a loud scream as she came. "Oh yeah I'm cumming sugar. Yes, yes, yes, harder. Ann began to buck as papers fell off of Lamar's desk. Ann wanted to stress Lamar and her vocalization was having the desired effect.Lamar came hard in spite of the fact that everyone in the office had heard Ann's orgasm. At the same time Lamar pumped his cock in and out of Ann's gash at a torrid pace. Sperm filling her vagina to capacity. Ann pulled Lamar's face to hers and they kissed.The intercom buzzed and Lamar signaled Ann to remain quite. Lamar's secretary was just checking with Lamar to make sure everything was alright. Hell Lamar was already the talk of the office, with what had happened with Steve and Cris, now this. Turning to Ann who was straitening her dress he asked, "So were are you staying Ann?"Testing the water Ann said, "With you sugar.""Ann you can't, I mean now is not a good time."Ann could see Lamar was uncomfortable. Ann knew why, but she wanted Lamar to squirm. "Don't tell me you've fallen in love with someone Lamar, not you.""I am involved Ann.""Really, I thought you told me you missed me. You living with some one.""Sort of.""Does she know about you Lamar, about your past.""What are you getting at Ann?"Ann retrieved a handkerchief from her purse and lifting her skirt placed it against her sopping slit. "God it's a good thing I'm on birth control sugar, I forgot just how much you cum. That girl, Cris is her name right? She moved in with you already. Her poor, poor, husband. She got a taste of black cock and now he's history, huh?"Lamar realized Ann had been talking with Julian. Smiling at Ann's perceptiveness Lamar answered, "I guess you could say so.""This girl Cris, I hear she's quite attractive.""Yes, Ann she is.""When can I meet her."Lamar didn't want to fuck things up with Ann, he was sure given a little time he could talk her out of the money. At the same time he didn't want to jeopardize his relationship with Cris. "I'm not sure.""Sugar, Julian told you about those awful check forging allegations my awful husband wants to bring. I hope to goodness it don't cost you this job and that woman of yours."Losing his temper for the first time Lamar fumed. "Ann you know that's a bunch of shit.""I know that sugar, I know. remember that little blonde co-ed from Duke you seduced, remember how much fun we had with her. Let's put all this awful money stuff behind us Lamar. I just want to spend some time with you sugar even if it means sharing."Ann was running her long nails up and down Lamar's neck eliciting goose bumps as she spoke. Lamar often thought about that young blonde Karen. The nights the three of them had spent together had been electrifying. Lamar's cock started to stir again. Perhaps there was a way Lamar could have Cris and Ann's money, after all Ann could teach Cris a few things."Ann you know I really did miss you." Lamar slid his hand up between Ann's legs and watched her close her eye's as he dipped two fingers in her cum soaked pussy. Satisfied he could control Ann, they made plans for Cris' seduction."Amanda you mean your husband knows about Rodney." Cris hadn't spoke to Amanda in some time and wanted to catch up on things."Yes and he's not to happy, but fuck the bastard.""Christ Amanda what are you going to do?""Good question girlfriend, Rodney is great in bed, but currently out of work. That apartment of his is temporary at best. How about you and Lamar, things good?""Things have been happening so fast, you know I thought I was pregnant for awhile. Lamar was the best, very supportive. You know Lamar was genuinely upset when I gave him the news that I wasn't pregnant. He really wants to start a family.""Wow I didn't realize you guys were so serious. Cris I saw Steve last night at Ric's, he was with someone. They were going at it pretty good. Steve saw me, but didn't say hello.""Who was it Amanda?" Cris for the first time in her life felt the sting of jealously."That girl from the gym Debbie. Honestly I don't know what he sees in her, just another bottle blond bimbo.""Well I hope he's happy." Cris really didn't mean it, but what else could she say."So what are you doing tonight.""I don't know. Lamar called and told me an old friend of his came into town and needs a place to stay for a couple of days. Anyway don't stay a stranger, lets go out soon." Hanging up Cris began straighten the guest room for Lamar's friend.When Lamar walked in from the garage Cris was sure the surprise had registered on her face. There before her stood a beautiful woman, Mediterranean in looks, who spoke with a bit of a Southern draw. Lamar introduced the women and indicated that Ann would be staying for a few days.That evening the three of them went to dinner and had a few drinks. Cris had been apprehensive at first, Ann was very beautiful. Cris had wondered if Lamar and Ann had some type of history, but Lamar assured her that was not the case. According to Lamar and later confirmed by Ann, Ann had married a dear friend of Lamar's who had died in a car wreck several months before. Ann was now looking for work and a place to stay.The next morning Lamar went to work leaving the two women home alone. Cris an early riser was surprised to find Ann already up and brewing coffee. The two had hit it off the previous night. The two women even stayed up after Lamar had gone to bed and had a couple of glasses of wine. Unfortunately Cris was a little hung over as a result of the liquor."Good morning Cris, how about some coffee.""That's sweet, but I don't know if it will help.""What's a matter sugar a little hung over.""Oh yeah.""I saw some tomato juice, do you have any vodka.""Oh no Ann not this early.""Why not, you told me last night you don't work and you have nothing planned for the day. Honey Let Ann make you one of her famous Bloody Marys and I promise you'll feel lots better.""Alright you talked me into it. I think Lamar keeps the liquor in that cabinet over there." Cris watched Ann move around the kitchen as she made the drinks. Cris hadn't noticed Ann's body last night. Ann had dressed in a rather conservative pant suit. Now walking around in nothing but a workout t-shirt and panties Cris couldn't help but notice how beautiful and well maintained Ann's body was.Catching Cris' look Ann asked coyly, "something wrong sugar?""You work out a lot?""A little.""Your in great shape Ann. Easy on that vodka girlfriend.""Thank you. That's what makes my Mary's so good. What do you say we go out by the pool, it's beautiful out."Grabbing their drinks the two women went out by the pool. Cris had on one of Lamar's basketball jerseys on and a pair of his boxers. Sitting down Ann returned the compliment."I see you hit the gym a lot. That figures, Lamar loves to work out, is that were you two met.""I do and your right on the second count." The conversation between the two women came easy. Cris felt as thought Ann were an old best friend. Half way through the third drink Ann stood up exclaiming that it was getting warm. Ann then preceded to pull her t-shirt over her head. Shaking out her long hair, Ann looked at Cris."You don't mind do you, it's so beautiful out, isn't it.""Yes it is," Cris answered trying not to stare at Ann's large breasts. Cris had noticed Ann's nipples before, it was hard to miss those finger thick protrusions through the thin cotton of the ratty t. Now exposed to the cool air of late morning, they looked even bigger."Cris do you have any sun tan lotion.""Yes I'll get it for you." When Cris stood she felt a little woozy. Two and a half drinks and Cris was starting to feel them. Cris promised herself she would slow down. Upon her return Cris found Ann lying face down on the chase, completely nude.Ann heard Cris approaching and purposely turned over giving Cris a good look at her body. Ann always became aroused during situations like this. Ann wondered if Cris could smell the scent of Ann's womanhood. God Ann loved the chase, especially if her prey was a first timer and Ann was fairly sure Cris was inexperienced with women. Ann reached out and took the oil from Cris. "Thanks sugar, this old skin of mine needs all the help it can get." Ann placed some oil on her hand and sitting up began rubbing the oil on to her long legs. Ann purposely took her time as she started at her feet and worked her way up her legs. Teasing Cris with glimpses of her pussy."Your skin looks great Ann." Cris picked up her drink and finished it. Ann's skin was tanned to a dark olive color and looked absolutely flawless."Why thank you. Sugar you ever been to Europe, it's such a nice place. The people are so open and the beaches, cloths are optional you know. Sugar you going to join me," Ann reached out and tugged on Cris' jersey.Not wanting to seem like a prude Cris slipped the jersey over her head. "No we were planning on going this summer, but then all this stuff happened."Ann felt herself become more aroused, Cris was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Cris tell me about your husband, but first let me make you a drink.""Boxers too Cris."Slipping her boxers off Cris laughed, "You know I never do this, lie out nude, it's fun." Cris took a sip of her new drink. "Hmm this taste strong." Cris glanced over at Ann, who at the moment was sitting facing her. Ann parted her legs giving Cris a good look at her hairless pussy. Was Ann doing it on purpose, Cris wondered.Ann took in Cris' body now that she was completely nude. Cris breasts were about the same size as Ann's, but completely natural. their nipple's were strikingly similar, very dark thick and long. The only difference was Cris' areolas were smaller than a silver dollar and Ann's were a good two inches in diameter. Ann also noticed that while Cris' hair was dark brown, the small patch on her pubic mound was almost black. What intrigued Ann the most though was Cris' vulva. Cris' cunt lips extended about three-quarters of an inch and the skin color was very dark almost black, much darker than her skin. Ann attributed the color to Cris' Latin background."Well I have just the thing to go with that drink." Ann pulled out a fat joint. "You smoke?'"No.""Good another first. Sugar in Europe all the beaches are topless and plenty are totally nude. Now you tell me about your X." Ann lit the joint took a toke and passed it to Cris. "Go on sugar it won't bite.""Cris inhaled the pungent weed and proceed to cough a little. "I don't know about this Ann." Cris handed the joint back to Ann, then proceed to tell Ann all about Steve and what had happened. Cris was starting to get quite high."You know Cris if you ask me what type of man I would like to settle down with I probably would prefer a Lamar type over a Steve type.""What do you mean by that Ann?""Sugar, men can be broken down into three basic types, You have your boring straight religious kind, then you have your Lamar type and your Steve type. By your account Steve was into you having sex with another man while he watched, and really that's good. Let's face it I wish my husband had been nice enough to let me have sex with other men.""Lamar.""I don't have any personal knowledge regarding Lamar, but I venture to say he likes all kinds of sex and when it comes to threesomes, well, my bet is he likes the other two to be women." Ann gave Cris a wink."Oh that I know, I haven't grown up as a complete prude Ann, any woman knows men have this thing for women having sex together.""Have you.""What.""Been in a threesome, with another woman.""Heavens no, have you."Ann gave Cris a wicked smile, passed her the joint, at the same time taking Cris' empty drink into her hand."Ann I can't, I'm already drunk." Ann ignored Cris' plea and proceeded to make her an even stronger drink. When Ann returned Cris was lying on her chase half passed out, the joint still smoldering between her fingers. Putting the drinks down, Ann took the joint from Cris hand."You really have gotten drunk haven't you, that's too bad.""This pot really hit me. I feel all tingly.""Turn over Cris and let me put some oil on you." Cris complied with Ann's request, then surprised Ann with her next question."You never gave me an answer before, have you been in a threesome with another woman?"Ann squeezed oil on to Cris' legs. As she answered the question Ann watched the slow moving rivulets of oil disappear between Cris' thighs."If I answer yes will it shock you?""No." Cris felt Ann's warm hands spreading the oil along her thighs. It seemed like all morning the women had been talking about sex. Cris felt so relaxed around Ann, the liquor and pot made her feel completely uninhibited. Cris felt Ann's hands dip between her legs scooping up the excess oil, brushing up against her inter thigh. Beyond caring Cris parted her legs a little to allow Ann to continue. "First you tell me, Cris."When I was a girl my parents sent me off to camp one summer. there was a girl there, a little older and we use to pretend we were kissing boys." Cris had never told that story to anyone else, yet she felt totally at ease with Ann as she continued. "We kissed and did a little petting, is that bad?"Ann was rubbing oil on the upper parts of Cris thighs, letting her thumbs massage the oil into Cris' tight ass buns. "Did it excite you to kiss her Cris?" Ann picked up the bottle of oil and poured more oil on to Cris' ass and back. This time the oil dripped down between Cris' ass checks and onto her vulva. Cris was so buzzed she barely noticed."I guess so Ann, it was a long time a go. You never answered me, how about you?""What do you want to know, if I've been in a threesome or with other women?" Ann who had been sitting on her chase as she rubbed oil on Cris, got up and sat on Cris' lounge. Cris could feel Ann's skin against hers. "Ann you've done both?""Yes, now my turn again, do you ever fantasize about that time at camp.?" Ann was patient, she didn't want to rush Cris, Ann had moved her massage up to Cris' neck and shoulder's. "No.""Not even a little curious."Cris wasn't naive, but the liquor and pot had loosed her up considerably. "I guess a little.""Turn over.""What?""Turn over, you know what they say, if you have an inch you should scratch it." Cris rolled over on her back and looked up into Ann's eye's. Ann's arms were straddling Cris and as she lowered herself down to kiss Cris, Ann's breast touched Cris'.Cris knew what was coming, but in that moment of indecision Ann's lips covered hers. Moist and soft, Ann's lips seemed flavored as Cris felt Ann's tongue dart into her mouth. Ann's right hand was busy too. Softly Ann had caressed Cris' breast and then gently taking Cris' nipple between her thumb and index finger she gently squeezed. The oil on her hand aiding the tender pinching and pulling drove Cris to the brink of an orgasm. Ann felt Cris inhale deeply, her breathing becoming more rapid.The kiss was so unlike anything Cris had ever experienced, it was perfect. Cris was rapidly becoming aroused and any thought of stopping was gone. Cris knew it was wrong, but didn't care. Cris reached around Ann with her arm's bringing Ann's body closer to hers. Ann broke the kiss and took Cris' hand. Placing Cris' hand between her legs, Ann said, "look how wet you've made me sugar. See how wet my pussy is."Cris felt her knees go weak, as her finger began rubbing Ann protruding clit."Oh that feels good honey, keep doing that."Cris didn't have to be persuaded, she was trembling with pleasure."Sugar I think we should go inside."Cris looked long into Ann's eyes, before standing. Cris knew she could call things off. Part of Cris said, "this is wrong," while another part, the part awakened by Lamar said, "go for it girl."Ann sensed Cris' hesitation. Not wanting Cris to change her mind she took Cris by the waist and drew her near, breasts touching. "Feels nice doesn't it?"Brushing her nipple against Ann's large firm tits felt so erotic to Cris. "Hmm yes." Cris closed her eyes as Ann kissed her again. Ann then ran her hand along the curve of Cris back and down her crack. The oil providing lubricant as Ann continued her exploration. Finding her swollen vulva, Ann let her oil coated fingers penetrate into Cris' wet pussy. Cris began to tremble with excitement.Ann broke the kiss, Cris was conflicted, Ann felt certain of that. Not wanting to give Cris time to think, Ann moved her hand so that she could now message Cris' neglected clit. Expertly she brought Cris to a mind numbing orgasm."Uhhhh, god that felt so good." Cris couldn't think as her own hands instinctively began roaming over Ann's body. Cris closed her eyes and sought Ann's mouth for another kiss, at the same time Cris cupped Ann's ass with both hands and pulled her closer. the decision for Cris was made, she wanted Ann and everything that experience would bring. Finishing the kiss it was Cris who led Ann to the bedroom."Jesus, I always wondered what this would be like," Cris said to Ann as she pulled Ann down on the bed with her."I'm glad I'm your first, now let me show you something." Ann climbed on top of Cris, their legs intertwined as they kissed. Then Ann began kissing and licking her way down Cris' body. Pausing at Cris' breasts, she tenderly took the thick dark nipple between her teeth and gave it a little bite. Looking back up at Cris, Ann playfully bit her nipple a second time eliciting a little squeal of pleasure from Cris."I love how thick and hard your nipples get Cris, your breasts are so beautiful." Not waiting for a response Ann worked her way further down Cris' body. The scent of Cris' cum was light and mixed with the smell of coconut oil aroused Ann even more. Ann spread Cris' legs, stopping to admire Cris' protruding vulva. Separating Cris' cunt lips Ann began flicking her tongue over Cris' clit. The effect on Cris was immediate. Cris began jerking in anticipation of each stroke of Ann's tongue."You like that don't you sugar." Peering up between Cris' legs, Ann could see the effect of her tongue lashing on Cris. Cris' eyes were smoldering with lust.Cris looked down at Ann and reached behind Ann's head urging her on. "Don't talk Ann, just keep kissing me, it feels so, so good.""Good sugar I'm glad you like it." Ann then inserted two fingers into Cris' saturated pussy. Pleased with how well lubricated Cris was, she then inserted a third finger. Cris was flush with excitement as Ann worked her fingers in and out of Cris' inflamed cunt. Ann could not believe how wet Cris was. Normally she would have used KY jelly, but that wasn't necessary with Cris. Ann pushed all four fingers into Cris' pussy and began fucking Cris with her hand, all the while kissing and licking Cris protruding clit.Lamar paused at the door and watched Ann bring Cris off. The two women were so in to each other that they were oblivious to his presence. Ann had called him earlier to tell him Cris' seduction was eminent. Lamar had to hand it to Ann, she worked faster than Lamar thought possible."Oh god fuck my pussy Ann, that's so good."Ann began working her thumb into Cris' pussy. Ann couldn't believe it, her hand was coated with Cris' cum. Cris' pussy was very tight, but slowly Ann worked her small hand into Cris' cunt. "I've never fist fucked anyone before sugar, your the first. You want me to fist fuck you don't you sugar. God you are such a slut.""Oh yes, I'm cumming again Ann, I feel you so deep.Indeed, Ann could feel her fingers brushing up against the nub of Cris cervix as she buried her entire hand in Cris vagina. Ann felt Cris orgasm again, which in turn caused Ann to cum. Ann continued tonguing Cris' clit her fingers covered with Cris' cum. Ann gloried in the flavor of Cris gushing pussy."How come no one invited me." Lamar announced as he strolled into the bedroom, while removing his cloths at the same time.Cris tried to pull the sheet up to cover herself, but Lamar pulled the sheet away leaving her nude on top of the bed."It's okay Cris, relax girl, I'm glad you two got together.""What did I tell you Cris, I just knew Lamar was the type of man who would appreciate two women making love." Ann tried to hide her disappointment. Ann had not expected to seduce Cris without Lamar's help. Now she wished she had Cris to herself. Ann slipped her hand out from Cris' pussy.Cris was still uncomfortable as she watched Lamar remove the rest of his cloths. Lamar's cock was already semi-hard. The tip of the black cock oozing pre-cum. Lamar got into bed next to Cris, leaving Ann on her other side. Cris nipples were still fully extended and very hard. Grabbing a handful of Cris' tit Lamar leaned over and kissed Cris. At the same time Ann returned to diddling Cris clit with her fingers. Cris never skipped a beat as her hand immediately began stroking Lamar's manhood.The three lovers kissed and touched each other for a while and it was only when Lamar tried to mount Cris that she protested. "Lamar I really should put my diaphragm in." Cris got out of bed on shaky legs and walked into the bathroom.Ann decided to stir things up. Ann wanted to see how Cris would react to Lamar taking an interest in another woman. Ann reached out and took Lamar's cock in her hand."Did you like the show sugar?" Lamar slid over next to Ann. "Woman you are a piece of work you know that." Ann ran her well manicured nails lightly on the underside of Lamar's balls."I guess I know what you like Lamar." Ann pulled Lamar on top of her and spread her legs. Lamar's cock head brushed up against the slit. Ann then reached down and guided His cock into her wet pussy. Ann couldn't wait to see Cris expression when she saw Lamar fucking her. Lamar was very excited and in moments Ann had Lamar buried to the hilt in her wet pussy. Ann waited until she saw Cris appear at the door. "Lamar wait what about Cris.""What?"Cris stopped at the door taking n the sight before her. Lamar was on top of Ann, fucking Ann. Cris was immediately overcome with jealousy, something Cris had never experienced. Lamar's cock was buried deep in Ann's pussy. Then much to her relief she saw Ann push Lamar off of her."Oh sugar come here and get in bed." "Cris what's a matter." Lamar could see the expression on Cris face and immediately realized she was jealous. "Come here girl I'm sorry, I just got a little carried away." Lamar held out his hand to Cris."Besides girl when I came in you didn't seem to have a problem with being with Ann, don't tell me I'm the problem.""No it's not like that." Cris didn't want to say she was jealous and didn't want to share Lamar."Good then kiss me girl and take care of this." Lamar grabbed his cock and waged it at Cris.Cris still in a daze from the liquor and pot took Lamar's hand and slid into bed. Lamar pulled her close giving her a hug. At the same time Lamar gave Ann a look that said, what the fuck are you up to. Ann just shrugged and went back to stroking Cris. Lamar momentarily wondered if Ann had wanted to cause this little riff with Cris, but tossed it off as nothing more than petty jealousy. Lamar was hard and needed relief. Kissing Cris Lamar rolled her over on top of him."Lamar I'm not sure this is a good idea." Ann kept silent, knowing she had planted the seeds of jealousy."Cris I don't want to hear that now, spread your legs." Cris did as Lamar requested, but that wasn't enough."That's it girl now put my cock in." Cris reached down between her legs and grasped Lamar's cock and placed it at the opening of her wet slit. Seeing Lamar's black cock poised at the entrance to her wet cunt was to much for Cris and Cris started humping up and down on Lamar's black shaft while Ann watched. Then Ann sat up in a kneeling position next to Cris."Does his cock feel good sweetie?" Ann then cupped Cris' tit and leaned over licking her nipple hard. Ann could feel Cris' nipple stiffen. Then Ann reached down between Cris' legs and began rubbing her Clit. Gently at first, but as Cris began picking up speed Ann rubbed harder. The harder Ann rubbed the faster Cris would pump up and down on Lamar. Ann pressed hard on Cris' clit, almost masochistically until she saw Cris grimace with a mixture of pain and pleasure."Easy girl, slow down." Lamar was hot. Watching Ann caress Cris tits would give a corpse an orgasm. Lamar had been in several threesomes in the past. Thinking about it now he recalled they had always been with Ann. Watching Ann driving Cris wild only served to heighten his own excitement. Lamar could feel his cum boiling up inside him as Ann brought Cris off several times in a matter of moments.Cris didn't know what she was pushing against, it didn't matter. The finger on her clit was rubbing impossibly hard, Lamar's massive cock was pounding her upper most reaches and she wanted it harder still."Oh fuck yes, fuck my pussy, rub my clit hard, god I'm cumming so hard.""Lamar you have yourself a wild one here sugar. Where in the world did you find her." Ann was now playing with her clit while she manipulated Cris'. "God dam I'm gonna cum baby.""Oh Lamar cum in me baby I want to feel you shoot your cum in me." Cris was rocked with an orgasm as Lamar shot his load of sperm in to her waiting pussy. Cris' previous thoughts of jealousy had subsided now that both Lamar and Ann were paying exclusive attention to her. Lamar rolled off of her as Ann continued to massage her clit. Ann was rubbing the mixture of Lamar's cum and Cris' cum on to her fingers and using it to massage Cris' clit. The soft massage continued even after Lamar got up to go to the bathroom."Cris I'm sorry about that thing with Lamar, it just happened so fast. Believe me honey I'm not interested in your man. I hope you know that." Ann continued the seductive massage. "You like that don't you?"Cris was already close to another orgasm. Ann's touch seemed magical. Cris wanted to tell Ann that she had been jealous, but it seemed unimportant now. "Yes that feels so good."Ann was on her side and lifted up so that she was almost on top of Cris. Cris touch my nipples sugar, I'm so horny they ache." Cris reached up and tweaked Ann's nipple. "Yes, oh harder I like it when you pinch them hard." Cris pinched Ann's nipple harder just as she was told. Cris was really excited now and couldn't stop looking at Ann's nipple as it thickened and lengthened with each hard pinch.Ann saw the look on Cris face, she had seen that look on other women, women she had dominated. Ann decided to press on with Cris' seduction.Lamar once again stood by the door and watched. Lamar never ceased to be amazed at how quickly Ann could seduce an otherwise straight woman into having sex with her. Lamar stroked his hardening cock."Cris do you think my titties are to big?""No, not at all."Ann repositioned herself so that her tit was directly over Cris' face. "Honey suck my tittie." Ann lowered her tit so that her nipple brushed Cris' lips. Cris hungrily took Ann's nipple into her mouth and began sucking hard on it."Ohh that's good honey suck it, that's my girl. Suck them harder, harder."Cris had the most compelling urge to please Ann and yet for the life of her she didn't know why. Ann had given Cris so much pleasure. Until meeting Ann nothing had come close to the pleasure Lamar had given her. Ann was now showing her that there was another side to her sexuality that Cris was unaware of.Ann pulled her nipple from Cris forceful sucking. Ann rolled over on her back and pulled Cris on top of her. "That was nice see how hard you made my nipple." Cris' eyes were still glazed over with the effects of the pot and booze. Cris looked at Ann's breast as Ann cupped it to demonstrate her elongated nipple. "Suck on it some more. Good now I want you to kiss my pussy it's so wet Cris. I want you to lick it now."Ann pushed Cris down between her legs and looked over at Lamar standing in the doorway. Ann gave Lamar a wink and smiled as Cris tongue found her protruding clit. Cris was a fast learner as she licked and sucked on Ann's pussy. Cris loved the taste of Ann's cunt and eagerly worked at pleasing Ann."My little slut, that feels so good. I want you to stick your fingers in my cunt and fuck me with them." Cris immediately did Ann's bidding. "I'm cumming, can you taste it?" Cris nodded never removing her mouth from Ann's gaping cunt. Cris was possessed with lust and Ann's dirty talk only made her hotter. Lamar walked up behind Cris, his cock rock hard again. Cris was on her knee's, with her ass in the air. Climbing on the bed behind Cris. Cris feeling his weight started to pull up , but Ann would not hear of it. Taking Cris' hair into her hands she drove Cris' face back into her saturated cunt."I didn't say stop sugar I want to cum again." Cris noted the commanding tone of Ann voice. The sweet seductiveness that Ann had exhibited earlier was gone, now Ann was demanding Cris please her. The thing was Cris liked it, Cris liked the other woman's forceful style."Lamar is just going to fuck you honey, so you just keep doing what your doing and enjoy the ride."All three enjoyed the ride for the next several days. Gradually Ann seemed to cast a spell on Cris. Cris had never met a woman like Ann. Beautiful, smart, and so sure of herself. Cris who was an emotional wreck was like putty to Ann and easily manipulated. During this time Lamar was exceedingly happy. Not only did he have Cris but now he didn't have to pay Ann. Plus there was the added benefit of having and in house threesome when ever he wanted. Of course Lamar and Ann got together whenever Cris wasn't around. Still, Lamar was disappointed that Cris was so jealous, which meant that he couldn't fuck Ann whenever he pleased. Lamar was certain that it was only a matter of time before that would change. Ann said she was working on those issues with Cris and he had no reason to think that wasn't true. Over the next few days Lamar had noticed that Cris seemed to hang on every word that Ann uttered. That Ann and Cris seemed to be inseparable. Shopping together, hitting the gym together, going everywhere together. Still Lamar never saw Ann's real motive for wanting to be around the two of them. Lamar mistakenly believed Ann was totally in love with him.Ann worked her game to perfection although she was blessed with good luck. Shortly after seducing Cris, Ann and Cris had gone to the gym to get a work out. Cris' hadn't been to the gym in about two weeks when she saw her best friend Amanda. Cris had called Amanda several times but they never hooked up."Amanda, hi." "Hi Cris.""How is Rodney doing?" Amanda seemed distant, almost as if she didn't want to talk."Rodney and I split up.""What happened." Cris had to follow Amanda as she went to another work out station."Long story. Short story is I caught him with that slut Alain.""Alain Rodgers, your kidding she married with three kids.""Honey since when does being married stop a girl, or do I have to remind you.""I guess, but Alain Rodgers I would never in my wildest imaginings thought she would leave Dave. Dam she told me just a month or so ago she and Dave wanted more kids.""Well that fucker was fucking her at the same time he was telling me he was in love with me. Then he gets Alain pregnant and tells me he wants to do the right thing, what a dick.""Amanda I'm sorry.""It's alright, Cris I guess this is as good a time as any to tell you.""What Amanda.""Steve, I'm seeing him."Cris thought she misunderstood Amanda. "I'm sorry what did you say.""A couple of weeks ago when I found out about Rodney and Alain I bumped into Steve. We started talking and one thing led to another and well we're seeing each other. Please don't be angry. I figured you have Lamar now."Cris didn't know what to say. "No I'm happy for you Amanda, really I am.""Cris give me a call some time maybe we can get together for lunch. I've got to run."Cris knew that would never happen and said goodbye. A few minutes later she wondered if Amanda was now living with Steve. Living in her old home. A deep pain racked her inside as she thought about the happy times with Steve. When Ann joined Cris later she was quick to pick up on Cris' distress."Hey sugar what's a matter."Cris explained how she was upset to learn that her best friend was now fucking her X. Cris said she wasn't envious of Amanda, but Ann could tell otherwise."All men are the same sweetie, there only out after one thing and you know what that is.""Ann I hope that not true, I'm just looking for some stability in my life. I want a family and I need a good man for that.""Lamar.""I do love him, but sometimes I think he keeps things from me. Another thing, at first I thought he wanted kids, but now I'm not so sure.""You know I think the world of Lamar, but sugar I have to tell you he's not a one woman man. That's my opinion and you can take it for what it's worth.""I sure hope your wrong Ann."The next day Ann arranged to have lunch with Lamar. When Lamar showed up he was pleasantly surprised to find Ann deeply engrossed in conversation with a dark Latin beauty."Hello Ann who is this?""Lamar this is Evona.""Nice to meet you Evona, Ann I believe her eyes are greener than yours."The dick, so predictable, not even thirty seconds have gone by and he's hitting on her thought Ann. "They are beautiful, but hands off Lamar she married."Lamar glanced down at Evona's hand and noted the wedding band."Evona is a real estate agent who is showing me some properties around South Beach.""Have a card?""No I left it in my other purse." Evona's eye's never left Lamar's. "But I could give you my cell phone number." Evona pulled out a pin and started writing down her number on a napkin, something she had plenty of experience doing.Ann marveled how easy it was to set up Lamar. Lamar's ego was so big he bought the real estate business hook line and sinker. The fake ring set the hook. "Lamar behave yourself. Evona you better watch him. Now would you two please excuse me I have to find the ladies room."Ann waited an appropriate time and returned to the table. Evona gave Ann a little wink, indicating that the trap had been successfully sprung. Now Ann only had to implement phase two.That evening Lamar called Cris and informed her he would be late working and not to wait up. When Ann got home she told Cris that she had found a place to live and that the three of them should go out and celebrate. Cris told Ann about Lamar having to work, but that they could make it a twosome. Ann opened a bottle of wine and the girls got ready to go out.By the time the girls were ready to leave the house, they were half way done with a second bottle of wine and Cris was feeling no pain. Ann had talked Cris into wearing a tight fitting black dress. The dress was quite short and was squared low across the top, accenting her beautiful breasts. "Ann you don't think I need a bra?""No way sugar and one more thing." Cris was looking at herself in the mirror as Ann walked up behind her. Ann reached up and pinched Cris' nipples through the thin material of the dress.Cris inhaled deeply as she felt Ann's hot breath on her neck. "What else Ann?" Ann dropped her hand to the hem of Cris' dress and moved her hand up between Cris' legs. Ann deftly slipped her finger between the elastic band of Cris' panties and began rubbing Cris' clit."Take off your panties.""Let's not go anywhere Ann." Cris was on the verge of cumming."Take them off Cris." Cris lifted her hem and pulled her thong down and stepped out of it."Good girl now let's go." Ann stopped touching Cris abruptly."Ann you can't leave me in this condition, lets stay home."Pulling Cris to her, Ann gave Cris a long deep kiss. Honey this is just the start of the evening. I want you wet all night long."The two women stopped at a club not far from Lamar's home. Cris had been there before with Lamar. Outside in the parking lot Ann made a brief call, then they entered. Lamar never saw them. "Cris let's go." Ann took Cris' arm and started pulling her to the door."Why Ann what's wrong." Ann nodded with her head toward the corner.There in the corner was Lamar laughing and talking with another woman. Cris stood frozen in place. Cris couldn't believe her eye's as the woman pulled Lamar to her and gave him a long deep kiss, her hand working it's way to Lamar's lap. Cris felt as if she had been kicked in the stomach. Cris pulled at Ann's arm in an attempt to confront Lamar."Cris lets go sugar there's no point in making a scene, talk to him later.""No Ann, please you don't understand I gave up everything for him, how could he.""Cris forget him now come with me." Ann nearly had to drag Cris from the club. Evona had been so good at distracting Lamar he never saw Cris and Ann in the place at all. In the car Cris was hysterical. Cris was so upset that Ann was afraid her plan would not succeed. Ann drove Cris to another bar were she got Ann a couple of drinks and gave her a tranquilizer. The drug wasn't all that strong but in combination with the liquor it had the desired effect. Cris was soon calm and quite intoxicated. Ann tried to console Cris all the while giving her plenty to drink. Ann decided to implement the second part of her plan.The second stop was a place Cris had never been to before. "Ann this is a gay bar.""Yes how observant." Ann ordered drinks from the bartender, a woman wearing a t-shirt, vest and jeans. Hair combed back and very butchie, the bartender gave Cris more than a look over. Ann ordered Grey Goose on the rocks and the bartender made them doubles.The music was loud and as Cris' eyes adjusted to the light she could make out a couple kissing in a corner booth. Cris and Ann took a table near the dance floor. "How's the drink."Cris took a sip, the vodka was straight but smooth. "Strong. I need it after what I just saw." Cris eyes were half closed as she sipped her drink."That's right Cris forget about that asshole sugar. Now what do you say to us having some fun.""I'm up for anything."Just then the bartender walked up with Ann's change. "You've got some change coming.""Thank you, what's your name? I'm Ann and this is my friend Cris. Cris has never been to a place like this.""That so, my name is Jo, pleasure to meet you." Jo shook Ann's hand then Cris', her grip was strong and forceful. "Here's your tip, and thanks.""I tried a woman like that, she was fantastic in bed.""God Ann is there anything you haven't done." Cris was beginning to slur her words even more."Lot's of things turn me on sugar, now finish that drink." Cris finished her drink, smooth, she didn't realize how strong it was. Cris was people watching when Ann walked up with another woman. This woman was a lot like Jo the bartender, but older, bigger, Cris estimated around fifty. Heavy the woman wore her hair short, no make up, the look severe."Betty this is Cris, the woman I told you about." Betty was looking Cris over and hardly seemed to pay attention to Ann. Without invitation she sat down, then in a remarkably deep voice told Ann she wanted a beer. Ann walked back to the bar, leaving Cris alone with Betty. Unexplainably nervous Cris took another big swallow of vodka.Ann had been right, Cris was beautiful. When Ann first came to Betty with this proposition Betty had been apprehensive for several reasons. First's Cris was a little old, Betty usually prayed on young teenagers, runaways, girls that were vulnerable. Second and most important, unlike a runaway Cris could have a boyfriend, husband or just friend come looking for her if she went missing. Ann assured her no one would come looking for Cris. Now Betty was glad she decided to at least have a look. Cris was definitely worth the risk. "So what you drinking Cris.""Grey something."The two just sat there in silence for sometime before Ann returned with a beer and another drink for Cris. Ann gave the beer to Betty then the drink to Cris, just as Cris finished her second vodka. Betty took the glass from Cris and looked at Ann with a stern look. "I think she's had enough, I don't want her puking all over my house. You got a car." This last statement was directed to Ann."Yes.""Then you follow us Ann and get your friend over there. I want you two out of my house as soon as you get your pictures." Betty took Cris' hand and began leading her out the door. Cris followed on unsteady legs as they navigated through the tables."Were are we going," Cris said as Betty half dragged her out of the bar."We're going to my house for a party.""Good I like parties," Cris said with a giggle. Betty led Cris to an old Nissan pickup with faded orange paint. Opening the door Betty helped Cris into the cramped seat. As Cris slid in her dress rose up revealing her pantiless pussy. Cris parted her legs even further as she collapsed in the seat. Cris pussy was perfect and Betty couldn't resist the temptation. Betty crudely licked her fingers and forced them between Cris' legs."Hey don't" Cris futilely tried to force her legs together but was unable to stop Betty's powerful thrust. Betty pushed her two fingers all the way into Cris pussy, at the same time rubbing Cris' clit with her thumb. "I'm testing out my new pussy, my little slut." Betty removed her fingers and put them to her lips. "Nice and wet, Your friend was right. Very nice.""I don't want to go with you, were is Ann?" Cris tried to climb out of the truck. Betty easily pushed her back into her seat and closed the door."Just sit still, you'll see your friend in a minute."Cris was still fumbling with the door when Betty climbed into the driver's seat. "Hey I said relax, now stop fucking around before you piss me off." Betty's loud voice startled Cris and she stopped trying to open the door. Minutes later Cris passed out on the drive to Betty's.Picking up her cell phone Ann placed a call. "Hello.""We are on our way, we should be there in five minutes.""About fucking time I've been waiting here for a fucking hour."Ann hung up the phone. What a prick she thought as she followed the beat up Nissan. pulling up to the house Ann watched as Betty pulled Cris out of the car and placing an arm around Cris' waist begin to walk her inside. Betty had been right, Cris was seriously drunk maybe to drunk for the plan. Just then she heard a car door slam."I hope you don't expect me to fuck that dike.""No Rodney, it's the other one." Rodney couldn't make the woman out in the low light. Rodney had been approached by a big black man regarding some easy money. The man had given him Ann's number and told him she would provide the details. When Ann told him he could make five hundred dollars fucking a good looking white woman his decision was easy. Now in the dark of night he wasn't so sure.Rodney and Ann followed the big dike into her bedroom, which had the over head light on making the lighting conditions harsh. Betty let Cris' limp body fall onto the bed. Then rolling her over on her stomach she unzipped Cris' dress and pulled it off. Rodney felt his cock growing hard with anticipation. The woman lying on the bed was good, very good. Betty rolled her over on her back and only then did Rodney recognize her."Fuck that's Lamar's woman, I don't know about this shit. Lamar can be a bad fucker when he's mad.""Listen I don't know nothing about no Lamar. I want you two to do what you came here to do and get out of my house. I need my rest." Betty really didn't care what they did as long as they did it soon. Betty had plans for Cris."Okay Betty, okay. Leave us please."Betty left the room."Rodney, look if you don't want to do it I'll just get some one else sugar. Lamar isn't going to find out, unless you tell him.""I don't know about this shit." Ann sat on the bed next to Cris and licking her finger, rubbed it across Cris' slit. Cris began to stir.'Look at this pussy sugar, you know if the shoe was on the other foot Lamar would already be fucking her, but it's your decision." Rodney looked on as Ann spread Cris dark pussy lips, revealing the pink folds of her glistening vagina. Rodney started getting out of his cloths.Cris was only vaguely aware that some one was touching her, but it felt good. Then Cris could hear Ann's soothing voice."Does that feel good honey?" Cris nodded, her eye's still closed, as Rodney climbed into bed on the opposite side of Ann. Rodney immediately began feeling Cris' tits as Ann kept rubbing Cris' clit. Cris' hips began undulating slowly as Ann brought her closer and closer to orgasm. Rodney could hardly wait to fuck Cris. Climbing on top of Cris he displaced Ann and started pushing his cock into Cris' unprotected pussy. Ann climbed out of bed and walked back to her purse and pulled out a small digital camcorder."Where are you going, there's enough for both of you." Rodney was so engrossed in working his swollen cock into Cris he didn't see Ann taking pictures."I'm not part of the deal sugar. You just fuck her good." Ann smiled as she zoomed in on Rodney's cock sliding in and out of Cris wet pussy. Cris was definitely getting into it now as her legs had instinctively come up to allow Rodney greater access. "How do you like this black cock baby?" Cris arms had now come up to pull Rodney closer. Cris didn't know and didn't care in her drunken stupor who was fucking her. Animal lust and liquor were driving her now. Ann's pussy began to itch as she watched Rodney pumping away. Rodney began pumping harder and faster and Ann could tell he was getting close to coming. Ann wondered if Rodney would inseminate her."She wants your baby Rodney give her your baby, cum in her, give her your black baby Rodney. Your man enough aren't you. Show her Rodney. Show me your man enough."Ann's comments were like hitting a stallion with a cattle prod. Rodney began bucking even harder, pushing his eight inches as deep as it would go. "Oh I'm fucking man enough, she wants a black baby I'll give her a little bastard to remember me by."Beads of sweat started forming on Rodney's back. Ann had indeed spurred him on and she continued. "Rodney show me how good you fuck sugar, show Lamar."Rodney had no idea Ann was filming. Getting up on his hands in the push up position he pummeled Cris. Cris fingers were digging into Rodney's ass pulling him ever deeper. Cris eyes were glassed over and she was fucking on pure instinct. When Cris felt Rodney's cock begin to expand her cunt muscles began to contract in anticipation. Then Rodney's cock plunged all the way into Cris' cunt, the tip of his cock head fitting perfectly against the opening of her cervix. Rodney groaned as his cock discharged directly into Cris' fertile womb."Fuck yeah, oh fuck I'm fucking cumming so hard. Here's that black baby you wanted ho." "Cris was whimpering with pleasure as her body involuntarily came hard. In moments Rodney had flood Cris' womb with his potent seed. Cris was unknowingly in the height of her fertility and insemination was almost instantaneous. Rodney laid there a while breathing deeply. When he turned to speak with Ann she was gone. Moments later Betty reappeared, this time she was even more unpleasant and insisted he leave immediately. Rodney would have like to spend the night with Cris, but there was something about the dike that was scary. Getting dressed he picked up the envelope Ann had placed on the dresser and left.Locking the door behind Rodney Betty returned to the bedroom were she found Cris trying to stand up."Were do you think your going?" Betty walked over to the bed and pushed Cris back on to the bed."I feel so sick, I need to go home.""You are home, now be still and I'll give you something that will make you feel better. Opening the drawer on the night stand, Betty pulled out a syringe she had prepared earlier. "Roll over. Hurry up I don't have all night." With her free hand she forced Cris onto her stomach. Betty then stuck the needle of the syringe into Cris ass and injected the heroin subcutaneously into Cris muscle. The effect would come on slow, but ultimately with the same effect."Ouch, what are you doing, that hurt.""Shut the fuck up and stand up." Betty grabbed Cris long brown hair and pulled her to her feet. Betty then dragged Cris to the shower and turned on the cold water. Betty then proceed to sit her on the shower bench and began scrubbing Cris' body. "The last thing I want to do is feel or smell that nigger bastard on you. You belong to me now."Slowly Cris began feeling a warm glow come over her. A glow that left her uncaring how ruff Betty was while washing her body. Drying her off Betty half carried Cris back to the bed. Then betty undressed. Cris tried to focus as she watched the older woman remove her bra and then her jockey shorts. When Betty kissed her she found herself responding. the older woman's breasts were flabby and wrinkled, her nipples were like weathered leather and yet when the older woman commanded that she suck on them she did so happily. The rest of the night was like a dream to Cris as the old dike repeatedly used her.Betty got up early the next morning , brewed some coffee and walked back into the bedroom. Cris was lying nude on her bed. To bad she hadn't made arrangements to keep that Ann woman here too. That might have been fun. Still what ever the reason Betty was glad for the thousand dollars she had received from Ann to keep Cris for a few days. Hell she would have done it for nothing. As for a few days well that could turn out to be weeks or months depending on how cooperative Cris became.Cris woke to the sudden pain of another injection. Rolling over Cris looked up and saw Betty looking down on her. "Where am I.""How many fucking times you going to ask that bitch. I'm not going to say it again, your home and my name is Betty. Got that."Cris felt weak, she wanted to get up and run. Then thoughts of Lamar and Ann ran through her mind. The sex from the night before seemed like a distant memory. Cris looked down at her body and noticed her breasts were covered with small red bite marks, some bites showing signs of bruising. Cris watched Betty getting dressed, unable to think clearly or for that matter move. Cris eyes became heavy and she nodded off. Four hours later Betty administered another shot."In a couple of days my little slut you'll do anything for one of these." This time Betty had tied a rubber strap around Cris' arm and injected the heroin directly into the vein. Cris' eye lids fluttered and her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt the powerful rush of heroin hit her nervous system. That morning Lamar had received an e-mail from Ann. Attached was a video showing his friend fucking his woman. Lamar was insane with anger. Not only was the woman he loved fucking someone else, what made it worse was that it was with his friend Rodney. What put Lamar over the top was knowing that the whole thing had been orchestrated by Ann. Ann's message was particularly infuriating:Dear Lamar attached please find a video of your precious Cris fucking your friend Rodney's eye's out. Can you imagined someone else satisfying her more than you. Rodney can. I'm sure you will forgive her since it was just a one night stand and a woman needs satisfaction too. Oh did I mention she forgot her diaphragm, but look at the bright side that shouldn't be a problem, the baby will be black and you all look alike. By the way I'll be sending my man by for the rest of my money.LOVE YAAnnRodney walked into the gym at his usual time, the day after fucking Cris, he never saw Lamar. Lamar was waiting for Rodney in the locker room with an aluminum bat from home. The first blow to the back of Rodney's head almost killed him. Fortunately for Rodney an off duty policeman saw what was happening and stopped Lamar before Rodney was more seriously injured. The attack and subsequent arrest hit the news and Lamar was immediately fired from his job.Julian was having his daily cup of Cuban coffee and toasted bread with butter, as he read the Herald. The account was brief and he wondered if what had happened to Rodney had anything to do with Ann's request to speak with him. That evening Evona, Ann and Julian were suppose to get together and he promised himself he would ask.Ann and Evona were already celebrating at Tantra's when Julian walked in. The restaurant was dark and exotic. Julian found the women in a quite corner in a plush booth dinning on Foie Gras for starters and sipping Crystal."Our man is here at last. Julian sugar, come sit between us and have some Champaign. Tonight we celebrate victory.""Why what happened?"Ann filled in all the details, about how she used Rodney and Cris to get back at Lamar. Julian noted Ann was absolutely besides herself with joy as she described Lamar's arrest and subsequent firing. Julian just listened and sipped the expensive Champaign. It was later that night back in the room with the two women that Julian learned Cris' fate. Evona made an off hand remark about Cris. Evona was stroking Julian's cock at the time."I bet that innocent puta wishes she could get her hands on this big cock now. From now on all she get is old man pussy.""Girl what you talking about?""Lamar's girl friend, Ann left her with this old dike. She one nasty bitch I hear.""Ann what's she talking about."Ann was about to wave it off as nothing when Evona continued."Nasty and mean too. She gets girls hooked on horse and when she finishes with them she sells them to pimps. I hear the girls not worth much when she done.""Ann that true?" Ann just shrugged her shoulders."Who's the woman Ann?""Julian sugar if I didn't know any better I'd swear your actually a little concerned for that little slut."Normally there wasn't much Julian was concerned about, especially other peoples bad luck, but Julian's mother had died of a heroin overdose shortly after his tenth birth day. Julian remembered what his mother had gone through and wouldn't wish that life on a dog. Julian's meeting with Cris had been brief, but he had like her, she hadn't done anything to any one.'Who's the woman Ann." Julian got up and started getting dressed, his appetite for sex gone."Christ Julian she just another little slut. Were are you going.""Ann what's the woman's name, now." Julian was getting angry.Ann suddenly grew frightened. Julian was showing a side she had never seen before."Her name is Betty that's all I know.""Where does she live.""I don't know Julian."Buckling his belt Julian took a step towards Ann."Okay, okay, some were in the Grove, I've only been there once, but Jo her friend who bartends at the Cactus downtown knows were she lives."Cris heard Betty enter the bedroom. Cris pulled her left arm out from under the sheets and offered it up to Betty."Just four days and the bitch is ready for another hit. You want another fix baby?"It had been over six hours since her last injection and Cris was feeling anxious and now her joints were hurting a little. The truth of the matter was the last four days for Cris were like a dream. Cris had no idea how long she had been in Betty house. Betty had been injecting Cris every four hours. More than anything Betty wanted Cris quite and compliant. The drugs had worked better than expected. Betty surmised correctly that Cris had gone through a lot emotionally, making her even more susceptible to the drugs."Yes.'"Yes what?""Yes please Betty.""Before I give you your shot I want you to do something for me, you know what that is don't you?""Cris zombie like sat up on the edge of the bed in front of Betty. Then without direction began unbuttoning Betty's shirt.Suddenly there was a loud crashing sound which came from the living room. Betty pulled away from Cris and started heading to the living room. Betty walked into the living room to find a huge black man searching the house. Picking up a lamp off a table Betty attacked Julian, slamming the lamp into his head."You mother fucker I'll teach you to break into my house."Most men would have gone down, but Julian was only dazed. Betty pressed on with her attack, kicking with all her might at Julian's exposed groin area. Half out of it Julian managed to partially block the kick with his hand. Still the pain was severe. Betty relentless with her attack went for Julian's eyes with her fingers. Julian parried her hands away with a sweep of his left arm as his right hand shot out crushing Betty's larynx and driving her into a wall."Were is the fucking girl?"Betty flailed away, trying to escape the grip which had cut off her air. Betty eyes began to bulge as the futility of her resistance became apparent. Gesturing with her eyes to the hall way and back bedrooms, she felt Julian's grip slacken. Betty was planning another attack but never had the chance. Julian punched her hard with a left hook which left her in a heap on the floor unconscious and with a broken nose.When the door bell rang Steve looked at the clock and wondered who in the world could be at the door at four in the morning. Amanda stirred, rolled over and went back to sleep as Steve got up. Steve went to the door and turned on the porch light. Looking out the side window he saw a black man holding a half naked woman in his arms. The black man kicked at the door with his feet."Open the door."Steve hesitated and then in the light noticed that the woman was Cris."Jesus what happened," Steve exclaimed as he opened the door."You going to help her or do I take her some place else.""No come in, come in. Put her on the couch."As soon as Julian placed Cris on the couch Steve dropped to his knees and attended to Cris. Cris was conscious but barely, at the same time she was very agitated."She's going to be alright, she just needs some food and a bath."Steve didn't look up, all he could do was look at Cris. "Cris honey don't worry I'm here now, I'll take care of you baby. Hey mister what happened?" Steve didn't get an answer. When he turned the stranger was gone. Steve heard a car start and drive off."What's she doing here. I hope you don't think she's staying here at our house.""Amanda this is my house.""Well I'm not staying here with her."Steve brushed the hair back from Cris' face. "I agree with you, get out. I'll bring you your things later. Now just go please." Over the next couple of days Steve stayed at Cris' side every minute. Fortunately, Cris suffered little withdraw, good food and rest attended her physical needs. Mentally she was a wreck, her ordeal with Betty had been traumatic to say the least. The days went by and little by little Cris became more able to do things for herself. Steve returned to work and returning home one afternoon found Cris had prepared dinner. The couple ate in silence and after putting away the dishes retired to the bedroom. Facing each other Steve leaned over and kissed Cris."You know I love you Cris, I've never stopped and I never will.""I love you Steve, I'm sorry.""Don't say that again, this wasn't your fault."The couple made love that night, the first time in a long while. The following days were wonderful for Steve and Cris. When Cris missed her period she was certain Steve was the father. Cris had no recollection of her seduction by Ann and Rodney. How Steve and Cris' marriage survived the birth of a coal black baby boy was a testament to the strength of there love for each other. Between Steve's suspicions and the in-laws it had been a rough road. Of course Cris believed the child belonged to Lamar. At first Steve felt Cris had met up with Lamar after the reconciliation. Cris had to point out to Steve that Lamar was in jail during this time and that the pregnancy must have occurred in spite of the diaphragm. It had taken a while but soon Steve grew to accept the child and the situation. It was six months after the birth of the baby that Cris bumped into Alain Rodgers at the mall."Cris, Cris Harris is that you?"Cris wheeled round the baby carriage and came face to face with Alain, who was also pushing a baby carriage. Alain's eye's trained immediately to the blue-black baby in Cris carriage. At the same time Cris too noticed the black child in Alain's carriage. It seemed like a life time ago but Cris remembered her conversation with Amanda. Alain's baby belonged to Lamar's friend Rodney."Hello Alain how are you.""Busy Cris, this little boy keeps me plenty busy. How about you?""The same. How old is your baby Alain?""Rodney just turned six months.""William will be six months in two weeks." "Cris I don't mean to meddle, but I noticed your wedding ring, are you still married to Steve?""Yes." "Wow you must have had to do some serious explaining. Of course I know about that." Cris tried to smile, but didn't think Alain comment was all that funny."Oh Cris I want you to meet my husband Rodney. Rodney this is my friend Cris." Rodney knew Cris the moment he walked up to her, how could he forget Cris after that night."Cris, I believe we've met before. Lamar, Ann." Just then Alain who had bent over to look at William exclaimed. "Look, William has a birth mark on his left calf just like Little Rodney."Rodney realized that Cris' baby was his son immediately. Rodney could hear Ann just like it was yesterday urging him to cum in her white pussy, to make her pregnant, to give her a black baby. For Cris seeing Rodney and hearing Ann's name brought back minor flash backs. The club and Lamar with that woman. The bartender dike, the drinks and god, Ann and someone else. Then like a light switch the memory of Rodney looking down at her, fucking her and Cris wanting him to fuck her."Alain why don't you take the kid to the car and I'll meet you there. Cris and I need to talk." Alain gave Rodney a dirty look, but didn't argue and did as she was told. Cris began to feel herself tremble."Come with me Cris." Cris pushing the baby followed Rodney into a quite corner of the store."Your husband know about me being the father?"Cris nodded no. Rodney reached put to touch Cris waste and she backed up against the wall."Don't.""Don't what touch you or don't tell your husband."Cris froze, the ramifications of the question readily apparent."That's better," Rodney said as he let his finger rub the button of Cris' nipple through her blouse. "That's nice, see how hard your nipple is getting, I bet that pussy of yours is already getting wet thinking about this black cock." Rodney took Cris hand and placed it on his swollen member. Cris was in a panic she didn't know what to do."Excuse me sir, I believe your wife is waiting for you." A store clerk said with a rather disgusted look on her face.Rodney removed his hand and so did Cris. 'Thank you, would you mind telling her I'll be right along. The clerk didn't move."What's your address Cris?"Cris knew she had no choice, Rodney would get the address sooner or later. Giving him the address, Cris added, "My husband is out of town, why don't you come by today.""I'll be there in one hour." Cris was shaking as she watched Rodney walk away."Ms I think you better leave, right now please." Cris tried to gather her composure, embarrassed and humiliated she left the store.Julian sipped his coffee as he read the Harold."Senior your bread.""Thank you Juana." The older Cuban woman had been bringing him Cuban bread and Cafe con Leche for the last year. Julian had developed a serious liking for the traditional Cuban breakfast. Now he found it hard to begin his day with out it. Dunking his bread he looked down on the article again. Cris Harris, could it be. Julian often wondered what happened to the beauty. This Cris Harris had just shot and killed an intruder. The police were investigating, but it looked like self defense. Maybe one day he would look in on her. Savoring the coffee soaked bread, Julian turned to the sport section.*** |
debi.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/62/debi.txt | My wife and I had been messing around in bed on a Saturday morning, she sucking on my cock, me playing with her pussy, that kind of thing. She told me not to make her come, that she had plans for later; she didn't explain any further but had a very evil grin. "You'll thank me later," was all she said.We had talked in the past about her showing off in public, and I told her I would really get off on guys or whoever watching her. I had even mentioned maybe allowing physical contact, if the person and the situation were right and we were both OK with it. She'd always call me "pervert" when we had these discussions.We had planned on going out to the mall later, and when we went to leave, I was a bit shocked on what she was wearing. She wore a sexy, thin sundress and I could tell she had no bra on, and she wore sexy high-heel wedges. Just for fun, she lifted up her dress and showed me her naked pussy! She wasn't wearing anything under the dress at all!As we started driving, she hiked up her dress, reclined her seat and played with her pussy. "Drive around a little bit," she said. "I'm not ready to shop yet."She started rubbing on her clit with her right hand and fingered her cunt with her left hand. As she worked her fingers in and out of her trimmed snatch, I could see they were wet with her pussy juice. I reached over as I drove and pulled down the top of her dress, exposing her left breast. I pinched on her nipple which made her growl with lust.After about 10 minutes, she came really hard working on her clit. My cock was absolutely rock hard by then."Was that as good as it looked?" I asked her when she calmed down a bit."Yeah," she replied, "but I want more!"At a stoplight I unzipped my shorts and pulled out my cock. She reached over and started stroking me. Then she leaned over into my lap and took my cock into her mouth, and started working it really good. She stopped a few minutes later and said, "you're not finishing yet!"I groaned in frustration as my aching cock bobbed in the air, searching in futility for her hot mouth."I think the truck needs washing," she said, out of the blue. "Go to the car wash place and give it a good hosing." There was a local car wash, one of those wash-it-yourself places with the individual bays you pull into and wash your vehicle with a high-pressure hose."Excuse me?" I asked. "Where did that come from??""I dunno, I just think it's looking dirty.""Well," I replied, thinking there weren't many less sexy things to do at this point than wash the truck, "OK, if that's what you want to do!" I felt a little let down that that's what she came up with.I pulled into the car wash place and found the last empty bay. I pulled out a few bills and climbed out of the Expedition to get quarters from the change machine around the front. When I got back, Debi wasn't in the passenger seat anymore. As I got closer, I could see she had moved to the rear bench seat. She was all the way over on the driver's side, and had her dress pulled up and her legs spread and was working on her pussy again.I opened the passenger side door and watched for a few moments. "Fuck, looks good enough to eat! Mind if I join you in there?" I asked."Yep, I do mind, you have to wash the truck!"At this point, I was getting a little frustrated with getting cock-blocked by her! But, I did as I was told and popped in some quarters and started washing the truck. Probably 5 minutes passed and I had soaped and rinsed. Debi was still playing with her pussy and it had been very difficult to do the task at hand. I would stop every so often to peek in a watch her. She had her dress top pulled down and was rubbing her tits while fingering herself.By the time I was doing a last rinse, a guy had pulled up to our bay waiting for me to finish so he could have his turn in the wash. He was a good-looking middle-aged guy and was driving a beautiful classic Camaro. I could see Debi inside the truck checking the guy out.When I was over on the driver's side of the truck, she knocked on the window to get my attention. I stopped the pressure hose and she lowered the rear window."Were you really serious those times you told me you wanted to show me off, to have a stranger watch me? Or were you just saying that because I usually had your hard cock in my mouth?"I laughed, then stopped short when I realized what she was saying. She totally caught me off guard!"Well," I stammered, "yeah, I was serious. I never thought you'd want to do it!""So, it's just a fantasy for you? Or do you really want to do it?"After a few moments of thinking, I realized my cock was growing hard in my shorts just thinking about it. "Fuck, yeah, I want to do it!""OK then," she replied. "Go get that guy's attention and bring him over to the rear passenger side door and let him have a look." Then she rolled her window back up.I'd never approached a total stranger to ask him to watch my wife before, so didn't quite know what to say! I just decided to wing it."Hey, that's a beautiful car," I called to him."Thanks," he said. "It's all original. I was really lucky to stumble onto this. It rides like a dream."I walked over to his car and looked inside. He opened the driver's door to show off his beauty. (I'd return the favor in a minute!) It was immaculate inside, and I made a comment about the beautiful interior. He replied that that's what he was especially proud of.I answered, "I'm pretty pleased with my interior, too. Wanna have a look?""Sure," he said.He closed his door and we walked over to the passenger side and I opened the rear passenger door. My hand was shaking I was so excited. There was my gorgeous wife, leaning back all the way over against the opposite door, her legs spread wide, and her naked dripping pussy exposed for another man. She had her C-cup breasts pulled out of her sundress and was pinching her nipple while she slowly rubbed her clit.The guy's jaw dropped open. "What the... fuck!" he finally said. "Shit, I'm a happily married man! I couldn't touch her... as much as I want to, believe me!""No touching," Debi told him, "but there's no harm in a little looking, is there?"The guy looked around quickly, I didn't know what he expected to see; maybe a hidden camera? My wife motioned for him to climb up into the rear seat, which he did. "Fuck," he said a couple of times as he ate her up with his eyes. I climbed into the front passenger seat and turned toward them to watch. I wasn't going to miss a second of this!"I'm so fucking wet with you watching me," Debi whispered hoarsely. "You like my pussy?""Fuck, yeah!" he stammered."My name's Debi. What's yours?""Marty," the guy answered. "Fuck.""You like my tits, Marty?""You have beautiful tits, Debi." I could see the effect it had on her when he said her name, a complete stranger talking dirty to her like that. Her eyes were absolutely glazed over with lust. Her right leg had been flexed and pulled close to her up on the rear bench seat, but then she stretched it out and laid her bare foot (she had taken her shoes off) in his lap."You can touch my leg if you want to, Marty," she told him. He reached down and gently caressed her ankle and worked his way up her shin and calf. She rubbed the sole of her foot against cock, which was quite obviously growing hard and very big in his shorts. She was staring at his cock and was pleased with the effect she was having on him."I can feel your hard cock, Marty.""I can smell your beautiful cunt, Debi," he replied. She gasped loudly and bit her lower lip. He was doing a great job getting her going."I want to see your big cock, Marty."Instead of opening his fly which is what I expected, he reached inside his shorts through the loose leg opening and pulled his cock out that way. He pushed the material of his shorts back to fully expose his thick cock. I'm no cock expert but I guessed it was at least 8 inched. Whatever it was, it was bigger and thicker than mine!"Fuck!" Debi exclaimed. "Jesus, that's nice, Marty.""I've never had any complaints, Debi." He began rubbing his cock with his right hand and continued to caress her leg with his left. The head of his cock was dripping precome. He rubbed his finger in it and then smeared it around and down his shaft."Marty, I'm gonna come really hard. Rub your cock for me. Stroke that fucking cock for me, Marty!"As he started pumping faster, I watched Debi exploded in a huge orgasm. She flexed her body forward and loudly shrieked, "oh, fuck!" about 5 times. She came harder than I'd ever seen her come before. After about 30 seconds she leaned back against the door looking exhausted and incredibly satisfied."That was fucking beautiful to watch," Marty said. "Debi..." he paused. "Debi, can I feel your tits?"She was shocked by his question, and she turned to me as if asking what she should do. I gestured my head over towards Marty, letting her know it was OK with me. She slid over towards him, about halfway across the seat, within arm's reach of him. Marty reached out with his left hand and started caressing her breasts. Debi looked down and enjoyed watching him touch her. She obviously was enjoying the feeling as well, her nipples were popping out and she started rubbing her clit again.I had been rubbing my cock through my shorts while watching, but with that I opened my fly and started stroking madly.Marty was now directly rubbing roughly on her nipples, moving from left to right and back again. She instinctively leaned forward so he could better manipulate her. He then began firmly pinching and twisting just the very tips of her hard nipples. Somehow, he must have known that that totally drives Debi crazy when I do it. In fact, she can come with doing just that and no other stimulation."Oh, fuck!" she said. "Oh, fuck, Marty, that's good.""Debi," Marty said after a minute, "I'm going to fucking come.""I wanna see it, Marty, I'm gonna come too," she answered.Marty jerked hard on his shaft and started spurting thick jets of come. The first went all the way to the back of the front seat, which was a good two feet in front of him. Several more spurts went nearly as far, firing down the length of his thigh, and landing on his thigh and the seat.That sent Debi over the edge and she started coming again, her upper body jerking violently. Marty, still coming himself, continued roughly pinching and pulling on her nipples; I was pretty impressed with his composure! Debi screamed, "fuuuuuuuuuuuck!!" And at that, I started coming too, my jizz covering my lap.Afterwards, we were three exhausted and very pleased people! Debi was panting trying to catch her breath. In between breaths, she gasped, "fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"Marty said, "I come here to wash my Camaro every week around this time. I gotta tell you, I wouldn't mind meeting up again if circumstances would allow it."As I wiped up my come with a box of tissues from the glovebox, I replied, "I think this was a one-time thing, Marty, as great as it was."Debi had a mischievous look and said, "Every week, huh?"END |
invasion.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/57/invasion.txt | It was the party of the year, and even though my husband was still away on one of his many business trips, I was not going to miss this one. All the important and successful people would be there, and to be included meant that we had arrived. My husband had grown his business to the point where we no longer had to worry about money - we had a large beautiful home in the country, set in a wooded area, which provided the kind of privacy we enjoyed.I dressed with care. I never liked pantyhose, preferring a lacy garter belt and sheer stockings. I then added sheer white lacy lingerie, open leg panties, a camisole top, and a matching lacy half-slip. My breasts were firm enough that I didn't need a bra. Finally a clinging white dress that hugged my figure, and came just above the knees. I had been told that I had outstanding legs and they were on display. After checking my hair and putting on make-up I was ready.As I was about to leave the door-bell rang. I wasn't expecting anyone, and when I glanced through the peephole I saw a young woman. When I opened the door the woman stepped back and three young men pushed past me, entering the house. I screamed and shouted, "Get out! Get out!" They just smiled at me and one told me to shut up if I didn't want to be hurt. The young woman had entered and she was smiling also.I was shaking with fear. I thought they wanted to rob me so I said, "I don't have much money here but you can have it, but please don't hurt me."The person who seemed to be the leader said, "Fine, we'll take what we want, so how about showing us around."I was shaking as I led them around the main level-then they wanted to see the upstairs. I showed them all of the upstairs except my bedroom, but the leader said, "What about your bedroom? Let's see that!"I had no choice so we went into my bedroom. Looking over the large bedroom and our king sized bed the girl remarked, "Pretty nice. That's a great bed. I bet you've had a lot of fun there." She pressed her fingers up and down on the bed-suggestively. I was becoming more alarmed, worried about what they might do, and I said, "I will give you anything you want if you'll just leave."The leader said, "Anything we want? We would like that. What is it that you would like to give us?" And he and the others were smiling. "Did you mean jewelry or something else?" He also pressed his fingers on the bed. Now I was really alarmed, wondering if they were thinking of raping me."Please don't hurt me - take anything you want but please leave. I will give you all the money I have." They didn't respond to that but the young woman they called Karen said "why are you dressed up? Were you planning to go somewhere?" "I'm supposed to go to a party, and I'm late."Karen said, "You are a pretty good looking woman, I bet you would turn a lot of men's heads at the party, but maybe we could have a party here so you wouldn't have to go out." She looked at the leader who she called Mike and said, "Go find the booze and we'll get the party started." I pleaded with them saying, "I have to go! I will give you anything if you'll please leave." They ignored me-Mike and one of the other men left and returned with arm loads of booze. Mike said, "Let the party begin." They offered me a drink but I refused. Karen said, "That's not very sociable. If you know what's good for you you'll drink this," and she shoved the drink into my hand. When I refused again she slapped my face and said "drink it!"I started sobbing but did as she said. When I finished that one she handed me another. I hesitated till she raised her hand again, and then I complied. Karen and the others were also drinking. Another young man said, "So, this is how the rich people live. Very nice-I could enjoy this lifestyle."They continued drinking and they insisted I drink with them. They were talking and laughing and having a good time at my expense, but I was getting light-headed from the alcohol. I became more alarmed at their behavior: they were making suggestive remarks about what a fine looking woman I was. I said, "M-my husband will be here very soon." Mike just laughed saying, "We know he is out of town."Karen said, "You are definitely a fine piece. How many men have you fucked since you have been married? You probably have them waiting in line.""I have never been unfaithful to my husband.""You've been missing a lot of fun. Maybe my friends could broaden your experience. They would certainly enjoy servicing a woman as beautiful as you." I was trembling as she moved to me and pulled up my dress and slip, exposing my legs and thighs. I pulled away from her but she did it again, this time exposing my panties. She said, "Great legs and great ass. What do you think guys?"I cried out and said, "Please! Please don't! Please don't do anything!" I was shaking with fear. I was sure now that I would be taken by these men. They just laughed as I pleaded with them.One of the men found my purse, and after removing the money he looked at my driver's license. "Amy Crawford, thirty-four years old. You certainly look younger then that."Karen asked how many children I have, and I replied none. She asked how long I had been married, and I said eleven years. She said you have been married eleven years and you don't have any children? I said we both have careers and we decided that we didn't want any children. Karen asked if I was taking birth control pills, and I said no, I can't take the pills-I get a reaction to them. Karen persisted and said, "What do you do to prevent getting pregnant?"With a catch in my voice I replied that my husband had a vasectomy. I didn't like where this was going, and I was trembling, more worried about these questions they were asking. I didn't like the sexual nature, but I answered truthfully hoping they would leave. Also I was feeling the effects of the drinks they had forced on me.Karen said, "Amy, why don't you show my friends more of your figure. They haven't seen many women as attractive as you." I said, "N-no, I won't. Please leave. Take what you want and just leave." "A little help guys," and two of them held my arms as Karen went behind me and began to slowly lower the zipper on my dress till it was beneath my waist, my dress falling open. I was struggling but I was powerless as they held me firmly. She pulled my dress down below my waist and letting it fall to the floor. They lifted me free of my dress; smiling as they looked at me in my sheer lingerie. I was flushed with embarrassment, the outline of my body visible through my underwear.The guys whistled as they stood there looking me over. Karen said, "Pretty good looking woman wouldn't you say. Let's see a little more," and she pulled my camisole off, exposing my breasts. I gasped, crying out as she exposed me, covering my breasts with my arms, but Karen pulled my arms down. She looked at me saying, "What a great pair of breasts." Then she pulled my half slip to the floor leaving me standing in only my panties, garter belt and stockings. Karen said, "Wow! And first class legs also. It certainly is a shame that only one person has been between them."I was sobbing and I pleaded with them, but seeing the look on the men's faces, I knew it was useless. I prayed for some miracle, but seeing how Karen was smiling at me I didn't have much hope. Karen said, "Take your panties down." I refused, so she gripped the muscle in my neck and twisted it till I screamed. She repeated her command and I obeyed, slowly sliding my panties down and off.I was humiliated, standing in front of them naked except for my garter belt and my stockings and shoes, tears running down my face as they appraised my naked body. I was crying but they paid no attention. I knew it was hopeless; that I was going to be taken and used by these men. Karen told them to put me on the bed: I was struggling but I was helpless as they stretched me out on the bed. Karen held my arms and she put her face next to mine and said, "You can make this easy on yourself or you can make it hard, but you are going to service my friends. If you relax you might enjoy it. I always get a kick out of watching these guys between the legs of a beautiful woman like you, especially a housewife who probably is not getting enough attention from her husband." I said, "Please! Don't let them do it to me - I'm begging you."Karen just laughed saying, "There is no way I can stop them. You are just too lovely to pass up. I'm going to enjoy this, and you might to if you just relax." The men were already naked. Mike said, "Is she ready?" Karen reached down with her fingers and said, "She's dry. But I can fix that." She began stroking the lips of my cunt and my clitoris, and I groaned as she slipped her fingers inside me She was expert: I tried to resist, but soon I felt myself moistening-she continued till I was moaning-I couldn't control my arousal Karen said, "Okay, she's ready, and what a nice thick bush she has."I struggled - two of them pulled my legs open as Mike move between my open thighs, mounting me. I was helpless. I surrendered, letting my legs fall open and bent my knees up so his entry would be less painful. He directed his fully erect cock against the wet lips of my cunt and began pushing into me. I screamed as the head of his cock entered me, my body jerking at the intrusion. Karen was stroking my breasts as he advanced his cock, filling me, stretching me till I was impaled, crying out again.He started thrusting into me-I was aroused but I was able to control my response, even when I felt him swelling and throbbing as he came in me. The next one moved between my spread legs and he came almost immediately. The third one mounted me, thrusting into my vagina- taking a long time, pounding into me, and I was barely able to control my body as I felt him ejaculating into me.Mike, the leader, was excited watching the others fucking me, and he again moved between my legs, his hard cock entering me once more. He was pushing powerfully into me, fucking me steadily, and deeply. Then I felt his cock swelling and throbbing and I knew he was about to come in me. I was losing it! Against my will; against all attempts to control my body's response to the intense fucking I lost the battle.He pushed his cock deep in me as he erupted, his semen spurting against my uterus. I felt a warmth that began in my cunt, spreading through my pelvis, spreading through my body. I was overwhelmed with an orgasm that caused me to cry out, my body wracked with spasms as my legs clutched him. Finally my spasms subsided as his softening cock slipped from me.I began sobbing-my body had betrayed me. I was shaken by the powerful climax. I had never come when my husband and I had sex, and to come while being raped was more that I could bear. Karen was laughing and said, "Wow, you really came, but I'm not surprised considering the fucking these guys gave you. I watched them service other women before but none of them came like you did. I don't think your husband has been taking proper care of you." I was humiliated. I was lying there, still flushed and tremulous, my stocking clad legs still spread, semen leaking from my stretched vagina, while Karen and these guys were having another drink and smiling at me. Mike was pleased at the way he had made me come. He said "obviously you needed a good fucking."I was still crying and I said, "C-can I get dressed now?"Karen threw me my panties and camisole. They wouldn't give me my slip or dress. They weren't in any hurry to leave, and sat drinking, Karen insisting that I drink with them. They just laughed when I asked them to leave. I still had a lot of semen in me and I wanted to clean up, but they wouldn't let me do that. Karen said, "Let some of that sperm soak into you. Perhaps some of them will find an egg. Wouldn't that make your husband happy, finding out you were pregnant, watching your abdomen swelling, when he's been fixed. He would be thrilled, wouldn't he?" She was taunting me. I was feeling giddy and light-headed with the drinks they were forcing on me. When they were getting high they looked at me again. One said, "I think we need another round." Karen laughed and said, "Are you guys sure you are up to it?" She looked at me and asked if I would like to be serviced again. She said it wasn't very often that they had such a good looking women as me, and I think they are ready for round two.I pleaded with her not to let them do it to me again. I was tearful, begging her. She laughed again saying, "They really enjoyed thoroughly fucking a woman like you. It isn't often they get to screw a lovely society woman. They are really performing a service for you and your husband-you should be grateful for the experience. Maybe they'll make you come again." "No! No! Please, no more."Karen said, "Maybe there is something you could do so they wouldn't do it to you again. I need a little more fun, so if you will go down on me I could try to persuade them not to fuck you again. It's your choice.""I don't want to do that. I never did that with another woman."Karen smiled and said, "Okay guys, put her on her hands and knees. It seems Amy would prefer to get screwed again." The men forcibly put me on my hands and knees. I knew it was hopeless so I agreed to do what she wanted. She got on the bed, slid down to where her pussy was near my face, placed a pillow under her ass, pulled my head down to her cunt and said start. "If you do a good job I'll try to persuade them not to fuck you again."I began, using my tongue on her just as she directed me, licking her labia, pushing my tongue into her, and on her clitoris till she cried out and climaxed, her body shaking. She moved away, and I collapsed on the bed. As I rolled over I saw the smiling men were excited again watching the two of us. I said to Karen "you promised!" Karen said, "Yes, I did but I lied. There is no way I could persuade them not to fuck you again." I knew they were going to take me again, so I just resigned myself, hoping it would soon be over. At Karen's command they rolled me over and pulled me up on my hands and knees, holding me there as they pushed my head and shoulders to the bed. Karen pulled my camisole up exposing my breasts, and then she slid my panties to my knees.I said, "No, not like this! Please! Please don't not like this!" And I began struggling but one of them held my hips, holding me there, and one of them pulled my thighs open, I was still fighting but it was hopeless-I surrendered! Karen took his cock and directed it at my pussy, and he pushed, the head of his cock entering me. I cried out as he pressed forward, filling me again, going even deeper, stretching me. Karen said, "How does that feel? You look great on your hands and knees with your ass in the air, and your panties at you knees. That's got to feel pretty good, and he can really get deep in your pussy."I was groaning as he thrust into me, fucking me in long deep strokes. I was being taken like an animal, and against my will I felt myself responding again, my whole being focused on the erotic sensations arising in my swollen cunt. Soon I felt his cock expanding in me till he erupted into my defenseless vagina, spurting into me. I had almost climaxed.Another one entered me, coming very quickly, and I still managed to control my emotions. Mike was the next and last one, entering and filling me with one deep stroke. He fucked me steadily, my breasts swaying as he thrust into me, taking a long time, my pussy stretched tightly around his swollen cock. I cried out again and again as he fucked me powerfully, his cock driving into me.I was fast losing control, my body responding to the intense fucking. The heat sweeping over me from my cunt was overwhelming, and spreading throughout my body. I surrendered to the intense waves of unbelievable pleasure as I was caught up in the most intense orgasm, my body in spasm, shaking uncontrollably-crying out as I felt him swelling and erupting into me, his sperm pulsing against my cervix.When he moved his softening cock out of me I could feel semen leaking onto my thighs. He released me and I collapsed on the bed. I began crying, sobbing at being violated and raped by these men, but especially because they had made me climax. The experience was so powerful-I knew I would never forget this, how they had taken me and made me come. The men were smiling, and Karen was laughing. "I really enjoyed watching those wet cocks sliding in and out of your pussy. They really serviced you; and you came again. God, was that ever erotic-you will remember this for a long time. You've got a lot of sperm in your pussy; maybe some of them will find an egg. Wouldn't that be great?" I sobbed more at the thought that they might have made me pregnant, especially as I was in the middle of my cycle. I was so weak that I couldn't move for awhile, finally turning over and pulling my panties up and my camisole down, covering my breasts. I felt the semen leaking into my panties, soaking the crotch.They had brought out sensations that were unbelievably erotic-feelings that I didn't know I was capable of, intense basic functions that I never had with my husband. I had been ravished and my body had responded, all will-power to resist had been steadily eroded as they brought me to the heights of ecstasy. I felt like I had betrayed my husband.I begged them to leave, but they were in no hurry, drinking some more, savoring the pleasure from the fucking they had given this beautiful wife, and making her come They had allowed me to finish dressing, but not to go and clean up.Finally they left. Karen said she would call me to see if I wanted to serviced again. "Maybe they gave your husband a little present-wouldn't he be thrilled watching your tummy getting bigger and bigger, and now he is also a cuckold." She was taunting me.As soon as they left I hurried to the bathroom to clean up. They had deposited a lot of semen in me-there was no way I could get it all out. I began sobbing again. I was humiliated by responding to them, humiliated by being taken on my hands and knees, and humiliated as my body betrayed me-brought to a wrenching climax while being ravished again and again. My vagina felt swollen, and it was sore.***I realized that I couldn't call the police; I couldn't stand the publicity. But I felt I had to tell my husband about what happened, and I dreaded it.When he arrived home I told him the whole story, but I didn't tell him I climaxed. His first instinct was to go to the police, but I refused because of the publicity, and he finally agreed.He pressed me again for details, how I had been fucked, what positions I was in when they did it to me, what clothing I had on when they fucked me. I told him everything; then he asked how big they were, and how did it feel. I didn't like where this was going. He kept asking if I had climaxed. I didn't understand why all these details were important to him, and I was getting angry. Even though I told him I hadn't climaxed he kept asking, and finally in exasperation I said "yes, they made me come, and I came twice-now are you satisfied?" I became even angrier as he continued to ask me about everything they had done to me-I wondered if he was excited hearing all the details.My answer came when we were in bed. He pulled up my nightgown, and moving between my legs he entered me; I was still wet and loose from the pounding I had received; but he was very hard and after only a few strokes he came.I was angry, "It seems that my getting stripped and fucked by these men is exciting to you. I can't believe you are aroused by your own wife submitting to these men, and being thoroughly fucked over and over, and making me climax. I've always been faithful to you, and I've had a lot of men try to get between my legs. And now it's been done against my will, and now you are a cuckold, how do you like that?"Maybe you wish you were there, watching their cocks going is and out of my pussy as I was on my hands and knees with my panties pulled down. Maybe you would be thrilled watching them spurting their semen into me-maybe making me pregnant-how would you like that? I've still got their sperm in me, and I felt guilty because I had an orgasm-two orgasms. I felt guilty and humiliated that I had submitted to them, and they had made me come, and you never made me come when we were having sex. Well I don't feel that way now." Finally I got him to admit that he was aroused. He said, "I don't understand why, but yes, I admit it; I was excited when you told me about it. I can't help my feelings.""I don't understand either. I don't understand why you are thrilled knowing your own wife was stripped and fucked repeatedly by these men. Maybe you were identifying with that. Maybe you like being a cuckold." I decided to try something."I want to go over it again so you fully understand what happened." I again described what they had done-how I had been stripped-how they fucked me-how it felt when I was on my hands and knees with my ass in the air, and their cocks going into me. While I was telling him all this I gripped his cock and began stroking him; he was hard in no time and he again mounted me, thrusting his cock into me, and in just a few strokes he came once more. He had never fucked me twice in such a short time, and come so quickly.I had heard that there were husbands who encouraged their wives to fuck other men, even watching them having sex with another man, but I never thought that kind of thing would excite my husband. This was something to ponder.***I felt a great relief, as if a burden had been lifted from me. I now regretted the times I had repelled advances by some very attractive men, and now that was going to change. It seems he didn't mind being a cuckold, even enjoying the role - so I was determined to plant more horns on his head. Fortunately I didn't get pregnant from those men.The opportunity came when we attended a benefit party that including dancing. I drank more that usual, and as the evening progressed I found myself dancing with a handsome man who was coming onto me. At the next dance with him he held me closer, and I could feel his erection pressing against me. The dance ended and I agreed to go for a walk.We got to a shaded area and he pulled me down to the lawn and began kissing me. I returned his kisses-soon he was sliding his hand up my legs and I spread my legs and let him. I moaned when he caressed my pussy through my panties, and I lifted my hips so he could pull them down and off. I opened my thighs, giving his fingers access to my vagina, slipping into me. He didn't bother with my breasts, he just slipped his trousers and shorts down and moved between my open legs. I groaned as his erect cock entered me, pressing fully into me and then he began a steady thrusting as I lifted my legs to accommodate him. I knew he was going to come in me and I didn't care. I felt him throbbing as his semen erupted into me, triggering my own orgasm.We hurriedly dressed and rejoined the party. My husband knew what I had done, and when we arrived home he pressed me for details, and I told him what happened. Naturally he became excited and mounted me, again coming quickly. I said, "You certainly like being a cuckold so I'm going to try to accommodate you." "I don't want you to get pregnant, so you need to take precautions.""I don't think so; it should be more exciting for you knowing I'm risking pregnancy. It will be like playing Russian roulette-won't that be fun. You had a faithful wife, and now you have a promiscuous wife. Maybe we could work it out so that you can watch me getting fucked, watch some stud between my legs. How would you like that-would you like to see some stranger's cock fucking me, and ejaculating into my unprotected pussy?" I could see that the idea excited him, so I was determined to make it happen.It wasn't long before the opportunity occurred. We were at a convention in the city, and there was a lot of socializing. I did meet a man who was single and handsome, and very interested in me. I told him my husband was with me, but that he always encouraged me to enjoy myself. He understood what I meant.I told him I liked him, and that I would like to be with him, but there was a condition, and that was that my husband had to watch.He just smiled and said that would be fine with him, and he said he had made love to other wives in the past while the husband watched. And he said it was more exciting for him when the husband was present, watching him doing it to his wife-it really turned him on. He said, "I get a real thrill fucking a wife as beautiful as you while the husband is watching me between her legs, and coming in her. Taking a man's wife in front of him is as exciting as it gets."I filled in my husband telling him what transpired. He was thrilled, and I took him over and introduced him to Steve (first names only) At this point we all had enough to drink, so we went to our room. After Dave fixed a drink I wondered how to get this started. I thought direct approach, and walked up to Steve, put my arms around him and kissed him and he was kissing me back. I was getting aroused.Then Steve said to Dave, "Why don't you get her ready for me? Start stripping her-get some of the clothes off your wife, then you can present her to me."I moved to her-she stood there with her hands at her side as I pulled the zipper of her dress down below her waist, then grasped the dress, dropping it to the floor. She stood red-faced as she was exposed in her sheer underwear. I moved behind her and unsnapped her bra, her firm breasts visible. The sheer half-slip followed her dress to the floor as I grasped it, pulling it down. Only her sheer lacy panties, her garter belt and stockings remained. At that point I hesitated. He looked at me and smiled saying, "I think her panties are next. Take them off and hand them to me."I did as he said, slowly lowering her panties and taking them off, handing them to him, my wife looking directly at me. He took them from me and began stripping. As he removed his shorts he revealed a very thick, very hard, and very long cock. Her eyes widened when saw this and said, "Oh, my god! I can't take that!"Steve said, "I think you will. It may take a little time, but I'm sure I can get it in." He was thoroughly enjoying himself, having a husband stripping his wife to be fucked by another man. It was clear he was in control, and he was going to enjoy sticking it to me while actually sticking it to Amy. He moved to her, pulling her naked body into his and kissing her, his rigid cock up against her belly. He lifted her, placing her on the bed, and began caressing her, stroking her breasts, her thighs, finally stretching her legs apart, his hand sliding up to her cunt. She gasped as his fingers found her sex, gasping again as his fingers entered her, then a little cry as he found her clitoris. She began moaning as he continued his assault on her moistening vagina.It was incredibly erotic, my wife lying there in only her garter belt and stockings with her legs partly open, flushed and trembling as he continued his seduction. His mouth was now on her breasts, on her nipples which were fast becoming erect. With his knee he spread her legs more, his fingers still working on her vagina.She was becoming more and more aroused, moaning continually; her legs falling open more. He had reduced her to quivering helplessness, her body surrendering to him. He moved between her spread legs, mounting her, directing the purple swollen head of his cock against the wet puffy lips of her pussy, and began pushing into her. She groaned as the lips of her pussy began to spread, feeling herself stretching to accommodate his girth. He pressed powerfully and a scream erupted from my wife, her body jerking as the head of his cock entered her. He advanced his cock which was slowly disappearing into her-another scream as she was fully stretched and impaled. It was done!I had had second thoughts as I saw him preparing to enter her, thinking I could still stop him, but when he began to push into her I was caught up in the erotic situation, as helpless as my wife had been, faint with emotion as I watched him penetrate her, filling her with his thick cock. She locked eyes with me as she lifted her knees to lessen the pain of his entry.He began a slow deep thrusting, taking plenty of time with her, Amy grunting each time he filled her. Gradually his strokes quickened and he pushed more powerfully, Amy crying out continuously as her body responded, her legs folding over his plunging hips. A scream erupted from her as she began shaking; her body in spasm as she was overwhelmed by a wrenching climax. This triggered his orgasm; gripping her hips he pulled her fully onto him as he erupted into her, flooding her with his semen. It was so intense I almost came without touching myself. Finally he withdrew, moving beside her; her legs still spread as his semen appeared in her gaping vulva. I was stripped and I wanted to take her, but she refused. They lay there for awhile, not moving. In a short time he began stroking her again, his cock hardening against her thigh. It was soon clear he was going to take her once more. This time he rolled her over, pulling her up on her hands and knees, her rounded ass in the air. She was like a rag doll as he spread her thighs and pushed fully into her in one motion, my wife again crying out. He took a long time with Amy, thrusting fully into her, her breasts swaying with his plunges. Finally his strokes quickened, fucking her powerfully. She felt him swelling and throbbing as he spurted into the depths of her vagina, and she cried out shrilly as she was overwhelmed with her own orgasm.The thought that she could become pregnant as he serviced her triggered my own climax without even touching myself. He removed his softening cock from her gaping vagina, their juices glistening on her vulva and thighs. He dressed, and as he began to leave he said "thank you for the use of your wife-she was great. Call me if you want me to service her again." He smiled at me as he left.Amy had collapsed on the bed, rolled over and lay spread-eagled, presenting a picture of a woman who had been thoroughly fucked. "God it hurt when he entered me. I thought he would tear me-I have never been so filled and I have never been fucked so powerfully. Also the thought that I could get pregnant just made me more excited. How did you like watching that cock going in and out of your own wife, but I know the answer, I could see how thrilled you were. Well you've been cuckolded again, and it seems you like the roll. It was so great I might need you to provide more stud service for me.It seems she did get pregnant and she wanted to have the baby. As I watched her belly growing larger I kept remembering that erotic scene. The image stayed with me a long time, and she knew it, but we never repeated it. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 57 |
two4.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/61/two4.txt | THE TWO COMPANIONS PART IV(In which Jorge makes dinner, Simon makes new friends and Kaylee makes a sandwich)We don't make any money in Joss's verse, we just play hereAfter Jorge contacted his cousin Armando and arraigned for dinner he found that they would arrive in the middle of Carnival. "Great, what better place to hide ourselves than in a crowd?"When they had landed on New Kashmir, Jorge was talking to Mal at the top of the loading ramp in the pleasant early morning air "I guess this was a pretty hard fight during the war.""Yea, Intel screwed up and we got dropped right on top of a heavy roller Division. It was practically a reenactment of the battle of Arnheim from Earth-That-Was. Zoë and I were part of the rear guard in the operation that got us out of the city for extraction. When the rollers came out onto that plain after us, our bombers suddenly showed up and pounded them into the landscape. That's when we started calling them our angels." Mal paused and looked around. "I'm glad to see the city rebuilt after what those hun-dans did to it."Just then Jane walked up the loading ramp. "Mal, what in Emma's hell are you thinking? You're taking on more cargo? We're practically full now! Where we gonna put it all?""Well Jane, I generally as a rule don't turn down cargo. And I recon Mr. Mayweather here can give us some of his space savvy and help us out." Mal joked, challenging Jorge's background.Jorge cast a practiced eye on the hold and then turned to Mal. "Give me a copy of your manifest and I'll organize your cargo boomer style by port of call and date of shipment.""Right," the big man fumed. "And guess who's gonna be doin' all the work!"Jorge just cocked his head at Jane. "We both can do this, I'll pitch and you catch."Jane quickly backed up "I told you I don't do that anymore."Jorge laughed and called to Kaylee over intra-ship. "How much gravity can you kill in the hold?""In the bottom of a gravity well? It'll be tricky but I recon about point nine.""Great! Jane, fetch some E-V suits for us."Donning the suits but leaving the tops off so that they had the mag boots for traction, they only had to deal with inertia. Jorge began to propel the crates using leg power for propulsion and his arms for guidance. Jane used his bulk and upper body strength to catch and guide the cargo into place. After a few mishaps, they quickly developed a rhythm that turned the old firefly class transport hold into boomer ship-shape. While they worked, Jorge asked the bigger man how he came by his name if he didn't mind telling."Oh, my Ma named me after her family religion. We were sky-clad but I got tired of bein' nekkid all the time and practicing temperance and non-violence and no possessions, so I just up and run off. I guess you could call me a 'jack' Jane."Jorge laughed "Well, you're the first non-stockbroker Jane I've ever met."After a couple more hours with gravity restored and the suits off, Jane beamed with appreciation. "Come on Maestre, let's go get us a drink!""Sorry Jane, but I'm taking Kaylee and the doc to dinner down in Nuevo Bahia this evening and I have to go get ready." In return for his cargo work, Jorge borrowed Mal's formalwear and he and Simon dressed for dinner. Meanwhile Kaylee was in Inara's shuttle nervously fretting about the upcoming evening. "What if I make a mistake and embarrass myself in front of Simon and Jorge?" "Don't worry Mei-mei, It's Jorge's job to help you through everything. If you are unsure, Jorge will quietly whisper what you should do for the occasion. Not to change the subject but I am sure that Nuevo Bahia will be too warm for your ball gown so why don't we pick out something a little lighter?" Inara laid out several silk dresses for Kaylee's selection."Oooh, pretty! Are you sure Inara?""The way you fixed my coupling sleeves; I think this is the least I can do. Let's work on your hair too, after all the point of fixing a woman's hair up is all about when she lets it down." And Inara began to fuss with Kaylee's mahogany brown tresses.When Jorge and Simon arrived in silk dinner jackets and vests, Kaylee's hair was piled up and she was in a lime-green silk sheath slit to mid thigh and high at the collar but with bare arms and a embossed dragon running from shoulder to hip. Simon whistled in appreciation while Jorge announced "Lady Frye, your ebony and ivory escorts await."Inara in a comfortable kimono bid them a pleasant evening and gracefully headed to the galley as the trio pulled out in her shuttle.Half a continent away, close to the equator on the tranquil sea of New Kashmir, the shuttle settled into the dusty field outside of Nuevo Bahia. Kaylee looked out at the thick whitewashed walls of the medium sized town. "It looks kind of dead; hot too.""That's just because everyone is resting during the heat of the day. Armando's has evap-cooling and both of you can rest while I prepare our dinner with my cousin."After a joyous greeting, Armando showed Kaylee and Simon to a darkened room and a wide hammock and bid them rest until dark. "Don't worry about us; mechanics and ER docs know how to nap when they can."Later, as dusk was falling, Simon and Kaylee were aroused with a fresh batida made from tangerines, passion fruit and cachaca (fermented cane juice). "Whoa, that's good!" Kaylee praised and asked for more.Jorge helped them out of the hammock. "All in good time, little Kaylee, in this culture you have to learn to pace yourself. Now freshen up in the necessary and we will join my cousins at dinner."When they arrived in the dining room, the tables were set with the finest linen, silver and crystal. The place was packed with a well dressed crowd. The streets outside were also crowded with carnival goers; all were in boisterous spirits. Armando's family was already drinking cachaca toasts and warmly welcomed the new arrivals. The aromatic dishes being set out and included vapata: a tasty mix of corn meal, cashews, peanuts, red pepper, shrimp, coconut, salt, ginger and onions. There main dish was a wonderful lobster - fish moquica that had Simon complementing Armando. He demurred that Jorge was the chef."When will you join my kitchen Jorge? We always have a place for you."Jorge smiled "I think I'll have to become a Zen monk first. I know what you pay your staff and I know I'll have to take a vow of poverty in order to work here."The table erupted in laughter and Armando countered with "Monk eh? Well at least with your head shaved, your hair won't wind up in the moquica." The meal continued with wine and cachaca toasts and finished with a fine old rum and sugar cured cigars.As the table cleared and everyone bustled off to prepare their costumes for the festival, Kaylee longingly remarked "That looks like fun, too bad I'm out with two wanted men; bein' tourists, we'd stick out like sore thumbs.""Au contraire, mistress mechanic; I have everything in hand. Here are the basics of the Samba, if Richard Feynman can learn it, so can you." Soon Jorge had them performing rudimentary Samba steps as he accompanied them on the guitar."What about costumes?" Simon inquired."Just so" Jorge left and returned with a set of white wings, three shiny bikini pants and elaborate feather masks, one white and angelic with halo and two red devil masks. Simon sputtered. "We're not going to stick out like this?""That's the beauty, in these outfits nobody will be looking at our faces.""Where's my top?" Kaylee inquired.In reply, Jorge just held up red and white cans of glitter spray body paint. Simon and Kaylee just stood there with their mouths open.Half an hour later with Kaylee as a shiny white angel trying unsuccessfully to conceal herself with her wings accompanied by two even less attired attendant devils, joined the similarly clothed members of the Armando Samba School as it took it's place in the carnival lineup. Everyone applauded Jorge's and Simon's good looking torsos and Kaylee's shapely curves. Bottles of cachaca and splifs of spiceweed were passed around to calm the jitters at the beginning of the competition.Kaylee at first was shy and self conscious but Jorge whispered in her ear. "You are a very beautiful woman, nobody knows you here. Your charms have been hidden far too long- flaunt them, this is your night to shine." By mid-parade, under the influence of the alcohol and the excitement of the swirling dancers around her, Kaylee was dancing with wild abandon and wide open wings and beaming under her mask. Simon gamely kept up until they reached the judges stand. There Jorge had him lie down with Kaylee standing triumphantly with one foot on his hip. Armando's school swirled around them under the expert direction of his wife while Jorge contributed with acrobatics and dazzling Caproerea moves that had the crowd screaming for more.When the school took second place with honors, they all celebrated with more cachaca and all of the males made a point of embracing Kaylee while the females hugged Simon to their paint covered bosoms while making sly comments about his large 'basket'.As they returned to the shuttle, Kaylee was covered in smeared red and white paint and singing Samba songs. After they all washed each other off, Kaylee clearly buzzed by the night and alcohol and the sight and feel of much naked flesh, pulled Simon towards Inara's bed. Still wearing her wings and a wicked grin, she said "Maestre, I think it's time for the Doc's lessons."Judging that Simon was also aroused, Jorge began "Ok, Simon, the first thing to keep in mind is that she should always feel that she is beautiful and desired in your eyes. Start by stroking her hair while she lets it down and compliment her on how beautiful she is tonight. Really look at her and comment on what you see. Now stroke her arms and thighs. then massage her sore muscles and loosen her neck and shoulder tendons. Kiss her head, neck and shoulders."Kaylee just closed her eyes and shivered with pleasure at the touch and attention she was getting from her sweet Bao-bei. "Now Simon, I want you to kiss Kaylee, kiss her eyelids, kiss her ears, kiss her cheeks, kiss her chin. Brush her lips with your eyelashes and then devour her mouth with kisses. Some slow and lingering, some rapid and ravishing, some chaste and tender, some in which you imagine yourself penetrating every orifice in her body."When Kaylee began to clutch at Simon, Jorge told her that she was still the instructional aide and just to relax and enjoy the class. "Simon, kneel in front of her and continue to kiss her neck and shoulders while you cup and fondle her breasts. Brush, twist and tweak her nipples. Kiss them and suck them. Slowly kiss and lick your way down the ribcage and across the belly."Kaylee dropped her head back with a beautiful and lust lidded smile and lay down on her wings with a resigned but sensuous sigh.As the doc started to peel off the shiny bikini, the companion instructed him and demonstrated how to kiss each revealed inch down her outer thighs and calves to linger at her beautiful feet before working back up the inner caves and thighs to the tender skin between her thighs and the dark mahogany haired mound of Venus."I'm sure you're up on your female reproductive biology, but cullingness is not about that. It is more like cooking by flavoring to taste and bringing everything to a boil after a long simmer. Make it clear where you're going but don't rush; tease and tantalize before giving relief."Jorge paused to kneel between Kaylee's knees. "Let's prep the field." He joked to Simon before dusting her 'nethers' with a feather applicator.Propped on her elbows, Kaylee watched in fascination as Jorge's large lips completely covered her sex and he blew a hot, wet breath to activate the powder. An electric jolt ran through her system and set her to trembling while she watched him kiss and nibble with his incredibility white teeth first the inside of one thigh and then the other before nuzzling and licking her mound while his gaze was locked with hers. Just before he traded places with her Bo he gave her a playful wink. As in a dream her lust filled mind observed Simon duplicating the companion's ministrations.Jorge chuckled to himself as he watched Simon kneel with his hands upheld facing himself in the age old surgeon's habit of approaching a patient before he caught himself and placed his palms gently on his lover's inner thighs. When the companion had approved of the doc's technique, they switched places again. "Simon, my technique requires a strong tongue but the results are well worth it." He began to strongly lick her outer and inner lips avoiding her tender clitoris except for feather light caresses. When she began to moan and shiver, he put his lips around her button and sucked it until she groaned. When Jorge finally thrust his tongue into her and reached up behind her clit to lap her g-spot, he was rewarded with a scream of pleasure as she convulsively clutched the sheets. When Simon replaced him and duplicated his technique, Jorge noted with approval Kaylee's heaving, flushed breasts, wildly rolling eyes and her pleasure arched brows. He mentioned that Simon might want to place the tip of his forefinger to the rosebud of her anus. When he had done so, Kaylee suddenly grabbed the back of his head and clamped her thighs on him to lock her ankles in the middle of his back. With her toes curled and her back arched she soared into an all powerful and mind-consuming orgasm that had her bucking and twitching for several seconds."Sweet Buddha, I've died and gone to heaven." Kaylee gasped as she collapsed on top of her wings with her legs splayed wide and the glow of post climax that suffused her rose petal complexion from her auburn tresses to her pearly toenails.Simon just gaped down at her. "This is probably the most sacred and profane thing I have ever seen." Kaylee just gave a low throaty growl and sat up to yank down her boyfriend's increasingly tight pants. Without even pausing to fully remove them, she grasped his manhood and pulled it into her mouth. With the tight elastic around his thighs, and his most sensitive parts firmly embedded between his lover's lips and her hands on his buttocks and his brain on 'reset', Simon was caught and jerking like a gaffed fish.Jorge grinned but something about Kaylee set him to rummaging in his companion bag of tricks. "Ok, time out; Kaylee, have you been in my bag?" He queried as he held up a half empty bottle of red liquid. Kaylee raised her head with a sheepish grin and glistening lips from Simon's shaft. "Sorry, I was thirsty after all that liquor and it tasted like strawberries." Jorge admonished her. "You wouldn't like it if I got into your tool kit and stared fooling with Serenity's engine and you wouldn't get into the doc's bag and start taking things out of there. This aphrodisiac is a very powerful stimulant and you shouldn't take it unsupervised." Kaylee nodded with downcast eyes and Simon looked on with concern. "Will she need medical attention?"Jorge looked up and said "No, but you might before she is finished. I have some royal jelly extract that will help you and aid your stamina." After swallowing the jelly Simon said "Ancient Western medicine can help here too. That little blue pill in the side pouch of my bag could be of great assistance." He panted.After making some correction to Kaylee's technique and teaching her how to monitor Simon's arousal and how to use a squeeze technique to prolong and delay his climax, Jorge had her kneel on all fours on the bed and had Simon approach her from the rear "Doc, I want you to start slow alternating shallow and deep strokes." As he entered her Kaylee gasped clutched the silk- like sheets with spread fingers with the wings still on her back and her breast swaying and his thighs slapping her pink flanks, Simon said "No, this is the most sacred and profane thing I have ever seen." Jorge smiled again and said. "Make it less mechanical doc, remember the Samba." Jorge reached over to lightly slap a samba rhythm on Kaylee's up thrust butt. Kaylee just grinned at him and began pumping back against Simon's syncopated rhythm. In time a sheen began to form on their bodies and their movements became more frantic. Suddenly Kaylee screamed. "Cao, give it to me, Bao-bei, give it too me now, oh Cao." And she began another powerful orgasm. Simon peaked right after her and they both collapsed on the bed. Jorge sat leaning on his arms looking down at the beautiful spent couple next to him. They were both flushed and bathed in sweat. Kaylee recovered first and said. "I bet we look a sight don't we?" Glancing at his lap she said "And I can tell from the strain on your pants that you think it's all shiny." She reached over to playfully pat his bulge but paused to stroke the long curve of him. "What you got in here Maestre, can I look?" Without waiting for permission she fished his manhood out and with up thrust brows exclaimed "Wow, Simon you're well hung and all but I ain't seen nothing like this since I was a teenager and I sexed the over-endowed neighbor boy and got a wuppin' cuz he was under age." She looked over at Simon's exhausted form and said "Bao-bei, do you mind?" Simon just smiled and shrugged. "Why not? It's your night."Jorge inquired "Are you sure Simon?" Simon laughed and said "I can use all the help I can get with this beautiful little grease monkey." "Grease monkey eh? Well just you watch with I can do with this tool here." Kaylee countered and began a very vigorous felatio on his 'tool'. Kaylee laced her fingers and thumbs and around Jorge's birimbau and began to skillfully weave her hands up and down while swirling her tongue around his glans. When Jorge complimented her on her technique she paused and said "Nara taught me this with a rubber dildo a while back; glad you like it." As Simon watched his girl still in angel wings stroking and sucking on Jorge's ebony shaft, he suddenly felt revived and began to thrust into Kaylee's slippery 'nethers' eliciting pleasure moans from her lips around Jorge's now gleaming sex. After a period of worshipping the coal black phallus in front of her and being plumbed from behind by her boyfriend, Kaylee climaxed again and paused for breath. Waggling Jorge playfully, she said over her shoulder "This is all very nice, but this big old door knocker is getting wearisome on my jaw bones. How bout you two switch places?" As Jorge removed his pants Kaylee looked at the two men and whistled. "I'm one gorram lucky girl here. You know I've had a powerful hankering to do this again since that night with the Olsen twins before I met Bester." As Kaylee began her linked finger techniques on Simon, Jorge eased himself into Kaylee with both of them lying on their side. While she moaned in pleasure she threw her leg over Jorge's thighs and he began to stroke and caress her exposed erogenous zones with even more skill than he played the guitar earlier. Simon in the thrall of Kaylee's oral ministrations thought to himself "like father like son. I just hope I'll be a better husband and father than he was." Kaylee thought to herself as she sighed in pleasure. "Shiny: neither one has gorram batteries." Jorge thought to himself "Lao-tyen boo! I'm going to miss this in the monastery." And so the two men began what became a pleasurable but very long night of having Kaylee's lovely but voracious body between them in every possible combination. That had Jorge wondering if Kaylee had been memorizing Inara's copy of the Karma Sutra until the finally triumphant mechanic rose and stretched like a well satisfied cat. Looking down at their smiling sweaty, supine forms she said "Say you lazy bones, dawn's comin' up: don't you think we better get back to Serenity?" Jorge roused himself with a flask of hot coffee from Armando's and got the shuttle lifted and on the way while Kaylee snuggled in Simon's unconscious arms. After docking, Inara stepped into her shuttle and appraised the innocently sleeping nude couple, Kaylee still in her wings and Jorge's obviously worn condition. "Debauching angels now eh, Maestre?" "Hey, I barely survived myself. She got into the red aphrodisiac and it took the two of us to even keep up." Jorge sighed as he sipped his coffee. "But you know the old companion saying, it's still not as bad as..".".final exam week at House Madarassa." They both completed together. "And as the ancient philosopher Woodrow Allen stated: 'The worst sex I ever had was wonderful.'" Inara laughed and then turned sober. "Well, get them up. Mal wants his mechanic in the engine room and the doc in the infirmary ready for action and he wants to know if you know how to handle a gun." Inara grimly announced as she reached under the bed for her crossbow. Kaylee suddenly sat up with her hands in front of her privates and asked with alarm "What is it, Reavers?" Inara looked at her "No Mei-mei, but it's almost as bad. It's the Longshoreman's Tong"To be continued? |
jenny.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/59/jenny.txt | My wife Jenny is a little hottie for her age, she is 48 and she still looks great, she has put on a couple of pounds over the years but this has only added to her sexy curvy figure. Jenny has size 38c cup tits and a beautiful trimmed cunt, she has long dark hair and very pretty brown eyes and is very submissive to her lovers in bed.Our story starts about 2 months ago when I reluctantly talked Jenny into going to a swinger's party. Initially, Jenny didn't want to go but told me she would only go to watch and not participate, I agreed believing that once there her naughty side would take over. I had Jenny wear a really sexy one piece clinging dress with no bra to show off her ample tits and a pair of red lace panties and black stilettos, and I must say she made me hard just to look at her standing there.We got to the party at around 9.30pm, there wasn't many people there at first only about 3 couples, the hostess and her hubby and 2 single guys. As the time went by more people began to show up and before long there were around 6 couples and some 17 single guys. On the TV There was a DVD showing a woman with3 guys on her, Jenny and I sat on the couch and started watching the DVD while I got us some drinks, I was making her double shot scotch and colas to relax her and warm her up. During the DVD I could see various single guys looking at my slutty dressed wife, she also noticed them and while they made her feel uncomfortable I could tell she was enjoying the attention. I got up to get our drinks a refill from the kitchen and when I came back into the lounge area I saw a guy sitting next to my Jenny and chatting with her, she was appearing a bit nervous, but she knew full well that this guys intention was to get into her pants.At first I just kept my distance and watched things play out a bit, I wanted to give her potential lover a bit of space to get comfortable with her, I was feeling so horny seeing this guy hitting on my hot little wife. After about 10 minutes I went back and sat next to Jenny and her new friend while putting my arm around her, I looked down at her chest and she was a bit red and flushed( a good sign of her starting to get horny) also I could clearly see as could our friend that her nipples had started to harden up. We chatted with this guy for a while and sensing my wife relax I began to play with her nipple, at first she was very uncomfortable until the guy told her that she had great tits and that she should relax a bit, I dared go further and placed my hand on her knee and started the slow journey of working my hand up to her nicely trimmed pussy which by now was starting to drip.She felt so hot and wet when I got my fingers on her fuck-hole, she was wetter than I felt her in ages obviously her body was pre-lubricating her hole for the potential coupling with another male. Our friend was eagerly watching my hand and asked how wet she was and could he feel her tits, I asked Jenny if this was ok and she just gave me a little grin, the guy then asked if he could join us in one of the rooms, but Jenny wasn't ready to play and was still feeling very nervous, so after we declined his offer he went of and picked up one of the other sluts that were available and succeeded in getting to fuck her along with 3 other guys in the room adjacent. Jenny and I went to the doorway and joined the others looking at the gangbang that was happening and I pulled her tits out exposing her to the crowd and fondled and fingered her under her skirt while this was all going on, some guys were more interested in watching Jenny than the gangbang before them. After a while we went back to the main area to get another drink, this time I told her to wait in the corridor and I will be back with the drinks, when I noticed a guy around 30 looking at my wife, he seemed quite shy but I noticed him looking earlier in the night at her, he walked up to her and started chatting and she was obviously interested in this one, I could tell by her body language and her flirting that this guy could be the one. I just hung back, it was almost like fishing she was the bait or should I say her tits were the bait and this guy was definitely circling and sniffing around my bitch. After about 15 minutes I joined them and he introduced himself to me as Cal and commented on how lovely and sexy my wife was, this guy was real smooth and she was definitely hot for this guy. We sat on the lounge and had the usual chit chat and he asked if we wanted to play, we just went in the corridor and I pulled out her tits were I let him suck on them for a bit. Cal tried to get his hand into her panties but a few guys were eagerly watching and she shut down, Cal then suggested we go to his flat just down the road a bit, I asked Jenny and she apprehensively said ok, but that she wasn't promising any action (Like hell I thought to my self, if you go there you are going to put out!)We drove to Cal's home in our car and I couldn't help slide my hand onto her pussy under her skirt and hell was she hot and wet, this guy really turned her on, I think it must have been the fact that he was a lot younger than me and she saw him as a young potent alpha male capable of making her pregnant since I have had a vasectomy. Once in his home we sat on the couch and our host put on a porno movie for all to enjoy, and got us a drink, by now my little slut was getting a bit tipsy which is what is required for her to start spreading her legs. I had Jenny go and sit next to Cal on the couch, but he was as nervous as she was so I told her to come back and sit on my lap.Jenny sat on me with her back to my chest and I started playing with her nipples through her top while we were all talking, I then put my hand on her thigh forcing her to spread her legs and give our host a good view of her lace covered pussy which by now was running with hot wet pussy juice. I then pulled both her tits out as our fiend was eagerly watching her private bits being exposed for his viewing pleasure, I was getting the desired effect at last, then I got her to get up with her tits hanging out and go sit near Cal again.This time he needed no further instruction he immediately began playing with her nipple and sucking on her t the same time rubbing her drenched pussy through her equally soaked panties. I then suggested we take her into the bedroom, so Cal got up and took my bride by the hand and lead her onto his bed, she just stared a t me and I told her to lie back and enjoy the attention, she was now definitely in the zone. Our host was all over her in a hurry, devouring her breasts and kissing her neck and cheeks, I then took the opportunity to reach under her skirt and remove her wet panties giving Cal full access to my little slut, she immediately opened her legs wide on the bed for her new lover, it was awesome they were totally abandoned to each other like 2 animals she a bitch in heat and he a bull wanting to seed her. I just sat back and watched the event unfold, she looked so hot legs spread rubbing his body, responding to his touch, he on the other hand was on fire ramming his cock in her delicate little mouth and forcing her to suck him deep, he climbed on her head and face fucked her, grabbing her hair and treating her like a piece of fuck meat. It was going to be a rough mating for her but I was so aroused I almost blew my load in my pants just watching, I just stood there jerking off at the scene before my eyes. It was now time for Cal to mount her, they were both on fire for each other, she looked at me and said, "Let him fuck me?" I gave her my permission and she reached into her purse and gave him a condom which he eagerly put onto his hard 8-inch cock, she then lay back and spread herself for him and he climbed onto her, his hard cock looking menacing at it was at her cunt's opening, her hole glistened with wetness, her vagina lips were puffy and swollen, I could see right up her hole into her womb, into the place he was just about to enter. Jenny put her arms around her young bulls back and pulled him into her, I saw the head then the entire length of his cock disappear into my wife's cunt, I was now on fire. He was rough, he really wanted to break her in half, ramming her wildly, thrusting as though he really wanted to hurt. Such was his lust for her, and my petite little wife became his total wanton fuck whore, meeting his every thrust with equal ferocity, grinding herself into him, ignoring her husband completely. He was so hot I thought he was about to cum so I got him off her and put her into a doggy position for him, I then got him to mount her from behind, I sat on the floor near the bed and watched as her grabbed her long black hair in one hand and yanked her back hard, his other hand found her swinging breasts which he squeezes and mauled all the while bearing his full weight on the bitches back as her thrust into her, he really looked like he wanted to impregnate her in front of me, and she was eager to be seeded. After a while he looked close and told her he was close to cumming, I could sense she also was close, so I helped the lovers along by lying under her and sucking on the tit that was swinging above my mouth, with my free hands I rubbed her clit while he banged her. I really wanted to help them join together, he then told her he was about to cum and the thrusts became very violent, she was being slammed into the bed head, but now I didn't give a fuck I wanted his load deposited as deep in her as he could, I secretly wished he was fucking her bareback, suddenly Cal let out a loud moan and began to tremble, I could see his balls tighten and he was emptying into the whore, she then came also shaking beneath him as he told her he was cumming inside her body. Her legs were shaking as he was spent and laying his full weight on her back, after a couple of seconds my used bride succumbed to his weight and they both slumped onto the bed, he on top of her, her legs spread with his cock still inside her.After a minute or 2 he rolled off my wife and went and got her some towels so she could clean up. She looked awesome sitting their on another mans bed, naked, legs wide open wiping her vagina after a good fucking while her hubby watched. We said our goodbyes and left, my wife was so hot that on the way home I pulled over onto a dirt road and put my seed deep inside her, after all she is my cunt and I own the whore.END |
reversal.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/reversal.txt | I guess you would say I'm a pretty successful woman. Well not that "pretty," although I've kept a nice figure and my tits have always drawn stares. I am an executive with a high tech firm with lots of cashed-out options that by now have made me fairly wealthy. But nothing about my looks or my recent affluence could have landed me David. David is intelligent, sensitive, and movie-star handsome: tall, square jaw, trim but muscular. Think of Hugh Grant.David was a virgin when I met him in college and very shy. He hated the way women constantly pestered him for sex. I lusted for David as much as any of the other girls, but I could see that the direct approach would not work with David. I feigned disinterest in sex and pretended to be interested only in being buddies, helping him pass a required math course, lulling him into a false sense of security. Then one night when we (he) had been drinking we started making out and "accidentally" went all the way. He was so mortified he immediately agreed when I asked him to marry me.Yes!!I loved being married to David; the envious stares from other women when we were out in public were gratifying. As my career progressed -- I was the youngest VP in my firm, ever -- he was also a big asset at my business functions, drawing stares from the other women executives. David, on the other hand, was a writer who had had not yet had much success so he stayed at home and took care of the house. Outwardly, we were the perfect couple, a rich successful wife and a handsome, artistic husband, but in private... well David remained shy. He loved me, I know, but I could not get him to initiate sex. I did, of course, but it was not very satisfying.He was also prudish, insisting that we turn the lights out and never wanting to do it in any position but "missionary." Other kinds of sex were out of the question. He pulled away if I tried to give him blow jobs and would not let me draw his hand down to finger me. I didn't even dare suggest he go down on me; it would have freaked him completely!And although he would attend prim and proper business events with me, he would not let me dress him up in tight hot clothes and take him dancing and clubbing. After his "accident" that night before we married, he is very cautious about how much he drinks, so seducing him over wine and candle-light dinners is out. Like too many men, he just does not crave nasty, frequent sex the way we women do. Still, little by little, I've come to suspect something else is behind his apparent low sex drive: he's afraid to "let go" lest I get him to make me pregnant. Yes, he knows I want a five or six kids, maybe more, and he is afraid of the responsibility and loss of his independence. He is afraid -- and he's not far wrong -- that if he isn't careful, I could trick him into fucking unprotected when I'm fertile.I guess the memory of his own childhood has made him cautious. David's father was also promising artist, but after marrying David mother when she "accidentally" got pregnant, he could never find time away from taking care of one baby after another, ten in all. I didn't mind David's wanting a career as a writer -- I set him up with a studio in our home -- but I wanted babies and I needed David to be a father and a daddy for them. David, however, was just as determined not to make me pregnant and he avoided making love to me anywhere near my fertile period (he was a tampon snoop) and always insisted on using a condom when he did.I had girlfriends whose husbands had initially been reluctant daddies, but they had no trouble getting their guys so horny they got fucked pregnant over and over. While my friends were having two and three, and even four babies, I had none. David just had too much self control and I wasn't even getting the sex I needed, much less the babies I wanted.Naturally in my sexual frustration I turned to porn. Surfing the Internet, I found stories about sexy women who trick, or seduce, or drug, or hypnotize men, making them so horny they can't keep from filling the pussies of the dominant women. Stories like "Judith and Me" or "Principles" by Homer Vargas drove me crazy with desire to get my sexy husband to make a baby with me. But it just wasn't happening.Gradually I drifted into darker areas or on-line erotica, where, from the number of stories and websites, I discovered that mine is a common problem. I read hundreds of stories and letters from hundreds of horny women fantasizing about seeing their husbands or boyfriends get turned on enough even to fuck other women. I found myself strangely aroused by these stories of domineering women, often uneducated or crude, who sexually enslave gentle; intelligent men, mistreating and abusing them. It turned me on to imagine David that way, in the sexual thrall of a woman totally beneath his class, making him do things for her he never would for me. Interestingly, most of the stories featured handsome white husbands and powerful black women.This was crazy. Why would I, why would any woman want the man she loved to be "taken" by another woman? I could only rationalize this as a projection of the anger we horny women feel for our too in-control spouses. 'Won't fuck rich, loving, cultured me? Well, see what might happen to you!' But even if I understood the power of these stories, it didn't make me less obsessive about them. Even more surprising, I found there are women -- black women -- who claim to be able to take any prudish white man and fuck him into an ever-horny fucktoy.Shocked at first, I gradually started to get turned on by the idea of having another woman, especially a black woman, fuck my husband. Lying awake at night horny and frustrated beside my handsome, unavailable husband, I fell asleep orgasming to the thought of David's degradation, lying helpless beneath a large black dominatrix fucking him silly.One safe night when we were, at last, about to do it, I brought up the idea of fucking a black woman. He blushed and said he was disgusted by the idea, but I noticed his prick jumped. Taking a chance I dropped into a make-believe role of a "hot black Momma." I talked to him about sucking my big black tits and losing his little white cock in my big hairy pussy. He came like never before.From then on, our hottest sex (still too tame by my standards, but improving) was when I pretended to be a black woman who was seducing him. In that role I was able to get David into bed more frequently and even to let me fuck him from on top, although still not without the damn condom. Over the weeks I started hinting that maybe he should let it happen for real. He was reluctant, but after weeks of persuasion by me in my "black Momma" role, he gave in.I began to search the Internet in earnest. I discarded the ones who claimed to use hypnosis and other hokey ads. Finally I made contact with a "Madam Monique" who said she could turn any white husband into a pussy slave within weeks. I got in touch with her and she said she was booked for months in advance, but after seeing David's picture, she agreed to meet us in a bar in about a week. It took another long session of me as David's Black Momma to get him to agree.I was very nervous and excited the night of our arranged meeting. David had let me get him into a sexy outfit: tight black pants, a toreador silk shirt and dancing boots with a bit of heel. He was so sexy I would have raped him if I could. The bar was in a respectable part of town, but from the moment I walked in I could see it was a rendezvous spot for black women meeting white husbands on the sly. Fortunately David was naïve enough not to realize what kind of dive we were in.Normally David does not drink, as I said, but I guess he was feeling nervous, too, and allowed me to get several drinks down him before the appointed hour. I spotted her when she walked in and my blood ran cold. Monique was taller than I, yet very curvy. Her hair was curled and lightened and she wore a superior smirk. She surveyed the club like a lioness surveying the savanna for her next meal.Suddenly I felt inadequate, comparing my own pale skin to Monique's smooth ebony, my puny C-cup breasts to Monique's magnificent honkers. I contrasted my own modest knee-length skirt, top, and flats to Monique's short, tight miniskirt, see-through blouse, and 5" heels. Even in the dim light I saw her painted lips, large loopy earrings, bangles on her sleeveless arms and a gold chain dropping into her spectacular cleavage. She oozed confident femininity. I gulped my drink to steady my nerves.It did not take Monique long to spot David, who was easily the hottest guy in the club, even if he did not know it. She slinked over. "You must be David," she breathed in a Jamaican or Caribbean accent, licking her lips hungrily. David looked up to see her for the first time. I could see his jaw drop. He had clearly never laid eyes on a woman so powerfully feminine. He gazed up at Monique's magnificent breasts as if hypnotized. "I think we'll dance," Monique informed me, seeing that David had no ability to refuse her.I was surprised at her finesse. She did not immediately begin grinding her pussy on him or crush his face into her tits, although it looked like she could have. David was in another world. Rather she glided around the floor with him, letting him relax and become more aroused. Only later as the music picked up did she begin spinning and bumping against him, flashing him her dark glistening pussy. Finally when slower music returned she melted into him pressing that superb body against him and pulling him close. I was amazed to see David's hands on her ass; he had never touched me that way when we danced, which was never. David's eyes were closed and his head was resting against her boobs. Suspiciously, one of Monique's hands was invisible in the vicinity of David's crotch.When Monique brought David back to our booth, I hardly recognized my husband. He had a mindless grin on his face and glazed eyes. Monique's hand did not leave his crotch and I could see a huge bulge in his pants, a bulge I had never been able to put there. "You've got one sexy man here," Monique chuckled. "I think I'm going to have some fun with him tonight! Now be a good girl and fetch us some drinks." I was reluctant to leave David alone with her, but she glared at me in a way that sent me scurrying off.When I returned some ten or so minutes later, I was shocked. David's pants were open and he was lying back, eyes closed and almost unconscious with pleasure as Monique was fondling his naked cock. David had never allowed me such liberties and here he was letting a black woman had never met before tonight give him a hand job in public. I felt a gush of arousal from my pussy as I stared at the erotic sight.Suddenly David started to moan and buck as he did when he was about to come. I thought she was going to humiliate him by letting him spurt cum all over himself, but just as quickly Monique thrust her head down and took David's cock into her mouth. Almost instantly I saw my husband's penis swell and overflow into the warm sucking mouth of this beautiful black woman who swallowed every drop of his jism. I may have cum from the sight and the intense envy that SHE was enjoying the taste of my husband's sperm that he had denied me!"I think we need to continue this somewhere a little more private. Let's go to your house," Monique suggested in a tone that allowed for no dissent. I was in a nervous wreck as Monique helped David pull up his pants and followed them toward our car, Monique constantly whispering to David and playing with his bulge. Slipping into the backseat with David, Monique grinned at me. "Keep your mind on your driving and your hands on the wheel. And keep your prying eyes on the road ahead."I was scarcely able to do any of those things. David's grunts and moans as Monique continued to fondle him were soon joined by a slurping sound and Monique's mews of pleasure. Risking an accident, I glanced back to see that Monique had opened her flimsy blouse and had pulled David's face to her breasts where he was kissing and sucking her amazing jugs with crazy enthusiasm. "Yeah Baby! Suck those titties. Make Momma feel gooood! Ahhhh!" I could hardly believe it. Monique had come just from my sexy husband working those bazookas with his lips and tongue.As soon as we arrived at our house, Monique peremptorily ordered me to prepare drinks and snacks for them. As was now the pattern, I quickly obeyed, leaving David staring in awe at this sex goddess. I did not like the way things were going, but I rationalized that this was what I was paying Monique to do. As I went to the kitchen, Monique was kissing David and telling him what a pretty white boy he was and how she was going to enjoy fucking him. I don't think David was in any condition to understand what she was saying.It did not take long, but when I returned I got the biggest shock of my life! There was David on his knees in front of the couch. Monique had hiked that silly excuse for a skirt and was holding David's face firmly into her furry snatch. I had never seen such a huge hairy pussy in all my life and it was hard to tell if David was eating it or it was eating him! Renewed pangs of envy ripped my heart and moistened my pussy to see this black woman achieve in minutes what I had been trying to do for David for years!"Considering his lack of experience, your man has great potential as a cuntlicker," Monique smirked between grunts. "Oh, yes! Baby, yes! Make Momma cum and she'll give you something real nice to drink "Ahhhhiiii!" Monique bucked as my husband's tongue and lips in her horny pussy made her orgasm, but she held David's head close between her ample thighs, forcing him to continue as she came down from the climax. She grinned at me smugly and then grimaced again as David brought her to another climax. Amazingly, she didn't let him stop until she had given my husband two more mouthfuls of pussy juice. When she let him come up for air as she regained her breath, David's face glistened with her moisture and he was were clearly lust-drunk from imbibing Monique's copious flow. His eyes were open, but I doubted he was seeing anything."Did you enjoy that, sweetie?" Monique smirked at me. "I can see you did!" Only then did I realize that I had been playing with my pussy; my hand was still in my panties as she spoke. "So, do you still want me to fuck your husband? You want him to know what it is like to get laid by a real woman?"This was nothing like what I had expected. Monique seemed to be enjoying this far too much and David wasn't just getting "loosened up," he was totally under the spell of this black witch. But I was powerless to object. She was so sexy, so totally in control. Compared to her I felt like a little girl. Suddenly I realized that my hand was still in my pussy and that I was coming harder than I'd ever come in my life!When I came to my senses a few seconds later, Monique was leading my sex-tranced husband to our bedroom. Reluctantly I followed, peering in from the doorway. "You can watch, but keep quiet. I've got some serious husband-sexing to do," Monique admonished. Slowly before David's barely seeing eyes she stripped, displaying her firm, voluptuous body. David was frozen by the sight. Then, methodically, she began to disrobe my passive husband: shoes, shirt, pants underwear socks all the while whispering to him how hot, how sexy he was, how much she was going to enjoy fucking him.I was transfixed by fear and arousal."Let's get you into bed, sweetie," she cooed, stroking David's rampant cock. "Just lie back and Monique will put this in a nice warm place and take good care of it!"Even aroused and he was, out of habit David opened the drawer by the bed and removed a condom. A felt a wave of relief. My David was still David. Gently Monique removed it from his hand. "Oh no, big boy! I don't fuck white men with condoms. Nothing "comes" between Monique and a white cock!" she laughed at her little joke, though David was too confused to understand. Transfixed in horror I watched Monique knee walk up, straddling David's hips and slowly ease her pussy over my husband's unprotected penis!David gasped! Monique must have grasped his penis with her pussy muscles. "Like that honey? Like the way Monique fucks you?" David's crossing and uncrossing eyes were affirmative enough. "You like the way Monique's tight hot pussy holds you, Honey? You like the way I fuck you?"Why did he have to regain his voice just then? Why did I have to hear him? "Oh, yeah! Yeah! Fuck me, fuck me Monique! I love your pussy! Uhhhhh, yeah!""Is it better than hers?" she taunted, looking t me. "Do I fuck you better than your white wife?""Oh fuck! YESSS! I love your slick, wet black pussy. It's so much tighter and slicker than hers! Oh fuck me!""And does fucking Monique make you want to come, baby? Do you want to shoot your whiteboy jizz into my hot black pussy? You want to come in me, baby?" She had slowed down maddeningly, not letting David orgasm, holding him on the edge. "You want me to fuck you and make you come in my pussy? Come in my fertile pussy? You want to make a baby with Monique?""What? NOOO!" David's eyes were suddenly wife open in terror! "No, you've got to pull off! I can't ... can't make you pregnant!""Oh! Is that what you are worried about, Sweetie?" Her voice was soft but her eyes were hard when she glanced at me. "Are you afraid that if I keep running my tight, black pussy up and down your hard white prick, you will lose control? Scared it will feel so good you'll shoot your babymaking semen into me and knock up a big beautiful Black woman?" Each phrase was another careful rise and fall on my helpless husband's cock. "But isn't that what you want, David, to make my black belly swell with your baby? Wouldn't you like to see my big tits full of milk to feed the baby that YOU put in my tummy? Are you sure you want me to stop fucking you? Stop before you lose control and make me pregnant with your white baby?"Monique was riding him with exquisite deliberation now and David was in anguish. Then before my horrified eyes, he broke,"Yes! Monique, YESS! Fuck me Monique. Take my cum! Let me give you my babyyyyyy!" David's body spasmed. His hips rose from the bed and thrust up into Monique as he screamed in climax.Feeling David's hot seed flood her womb Monique also came as well. "Yes, a baby! Ive got your baby, baby baby baby," she chanted deliriously. I felt the three fingers deep in my own pussy soak with my spend as I came as well.Drained, emotionally and physically I allowed Monique to motion me out of the room. "Get gone, white girl! This man and I have some serious baby making to do."All night long I could hear David's screams of ecstasy as he came in Monique over and over.Nasty ending:That was several years ago. After her first pregnancy was confirmed, Monique moved into our house, essentially displacing me as David's wife. Seeing that magnificent woman strutting around the house, her belly growing under the flimsy lingerie and maternity dresses she wore, it just seemed natural to yield to her in everything. I knew if I did not, she would take David from me; he was little more than her sex slave, continuing to fuck her daily whenever she demanded. She seemed to get off on fucking him when I was around. She had me open a joint account with David and her so she could have him spend money on flashy clothes and jewelry for his pregnant lover.I no longer work, my money being sufficient for our needs. But Monique does not let me hire help. She thinks it's more fitting for a white wife to do the cleaning and cooking that David used to do. This leaves Monique time to take David out shopping or just out to show off her beautiful pregnant belly, letting everybody know that the handsome white man at her side put a baby in her sexy body. Lately she had taken pity on me and has begun to allow me to clean her pussy after David has filled her. She says for a white wife, I'm not bad at eating black pussy.Right now, I'm home alone. Monique has taken David out dancing. Monique's four children are asleep or playing in their rooms, so I have time to write this tale. But things are just going to get more hectic. I recognized the glint in Monique's eye as she left with David and I can guess what she plans to do with him later tonight night when she gets him back home. In about nine months I will have another brown baby to take care of.Nice ending.That was several years ago. After her first pregnancy was confirmed, Monique moved into our house. We quickly became fast friends. Things have worked out wonderfully since. Although it's still a little painful to see that Monique is David's number one woman, I can't complain. Monique has David's libido so revved up that, although Monique fucks him anytime she wants, I'm still getting more sex -- hot and nasty the way I like it -- than ever dreamed of before. Then too, Monique absolutely forbade David to use condoms even with me, so soon after Monique arrived, I missed my period, too.It was great fun to be pregnant with Monique, to know the same man we both love has given both of us his babies. We did everything together shopping, movies, going out showing off our growing, sexy bellies. Of course with the pregnancy, both of us were hornier than a flock of ewes and David, well, he has great stamina, but he was just ONE man and not nearly able keep up with the raging libidos of TWO pregnant women. Fortunately Monique had a solution for that too. I was reluctant at first, but Monique pointed out that David loved eating her pussy, why wouldn't I. And do I ever cum buckets when Monique gets her hard pink tongue into me! By the time Monique was about seven months, we discovered I could drink milk from those amazing tits of hers and a few weeks later she started doing the same for me. Some days we didn't get out of bed, just lying there making love and nursing at each other's engorged breasts.Monique had a beautiful brown little boy Jamal, and not long after I delivered a darling little blond girl, Doreen. David of course was just crazy about them both, burping and bathing and changing them when they were not drinking from Monique's and my more than adequate breasts. Sometimes we switched babies, but they didn't care. She decided, however, that the next two shouldn't come so close together; it was just too hard on poor David. So although Monique went right back to having bareback sex with David as soon as she could after Jamal, she said David would have to use condoms with me until she was well along with number two.Right now Monique and I are tied at four babies, two boys and two girls, each, but we think she may be pregnant again. I hope so. I hate condoms!The EndComments welcomed at - Vargas111@yahoo.com |
janetsjob.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/63/janetsjob.txt | My whole body tingled with excitement as I removed the robe in front of the class. The eyes of twenty young students, both male and female absorbed every inch of my body. I searched out the ones that looked at me with lust in their eyes. That included most of the men. A few of the men were serious artists and they didn't see my body as an object for their sexual desires. This was my third session with this class. Those that came only to see a naked woman kept staring at my pubic mound hoping to get a glimpse of my vaginal lips, or a clit peaking out at them.I knew how to model without exposing the hot pink lips, that is, until later when I would give them an accidental view that would rush their blood into their aroused organs. My well proportioned and shapely breasts were another focal point where most eyes, even the women in class. My nipples always hardened when I modeled. There were also some that admired my long legs and tight buttocks. My husband is very supportive of my job. Yes, I'm married. He gets a kick out of knowing that men view me naked. We have lost some friends because of my job. Those that remain though do not make it a big deal but the husbands do secretly wish that they could also feast on my body being willingly exposed to make a living. No one has yet made such a bold move as enrolling in these classes. **I have also done private work. That was where life became interesting. I have done things that I have not told my husband. The money was good but most of all I enjoyed it. I remembered one rich kid who was about 17 years old. He got my number and called me for a private modeling.I gave him my rates and the deal was set. I went to his handsome home. His parents were out of town. I went to his room and was surprised to find his two friends there. I usually don't do private work for an audience but I let it slide this time. I'm sure they all pitched in for this treat. His friends couldn't hold their excitement but the kid was cool. The boys kept eyeing me but couldn't hold eye contact. After receiving the money I asked them where I could undress. It didn't surprise me that they had no drawing paraphernalia. However I noticed the all too familiar digital camera. I was also not surprised that I was told to "just" undress in their presence. The kid seemed to have had sexual experiences before but his friends were definitely virgins who would be the type to masturbate several times a day over a beat up Playboy magazine that they hid in their rooms. Even before starting, their erections were clearly visible. I wore a dress that day and turned my back to them and pulled down my zipper. I'm sure their hearts were beating fast and that excited me. The sight of my bar strap would probably further strain their erections in their pants. I let the dress fall. They could see my pink cotton panties and my white lace bra. I still wore my pumps. When I turned around, their tongues were literally hanging out. I don't know if they could hold their erections in their pants any longer but I unhooked my bra. They probably couldn't believe they were seeing a live 27 years old naked woman. Three pairs of eyes were glued to my mammaries. I let them sway slightly. With my eyes glazing into their eyes I bent forward and removed the last piece of clothing I wore. For their pleasure, I did a turn around. The kid picked up the camera. I told them that I wouldn't let them keep any pictures with my face showing. They agreed. The kid had nerve. He said, "Spread your legs wide open." I sat down on a chair with my legs together. He was ready to shoot with the camera. Ever so slowly, I lifted my knees up and spread my legs exposing my love hole to them. He clicked his first picture. I felt generous that day. I got my hands down there and spread apart the vaginal lips for them. He quickly got another picture in. "What do you want me to do?" I asked them. The kid said to just walk around and act natural. So I stood up and walked around the room looking at his posters and CD collection. I could be so comfortable in the nude with people watching me that I put them at ease. We started having a regular conversation and his friends also opened up with a few sentences here and there. I found out who was the most desired girl in their high school and what a jerk her boyfriend was. I found out their tastes in music and sports. We discussed basketball. They asked me why I posed nude and whether my husband minded. I said, "I enjoy it and make good money. My husband thinks it's great that people appreciate my body. We have a pretty open relationship." I put in a few extras and did a dance. They ogled my swaying and bouncing breasts. I slightly brushed my ass to each of their faces. I also took their hands and let them feel my pubic mound. I casually mentioned that I wouldn't mind if they wanted to relieve themselves. After a momentary hesitation, three throbbing erections popped out for air. Clenched fist were savagely stroking their purple organs. I tried my best seductive moves as they each shot their loads one after another. With a few minutes to spare, I gave each of them a minute to feel me up. I stood in front of the first boy and his hands went for my breasts. He squeezed them and caressed them, paying special attention to my hardened nipples. He then felt my lips with his fingers getting them hot and aroused. He got me to bend for him so that he could get a good view of my crack. His fingers gently caressed my butthole and I enjoyed the sensation. The next boy concentrated more on my pussy. He had his finger in and out. After that he just had me spread my legs apart to carefully absorb the sight of my love hole. The experienced kid held me in a hug so that he could really feel me up. His hands were everywhere. Before long their time was up. They weren't too happy as I put on my clothes. The instructor put me in a pose. As I got comfortable, he explained to the students what he wanted emphasized in today's lesson. I put on my bored professional face. For twenty minutes I stayed still. I don't really think much during these times. Today I didn't get to watch the students where I could see how the men looked at me. My pose had me gaze at a side wall. Oh, well. **I once had a very rich South American student in one of the art classes I posed for. As I was getting into my car after a session, he suddenly appeared in front of me. He had a big smile. I thought to myself, "Oh, no! Not another guy wanting to marry me." He surprised me. He came right out and asked me if I would serve at his party topless. I asked him what it would entail. He said it would take about 6 hours and there would be about 15 guys and girls. I told him how much I would charge and he agreed without hesitation. I was waiting for him to tell me as to when this party would take place and he seemed hesitant for a while. Finally he blurted out, "There is something more that I would like you to do and I would pay you for it." His accent was kind of neat. "Sure, what is it?" I asked. "After the party, all the guys will pick a card. He who gets the highest card will get to do whatever he wishes with you." He explained. I was quiet. Thinking that I was taking offense at what he requested, he was apologizing profusely. Smilingly I told him that I took no offense and I have done such things before. I just was thinking of how much to charge. We finally came to a figure and everything was set. I was ready to go home and he still seemed to have something in his mind. It seemed that he and his friends arranged these parties quite frequently and topping it off with a kind of a lottery as to who would get the girl they hired for the evening. He confessed that he was very much attracted to me and couldn't bear the chance of not having me first before one of his friends. He explained that this was against their rules. I said that I would be happy to sleep with him before the party. We arranged the fee and a date two days before the party. I told my husband that I had a meeting to attend. I didn't wear anything spectacular so that he wouldn't be suspicious. I changed my clothes at a gas station. I got a few whistles as I got out wearing a real sexy black dress. I met Miguel at the restaurant and we sat real close. He was feeling real good that all the men were staring at me and being jealous of him. He had his hands up my dress most of the evening. He kept rubbing my moist pussy through my panties. I left my car at the restaurant and we drove back in his BMW. He put on some real mellow music and we kissed passionately. I felt like I was in high school again. We reached his expensive apartment and started making out on his couch. After necking out like teenagers, I told him to start a bath. He filled the bath with warm relaxing water and promptly sat in the bath his erection throbbing in the water. I switched off the light in the bathroom and left the door open for some light. I undressed in the semi-darkness and I could see that he was salivating with lust. I entered the bath and began massaging his feet. I took control and bathed Miguel. I gently held his erection as I soaped his balls. It was driving him crazy. I would then slip in my soapy finger into his anus and he would go wild. I then let him have his way. His mouth hungrily sucked on my nipples. His tongue was going everywhere, making me real excited. We made love until one o'clock that night. I then had to get back to my husband. Break time. I put on my robe and walked to see everyone's piece of art. Some were very good but those that were bad were the ones that interested me. I slyly looked to see if they had a boner. More often than not, they did. I also liked the way they acted, ignoring my presence. I arrived at Miguel's house twenty minutes before the party started. My duties were explained to me and then he handed me the outfit for the night. It was a real sleazy fishnet stocking that covered my front but fully exposed my ass. I brought my black high-heels as he requested. As I put on the outfit, his eyes lit up. I looked like a cheap whore in a crummy strip joint. The guests starting arriving and everyone was appreciative of my body. Most congratulated Miguel on his good choice. I was groped, touched and pinched all night. Everyone kissed my nipples as I served them a drink or an appetizer, even the girls. It was real fun. The men would suck hard and the girls would gently touch with their lips. As the party reached its close, my time had come. The boys all entered Miguel's bedroom leaving their girlfriends outside. I was given a stack of cards. Still in my sleazy outfit, I offered the cards to each. They each picked a card. Finally the moment of truth had come. Roberto had a Jack of Hearts which was the highest card among them. He was one of the more aggressive guys. I knew I will be in for a ride. I sat down on the bed and watched Roberto push out his friends. Most made a modest attempt to stick around but finally the crowd left. Roberto was immediately upon me before the lock even latched. The stockings were ripped apart and he easily turned my totally nude body around to penetrate me doggy style. He wasn't much for foreplay as he shoved his nine-incher into me. Luckily I was wet enough to let it slide in. He began aggressively pumping me which I liked. Soon I began moaning and moving to his rhythm. This was good old-fashioned fucking. I could feel an orgasm coming and with his frenzied motion we came together. He quickly removed this dick and we lay on the bed for awhile exhausted. Cum was slowly oozing down my legs. Since we were done so fast, I was waiting if he was going to ride me slow this time but I was surprised that he motioned me to leave. My clothes were in the closet outside the bedroom. I was looking to find something to cover my body but Roberto insisted I leave the room and back into the party without a stitch on. Knowing that I had no choice I got out the way I was. Although I have exposed my body to all these people, I felt vulnerable going out this way. Much to my surprise, only the guys were left. The girls had disappeared. Even worse, the were all sitting with their pants down. I was searching for Miguel to figure out the meaning of this. He was nowhere to be found. Soon enough the terms were laid out. I wouldn't be allowed to leave until I sucked everyone off. I promptly got on my knees and started the first guy. I wasn't going to give them the pleasure to see me resisting. I knew I was outnumbered. It took me close to an hour but I sucked all seven guys including Roberto. I had to swallow all their cum. After the last of Roberto's cum passed my throat, they threw me my clothes. I tried my best to dress in their presence with dignity amidst jeering and cheering. I never saw Miguel again in my classes. Class was over and I dressed in the changing area. I chatted with few of the students and was soon on my way to my car knowing that the eyes of those who knew what I did were fixed on me. I got home and did my errands. When my husband got home, we got ready for a night out with our friends. The End |
whatsexting.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/82/whatsexting.txt | About three weeks ago I got a hold of my nineteen year old daughter's phone. She has been so protective off it I knew she had something on it. What she does know if I know the pass code she uses. So while she and her mother were busy I casually pick it up and put in her code. A few years ago when she was sixteen caught her sex chatting with other people. All graphic with the guys leading it. One caught my eye because he had her call him daddy. This got my cock hard because I have had a secret desire for her ever since she was three.I never acted on those desires but after reading the chat those embers reignited. So I went through her phone and now I knew why she was let it out of her sight. She was sexting again and another story line jumped out with her calling him daddy. I sat on this info for a very short time. In fact minutes before I went and opened an IM account for myself under a false name and started chatting with her. I did not wait long before I threw out a question on sex. I asked her what she liked and she said liked role playing with tendency of s&m where she called the dominate master or daddy. SCORE!!!! We talked some more and threw out the idea I was from out of state coming to a city close by that we could hook up. She took it hook line and sinker. Through our messaging she told me she didn't drive so she couldn't stay all night, fine by me I didn't know how I would explain that to my wife. So I told her I would be staying at hotel close to the mall there and she said that would be fine, she would tell me (her father/driver) and get mother she would be meeting friends there and would be hanging out most of the night. I said fine I could do some shopping for her mother and that would do two things. One get my wife to stay at home and two I can then quickly go over to the hotel hide the car in back and go to the room where I suppose top meet for our one night stand. Now I had been planning this for weeks. I found she also had abduction/rape fantasy too. So I bought bondage rope, a mask that would keep her from seeing me and toys for her to keep. An anal plug two dildos of different sizes and chloroform. About a week before we were to meet told her what hotel I was staying at, room number, and instructions to ask the clerk at the front desk for a box with her name on it. I told her before she got on the elevator to read the instructions inside the box. The instructions read "Go to the room knock twice wait three times more wait and then once and have the mask on when the door opens you will be lead in and rendered unconscious. When you awakens will be tied to the bed and your close will be already removed. When our fun time is over one again you will be rendered unconscious and when you wake up you will be untied and you can get dressed and leave. I will not talk. You will call me daddy." I drove her to the mall, gave her a kiss on the cheek and drove to the hotel. I gave description of my daughter, the name she would be using and the box to the front clerk and told him to give her the box when she got to the front desk. Then got my room key and went to the room to wait. There was a knock at the door and through the peep hole I could see her with the mask already on. I opened the door and lead her in. Once the door closed behind me I covered her nose and mouth with the rag soaked with chloroform. She went out easily. I took pleasure in know what I was about to do to my daughter. I even had a video camera set up by the bed to capture everything. Already recording, caught my daughter walking in and me knocking her out. I got close to the camera, talking into it "Now sweetheart, I've knocked you out and now I'm going to strip you and tie you to the bed." I then went about taking her closes off and placing them in a folded pile on the dresser. I bounded her hands together at the wrist then tied them off on the bed above her head, and then her legs spread wide open. I tied her in a way that she would be not square in the bed, but from top left where her arms were tied, to the bottom right. I then took off my closes. It didn't take long for the chloroform to wear off and she came to. "Daddy, are you there?" I climbed on the bed smacked her 34B tits first the left then the right. Not too hard but to bring a moan from her lips. I was at her head when she opened her mouth to moan and pushed my cock in. I let her suck on it for a little bit before the back of her head pushed more in. I didn't stop until I had her nose against my pubic hair and then held her there till she started fighting for air. With a sloppy sound and her spit covering my member I pulled out just long enough for her to catch her breath before shoving it to the back of her throat. Again until she started fighting for her breath. Once I pulled free of her sexy lips I smacked her face a few times with my cock. Climbing off the bed I heard "Daddy don't leave me" she begged. But I still remained silent. I went to the table where I had the toys and lube. I grabbed the smaller of the two dildos and some lubricant. Not that she needed much. Kissed my way from her inside of her left thigh up to her pussy, but I didn't pay any attention to it right then and back down the other leg. I went now up to her moist honeypot and started kissing around the lips. More moans and sounds of pleasure. Taking her left lip I sucked and bit it softly before moving to right. All the while I was taking my fingers inserting and extracting from her tight hole curling my fingers upward messaging her G spot. Her breathing has now gotten rougher and shallow. With the dildo turned on I played with her clit while increasing the tempo of my fingers. I could hear tell-tell signs that an orgasm was about to roll over her, and I stop. A whine escape her lips then she starts begging. Now taking the dildo I insert it and pump it in and out, her breathing quickens again now I lean down to start licking her clit. Soon she explodes, but I wasn't willing for just one tongue induced orgasm. I settled in for a tongue lashing that pulled four mind blowing orgasms from her young body. She was begging me to fuck her, and loudly I might say "Fuck me Daddy. Fuck me you bastard" and I was enjoying all of it. I once again got off the bed with another plee from my daughter "Wait don't go Daddy! Don't leave me here." But it was only to put down her toy. I returned to the bed. Moved in between her legs. There was enough slack in the ropes when I tied her down so I can pick her legs up a little when I wanted to fuck her and for her to thrash around without kicking me. But now all I wanted was to bury my hard cock in my daughter's cunt. And with one thrust forward I had all eight inch buried deep in her. "Yes Daddy Fuck Me. Fuck me good." I did just that. With the help of a little blue pill I stayed hard all night long, and because I had been snipped, I didn't have to worry about putting my grandchildren in her womb. I fucked that little slut of mine hard cumming twice in her pussy. I had untied her legs and rolled her over on her knees with her head down. Her ass made such beautiful target that after cumming twice in that now sloppy cunt, I got up to get the anal plug. I poured lube down the crack of her ass and using a finger pushed some in her asshole. I started fucking again like the bitch in heat she was, and as I did pushed the plug in her ass. As soon as she realized what was going to happen she begged for me not to. But I kept pushing with my cock buried in her and the plug going in she started to scream. But it was too late by the time she started the plug was all the way in. Now she was singing a different. The plug stretched out her ass but it pushed in on her cunt walls giving her another round of pleasure. This time as I fucked hard, she started to squirt. I pulled out just in time to watch and as I did she fell over exhausted I got the camera off its stand and brought it over so I could film me giving her a shot of cum across her open lips and mouth. I sat down at the table had some water looked at the time on my phone. We've been fucking for the pass three hours, I had missed calls from my wife, and three text messages asking what was going on. I took pictures of my little fuck slut and thought about sending them to her, but changed my mind. My daughter started stirring again as I got up and reached for the chloroform. Before she went under she said, "Thanks Daddy for the great fuck." I untied her left the room and checked out. It took a while for my daughter to call me, but when she did she told me to pick her up at the hotel. I acted curious as to why she was there and not the mall she told me she would explain when I got there. When did get there, which didn't take any time, saw her walk out of the front door and I could tell she was sore but she played it off as she twisted her leg somehow. I didn't press it and she fell asleep on the way home. We Got home I explained why I didn't answer my wife's calls or text away that "I was just fucking around." The sexting continued and one day I think I'll let her see who she was really fucking. END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inany way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of the scenarios in this story should seriously consider seeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 82 |
haplessvoyeur.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/haplessvoyeur.txt | Heart hammering in my chest, I surveyed the flight of stairs fearfully. I stood swathed in the comfortable darkness of Harbor House, the last male boarding floor of St. Mary's Public School. Ahead of me lay the gateway to an unexplored country; Steeple House, home to over forty teenage girls. Needless to say, at 18 years old, this state of affairs weighed most heavily on my mind (not to mention my trousers). My nervousness was understandable, for I was about to undertake a most difficult and perilous venture. My objective? To invade the enemy territory and confront them on their own ground. In short, I was a Peeping Tom, although naturally I prefer the less damning label of 'voyeur'. Steeling myself, I walked boldly across the Harbor landing and mounted the stairs.Once inside, I paused for a moment to take stock of the situation. Sunlight filtered down through windows in the roof, and the air was full of the scent of perfume and fresh linen. There was none of the bustle and laughter that normally filled these corridors; this late in the afternoon everyone was at games, essentially leaving the floor to me. I fought back a grin at the thought and walked to a window to peer at the grounds below. Conscious of the still considerable risk of being caught, I peered surreptitiously over the windowsill, and got lost for a moment in a parade of flesh on the grass; fine sinewy thighs, white mini-skirts, sleeveless blouses, pink lips and innocent eyes.With extreme difficulty, I tore myself away from this display and continued my journey, I had a specific destination in mind. My mind now firmly on the business at hand, I passed dormitories with hardly a glance. My concern lay with the small two girl rooms allocated to older members of the community. There it was, a seemingly inconsequential door painted a bland institution cream, bearing the small notice 'Alice Masters and Joanna Hunt'. Joanna, my Joanna. I slipped inside her room in a daze. We had barely spoken since her recent arrival at the school, but I had admired her from the moment I first laid eyes on her. I'm not normally shy with girls; whilst I'm no male model I'm certainly not homely and have nothing to be ashamed of. Medium height and build, with short brown hair and matching hazel eyes. As I said, nothing to be ashamed of, but I found that I simply could not approach her. Not that I have any delusions concerning her purity, I hasten to add.Joanna is no angel, and I've observed her with several different boyfriends. But she was a vision of sexiness even amongst the youthful beauty of the rest of the school. Merely watching was quickly not enough, and I had to explore her life further. So I chose to sneak inside her room, and seek solace by invading her privacy.The room was covered in posters of the usual teenage female variety; scantily clad muscular men, and the occasional kitten or puppy. There were two beds pushed against opposite walls, each covered with carelessly thrown clothes. My breathing quickened slightly as I observed a bra and panties strewn casually on the covers. I sat down on the bed and picked them up for a moment, running my fingers gently across the silky white material. My cock stirred and pulsed to life at the sensation, and I reached down to stroke the bulge in my pants. I confess I was on the point of yielding to my lust and getting my dick out then and there, but something held me back. As it turned out, this momentary hesitation was my salvation, for moments later I heard movement outside. Panic washed over me, and I cast her underwear aside and looked around desperately for a hiding place. My choice was severely limited and in the space of a few heartbeats I realized that there was nothing for it but to slide under the bed. This I did with all speed, just as Joanna strode into the room.My heart almost stopped at the sight of her, for she was at her most lovely. A lustrous halo of golden curls hung about her shoulders, framing dark green eyes and full pouting red lips. Her expression, slightly out of sorts, told me she had been kicked off the hockey field for flirting with the coach again. I smiled fondly; she was ever insatiable. Best of all was her clothing, the standard school games kit. A tight white blouse strained to cover those substantial rounded breasts. It was low cut and unbuttoned, giving a clear view of the cleft between those glorious tits. Long curvy legs vanished into a short white mini-skirt that ended inches below her waist. I strained my neck to see into the darkness underneath, but sadly in vain. Then, as if in direct answer to my thoughts, her hands rose to the buttons of her blouse. My cock surged to life again; she was getting undressed. Trainers and socks were kicked off, and she set to work on the blouse. In time that too fell to the floor, and she casually unclasped her skirt and stood there before me. My pulse pounded in my ears as I gazed at shapely breasts, a tapering waist and a perfectly rounded bottom. All that shielded her nakedness from me was a skimpy white bra and panties. My hand clutched between my legs, and I quietly unzipped my flies. My hard cock sprang out, over six inches of hot hard uncircumcised meat. I gripped it in my hand, and slid back the skin to expose a bulbous helmet. Pre-cum beaded on my tip and I gently massaged it into the sensitive flesh.Even blinded by lust the enormity of what I was doing hit me like a blow. Here I was, hidden underneath a girl's bed, about to wank over her semi-naked body. I would be expelled, reviled as a pervert by my classmates. The humiliation would be unbearable, but I could take no more. Tightening my grip on my cock, I began to wank with short, hungry strokes. I wanted nothing more than to cum in her presence. Oh God, her bra fell to the floor next, and I quickened the pace of my masturbation to a frenzy at the sight of her ripe pink nipples against creamy flesh. Then the panties, slowly sliding off of a delicious peach of an arse andthere it was, the rumors were true! A perfectly naked shaven pussy. This pushed me over the edge, I managed a couple more frantic strokes and shot great gouts of scolding cum over my fist. A low moan escaped my lips, but failed to betray my presence. I was still caught in the grip of a tumultuous orgasm, and my buttocks thrust unconsciously, banging my sensitive cock head against the springs of the bed above me. I was still shooting spunk like a fire hydrant, and a long line of cum joined my tip and the underside of her bed. It was all over my trousers and the carpet, a blanket of hot creamy seed. It was then that I lost my mind completely and devilment took over. I reached out to where her panties lay on the carpet next to me, and clasped them against my cum drenched crotch. I can honestly say I have never been so turned on in my life as I wiped myself on this girl's underwear. The rough lace edging dug into my blood gorged helmet, causing me to thrust convulsively again and another stream of spunk flooded out. The panties were a mess, cold and sticky, but there was nothing for it but to put them back where I found them, hoping she wouldn't look to closely. Reaching out quickly again, I threw them gently, and they landed with a soft wet sound at her feet.Then disaster. Joanna glanced downwards, and reached towards my seed drenched parcel. She must have sensed my presence by now! She held them up before her, and there could be no doubt what had happened, I could smell the musky scent of semen from her.A strange smirk marred her features, and to my amazement, she reached down and carefully slipped them on. An involuntary gasp escaped her lips as the coldness pressed against her skin, and they left a slimy trail on her flesh as she drew them up her legs. I began to wank again. She turned to face the bed, my cum smeared on her legs and cunt, and looked down directly at me. There was no escape, and I lay in silence on the floor, prick in hand and covered in cum. The smirk broadened. "Is this what you wanted to see?" she murmured in that deep throaty voice of hers.I stared back, unable to speak.She laughed mockingly, touched a hand between her legs and tasted my load. "Quite an amusing little show you put on for me there boy, albeit rather blatant. Honestly, whatever possessed you to hide under the bed?" Again I was unable to answer, limp-dicked and flushed red, squirming at her gaze. But words were unnecessary at this point. Joanna turned away and began to dress, still wearing that underwear."I'm going to leave now," she whispered to me as she moved, "but just remember that you and I have unfinished business. I've always wanted a slave, and I'm sure you'll do anything I want to stop me telling people what a little pervert you are... isn't that right?"END |
hidden.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/26/hidden.txt | Please man I really need it, I know the bitch is cheating on me but I need the proof' said Rog a mate from work. 'I know she's fucking some guy and I need photos for the layer if not she'll get everything I have' he pleaded, he wanted me to hide in his house and take photos of his wife cheating on him."Man I don't know, its so fucking dodgy," I said. "Why can't you do it yourself?" I asked looking for a way out. "I can't man, if I see her with another guy I'll freak and fucking kill them both," he said desperately. He was right and after an hour of pleading I gave in and agreed. He gave me the house keys and told me where I could hide in their sitting room and then if she was in the bedroom he had already made a hole in the wall big enough for a camera, so I was set.I had never meet his wife but she sounded like a bitch alright, he said he couldn't fuck her because she was too fat but she was horny all the time and now he was sure she had a lover. I let myself into their house and checked out the hiding places which where as he said a little cramped but it should do the job. At lunchtime I heard her car pull up as he said and I ducked into the cupboard in the sitting room to wait. I didn't have to wait long peering out through the gap with my camera in hand, Jane his wife was talking to her lover and laughing as she entered the room followed by the guy a huge black man who was followed by another black man as big as him. Jane was a fatty like Rog had said but I had expected a woman a little over weight but this thing was huge, her breasts looked bigger then my bloody head and she wore a fat girl dress to hide her size but it did nothing to hide it. All three moved into the sitting room and I was just thinking that it was a waste of time when the first man wrapped his arm around her wide waist and pulled her to him. She looked up at him and let him kiss her full on the mouth, I clicked a couple of shots just encase it was all I'd get today but I was wrong. The guy reached up and mauled her breasts through her dress squeezing her massive melon right in front of his buddy like he wasn't there. When they broke away she was almost panting and the man just carried on mauling her tit while he spoke "Bitch, I can feel your nipple right through your dress, you feeling hot today?" he asked chuckling. She grinned up at him and replied, "Bob, I'm always hot for you," and she tried to kiss him again. He pulled back and said in a mean voice, "Ok, slut strip." Like an order, the other guy was sitting down smiling at them and Bob sat down too. Jane turned so her back was to me and faced the two men, then she reached back and pulled her zip down showing me her white back skin. She wobbled a little as she tugged her dress off her shoulders then pulled it down so she stood in just her underwear before the men. From behind I could just see her huge wide ass in a pair of skin tight black panties that went up as far as her waist curving into the fold of fat, she was wearing black stockings and suspenders too and a black matching bra with the straps so thick and reinforced looking I just knew her tits would be huge. Under each arm she had rolls of fat making it look like she had three bellies and when she reached back and unclasped her massive bra I could see the folds stretch with the weight as her tits flopped down with gravity. "Ooh yeah baby shake them tities girl."She, Bob and both men laughed. She held her arms out and sucked on her tits giving me glances as both breasts swung from side to side. "Now get your panties off slut so my man can see that fat cunt," snarled Bob.Jane seemed to like his rough treatment as she chuckled then bent forward giving me a birds eye view of her door sized ass, her tits must have hung down to her knees and again the guys laughed the second one speaking, "Holy shit man, you said she was big but fuck man!" He was laughing at her but she said nothing just stood back up. God her ass was huge almost square with dimpled celluloid on each cheek, the two suspender straps stretched up over reach cheek, she walked over to the men then dropped down squatting with her legs apart, from where I was it was not much of a sight but I could imagine what it looked like from the front. Both men shifted forward tugging down their jogging shell suits to get their cocks out, I saw brown legs and knees."Your gonna suck our cocks now slut, and make sure you do a good job or your not gonna get fuck today," said Bob again chuckling. I watched as she dropped her head between his lap then bob her head up and down sucking his cock, I could see the other guy now jerking off a huge black cock as he watched his buddy. Jane brought her hand up and wrapped it around the seconds mans cock at the base and started jerking him off while she blew his friend. I clicked off another couple of shots but I couldn't see her face. She was moaning and slurping on his cock like a bitch in heat and he was grinning and nodding his head at her. "Ooh yeah baby, suck that black nigger cock, come on you filthy white whore," snarled Bob making her go for it faster still.The second man pulled at her hair and she switched to his cock releasing Bob's, man his cock was slick from her mouth and fucking huge. I heard her moan again and when I looked down between her legs I could see her hand there working on her own pussy while she sucked their cocks, what a whore I thought. I knew too that my own cock was hard while I was watching but I didn't touch it, "No get up here dog and sit on my cock," demanded Bob pulling her hair, she got up and turned to face me. Fuck I had never seen tits like them, they hung down to her waist sitting on her enormous swollen belly like two head. They both had stretch marks and looked painful, she shuffled over and then lowered her massive form onto Bob's lap facing me. I clicked another couple of shots this time with her face in focus. I could see Bob guiding his cock to her pussy as she sat but lost sight of her pussy as her tits and belly covered it but her face lithe up as she sank down on his huge cock, she let out a long deep moan. "OOOooooh yeah! Ooohhhh fuck!"His large black hands where dug into her flabby hips as he lifted her up then let her drop back down heavily onto his shaft, "MMmmmm baby, yeah! Give me that cock," she mumbled as she rode him, her tits swaying gently at first.The second man leaned over and started kneading her belly and tits like dough, he seemed to like her fat belly as much as her hanging tits. She was too heavy to really fuck the guy like that but it was quite a sight to watch, I got off a couple of more shots of her fucking him like that her eyes closed and her mouth open. The second man stood up and started slapping her face with his hard cock, she would open her mouth and try and catch his cock in her mouth but he was playing with her. I watched as she managed to catch it a couple of times swallowing it and sucking on it like a street whore. "Fucking filthy white slut, you like black cock? You like getting your fat fucking cunt stuffed with nigger cock," said the man standing.She was red faced and panting but she managed to grin at him and answer, "Ooh yeah I love nigger cock, big hard black cocks," she panted. "Ooh yeah fuck my mouth, ram that big cock down my throat."The guy looked like she had pissed him off grabbing her hair then ramming his cock into her mouth as she had asked, he started pounding his cock into her mouth like a pussy fucking her face with hard fast strokes. I thought she would gag and vomit but she just carried on humping the cock under her and let him fuck her face as he wanted. I could see his ass clench and relax as he humped and hear her slurping and moaning around his shaft. My own cock was ready to burst, I could not believe what a slut she was. Fuck if my mate only knew. The poor guy thought she was cheating on him but if he knew that she was sucking and fucking two black guys in his own home, man!The guy in her mouth pulled away and I saw he was coming, he fired a massive wad of thick white spunk onto her waiting face and the dirty bitch held her mouth open to catch every drop, he jerked off violently until he had emptied his balls onto her face hair tits and neck before pushing it back into her mouth. The whole time she carried on humping up and down the cock below her, her tits swinging wildly as she humped him faster. I clicked off three more photos of her come-covered face when the guy moved away and sat down. Bob shoved her up and off him making her almost fall over, "Get your fat ass off me bitch and get on your hands and knees," he commanded.She was out of breath but did as he asked getting on the ground like a dog giving me a good side view, her belly and tits dragged off the ground they where so big but it made me hornier. Bob dropped down behind her and gave her ass a hard slap making her cry out, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard bitch your gonna scream!" He snarled this as he lined his cock to her pussy.She was swaying back and forth. "Fuck my fat cunt, come on give me your black cock you fuck!!!" She screamed at him. She let out a loud grunt as he banged his cock into her hard in one go, he pulled out immediately and started literally pounding her ass with long hard strokes. She was being yanked back and forth making her tits and belly wobble all over the place, even her back rippled as the rolls of fat got shafted up and down. Bob started slapping her ass with each trust making her cry out in pain and pleasure "Fucking fat slut, nigger loving whore," he snarled as he pounded her cunt from behind. The second man was hard again now and stood up kneeling before her, he literally stuffed his cock into her waiting mouth and she took it with ease taken his entire cock deep in her troth. I fired off some more shots of this thinking I could sell the photos but already formulating a plan in my head. Bob was fucking her so hard now she had to abandon the blowjob, he was going nuts slamming into her and from the looks of it she was coming like a fucking train.She started trashing her head from side to side screaming for him to fuck her harder. It lasted another minute like that and then Bob pulled out and I saw him spray her ass and back with spunk, it went every where jetting from his huge cock sending wad after wad of come onto her flabby skin. As soon as he fell back he was replaced by the second guy who wasted no time in filling her once again, she was too far gone to say or do a thing. He fucked her like a rag doll slamming into her like a man possessed."Fucking white whore, take my cock you disgusting white slut," he panted.She screamed out, "Ooh yeah!! You fuck!! Do it! Come on, give me that black cock!!"It was out of this world I had never seen some one get fucked so hard and for so long but she was taken it no problem, after five minutes of relentless pounding she came again then lifting her head with effort she said in a clear voice, "Fuck my ass now! Ram that cock up my ass you black bastard!!"Bob broke out laughing shaking his head while his buddy fucked her."Butt fuck my fat ass you fucker come on I wanna feel that big black cock up my ass," she continued. The guy pulled out his cock slick with her pussy juice, he was panting and out of breath but looked determined as he lined his cock to her asshole. She reached back with both hands and pulled her ass apart for him as if he needed guidance her face laying on its side so she was looking at me. I quickly snapped a couple of photos of her like that and a couple more as the guy forced his cock into her ass. It looked painful as her face scrunched up in pain but she was pushing back at the same time so it must have been what she wanted, the guy moaned out loud as he filled her ass digging his fingers so hard into her hips. "Ooh fuck your ass is tight bitch" he snarled giving one last shove and he was in pressing his hips to her ass. "YES! Ooh YESSSS!!" she cried, lying still as he started pulling out to begin his onslaught.When he started fucking her ass with long slow strokes she went wild. "Ooh fuck yeah!! Ooh shit!! Fuck that ass nigger! Fuck my whore's ass harder, you fuck!!"He obliged by slamming his cock into her. I came in my jeans as he pounded her ass making her come again, it lasted about five minutes before he pulled out ordering her to let him come in her mouth. She turned around happily and once again took his cock whole sucking the whole thing down and jerking him off violently at the base. He didn't last long and groaned as he emptied his balls into her mouth snarling, "Suck your shit off my cock you bitch, drink my nigger spunk."She was -- and loving it. She lapped and slurped on his rod until he couldn't take anymore shoving her away.The guys didn't waste any time hanging around, they gave each other high five's then got dressed and left, leaving her on her belly exhausted. I had to wait two more hours in the cupboard until she finally went to take a shower.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 26 |
houseguest.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/48/houseguest.txt | Chapter OneOh Gerald, I know I shouldn't write this but I really want you o know how good you make me feel. I'll send this to you at work but you already know that if you've just got it. Silly me. That's your fault isn't it. What did you say you'd do? Ride me silly? Oh boy I think you did that for sure. And you know it too don't you. I hope you're looking forward to this Saturday as much as I am. We might even make it to the bed this time. So you liked my black stockings then. I might wear them again. But only if you promise to control yourself. Is reading this making you as horny as writing it is making me? I'd love to think you were sitting there at work with your prick all hard and you feeling so horny you want to pull it. Save it for Saturday. I want all your lovely hot spunk. I wasn't lying when I told you I'd never seen so much spunk before. You're a right horny one. They say it's always the quiet ones you should look out for. You weren't quiet yesterday were you. I loved it when you were saying such dirty things to me. You have a dirty tongue on you. You were right. I did need a good hard riding. And you gave it to me too. Oh Gerald I miss you. I miss your lovely prick up me. Are you hard now? Poor baby. If I was there I'd be under your desk giving you a good hard sucking. I'd probably choke on all that spunk. Don't worry. I'd drink every drop. I wouldn't want to ruin your suit. Or maybe you'd have me over the desk. A good hard ride right now would give us both an appetite for lunch. Another ruined pair of stockings would be a small price to pay for such a good time. You and your spunk!! Spunky Ger I think I'll call you from now on. Well you save it all up for Saturday. I wish it would hurry up and get here. Just think. A whole day? What will we do to pass all that time? I'm sure we'll come up with something. Kisses and miss you and your lovely hard prick. - JanetValerie folded the letter and put it once more into a small compartment in her bag. She didn't know why she'd kept it. It was a painful reminder of an affair her husband had had some years ago. An affair that was long over. It had been a rocky time, but now their marriage was strong again. Still she found herself reading the letter sometimes when she was alone. It no longer roused strong feelings in her but she could never bring herself to throw it away. She got up and made coffee. It was after 5 PM. Her husband would be home soon. Almost on cue he turned the key and entered. He started talking - immediately -- a long outpouring. "Val, I should have called, but it happened so suddenly. Mister Williams called me into the office to meet a chap from our US parent company." "Relax and tell me," she said as she handed him his coffee. She bristled inwardly to hear him refer to his boss as Mister but she let it pass. "Anyway he's over here for two weeks and they asked me to recommend a good hotel and as I was telling them Mister Williams just said to me "didn't you used to take in guests?" and I said 'yes, but not in some time and the damn Yank started saying he hated the formality of hotels and would be much more comfortable in a guesthouse and well, before I knew what I was doing I was inviting him to stay here." "What?" Valerie was stunned. "You can un-invite him. Let him go somewhere else." "You know how yanks are. He was fucking impossible to put off and before I knew it he was getting in the car," her husband explained. "You mean he's here? NOW?!" Valerie said, alarmed. "Yes," her husband bowed his head. "Waiting outside." "Well you better invite him in then," she said, angry, but resigned. James was aware of the burden this was placing on Gerald's wife. To have a stranger descend on you completely by surprise, uninvited, probably unwanted, really. He had suggested that he wait a minute in the car, while Gerald prepared his wife. "Not that she can have much choice with me standing out here with my luggage," he thought wryly. But he was accustomed to occasional discomfort as he traveled the world. It is such a pleasure to live in a home instead of a dumpy little hotel in some of these small towns. It was too inviting to resist, so sometimes he accepted. To be fair, he had seen Gerald's wife from afar at lunch, earlier in the day. Gerald's boss, Gordon Williams, had pointed across his pint of bitter and his plate of Plaice, peas and chips at the pub. She looked well put together and pretty, sitting there, knees tight together, on the stool by the low round table in the corner. He had to admit that was part of his reason for agreeing so eagerly to accept Gerald's rather forced invitation. She looked quite inviting, sitting there listening to her three friend's comments. He judged that she was rather quiet, letting others babble on while she thought things through before speaking. James thought also, that her thoughts might be surprisingly intuitive, probably taking the conversation in surprising directions compared to outward appearances. The possibility of that was irresistible as he so enjoyed women who had a mind of their own without being so boorishly intent on appearing assertive as was the popular tendency these days. He judged her to be in her mid-thirties, liked the softness a few extra ounces gave her figure, liked the way her smile came quickly when it came, the way her teeth showed when she smiled. "Pretty, isn't she" he said to his host. "Yes, yes... I suppose she is... hadn't paid that much attention, I guess," the older man commented idly. James suspected he was lying in the bullshit way the Brit business men have about them. Still, Williams was a decent sort and he was very hospitable and determined that James' stay should be as comfortable as possible. James found himself distracted from Williams's business talk, by watching Valerie, as he found her name to be. She had crossed one knee over the other now and was leaning on it; her hand cupping her chin as she listened intently to the attractive blond speaking animatedly across the table from her. He could just see the translucent, warm natural color of the nylon over her knee, the white spot caused where her crossed leg rested against the other one. Her breasts, under her big fluffy sweater, seemed medium sized, not overwhelming the rest of her; you were just aware of them, of their potential for discovered beauty. He could see from her profile the loveliness of their curve, so subtle and restrained as her bra supported their weight, helping, enhancing their natural opulence and grace. "Yes," he said aloud to himself. "I noticed Valerie!" The cool evening air stimulated his thoughts. 'Oh, James, can you come through now?" Gerald was calling from the door. "It's all right, she is not going to bite! He laughed, then muttered to himself, "Either of us!" He dropped his bag at the door and followed toward the large country-style kitchen where Valerie met him at the door, her smile perhaps slightly forced, but a smile anyway. She had an apron over the sweater and skirt she had worn today in the pub. I saw now that it had grayish flecks in it and was of soft luxurious looking lambs wool that draped down the upper slopes of her breasts, rounding the prominence of her nipples hidden someplace there at the summit. The neck cuddled her neck in a wide roll. The effect over all was of quiet quality. Her reddish brown flannel skirt, buttoned down the side, hung just above her rather nice knees. Her tights are charcoal in this light, whereas I had thought much lighter from across the pub. Still, he hadn't been so far off, he thought, pretty. "Val, this is Mister Carmody," her husband introduced him.He took her hand, warm and firm. "Call me James, please, he smiled. Mister makes me sound like a Grandfather." Already he could see her softening toward him. He could feel a warmth toward her already, he thought. "Come sit down, then, James, is it?" she had a natural warmth and genuine-ness that was appealing. It probably surprised her husband how this seemed to come through to strangers. How she was so much more quickly a friend with others than he was. James noticed that she had changed from low heels at noon to her flat shoes tonight, making a slight but perceptible difference in the look of her breasts against the lamb's wool. Less prominent - no less promising than before - he smiled at using the words together rather cleverly. James was fond of entertaining himself in this way. He followed her slightly swaying hips under the flannel skirt, gazing at the hollows at the back of her knees as she lead him to the dining room. The table was set with two candles, his place was at the side and she and Gerald sat on the ends. Her smile was easier now. James realized that he was being seductive. He really liked her. She was being seductive in her own way, too. "Seductive" in the way they were trying to draw each other into and through the joy of conversation, not so much the way the word is usually used in trying to get some one into bed as quickly as possible. Though, looking at her through the candlelight, watching the candles dance in her eyes, he realized that he might mean that as well. Her cheeks were rosy now in the candle-glow. Perhaps it was the hot oven she had taken the chafing dish from. Or something else. Chapter TwoValerie was serving coffee now. The conversation over dinner had warmed to something close to a budding friendship. Gerald had become expansive and talked easily as if to an old school friend now, now that they had shared a number of lubricating drinks. They were on brandy with the coffee now and James found himself staring at Valerie's breast so close to him as she stood close warming his coffee with a dollop of the brandy. He thought sardonically, that it was not only the coffee she was warming. "Ah, fair maiden, you warm the cockles of my heart!" he said, perhaps a little too theatrically. Valerie smiled back, so he knew it was all right. "I think you're warming more than his cockles, sweetie. Eh, James?" Gerald said it with a show of the camaraderie of men, winking broadly to James and swatting her lightly on her ample bottom, hugging her to him with the next wave of his arm. James was too cautious to fall in the trap of going completely on the side of "all men are swine," with Gerald, but he chuckled quietly to show that he did indeed appreciate Gerald's wife and that he appreciated Gerald's humor. It was a bit stronger than appreciation, he thought, but no need to let that out! She let him press her close, laughed as he nuzzled the side of her breast, not too obviously, but a bit too much in front of this stranger in their home. Valerie suggested going off to bed. "Morning will be here before we know it." "Yes, me for an early bed!" James responded. "I'm all screwed up on the time since I got off the flight. I'll keep you up to all hours if you let me." "Too late for an Early bed, James! It's after midnight and Gerald will be expected in on time, though you should have special consideration and not have to be there at the crack of dawn." She looked up into his eyes with a warm "good night" sort of smile as he stood up, offering to take his cup to the Kitchen. "Never mind, James, I'll take care of all that in the morning!" James protested, but Gerald was on his feet, if a bit on the wobbly side, they both were, he and James. "Off we go, James, it's no good arguing with her, has her own way of doing things does my Val!" He watched as Valerie stretched toward the ceiling with a show of weariness. Her breasts were pulled up and cradled by the gesture, sort of centering themselves in a lovely curve like a large necklace or south sea island hammock around her lovely neck. He was having trouble keeping his eyes off her. He decided to make his way upstairs before he made some blundering mistake and spoiled it. Gerald had his arm slung low around her hips now as she stood next his chair, where Gerald had sat down again. "Yes, well, I'm afraid I will need to turn up pretty early, as well," he assured her, watching as she encouraged her husband toward his bed. They had put his luggage in the small bedroom next to their own, the other bedroom being under alteration. James unpacked, stripped off his tie and shirt, and examined his diary for tomorrow, thinking he would give them a little time to settle down with their preparation for bed. He found his shaving kit and strolled down the hall for the bathroom, toothbrush in hand. He always felt a bit awkward in an unfamiliar private home. He quickly realized that the bathroom was occupied, the door open just by a few inches, the light shinning through the opening. He started to retreat, then halted as his eyes adapted to the bright and the dark of the hallway. Through the opening, he could see the mirror on the wall. And in it, his reason for pausing rather than beating a hasty retreat to his room. Valerie was there, her image clear in the large mirror. She was leaning to remove her tights, or just finishing. His heart beat heavily as he gazed transfixed at the view down the front of her bra, her breasts falling away from her chest as she bent from the waist. The brilliance of her white bra was slightly dazzling in his eyes, the darkness between her breasts an inviting abyss to fall into.As she stood erect, she dropped the tights and panties in a fluffy pile on the top surrounding the sink. She turned, giving him a sidelong view of her hip, smooth and round, the prominent curve of her mound and the dark curls proudly bristling out, softening the line of her body, emphasizing the curve, tantalizing his eyes. He snapped back from his reverie as she raised her arms over her head and dropped a clinging cream-colored full slip down over her head, settling on the high points of her breasts and her hips, delightfully falling in place. Quickly, he stepped back to his room and slipped quietly inside. He could almost feel her scent as she strode past toward her room. When he heard the door close quietly, he stepped into the hall again and returned to the bathroom. It was getting on toward being a matter of urgency, given the quantity of liquids he had drunk without making a stop. He snapped the door closed, then realized that the lock was not easy to make secure. You had to lift it a bit to make it close properly. So that was why it had been open and gave him such a richly rewarding view of lovely Valerie and her opulent curves. Unzipping, he fished out his cock, noticing that his admiration of Valerie had left him with indelicately referred to in "man talk" as "Lovers' Balls." He had been so aroused for so long, gazing at Valerie more or less steadily or as often as he could safely turn her direction, that his balls indeed ached with the pent-up tension which had gone unrelieved. That, plus the fact that thinking of her had given him a partial erection again made it impossible for him to piss. He stood laughing quietly to himself, waiting for one or both problems to subside enough to permit his water to flow and at least relieve that part of his problem. He was still smiling to himself, leaning an elbow against the wall, the other hand holding his cock to direct the stream, when things cleared and his stream of water splashed loudly into the pool of water. "Loud enough to raise the devil" passed through his mind and he aimed for the side of the bowl away from the water. "That's better," he muttered. "Ahhhhhhhhh!!!" It lasted quite awhile, so full was his bladder. His cock was still half at attention. "Wow, he thought, not sure... can live this close to someone... soft and attractive." He had begun to slur a bit, leaving out the shorter words in his drunkenness, but it felt good to be so loose. He brushed his teeth after a fashion. Staring at his image in the mirror, he imagined her image in the mirror alongside his image. Noticing how the overhead light was so bright that it made the scattered gray stand out among his dark hair. He was aware that it was not really that unattractive, though he was always surprised when he noticed it under such a light as this. "Bloody prematurely gray," he muttered, grinning at his vanity. He took an aspirin and packed up his kit, turning off the light before opening the door to avoid waking his host and hostess. He slipped silently down the hall. He thought he heard something and stood still in the hall like a wild animal in the forest, his ears straining. The noise was coming from their room, not far away from his. James started into his room, then stopped again and listened. He could not resist it. "I hope it's warm for me," he heard Gerald's voice. Not too loud, but delivered with a certain quiet forceful fullness which made it carry clearly. "Shhhh!" James smiled at the husband and wife dialog, he a little drunk, she wanting it too, but not as a public spectacle, she was quieting him. He imagined the man's hand on Valerie's breast, the nipple now coming to prominence, hardening, stiffening under the rolling touch of his fingers. "You want this do you? Want my big cock up your cunt? Got you a bit randy, didn't he?" Shhhh! Please! Here, let me!" Then a masculine laugh carried through the house. "yes he did, that Yank son of a bitch was charming your pants off, wa'n't he? Well! Wa'n't he?" His voice was teasing, urging her excitement higher as his hands would have found her wetness by now and that she had taken off her panties, her ass soft under the wonderful feel of her slip. He heard their laughter now, muffled. Now that his eyes had become accustomed to the dark, he could see a little bit in spite of the dark and he slipped closer. First the bed noises came to his ear, bodies rolling over. Kisses, slightly too noisy in their enthusiasm and his drunkenness. James moved just too close and touched the door, which gave way slightly, making a loud clicking sound in the night silence. He froze. Would he be caught? The noises resumed, though. He imagined the eager scene beyond the door. His hands on her round ass cheeks, her hands finding his cock and trying to keep him under control and still hard. She would have to work hard to keep his cock hard enough to help her to her release, as drunk as he was. James smiled there in the dark. "Oh, that's it dear, that's it, kiss them. Kiss my nipples! Yes! More, more! Oh yes, you're so good with my breasts... ahhhhhhh, yes ... but not so hard, dear... better..." her soothing voice was musical to James standing so lonely there in the darkened hall. "Want this? Sure you do! Bring that over here for me... Yes!" "Shhhhhhh..." Her hand would be on him now, James thought, guiding his clumsiness to her center. Urging him to make the most of her excitement; to help her reach that glorious release. James came closer still peering in at the little crack in the door. He could see a shape in the darkness. With a shock that took him aback, he realized that he was actually seeing Valerie, the whiteness of her bra now standing out in the darkness. She was upright, straddling Gerald, his hands on her breasts, her back ramrod straight as she lowered herself over him. James could see her hand disappear between their bodies, and knew that he was right, she was guiding him to her now. It was excruciating to see this little bit of their sex, filling in the details in his mind. Her wet, wet, wet pussy lips had been parted with his hardness, she would have forced his semi hard member up along the slit of her pussy lips to kiss her clitoris, let the wetness of her lubricate his cock, making it slip easily as possible into the snugness which was her cunt, past the tight little muscle at the entry, into the deep and warm tunnel of her love. She had turned her face toward the door as she began riding up and down on her now lifeless lover. "Does she see me?!" James wondered, slightly alarmed. "no!" he reassured himself, it was too dark.. Besides she would not be one to be so brazen as to look at him while he watched her in this most intimate of moments. Still, it was discomfiting enough to make him wish she would look away so he was more comfortable backing away and slipping back into his own room. But she did not. she was rocking up and down on his shaft now, taking her pleasure in spite of her drink-spoiled husband. Again and again she rose and slipped back down his shaft. James could hear the quiet slap of her bottom hitting his loins. Then he heard her sigh of release. A quick intake of breath, more stroking up and down,, the unmistakable twitching of her legs against the sheets as she thrashed in her tight orgasm. "OH YESSS!" In a strange way it was almost a release for James, so much empathy had he developed so quickly with this pretty stranger with the ready smile. Then there was silence. Followed by the sound of her moving to her side of the bed. James backed silently down the hall, slipped into his room. Slowly and quietly he got into bed. Then coughed to cover the sound of swinging his legs up under the cover. It would be a long lonely night after what he had listened to. "Wowowo!" he muttered in spite of himself. "Valerie. Valerie. Valerie. He muttered silently to the ceiling there in the darkness. Chapter ThreeJames was wakened by a knock on the door, rousing him from a brief troubled sleep, tossing and turning. "Mr. Carmody, good morning! 6:30," it was Valerie waking him for breakfast. "Yes, thank you!" He lay there thinking of his, what should he call it, spying seemed too harsh. Yet what else could one call it. It still bothered him that she had been looking into his eyes in the dark as she assertively rode her husband's maleness in the middle of the night. She had ridden up and down his hardness, while he lay a bit under the weather, not helping or participating much. Still she rode on until at last reaching her climax. He remembered exactly what she had said, how she said it, loved the sound of her soft intense sigh. Oh yes, it had been soft but firm, full of pleasure, soul, and meaning, almost enough to include him in its universal release. "Will we be embarrassed looking into each other's eyes this morning?" he wondered. He shook his head, "Don't be ridiculous, she isn't even aware of how our paths have crossed." He could smell bacon frying as he came down the stairs. "Good morning!" he smiled at her across the large kitchen, picking up a cup from the table and crossing toward her, trying hard not to show any discomfort at her gaze. "Good morning," she smiled. Her eyes held his perhaps a moment too long, examining him carefully. Perhaps she had been looking at him. He couldn't take his eyes away from her breasts, perky under a crisp floral blouse. The pleasure his host had had, they both had had so noisily during the night was burned into his mind and sprang back easily. "Not sure, His Lordship is not feeling too lord-like this morning!" she said rolling her eyes skyward. James enjoyed her smile as well as her ready, somewhat sharp wit. "Yes, I saw him in the hall, he looks, as the cowboys say, like he has been rode hard and put away wet!" His last word was clipped as he remembered just what double meaning that might conjure in her mind. He thought lamely and unsuccessfully for a subject to take the conversation in another direction. She smiled in his direction, that warm toothy smile. "Very apt!" she said, leaving it open to trouble his mind. Gerald arrived looking sad eyed and tired. "James says in America they would say you had been 'rode hard and put away wet!' what do you think dear? I said it was an apt expression." Which of us was she mocking, James wondered, having trouble keeping his thoughts together. "I feel like something was done to me," he leered at James. You can't trust birds, can you, get you drunk and think they can have their way with you. Do anything they bloody want! It's a crime, that's what it is! Well, he was awake and full of the devil, that was clear. James wondered again: 'Who is being mocked here?' Not sure that it was not him on both counts. He just couldn't be sure.He went to his room to pick up his coat, briefcase and other things. James readied himself to go to the office in a very unsettled, tense frame of mind. On the other hand he had thoroughly enjoyed his participation, or at least his intrusion on their sex life. Thoroughly. It had already sprung back into his mind several times. Valerie's breasts hanging down away from her body into the slings of her bra cups as she bent from the waist before him in the mirror. The almost tangible feel of her riding up and down on Gerald's cock there in the intense darkness. It was breathtaking, except for the uneasy sense that he may have been caught spying. "Well, if I was, she seems to have enjoyed my spying," he decided, at last. Returning downstairs, he found plans had changed. "Hope you don't mind, James, I need to go a different direction this morning, so Valerie will take you to the office on her way to her jumble-sale job." "Oh, sure, sure, no problem," he smiled as she bounced down the stairs pulling on her gloves. "Ready?" she smiled up at James. James opened the car door for her and waited as she sat into the car and swung her legs into her car. He noticed that she rolled her eyes up to catch him staring at her legs as she swung her legs in. Did she open them just a little wider than necessary? Did she pause just an instant with one in the car and the other still on the ground? He wasn't sure. He closed the door firmly. She was still smiling. It occurred to him that he had to get over the tension of worrying about what she was thinking and go back to just taking things as they come. Still, it wasn't as easy as it usually was. Her thighs looked so invitingly creamy in her tights, her skirt fluffed up to about mid-thigh. James decided to relax and enjoy it, whatever the hell was going on. "We're off!" he intoned, trying to sound his usual bouncy self. "Right you are. How did you sleep, Mr. Carmody?" There it was again. His tension level soared. "James, please, you make me feel old!" "Oh, sorry James," she gazed over at him, that angelic smile on her face. "How did you sleep, James." He decided to give as good as he got. "Well, fine, once I got to sleep, that is! And you?" "A leading question, sir," she bit her lip, suppressing her smile for the moment. Somehow, he thought that she had been probing for something, and had gotten it out of him, or so she thought. James was so confused, he wasn't sure whether he had answered her or not. He stared as she spread her legs wider, touching the clutch and downshifting the little stick shift. They arrived and she turned toward him to wish him a good day, with some little joke. Without meaning to do it, he touched her nyloned thigh as he laughed at her joke. An electric charge, literally leapt between them. "Oh, I am sorry," he muttered. The static electric charge was an accident, but after exchanging a long glance, they both burst into laughter at the same time. He really hadn't meant to touch her thigh, had he? He wasn't sure anymore. He was confused. She turned more toward him, her knee elevated slightly and bent over to look up at him through the opposite side window, giving him a good look up her skirt along the taut nylon of her thigh. He thought he caught a glimpse of lemon colored knickers at the end of the tunnel. She roared away, leaving a bewildered American standing on the wrong side of the street, thoroughly confused and quite tense. Quite different from his usual cocky certainty. - That evening - Gerald and James arrived home to find the aroma of dinner strong in the air. "Wow, this is a bit of all right!" Gerald said, beginning a string of jokes about not getting anything to eat when the Americans went home again. Valerie didn't seem to see the humor of it. After dinner, they were invited to the local pub for a drink with friends. James tried to beg off, but they insisted that he was probably the guest of honor as far as their friends were concerned. It made a nice evening. Gerald spent a lot of time playing darts and chatting with his mates, leaving James alone with the two girls. James found himself concentrating on Valerie. They found a lot to talk about, nothing terribly deep, just movies and books they had both seen and then the funny coincidences of life and so forth. Midway through the evening, Valerie began touching his wrist when she wanted to emphasize a point, and James was doing the same. It was clear that they had established a bond. "Come on James, I'll give you a game of darts!" There was a lot of laughter in their game and a lot of reason to touch each other as they reclaimed darts from the board. James became quite accustomed to the feel of his arm around her waist as she explained the rules and guiding her to her turn, any excuse seemed to be a good one to touch her firm full curves. The touches were light, not meant to attract too much attention, but each one was warm and sealed their friendship a little bit more. He found her finding reasons to press her breasts against him, guiding his unpracticed tosses of the darts. Laughing at his jokes, then pulling his arm against her. All in good fun. Back at home they were all ready for an early night. It had been a nice evening; each having had had a good time in his own way. "You're sure lucky, love, having two of us blokes taking you out, you know!" Gerald had said in his joking banter. "Gerald bought all the beer, you know, and I told all the jokes! We should both get a goodnight kiss, you know!" "Oh, stop, Gerald." She smiled. "you two could turn a girls head, though! But, James was a good date while you were off with your mates all night, so, why not?" She tipped her head up and James bent for a quick thank you kiss. "There's for being my white Knight!" "Thank you fair princess!" he grinned. "There she goes, James, give her an inch and she takes a yard! You be careful, mate! she'll have her way with you!" Gerald stopped in the bathroom and Valerie patted him on the arm as she slipped past to her room "Night James, it was lovely talking with you tonight." "Yeah, me too!" James slipped into the little guestroom. He bit his lip, tasting the little lipstick left there by her kiss. He liked the sweet taste of it, and he found himself rolling it round in his mouth. He waited until he heard Gerald go past, knocking and saying "Good night James, see you in the morning." Then waited a while longer with the door ajar. Hearing Valerie sweep by, he opened the door and walked down through the cloud of a lovely feminine scent that brought a smile to his face. He found Valerie's panties and tights piled in a puffy pile on the vanity, and fondled them lightly, enjoying the way they made a colorful little mountain that seemed to be full of her warmth and her essence. Before turning off the light, he picked them up and touched them to his cheek then tested them against his nose. Lovely. He undressed, hanging up his clothes, turned out the night, and picked up the panties to put them back in the bathroom. He was accustomed to sleeping nude and so he wore nothing, now that he was feeling comfortable in the house. In the hall he again heard noises from the adjoining room. He paused, listened, then moved close to their door again. Gerald sounded a little drunk but mostly just amorous. James realized by the sounds that someone was standing against the wall or against the door itself. "Oh, dear, you are very good. Ahhhhhhhhh! That's it sweetheart, suck me, suck me, suck me harder. Yes, yes! That's it! Jesus, take it, take it suck it suck me." There was scraping noise against the door creaking from someone leaving heavily against it. James imagined Valerie there on her knees, hands on his thighs, Gerald's cock deep in her mouth. One hand slipping up to grip his balls, her cheeks sucked in by the amount she was sucking on him. James found himself holding his own cock, listening at the other side of the door. He realized suddenly that his grip included Valerie's soft panties and tights he intended to leave where he had found them. He continued stroking himself with her soft panties. "Oh, sweet Jesus, suck harder dear, it is great! ARGH! YES! Wonderful." "Shhhhhhhh!" "Oh fuck, never mind Shhhhh! Give us your tits love. Give us your sweet tits. Let me fuck your big tits!" A move away from the door and it quieted down. "Here, love, on the edge of the bed. Give us your big fucking tit. Come on, hurry up now dear. Give us those big tits. "Oh yes... Ohhhhh! You've got a lovely pair of Bristols. Great for fucking me! Fuck! Fuck! Fuuck! Unnhhhhh... That's it. Squeeze those things together... make me a titty-pussy ohh YES! There you are my girl... Hot enough for you? Love my spunk, eh? Love my spunk?" "Yes! YES! Sshhhhhh!" James realized he had come in the excitement of listening to them making love on the other side of the door. His cum was in her panties! Now what? What to do with the evidence? He hurried down the hall and dropped them back in the pile as he had found them. "Just have to trust she won't find them until they have dried," he thought, a little sheepishly. He made it back into his room just before the light lengthened down the hall and he heard Valerie pad down the hall to the bathroom. "Oh, my gawd!" he thought. He slipped into bed, pulling up the cover over his pounding heart. Valerie rinsed her mouth, brushed her teeth and took an aspirin from the medicine cabinet. As she drank the water, she noticed in the mirror that she had forgotten and left her panties and tights. She started to rinse them out, first the tights, then... "what?" She felt the panties. They had a large spot on them, but... Examining them closely, she realized... could it be? She looked at her strange expression in the mirror. Suddenly it came to her. It is James's spunk! "Had he been listening then?""Yes!" she heard herself answer. Her eyes were wide open in the mirror. In spite of herself, she sniffed it a little. 'No doubt what it is.' With a quiet little smile, she slipped the wet panties up over her hips into place. She touched the spot he had left, patted it into the curls at her Venus mound. When she had washed the tights, all the time with a smile on her face she was slightly ashamed of her brazen act. Slipping another man's spunk against her body, just for the sensation! She smiled impishly into the mirror and stared at the dark spot on the front of her panties. She hung the tights to dry, turned out the light and slipped down the hall. She dragged her nails lightly on his door, a final affectionate farewell. She slipped into bed beside her now relaxed and sleepy husband, devilishly grinning, she moved up close behind him and pressed the wet spot against his behind. Gerald squirmed a little, and she pressed even closer. She grinned in the dark. "Serves him right!" she said to herself. Chapter FourWednesday dawned in a quiet Grey blanket. James awoke slowly, longing for a little more sleep. He hugged the pillow to him and closed his eyes against the light. His hand on the plump pillow reminded him of his hostess, the lovely, round, soft, firm bosomy Valerie. Suddenly he was wide-awake. The events of the previous night sprang into his consciousness, her panties, left crumpled and loaded with his cum on the sink. The sound of her husband's moans as she pleasured him, pressed him between the enfolding softness of her breasts until he came with a loud moan, spurting his sperm hot and thick and heavy on the flat above her round perfect breasts. His mind came back to how it had made him feel separated from this pleasure just by the thickness of the door, driven to a huge wave of envy. Driven also to bring himself to orgasm with her panties clutched around his cock. He thought ruefully of whether he would be able to face her without letting her know all this, or would it be immediately obvious at Breakfast? Guilt written over his face in huge red letters? Or would it just slip by unnoticed? One way to find out he thought, springing bolt upright in bed, ready to face the world. Again this morning he could smell breakfast on the stove. As he shaved before the mirror, it came to him. Her tights were hung freshly washed in the bathroom, but the panties were missing. He turned slowly, looking carefully around the bathroom, in the widow sill , not in the tub, on the floor, in the hamper. NO... No, they were simply not there. What could be the explanation? He searched for a logical reason, hoping to avoid the obvious that he had been caught! But, no, in the end it was the only conclusion. He thought about that rather embarrassing aspect of it. After thinking about it, he decided, 'forget it, you've certainly survived a hell of a lot worse problems than, this, been in more embarrassing situations, done dumber things. What the hell. Let's go face the music.' He bounded down the steps with enthusiasm and came into the kitchen as if he hadn't a care in the world. "Valerie, the lovely Valerie, how are you this fine morning, my British beauty? Fine day again, eh? British sunshine, again, though, in a steady drizzle?" "Good morning, JAMES! I'm fine and how is my American cousin, then! Fit? Sleep as well, again did you?" "Hmmmmm," he thought. "Does she suspect him of listening? Hard to tell." "You'll have to forgive my leaving things in the bathroom, I keep forgetting my undies. Hope they're not in you way" she smiled archly. It was the first time he realized what they meant in the books when they referred to "smiling archly." Well, he thought, I've surely been caught. Still, she seemed to be amused, perhaps even slightly titillated about him and his discomfort. "Oh, not at all, Valerie. I can't pretend not to notice, can I?" He smiled. "So pretty and colorful. Kind of decorative, I thought!!" He stared boldly back at her. Valerie looked steadily into his eyes, her smile never wavering. She decided she liked this amusing Yank. Enjoyed his blithe overconfidence. Charmed by his easy going and open admiration of her. Pleased that he seemed to care about her and what she thought, in spite of knowing her only a few days. She thought of what must have lead up to his depositing such a lot of sperm on her panties. Thought of how her knickers had probably felt so pleasureful against his hardness. Her scent against his cheek, probably. Finally the sound of them making love just the other side of the door. She had enjoyed it so much she had not yet changed, wanting to be wearing them with this memento of his passion there against her mound for this moment of shared confrontation -- and now she saw it was good. He couldn't know, of course, ... but she did! It made her feel powerful and loved and sexy and slightly naughty. "Yes colorful, that would be right! Yellow weren't they?" She laughed. "Well, not to put too fine a point on it, no, they were red, actually!" "Oh, nice of you to notice," she laughed gaily. "Now what will it be for breakfast? Eggs and ham? Nice fried tomato? I brought some of our fine Devon Clotted Cream and Strawberry Jam for your scones. How's that?" "Wonderful, perfect, all those things, thanks." Gerald joined them for just a cup of coffee, seemed to notice an air of tension, but didn't comment on it. They were soon off for the office, leaving Valerie staring out the window after them. She turned slowly and went up the stairs, down the hall into her bedroom. Quickly, she slipped her soiled panties down her legs and selected a fresh pair, pretty lemon colored, with a little see through lace at the sides, from her drawer, pulling them up her legs and snapping them over her hips. She stared at the soiled panties, full of James' cum, smiled and retraced her steps down the hall and into the little guestroom. Curious, she lifted the top of his suitcase. What secrets does a man carry around with him, she wondered. A book, couple magazines, extra ties, nice colors, a box of twelve condoms - "ribbed for her pleasure, thin as gossamer for extra sensitivity" Valerie pondered the promise of the advertising on the box a moment, thinking what James might feel like in those. She sank upon the bed, lying in the hollow of the bed that had so recently held his body. "He must have lain here thinking of me!" she suddenly thought. The penny dropped. She touched herself between her legs, finding her own moistness brought so quickly by her flirtation in the kitchen and her thoughts of what must have been here last night. The masculine, musky scent of him, the remainder of his after-shave lotion. Valerie buried her head in his scent, drinking it in, fondling her mound. She realized she had the soiled panties still with her and pushed them between her legs, rubbing her pussy furiously, wildly, pressing as if to represent his weight on her mound. She rolled onto her hand with the panties rolled into a ball and soon found a wonderful release. She lay spent, and feeling luxurious there in his bed, She slept so peacefully... for an hour or so... before rousing herself, stretching like a large satisfied cat and got on with her day. Happy. Later that night, James again made his way to the bathroom to brush and get ready for bed. He was disappointed this night, no beautiful curves in the mirror, no pile of undies left on the sink, things are back to normal, he thought ruefully. He was soon in his bed staring up at the ceiling. He tried reading awhile, but it was no good, his mind was preoccupied. Then, suddenly, he thought he heard sounds from the master bedroom yet again. He listened tensely. Yes, he was sure of it. He sat up to hear better. Turned of the light so the light would not distract his hearing. Their bed creaked, like it was being battered by the enthusiasm of driving thrusting sex! He stepped across the room, unable to contain his curiosity. There was a different sound to the conversation. Valerie "Sushed" less often he noticed. He heard her comments a little more clearly. Heard her moan her pleasure, he thought. The bed groaned under their fucking. "Oh, darling! Oh yes! So fine. More shove it in me. More." Her words were clipped, not quite loud, but he had hardly heard her at all the previous night. "Tell me about it then, my girl!!" the male voice commanded." Tell me what you want. Want more, want this? Want my big cock? Tell me, then..." The words punctuated by the sound of his grunting in time with his thrusts. "OH YES! YES!" Valerie again, a loud whisper. "More... please... more," Valerie said urgently.*"Ohhhhh, There, that was good," the male voice again, obviously spent. Silence. And then masculine snoring. James listened. Nothing more/ No feminine muffled scream of pleasure. No sound of feminine orgasm. Or perhaps she was just quiet. Nice quite orgasm. He lay back on his pillow and thought how it exhausted him listening to them fuck. Sure, he felt slightly guilty to be spying, but not a lot. He thought of how it would be to lie with Valerie's head on his arm, his hand holding her breast as they went to sleep. He hugged the pillow into his face. "What's this?" His hand touched something under the pillow, something silky and unlike the sheets and pillowcases. Something soft. He turned on the light to examine what was in his hand. They were -- pretty lemon colored, with a little see through lace at the sides! His head reeled slightly. They were Valerie's , but not the ones he had cum in last night. They were hers. Left here by her -- for HIM! James realized his heart was pounding. Finding her panties was one thing. Exciting, but having her intentionally leave them under his pillow was something else again. Something wild, something wonderfully erotic, something so sexy, he could hardly believe it. A treat, a joy, A pleasure, a delight, wonderful! He lay back and stared at the gift. There was a little stain where her pussy lips had been, a formed hollow where her finger had been rubbing the panty into her pussy lips, fondling herself, bringing herself to completion. Dare he think it? Thinking of HIM? "Yes" he answered. He thought of her here in his bed,. quietly slipping her hand between her legs, feeling our wetness there as she brought herself to orgasm. Chapter FiveJames had taken them out to dinner tonight. It had been a happy meal, lots of wine and lots of laughter. Now that they knew each other so well, the conversation came easily. James had felt Valerie's foot touch his several times during dinner and returned her tentative touch with a firm and knowing pressure. They had slipped their shoes off and as the wine took its toll, their toes became more active, fondling each other. He liked the feel of her toes turned under in her tights and smoothly rubbing his ankle as she smiled across the table at his jokes. Gerald needed two guiding hands, getting to the car and then again as he rollicked along into his own home. He insisted on pouring them a nightcap and turned on some music. Valerie lighted two candles, casting the room into a warm glow. Gerald lay on the floor, talking with some difficulty on the sense of it all, James on one end of a small couch, Valerie at the other. James had trouble keeping his eyes off her and she returned his glance with warmth in her eyes. Gerald's breathing soon became very steady, then turned to snoring lightly. "I better get him upstairs, . I guess." Valerie said. "Yes... I guess so." He couldn't think of anything else to say. "But we should finish our nightcap, don't you think?" "Mmmmnnn hmmm." James reached for his drink and placed his hand on the couch reaching out toward her. As she did the same, their hands touched. The feeling was electric and they both pulled back briefly, then relaxed. Their hands were just touching, there on the seat of the couch, but the warmth exchanged was intense. They both sat and stared at Gerald on the floor, sleeping soundly as the tension built between them. They sat like that for a time, then James covered her hand with his, raising the level of tension still more. Valerie could feel the wetness beginning again between the lips of her pussy. His hand over hers was the longest contact that they had had, yet she felt that they had an intimacy that was extraordinary. She turned to look into his eyes, which seemed to be fastened on her constantly. She enjoyed smiling at him, then seeing the warmth with which he returned it, they were kissing with their eyes, it seemed. Taking another casual look at Gerald on the floor, James leaned toward her in the gloom of the candlelight. She paused a moment, unsure, glanced at her sleeping husband, then leaned to offer her lips. Their lips touched gently, then opened and pressed closer. James' lips pulled at hers, pulling her into him gently. Her tongue found his, and the effect was immediate and electric. She was shocked at the special shudder she felt, like her first kiss when she was young, she felt that she was on a roller coaster that streaked down over her breasts, leaping off the nipples down her tummy and zooming into the split between her legs. The kiss lasted a long time, their tongues tasting each other for the first time. At last, James broke away and stared over at Gerald for a moment, then turned again to renew the taste of her sweet lips, squeezing her hand as he did so. "Well, .. I guess we should . get him up to bed." Valerie said at last, not really wanting to end it. Gerald was soon roused, rubbing his eyes and fumbling with the hi-fi. "Well, had to wake me up, did you? Wanting some of my John Thomas are you?" Winking at James. "Always gets randy in candlelight, you know!" He was still sitting on the floor and now was running his hands up her legs and under her skirt. "You want to help me with this horny little bunny, James, or do you have to get up early!" "Now, Gerald, off you go," his wife urged. His hands continued to fondle her ass as she preceded him up the stairs and down the hall. "Night James," he slurred over his shoulder, bumping from one wall to the other down the hall. The door closed behind them and he heard their talk continue. She was bawling him out for suggesting that James join them in bed. "Gerald, what are you thinking of, saying such a thing in front of a guest, for heaven's sake. I've never been so embarrassed!" "Thought you liked him, sweetie! Might be ah... ah bit of fun, you know. Come on, admit it Ha! Ha! Ha! You'd love having the both of us. Eh? What'll you have then, love, me in the back and old James in the front?""Gerald, for heaven's sake, not a chance!" he heard her trying to shush him. "Oh, come, on love, let's see that big sweet ass of yours!!" "Eeeeek! GERALD!" "Ohhhh, feels like you are ready for my ... Big old John Thomas!!! Let's see that big round wonderful ass under these knickers, oops, HA! HA! HA!Oops, they tore!! Ha! HA! HA! Oh, it is wet and wiggly hot pussy... hot pussy... hot... ready for this, love... Bend over there, let me have it you slut! There, you like it deep. I'll give you deep. There! Deep! And again! And again!" "Oh, yes, yes. Shove it in! GIVE IT TO ME! YES! MORE! HARDER! HARDER! Shove it in my love. Give me all of that big thing... I love it. No, no, no, don't stop... don't stop, put it in, more, again, again Ohhhhhh!" The sounds stopped. It left James hanging, seemed incomplete. He thought he heard snoring. James went to his door, listened. It was snoring. Gerald, being a little worse for wear, had obviously fallen into a deep drunken sleep, having satisfied himself. He felt rather than saw Valerie slip down the hall, heard the light click on as she closed the door, heard water running. He thought he heard her stop briefly in the hall, listening at his door, then move to her room. He waited for the sound of the door latching, but it didn't come. He opened his door, could smell Valerie's perfume or lotion in the hall, pleasantly deep in his nostrils. He stood for a long time, tensely imagining the scene he had just heard take place. He wonder just how daring he should be. Gerald's snoring was loud and deep. Suddenly he was in the hall. Listening. Straining to hear, to feel Valerie there ten feet away. She had not closed the door completely. His decision was made. James slowly pressed the door. It creaked, sounding loud in the night tension. He pressed again, another squeak. But Gerald continued his snoring. It was a dark night again and he could see nothing except the outline of the white sheets on the bed. Slowly he felt his way across the room, invading the mating room of his host and hostess. Standing beside the bed, he stopped to listen again. He felt that you could have cut the tension with a knife. His breathing, when he dared to take a breath was labored and stuck in his chest. His heart was pounding. Valerie lay staring into the darkness, too. She heard the door open with a squeak. She knew that he was there. What was he doing, though. Surely he won't come in, she thought. 'Should I get up and go to him? No, I don't think so,' her mind raced excitedly. She could see his bulk now close beside her. Her heart was pounding with excitement. Half of her wanted him to touch her, half was scared, frightened that her husband would wake. She listened, realized that he was drunk satisfied, and probably could sleep through an earthquake. But you never know. The danger was a presence like a wall there in the room. James stood a long time there beside her bed. Finally, she felt the presence lean over her. His lips touched her ear. She turned to meet his lips with hers, felt his tongue touch her. She sucked his tongue into her mouth, savoring its wet roughness. James felt her tongue, felt the excitement of her touch shoot through his body from his tongue to the tips of his toes. He felt disoriented, not sure if he was standing or on his head in the darkness. He felt her hand on his cheek, now, ,gently encouraging him. Just touching. Fondling his face.. His hand found her breast under the silky slip. She wore no bra and her nipple leapt against his palm. He fondled and pinched it lightly, feeling the round hardness of it, felt it get harder, more rigid, more defined in his touch. He loved the way it formed an almost separate part of her breast, a distinctly separate little mound on top of the rich mountain of her breast. He slipped his kiss down her chin, along her neck to the swell of her left breast, nearest him, and up to the nub at the very tip of her breast. Her hand guided his head now, asking him unspoken to suckle her, to take her womanhood and let her nurture him. Valerie felt the curly hair of his sideburns, musing that he needed a haircut, pressed his head to drink her breasts. She wanted him to suckle there, to taste her nipples, wanted him to have her roundness, wanted to feel his hands fondle her big breasts, hold them, lift them, smooth them with his rough hands, nibble on her. She wanted to feel his breathy desire spill over her breasts, feel him nuzzle the valley between them. She felt his lips slipping down her neck, along the slope of the top of her breast. She listened for any change in her husband's snoring. It was steady. She pulled James to her ample bosom. His cheek felt so wonderfully masculine against her. Valerie loved having her breasts fondled. James held them in his hands, started with the very base of the now swollen orbs, moving along them, squeezing them as he worked his hands toward the peaks. He pulled slightly on her nipples as he reached the summits. Gerald's left hand slipped down to rest on her belly. The band of her panties was under his thumb as he rubbed lightly on her tummy feeling the soft silkiness of the full cut panties. Valerie's hand caught his hand, slipped it under the band of her panties, pressed it down into the curls protecting her mound, letting him play there for a moment, enjoying the feel of his fingers combing her little patch of dark brown hair. His finger just touched the top of the crease made by the lips of her cunt. 'What had her husband said about having them both?' she thought to herself. Well, she liked it, he was right, though not quite the way he had phrased it. James felt the coarse short curls of her pussy thatch. Fondled it in his fingers, scratched her mound gently, teasingly with his fingernails. Her scent was warm in his nostrils, his heart beat wildly in his chest. He knelt beside her, touching her lips with his again. Then, slipping downward, he kissed her other lips, just at the beginning of the place where they split her body, inviting him. His lips explored them, felt that they were nicely swollen with excitement, pouting at him. James slipped his fingers in the band of her panties, pausing to see if she wanted this, then slipped them down her thighs and off her leg. Valerie took her knickers off the other leg, moving as quietly as possible. She stuffed them into James' briefs, feeling his hard cock against her hand. She paused there, examining his length. Her touch was light as a feather. It seemed large, swollen, excitedly hard and erect. Her hand touched his balls, lifted them in their sack between his legs. They were large and heavy in her hand. He left her panties there stuffed next to his cock and balls, as she felt him parting her legs. Valerie was terrified of waking Gerald. She put her hand to his head cautioning him. He paused a moment and continued his journey up her thigh toward her open pussy. Her lips were swollen, her hair soft to his lips as he planted a kiss on her closed pussy lips. Her scent was delicious to his nostrils, perfume and natural scent mixing together excitedly. His tongue touched her now, he realized she was moist for him, waiting for him to taste her. 'The tip of his tongue slipped easily between her lips, traced a path down one side, crossed over to the other lip. - Valerie spread her thighs wider for him. His tongue widened and spread over the width of her large luxurious pussy lips. James was enjoying making her squirm slightly under his tongue. He found her clitoris, circled it with the tip of his tongue, then sucked it between his lips. He let the wetness of his mouth make a warm slippery sheath for her clitoris, now firmly protruding in the flower pedals that were her pussy. She was so wet. So Warm. So Sweet tasting. The wet heavy cream of her juices spread on his cheeks as he opened his mouth so that it was covering her clitoris, her lips so wide apart now, and down to the opening to her vagina. He lingered that way, his tongue fondling her entire channel. His nose rested now on her Venus mound, it's curls tickling his nose and her scent intoxicating him. Valerie felt James surround her with his open mouth. It was hot and exciting, everything was so wet and warm, and held, and fondled -- all those things at once. It was truly wonderful. His tongue had her clit standing so rigidly that it felt like she was pointing toward him -- reaching for him. It actually felt like it was straining to get closer. Silly -- but that is how it felt to her at that moment. She had never felt more completely fondled. His hands crept up her sides and held her breasts firmly but still gently. James was being as aggressive as he could while trying not to move the bed for fear of waking Gerald. He sucked her pussy, slipped his tongue into her cunt, circled it, pressed deep into her, tasting the slight bitter sweetness there. His tongue went lower on her body, then circled the little rose of her anus. He felt her squirm with pleasure under his tongue. Her breasts were large and swollen in his hands. Valerie was engulfed in a luxurious bath of pleasure and feelings. Her heart was beating firmly, her juices were flowing. Her clitoris felt so lovely as James loved it, swirling it around and around. At last she felt his finger slip into her cunt, another just touched her anus, fondling it. She felt her pelvis involuntarily squirm closer to get more of him. She felt her orgasm begin to build in her groin. His finger continued slipping in and out, then found the round little mound just behind her clitoris. He was sucking her clit now and rubbing the swollen bit inside her pussy, just under the root of her little man. The sensation was unimaginable, it spread through her loins, suffusing them with warmth, her tummy cramped slightly as if he were drawing on her in this way. She felt his tongue flicking her clit back and forth, her body shuddered under his attention. How long had she been engulfed in these sensations? How long could it go on. She was shivering now with pleasure. Trying desperately not to make too much noise or jiggle the bed too much. But James kept pulling on her clit, rubbing behind it, kissing her pussy lips now so sensitive and leaping out to him. She squeezed her thighs around his face, her orgasm rattling through her; she clamped onto him, trapping his head, shuddering against him, loving the feel of him there between her legs, there fondling and sucking her sex, lingering in the bath of all her juices, devouring her, devouring her juices, fucking her with his tongue and mouth and nose. She exploded with as controlled an orgasm as she could manage, driving her vibrations into his head as she held him clamped in the vice of her excited thighs. She felt the bed move with her tremors, but there was nothing she could do. Finally it subsided. She lay completely happy and completely satisfied, relaxed, feeling... well... just wonderful... it was the only word. James silently covered her bare, wet mound with the covers, kissed her one last lingering good night and slipped silently out of her room, her panties still tucked into his shorts. Chapter SixJames awoke with the scent of Valerie in his nostrils, her panties silky under his ear and cheek. Slowly waking up, he passed his hand under the panties, smiling at his memories of last night, the excitement of sneaking into her room, bringing her to a ringing orgasm, then slipping away silently without waking her husband, asleep by her side. He wondered what she had done after he left. Sleep well? Anguished night tossing and turning? He finished shaving, but couldn't get her out of his mind. The events of the evening still played like a movie through his mind, the feel of her breasts, soft and heavy, her round bottom squirming on his hands, the petal-like lips of her pussy, her hand as it slipped her panties down the front of his shorts. He turned with a raging hard-on brought on by his daydreaming. He was deciding where to leave her panties. Then, an inspiration came over him, thinking about the feel of her pussy against his lips and how hard he had been as he fingered the inside of her pussy and kissed her clitoris. Slowly, he began stroking his cock into her sleek white panties. In moments, his balls tensed and shot a long heavy stream of his sperm onto her pretty panties, again and again he spewed those juices stored all night under the great pressure of his excitement. He looked down to find a large collection on her panties. He laid it carefully for her to find. When he arrived in the kitchen, Gerald had beaten him to the table. He examined Valerie's eyes as she poured his coffee. As she finished, her eyes found his and James found himself drowning in them as she gave him a self-confident smile, full and warm. When they had left, Valerie hurried upstairs to the guestroom where she found the panties, loaded with his fresh spunk. Most of it had landed in a huge dark streak in the gusset. She was pleased. She slipped the soiled garment into place over her hips, feeling the now cool pool of sperm next to her pussy lips. In her mind, she could still feel the strength of his suction on her nipples as well as on the sensitive lips of her pussy. She sighed with remembered pleasure, and slowly pressed his cum to her pussy, matting the copse of her hair once again. She lay there fondling herself, spreading her legs wide, teasing her clitoris firmly in the wetness he had left for her pleasure. Her finger circled round and round then a steady back and forth motion across the firm erect bud protruding from her lips, back and forth, back and forth, then pressing harder and intensifying the movement with pressure. Valerie realized she was beginning to feel a need for the American visitor, a need for his cock inside her. She came quickly, it was a bright, tingly feeling like champagne, a lovely sweet warm feeling with it's own charm in the shade of the monumental orgasm he had given her with his eager and inventive mouth in the dark of the night. Valerie fell into a luxurious sleep, her hand pinned under the mound of her pussy as she lay on her stomach enjoying the man-scent of warmth he had left in the bedclothes. Sleep came like a comfortable glow. Gerald had had a bit of a blow-up with his boss and was in a rambunctious mood. When he had finished reading him off to James he was a bit calmer. But he was still in one of those "kick the dog' moods where you come home and pick on people you like because of what someone else has done to make you angry. This made him argumentative through dinner, and as he got himself round three or four beers, began to get openly randy in his comments. "I told her James, that what she needed was you and me both to get up her. Finally make a real woman out of her. That'd be all right with you, eh, James?" "GERALD STOP! What will James think?" She tried to turn the subject away. Her face was crimson with embarrassment, perhaps mixed with excitement. "Uh, I think I'd better not answer that one!" James laughed lightly, " I don't think I can do anything but get on the wrong side of one or both of you!! "Ah, c'mon, James boy, you're among friends. I see you looking her over pretty good all throughout dinner. Cor' she's a bit of a sweet, isn't she?" he laughed uproariously at James' discomfort and at his own bawdy humor. "Now that, I shamelessly admit, Gerald, I have absolutely been admiring your lovely wife. And yes, I agree completely with you, she is not only 'a bit of a sweet,' but gorgeous and sexy in the bargain. " James smiled warmly at Valerie, playing that it was all a game. Then turning to Gerald, "I humbly apologize m'lord!!!" "No bloody need, mate, you're alright by me and I am willing to share ol' Val with you. Might turn her really wild, you know, having a yanks' charm and my good solid British 'longbow' to entertain her." He laughed heartily again. But it was becoming clear that his joking about the subject was meant to be taken seriously or at least that he would really like to find a way to have both of them in bed with Valerie! James continued to steer out of harm's way and Valerie, dodged with her face still crimson. She decided to counterattack. "You'd better be careful, my man, I may just take you up on that. Our James is a bit of a dish, you know. I might just fancy him." She smiled at her sudden assertive ploy, her eyes lingering a bit longer on James' eyes than necessary. Lingering and communicating with him privately. Gerald could not know that she had already had him in her mind's eye. Nor could he guess that she was still wearing the panties which James had left for her with the silent reminder of him still close to the lips of her pussy. "Oh, getting frisky are we, well, we'll just see about that when I get you upstairs!! She loves it, James, just loves it! Can't get enough of a good seeing to, can Valerie!! Am I not right, Valerie?" "Yes, always right," she replied sardonically. "Right, are we off then?" Gerald rolled his eyes toward the bedroom. "Yes, I'm tired out. You, James?" "With James, or will you just have the big one tonight, Val?" Gerald roared with laughter as he headed up stairs. Valerie followed James up the stairs, her hand touched his back as they walked slowly. When he came to the door, he turned to her and looked into her eyes. Valerie placed her hand on his chest lightly, affectionately. She leaned close, "Good Night James." James brushed his lips against the top of her head. She paused, patted his chest, and moved on to her own door. As the door closed, he heard "Come on lass, bring it over here!! You know you won't be able to sleep until you've had a good seeing to! I'm your man." James couldn't hear her comment. "Sure you don't want me to call old James and we'll give you two up you at one time? Ha! Ha! Ha! I think old James is going to sleep with a "stiffy" from looking at you every night! Sure we should waste it?" "Oh, Gerald, give it a rest, you know I would never do that. What are you playing at? Still, I think you really would like that, wouldn't you?" "Well, I wouldn't mind. It'd make a change from the old push pull, you have to admit. Might put some excitement into the evening!" "Well, It isn't on, now is it?" "I do not know why you can never just admit what you want and ask for it! Pisses me off!" The door opened and Valerie went down the hall to the bathroom. James stood next the door and listened as the sounds of running water drifted back to him. He could hear Gerald settle into the bed, the spring groaning under his weight. The light went out in the room. James opened his door and stood in the opening, silently in the dark. The bathroom light went out and the door opened silently. He could smell her perfume preceding her toward him. She touched his chest in the dark and his arms were immediately around her. Valerie pulled him to her bosom, her head buried in the hair of his chest. He felt her lips on his chest, then turned her face upward and they kissed a long, lustful, wet, tongue-tangling, mouth-exploring kiss. Electric shocks ran up and down his spine as his hands slipped downward to find her bottom. Quickly, James knelt in front of her and slipped under her slip. His mouth found the softness of her mound and he kissed her through her panties. The cushiony froth of her patch of hair felt delicate under the nylon. He pulled the gusset aside and kissed her again, his finger again finding it's way into her wetness. James found her clitoris with his tongue and his finger inside her cunt found the mound just back of the clitoris. Finger and tongue worked together to tease her to a higher stage of excitement. Valerie felt her juices begin to flow, felt the warmth of his tongue on her clitoris. She languished in a pool of pleasure. James gently worked his wonder on her poor defenseless clitoris, surrounded by his attack - not that she had any thought of pulling away! It was wonderful, truly wonderful. She opened her legs to him, felt his excitement as his tongue sprang forward, deeper along the track made by her pussy lips. She felt a little tidal wave building down there and pulled him up by tugging at his head, fondling his hair and body as they stood face to face, nipples to nipples once again. She kissed him and reached for his cock, now prodding her in the tummy. She slipped her panties down in the front and led him by his cock head into the slit where his tongue had been preparing her for him. James felt her lips part, accepting the broad head of his cock. He loved the heat of her as his cock slipped along the lovely valley between her pussy lips. He took pleasure in the copious amount of pussy juices he found there. He had made her very excited and her lubricated channel was a delight as he felt her wetness bathe him. She had pulled the front of her panties down to let him enter, leaving them in place so that his cock was pressed up against her waiting lips by the elastic. James slipped it further along her crease, loving every inch of it. She moved up on her toes and pressed the head of his cock into the entry of her cunt. "Her little sigh of pleasure thrilled him. He only had an inch of her, but that inch was delightful, hot, and tight. "Val, where the hell are you, then." They heard from her bedroom. She jumped away and silently slipped down to the bathroom and turned on the light, then off again. "Coming." James had stepped back a few inches, but felt her reach for him, touching him through the darkness as she went past, on the way to her "being taken care of." "Sorry..." The closing of the door cut off her words. James' heart was still a bit in his throat, but he managed to start breathing again. He leaned against the wall to listen again. "I thought you'd changed your mind! Come on love, bring it over here to me. Ohhhh, I can see by the condition of this that you are needing a good takin' care of! I'll have no trouble slipping up you tonight!! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Been thinking about it haven't you, girl?"Valerie, was indeed ready for him. James' tongue on her clitoris had been a lovely sensual awakening. The excitement of him taking her there in the darkness only feet away from her marital bed was exhilarating on one level, but the fondling and caressing, were still another. What was there about the way that his tongue found her most sensitive spots, her tongue, her clitoris, the lips of her pussy, her nipples, wherever his tongue and lips found her, she felt loved and completely fondled and folded inside something warm and delightful and wonderful. Her wet tightness was pulling on Gerald's cock now, holding onto it, squeezing it and milking it. She thought, "Please, please don't die on me yet! Please stay hard, just a little longer, a little more... a little harder, there, that's it... Now again. Again! Again! Again! Fuck me! Oh fuck me! Please... oh, YES! YES! YES!"His cock was deep in her and she opened wider to get every last inch of it and angled to press it's top against her surging clitoris. James had brought out its sensitivity with his tongue and his finger deep in her cunt. Now it was about to fulfill its purpose. The center of the storm that was her orgasm. It rumbled up from this lightning rod of hers between her lips down there, rolled along her tummy, hugged her breasts, ringed her nipples and burst into her throat, forcing a guttural, "YESSS!" As Valerie slammed her arms down on the bed, thrust her hips onto him one last lunge and felt his cock pull out of her and then him slamming down on top of her as his juices spurted out on her tummy. Yessss, it felt good, complete. Full. Valerie lay there thinking ruefully, that it had taken both of them to satisfy her fully. Gerald's arm went over her and he muttered "I always know how to please you, don't I, lass!" "Yes, you do." But she smiled there in the darkness a smile that he would not have understood. The smile lasted a long, long time that night as Valerie fell into a deep, deep sleep. All this time James had stood watch, waiting for her orgasm on the other side of the wall. The bed creaked, banged against the wall a bit -- on the harder strokes of their love making. He heard two groans as the thrashing, pounding, fucking noises reached a loud crescendo in the next room. He heard at last, Valerie moaning loudly, "YESSS!"James, knew that it was meant for him, too. Chapter Seven James awoke with a strong erection and heaviness in his scrotum. His mind reeled back to the previous night. The scent of Valerie was still ripe in his nostrils. She had smelled so delightful there in the hall. The scent of the perfume freshly dabbed on her body, her hair with the scent of apple blossom shampoo. His hands had filled with her breasts for the first time. They were warm and heavy, her small nipples hard as diamonds stabbing into his palms through the thin silkiness of her slip. He had relished their softness, rolling them in his hands, toying with her rigid nipples. He remembered, as his hand comforted his cock, that he had knelt before her, lifted her slip and found the freshness of her pussy in her silky panties. He had kissed her mound, lingering to feel the cushion of the dark brown curly thatch under her knickers. His cock had slipped so easily along the crease at the center of her body as her hand guided him to her -- more than guided him! Valerie's hand had grabbed him and pulled him into her waiting wetness. She had forced him to spear her lips apart with the big head of his cock! Valerie wanted him as badly as he now wanted her! That was clear. An occasional touch on the arm, a nudge of her round hips as he passed her, that was one thing, but she had urgently grabbed him and forced his cock into the pretty little slit. She had wanted him to feel her heat; wanted to get him so hot with the need to see what her hotness could be like as it bathed him with passionate juices. She wanted him, too. She wanted his cock to spear her deep and thoroughly as he wanted to see her pussy pink with satisfaction, her breasts rolling under the grip of his hands while his cock filled her cunt; making her feel complete. She wanted him to fill her with his strength and to have him feel the strength of her vice-like grip as she milked his cock, to feel the strain in his cock as she milked all the sperm out of his hardness. "Oh, James, what do you think you're doing? Sleeping in?" Valerie's call from the hallway brought him sheepishly back to reality. He was sure she was standing there with a smile on her face as if she had caught him, but of course that was his imagination. "Ahhh, no, no, Valerie, I'll be right down." "Do you want me to start without you? " She sounded teasing. Was it an intentional double intender, or was his imagination over-working since his cock had tasted just the first inch of her magic pussy? "I am definitely going mad," he concluded and finished dressing and went down stairs. Valerie was smiling from the stove where she was fixing bacon and eggs and fried bread - a particularly potent cholesterol sandwich unique to Britain and deadly delicious. "Did you sleep, then?" she smiled at him. "Not bad, and you? The first part was a bit difficult, but later I settled down alright." He looked deeply into her eyes to find some encouragement or acknowledgement of what they had shared the night before. She smiled again, but averted her eyes. She was feeling some guilt. Natural enough, he thought. But his eyes were on her charcoal colored nylons as they stretched over her knees and thighs just visible below her short skirt.His eyes wandered to her prominent mound where her skirt played with her and teased his madness by tenting across tightly from the outcurve of her thighs across to the soft broad peak of mount Venus! His cock had split her volcano. It still burned with memory of how hot and how very wet she was. She had splashed her burning lava onto his sensitive cock head and burned the memory into his mind. He would never forget that first touch they had shared, slipping her panties away to make it possible, just for that moment. "James, James, I said More Coffee?" "Oh, sorry, my mind was, er..." "Yes, where had you gotten to?" she wanted to know. "Hmmm, I think you may know the answer to that already?" "Oh, do I? Yes, I thought I might. Mine too!" she whispered, just before Gerald came through the door. You two, whispering again, I see. More advice for my girl is it James? Well no harm done as long as you don't take her mind off her main interest, eh lass?" He slapped her on the ass, making it clear what he was thinking. "Ouch, Gerald, stop that." "You know what it is you love, now, don't deny it. Loves me to take care of her, does she, James, perfectly randy housewife, right out of the movies!" "What movies are you watching?" Valerie mock chased him with a broom. "Oh, by the way, love, I'm afraid I have to work late tonight. I won't be able to go to that concert tonight. How will it be if James fills in for me? Alright, James? I know you've looked forward to it." "Oh, we don't have to James, probably wants a quiet night." "No, that's fine, I'm sure I'd love to go. Be honored, m'lady!" "Well if you're quite sure! It's the dance troop of Irish Step dancers, you may have heard of them, Riverdance? So It will be quite lively." "Yes, I'd like that." James drove the longish trip to the concert and they found a little pub nearby for a quick bite and a drink or two before the concert. Their seats were a bit distant, actually in the back row and in a remote corner of the theater, but it wasn't a large theatre. They had to lean forward to see the very front of the stage, though. Their knees touched and stayed comfortably against each other. James was pleased that she did not pull away. It had not been wholly accidental. He realized he was pushing it a little. The lively dance scene was really a bit erotic, the sound of their tapped heals and toes and the fast, fast music were exciting. Valerie's hand found James' and they smiled at each other, there in their rather secluded part of the theatre, all eyes were away from them, so no one was likely to recognize them as they held hands. Now their thighs were in contact steadily along the whole length. James put his hand on his own knee and touched Valerie's knee in the process. Her tights made for a delightful feel, and he let his hand stroke both of them, feeling the warmth of her under the nylon. She placed her hand over his and pulled it more onto her knee, slipping her skirt a bit higher in the process. She held his hand that way for quite a long time, fondling him as he fondled her knee. Their tension was rising with the pleasure of these stolen caresses in the secluded but public place. He leaned closer and kissed her ear, whispering that he was loving being here with her. Valerie smiled, looking toward the stage. Eventually she turned and looked into his eyes, deep into his eyes and nodded yes. They enjoyed the concert, but much of their attention was absorbed in each other. Shared little touches, hands caressing each other at each opportunity. They sat back in their seats and James' hand reached under her arm so that his fingers were against the side of her breast, she held him tightly there, holding is hand with hers and pressing him to the softness of her breast. On the drive back, James slipped his hand under her thigh on the seat, letting the back of his hand fondle her leg. Valerie squirmed in her seat, then touched his arm, confirming his caress. "Gerald will be home by now, I think," she said. "Yes," James agreed. They were holding hands now, clinging tightly to each other. His hand squeezed hers between his thumb and his fingers, rolling his thumb deep into her palm, passing an erotic feeling from him to her. He trailed his handling of her hand into a light caress rather than gripping her tightly. Every touch exchanged was an erotic tease. The sexual tension between them built and built. "I need to stop a minute in this lay-by, OK?" "Oh," she began to reply but stopped. Feeling an urgency to get back home since Gerald would certainly be coming home by now. They both used the toilet facilities and James was standing leaning against the car when she returned. "Nice Night, James," She stared up at the starry sky, felt the breath of a breeze on her cheek. "Almost a shame to see it ending." "Yes, I'm having a bit of trouble with that, too, hating to see our evening out together end, is what I mean. I've really enjoyed being with you. And the concert wasn't bad either!" He smiled down into her brown eyes. "Oh, how nice you feel the same way!" Valerie was really pleased with that and showed it by quickly pressing close to him and hugging him, laying her head against his sold, broad chest. His arms were around her immediately, his lips in her hair , on the top of her head. "Yes..." his voice trailed off. He could feel the softness of her pressed close along the length of her body, felt his cock stir at that feminine feel of her skirt slipping against the silkiness of her slip, tights and panties. That was a unique feel and it was one of the most erotic things he knew of. His hands were at the small of her back, only inches from the loveliness of her round bottom. Testing, he slipped his hands a bit lower, then took the moment and pulled her closer pressing his hands on her bottom. Valerie felt her body responding to his hands. She was fond of having her bum fondled. It was one of her erogenous zones and she relished James' hands as they teased her sensitive flesh. "Ummm, I like that James. MMMMM. My bum is one of my erogenous zones , so be careful how big a fire you light!" she giggled into his chest. "It's the only thing I like about the loosing battle I have with the size of it! There's more for you to play with and drive me mad!" "Valerie, why do you keep bringing that up? You look very attractive. You should be happy with that. But, of course, we are always our own worst critic aren't we?' he laughed.Chapter Eight "How was the concert, then?" Gerald asked as he came into the house with a smile. He was slightly loose from the dinner and drinks of the business meeting he had had. It had agreed with him apparently. James replied that it was terrific. Valerie had slipped up to the bathroom to rinse her mouth and brush her teeth when she heard his car come into the drive. She had quickly inspected James for traces of lipstick before going. Now she bounded down the steps, with a welcoming smile, "It was brilliant, Gerald, I wish you could have been there, you'd have so enjoyed it. Wouldn't he James?" She bubbled on at length about the show. "If I know you, lass, knowing how these things affect you, you'll need a good seeing to tonight!" he smacked her bottom and grinned at James, who looked away, trying to think of something to say. Valerie nudged him hard in the ribs. "Stop that, Gerald, you're naughty! What on earth will James think of you?" "What should he think, then, just two married people, one of them a randy wife!" he roared at his joke, then pushed her toward the stairs "get along with you, and your big bum!" he followed her up the stairs, his hands following the swiveling of her hips. "You're incorrigible, you are," she muttered. James watched as Gerald's hand disappeared under her skirt slipping up to the space between her legs. In his room, James lay back on the bed still in his clothes. Staring at the ceiling, feeling completely relaxed, warm and comfortable, he recalled the feel of her body against him, the way her lips had teased him, pleased him. A long sigh escaped his lips, but it was replaced with a satisfied smile. But then he heard them in the next room and knew they would soon be fucking; He was sorely jealous of the joy and pleasure Gerald was able to have while he lay there only dreaming of how it might be if they, Valerie and he, were allowed a little time alone. How they would make it into a wonderfully expressive thing, this fucking, this loving, this deep probing, long and deep, He heard Gerald's voice "here's what you've been wanting , Isn't it, love?" "Yes." "Come and have it then, always ready, satisfaction guaranteed," he laughed. "Come and suck it my girl, suck it for me, suck me off, give it your mouth, then. Come on now, That's it, pull away, Lot's more to have, there now, that's better, Got it all then? You randy little tart, randy little slut, always wanting this then, aren't you, Love to suck, don't you? Say it. Say it, say you love to suck my big old John Henry. Tell me, I say!" "Yes, I do, dear." "Tell me or I'll not give you more, my lass!" 'OK, OK be quiet now dear, what do you want? I WANT YOUR BIG COCK, I LOVE IT IN MY MOUTH, I LOVE TO SUCK THIS COCK. How's that!" "Ah, right you are, love. Right you are. You're hot tonight, aren't you? Got randy off to a concert did we. Oh good more! SUCK IT!" Silence. James knew he had come and would have nothing left to help her come, neither the spunk nor the sensitivity to find another way, all spent as he would be now. He would be asleep in minutes. James longed to go to her, but knew he could not. "Gerald is not that drunk," he thought. His cock was hard with wanting her though. He thought of how he would have pleased her now. How his cock would have found all the little hills and valleys of the inside of her cunt, how he would have lifted against her, pressing the top of his cock against the top rim of her cunt, his mound pressing her clit, his cock finally reaching her clit. Her pretty little clit, waiting to be rubbed and fondled until her orgasm radiated out from it, calling all the other sensuous parts of her body to the celebration, while he worshipped each one of them. It was a wild thought for another private time he hoped would come soon. Soon. Soon, he hoped. Valerie, disappointed that he had turned away and fallen asleep so soon, slipped out of bed and padded down the hall, not bothering even to put her slip on. She thought it safe enough. James heard her close the door of the bathroom and rose to stand expectantly in the hall just to smell her perfume as she came back. He listened at Gerald's door and heard the now familiar snoring. Too dangerous to risk waking him he thought, but he continued his dangerous course. He stood nude waiting in the hall as the bathroom door opened and Valerie was standing there nude. His eyes drank her in. Her nipples stood out in their crowning place high on her breasts that he now saw in their fullness and their naturalness. The curve of their underside being lovely in his view, their slight sag under their weight giving her body an opulent loveliness. Topped by the slope of the top of her breasts slipping down to the alert nipples his mouth longed for. She looked startled, her hand on the light switch. She didn't switch off, but stood, letting him look at her, loving the way his eyes swept over her, pausing for a long lust-filled look at the thatch covering her mound. They stood suspended in silence, listening for Gerald's snoring; it continued. Valerie continued letting him look at her. She felt wonderfully adored in his gaze. She relaxed a little bit, watching his eyes as they looked into hers, then were torn from hers by his need to look at her body, to openly and simply admire her round body. James reached out for her, she took her hand from the switch and gave it to him. They stood like that for a time, him continuing mesmerized at seeing her at last. Her loving the attention, but concerned not to wake Gerald either. She knew this was madness. And so dangerous. They really could not do this, she thought. She turned out the light and they were plunged into darkness. Gerald could still see the afterimage of her there in the doorway, painted on the retinas of his eyes. She dimmed after a moment, he took back her hand, lead her past her door. She resisted slightly. He tugged gently, reassuring her. Valerie panicked, 'No, I can't go to his room,' she thought, and came back to her senses, pulling James to stop him. He came close and they stood, barely breathing, barely touching. It was chilly in the hall and her nipples puckered in spite of herself. Otherwise she didn't feel the cold, just his hand on her breast, his breath on her lips, now his tongue in her mouth, hers in his. How was she going to stop this, short of fucking him here and now, and that was too impossibly dangerous to even thinking of. Still it was what she wanted to do. She wanted his cock so much right now her mind was spinning. She touched it, held it gently. James, turned her round, pressed close to her from behind and fondled her breasts in a lovely rolling motion, she swooned against him, felt his cock prodding her bottom. James knew it was too dangerous, too, really. His heart was in his mouth, his breathing uncertain. He bent her over so she could touch the little bench in the hall. He spread her legs. She willingly let him position her. Then he did a surprising thing. He knelt behind her, reached through her legs to pinch her nipples dangling there from her bent-over position, head down, hands resting on the low bench. She was all exposed to him and thought that her legs would not hold her much longer. She felt his tongue touch her. A shiver ran through her. He searched her now, his tongue devilishly perverse in it's seeking little way. James encouraged her legs a bit further apart with his arms as he continued to fondle her breasts, marveling at the way they hung down into his waiting, lusting hands. They were so nice and heavy. He loved them, glorified them, hefted them in his hands, warmed them, pinched their long nipples, now so distended. The blood was rushing to her head and Valerie was dying from suspense, though enjoying his lovely hands, they seem to know what her breasts wanted. So soothing, so loving, so wonderful. She thought, "I think I can orgasm just from his fondling, from this lovely man kneeling between my legs fondling and playing madly with my tits! I love this. God help me, I love it. It's mad, being here like this, naked, exposed, my fanny in the air -- exposed to this strange, weird, randy, but wonderful American who was a stranger a week ago!!" "Ah, she couldn't resist dabbing a little stopper of perfume on the peak of her mound," he thought. What a delight. Husbands are a mad lot, not knowing what can be theirs for the asking. But they can't bring themselves to simply enjoy the preciousness offered them. The scent of her pretty pussy and its juices flooded to him, blended with the perfume. He pressed his tongue a little further with its exploration. Starting at the top of her crease, the lovely buns on either side, he tested the little bone at the base of her spine, then hurried on following the centerline of her body. Valerie spread wider, sensing what he wanted. "oh, dear, I'll collapse," she thought, grateful for the support of the little bench, and pressing her head to it now, her body bent practically double before him. She had to bite her tongue to keep quiet as she felt his tongue travel down, down, down along the wide split of her bum. She thought, "Is he going to kiss me there, as well? Mmmmm, hope so... mmmnnnngg hope so... YES!" She nearly jumped from her skin as his tongue circled her rose bud of an anus! James, wanted to tease her to an hysterical peak, just short of screaming out loud. Could he do it? He thought perhaps so. Her juices were already on his chin as his tongue toyed with the little rosebud, circling it. He heard her sharp intake of breath as he teased more. She was shuddering under the terror of his tongue driving shivers from her little anus up along her body. He held her thighs, thinking she might collapse, but kept his tongue tingling along her crease. For some reason, it was lovely doing this for and to her. Just lovely. He wanted to give her such a record breaking sort of orgasm that it hurt, so great was his striving to find just the delights which would make her cum for him in a wild, torrential, rainforest style release. His tongue paused to press just the center of the rosebud, bidding it a fond farewell, as his tongue traced its treasure path along her waiting creaming slit. He had to spread her cheeks more with his hands as his tongue sought the first hint of her pussy lips rising gently from the path before him, He kissed them, then let his tongue taste again. He felt her shudder again as his tongue tasted the lips of her pussy. It was a different tingling from that she felt as he tongued her anus, yet similar, just more familiar. She relished both. He was upon her cunt now, open to him, gaping open to him, her juices spilling down the sides of the lovely spot. His tongue ran around the rim now, lustily teasing her to a wildness that made her hips buck in spite of her position, nearly standing on her head. She bit her lip again to keep from crying out with the sensations coursing through her wildly aroused body. She could not believe how aroused she was getting. She thought it must be the blood running to her head. "OHMIGOD!" She felt James tongue going deep into her open cunt, having made love to the lips and rim surrounding it he had slipped his clever tongue right into her, felling the tightness of the sphincter muscle meant for his cock! She squeezed his tongue, pressing it back out like a little cock. He pressed into her again, she played with his tongue, using the muscle training she had worked on so often over the years so that her cunt could grip Gerald's cock and give him a "seeing to", give him a "good riding". Now here it was letting her enjoy herself with James' tongue. It was truly lovely. She lingered in her mind with his wet little tongue pretending to substitute for his cock. "Lovely" she whispered. "oh god, so lovely" she mouthed the words, hoping he would understand. James savored the taste of Valerie's sopping cunt. Again and again, he slipped his tongue into her waiting tunnel. He felt her return his pressure with the firmness of her muscle, They played together, him slipping it into her, her squeezing down on it until it was expelled, then repeating his thrusting. "OHMIGOD." He thought to himself, 'what this little muscle trick must do to your cock as it slides in and out!' His mind went mad for her. Longing for the fucking they would surely do some time soon, when the time was right. He continued until he felt her legs trembling so much he feared she might give way. He moved on up the path, along her thick full pussy lips, now so swollen with her excitement and slick with her juices. Her wetness now actually running down her legs and completely covering his mouth, nose and cheeks. It felt lovely, he thought. Now he was right under her legs, head turned up sucking on her clit the way she had sucked his cock earlier. He pulled on it with his tightly clenched lips, letting it slip out at last, and he was sure that it trembled as it snapped back from his lips. His tongue found it, his teeth very gently nibbled it, very gently and she moaned slightly. James was seated on the floor now face fully upturned, sucking her clitoris, his nose pressed into the tight wetness of her cunt. He sucked hard, pulled on her, she moved her hips to help him reach her and he heard her whimper slightly. Suddenly, she could hold it no longer, James grasped her breasts, squeezing them, rolling them in his hands, supporting her as her knees gave a little, sitting right down on his face, as if on a typing seat. His mouth sucked hard on her clitoris, though he was nearly afraid of suffocating with the pressure of her surrounding his cheeks, mouth and nose. Still he held on to her, determined to see her through to a massive, earth-shattering orgasm. Valerie felt her knees going. She could do nothing but rest part of her weight on poor James there with his upturned face deep into the crease of her body, sucking on her clitoris as if there would be no tomorrow. It was mind-blowing. She shuddered, she gripped the little bench, she pressed against James' wonderful tongue. She thought how nice it would be to just let his whole head slip up into her waiting cunt, still licking her even inside. It was wild, almost psychedelic, she guessed. Her body simply took over, her orgasm rolled back and forth through her torso, through her legs, her tits tingled wildly in his hands,. She hated to do it but she simple collapsed onto James. She had to be helped up by James standing up, supporting her, still squeezing her massive swollen breasts. She turned in his arms and kissed him, her arms around his neck as if she could not be pried loose. Coming to her senses, she took one last kiss from his lips and moved back to her own room, uncertain if her legs would support her. Gerald was still snoring, so, she must have managed to keep quiet enough. She lifted her slip over her head, letting its sensual softness slip down over her hips and catch over her bra-less breasts. She thought she would go braless tomorrow as well. Her nipples were that sensitive. END |
daga.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/59/daga.txt | I was pissed at her for being so rude to my friends at a party we were at. They were just flirting with her a little like young-virile men that they are and she got upset. She is always like this so uptight about herself and her fuckin' stupid ideals. I just stood there looking like a moron. Jake, one of my colleagues, saw that I was upset and took me to a corner and tried to cheer me up, "Oh c'mon BL, wives are like that. Mine is as fucked up too." Marcus, another guy from work, joined us too and added his opinion, "Nah bro, these damn women need to be taught a lesson.""How can I teach her a lesson," I asked them well to tell the truth I am not the best of friends with them but I was hot in my head and I was pissed with so much alcohol.Marcus laughed, "Leave it to me. I will devise a plan and make her regret her behavior today." Then he winked at Jake and me. Suddenly I felt like I was finally accepted in my new office and I winked too. Then we laughed heartily. After a while, Marcus got me a drink and asked me to hand it to my wife. "What's in it dude," I asked and he just laughed, "trust me it's not poison even if you want it to be!" I laughed too and staggered over to my wife who was still surrounded by all the men even though she was bad-mouthing then (still!). They seemed to like this behavior of hers. If you leave this rudeness aside, my wife is pleasing to the eyes and her big tits and ample ass never goes unnoticed at malls and shopping arcades. Today she was wearing her favorite hot black dress which barely covers her upper thighs and each time she bent down to pick up stuff for the guys (come to think of it, they were dropping a lot of stuff and shouldn't they be picking up their stuff) her white lacy panties were clearly visible from a certain angle. I didn't interfere so far because I thought this was their way of taking revenge and a little bit of eyeful of her booty won't hurt her!Anyway, I approached her and handed her the drink. "Thanks honey," she cooed sexily, "You are so cute, and docile compared to your rowdy and ill-mannered colleagues." She sipped the green colored drink, and all of the guys laughed lewdly. She gulped the drink down and Marcus offered her another one, which went down as fast as the first one. She staggered a bit and Jake put his arms around her waist to stop her fall. But accidentally (I thought it was intentional) he bent down more than necessary and she toppled over landing entirely in his big black strong arms. This was greeted with cheers (someone tell me why?) and all the guys gathered opposite methen I realized that they were getting another perfect view of my wife's panty-clad pussy. Let them be so childish, I thought.There must have been something in the drink because after that moment, my wife just went haywire. She started dancing with the same men she was abusing. When she came back to me after two dances, her dress had ridden up. I would have smoothed it down but I was still pissed with her and thought never mind let people see her like this. Serves her right. When she turned around to look for a bar stool, I realized that the zip of her dress was half done but I didn't tell her just to make a fool of her. Mahesh, one of my colleagues from India, came up to say hello to me. He stood behind my wife with his big black hands on my wife's creamy white shoulders. All the while he was chatting to me, his hands were rubbing her shoulders and she was sitting there wasted, smoking a long cigarette. Then out of the blue, Mahesh stopped talking to me and asked her, "You wanna dance with me?" Even before she said anything he whisked her off the stool and led her to the area where everyone was dancing. When they were leaving, I saw, to the delight of my still pissed head, Mahesh unhooked my wife's bra from the open zipper.I tried to see them dance but it was too dark. Anyway I got busy talking to the barman who was this nice black man from Bahamas. The dude was working part-time as a bartender at private parties like the one we were at to pay for his education. He said he was 25 but I thought he was a hell lot older than that. He was just wearing a pair of Bermudas and a singlet and his biceps were bulging each time he mixed a drink. "Mate, I have been lonely here," he said, "Do you mind if I have a dance with your sweet lady?" Sure, I said nursing another drink and a cigarette. So when my wife came back from a dance with Mahesh, Daga, the bartender asked her if she was tired and wanted to rest. I thought what the fuck, he wanted to dance with her! But anyway my wife did look like she needed some rest, she was pooped. She couldn't stand on her two feet. Daga pulled her up and tried to carry her to a room but couldn't, I was damned to have to help the bitch but as if god was on my side, Mahesh came rushing by and offered to help. I was so pissed that I didn't even thank him. But a few minutes later, I realized that how stupid I had been to have not thanked him so I got up somehow and started looking for Mahesh.I couldn't find him so I went to look for my wife so that we could just get the hell out of this stupid party. I found them in the pantry adjoining the kitchen. My wife was lying on a high bench and Mahesh's black hands were holding my wife's ears tightly and his 9-inch long and 4-inch wide uncut cock was assaulting her once ruby red mouth. She seemed conscious but didn't seem to understand what was happening. But she let Mahesh fuck her mouth happily. Daga was behind her, his never ending fat black nigger cock giving my wife the vaginal probe. The blue-black uncut cock was coated with my wife's pussy slime. And he was banging her hairy cunt to all his virile worth. I stood there aghast and open mouthed as Daga uttered some incomprehensible nonsense in a high-pitched voice and slammed his nigger cock balls-deep in my wife's hungry pussy. His ass clenched and muscles twitched as he blasted his baby-making man-juice in my wife's pussy. As his big orgasm ended, he squeezed the root of his cock to get every single drop of cum out in my wife's pussy. Then he pulled out, leaving a wide open gap in my wife's fucked up pussy. A big dollop of his thick gooey sperm landed on his fingers and as he stuffed his softening and still pushing 10-inch cock in his Bermudas, he passed me standing dumbfounded at the door and without me realizing pushed his cum in my mouth. All I could do was to lick my lips and watch Mahesh shift from my wife's slack mouth to her slimy but still fuckable pussy."BL," he gestured me to come over, and as I moved closed in a trance, "Help me clean this slimy mess," he said and pushed my head towards my wife's freshly fucked pussy. I was forced by my Indian colleague to clean the nigger's cum from my wife's pussy. I was disgusted but Mahesh was too strong for me and I HAD to clean the slimy sperm otherwise I couldn't breathe.Once it was clean enough, Mahesh stabbed my wife's pussy with his nine-inch long Indian cock. He fucked her like it was his last fuck and my wife's body bucked under him. When he was done, he pushed me down and wiped his cum-coated cock on my face and left. I was still lapping my wife pussy (at my own initiative this time) when Marcus and Jake appeared. They were slowly stroking their black cocks and I watched open-mouthed as Jake pushed his 11-inch black monster in my mouth, "Get it ready fagot and then we'll help you take revenge on your bitch of a wife." Well, I had to do as they asked me as it was anyway my own idea to teach her a lesson. And then, well, I sort of started hoping that with Jake, Marcus, Daga and Mahesh on my side, I could make this revenge a lifelong one.END |
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mydelicious.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/63/mydelicious.txt | I called from Los Angeles on stopover the night before I was due to arrive home, and got suspicious because a baby-sitter answered and told me Audrey would be out all night. Next day at the airport, my wife threw her arms around me in a bizarrely phony show of affection. We had good sex that night and she woke me up with a blowjob in the morning. One of my all time favorite fantasies. She had shaved her pussy it was soft and round and beautiful and had gotten an IUD inserted instead of her normal diaphragm. "I did it just for you!" she chirped, and that's when I knew something was up. She claimed she had not seen Greg while I was gone but I soon found out otherwise. We went to a dance at the local blues bar and she draped herself all over Greg, holding his hand, kneeling down in front of him, rubbing the inside of his thighs, or looping her arms around his neck, and mashing her tits against him when they danced. I was pretty humiliated. Lots of "friends" were witnessing her animal heat with Greg, then looking over at me to see how I was taking it. I don't think he was particularly comfortable with her brazen whorishness either. I caught his eye and invited him out to the car to smoke a jay. The pungent Hawaiian Skunkweed relaxed us both. I asked him what she'd said to him. "We could always fuck and suck.""What!""I asked her what we could do together, now, with you back, and she said, 'we could always fuck and suck'.""Jesus. What a whore." "She said you told her it was all right if the two of us have sex.""Hah! never... What a whore." Then I remembered something. "Was she at your house the night before I got back?""She spent the night. Moaned and howled so loud when I fucked her she woke the rooster. My neighbor Jesse came by in the morning to see if everything was OK."I was stunned. But I shouldn't have been. She'd lied again. Nothing new. And truthfully, in a moment of desperation, I HAD told her she could have sex with Greg, but ONLY if I was there TOO. So I wouldn't feel left out. Cuckolded. I wanted to be there too. She'd scoffed at that idea. And she'd intentionally left that part out, when offering herself to him. "But the strangest thing," he said. "We'd be lying in bed after she sucked me and fucked me for hours, and she'd tell me how much she still loves you.""Really?""Really. I couldn't make that up if I wanted to."That's when I hatched my plan. I went back in and told Audrey to get in the car. She screeched at me to "just leave", she would get a ride home with "someone else". Yeah right. We argued back and forth until she saw Greg get in his truck and drive away, then she came home with me.Next morning she fessed up. "I tell myself it's over with Greg, and I believe it, and it's all settled. Then I see him and melt inside and lose my head and it starts all over again. "I understand," I said. And strangely I did. But I didn't want to lose my whole family because of her lust. I loved her and my kids too much. I went out that afternoon and got some of her favorite St. Pauli Girl beer. A couple six packs. I handed her a beer at six and another at seven. I got the kids in bed by 8 pm and handed her another. Soon after a car pulled up in our driveway. "Who's that?" she asked."A present for you."Greg parked his truck and came up the steps. I opened the door and handed him a beer. We went up to the living room and sat on the sofa. Audrey sat across the room from us as we lit a joint. She was nervous and suspicious, legs clamped tightly together. Her husband and her lover sitting side-by-side grinning at her. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. SHE was the one who was supposed to be in control. Not us. She'd sucked and fucked both of us on the day I got home. He in the early morning, me that night. And with her shaved pussy and IUD she had planned to hop back and forth from bed to bed and keep both of us in the dark and stay in control of the situation. Fuck her cake and suck it too, so to speak. But now she had lost control and she didn't like it one bit. She glared at us as we made small talk about fishing. I invited her to come sit between us and smoke some pot but she shook her head. She clutched her beer and took occasional defiant swigs. I KNEW the beer had made her horny but she was fighting it off. Or so she thought. Finally Greg walked over and offered her a puff. She glared at me and took one, then another. Her legs unclenched.I started talking about the obvious attraction they felt for each other. Palpable in the air as static electricity. She looked into his eyes and he looked down at her. It occured to me that if I weren't there, she would probably have pulled down his pants and started worshipping his dick right there. Licking and slobbering and sucking his cock and balls. But after an awkward moment she just glared back at me. "I have a great idea!" I said. And with some fussing and shoving, Greg on one arm and me on the other, we pulled her into our bedroom and sat her down on the bed. Then, to her surprise, I backtracked and pulled the door shut behind me, leaving them alone inside the room.I went to the kitchen and got another beer and sat on the couch again. I heard some hushed talk and fussing and whining for a while. Then everything got very quiet. After ten minutes or so I heard her moan. Audrey is definitely a moaner. Once the moaning starts she's done for. Out of body, out of mind. The haughty feminist, subservient to pleasure. Sex slave. Desiring and being desired. Opening like an oyster, eager to be eaten.I waited ten minutes more and then looked in. There was the love of my life, mother of my children, the woman I worked like a beast to provide for, naked on all fours, ass high in the air, licking Greg's dick, mouthing his balls, worshipping his cock, while he laid back on my marital bed, head on my pillow, massaging her clit. She looked up at me with his cock bulging against the inside of her cheek. Not startled but defiant. Like a child who will bite you if you try to take away her toy. She gave his cock a long lick and her wedding ring sparkled in the lamplight. I was pierced by the awfulest/best feeling I had ever had in my life. Utterly shamed and hurt and jealous that my wife craved another man's cock...and at the same time, mysteriously, almost biologically, overpowered by a glorious drooling mushroom-scented lust. My wife screwing like a chimpanzee, and I loved it. She looked so sexy with his cock bulging against her cheek, it made me feverish with lust. Must be something that goes way way back in human mating history. She closed her eyes and deep-throated him. Man can she suck a dick. Her thick lips and wide jaw were designed by God for sucking cock. A true evolutionary gift. Better than red hair or big boobs for attracting and holding onto men. I knew just what Greg was feeling. He looked up at me with glazed eyes and gave me a weak smile. He was as helpless and conquered as I was. Stroking her auburn/red hair with one hand and her clit with the other. And she moaning and sucking and sucking and moaning. Clearly they had both done this before, without me around. Greg was younger and thinner than me, more muscular and blond, with a much thicker longer cock. I could see why she melted every time she thought about having it in her mouth or pussy. And who was I to deny my wife pleasure? As long as she didn't deny me mine. I watched the lamplight rising and falling on her ass as she undulated in time to his clit massage. I came around the bed and stuck a finger into her pussy, feeling Greg's finger through her skin as he rubbed her clit. I dropped my pants and stuck my little prick in her. She didn't even break her sucking stride. His finger occasionally slipped onto the underside of my prick, but I was too inflamed with lust to care. I'm sure that his finger on her clit gave her more pleasure than my tiny dick did. And that was yet another good thing. I didn't have to concern myself with her pleasure at all, just mine. He was taking care of her. I came in a couple minutes. As I grabbed her hips with one hand and gushed into her, I jammed my little finger up her asshole. She squirmed and tried to slap back at me, but then settled down and resumed sucking with a vengeance. With my prick softening in her pussy and my finger in her ass and Greg's large cock in her mouth she was moaning louder than I'd ever heard her moan before. This was really working out.I heard a sound at the door and pulled out and sprinted over to it just in time to greet my son who rubbed his eyes and asked, "Is mommy sick?" "No...no... big guy...she's not sick." He tried to peek around me and I tried to block him, but to this day I'm convinced my son got a glimpse of his mom, naked on all fours, on the bed, sucking some strange guy's cock. She didn't care. She didn't even look up.I walked my lovely little boy downstairs, and tucked him in, and explained over and over that everything was all right and he should just try and go back to sleep. But I could HEAR her moaning through the walls. She was a bitch in heat and didn't care who knew. When I got back to the room she was running her hand up and down his slick wet cock. She didn't even glance at me. She looked in his eyes and cooed, "I want this big banana in my pussy." So Greg got up behind her ass, and I lay down on my back with my dick in her face. She grabbed onto my dick but that was all. Then I heard her give out the biggest groan so far as he thrust into her. And as he began reaming her slowly, in... and... out, in... and... out, I reached up and started massaging her clit. She opened a bleary eye at me and took my prick in her mouth, licking her own juices, sucking me down her throat to that soft tissue that's tighter than pussy. Greg's muscled hands were locked on her hips, steadying her, while he steam-hammered his cock into her drippy cunt. His face was twisted with ecstasy. We were all lost in lust. My fantasy had come true. Someone else was doing the work of banging the buns off Audrey while she was sucking my cock to save the universe. It was great. It went on for hours. We came, separately and together, and took beer breaks, and pot breaks, and bathroom breaks. Then we came back and did it all over again. Sometimes I just sipped beer and watched. Jesus the guy had stamina. He was a bull and she was a sheep. He was a grizzly bear and she was a bunny rabbit. It was so beautiful to see her writhing and trembling in uncontrollable spasms of lust. After awhile I slid myself on my back, under her belly, so I could lick her clit while she sucked my dick and Greg fucked her pussy doggy style, just inches away from my face. What a sight! Like a loop film of a pink wet undersea volcano convulsing and erupting over and over again, ejecting pussy juice and sperm and salvia onto the gawking natives below. (Me.) It even started smelling like boiled seaweed and clam juice between her legs.We fucked like that forever. The guy was a rhino. I came once in Audrey's mouth and she coughed and spit it out and barked, "You're supposed to tell me." But then the moaning resumed and she lay her head on my stomach while he fucked her steadily, and I massaged her clit. What a beautiful scene. Her tits swinging and shuddering rhythmically, opening and closing on my view of her lips lazily nibbling my limp penis. And above my head there's a bull cock ramming in and out of a soft pink volcano, raining pussy juice and hot sweat down on my nose. Wow! Can't get closer to the action than that. Finally we collapsed on the bed with Audrey between us. I turned out the light. The blue moonlight played across the shoulders and backs and tits of the three people crammed onto our two-person bed. Lovely. I woke up an hour or so later. They were cuddled together spoon style, his arm was between her legs. Protecting his pussy in his sleep? I was so excited I beat off. Shaking the bed until she growled at me and told me to stop. Then she snuggled closer to him. I fell asleep. But not much later I was awakened by their rocking motion. Silhouetted against the blue moon light, she was on her back. He was bent over her, licking her clit and straddling her head, leisurely fucking her mouth. It was beautiful. She was moaning and vacuuming in his cock so deep she was nuzzling her nose in his balls! I beat off again watching this amazing sight. I was out of sperm but not out of lust. Then Greg came, clinching his muscled butt cheeks above the mouth he'd been slowly fucking, and she swallowed every bit of it without complaining. Maybe there wasn't much left?I closed my eyes on that lovely scene, and woke up once more before dawn in a gently rocking bed. She was on her side facing me and he was clutching both her tits fucking her spoon style. I slid over and kissed her. I stuck my tongue in her mouth and she slurped it greedily, slobbering all over my face like a puppy as her lover plowed her pussy. It was the best kiss she ever gave me. Then I reversed my position, and fingered her clit, and stuck my dick in her face. She sucked it sleepily, but it wouldn't get hard. I licked her clit as Greg's cock plunged in and out of her pussy an inch away from my nose. Then I slid up and began kissing her belly and massaging her clit with my finger, which she seemed to prefer. Greg grunted and came again, squeezing her tits like rags, and she moaned like she was dying, or being reborn. Somehow, in the excitement of grunts and moans and slapping flesh, I came once more, the fifth time, ejaculating without sperm, and fell asleep with my dick in her mouth. And then the birdcalls and the pitter patter of little feet, and I was up and off to make breakfast for the kids. When they were settled with their cereal and their picture books I went back into the bedroom. Both lovers were gone. The shower was running so I went into the bathroom. Audrey was bent over holding a soap dish handle in one hand, and clutching the shower curtain in the other, while Greg pumped her from behind, like the cow in heat she was. I slipped my pants off, got in the shower and stuck my dick in her face. She licked my balls and sucked my dick, but it wouldn't get hard. Not even a little. All fucked out.So I massaged her tits and held her lovely wet head against my stomach, as he blasted off inside her one more time. I watched the sperm running down her legs with the shower water. I couldn't believe he was still shooting live ammo. Then she looked up at me and said, "I love you." And she glanced over her arched back at Greg and said, "I love you too." Then she pulled off him and rinsed her hair and wrapped a towel around her torso and trotted downstairs to see the kids. Greg and I high-fived each other and gurgled with laughter. We never imagined our plan would turn out this good. We didn't even get around to fucking her ass that night. That came later. Nevertheless, it had been the most intense sex I'd ever seen, or been part of, and it still gets me hard, years later, just thinking about it. END |
electricteddy.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/68/electricteddy.txt | Author Note: The following is a work of fiction and of an adult nature. If you are offended by such material do not read. Typing punctuation and grammar are not my strong suit so please bear with me. While reading this story please be patient. The grunts and groans don't appear until the end of the story. I prefer stories with a setup rather than a description of sexual acts from the first paragraph. Try to think of it as a rollercoaster, all twists and turns as you make your way to the top before taking the plunge.***My wife and I have a terrific relationship. We get along very well and trust each other completely. This trust has been very useful to us in our sex life. We are willing to put ourselves completely into the hands of the other. What I mean is we are willing to try a great deal of things that most people aren't secure enough to do. We have had many wonderful experiences that would be considered kinky by most married couples. We have had threesomes with another man and another woman. I have watched my wife have sex with another woman while that person was unaware that I was watching. The stories are quite numerous and I would like to share our most recent adventure. My wife is 26 years old and a beautiful blonde. She stands 5-feet 6-inches in bare feet, weighing about 118 with the deepest blue eyes in the world. She did some modeling while in college but stopped when she graduated. I tease her whenever she tells me how hard modeling work was but she still insists it was. She tells me she wasn't tall enough to continue in that field so that is why she is peddling mutual funds and other investment opportunities for a living. My wife's name is Melissa but she is known as Missy by most everyone outside of her business life. My name is Bill and I started out with the hopes of being a lawyer but my heart wasn't in it. I along with four friends started our own business leasing videos to mom and pop type video rental stores and ended owning a few of them before branching out into fast food restaurants and the other types of businesses one would find in any strip mall.Business has been good so far. Physically, I'm 5-feet 11-inches 190-lbs with dark hair and brown eyes, 30 years old. My wife has a large circle of friends from her college days, sorority sisters and such.Missy and her friends are at the age when they all seem to be settling down with homes and families. This has led to increased attendance at weddings and christenings and bar mitzvahs and birthday parties and on and on as I am sure many of you already know the routine.One of the other side effects, as I like to call them, is my wife's involvement in home demonstrations of various products, Tupperware parties, candle parties, home decorating products etc. Please bear with me, this is leading somewhere. The women take turns have these gatherings at their homes then sit around, gossip, eat and drink before buying something useless. All of the women had been a hostess of one of these shindigs except for Lisa a good friend of my wife. Lisa is a bit of a flake. She has a different boyfriend every week and can be somewhat outrageous at times. She has a rich father and is spoiled rotten. Because of this she usually doesn't bother to hold onto a job any longer than a boyfriend. The other women in their clique had been giving her a hard time about not hosting one of these coffee klatches so she decided to have one. She also kept her reputation intact when she did.Lisa hosted a lingerie and sex toy party. Now before you think this turned into one of those XXX movies with cheesy music in the background, it didn't. Missy told me afterwards that she was hoping there would at least be a male stripper but no dice. Missy explained that it was a lot of fun but only because there was a great deal of giggling and blushing during the vibrator and dildo segment. This is where my story really starts. Missy had bought a few things, a see-through nightie and edible undies for me. A few weeks later we started to get catalogues from the company that ran the party offering their products by mail "delivered in a plain brown wrapper and billed to your credit card as The Chicago Research Corp."I looked through the brochure while in the bathroom and was amazed at the selection.They offered things I wouldn't have imagined. I had a business trip approaching in a month so as a present for Missy I ordered her two styles of vibrators from the catalog. It was a joke on my part and I was hoping they would be delivered while I was away. They were.We had phone sex the night they got there with Missy using them while I listened over the phone. These two items cost about $80 total. Now the company starts sending me preferred customer catalogs with their premium goods because I was a valued customer.In one of these catalogs I saw a product that intrigued me. It was a black and red teddy.That doesn't sound like much but here's the hook, it had vibration panels sewn into the fabric at erogenous zones throughout the teddy and it had a wireless radio control. My mind was racing, should I or shouldn't I.Missy and I have a game we play that I'm sure a lot of other couples do also. We bet each other on different things, usually sports but it can be anything. The loser then has to do something for the winner. Most of the time it involves something sexual, not always. When Missy loses I always pick out something where she has to expose herself in some way. She will open the door for a pizza delivery or something in a towel and the towel or robe will slip off or open "accidentally". On one occasion she lost a bet on a hockey game just before we were going to dinner with her boss at the time. She had a crush on her boss who was in his mid 40's and I have to admit was a good looking guy. I made her wear a thin white dress without any underwear to the dinner and it was obvious to her boss, his wife and the waiters that she didn't have a bra on with her nipples poking through the thin material and her dark areolas outlined prominently against the white fabric. She danced with her boss a few times and he then knew she wasn't wearing a stitch besides what was visible. Missy told me after dinner that he kept putting his hand on her knee under the table during dessert. That night we were both really turned on and had a great night of sex when we got home. A few times when I lost bets she had me wear a cock ring when we went out for the day and I had to pleasure her with my tongue on command for a weekend. We have each had the loser tied to the bed to pay off the debt. When I saw this teddy I thought maybe next time Missy loses I could make her wear it in public. The only thing was I wanted it to be a surprise. As luck would have it that day she told me that day that she was going to a 4 day seminar in a few weeks so I would be home alone. Just before she left I ordered the teddy and had it air-expressed so it would be here before she returned home. Now I just had to wait for the right opportunity to present itself.The opportunity didn't appear for about six weeks. I was away on business for 2 weeks and we had been having a considerable amount of phone sex. Missy was still using the vibrators which made me horny as hell listening to her getting off with them. I was trying to figure a way to get Missy to wear the teddy and I knew I would have to win some type of wager with her then set up some type of public use of it. Three days before I returned home Missy called me about our credit card bill. We started arguing about a charge on the bill. She thought I had done it,I thought she did. We bet about it and then the next day she found out it was her charge and not mine. I won.Time for the payoff.I arrived home from my trip early on Saturday. Missy had to go into work for part of the day so I had the day to sleep and catch up on some things. That afternoon Missy called me to remind me that she was going out with her friends that night. One of her friends was getting married next week and they were taking her out for a sort of bachelorette party. The fates were smiling on me.I told her she would have to pay off her wager tonight. She wanted to know how if she was going out with the girls. So I reassured her that it wouldn't interfere.I arranged to meet her later that night at a club in the city. The club was located on top of the largest hotel in the city. The club was the perfect choice for what I had in mind.The club consisted of three floors with the bottom floor utilized as a large dance floor and a stage. The top two floors were actually circular balconies that looked down on the dance floor. I called and booked a room before Missy came home.I knew just what I was going to have Missy wear tonight so I laid it out on the bed along with the electric teddy. It was a black ankle length dress with slits to the thighs on both sides and the top half of the dress was a sheer black see-through material. Missy always wore a sexy bra or body suit under this dress so the teddy would look very nice as well.Missy was curious about the teddy and asked about the "bumps" in the fabric. I told her they were magnets that were there to enhance her sexual energy. They were actually the batteries that powered the vibration panels. She gave me a "yeah! right!" look but wore it any way and agreed to meet me later. Missy had told me they were going to dinner then to "Gladiators" a male strip club. My wife loves watching male strippers. Any time she sees them she comes home dripping wet. I was hoping she would stay true to form tonight. That would fall right in line with my plan. I knew it was probably going to happen since we hadn't had sex in a few weeks because I had been away and we hadn't have time yet today. Missy left at 6 o'clock looking sexy. I went to the hotel and checked in. I was able to get a suite with a living room and bedroom even though it cost me some dough. I hung around the room until 11 then went to the disco. I had told Missy that she was to go to the bar near the dance floor and have a drink while she waited for me. I told her to dance with any guy that she thought was sexy until I arrived. She knew I would be somewhere watching her.I had counted on Missy arriving at about midnight so I found a table on the 2nd floor balcony in the corner from which I could see the bar and most of the dance floor. Shortly after midnight my wife walked in looked wonderful and slightly tipsy( I found out later on that she was drinking tequila with her girlfriends). She maneuvered to the bar and ordered a drink. A gentlemen at the bar was kind enough to give her his seat at the bar.They started talking. The show had begun.I didn't want to activate the vibrators right away. I had practiced using the controller earlier. Each panel had a separate dial so you controlled the speed of each and could use them in different combinations. The panels were located at each nipple, around the breast, the clitoris and the anus. Missy knew I wanted her to act available until I showed myself. She knew I liked watching her flirting and dancing with other men. That was how one of our threesomes began. I watched Missy with a young stud in his early 20's,dark hair and very muscular. He had a typical guido outfit on, white pants and a tight black shirt. Missy was flirting with him something terrible for my amusement. She had crossed her legs as she sat on the barstool and had let the side slit on her dress open so her legs were exposed from her heels to her crotch. The guy had his hand on her knee as he chatted her up. Soon they were dancing with Missy moving her hands seductively over his muscled upper body. It was time to see if I was in range. I turned the dial for the clitoris panel up to the first notch and watched. I couldn't tell if she had any reaction because it was so dark. I left it on until I saw them walking back towards the bar. My wife and her companion retrieved their drinks then went to a table near the stage where a group of people, friends of my wife's dance partner it appeared, were sitting.The group was made up of 3 couples and 2 single guys other than my wife's friend. As I watched my wife being introduced I started vibrating her nipples and breasts moderately.She turned suddenly looking around, searching intently. She knew what I had in mind now. I let the teddy hum along for a few minutes before stopping. I was enjoying myself. I decided to write a note to my wife. I told her to enjoy herself with the single guys while I controlled her teddy. I also wrote that if she knew what I meant she should raise her arms over her head. I gave a waiter $10 and pointed out my wife and told him to make sure she couldn't tell where I was when she read it. He used a bouncer as a middle man.Missy read the note and lifted her arms above her head. The four single guys in the group were eyeing my wife whenever they thought she wasn't looking. She danced with each of them and after awhile she danced in the middle of the four of them on the dance floor. I was working on my wife's tits constantly as she danced. I knew this was getting to her because she kept lifting her arms up high as a signal that it was working. I turned the crotch areas on to the lowest setting while she danced.Slowly most of their group disappeared leaving my wife at the table drinking with three guys. I took this opportunity to increase the level of vibration to her clit and pussy lips.At halfway she lifted one arm as if she was stretching and squirmed in her seat slightly. I then turned it up to the highest setting. Both arms went up immediately and her legs crossed and uncrossed as she fidgeted in her seat constantly. The guys looked at each other with a knowing look.I found out later that it was most intense when my wife was sitting because the crotch was tightest when she sat. I turned it off completely and for the next 30 minutes I turned different areas on at high then off abruptly, teasingly. I knew Missy was aroused tremendously. The guys were trying to figure out how this was going to play out with 1 girl and 3 guys. I was trying to make us all happy. I wrote another note, folded one of the plastic room keys in it and slipped the waiter another $10.I dialed the vibrators to medium so Missy would simmer like a good pot of chili before the note arrived. I watched as she read my note. It said " Bring your friends to the room to payoff your wager. I'll be waiting and watching."I walked to the main exit and stood outside the doors and watched to see what Missy would do. I had left the teddy on medium and it had to be having an effect on her. To my delight I saw my wife walking with the three guys towards the door. I went quickly to the stairs and down two floors to the suite. The suite I had rented had a living room area with a TV, a couch and 2 chairs. You had to enter the suite through the living room through a short hall then go past the bathroom make a right and into the bedroom. The bedroom had a closet with sliding doors on one wall and windows on the opposite with bed in between. I had planned to leave the closet door open a bit and watch through the crack. I had stepped into the closet to see how much I would able to see and tried different positions to see which was best. It was then when I noticed a something enticing from inside. The one door was a mirror on the outside. When I closed the doors I saw a pinprick of light shining through near the floor onto my feet. I realized that there was a scratch on the inside that let light in but still looked mirrored from the outside.I used a set of nail clippers to scratch a small hole at eye level while kneeling. To my utter joy I could see the entire room through the hole. I made the hole slightly larger and then looked to see if it was noticeable. It wasn't unless you were looking for it and I doubted anyone would look down that far on the mirror.I quickly concealed myself in the closet and waited.I heard the door slide open and footsteps then voices. By the sound of the voices I could tell everyone had been drinking. Missy was more than a little drunk but seemed in control. "This must be the place," Missy said.A male voice asked, "You weren't in here before?""Nope. My husband gave to me after our fight." "What did you fight about that he left a sexy lady like you in a hotel all alone?" a different voice queried."He said I was no good in bed and I couldn't find a guy willing fuck me if I was the last woman on earth." The first voice jumped in, "Missy, you'd be my first choice in a stadium full of women. Your husband's out of his mind.""My husband told me I was fat and homely. Do I look fat to you?" The third voice answered my wife " You are certainly a very lovely lady and I don't think you are fat but sometimes certain clothes can make a person look heavier than they actually are. Maybe it was your dress. Why don't you take it off? Then we can give you an honest opinion."Missy somewhat hesitantly answered, "Well, okay. But you have to be honest with me."The third voice again, "Put you arms down so we can look at you... Like that... Very nice, turn around. Brian see if you can feel any fat on her." "You see, I don't think I'm fat. You don't feel any do you?" Missy asked. It grew quiet suddenly. Then I saw them moving into the bedroom. One of the guys was carrying my wife in his arms like a groom carrying his bride and they were kissing. The other two followed. The guy lay Missy on the bed. My wife looked slutty laying on the bed wearing the teddy and a pair of black pumps waiting as the three strangers stripped off their clothes. The one that carried her in began kissing my wife passionately as the other two men finished undressing. Missy was grabbing handfuls of the man's hair as they kissed. The second fellow was naked and had unsnapped the crotch of Missy's teddy and began eating her pussy. Missy relocated her hand from the first guys head and placed it on the head of the man between her crotch. Missy's legs went over his shoulders and she stopped kissing the one guy when the last man put his dick near her head. She turned her head and let him slip his cock into her open mouth. This last guy's prick was big, I'd say 8-inches easy and probably 3-4 inches around.Missy was trying to get every inch into her mouth. The first guy must have felt left out so he started to pull the teddy off of her then he began licking my wife's tits until there was an opening. The 8 inch cock was going further into her mouth on each stroke until she gagged a bit.The guy licking her cunt was on as a mission and it was about to payoff. I was jerking off from the moment they entered the bedroom and when I saw the telltale signs that Missy was cumming, I started to cum also shooting my seed onto the closet door. Missy had wrapped her legs tightly around the guys head and arched her back as she came, rocking her hips frantically before relaxing slightly. The guys knew my wife was theirs to do whatever they desired at this point. The guy in her mouth withdrew. The guys then positioned my willing wife on her hands and knees. The one with the 8 incher went behind her and entered her doggie style while the guy that had carried her in went in front so wife could blow him. The last placed Missy's hand on his cock and she gave him a hand job as was pushed back and forth between the other two guys. Missy was grunting and groaning as that 8 inch prick pounded into her sopping wet pussy. Slurping sounds were also escaping her mouth as that cock went in and out of her mouth. Missy started to come a again. She turned her head and left the guys blow job on hold let go of the cock in her hand and concentrated on the dick in her cunt. She was pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts harder and faster each time. "Fuck me harder! OOHHHH YEAH! OOHHHH!" she yelled as he impaled her. I could distinctly hear the sound of this guys balls slamming against my wife's ass on each thrust.Finally he pulled out and sprayed his jism on Missy's ass and back. The other two wasted no time. They stood on either side of my wife and had her get down on her knees between them.I watched intently as she took a cock in each hand then took turns put each cock in her mouth. She would go down on one guy while she jerked off the other then switch. The guys kept at this for a few minutes then as if on cue they both started to come at the same time one from my wife's hand the other from her mouth. The cock in her mouth slid out and she pumped both pricks with her hands until they spewed their loads all over her face and hair. The three guys gave themselves high five's. They appeared uneasy as my wife sat on the floor covered in their sperm. They quickly dressed and left never to be seen by either of us again. I was hard again as I emerged from the closet startling Missy. "Did I payoff my wager yet?" she asked me."Not just yet."I helped her onto the bed and entered her quickly. I made her describe how it felt to gangbanged by three strangers. She told me how she felt like a slut and how aroused she was by it. She got so aroused telling me that she started to come again and so did I. I came deep inside her pulsing pussy. We both fell asleep and woke the next day stuck to the sheets. Yarblack 1998 |
picture.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/53/picture.txt | PREFACE:You must understand, as I write this now, that I have experience and understanding that I didn't have when the events took place. I have learned a lot and thought about stuff I was hardly aware of at the time. I will try not to let this later gained knowledge interfere too much with my story so you can understand what I was thinking and feeling when it happened. In some cases I have to draw on that understanding because otherwise I would not have the words to describe it and that would seriously impede the telling of the tale.***I noticed the ad for the Arts and Crafts show in the local Saturday paper. My best friend's fourteenth birthday was only two weeks away and I thought I might find something she'd like there. Lucia was from an Italian background, short, at least shorter than me, with long beautiful dark hair. We spent most of our time together except Saturdays. On Saturday Lucie had to work at her family's fruit and vegetable market. I was hoping to find some nice jewelry or maybe something for her hair. She was a very artistic craft-sy person, always doing paintings and making things. It was a beautiful sunny spring day. I took the bus to the park where the canvas gazebos were all arranged in a circle around a demonstration area in the center. I was disappointed as I reached the last of the displays and hadn't found anything I liked. The last booth was a collection of beautifully framed photographs. There wasn't anything there that I was going to buy but since it was the last booth I decided to just enjoy the art. A lot of the pictures were of animals; puppies, kittens, bunnies. They were all very cute. There was another section with pictures of children playing. The kids were all fairly young, six or seven at the most."I take all the pictures myself," a voice behind me said. I turned around to see a woman dressed in a tie-dyed tee shirt and shorts looking over my shoulder. "I also make the frames," she added."They're beautiful," I said in sincere admiration turning back toward the display."Thank you," the artist responded. I turned back to look at her. She wasn't very tall, just three or four inches taller than me. I'm four foot eight. Her very pretty face was framed with amazing royal blue hair. She was slender but not skinny and smiled so nicely. The hair was the startling part because I judged her to be close to my mother's age. Mom is thirty eight. "My name is Carly what's yours?""Tracy," I replied."Well Tracy if you like the photos you should stop by my studio sometime I'd love to show you more of my work" she said handing me a business card. There was something in the way she looked at me that made me feel strange. Not uncomfortable, just like she was some how sizing me up; for what I had no idea. I took the card and stuck it in my pocket. I thanked her and made my way back across the park to the bus.***The next Saturday was dull and rainy. I was so bored I decided to clean up my room, which my mother was after me about constantly. I came across the business card that I'd forgotten about; 'Carly LaRoche, Photography and Custom Framing, 210 Maple Ave. She'd invited me to see her studio and that sounded like more fun than cleaning my room. It wasn't far, about a fifteen minute walk. When I arrived I was a little confused because there was no business sign. The house looked similar to all the others on the street. I double checked the address and decided to take a chance. The door opened and I was sure I was in the wrong place. This woman looked almost nothing like the artist I'd met in the park. Not only was her hair not blue, she had very little hair of any color. What there was of it was a dark brown with blonde almost white tufts. The relatively short lady was wearing a green men's work shirt and dark green cargo pants. I was about to apologize for disturbing her when she said, "Tracy! It's good to see you come on in.""Carly?" I know I sounded incredulous."It's the hair," she informed me. "I often wear that blue wig at shows. It seems to get peoples' attention." I looked into the kind hazel eyes and recognized the friendly smile."Wow!" was all I could say."I'm so glad you decided to stop by," she said with enthusiasm, and then put her arm around my shoulders guiding me toward the back of the house. I was sort of surprised by the familiarity of her actions. She pulled me quite close as we walked. So close that I could fell her apparently unrestrained breast under her shirt bumping and pressing against my arm.We arrived in her studio which was a large open area at the back of the house. There were lots of screens and those umbrella things photographers use to diffuse light. One corner of the open area was set up like a living room, with a couch and a coffee table sitting on a Persian area rug. Behind the couch there was a shelving unit with a lot of books and knick-knacks as well as some things that looked like trophies. "Sit down, make yourself comfortable" she said directing me toward the little sitting area. "Would you like something to drink?""No thanks," I responded still looking around the cluttered room."I'm going to have some wine," she announced as she opened a full sized refrigerator set off in the corner. I took a seat on the sofa while she opened the green bottle and set it on the coffee table. Going over to the shelf she opened some glass doors and selected a goblet. She turned back to me and asked again "Are you sure you wouldn't like some?" I was taken a back by the offer. When she'd asked me if I wanted something to drink, I had assumed she meant soda or juice. The thought of having wine with the talented photographer just like a grown up thrilled me."OK maybe I will join you" I agreed. 'Maybe she doesn't realize I'm only fourteen' I thought. I quickly rejected the theory. I was much more likely to be mistaken for being younger than older. In fact the only thing that kept me from looking like a twelve year old was my boobies. The fleshy mounds had sort of just appeared one day about three years ago and had been growing steadily ever since. They weren't large by grown up standards but they were evident no matter what I wore. Thinking about my boobs I couldn't help noticing the jiggle and sway of Carly's as she handed me the glass of deep red liquid. My host set her wine on the table and extracted three books from the wall unit before sitting down beside me. Handing me one of the volumes she said"These are kind of similar to the ones I took to the show last week." I opened the book, and sure enough there were pictures of baby animals of all descriptions, all very cute. About half way through the collection of eight by ten and five by seven photos humans began appearing in the pictures. Mostly they were young children but some were older, maybe not quite teenagers. The kids were interacting with the lambs and kittens adorably. When I came to the end of the first book I set it down and took a swig of my wine. The burning sensation continued all the way down to my tummy where it blossomed and mushroomed into a wave of warmth that quickly spread over my whole body. When the wave arrived at my head I felt the dizziness over take me. I had been allowed to drink alcohol on special occasions usually about a thimble full so I could participate in toasts. This was my first mouthful and I cleared my throat hard to stop the cough that threatened to eject the intoxicating liquid. "It's good isn't it?" Carly asked as I set the glass back down. I was determined to appear grown up and sophisticated."Uh huh" I managed to croak clearing my throat even harder and wishing I had a glass of water. I didn't so I took another sip of the potent fluid, more carefully this time. The burn was much less but the wonderful spreading warmth seemed just the same; as did the spinning feeling in my head at the finish. I set the glass down again and picked up the second book my host had chosen. The first page was more of the same, cuddly animals and kids. The next couple of pages the kids seemed to be getting older. Some of them were clearly teenagers. About half way through the second book I realized two things, all the humans were female and the animals had ceased to be the primary subject. Near the end of the current volume the animals disappeared altogether. The young women were engaged in various activities. Some were playing sports while others appeared to be just lounging around. I could feel my host's breath on my ear through my brown chin length hair. She was very close. I could also feel how her warm breast was molding itself around my upper arm. I was conscious of a growing heat between my legs that I was attributing to the alcohol.Without raising my eyes I glanced sideways at my artist friend. From this angle I couldn't see her face. I could only see her from the chest down. My vision was not perfectly clear but I thought her breasts had a sort of teardrop shape to them the plump part that presented itself against the work shirt was topped by a smaller lump which I surmised were my host's nipples. When I turned to the last pages in the album I think I gasped. Pictured in living color were two teenaged girls in their underwear. In the first photo they were embracing in the second they were kissing. The heat in my crotch rose and I felt the beginnings of a throb. "Isn't that beautiful?" Carly asked "I call it welcome to the sisterhood." Suddenly my throat was very dry. My hand went toward my wine but my host beat me to it. She leaned forward to pick up my glass and in doing so her breast came into contact with my thigh below the hem of my shorts. I was shocked at how hard her nipple felt on my leg. She seemed to linger longer than necessary to retrieve the wine glass but finally sat back and handed it to me. I finished the last swallow from the goblet like a pro. Carly took the book off my lap and handed me the last of the three volumes we'd started with. I opened the new book and felt a shudder go through me. There were two different teenagers pictured once again in bras and panties, once again embracing and kissing. I had begun touching myself about a year and a half ago. So I was familiar with what the needy feeling in my pussy was all about, but I had never experienced it with someone else around. Well maybe just once. A month before when we were getting ready for gym class the senior girls' field hockey team had invaded our dressing room. They burst in laughing and joking ignoring us sophomores as if we didn't exist. The older girls stripped as unselfconsciously as if they were brushing their hair. Most of them had very impressive busts. Changing for gym class, most of my class mates kept their eyes down, almost looking at the floor, to avoid any suspicion of checking out the other girls in the class. We were all doing it secretly of course; checking each other out. We had to compare our development with that of our peers. Who had the biggest boobs, who had the most pubic hair, etcetera.When the senior girls stormed in most of my classmates hustled out into the gym. A couple of us hung back, including my best friend Lucie, fussing unnecessarily with our street clothes in order to watch the older girls get naked. A side from the big boobs the other remarkable revelation was that the seniors had very little pubic hair, in fact a lot of them had none at all. This acquainted us with the myriad in styles of labia since they were all quite visible without their natural mask. During that brief excursion into voyeurism I did get a pretty good tingle going, but up until looking at Carly's pictures the memory of the locker room lechery was buried. Now it all came back.Remembering how I felt looking at the senior girls was embarrassing to me but here it was happening again. 'You're not supposed to get turned on looking at other girls' I scolded myself, but it did no good. The feeling between my legs and in my boobs was getting worse, or better depending on your point of view. Carly handed me another glass of wine. I knew I shouldn't drink it. I was already quite dizzy but when she turned the page I took a big sip to keep the moan from coming out of my mouth. On the new page the teenagers had shed their bras. They were facing the camera so the plump adolescent tits were on full display. The surge I felt in my pussy threatened to come out of my mouth. I swallowed it with the wine. "Aren't they beautiful?" my host asked "I love to photograph the feminine form. To me it's God's most perfect creation." I couldn't respond without moaning so I kept my mouth shut.One of Carly's hands was on my thigh, with the other she moved the hair away from my ear and whispered "You're very beautiful too Tracy. I'd love to photograph you sometime." Her breath on my ear made me tingle all over. Now her arm was around my shoulders. She used the hand that had been on my thigh to turn the page. The two girls were kissing again but now they were completely naked. I sat there mesmerized by the sight of their round little bums and the way their smallish boobies mashed together. My pussy was starting to ache. The artist's fingers were back on my thigh, gently stroking. "Turn the page sweetheart" she urged and her tongue touched my ear. The intimate contact finally forced the sound that had been sitting in my throat out as I complied with her request.One of the girls was kneeling in front of the other, her face less than a foot from the bald pussy. The young woman who was standing was cupping her breasts. I wished I could squeeze mine. My areolas are quite small, only about the size of a quarter and my nipple sticks out like a grain of rice from the center when they're excited. They sure were excited now. I glanced at the front of my T shirt to see the tiny projections distorting the thin cotton. They tingled and burned as my host turned the page this time. The kneeling girl was looking up at her friend with her tongue extended. It was hard to tell from the angle if it was actually making contact with the bright pink lips or not. I squirmed in my seat. Carly's stroking fingers were slightly under the bottom hem of my short shorts. 'She must be able to felt the heat' I thought. My hips wanted to go toward the tantalizing finger tips but I resisted, feeling a pressure I had never experienced before all through my pelvis. With a shaky hand I turned the page without being told. "Look at that gorgeous pussy!" the photographer exclaimed very softly in my ear, and then took it in her mouth. The photograph was taken over the kneeling girl's shoulder. The other girl was lying down now, her knees were bent and thighs spread, displaying her glistening pink inner folds. The combination of the picture of the wide open girlhood and the erotic feeling of Carly's soft hot mouth consuming my ear was more than I could bear. My hips shot forward to meet the exploring fingers and I emitted a very loud groan.My seducer's hand was cupping my mons while her other hand, connected to the arm that was around my neck, dropped down onto my chest and began to squeeze my tingly boob. Her mouth left my ear and closed on my gasping mouth. Her long tongue was exploring the inside of my mouth while her hands were squeezing their respective targets. My whole body was shaking from the waves of pleasure that were washing over it. The hand between my legs was providing blessed relief from the achy feeling and turning it into the warm surges that enveloped me. When her fingers pressed on my center it felt really squishy. Each time she pressed down with all of her fingers she made a rotating motion. The crotch of my shorts was soaked and I could catch the fragrance of my own arousal wafting up.I almost screamed with disappointment when she took her hands away. Carly swung around and was kneeling in front of me. It was the first time I'd looked at her face since we sat down. Her hazel eyes sparkled with lust as she gripped the bottom of my T shirt "Let's take this off honey" she encouraged pulling it up above my bra. In an uncharacteristically wanton act I continued the removal, pulling my top up over my head and completely off. The artist had a satisfied smile on her face as she reached behind me and released the hooks of my simple cotton bra. We gazed into each other's eyes as she rocked back on her haunches taking the undergarment with her. "Oooo... they're so big and beautiful," she admired closing her hands on my girls and squeezing firmly. A new flood of pleasure spread out from my chest. I could feel my sharp little nipples digging into her palms. I threw my head back gasping and moaning while Carly continued to squeeze my tits. Then she pushed them in from the outside and stoked my hard buttons with her thumbs. Jolts of electricity banged into my cookie as she groaned "Oh my God they're so hard, like little pebbles."Deprived of the soothing massage the pressure had begun to build up again. I thrust my hips up seeking relief and felt the artist's breasts squish between my legs. I was suddenly overcome with the desire to see them and feel them. Sitting forward I began to work the buttons of her shirt. Carly's smile was even broader than before as she took the opportunity to work on the button and zipper of my shorts. She finished first and gripped the waist band and pulled down. I automatically lifted my tush to help with their removal. The kneeling woman finished what I had started releasing the last couple of buttons on her work shirt and stripped it off in a quick decisive move. My supposition about the teardrop shaped breasts was confirmed. The areolas were large and reddish brown with a red gumdrop for a crown. She lifted one to her lips and sucked on the cherry gumdrop before pulling it with her teeth. "Do you like my tits?" she asked before repeating the treatment on her other nipple. I was still speechless. In response I reached out to take the weight of the amazingly pliable flesh in my hands and began squeezing. After exploring the squishy softness for a few seconds I grasped the saliva coated nipples very tenderly pinching and twisting. "Ugh..." she groaned, "Harder sweetheart... pinch them really hard!" I admit I was afraid of hurting her. I knew my little pleasure buds would not take this kind of stimulation, but I followed her orders and pinched and pulled as hard as I could. "Oh... yes, yes..." she grunted confirming my manipulation to be what she wanted. Her hands were on my white cotton panties. She was rubbing her thumb up and down the saturated crotch gusset pushing on the spongy flesh underneath. Once again the messaging converted the achy throb to a more pleasant feeling of radiating waves of sweet sensations. I was really enjoying the rubbery hard feel of the long teats when Carly started to urgently pull at my underpants. The white cotton readily turned inside out as she pulled them off my hips and down my legs. Working them over my sneakers took some effort but when they were completely free and in her grasp she put the inside of the crotch to her nose and mouth and held it there for several seconds. I was watching the lewd display and thinking how ridiculous it looked to be completely naked and still have my running shoes and ankle socks on.In the respite from stimulation I realized that my head had cleared quite a bit. I was panting like a dog on a hot summer's day but I was also feeling nervousness about what I was doing, and allowing to be done. Some part of my teenaged brain was insisting that this was wrong and I needed to get out of there; that same moral conscience, or what ever it was, also commanded my legs to close. My thighs came together even though my feet were still trapped outside the kneeling artist. The closure left only my triangle of sparse brown pubic hair in view. Carly smiled and ran her hands up and down my upper legs which were surprisingly wet with my own juices. "Come on honey let Carly have a good look at that pretty little pussy of yours." She was applying outward pressure that my conservative mind wanted to resist but my urgent physical need over ruled everything else and my legs parted for her. The achy pressure was back again. When my host lifted my legs onto her shoulders and pulled my hips to the edge of the couch I got a very strange surging feeling. I didn't know it at that moment but just the anticipation of what was about to happen was starting up my orgasm. Carly was examining my widely spread labia with an expert eye."I'd love to pleasure you for hours my darling but you're just too far gone." She descended onto my gaping coochie and the explosion was instantaneous. I had to grab my breasts for fear I would fly apart. Every nerve in my body lit up like a pinball machine and I could not believe that the sound I heard had come from me. For a long moment I didn't think I would be able to stand the intensity of the pleasure. Surely I would die, but what a way to go. I thought I had had orgasms by my own hand but I had to reconsider 'cause they were nothing like this. When the huge waves subsided to ripples I became aware that Carly was still gently lapping my numb girlhood.Through half closed eyes I saw her stand up and shuck off her cargo pants. Her teardrop breasts hung pendulously as she pulled them down. She flopped against the armrest at the opposite end of the couch and threw her leg over the back; the thick dark pubic hair parted exposing the glistening pink wetness it had been concealing. Her fragrance mingled with mine in the large room which now felt very humid. Intrigued I leaned over for a closer look at my very first cunt. Carly obligingly pulled up and out on her labia opening the aromatic gash. At the top of the canoe shaped red and pink crevice was a very pale almost translucent pink projection the size of a breath mint. The way the artist was pulling on her vulva it stood almost straight out. I was getting closer and the alluring fragrance made me want to taste it but I was paralyzed by the fear of doing something wrong. My mentor's experience in these situations came to the rescue. "Lick right here" she begged touching the little peg with her finger tip and groaning. Tentatively I applied the tip of my tongue to the firm member."Oh... fuck, oh fuck, oh Tracy suck it... suck my clit!" I actually didn't know exactly what she meant but I assumed I should suck the little organ she'd asked me to lick, so I did. She grabbed my head and pulled it hard against her squishy mons. Her butt was bouncing on the springy sofa cushion underneath. When I felt the hot blast of liquid hit my neck I thought she had peed on me. The second and third blasts weren't as forceful and didn't actually hit me, they just soaked the cushion. It certainly didn't smell like pee. As a matter of fact it hardly smelled at all, but it was much thinner than the other sweet juice from her womanhood that I had been bathing my face in. I looked up to see Carly with her head back on the armrest; eyes closed clutching her resilient breasts much like I had done.I was suddenly exhausted. I lay down with my head on my mentor's tummy, my chin just touching the crinkly hair; and we both slept.I was falling... no I was flying, and I was cold. Then wonderful warmth spread over me. I was floating... in water. My eyes flickered open to see Carly's face smiling down at me in the bath tub. I realized I had been dreaming in concert with her carrying me from the studio to the bathroom. I was surrounded by bubbles and fragrant candles which provided the only light in the room. My photographer friend and lover was gently stroking my hair. My head ached a little but the rest of my body was so relaxed. She was picking up a bath mitt and applying some liquid soap.END |
yuppie.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/yuppie.txt | Maurice and Miriam Smith had it all or so it seemed. They were the epitome of the typical young upwardly mobile professional couple as known as 'yuppies.' They had been high school sweethearts and attended the same state university. While Maurice played around some in college and joined a fraternity, Miriam probably would have joined a sorority but money was always tight for her family and she felt funny living up the college life in a sorority while her parents where at home barely getting by. They married after graduation. Miriam earned her teaching degree and taught elementary school while putting her husband through law school. After passing the state bar licensing exam, Maurice was hired by one of the prestigious law firms in Birmingham, Alabama and made a good salary working as a junior member. He worked his way up the corporate ladder quickly as his mentor, Walter White, had also been one of his fraternity brothers in college. Walter was three years older than Maurice as Walter was a senior in college while Maurice was beginning as a freshman at the university, but Walter did marry one of Miriam's classmates, Jennifer, who would later become best friends. Walter was on the 'fast track' at the firm and had already made partner. He was instrumental in getting Maurice his junior partnership which really helped to turn on the money spigot for Maurice and Miriam. Even as a junior partner, the firm started awarding his performance with additional perks. The first thing the firm lined up was a couple of low interest loans for Maurice to ditch his old, battered pick-up truck with a new Mercedes. They also got Miriam a new white convertible BMW to replace her family-oriented minivan. Then the firm loaned Maurice a tidy sum to be able to purchase a very nice home in an exclusive neighborhood where other partners lived.Maurice asked Miriam to give up teaching as he was now making plenty of money for both of them. She was reluctant to leave teaching but the lure of days on end at the nearby exclusive country club was very enticing indeed.Jennifer White had also been working on Miriam to give up her job and join the country club set. She had encouraged Miriam to take golf lessons and even became a good enough golfer as to not embarrass her husband when they entertained socially on the golf course. Jennifer also encouraged her friend to join the ladies tennis league to meet the other wives which she did. Miriam played a pretty fair game of tennis in high school and picked up her game again pretty quickly. She and Jennifer made excellent partners. Miriam was left-handed and had a mean spin on the ball. The two quickly became inseparable. The pair of attractive blondes had a lot in common. Both were about the same height and weight. They both had the same hair coloring and they both had bright pretty blue eyes and a dazzling white smile that was quick to win the attention of any nearby male. These two women exuded sex from every pore of the flawless white skin but in a nice way not a slutty way. When Miriam wasn't on the tennis court or the golf course, the pretty blonde wife was relaxing in a bikini by the country club's Olympic-sized swimming pool.Their new lives were almost idyllic. Between all of the dinner parties and many dances at the country club, life for them was like a bed of roses. But even roses have thorns. There was quite a bit of flirting going on amongst the young attorneys and their wives and with other couples but most of it was just for fun.One evening at dinner, Maurice asked his lovely wife if she had ever thought about being with another man."Maurice, you have been my only love since high school. Don't you know that, my Dear?""Yes, I know but you know that variety is the spice of life. Besides, I think that old man Nate has a thing for you," he husband casually remarked to her.Miriam blushed. Natas 'Nate' Maxwell, the Seventh, was the head managing partner and every partner's wife knew that he had a roving eye even though his beautiful wife, Sally, had been Miss Alabama just fifteen years ago. Nate's wife was as gorgeous today as she was back then. If there was ever a woman to be personified as a 'trophy wife,' Sally was definitely it. She was very attractive and even had the brains to match!It had been rumored amongst the wives that the former Miss Alabama had helped her husband close many a difficult real estate deal. Because of her assistance, or was it her 'ass,' Nate Maxwell was one of the wealthiest men in the state. *******At tennis the next day, Jennifer asked Miriam, "Did you get the invitation to the Maxwell's dinner party for this Saturday night?"Why, yes we did. Did you get one as well?""Yes, and Walter made sure that you two were invited. The parties that Nate and Sally put on can't be beat but they do get a little bit wild and wicked from time to time. Do you and Maurice swing together or alone?""We used to have a little swing on the big oak tree back home but we haven't done any swinging since we where there last summer."Jennifer laughed softly. "No, Silly. Have you two done any wife swapping?" It took a moment for Miriam to figure out what her friend was asking. At first, she thought that Jennifer was talking about the reality show on television, 'Wife Swapping,' where the wives switch families for a week and their wacky experiences are filmed. Then she blushed as she realized that it had to do with the husbands swapping their wife with another man for sexual reasons.Miriam's hand flew to her mouth in horror."Ohmigosh," she replied. "Maurice has talked about meeting with another couple for sex and yours and Walter's name came up a couple of times but I could never be unfaithful to Maurice.""Oh, come on, Honey. This isn't the dark ages any more, Virginia. What's the matter, Miriam? Doesn't my husband appeal to you?""No, it's not that," she tried desperately to explain to the woman whom she thought was her close friend. "It's just that I've never been with another man before besides Maurice."Jennifer giggled like a little girl. "What if I had sex with your husband? Would you have sex with mine?""Gosh, I don't know," replied the confused Miriam."What if I told you that your loving husband had already fucked me? Not once but twice now. What would you do then? Would you fuck my husband out of revenge to get even with your own low down, cheatin' husband?"Miriam stammered, "Wow, I've tried hard to always please my husband. Why would he want to look anywhere else for sex?""Your husband is like any other guy; they'll stick their dick into anything with a skirt. You might as well have some fun of your own."Miriam wasn't too sure about the swinging thing but told Jennifer that she needed to think about it. *******Maurice had encouraged his lovely blonde wife to buy some sexy new things for the important, special evening at the Maxwell's. It was more than just a special occasion; it was Miriam's formal introduction to the other partners and their wives. Jennifer went shopping with Miriam and together, the two beautiful blondes picked out some very nice, expensive clothes for Miriam to wear. Jennifer put it all on her platinum American express Card and said that it was compliments of The Firm. They finally stopped in at Victoria's Secret to get some intimate apparel to include bras, panties, hose and a garter belt. Miriam confided in her friend that she had never owned a garter belt before so Jennifer demonstrated how it should be worn."Put the panties on after you clip the garter belt because if you don't and you have to go pee, you'll just have to unclip everything."That seemed to make perfect sense to Miriam; besides both of the yuppie blonde wives had gorgeous legs. What better way to show them off than with a sexy, new garter belt and hose? Jennifer was so sexy looking in her hose and garter belt. Miriam felt an unusual flutter in her stomach and even wondered if there might ever be a lesbian relationship in her own future.*******That Saturday afternoon, Miriam got all dolled up for the dinner party at the Maxwell's huge mansion. She sipped on some white wine that Jennifer had dropped by earlier this afternoon."Have some wine, Honey," Jennifer said. "This will help you relax. You'll gonna have a ton of fun this evening." Jennifer didn't tell her friend that the wine had some 'special' ingredients in the wine to help her get ready for tonight.Miriam lay soaking in the huge whirlpool spa bathtub. She was surrounded in bubbles and pleasingly warm water sipping on the delicious-tasting wine. The lovely blonde was completely relaxed and unaware that her bath was being videotaped by one of The Firm's secret video cameras hidden in the lighting fixtures. Nate Maxwell liked to spy on his employees' pretty wives. This was going to be an extra special video of a very pretty white wife. *******The blonde beauty felt some strange sensations as she drifted off to sleep in the warm bubble bath. When she awoke with a start, the water had cooled but she found her hand between her legs stroking her enlarged clitoris. Her dreams were fleeting but they involved a Satanic ritual and human sacrifice. Miriam dreamt that she had been laying naked on a raised alter with Satan and Lucifer hovering over her. There was an audience of others dressed in dark robes but she couldn't see their faces nor tell who they were. Her husband magically appeared beside her and took her hand in his."Honey," he said. "Everything is going to be alright now. Just do as they say." Just like that, her husband vanished from her side and she was now all alone with Lucifer. It was then that she realized that Lucifer had taken off his dark robe. In the dim candle light, Miriam saw that he was a massive Negro. His red eyes flashed a stern warning at her. She screamed when she saw the huge pole sticking up from between his black loins aimed right at her own womanhood. She was about to be mated with the Devil himself!*******Miriam finished getting ready by carefully shaving her legs and underarms. She was even more careful when she trimmed the unruly blonde bush between her thighs. While her pussy hair was darker than the honey blonde hair on her head, it was soft, silky and much curlier. Her husband liked the fact that his wife was a 'true' blonde and not a 'bottled' blonde. Nate Maxwell and the rest of The Firm liked that as well because that was one of the requirements for her husband's employment. Walter White had gotten Maurice to give him some photos of Miriam before Maurice was even offered a position with the firm. He also had to submit some of her pubic hair to The Firm for their testing purposes.Maurice thought that the request from his friend, Walter, was highly unusual but he knew better than to question it. He waited until she finished her bath one day and then secretly collected one of his wife's curly blonde pussy hairs from the drain. A few days later, a large amount of money was deposited into their joint checking account with the only notation being, 'For Services Rendered.'Miriam looked at herself in the full length mirror on the wall. She had to laugh to herself when she said, "Mirror, mirror, on the wall. Who's the fairest of them all?"All of the tennis, golf and swimming lately had really paid off. Miriam previously thought that she always had a weight problem. While she might have been 'pleasing plump' before, she was perfect now. Her flat tummy wasn't always so flat but it was now. Her boobs had gotten a little bigger lately but they hadn't started to even sag yet. Miriam's nipples were pinkish and were proudly erect whenever she became excited. Her buttocks had always been fairly tight but now they were very taut and firm. Her rigorously swimming fifty laps a day at the country club's pool had really paid off handsomely. She was in the best shape of her life since her athletic days as a cheerleader in high school. Miriam smiled to herself. She knew that she would be a real knock-out at tonight's festivities.The pretty blonde wife put on her special undergarments taking special care to make sure that her nylon's seam was straight in back. There was also a pretty little lacy black bow on the back of her hose right above the heel. The black hose and garter belt fashioned a light area of her smooth white skin surrounding her golden pussy hair. Miriam smiled to herself again as she slipped into the little black bikini panties, taking care to make sure that it was in the correct position over the black garter belt.The dress that she and Jennifer had picked out for her to wear tonight was simply exquisite. It had a strap over her shoulders to keep the dress in place but other than that, it had a deep scoop neckline which allowed most of the tops of her breasts to be exposed. Underneath, she wore a black demibra that Jennifer had picked out for her. It was essentially an under-wire push-up bra with the top half of the bra removed which allowed her taut nipples to poke through the thin material of her black evening gown. Miriam made the gown look gorgeous and there was also a daringly high slit up the left side of the elegant dress which allowed the skin above the top of her hose to be seen. Miriam felt like a million bucks wearing this dress. She looked like it too!Miriam put on the golden serpentine necklace with matching bracelet and small golden hoop earrings that her husband had given her for a recent wedding anniversary. Of course, she proudly wore her gold wedding banding and diamond engagement ring. The pretty blonde yuppie wife expertly applied the red lipstick which matched the nail color on her fingers and toes. She ran a brush several times through her luxurious, shoulder-length blonde hair. Lastly, she dabbed some of her favorite perfume, White Shoulders, behind her ears, on her wrists, between her full breasts and then as an afterthought, wickedly pulled the slit of her dress aside far enough to dab a little bit of perfume on her heated loins.****** Miriam was still feeling weird from her strange dream earlier that afternoon as her husband held the door open of the black Lincoln limousine for his lovely blonde wife to enter. Maurice quickly noticed his wife's great legs and the sexy black hose as he saw the exposed skin above her hose. He was so proud of his beautiful blonde wife and how fabulous she looked tonight. She would surely help him make it an even faster ascent up the corporate ladder than he otherwise would by himself. The Maxwell's Mansion was out on some acreage in the country. The nearest home was probably several miles away as the crow flew. The mansion was actually a nicely restored Southern Antebellum Plantation. The winding drive leading up to the main house was tree-lined with massive old-growth oak trees where the tips had grown together forming a dense arbor archway. The limo pulled in behind a brilliant red Ferrari Testarossa parked on one side and a Rolls Royce Silver Spur alongside a spotlessly restored, British Racing Green Jaguar XKE convertible with wire wheels. Its top was down as if defying the heavens to open up and douse it with rain. Miriam didn't appreciate the value of those cars but her husband sure did and he knew who the wealthy owners were as well.A black butler answered the solidly-built door and led them into the saloon where the other guests were already gathered and starting on their second round of drinks. All of the men looked rather handsome and their wives looked even better. Nate Maxwell took Miriam's hand and introduced her to the other couples. There were seven partners present including her husband, Maurice, and Walter. Maurice was in a grey pin-striped Brooks Brother's suit and conservative tie while Walter sported a fashionable dark Armani suit with a bright red silk tie. The black butler came around and took their drink order while a cute young blonde dressed in a short waitress outfit went amongst the guests and passed tasty little hors d'ouveres before dinner. Dinner was both elegant and delicious at the same time. Nate Maxwell sat at one end of the massive dining table with Miriam at his side while Sally occupied the Mistress of the house seat at the opposite end of the table. Maurice sat next to her. From there it was alternate male-female seating. One of the older partners was seated on Miriam's left and she had to push his hand off of her thigh mid-way during the dessert of a fabulous-tasting white chocolate mousse.After diner, they retired to the den which was handsomely decorated in an African safari theme with animal trophies mounted on the walls and brightly painted African warrior shields and crossed spears hung on the wall.The men sipped warmed brandy in large snifters and lit banned Cuban cigars while the ladies sipped on their licorice-tasting absinthe.A black man strode into the den like he owned the place. Nate Maxwell introduced Luc Wolfe, the Director of Corporate Security to Maurice and Miriam. Luc was a big and tough looking Negro with an attitude and he was as black as the Ace of Spades. Luc had played college ball but never made it to the big leagues but he thoroughly enjoyed doing the line of work and performing the service that he was doing for the Maxwell's and The Firm. The big Negro also spent some time in a federal prison but that had been erased from his record by the FBI as he had worked deep undercover for them for a period of time in some unknown capacity. It was rumored that he had killed several drug lords with his bare hands as they were having a 'conference' on how to divvy up the Southern United States into their different territories.The head of security held Miriam's hand in his a little too long for her comfort. She didn't consider herself prejudiced but for most of her sheltered life, the pretty blonde wife had very little contact with Negroes."Luc, here," as Nate motioned to his security director, "Will sit in for me this evening as I haven't been feeling too well lately." A murmur of appreciation went up among the ladies. Miriam wasn't so sure that this was such a good thing as a Negro would then be participating in the wife swapping activities this evening. "Who would he be paired with?" she wondered to herself."As you know," Nate Maxwell started. "The ladies are going to place their panties in this basket that was rumored to hold some extremely deadly cobras at one time. The men will pick out a pair of lady's unmentionables. He will keep them as tonight's souvenir and spend the rest of the evening with the owner of those pretty little panties. The still beautiful former Miss Alabama, Sally Maxwell, took off her panties first and placed them into the basket.Maurice had his eye, as well as the rest of the men present, on the very sexy Sally Maxwell even if she was the gorgeous blonde wife of The Firm's managing partner.Nate then went around the room as each of the partner's wives surrendered her panties to the cause. Watching the pretty wives remove their panties was quite exciting for Maurice and his dick got hard like all the other guys in the room. Miriam was the last wife to remove her panties and place them into the basket. She turned around so she had retained at least a modicum of her modesty.Nate reached into the basket and mixed them up. After doing so, he brought his hand up to his nose."Man, all these panties smell great!" Everyone laughed.Nate then turned towards Maurice."As the guest of honor, Maurice, you get to pick first."Most of the panties were black but Maurice pulled out a frilly navy pair that belonged to tonight's hostess, Sally Maxwell, the former Miss Alabama. Sally was wearing a chic navy blue dress that hugged all of her womanly charms. Sally's beautiful white smile made Maurice's dick get hard.Each man made his selection until there was only one pair of panties left. It was then that Miriam realized that there was also only one man left as well."Ohmigawd," she gasped to herself. Miriam watched in horror as the black security director pulled her own panties out of the venomous cobra's basket.Luc Wolfe brought the dampened, aromatic panties up to his broad black nose and inhaled deeply taking in the wonderful feminine fragrance of the beautiful blonde that was going to be his for the evening. The big African really loved his job with The Firm. His huge black cock twitched in his pants. He was about to loosen the black trouser snake that was throbbing at his heated loins. He really enjoyed his demanding work. Miriam smiled nervously at the leering black man and then turned towards her husband. Maurice could only smile feebly back at his lovely wife as he had his own arm around the former Miss Alabama's trim waist.Luc's muscular black hand took Miriam's and led her down the hall to the 'special' entertainment room. The pretty blonde wife was unaware that she would be the 'special' entertainment for this evening.The Negro security director opened up the door to the bedroom and locked the door behind them. What Miriam didn't know that the large mirror on the wall was actually a two-way mirror and that there would be an aroused and eager audience on the other side witnessing her initiation into the Partner's Wives Association. The other couples had gathered on the several couches and love seats in the adjoining room to watch and enjoy the debasement of their newest initiate. Miriam's husband was already in the seductive arms of the former Miss Alabama."Can my wife see us?" he asked Sally Maxwell."Of course not, Silly" she replied. "Not only that; but my husband, Natas, is getting this all down on video tape."Maurice thought that he didn't hear her correctly at first. Nobody called Nate Maxwell, 'Natas,' but that was his given name, wasn't it? It took him a while to figure out that Maxwell's name was 'Satan' spelled backwards. He gasped to himself when he made the connection to Satan and 'Luc' which was short for 'Lucifer.' "My God," Maurice thought to himself. "What have I gotten myself into? I've sold my soul and my wife to the Devil himself." The former Miss Alabama, Sally Maxwell, already had Maurice's pants down around his ankles. Her lips encircled his stiffened dick. All he could do now was to watch the erotic interracial coupling that was taking place in the room next door. He was helpless to help his loving wife.The black security director moved around behind the lovely, trembling blonde wife. They faced the mirror together as he slowly unzipped her dress. Luc moved in closer as his black hands pushed the straps off of her smooth, white shoulders. The Negro leaned in close and savored the sweet fragrance of her shoulder-length blonde hair."Honey," Luc breathed into her ear. "I'm a gonna wear out that sweet little blonde pussy of yours before this night is over." Miriam didn't know if that was a threat or a promise.Miriam's dress fell into a useless heap around her trim ankles. Luc cupped her half-exposed breasts as the pretty blonde wife let her head fall gently backwards onto his muscular black chest. Maurice watched as the black head of security took her erect pink nipples and rolled between his thumb and middle finger. There was also audio being piped into the viewing room and Maurice could hear his wife's sigh as the black man's hand went across her firm belly and buried itself between her thighs. Miriam turned her head towards her black lover so she could kiss him while his searching fingers found her throbbing clitoris. Her hands were on top of his but she didn't resist his expert ministrations. It wasn't long before as Maurice watched his beautiful blonde wife that she had her first of many orgasms at the hands of the talented Negro.Maurice couldn't help but stare at his lovely wife who was standing before him dressed in only her half-bra, hose and garter belt. Miriam looked the sexiest that she had ever looked, he thought to himself. Her honey-covered bush was clearly visible. She was, however, still wearing her Jimmy Choo high heels on her dainty little feet while the black man rubbed his elongated cock up and down her firm derriere."Honey, I want you to go down on me first," the Negro whispered as he moved around in front of the quivering white wife.Miriam didn't understand what he meant at first. Then she remembered all the times that her own husband had wanted her to "go down" on him. She had always refused her own husband before. Now here she was drawn to the magical sexual powers of this intriguingly proud African whose ancestors had been slaves in America. Maurice watched as his pretty blonde wife knelt before the Negro and unzipped his trousers loosing the mighty black cobra. Her trembling fingers wrapped around the thick black shaft stroking back the foreskin. Her red lips went to his powerful manhood like she had sucked his cock many times before. Maurice couldn't believe that his innocent wife was taking the Negro's huge black organ into her sweet mouth. He knew that it was her first taste of black cock.The beautiful blonde wife took the African's swollen black balls and lovingly caressed them as she tongued the thick black shaft. One of the remotely controlled video cameras operated by Natas Maxwell focused in on the blonde beauty's hands in stark contrast to the darkness of his security director's big black cock. The diamond in her engagement ring caught the light and made it sparkle before his very eyes. "Yes," Nate said aloud. "She was a good choice, a very good choice!"Maurice couldn't take his eyes off of the interracial scene unfolding before his eyes. The black security director reached under the lovely wife and lifted Miriam to her feet. They kissed passionately. Maurice was sure that the Negro could taste himself on the blonde's tongue.Luc laid the lovely blonde wife on the edge of the bed and surveyed his beautiful blonde prize. His black cock was dripping with her own saliva made his slick cock appear even bigger.The Negro knelt before the blonde goddess as if to worship her before sacrificing her to the Devil. He spread her thighs and worked his way up her shapely legs. Miriam arched her back as his tongue sought out her throbbing clitoris. She audibly gasped as his tongue made electrifying contact. No one had ever made love to her like this before although her own husband had wanted to do it to her on several occasions. Her hands went to the kinky black hair on the Negro's head pulling him into her unprotected womb. She looked up to the ceiling and saw her reflection in the mirror mounted on the ceiling. She whispered loud enough for the folks to hear her next door, "Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest one of all?" She saw herself lying on the black satin sheets with the black man all over her white body. This is the way it was all meant to be. Miriam must have had another orgasm as Maurice heard his wife gasp out loud several times as her body shook.The huge-cocked African rose up from her aroused loins and leered wickedly into the mirror. Maurice thought that he was looking straight at him but how could the Negro possibly know where he was on the other side of the mirror?Luc crawled up on the bed and between the blonde beauty's wide spread legs. Her dream from that afternoon was coming back to her but this time it was in real life! It was the huge black pole from before.Miriam hadn't gone on birth control yet as she and her husband were trying to make a baby. She then realized that she was very fertile at the present time. She screamed when she saw the huge pole sticking up from between his black loins aimed right at her own womanhood. The Devil's evil, dark sperm was about to capture and impregnate her own eggs.It was good that Miriam was as aroused as much as she was with her own feminine juices and lubrication because that made his penetration possible as well as much easier on herself. As it was, Luc's big black cock was the biggest, thickest and longest cock that she had ever experienced. The pretty blonde wife struggled to take the entire black cock. It was as if she was skewered on his long spear like a deer being roasted over a spit. The Negro's thick dark lips sought out hers. His tongue delved into the depths of her mouth almost gagging her. She could taste her own pussy juices on his tongue. Her tongue fought back with his as the fight between black and white took place not only in her mouth but also inside her battered womb. It was the fight of good versus evil, right versus wrong. This time the dark side would win out. Miriam was being sacrificed to the Devil for the good of rest of mankind. They fucked like two animals. Luc and Miriam fucked for hours. The rest of the world around them vanished. It was only her 'Eve' and his 'Adam' left to repopulate the entire planet. Satan had already enticed her with his poisonous Apple. Now she was sharing it and her womanly charms with her new dark lover. They fucked in every conceivable position. Most of their audience had already gone to one of the other bed rooms to continue their own orgy or even get some sleep. One of the partner's wives found the black butler and had him service her with his very big 'equipment' while her partner for the evening watched them. Maurice stayed in the viewing room and watched his wife with her black lover even after he had fucked Miss Alabama, the managing partner's wife, several times. Sally Maxwell was curled up on the love seat next to Maurice while her own husband still operated the controls to the video cameras. Nate Maxwell filmed not only the interracial coupling writhing in the throes of passionate interracial sex in the entertainment room next door but had also filmed Maurice fucking the former Miss Alabama. He figured that the family that fucked together would stay together especially when there was incriminating evidence of everyone's willing participation. *******When she began to show a few weeks later, Miriam was whisked off to one of the Virgin Islands in the Caribbean to deliver the baby. Seven months after her decadent initiation, Miriam gave birth to a very healthy, dark-skinned black baby. It seemed that the gestation period for her pregnancy was a lot quicker than normal. It was. Luc Wolfe the Fifth had urgent work ahead of him. Miriam nursed little Luc from her own breasts for over a year before she had to give it back to The Firm. Little Luc seemed to grow faster than normal. The Devil's baby did. She would see his little manhood grow very large as the black baby suckled on her creamy white tits. In the meantime, she made friends with several of the native islanders. She wasn't wont for big black cock as she got a lot every night and then some more during the day. Miriam had six other black babies by various fathers that she didn't know who they were. Maurice never heard from Miriam again but he didn't care.Life was good for Maurice. Money came pouring in to the very successful and wealthy attorney. He dated another younger, attractive blonde who even looked like Miriam. He later took the young blonde cutie as his new wife. Maurice also introduced her to the pleasures of interracial sex. Maurice would video his new wife with her black lover as he jacked off while thinking of Miriam.Watch out yuppie wives. Your turn might be next.END |
when.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/when.txt | Part I: The Back RoomIt's been snowing heavily in many places in the country, and Wednesday night, the city got blanketed in a sheet of ice that made driving treacherous. There were numerous accidents, due largely to drivers acting like assholes. Several roads got closed down.Myself, I made my way through town fairly smoothly. H wasn't so lucky. I kept checking on her progress by cell phone. As I made my way across town, she made it just a couple of miles. She was stuck on the highway, and she remained stuck for 5 and 1/2 hours. Finally, we figured that we would have to postpone.Although we wouldn't get to experiment with ass-play that night, I dropped in to an adult store to see what sort of toys were available, and what they cost. This store didn't have much to offer, but I got some ideas.Now, I wasn't feeling particularly horny. I had been focusing my attention so much on the roads, that I wasn't really bothered by missing a night of wild fucking. But while I was at the porn shop, I thought I might as well take a little peek at the booths in the back. I mean, why not?A little background on my relationship with these things. I first discovered them when I was 18 and visiting Portland, OR for the summer. I was taking classes in Japanese there, and I was very isolated, away from family, friends, and familiarity. But, for the first time, I was legally of age to view erotic materials. So, for the first time, I sought out the adult stores.Portland is FULL of them. I don't know why. But it seemed that you couldn't go a quarter mile downtown without going past one. I turned into the first one that I found, one with a painted devil on the side, clutching his erect "tail."Goddamn, I was so nervous. It was that intense, physical nervousness. It felt like my heart was up in my throat, and I could feel it pounding in my skull, sending hot blood into my cheeks. Meanwhile my toes and fingers were could. A sick, squishy nausea squirmed in my stomach.See, I had been sneaking peeks at dirty magazines and dirty movies for years, ever since I was 7. Since age 11 I had developed the skills of a ninja by practicing breaking into my parents' locked stash. I signed the "verification" that I was an adult to acquire numerous catalogs and a couple of videos. But, always, always, I had to be careful not to be caught. I was caught a couple of times, and those were not good.So, as I entered that haven of filth, I could not shake the feeling that I was not supposed to be there, and as soon as someone saw me I would be thrown out and given a stern talking-to. I was so focused on not being noticed, that I wasn't really able to take in my surroundings. They were a blur of plastic wrapped photographs on shelves. I didn't want to linger on any one too long. And so, I rapidly made my way through the store.When I came to the back room, I ducked in there really just to get away. There were the booths, lined up in rows with little lights on the outside. Some on, most off. They were gray little closets. And I jumped into one just to get away and to catch my breath.Once inside, I had a minute to settle down. I started to take note of the interior. In front of me was a blank screen. Beside it, there was a slot to accept coins, and a large, square button. It just so happened that I had a couple quarters in my pocket. And, thinking "Why not?" I popped them in.As the screen lit up, I suddenly understood what the room was, and I was amazed. As I pressed the large button, I was offered channel after channel of hardcore porn. They had everything. I could jump from an orgy, to anal sex, to two girls experiencing lesbian sex for the first time.And I was all by myself. Secluded... Private... And hard and ready as a rocket. These little rooms, they couldn't have designed them for... I mean, could I do it here? In a public place?And again, "Why not?" was the rule. Fueled by fear and frustration and novelty, I gave myself a chillingly wonderful orgasm. After a moment, I zipped up, and made a beeline for the door.That summer I spent a lot of time and money in those places. I saw a lot of things I never thought I would see. There were movies of animal sex. There were movies of gay sex. At some stores, the channels were over 50% gay. Those were often scarier than the other stores, because they tended to be filled with men who lurked in the backroom. They didn't seem to be visiting the booths, just waiting. Waiting for what? They hunched their shoulders like vultures, and when the looked at me, I quickly looked away from their hungry, questioning gaze.In the years since, I've noticed that all back rooms have such men in some numbers. I just pushed past them now, avoiding eye contact. I do my business, and I go on.Part II: Just a TasteThis was the plan last Wednesday. Business as usual. A little amusement before hitting the icy roads again.There was nothing particularly special in the booth that night. The films were mostly gay, some blacks on blondes, a threesome. I found a couple of straight films to switch between, and started my business.It really is not bullshit what they say about a man's penis thinking for him. "God only gave a man enough blood to work one of his brains at a time, and if the lower one is active, you can forget about the upper one." And anyway, as your pulse begins to race, and your mind begins to burn with desire, you become open to a lot more things. The nearer you reach orgasm, the greater the power of "Why not?" to open the realms of all sorts of kinks.I do not know if this was the first time that a nudged its way towards my booth. I've been frequenting these things for a decade, so I'm betting it's happened before in that time. What was different this time was that I saw it. I saw it because I was staring at that hole. As some sexy vixen had her ass and pussy filled by two Latino cocks, I had begun to watch the glory hole. I watched and I wondered. What would I do? What could I do? What are my limits? Would I be repulsed? Would I be aroused? And in the heat of my surging passion, these questions melted out of my intellect. Their draw fell out of the realm of words and coalesced into a single driving urge, and I felt something that I had never been aware of before. My hunger to know became a hunger for cock.And so I stared at that hole. Wondering if a dick would appear. Willing a dick to appear. I focused my mind upon it like a conjurer charming a snake out of a hole. And appear, it did.I heard the door of the booth beside me snap shut. There was the sound of coins in the slot, and then a blue light from the hole as the TV came on. All of this was fairly normal. The click of a belt on buckling. Pants hitting the floor. And then a shadow flickered across the blue. My eyes clung to that shadow as it wavered again, and then held, blocking all light from the screen. In it's place, nestled in the darkness, was a swatch of shadowed pink.This was it. Time to learn something new about myself.I reached out to it, brushing the skin with my fingertip. The reaction was immediate. In one, smooth stroke, a stiff, blood-gorged cock slid its full length into my booth.It was huge. Definitely bigger than my own, and I fell to my knees before the monstrosity. It was so well-sculpted that I thought that it might be no flesh and blood penis, but a silicone dildo. I only held that thought for a second, because too quickly I wrapped my lips around it, swallowing the bulging crown into my curious mouth. It swelled in my cheeks and filled me down to the throat. And as I rolled my tongue against it, it grew even more rigid.Immediately I made several observations, comparing this experience to what I have heard girls say. First, there was nothing unpleasant about the taste or smell of it. I would not expect it in a place like that, but he was perfectly clean and odor-free (adding to my initial question of it being real or not). In fact, as I lapped at the tip, I tasted a drop of precum and found that it was really quite nice. Salty-sweet. But gagging was definitely an issue, and as I fucked him with my mouth I cursed myself for not being able to take him deeper, harder, giving him the satisfaction of my throat.I won't pretend this was the first time I've had a dick in my mouth. As a child, I remember experimenting with friends at sleep-overs. Two guys crawl in bed together just to see what it's like. One pretends to be the woman. As I entered puberty, every sleepover developed into a 5-boy circle-jerk at some point. We never touched each other, but didn't find anything weird about it. Then at 15 I had a night with a friend where we wanted to find out if we were completely straight or not. It was awkward and a contributing factor to the end of our friendship. That night had made up my mind for me. I was only into girls. And I did not entertain any such thoughts for over 10 years.The point is that I really had no sense of technique as I slurped on this monster. I wanted to please though. I wanted to be good. I wanted to put all of my porn observations to task and suck this stranger into oblivion. Besides, if I was only going to suck one cock in my life, it had better be a good one.As I bathed him with my mouth, I moved my fingers around him, adding light-fisted jerk to my stroke. I drew back along the shaft, isolating the head, and slashing at it with my tongue like it was H's clitoris. This provoked an intense reaction, and as he became even more hard, his cock began to arc skyward, and the ridge of his flesh became more pronounced. Recalling the movies I've seen, thinking of how I've always wanted to be sucked, I crouched even lower and lapped up and down the underside of his shaft, where the flesh is tender and sensitive.It was amazing. I had this strange toy to play with. It was all mine, and though I fumbled in my inexperience, I had command over it.Spitting into my hand, I wrapped my fist around the head of his dick and gave him several stiff thrusts, from the glands down to the base. And then I took him into my mouth once more, and I as did I suck him hard, sucked the head of his dick with hicky-giving intensity.Suddenly he withdrew. I was stunned. What happened? Did he want more? Did he want to come in and join me? Did he want to suck me now? As ready as I was to suck a dick, I didn't think I could face the man attached to it.I peeked in the hole. I saw his legs shaking as he jerked himself. I poked my finger into the hole to get his attention. Did I do something wrong? Maybe my teeth scraped him? Was I sucking to hard.Then I heard his cell phone ring, and with Oscar-worthy calm, he answered. With perfect ease he talked about the ice and the roads as he pulled up his pants and disappeared from my view. Leaving me alone. And uncertain.Part III: Friend in NeedWell, I was certain of one thing though. I hadn't cum yet. And that needed to be taken care of. I took a moment for myself, but my mind was elsewhere. What had I just done? What did it mean? Finishing quickly, I too zipped up and turned to face the door. I had just sucked a man's dick in a public place. This is what George Michael got arrested for. And would he be out there? Would he be waiting for me? Wanting more? Gluing my eyes to the floor, I shoulder the door open, and trudged straight for the exit, hands in my pockets.My keys were in my hand, and I was ready to make my escape, when I heard a voice behind me."Excuse me?"I pretended not to hear."Sir? Excuse me, sir?"Goddamn it. I turned, and there was a man behind be, coming my way from the store. He looked to be in his late 30s. Not a bad looking guy. Blue collar. Wearing a jean jacket and a pair of Levi's. Seemed as straight and normal as any guy who works with his hands. Probably a mechanic.I don't remember what pleasantries were exchanged, but soon he just came right out with it. "Could you watch me masturbate?"So this was him. I was finally face-to-face with the man I had just been face-to-cock with."I'm sorry. I have to get home.""Yeah, I have to get home too. I just really need to get off." I had never been addressed in that tone before. Not for someone asking for sex. He wanted me like a panhandler wants your spare change. He needed me like a junkie needed a fix.No woman approaches a man for sex like that -- love maybe, but not sex. But in that moment I realized that every man approaches a woman for sex with just that desperation. We need it. And you have it. We love women for their company. We admire women for their beauty. But when it comes to sex, it has very little to do with you, with who you are or how you look, and has a whole lot more to do with this unholy craving that drives us ceaselessly. And when we lie, spent and thankful in your arms, it is because you have given us release from the drive.I bet most of the men who meet other men at these places don't think of themselves as gay, and maybe not even bi. I'm betting many of them have girlfriends and wives and children. They don't think of these meetings as being part of who they are. It's just something they do. It is a way that they satisfy a craving, and that craving feels alien to them, to their lives.So, I stood there as a grown man begged me to watch him jerk off. Another guy would have easily said, "No." And many more would have knocked him out. But me, I'm a nice guy, fatally nice, you know. And I look at his face and I think, "I know what that's like. I know what that need is, how it burns. How many times have I ached for a helping hand too? Besides, he just wants me to watch. No problem.""Okay." I shrugged. "Where?""Maybe in a car? Or we can go back inside?""Inside." I didn't want to let him into my car, and I didn't want to risk his. I'm nice but not completely oblivious.Of course, we looked entirely conspicuous returning together. I had clearly made my exit, and there I was popping in right behind him. He entered the back through the door on the left. I entered on the right. We met in the hallway and he asked where next? It was strange to be in control of this encounter.We wouldn't fit together in a booth, not in any position I was comfortable with. So, I had him sit in from of the screen with the door open so I could see. I stood with my coat on and my hands in my pockets as he pushed a couple coins in the wall and lowered his pants and underwear. I wanted him to choose a movie with a girl in it. That would maybe turn me on a bit and ease my transition into this next level of kink. No such luck. He chose a movie that showed a young, blonde man alone in his bedroom. The kid (because I'm finally old enough to call a 20 year-old kid) was looking at a magazine and jerking off, making sure the camera got plenty of shots of his balls and asshole as he wriggled and rolled along the carpeted floor.I was the man masturbate. He watched the boy. The boy watched his magazine."Could you touch it for me?" I wasn't surprised, of course. And I had come this far. A hand is not so intimate as a mouth. So I reached down and took hold of him. He was not quite so hard, not quite so large, but I was guessing the phone had interrupted him, and nothing kills an erection like almost getting caught. So I gave him a couple dry strokes, and then spit in my hand for lube. He liked that."Can I touch you as you're touching me?""Sure." I spread my legs a little and let him fondle the front of my pants. He didn't stroke me or squeeze me, and I didn't get hard from any of this. It was more like the feel of my balls made him more secure, like a baby's blanket."Did you cum?"I nodded. "Yeah.""Did he cum for you?"My stroke paused. "No." And then I realized why this cock felt different. It was different. This guy was entirely new.How did he know? Did the other one tell him? Did he point me out as being "accommodating?"After living what I had thought of as being a normal, if open-minded heterosexual life for 28 years, in one night I tripled my number of adult gay partners (counting that night when I was 15).Soon, he took my hand from him, and replaced it with his own. A couple of stiff jerks, and he drooled out a thick, white stream of cum onto the floor. And for a moment, the part of my mind that has been a student of porn wondered if I should reach out to him, take a fingerfull of his jizz and bring it to my mouth like a good little cocksucker. Just to give him a little thrill. But I had already been adventurous enough.As I left, I gave him a manly slap on the shoulder. "Well, good night. Be careful out on those roads." And I slid out before he was done zipping up his fly.But on the way out, I passed a sign that read:Please, no "cruising" in the video aisles. Customers have complained about this, and you will be asked to leave.END |
hard02.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/47/hard02.txt | THURSDAY AFTERNOONAs usual, the morning went by fast and before Cori knew it, it was lunch time. The guys gave her their orders from the diner and she called them in. Fifteen minutes later, she left to go pick them up. The diner was three blocks down and on the other side of the street. To get to it, she passed several small stores and offices as well as a barber shop. Every day, she saw men standing at the big glass windows, watching for her to make her daily lunchtime trip. Today, there was also a small crew doing some road work, and they stopped to whistle and cheer as she walked by. She smiled and waved back, but didn't stop. Her suit was slipping and sliding, but so far staying in place sufficiently enough. She walked into Daddy's Diner where Jack "Daddy" Collins was waiting for her at the counter. Like so many men in the town, he looked forward to his daily glimpse of Cori. Obviously, today's appearance didn't disappoint him in the least. He was in his late 40s and had owned the diner for 20 years. It was called "Daddy's Diner" because that's what his daughter who was the same age as Cori had named it when she was a kid. To this day, his daughter Tammy was one of Cori's best friends. They had even roomed together during their brief time in college. That's when Jack had really started to notice what a hottie Cori was becoming. As always, the diner was full of men, who were both enjoying a good lunch and waiting to see Cori. Normally, they would just greet her and thank her for stopping by, but today they all gave her a standing ovation. A few snapped photos and a couple held camcorders. Cori smiled, waved to everyone and said hello. She accepted their attention not as some sort of objectification, but as flattery and was truly humbled by their reaction. "Great outfit today, Cori," Jack smiled, handing her two bags of food. Cori didn't have to pay they had an account set up with the diner and paid monthly for their lunches. Cori gave a last wave, turned and then, as a way of thanking everyone, bent over at the waist, pretending to adjust her shoes, then walked out to a second standing ovation.After she left, Barry Jarvis, a skinny 30-year-old with stringy brown hair, ran to the window and watched her walk down the street. Very few people liked Barry. He bounced from job to job, was believed to be on drugs and had a knack for saying crude comments. This latter trait prompted him to say, "Damn, I'm tired of just looking. One of these days I'm just going to take that bitch, tie her up and make her my whore.""You do and Ben and the boys will kill you," Jack growled. "And then I'll kill you. Leave her alone, Jarvis. Understand? Now get your ass out of here."Jarvis flipped him off and walked out, starting to follow in the same direction as Cori, then apparently thinking better of it and heading the opposite way. Jack and the rest of the guys were happy to see him go. Jarvis was a troublemaker and the sort of guy who might do something stupid. Jack had warned Tammy about staying clear of Jarvis many times, and now he would have to worry about Cori as well. To Jack, Cori was a like a local treasure the sort of thing you put on a sign as people drove into town because you wanted everyone to know how proud you were to be that person's hometown. It wasn't just because Cori was the hottest woman he'd ever seen. He'd known her since she was a child and knew what a great, honest, humble, intelligent and caring person she was. All those things made her all the more sexy, as far as Jack was concerned, and worth protecting from men like Jarvis.Jack picked up the phone and called Ben, just to let him know what Jarvis had said and to be on the lookout. Jack knew at least one of the guys from the shop was with Cori at almost all times, but he wanted to make sure they knew what Jarvis might be thinking.Ben thanked him and assured him they would be on the lookout. This wasn't the first time some jerk had made somewhat threatening comments about Cori, so Ben wasn't shocked. But he always took these threats seriously and understood that Cori was a potential target.Cori, who of course was completely unaware of Jarvis' comments, had a relatively uneventful walk back to the shop. The construction crew gave her another round of applause and there was a near traffic accident as she crossed the street an out-of-towner stopped to gawk and nearly got sideswiped by a delivery van. The oil was very slowly beginning to dry up a bit, reducing the slippage in her suit. She was still very slick and sleek looking, her skin glistening brightly in the warm September sun.She walked into the shop right behind the FedEx delivery man, Bob, who, as he always did, greeted her with a light pinch on the ass followed by two firm squeezes on her tits. This time, he found his hands covered in oil and didn't complain a bit, using a shop towel to dry them off as he left. "Thanks Cori! Have a great afternoon."Cori distributed the sandwiches, chips and cookies from the diner, keeping a tuna salad sandwich and a bag of chips for herself. Ben brought out cans of pop from the back for everyone and they sat around their small lunch table in the break room, which was just behind the front counter. They all sat around and talked while they ate. Ben told them all about Jarvis. He didn't see any reason to try and hide it from Cori. She understood these things and was mature enough to handle it. Sure it bothered her a little, but she wasn't scared of a punk like Jarvis. Still, it was good to know to be on the lookout.As always, each of the guys vowed to protect her. Then talked turned to more pleasant things, such as Cori's new suit and lube job."We're going to have to order more of that oil," Chad said. "I think that should become part of her regular attire.""I'm way ahead of you," John said. "I ordered us two cases. I also ordered 12 more of those suits some different colors and such. Plus, Cori, I got two that are a size smaller than that one. I know it's tight, but do you mind at least trying it?""Of course not," Cori said. "I don't know if a size smaller will fit without snapping, but I'll sure try it for you.""Thanks. You're starting to dry up a bit. We'll put some more oil on you this afternoon before the 4 o'clock crowd comes in," John said. At around 4 o'clock every day, about a dozen men sometimes more, sometimes less came in and sat around the shop. They didn't have any work that needed to be done. They had just sort of adopted the shop as their after work hangout, sort of like a barber shop. They played pool, watched TV, drank a few beers and, of course, checked out Cori's daily attire. Ben was friends with most of the guys and welcomed them every day. He called them the Irregulars, partly because they were such an odd group. There were two retired guys in their 70s old friends of Ben's dad who came in, and the rest ranged in age from 40 to 65. They talked sports, women, cars and politics. They were also the guys who would come in and watch big games at the shop after hours, Ben always happy to let them in. Naturally, they all looked at and touch Cori, but they treated her like one of the group, often inviting her to join them for a beer or to play some pool. Of course, the game often ended with Cori sprawled on the table in various seductive poses. But it was all harmless fun and part of the daily routine at the shop. They would be happy to see her new suit and oil-slicked body.The afternoon went by quickly. A couple of customers came by to pick up their cars and naturally enjoyed Cori's new look, which she proudly displayed for them by doing a lot of unnecessary bending and stretching as she compiled their bills and receipts. She had long ago mastered the techniques of curving her body and posing in the right ways to best display her tits, ass, legs or whatever she wanted to show off. At about three-thirty, John decided Cori needed a second dose of oil and lubed her up again. It took about half as much oil this time as the first, but he made sure she was well covered and sufficiently slick and glistening from head to toe and all points in between.At about a quarter before four, Chester and Gordon, the two retirees, showed up. As always, Cori went up to them and gave them kiss on the cheek. Normally, she gave them a hug too, but this time she was careful to keep her oily body from staining their clothes. Sweet gentlemen they were, they both asked permission before touching her. "You know you don't have to ask," Cori said, holding her arms over her head, giving them access to all the areas they wanted to reach. They wasted no more time before groping her breasts and squeezing her ass. Oil oozed out between their fingers and the smiled at each other, sharing their enjoyment of her hard body. How many 70-year-old men got to look at a girl like this, let alone touch her? They loved her and treated with the respect and kindness they would show a member of their own family. But they also gladly accepted the opportunity to feel young again by interacting with this fun, sweet, gorgeous 22-year-old babe. "Boy, I sure wish I was 40 years younger," Chester said. "We'd have a lot of fun, you and I, Ms. Cori.""I'm sure we would," Cori said. The three of them had this same conversation every day."40! Hell, I'd settle for 20. I was still a tiger in my 50s," Gordon said as he tweaked her nipples through the suit. "Well, if you boys ever feel frisky, you let me know and we'll turn back the clock a bit," Cori said. They all laughed, knowing nothing more than this groping and sexual conversation would ever occur. The men, ever respectful of her and her body, soon finished their playful touching and took their customary places in two of the large recliners. Cori brought them both a beer and they sat back and relaxed, waiting for the rest of the Irregulars to arrive. Most of the other guys worked together at the local printing shop the same one that printed Cori's calendars and posters and filed in shortly after 4. Cori greeted them all, letting each cop a feel while she twirled and modeled for them. Soon, everyone was comfortable, drinking, laughing, playing pool and commending John on his fine work with the skimpy suit and tantalizing oil."This outfit definitely needs to be a poster," Carl said. Carl was an outgoing 40-year-old African American who was built like a spark plug. He was always one of the most jovial members of the Irregulars. "Hell, you could do a whole calendar with just this one outfit. What do you say, Ben?""I like it, Carl" Ben said. "I always like your suggestions. John ordered several more of these suits and a couple of cases of baby oil, so I think we can make it happen. You better do a good job printing it for us though.""Always, always," Carl said. "That's one job we never screw up. Got to do that body justice, you know.""She's a work of art, that's for sure," Ben agreed. "Look at that." Cori was telling the guys about Mr. Bell and demonstrating the stretching exercises he had taught her. As Ben pointed, she was bent over at the waist, legs together and hands gripping the gold straps of her heels wrapped around her ankles. She held this pose for far more than 30 seconds, letting the men look and comment at their leisure. A few reached out to squeeze her ass, but most stood back and enjoyed the view. "He also said this would help," Cori said, spreading her legs past shoulder width and keeping her hands on her ankles. This brought a smattering of applause and cheers from the small crowd, who agreed that this exercise was probably even a bit more beneficial than the first one. That sentiment became unanimous when the slippery thong once again snaked in between her pussy lips. "If there's such a thing as reincarnation," Carl said to the group, "I want to come back as a thong!" Everyone laughed and wholeheartedly agreed, seeing absolutely no absurdity in envying the life of a simple strip of cloth.Without adjusting her suit, Cori then did the splits exercises, her pussy lips now completely engulfing the thong, which managed to cover only her engorged clit. Her nipples were still covered, straining against the top of the suit, but her glistening breasts bulged out on all sides, jiggling invitingly as she leaned forward and touched her forehead to the floor. Then, she brought the house down by rolling on her back and putting her legs behind her head. With the thong actually acting to spread her pussy lips, her twat was even more exposed than if she had been naked. Every time she'd start to put her legs down, the guys would beg her for just a little longer. She stayed like that for five minutes before finally getting up. John immediately came over and once again re-positioned her thong to cover her pussy. He received a mock chorus of boos and a lot of hearty slaps on the back.Having entertained the Irregulars, Cori went to the front desk to take care of a customer who was dropping off his car and to finish up some paperwork before the end of the day. In addition to her modeling and entertaining types of duties, Cori was genuinely a very skilled and efficient office worker. She handled the accounting, billing and filing with ease and accuracy. She monitored inventory , took care of the payroll and insurance enrollments.Even if she was unattractive and fully dressed, she would have brought tremendous value to the shop. Her 36c-22-34 perfectly shaped body was a bonus, and, in reality, a life-saver for the once-struggling shop.As was often the case, Ben and Chad didn't leave at five when their shift technically ended. They cleaned up and changed and joined the Irregulars for some beers and pool. Around 6 after the Irregulars had a couple of beers in them they requested another stretching show from Cori. She obliged, of course, but only after Chad added a third coat of baby oil to her supple skin. John and Ty were in the back working this time, so when Cori finished with her legs behind her head and her thong inside her pussy, everyone else volunteered to remove the thong for her. Gordon, being the oldest member of the Irregulars, was given the honor and proudly set about his work. The thong was wedged so tightly inside her that he had to spread her pussy lips with one hand and use his other hand to insert his index finger inside her. Encouraged by the crowd, he inserted it up to the knuckle much deeper than he really needed to and extracted the soaked, stretchy fabric, placing it back over her puffy lips.For the second time that afternoon, Cori elicited cheers and some disbelieving groans when she put Gordon's finger in her mouth and sucked it clean. Gordon feinted having a heart attack, then sat back down, smiling from ear to ear. Everyone hung out until 7, when John and Ty finished their shifts. "Party's over, fellas," John said as he walked out of the locker area, having cleaned up and changed into a pair of khakis and a nice button down shirt. "Miss Cori and I have a date, so, if you guys don't mind, we're out of here."Everyone said good night and took a final, longing look at Cori as she walked out the door, arm-in-arm with John, who carried another full bottle of oil in his other hand. To a man, they were all jealous, knowing what kind of evening John was in for.More to come... |
gbv13.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/22/gbv13.txt | Dear Mr. Warthog,After reading one of your stories, I thought I would tell you a story about myself and my girl friend that I think you will appreciate. My name is Sarah and my friend's name is Jill. We're from Australia.Although quite liberal now, I wasn't always that way. I did learned, however, at an early age that I had the look that attracted men. At first I was embarrassed at the attention and really didn't know what to do about it. Later, I learned that a lot of nice things happen to pretty girls. When I discovered all the wonderful things that men could do for me I learned to use my looks to get what I wanted. I still remained a virgin, however and was quite nave about sex.My first remembrances of this change in my life started when I hit puberty and my breasts begin to grow. I was fortunate that my breasts were very firm. I was an athletic girl so my body stayed well toned. I had heard that I should keep my breasts well supported as much as possible to retain the firm uplifted look. Later, I would occasionally go without a bra because after all I have to show what I've got sometimes.When my body finally stopped growing I had developed a very curvaceous figure. It measured 5'5" and 36C-24-35 and still does to this day. If my body isn't noticed, then my long blond hair, blue eyes or pretty face turns the heads. I'm not usually the type of girl to compliment myself but facts are facts. I'm telling you so that you will know what kind a girl I am and what I look like.I must admit that sometimes I get turned on just looking at myself in the mirror. A former boyfriend once told me that my body was tailor made to make men horny. Thinking about that makes me horny. When I get into these moods I try to imagine how a man would like to see me dress. I know they like my large firm tits, slender legs and tight ass so I put something on that shows off each of those parts of my body.When I'm done I know that I'm going to get fucked. I begin thinking about finding a cock to stuff inside me. I want my body to be invaded and conquered. I want a man to take possession of me and mark me by putting his flesh inside my body and dumping his cum deep inside me. When I find the man I want, I give myself to him totally. My body is nothing more than a tool for his pleasure. I will do anything for my man of the moment.When I'm out looking for men, I know when I've found the right one. I can look into his eyes and tell if my body has affected him the right way. It will be a look of animal lust that tells me this man has to have my body. I know then that in giving him pleasure I will get my pleasure. I can usually tell that my sexy body has stimulated him to the point that he will take me wildly into an orgasmic fog. The night will not be a success unless he has penetrated and unloaded into each of my holes. I just love to fuck. I love the feeling of a man's cock squishing in and out my body and I long for the feeling of his juice spraying deep inside me.Well, I've gotten a little off track. Thinking about sex does that to me. By the time that I was out on my own, I had experienced sex with a few boy friends and I found it truly quite enjoyable. Most of my thoughts were typical for a twenty five year old girl. As I said, I love to fuck but it was fairly normal stuff. One of my boyfriends liked to see me dress very sexy, so I learned what it took to thrill a man. My outfits are usually made of leather, latex or rubber and reveal as much as my body as possible. Sex continued to get better and better now that I knew how to stimulate men with hot looking outfits tightly fit around my sexy body.Things changed one day about two years ago when I had an occasion to see my first adult video. The movie featured a scene with one woman with two men. Before that time I had never thought about being with two men. I'm sure it was due to my sheltered upbringing. I shivered when the two men sandwiched the lucky woman, one filling her pussy and the other filling her ass. Either she acted very well or the stimulation these two men were giving her was overwhelming. She seemed to be having orgasm after orgasm.The memory of that scene stuck with me for days. I couldn't get it out of my head. My boyfriend at the time wondered what had gotten into me as I fucked him silly over and over thinking about being a girl sandwich. I rented more adult films to see more of the sexual variety that I had been missing. I even began to discuss my feelings with my friend Jill. She also admitted to being intrigued with the idea of being with more than one man at a time. I guess most women think of it at one time or another just like men dream of being with more than one woman.I decided that I had to experience what the adult movies called double and triple penetration. The question was how. Finally, Jill and I took matters into our own hands. We located a nightclub where we knew that we could get picked up. To make sure we dressed in the hottest outfits we had.I wore a black leather bustier. It was something that I normally wear indoors but I decided to leave nothing to chance. The bustier laced up the front and hugged my middle tightly. My breasts were wedged into the tight fitting cups. They tended to bulge out over the top slightly although my firmness kept them in place. Nevertheless, they looked like they wanted out of the bustier and they actually did so that a handsome pair of male lips could be attached.My black leather g-string felt delicious rubbing against my clit as I walked. Over the g-string I wore a black leather skirt that just barely covered my black seamed stockings. Five-inch heels completed the look along with carefully applied makeup including bright red lipstick. Looking in the mirror I was confident that this outfit would attract the cock that I so badly wanted.Jill wore a white leather dress that just covered her white stockings. She wore heels and a lacy bra and knickers. Jill's body is very close to mine in shape and she has long dark hair and dark eyes. She looked as hot in her white outfit as I did in my black. I couldn't wait to see her stuffed with cock. Of course I was more anxious to get stuffed with cock myself.Jill and I walked into the nightclub and found a table. We sat down and ordered a drink. It was the last that we paid for. We settled down to enjoy our drink and to attract men. As I sipped I scanned the room. I saw plenty of men and most of them were good looking but I needed two things. I needed to see that special look and I needed to see it on more than one face.After a minute or two, Jill called my attention to a group of men half way across the club. I looked to my right slowly and finally noticed the group she was talking about. Of the four men one of them was looking our way. He was really hot looking. Short black hair and a lean face. From what I could see his body was lean as well. The other men looked equally attractive."Time to put out the bait," I said to Jill."Sounds good to me," she replied.I located the ladies room and plotted a course by the men's table to get me there. Using a most exaggerated sway, I walked by the men drawing at least three pairs of eyes. I could detect other eyes following me as well from the crowd of men but I was interested only in the four at the table. I freshened up a bit in the ladies room and when on the return I locked eyes with the lean fellow giving him my best "I'm available" look. I even glanced back at him over my shoulder as I approached my table.Jill had a grin on her face. She said, "You had all four of them staring at your butt."Good," I said."My turn," said Jill. She took the same route I took to the ladies room and it was clear that she had the attention of all four fellows at the table. On her return Mr. Lean stopped her and said something. Jill talked to the fellow for a moment then continued on to our table."What did he say?" I asked anxiously.Jill grinned and said, "The hook has been set. They want us to join them."I looked over at Mr. Lean and smiled. I got up and Jill and I collected our drinks before walking over to meet our 'fish'.As we approached, the four gentlemen got up to greet us. Jill introduced me to Iain, James, Steve and Bill. Iain was the one with the lean face. There weren't any extra chairs to be had so I suggested that Jill and I could borrow a lap from two of them. No one complained about that. I quickly scooted into Iain's lap as Jill planted herself on Steve."I hope I'm not hurting you," I said to Iain."Not at all," he said in a charming way.I knew that Jill and I had chosen well because these fellows were very nice and polite but looked as though they could show a lady a good time in bed.With my arm around Iain's neck, I made sure that the side of my breast was only inches from his eyes. I looked over at Jill who was squirming in Steve's lap trying to get comfortable. We chatted with the guys for a while and had a few drinks. While sitting on Iain's lap I detected some movement in his jeans. It seems that I was having the desired affect on him. I looked into his sexy blue eyes and he had that far away look. Looking at Bill I noticed the same look. Both Steve and James were concentrating on Jill. They looked to be as far gone as the other two hunks.To get things moving I reached down beside my thigh and began to rub the lump that was poking my bottom side. Iain shot me a wide-eyed look.I whispered, "Lets find a more private place."Iain wasted no time in suggested that we join them at his flat. The six of us arrived at Iain's apartment twenty minutes later. Our conversation continued where it had left off. Iain opened his bar and fixed us all a drink with Steve's help. Jill and I took the opportunity to sit in James and Bill's laps. I wanted to check out what Bill had between his legs. I was not disappointed.We chatted and drank for another hour. I couldn't hold back any longer so I gave Iain a very wet kiss. I had switched back to him after rubbing against Bill's lump for a while. I couldn't wait to have both of these cocks deep inside me. Iain returned my kiss and started to fondle my tits through the bustier. I was getting hotter by the minute. Between kisses I noticed that Jill and Steve were working each other over as well.I pushed away from Iain and got up. Iain had a nice stereo system and it was playing some good hard driving rock and roll. I began to strip to the music. Iain, James and Bill began to cheer me on. Jill broke away from Steve and joined me in the middle of the room. She watched for a moment before copying my moves. By then I had the leather straps untied on my bustier. I loosened it up and pull it open exposing my tits to the four men. I looked over at Jill and she had the top of her dress down around her waist.Jill and I continued to sway to the music. Slowly I pushed the bustier to the floor and began to tease the guys by working the zipper on my skirt. When they began to chant, "Take it off."I finally let it fall to the floor. Jill had timed hers with mine as her dress was also on the floor. I watched Jill tease the guys as she slowly removed her bra. We both then began to rub our pussies through our g-strings before slowly pushing them to the floor.We both danced in just our stockings and heels for a while. I asked, "Why are Jill and I the only naked people in this room?"The fellows were out of their clothes in no time. I gathered Bill and Iain around me and began to tease their nice big cocks with my tongue. It took only a minute or two to get them to there full length. Iain appeared to be the larger of the two with about 8 very thick inches. Bill was slightly shorter and thinner.After getting them hard Iain pulled me onto the sofa and began to use his tongue on my pussy. Bill moved to my head and fed me his cock. As Iain teased my clit I sucked Bill into my mouth savoring his male taste. The more Iain worked my little button the more I licked Bill's shaft. I was now moaning loudly around Bill's cock. The vibrations caused Bill to nearly climax as he pulled his cock from my mouth. At that moment I had a delicious orgasm and my cream began to drool from my pussy.Iain wasted no time and shoved his entire cock into my very gooey pussy.I cried out, "Oh God, give it to me."Iain did. Bill moved his cock back to my mouth and I sucked it in. The feelings in my body were overwhelming. I tried my best to give Bill a good suck but Iain took all of my attention at times. He was very skillful with his cock. It rubbed the walls of my pussy just right. In no more than five minutes I was coming again and screaming around Bill's cock.Bill evidently wanted what Iain had. He suggested that they switch places. What Bill lacked in size he made up with speed. He was like a blur as his body thrust into mine. The slapping sounds filled the room. Surprisingly, it only took two or three minutes of this rapid-fire pounding to produce another creamy orgasm in me.Meanwhile, Iain had been rubbing his cock all over my face and teasing my mouth with it. He rubbed other parts of my upper body with his cock as well. He teased my hard nipples with the head of his cock. He rubbed it against my neck and even the crook of my arm. When he got it near my mouth I managed to suck the head for a moment tasting my own juices mixed with his before he moved on to another part of my body.Iain said, "Baby, you have a beautiful body, so smooth and round. My cock loves your body. It loves your pussy and your mouth surely, but it loves your skin and your curves as well."I must admit that hearing these sexy words as Bill pounded me unmercifully were sending me into orbit. I wished that it could go on forever. It did for a while. It was a strange mixture of rough and soft. Bill was glistening with sweat as he pounded my body. Iain was calm and serene as his cock rubbed my skin.On my third orgasm Bill joined me with his first. He scalded me with cock cream deep in my womb. It prolonged my climax. When I came down from my sexual high Iain was building to his climax simply from his cock sliding across my chest. He wasn't pushing it along my breasts with his hands. Actually, his hands were on his hips as they thrust his cock slowly across my skin. I watched his face contort in the onset of orgasm. I glanced at his big cock as it rested on my tit. Suddenly Iain's cock twitched and then belched out a big strand of cum. Quickly I picked his cock up and pulled it into my mouth taking the rest of his ejaculate down my throat. He tasted wonderful and I wanted more.Iain, Bill and I paused to rest a moment and watch what the others were up to. Jill was being pounded at both ends as expected. She was on her hands and knees as Steve thrust into her pussy and James fed her his cock. She was moaning loudly around Steve's rather large shaft and breathing heavily. We watched her have two orgasms one by herself and one well timed with Steve and James as they dumped their loads into her body. They then joined us in our rest period.Iain made sure that we all had a drink as we paused to refresh. Afterward he sat down beside me and again praised my body. "Sarah," he said, "I've not met many women as sexy and beautiful as you are. Some are beautiful and some are sexy but you are both. You are like a playground for sex. Everything a man could want in a woman. You have a lovely body that knows very well what to do with a man's cock. You are awesome."With that little speech all I could think to do was reward this man with more of my body. I got up, pushed him down on the sofa and went down on his semi-hard cock. I wanted it inside me again and I was determined to do whatever was necessary to get it hard again.As I worked on Iain, my mind focused on what I wanted. I wanted Iain inside my pussy and I wanted another cock inside my ass. I pulled Iain's cock out of my mouth and asked, "Who wants to help Iain fuck me?"Jill jumped up and said, "I think its fantasy time."Steve was close by and he looked ready to fuck again. I grabbed his hand and said, "Will you fuck me Steve?""Sure, what's this fantasy thing?" he askedI grinned at him and said, "I want you to ass fuck me while Iain pussy fucks me.""It would be my pleasure," said Steve.Iain had regained his erection and was very ready to fuck my pussy again. I straddled him as he sat on the sofa and impaled my pussy on his big fat cock. We began to fuck each other in nice even strokes. I looked back at Steve and he was rubbing spit onto his cock for lubrication and preparing to enter my backdoor. My body was buzzing. I was about to fulfill my fantasy.Steve then spit on my ass and began to rub his saliva into my asshole. A moment or two later I felt his cock press against my opening. All the while Iain steadily fucked my pussy in smooth strokes. My pussy continued to drool its juices in response to Iain's expert care.Slowly Steve eased open my asshole with his cock. It hurt for a moment but that went away when his cock head pushed past my sphincter. Steve began slow strokes that matched Iain. God, I felt stuffed and it was better than I ever imagined. At that moment I knew that I was a DP slut. I was sure that I would never be satisfied with just one man again. The feelings were indescribable. It was like a burning that felt wonderful. A fullness that threatened to split me open but not doing so.I felt myself drifting into a sexual fog. My mind was focused only on the area between my legs. Occasionally, I would feel another part of my body being stimulated and guessed that it was Iain sucking on my nipples. I was amazed that I could be so focused on my pussy and ass and barely sense anything else. I don't recall hearing anything. My eyes were closed. I wasn't getting any taste sensations. It was all pussy and ass and the slabs of man meat filling them up.I later concluded that I had begun to orgasm with the first few thrusts of Steve's cock into my ass and never stopped. I could only tell that the men were fucking me harder and harder, faster and faster as time went by. Jill later told me that Iain and Steve had called me all sorts of nasty names like 'slut' and 'whore' but I don't remember. I was simply blown away. My mind had melted.I began to sense reality again as I felt Iain pushing me onto my back on the sofa. I could feel the sperm spilling out of my pussy and ass. I wondered if it would ever feel as good as that again. I spotted Jill and she simply said, "WOW!" I smiled and watched as she grabbed James and Bill and proceeded to get royally fucked. She wasn't ready for the DP treatment but the two men worked her pussy over for twenty minutes with their cocks while the rest of us took a break.It had been a great evening and I made the guys promise that we would do it again the following week. I didn't have to work on them too hard. After all, it isn't every day that a man meets a cock crazy girl like me.Jill and I were appropriately sore the next day but that would pass. I couldn't wait for my next DP session with the guys. I encouraged Jill to try it next time and she agreed that she would.During the week I got a call from Iain confirming that we were set for the weekend. I told him I couldn't wait. We made arrangements that the fellows would pick us up at Jill's flat. When the time finally arrived, Jill and I were ready. We were determined to look our slutty best for our men, more slutty than the first time if possible.Jill and I both wore the same latex mini-dress. I was in blue and Jill had on red. The top of the dress was halter style showing off a generous amount of cleavage. The hem of the dress just barely covered our black seemed stocking tops. We finished off the look with five-inch heels.Jill and I decided to leave off the g-strings this time. They'd just get in the way of the guys playing with our pussies. I wanted to be fully accessible and I wanted it plain to the casual observer that I was dressed to be fucked. If I could have gotten away with being naked I would have gone that way.As we waited for the guys all I could think about was sex and lots of it. I could feel my pussy and asshole twinge in expectation of being penetrated by nice thick cocks. My mouth and pussy were wet. My nipples were rock hard as evident by the bumps in the material of my dress. The rest of my body was merely along for the ride providing the needed life support for my erogenous zones. I felt like one big fuck hole and I needed to be stuffed. I know it doesn't sound very lady like but I was molten hot for a fuck. I just hoped that I could hold out until later in the evening when I fully expected the guys to put me out of my misery.We heard a knock at the door and Jill answered it. The guys were a sight for sore eyes. We pulled all four into the room. I giggled at their reaction to our hot outfits. We almost had to nudge their chins to get their mouths closed. I simply couldn't wait so I dropped to the floor and started working on Bill's zipper. I fished his cock out then turned to James' zipper. I immediately stuff my mouth with cock, both of them. Soon I had established a switch suck rhythm. I caught Jill in the corner of my eye doing the same. We worked those guys over with wild abandon until each of them rewarded us with a mouthful of delicious creamy sperm. When the last load hit my throat I had an orgasm. Of course, my hand had been busy on my clit as I sucked off the guys.One problem with not wearing knickers is the leakage. I sat on the floor, rotated my pussy into the air and ask for volunteers to lap up my cream. Bill came to my rescue. I looked over at Jill and giggled as Iain mopped her up. Bill and Iain did such a good job that Jill and I came again. James and Steve had to then clean up our new mess. I began to wonder if we'd ever get away for dinner.With great will power we all made ourselves presentable and headed out on the town. The evening was wonderful but I was thinking ahead to the party still to come. I couldn't wait to be double stuffed again. While having drinks at the club, an unexpected bonus arrived in the form of two more men, Mike and Rick. Both were friends of our four studs. Jill and I had no problem added them to our harem of men.Iain said, "Mike and Rick, I want you to meet Jill and Sarah. Now, aren't these beautiful ladies?"Mike and Rick nodded with a big grin.Iain continued, "I haven't had the pleasure of getting to know Jill as well as I know Sarah but I'm sure she will be equally satisfying. I know that Sarah is a private playground for sex. That's my nickname for her, 'Playground'. There isn't a square inch on her that isn't heaven for a man's cock."I thanked Iain for his complement and agreed that Jill would be equally accommodating to a man's cock.Iain asked me to tell the guys what I liked and I told them I loved to be double penetrated."Nasty Girl," said Mike with anticipation in his eyes.I assured him that with the reinforcements that Mike and Rick brought to the men that a triple penetration was the goal for the evening.Jill and I spent time in each of our guy's laps making sure their pumps were primed for later. We encouraged their gropes and we did a little groping ourselves. My pussy continued to drool in anticipation. I know that I had to be dripping onto the floor most of the evening.Soon my torture was over and all eight of us were back a Jill's place. I pulled Jill aside and we decided that we would continue the torture for just a bit longer. After serving the guys a drink we put on some sexy dancing music and began a seductive strip tease to get the guys even hotter.We only had one item to remove so this wouldn't take long. First, I pulled the halter strap over my head and slowly bare my aching tits. I couldn't wait to have them sucked into a mouth. As I looked around the room I noticed Jill's coffee table and got an idea.The table was made of wood and was rustic in style, the four supporting legs extended above the table. In my lust soaked mind they looked like cocks sticking up and begging for my pussy. I inched my skirt up my thighs to my waist exposing my puffy wet pussy. Slowly I ambled over to the table and right in front of Iain, Mike and Rick sat down on the corner leg and impaled myself.Jill said, "Look at Sarah, I can't believe what she's doing." She proceeded to lose her dress and do a little cock sucking while I put on my show.I let out a loud moan as I squirmed around on the table leg. My breathing was heavy and soon I was panting as I stimulated myself on the makeshift cock. I looked each of the guys in the eyes and whimpered, "I really need to be fucked by a real cock."With that Iain pulled me onto the sofa and soon I felt six hands stoking my body. I begged them to triple fuck me. Iain laid down on the sofa and pulled me on top of his cock. I was so slimy that he plopped in with ease. He fucked me for a minute and gave me a strong orgasm. My passions had been so pinned up that I just exploded soon after he entered me.Iain pulled out for a moment and let Mike slide his cock in my pussy. Soon his cock had been coated with my slime and he was ready to fuck my ass. As an added help he rubbed some of my cream into my asshole. Iain stuffed himself back in my pussy. I looked back as Mike positioned himself to take my ass. I just love this part. The anticipation of that cock spearing my ass and taking its place next to the other cock inside my body. Mike teased my asshole for a while driving me crazy. I knew that we were both well lubricated. I had stuff my asshole with lube in preparation while getting ready. Mike had seen to the opening and his cock was gooey from my pussy. I just wanted him to ram in home and finally he did. I nearly passed out with pleasure. The delicious burning of being stretched so much.A quick look at Jill confirmed that she was being nicely attended to. At the same time Mike and Iain began the assault of the pussy and ass. They were rough and I loved it. They continuously called me 'slut' and 'cock-whore' and I would have agreed with them if Rick hadn't stuffed his cock into my mouth. The guys began to chant, "TP! TP! TP!" over and over. I was in slut heaven. My orgasms would build and I would explode only to start again building to another. I lost count of how many. My pussy and asshole were a red swollen mass of flesh coated with what seemed like endless supplies of my pussy cream.Three cocks inside my body. The only thing sluttier would be if cameras were recording the action to show the whole world. Then everyone would know what an obsessed cock-loving slut looks like. I wished that it were so.The three guys fucked me hard for a long time. They rotated from ass to mouth, mouth to pussy and pussy to ass. I loved every minute of it. When they had all fucked each of my holes they started to let the other guys in while Iain, Mike and Rick turned their attention to Jill. Soon Bill, Steve and James had done each of my holes. I wanted each of them to give me a load.First, James blew his load into my mouth. It was a generous load and he pulled out of my mouth half way through and spermed my face. That pushed me into another orgasm and I felt so nasty.Next, Bill filled my ass to overflowing. I cleaned up his cock and got him ready for some more fucking.Finally, Steve filled my pussy temporarily dousing the flames in my pussy. I was instantly ready for more. I felt like I wanted to fuck and fuck until I died. The fellows, however, needed a break. Luckily, Iain, Mike and Rick were fresh after a rest. They had recently pounded Jill into a quivering heap. I was amazed at how red her pussy was. As Jill rested her pussy continued to pulse out a combination of juices from her pussy and the guys deeply injected sperm. I asked her if she had been TP'ed yet and she moan, "Not yet." Jill was curious about how it would feel but still a little apprehensive.My fresh studs began another session of TP. Again I was thrown into cycling orgasms. They fucked me for ten minutes without a pause. Again, they called me all the names that I loved. They also made plans to triple blast me. I wasn't sure what that meant put I was game for anything. At the end of the ten minutes I could hear them chanting a countdown. When they reach zero, all hell broke loose and I was flooded in all three of my openings. The pressure was intense as each area competed for my brain's attention. In the end I was simply overwhelmed.After a while the guys extracted themselves from me and I slumped to the sofa, cum pouring out of every end of me. I was exhausted from all the orgasms and yet I felt like I could go another round. I just needed a rest. After a few moments I opened my eyes and watched as Jill was finally getting TP'ed. She was groaning and moaning and shaking as her body was pounded. It was a beautiful sight. I felt glad that she was experiencing the same feelings that I had and I was glad to be able to watch her get worked over. I wondered if I had looked like she did at that moment. Her body was tensed and yet it seemed to fluidly move as it sought to accommodate the three big cocks buried inside her. She appeared to be having a continuous orgasm.Once the guys finished dumping their loads inside Jill we all took time out to rest. Sex can be an exhausting activity but we weren't done yet. After our rest and before the guys left, Jill and I collected them around us and gave them a farewell blowjob.When the last strands of cum had been shot in our mouths or on our faces I leaned over to Jill and gave her a big cum filled kiss. We enjoyed the kiss for a long time before licking each other's face clean. After that task had been completed I crawled between her legs and began to eat the juices from her pussy. Jill leaned over on top of me and did likewise to me. Jill and I ate each other for several minutes and even got each other off once. I didn't think I had an orgasm left in me but our first sex with each other touched me off. Jill enjoyed it as well.They guys loved the show but they were worn out as well, cumming several times during the evening. I told them I wanted to see them again.Iain said, "We'll always come back to our favorite 'Playground'."So what do you think Mr. Warthog? Do I qualify to be a Gang Bang Virgin?Love, Sarah**Well Sarah, I think you most certainly do. Wouldn't you all agree with me? The Warthog |
breakingthemin.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/75/breakingthemin.txt | The bi-sexual coach of the junior high cheerleaders provided most of the talent for both our "Cherry Picking" and "Tryout" series of short tapes. Someday I planned to edit together all our tape of first penetrations and we would have an hour and a half of screaming, humping and bleeding. She sent us nubile young girls eager for a screen test and we did the rest. If they were virgins, as most of the barely thirteen, if that - they starred in what the boys called an oil show since it was usually three on one and used lots of KY. If the pretty little things had already been popped, then we gave them what we usually called a thirty-minute test."I've got two for you this week, both cherry," Sandra said when I answered the phone. "Those sixth graders are getting bigger all the time, good boobs on both these unused cunts.""OK," I said, "you want one of each?""Sure, send me a nice lean stud and a big-titted blonde. I haven't had a good threesome in quite a while.""You got it, honey, but be nice, no rough stuff.""You know me," she said. "They'll be there right after school."I got the rooms and the cameras set, made sure I had two teams ready and then we sat back and chatted until the junior high girls appeared, ready for action, eager for a screen test, hoping to get a TV contract after starring on the Internet.I sent young Julie, an 8th grader who still looked quite child-like, off to room one with three junior studs after giving her a shot to calm her down and loosen her up. She squealed and blinked out a single tear, but she was ready and quickly signed the releases. She was a pretty little thing, barely nubile, but eager to please. On her form she claimed to be 34-22-34 but I doubted it.The other girl was the gem, a well-developed charmer who had probably been winning prizes for her beauty since she could stand up straight. She came dressed for the occasion as slut of the week and gave us a million dollar smile as she bared her rounded buttocks for the needle, leaning forward to display her surprising cleavage and plump little peach. My three seniors were just about drooling when they led her off to room three, her round jugs bouncing. I swear she skipped a couple of steps, she was so eager.By the time I leaned back and clicked on my monitors, the boys in One has already stripped Julie and had her up on the table, her feet in the stirrups and her head hanging back off the padded end. The drugs were working, but she was still asking questions when Phil stepped between her lean legs, positioned his slim rod and deflowered her with a wide smile on his handsome face and his hands filled with her small breasts. She screeched and leapt, straining the straps, mouth wide open. By the time he was finished, she had not come, but she looked shocked, like a person waiting for the dentist's drill. Ralph supplied it by spreading her legs even wider, cranking her knees back a bit and ramming his thicker cock up into her. She grunted and wheezed as he enjoyed her and produced a shuddering vaginal orgasm after five minutes or so of intensive pile-driving. I thought she was going to faint, and if she had seen what Joe had for she might have. Phil then occupied her mouth.I turned my attention to the other screen after Ralph pulled his dripping cock from the bleeding young girl and found my seniors standing around and being entertained by young Tiffany's slow-motion strip. She had shed her shoes and her frilly cropped top and was fussing with her demi-bra clasp, looking down between her lush boobs, when Joe snatched her leather skirt and spun her round, ripping off her thong panties and tossing her toward Mike who quickly sat on one of the armless chairs with his rigid cock in his hand. He pulled the squealing youngster to him by the buttocks and shredded her hymen before she could catch her breath, her hands still fussing with her bra catch, its slim straps hanging off her shoulders. She howled and tried to escape, leaning back until her hair brushed the floor. Joe then stepped up, yanked her upright, turned her head to the side and filled her mouth with his prong while Sammy made use of the lovely ass Mike held up for him to enter, his cock well-greased. In three seconds the lovely young girl had all three cherries taken, if they were there to take, and I was sure it would be fifteen or twenty minutes before the boys started trading positions, since they seemed to be getting into a three-part harmony and the writhing girl was starting to cooperate. Air tight, they called it. My boys were so well trained and sensitive of how things looked, that they left the lacy bra draped on the voluptuous young girl but pawed her boobs constantly.I slipped a thickly ridged Trojan on my hard prick and wandered over the Room One where Julie had her third young male deep in her cunt and her head leaned back to give what was probably her first deep blowjob with a set of balls around her nose. I did not know whether or not she had climaxed."How's it going?" I asked the boys and got three smiles as they noted I had come ready for action, my ten-incher sheathed and prepared."You want her ass, Coach?" Joe asked, his huge rod buried in her tiny pussy, moving in and out like a Dodge hemi on the starting line of a quarter-mile strip, drawing her lips back with it. "It's still cherry."Mike handed me the K-Y and Ralph cranked her buttocks off the bed, Joe withdrew and the girl sobbed. I thumbed her asshole and then ripped it open, thrusting six, then seven, then eight and then all of it. The girl screeched despite being thoroughly drugged as I sank my thick rod into her rectum, keeping my face turned away from the camera.I shook her young frame when I started fucking her, but she quickly adjusted and was soon smiling through her tears and bouncing up and down, her young breasts shaking back and forth in time with my efforts. After I eased out of her, the boys got her into position to treble-team with Ralph on the bottom, Joe in her pussy and Mike in her mouth. I picked up a close-up camera and did some work before I left that room where the girl was being initiated fully and just starting to enjoy it.In the other room Tiffany, the young blonde beauty, was looking a bit harried as she was the meat in a sex sandwich two of my bigger young men had constructed by getting her legs above one boy's hips and then having the other penetrate her ass while mauling her boobs. Her tiny bra now hung about her slim waist."I need a good sucking," I said, and Joe yanked his prong out of her butt and then pushed her head down so I could slide my slimy prick into her throat while Sammy continued to hammer her cunt with the girl arched between us, her head upside down and hair hanging toward the floor, eyes wide and flicking from side to side. I got it pretty far down her throat before she gagged.I had to smack her a couple of times to get her to suck but then she did a decent job while I mauled her large, round young tits, rubbing her nipples with my thumbs until they stood up fully hard. At four on the dot, we finished in both rooms and the boys went home after showering. I sat in my office with the two freshly fucked youngsters, waiting to make sure the drugs wore off, and they could speak coherently and get home OK.Tiffany, naked still, stroked her abused vulva with two fingers in among her yellow curls, her fancy bra still about her middle, and Julie just leaned back with her eyes closed. I got some Jolt into both of them and then helped Tiffany dress, pawing her fine boobs in the process, her nipples still hard and extended. Julie already had her clothes on since the boys had dressed her before they left."You all right?" I asked them, when Julie opened her eyes and shook her head. She nodded and gave me a small smile. "Did you do my butt?" she asked,"Yep," I told her. "I enjoyed it too.""Thanks," she said. "I'll never be afraid of what some boy can do to me.""Can I see the tapes?" asked Tiffany, giving me a practiced smile that likely got her everything she asked for since she was two. She slid on her skin-tight white shorts and pulled them up to make sure she displayed her puffy slit, leaving her top button undone."Sorry," I said, "you're too young.""When I get to high school?" she asked, wiggling precociously."Yep," I said, "you come see me.""I'm going to be a cheerleader," she said proudly, licking her lips and adjusting her tiny bra that barely covered the underside of her big boobs, giving them a needless lift. She shrugged up her rounded straps and then cupped and lifted her jugs."What size is that, honey?" I asked her, noticing that Julie was watching."32 C," she said, "but I've about outgrown it." She hefted both again and smiled at me. Her nipples looked like cherries and her big boobs barely bounced when she released them."Do either of you need a ride? It's nearly 4:30." Real jug's on such a young girl, my mind said to me, never saw that when I was a kid."I walk," said Julie."That would be nice," Tiffany said. Pulling her flimsy top over her ringlets and curls and wiggling it down over her high mams, noticing that I was watching. I collected the tapes, locked the office, sure I had pictures and sound that would make me thousands once I had time edit them.Tiffany buckled in, drawing the seat belt tightly between her high nipples, and gave me directions and a smile. I pulled up in front of her house in ten minutes. "Want to come in?" she asked, licking her lips rather salaciously for a 12-year-old, her hand on my thigh. "Nobody's home.""How long would we have?" I asked, my hand on her bare leg."About an hour. Mom gets here around six and my father's not home before seven, when he comes home at all."Once inside, she kissed me hard in the kitchen and ground her fine body against mine while I kneaded her butt."Are you on the pill?" I asked, pulling her top over her head and tossing it aside.She shook her head as I turned her around and got her braced against the counter while she stripped off her shorts and kicked them away. I pulled her thong aside and drove my big, rigid cock up into her hot and dripping young pussy, fucking her bare back. The girl squealed and came up on her toes. She was wonderfully tight and quivering steadily, rippling and moving her hips to and fro and exhaling loudly every time I thrust it up into her. I rammed deeper and harder into velvet tightness, holding her lean hips. She whimpered and her feet came right off the floor and hooked behind my knees. I reached around and grabbed her gorgeous breasts after ripping off her bra, pulled her to me and gave her a full fifteen minutes of high grade fucking, changing speeds and angles several times and enjoying both the feel and the sound of her passion as I banged her mercilessly, and she slowly sank toward the floor, gasping for breath, her legs rising behind me until she was nearly in the wheelbarrow position. I have no idea how many orgasms she produced, but she ended on the floor on all fours with my cock ripping her clutching canal all the way to the cervix and the tiles splotchy with various fluids. When I felt my balls churning, I yanked my throbbing ram out of her sucking hole, flipped her over and slipped it between her parted lips. Her eyes got very big when I came and semen dripped out of the corners of her mouth and down her chin where she caught it with her fingers and then sucked it off with a smile, licking her lips.I glanced at the clock, picked her up, tossed her over my shoulder, gathered up her clothes and carried her up the stairs, into the room she pointed out and then tossed her on the bed and stripped bare while she wiggled off her soaked thong. She begged me not to, when she saw the size and condition of my upright cock and then screamed when I spread her long legs and raped her on her back, but eventually she wrapped her legs about me, and we bounced and bucked for another fifteen minutes before I had to lay my cock between her breasts and come all over the chest and neck while she shivered with pleasure and lust. I left her there moaning, clad in only her new gym shoes.I met her mother out in the driveway and we exchanged pleasantries and names with a handshake. She was a fine looking woman, expensively and sexily dressed with a tiny mini skirt and silk blouse. I suggested that she get her child on the pill and she smiled and nodded. "Someday," she said, "when you're not busy, stop by and we'll talk about Tiffany.""Tomorrow, maybe 11AM," I suggested.""Sounds good, I'll be waiting."I watched her ass move toward the house and then went home and started working on the deflowering tapes. By midnight, I had two tremendous 15-minute video segments for our pay Internet operation where we would get a dollar a minute and the perverts would get their money's worth. I uploaded them and went to bed.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 75 |
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diary.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/66/diary.txt | Dear Diary,The Nu Delta Phi fraternity had a big luau out at a park yesterday, and they invited us (my sorority) as THE sorority that got to go. It was pretty cool; they had a barbecue, softball games, booze, and a big, long sheet of plastic to use as a waterslide. Oh, boy, the waterslide sure got me into some trouble.Now I have to admit that I wore a bikini because I wanted to show off my breasts. When you look like me (I'm fairly thin and I wear a D-cup bra, after all), and you get a chance to parade around in front of a bunch of cute guys, you do it. I don't really think that's so wrong. If you've got it, flaunt it, right? So I was hoping, I'll admit, that I would get stared at a little. (In fact, the bikini top I wore is closer to size C than D, which makes it pretty revealing.)So why am I bothering to make this confession? Because I was a victim of my own vanity. I didn't know about the slip-and-slide waterslide, or I wouldn't have worn a bikini. Then again, I shouldn't have tried to go on it at all.But there I was, with a couple glasses of punch in me, and I was just buzzed enough so I didn't think about it. I just got in line, and when my turn came, I ran, jumped, and slid. What fun.When I got up at the end of the slide, I didn't realize anything was amiss. I started walking somewhere before I noticed all these people staring and pointing and stuff. I still didn't get it -- it took me a second to look down and see I didn't have a top on anymore.Well, no one came to my rescue! You can't do a lot to help yourself when your arms are busy covering your chest. I was thinking, "Well, I came to show off, but not this much!" Then this guy Craig whom I'd met a couple times finally came over with his jersey. By this time, I was so grateful, I made sure he "accidentally" got a look at my boobs while I put his jersey on.We started talking (after some of my friends came over to say stuff like "Ohmygod, Kelly"), and eventually, Craig and I took a walk. It's a big park, and we didn't have too much trouble getting out of sight of the crowd. That's good, since this guy was cute, and I wanted to kiss him. It must have been mutual, because we leaned up against a tree and started making out. I felt good and turned on, but I wasn't about to do anything with this guy in the middle of a park. He started to rub my boobs while we kissed, and I let him for a little while before I stopped him. I said "It feels good, but I don't want to get caught." He understood.That led to him asking me how he might get his jersey back (I never found my bikini top!). He implied we might get together and do something that night, too. I had to tell him I was babysitting. But, I said, if he wanted to, he could come over and hang out with me. "It not be as exciting as going out and partying," I told him, "so I'll understand if you don't want to.""Don't be ridiculous," he said. "I'm sure it'll be fun." He was a little relieved to hear I was babysitting an infant, not some nosy toddler. Marie, the sorority alum I was sitting for, wouldn't care if I had a guy over, but you wouldn't want to be making out in front of a four-year-old.Later, when I got to Marie's house to babysit, I even mentioned what had happened and how this guy was coming over. (She wondered why I was wearing a bikini bottom and a jersey, even though I'd been home to change.) Marie thought the little story was cute. She was even concerned that my boobs were okay after jumping on a slide like that. "Larger breasts are sensitive to blows like that," she said like a worried mother. "You should be careful about jumps like that, especially since you're active with your breasts." Marie was trying to sound adult. But she's actually pretty cool.Marie and Don left for the show, and at about 8 o'clock, Craig showed up. After thinking about it, I had decided to tell him that the baby was fussing, and that I'd have to hold her for a while. We sat and watched TV, and I waited. (We didn't try to kiss with the baby there in my arms; I think it turned him off.)After a while, it happened like I knew it would: the baby got hungry and started whining. "Sounds like a 'hungry' cry to me," I told Craig."Should I go get the bottle, or something?" he offered."Not necessary," I said. I laid the baby on my lap.I can't imagine what was going on Craig's mind during the next few moments. First I pulled the jersey up to my neck. Then I undid a hook on my left bra cup, and it came open. I paused for a second to watch my nipple wrinkle and then swell to the thickness of a pinky-finger in the cool air. Then I brought the baby up to me. I pinched my breast a bit and tickled her mouth with the nipple until she opened up and started sucking. Her lips felt wet and tingly on my breast. I let my breast go as I watched her mouth suck in almost all of my areola.Finally, I looked back up at Craig and smiled. I'd only done this in front of one other guy before, so I had no idea what he would do.He seemed awkwardly thoughtful. "So, um, I take it you're, uh, practicing for the future?""No," I said smiled matter-of-factly. "I'm feeding her.""You're breastfeeding her?!""Yup," I grinned slightly."You haven't had a baby or anything...?"I said no, and told him that any girl can make milk in her breasts once she starts puberty. You have to try hard, and it takes a while to get a lot of milk, but you can do it, I said. Craig was amazed to hear I'd been doing this since I was 15, and I had to explain to him about Mom having twins and not having enough milk for both of them, and how she started me nursing them too. I told him about Mom babysitting toddlers and how I'd help nurse them as well. "I just pull off my top and take one kid at each boob, and between me and Mom, we've got the whole batch taken care of," I smiled.By this time, the baby was asleep. So I got up and put her in the nursery. I was feeling brave, having just nursed in front of Craig, so while I was still in the nursery, I took off the jersey, and took off my nursing bra too. I walked back into the room bare-chested and quietly said, "Here's your jersey back, Craig.""Oh," he grinned. "I was wondering how I was going to get that back, since you were wearing it and all.""Well," I said, walking over and dropping the jersey next to him, "are you feeling hungry?" Nervously, I stuck my chest out a little.Craig was nervous, too. But definitely interested. "Oh," he whispered. "Yeah, I guess I am."Without another word, I settled next to him and guided his mouth to my right breast. With a little coaching, he learned to suck the right way, and I felt my milk flowing into his mouth. I was so aroused that I almost came right there. His tongue did a numbingly pleasurable dance on my areola as he sucked.After a few minutes of this, I pulled Craig's chin up with a finger."Hey," I whispered, "I have something else you might like to taste."I slid my hands down to my bikini bottom and pulled it down and off.I spread my legs for him.Craig opened my slit and ran the length of my pussy with his tongue, sending shivers through me, before settling down on my clit. I could feel him tease and prod it, but soon the sensation became the blur it always does before I start coming. My first orgasm came with little warning: it felt like it was going to be this little burst, and then it swept through me with sudden power. Craig picked that moment to suck on my clit for a bit, and so my first orgasm was followed almost immediately by a second one.By the time I came for the third time, I could feel myself start to moan, maybe even loudly (Craig says it was). "Oh, pull your pants off," I whined as I sat up. His pants were off in a jiffy, and I practically threw him on the floor. I jumped on top of him, grabbed his dick, and guided it into my vagina. His was pretty big -- bigger than average -- so I was sort of surprised when I found I was able to take the whole salami.Good thing: almost involuntarily, my hips began pounding hard onto his. I fucked him harder than I've ever fucked anybody, I was so turned on. Pretty soon, my body was producing orgasms again -- two or three more happened before I knew. They were getting longer and longer, and I knew a "deep" orgasm might be on its way.So I rolled onto my back and let him take over. Craig seemed anxious to show off, and thrust into me faster than ever. Geez, he's long-winded; he never seemed to come close to pre-mature orgasm.I was a different story: I was coming practically out of reflex by this point. I didn't seem to have any control. That's what always happens before I have deep orgasms, and I had one about then.They always start differently, sort of a low "rumble" from between my legs. I got nervous, as if I was about to take off in a roller coaster. (I once passed out during a deep orgasm.) Just as this one was starting to grow, Craig saw fit to lean down and suck my breast. As I felt milk passing from me into Craig's mouth, the orgasm caught fire. I lost all sense of time and space, so intense was the pleasure.Craig says I was screaming. And, he says, my eyes were shut and my mouth was open for two, maybe three minutes. It's amazing I didn't pass out from delirium.After I came down, Craig slowed down his thrusting a little. He was fondling my hair, and saying "You're beautiful" (blush) and "You feel wonderful inside" (little does he know). We kissed a little. I was almost exhausted. And I wanted him to come.So I pulled the trick I always do to make a guy come: I started moaning and whining and saying stuff to him."Ooo-fuck-my-pussy..." I repeated anxiously to the rhythm of his thrusting.Then I sped up slightly, hoping he'd keep up. He did.Soon, he was pounding away, and I got into freeform chatter."Gawd, I love your dick," I told him. "Oh, I love you inside me." (Pause for an orgasm.) "Oh, I've never come so hard. I love your dick in my cunt."It was all intentional, but it was genuine. My hands were caressing my boobs, stroking the nipples lightly as traces of milk leaked out.About 20-seconds into the orgasm I was having, Craig announced he was going to cum soon. I felt the hot wetness of his load inside me and our orgasms rose and subsided together.*As we lay there, he told me he'd never been with a girl like me (I'll bet). And he asked me out -- still a little shy.And after all that, he forgot his jersey again. I slept in it. And if he wants it back, he's just going to have to come and get it. END |
mexicanbitch.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/42/mexicanbitch.txt | It was a long drive. John and Madeline was traveling to visit Tom and his new wife Jan in New Mexico. Neither had ever met Maria and John and Ted was good buddies from college. When the invitation came, John had jumped at the chance where Madeline was going only because she had to.They drove up to a two story house out in the middle of the woods as John got out and knocked on the door. Madeline could see a man open the door from the car and then John waving at her to come on. Reluctantly, she got out and made her way up.Tom was about the same height as John but slightly thinner she noticed as she got there. They exchanged greetings as Tom led them inside. Maria was sitting at a chair as they entered the room watching something on TV. She immediately go up and shook John hand and gave him a peck on the cheek. Madeline noticed that she was really looking him up and down and that peck was longer than she thought it should be but didnt say anything as Maria finally let him loose and came over and shook her hand quickly and told them to have a seat.Madeline and John told a seat on the couch facing the couple as Madeline noticed that Maria was about half the age of Tom and quite beautiful. She was Mexican and dark skinned with a body that man drool of. She was quite jealous of her figure as she herself was much taller with larger hips and stomach. She had tried diets to regain her youth but it seem age was going to take it toll despite what she would do.Quickly the guys started to talk about their good ode days in college as Madeline just sat there impatience. Maria was constantly asking them questions and seem to be ignoring her. That was fine with Madeline till Maria got up and made her way over taking a seat on the other side of John that made her uneasy. She tried to ignore it, but she couldnt help noticing her constantly tapping his thigh with her hand and moving closer and closer. Finally, she decided enough was enough and it was time to break it up."We are really tired after that long trip. I think we should all go to bed and continue this tomorrow," She told them giving John a tug that meant he was to followed."Of course," Maria piped up. "The guest room is already prepared for you. Just go up the stairs and you find it at the end of the hall. The door is green. Good night sugar."Madeline noticed she gave John a peck on his face as she said it. Bitch, she thought. And to think, they were going to have to be here a week. Better keep an eye on her.John quickly thanked them for having them here as him and Madeline got up and made their way up the stairs. Madeline remained quiet for the duration till they were inside."Bet you enjoyed having that bitch rubbing and pecking on you," she yelled at John. Her temple was flying."She was just being nice, despite someone else who didnt want to talk to anyone," John replied back irritated at his wife tone of voice. "Im turning in. You can drool on it all night if you want."Madeline hated it when John ignored her like that but knew it wouldnt do much good to keep talking to him tonight. She went in and showered returned to bed and finding him already asleep."Bastard," she said mostly to herself getting in and pulling the covers up.They had both slept for over three hours when Madeline heard noises coming from down the hall. It sounded like someone was in pain and needed help. She looked at John still asleep and decided shell just have to go check it out herself. She put on her robe and made her way out the door down the hall to the other side. The door was cracked so she decided to take a peak.She was astonished to see Tom naked body tied up in the middle of the room on the floor. His hands were tied to his feet with rope and his large ass was sticking out in back towards her. Madeline noticed that a large vibrator was shoved in his asshole and turned on. Red welts were all over his buttocks. Cord was tried around his balls as they were turning blue. He was just laying there moaning in agony. At least she thought so.Then she saw a shadow slightly to the side and then Maria stepped over to him. She was stunning in a black garter belt and a corset that exposed her perk boobs. Madeline early view of her figure in clothes was nothing to how great it was without them."If you dont hush your mouth, Im going to shove a bigger plug in there," she yelled at him. "Next time you invite people over without my permission, its going to be a lot worse. Maybe Ill fuck your friend while youll have to watch with your ass plugged as usual. Maybe that tight big ass wife of his."She brought the paddle down hard on his ass cheek as he jerked in agony.Madeline was stunned at Maria tone of voice and irritated at the words she had called her. She normally would have stormed out and got John and told him they were leaving, but she couldnt help watching and getting wet between her legs.Slap, slap."You hear me wimp?" Maria yelled. "Now get your crawling ass over to the bed and get really to lick me. Move it you gringo piece of shit."Madeline watched as Tom tried to crawl on his face and knees over to the bed as Maria kept swatting his ass with the paddle. When they were out of sight, she quickly made her way back down the hall to their room and jumped in the bed.She was horny as hell as she reached down between her thighs and started running her hand up and down her clit. Perverts, she thought. Well leaving tomorrow. Oh, that feels so good. She came with little trouble twice and drifted off to sleep.Madeline woke the next morning to find John had already left. It was after 10 am. She couldnt believe she had slept that long. Quickly, she got up and took a shower and found some shorts and top to put on for the day. The images of last night was still in her mind and she knew she better find John soon and make plans to leave before that Mexican bitch decides to get a piece of his cock. That cock was hers.She made her way down the stairs and wandered through the house to see if anyone was there. In the kitchen, she found Tom standing by the sink fully clothes."Where John," she asked trying to avoid staring at him after what she had witness that night."Maria went to show him the stables. Have a seat. Breakfast is done and youll enjoy mine." Tom said glancing at her.Madeline wanted to run out immediately and get John before that Mexican bitch got her hooks in him, but didnt want Tom to know what she had witness. She slowly took a seat at the table as Tom made a plate of eggs and bacon and brought it over."Here," he said, "best breakfast in miles."While Tom brought over some biscuits, spuds, and orange juice; Madeline couldnt help but glance down at his crotch area knowing how much pain he must be feeling this morning in the tight jeans he had on. She readily took the food and started to eat trying to get the thought out of her mind.When finished, she got up and told Tom she was going out to see where they were."Dont worry," Tom replied. "Im sure they went horse riding or something. Come on let me show you the rest of the house."Madeline knew she should run out and get John but didnt want to hurt their feelings. She just wanted out of here."Okay," she lied. "I be glad too."She followed Tom through a tour of the house noticing he seemed to be walking funny. As he bent over, she could see a bulge in his pants where his asshole was and knew he must still have a butt plug inside. She got wet at the thought but didnt want him to know it as she trolled along in back. They toured the whole house and it was close to 3 pm when they hear the door in back opened. Madeline quickly made her way through the kitchen to find John. She found them there with Maria giving him a peck on the cheek again. They both turned in surprise at her as she entered and stood looking at them."Your husband sure knows how to ride," Maria said passing by smiling at her.Madeline was pissed. Sure he does, she thought. Probably was riding that Mexican bitch all morning. "John, I want to leave now," she said staring at him and noting the glow on his face."No way," John replied. "We just got here and Im having the time of my life. Tell you what, if you feel that way tomorrow well discuss it again. I got to go find Tom. He was going to show me something today."Madeline watched him walked by more pissed than ever. Probably hoping to put his pole up the bitch, she thought. She made her way back to the living area to find Maria changing clothes inside right out in public."Did John come through here," she asked pissed at Maria for displaying herself in case he did. "No sugar," Maria responded pulling her panties and shorts up. "You jealous or something."Of course Madeline was jealous but she wasnt going to let the bitch know it."No why should I?" She asked taking a seat. "Where I come from we just dont go around getting undressed in public." She glanced at Maria marvelous size tits dangling."You dont have to worry about things like that here," Maria replied throwing her t-shirt over her head and lowering it down. "Women here know how to control their men."Yeah, they shove a plug up their asses, Madeline thought to herself. Damn, she did have a great body. She was even getting wet looking at it.Madeline heard the door open and turned expecting John and Tom. A Mexican woman in her late forties strolled inside."Hi mom," Maria said turning to her. "Youll find what youre looking for in the basement." "Enjoy."The older woman stared at Madeline for a moment smiling and then made her way out the room."Dont worry about Mom," Maria said looking at Madeline. "She doesnt care much for gringos like you. Ill fix us a drink."Madeline watched Maria hips shift from side to side as she left. She knew men couldnt resist an ass like that. Some women too. She felt her cunt moisten at the thought as her mind pondered it till Maria returned. She accepted the drink and started sipping on it. It really was good."Hope you like it," Maria was saying. "Made it especially for you."The drink was delicious and Madeline was tired. She laid back in the chair and started to finish the drink off. Her head was starting to get light as she felt a little Looney. Maria was saying something across the room. What was it?Slave bitch. SlaveShe passed out.Madeline head was spinning as she started to come to. Her arms and legs felt like they were being pulled apart and she felt a breeze between her legs. She opened her eyes to see the ceiling above and her ankles and hands wrapped around a hook coming down from it. She was totally naked. Panicking, she cried out for help.Ah, I see my white bitch has just woken up. She was even having a wet dream from what I see.Madeline quickly glanced to the side to see Maria standing by a table looking at her. The walls were covered with whips, chains, and many other things she could only imagine thinking of. She tried to move but just swayed suspended in air."Get me down now. You Mexican bitch." She yelled out frustrated and mad.Maria was smiling at her."Dont worry sugar. When Im done with you, you will be begging to be my Mexican bitch." She yelled out at her from afar."You wait till I get down." Madeline yelled. "Ill show you a thing or two before they send you to jail.""Naughty bitch," Maria replied smiling. "Guess Ill have to show the proper way to speak to your new mistress."Madeline watched as she grabbed a small whip off the wall with about 6 straps attached and started walking over."You better not touch me with that," Madeline yelled. "John, John." "Dont worry sugar, John is probably licking mothers big hairy butt by now. It was so easy to fuck and control him this morning. He begged to be my slave like my wimp husband." Maria explained. "I enjoy owning his cock from now on and plan to own your cunt. Maybe, Ill let you watch me fuck it some time."Madeline started to yell something as the strap landing squarely across her ass cheeks. She yell out in pain. "Well have to get your loose cunt sew up since you want be enjoying any," Maria said, bringing the strap hard across both ass cheeks again.Argggghhhhhhhhh.The pain shot through Madeline body as she felt betrayed and humiliated. She didnt have much time to ponder as the strap landed again on one cheek this time making her wiggle her ass wildly to the side only to swing back for another slap."Nooooooooo," she screamed. "Quit. John, John. Argggggggggg!""You will always address me as Miss Maria and never talk unless I let you," Maria continued applying the strap again and again. "I can keep this up all day till your big white ass is totally red and blue.""Argghhhhhhh!"Madeline tried to fight the pain but it was too much as she started crying and begging her to quit. She knew her ass must be raw by now."Whos the bitch now," Maria said slamming the strap between Madeline large white buttocks.""Im the bitch," Madeline screamed. "Please stop.""Do you want to be my Mexican bitch," Maria strapped her thigh."Yes, yes. Im your Mexican bitch," Madeline yelled out. At the moment, she would have said anything to get her to quit. No one was going to come to her rescue and her ass couldnt take anymore. She watched as Maria removed her garments and walked over to her naked. She was rubbing her clit as she approached."I just love it when proud white ladies like you beg to lick my pretty little pussy. You want to lick my pussy like a good little whitey." She said rubbing it faster.Madeline knew there was nothing she could do about it. She knew she could just walk over and put it on her face and she couldnt stop her. She had tied John up plenty of times in the past and used him as she wished. If she bit it, no telling what she would do. She signed in between sobs and resigned her pride."Please Miss Maria. May I lick your beautiful cunt." She said hating ever word as it came out."Oh course you can sobered all over my tasty pussy," Maria said.She watched as Maria came around her head and backed her way over it before starting her slow winding descent on Madeline face. She could smell her sex as it approached. She had never had sex with a woman before and even through the thought made her stomach turn, Maria had a beautiful body and her pussy was very nice to admire. As it approached, she flicked her tongue around her clit finding the taste really not that bad. She began the task of licking up and down on it like she normally enjoyed in past sex experience. She knew she was doing pretty good as Maria was now grinding her face with it. Her own pussy was wet as she found herself getting excited."Now get your tongue inside and clean off all your husband cum," Maria demanded moving slightly forward.Madeline would have normally been sick but at present her cunt was drooling in excitement as she drove her tongue deep in her pussy hole moving it in and out as a post hole digger. Maria was now really humping her face and rubbing her clit on her nose as she tongue fucked her. She felt her climaxed above as her body rocked madly on her face."Not bad for the first time," Maria said rubbing her clit and getting up. "Youll have plenty of time to improve in the future.""Please let me down and Ill do better," Madeline cried out."Did I tell you that you could talk bitch," Maria screamed out. "I guess well have to fix that too."Madeline froze in panic at her tone of voice. She watched as she walked over and pick up a large dildo from the rack and walked back."I can either shove this up your tight asshole or in your nasty mouth for talking without permission. Which do you want bitch?" Maria screamed at her.Madeline looked at the dildo in fright. The thing would rip her asshole in half."In my mouth Miss Maria," she cried out."Good choice bitch, but Im sure with your attitude your ass will get it sooner or later. Open up." She yelled.Madeline close her eyes and opened her mouth as Maria started shoving the monster inside. It was a lot larger than John cock as she felt her tongue being force to the back of her throat. She had to breathe through her nose in steps as the monster filled her mouth cavity completely up and her jaws stretched to the limit."Now you are going to hold that in till I get back," Maria said, "or youll feel my strap on your big ass again. I promise my wimp husband hell get to fuck your cherry asshole and he hasnt had a fuck in months now. His wimp cock isnt good for anything else."Maria started walking out the room as Madeline just laid there hanging from the ceiling with her mouth stuffed. She couldnt get away and dared not spit out the dildo. She tried to get as comfortable as she could and await her fate as tears flowed down. She felt like it been hours before the door finally opened again as she glanced sideways to try to get a view.Maria was coming back in dress in her black corset like she had seen her the night before. She had a leash in her hand as John was crawling on the floor beside her. Madeline wanted to hide her nudity but it was little she could do but just lie and watch as they approached. She led John to her side where she had a good view. John looked up only for a moment as she noticed the lust in his eyes.Maria turned around and presented her ass to his face so Madeline could get a good view."Gringo clean my ass." She demanded.John immediately went to work rimming her ass as Madeline just laid there hanging by the ceiling with her mouth still stuffed. Her own cunt was on fire and she wished something was in it."Ahhhh Yes Gringo boy." Maria was saying enjoying the look on Madeline face. "Deeper. Thats it. Shove it deeper in my beautiful butt."Madeline was furious. Her cunt was in need and her husband was tonguing the bitch ass while she could do nothing but watched. She struggled against the rope.Maria stared at her and smiled."Dont worry dear. Mother will be here shortly and give you just want your smelly cunt needs." She said. "She wants to make you her bitch."Madeline eyes budged out at the thought as her struggles increase. She heard someone else enter as Maria turned around facing John."Heres a nice reward for my gringo dog," she said. "Come get your sugar."Madeline watched as John immediately started lapping her cunt in hatred. She heard something at her feet and glanced back to see the older Mexican woman was now there totally naked with a large strap-on that was twice as big as Toms cock inches up. She tried to get loose as the woman grabbed both of her thighs around her neck and glided the fake cock to her cunt entrance."Time to be my bitch," The older woman said as Madeline tried to scream out as she felt the dildo at her cunt entrance. The damn thing would rip her in half. She was thrashing wildly with no luck as she felt the thing enter her cunt lips and the pain. Her cunt was soaking wet but the thing was so big. She bit on the plug in her mouth but her cunt was in pain. It had never been open this far as she tried to adjust to it for relief. Finally, it was fully in as she gasped for air."No more tight cunt." The Mexican woman spoke. "Momma going to make your cunt so loose that only her cock is going to satisfy it."Madeline felt the cock withdraw slightly and then plunged in deep again. Despite the pain, her cunt was starting to get wetter and found her body reacting to it. Soon she was thrusting back to meet the monster wanting more and more of it as the woman kept plunging it in and out smiling down at her."Mother, I think the gringo bitch is really enjoying your big cock." Maria said as Madeline glanced over to see her smiling at her rocking her cunt all over John face. "Fuck her smelly twat faster. See how the bitch loves it."Madeline just ignored her insults as she kept trying to rock back and forth on the monster in her cunt. She was cumming and the bitch was getting her off. She wanted to cry out faster but the plug prevented it. All of a sudden, her cunt exploded like never before as she couldnt prevent her body from shaking all over."Momma bitch now," The woman was saying as Madeline glanced towards her feet to see her unhooking the strap in back. She wanted to yell out for her to continue, but he woman had it completely unhooked and left it in her cunt."Time to please momma now," she said walking around Madeline rubbing her hairy clit. "You lick good and I may fuck you again."As the woman pulled the dildo out of her mouth, Madeline tried to yell at John to help her only to see the woman big snatch coming downward towards her face. It was dripping cum all over her as she started begging her not to sit on her. The woman was now fully crouched down on her mouth so her words couldn't be heard."Lick it good or Ill have to get the belt out on that white fanny of yours." She warned her.Madeline had little choice as she pushed her tongue on the clit and started working it up and down. It was pressed firmly on her mouth so her tongue didnt have to go far to reach it. She felt her tit being pinch in back and yelled out in the smelly cunt."Put that wagging tongue in my pussy hole and rim it out." The woman commanded.Madeline knew she had to obey and pushed her tongue deep inside the loose hole and starting moving it around inside. She could hear Maria showing John was a whore his wife was and what she was only good for as she continued tongue the cunt hole. Maria asked him if he wanted to fuck his dog ass one last time before she belonged to her mom and John replied that her sorry ass was worth fucking and that he only wanted to worship her. Madeline felt the woman juices all over her mouth as she came on her and started rocking on her lips and noise."Good little gringo doggie," The woman said. "Now for the main course."Madeline eyes focused to the light as the woman got off her mouth as she glanced to see both Maria and John smiling at her."Come gringo boy." Maria smiled. "Lets go to my bedroom so you can worship me properly. Mother Ill send the wimp in shortly. I did promise him an ass fuck even if it is a gringo doggie like her.""No problem, momma will be through soon," The woman replied as Madeline glanced up to see her approaching again but this time facing her. As she spread her large thighs and starting moving over her head she realized what was expected this."Noooo. Please John, Maria please." She yelled.The woman big hairy ass was now right above her head and started lowering downward."This is much better." The woman was saying. "Lick my ass like you did my pussy and I wont have to slap those white tits of yours off."Madeline knew better than disobey as the large hairy ass cheeks engulf her face in between and she pushed her tongue out and started swiping away at the puckered opening in between. The sooner she got her off the better. She felt a couple of hard slaps to her tits and knew what she wanted. She pushed her tongue inside the loose opening and started rimming inside the nasty hole."Hurry up doggie." The woman yelled down. "Wimp will be here shortly and I want to cum before he shoves his tiny little toy up you bunghole.Madeline tongue was now deep in her asshole wiggling around. Even Tom cock in her ass would be better then this. Her cunt tighten on the dildo in excitement. It felt like hours before she felt the woman shaking and slowly raising up as her tongue popped out of her asshole."Wimpy dick is here." She told her as she finally was off. "Time for his reward."Madeline didnt even have time to focus as she felt something wet at the entrance of her asshole and then pain as it shoved its way inside. She yelp out in misery as it made its way totally in. She knew it must have been Tom cock but she didnt even dare to open her eyes as her cunt was leaking again. The pain was quickly turning to lust as she tried to push back to get it all inside. The woman was now rubbing her tits above."Does doggie like her booty fucking." She was smiling at her."Yes, Yes fuck me. Fuck me faster." Madeline yelled out loud as the rubbing of her tits and the cock in her ass was driving her wild in excitement. "Make me your bitch. Fuck this bitch."She felt Tom cock jizz shoot in her ass as she climaxed herself and just laid there as he withdrew his limp cock. The woman was pulling the dildo out of her cunt as she tried to tighten her cunt muscles as tight as she could to keep it inside. They lowered her to the ground as the woman attached a collar around her neck and they loosen her ties till she had about a foot between each hand and foot. She felt a foot to her butt as the woman grab the leash."Come on gringo doggie. Time to take you out to use the bathroom." She laughed.Madeline immediately got on all fours and started crawling behind her.Bark, bark.May continue in the future.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 42 |
cheryl.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/58/cheryl.txt | David and Cheryl Parker had been married for six years. He had met Cheryl Davis during their junior year in college at Berkley and had been almost inseparable since their first date. At the end of that year they got married and had been very happy, at least until about four months ago. They had not yet started a family, but at age 26, they were starting to talk about it.Starting just a few months ago, David seemed to be much less attentive to her. He said he had been assigned a special project that was a real killer. He was a software developer for a local firm in the Bay area. He left the house at 6 each morning, and was never home before 9 pm. Sometimes it was midnight by the time he showed up. He would shower, fall into bed and totally ignore her. Two months ago he had even started going to work on weekends.Cheryl was getting suspicious that work was not the only thing keeping David away. She would call his office and he was always "in a meeting," even after normal working hours. She talked to her best friend, Jane, about her worries. "Jane, I am beginning to be afraid he is seeing someone. He is never home, and when I all, he is never in his office either. He always has some excuse, he's either meeting with the project team, or meeting with the client, or meeting with his V.P., or meeting with the project team and on and on.""Do you have any proof of anything?""No, never any strange hair, never lipstick on his shirt, nothing like that. But he has always paid so much attention to me and now, nothing."Why don't you call him and meet him downtown for dinner? There are three or four nice restaurants within a block or two of his office. If he makes excuses that he can't meet you for even an hour, then you might have a problem."It sounded like a good idea to Cheryl. She called David the next evening at 5:30. "Since you are so tied up at work, how about I drive down and meet you at Lindie's for dinner?""Sorry hon, I'm just too buried right now. I'll be home by 10," said David.Early the next week Cheryl tried again and got the same response. Now she was really getting suspicious. Finally on Friday evening so went ahead and got dressed, a simple black mini dress with black, formal sandals with 3 inch stiletto heels, and a simple necklace of white faux white pearls. She looked stunning, her legs and figure were made for a short, tight dress.She then called his office, determined to not take no for an answer. She got his answering machine. "Hi, this is David. I'm away from my desk. Please leave your name and number," spoke David's voice through the machine."Hi, it's Cheryl. I really want to meet for dinner." She hung up and called his cell. She normally didn't try his cell number, but she was getting really upset. He answered on the second ring, "Hello, this is David.""Hi, honey I thought I would try to get you to go out for dinner. Are you still at work?""Yes, I'm still in the office, but I should be through early tonight. I'll be home in about 30 to 45 minutes." He didn't tell her that the project wound up today, and all the late hours were now over. He also didn't tell her that, based on preliminary feedback from the client, he was looking at a bonus of between $150,000 and $200,000 on top of a major promotion and a raise to high six figures.Cheryl was devastated. David had lied to her. She knew he was not in his office. As soon as she hung up the phone, she stormed out the door to the car and drove away. She drove for about 15 minutes, getting madder each minute, until she decided, "Fuck him, if he wants to fool around and lie to me, two can play that game."She drove to a local hot spot that some of her single friends had told her about. It was called the Lion's Den, and was always supposed to be well stocked with hot, young studs looking for action. When she parked the car, she took off her wedding ring and placed it in the glove compartment. She almost had second thoughts. This was the first time her ring had been off her finger since her wedding. Fuck it she thought, her anger again surfacing. He probably only wore his ring when he was home.David Got back to his desk a couple of minutes after Cheryl's call and saw his message light blinking. He dialed voice mail and heard, "You have one new message. Message one, from area code 925-555-5634 was received today at 5:46 pm." Next he heard Cheryl's voice leaving her message.He chuckled and dialed back home. After the fifth ring, the answering machine picked up. "Hi, honey, he said, "you must be checking up on me. I just got back to my office from the men's room. I will be leaving here in about 10 to 15 minutes. Love you."David walked in his front door just a few minutes after 7:00. "Hi Cheryl, I'm home." Of course he got no answer. She must have run to the market he thought. If she had been planning to eat out, then she was likely getting carry out.It had taken him an extra 30 minutes to get home, because he stopped and picked up a bottle chilled champagne and a dozen roses. He was going to make this weekend the most romantic of their lives so far. The pressure of having the job finished made him almost giddy.An hour later, after David had put the roses in water, showered and had a martini, Cheryl was still not home. He tried her cell. The phone must be turned off because the call immediately went to voice mail. "Hi honey, I am home. Where are you? See you soon." After the drink, David must have dozed off in the recliner. After the last four months of high pressure non-stop work dozing off was easy to do. He looked at this watch 12:45 am. David looked up stairs and Cheryl was still not home. He tried her cell again but it was still turned off. Now he was getting worried.He called Jane. "Hi Jane, this is David. I'm sorry to bother you so late, but Cheryl isn't home. Did she say anything to you about this evening?""No, I haven't talked to her since Wednesday.""OK, her cell is off, so if you hear from her tell her I'm home."By 3:00 am Saturday morning David was pacing like a caged panther, and trying to decide whether or not to call the police. He had just decided to make the call when he heard a car in the drive way. The door bell rang. When David answered, it was Cheryl, being supported by two young guys, one white and one black. "Who are you," asked the white guy?"I'm her husband. Who the fuck are you two?"The black man said, "Shit man, she never told us she was married. She was way to drunk to drive, so we brought her home. Jay drove her car and parked it in the driveway." They beat a hurried retreat. David didn't look at that tough to them, but you never knew if a jealous husband might be packing.Cheryl looked like hell. He dress was wrinkled, and her hair and lipstick looked like she had just crawled out of bed. The way her boobs swayed, it was obvious she was not wearing a bra. She was definitely too drunk to drive. She swayed a little just trying to walk to the couch. When she flopped down on the sofa, her legs splayed open and David could clearly see she had no panties under the short dress. There was a very suspicious shiny wetness to her exposed pussy lips."What the hell is going on Cheryl, where have you been?""Oh, so now you want to pay attention to me after doing what ever it is you've been doing to the last four months." Her words were a little slurred, but completely understandable."What are you taking about? You I have been working on a huge, short deadline project.""You lying prick, I called you office wand you weren't there." She was not too drunk to rant at him at the top of her lungs, only too drunk to drive. "When I called your cell you said you were in your office, not a whole minute after I tried your office number."David began to see red. Being called a liar after the stress of the just completed project did not sit well. "Before this conversation goes any further, I think you had better check your messages on our home phone.""What? Messages? What do you mean. Why should I?""Just do to," David replied.Cheryl weaved to the kitchen extension. She was tipsy enough that it took her two tries to hit the right buttons to call up the messages. "You have one new message and one saved message. Message one, from phone number 510-444-2121, was received Friday at 5:48 pm." Next Cheryl heard David's baritone voice joking about her checking on him, telling her he was had jus walked back to his office from the men's room, and was almost ready to leave for home. It was definitely from David's office number, and it had been recorded barely a minute after she had stormed out of the house."Oh my God, no! Oh David, I'm I mean I thought you, I mean I thought-." Cheryl collapsed onto the floor still holding the handset. For the first time she noticed the vase full of roses on the table. She began to sob almost hysterically.David lifted her up and almost carries her back to the couch. "Now I think its time for you to explain what the hell is going on."Between sobs, Cheryl managed to ramble about how she was certain David was cheating on her. She could not believe he had really been working at least 16 hours, and sometimes 18 or 19 hour per day, and when she had thought he lied to her tonight about being in the office, she went crazy. She was so certain he was cheating she decided to get even. She told him about the club, and about the two had taken turns dancing, fondling, and finally fucking her until just before they left to drop her off this morning.David was furious. After almost killing himself on the job to support her, this is how he got paid back. The old saying was right, nice guys really do finish last. He went up stairs, grabbed his tooth brush, went to the spare room and locked the door. He could worry about packing and moving out after a good night's sleep.Cheryl meanwhile never made it upstairs. She collapsed on the couch and fell into an alcohol induce sleep.Even though it was past 4:00 am when David hit the bed he was awake again at 7. The stress and lack of sleep during the project had conditioned him to operate on less rest than normal. He went to their bedroom and was relieved to see she was not there. He was in no mood to talk right now. He packed a few days' worth of clothes, put his razor and other items in the bag, put two clean suits in a garment back, and then headed down stairs.Cheryl was still asleep on the couch. He left quietly so as not to wake her. He drove to the office and sent out a few emails letting everyone know he would not be available by phone until Monday, played solitaire on the computer, and just generally wasted time until noon. Then he drove a few blocks to the nearest motel to check in. Once in the room, he remembered to turn off his cell.His next stop was a liquor store where he bought a large bottle of gin, some vermouth and a jar of olives. Once he was back in the room, his plan was to drink until the pain he felt was gone, or at least numb enough to bear.Sunday evening he woke up, having slept long enough to miss the hangover. He went out and ate, then went back to crash a little longer until time for work tomorrow. It was pretty much a lost weekend just like that old movie.Monday when he got to the office his message light was blinking. He checked and he his mail box was completely full, all messages from Cheryl. He punched in the command to delete all. When he turned his cell back on, the same thing happened. He punched in the number codes to block any calls from his home number or from her cell.About 9:00 am, he got an email from Cheryl. He deleted without reading, and added her email address to the blocked sender list. The only was she could reach him now was either a telegram or in person. A number of people came by to offer congratulations for the massive project he had driven home, and he was at least focused enough to be appreciative.At 5:00 pm he went back to the motel and changed into casual slacks and shirt. Then he drove home. No since putting off the inevitable, he would have to face her sooner or later. When he arrived, Jane's car was in the drive, but he didn't see Cheryl's car. He walked in, and Jane and Cheryl were in the living room. David assumed she must have recovered enough to at least park her car. Cheryl had confessed the whole thing to Jane and she knew they needed to be alone She was sure David could never do anything to really hurt Cheryl, so she made record time getting out of their house, leaving the two alone.Cheryl started to say something and David snapped at her, "Shut up before you even start. There is nothing I want to hear out of your slut mouth." She immediately started sobbing again. It was obvious from looking at the eyes, that was about all she had done all week end."From our very first date I have never touched another woman. I have not even flirted with another woman. I have worked my ass off to make you the kind of home I felt you deserved. And now that I have reached a point of being really successful, this is how you reward me for my faithfulness and my devotion to you.""David, I am so sorry. I was completely wrong. I will make it up to you.""You let two total strangers inside you body and let them dump their cock slime into your cunt. How do you plan to make it up, go fuck the whole 49's football team next?""No, please, I didn't let them come in me. I was at least sober enough to be sure they used condoms. Please David, I will do anything to make it up to you. I will do anything to prove how much I love you and how sorry I am."I can't deal with you or your faithless lying face right now. I am going back to the motel. Don't try to call or email me. I may or may not come back next weekend to talk."David gathered up some additional clothes and left. Cheryl was again sobbing hysterically by the time he was out the door. The rest of the week was a blur. He went through the motions of working. It was fortunate the project was behind him or he would have screwed it up totally.By Saturday morning he had made a plan. When he arrived at the house, Cheryl must have heard his car because she was waiting right inside the door. She tried to throw her arms around him, but he pushed her away. He said, "You told me you would do anything to get me to move back home. Well, let's go over my list of action items."He did look around and notice the house was absolutely spotless. Cheryl was not a bad housekeeper, but she was not normally this much in tune with the details of cleaning. Not a speck of dust could be seen anywhere.David said, "You must agree that you will never question, argue, or even slightly delay anything I ask you to do. You will agree to call me Sir at all times. If you fail to follow the tiniest detail, I will leave you for good. Do you understand?""Yes Dav I mean yes Sir, I will do anything and everything you tell me without question.""First, you will go to your doctor and be tested for every social disease known. You will get him to mail you the report, but you will not open it. When you get the letter, you will give it to me unopened. If you test positive for anything we are through. I don't care if it is curable or not. If your lover boys did use condoms you should be OK, bit I am not willing to take the risk.""While you are awaiting the test results, you will sit down at the computer and write a detailed, minute by minute report to me of everything that happened Friday night. After the doctor's report is back, you will be given other requirements that are, shall we say, severe. Do you understand?""Yes Sir.""Good. Until further notice you will sleep in the guest room. For now I do not want you anywhere near me. I specially do not want you anywhere near the marriage bed we once shared. If and when I change my mind, I will let you know. Do you have any questions?""No Sir.""You are excused, when I want to see you any reason, I will call your cell. Otherwise I don't want to see any trace of you.""Yes Sir." The last was spoken with a quavering voice, almost in tears. She left the room, went to get her laptop and enough clothes to make it until Monday. After David went to work Monday she could finish moving to the guest room.Cheryl sat down in the guest room arm chair and started to type. She had arrived at the Lion's Den at about 6:15 pm. Since it was Friday the place was already starting to get lively. There must have been a couple of dozen hot young guys already on the prowl.She sad down at an open table and ordered a margarita. That was the last drink she bought all night. While she was taking the first sip a blonde guy about 21 asked her to dance."Sure, that's why I'm here, that and the tequila."He laughed and led her to the dance floor. The music here was always slow and rhythmic. This was a pick up bar, and you can't get acquainted if you are dancing five feet away from each other. The guy nuzzled her neck as they moved to the music, but she didn't respond just yet. The evening was too early to target in on one guy even if he was cute.She had danced with several guys when she saw two men walk in together. Both were over 6 feet tall and very athletic looking. One was white and the other was black. Between them they fit into every single teenage fantasy she had ever had.After a few minutes they noticed her. The walked over and introduced themselves. Jay was the white guy and the black man was Tony. They asked if they could join her and maybe buy her a drink. She readily agreed, even though she had already had three and was feeling pretty good.For the next hour Tony and Jay took turns moving her around the dance floor, and she made it clear by the way she moved against them that she was definitely available. All thoughts of David were gone. She was not mad anymore, but she was certainly not thinking of her marriage vows either.By the time she had finished her fifth drink, she was making it very clear that sleeping alone was not in her plans. Both guys were taking every chance they could to feel her ass or to cup her 36B breast in their palm.They all sat down and ordered another round. During the past hour Jay and Tony had only consumed two each, so they were not impaired at all, but Cheryl was in a state of total euphoria. When the drinks arrived Jay asked her if she was interested in a more private party. That was exactly what she had been waiting and wanting to hear. "Sure, I'm ready right now.""Which one of us do you find the most likely to succeed?" Asked Jay."Do I have to pick only?" She responded.Jay and Tony both laughed. They had been best buddies since junior high football, and this was not going to be their first three way. They all loaded up into Tony's car and drove to his apartment, about 5 miles from the club. It was late enough that trip only took 15 minutes even with red lights.During the ride Cheryl and Jay rode in the back seat. She was all over him like a kid in a candy store. She rubbed his chest like she had been doing on the dance floor for the last hour, and marveled at his rock hard pecs. Her hand slid down to his waist, and she had her first feel of his manhood. He had rubbed against her a few times while dancing, but until she actually felt it she didn't realize how big it was. She moaned in anticipation of what was coming.They pulled into the parking lot of Tony's complex and almost jogged to his apartment. As soon as she was in the door, she started peeling off her clothes. The heels went first, since her feet were hurting anyway. Next the dress and necklace came off, leaving her in a sexy black push up bra and matching panties.Both men were very pleased with what they saw. Since she had never been pregnant, she still had the body of an 18 year old. She grabbed Jay, pulled his head down and kissed him, her mouth wide open. She again felt his cock through his pants.Tony walked up behind her and began to massage her ass. She turned around and gave him the same treatment Jay had just received, an open mouth kiss with a hand on his dick. She was amazed. She knew it was larger than David's, but actually rubbing it, it felt like it was at least 10 inches long.The guys led her to the bedroom and they began to undress, giving her a slow male striptease. She loved every minute of it. Once they were naked, Cheryl gasped at the sight. Both had the rock hard bodies of guys who spend a lot of time working out. Jay's cock was about 8 inches long and almost 2 inches thick. Tony was almost 11 inches by 2 ½ inches thick. Cheryl again felt a little hesitation just thinking about those things inside her. She and David had neither been virgins when they met, but David was the largest guy she had ever been with. His dick was about 7 inches long, and slightly less than 1 ½ inches in diameter. Both these men outsized him by a fairly large margin.Once naked, they approached the bed. She reached out and took one of them in each hand, stroking slowly up and down their length. Her hand would not completely close around Tony's monster. Jay reached behind her and unhooked her bra while Tony slid her panties down her beautiful legs. Since Tony was already in the lower regions, he leaned in to kiss her mound while Jay pushed his cock against her lips.She opened readily, taking about half his cock into her mouth. She sucked slowly while Tony worked his oral magic to build a raging fire in her pussy. She had been without sex for four months. Her first climax hit her with an unbelievable force. She continued to suck Jay's cock while clamping her legs around Tony's head. She shook all over as her orgasm wracked her body.When her climax passed, Tony and jay traded places. In minutes Jay had licked her to another climax while her poor lips were stretched to the limit around Jay's hard cock. She had barely quit shaking when Jay lay down and pulled her on top of him. She was so wet she was dripping, and his cock slid into her easily. Tony's hands roamed over her whole body while she rode his buddy with long slow strokes. Before it was too late a little light clicked on in her brain."Wait, we can't do it this way. Do you have any rubbers?""Sure," said Tony. He went into the bathroom and brought back a full box of condoms. He handed one to her and she lifted off Jay's dick, opened the package and rolled it down. As soon as it was in place she again straddled him and lowered herself onto his dick. Thank god she hadn't been any drunker; she could have ended up pregnant.As her passion again built, she rode Jay harder and faster, rising almost all the way off his cock only to drop back to the bottom in one quick, sudden plunge. "Oh shit, fuck me. It feels so great, fuck me deeper." In less than 5 minutes she was just beginning another climax when Jay also hit his peak and unloaded into the rubber. Once their orgasms had spent, she lifted up off his dick and turned on to her back.Tony had already put on a condom. As soon as her back hit the bed, he lifted her legs high, placing one foot on each of his shoulders. He drove into her in one thrust. She felt filled like never before."Tony, god, give it to me. Fuck me. Shit it's so deep in me." When she started to come again, it was almost a continuous orgasm for the 10 minutes it took Tony to dump his load into the rubber sleeve on his dick. He neared his orgasm, Tony cried out, "Fuck me white gal. God I love to fuck a hot, white pussy. Take it, take my cock." Then he began to spill his cream into the rubber.Tony left his cock in her until it began to shrink down and become flaccid, then pulled out and removed the rubber. Jay went into the kitchen a poured everyone a glass of wine. Cheryl was still wobbly from the tequila and the wine went straight to her head. "Who's ready for another round?" she asked, pushing her hips back and forth in a fucking motion.Tony said, "If you want more fucking, then you will have to do some get us ready sucking."Cheryl immediately slugged down the wine and dropped to her knees in front of Jay. She sucked him as deep in her throat as she could, moaning as if she was eating the richest dessert in the world. Jay's cock began to swell as it returned to life. "Oh fuck Tony, her mouth is as hot as an oven. Suck it you slut cunt." Being called a slut cunt made Cheryl suck even harder, taking a little more down her throat. Once Jay was fully erect, she started on Tony. "Yea white cunt, get that thing down your throat. Suck my chocolate cock bitch."Again the dirty names just made her hotter. She gagged as she tried to swallow Tony's entire length. It just wouldn't go down her throat. All at once Jay put his hand on the back of her head and shoved her down onto his buddy's dick. She again gagged, but the full length disappeared into her waiting mouth. "Damn you are one hot cock sucker baby. Swallow it deep," said Tony. He too was now fully hard.Tony slowly pulled back out of Cheryl's throat and lay on his back. He put on another rubber and pulled her down onto his cock with her facing his feet. Jay stood in front her and fed his dick into her mouth. Now that Tony had opened her throat, she was able to swallow Jay's full length. "That's it cunt, swallow my cock while you get your cunt bored. Fuck her Tony, make her take it all."With his cock all the way down her throat, Jay was ready to shoot another load in a very short while. She felt his cock swell and his nut sack tighten up. She didn't even think about backing off, but took his cum into her throat without spilling a drop. When she had earlier told David she had made sure they wore a condom, she failed to mention the bareback blow job.Within seconds after swallowing Jay's some, she began to climax again. Her wild passion triggered Troy's climax and he filled another condom with his cream. Cheryl collapsed on the bed, falling off Tony's rapidly deflating cock."Guys, this was fantastic, but I think I am fucked out. Can you give me a ride back to my car?"They got dressed, but Cheryl couldn't find her panties or bra. "Fuck it," she said, "there isn't any cum to leak out."The guys realized she was too drunk to drive, so when they got back to the Lion's Den, Tony drove her home while Jay followed in her car. All the way to her house, she kept Tony's fly open and licked his cock. He didn't get hard again, but he certainly didn't mind.Cheryl finished the brief history, printed it, and with a foolish trace of hope and wrote at the bottom, "I am so sorry. Please try to forgive me, Cheryl." David had given her strict instructions not to be seen, so she put the sheets in an envelope. She wrote his name on the outside, and planned to leave it on his bed after he went to work the next day. Her whole body was again wracked with sobs as she thought, "his bed," knowing it was just yesterday "their bed." She was just enough of a romantic to think that maybe someday things would be the same between them. In that respect Cheryl had no clue about how men's brains worked. David might forgive her, but their relationship could never be the same.David got home from work the next afternoon and found the envelope. He opened it and read the contents. He had heard that some husbands get off on their wives fucking other men. David most certainly did not. He was not a wimp, sissy cuckold, and her reward for betraying him would be an emotional journey she would never forget. He certainly had no plans to ever forget her unfaithfulness. After reading the letter, he had not need to ever see it again, but since it was signed, he put it away in case he needed evidence in a divorce case.For the next ten days their lives went on as if they lived on separate planets. Cheryl was careful to stay out of his sight as ordered. Then the letter from the doctor arrived, Addressed to Ms. Cheryl Parker. She was dying to open it, but knew David had forbidden that. Instead, she laid it on the kitchen table. She heard his car pull into the drive way. She immediately ran up stairs to the guest room so as to again be out of his sight.David found the letter when he went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of wine. He took a sip, then opened the letter. The doctor's report was negative, no STDs of any sort. He dialed Cheryl's cell number and faintly heard the ringing from upstairs. She answered in one ring, obviously she was on edge. Good, he thought."Yes sir," she answered."Come down to the living room." When she arrived he had already taken a seat in the recliner. "Strip."Cheryl looked confused, then realized he meant for her to be naked. Oh god, she thought, is he going to fuck me, beat me, or something else she wondered.Get on your knees with your hands clasped behind your head. She dropped to her knees with her buttocks resting on her calves."Not like that," he said calmly. "Keep your hips straight as if you were standing up. She lifted her ass off her legs until her hips were straight, her hands still behind her head. "Any time I allow you into my presence, you will assume that posture. You will be kneeling as a slave, but with your naked body fully exposed." The position of her hands caused her breasts to stand up prominently."The STD report was negative." She slumped down in relief, and said. "Thank god.""Shut up cunt, I did not give you permissions to speak. Get back into the proper posture," he shouted at her. She immediately straightened her hips again."Now we will learn if you really meant it when you said you would obey in everything I commanded. Your next few months will be difficult to say the least." Cheryl had no idea what he meant, but the tone of his voice terrified her."Right now I do not think I will ever hold you, kiss you, caress you, or fuck you again as long as we live, but you must prepare yourself just in case I change my mind." Tears began to form as Cheryl realized how harsh his tone was. She had fucked up totally, but she still had some hope he would forgive her."The first thing you will endure is several rounds of surgery. I will take you to a private clinic in Mexico where money means more than medical ethics. We will be there several weeks. In case you wonder how we can afford this, I will remind you of why I spent so much time away from you before you decided to abandon our marriage vows and become a slut tramp. The project I worked on so hard made me quite well off. I meant that work, and the resulting wealth, to be for us." Cheryl could actually fell the cold venomous hatred in those last two words, "for us". Tears flowed freely down her cheeks now, but she didn't dare make even a whimper."You have proven yourself to be unfit as a wife, so you must therefore also be unfit as a mother. The first surgery you will endure is to have your uterus removed. Cheryl gasped out loud at this. "No, please don't-""Shut up cunt. Did I say you could talk? You have two choices Shut up and do everything I command, or get up and walk out now. If you walk out, you will never be allowed back, but either way you will not utter a sound until I authorize it.""After your filthy whore womb is removed, then you will have your clitoris excised. Following that, the surgeon will resize your polluted slut pussy. He will nip and tuck your filthy fuck hole and your slut cunt lips to the point that inserting anything larger than you little finger will cause you excruciating, mind numbing pain. That way if I ever do decide to fuck you, only one of us will experience any pleasure at all.""After you heal, we will return to MY home, where I will dedicate myself to your total humiliation. Do you have any questions?""No.""No!" No what, you filthy tramp?""No sir. I'm sorry sir.""Are you ready to comply or are you going to walk out?""I will obey you sir." Cheryl was beginning to understand just how angry David was. She meant it when she said she would do anything, but the thought of loosing the ability to ever bear children was like a burning coal in her insides.David was still angry, but not as blindly furious as the night she had come home drunk and recently fucked. His anger was enough to keep him from smiling at what Cheryl was going to endure.The doctor in southern Mexico was totally skillful. He and David had discussed in great detail exactly what he wanted and why he wanted it done. David personally inspected each step of the process in extreme close up. He was pleased with the Doctor's complete cooperation.After three weeks recovery, they were ready to return to the Bay area. Strangely, Cheryl couldn't really feel anything different. She thought there would be some drastic change in the way her organs felt, but that was not the case.Once she had unpacked their luggage and put everything away, David called her back to the living room. She walked down the stairs and stood in front of him. He slapped her and pushed her to the floor. The slap had not been hard, but the shock she felt had the desired effect. "What are you authorized to wear and what is your proper position, whore?" he yelled at her.She had forgotten. She immediately stripped off all her clothing and dropped to her knees, fingers interlaced behind her neck. Tears flowed down her cheeks. David had never even raised his voice, much less struck her before she fucked up so badly."Now cunt, you will begin your training. He went to the hall closet and removed a box. When he opened it, he removed a small butt plug and a chastity belt. Anytime I am not in this house you will have the plug inserted and the belt locked on your filthy cunt. I have the only key, so you can close it but you can never open it. When I am home I may or may not allow you out of the belt. Under no circumstances are you to ever step out side this housed without the plug and belt in place. If I ever get even the tiniest hint of an idea you have tried to tamper with the lock, I will solder it permanently shut. Do you understand?""Yes sir.""OK, let's try them on." He told her to keep her hands licked behind her back, but to lean forward until her forehead touched the floor. He stepped behind her and shoved the plug into her rectum with only one little glob of spit as lubricant. The plug was the smallest made, but she had never allowed any anal penetration of any type before. She cried out in pain at the sudden intrusion into her most forbidden place. He removed his belt and began to spank her ass, sometimes striking the cheeks, and sometimes landing a blow directly on the butt plug. She cried out aloud with each stroke. "You cock sucking whore, I will beat you until you learn to keep silent."She bit her lip to keep from crying aloud again. He let her lay there for a couple of minutes, then poured a glass of ice water over her sore ass. "Are you ready to keep silent?""Yes sir," she whimpered.He locked the belt onto her and told her he would be back when he felt like it. He left the house and just drove. He had no intention of going anywhere or doing anything, but part of her torture would be wondering if she had driven him to another woman. He returned a couple of hours later and she was still in the living room. He removed the chastity belt, slowly pulled the plug from her ass, and said, "Well, my little quick break was certainly refreshing. I wonder who else I might see later this week." The thought that he had seen anyone else for quick, dirty sex cut her like a knife. "Did you find our little break restful, my darling wife?""No sir.""Oh, that is too bad. Well, we will have a lot more breaks. Maybe you will be more relaxed in the future. Now get you filthy cunt back out of my sight."By the time she reached the guest room she was sobbing, certain that her world had ended forever and David would never again touch her. Why had she agreed to all this? If she had just left she might have someday found some else, and she would have still had her womb. Now it was too late for that.For the next two and one-half months a routine formed. David would verbally abuse her, telling her how useless she was, calling her everything from tramp to whore. He would taunt her with questions about who else she had fucked over the course of their marriage. Of course, he did not believe any of that himself, he was sure her one night with Jay and Tony had been the entire universe of her times with other men.The taunts that cut Cheryl the worst were when he accused her of being a true whore. He would ask how many customers she normally service each night, and what did she charge for different things. "How much is a blowjob, cunt?" or "How much did you charge to fuck you in the ass? Did you let them go bareback in your shit hole?"At first she denied his horrible accusations, but she soon realized that he did not listen to the denials. She wanted to make him believe that she had only been unfaithful one night in her entire life, bit he either would not believe her, or did not care. She finally gave up the denials and just endured his verbal abuse, tears rolling down her cheeks every time he accused her of something terrible.At the end of the third month since retuning from Mexico, David called Cheryl into the master bedroom. She walked in naked and immediately dropped to her knees as required. "Well, are you ready to try out your tiny, new pussy now?"Cheryl sobbed once more and said, "Yes sir, if you desire it." Tears began to fold down her cheeks."Why the tears, my love? Don't you want to feel your darling husband inside you? You used to like that.""Please sir, I am ready, but I am terrified. You said the pain would be horrible if I was ever penetrated again.""Get up and come over here." She walked to the chair where he was seated. "Sit down," he told her. She started to sit on the floor, but he said, "No, sit on my lap.""Are you so terrified that you no longer love me?""Oh, no sir. I do love you, and I am afraid of the pain, not of you." She was still devastated over the things that had been done to her, both physically and emotionally, but she did still love David. That is why she endured it all."You no longer need to call me sir. If you truly still love me, are you willing to bear my child?"Cheryl thought she had heard wrong. "I don't understand. The doctor in Mexico removed my uterus, so I can't have a child."He kissed her gently on the lips for the first time since that horrible night Jay and Tony dropped her off. "Sweetheart, your punishment is done.""David, I don't know what you mean. What is going on?""After I cooled off, I made a plan to punish you for what you did, but I never planned to leave you. The doctor in Mexico did not alter your vagina, he did not remove your clitoris, and he certainly didn't remove your womb. Telling you all those things was part of the punishment.""But I have a scar on my mound. I have not had any periods, how can my uterus still be there?""Cheryl, the only thing the doctor did was to examine you thoroughly to make sure you had not been injured during your little escapade. He then kept you sedated for a couple of weeks. During the first three days, when you were asleep he would slightly irritate the lining of your vagina so you would think it had been operated on. The thing he had the most problem with was inserting the fake stitches to look like you had undergone a hysterectomy. He had real ethical problems with actually making any unnecessary penetrations of your skin. He put in ten stitches, and they cost me $1,000.00 per stitch to get him to do it.""But if he didn't remove my uterus why am I not having periods.""The one legitimate medical treatment he gave you was a shot of Depo-Provera. It is the most powerful birth control drug available. It doesn't just stop your from ovulating, it actually stops the menstrual cycle. A shot lasts for three to four months, so you will start having periods again within a few days or weeks. He also gave me some powerful topical anesthetic so I could keep your clitoris numb. That way you had no idea your sensitive little bud was still there.""I want you to know I am deeply ashamed of the night I lost my temper and hit you with my belt. I wanted to punish you, but it was supposed to be totally emotional and psychological, never physical punishment. If you feel you can't forgive me for that abuse, I will understand, and I will not try to keep you if you no longer want me."Cheryl leaned against him and said, "How could I not want you, my beloved master?" As he pressed his lips hard against her mouth, she felt a tingling begin to grow between her legs. David might never forget what she had done, but she knew she would die before she would ever hurt him again, and she couldn't wait to feel his baby growing inside her.END~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 58 |
from2.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/35/from2.txt | Todd's StoryI saw the blonde the first day I visited the dealership. She was working in the office as an assistant bookkeeper and she was one fine piece of assblonde, about 5'6", nice ass and great tits, age 25 or so. I asked George about her; George is the general manager and owns a major piece of the dealership. George laughed, called her the "Ice Princess" and said most of the sales staff had tried to get into her pants with no success.He said, "She's married, been married about five years, and she takes it seriously. I've been watching some pretty smooth characters get shot out of the water with her; bet you a hundred dollars you can't even get to first base, much less score."I always liked a challenge. That is probably why my wife left me. If I see some woman I can't get, I've just got to have her. The fun is in the chase. I told George to make it a thousand if I scored. He said go ahead, his money was safe.I knew I'd be at the dealership for about a week going over their books, so I'd be in pretty close proximity to the Ice Princess. I'm in my mid 30's, 5'10" and about 175. Not a big guy, but I'd stayed in shape since I left the Air Force and I knew I looked good to women. Damn heart murmur got me out of flying fighters and killed my chances with the airlines, so here I was auditing dealerships for the district. Pretty good job, but on the road a lot. Wife left a few years ago, but no problem. I always said that if it flies, floats or fucks, it is cheaper to rent it and a hell of a lot less upkeep.I started it out easy, just speaking to her and complimenting her on her work. Probably the first nice thing that had been said about anything but her tits since she went to work here. Salesmen could get a lot more pussy if they were just smooth about it. Anyway, she ate it up. Smile got about a mile wide. After that I was welcome to stop by her desk anytime to chat. She told me about her husband, their home, and their plans for the future. I told her about my wife dying of breast cancer a year or so ago and how I just haven't been able to relate to people since then. I could feel her sympathywhat I really wanted to feel were her titsbut you have to start somewhere. The first three days I kept it cool, getting to know her and how she thought. I told her she must be doing great work, she certainly had been noticed by management. Shit, I know what George noticed. George is cool when he is at home, but he is a major player when he is away from home and the wife. Again, she ate it up. She wanted so much to be noticed for her work. I guess she had spent most of her life in the shadow of those tits. On the fourth day, I took all three ladies in bookkeeping to lunch, to thank them for all their help with my audit. I ordered for them in this little French restaurant, including an after lunch glass of wine. They were a little hesitant about the wine, but I told them it was a celebration of our work and that corporate surely wouldn't object to the auditor buying them one glass of wine. They went along, and we all had a glass of Madeira. I could tell she wasn't used to drinking, especially not in the afternoon. She really looked great. Red silk blouse with the top two buttons undone and just a little bit of the curve of her breasts showing. I wanted to bury my face in there, but that was to come, I hoped. It was the end of the month, so I knew they would have to be working late on the books. I got George to invite all of them to stop by the local tavern when they got off, to celebrate a successful audit and the end of a great month for the dealership. It was sort of a command performanceI think they all felt obligated to stop in at least for a while. We all got there about 9 p.m. She was riding with Angie, one of the other girls in the bookkeeping section. Fat Angie with a mustache; I'd step over her ass on the way to beat off. I knew I needed to separate them, so when I got a chance, I sat a plate of chips and dip down in a chair just as Angie was sitting down. I was profusely apologetic, but Angie did not want to stay around with dip all over her butt. To be honest, it was an improvement; took your attention off her fat ass. Jeannie started to leave with Angie, but we all said for her to stick around, we'd get her a ride home. When she agreed, I knew I'd have my chance.By 11, we had all had a couple of drinks. She started on wine coolers, then I managed to talk her into one Pina Colada. It was sweet and went down quick. The chips made her thirsty, so she had another wine cooler. She wasn't drunk, but she had enough of a buzz on to loosen her up.The party was starting to wind down, so I offered to drive her home. I had one of the dealership's Escalades, so the ride had a bit of class. She took me up on it, and we headed toward her house. I asked her to stop off by my room for a last drink and she said she'd like to, but had better not. Shit. As we rolled toward her house, I told her how much talking with her had helped me, that it was wonderful to be able to relate directly with another human being, especially one so beautiful and so competent. I told her I really admired her, and that I knew she would be going places in the company. We pulled into the driveway and stopped. No lights were on. The moonlight from the full moon was almost bright as day, but it was a curvy drive and the parking pad couldn't be seen from the road. I knew this was my last chance. I took my cell phone out of my pocket and laid it on the dash. I had already set it to take a picture every thirty seconds. If I won this bet, old George was going to want some evidence before he paid me. She didn't notice the phone was active. I told her again how much I admired and appreciated her, and that she reminded me of my late wife. I thanked her for helping me come out of my shell and begin to relate to people again. As she started to open the door, I asked her for one kiss goodbye, since I was leaving tomorrow.I am a good kisser, women have always told me that. I put my best into that kiss, starting slowly and putting my hand on the back of her neck and leading her into me. At first she was hesitant, then she began to kiss me. After a few moments of this, she put her arm up onto my shoulder, and began to seriously kiss me, working the tip of her pink tongue against my lips and tongue. I wrapped my right arm around her and put my left hand on her back, pulling her closer to me. She seemed to resist a bit at first, then wrapped her arm around me and was fully into the kiss. We continued to kiss, coming up for air every so often and nibbling on each other's neck, then back to the serious business of kissing. I kept running my left hand up and down her back from her shoulder to the curve of her hip as I was kissing her. I could tell she liked that, she kind of quivered. Then I continued the movement of my hand upward from her hip and slid it around to the front so I could cup her breast. I was moving slow and steady, not like some kid grabbing a tit. She reached down and gently, pushed my hand away, saying "please". I continued to kiss her and caress her back. I came back to her breast again, and again she pushed my hand away. She never broke the kiss, so I knew if I kept on I would get through to her. I kept caressing her back and continued further down her hip to her buttocks, kneading and massaging her butt momentarily before again moving back into the caressing motion. She had a great ass, soft but not flabby, a real woman's asssort of like an early Marilyn Monroe ass.I continued rubbing her back and ass several minutes, kissing her and caressing her as she ardently returned my kisses. When I rubbed her ass, I knew her underwear and the skin beneath it were pulling at her crotch, putting pressure on her pussy lips and clit. The next time I put my hand on her breast, she left it there and continued to kiss me, whimpering slightly and moving closer to me. I began to massage her breast, kneading and pulling on her nipple with my thumb and forefinger through the thin silk blouse and bra. As I continued working on her nipple with my left hand, I moved my kisses down her neck onto the top swell of her breast just showing in the V of her blouse. That was absolutely heaven. Her tits were so soft and warm, and smelled faintly of perfume. She was just starting to break out in a little sweat that was apparent between her boobs. While rubbing her back I had checked for a bra hookit was a front hook model which would be a big help. When my hand released the nipple and began to unbutton her blouse and release the hook between the cups, she arched her back, letting the blouse and bra slide back on her shoulders and presenting her breasts for my kisses. Her firm breasts were creamy white and beautiful in the moonlight. The nipples looked dark and were swollen to the size of dimes. I had both hands on her breasts now, pulling the nipples and massaging both breasts as my kisses moved back and forth between the nipples and around the breasts. I was sucking and pulling on the nipples faster and faster. She put her hands on the back of my neck, guiding me from breast to breast to meet her needs. Suddenly she began to shudder with an orgasm. She was coming from the excitement and from the attention to her breasts, the damn things must be hot-wired directly to her pussy. At that point I pretty well knew I was going to nail her unless I fucked this up. I slowed for a moment, pausing in my attention to her breasts, and held her close, letting her orgasm subside. Then I gently began kissing her again and caressing her breasts, bringing her back up the mountain of passion. She was panting again in no time, and her nipples were even more swollen. The whole area around the nipple was puffed out, and the nipples stood up on that like cherries on top of an ice cream sundae. My dessert.I slid one hand between her legs just above the knees, and began to caress her stocking covered leg. She was sitting flat on the seat with her legs slightly apart and I rolled slightly over on the seat toward her, pulling her body against mine. I began to massage her leg with my left hand while continuing to knead her breasts and pull her nipples with my right. I kept on kissing her as I rubbed her top and bottom. She had her arms around me now, and was holding me tightly. As I started to move my hand up her thigh, she clamped her legs together over his hand in an effort to stop the progress. She whimpered "no, I can't." It wasn't the time to push her; I had to play the fish. I gently removed my hand from between her legs, and, again pulling her slightly toward me, began to stroke her back and buttocks. She never broke the kiss. We continued kissing deeply, with one of my hands working on her breasts and nipples and the other stroking her back and buttocks. She was shaking all over with excitement and conflict. I knew I couldn't push her, but at the same time I couldn't give her time to think about it.I again slid my hand between her legs, this time reaching about the top of her stockings, and started massaging her thigh. She was enjoying that, so I moved my hand slowly upward and as I reached her panty area, she lifted her right leg up over mine, making herself open to my hand. Jackpot! This bitch was in the bag. I began to knead her pubic area through the panties, then began alternating between running my finger tips across her pussy lips and clit and kneading the whole pubic area. My thumb was just above her clit and fingers putting pressure on her labia. At the same time, I kept kissing and sucking her nipples. As I squeezed my thumb and fingers gently together on her pussy, I could tell I was bringing her intense pleasure. Her panties were soaking wet. When she started hunching and grinding her pussy into my hand, I slid my fingers under the leg band of her panties and into her wet and willing slit. She was so hot and wet, like a teenager at her first prom. My thumb joined my fingers beneath her panties which I now pushed aside, and while I fingered her I gently massaged her clit with my thumb. She was out of control at this point, bouncing her butt off the leather seats and grinding her pussy against my fingers. I reached up to the waistband of her panties and began pulling them down. They were silk, with lace on them. She lifted her hips to help me and kept humping her butt around wanting my hand back where it belonged. I slid them down her legs, over her high heels, and then had them off. I dropped them over the back of the seat into the back floorboard. They would make a nice souvenir for George.I brought my hand back to her pussy and again began to work on it, thrusting my fingers deeply into her wetness, then bringing them out and licking them. She tasted great. I offered them for her to lick, and she did. She was completely into this now, and not aware of anything else in the world. She reached down and slid her hand into the waistband of my trousers, and grabbed my swollen dick. She massaged it a couple of strokes, then pulled her hand out and used it to undo my belt and zipper.I rolled over her and got on my knees in the floorboard. I really wanted to eat that pretty pussy, but couldn't figure out a way to do it the way we were in the seat, and did not want to break the mood moving around. Both my hands were now on her boobs and nipples as I leaned into her. She slid further down on the seat toward me and began grinding her hot pussy against me. I reached down and dropped my pants the rest of the way, letting my dick free. I took one hand off a tit, and guided my dick into her waiting hole. I rubbed it up and down a few times from her clit to her ass to get it good and wet. She was tight; if she wasn't so wet we would never have made it. I don't think George could ever have gotten his horsecock into that tight little cunt. As I sunk my dick deep, I grabbed her hips with both hands pulling her toward me as I continued to thrust deeper into her. She had her legs doubled up, with her heels on the dashboard and was slid down in the seat as far toward me as possible. The seat was leaned back. I started timing my pulls on her hips with my forward thrusts, pushing deeply as possible into her. When I was in the deepest, I would grind my hips from left to right and work her buttocks with his hands. My dick rubbed all sides of her hot pussy and kept a lot of pressure on her clit. She was absolutely crazy with desire at this point, leaning back on the seat and pulling on her own nipples till they looked as though they were going to stretch like rubber bands. She was a moaner, making little "Uhhhh, uhhh, uhhh!" sounds as I kept on pounding away at that sweet, hot pussy. She started screaming "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me harder". Her legs began to spasm and wrap around me as I pounded harder and harder. Suddenly, we were both coming. It was a tremendous climax. She was screaming and jerking, and kicking her heels on my back. And I had it all on camera. That made it even better. About the time I rolled off of her, I thought I saw the curtains move in the window above. I hoped whoever was watching got an eyeful. I knew I would be long gone before anyone could get down here. And whoever it was, that was her problem.Reality started to set in right after the big climax. I could see she was asking herself what she had gotten herself into. I really didn't have time for that bullshit. I suggested she had better get in before someone came out. She nodded and looked like she didn't know what to do. I reached across and opened her door. She got out and stood there with her blouse open, her bra undone and tits hanging out, and a big wet spot on her skirt. I told her not to forget her purse, and said how great it was and that I hoped to see her tomorrow at work. She didn't say a thing. I drove off, leaving her standing there.The next day I went to George's office to claim my prize. I told him I earned both the hundred and the thousand. He said "Sure, like hell you did. Nobody nails the Ice Princess." I just dropped the panties on his desk. He picked them up, looked at them, sniffed the dried juices, and said "Nice, but how do I know where you got them." I said, "Got you, Georgie, look on your e-mail." I had downloaded some selected photos from the phone this morning before coming in, and emailed them to George. All he could do was stare at the photos. The timer missed a few good shots, but there were some great ones there. George asked if there were more; I said sure, I'd send him a copy of all of them. He laughed and wrote me a check. George is a great sport, but I have a feeling he will be getting something for his money. "You going to see her again?" George asked. "I may fuck her again when I come to town, otherwise, no." I responded. "Did you think about what this might do to her marriage?" "That's her problem, George, not mine. Why do women think they can do what they want to, then get you to take responsibility for their actions and help them fix things?"George laughed again and said "You are a cold bastard, Todd."I told him "She's a grown woman and should have known what she was getting into. If there are any problems with her husband, she should have thought of that before she let me jump her bones. She could have said no at any time and I would probably have stopped, at least any time before I got my dick in her. No backing out after that point. Whether she wants to admit it or not, she wanted what she got and she damn sure enjoyed it. Anyway, it is her problem. I don't wish her any bad luck, but I really don't give a shit either way." Jeanie phoned in sick this morning. She tried several times to call me, but I was too busy to take time to listen to some bitch whine or to explain that while last night was a fun evening, I am not about to be tied down to any one woman. At least with the photos, there was no way she was going to be claiming rape. It was obvious she was a willing participant. The shot with her hand down my pants was great. I'll fuck her again next time I'm in town, if she is still here. Women are funny, you have to treat them like a queen before you fuck them, but once you fuck them you have to treat them like a whorethen they keep coming back for more. We could have a hell of an evening in a real bed. Anyway, I've got a plane to catch. It is going to be fun spending George's money.END |
community.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/76/community.txt | It was in the late 70's and I was visiting my cousin in the south during spring break. The worst of the segregation issues were over but there was still tension in that area. I had longish hair and was very buff as a member of my schools swim team, but was out of action due to an injury. In those days it was common for swimmers to shave all their body hair to reduce drag in the water. I was even shaved in my pubic region after an event by two team mates who ended up with me giving oral and receiving anal sex at the same time for the first time. I was a little confused about my sexuality and wanted to get out of my home town for that reason. My cousin was ten years older than me making him 30 and a total red neck. He teased me about looking like a fag with my long hair.It was a week day and I decided that I needed to take a run to keep in shape. That morning I decided to shave everything again after having not done it for several days mainly because I was starting to itch from the hair growing back and it felt really hot to me in that climate. I put on a tee shirt which had a logo from a paint suppler saying "roll out" with your colors in much smaller print under it. I had on white cotton briefs under my thin white gym shorts and my sneakers. The tee was a little too tight and my nipples which are large and erect when I am stimulated or cold tended to look like a nice A cup on a teen girl. My cousin was getting ready to go to work when I came down to start my run. He looked at my outfit and shaved legs and arms and said, "Geez! You're a fag. You better stay out of the black section or you might end up somebody's girlfriend for the week. Hell that might even end up the same in any part of town." He laughed and said he was leaving before he got a hard on. I considered changing my outfit but shrugged it off thinking it didn't look that bad since I wore all the time at home, besides it kind of gave a little thrill that I might be ogled at.I had run about 10 miles having gotten plenty of stares along the way until the black top ended at a little store although the road continues as a dirt road. I was hot and thirsty so I decided to get a cold drink before returning to town. As I entered I realized that I was the only white in the building, I asked for and got a soda and quickly went outside to drink it. A large fit black man followed me out, telling me that I was fine looking little white bitch, not knowing how to respond I just smiled. He reached over and pulled on one of my nipples that were prominently showing through the wet fabric of my tee due the sweat that I had generated on my run. I backed away and stammered, "Is there a short cut back to town since I wanted to get back there as soon as possible." He laughed and told me to relax baby just take the dirt road and it will curve back to town and it was only two miles away. As I took off he said it's a part of town that you probably haven't seen yet. After about two miles I entered what was clearly the black neighborhood. I slowed down and passed two white cops in their car, they called out to me asking what I was doing in this part of town boy? They looked me up and down laughed and said, "Well maybe you should be over here, aren't you that sissy northerner staying with Red? Get going boy we be watching you."Leaving them, feeling a little pissed, I run into four black men washing a car with a garden hose. I try to walk by as unobtrusive as possible, when one calls out, "Hey baby!"I recognize him from the store and notice that all four of them are really only wearing colored cotton shorts. A blast of cold water hits me from the hose completely soaking me with them saying, "You looked like you needed a bath after your hot run baby," as they laughed. I had to admit it felt good then I noticed that I was essentially naked with the white fabric of my clothing wet. "MY, MY! What do we have here?" Leroy says as they start to surround me. He tears my tee off taking both nipples in his rough fingers and gives them a hard squeeze, twisting them as he pulls me to his mouth, giving me a deep and passionate kiss, which I find myself responding too. As this happened I flashed back a week earlier to the shower room at the pool where my teammate Jeff was staring at my nipples as I getting ready to showered. He tells me he is getting a boner just watching them as I appear to be so feminine, he says that even the coach is concerned how I look topless. He tells another teammate Paul to get one of those girls Speedos from the hall and they force me to put it on. Wow they say looking at me, "you let that long hair down and you would pass dude."I looked at the mirror and had to admit they were right except for my pubs showing outside the narrow crotch since my genitals were still shriveled from the cold of the pool. He tells Paul to get the razor that the coach has for trimming the hair before meets and they proceed to shave me clean as a baby. Jeff stands behind me fondling my nipples whispering in my ear that he wants to fuck me. He says since he isn't a queer I must be a girl, he pushes his erection against my ass cheeks. I know it's supposed to hurt when you get a cock in your ass but I had just taken a big dump and had washed my sphincter with soap as I often do after a big one. He just slid into me like it was a natural thing and it felt good to me so I pushed back despite my fears.Then he says as he's me pushing, "Suck Paul's dick baby!" Now that was not anything I had ever done before and I wasn't quite sure how to do it. First I smelled it then I licked it finally taking the head into my mouth. Then I slid my tongue under it and he pushed into my throat, I gagged and pulled back but soon found it possible to take the whole thing inside of me.At that point he started to pump into my mouth at a furious pace, both men pumped into me and I had a sensation of complete submission that completely excited me. Then they erupted inside me filling me with semen which tasted wonderful and felt warm in my gut. They put me back into my Speedos and give me a short skirt that was part of the outfit, making me walk home with the taste of cum in my mouth and semen dripping from my ass. Coming back to present Tyron continues to take control of me. He pulls my shorts and briefs down and I step out of them as if in a trance. He feels my growing erection of my 7 inch cock and says, "Damn girl, you gotta hell of a clit." He kisses me again and slides my hand down to his massive 10 inch cock bursting out of his shorts, I fondle him almost in total reverence as another starts to fondle my buttocks. The other men are almost as well-endowed as Tyron and as he continues to kiss and pull and twist my nipples the first one enters my anus slowly stretching me as they lubricate and penetrate easily reaching full emersion. I am rocking back and forth moaning in pleasure while I masturbate the two other men.My first lover erupts inside my 'pussy', pulling out and presenting me his softening erection to clean as another takes his place. The third man gives me his cock to suck as I greedily swallow it and let him lustily fuck my mouth they both cum together filling me in both ends as I swallow every drop of semen. Then Tyron lifts me and I spread my legs around his torso as he enters me, they are giving me a running commentary on my sexy white slut talents as Tyron says he is ready to breed me. He pumps furiously into me telling me he is going to make me into a community whore or a community "ass" "ette" as he says. As I clean his gorgeous cock he ask me if I will do everything he tells me to, and I agree. I stand totally naked in broad daylight on the street, as the men take the leaking semen from my ass and feed it to me. They produce a pair of nipple clamps which they attach to me and add some weights so that my nipples are extended, they tell me not to try and remove them myself. Tyron takes my wallet and keeps it he hands me my clothes and tells me to walk across the street to a dumpster and throw them away, he says you are a girl now and you don't need any boy clothes. He also says to tell those two cops that have been watching us that you are now a community asset.I walk to the dumpster and the two cops get out of the car, and I tell them what Tyron told me to say. They say you may be sucking every black cock in town but on the white side we are going to use you as a true bitch. At that, they bring out some kind of bench that is narrow and padded they take my weighted nipple clamps off and attach two others connected to an elastic type string, they put me down with my chest centered on the bench and attach the string to loops to tie my nipples taught, they do the same with as strap on my balls.As I lay there excited from the pain they bring the big police dog to my rear. They have covered my anus with a sent infused lube that has the dog going nuts with sexual excitement. The dog mounts me and easily enters my lubed and semen filled anus. He humps me with furious thrust pulling my nipples and balls with each thrust. The large cock begins to grow inside me as his knot enters me and starts to swell, this is the most intense lust I have ever felt and I start coming right there. The dog starts to cum and it starts to relax its thrust as we are knotted together it gets off my back and we are bound back to back. The cops say you might as well relax bitch since you two are going to be tied for at least another 15 minutes and the give me their cocks to suck, which I take hungrily. At the same time I notice that I have been filmed and several people are around me watching and the dog is still pumping semen into me. As I lay there bound and knotted, a completely naked and beautiful pregnant girl walks up to me, she takes my cum off the ground and mixes it with a powder and feeds it to me telling me to swallow, which I do. It's bitter and I make a face and she says to wash it down with this and she approaches me and puts her pussy onto my face and starts to pee. I swallow at least a quart while licking her clit which brings her to orgasm. She says when released from the dog I am to go with her to begin my transformation and training as a community "ASS" "ETTE"To be continued?~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life inanyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any ofthe scenarios in this story; should seriously considerseeking professional help.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 76 |
dressingroom.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/58/dressingroom.txt | Author Note: Thank you for reading this story and I hope you liked it. Please do not hesitate to write with questions, comments, inane ramblings or whatever. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real events is completely accidental. Thank you.***Whistling a nameless song you stroll into the changing room, an assortment of skirts and shirts in your hand ready to be tried on. Still whistling you begin to undress, oblivious to the small hole in the wall and the eye peering through it. As you undress you take a moment to look yourself over in the mirror. A smile starts to spread across your face as you examine you curves. Your hands following the outline of your body as you think to yourself, "Damn I look sexy. Men want me and women want to be me." The eye continues to watch through the peephole, drinking in all of the sights. You reach over and pick out a short little skirt to try on. Slowly you slide it on, wiggling your hips into it. A quick glance into the mirror confirms that the skirt fits, a bit short for public wear maybe, but only because of the accidents that would be caused by people staring as you sauntered past. The skirt is removed and tossed into the maybe pile.Slowly the door to the changing room opens. Quietly a man enters and shuts the door behind him. Suddenly an arm wraps around your waist and a hand covers your mouth. "Shhhh," the voice whispers in your ear. "Relax. I am not going to hurt you. I've been watching you through the hole in the wall and you and I are going to have a little fun. Are you going to keep quiet?"Eyes wide you nod your head up and down. A muffled yes emerging from under his hand.His rough hand removes itself from your mouth and slowly begins to explore your body. His rough hand slides across your chest, down your stomach and around your thighs. Suddenly you feel the cool touch of a knife as your bra straps are sliced and your bra tossed on the ground. Seconds later your panties are lying on the floor in ribbons. A shiver runs through your body as you are suddenly completely exposed to the air.His rough hands slide up following the curves of your body and encircle your breasts. Roughly he massages your breasts and pinches your nipples. Soon your nipples are hard, standing out defiantly from the rest of your body. A slight moan involuntarily slips from your lips. Quickly you bite your bottom lip to prevent another from escaping.The man smiles, leans in and whispers in your ear, "Sounds like someone liked that." He leans in even closer and bites you gently on your neck. "Don't worry. You can enjoy it, I won't tell anyone."One hand continues to tease your breasts while the other hand slides down your body and comes to rest over your crotch. One finger slides into the fold and begins to gently work its way back and forth, managing to softly rub your clit with each stroke. After a few strokes you can feel your body starting to betray you. That familiar moistness begins to build up and a wave of pleasure starts to build in the center of your body and expand outward. Another moan escapes your lips. As soon as the moan escapes your mouth the finger slips inside you and begins to slowly thrust in and out. Your legs spread slightly and your back arches into him, another moan escaping your lips. The man smiles and you can hear the sound of his belt and pants hitting the floor. He reaches up and grasps your wrist, pulling your arm back and placing your hand on his dick. As your hand encircles his shaft a gasp escapes your lips as you feel the size of his shaft. Although only slightly longer then average it is much wider then most, so much so that it is difficult to get your hand around. The man's finger slides out of you and begins to rub your clit, slowly applying pressure. Another moan escapes from you as you begin to melt into his arms. The man's knee spreads your legs apart and bends you over at the waist. You reach out and brace your arms against the wall and wait in eager anticipation for what will happen next. One hand is placed on the small of your back and the other grasps his cock and lines it up with your quivering pussy. The man teases you, sliding the head up and down your slit. Pushing the head in part way and then pulling it back out. Pushing it back in and then pulling it back out. Finally he starts to push it into you. Slowly it slides into. Pushing into you, slowly opening you up and filling you up. You let out a gasp as you wiggle your hips backward. Enjoying the feeling of being completely filled. The man leans forward and begins to bite up and down your neck as he begins to thrust in and out of you. A shiver runs up and down your spine as the sensations begin to rush through your body. The thrusting continues and you begin to moan louder and louder. The man's hand slides up and covers your mouth. "Sshhhhh. Wouldn't want anyone to hear you and come and investigate now would you?" Harder and faster he begins to thrust. His hand sliding up and tweaking your nipples while he continues to thrust.Harder he thrusts and louder you moan into his hand as you feel an orgasm building inside you. Quicker he thrusts as you begin to meet him thrust for thrust. Harder he bites and quicker he thrusts. You can feel it building and building inside you as you thrust harder and harder against him. With a loud moan into his hand you feel the orgasm engulf your body and your mind goes blank in the haze of an orgasm.Panting you lean against the wall drained, but feeling incredible. The man leans forward and gives you a quick kiss on your cheek. "That was a blast. I'll see you at home sweetie."The EndP.S. Thank you for reading this story and I hope you liked it. Please do not hesitate to write with questions, comments, inane ramblings or whatever. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~This story was written as an adult fantasy. The authordoes not condone the described behavior in real life.~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~Kristen's collection - Directory 58 |
arose.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/36/arose.txt | We befriended the neighbour couple shortly after moving in to a large sprawling Connecticut apartment complex. Kenny was a likeable guy and quickly became a "buddy." We did a lot of fun things together, and equally as many as couples. His wife Liz was great lady, but very conservative, especially in regards to sex. She'd become much more vanilla over time, and I could tell it bothered him sometimes. She just wasn't interested in what she called "weird stuff."It wasn't unusual for him to pop in to the house whether I was there or not, and frequently I'd arrive home from work to find him at the table, coffee in hand and a friendly "howdy" smile on his face. My wife Rose liked him and unlike some of my friends, felt comfortable keeping company with him alone. Well over 250 lbs, he was a gentle giant, and I often teased Rose that he appreciated her for more than the coffee, and I sure couldn't blame him.Rose is a sexy lady with brown eyes, and long dark curly hair that cascades in rivulets over milk white shoulders. Her body is full of curves, and tits more than ample for her 5'3" 125 lb petite frame. She draws more than her fair share of attention from other guys, and I get a kick out of her stories of men who flirt with or outright sexually proposition her. For her part, she says it does nothing for her, but I believe all women appreciate the attention, especially after a few years of marriage.From our experience, coworkers and players often target married women like a prize, and there is no shortage of guys looking to try to corrupt their virtues and bed them. In my mind, there is nothing hotter than the seduction of a hot wife, and Rose is all that and more!So as a present to me she's become somewhat more provocative in her dress since moving here. Perhaps because there's not much privacy and she's become used to more people seeing her casually in less clothing. More tank tops, short shorts, and sexy sundresses. Oh yeah, and I bought her 3 1/2 inch heels! All this wasn't lost on my buddy, and I'm sure it fuelled many a fantasy; especially mine.From all the time we spent together, I knew he was pretty well endowed, and I often fantasized about the two of them together.When Liz had gone to visit family in another state, and Kenny couldn't go because of work constraints, he was over every night. The last night before Liz was due back, he arrived at about 8 with a DVD in hand for us to watch.I'd hoped for some steamy and suggestive scenes so as to fuel the fires a little. I wasn't disappointed.Freshly showered and perfumed, Rose dressed in her short nightie, bounced down the stairs just into the beginning of the movie, and sat between us. She leaned against me and her feet were tucked up on the couch against Kenny. I could tell he was having a hard time NOT looking at her legs as the little baby blue cover-up she had on was doing a miserable job of covering her legs, visible near up to her ass.As the movie progressed and it got later, Rose began to get sleepy. No doubt the bottle of Asti we'd split had something to do with it. As she did, I adjusted so that she could put her head on my lap, and suggested she put her legs across Kenny's. At first she said no, but Kenny picked them up and put them across his lap. She protested slightly, but he held firm until she relaxed again, quickly dozing off.I could tell he was getting a contact high from being so close and decided to play a little. Lying nearly on her back now, I began to draw little massaging circles on her stomach. Enough to feel nice, but not enough to feel it as I would catch a wrinkle and pull up the hem of her cover-up just a bit, little by little. I noticed Kenny looked a little flushed and glared nervously at me a couple times, before I realized she wasn't wearing panties, and he was starting to see Rose's clean shaven pussy. She must've felt his erection against her leg and moved a little, allowing her legs to part a bit more. I didn't know if she was really sleeping or flirting, and was getting excited myself knowing my buddy was staring at my wife's naked pussy.I decided to test the waters and to see just how far I could push the envelope, and with a smile and a nod from me, he began to massage her legs. As he did I felt her body grow tenser, the higher he got. When he got to her pussy I winked and nodded in encouragement to continue his explorations. I heard her swallow hard and a soft moan escaped from her lips as his big hand covered her smooth pussy mound, and began massaging her clit. I felt her body tense and spasm with each pass. She opened her eyes as I opened the front of her cover-up perhaps a little surprised, but put up no fight as I continued, sliding the skimpy nightie off her shoulders enough to expose her tits, nipples rigid with excitement. She used to blush when I'd tell her she had magnificent tits that needed to be seen more often, and now Kenny had a birds eye view.Rubbing my cock through my shorts, she looked at me with raw lust and longing, as Kenny rimmed her pussy and sank two fingers into her. This forced her to spread her legs more to accommodate his probing. It was only moments later when an intense series of orgasms rippled through her accompanied by rapid breathing and a few gasps. As she lay there recuperating, Kenny slid off the couch, down between her legs and began to lap at her pussy before she could regain her composure. Alternating his tongue between her clit and burying it in her cunt brought her to at least two more orgasms in no time at all.Pulling out my cock, Rose had begun to suck it and it was all I could do to keep from coming right then and there. Suddenly she lifted herself up against his onslaught and began thrashing in orgasm. As it subsided, Kenny stood and dropped his shorts, exposing a large, fat cock. Rose sat up and took it into her mouth. I knew how good her tongue felt as she was sucking a cock, and now Kenny was having the same experience. His hands were running through her hair as her lips caressed his cock. It was large and she was having trouble initially getting it all in her mouth, but she quickly adjusted, and it was very erotic watching my wife suck his cock like a master artist at work. During this I began to massage her tits and pussy from behind, bringing her to the edge again many times.Kenny indicated he wouldn't be able to take much more without coming, so she sat back on the couch against me, her legs spread, and breathing hard. Kenny wasn't looking for permission now, and moved between her legs. She covered her pussy with her hand and looked at me hesitantly, as she'd never had another man inside her. I put my hand on hers and moved it away, then with the other hand gently lifted her leg, spread-eagling my wife for Kenny to fuck.He didn't hesitate. He rubbed his cock head against her pussy, gently working it into her. With a gasp, she grabbed and squeezed my hand as it began to disappear into her cunt. It took a few seconds for her to adjust to the size as he alternated between going a couple inches, then waiting for her to get used to it.After a minute, he was balls deep inside Rose. He began to fuck my bride in a slow rhythmic motion, building in intensity. I was helping to hold her legs back as he pounded it hard and fast, using his weight to drive his cock deep into my petite wife's pussy.Each thrust was met by Rose's grunts and moans accompanying her rapid breathing. Her pussy lips strained to admit his probe, then held fast to it as it withdrew as if to hold it deep within her. I started asking her how it felt to have his cock inside her. She whispered, "It feels so good!" I was surprised when she started moaning, "Fuck me harder." It was so erotic hearing her be so vocal with him, begging another man to fuck her. She was so wet by this point I could hear a sloshing sound with each thrust, and figured he must've filled her with cum once already, but wasn't going to stop till he got his fill of her cunt.Finally he pinned her legs against her chest and leaned all his weight into it, keeping it deep inside her, which made her let go of my hand and grab hold of him tightly with both hands.He must've cum again inside Rose, as he looked spent, and began to withdraw. She was making little soft moans as he shrank in her. She held him tightly for a few moments afterward, having shared her most intimate self with him. I kissed her deeply and felt down between her legs, feeling how incredibly wet she was. Her clit was so sensitive that she shuddered at the touch.I took my place between her legs and slid my cock so easily into her pussy, with Kenny's cum slowly leaking out of her. I almost couldn't feel anything but hot, wet, and sticky. After only minutes, I mixed my cum with his inside my wife's pussy.Later, after Kenny had left, I still couldn't believe the events as I replayed them over and over in my mind. She'd given herself so completely for another man's pleasure to please me, as well as herself. Years of fantasy had given way to a new reality, over which we've had no regrets. Kenny became a semi-regular, fucking Rose over the next two years.They say once you let the genie out of the bottle, you can never close it again, same in the case of her legs. She seemed to enjoy her newfound freedom to experiment sexually, and with much more confidence in herself, and I couldn't be prouder!END |
marriedsister.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/70/marriedsister.txt | -= Chapter 1 =-It was a lovely morning. But, then, it was always a lovely morning in San Diego. A Mr. Branson, retired, henpecked, was out tending his garden bright and early. His wife was pleased with his sudden interest in gardening. Actually, old Branson didn't care a hang about flowers or lawns, they were all weeds to him. What he did care about and why he was out in the garden bright and early every morning was for the pleasure and excitement of seeing their neighbor, young Gail Hanover, walk out of her house and down to the mailbox and then back up the path again.On what Branson called "good days" she would open the mail then walk slowly back up the path to the house. The slower, the better, for Branson's interests. This particular morning, he positioned himself in a corner of the yard, crouching over a bed of marigolds and pretending to dig while his eyes looked through his bushy eyebrows and he waited.And Gail was well worth the waiting. Yesterday, she had come down to the mailbox dressed in a lounging gown and old Branson had gritted his teeth against his anger at being disappointed then almost fell in a bed of tulips as, while she was opening the mail, her gown fell open and he saw one leg up to the hip bone. It was an indelible image he would savor late at night while lying next to his snoring wife. She was wearing high heels under the gown and her leg showed itself off beautifully with slim tapered ankles curving out into well-rounded calves. Then -- and every time Branson thought of it, his mouth went dry -- a thigh. Not just any thigh, but full, voluptuous thighs that seemed to swoop out in pure white firmness. And all she was wearing was a rose-red bikini panty!Branson had to close his eyes when he thought of how the panties stretched tight across her hips, revealing the soft bulge of one pelvic bone and the way the material caught tight and was tense at the V of her crotch.It was only for a split second, but old Branson had seen it and found himself shaking. "By God, if I were only twenty years younger!" he had muttered.The postman had delivered the mail, turned the flag up and Branson was in position. His only regret was the fact that he couldn't get closer.Gail Hanover came out of the house. She had risen early, determined to clean. It was such a bright and sunny day, she saw no reason for wearing a lot of clothes. A pair of shorts and one of Rod's old white shirts pulled and knotted around her slim waist seemed enough. She came from the house barefoot and old Branson crouched like some old satyr and peered through his white picket fence.Gail came down the path tossing her hair. It was beautiful jet-black hair and contrasted sharply with her pale blue eyes. The tights were old and rose high on her hips, almost revealing her hip bones. A pair of hip huggers she had cut off, they slung low, revealing her navel which Branson saw with rippling flesh. The V of the huggers fit tight over her crotch. Gail enjoyed the slight pressure and excitement they afforded her and walked in a hip undulating fashion to heighten the sensation.Old Branson fell to one knee as he craned forward, his now sweating face no more than three inches from the fence as he saw her bending to open the mailbox. My God! he thought, that young chippie isn't wearing a bra!It was true. Her ample breasts seemed to shift under her husband's shirt and the nipples made little reverse indentations on the cotton, sticking out in a provocative way.Branson quickly swiped at his upper lip, removing perspiration. Gail was a lovely thing to look at: slim, big breasted, long legs, thick hair and a lovely face with a small nose, almost snub-nosed, and a large, sensuous mouth. She looked just like the girls he saw in Playboy magazine whenever he went down to the drugstore to get prescriptions filled. She was better than anything he had ever seen in a magazine. She was real! And she was across the street, tearing open a letter and practically naked.As he watched, she read a letter hastily, a smile coming over her face. Then, in a spontaneous movement, she jumped up and down with glee, her breasts shaking and quivering.To his disappointment, she turned to run to her house. Then, his luck holding, she dropped a letter and bent over, her back to him, and picked it up. For one moment of glorious agony, Branson saw her hips and buttocks fan out and her shorts ride high up and be caught in the deep crevice between her legs. She straightened and walked on to the house, the two smooth, undulating cheeks of her buttocks in plain sight bouncing up and down.If it had been any other day and any other letter, Gail might have heard a moan from the yard across the way and looked to see what was happening. But, not today. She held in her hand THE letter. Everybody gets at least one letter in their life which they can deem important. They can look back to that time and say, "My life changed that day."So it was for Gail. She ran into the house excited, not knowing what she was going to do or if there was anything she should do.She stood in their living room and laughed softly. She read the letter again, taking in every word. It was so very brief.DARLING, LEAVING THIS HELLHOLE IN ONE WEEK AND FLYING BACK HOME TO YOU. LOVE, ROD.Airmailed and postmarked two days ago. A quick calculation told her he might be home by next weekend. Gail felt good, better than she had felt in weeks. If old Branson hadn't been so interested in her body and his own frustrated thoughts, he would have noticed that Gail wasn't a happy girl; that she was, in fact, a deeply troubled human being. If horny old Branson had looked closely, he would have seen the telltale signs of much drinking the night before.Rod had been in Vietnam a year and she had lived alone, having few friends and occasionally working for the Kelly Girls, taking office jobs when they seemed suitable and the mood hit her. Most of her friends were the wives of servicemen, like herself, waiting for their men to come home.Then Lee, her younger brother came to visit her and stay. Although a warm day, Gail shivered, thinking about him and his visit. At home, when they were growing up, Lee, one year younger, had always been a wild one, getting into all sorts of trouble. At first, it had been dismissed as "coltish behavior", and "sowing his wild oats." Later, it had gotten more serious: drinking escapades and stories of wild parties. Lee ran with a crowd that was considered disreputable and Gail had nothing to do with them. One night Lee had come home drunk and surprised Gail as she lay in bed reading a book. He had attacked her. The word "attack" was never really mentioned and the whole thing was smoothed over as a joke. Lee being so drunk he "didn't know where he was." At least that is what Gail's mother had said. Her mother had a special attachment to Lee that Gail used to wonder about. Near forty, her mother was still a fine looking woman.When Rod came along, the whole world changed and it wasn't long before they were married and moved to San Diego. And then Gail's mother wrote to say that Lee was coming out to see her right after school let out. Lee was attending an eastern college. In his first year, he had been almost kicked out. Several students had been arrested in an apartment off campus. Seems a sex party had been going on and one girl claimed that she had been raped.And Lee had come to visit Gail.Despite his sardonic and unpredictable ways, Gail loved her brother. His aggressiveness and his sharp tongue didn't bother her; she thought, that with time, he would change. When he first came, she had been struck by how different they were. She was to learn, to her horror and shame, how very much alike they were in at least one way.He had showed up one morning in front of her house, a sleeping bag on his back, his hair too long and unkempt, his lips twisted in that old grin. "Hiya. Man, you're something else."After she had fed him and he talked of their parents, she sat down across the table from him and looked at him carefully. He had grown, he was no longer just her little brother, he was a man. And that same mischievous look was on his face. Only, now, there was something more there. The impish quality had become hard, there was a glitter and gleam to his eye that disturbed her. What was it? It seemed to her they were shrewd eyes old beyond belief. There was a cynical edge to his voice, a strange dry quality that told you there was little that he hadn't done.Standing with Rod's scrawled hasty letter in her hand, Gail shivered again. She slumped into a chair and stared off. What was she going to do? How could she tell Rod? What would happen, how would she feel when Rod was finally in front of her took her in his arms? How would she respond? Would it be the same as before?Or, would she, in some unpredictable way, give herself away? How would she act in the throes of passion?Her depression came back and she felt the need of a drink. Just one, she told herself, then put her hand to her head and closed her eyes. She had to face this thing, she had to think it out. More than anything, she had to resolve it in her own mind.She had been always told and felt it was true that she was a person of character. Setting her jaw, she carefully folded Rod's letter and put it away in the desk with all of his letters that she had kept. She could not resist sitting and rereading some of them, tears brimming in her eyes. She loved Rod and he was the only man ever to have her ... until Lee, her brother, came to visit.She couldn't stand it any longer. She slammed the desk drawer shut then swiveled to the kitchen where she poured a drink of scotch into a glass and sat down at the kitchen table. I don't care if it's morning and this is a stupid thing to do. I want to think, she told herself.She swallowed the scotch and made a face, feeling it burn down and hit her empty stomach. Hastily, she made some Instant coffee and poured the rest of the scotch in the cup and sat down to sip and think.One of the wonders of the human mind is its adaptability. Gail had not once allowed herself to think of what happened with Lee since he had gone. While it was happening and while he was staying with her, she could think of nothing else. When he left, something in her brain shut off. An instinct told her she needed time to think, to recover. She became busy with hundreds of chores. She visited girl friends and baby sat. She went alone to movies and when she had seen them all, when there was nothing to do or no one to see, when it was night and she was alone with only the TV playing endlessly, she drank. She drank heavily and many mornings awoke to find herself still on the couch, clothed, with the television hissing a pale blue screen in the corner. Her head would ache and her stomach was sour and she took long showers and plenty of aspirin.And she dreaded becoming a secret drinker, a furtive alcoholic.She would sit for hours, smoking, drinking, longing for Rod and wanting so much to talk with him. Then, thinking of what happened, she dreaded the idea of Rod coming back to her; she was not the same person he had left.She sipped steadily on her coffee and inhaled the fumes of the scotch and willed herself to think of what had happened and try to understand it and the way that she felt.Lee, restless the first night, insisted they go out. He had money and wanted to see the town. They had gone out for drinks and dinner and Lee had grown funnier and more charming as the night went on. Driving in the car, Gail had said, "Where to now?""Nirvana, Babe.""Huh?""A little action.""Gee, I don't know. I don't go out much now that Rod's away. I've been out of it. How about a movie?"Lee slumped down in his seat and made a face. "How about a taffy pull or a night class in wax casting? Come on, Babe, you can do better than that."Gail smiled at her brother who looked so bored. "Okay, what do you want to do?""A nightclub. One of those topless-bottomless joints. A real sleazy dive with lots of broads around and guys trying to make time."Gail raised her eyebrows. "Somehow I don't think I'm the person to ask about that. Besides, you're only nineteen. You couldn't get in."Lee pointed a finger at her and made a popping sound with his mouth. "I gotta phoney I.D.""Isn't that against the law?"Sure, if you're dumb enough to get caught. Look, who's going to say my I.D. is phoney? I left my real one back at your place. Where's a strip joint?""I don't know if I should go to such a place?""Ever seen one?""No.""Then don't knock it if you don't know about it. Aren't you at all curious?"Gail smiled despite herself. It was almost as if he could read her thoughts. In fact, she was very curious in what really went on in what she and Rod called "The topless pits." Since Rod had been in Vietnam, she had abstained from sex, feeling a great yearning and loneliness yet feeling that it was all worth it. When her man came home, he would come to her bed and it all would be just beautiful. Now, Lee had tickled her curiosity and she felt this was a perfect time to satisfy it: she couldn't go with girl friends because it would look funny, like they were trying to "get picked up." She certainly couldn't go with another man and square it with her conscience. But she could go with Lee. He was not just another man, he was her brother. She could, when in a teasing mood, tell Rod she had been in a topless bar and feel no guilt, because Lee had been along.The delicious sense of doing something wrong, a child-like fit of giggles came over her. "I know where a lot of those places are.""Take me there, you improper bitch!" Lee said, clowning and waving an arm.They were in a gay mood full of nonsense when they entered a club, THE PUSSYCAT PARLOR. Gail found herself, once inside, in pitch blackness. She blinked and held her hand out. Lee, thoroughly accustomed to such dark, led her along through the tables. There was a bright stage light at the far end of the dark bar and Gail knew that would be where the "action" was. She didn't look at it; half out of excitement and half out of her footing as they weaved toward the light.They were seated at a ringside table by a girl in a lowcut blouse showing plenty of cleavage. When Gail sat down she saw that the girl was wearing black tights and panties that were cut so as to ride high up on her hip. The girl smiled invitingly at Lee and took their order. Music was blaring from a jukebox and Gail caught a movement out of the corner of her eye. A girl, young, attractive, with long hair and an Indian headband across her forehead, mounted the stage. She was dressed in a simple miniskirt and she smiled down at them, her body already beginning to sway and move to the rock beat.Very simply, with a smile that was relaxed and a little lewd, she pulled the dress up over her head and Gail gasped. The girl was naked, save for her sandals and headband!Gail knew she had a good body, but this girl was really good. She was tall, willowy, with a long waist and full firm hips. Her long tapering thighs came down to dimpled knees and long calves ending in incredibly thin ankles. Her breasts were high and huge and jutting out, away from each other and ended in taut nipples like two dark bullets. Her stomach was flat and her buttocks, seen in the mirrors behind her were two full smooth cheeks with a deep crevice dividing them.Gail's astonished eyes took her all in and finally centered, hopelessly fascinated, by the V of soft curling pubic hair that formed where her deep thighs met her torso. Her mound of Venus jutted out ever so enticingly, only to serve notice as to the hidden delights of the warm inviting vagina hidden up between her thighs.Hands on her hips, the girl gyrated in time to the building music, looking down at Lee and Gail and slowly licking her lips as her hips rotated. As the music grew wilder, the girl began shaking her shoulders, making her breasts quiver in a lascivious way and her hands slid down to cup around her groin, to feel the air as if she were caressing an invisible penis and to jut her hips out in a lewd invitation. Gail's mouth fell open as she looked up at the girl dancing and saw the swelling lips of her vagina beginning to ever-so-slightly part as she danced on.My God, Gail thought, she's getting herself really aroused!She had never seen a woman do this before in private, let alone in public. The music became more frantic, louder, and the girl became more abandoned in her dancing, doing deep bends and leaning over and wiggling her buttocks invitingly, her breasts moving in a tantalizing way. It dawned on Gail that the girl was actually dancing a sex act -- the woman's half of the sex act -- right in front of everyone. The music grew wilder. and the girl's hair lashed around as she threw her head back and spread her legs, a look of ecstasy on her face as her hips undulated and she spread her legs wider and Gail could clearly see the narrow glistening slit of her naked cunt.Everyone could see. Gail's head was going around as she watched, not even conscious that their drinks had been served and that she was gulping at it. Her heart was pounding and every nerve in her body, so long quiet, was now hammering at her being. The natural thought came into her mind: what must it be like to do that?And the answer, with a force and fury that amazed her, told her it would be exciting. The girl in front of them, totally naked, her eyes half closed, her mouth open and her lips wet, her body writhing, moving sensuously to the wild music, was obviously enjoying every minute of it.The music stopped and the girl forced herself to stop too. She pulled her dress on, breathing hard, looking down at Lee with a strange searching look on her face. Gail looked at him and saw that lopsided little enigmatic grin on his face. Still looking at him, the girl slipped off behind a partition."Wow, she was all right. You like that? You sure know how to pick the places, Babe," Lee said, flicking his fingers to order another round of drinks.Gail put one hand to her face, shielding it from the rest of the bar. "I've never seen anything like that before in my whole life. I never dreamed! She didn't have anything on!""That's right. Groovy. Nothing like getting down to the old nitty-gritty.""Is that legal? I mean, supposing the police raid this place?"Lee's expression of disgust came again. "Sister, I gotta say this. You are square. Don't you know what's been happening? Where have you been since you left home? The law can't do a thing. Their hands are tied. It had something to do with the Supreme Court. They can't touch an operation like this. It's art, baby!"They were served their drinks and Gail gulped again. She was still astounded and excited. She felt the urge to squirm against the hot throbbing and moistness she felt down between her legs. The sheer brazen audacity of it all numbed her except for a strangely rising sexual response that she couldn't control.And her younger brother, sitting across from her with that inscrutable sardonic smile, watching her with those cold attentive eyes. Lee, so wild and unpredictable, so young and so handsome. Lee, toying with his drink and grinning. "Let's go home."Gail caught her breath and looked around. "We just got here.""I wanna go. I wanna talk to you."The tone of his voice had sent a warning bell ringing in her mind. But the alcohol, the dancing girl, her own thwarted desire over-rode the sound. He was after all, her brother. "Okay."In the car again, they drove saying little, Gail driving with Lee staring moodily out the passenger side window. Back in the apartment, Lee sprawled on the couch and looked up at his sister, that ironic smile coming back. "What do you like?"Gail was genuinely puzzled. "What do I like?""Yeah, what turns you on in bed? What kind of sex do you like?"Gail was visibly jarred by the question and she had skipped a beat before laughing and saying, with a wave of the hand, "Oh, lots of things. Want a drink?"Lee got up. "No, I got something better." He went to the closet and got out his sleeping bag. Not looking at her, he asked, "Ever make it with more than one guy? Ever try a threesome?"Gail felt her body tingle. "What?"Lee appeared a bit weary. "ever ball two guys at the same time?"Gail again visibly reacted as the image of Rod, herself, and a faceless man whipped into her mind. It was so exciting and depraved, she couldn't allow herself to think about it. "I ... I don't think that's any of your business," she said, turning to the bar Rod had built before leaving and pouring herself a drink."Okay," Lee said, ambling back to the couch with some cigarette papers in his hand and a little pouch dangling from one finger."What's that?" Gail asked, her voice full of suspicion."Grass," Lee said casually.Gail set her drink down firmly on the bar. "No," she said in a firm tight voice. All of a sudden, she was feeling a dislike for her brother.Lee grinned at her as he measured out the green dried weeds. "Come on. Mean to say you've never tried it?""No." Gail stood in front of him. "Lee, I won't have that kind of stuff in my house.""Huh?""I mean it and I'm ashamed of you, doing a thing like that. Shame on you."Lee looked at her for a minute before bursting out in incredulous laughter. "You really mean it. You're not putting me on? You really mean it, this is no put-on?""Yes.""Well that sure puts a tail on the dog. You've never tried this?""No, and I don't want to.""Rod has."Again, his calmness, his laughing face, and his ability to change pace threw her. "How do you know?"Again, Lee laughed. "Hell, he's in Vietnam."Gail's face clouded. It was true, there had been articles in the papers about pot smoking among the troops. "You're only guessing," she said defiantly.He shook his head. "I know Rod.""That's no reason for me to try it," she said, walking back to her drink."There's every reason in the world for you to try it."Again, Gail was puzzled by her brother. "What do you mean by that?"Now, looking back, Gail could see that was the wrong question to ask. Had she insisted he get rid of the stuff, the ensuing argument might never have happened and the whole evening might have been different.Lee had answered her question, had talked long about "grass" and had played on her doubts and fears, gradually boxing her in until Gail, feeling she was insane, feeling that she was doing something sinful and depraved, agreed to take "just one puff". She did it, holding her breath as long as she could, then exhaled. "I don't feel a thing."Lee had smiled secretly. "Wait," was all he would say.Having taken one puff and felt nothing, it didn't seem so terribly dangerous to take another. And a third. Fourth. She took so many puffs, she lost track of how many drags she had. In fact, she seemed to have lost track of time itself. There was so much she suddenly couldn't account for. They were sitting on the floor with drinks in front of them and music was playing on the radio and had been playing for a long time. She was smoking a cigarette and watching, with a glazed absorption, the thick gray smoke curling up in the air. It seemed that she had been watching the smoke all night."I have."Lee's quiet voice made her jump. She tried to focus on him. "What?" she asked, her voice thick and slurring."I've balled two chicks at the same time.""What?" Gail said stupidly, feeling a wave of lewd curiosity come over her."Yeah," Lee went on, smiling. "Two girls. Met them in a commune I visited and they liked that sort of thing.""Really? That's terrible," Gail said with a little giggle."What are you laughing for if it's terrible?""I don't know. I feel so... funny.""Yeah." Leaning over, he began stroking the back of her arm. Despite herself, she let him do it. It felt so good, sending a tingling sensation all through her body."What did you do?" She couldn't help asking the question as she bit her lip in anticipation.Lee kept on stroking her arm, running his fingers up to her shoulder. "I balled them. We fucked."The word "Fucked," hung in the air and Gail felt an involuntary tingle down between her legs as she heard the word. Her legs were crossed and she wondered hazily if he could see up her dress to her panties.Looking down at her drink, she asked, "And ... what did ... they, the girls, do?""They took turns fucking me and then went down on each other while I watched." His other hand began stroking one of her knees, pushing her skirt back.Gail's heart was pounding and her mouth was dry. Her mind was imagining what it must have been like and paying no attention to what his hands were doing. Besides, it felt good, exciting her and making the idea of her own brother in bed with two women all the more exciting. It was wrong, it was evil, it was depraved, it was carnal, yet it was exciting. She had looked at her brother full of dazed, drugged wonder. He had actually done such a thing! It was unbelievable. "You're making all this up."Thinking back, reliving every moment of the night with her brother, Gail put her head in her hands and wanted to cry. If only she had gotten up at that point, or at least forced his hands away, it might have been different.Yet, now, she knew it would have been the same. Details might have changed, but the end result would be the same. Lee had wanted it to happen and, now, only now, could Gail, full of despair, admit that she too had wanted it to happen.-= Chapter 2 =-She had no chance. She was drugged, she had no idea of how much she had drunk. Lee was telling her lurid details about his night in bed with the two girls, describing their bodies and what they did to him in lewd detail, and his hands were all over her body.Lee had said she was too tense. How had he put it?"You're uptight. Relax." Thinking of his exact words, she went back to the night, determined to relive the whole thing. He had suggested a massage and she had stretched out on the floor on her stomach and felt his strong hands kneading the flesh around her neck and shoulders. "Oh, that feels so good! she had sighed.And she let him go on. Her own younger brother had unzipped her dress and his fingers gently massaged her bare flesh. She had only murmured when he had unclasped her bra. She lay quiet, sighing with pleasure as his hands caressed her back and she felt an intense pleasure that somehow lulled her mind while pleasing her body. This was the first time she had felt any physical affection since Rod had left and it was so pleasant and everything was happening so easily as Lee said, "I can't get at your arms and shoulders with this dress in the way."And Gail had actually helped him get it off until she was lying with the dress down around her waist, her whole back naked, her breasts crushed under her in the bra. It was wrong what she was doing, naughty, bad, but so very very good. And, after all, she rationalized through the marijuana haze, it was her brother.The music, light and dreamy, was still playing on the radio and Gail found herself listening in rapt pleasure as she felt his hands working their way down her spinal cord, toward her buttocks. Her excitement increased as she felt his fingers probing lower and lower, pulling down her panties until his fingers were working soothingly at the deep crevice between her buttocks. Just as she felt she must say something to stop him, he returned to her shoulders, gripping them as he leaned over and whispered, "That feel good, Sis?""Mmmmm," she had murmured and he began all over again. She closed her eyes as she felt the fingers on her back. They were strong and sure and she liked the feeling and a wild thought filtered through her drug dimmed mind ... just once, one time in my life, I'd like to be in an orgy with other naked people. Just once!His hands were going lower this time, slowly going over her back to tease themselves in the soft yielding crevice of her buttocks. His hand was actually under her white nylon panties now and just inches from her now unprotected anus that suddenly became alive with feeling and she was aware of her vagina, pressed into the rug underneath her. Her pussy lips were swelling against the tightness of the crotch band of her panties and she could feel a slowly rising moistness in her vagina. It was a warm slippery feeling that excited and tormented her and she flexed her inner thigh muscles to relieve the lewdly growing sensation."You're tense, Sis. Relax and enjoy it." Her brother whispered hotly behind her ear. He was bending over her, his body close. She could feel the heat of his breath on the nape of her neck, sending a prickly sensation down her spine to where his hand was now massaging the smooth rounded cheeks of her buttocks under her panties."Do you think this is right?" she asked, surprised how low and sexy her voice had become."Does it feel good?" Her younger brother asked, ignoring her question."Oh, Lee, it feels great, but ... should we be doing this?"The boy laughed and shifted behind her, taking his hand away."Okay, now just relax. Don't move, Sis," he said in a soft, hypnotic voice. "Just let your mind drift and enjoy the feeling."It seemed forever before she felt his hands on her ankles, massaging them and moving them around. He pulled off her shoes and began massaging her feet as his voice continued in a low singsong way, "Just relax, total relaxation. All muscles relaxed, just relax and feel good, just relax nice and easy, relax." He went on talking with a hypnotic tone as Gail felt his hands moving up her legs, moving over her calves and on up to the knee and to her thighs! Gail felt her vagina swell again as she felt him pushing the hem of her dress up and massage her soft inner thighs in strong young hands.With an ease that surprised her, he spread her legs gently apart and the band of her panties tightened up between her thighs and she felt one lip of her vagina slip free and the elastic legband of her panties were tight on her clitoris and so aroused and excited her she had to fight against the temptation to move her buttocks beneath his teasing fingers.Her mouth was open, parted, and her eyes closed as she felt his fingers lightly teasing the insides of her thighs. She still had her stockings on but, in another few inches, he would be above the stockings and touching her bare flesh. Could he see up under her dress? Was he looking now and seeing where she was staining her panties wet from so much excitement? Could she stand much more of this teasing? What, she wondered, was she doing? She had never felt like this before. What did Lee think he was going to do to her, his own sister. Was it really possible?He spread her legs wider, forcing them apart with his strong hands. Then, taking his hands away, she felt him slowly push her skirt up around her waist. It caught under her and pulled the crotch band of the soft nylon panties excruciatingly tighter between her open thighs. Now the band slipped, bit, deeper into her cunt slit and, as he bunched the dress around her waist, she felt the band slide into the deep crevice between her buttocks.God, she thought, I'm so exposed and hot! I must look like one of those awful girls to him!The thought seemed to explode in her mind and her buttocks in sudden, abject surrender writhed, grinding down into the rug as she let out a little moan of helpless delight and felt the panties slipping back and forth over her now distended and throbbing clitoris. Behind her, she heard the rustle of her brother's shirt and from his movements, she knew he was taking his clothes off.Lee had looked down at his married sister with a lopsided, triumphant little smile on his face. There she was, her dress bunched up around her waist, her bra undone and her back naked, her legs wide apart, her stockings, garter belt, and panties still on, and she was undulating and grinding her buttocks around, lifting them slightly and flexing her muscles. The panties bit deep into the crevice of her buttocks, exposing the white, rounded cheeks of her ass that quivered and hollowed as she writhed hotly in her drug induced excitement."That's it, do that more," he whispered as he crouched naked over her.The prickly surface of the rug excited her all the more and she moaned, "Oh, God, Lee. We shouldn't be doing this. No, not at allllllll.""Doesn't it feel good?" he asked in a smutty whisper."Ohhhhhhh," she said as she ground down on the rug with her groin, thrilling to the feelings that were pulsing through her body. It was wrong what she was doing, very wrong and the 'wrongness' of it excited her more than she had ever been before.Lee was lying next to her now and her body stiffened and tensed as she felt his hard young cock pressing against her side. Her own brother's cock pressing against her! And it felt so hard and huge and evil! Before she could react or say anything, his hand was once again on her buttocks. This time he was bold and brazen, pushing their soft quivering roundness down hard into the floor and imitating her lewd grinding movement. "Oh God, Lee, don't, please don't," she whispered, pleading, her voice shaking in helpless fear of what her sub-conscious mind knew was about to happen.He paid no attention to her, only continuing his teasing grinding motion until she felt her hips voluntarily responding. She couldn't help herself any longer. All thoughts of her husband and morality drifted from her mind and she moaned in helpless surrender, her eyes still closed as she rolled limply over on her back and lay with her legs spread invitingly apart and one arm over her eyes. She heard herself hiss out the words and, as she said them, she felt as though obscene magical flames, flames of sweetness and heat and desire were licking hungrily at her cunt. "You can do anything you want to me!"Lee grinned again in triumph and propped himself on one elbow and looked down at his older sister. Damn, he thought, she is built. Jesus, what a hot little body! Wonder if her husband fucks her shitless when he's home?He stared at her trembling body, his grin loose and depraved. Lying on her back, she was naked to the waist and her breasts were full and beautiful, like two snow white ripe melons with little shadows under each one. Her nipples were small and pointed and hard, revealing her excitement. The breasts were so perfectly round and formed and set off by her incredibly thin waist. Her rib cage jutted out in a tantalizing way and his fingers itched to hold her by the ribs and lick and bite her nipples. With a cold-blooded lewdness, he took his time, drinking in all her beauty and savoring it.Her eyes closed, her mind whirling in drugged surrender, Gail was relishing her feelings of lewdness and brazenness. She had never been so hot before in her life, had never felt so lascivious and evil before. And ... with her own little brother! Languidly, her body tingling with lewd delight, she shifted her hips, tilting her pelvis up so that the crotchband of her panties pressed deeper and rubbed harder into her now passion-drenched vaginal slit. An insane idea was in her mind and the more she thought of it, the more she liked it. She felt as if her open cunt were boiling in a cauldron. She had to get satisfaction. Being lewd had only served to flame her desires. A mad little smile played around her lips as she still kept her arm over her eyes. "Treat me," she whispered, thrilled by the lewdness of what she was going to say, "Treat me like you did those girls. Just like you had picked me up tonight in a bar.""You'd like that, huh?" Lee breathed in her ear."Yes!""Want me to do everything to you?""Yes!""Tell me you want me to fuck you, Sis."Gail took a deep breath and hissed out the words. "I want you to fuck me!" The obscene words coming from her own lips thrilled her and she felt his hand close over her cunt still covered by the wetness of her panties and a spasm of pure lust swept through her.Lee was going to take his savage good time with her. Something, an evil desire, swept through him. When he got through with his newly married young sister, she would really know what it's like to get the life fucked out of her. She was his now for as long as he wanted to enjoy her.He looked at her flat stomach as smooth as silk and at her panties barely covering her desire-flooded pussy. The band between her legs was now a thin slit, revealing her soft, curling pubic hair and one swollen lip of her vagina. By tilting his head ever so slightly, he could see just a slit of her vaginal wall, red and glistening with excitement. In a few minutes, he would have her naked and spreading her cunt wide for his pleasure. He was going to treat her like a whore, bring her down to her true level and show her what she was really like. A twisted grin was on his face. This, to him, was what it was all about, breaking down women's egos until they begged to be fucked and groveled at his feet and pleaded for more. Once aroused, women were all alike. And he loved it.Roughly, saying, "Okay, I'm going to give it to you," he pulled at her dress bunched around her waist and his sister flexed her knees and lifted her hips free of the floor as he pulled the dress off and threw it across the room. "Like a whore!" he said in a hoarse voice, the words thrilling her. "Like a God damned whore!"And she moaned with delight as he bent over her, his thumbs under her white silky panties as he pulled them down. She jumped with delight as she felt the electric shock of his wet tongue on her stomach as he pulled her panties lower, revealing the soft resilient triangle of her pubic hair.Lee pulled the panties over her rounded hips and down to her ankles where she kicked them off. Then, her eyes smoky with passion, she bent her knees again and slowly, lewdly, with her younger brother breathlessly watching, she spread her legs wide.Lee looked with a lust making his face hard. Her cunt was now naked and, with a thumb and forefinger, he slowly spread the hair-lined lips of her pussy wide while she moaned and ground her buttocks salaciously down into the rug, the softness of it just tickling her exposed anus. Lee looked at her cunt spread wide, red and moist, ready for him to do anything he wanted. Bending closer, he flicked the tip of his tongue over her clitoris and Gail reacted violently. "Aggggggghhhhhaaaaaa!"Her arm was flung away from her face and she looked to see Lee's face poised expectantly between her thighs and she pushed her hips up and saw his tongue flick out again and she felt the soft hot wetness lick at her cunt and clitoris and she felt she was going to explode with desire. He was on his knees, his back and tight bare buttocks facing her. She touched his thighs and he turned his hips so that she could see, with an audible gasp, his erect penis.It was so big! Bigger than even her husband's and she had thought that Rod's had been huge! Big and thick and swelling with a lustful excitement, the foreskin pulling back to reveal the smooth rubbery head. As she watched, half frightened yet aroused by the maddening white-hot thrusts of his tongue into her willing and begging cunt, Lee began squirming along the rug, that huge cock moving closer and closer to her head and face and, with another gasp, her mouth!With a deft movement, he swung one leg over her head and was straddling her face upside down, still licking at her cunt. She moaned aloud as he slowly sunk his tongue into her excitedly throbbing pussy and wiggled it around. She closed her eyes and rolled her head around as she felt the first deep stirrings of an orgasm come rushing on. No one had ever done such a thing to her before and she had never even dreamed of the searing exquisite pleasure of such a thing.She opened her eyes to see his huge cock looming in front of her face. She felt like she was in a cave, a cave made of human flesh and nowhere for her to turn. And, as she watched, Lee lowered his hips so that the head of his cock brushed rubberlike against her lips.This was something she had never done with Rod even though he had hinted at it. The thought of it had always repulsed her. Now, with her own brother's tongue sliding in and out and all over her cunt, teasing her, driving her on, pleasing her and building the momentum for an orgasm, she didn't know how she felt. He was treating her like one of those awful girls he had told her about and she felt a lewd thrill. The tip of her tongue licked slowly over the thick head of his cock and she smiled with the thrill and knowledge of power over him as she saw his cock jerk tighter in front of her face.As if answering her in kind, Lee looped his arms around her thighs and pulled her legs wide apart and buried his face deeper in her defenselessly spread cunt, his tongue darting in and out and wiggling against the soft glistening walls of her vagina.Gail was galvanized, twisted, searing inside, into a lewd response. She arched her back and tilted up her pelvis and felt, with a little moan of joy, his finger probing for her anus. Her head thrown back, her hands up before her face, she seized his throbbing prick in her fingers and opened her mouth wide. With a slow thrust of his hips, Lee shoved his cock into the warm moisture of his married sister's mouth and Gail felt it hot and hard on her lips. Her mouth was open wide, her lips fitting tightly around the massive mushroom head, her tongue twirling and tasting a drop of his cum on the very tip and liking it.With a malicious sweet slowness, Lee took his mouth from her open convulsive cunt and began fucking up and down into her tightly locked lips, enjoying the sensual feeling of having her helpless under him. Whenever he thrust down, Gail's lipstick rimmed lips would go white and roll in as she held tight and tried not to choke. As he pulled out, her lips would balloon out as she sucked with all her might and fought to keep his swelling prick in her mouth.Lee pumped up and down with a slow lewdness, his hips moving as he looked down at her cunt in front of his face, her thighs held wide apart and watched her undulate and writhe in a silent begging for him to lick her more. That crooked cruel grin split his face savagely as he began to increase the tempo and strength of his thrusts, thinking, for a wild moment, he would just cum in her mouth and leave her own body hot and helpless. With a snarl, he changed his mind. Gail had always been the "good one" in the family and tonight he was going to show her just how "good" she really was.He rolled off her with Gail scrambling, clutching for his cock like a demented animal deprived of its dinner. He gave her a straight arm and knocked her over on her back where he leaped on top of her. The impact of his strong young body caused her eyes to blink and lose focus as she felt the aching pain spread through her rib cage and lungs as her breath left her body. He seized her arms by the wrists and forced them back up over her head, making her breasts thrust up tantalizingly.With his knees, he forced her legs apart and stuck his cock down along the open slit of her cunt. Gail, with a dreamy smile, eyes closed, squeezed her thighs closed around his lust-hardened young cock and felt it big and hard and throbbing in the soft flesh between her thighs and felt her wet cunt slipping over the side of his shaft and she worked her pelvis, rubbing up and down the rock hard shaft, teasing and exciting herself.She suddenly felt a pagan atavistic thrill: she was alive and almost being fucked by her own brother; more than that, more than the lusty lewd thrill of doing something wrong, committing infidelity, she was doing something that all of society, from time immemorial, had condemned. She was doing something that everyone secretly wished and desired and feared! She grinned up at her brother's face hovering over her with the guilty knowledge that they were being carnal in the most sinful way. Incest! The very thought of the word made her feel as if the floor reeled and rolled under them and it seemed as if a roaring fire were in her groin and she twisted and writhed her naked body licentiously around under her brother. She was panting excitedly now as she spread her legs as wide as they would go and undulated her hips up, feeling her cunt slip and slide up and down the full length of his virile young cock.But Lee wasn't ready to fuck her yet; he had more in store for her. She was not yet animal enough to satisfy his sadistic ego. When he was through with her, she would never forget this night, she would never be the same. He grinned triumphantly. Few men wanted to realize how lewd women really are and how easy it was to get them into a state where they acted like, and became, complete whores. The more you made them feel like depraved sluts, the better they liked it. And it was all so ridiculously easy if only one had the guts to do it.Slowly, he forced her wrists together so that he could hold them with one hand. His other hand freed, he pried it under her back, arching it even more, her large lovely breasts spilling upward and now in front of her face. He let his tongue lick. and tease around the distended nipples of her breasts while she breathlessly watched. She tilted her head forward and he slid her wrists underneath so that they made a knuckled pillow and her face was tilted even closer, her chin rubbing against the soft resilient flesh of her breasts.She watched in mesmerized lust, her eyes clouded and out of focus as he sucked and bit a nipple just a few inches from her face. She moaned, her mouth open as she felt streaks of searing pleasure course through her body and explode in the depths of her belly. Her orgasm seemed like a cauldron churning, bubbling, soaring upward, filling her until she thought she would burst. With his chin (she could feel the stubble of his beard scratching her sensitive flesh) he tilted the nipple even closer to her mouth. Incest! The word seemed to hiss through the air as her hips undulated and her cunt convulsed and twitched against the shaft of his rigid cock. It was not enough to fuck and suck her own brother, it was not enough to act depraved, she must love her own body, raise her pagan lust by exciting herself even more in front of him. The insidious delight of further perverting herself seized her in iron talons. She would do anything and everything he demanded and she hoped he would demand that she do everything.Closing her eyes, an expression of utter lust coming over her face, changing her into a wanton bitch ramming and groveling-for more pleasure, her tongue slid slowly out of her open mouth and slowly licked her own nipple."That's it, Sis!" Lee gasped, "Suck it!"He pulled his hand free while Gail, her hips still pumping enticingly, let her hands stay under her head while Lee cupped her large breast in his free hand and gently pushed her wildly distended nipple into her open mouth. Gail's wet lips closed over her nipple in a babylike sucking motion while Lee tilted his head and nibbled on her other nipple while watching her blissful expression as she mewled and writhed under him. Shifting his hips, he placed the head of his cock on the lips of her vagina and she strained upward and outward, eager to have him fuck her.With a sudden savage thrust of his hips, he rammed the head of his prick through the thin covering of soft curling pubic hair and on into her cunt with a quick wet slurping sound, stretching the warm wet walls tight and round and Gail opened her mouth and let out a low moan of pure pleasure as she felt the walls of her vagina being stretched to the point of pain, a pain that was oddly pleasing and exciting.Then, just as suddenly, he was withdrawing, pulling out and leaping to his feet, jerking her to her feet by one arm. Nothing was said as he dragged her through the apartment, the only sound being the two of them panting as they stumbled into the bedroom and he spun her around and threw her sprawling on her husband's and her bed where she lay on her back, her legs spread wide, the slit of her cunt wide and glistening in the midst of the soft sparse pubic hair between her thighs.Lee was kneeling on the floor, tearing at his backpack and sleeping bag, drawing out lengths of rope he used when camping. Crouching over the foot of the bed, his teeth bared as he breathed hard, he looped the rope around one ankle and passed the rope under the bed. Bringing it up on the other side, he lashed the end around her other ankle then pulled the rope tight, dragging her legs helplessly wide apart while his sister winced and moaned under the pain of having her legs split so wide apart and tied down. Looping the rope, he crawled up the bed and bound her wrists to the upper posts so that she lay helpless, tied in a spread eagle position while her younger brother kneeled between her legs, his face twisted in passion.With a guttural snarl, he fell on her and plunged his virile young cock deep into her wide-open cunt and Gail screamed as loud as she could while Lee attacked her brutally, fucking her helplessly bound body with all his might. Gail thought she was going to pass out as he tore at her vagina, banging the blunt head of his prick cruelly against her cervix. She thought she would go mad from the pain and rendering until she felt her orgasm coming again, mingling with the pain, becoming the pain, the pain becoming a wild irresistible pleasure that mounted until she felt the top of her head was going to burst off. "Fuck me!" she gasped, "Fuck me, fuck it, fuck me, Leeeeeee!"Their naked flesh smacking together in a lewd sensuous sexual dance, glistening with sweat, bucking, grappling, undulating and slapping together with Gail moving as much as the cruel biting ropes would allow, Lee gasped, "I'm not through with you yet, you hot, married little bitch!""Aaaaagggggghhhhhaaaaaaaaa!" The grinding moan seemed to come from her very soul as her body twisted up in catatonic pleasure. In a superhuman effort, she lifted the two of them off the bed, only her head and heels touching as she was held tense, her inner thigh muscles quivering crazily in the throes of her orgasm. She came again and again, twitching, convulsive, her mouth open and her eyes showing white as her body twitched and trembled from head to foot. "Oh God, Leeeeee ... I ... I'mmmmm c ... c ... cummmmning!"And her body collapsed under him, her bones turning to warm butter as she felt his cock still ramming into her cunt that was still spastically spurting, the tightly clenching little lips seeming to grip the shaft of his prick in a hotly locked death squeeze.With a snarl, Lee pulled free and crawled up her bound body, straddling his knees on either side of her full rounded breasts and seizing her head in his hands and pulling it up and forward. His fingers were entwined in her hair and Gail's eyes went wide as she realized what he was going to do, the wetly glistening head of his cock looming in front of her face. "Lee!" she blurted, "No! No, n ... oooooo! Cum in my cunt, darling ... cum in my cunt ...!"But her voice was instantly cut off as he shoved his huge cock in her mouth, choking her as she tasted the heat and wetness of her own vaginal juice. The cock fucked in and out of her mouth with a lubricated ease, growing in size with his excitement. Despite her pain, Gail felt herself growing excited again as her younger brother increased the rhythm of his strokes, his hips pumping his cock in and out until he threw his head back and bellowed as his prick swelled in her mouth, filling it completely. Then ... she felt hot sperm spurt from his cock and hit the back of her throat and she swallowed as he came again and again, filling her mouth and ballooning her cheeks out as she swallowed to keep from choking. She swallowed the warm slippery liquid again and again as she felt his body slowly relaxing, listing to one side, his hands becoming limp and falling from her head as he moaned in wild, satiated delight.With a newborn lewdness twisting her hips, she sucked on his deflating cock with all her might, determined, in a lubricious way, to suck him completely dry. She could feel his loins trembling in fine spasms as he fell from her, his cock slithering from her lips, a thin rubbery strand spilling out to lie glistening on her breast as he fell heavily to lie next to her.She lay trapped, naked and lewd in her marijuana inspired lust, her hips pumping as she writhed against her bonds, wanting to fuck more, wanting to fuck the night away. "Lee!" she gasped, looking at him wildly, hungrily.Lee propped on one elbow and grinned at her. "Hot again, huh? Want to get fucked some more?" "Lee!" she hissed between clenched teeth as she heaved and twisted her buttocks."Let me hear you say it, married sister!" he said maliciously.Gail closed her eyes and her head thrashed back and forth to blot out the thought of her husband, Rod. "Fuck me, fuck me more!" she said, her voice hard and low.Lee got up and stared blearily around the room. "Must be something here." He stumbled from the room into the bathroom while Gail raised her head and wondered what he was doing, crashing around in the bathroom.The answer was in front of her in a moment. He came from the bathroom slowly, that same old sardonic smile playing on his lips. He had something in his hand, concealed behind his body.He brought it slowly into view. It was a hairbrush! Her very own hairbrush with a large thick handle. "This'll do," he said, getting on the bed and kneeling between her wide-split legs, "Until I decide to fuck you again."With a moan, Gail let her head fall back, her mouth open, tensing her legs and flexing her knees as much as she could as she rolled her buttocks under and thrust her cunt open for her brother to do whatever he wished.-= Chapter 3 =-Sitting alone in her kitchen, her eyes despairing and vacant, Gail drained her cup of coffee and liquor and put her face in her hands and sobbed.The utter animalistic way she had behaved, the sheer joy with which she had taken to depravity, the lust she felt searing through her body, had been undeniable. She had loved every lewd second of it. Had she stopped there, she might have had some feeble excuse. She had been drunk and drugged. There was no doubt in her mind that Lee had taken an inhuman and unholy advantage of her. Nor was there any doubt in her mind that Lee, her brother, was some kind of satanic monster, that he was close to madness, that he would someday do something for which society would kill him. There was no stopping the demonic impulses that drove him to such reckless acts. Nor did he seem to feel any remorse or guilt afterward.Just the opposite was true. His excesses only led him to wilder fantasies. He seemed to have Gail hypnotized. She could not resist him. And that was the real horror, for she realized, with a growing revulsion and sense of doom, that he was her brother, her own flesh and blood and she was like him! She loved the revolting things he made her do, she gloried in them!They had fucked the night away until, with trembling fingers weak from so many orgasms, he had untied her and she had collapsed into a deep exhausted sleep.A jarring pain had pulled her back to consciousness. It was morning and hard sunlight streaming in through the windows made her eyeballs ache and Lee was on top of her again, his erect young cock again pushing into her sperm-flooded cunt. She didn't believe her body could ache so in every bone and her cunt felt raw and sore. "Lee," she moaned, "Please, please, no, not now."But her feeble pleas were lost as he began to fuck her brutally and she could feel her body greedily responding to it. Above her, Lee held her close and whispered in her ear. "Ever been fucked like that?"The evil pleasure of hearing him talk to her like that only added to her growing excitement. "No!""Rod ever that good?"She hesitated, her body stiffening as she thought of her husband. Oh God, she loved him!"Rod got a cock like mine?" Lee persisted, fucking her harder.She fought against answering. She would do anything he wanted except deny Rod! She fought, her teeth clenched as she felt her hips beginning to pump back and she wished to be tied down again and have him do whatever he wanted. "Answer me!" he demanded harshly, grinding his cock head deep up against her cervix.She winced with the pain and her lips parted. "N ... no!""No what?" he grated."No, not like you." She said it with a sigh, the lewd admittance and betrayal exciting her all the more. God, she thought, I'm going to cum again! He's going to fuck me to death!"Has he got a cock like mine?" Lee demanded, crushing her in his arms as he forced his hand down the length of her back and his fingers found the deep crack between her round buttocks and his forefinger pressed against the tight puckered entrance of her anus."Ahhhhhh!" a sigh of pure pleasure and depravity came from deep within her as she felt the finger press as his cock sawed in and out of her again, passion-wet cunt."Answer me!"No. No!" And something inside of her grew, an orgasm as she hungrily kissed his open mouth and ran her tongue slipping around his lips. "Nobody has got a cock like yours!" she gasped, wild with desire."Not even Rod?""No, you're better!""Better than Rod?""Bigger and better and fuck me, fuck me, Lee!" And he had, the two of them having another orgasm and falling into exhausted sleep to wake when it was dark out. ***Sitting at the kitchen table, remembering it all and feeling a mixture of hate and remembered excitement, her vaginal walls wet with desire and her mind full of self loathing, blinded by tears, Gail staggered to her feet and blindly felt for the bottle, pouring and spilling the liquor on the counter top and finally, in a desperate attempt to numb herself from the sickening thoughts and remembered images, she drank from the bottle, tilting her head back, some of the drink spilling and snaking down her cheek and throat as she choked and pulled the bottle away and gasped for breath."Oh God!" she choked as she put the bottle down and covered her mouth with her hand and slid along the counter top until she came to the sink where she retched over an over again.She found her way to the bedroom where she fell on the unmade bed. She lay there thinking how the whole house was a mess, how she seemed to be going to the dogs, and she thought of killing herself, committing suicide, rather than face the fact that she was as depraved as her brother, Lee.Brother? She shook her head. He was more than a brother, he was her lover. She loved the way he had treated her and knew if he should come back, if he should be alone with her ever again, she would find herself helpless before his insane and vile will, that she would do anything he asked.There seemed no way out of it. The thought of facing Rod again, of putting her arms around him and kissing him, of getting into bed naked and making love with him after what she had done and said, seemed impossible. She had betrayed Rod at Lee's command and did so many times while he stayed with her.Lying on the bed, exhausted, Rod's letter crumpled in her hand by the force of her misery, she tried to will herself to think of all they did together, of all Lee had done to her.She had liked feeling abject and conquered in front of him, rising that night and cooking his meal which he silently and greedily ate, then, throwing his napkin down and getting to his feet, she followed him back to the bedroom, clad in nothing but a transparent negligee that he had demanded she wear, feeling sexy and trembling with anticipation at what he would ask her to do. He stood in front of the full length mirror that was attached to the bathroom door and looked over his shoulder, grinning, his lips thin and cruel. "Come here."She obediently stood in front of the mirror, looking at her voluptuous body, her nipples pressing through the flimsy material, seeing the soft triangle of pubic hair showing. She wasn't drugged and hadn't anything to drink now. She was cold sober, rational, and yet, she still felt her vaginal lips swelling and the walls of her cunt pulsating with a wild wetness. His hard strong hands were on her shoulders and he was forcing her down, down on her knees and she kneeled in front of him, looking at her obedient body in the mirror.Lee stood with his legs apart. He didn't have to say anything; she knew, he was her brother. With trembling fingers, she unzipped his fly and fumbled for his hardening cock and took it from his pants, excited all over again by its size as it swelled in her hand and she watched her fingers slowly pull the skin back and saw her mouth slowly open and watched, helpless, loving her humiliation and degradation, as he slowly pumped his hips forward and his cock slid into her mouth and she saw her lips grow thin and tight around the thick full shaft and felt the delicious taste in her mouth.His hands entwined in her hair and his breathing was becoming excited and his face distorted as they both watched, standing in front of the mirror with Gail kneeling at his feet, her hands guiding his cock into her mouth. "Fingerfuck yourself while I watch!" he hissed.Again, she knew what he wanted and one hand slid down over her breasts, down over her slim waist and pulled up the hem of her negligee as she shifted on her knees, spreading them wide apart and her fingers felt the pulsing wet slit of her cunt and she teased and caressed her clitoris into a wild swelling that made her pump her buttocks lewdly as she sucked on his cock and watched herself doing this incredible wild thing in the mirror as he sawed in and out of her widely ovaled mouth with an increasing depth and tempo and she saw her hand moving rhythmically over her own cunt and then, with a shivering thrill, plunging one finger into its soft wetness up to the knuckle and fingering it back and forth in time to his thrusts into her mouth.Then she forced in another finger as she felt her heat and excitement mounting as she urged herself, and Lee, on to still another orgasm.Then, as unpredictable and inexplicable as ever, Lee shoved her away with a cruel grimace, stepping back and putting his prick back into his pants and zipping them up. Gail, on the floor, naked from the waist down, looked up at him full of fear and frustrated desire.He sauntered to his sleeping bag again, grinning at her over his shoulder. "Just wanted you in the right mood for some more fun," he said, bending over the bag and unfolding it and looking. He straightened up with a camera in his hand, checking it for focus and film.Gail had tried to compose herself as she got up off the floor and sat on the edge of the bed, brushing her hair from her eyes. "What are you going to do?" she asked, knowing what he had in his mind and hoping against hope he wouldn't say it.For an answer, Lee snapped in place a flash cube and aiming the camera, tripped the shutter and the room exploded as if lightning had gone off just as Gail folded her arms over her breasts. "Lee! No!" she called, blinded by the flash.He let a low cruel chuckle come from his throat. "Come on, now you're getting shy? Get on the bed!" he demanded, pointing."Lee, don't make me do that," she pleaded, whining, finding an odd twisted enjoyment in begging him. She felt her desire building again yet she forced herself to fight it. "Please, Lee, I'll do anything, else. I've done everything you've asked.""And you loved it," he said scornfully. "Look, Babe, get off that high horse you've been on for years. Face it, you're just like me."She couldn't answer him, just looked at him with an imploring look, her hands and arms trying to hide her abundant charms.Lee only sneered back at her. "Get on the bed. Lie down. You said you wanted me to treat you like those other chicks. Come on, lie down," he said in a menacing voice.She felt her will dwindling. She had done everything else she could imagine. Why not this? Why not pose like some common whore? Why not debase herself like she had heard of girls doing? Why not pose for pictures she had heard men got in Tijuana? Her voice was weak and her mouth dry as she asked, "W-what are you g-going to do w-with them?"Lee wound the film and snorted. "What do you think? I'm gonna show them around to my friends. Sell them if they're any good.""Lee!" she implored, her face wild. "You couldn't! I'm your sister. I'll do anything you say but please don't do this to me. You could ruin me!"His face like a clenched fist, he leaned forward and asked, "How?""P-people seeing me." With a helpless wave of the hand, she stammered, "I... like that! My God, if they got into the wrong hands! Our parents! Rod! My God, do want to ruin me? Us?"Lee looked thoughtful. At the possibility of endangering himself, he grew responsive. He drummed his nails on the side of the camera. "Okay. Maybe you've got a point. But, in return for my not taking any pictures, you've got to do exactly what I say."Gail heaved a sigh of relief and clasped her hands together. "Anything, anything you want!"He swaggered in front of her then put the camera down. "That's better. First, we're going to have a few drinks and then blow some more grass," He chuckled and pinched the nipple on her breast, "All to get you in the right frame of mind. Then, you'll put on a dress with nothing on underneath and we'll go out."She tensed again. "Out? Where?"Lee looked down at her with raised eye-brows. "Where? Where else? To a movie, naturally.""A movie?" she asked, again dumbfounded by his sudden change of pace."Yeah," he said, stretching languidly. "Coming into town I saw a couple of skin flicks were playing at a drive-in. We can take your car." He left the room, heading for the kitchen to pour the drinks, calling back over his shoulder. "By the way, you got any bread?""Bread?" she asked, wondering why he wanted bread when he had just eaten and just rejected several slices she had made for him. "There's some toast on the table," she called, getting to her feet and wondering what dress would please him. She had one miniskirt she was saving to wear for Rod. Forlornly, she thought, that's all dead now.A wild peal of laughter came from the kitchen. "Are you ever square. I mean money, loot, folding bills.""Money? Yes, I have some. Why?""Good," he called back above ice rattling. "Then you pay. The movies will be my treat for being such a nice guy."They drove to the movie in silence, Gail driving with extra caution after having had two drinks and smoked more of Lee's marijuana. Again, her mind was befuddled and, instead of thinking clearly, instead of trying to talk to Lee and make him see and understand what he was doing to her, instead of talking ration and reason, she found herself silent, staring ahead, thinking of what it felt like to be naked under her simple miniskirt and how it gave her an odd smutty feeling. And then, drug induced, her mind reeled back over the obscene things she had done with her younger brother and she found herself ravenously hungry for more.Lee, relaxed, slumped in his seat, pulled up her miniskirt and smiled down at her bare thighs. They were long and rounded and he liked seeing them spread wide apart. Gail's hand came slowly down to pull the skirt, up around her waist, down. She did it with a firm movement, "So near the toll booth. I have to pay."Lee looked up to see they were only one car away from the booth on Gail's side. He laughed and playfully flipped the dress back up. "Leave it up. Give the guy in the booth a cheap thrill."Nervous, looking down, Gail drove up to the booth and put her purse in her lap and nervously pawed for her change purse.The attendant on duty, a young kid, looked down into the car and caught his breath, wetting his lips. The young girl in the car was wearing a low cut dress and he could see almost to her nipples as she bent over her purse, her breasts full and milky white and jiggling as she hunted and desperately ticked her teeth and tongue. He leaned further out the window and saw her naked thigh and, his eyes bugging, her naked hip and a full lovely curving outline of her buttock.Finding the money, Gail thrust several bills at the attendant, lying forward to do so, and allowing him to see one ripe bullet-shaped nipple a dark red. He leaned far out the window, repeating the license number silently several times. He and his friends might find that worth looking into later on, when he was off duty.Gail was intent on parking and, when she had shut off the ignition and turned out the lights, she turned to Lee. "I feel ..." Her thought was left unfinished as she looked down and discovered he had his cock out and it was erect. It stood in the dark of the car thick and obscene and Gail felt a sluttish thrill of the pleasure it had driven her to: flights of sheer sexual ecstasy she never dreamed existed.Lee was rough and crude as he lunged at her and kissed her on the mouth, forcing her head back and pinning her arms to her side as his hand rammed between her legs and his fingers roughly probed her vagina. "Lee!" she said, twisting her head to one side. "Not here!""Why not? Everybody does at a place like this. Nobody knows we're brother and sister. That's all in your head." Brutally, he forced her head and kissed her wantonly on the mouth, his insistent fingers caressing her swelling vaginal lips.Gail let her body go limp and, with a lewd thrill running through her body like warm molten plastic, she spread her legs wide and slid forward on the seat, allowing one of his fingers to slide into her moist cunt. Her hands groped for his cock.Lee pushed her away and grabbed her by the shoulders. "Get on top of me," he said in a low tense voice.Gail looked around. "People will see," she whispered."So what?" he growled. "Come on, damn you, I want it.""How about on the floor or in the back seat?""No!" he demanded. "Come on, I want you to ride me."Brushing the hair out of her eyes, a hateful lubricious thrill of captivity again surged in her body and she swung around, facing her brother, putting her arms around his neck and straddling his lap, a knee on the seat on either side of him. She closed her eyes, feeling her vagina being spread wide by his fingers. And then, with a shiver and a low moan, she felt him rubbing the massive head of his cock up and down her wide-spread slit. My God, she thought, I'm wet already.His free hand pulled her dress high up around her waist and Gail was naked from the waist down, kneeling on the car seat, her lovely full buttocks spread wide, a dimple in each cheek. ANYONE CAN WALK BY THE WINDOWS AND SEE went wildly through her mind.And indeed, a couple in a nearby car looked and saw her, moving to position herself, her arms around Lee's neck, her eyes closed. They turned from the skin flick on the screen, which was tedious at the moment, explaining why it was going to be exciting later on. If people have the choice between seeing a movie and watching the real thing, they'll take the real thing every time. The couple crowded to one side of the car as they watched her bare buttocks and thin waist maneuver themselves in place. Then they saw her throw her head back and sigh as she slowly sank down on her partner's lap.Inside the car, they gave out twin moans of pleasure as Gail slowly lowered her loins, feeling the hard head of his cock spreading her pussy lips open, making her cunt bulge out on the sides as she felt his ramrod shaft rise inside of her, filling her up. She jerked and sighed as he thrust his hips upward, shoving more of his prick into her. She felt its passage smooth and lubricated and loved the stretched painful feeling that she knew would rise to a wild pleasure.She began to undulate up and down; slowly at first, savouring every delicious minute of her movement. She felt free and wanton and she slowly gyrated her hips in a slow teasing circular motion ending with a sudden breathtaking thrust down in which she felt his cock ram its full way home and Lee let his head fall back as he moaned, "Do it, all the way, all the way, Babe!"She withdrew slowly, climbing in a squirming motion back up the length of his prick, using her thigh muscles and groin to make her cunt lips squeeze, slip, and contract all round his throbbing cock.With his hands, he began pushing her skirt up. Gail couldn't care; the ride, the undulating up-and-down motion was a sexual roller-coaster she was on and she felt a lewd and overwhelming orgasm building in her loins. "I'm going to cummmmm," she crooned.Her hips began moving like they were on stainless steel springs as she looked down and, in the dark, could see the thick glistening shaft of his cock disappearing between her legs, stabbing into her cunt. Lee had pulled the dress up so that her back was completely bare now and the couple in the next car began caressing one another and necking as they watched her gyrations grow more frenetic and abandoned.Lee was forcing her arms up now, her breasts hanging free and ripe. They were swollen with desire as he put one nipple in his mouth and sucked while Gail, eyes shut, moaned and tossed her head from side to side. She was indifferent to anything around her. The only thing that mattered was her brother's virile young cock fucking in and out of her cunt and her orgasm which was on the verge of exploding inside of her. With wild unseeing eyes, she took in the car that pulled up next to them, full of teenage boys. It was the booth attendant with his young friends."They're loooooking," she whispered, "They're watching, and I'm cummmmminnnnng!"Six teenagers with the attendant craned their heads and watched, their young cocks growing hard in their pants as they saw the woman naked, flinging off her dress over her head and saw her with her head thrown back, her back arched, her hands around her partner's head as she fucked and writhed up and down, faster and faster, her heavy full breasts thrust out and upward, jiggling and undulating in her frenzy and, through two panes of glass, they saw and heard her cry of passion as she tensed and shook all over. They watched, breathing hard, as they saw her collapse and saw the man struggling brutally to get her off his lap. She disappeared from sight, falling over on the driver's seat and, for a moment, they couldn't see anything but the looming figure of the man."Shit!" one of them said. Then as they watched, they saw one of her legs thrown over the back seat then the other, placed by the man, up on the dashboard and they saw the man fall on her with a wild force. "Jesus, he's fucking her now!" one said."Yeah, let's get out and see.""Look at him go!""Yeah, maybe we can get some of that pussy too!""Yeah! A gang-bang!""I can't see too much.""Look at him fuck. He's going to fuck the life out of that broad!""I can't see too much. Let's get out."The words sprung them all into action. They got out full of giggles and whispered warnings to be careful and quiet. They crowded around the windows of the car, much to the annoyance of the couple in the other car, and peeked in.They saw Gail naked and wanton, her head hanging off the front seat, her huge, rounded breasts cupped in her hands as her finger tips teased her distended nipples while her legs were thrown wide apart and up high. Lee had her by the hips and was sawing his thick long cock in and out of her with a savage abandon. He saw the dark heads bobbing outside the car and grinned like a wolf as he fucked his sister harder and harder.Gail, her body being battered into a corner, her breasts lurching and jiggling with every heavy cruel thrust, got sight of the bulging eyes looking down at her and wished -- wildly, insanely that they would all get in the car and fuck her into unconsciousness.Then, Lee came with a wild roar, pumping his hot young sperm deep up into her hotly clasping cunt, filling her up with a wild desire that boomed into another orgasm for her, shaking her body in a continual earthquake and making her feel weak and near fainting from such searing pleasure.They lay limp, breathing hard until Lee roused himself and pulled up into a sitting position. Instantly, the boys retreated to their car. They sat, horny and frustrated, talking among themselves, trying to work up enough courage for one of them to go over and talk.Gail pulled herself up, full of fatigue and sudden shame. Hastily, she, groped for her dress and pulled it on over her head, staring straight ahead at the screen. With a moan, she closed her eyes. On the screen two naked women were on a bed, a blonde and a brunette and they were caressing one another with their eyes closed. She had completely forgotten they had gone to skin flicks, hadn't even looked at the screen once.She jerked erect, catching her breath as she heard a tapping on the window on the passenger side, next to Lee. She looked to see a boy crouching next to the car. To her amazement, Lee casually rolled the window down and said, "What do you want?"The boy, the attendant, shoved his head in the window and leered at Gail, his greedy young eyes mentally undressing her. Then he grinned at Lee. "No offense, man, but, like, we saw you and," with a smirk he nodded at Gail, "Her.""So?" Lee seemed so unconcerned."Well, you know." The attendant looked at Gail again, his smile slack and his lips wet. "Like, if it's all right, you know, how about letting us have a little?""What?" Lee laughed. "You and your friends?"The attendant looked a little sheepish. "Well, yeah. I mean, it looked so good."Lee shifted to look at Gail for a long moment. His face was in a cruel composure and he seemed mildly amused. Then he turned to the attendant again. "You want to fuck her?""Do I? Oh, man.""And your friends?""Yeah. Why not?"Lee looked back at Gail and tapped his fingers on his lips. "Why not?""I got a friend in a camper a few rows back. We could use that." The attendant was all action, grinning and hurrying away to make plans.Gail looked at the carfull of leering kids on her left and, without a word or hesitation, she started the car and backed out, the tires screeching. She drove fast and recklessly out of the lot, her brother lurching from side to side and yelling, "Hey, take it easy. What the hell are you doing? Watch it, for Christ's sake!"Gail went roaring out of the lot, down the road kicking up dust and swerved onto the highway, barely missing an oncoming car which swerved as its horn wailed in the night. She whipped down the highway then swerved to the curb and slammed on the brakes so hard Lee was thrown up against the windshield.She turned on him fiercely, her eyes shining in the dark. "Now you get this straight! I'll do anything you want, anything you say just so long as it is done with you. I'll act like a whore, a dirty slut, do you hear me, if you want me to, but I will not, I repeat, I WILL NOT DO THAT FOR ANYONE ELSE! Is that clear?"Before Lee could react or answer, she went on, her voice rising, "And another thing. I'll do any filthy thing you want, but ROD WILL NEVER KNOW! If he ever finds out, if you should ever even so much as drop a hint, so help me God, I'LL KILL YOU! Is that clear?"Dumbly he nodded then let out a low laugh. "Well, big sister is finally liberated."Gail looked to check the traffic then snapped her head back to him. "Don't talk to me!"They drove back to the apartment in utter silence, the two of them staring ahead and not looking at each other as they entered the apartment. Gail went directly to her room, slamming the door, leaving it unlocked as a gesture of defiance. She stripped quickly, took a long hot shower then toweled her body until it felt good and clean and dressed in a cotton nightgown, she stood by her bed and clicked out the light.And listened.No sound came from the living room except low music from the radio. She saw light coming in under the door and got into bed softly, closed her eyes and wished for sleep. Later, she was making a conscious effort to will herself to sleep. Then she prayed for sleep.Then she lay staring up at the ceiling. Gail was going through those long night hours when there is no one to turn to. Her anguish and shame tore at her soul for long hours with only the clock ticking beside her, acting as a metronome to her agony.Far into the night, the low music played on in the living room, punctuated only by Gail's sighs and mumbled commercials on the radio. A restlessness enveloped her. She sat up and squinted at the clock. It was two o'clock in the morning. She lay back, resigned. If HE should come through the door, she could not stop him. She was exhausted, red-eyed, yet she could imagine fucking him one more time.The endless music and silence in the next room piqued her curiosity. She slipped out of bed, tiptoed to the door and opened it a crack. She could see Lee lying on his stomach on the couch, sound asleep.It is part of Gail's character, part of the goodness in her that made her suddenly relax and step into the room as she had for so many years when they lived at home and she had stepped into his room, clucked her tongue and proceeded to clean up after her wild young brother. She clicked off the radio, went to a closet and got down a blanket and tenderly draped it over him, pausing to see that he had an angelic smile on his face.She couldn't help smiling, remembering him when he was the angel of the family, when he was her wild laughing kid brother, when she used to tease him and love him so. And now, her face twisting, she realized the love was now a secret obscene thing; an attraction that she loathed and loved, gloatingly, greedily, both at once and at the same time. The more disgusted with herself she became, the more excited was her mind and her body.Kneeling beside him, thinking of what they had done at the drive-in and what Lee had wanted her to do with all those other boys, Gail grimaced as she fought against the rising tide of her lust. Twisting her hips, she could feel the slippery moistness in her vagina and wildly she thought of undressing him, licking and sucking his prick while he was asleep and of what could have happened had she gone to the trailer, the camper? What would it have been like, she wondered, her hand stealing under her cotton nightgown and stroking the insides of her thighs as she looked down at his face. Could I do that, she wondered. Could I go in there, be naked with them? Cocks all around. Do whatever they want? Could I? She straightened up and shook her head and turned out the light.She stood for a minute, listening to his deep regular breathing in the darkness, thinking: Could I? What would it be like? Could I? Still, it wouldn't be so different. No. I can't think like that!She fled the room almost as if chased by some ghostly watchdog. She huddled in her bed, curling up and shivering. The thought of those six boys excited her and she tried not to admit it. She fell into a deep troubled sleep murmuring "No," and "Never," over and over.-= Chapter 4 =-Seven more days until Rod came home. Then it was six. Then five. And four. Three, two one. And she was wide awake, opening the drapes in the bedroom to allow the first rays of morning sunshine in and, today, Rod would finally be home.The time had passed so fast and Gail had tried to cut down on her nightly drinking but found it impossible. To compensate, she became maniacal about cleaning the house and having everything neat and in its place. She made endless trips to the Laundromat and spent hours scrubbing and polishing the floor. She sat, drinking, planning the home coming meal in her mind with endless changes. She polished what silver they had for three nights running. And tried to decide what she would do.And, now, she stood in her nightgown, rubbing her eyes and looking at the morning sun over the city. In the year since Rod had seen her, she had changed. Her face was somehow older with the beginnings of hard lines on her cheeks and an odd look in her eyes. It seemed sad at times. Other times it seemed to smoke with a repressed emotion. A kind of masochistic smile on her lips when she looked that way.And Rod had changed. Driving to the airport, she didn't know what to expect. Rather, she imagined they would see one another and rush into each other's arms. Or, she would see him and rush at him, that old feeling for him real when she was in his presence. Somehow, it wasn't at all like that. She had stood in the airport lobby, listening to the great whoosh of incoming planes and the rising, screaming whine of the great jets taking off and absently glanced around and saw him, Rod, standing looking at each other.They walked towards each other slowly, each intent on the other, each knowing that the other had changed. They walked toward each other like people who had dated once years before. Gail's smile was warm and friendly. "Hi.".Rod stood looking down at her. His face was older, harder, thinner. Also, he seemed taller. "Hi.""You've lost weight," she said."So have you." And, for the first time, he smiled, crow's feet appearing at the corners of his eyes."Welcome home, Rod.""Good to be home, darling.""Are you all right?""Of course I am," he scoffed. "How about yourself?"I'm fine now that you're here.""Same here." He stepped forward to take her in his arms."Rod?" And her hand shot up, stopping him."What?" he asked, squinting.Gail hesitated, opened her mouth, closed it and, as glimmers of tears danced in her eyes, she said, "I love you.""And I love you, honey," he said as he took her in his arms and kissed her."Rod?""Yes?" he murmured, fighting for her lips."I need you!"Rod gave a satisfied little laugh and hugged her tight. "And I need you too. Boy, did I miss you!""I mean I really need you!" she sobbed."Okay. I'll never go away again.""Promise?"Promise."They left the terminal arm-in-arm laughing. Rod drove home with Gail snuggled close beside him, trying not to think of what she had done in the car.Rod insisted on carrying her into the apartment and put her down, taking off his tie and coat. "Wow. I don't believe it. Fix me a drink after a nice long kiss."She had stepped into his arms and felt his kiss and sensed his lack of ardor. Something, a little indefinable something told her that all was not right. Fearful that she might, in some way, some reserve, give away the all consuming lust she had had for her brother, she rubbed her hips against him and brushed her thighs back and forth.Now, it was he, who pulled away. Her first numbing fear was that, in some way, he knew about her and his brother-in-law. If Lee had told him! She stood frozen by fear, waiting for the scalding word to come out of his mouth. Incest!Instead, he waved a hand and said, "I'm sorry, it's me. Look, a lot has happened and it was a long flight and I'm dead on my feet. How about that drink?"She exploded in relief. "Of course! How would you like it? On the rocks with a little soda?" That was the way he used to like his drink.Rod looked thoughtful. "Better make that neat.""Neat?" She looked at him questioningly.He nodded. "Neat."He looked so different to her standing in the middle of the room with his hands on his hips. Thinner, yes, but changed around the eyes and mouth. Even his attitude was different. She smiled and spun from him, saying, "One neat scotch coming up." In the kitchen, she poured herself a drink that was pretty generous. To cover up, she poured more scotch in his glass.They sat on the couch together, holding hands, eagerly telling each other any and all big news they had. Rod said he was on leave for a month then only had to report back for processing on his discharge."Will you be going back to your old job? Have you written the advertising agency?"Rod looked down at the floor, took a big drink, then let his head flop back on the couch. "No, I haven't.""Are you going to call them?"Rod looked vague. "No, I'm not.""Why?" Gail bit her lip."Well," he gave a little laugh, "I don't think I want to be in advertising any more."They both took quick drinks and Gail took their glasses to the kitchen and poured bigger drinks. Sitting next to him, she looked at his face and knew he was troubled, that he had come to some new understanding of himself. Having gone through the problem with horrendous consequences, she was sympathetic. Could she, for a few moments, forget her own deep problems?. "What do you want to do, then?" she finally asked.He shrugged. "That's it. I don't know." He gave a little laugh. "I don't have the slightest idea what I want to do.""Maybe you want to go back to school?" she asked hopefully.He made a face and took a deep drink. "Nuts. All those long hairs running around and rioting and mouthing off about a lot of causes they don't even understand." Rod was up on his feet and it seemed like he was letting out some of what was bothering him so Gail sat quiet as he talked on. "I'm too old for that crap. Listen, to them, it's all a game. They're over here and bad mouthing and thinking they've got the problems of the world licked and they don't even know what it's all about."He was striding about the room, drinking, staring off, shooting glances her way while he talked on. "There they are and there I am. There I am in my little chopper, taking off, doing it from the manual, doing just like in training only I'm not in training, I'm in Vietnam and my chopper is loaded down with wounded men. Men blown half apart by land mines and men with their faces blown off by booby traps and kids bleeding, their life blood spilling out of them."He paused for a moment, drained his glass then went on. "Sometimes I was so loaded I had stretcher cases lashed to my landing pontoons. Sometimes I had such a load of wounded, I couldn't get too much altitude and I'd have to fly between the hills and I'd look out at those guys and see them looking at me with those eyes and sometimes those bastards up in the hills would fire on us."He paused and Gail got up to take his glass. "Honey, I'm so sorry."Rod raked a hand through his hair and scoffed. "I'm sorry. Doing a job like that day in and day out can warp your perspective."Gail shuddered. "I'll bet. You've seen too much suffering."Rod gave a harsh laugh as he followed her out to the kitchen and stood watching as she mixed the drinks. "It's more than just that. It's the whole God damn country. Corruption everywhere. In the towns, it's all black market, whores, and dope."Gail looked at him. "Really?""The whole place is miserable. There isn't one decent person in that whole stinking country. Sometimes, I just wished I could put it all down and walk away from it. Just say the hell with it.""What did you do to keep from going crazy?"Rod took his drink, took a big swig then tilted his glass in a little ironic toast. "Well, booze, for one thing."Gail cocked her head. "For one thing?"Rod looked at her seriously. "Yes. Pot, for another. Don't look so shocked or upset. Everybody over there smokes it. The stuff grows wild all over the place. Everybody does it. And with good cause. Keeps you from going nuts and busting the place up.""I ... didn't know," Gail said, wondering if she should tell him she had smoked it, wondering if she should tell him anything about Lee having been there. "You never wrote me about it.""It's something you don't write home about." With a shrug, he grabbed the bottle and walked back into the living room, sprawling on the couch and saying, "Let's have some music or television or something."Gail followed him. Her mind was a mixture of emotions and conflicting thoughts. She had hoped he would be calm and strong and take charge of their life and be someone she could lean on; someone she could love and trust and perhaps, someday, confide in and tell all of what was burning in her soul and groin. She needed to tell someone what she was going through and that someone had been Rod. Now, here he was; restless, disillusioned, bitter, drinking, unsure.The fact that he had confessed he had smoked pot in Vietnam had a double effect: first, a relief in that he had done it too; a way, in fact, of admitting she had done it with Lee and a way of opening up the subject. Yet, at the same time, there was the realization that, if he had smoked pot, he had felt the way she had and he could have found it easy to find willing girls."And what else did you do?" she asked, sitting next to him and beginning to feel the blissful relief and relaxation from the booze.Rod looked mystified. "What else did I do?""To keep from going crazy.""Over there? Oh, the usual. Crap games, card games. I told you about the boozing. Movies, when we could get them. And the dope," he added, waving the bottle a little drunkenly."And what else?"He looked at her owlishly. "What do you mean, what else?"Gail tried to look coy. "No women?"Rod gave a humorless laugh. "Naw.""Come on, you can tell me.""Say," he said, pausing to drink, "What kind of guy do you think I am?""Like every other husband far away from home and lonely, and upset," Gail said with an expansive and tolerating wave of the hand."No, not me," Rod answered, looking down at his glass."I hear those Vietnamese girls are pretty cute. I've seen them on the news. Some of them are knockouts," she said, teasing, moving closer and letting her hand stroke his thigh."Yeah, some of them are, but those aren't the bar girls. You can't get near those girls.""Yeah, but I bet you didn't have any difficulty getting near those bar girls.""No," he said, shaking his head. "Oh, a couple of times we fooled around. Couple of the guys used to make out, but I never did more than buy them a couple of drinks."Gail threw her hand to her mouth and laughed. "I bet. Come on, Rod, I love you. Are we going to have secrets from one an other?" she asked, amazed at her own excitement and lack of guilt. A wild thrill ran through her. She felt like Lee. It was a lewd thrill that made her lean forward, her lips wet and parted, her eyes half closed, her breast brushing against his shoulder as she whispered, "Come on, tell me about it."Rod burst away from her, getting to his feet. "All right," he said, waving his glass. "So I did. Just once. That's all. I was drunk and lonely and hadn't heard from you for a long while and I met this girl and went and did it.""I wrote you every day," she said, a little defiantly. Even though it appeased her conscience a little to know that he too had been unfaithful, it hurt her pride and she felt a pang of jealousy creep into her being."The mail was held up lots of times and I'd get a whole lot of letters at once," he alibied. "Anyway, that's no excuse. Honey, forgive me. Try to understand. She meant nothing to me and I was lonely and I didn't even enjoy it."Triumph, a lewd and wicked kind of triumph came over her. With a lewd smile, she knew she had him. She got up off the couch, put down her drink and walked to the bedroom door. Turning to him, she began to languidly unbutton the front of her dress. "Was she any good?" she asked in a low voice.Rod, still standing in the center of the room, watched her with narrowing eyes. "No, just a girl.""A prostitute?" she asked, slipping one snowy shoulder free and revealing she was wearing a black half-bra that barely caught and contained a rounded and billowing breast.He drank from his glass, watching her with greedy eyes over the rim. "Yeah, she was a prostitute." She slipped her other shoulder free and stood with the dress falling past her tight slim waist and catching on her beautifully rounded hips. "What did she look like?" she murmured.He grinned sheepishly. "Oh, all right. Say, what are we talking about her for?"Slowly, provocatively, she shifted her weight from hip to hip and Rod felt his cock give a jerk as he saw the red of one nipple working its way loose from her bra and the dress slipped lower on her hips, revealing she was wearing a scarlet garter belt. "Was she good looking?" she persisted.He was now looking at her body, at her inviting, bare midriff that undulated as she moved her hips in time to the music. "I already told you," he said, finding his mouth suddenly dry.With a slow, shimmying movement, the dress slithered to the floor and she stood in stockings, high heels, black bikini panties, red garter belt and a flimsy half bra that her heavy ripe melon-breasts were bouncing out of. "Did she look as sexy as me?" she asked, her voice low.Rod gulped at his drink, draining it and standing looking at her loveliness. Her long tapering legs seemed to curve all the more as she raised one and bent the knee across her body, seeming to hide her private loveliness but only exposing one taut cheek of her buttocks as the panties rode up into the deep crevice. With an enticing look, she whispered, "Why don't we go in here and talk about it?"Slowly, she turned, revealing the full impact of her pert buttocks half naked and alluring, and walked into the darkness of their bedroom. Without a word, Rod watched her go, watched the rhythmic rise and fall of the naked cheeks of her buttocks. Hastily, he poured himself another drink and gulped it down and followed her into the bedroom.He found her on the bed, on her back. Her huge breasts had flowed out of the bra, her nipples red and distended. Her breasts seemed higher, jutting upward with the help of the bra and she lay with one leg bent and across her body. Slowly, she straightened the leg and spread both of them. He was standing at the foot of the bed, looking at her body, his eyes zeroing in on her crotch where he could plainly see the imprint of her vagina on the tight black band and several tiny curling strands of her pubic hair sticking out. And, as he watched, wiping the back of his hand across his mouth, she let her hips undulate ever so little.With a cry, he was on the bed and crashing on top of her, fully clothed, his mouth on hers and his hands running up and down her body. He was shocked and surprised with the intensity and abandon of her response. She ground her hips up against him and her hands pawed at his clothing, trying to get it off him while her open mouth kissed him and her hot tongue ran wild in his mouth.They writhed together, as he felt her hip bones jutting up and his hands ran wild over her body, rudely grabbing her breasts, her buttocks, then, with a guttural cry, cupping his hand over her cunt and feeling it hot and swollen and moist under the panties. He rolled off her and was surprised how quickly she sprang to help him out of his clothes. Stripped to his shorts, his cock bulging beneath them, it was Gail who fought his hands away and forced him to lie back while she pulled them down, his cock flopping into sight and waving erect.She threw his shorts on the floor then propped herself above him on her arms, smiling down at him. Tantalizingly, she let her breasts skim over his chest, her nipples being prickled by his chest hair. "Was she good to you?" she asked in a whisper.Passionate, drunk, he was bewildered."Was who good to what?""The girl, the prostitute," she said with a smutty smile. "What did she do to you?" As an incentive to answer, she lowered her body until her hot silky stomach was just touching his cock. She rocked slowly back and forth and then up and down, applying just enough pressure to tease him and roll the foreskin back. Rod groaned. "Oh, wow, it's been so long. What difference does it make what she did?""None," she cooed. "But I want to hear what she did to you?" she asked, putting her stockinged knee between his legs and forcing them apart. Slowly, she let her weight come down on him, her breasts bulging in front of his face."The usual," he said, running his hands down her back and snapping her bra loose and letting his hands go on down to where they touched the top of her panties. Slowly, he tugged them downward as she lifted her hips to allow him to do so."And what's the usual?""You know.""No, I don't. Tell me.""You know.""Tell me!""They ... they did what most of the girls do.""What's that?" she asked with smokey eyes, feeling her excitement mount. It was almost as good as being with Lee. She would get him to tell her what the girl had done to him and she would, in a kind of subjugation, do the same to him."Well, they sort of make love to the guy.""How?"He closed his eyes. He was being driven mad by her writhing body. Half drunk, having confessed to sex he thought: what the hell. "They sort of put. Well, they used their mouths.""Ohhhhhhh." It was a low exclamation of understanding and pleasure that came from his wife. Slowly, she began slipping down the length of his body, her mouth licking, kissing, biting. She paused to nibble at his chest, sending a crude feeling of lust scorching through his groin. She made a wet trail across his stomach, pausing to probe her tongue into his navel, then slip on down to, with a jerk, and a moan, he felt the hot wet tip of her tongue flick across the end of his cock. He raised his head with a dazed expression and saw her over his cock, her mouth open, her tongue out, her eyes closed and her face radiant with lust. While he watched, he saw her wet her lips with her tongue and slowly open her mouth wide and take his cock in her mouth where he felt a rubbery wet softness. Slowly, her lips taut as a rubber band, she began to bob her head up and down.His head fell back and he let out a moan as he felt her begin to expertly suck as her mouth and tongue moved over his rockhard shaft. It had been awhile since he had had a woman and his body writhed convulsively and he fought against a lewd pumping of his hips which he knew from experience would heighten the feeling yet wasn't something he should do with his own wife.His wife!The thought hit him like a thunderbolt. Here she was, acting like a Vietnamese whore, asking him what they did and then doing it! Somehow, it wasn't right. Yet, it felt so good and it was fun. But, with Gail? Sweet, innocent young Gail?The thought that his pent-up passion was getting out of hand and he would, like she was some common whore, shoot off in her mouth, suddenly become appallingly real. Frantically, he tore out her head, pulling her away with all his strength.Gail got her breath and brushed the hair out of her eyes, whispering softly, "What's the matter, darling?""Nothing. Just getting kind of excited, that's all," he said, gasping.She squeezed his cock with her hand and said, "Isn't that the whole idea?""Yeah, but I might cum!"She tilted her head and looked down at him with a strange lewd smile. "So?""Well ... it's not right."She pursed her lips and smiled mockingly. "Not right? Whatdid you do with that girl? Didn't you cum in her mouth?"At her use of the word, "cum," he stiffened. She never used to talk like that. She had changed. As he remembered, she was always responsive, but shy and passive. Drunkly he tried to remember if she had ever gone down on him before. But, his lust couldn't be denied."Well," she asked again, "Didn't you cum in their mouths? Didn't you like that?""Yeah," he admitted, "But that was different.""How? Did they do something that I don't do?"No! I didn't mean that. I mean it was different. That was her job.""And this one," she said, squeezing his cock again, "Is my job."She bent her head again and he felt her hot wet mouth close over the mushrooming head of his cock and felt her warm slippery tongue slide around with the tip licking over the entrance to his prick, trying to tantalize the hot male juice out. He moaned with delight but couldn't let his wife behave in this way. He reached down and tried to lift her head with both his hands.Gail responded by locking her arms around his widespread thighs and sucking with all her might, her head bobbing as fast as she could."Gail!" he gasped, "Stop it, stop it, God damn it!"They fought, with Rod pulling her hair until he was afraid it would rip loose, then trying to wedge his hand down to push her face away. His fingers felt the diamond hard erection and her lips swooping down and touching his fingers. His shaft was wet and a low lewd thrill ran through him as he felt her lips slip down and suck on the tips of his fingers. One of her hands coming from under his muscular thighs, seized his fingers and guided them and encouraged them to grip the shaft of his cock and, with a lewd moan, he grabbed it and pulled the foreskin further back, feeling her lips and tongue exploring new contours of his prick. With a greedy lust, he stroked the skin back and forth as he groaned and moaned with pleasure while below, his wife increased the rhythm of her sucking.With a shock, he felt her forefinger probing the tight crevice of his buttocks, teasing in to find his tiny puckered anus. Nothing but the most depraved Vietnamese women ever did that! He had heard about it but never had anyone do it to him. Now, at home, his wife's forefinger was flicking back and forth, sending shivers up and down his spine as she sucked with a wild abandon on his cock!He was going wild, nearing a monster orgasm. It was not right to do a thing like that with your wife, he told himself and he fought with a renewed effort, using all his strength, not caring if he hurt her or not, only concerned with stopping what they were doing. They tossed back and forth and he fought, trying to pull out from under her and, as he did, he felt her finger pop into his anus and he gave a yell. Despite himself, despite all his struggling, he found his hips pumping in rhythm to her sucking and he writhed and pumped and, with a desperate effort, rolled over so that she was under him.The lewdness of their pose sent rockets exploding in his skull. He was on top of her, his cock still in her mouth, her arms still locked around his thighs. With a wild hoarse cry, he began fucking her in the mouth as though it were another cunt. He couldn't help it, it felt so good and the whole thing was better than any Saturday night whore he had ever heard of. Her finger was slipping deeper into his anus as he thrust in and out and he fought with her again, turning over once more so that she was on top of him. Then, with a wild cry and wild thrust, they twisted and tumbled off the bed and fell to the floor where he landed on top of her.She was sucking harder than ever, holding on to him with all her strength and all reserve, all morals were gone and abandoned. He was going to fuck the shit out of her. He pumped in and out of her mouth with all his might while her finger sawed in and out of his anus and her lips were like a vacuum stopper around his cock, sucking hard.Now he was fucking into her roundly ovaled mouth viciously, pumping in and out with all his might, lewdly banging her head down on the floor as he suddenly threw back his head and yelled, "Aggghhhhaaa!" and pumped white hot sperm deep down into her hungrily! He felt her sucking still and looked down to see her cheeks ballooning between her legs. He saw his cock swelling with each explosion of cum and saw her swallowing hard and sucking for still more and, as her finger gyrated in his anus, he felt he would never have a sweeter orgasm ever and the sight of her greedy sucking sent secondary spasms coursing through his body and he came again and again, gradually collapsing and falling to one side as she turned with him, still sucking his deflating cock. Soon, he was flat on his back on the floor, relaxed, his eyes closed, feeling her over him, sucking the last bit of cum from his soft cock then licking it clean. Then she stopped and he felt like falling asleep.He raised his head and saw her walking quickly from the room, her buttocks twitching up and down. Jesus, he thought, and I haven't even fucked her yet!She came back quickly with the bottle and two glasses. She knelt beside him, her breasts naked and tempting as they quivered, and poured two drinks. "How was that?" she asked, handing him a drink.Rod drained his glass and handed it back, gasping for breath. "That ... that was out of sight."Gail looked pleased and leaned over him, one nipple near his mouth. "I'm glad. What else did they do?""Who?" he asked, knowing full well what she was talking about.Insinuatingly, she rubbed the nipple across his lips. "You know. I'm hot. That was good. I'll do that to you again."Despite his fatigue, he felt a tremor of excitement grow in his prick. "What else did they do to make you happy?" she asked, persisting.He looked at her, doubtful. "Aren't you mad or jealous?"She drank and smiled down at him. From her eyes, he could tell she was getting smashed. "No," she said, slurring the word. "Oh, a little, but I understand. You were far far away from home.""Yeah," he said with a smirk, taking another drink from her. What the hell, he thought, she's excited because I'm home. "Some of them were pretty good," he said, drinking. He had just about decided they both would get drunk and make some more love."What did they do?" she asked with her eyes glazed from more than booze."Oh, the better whorehouses had shows," he said with a bragging kind of nonchalance."What kind of shows?"She seemed to be eager to know. It was almost as if talking about such things meant as much as the actual thing. "Well, strip shows and shows with girls making love and shows with girls making love with animals.""Animals!" she squealed. "I don't believe you!""Honest. I saw one girl with a dog and another girl with a donkey. Honest. I talked to the girl with the dog and she said no man could ever satisfy her again after she had a dog. Can you imagine anything so depraved?"Gail squirmed closer, her hand playing with his prick. Against all he wished, he found it growing harder under her gentle ministrations. "What kind of a dog was it?""Big German Police dog. Belonged to the Saigon police department.""And what did it do to the girl?" she asked breathlessly."It fucked the life out of her. In her ass," he added softly as though an afterthought.Gail's heavy sigh and strange excited expression was the first real sign to him that something was wrong. He fought with his alcohol befogged mind. She was never this way before. Something had happened. What could be the truth dawned on him in a frightening way. Just as he had been busy with whores in Vietnam, so she could be busy with men back at home!He started to prop himself up on his knees but his wife had gotten up and was standing over him, pulling her scanty panties off as he watched. She stood, clad in nothing but her high heels, stockings, and garter belt. Swaying from drunkenness just a bit, she stepped, placing a leg on either side of his head and Rod threw his head back and looked up.The sight inflamed his lust again and he felt his cock swelling painfully blood full and erect. She stood above him with her hands on her hips, her legs apart and he looked up her long legs and could see the glistening slit of her cunt buried in her dark pubic hair and the tight deep crevice where her plump buttocks met. Slowly, as he watched, her hips began to gyrate and her legs spread apart. He saw her hands coming down and caressing her pubic hair and he saw her forefinger slide its lubricated way up and down the length of her cunt and she began to slowly spread her legs, kneeling as she did so. Above was her slim stomach, now heaving with desire. His mesmerized eye traveled on up, up to where he saw her great breasts jutting out, almost obscuring her face. Between her cleavage, he could see her chin tilted, her head thrown back.His hands began caressing the insides of her calves and ran on up to stroke the insides of her thighs and, as he watched, he saw her fingers form on the lips of her vagina and slowly pull it open and wide. The glistening red walls of her cunt were now visible to him. As he watched, his cock now ramrod hard again, she began to slowly gyrate. The sight was too much for him as he saw her cunt twitch and gape, one of her fingers running in and coming out wet and her buttocks moved in a rubbery way, expanding enough for him to see a glimpse of her anus.He wanted to lick her cunt; something that he had never done. Certainly not with the Saigon bar girls. No telling what kind of diseases they had. Yet, he couldn't bring himself to do it, even as she was bending lower, spreading her legs wider while her fingers toyed with her throbbing little clitoris and slipped in and out of her cunt.He pushed her away and got to his feet and she fell back, her breasts jiggling obscenely. "Do you want me to suck you some more?" she asked. Her reaction was strange, for he thought he saw a lewd thrill run through her body, making her tremble. There was an odd look in her eye, like she wished for him to make her suck him again.Grabbing her by the wrist, he pulled her to her feet and spun her on the bed where she sprawled and spread her legs. She lay there, her arms thrown behind her head, her breasts heaving with passion as she rolled her buttocks under and started her hips in a long slow pumping as if some invisible cock was fucking in and out of her.Rod watched, aroused, as she squeezed her moist cunt together between her soft thighs and trembled with lust and desire. She writhed and undulated before him, her hands coming down to cup her breasts. He crawled on the bed, panting, kneeling between her legs and lying on top of her, his cock held away from her cunt. He felt her long legs wrapping around his body, pulling him in while her buttocks squirmed under him, yearning for his prick. A wild excitement, spurred on by his drinking and her wantonness, made him say, what the hell, might as well go all the way. His mouth by her ear, he whispered. "There was this girl who showed me something once.""What!" she whispered back, her voice excited and breathy."Tell me, I'll do it!"He pulled away from her and said, "Roll over on your stomach." Instantly, she obeyed, lying flat with her head averted from him. If he could have seen her face, he would have found it glazed with a masochistic kind of lust. Instead, Rod found himself gazing at her smooth firm buttocks. They were perfect and their sensuous symmetry made him stare down at them, fondle them, feel their warmth and soft rubbery firmness while Gail moaned pleasantly. Lewdness had them both caught in its iron grip now as Rod thought of steamy drunken nights in Saigon whorehouses where anything could be bought for a price and Gail closed her eyes and dreamed of Lee and their night in the drive-in. Could she have gone back to that camper and been gangfucked by all those teenage boys? What was it Lee had said? Something about being liberated? Yes, she thought, her mind confused and boiling with lust, when I give in, I'm free!"Spread your legs!" Rod whispered hoarsely, feeling his cock grow erect and hard against his flat stomach. He watched as she obeyed, spreading her legs as far as possible while he crawled between them and looked down. Her buttocks were spread wide and the deep crevice between them widened until he could see the dark spot where her anus was. Below that, surrounded by sparsely curling pubic hair was her cunt, the lips spread wide so he could see the inflamed cherry-red walls all wet and inviting. She was crushing her clitoris down on the bed sheets and grinding away in a slow lewd movement."Get up on your knees!" he commanded, his voice little more than a white breath of air. He watched as her buttocks rose in the air as she struggled to her knees, her legs still spread apart. Muscles and cords stood out as she rose obscenely on her knees, her ass held high with each cheek spread taut. Her defenseless puckered little anus was in full view. Never had Rod seen anyone more naked or vulnerable as he saw her cunt with its vaginal lips swollen and spread. God, he thought, she looks just like a whore! His mouth dry, he said, "Reach back and spread your cunt with your hands."He almost spat the word, "cunt," and he could see a visible reaction from Gail. A shudder ran through her body and she reached, stretching her arms, around her tight young buttocks and felt with her fingertips for the lips of her vagina and slowly spread her cunt open wide.With a roar, Rod lunged between her legs, got to his knees and seized her hips with his hands, digging his fingers deep into her flesh and rammed his cock home as she moaned. He drove it as deep as it would go into her, feeling her cunt resist for an exquisite lubricated moment then plunging on in the full length of his shaft, feeling it surrounded by the feeling of warm, living honey.He fucked her with abandon, slamming it into her, feeling his balls slap back and forth obscenely and seeing her with her head still on the bed, her face turned away from him, seeing her head jerk and recoil under the impact of his thrusts. Below her, her breasts just touched the sheets and they quivered and jiggled as he fucked her, her nipples becoming distended and an excitement running through her body.Gail met each of his brutal thrusts by pushing back, eager to get every inch of his cock in her. His fingernails were digging deeper into her loins with each thrust and their pain was part of her humiliation and her humiliation was her excitement and pleasure. She felt an orgasm building in her and she longed for further depravity, for her brother to come back and to dominate her and force her to do obscene things.And as she thought of Lee and what might have happened had she gone to that camper with those boys, her orgasm surged and welled up. "Oh God, darling, I'm cumming!" she panted.Rod threw his head back in wild abandon, gritting his teeth as he fucked as hard as he could and felt another orgasm coming on him."In the ass!" Gail suddenly screamed, her voice harsh."What?""In the ass, fuck me in the ass if you want to!" she hissed, the words tearing across her vocal chords. "In the ass, fuck me in the ass like the dog!"The thought drove Rod mad but he was beyond control, beyond stopping. Gail herself was driven wild by her confession of the lewd desire. A white light seemed to explode deep in her mind."I-I'm cummmmmmmming!" Her body tensed as she thrust upward. "I-I... want... want... Aggggggghhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaah!" The sound seemed to come from the pit of her stomach as she came again and again, her cunt caught in tiny electric spasms.Rod came in her cunt, shooting a thin jet of scalding hot sperm so fast and hard he didn't realize it until he felt his cock thickening against the next burst. He came, taking a deep lungful of air and moaning as his body went limp under the massive pleasure of pumping hot juice into his wife's hungrily dilating cunt.They collapsed, Rod bearing down all his dead weight on his wife until he rolled off. Gail was almost instantly asleep, murmuring something like "Bee," and crawling exhausted under the covers. Rod followed her, laying on his back, wearily reaching for and turning out the light. He lay still, catching his breath, feeling sleepy making everything fuzzy and incoherent.His body flinched him awake and his mind was full of a yammering thought: she has been fucking someone else. She was never like this before.He lay thinking, not sure he wanted a wife who acted like a whore; not sure he liked his wife begging him to commit sodomy even though it was exciting at the time. It was not normal. He frowned up at the dark ceiling and thought a long time before going to sleep.-= Chapter 5 =-The weeks that followed were spent in sightseeing in and around San Diego. Gail found herself constantly trying to break through Rod's increasing bitterness and depression. His confusion seemed to deepen and he refused, curtly, to talk of their future. "Plenty of time for that when I get my discharge," he would say, leaning his elbows against a railing and. gazing at the gorillas which sat in their pit, picking at fleas or lost in a stupid reverie.Gail, standing beside him, touched his shoulder lightly. "How long are we going to stand here looking at those apes?""I dunno.""There are a lot of other animals to look at besides those hairy things.""I like looking at them," he said with implacable finality, never wavering his gaze. They're kind of locked up the way everyone else is."A look of concern crossed her face. "Why do you say that? We're locked up? We're free. This is America. They're on one side of the bars, we're on the other."Rod gave a secret bitter smile. "I know. Maybe we're all locked up."Gail grew silent. She waited patiently while Rod moped, watching the great apes listlessly play with a car tire until he stretched and walked away. It was the same when she introduced him to her friends, proudly exhibiting her husband home from the wars. Rod was polite and remote, usually sitting silent behind a drink.He seemed to regard the war with a sorrow and scorn and seldom talked about it unless they were alone and he was drinking. Then, he would go off on harangues. "I had a buddy over there. Bill Peterson. Nice guy from Minnesota. We were going to go fishing up in his neck of the woods when we got back. Lakes freeze over and you pitch a tent to keep out of the wind and cut a hole in the ice. Drink brandy to keep warm. "Bill was more than a buddy, he was a friend. I don't know why, we just got along. Talked a lot and he was pretty cool about everything. He didn't dig longhairs, neither do I. He didn't especially like listening to politicians, neither do I. He wanted to work for himself His old man was a druggist. He didn't want to do that when he got out. We had a half-assed idea that we'd do something besides fishing together when we got back."Rod would look down at his drink a long time before saying anything. Gail had learned to sit quiet during these silences. He drank and went on. "We had our own apartment in Saigon that we shared. One day, we came back from some real rough runs. Three days straight. We were beat but we had to check out our choppers. Just a matter of professional pride. Like I said, we were both beat and seen enough guys blown apart so I suggested we flip and see who stayed behind and checked out both choppers. Bill agreed and I lost." A sad cynical smile crossed his face. "I won. I stayed at the base while Bill drove back to Saigon. Said he'd have a pitcher of martinis waiting. Bill put the key in the lock, opened the door and got his head blown off. Booby trapped while we were away. None of the little bastards who worked for us had any idea who did it."Yet it was more than just the readjustments of a returning soldier, more than learning to live with peace after a year of constant war. He was sullen and their evenings were spent in silent drinking while they sat in the living room, never looking at each other, having the television as a constant excuse. To the other servicemen they knew, husbands of friends of Gail, Rod was bored with their war stories and often rude.They saw less and less of friends, their life becoming insular, their nights spent in drinking, their days spent in quiet desperation. Rod seemed to avoid looking at her or talking to her as much as possible. During the day, he made excuses to get away from her. The car had to be taken in for servicing, he had to make trips to the base on vague business.At night, they drank and. Rod avoided their having sex again. Each night they went to bed and she was refused, Gail's anxiety mounted. Since that first night, he had cut off all conversation about sex. Gail cringed inwardly, feeling she had given herself away. Yet she couldn't help it. With a sickening feeling in her stomach, she had to admit to herself that she only lived for lewdness, that she would gladly, fervently, perform any and all obscenities that Rod would ask her to do. With a shudder that made her wrap her arms around herself against a nonexistent cold wind, she thought she might be capable of performing any sex act that might be asked of her by anyone.She knew she must be sick, she knew her desires and drives were not normal. Her body ached and throbbed for her brother Lee while her mind was revolted at her desires and lust.They rose late every day, hung over, with Rod irritable and non-communicative. He was sure, after the first night, that Gail had taken a lover or lovers while he was away. The thought, added to his already existing feelings about the war, only deepened his rage. Nobody at home seemed to have any idea of what the war was all about and the thought of his own wife fucking her hot little ass off, acting like a common slut while he was over there trying to do something about all that endless misery, was too much. It seemed to him that nobody cared, that everybody had their heads in the sand and were busy enjoying themselves, that the peace demonstrators weren't so much interested in ending the war as they were in tooting their own horn and cause.Over all of this, hanging heavy on his ego, was the feeling that his wife was not what he thought she was. Certainly not the girl he had left behind. What they had done in bed together was something he had done with whores, common prostitutes that he had paid. She had outdone the biggest whores in Barracuda Mary's, a Saigon whorehouse devoted exclusively to oral sex. Was that any kind of a woman to be married to? Was that any way to build a future? No, she had been whoring around and he was going to bide his time, find the guy and then he was going to have his revenge.Each day they arose late, Rod taking a hot shower against his ramming headache, downing several Excedrin and a glass of foaming Bromo Seltzer then dressing and strolling out to the mailbox while Gail showered.Each day he went out, he caught sight of an old man in the yard across the street. Every morning, the old man pretended to be working but was always watching. Every morning, he seemed disappointed when Rod came down the drive. Can he be the one, Rod asked himself. Naw, too old. A good fuck would kill an old geeser like him.One particular morning he came back into the house with an open letter in his hand. Gail was in the kitchen, washing dishes from the night before and preparing a breakfast of black coffee and orange juice. "Hey," he called, "we got a letter from your brother, Lee. He says he's coming out to visit us for awhile."There was the crash -- an explosion -- and tinkle of glass from the kitchen. Rod ran to see Gail staring at him with a white face, shattered glass at her feet."What happened?""Nothing. Slipped. My hands were soapy and it slipped. Let me see the letter.""Look out, you're in your bare feet, you'll cut yourself," he said, alarmed by her pale appearance, the odd look in her eye and the way she walked through the glass, impervious to pain or danger."Let me see!""Gail, you're bleeding!""Let me see the letter!" she said in a strange wailing tone."Here, take it. Sit down."He guided her to a chair, alarmed by the way she was behaving. She paid utterly no attention to her cut feet and her bleeding. He sat her down in a chair while her eyes raced madly through the letter.She sat reading it over and over while Rod ran to get the first aid kit and treated her cuts, pulling shards of glass from her feet. Her cuts sterilized and bandaged, he swept then vacuumed the floor then paused, caught his breath and looked at his wife. She was still as pale as a plaster wall, the letter, read many times over, in her lap, her face vacant of any emotion as she stared off, her eyes sad and resigned."Gail, I've got to get you to a doctor," he said, concern in his voice."He can't stay here," she said in a small voice."Who? Lee? The hell with that now. Get dressed, I'm taking you to a doctor."She looked up at him as if she hadn't heard. Her eyes seemed larger and darker than he had ever seen them before. And there was an odd unhealthy look to them. "I don't want him to stay here.""Lee? Why not? He can sleep on the couch. Gail, what the hell is the matter with you? Are you all right?"She tried to smile and moved to get up, wincing as she put weight on one foot. "Ouch. Oh, that hurts.""I know." All of his resentment was forgotten. The sight of blood, the thought and sight of someone in pain brought back feelings he had tried to bury and forget since coming back from Vietnam. No matter what he felt, he had been trained to help people when they were hurt. "Let me carry you to the bedroom where we can get you dressed. I've got to get you to the hospital.""I'll be all right.""You'll be all right when a qualified doctor can look at those cuts and get all the glass out. What got into you?" he asked as he picked her up in his strong arms and carried her to the bedroom where he put her on the bed and busied himself with gathering clothing for her.Gail lay back on the bed and closed her eyes, the letter crumbled in her hand. Once before she had lain on the bed, a letter in her hand: Rod's. With a mighty effort, she tried to stir herself. "I don't know," she lied. "I felt so funny when I woke up. I felt worse when I was in the kitchen and that glass just slipped. I'm sorry.""Forget it and get into these slacks and stuff." He smiled down at her. "You sure were weird about that letter. Walked right through the glass like it was nothing.""I-I... thought something was wrong with Lee. I just had a ... funny feeling, that's all," she lied. She removed her robe, wearing only a bra and panties underneath. She paused and lay back, looking up at her husband with half closed eyes. "Rod?" she asked longingly."What?""Make love to me.""What? Now? The way you are?""Please. Now.""Gail, don't be crazy. You have a temperature?" He put his hand to her forehead and she seized it and licked the palm of his hand with her tongue. "Gail!""Please," she implored, her voice breaking. "It's so important. I need you. Make love to me, make violent love to me. Rod! I need you! Please make love to me! Fuck me like you really mean it."Rod recoiled at the words. He looked down at his wife. Her face was so tortured, so serious. And there was that strange look in her eye. What was it? Had Rod known, or had he even suspected the lust and agony Gail was feeling at that moment, he would have been able to do something: a gesture, an act, a word. But, he had no idea. He busied himself with dressing her, treating her as a child, preferring to think her rantings came from the fact that she was hurt. He carried her to the car and whisked her off to the hospital, to the emergency ward where a doctor cleaned and treated her cuts, gave her an injection and prescribed some pills to relax and calm her and pronounced her cuts as not being serious at all.They stopped at the drug store and Gail sat in the car while Rod ran in to have the prescription filled. She sat parked in the shopping center and watched the people around her. They seemed so normal with such normal activities. Mothers and fathers with their children, teen-agers walking arm in arm, older people window shopping. All this, she thought, and Lee is coming. The letter didn't say when, just that he was on his way. The letter was postmarked two days ago. He could be arriving at any time. What was she going to do?Rod broke her reverie as he got into the car, slamming the door and looking at her. "How're you feeling?"She tried out a wan smile. "Better.""You sure acted funny. All I said was I got a letter from Lee and you acted funny.""I know." She took a deep breath and lied. "It's just that I never hear from him and he should be in school now. He was here awhile ago. Didn't I tell you?""No, I didn't know that. How was he?""Wild. Lot of things disturbing him. I worry about him and when you got that letter I had the crazy feeling something was very wrong. Silly. I'm so sorry."For what seemed the first time in a long while, Rod smiled at her warmly. "Forget it. Let's get home and give you this medicine."Rod was very attentive all evening long. He placed her on the couch and placed pillows behind her back and turned on the television and made and fetched her drinks. He even managed a simple dinner that he served her on the couch. Gail was grateful for his attention even though she kept protesting she was all right and could manage for herself. The prescription, a tranquilizer, worked well and Gail found herself being lulled into an artificial serenity by the combination of pills and scotch. She liked the lazy drowsy feeling they supplied her and drifted off to sleep, thinking of how nice it would be to take tranquilizers and make love. She curled on the couch, looking at Rod with a sleepy-eyed look, smiling, murmuring, "Why don't we go to bed?"Rod nodded, watching the TV. "In a little while." His plan was to wait for her to fall asleep, cover her, turn everything off and go to bed alone, using the excuse that she needed sleep. He didn't have too long to wait and he sat smoking and drinking, pretending he was watching. television but really thinking about his wife. It was something more than just an affair. But what? Her behavior when he said he had a letter from Lee was odd. Weird, in fact. But why? He found Lee's letter and read it over. It was simple and short. Lee had been a visitor when he was in Vietnam. What had happened? Gail called him wild and disturbed. What had happened and why did she wait until now to tell him Lee had visited? It wasn't like her to forget a thing like that. She had always been so fond of Lee."Fond." Sitting in the chair, tapping the letter thoughtfully against his chin, he said the word softly. He had heard of "stuff like that" in Vietnam. There was even the Okie kid, a real hayseed farm boy who said he had fucked his cousin and various farm animals. Rod had always put him down as a bragging crackpot.He shook his head and got to his feet. Nothing like that could happen here. He felt a little ashamed of himself for thinking such thoughts about his wife and brother-in-law. Hell, he thought, last time I saw him, he was just a kid.He went to bed troubled, thinking. There was something very wrong with Gail and something wrong with their marriage. He couldn't accept a wife who made love the way they had the last time. He had to talk to her. They both had to sit down and soberly talk over things. Maybe a visit to a minister or doctor would help. Something had to be done.Something was done. It was done at three O'clock that morning. Rod found himself stirring from a deep sleep by the persistent ringing of the front door bell. He got out of bed warily, drudging about on reflex, used to being called at all hours to fly his chopper on a mission. "All right, all right," he mumbled, stumbling to the living room and stopping sleepy eyed when he saw Gail still sound asleep on the couch. The doorbell stabbed through the early morning silence and jolted him awake. He blinked and walked to the door, wrapping his robe around him."Who's there?""Me," a voice answered in a stage whisper. "That you, Rod? It's me, Lee."Rod threw the door open and stood with a quizzical grin on his face. "Lee! What the hell are you doing?"Lee came in. "Didn't you get my letter? I got a ride clear to Denver and got a plane down. How are you, you old son-of-a-gun?"Rod shook hands, taking in Lee's appearance sleepily. He had grown, becoming strong and rangy. Slimmer and not as tall as Rod, but growing. And that crooked grin of his was familiar. To him, Lee always looked as if he had just come from pulling off some insane prank and was pleased with himself.Rod let him in, watching him haul in his gear and noticed his appearance was getting a little "farout." He grunted to himself, hoping he wasn't one of the peaceniks. "What are you doing here? What about school?"Lee shrugged and gave him a fine enigmatic smile. "I got kicked out.""How come?"Lee stood on one hip, looking at the floor and lazily scratching the back of his neck. "Well, I could tell you a lot of stories but the truth is I got caught balling the wife of the head of the history department in a broom closet and all hell broke loose and when it was all over it was suggested that maybe I should pursue my education elsewhere."Rod laughed. "No? Really? Caught in a broom closet!"Lee looked rueful. "Ever try to put your pants on while you're running down a hall stark naked with an irate husband swinging at you and his wife screaming bloody murder up and down the hall?"They laughed together and Rod held a shushing finger to his lips, pointing to the sleeping form of Gail on the couch. Briefly, he explained what had happened and they carried Lee's suitcase and sleeping bag into the bedroom. Rod got drinks and closed the bedroom door. He was delighted to see Lee and, as they sat and drank and joked, it reminded him of good times in Saigon, nights when they stayed up and drank. He liked Lee, liked his honesty and, as they talked, he found he could tell him things about the war that he had kept locked up inside of him. Lee was a good listener and said, "Yeah, I've been thinking about upping. Hell, I'm bored. I'd like to see a little of that life over there. I mean, that's where the action is. It's all that basic bullshit, all that spit and polish you go through, that stops me.""Yeah, it's a drag. Sometimes I think of re-upping. Most of the time, I don't know what the hell I want."They sat, relaxed, drinking. "Yeah, I know the feeling. Hey, how was the poontang over there. Fill me in, man."They talked on, their voices low and confidential, drinking, laughing together over sexual adventures. Lee listened closely, his eyes glinting like some predatory bird sizing up a potential meal.Finally, he leaned forward, nudging Rod's knees. "Listen, last time I was here, I got to know a chick. Her name is Kim Clarke. Wild? Out of sight. A real far out broad for real.""What's she like?" Rod asked, feeling the scotch and a certain man-to-man smuttiness."She's a topless, bottomless, double-clutching, breech-loading, high-stepping, gear-shifting, air-cooled, free-wheeling wild dancer. Didn't Gail tell you about it?"Rod shook his head and tried to keep calm. "No, she never mentioned it." Perhaps he was going to find out some of what was bothering her.Lee shrugged and nodded understandingly. "I took her to one of those topless-bottomless places. She had never been. The chick there, Kim, turned me on and so I met her.""Ah," Rod said, holding up a finger. "That's what's bothering her. She told me you were kind of wild when you were here.""Wild?" Lee looked like he was posing for a picture as the innocent angel. "Wild? Me?" Then his lips spread in that crooked insinuating smile and Rod slapped him on the knee."Probably the whole thing upset her. I mean, the place and you, her brother, making out with a dancer. You know how she is.""Yeah," Lee grinned. "Only it didn't upset her and I didn't make out with Kim until later. I told Gail I was going back to school and went back down and shacked up with Kim for two long grueling days. I tell you, she is out of sight. No bull, just a straight come-on and hop right into bed.""No kidding?""An inexhaustible fucking machine.""No kidding?""Wake up in the middle of the night with her going down on me. Listen, I'm going to see her for sure this trip. Like to meet her?"Flattered, Rod laughed and said, "Why not? Always wanted to meet a fucking machine.""Great!" Lee said enthusiastically. "Tell you what. Tomorrow night we'll all go down to the club and you can catch her act.""She really strip? All the way?""All the way and believe me, what you'll see is nothing compared to what she does in a bedroom.""Too much, huh?" Rod asked, his mouth a little open, his cock beginning to jerk and swell in his pajamas."Listen, I'll tell you a little of what she does. Ever heard of using whipped cream? Puts it all over your cock then eats it off.""Really?"Lee grinned sardonically. "And that's just for openers. Like she says: If you cum on that, it don't count."The two laughed together, Rod amazed by Lee's outlook and excited by the prospect of meeting such a girl as Kim. Lee went on regaling him with her lewd and bizarre conduct. He described her body in detail and topped it all with, "And guess what? She's only just turned seventeen. Honest! She's so built, she looks older. Phony I.D. allows her to work in a nightclub. We'll all go down to see her tomorrow night. What say?"Rod was only too eager to agree when he remembered Gail. "No good. Doctor says she's got to stay off her feet for a few days."Lee looked concerned and nodded. "Tell you what. Why don't I bring her up here after her show? Man, that would be a gas. Gail will get tired and go to bed and I'm sure I can talk Kim into a private show."Rod's cock gave a leap. "It would be wild," he said, dubious that such a thing should ever happen.Lee reached and punched him on the shoulder. "Like old times in Vietnam, I bet. Tell me about over there. Ever smoke any of that Vietnam grass?"And there the discussion took a new turn with Lee admitting and producing some grass and Rod tiptoeing to the door to check on Gail before lighting up and smoking and relaxing into a rambling euphoria where he talked of the war and, eventually, his buddy. They ended the talk with both silent and drugged. Lee stirred himself, unrolled his sleeping bag and fell asleep on the floor. Rod crawled into bed thinking of all the kids who had been wounded and killed. Thinking of the body of his roommate when he was asked to identify it.When you can go like that, he thought, quick and without warning, when you can go for no good reason at all, what the hell difference does anything make? Live it up.He rolled over on his face and fell asleep, determined he would somehow have the dancer, Kim, over to their house that night.-= Chapter 6 =-Gail woke early, looking around, locating herself and sitting up. She felt sleepy still, but rested. She put some weight on her feet and found she could hobble to the bedroom. The shock of seeing Lee on the floor and the empty glasses and bottle made her catch her breath. She retreated from the room hastily, shutting the door and retreating to the couch. She sat, trying to think of what to do. With an impulse, she thought of leaving the apartment, going away until he had left. Yet, where could she go? All her clothes were in the bedroom.She sat, resigned, that strange sad look coming into her eyes again. With a deep sigh, she got to her feet and made her way to the kitchen where she started preparing breakfast. Both of her men would be hungry.It was Lee who awoke first, rubbing his face then listening. Noises coming from the kitchen, small early morning cup-and-saucer noises. He got up noiselessly, put on his pants and crept to the kitchen. Gail was standing with her back to the door when he entered. He hadn't made a sound yet he saw her back stiffen. She felt him behind her. She turned slowly, looking at him with large grave eyes.He took her in quickly. She had changed physically. Something different in her face. Maybe it was self-pity. Whatever it was, it was a sign to Lee. She still wasn't broken. She was still full of pretense, she was still a "good girl." She still wasn't what he called, "Liberated." She still felt guilt and felt there was a "normal" way to behave in bed.It was with a thin lipped grin that, he crossed the room in his bare feet, thinking: I'll take care of her.He took her in his arms and kissed her on the mouth, running his tongue in and out as one hand closed over her buttocks. "Hiya, Babe," he whispered, pulling his mouth away. "I'm back."Gail was fighting him with all her strength, glancing over his shoulder toward the bedroom. "Lee!" she hissed, hitting his bare chest with her fists. "Rod is in there! Stop it!"For an answer, Lee thrust his hips forward and rubbed his groin against hers. Under his pants, he was as naked as she was under her housecoat. "Been a long time, Babe. I want to fuck that little million volt pussy of yours again.""Stop that talk! You're insane!" she whispered fiercely, fighting to pull away but feeling her strength and resolution ebbing fast. She fought against a animal desire to throw open her housecoat and let him fuck her right on the kitchen floor with her husband, Rod, joining in. Let him watch her brother fucking her, let the two of them do anything they wanted to her! "Oh, Lee," she moaned, trying feebly to pull away. "Why did you have to come back? " she wailed, her voice rising slightly.Lee let go of her, looked over his shoulder and walked to the table and slid on a chair. "How about some black coffee?" he asked in a cheery voice.His luck or intuition held. Rod was up and coming out, yawning and stretching. "Well, he's here. Hey, what are you doing on your feet?" he asked, taking Gail in his arms and kissing her.A lewd thrill ran through her. She felt her cunt moist and itching with desire between her thighs as she looked at Lee grinning at her with that wild look on his face. No matter what else she felt, it was exciting, being caressed by two different men one right after the other."Well, there he is. Does he look all right? Only thing wrong with him is a broom closet.""What?" Gail asked and the two men laughed.She was led back to the couch and, while they both made breakfast and kidded back and forth in the kitchen, she tried hard to compose herself and make light banter back. She learned that Lee had left school by Popular request and her mind imagined what had happened in the closet and she insanely wished that it had been her, that they had thrown the door open and caught them fucking and they had gone on, right in front of them.She jerked herself back to reality with the silent warning that such thoughts were bad and the dreaded admittance that she thought of them -- sex fantasies -- increasingly. She sat on the couch and watched her brother and husband with increasing disbelief. They got along so well together and Lee was so charming and full of locker room camaraderie with Rod. At times, she sat stunned by the secrets she held when she watched Lee's seemingly innocent yet brazen behavior. His audacity was unbelievable! They sat in the living room, and the late afternoon sun slanted long into the room. Rod had mixed a batch of martinis while Lee was playing a Rolling Stones album on the stereo he had rushed out to purchase, Rod driving him to the nearest record store, and was now enthusiastically trying to get Gail and Rod to like the music.Rod was tolerant and unimpressed. They sat sipping their drinks until Lee suddenly, again, unpredictably, leaping to his feet and snapping the stereo off. He looked down at Rod with a smile twitching his lips. Then he turned and stared seriously at Gail on the couch. He turned back to Rod, his face set and serious. "I've got something to tell you. Something I wanted to tell you last night."His manner, his tone of voice made Rod sit up. "Well, what?"Again Lee swung around to face Gail on the couch. It seemed her face was drained of all color and the knuckles of her hand tightened, growing white, around the glass she held. She didn't breathe or blink. She couldn't. She was frozen with fear.Lee looked back at Rod. "Gail and I have a secret," he said, his voice low and each word loud and clear.Rod stiffened, not sure of what he was going to hear; not sure that he wanted to hear it. "Okay," he said gravely, "Let's hear it."Lee looked hard at Rod then Gail for a moment and Gail felt as if she were on the verge of screaming, a scream she wouldn't be able to stop."Well, when I was here before, when you were away, we ... no, it was me. I made Gail do something."Rod licked his lips and nodded. It was coming, the whole sordid mess, he thought. His eyes flicked at Gail who was sitting like a marble statue, her eyes riveted on her brother. "What," Rod asked in a low voice, "Did you make Gail do?"Lee held a palm out, "Well, actually I talked her into it. Listen, it's all my fault and I take the blame. It was my idea and ..." "Get to it!" Rod said, his face hard."Well," Lee suddenly looked like a charming boy, abashed at what he had done. "I talked her into smoking some grass."The three of them seemed caught in a frozen tableau for an eternity of seconds before Rod took on a look of amusement and threw back his head and laughed and Gail seemed to grow smaller and sag back in relief on the couch, a silly dazed smile on her lips while Lee kicked his toe into the carpet, winked at Gail then turned a lamb-like face to Rod. "Like I said, it's all my fault.""That's it!" Rod said, pointing at his wife who tried to laugh back. "That's what's been bugging you! Even after I told you I had smoked it!" He was up, grinning, going to his wife and kissing her on the mouth. "You were worried! How did you feel, like some dope fiend?" he asked.Gail hugged him, thankful her brother hadn't just come out and told all the truth. She wasn't completely sure that he wouldn't just for the hell of it, come right out and say it.Her relief was entirely artificial yet she seized the opportunity to feel closer to her husband. He had her in his arms and she was looking over his shoulder at her brother standing slouched in the middle of the room, grinning at her, immensely pleased with himself.Rod seemed elated that his doubts were so easily assuaged; he drank and laughed and got up, slapping Lee on the shoulder. "You son-of-a-gun! I might have known!" He was suddenly full of questions and plans. He discovered that Lee could get some. With a broad wink that Gail couldn't see, he asked Lee. "How long will it take?""Well, it depends. I could make a phone call."It was agreed and Lee went into the bedroom to make the call. Gail motioned to Rod to come close to her so that Lee wouldn't hear. "Rod, I don't want to take any.""Ah, come on, it's all right.""I mean it. I don't like what ... I just don't like it."Rod was too elated to really listen. He drained his glass and poured himself a generous amount of straight scotch. He raised his glass in a mock toast. "Don't be a prude. Listen, I tell you it's all right. Little grass won't hurt a thing."Gail stared up at her husband filled with a dread of what was coming. He was standing in front of her, drinking, gulping. She knew his pattern. If he kept on like this, he would soon be drunk. A premonition, a sudden flashing sense of what was going to happen: a presage of doom. Rod drunk, smoking marijuana and Lee urging him on, biding his time like some smiling predatory animal. Lee sitting in the background until Rod is too drunk and too drugged and passes out. Then?"Rod, please don't drink too much," she said in a soft, plaintive voice."'Sallright. Look, honey, we used to drink night 'nd day over there," he said with an extravagant wave of his arm. "Fly one of them choppers smashed, can do anything."Lee came into the room, grinning shyly at Gail then looking self-conscious in front of Rod. "Look, remember that girl Kim I told you about last night? Well, she's got some and she's got the night off. How about if I ask her over?""Sure! Why not? 'Sallright, honey? Sure it is! What the hell!"Lee left, grinning at Gail, borrowing the car keys to go pick Kim up. Gail was left sitting on the couch, her face a mask. Calmly, she said, "Rod, you're mixing scotch with martinis. Do you think that's a good idea?"Rod, sitting across the room slumped in a chair, made a face. "Ah, come on," he said, his lips twisting, "You're not going to be a nagging wife are you?"She looked down at the empty drink in her hands. "No," she answered in a small voice."Better not," he muttered, staring into his glass. "I didn't come home to listen to somebody bitch me 'cause I felt like having a drink or two." His voice and manner were sullen and he stared down at his drink before suddenly gulping it down and getting unsteadily to his feet and heading for the kitchen to pour himself another drink.An anger blazed in Gail. If her own husband didn't care, why should she? She held her drink aloft. "If there are any more martinis, I'd like another.""Thatta girl," he said, grinning at her and taking her glass. "Gonna be an interesting night.""And how," she answered with a bitter sarcasm in her voice that Rod ignored, thanks to his numbing drinks.She got Rod to help her to the bedroom where she checked her a appearance and brushed her hair then got into bed. She was working on her third martini when the doorbell rang.With the bedroom door open, she could see a portion of the living room. Gail's heart stopped when she saw who Lee's girl friend was: it was the dancer they had seen together what seemed so very long ago! Lee was more diabolical than she had thought.The girl stood in the middle of the room, wearing an Indian headband and a fringed buckskin miniskirt. Her bare thighs and legs were tanned. She was tall, well-shaped with dark almond eyes that flashed suggestively as she looked around the apartment and into the bedroom where she saw Gail sitting erect in bed. A slow lascivious smile spread over her thick shapely lips, as she shifted her weight, thrusting out one hip and putting a hand on it. She lowered her head, her smile all-knowing. "Hi," she said in a throaty voice, "I'm Kim."Gail closed her eyes and nodded. Women have a way of understanding each other far better than men do. A look, a word, a gesture, an intonation, can say so much. Men tend to make little of such scenes, putting it down as jealousy, as petty vain rivalry. Women know better: Kim had just told Gail that she knew all about her and Gail had accepted and silently pleaded for mercy.They all came pouring into the bedroom with introductions and explanations all around about Gail's accident. They sat on chairs with Kim sitting on the edge of the bed with a newly poured drink in her hand, smiling down at Gail. "Your brother didn't do you justice.""Oh?" Gail looked at Lee who was busy stuffing a long pipe with a thick gummy substance."You're much more beautiful than he said," Kim said in a cool way.Gail tried to wince out a smile. "Thank you.""Damn right," Rod said, looking at Kim. "Hey!" he said loudly, "What is that, Lee?" he asked, turning to watch Lee."Something better. Hash. Seems Kim had some and wanted to donate it."Rod turned and grinned at Kim again, his eyes taking in her smooth bare thighs and her heavy pointed breasts under her dress. Damn, he thought, I don't think she's wearing a bra.Gail knew she wasn't. Having her sitting there, shifting her weight, she could gee her breasts move freely under the buckskin. She had seen Kim naked and knew how high-riding her breasts naturally were."Say, are you really Indian?" Rod asked, obviously fascinated by her exotic beauty and excited by what Lee had told him about her. He crossed his legs and sipped at his drink, feeling his cock growing thick between his thighs. "I mean, do you have Indian blood somewhere in the family?"Kim gave him a dazzling seductive smile. "Yes, my mother was a full-blooded Cherokee, my father was a red headed Irish policeman in Coffeyville, Kansas. I'm what they call a half-breed."Rod laughed and patted her on the shoulder. "What a combination. Couldn't be better.""For what?" Kim asked in a low seductive voice, flirting with him over the edge of her drink.Rod's face colored and he drank from his glass before answering, "Oh, anything, I guess."Lee interrupted with the pipe. He lit it expertly and quickly handed it to Rod who puffed and rose to sit on the bed next to Kim. He exhaled and handed the pipe to Kim. "Pass the peace pipe, huh?"Again, Kim smiled at him with an inviting look. "Depends on what you mean by 'peace,'" she said, accenting the word.Lee and Rod laughed as Kim took the pipe into her mouth slowly, closing her lips over the stem with a loving, "Mnnnn."They passed the pipe around, crowding closer on the bed. Gail looked to see their smiling faces watching her as she puffed on the pipe. The hashish was having an effect and she felt like she was on a celestial elevator, zooming up so fast she felt as if she had left her body and reason far down below. This, she thought, is what they must mean by getting 'high.'The room was suddenly very quiet and thick with a pungent sweet smoke and everything seemed to be moving in ultra slow motion. It seemed to Gail she had accepted, puffed on and passed the hashish pipe hundreds of times, that they would never smoke it all. She stared absently at the faces around her. Rod had taken on a glazed look and might be some child watching a movie or TV. He didn't seem conscious of anyone around him until he started, rubbed his face and said, "Wow!" in a soft voice and look at Kim with his eye slitting and growing hungry.Lee seemed bemused, his fist propping up his chin as he watched Rod and Kim, ignoring Gail. Kim straightened her shoulders, thrusting her breasts forward toward Rod so that her nipples pressed against the soft tawny buckskin. Her dark Indian eyes slid slowly to Gail and wandered over her body, taking in all she could see.Lee slapped his hands on his knees and said, "Let's have a little music and some more to drink."Rod tore his eyes from Kim and said, "Hey, that's a great idea." He got to his feet and went into the living room after collecting all the glasses. Kim, with a lazy smile, said, "Let me help you."Gail was left looking at Lee who was staring off into space, that wolf-like smile on his face again. "Lee, don't, please don't. In God's name, don't."He turned innocent eyes to her. "Don't what?" he asked then chuckled to himself and got to his feet and walked to the door, his hand on the knob. Looking over his shoulder, he gave a cruel wink. "You gotta rest. I'll tell Rod. And," he whispered, closing the door, "I'll be back."The door closed slowly and firmly and Gail leaned back on the pillows and closed her eyes. There seemed nothing she could do to stop what was happening. Nothing, in her drugged state, she wanted to do. With an anguished thought, she realized that there really was nothing she wanted to do. She drained her glass and wished for sleep.Kim followed Rod to the kitchen, her hips swaying back and forth. She stood watching him mixing the drinks, her hands on her hips, her pelvis thrust out. Rod gave her a flirting glance. What the hell, he thought, no harm done and it's not like I'm an old man yet. "Lee says you're a dancer."Kim, smiling, her chin tucked in so that she looked at him seductively, said, "That's right. Come watch me some time.""I'd like to," he said, handing her a drink. "Do you like it?""Dancing? Or do you really mean do I like dancing in front of men naked? The answer to both questions is, yes." Again she smiled seductively at him over the rim of her glass, showing her fine white teeth.Rod looked at her, finding it impossible to believe she was so young. Her face was unlined and looked young but her body was so fully and wildly developed. From the living room came music from the stereo. Lee had selected some quite cool jazz And Kim began to swing her hips in a slow brazen manner. "I just hear music and I gotta move."Rod leaned drunkenly against the kitchen table and watched her begin to dance, her feet staying in place, only her body moving, undulating, her hips suddenly twitching out in time to the music. Her arms above her head, she danced into the living room with Rod lurching after her. He saw her fall into Lee's arms and kiss him passionately on the mouth while her hips ground into his crotch and Rod could see her firm young buttocks tense and bunch under her miniskirt. "Hey," he said, waving his glass, "Let's have a party."Lee tore himself free to gasp, "Man, it looks like we are!""No!" Rod said, falling into a chair and spilling some of his drink. "I mean a real party with entertainment." He leered at Kim who had turned to look at him. She danced slowly and sensuously toward him, halting right in front of him, her arms slowly raising to cup her breasts and thrust them at his face while her hips did a slow wicked bump and grind."Look, don't get this chick started. I'm warning you, Rod," Lee said. Then, "Hey, where's my drink?""'Sin the kitchen," Rod said, slurring his words and never taking his eyes off Kim's wiggling body. "'nd take your ole sweet time gettin' it."Lee gave him a comradely wink and said, "Think I'll take a drink in to Gail and keep my little sister company for awhile."He disappeared into the kitchen while Kim continued dancing, whirling around the room, her eyes half closed. Lee came back into the room with two drinks in his hands and a child-like foolish grin on his face. "I'm so stoned I don't know what I'm doing. You okay?" he asked Rod.Rod nodded absently, still watching Kim dance. Lee noted with satisfaction that his eyes were glazed and he was having trouble focusing them. Kim would keep him busy. He turned the door knob to the bedroom with his fingers and shoved the door open with his elbow. This, he told himself, was going to be some night. Kim working on Rod while he taught his prissy married sister a lesson. And Kim knowing all about it!Rod tore his eyes from Kim long enough to see Lee kicking the door shut with his heel. Kim stopped dancing and picked up her glass, sipping from it as she walked toward him. "Hey, Kim," he said, "Don't stop. You're pretty good."Kim gave a laugh. "I'd better or I'll start getting rough and raunchy." She drank and raised her glass as a toast. "The only way I know how to dance."Rod drained his glass and said, "I'll drink to that. I mean, I'd really like to see you dance." He struggled up out of his chair to get still another drink. Kim pushed him back in his seat and said, "Let me do that. " He sat back, dazed, watching her firm young buttocks switch back and forth as she sauntered into the kitchen. While she was gone, he tried to clear his head, rubbing his eyes. Gotta think clear, he told himself.He looked up to see Kim standing in front of him with two fresh drinks in her hand, smiling down at him. Jesus, he thought, how long has she been standing there? He took the drink with a vague. smile. His brain seemed fogged and he couldn't think straight. All he could think about was Kim's body and her whipped cream trick. But his wife was in the next room with his brother-in-law! He had better be careful, he thought.Kim suddenly bent over him and kissed him on the mouth, the tip of her hot wet tongue whipping into his mouth and sending shudders down into his groin that caused his cock to leap in lewd excitement. "You're nice," she whispered in his ear.His free hand touched her hip and he felt her naked flesh under the sensuous deerskin. "You're okay," he whispered.Her face was close to his, her eyes large, dark, and burning, as she whispered, "Want me to dance for you?"His mind raced, drunken, drugged and ramming, horny, wild, mad! Why not, he thought, exulting drunkenly, after all, it was Lee who brought her! "Yeah," he breathed, "Go ahead!"He sat, his cock throbbing, caught in his pants, swelling painfully and he tried to rearrange his legs, crossing them, so it wouldn't show.Kim put her glass down and stepped back from him, moving slowly, her eyes closed, a smile on her face, her hips swaying as she lifted her arms and pulled the miniskirt up over her head. Rod sat, his face impacted, his breath shallow as he watched the limp buckskin being pulled up her tanned thighs. Up, up, higher and higher until her face was covered and she was naked from the waist down. He looked at her broad swaying hips and her long thighs with his eyes drawn to her sparse young wedge of curling pubic hair. She turned, standing on tiptoe and pulled the dress free over her head and flung it on the floor.She stood with her back to him, naked gave for sandals and her Indian headband. Lewdly, moving in pulsating time to the music, she leaned forward and thrust her naked round buttocks at him and Rod gazed open mouthed as he saw her tight vagina trapped between her strong thighs with its vaginal lips firm and covered with dark downy pubic hair. In time to the music, she turned, her arms widespread, her legs apart, her knees bent. Slowly, as he watched, she began moving her hips and cunt as if she had the tip of a cock right in front of her thighs and was trying to rub against it. She threw back her head, her eyes closed, her mouth open and her pelvis rolled forward and she let out a little delighted moan and her body shuddered as if an invisible cock had been shoved in her and she began an imaginary fucking right in front of Rod who dropped his drink on the rug and ignored it as he lurched to his feet, breathing heavily.Kim was on him like a cat, lewd, twining, her, arms tight around him, her open mouth locked to his as his tongue darted in and out while one of her long tanned dancer's legs slipped around behind him and pulled his groin close to hers. He felt his ramrod cock against her naked belly and he fought to get away from her, catch his breath. "No! " he breathed. "My wife and him," he said, pointing.Kim's face was intense. "So what? Now or never for me and you. Come on, what have you got to lose?""Everything!""Coward!" she said, almost spitting the words.A wild idea entered his mind. Lee had done it in a closet! Why not top him? Gail couldn't walk and he could, would, had to, think of something. More than anything, he wanted to fuck this wild half-breed amoral bitch! He lurched to the closet and opened it. It was big enough with only a suitcase on the floor. Kim was right behind him, pushing him into the closet. He turned to find her hot naked body right against his. Her hands guided his up until he touched her breasts and he felt them soft and heavy in his hands and his fingers pinched her nipples and he felt them grow hard and pointed as he watched her tongue slowly lick her lips. He felt her hand unzipping his pants. and he closed his eyes and kissed her as he felt her groping fingers pulling his hard cock out. Her hands closed over it, squeezing it and pulling back the foreskin and slowly and surely stroking back and forth as her tongue darted in and out of his mouth in time to the strokes.He felt dizzy with passion and a violent urge welled up in him. He wanted to fuck the teasing little bitch with all his might, fuck her until she begged for mercy. His whole body was tense as he felt her knees bending, their mouths wetly parting as she slid down to her knees, her hands holding onto his hard cock. Drunkenly, he put his arms out for support, finding the walls and standing balanced while looking down, he could see the top of her head and those big rounded breasts below. She was on her knees and straightening her back again, thrusting her breasts upward and outward and placing his prick, its foreskin rolled all the way back to reveal its red mushroom head, between her breasts, wedging it into the deep cleavage then using her hands to cup her breasts close together so that his cock was surrounded and held in place by the hot soft flesh of her breasts with only the thick rampant head visible.She bent her head to look down at it and, with an electric thrill searing through him, he felt her wet hot tongue flick across it, teasing the glans on the very end. He saw her look up and smile and smack her lips, greedily tasting the drop of cum she had urged from him. Her head swooped again and he felt the flat of her tongue lick all over his prick and he thrust his hips forward just as her incredibly soft and wet lips closed over the head and she sucked while her tongue twirled downward and his head fell back limply as he moaned aloud.The whole shaft of his prick felt encased in warm soft moving flesh while the head felt her hot mouth sucking on it with the tongue tormenting it into a swelling that hurt him. He wanted her, he wanted to fuck her silly. He'd show her what a real fuck was like. Roughly, he pushed her away, the back of her head bumping against the closet door, knocking it open, allowing her to sprawl out on the living room floor, her breasts quivering like jello, her long nude body flowing out, her legs spread wide so that he looked down and saw the glistening red slit of her cunt.With a hoarse cry, he fell from the closet, landing on top of her. His cock pushed, felt her vaginal lubricated lips rubbing against the thick head of his cock. Thrusting with his hips, he felt her cunt spreading in a slow lewd way. Then, pushing, he felt it sink home, into the hot depths of her cunt. Her long legs wrapped around his buttocks and pulled him in while her hips writhed up so that he felt his cock sink in as deep as it could go.They exploded in a frenzy of movement. Rod, jaw clenched, fucked her with all his might, with a wild insane abandon. Kim held him tight, her hips moving as fast as she could while she moaned and her head thrashed back and forth. He was fucking her so hard her hips and buttocks came clear of the floor and then were sent crashing, thumping down again as he used all his strength to ram his prick home in her. In front of him he could see her open mouth with her eyes rolling in her head as she thrashed around, writhing under him. He was fucking her across the floor, digging in with his knees on the rug and slamming down on her so that she saw stars. They were fucking their way into the middle of the room so that there was no place to hide or no possible explanation to make if Lee should open the door. And Rod didn't care. His mouth twisted open as be felt the mighty hurricane rush of an orgasm sweep through him and funnel out his prick and explode wetly inside of the girl and he bit her hard on the shoulder to keep from shouting.His face twisting in a wild drunken, drugged exultation, he rolled off her and flopped on his back, gasping for breath. Kim was on top of him immediately, kissing him. He pushed her off and got to his hands and knees and crawled for the kitchen, Kim after him. She was excited, lewd, and wanted to be satisfied. She pawed at him on the kitchen floor as he fought to catch his breath. "Come on " she gasped."No." He shook his head, exhausted, looking down at his cock. It was still hard and white hot sperm, his own cum, was still on it. "Too dangerous," he gasped, shaking his head. "That was crazy. They must have heard.""No, no, they didn't!" Kim said in a low voice. "Don't worry, it's all right. Come on, I'm horny and hot!"Rod held her by the shoulders. "They must have heard.""No, no!" Kim insisted, her eyes glinting as she crawled on top of him, thrusting one of her breasts in his face. "It doesn't matter!"Her words froze him. How could she know it didn't matter unless -- unless she knew something! He grabbed her by the shoulders, full of a sudden rage. Kim recoiled and found herself helpless in his iron grip. "What do you mean?""Nothing. I meant I want to cum too!""What do you mean, it doesn't matter?" he asked, his voice hard."I meant it doesn't matter if they catch us," she said in a lame voice, her face telling him she was lying.His drugged and drunken state was like storm clouds dark, thick, and heavy in his mind and her words were like a parting of the clouds and a flash of lucid lightening in his brain. "What's going on here? I mean, what's really going on here?"He suspected a monstrous evil sick trick was being played on him. With a madman's strength, he whirled Kim around and clapped a hand over her mouth. He grated into her ear, "You be quiet or you'll be sorry!" With a controlled fury, he forced her to her feet and dragged her, naked, his prick still hanging out of his pants, back into the living room and toward the bedroom door.When they got near the door Kim's leg lashed out, trying to kick it. Rod hadn't expected that and his drunken and drugged nerves reacted too late. He pulled her away as the door flew open and bounced away from the wall.The scene that greeted them turned both of them to marble. Rod couldn't move or speak or even think. Slowly, unconsciously, he let go of Kim. He stood, looking into his own bedroom, at his own bed, at his wife and her brother on the bed, naked.Lee was lying on his back, his legs spread wide and Gail, his wife, was on top of him, her legs to either side of his waist, on her knees. And, as he watched in stupid amazement, he saw her naked buttocks exposed to his view, her anus puckered and tight and below, below, her soft, hair fringed cunt was wet and split wide. It was stretched as far as it could go and as he watched her hips move obscenely up and down her brother's huge thick prick, as he watched the glistening prick disappear into her cunt, folding the tight vaginal lips in, then saw her lift her body, saw the flaming red walls of her cunt rolling out, seeming to cling to the shaft of the slippery cock with all their might, he knew; he knew that what was happening was worse than any expectations. He was being cuckolded by his brother-in-law, that he was witnessing incest!His mind exploded as they fucked on, oblivious of him, Lee's hands massaging Gail's breasts in a lewd and exciting rhythm. With a roar, he hit Kim with the back of his hand, sending her flying. He rushed into the room and grabbed his wife by the shoulders and sent her crashing off the bed. Lee was leaping up just in time to catch a fist square in the face. He fell backward and off the bed, his mind reeling. Rod was on top of him, punching and slapping him as he sobbed and screamed out his rage and hate. With a snarl, he whirled and slapped his wife's head back and forth until it was a blur.He leaped to his feet, his fists ready. Brother and sister cowered on the floor, looking up at him. Blood trickled from the corner of Lee's mouth. "Scum!" he spat at them, "Rotten perverted scum! So that was it! Well, I'm through, you hear?" With an insane strength, he picked Lee up. Lee held his hands up. With a cold calculation, he knocked him down again then whirled on his wife, seizing her by her hair and lifting her to her feet. "And you, you perverted bitch!" he growled."I couldn't help it! I tried to tell you!" she wailed.With a look of contempt twisting his face, he shoved her from him. "I'll be back tomorrow to get my things and deal with you!" He stood in the middle of the room, putting his penis back into his pants and shaking with rage. "When I come back, I don't want to see your sick face!" he said, turning to Lee who was on the floor, wiping his mouth. "Where are the car keys?"Lee felt his jaw and motioned to the night table by the bed. Rod scooped them up and stalked from the room. In the living room, Kim was on the couch, her dress held in front of her body. He glared at her with tight lips. They all had been in on it and he would make them pay, he would make them wish they had never tried to make a fool of him. He stepped out of the tiny apartment and slammed the door shut with all his might, the sound booming and echoing down the hall.-= Chapter 7 =-Gail lay naked on the floor, listening to the sound of the door slamming a doomsday note in her brain. It seemed as if the sound went on and on, growing louder. The whole building, the block, the city, the whole world would know of her incestuous behavior.When Lee had come into her room bearing drinks, she knew what was going to happen. He had undressed in front of her until he stood naked with his huge cock held in one hand, a drink in the other. Even before he spoke, she began taking off her clothes with trembling fingers, a lewd feeling growing in her loins. "Don't worry, Kim is going to keep him occupied," Lee said with a jerk of his head toward the door. She was helpless as she lay naked, her legs spread obediently apart, as he loomed over her.Now, she was discovered and an odd relief mingled with her agony. At least it was all out in the open now. Whatever Rod decided to do, she deserved it. She put her head in her hands and sobbed.Lee was up on his feet, his fists clenched, glaring out of the bedroom, "That chintzy coward! See him run! Lucky for him I got some self control. I'd like him to come back here so I can punch him one in the mouth!"Kim appeared in the doorway, her face calm, composed, and disgusted. She leaned against the doorjamb, holding her dress in front of her and regarded Lee with a cool unblinking gaze. "Okay, you big thrill, you can cut it out, nobody's listening."Lee looked over her shoulder at the empty living room. "Oh, how I wish he would come back so I could work him over!"Kim had seen and heard scenes like this before. In her world anything went, and that meant people with hurt feelings. She glanced at Gail huddled on the floor then looked back at Lee. "Some wheel you are.""Huh? " He looked at her with wild eyes."Big time, you said. Told me it would be really far out. Yeah, you balling your sister and a real good time for me. Told me I'd plead for it to stop. Look what it really is, a real tear jerker!""Oh yeah?" he growled, looking around at his sister. That mad governing drive that possessed him, that wild reckless compulsion that had forced countless situations and gotten him into all kinds of trouble, that black and evil spirit that engulfed his soul and would eventually lead to his doom raged up in him. No one, least of all a woman, was going to put him down. No matter what the cost, he would emerge triumphant. "Oh yeah?" he repeated in a challenging voice. "Okay," he said, shoving his face in Kim's bored way. "You wanted action, you're going to get it! Let's see just what kind of a swinger you are!"He leaped across the room and picked Gail up by her wrists. "Shut up! Just shut up and listen to me!" he hissed at her. "Do as I say!"Gail was shocked by his words and looked at him with her swollen eyes wide. He pushed her back on the bed where she fell and closed her eyes, moaning, her legs slightly apart. The silence in the room made her open her eyes and Kim was standing at the foot of the bed, her lewd almond eyes taking in her nude body. "Mmmmmmmm," Kim murmured, letting her dress fall noiselessly to the floor. She looked at Lee standing by the side of the bed with a wicked sidelong look.Lee wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Go on," he said, looking down at Gail. "Babe, you're going to be hanged for a horsethief, might as well steal the horse."Gail put her hands over her eyes. This, after all that had happened, was too much. "No!""Yes!" he hissed. "God damn you," he raged in a low tight voice. "I want to see you, I want to see you hot and begging for more! I want to see you making love with Kim!"Gail pulled her hands away from her eyes, horrified. He couldn't do this to her! Not now! Not ever! He couldn't ask this of her, he couldn't ask her to make lesbian love while he watched, he couldn't, wouldn't, mustn't, ask this depraved act of her. "No!" she whispered, her voice small and trembling. She pulled her legs together and covered up her vagina with both hands. Lee was on her in a moment, wedging his hands between her thighs and forcing them apart with his masculine strength."Please, no!" Gail begged, her voice wavering as she saw Kim standing with her legs spread slightly apart, her fingers caressing her cunt as she smiled down at Gail's protective hands. "Relax," she whispered, "I can do things to you no man ever can and you'll like them."Gail looked at her with pleading eyes as she crawled up on the bed between her legs. Lee relaxed his agonizing grip on her thighs and began prying her hands away, talking all the time in that demanding insistent way of his. "I want you to make love while I watch, I want to see you get hot and wild and I want to see you cum with your hot little pussy wrapped around another woman's tongue!"The lewd insane thought hammered at Gail's mind as she felt her hands dragged away from her cunt and pinned to the bed above her head. She tried to squeeze her thighs shut but only succeeded in locking them around Kim's waist. "N-no!" she breathed as she felt Kim's soft forefinger glide up and down the slit of her cunt. Despite herself, she felt herself responding as the finger lightly played over her clitoris and ran lovingly up and down the lips of her vagina. The teasing aroused her and, as she was opening her mouth to make one last feeble protest, Lee kissed her, running his tongue deep into her sucking mouth."Mmmmmm," Kim used the fingers of her other hand to delicately spread Gail's cunt, looking down as she continued stroking with her forefinger. "She's getting excited."Lee took his mouth away and clamped it on the nipple of one of her breasts as Kim began sawing a finger in and out of her cunt and Gail closed her eyes and let her body go as she inwardly gloated at the helplessness and depravity of her position. This would be the most lewd orgasm of all! Her hips began gyrating as Kim let out a pleased little smile as she twirled her finger in her own passion-moistened cunt while her thumb rubbed Gail's clitoris and Gail found herself spreading her legs and rolling her buttocks under, completely exposing the whole of her open cunt to the other girl.With a wicked and pleased expression, Kim wiggled down on the bed until her shoulders were wedged between Gail's thighs and her head bent over Gail's open hot cunt Lee took his mouth from her breast and reaching, propped a pillow under Gail's head. "I want you to watch her eating your pussy," he whispered.Gail looked, excited by her own undulations as she rotated her cunt in front of Kim. Kim cupped her hands under Gail's buttocks and tilted her hips so that her cunt thrust up. And, as Gail and Lee watched, the tip of her red tongue flicked out and licked her clitoris. A shudder of pure depraved pleasure wracked Gail's body and she moaned, "Oh, God!"Lee watched as his sister relaxed, her naked body held by Kim and himself in a lewd pose, her legs split obscenely and her hips rotating and undulating obscenely as a look of wicked pleasure twisted her features and she narrowed her eyes to slits and peered down between her jutting breasts and undulating stomach and saw Kim flick her tongue back and forth over her clitoris, exciting her even more. Then, as she gasped and moaned, she saw Kim's head dip a little and she felt the tip of her tongue slide wetly into her cunt.Her younger brother, beside her, watching with her, shifted his weight and cupped one of her huge breasts in his hand and nibbled with his teeth then sucked a nipple. His free hand groped for her hand, found it, grasped it and guided it to her other breast. Gail, her eyes closed, cupped the breast willingly as her hips moved up and down and she felt the girl's tongue licking into her cunt. Nothing mattered any longer but the pleasure that depravity could bring her. Lee, with his tongue licking her nipple, crammed a pillow behind her neck, propping her head up against her chest so that she could see Kim's naked body and her bobbing head wedged between her legs. With a moan, she lifted her knees and spread her heels as wide as they could go and felt Kim's hot wiggling tongue sink deeper into her lust-maddened cunt. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Lee licking and sucking at her breast, sending spasms of pure heated pleasure down into her groin where it blended with her lewd, ever growing passion. She closed her eyes in bliss: she would do whatever he wished, she would even make love to Kim if he wanted her to. Absently, moaning with a lubricious delight, she stroked the nipple of her other breast, then, knowing why her brother had guided her hand there, she craned her head and tilted the nipple so that she could suck on it, twirl her tongue around it while she closed her eyes and felt tongues caressing and exciting her everywhere.With a snarl, Lee shattered the even growing rhythm of sucking and licking and Gail's increasingly abandoned gyrations by pulling away and saying, "I got an idea, I want to see this!"Kim reluctantly pulled herself free, looking up at Lee with dark burning eyes. Gail was writhing on the bed, her hands running up and down her body, over her breasts and down over her stomach and hips and sliding over her cunt while her breath came in sharp little hisses."Lay down on your back with your head at the foot of the bed," he ordered Kim. She responded with a grin, rolling over on her back with her large tanned breasts rolling. She bent her knees and spread her legs so that Gail, lying beside her, her head at Kim's feet, looked between her thighs, at her cunt with its swollen vaginal lips and the glistening slit showing, her excitement.Lee was off the bed and stalking down to the foot of it, grinning down at Kim who grinned back up and saw his huge thick cock held in his hand. "Get up," he said to Gail. "Get up on your knees."Gail obeyed, rising to her knees with her breasts bunching together temptingly, her hips swaying. Every nerve in her body was screaming for more of the pleasure she had felt and she looked at her brother with that funny helpless look in her eye. "Kneel over her," he commanded in a low voice. "Kneel over her face with your face right over her cunt."The crude direct obscene command made Goosebumps appear on her flesh and she knelt, her knees on either side of Kim's head, felt her fingers tingle up and down the insides of her thighs, and bent forward, putting her weight on her elbows and looking at Kim's hips and her widespread legs and the gently throbbing lips of her begging young cunt.Her buttocks facing Lee, she moaned long and low when she felt his strong hard hands seize them and order her to spread her legs wide. Then, whimpering, her buttocks twitching and rearing, she felt him spread the lips of her cunt with his thumbs and felt the great thick head of his cock press into the warm wet walls of it. She cried out her lewd delight as she felt her hips being forced apart, felt her cunt stretching painfully as his blood-inflated cock head sunk home with a wet obscene sluicing sound and she knew that Kim was going to see that great cock sawing in and out of her cunt. She was going to watch him fuck her into ecstasy and insensibility.Her body responded, her hips thrusting backward as Lee thrust in. She wanted to ride the pain of his huge cock, ride it past the stretching and past the blunt savage head banging relentlessly on her cervix and on to the point where she would feel pleasure so intense and thick she would wail with delight and beg for more. Then, a jolt, like high voltage, ran through her body and she stiffened: Kim's tongue was licking her clitoris from below while her brother fucked her from behind!Her mind went wild and they all began moving in an ever increasing lewd tempo and, closing her eyes, she bent her head and let her tongue lick over the girl's hotly distended cunt. Kim responded by letting her hips move up and down and they were soon undulating together, sweating, in an obscene tempo with Lee gloating over the whole thing, cold-bloodedly pulling his long prick out of his sister's cunt against her moaning protests and bending his knees and guiding his cock into the Indian girl's waiting mouth. A few lubricious strokes and he pulled out and sunk it back into Gail's waiting cunt.Then, a sound, a bump, by the door.It was Rod. He was back. In the apartment, framed menacingly in the doorway, staring at the lewd intertwined bodies on and over the bed.Rod had left the apartment in a fury, running to his car and roaring off. He had driven with a suicidal abandon, screeching around corners until his rational mind took control and he found himself on a freeway and slowed down and allowed himself time to think. What was he going to do? His mind ran amok among several possibilities: tell the police, tell their parents, go back and beat them to within an inch of their lives, never go back, divorce her and, in some way, get even.More than anything, he wanted to get even. A wild overriding fury possessed him and he realized that he had been shocked cold sober and, while he made his plans, he needed a drink. He pulled off the freeway and found a roadside bar. He sat in the cocktail lounge by himself gulping a double scotch and downing it at once and reordering. He sat over the second scotch, staring off. More than anything, he wanted to get even. The insane audacity of the two of them! Right in his own house while he was in the next room! What could he do to get even with a stunt like that? A cold cruel grin spread across his face. He tossed his scotch off, ordered another and drank it while paying the bill.Back in the car, heading back toward town, he felt his head clear and his body calm. He would show them, he would fix them. Above all, he would fix her, his adulterous young wife.As he parked the car in front of the apartment, his one worry was that they might have gone. Across the street, he could see the dirty old man looking out of his front window. He grinned coldly. If that old guy only knew...He tiptoed to his door and listened, holding his breath. No sound. He crouched and squinting one eye, peered through the keyhole. The apartment was silent but the lights were on. In some insane way, he knew they were still inside, that they were all in the bedroom. He let himself in slowly, turning the key in the lock with diabolical slowness, inching the door open silently and just as slowly and quietly closing it and turning the lock shut. No one was going to run out. He tiptoed slowly across the living room, planting each foot carefully and slowly leaning his weight onto it before taking another step.He held his breath as he neared the door. He heard low muffled sounds and a moan of passion from his wife. The bedroom door was half open and, slipping between the couch and end table, his back against the wall, he looked into the full-length mirror bolted onto the door and saw Gail sprawled lewd and naked on the bed, on her back with her legs split wide. The Indian girl, naked, her beautiful buttocks facing him, was crouching between Gail's legs and licking her cunt. Rage tore at his throat while lust ripped at his groin, swelling his cock as he watched his wife and Kim in a lewd lesbian embrace while Lee, naked, on the bed, was sucking one of Gail's breasts and, as he watched, his breathing growing excited, he saw her cup and bunch her free breast and suck on the nipple herself! Her lewdness was unbelievable. He watched, bending over the table to get a better view of the obscene tableau going on in the mirror. His mouth was open and sweat was forming on his upper lip as he watched his wife writhe, twist and undulate in a lewd passion he, himself, had never experienced with her.Suddenly Lee was pulling away and saying something and Rod straightened and flattened against the wall, holding his breath, fearful his reflection had been seen in the mirror. He listened, his heart pounding, as he heard Lee giving orders and the sound of bodies shifting on the bed. He waited what seemed an interminable time before leaning out and over the end table again. They had shifted around and he couldn't see all of them so he had to lean further, balancing precariously on one hand. He saw Lee and Gail's buttocks crouched over the other girl's face. He saw the expression on his wife's face as her brother shoved his big cock in her cunt and he watched, his heart pounding and his cock rock hard in his pants as Lee began enjoying himself, using both of the girls in an obscene way while his wife was so depraved and excited, he saw her lick Kim's cunt while her buttocks twitched and rolled with wild, uninhibited pleasure.Now, now he'd show them. He twisted and with his free hand, tried to readjust his throbbing prick in his pants and lost his balance and fell with a thump. Instantly, all sound stopped in the bedroom. Rod leaped off the end table with a snarl and, moving faster than he thought he could, was standing snarling in the doorway as Lee turned his head to see what made the sound.For what seemed an eternity of seconds, no one moved or said a word. Lee withdrew his prick from his sister and pointed a finger. "Now wait a minute," he said in a shaky voice, "I ... wait a minute ... I can ...""Shut up!" The words hissed through the air and, for once in his life, Lee knew he had better remain silent. Rod came slowly into the room, looking at the three of them, menacing, no man to be fooled with, but possessed of an insane coolness and presence of mind. With a jerk of his thumb, he said, "Over there!" to Lee and Lee obeyed, backing away from the bed.Gail rolled off of Kim and the two women turned their heads to stare at him with frightened eyes. Another jerk of his thumb told Kim to scamper off the bed and join Lee while Rod stood looking down at his wife with cold glittering eyes, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "You like to fuck, huh?" he asked in a low quiet voice, "you like having fun, huh?" he went on as he slowly undressed while Gail cowered and Kim and Lee held their breath. "You like acting like a whore, is that it? You like feeling like a slut, huh? Turns you on, is that it?" he asked as he flung his underwear to the floor and stood over his wife, stark naked, his cock swollen and blood red, "Well, I'm going to show you what it really feels like. On your stomach!" he commanded, the words crackling through the air.Gail, although fearful of her life, obeyed without a word. She rolled over on the bed, exposing her beautiful, well rounded buttocks. "Spread your knees and get up on them!" Again, there was a relentless throb to his voice that told her to obey. She got to her knees, her head still down on the mattress and spread her legs so that she was posed obscenely, her cunt wet and split wide.Rod crawled on the bed without even looking at Kim or Lee and spread the cheeks of his young kneeling wife's buttocks and let his thumb rub roughly across her tiny puckered anus. "This," he said with a twisted grin, his voice rough and hoarse, "is what I'm after. The only virgin hole she's got left!"Gail gave a sharp cry of pain as he brutally thrust his forefinger into her anus up to the first knuckle joint. She felt it pop lewdly in and held it defensively fast by the rubbery ring of her anus as he wormed it slowly around inside, his fingertip exploring the soft inner walls and teasing at the sensitive flesh.Then, with a suddenness, his finger was pulled out and her whole body trembled with fear. She knew without a doubt what he was going to do and yet a lewd thrill of humiliation ran through her: She felt she deserved it. This would be the final depravity, the ultimate humiliation: to be sodomized by her outraged husband while her brother and the Indian girl watched.She whimpered as she felt the head of his cock pushing at the entrance of her anus, sending hot wires of pain shooting electrically through her loins. She lay with her eyes shut tight. It was going to be agony, but she couldn't stop him. Wildly, obscenely, she didn't want to stop him!She began crying from the pain and pleaded in an incoherent trembling voice, only unintelligible sounds of fear coming from her throat as she felt the iron hard cock pushing into her back there as he leaned his weight forward and felt her anal mouth expanding until she felt sure it would split. "Agggghhhhhhhhha!" she cried as she felt the huge hammering head pop through the tiny puckered entrance. The pain was so great that even Rod grimaced as he felt her virginal anal walls snap tight and choking, around his cock. Biting his lips, he pushed further, feeling it sinking deeper and deeper in, the smooth rubbery tightness beginning to be a new lewd thrill.Gail felt she would pass out from the pain and she screamed and saw stars dancing in front of her eyes. But her enraged husband only pushed harder, sinking in another cruel lust-hardened inch with the flesh locking tight around his cock as he wormed further and further up into her tightly constricting anal walls. Slowly, diabolically, he pulled out with her anal flesh clinging obscenely to the cock as though it were glued there. Savagely, then he began thrusting in and out, fucking into and ravaging her rectum insanely as she screamed and cried futilely for mercy.Lee and the Indian girl were huddled by the wall, watching Rod ruthlessly sodomize his wife. They grew excited and caressed one another. Lee, feeling his old manic aggressiveness coming back, put his hands on the girl's shoulders and forced her to her knees where she took his cock in her hands and sucked hungrily on the tip while they watched the scene on the bed.Rod found himself full of a sadistic sexual power as he began fucking his wife's back passage brutally, his own excitement growing as he felt her body reacting and her whimpering words spill out between screams. He used all his weight, and strength to drive his cock home and, as she screamed, he began sawing in and out in a wild, abandoned rhythm, determined to shoot his cum deep up into her anus and fill her adulterous, incestuous little belly to the bursting point.Lee, his hips moving lewdly, his cock gliding in and out of Kim, the other girl's mouth, watched his sister being savagely fucked and felt his own brutal excitement growing. And, as he watched, he saw Gail's body slowly begin to roll and writhe like a bitch in heat, saw her firm, rounded young breasts jiggle obscenely on the mattress below her. The expression on her face was changing from intense pain to intense pleasure. The sounds torn from her throat were turning to moans and mewings of pleasure. "She's liking it!" he said in a whisper of disbelief.Gail was loving it! She was beyond the pain now and loving her humiliation! "F-f-fuck me harder, d-darling!" she breathed ecstatically."Rod!" Lee called, "turn her over and we'll both give her cock!" his brother-in-law called.In his savage lewd mood, Rod found he was capable of doing anything. Lee's suggestion seemed like a way for him to show his further contempt. Holding Gail tightly by her slim waist, his cock buried in her anus, he rolled her over on top of him until she lay sprawled, her breasts and legs spreading.Her brother and the other girl hurried to the bed and looked at her loveliness as she lay with her legs spread wide, the hilt of her husband's cock buried deep up in her wide-stretched asshole and her cunt wet, wide, and waiting. Instantly, her brother was on top of her and shoving his virile young cock deep in her open, receptive cunt while she moaned and tried to move in time between them. She could feel the two hardened male cocks inside of her, moving independently of each other, separated only by a thin wall of excited flesh between rectum and vagina.The Indian girl was on the bed, lying next to the trio. "Me next!" she breathed as she caressed their bodies and kissed their mouths. Each of them pawed and caressed her nakedly twisting body with their free hands as they began moving in rhythm to one another, building toward the wildest of orgasms ever."Do it to me," the tightly sandwiched Gail cried through lust contorted lips, "fuck me... fuck me harder... I want to cum... Please, oh, God, I want to cum..."The dually fucking cocks, husband and brother, plunged into her again and again, grinding and twisting their hips lewdly as they fucked crazily in and out of her wide-stretched cunt and rectum. The two men could both feel their balls begin to swell and ache as the beautiful, naked young body of their wife and sister began suddenly to writhe even more violently between their sweating bodies.Gail whimpered again and again as the two cocks plunged deep up into her screaming belly, her husband's stretching the virginal end of her rectum that gripped the sperm-swollen head like warm, buttery honey. Forgotten was the humiliation of being taken like a slut by her own brother and husband at the same time, or the obscene, pleading words still pouring half coherently out of her open mouth. All that mattered now was the wild, raging fire swirling out of control in her body flaming higher and higher by the two cocks fucking crazily into the dual passageways up between her widespread legs.Gail jerked her thighs back to open her cunt more to her younger brother as she felt his cock buried deep in her womb begin spurting hot and wet into her belly. At the same time, she ground her buttocks down tight onto the impaling cock of her husband as it, too, suddenly erupted deep up into her bowels. She squirmed tightly against both their groins, holding both the hotly spurting cocks deep in her body as her vagina and rectum both convulsed crazily sucking the last of her husband and brother's hot thick cream deep into bowels and belly. And then... she, too, screamed... as her own orgasm lashed like wildfire through her nakedly dancing body, the violence of her cumming bouncing her helplessly between them. She writhed and twisted, clutching her younger brother tight in her arms and dropping her legs out to the side locked her feet tightly under the knees of her husband as she fucked out her passion like a wild, animal bitch in heat.And then it was over. With a soft mewling sound her body went limp between them, her head rolling slowly to the side as a louder groan escaped her lips as the now half-hard cocks slipped wetly out of her sperm-flooded anus and vagina.There was silence for awhile, broken only by the heavy recuperative breathing coming from them all. And then, Gail felt her legs being spread wide again and the softness of feminine hair tickling her inner thighs as a slowly licking female tongue worked hungrily at the sperm-covered lips of her open pussy. "Oh, God," she moaned inwardly, "Is this what the camper and those teen-age boys would have been like?"-= Chapter 8 =-The scene is upper New York state. A small sleepy town of quiet respectability. Outside of town, there is a small junior college. The time is autumn -- Indian summer -- and the trees have burst in a riot of color. Russets, reds, flaming oranges, and sun-bright yellows decorate the campus as leaves fall and whirl in the wind. There is the nipping hint of a cold winter to come in the air. Buzz Bierbeck, the football coach waits on the commons for his friend, Hank Morrison, history teacher, to join him. They will wend their way off campus to a local bar where they will have a drink and conversation before going home to their wives.Buzz sees Hank approaching, walking in his slouching way with his ever-present pipe dangling from his teeth. He looks beyond Hank, past his shoulder, as he sees Gail Hanover, Mrs. Rod Hanover, come out of the administration building and walk to the parking lot. Buzz ran his fingers through his crewcut and nodded in her direction as Hank sauntered up. "Damn, don't know what it is, but I'd sure like to make it with that bitch." Hank turned to appreciate Gail with sleepy eyes. As they watched, one of the students called, "Mrs. Hanover!" and ran to catch up with her."That?" Hank asked as they watched Gail and the boy talking together. "Better forget about that. She's a real straight arrow. The word is out: she won't stand for any pass.""Look at that figure," Buzz enthused. "Damn, why does she dress like an old maid?""Like I said, she's pretty square and very much in love with a husband in Vietnam.""Yeah. Too bad. There's just something about her, some kind of look on her face."Hank laughed and slapped his friend on the back. "Forget it. Listen, of all the broads in this town, that is the least likely. No hank-panky for Mrs. Gail Hanover, believe me."Gail's conversation with the young boy couldn't be heard. All the two instructors could see were their lips moving and their mouths smiling. An agreement was made and they said goodbye and Gail went smiling to her car.It might be hard to recognize her from the girl in San Diego of a few months before. She wore her hair in a tight severe bun. Horn rimmed glasses perched on her nose. She wore little or no makeup and her dresses were long and she generally wore tweed suits that helped to hide her voluptuous form. At the school, working in administration, she was known as cool and efficient, all business. The boys at the school seemed to like her and she seemed interested in their problems and could be seen talking with them on breaks and at lunchtime.Tonight, she was driving home with a smile on her face. She rented a little house near the campus. She liked it because it was warm, friendly, and excluded from neighbors.At home, she read the day's mail. A curt letter from Rod in Vietnam, saying the war was dragging on. A letter from Lee and Kim out in California, saying they were going to visit her next summer. She put the letters away and began preparing for the evening. Daylight saving made the dark come early and she smiled at the prospect.Nightfall found her standing by the window, looking out, a drink and cigarette in her hand. It was a different girl from the one seen earlier on the campus. Her hair was let down to fall in wild billows. Makeup accentuated the sensuous features of her face. She was wearing high heels and black open-net stockings held in place by a garter belt. A silk kimono slipped from one shoulder as she jiggled the ice in her drink and sipped as she looked down at the snowy mounds of her breasts naked under the kimono. The lights were low, music was playing on the tape recorder and soon, soon, the young boys would be coming. Coming from the college, ostensibly on their way into town to see a movie. She closed her eyes and smiled. Young boys with strong slim naked bodies and erect cocks, young boys so cruel and demanding in their youth, young boys who would fuck her like a street whore and make her do obscene things. Young men who seemed inexhaustible and insatiable. She grinned, drained her drink and brushed her hair from her eyes as she walked to the bar to pour another stiff drink.She needed to be fortified for the coming evening. It promised to be a long one. How many were there coming, she wondered. Six. Six young horny men alone with her. With a throaty hard laugh, she said aloud, "Looks like I made it to that camper after all."The End |
mywifeexpert.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/mywifeexpert.txt | Hi Kristen,I am one of your most devoted fans and a frequent and steady visitor to your web site of erotic stories, The Kristen Archives. I have often wished that I could do something to show my gratitude for all the pleasure you have given me. I considered contributing money or maybe writing some stories myself. But I am not a wealthy man and really can't afford to contribute money to the maintenance of the archive, and until recently, my sex life with my wife has been fairly routine and not worth writing about. And besides I'm a klutz when it comes to writing. But recently a fantastic event occurred in the sex life of my wife, Christy, and I that awakened in me desires that I never knew I had which has opened up vast new vistas of sexual experiences for Christy and I giving us both more pleasure and satisfaction than either of us ever imagined that we would ever experience. So I decided to take the plunge and try to give something back in sincere appreciation and gratitude for all the pleasure you have given me and have attempted to write about this event that has so enriched our sexual lives hoping that some of your readers will enjoy reading about it. Keep up the great work babe.MuffDiver***My wife, Christy, and I are duplicate bridge players who enjoy going to duplicate bridge tournaments as often as we can which are usually five or six day affairs in big hotels that always attract hundreds of players. She is an excellent bridge player with a well established reputation as one of the finest players in our region and she is regularly asked to partner with many of the best known nationally recognized professional players whenever they come to compete in local and regional tournaments in our part of the country.Christy and I had been married for almost nine years and for the first seven and a half to eight years we had what I thought was a very normal but robust and happy sex life together. But a little over a year ago an event happened that developed in me a powerful secret desire to watch Christy make mad, passionate love to other men. I don't mean to just passively lay back and get fucked by another man, but to actually take an active lead in fucking them and sucking their cocks and eating their cum. We had been married for almost eight years when this compulsion began. It happened when I accidentally stumbled on my wife fucking and sucking the cock of a fellow bridge playing friend who had been a guest at a duplicate bridge party at our home one Friday night.Among our circle of bridge playing close friends we frequently have bridge parties at each others homes that usually involve 12 to 16 people to make up 3 or 4 tables of bridge. A typical bridge party starts around 6:00 pm with cocktails, heavy hors d'oeuvres, and some socializing before we settle down to starts playing bridge around 7:00 pm. We usually play a standard set of 28 to 32 deals (we call them boards because each deal of four hands is preserved in a board with slots for the four hands and every pair gets to play each deal once). The game consists of rounds where two pairs at a table will play a set of four boards and then all the pairs move to a different table in accordance with a movement schedule to play the next set of different boards with a different pair that they haven't yet played with. This scenario continues for about seven or eight rounds until every pair have played all the deals and one round with every other pair. The boards are then scored to see which pair got the best result on each deal, and the results for each pair are tallied up to see who was the overall winner for the evening. It sounds very complicated but it really isn't and we always have a good time. The whole thing takes about three hours with lots of drinking going on between rounds which takes about three to four hours. Then we break up to talk about the interesting hands we just played, maybe dance a little if some are so inclined, drink even more, and generally just have a good time until 1 or 2 am by which time most of us are pretty well oiled with booze.On this particular Friday evening the bridge party was at our home and it had been a big success. The bridge produced a lot of interesting hands that generated even more lively discussion and lots of drinking. I had been drinking Scotch shooters all night long and by midnight I was pretty well blown away and Christy helped me up to our bedroom. In my drunken stupor I was clumsily trying to suck her tits as she helped me to undress to get into bed and the last thing I remember her saying to me as she helped me to undress to get into bed was to gather my second wind and not to dare beat my meat because she would be back in a few minutes to give me a blow job and fuck my brains out just as soon as she could usher the last five or six hardcore bridge players out the door to end the evening. But when my head hit the pillow, I just passed out cold.It was somewhere around 4 am when I woke up with a raging hard-on needing to take a piss real bad and I staggered out of bed still in a semi-drunken fog and into the bathroom to take care of business oblivious to the fact that Christy was not in bed with me. When I finished pissing I felt this powerful thirst caused by all the booze I had consumed during the party and decided to go down to the kitchen to get a big glass of ice cold water. I left the bathroom and went into the hall to the head of the stairs still not noticing that Christy was not in our bed. The house was completely dark and quiet and as I started down the stairs I heard this muffled moan and grunting that seemed to come from our guest room at the end of the hall.I was still in a semi-drunken stupor and remember thinking to myself, "That's strange. What could be going on down there?" I went to investigate and noticed that the door to the guest bedroom was about half open and the room was bathed in a soft dim light that was coming from the street lamp on the curb that was immediately opposite the bedroom window whose blinds must have been up. I couldn't see the bed through the partially open door because it was behind the door. But as I started to reach for the door knob to push the door open, I could see the bed in the reflection of the large mirror over the dresser that was against the wall on the right side of the bed. What I saw caused me to freeze dead in my tracks.Christy was completely nude straddled on top of some man with his hard cock stuffed into her cunt and she was humping up and down on that hard rod moaning and whispering to him to hurry up and shoot his hot cum into her pussy as she leaned over his body so that he could suck on her tits. (That is one of her favorite fucking positions. She loves for me to suck her tits while she humps up and down on my cock.) Christy was in the throes of ecstasy. I was stunned by what I was witnessing and my eyes were frozen on that mirror as I was mesmerized by the site of my wife fucking that man's brains out while he sucked on her tits. My head was full of a jumble of confusing thoughts as I stood there transfixed watching and listening to her as she was softly saying to him, "C'mon Stan baby. Shoot me full of that sweet, hot, love juice of yours. I want it to fill my insides and taste it on my tongue. Your monster cock is magnificent baby. It's stretching my cunt like it's never been stretched before. Shove it in hard and deep baby and fill me up with your sweet cock sauce. Oh God it feels so good! I'm starting to come again baby... Oh God, Oh God, Oh God... I'm cumming baby! I can feel your cock swelling. Shoot it to me! Shoot it to meee! Stan broke his lip lock on Christy's right tit and exclaimed, "Here it comes baby! I'm cumming doll, I'm cumminng!" He grunted and shoved deeply four or five times, "Ugggghhhh!" And emptied his load of hot cum into my wife's cunt and then said, "Oh my God Christy, that was great... you are one fantastic world class fuck baby! But I'm afraid that I'm all fucked out angel." (Stan Bartlett was from Chicago and he was one of the better known professional duplicate bridge experts in our region. He was in town to play in our local unit's annual 3-day club championship tournament which had ended earlier on that Friday afternoon. Christy was on his team for the Flight A Knockouts and they had swept the field and won the championship. Christy had been pumped up all evening basking in the glow of their victory, but I never suspected that she was so high as to want to fuck Stan.)Anyway, as I watched and listened to her performing like an accomplished whore, I knew that I should be enraged and should be confronting the two of them and beating the hell out of Stan. But I couldn't make myself move because I also knew that the sight of my wife fucking Stan was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. Without being aware of it, I had generated a tremendous hard-on and had been standing there unconsciously holding that hard-on while watching her fuck Stan. When Christy hit the peak of her massive orgasm, I was so filled with erotic lust that before I knew what was happening the cum rushed up out of my balls and raced down my cock spewing out all over the bedroom rug in five massive spurts of hot cum in the most intense orgasm I think I have ever experienced. But they were both so deeply into their own sexual ecstasy that they didn't notice or hear a thing. And now I was hoping that she would continue fucking him as soon as they got their strength back. My God, I thought to myself, the sight of Christy fucking another man turned me on more than anything had ever done before. I wanted her to do it again!!, or at least watch her suck his cock until he came in her mouth and she swallowed his cum. But at the same time, I didn't want Christy to know how much I was turned-on by watching her fuck Stan. I was afraid she would think of me as a weak man who was either a coward afraid to defend what was his or else some sort of weird sexual pervert who took pleasure in watching his wife fuck and suck other men like a common whore. While all these thoughts were racing through my head, Christy was laying on top of Stan's stomach and chest with his cock still stuffed up into her cunt recovering from her massive orgasm, and she was telling him how much she loved being fucked by him. She said that it was better than making a grand slam because he gave her the best orgasms she had ever had with just his cock in her cunt and that she rarely was ever able to reach orgasm when I fucked her with my small cock, and she would usually have to finish herself off by hand or ask me to finger fuck her because she knew I didn't like to eat a pussy full of cum. Then almost as if she was telepathic and could read my thoughts as I was silently willing her to fuck him again, she began to stir and scooted her body down to take his now semi-hard cock into her mouth and started sucking on it. Stan moaned and said,"God Christy, that feels wonderful, but it's too soon doll. After that first massive cum eating blow job and the other blow jobs, hand jobs and great fucks that you gave me, my balls are exhausted and it's going to take more than just a little while before they can generate another big load of cum. Besides, it's getting really late and I don't want Fred to wake up and catch us because I want us to be able to get together again many times. You are without a doubt the best cock-sucking, cum eating, piece of ass that I have ever had and I don't want anything to queer it now."Christy replied, "Boy Stan, you really know how to sweet talk a woman don't you. I've never before had anyone tell me that I was the 'best cock-sucking, cum eating, piece of ass they ever had in just that way, and I think I probably should be offended, but I'm not. I'm really very happy because I know that I really am the best, and I'm ecstatic that you think that about me. Now be quiet. I'm not trying to give you another blow-job. I know it's too soon. All I want to do is to suck out all the remaining cum in your cock's piss tube to taste it again. I love the taste of your delicious cock sauce baby, and I don't want to waste a drop of it.And as for Fred, don't worry about him. He was so completely drunk when he passed out that I doubt if he will be stirring before 10 o'clock in the morning, and what he doesn't know about won't hurt him. I won't tell him if you won't." And she then resumed sucking on his cock and savoring the cum that was still leaking out of it. Finally, when she had sucked Stan's cock completely dry, she said to him,"OK, baby. You're cock sauce well is completely dry now so I'll give you a break and call it a night. I know you're right about not taking any more chances on getting caught. And I too certainly don't want anything to get in the way of my being able to get together with you again as often as you want me. I want to be fucked by you as often as possible. You have the most magnificent huge cock that I have ever experienced, certainly a whole lot bigger and better than Fred's. His is not too bad mind you. But it's just barely adequate most of the time. Fred's cock really pales in comparison to your magnificent weapon and I'm really looking forward to sucking up its delicious, hot, cock sauce and being fucked by it many more times. Now you have my cell phone number, so give me a call real soon baby so we can coordinate on tournaments and such. OK?Stan replied, "You got it doll. You'll be hearing from me soon. You're the hottest thing I have ever been with. I love your enthusiastic appetite for pure raw sex in all its forms. I especially love the taste of your cunt and cunt juice. You've got the sweetest tasting cunt I have ever eaten. Christy giggled, "I'm glad you like it baby. You can thank Fred for that. He likes me to oil up my pussy with some flavored cunt oil before he eats it. I had already oiled up my cunt expecting Fred to eat me before I fucked him last night, but he was passed out dead drunk when we came up last night. "I'm surprised you didn't recognize the strawberry flavor. He has several different flavors for variety. He likes to say that just like a good tasting salad can be improved into a great tasting salad with the right salad dressing, so can a good tasting cunt become a great tasting cunt when it's dressed with the right flavored cunt oil. I think it's kind of cute and I don't mind accommodating him if it means that I will get my cunt sucked and eaten more often." Stan replied, "Interesting guy your Fred. I'll have to get to know him better. I like the way he thinks. But anyway you're a dream come true, and I'll be calling you soon to see when we can meet again to play and I mean both bridge and with each other. Good night doll."As Christy began to move to get up, I came out of my trance like state and quickly scooted back to our room and jumped into bed. Then when Christy came into our bedroom, I pretended to be in a deep sleep and she quietly slipped into her side of the bed still nude, and lay quietly on her back not moving as if she was trying to detect any movement on my part. After about five minutes I could detect some slight motion from her side of the bed and chanced cracking the eye lid of my eye closest to her and watched out of the narrowest slit opening quietly taking the fingers of her right hand and inserting them into her cunt to scoop up Stan's cum that was still draining down from deep in her cunt where he had dumped his massive loads of cum, and then was sucking it off her fingers into her mouth.I almost lost it then, and felt like jumping over on top of her and shoving my cock into her mouth and shouting, "Do you want some hot cum bitch?? Suck on this you whoring slut and I'll shoot you a big fresh load of tasty hot cock sauce down your throat!!" But I didn't. It took all my will power, but I continued to feign being asleep because I wanted a lot more time to decide how I was going to react to this turn of events. Eventually exhaustion took over and both Christy and I fell off into deep sleeps.At about 9 o'clock I was having an erotic dream that a beautiful, well stacked, young woman was softly stroking and sucking on my cock when I slowly became aware that it was not a dream and opened my eyes to see Christy giving me a blow job. She was lying on her side with her left hand around the base of my cock, her right hand gently caressing and lightly massaging my balls, and my hard cock in her mouth sucking on it and swirling her tongue all around the head. I involuntarily groaned with pleasure causing her to look up at me and I sleepily said, "What are you doing Christy?" She stopped sucking for a minute and smiled at me and said, "Now what does it look like I'm doing silly? I'm giving you a wake-up blow job. I'm really horny baby. Don't you remember when I helped you up to bed last night? I told you I would be right back to give you a cum eating blow job and fuck your brains out. And when I returned a little while later I was devastated with disappointment to find you completely passed out cold. I tried to revive you by sucking on your cock, but you were so far gone that it wouldn't even get hard." Then she giggled a little and said, "That was actually fun sucking on your completely limp dick. It was so soft and wriggled around like a little worm in my mouth as I pushed it around with my tongue. I'd like to try that again sometime soon. But that's not what I wanted right then. Winning the knockouts with Stan gave me a real rush and I was so high and horny that all I wanted to do was to taste your hot cock sauce and then get royally fucked by you. But with you passed out drunk all I got was hornier. Now be quiet and just lay back and enjoy letting me finish sucking you off. I'm really hungry for your cock sauce- unless of course you'd like to suck on my cunt at the same time?" I replied, "No, that's OK honey, I'll save that delight for a little later." I knew her cunt was still full of Stan's cum which was now at least four or five hours old and stale, and I didn't relish the idea of sucking it out of her cunt. (I really do love to eat pussy and suck out cunts full of fresh cunt juice but I draw the line at eating cunts full of some other man's cum, or even my own cum for that matter. That really turns me off. Christy has known this about me for our entire married life. She knows that if she wants me to eat her pussy, she has to orchestrate things so that I can do it before fucking her and filling up her cunt with cum. She, on the other hand, has no compunction about eating her own cunt juice and loves to suck my cock right after I've fucked her and my cock is still slick with her cunt juices. While I didn't know it for sure, I suspected that at some time in her life before we met and married that she probably had some hot lesbian experiences involving eating other women's pussies.)Christy said, "That's cool darling. After I've eaten your delicious load, I'll go into the bathroom and freshen up a bit while you regenerate some more cum and a good hard-on and then we'll really get it on and I'm going to fuck your brains out. How's that for a plan?"I said, "That sounds like a perfect plan babe." And Christy continued sucking on my cock until I finally came after a few minutes shooting five big loads of hot cum into her mouth and down her throat. She continued sucking and swallowing my cum until there wasn't a drop left in my cock when she finally came up for air and exclaimed, "Wow!! That was quite a load and very tasty too. I just love the taste and texture of your velvety smooth cock sauce. Now you just relax while I go brush my teeth and freshen up a bit and I'll be right back. And when I return this time, I expect to see a hard cock standing at attention."I said, "OK, honey. Don't forget to put some of that 'smell good-taste good' on your pussy for me. Some of the strawberry flavored stuff would be perfect." She chuckled and said, "Oh boy, I like the sound of that! I already put some on last night when I thought I was going to get to fuck you. I was hoping you would want to eat my cunt first, but I'll freshen it up now with some more," as she started to get out of bed to head for the bathroom.I was admiring her slender hour-glass figure sitting on long, trim legs topped by a slightly protruding pussy mound framed by two luscious outer pussy lips and topped out by well formed 38C tits as she stood up and stretched, when she said, "Oh, by the way. In case you hear any noise coming from the other end of the hall, Stan Bartlett stayed the night in the guest room. When I went down last night to shoo the stragglers home, it was obvious that he was in no shape to drive. He was so drunk he could hardly stand without falling down, so I suggested he just sleep it off in our guest room. He probably won't be up and about for hours yet." Then she turned and went into the bathroom.So now I knew what her story was going to be. I laid there in the bed while she was in the bathroom trying to sort out all the conflicting thoughts and emotions in my head. Part of me wanted to punish her severely in some way for cheating on me behind my back with such indifferent, brazen, and arrogant contempt for me in my own home and belittling me with another man by telling him that my cock was not enough to satisfy her and how much of a better lover he was compared to me. But part of me was also inflamed with an overwhelming erotic desire for her to fuck and suck another man and eat his hot cum while I watched her perform like a slutty whore. I was toying with the idea of suggesting to her when she came out of the bathroom to fuck me, that maybe it would be more exciting for her to go down the hall and wake up Stan with a blow job and then fuck his brains out while I watched and jacked off. But I was afraid that she would be so revolted at a husband who wanted to beat his meat while he watched his wife fuck and suck off other men, that I would end up losing her. For sure I didn't want that to happen in spite of my anger and hurt, because no matter who else she fucked and sucked, as Stan had said earlier, she was still the best cock-sucking, cum eating, piece of ass that I had ever had as well. I could certainly agree with Stan Bartlett on that score for sure, and I knew that whatever else happened, I didn't want to lose her.So there I was lying in the bed trying to decide what to do when after about 10 minutes she came through the bathroom door and slowly ambled over to the bed while she massaged her pussy lips with one hand and tweaked her nipples with the other. Her pussy and cunt were already glistening with fresh pussy juice which she was licking off her fingers. She was whispering in a low husky voice, "I'm ready for you baby. That was the best tasting load of cock sauce you ever shot into my mouth and I can feel it still coating my insides all over. It's got me hot, hot, hot for your cock." I had to hand it to her. She really knew how to turn a man on when she wanted to. Ordinarily I would have had my face buried in her pussy by now sucking out her cunt and licking up her pussy juices. But this time it wasn't working. As she started to pull the sheet down off my body to expose my still limp cock and balls, I don't know what came over me, it was like I was on automatic pilot and I couldn't stop myself as I looked at her straight in the eyes and heard my self blurting out, "Really baby? Do you really like my cum all that much? I thought I heard you earlier last night telling Stan how much better tasting his thick cum was than my cum and how much bigger his cock was than mine while you were riding up and down on that stiff cock with it stuffed deep into your cunt begging him to shoot his cum in to your cunt? So why don't you tell me again how much you love the taste of my cum. Or better yet, put those whore's skills of yours to really good use and suck me off again . You have always been a much better cock-sucker than a slutty fuck."Christy froze like a deer in the headlights with a look of confusion and fear in her eyes as she stammered, "Wh-what are you t-talking about honey? You must have been having a d-delusional dream sparked by all that Scotch you drank last night." I knew I had completely blind-sided her because she was stuttering just like she always did when she got confronted with something she thought was a secret."Give it up Christy," I said. "I watched you, you whoring bitch! I stood there in that doorway behind the partially open door and saw you in the reflection of the dresser mirror on the bed straddling Stan's body with his cock shoved deep into your cunt and watched and listened to you fuck him while he sucked on your tits. "You were riding up and down on his cock and begging him to fill your cunt with his delicious hot cock sauce and telling him how much you loved his monster cock filling up your cunt better than my small tool had ever done. And then after he had dumped his load of cum in your cunt you shoved that cock into your mouth to suck out and eat all the residual cum still in his piss hole telling him how much you loved the taste and texture of his sweet cock sauce."None of that was a drunken delusional dream you whoring slut! So don't even think about trying to sell that fairy tale. I heard you tell him how much you wanted to fuck and suck him often again and again and gave him your cell phone number. You told him that I was passed out drunk and what I didn't know wouldn't hurt me. "Well, you miscalculated you slut bitch. You didn't count on me waking up needing to take a piss. Afterwards I was thirsty and started down the stairs to the kitchen to get some ice cold water when I heard your moans of ecstasy coming from the guest room and went to investigate. That's when I saw you fucking the bastard with all the energy and expertise of a professional whore. "It hurt me a lot Christy to see you performing on another man like an accomplished whore, but what really hurt me the most was how you made fun of my cock and told him how inadequate I was in bed and couldn't satisfy you like he did. I now know what you really think of me you whore. I thought you really loved me, but now I know you just told me what you knew I wanted to hear just like a good whore does when she wants her johns to keep coming back for her services. "I bet you really were a whore at some time before I met you. You were a whore, weren't you Christy? I hope you were paid well, because I admit that you really do know how to fuck and suck a hard cock. Prior experience as a whore would explain how you acquired that kind of talent. "How many other men have you fucked and sucked since we've been married? And how many of them have been good friends of ours that are now laughing at me behind my back? You're performance with Stan last night was just too good to have been just a first time isolated event."All through my diatribe, Christy was sitting on the bed next to me quietly sobbing with tears rolling down her face. When I paused she spoke softly and said, "Oh God darling, I'm so sorry, so sorry. I do love you baby and I never meant to hurt you. It was the booze and the excitement of winning the Club tournament, and it just happened. I didn't plan it and there has never ever been anyone else since we married until this stupid mistake last night. I have never been a whore baby, but I wasn't a virgin either when we married- and you know that. I was as high and horny as I have ever been last night when I helped you to bed. And when I went down to get rid of the rest of the drunks and told them they had to leave, they began joking and laughing and wanted to know why I was trying to get rid of them so fast, and so I joked back and said it was because I was horny as hell and couldn't wait to get back upstairs to jump your bones before you fell asleep. They all got a big laugh out of that and said that was a very good reason and wished me luck as they quickly filed out to leave. All except Stan who was acting falling down drunk. When the door closed I thought to myself that he can't drive like that so I told him he could sleep it off in the guest room. He was staggering so bad that I put his arm around my shoulder to help him up the stairs and as we started for the staircase he began fondling my tits with his free hand and asking me to let him satisfy my need for a hot cock. Well I was drunk too and I just wanted to quickly get him upstairs and into bed so I could have you fuck my brains out, and so I let him have his fun thinking that he was just a drunk copping a harmless feel. But on the way up the stairs he moved his hand down to my pussy and began massaging it, and God help me, in my horny, drunken state, it felt really good and I let him continue as we moved on to the guest room. When I finally got him to the bed he reached out for my hand and put it on his crotch where I felt the biggest hardest cock that I have ever felt- and you knew I wasn't a virgin when we married. Anyway, I told him thanks for the offer but that I had something waiting for me that was better than anything he could ever hope to offer me and told him to sleep it off and left for our bedroom and quickly stripped naked to jump your body. But by then you were out cold, and I really did try to revive you by sucking on your cock, but it was no use as you were dead to the world. But I was so drunk, horny, hot with sexual lust, and frustrated by then, that I couldn't think straight or help myself. I couldn't stop thinking about Stan's huge hard cock that I had just felt. So I thought that moving around might help dampen my fires of passion and I decided to get up and go check on Stan to see if he needed a blanket or anything. I slipped on a teddy and went to his room and as I walked in I asked him if I could get him anything like a blanket or a pillow and then I saw him laid out naked in the bed with the biggest hard cock I have ever seen sticking straight up in the air. He grinned at me and said he didn't need any blankets but would be forever grateful if I could think of some way to help him get rid of that hard-on so he could get some sleep. I felt this overwhelming compulsion to feel that monster tool and moved to it as in a trance and put my hand on it to feel it throbbing and the next thing I knew I was sucking on it for all I was worth and then before I realized what I was doing he had an orgasm, shooting a really massive load of cum down my throat. Then before his cock started to wilt and get soft he pulled me down onto my back, got on top of me and spread my legs, and rammed his hard cock all the way into my cunt and I guess I just lost it and let him fuck me until I had a powerful orgasm. After that it just became a blur of sexual frenzy. Stan went down on my cunt sucking it dry and drove me to so many orgasms that I lost count, then he fucked me again doggie style but didn't cum in me but waited until I had another big orgasm and then pulled out of my cunt and shoved his cock in my mouth again and shot his load down my throat for a second time. It turned out that he wasn't nearly as drunk as he had been acting because over the next hour or two he displayed amazing lasting power. I'm certain now that when he heard me joke to the rest of the folks about how horny I was, he saw his chance to maybe knock off a sweet piece of ass and put on his falling down drunk act and caught me at my most vulnerable state of being extremely horny and very drunk. Anyway, after the doggie fuck I jacked him off, he finger fucked me, ate out my cunt again, I sucked on his balls, he gave me another missionary fuck and shot another load of cum into my cunt, then he suckled my tits and finger fucked me again while I gave him a second hand job, he returned the favor by tonguing out my cunt again and we finally finished up with me riding his cock for another fuck and load of cum while he sucked on my tits which I guess is what you saw. I didn't mean any of those things you heard me say to him. I was just caught up in the sexual frenzy of the moment and just babbled away saying things that I knew he would want to hear and keep him excited and turned on. There is nothing I can say that will make this horrible mistake right. I love you with all my heart and soul darling. I know that I have hurt you terribly and I beg you to give me a chance to make it up to you. We have had a wonderful marriage with lots of love and respect for each other and an absolutely fantastic sex life up to now. You have to know that I didn't really believe all of those things I said to him. I was just stupidly stroking his ego trying to keep his cock hard for as long as I could. Please, please believe me when I tell you that I really do love and respect you more than ever. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life and I will do anything to keep you. Please give me a chance to prove it to you. I can promise that it will never happen again with anyone. You are the love of my life and all the man I could ever want or need. Please, please forgive me my darling."Towards the end of her speech her hand had moved down onto my cock and she began to softly massage it trying to get it hard, but I was bound and determined not to let her succeed and through sheer will power resisted the almost overwhelming urge to allow a hard-on to develop. I really did wanted to fuck her in the worst way, but at the same time I didn't want to fuck her either, and thereby give her a reason to think that everything was ok and I had forgiven her. I knew down deep in my heart that I was going to eventually forgive her, but I wanted her to squirm and worry, and suffer for a period of time before I did. So when she finished her explanation I took her hand and removed it from my cock and said,"That's not going to work this time Christy. My God, you bitching whore, do you really think that I feel like fucking you right now at this moment? I freely admit that I'd still rather fuck you than anybody else that I could ever imagine. I'm sure that I could fuck a different woman every day for the next 20 years and would never find anyone that could even come close to comparing to you. But this isn't all about sex and fucking, Christy. It's about trust, commitment, love and respect. How do I know I can trust you? How do I know that you won't jump into the sack with the next well hung man you run across and tell him how much better a lover he is with his big powerful cock compared to my pitiful inadequate attempts with my little prick that never satisfies you, or make a date with Stan and his monster cock that turned you on so much to fuck and suck him again and again? I really do wonder how long you have been fucking other men behind my back telling them about how I can't satisfy you and how many of them are our friends that are laughing at me behind my back? No, Christy! I don't buy this idea that you were in an alcoholic daze exacerbated by uncontrollable sexual lust and didn't know what you were doing. You didn't sound like you were in any so-called sexual frenzy at the end last night when you two were calmly discussing how much you wanted to fuck each other again and again and you made sure he had your cell number and made him promise to call you to coordinate on duplicate bridge tournaments where you would have a ready made opportunity to sleep with each other. So just don't press me right now to think about forgiveness, OK? I need some time to sort all of this out and how I feel about things going forward. Maybe I'll get over it and we can put it behind us and maybe I won't and it won't work out. We'll just have to wait and see and give it some time. Now, I'm as hungry as I can be and I'm going down to the kitchen to fix myself something to eat."I had slipped on my trousers and undershirt while I was talking and as I started toward the bedroom door, I stopped and turned to look at her and asked her, "Tell me truly Christy, are you still really actually horny right now?" Her head snapped up and she looked at me with eagerness and replied, "I know it's hard to believe darling, but I can't lie to you. Yes, I'm so damned horny for your body at this moment, that it's all I can do to restrain myself from putting my hands all over your smooth skin and begging you to fuck me hard and deep. I can't help it. I want your cock in me baby."I shook my head in amazement and said, "Well I'm not up for it right now Christy. This has really been a shock for me and I'm still sorting out my feelings. But look..." and I hesitated and paused searching for the right words and finally continued, "I guess down deep in my gut the truth is I don't really care that you ended up in bed last night with Stan. I guess what really hurt me to the quick more than anything else was listening to you make fun of me as an inadequate lover and telling him all those demeaning things about me while he had his cock in your cunt. I know we were all really drunk last night and maybe none of it would have happened if it wasn't for the booze. I just don't know. All I know is that I just need some time to sort it all out. So listen very carefully to me now Christy." She gave me her rapt attention and I said, "If you really are as horny as you say you are and, I must say, as horny as you look right now, then if you want to go down the hall and crawl into bed with Stan and let him fuck you some more, it's all right with me- provided you don't humiliate me anymore by telling him lies about how inadequate I am, and-- this is important-- don't tell him that I know you're fucking him or that I said it was ok. Just let him think that I'm still asleep and totally in the dark about all of this. So if you would like to do that Christy, it's really ok with me and I'll just go down to the all night diner on the corner of 3rd and Forest and get some coffee and breakfast and read the paper for a couple of hours to give you two time to get it on and fuck and suck each other some more, and for Stan to leave after he is finished with you before I get back. I won't come back until I see his rental car is gone. It's up to you baby. "After all, it's just all about having pure sex with great orgasms isn't it? It's not like you're madly in love with the guy or anything like that, is it? I really won't mind baby as long as you don't talk any more trash about me to pump up his ego. So you decide." Her reaction was priceless as her eyes popped open wide and her mouth dropped open in sheer amazement. She was speechless for about 15 seconds when finally she forcefully exclaimed with vigor, "Absolutely not!!! No fucking way!!!" And she jumped out of bed and put on her panties and bra that were laying on the floor and grabbed a robe out of her closet and said forcefully, "I meant what I said dammit! Never again! And don't you worry about me. I'll get over being horny and I know how to finger fuck myself when I need to, and I'll wait until you feel ready to make me a whole woman again for as long as it takes. Now let's go downstairs so I can cook you some breakfast."That night took place almost a year and a half ago, and the reality at the time that I made the offer to Christy to go climb back into that bed with Stan so he could fuck her and she could suck his cock and eat his cum some more was that I desperately wanted her to accept so I could quietly lurk outside the door again and watch her in the mirror fucking and sucking him again instead of going to the diner. But I was afraid to tell Christy how erotic and turned on I got watching her fuck and suck off another man for fear that it would disgust and repulse her to find out what a real pervert I was and she would despise me and leave me. Christy, on the other hand, as I found out much later, really did want to go back and have another round with Stan because she really did crave the taste of his cum and his huge cock stretching her cunt, but she was afraid to say yes because she thought I was just testing the promise that she just made that she would never again fuck any other man but me.Well, we're still together and things are again about as "normal" as they can be between us. In fact, life for us is even more satisfying and exciting than it ever was before she fucked Stan that night. But it wasn't easy getting to where we are now. The irony of it all is that if we had both just opened up and had been completely honest with each other about how we both felt at the time, we could have saved a lot of time and stress and enjoyed a heap of really fantastic sex. Now we look back on those events and just laugh about them.But I'm getting a little ahead of my story now.Over the next six months after that night, Christy really worked hard to be very loving and solicitous of my every need. She became more sexually aggressive than she had ever been before, and I received more blow jobs and fucks during that period than I had ever got before in any other six month period of our marriage. And I for my part worked hard to be polite, friendly, and courteous with her in turn, but I just couldn't bring myself to be sexually aggressive. We both were acting toward each other sort of like we were walking on "broken glass." It wasn't normal behavior for either of us and we both knew it. We had always been very gregarious and touching toward each other frequently engaging in little playful games that often turned into impromptu fucking, or cock sucking, or pussy eating wherever we happened to be at the moment as on the carpet in our entrance foyer or on the table in the kitchen, and on one memorable Sunday afternoon a couple of months before that Friday night bridge party, on our patio lounge chair by our swimming pool when we knew that our backyard neighbor, Steve Naylor, was "spying" on us from a second floor window of his house. That really turned Christy on and she gave Steve a real "world class" performance of cock-sucking and fucking and I wasn't too bad with my cunt sucking performance either. Christy is positive that he was beating-off while he watched us because she thought she could see his right shoulder moving back and forth in a regular motion. Looking back on that episode now, I'm surprised that I didn't notice how turned on Christy got when she realized that another man was watching her fucking me and sucking my cock and eating my cum. As I remember now when she sucked me off, she let some of my cum spray out onto to her face so that Steve could be certain that she was eating my cum. That was not like her usual habit of always trying to swallow my whole load without letting any of it escape her mouth. It's obvious now that she was purposely trying to turn him on. A couple of weeks later at a neighborhood Saturday afternoon barbecue I watched her approach Steve and his wife, Betty, and while they were chatting, she touched his right arm and looked him straight in the eye with a playful smile and knowing look and innocently asked him, "How is your right arm and shoulder doing Steve? I heard a rumor that you strained or bruised it with too much exercise a few weeks ago." She really caught him flat-footed as he instantly blushed all over because he knew that Christy had seen him watching us and knew he had been beating off and he mumbled a lame reply, 'oh it's fine now', and shuffled his feet in embarrassment. And she said, "Well, a little regular exercise is always good for the soul, and the body too for sure, especially the body. But just remember sweetie, everything in moderation. Don't over-do it. That's the ticket. Isn't that right Betty?"Betty gave Steve a funny look and said, "You didn't tell me anything about hurting your arm Steve. How did that happen?" And before Steve could answer Christy said, "Well I'm just as hot as I can be. I think I'll take a little dip to cool off. Talk to you all later." And she moved off to take a dip in the pool while Steve stared at her swaying, tight, shapely, ass while trying to think of a plausible answer for Betty. I remember thinking to myself that Steve was really hot for Christy's cunt and that Christy was really a first class little prick tease, a side of her that I had never seen before.Anyway, things were just too polite and correct between us and the sexual tension was becoming overbearing to continue much longer. Both of us had never before been bashful or reluctant to initiate sex activities whenever we felt the need. But after that Friday night I had pretty much stopped being an initiator of sex and any fucking and sucking we engaged in only happened whenever Christy started something. For the first six months or so I think she accepted this state of affairs as a sort of penance for her adultery. But the longer it continued the more frustrated I knew she was getting and I knew the situation couldn't last forever. Then, in February I forgot all about Valentines Day. It wasn't intentional. V day had always been a special day for us, but I was just so preoccupied with worry over what was happening to our marriage that I simply failed to notice what day it was. That night as we were laying in bed I heard Christy softly crying to herself and I foolishly asked her what was wrong without thinking about it first. I say foolishly, because if I had just given it an ounce of thought, I'm sure I would have realized why she was crying. She said, "How long am I going to be punished for my stupid mistake darling? It's been nine months now and I can't bear it that you don't touch me anymore." I replied, "What do you mean never touch you anymore? Didn't we just make love the night before last when you were feeling horny? I don't understand Christy." She said, "That's right we fucked all right, but only because I wanted to. Did you forget this was Valentines Day? Every Valentines Day since we married you've always surprised me with some outlandish new way of ravishing my body and making mad, passionate love to me. I was hoping against hope that you would want me that way again, especially today. When it became clear that you don't anymore, the disappointment just overwhelmed me. I love you truly darling and I can't bear it that you don't love me anymore. Yes, I know we still fuck from time to time but only when I start it. You haven't initiated any sex with me since that Friday night and I don't think I can stand you not wanting me anymore." She continued crying softly and my heart just went out to her. I couldn't stand to see her so heartbroken and I knew that I had to end this state of tension between us or it would destroy our marriage. So I reached over and pulled her in close to me and cuddled her body up against mine in my arms and I said, "It's not you Christy. Please don't cry angel. The last thing I want in this world is to hurt you. I do love you...... more than I ever did before. And I know you love me too. But I'm scared Christy and I don't know what to do about it. That night I watched you fucking and sucking Stan made me aware of things about myself that I had never been aware of before. Things that I have been dying to share with you but terrified that they would disgust you if you knew about them and I would lose you forever. I have been so screwed up inside my head for these last nine months that I seemed to have lost my sex drive or at least my ability to be spontaneous and aggressive in our love making for fear that I will let something slip out in the throes of sexual passion. I haven't been punishing you baby. I've been terrified of losing you.""Oh, sweetheart." She said, "Don't you know that you could never lose me. I love you with all my heart and soul and there is nothing- absolutely nothing that you can't tell me. Now let's clear the air right now! You aren't a secret serial rapist are you?" I gasped and replied, "Oh God no baby. It's nothing like that." Then Christy said, "Well that's a relief, because I admit if you were a serial rapist that I might have had a little trouble dealing with that, but don't worry I could have handled even that. Now you're going to tell me all about it darling. What is this terrible thing that has come between us like an iron wall."I thought to myself that I knew that this moment had to come sooner or later, and even though I was terrified of what the effect of what I was about to say to her might be, I took in a deep breath and began to bear my soul, "Well angel, ever since that night that I saw you fucking Stan I began having these intense and obsessive compulsions of wanting to watch you service other men, that is, to watch you fuck them, suck their cocks and eat their cum. The sight of you fucking and sucking Stan with such passionate wild abandon was the most erotic thing I had ever seen and it turned me on with such intensity that I had the most powerful orgasm I have ever had myself as you reached the peak of your own orgasm with Stan. "I was standing there transfixed at the sight of you riding his cock with your back arched and head thrown back and your magnificent tits with their hard nipples jiggling to the rhythm of your humping, and begging him to fill your cunt with his hot cum when my cock got instantly hard. The vision of you pumping your cunt up and down on his massive cock with your back arched and head thrown back and moaning in ecstasy while you cupped and massaged your tits and nipples in your hands was the most powerfully sexually erotic picture of pure sexual bliss than I could ever imagine. "I was so completely mesmerized by that erotic vision of you, riding up and down on Stan's cock with your cunt that I didn't even realize that I had reached down and was holding my hard cock in my hand. Then at the same time when your orgasm started to build, the cum started boiling up out of my balls and I could feel it shooting up into my cock, and as you reached the peak of you orgasm, it came racing down my cock and shot out in a huge spray all over the bedroom rug."Christy interrupted and said, "That's right! I remember now when I got out of Stan's bed I remember stepping into a mess of sticky fluid that was all over the carpet by the bed. That must have been your cum that I stepped in, but at the time I just thought it was some of Stan's cum that had accidentally sprayed out on the carpet from one of the many orgasms that I gave him that night. I remember thinking that it was probably from one of the hand jobs I gave him, and was most likely the one where I had my head down between his legs licking the area between his ass and balls and sucking on his balls while I was jacking him off and wasn't very careful about where his cock was aiming when he started shooting off his wads of cum." I continued with my confession, "Anyway, that was one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had. It made my knees buckle and I almost fell down, and I wasn't even beating-off! I was just standing there holding my cock and it just erupted in a huge orgasm driven by the intensely erotic vision of you fucking Stan. I realized then that I loved watching you fuck Stan and I was hoping that you were going to fuck him again. "But when you started sucking his cock and eating his cum instead, that's when I really knew that I was hooked on watching you have sex with other men and doing really depraved things to them. But I wasn't ready to admit that reality to myself yet, much less to you or anyone else, because it seemed to me to be so abnormal and perverted that it would revolt you and drive you away from me. "So I pretended to be hurt and angry and called you terrible names like bitch, whore, and slut and accused you of having been a real whore not only as a smokescreen to hide from you my real desire to see you fuck other men, but also as much as in anger and shame at myself for having those kinds of feelings about you. Ever since that instant I have been afraid to let myself go and surrender myself to our sexual passion when we were making love because I was afraid that I would blurt out my perverted obsession in the heat of passion. "That's all of it Christy. The truth is the events of that night awakened in me a raging compulsion to want you to fuck and suck other men while I watch and beat my meat and shoot my cum down your throat. It drives me wild with desire for your body like nothing else does."Christy was silent for a minute when I finished and then she sighed deeply and said, "Oh baby, baby, baby, you don't know how relieved I am at this instant and at the same time how easily I could strangle you for being so goofy. There is absolutely no reason for you to be worried about anything. "I admit you had me worried for a minute with all that talk about disgusting, perverted obsessions. I was afraid you were going to confess to being something like a queer who would rather suck other men's cocks and fuck them in the ass than fuck a woman, or maybe one of those real far out freaks that like to fuck bitch dogs and suck off dog cocks. "But you're just a little kinky darling that's all, along with probably about 50 to 60 percent of all the married men in this country who also harbor secret desires and fantasies about watching their wives fuck other men like whores. And according to some pretty definitive research studies, about 35 to 45 percent actually do get to watch their wives fuck and suck other men and realize their fantasies. "The overwhelming majority of these men don't really want their wives to be real whores and to actually sell their bodies on the street for money giving blow jobs in alleys and cars and fucking their johns in sleazy hotel rooms. What they really want is for their wives to perform sexually as if they really were whores and do the kinds of things to them that any real whore would do. You are not a pervert darling. You are just as normal as most married men, so get rid of that goofy idea about having a perverted obsession right now. "Oh how I wish you could have told me this on that night when all of this started. We can easily work on this one together angel and I have a feeling it's going to be a lot fun." (Christy had graduated from George Washington University in Washington DC with a major in psychology.) I replied, "I tried baby. I really tried. Remember that next morning when I was starting downstairs to get some breakfast how I stopped and turned and told you that it would be ok with me if you wanted to go get back in bed with Stan and fuck and suck him some more to satisfy your horny desires? I was praying that you would say yes so I could watch some more, but mainly because I thought it would be a way to ease in to making you aware of my erotic, kinky obsession.But you didn't say yes and I interpreted that as a signal that your night in the sack with Stan was indeed just a drunken mistake and that you really weren't interested in fucking other men. So I was afraid to bring up the subject again for fear of what your reaction would be."Christy said, "Oh my God! The reason I didn't say yes was not because I didn't want to accept the offer you made, but because I thought you were testing me to see if I would honor my promise never again to fuck any other men but you. Well I guess it's my turn now to unburden myself of my secrets as well. "The truth is that I would have loved to jump back in that bed with Stan to fuck and suck him some more. But not because I had any kind of feelings for him or because you weren't good enough for me, but rather for just the pure excitement of having strange sex with a different partner and experiencing how much he reveled in and lusted after my body. "It really turns me on to have other men desire to fuck me and eat my pussy. Don't you remember how completely turned on I got that afternoon when I knew that the fucking and cock-sucking I was giving you in the back yard had driven Steve to such a frenzy that he was frantically beating his meat?But I would have much rather had your hard cock in my cunt making love to me that night instead of Stan's if you could have, but since you couldn't I liked the idea of sucking Stan's big cock and watching him explode with sheer pleasure at what my body was doing to him. It was all about just plain pure, raw sex baby and it brought back memories of an earlier life that I had not thought about in years." "Earlier life?" I said, "What kind of earlier life are you talking about? You're not a closet lesbian are you? I mean it's really ok with me if you are. I think it would be really erotic to watch you get it on with another woman sucking out her cunt and slurping up her pussy juices with your tongue!"Christy giggled, "No sweetheart, I'm not a closet lesbian, but that doesn't mean that I haven't experimented a little in the past. However, that's a story for later. You know that I wasn't a virgin when I married you. But what you don't know is how much I wasn't a virgin." I blurted out in excitement, "Oh boy, I bet you're about to tell me that you actually were a real whore before I met you. Aren't you?! This is exciting!"Christy laughed and said, "No, no, NO! I wasn't a real whore either, but I guess I was something closely related. You see, I financed my way through the last three years of college by working as a paid escort on weekends and during the summers. Technically, I wasn't a whore because 90% of my engagements were with lonely men, mostly out-of-town business men, some politicians, government executives, and the like, that just wanted a pretty woman for dinner and company, or maybe for some arm candy at some function. But almost without exception I always ended up in bed with my date for at least the last two or three hours, if not more, of an escort engagement for some good fucking and cum eating cock sucking. "Now you might think that I'm splitting hairs when I maintain that what I did as a paid escort was not the same as being a whore because our clients were buying our time as companions and not explicitly buying sex just like a straight up professional whore who just sells her body for straight sex with no other services included or promised, even though I must admit that I almost always ended up fucking and sucking my client sometime during an engagement. "Almost all of us girls who worked as escorts were young, beautiful, college coeds and we didn't think of ourselves as whores because we always felt that we always had the right or option to refuse to have sex with a client if we didn't want to, even though I don't know of any of us who ever did. I know I never turned down a client who wanted to fuck me or have me suck his cock and eat his cum.But there were some exceptions where I didn't get to fuck the client because the client turned out to be a queer still in the closet, and just wanted me as camouflage protection from being outed. And while you might think that I liked those kind of engagements the best because I wouldn't have to fuck the queer, the truth is those were the ones I least liked because I really did look forward to fucking my dates. "The worst queer engagements were those where the queer wanted me to give him blow jobs and eat his cum but wouldn't fuck me or eat my cunt and so I wouldn't get to have an orgasm. Engagements with queers were a real downer."I also had an occasional engagement where the client wasn't capable of getting a hard on for medical reasons and couldn't fuck me and would instead just spend all of his time eating my cunt and having me suck on his limp dick. That night when I tried to revive you by sucking on your limp dick I think reminded me of those times that I had not thought about for so many years when I was an escort girl and sucked the limp dicks of those clients and those memories just contributed to intensifying my sexual frenzy. "The best engagements were when my man would just want to take me straight up to his room for sex and I was able to suck his cock and fuck his brains out so thoroughly and completely that he would be totally drained and exhausted in three or four hours and incapable of any more sex and would let me leave early. "But then every now and then I would end up with a real stud who could keep me busy in bed with all kinds of sex for seven straight hours and those were the worst engagements because I was the one who ended up completely exhausted with a really sore cunt and pussy, and usually an aching jaw as well from so much cock sucking. "Now I'm sure you have probably figured out that the length of a standard agency booked engagement was eight hours. However, lots of the girls would often extend the standard engagement into an overnight sleepover on their own initiative, especially whenever the man they were with really excited them and turned them on, and he was willing to pay her more money- all of which she would keep for herself. "But I never did that. The money I was making sticking to agency standard engagements was more than I needed and I wasn't greedy. The standard gig was a whole lot safer too. All-nighters is where you could run into some really hairy and dangerous situations and quite a few of the girls who liked to take that risk for the extra money often got roughed up quite a bit on those overnighters. My roommate all through college, Elsie, also became an escort girl after she saw how much money I was making and she used to do sleepovers as often as she could even though she got knocked around a lot by some of her customers. "Elsie is a very successful high priced, independent, call girl whore now. She says she loves the life and I understand why. Those three years were an exciting and intoxicating time for me because I loved the effect my body had on men and the power it gave me over them. And, as an added bonus, I learned more about all the different ways to have sex in all it's forms and kinkiness, that I don't think there isn't anything I haven't tried at least once, except for some real far out, nasty, prurient stuff which I absolutely refused to accommodate and would just return the clients money whenever that's what they wanted. "And the pay was not too bad either. I cleared an average of about $6000 a month doing weekend work during the academic year and about $15000 a month during the summer breaks where I could work all through the week which more than covered my college costs. "So when I said I was a long way from being a virgin when we met, I was not exaggerating. Metaphorically, that distance was about 500 to 600 cocks long because I estimate that's just about how many different cocks I sucked and fucked during those three years I was a paid escort girl. "I used to keep a diary of all my engagements, recording who they were with, what the booking reason was, and what kind of sex transpired on each of them, but I got a little lazy after the 500th and missed some entries now and then. That's why I don't know the exact number, but I am certain that it's a lot closer to 600 than 500. "So when I tell you darling how much I love your cock and savor your delicious cum, you can truly believe me because I'm an expert and have seen them in all different sizes and shapes and tasted cum in all kinds of flavors and textures, and your eight inch love rod and sweet velvety smooth cock sauce falls in the top two or three best that I have ever had. "If I had not met and fallen in love with you, I suspect that I would have graduated from being an escort, to being a full time professional call girl type whore like Elsie is today. The truth is that Elsie has tried to get me back in the business several times in the last few years when she had clients that wanted some threesomes with two whores at the same time and I must admit that I was tempted, but only because of the excitement and intoxicating feeling I get when men lust for my body. But I didn't because I was afraid that if I took that "first drink", that I would want to keep going back for more and more just like an alcoholic."So there it is angel- almost everything there is to know about me except the last and most important thing. And that is that you need to always remember and believe that you are the love of my life and I thank God every day for bringing you to me, and I have never been with another man since our wedding day and have never felt the need to, except for that one stupid, drunken night nine months ago."The adrenalin was coursing all through my body and I was drunk with excitement over what I had just heard and replied, "Christy my darling, that's the most exciting and erotic story I could ever have hoped to hear from your lips. I'm afraid to breathe for fear that I might wake up to find out this was all a dream. God indeed must be smiling on both of us because the odds of a sexy, beautiful, accomplished, woman like you who loves fucking and sucking as many men as she can and a man who loves to watch his wife fuck and suck other men meeting each other, falling in love, and marrying are so infinitesimally small as to be only possible through divine intervention.There are a million things I want to ask you and know about, but I want my cock to be deep in the heaven of your warm, moist cunt while I do it. You have never been more totally desirable to me my love than you are right now at this very moment. Hurry baby, hurry! Get on top and slide my hard cock deep into your magic love chamber." My cock had gotten as hard as a rock while she was telling me her story and it was throbbing, dying for relief.Christy choked back a small sob and tears were streaming down her face as she said, "Oh Freddie darling, those are the words I have been dying to hear. And these are the tears of the absolute joy and happiness I'm feeling to know I have finally got you back. "I'm never ever going to permit anything to come between us again," and then she moaned and shivered with sheer pleasure as she slid her cunt down over my hard cock until it was deep in her cunt and then began to slowly start to hump her pussy up and down.But I quickly asked her to be still and said, "No, no baby. Don't hump it yet sweetie. I don't want to cum right away if I can possibly help it. I just want to lay hear for a while with your body on mine and feel your soft beautiful tits on my chest with my hard cock deep in your magnificent hot cunt and just talk for a while and let my imagination run wild about the kind of fantastic sex life I hope is in store for us in the future. "I'm the luckiest man alive darling to have found you and have you for my wife. I hope you will want to help me realize my fantasies by fucking other men and sucking their cocks until they cum in your mouth from time to time while I watch. God I wish I could have seen you in action when you were fucking those 500 plus cocks! That would have been the ultimate heaven for me."Christy laughed with pleasure and said, "Boy you really are focused on a single track aren't you baby? But let's not move too fast and get ahead of ourselves right now. Let's savor this moment of being together again in total love for each other, and yes, in total lust for each other too, because I have never experienced such a powerful lust for any other body in my life like the lust I have this instant for your beautiful body. "But don't worry sweetheart, I'm sure we're going to work something out for you to be able to make your fantasies become real. Know that I now belong to you forever, for all eternity in every way possible. Your desires and fantasies are my desires and fantasies, and if you want them to become real, then I'm going to move heaven and earth to help you make them real. "Right now I'm living a fantasy of my own. It's the fantasy that I have had for the last nine months since that night I fucked Stan, and I was in total despair of it ever becoming real. Now that it has become real beyond my wildest dreams, I want to make it last as long as possible and savor every delicious moment it lasts."I replied, "I'm sorry baby. You're right of course. Please forgive me for being so selfish and forgetting about your needs. I'm just so overwhelmed by your loving understanding and grateful for your accepting attitude of my kinky needs that I just lost my head for a minute. There is no other place I would ever want to be than where I am right now with you in my arms and my cock nestled in the warm depths of your magic cunt and feeling the silky smooth texture of your skin under the caress of my hands. But while we lay here enjoying being joined together, could you just tell me some stories about some of your most favorite or memorable engagements and the kinds of sex you had? I'm dying to hear the details and that would be the next best thing to actually witnessing you performing your sexual magic on another man's cock. Is that too much right now?"She smiled and chuckled and said, "Of course it isn't darling. Let me see now.... My most favorite or memorable engagement.... Hmmm...There were quite a bunch of really good ones.... Now where shall I begin? I know! How about if I start with the engagement I was on when we first met?"That startled me and I said, "But honey, we first met that time we played on the same team at the DC Regional tournament in the Swiss team, two session, afternoon and evening team event. Don't you remember? My partner was Amy Singletary and yours was Doris Blanchard. Doris is one of the best female bridge players in the country today. We did pretty good too, taking third place in a field of 45 teams. Not bad for just a pick-up team. You must be confusing some other occasion with that event. Christy just smiled at me with a twinkle in her eye and said, "No sweetie, I don't think I'm at all confused about this. For sure I won't forget Doris Blanchard." Then all of a sudden it hit me and I said, "Oh shit! You don't mean that Doris was your "engagement!!" Christy grinned and said, "That's exactly right honey. "It turns out that Doris is a flaming dyke and she called my escort agency to see if they had anyone available that played bridge. Well, even though I had graduated about six months prior and had pretty much stopped doing escort work since I was then working at a real job, my profile was still on file at the agency and I was the only girl they had in either their active or inactive stables that indicated any bridge playing proficiency so they gave me a call and begged me to accept that gig for them. "At first I was reluctant explaining that I now had a real job and didn't have time for escort work anymore. But they explained that there would be a lot more money in it for me than the usual gig because the client wanted someone for two back-to-back all day and night engagements and was paying a big premium for them to find someone. "I told them that I didn't do sleepovers, but that I might be willing to go for all day and part of the nights but didn't want to do any sleepovers. My concern was not about not wanting to fuck any one. At this point I still was assuming that the client was a man and I certainly had no problem with fucking another man after the 500 or so that I had already fucked. It was just that I was afraid that two sleepovers with the same guy could be a little more risk than I wanted to take. "But the booking agent said that the sleepovers were not negotiable. And he explained how there would be an afternoon and evening bridge session each day and that the evening session usually finished around 10 in the evening after which it was the practice of all the players to get together and have some drinks, post-mortem the day's bridge hands and party a little. "These affairs usually lasted until the wee hours of the morning often not breaking up until 4 or 5 am. And then everyone would head for their rooms and sleep in until noon, and then get up for the next day's bridge games that began at 2 pm. "So he was sure that I wouldn't have anything to worry about. Then when he told me that my fee for the gig would be $2000 a day I was hooked. I said ok I would do it and asked what the man's name was and how old he would be. That's when the booking agent, Peter, dropped the real bomb and said, 'Uuh... Christy, the client isn't a man. It's a woman and she is about 33 years old and she specifically asked for a female escort between 21 and 24. You're perfect at 22. I hope this won't be a problem for you?'"I asked Peter, 'Is she a lesbian Peter? Maybe a dyke huh?' Peter replied, 'I don't really know Christy. She didn't say, but to be perfectly honest, I would say that the odds are really good that she's a dyke the way she insisted on a young woman between 21 and 24. That's characteristic of dykes. They like them young. Your profile doesn't say anything about your attitude toward same sex gigs. I hope this won't be a show stopper for you.' I said, 'Well, it's not my preference Peter. I really prefer cocks to pussies and cunts, but I do have a little experience in that area and I can handle it if it becomes necessary. So what's this dyke's name and where do I meet her.' "Peter gushed with relief, 'Oh thank you, thank you Christy. We really want to keep this client. She doesn't mind paying a good premium to get what she wants. Her name is Doris Blanchard and the gig is for this coming Friday and Saturday at the downtown Marriott in DC where the tournament is being held. She would like to meet you Thursday evening about 6:00 pm in the cocktail lounge of the Marriott for an hour or so over drinks to get acquainted and talk over some bridge stuff if you wouldn't mind. "She said she would be wearing a red sheath dress with a white pearl necklace and she's a blond.' I said, 'That's fine Peter. Tell her I'll be there.' Peter said, 'Thanks again very much Christy. I think you just saved my job. I'll make it up to you doll. I'll have your check in the mail for $4000 bucks first thing in the morning."At this point I interrupted and said, "How much longer before we get to the good parts sweetie?"Christy giggled and kissed me and replied, "Now don't you be getting impatient honey. This is my story and I'm enjoying the telling of it. I'll be getting to the good parts soon enough and besides I know what will happen when I do. You'll just get all revved up and start really pumping that beautiful cock of yours in and out of my cunt and in no time be filling me up with your hot cock sauce and then your cock will get soft and slip out of my cunt. I like your cock right where it is nestled in my tight cunt and I'm going to keep it there where it belongs for as long as I can my darling. Now you just shush and let me finish."I laughed a little, returned her kiss and said, "Ok sweetheart. I'll be good. But be careful how you rhythmically squeeze my love rod with those magic flexing internal cunt muscles of yours like you've been doing for the last few minutes. Too much of that will cause old Arnold (that is her pet name for my cock) to lose control and fire off his load before you're ready. "God, I'm really loving this baby. I'm in heaven and I don't ever want it to stop."Christy said, "I'm having a lot of fun too sweetie. We're going to do this a lot more if it's up to me. God I'm so happy to have you back in my heart... and back in my cunt too. But now back to my story. "I showed up at the Marriott a couple of minutes before six and checked my small rollaway week-ender suitcase at the bell captains station and told him I would be back for it in about an hour. (He and I knew each other pretty good from my escort days and I had given him quite a few freebie blow jobs in return for his covering for me whenever I had to go straight up to a client's room for the start of an engagement. "The hotels really didn't like us to use their facilities to service our clients so their house detectives were always on the look-out for young, beautiful, sexy single women heading up in the elevators.) Anyway, I had decided to bring the suitcase because I had a pretty good idea what this "get acquainted" meeting was going to lead to and I wanted to be prepared. "I was wearing a sexy hip hugging short plain skirt and an open neck plain white blouse that showed plenty of cleavage. Next I went to the ladies room and took off my panties and bra and put them in my purse, tweaked my nipples until they stood up hard, and arranged my blouse and tits so the nipples would show clearly where they were poking out under the blouse, dabbed on a last bit of lipstick, and reached under my skirt and rubbed in a little bit of smell-good, taste-good cunt oil down my pussy valley and all around the entrance to and just inside of my cunt. "I surveyed myself in the mirror, liked what I saw, and headed for the cocktail bar. I had had many, many engagements in this hotel when I was doing escort work, so I knew the territory very well."When I got to the entrance of the cocktail bar I stopped at the entrance and slowly surveyed the scene. There were three men and two bar whores sitting at the bar nursing their drinks, and maybe about 20 other patrons sitting in assorted groups at various tables scattered around the lounge. Doris was sitting alone at a small table for two all the way at the back of the lounge next to the wall. I had the attention of most of the people in the lounge who were staring at me. "I saw one of the whores at the bar nudge the other one and whisper something which she responded to with a head nod and a frown as she turned to look me over. I knew those two gals were whores because I had seen them many times at the Marriott trolling for johns when I was a full time escort. The bar whores didn't like us escort girls because we cut heavily into their business and got paid a lot more for our services adding insult to injury. "I moved slowly and languidly through the room toward Doris's table conscious of all the eyes in the room undressing me as I moved among them. I was getting just the kind of effect that I had hoped for. When I got to Doris' table I stopped a little short of the table and directly opposite her, so I would have to lean over to shake her hand and she would have a great view of my tits and then I smiled, leaned over, and I stuck out my hand and said, "Ms Blanchard?" "She was gazing hungrily at my tits as she reached out to shake my hand and I could see her own tits heaving up and down as her breathing had accelerated. I smiled internally to myself as I thought to myself, 'I really have your motor running in high gear Doris you lecherous old dyke you, but it's going to cost you some serious dough for the pleasure of eating my sweet cunt'. She smiled at me as she took my hand and said, 'Yes, of course, and you must be Christy.' I replied, 'Yes ma'am, I'm Christy and I'm very happy to meet you.' She said, 'The pleasure is all mine my dear. Now come sit down over here next to me Christy, and please, no more of that 'Ma'am' stuff. My name is Doris and that's what I want you to call me.'"As I sat down she said, 'You are an extraordinarily beautiful young woman Christy. You should have seen the reaction of all the men in the room and most of the women too, except those two prostitutes at the bar, as they watched you stroll across the room to my table.' And then she leaned over and gave me a knowing conspiratorial look and said, 'But I rather suspect that you're very used to drawing out that kind of reaction from men. It's a very powerful and useful weapon to have in your bag of tricks dear and don't be afraid to use it. But use it judiciously and wisely. Now let's talk a little bit about bridge.'"And for the next 45 minutes or so we covered the waterfront on bidding conventions, leads, defensive signals, play of the hand styles, etc., when she finally sighed, sat back, and said, 'Well, I think we will do quite well at the table Christy. You have a very well developed knowledge of the game. Now have you had dinner yet dear?' I answered, 'Yes, I ate before I came over here to meet you.' "Then she got to the point that I knew was coming and she said, 'Well then, I have an idea Christy. Why don't you just plan to spend the night here this evening. I have a suite so there is plenty of room. Besides, you're going to have to be back in the morning at 9 am anyway and then spend Friday and Saturday night here as well. So what do you say dear?' "I hesitated as I made it look like I was thinking about what to say, and Doris quickly said, 'Don't worry honey. I know you have to earn a living and so if you have another engagement this evening there's another fifteen hundred in cash in it for you if you cancel it, and the agency doesn't have to know anything about why you have to cancel or the fifteen hundred, so how about it dear?'"I said, 'Sure, of course I'll stay. And Doris, I wasn't hesitating or worrying. I was just stunned and surprised at your very generous offer.' Doris just laughed and said, 'Think nothing of it dear. I'm rolling in dough. Now let's go on up to the room.' I said, 'Ok Doris sounds good. Let me collect my overnight case and make a quick call first.'"We went over to the bell captain's station and I used the phone and pretended to call the agency to cancel my non-existent "prior engagement". I actually called my own phone and talked to my answering machine. Then I collected my overnight case and we went up to her room."As soon as we got there, Doris said, 'Why don't I call room service and ask them to send us up some finger sandwiches and some cold white wine and we can relax and get to know each other. The bottom two drawers of the dresser over there are yours so you can unpack your case and put it over there in the corner while I call room service.'"After she called room service she came over to see if I had enough room and reached down to look at one of my negligees and said, 'You have some beautiful things Christy, but then that's what a beautiful woman like you deserves. I just can't get over how smooth and fresh your skin is,' and she reached out to gently run her fingers in a light caress over my cheeks, neck, and chest just below my chin while stroking my hair with her other hand and breathing heavily next to my ear. "That was my cue to do my part and I leaned my head back with my eyes slightly closed, lips moist and slightly parted, breathing deeply and started to moan and whispered, 'Oh that feels so good Doris, I love your touch...don't stop...' And that's all it took. She didn't fool around anymore with any seduction games. She just went straight for my tits with her mouth and started sucking on them as she steered me towards the bed. "In a flash we were both naked and she had me down on the bed with her face buried in my cunt, sucking and eating my pussy, clit, and cunt for all she was worth while using her hands to massage and caress my body all over legs, thighs, stomach and tits. She was really good, I have to admit. I think she has the longest tongue of anyone that has ever eaten my cunt. She brought me to several massive orgasms and then we switched places and I did the same for her. "Lesbian sex has never been as satisfying to me as good old fashioned cock sucking and cock fucking, but those two nights with Doris were an exception. She really loved the way I could reach into her cunt with my long tongue and hit her G spot which caused her to literally shoot out a river of cunt juice which I loved to suck up and eat. When we weren't eating each others cunt she liked us to rub our pussies up against each other which always resulted in some good mutual orgasms. I have to admit. I really had a good time with Doris."True to Christy's prediction, as soon as she began describing in detail how Doris and she engaged in sucking each other's cunts and lapping up pussy juice, my cock started throbbing and I began fucking her cunt in earnest and soon had a massive orgasm shooting out big loads of hot cum. Christy squealed with delight and pleasure, "Ohhh baby!! I love it when your cock throbs like that and fills my cunt with your big load of hot, delicious cock sauce. Keep pumping me hard and deep baby. It feels wonderful. Oh baby, I'm going to cum...I can feel it building... Ohhhh God how I love your cock! Oh! I'm cumming!" and then she tensed up and her cunt squeezed down hard all over my cock and she moaned a deep, guttural, primal groan, "Unnnngghhhhh!" and suddenly went totally limp and collapsed on me with a flood of pussy juice starting to flow out of her cunt and down my crotch and all over my balls..In a couple of minutes after we had recovered our senses Christy said, "Darling I think that was the most intense orgasm I have ever had. I think we are going to have a beautiful sexual future together baby. As much as my fucking and sucking other men, and it looks like eating other women as well, turns you on, I think I'm equally turned on by the idea of performing for you by fucking and sucking other men while you watch me doing it and then telling you about it later with your cock in my cunt. We're going to have great sex with all the stories I can tell you about my life as an escort girl and lots of fun finding opportunities for you to watch me fuck and suck other men. I think our first candidate ought to be a real easy mark to get things rolling and I think we ought to begin with our back yard peeping tom, Steve. What do you think baby?" Well that was four months ago and life with Christy has been fantastic- beyond my wildest fantasies. As it happened, Steve Naylor, our backyard neighbor who beat his meat while watching Christy and I from a window in his home fucking in our backyard one afternoon was the first man that I got to watch Christy fuck and suck. It turned out that about six weeks after that Valentines day night, Steve's wife, Betty, left for two weeks to visit her mother and Christy used the opportunity to invite him over for dinner the night Betty left. Christy dolled herself up and dressed in some very revealing clothes and we plied Steve with wine during dinner and then we all retired to the couch to have after dinner drinks with a couple of joints of pot and put on a good soft porn flick on the TV. We were all high and feeling good and I started playing with Christy's tits. This was all part of our plan to get Steve horny and it worked like a charm. He got a huge hard-on and Christy pretended to be sorry for him and said to me, "Now Fred stop feeling up my tits. It's not fair to Steve. Look how worked up he's getting with that huge hard-on making a tent in his crotch, and with Betty gone for two weeks he can't do anything about it. That was my cue to respond, "Don't worry about Steve baby. I'm sure he remembers how to beat-off." And then Christy said, "Now that's not nice Fred and you know it! Now be nice please." That's when I chuckled and said, "You right sweetheart. I just couldn't resist!" Then I looked at Steve, who by now had this spaced out glazed look in his eyes driven by his deep lust for Christy, and I said, "Hey Steve, you wanna suck on Christy's tits? Go ahead. It's all right. Christy loves to have her tits sucked."By then Christy's tits were fully exposed as a result of my playing with them and Steve gave me this grateful look as he said, "Oh god yes, yes, yes," and buried his head into Christy's tits and started sucking on them for all he was worth. Well that broke the ice and the rest of the night was an orgy of Christy fucking and sucking first Steve then me, then Steve and I both fucking Christy in her ass and cunt at the same time, and then we would switch positions between her cunt and ass, and then Christy would suck my cock while Steve fucked her cunt and vice versa. It was fantastic.Over the next two weeks while Betty was gone we had Steve over almost every night. I couldn't get enough of watching Steve fuck her and Christy sucking his cock and eating his cum. Christy had a fantastic time and said that she really felt liberated. Steve said that he was going to get Betty to agree to some wife swapping when she got back and some group sex orgies. It took him a couple of weeks to convince Betty to give it a try, but she finally agreed and after trying out a little group action with Christy and I, she quickly became hooked. So for the last several months the four of us have a little four way orgy at least once a week. Betty has become such a sex slut with a huge compulsion for eating pussy that she often comes over to see Christy during the day to have some lesbian sex and eat out Christy's cunt while Steve and I are at work.In addition, Christy has had Stan back several times to play bridge and sleep over with us. Christy enjoys taking care of the two of us at the same time with lots of fucking and sucking for both of us. She also has plans to seduce several other of her male bridge partners and bring them over to the house for sleepovers so I can watch her fucking them. I use the word seduce loosely, because there isn't a man alive that needs to be seduced into fucking Christy. All of them lust after her body and are constantly hitting on her. All she has to do is to just make it easy for them to have her.In between time when we don't have another man or woman available for Christy to fuck and suck for my pleasure, she satisfies my kinky obsessions by telling me stories about her engagements as an escort girl while I am fucking her. I told her last week that if she wanted to take up Ellie's offer to do a little part time whoring with Ellie whenever one of Ellie's johns wanted to be serviced by two whores, that it was perfectly all right with me and in fact the whole idea was really exciting for me. Today she told me that she spoke to Ellie and told Ellie to give her a call the next time she needed an extra whore. Ellie said that it shouldn't be too long as she has several regular clients that like to be serviced by two whores at the same time and they are due to call soon. I can't wait for her first paid fucking and sucking engagement since we have been married. The anticipation is almost more than I can stand. Christy is out shopping and my cock is hard as a rock and throbbing. I just can't wait for her to return home. I'm going to have to take a break to beat my meat. Be back in a minute Kristen.Back again. That was a very satisfactory hand job. I was so worked up thinking about Christy's upcoming first real gig as a whore with Ellie that I blew my load after just a few strokes. Life is really perfect now Kristen. I have a beautiful loving wife that loves sex in all its forms and loves me so much that she takes great pleasure in giving me pleasure by making all my fantasies come true.I look forward to hundreds and hundreds of nights in bed listening to Christy describe the intimate details of the almost six hundred fucking, cocksucking, cum eating engagements she had as a young escort girl while my hard cock is buried deep in her cunt. There is enough materiel there to last ten years Kristen. I hope your readers will enjoy mine and Christy's story and it will encourage them to stretch their sexual horizons and experiences to make their fantasies come alive. They will never regret it!!Yours in sexual ecstasy,MuffDiver (Direct comments to: (h.landers1961@hotmail.com) |
krissy1.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/44/krissy1.txt | My name is Karen, I'm 21 years old and a college student. For the last year I've become increasingly addicted to a fantasy. I like to pretend I'm a "slut", an air headed bimbo who thinks of nothing beyond where her next orgasm is coming from. Whenever I was alone and horny I'd go into chat rooms with a profiles made up to look like my persona. I called her "Krissy". She was a bleach blonde who spoke in a little girl voice. Very stereotypical. I'd cyber or have phone sex that way. I couldn't get on my web cam because in real life I was a brunette."Krissy" made it easy for me to cum. For a little while I forgot my parents, my boring classes, my boring suburban home and was able to be the exact opposite of what I was "suppose" to be. Then "a little while" became more and more. My grades started to slip. My parents complained about that, and about how I was always closed up in my room with my computer. A plan started to formulate before I could even admit to myself what it was. I started dieting, as I lost weight I massaged my breasts every night and did exercises to try and keep them large and firm. I got a job at a dry cleaners and ended up dropping more and more classes to pick up more hours. I saved almost all the money and didn't tell my parents about the job, or about the fact that I was slowly dropping out of school. Finally it was the end of the semester. They would find out, so I had to make my move. I took all my "Krissy" things, clothes, shoes, make-up, and sex toys that I'd been slowly buying out of my nest egg and packed them into a couple of bags. Then I cut the real link between "Krissy" and myself. I bleached my hair bright blonde. I let it dry, then spent at least an hour teasing it and playing with it. I slowly put on my make up, black eyeliner, purple shadow, frosted candy pink lipstick. I dressed in a push up bra, white tank top and red spandex skirt that barely covered my ass, then stepped into a pair of white 6 inch stripper heels. I took my wad of money out of its hiding place in my closet, and walked out the door. I didn't leave a note, but the envelope with my grades (or lack there of) had come in the mail and was sitting on the kitchen table. I didn't bother to open it. My parents never cared about ME anyway. Just what they wanted me to be. I took a bus to the nearest big city, and got off in a dingy part of town. I rented a studio apartment in a run down complex. I told them my ID was stolen and gave them the name "Krissy Simpson". Since I paid the first few months advance and in cash the old Hispanic landlady didn't ask me too many questions. Then I went out to find a job. I started walking down the street, feeling the air on my legs and cleavage, places I'd almost never exposed before. I could hear my stilettos clicking on the pavement and started to swing my ass. I felt free and "in the moment" for the first time in my life. I started to smile."HEY BABY, YEAH, SHAKE DAT ASS!"I turned around, it came from a Hispanic guy in a beat up Camero who was slowing down and staring at me. Habits of a lifetime aren't easily broken, and I almost kept walking and tried to ignore him. Then I remembered I was Krissy now. Krissy wouldn't do that. "Hey there," I said, and smiled. "Damn girl you fine, what you say we go have a little bit of fun?""Ok."Next thing I knew we were in a back alley and I was bent over the grimy hood of the car, my skirt pulled up and my ass raised in the air. The guy (who's name I never knew) had one hand between the folds of my wet cunt and another sliding up between my ass cheeks. I was moaning, on a total hormone high "Mmmmm, fuck yesss," as I ground back against his hand. "You want my cock baby?""Oh GOD yes"Sound of his zipper, then his hard erect cock poking out, slipping down between the folds of my pussy. I dimly realized that he wasn't trying to fuck my cunt, he was getting his cock wet with pussy juice. Then he slide it upwards, grabbed my ass cheeks in both his hands, spread them wide, and aimed his slicked cock at my back-hole"AHHHHH!!"I screamed so loud I didn't realize it was my own voice. It was such a bad neighborhood no one noticed. The guy paid me absolutely no attention other than putting a firmer hand on my lower back to keep me bent over as I tried to pull back with pain. I wasn't a virgin (I'd had one BF in my senior year of high school) but I'd never been ass fucked except in my Internet fantasies. I'd explored myself with a finger or two, and enjoyed it, but this was nothing like that. I was wincing in pain, and the reality of it all was hitting home. What the hell was I doing? This guy could kill me when he was done with me for all I knew.Slowly the sharp pain started to subside. My ass ached from being stretched, and the ache settled into a slow burning sensation. The sensation began to spread to my clit and I realized I was grinding my ass again, trying to hump my clit against the car hood, and in turn it made me rise up to meet the thrusts in my ass. "Oh yeah, you're lovin' it now bitch.""Fuck yes I am, don't fucking stop."*SLAP!* a harsh sting against my ass cheeks."Don't fucking tell me to do anything bitch!""I'm sorry," I whispered in a meeker voice. "You want my cock you better show me how sorry you are."He pulled out his cock and grabbed my arms, pushing me down on my knees. I winced as the gravel (and god knows what else) bit into my skin and reluctantly opened my mouth. His cock smelled like my ass, and like stale juice from my pussy. His grip was painful in my hair and I reluctantly began to lick it, then suck it back into my mouth. His hand yanked my newly blonde hair tighter. "All the way bitch, fuckin' choke you slut."He began a full on face fuck. I was gagging, my eyes bulging out of my head. I could barely breathe and became sure he would suffocate me. The fear was doing something funny to me. Juice was leaking from my cunt and down my thighs. He noticed my ass moving as I humped the air back and forth, trying to get some relief from the intense throbbing in my clit. He growled, "Where you want my cum bitch?" He pulled out long enough to let me answer, "Up my ass, please, please cum up my ass.""Well I guess you earned it!"I was bent back over the Camero's hood, bare primer pressed against my midriff, ass exposed to air again, then his saliva slicked cock, rock hard and dripping precum slide up my asshole"Oh GOD YES! YES!"*SLAP* "Tell me bitch, tell me how much you love my dick in your ass.""Fuck yes I love it, oh god!""You better keep talking unless you want me to stop.""Oh god, don't stop! This is the best fucking thing I've ever had. God it's so HARD, so deep up my tight hole. I want your cum in me, I want to feel you explode up my ass. I want your cum up my asshole soooooooo BAD!""Uhhhhhh!!" he grunted out as gush after gush of hot cream hit deep up my ass until I felt like I was gonna burst. I stayed there, bent over, panting, dazed and trying to get hold of myself. He zipped up, got in his car, and said "better move your ass" confused I backed away just in time as the car pulled away, leaving me slumped in the dirty alley, jizz dripping out of my asshole.To be continued? |
threesome.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/46/threesome.txt | Only three people know that this happened and I want to talk about it, but I can't, so I've decided to share it anonymously.My name is Will and I'm a carpenter. My friend Mark and I own a remodeling business. He's a plumber so we specialize in kitchens and bathroomsAnyhow, a client called and wanted us to put a new tube & shower into an old bathroom. Mark had been at the house a couple of weeks ago and replaced some galvanized pipe for the new owner. We don't usually take these little jobs, but they work well to fill in time between the better contracts and I was able to schedule Mark and I in the next day. With the two of us it would only take about six hours.I went in first the next morning to talk to the homeowner, Iris, about what she wanted. She was attractive, maybe in her early 30s with shoulder length curly brown hair. I measured the tub up and showed her the surround and fixture options we had available and after looking at some pictures and asking a few questions she picked out what she wanted. I left to pick up the supplies, telling her that Mark and I would be back in about an hour to continue.None of this was out of the ordinary.As I was driving to my wholesaler's I was thinking about Iris and I was getting a hard-on. She wasn't wearing anything all that revealing, but for some reason all I could think about was thrusting myself into her and then I had a massive desire to get up under her long skirt and lick her cunt. I imagined pulling her loose tank top up over her head to discover she wasn't wearing a bra and cupping her tits. But mostly I was thinking about pulling her skirt and panties down and shoving my face in between her smooth thighs. I was hard and could feel that I was dripping in my pants.It was kind of amusing since I don't often fantasize so strongly about clients. I'm just too busy to put much thought into fantasy while I'm working. But there was something about this one that allowed me to vividly picture bending her over and sticking my cock in her. I knew I'd be jerking off over the image tonight. It had been about 3 months since I had had sex, so maybe it wasn't so surprising. I wondered if she was marriedOther than some extra time spent waiting in the truck before I went into the store to purchase supplies, and another extra wait outside the house (had to wait for my erection to go down) I wasn't much longer than the hour I had promised.Iris answered the door and let me in. Once I had carried everything in I got started. I was supposed to get the area ready for the new surround and once I had the plumbing exposed I gave Mark a call on his cell and told him to come over. He told me he was just at another clients measuring for a quote and he'd be about half an hour or so.That was fine, so I figured I'd get started on the plumbing and he could finish it up when he arrived. The existing plumbing didn't have shut offs for the tub so I figured I'd get those in, but first I'd have to turn off the main water."Hey Iris! Is now a good time to shut off the water for about half an hour?" I called down the stairs."Just a sec." She yelled back up.I heard her coming up the stairs. "How's it going?" She asked as she walked past me into the bathroom."Looks like you have everything read to go." She said."Yep, Mark is going to be about another 20 minutes and then we'll get it finished up. If I can turn off the water for a bit then I can put shut offs in here and then I can turn the water back on to the house." I pointed to where on the pipe the valves would go. "Then, in the future if you want to update the tub fixtures you will be able to do it without shutting off water to the house." I explained.Iris turned around and slid past me out the door."Sounds good." She said, standing on the landing looking out the window. There was a silence for a moment and I figured that was my signal to get at it. So I stepped forward intending to slip behind her and head down the back stair case. As I did this she reached behind herself and grabbed my waist, first with one hand and then the other. She took a step back and she pinned me against the banister beside the back stairs.I didn't say anything, but I definitely was thinking about getting myself out of this situation. At that second it didn't seem like a good idea. But then she took my right hand and placed it on her right breast. Time stopped as my hand slowly squeezed and rubbed the flesh that I could tell hung free under her tank top.I didn't say anything, and when she put my left hand on her left breast I started playing with it too. Somehow this had started to feel like the perfect thing to do and I was delighted when her hand reached back behind her and started rubbing my crotch.We stood there, touching one another for several minutes. I could see between the open vertical blinds to the street below, and then my view was obscured for a moment as Iris pulled her arms through the thin straps of her shirt. She didn't pull it right off, it was bunched up now around her waist and my bare hands were on her naked tits. Her nipples were huge and hard. I wasn't sure if I should pinch them so I just rubbed them gently, and pushed my dick hard against her hand.We were still pushed up against the back banister. To our left was the window and directly in front of us was the banister for the front stairs they were sort of an L shape with the main staircase running up the wall and turning at the top at a small landing just a few steps lower than the main hallway.Iris stepped forward, pulling her skirt up over her waist, and bent over the railing.She wasn't wearing any underwear. Her ass was poking out from the bunched up clothing around her waist. Her cunt was peaking out at me, a wet path dividing her short, neatly trimmed, brunette bush. I could smell her.I dropped down to my knees and, wonderfully shocked with myself, shoved my face between her cheeks so I could bury my face in her. I didn't even lick the outside; I just shoved my tongue inside her. Iris pushed back and moaned. My face and mouth were pushed as tight against her as they would go.She rotated her hips up and down slowly a few times and then pulled forward.I stood up and started to undo my pants. Iris reached behind her and helped me get my cock out and then she bent over again so I could slide it inside her. As soon as I was in all the way, and before I could begin to move, she squatted down a little - like she knew the perfect angle for fucking here in front of this window, and started rocking her hips.She was fast at first, but then she slowed down. Her cunt would pull forward and with her hips rocking like that I could feel the top and bottom of her cunt rub against my hard-on. She would move until the tip was just about to pop loose from inside her and then she would smash back down over me, grinding herself into my groin. She'd press hard there for a moment and then move forward again.I could feel wet moving down my thighs. And I felt like maybe I couldn't keep myself upright any more. The smell and the sounds we were making were so freaking hot I thought I might faint.And that's when I saw Mark at the bottom of the stairs looking up at us.I don't know what I did, but it made Iris look down the stairs instead of between her legs at my cock rocking into her soaked cunt. She seemed to focus for a moment on Mark.He was definitely bright red."Ah, ah. S-sorry!" And he turned to go."Don't go!" Iris said as she was moving back down over my cock.Her head was hanging back down and she was motioning Mark with her hand."Come here!" she sort of moaned.Mark and I looked at each other for a moment. I was definitely a little less hard than I was a moment ago now. But we glanced at each other in agreement that he should get up the stairs.I think he took at least the first two in one step.There was an uncomfortable moment when he stood beside her. Iris was back to fucking me and there was Mark, very unsure of what to do...Iris turned her attention back to Mark when I started to soften inside her again.She moved left, to the banisters end, and reached for Mark's belt. She tugged at his pants, undoing the belt, the button, and yanking his half hard cock out with the zipper only partly open.She pulled him forward by his cock and shoved it in her mouth.He stood there, I stood there - and Iris started to make a lot of noise as she bounced on my cock and slurped on his.Mark must have hardened because he reached down under Iris's chin and undid his pants the rest of the way and pulled them down so they slid to his knees.We were both standing there with our jeans bunched up over our work boots, our shirts still on with our cocks buried inside this woman we did not know at all. She was moaning between us, her skirt and top bunched up around her middle, juice running down her legs and chin as her tits swung wildly back and forth.It was fucking hot. I reached out and grabbed her right tit and Mark reached over and grabbed the left, and she just kept bucking between us. It was fucking delicious!I started making a lot of noise myself. I was very close to coming and in the back of mind somewhere there was a voice telling me I couldn't just go cum inside a stranger - which I think helped me to hold off just long enough: Iris slowed down, she was humming up a storm now, and I thought just the sound of her was going to make me burst.Mark popped out of her mouth and she grabbed him with her hand. She wasn't really jerking him off, just squeezing. She was gasping and then I could feel her hand rubbing her clit hard.I grabbed her tighter by the waist and pushed my cock hard into her until her fingers started smashing into my balls, backing off when it started to hurt, and then pushing back into her.Mark was stroking her face and rubbing her shoulders and finally his hand rested back on her breast and I think he pinched her nippleshe let out a little yell and her ass started to shake and her knees gave out. I held her up with my hands and my cock.I could feel liquid rushing down my thighs. I wanted to taste her again.And then in a moment Iris had her mouth back over Marks cock and her lips were right at the base. Her cheeks were puffing in and out she was sucking him hard and that started me off again. I was fucking her as hard and deep as I could. Mark was holding Iris's head now and he was bucking his hips wildly. The two of us were making so much noise I couldn't even hear Iris any longer.And that was enough for me. I jerked to a stopped and started to moan because I was about to cum. I wasn't even thinking about Iris any more. If cumming in a stranger without asking was rude, I didn't care anymore.But she pulled off of me. She twirled around, grabbing Mark's cock with her right hand to drag him along, and my cock landed neatly in her mouth. She pulled back so just the head was in her mouth and her left hand started jerking the base and then I was cumming and cumming and cumming.She probably swallowed some, but she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue and the stuff was landing on her lips and chin and dripping onto her breasts. I came like I wished I could every time.And while I was erupting all over her and fighting to keep upright, Mark exploded too.The first bit landed on the side of Iris's face. She turned towards Mark's cock with her mouth wide open sucking him and a very long stream of cum into her mouth.She fastened her lips back over the base of Marks cock, rubbing his balls with her hand, and he grabbed her shoulders to hold himself up as he emptied into her mouth. He was gasping for breath and whimpering all at the same time.And Iris had the biggest, happiest smile on her face that I had ever seen. As she sat there licking cum from around her lips and rubbing it into her breasts with her fingers, I had a thought that every woman deserves to have sex like that."There's beer in the fridge." She said between licks.Marked pulled up his pants and slowly moved down the stairs.I looked down at Iris, still thinking about her cunt, as I pulled up my pants. And reading my mind she laid back on the floor with her legs spread and I ate her till she came again.She had a nice quiet orgasm this time with her fingers buried in my hair. Her sweetness soaked my face.It didn't take very long but when we looked up Mark was watching us, waiting with beers in hand.The three of us sat in silence, sipping our drinks, breathing a little on the heavy side. Iris made no move to cover anything up. There were little spots of cum here and there that she had missed and she was beautiful.Mark finished his beer first."Well, I guess it's time to get back to work." He said as he stood up and went into the bathroom."I have to go shut off the water." I said, as I too stood up.When I got back upstairs Mark was working in the bathroom and Iris was nowhere to be seen.Mark and I spoke very little as we finished the job and we haven't spoke of it since. I suspect we never will.I'm just hoping that woman calls us to do another job.I gave her a really good price.end |
bethgets.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/52/bethgets.txt | I don't know what first made me suspicious that my wife was fooling around on the side. Beth is a striking brunette with large brown eyes and a gorgeous body. She didn't have a lot of sexual experience before we married ten years ago, and I guess you'd say we had a pretty vanilla sex life.Until recently, that is. Then I noticed that she wanted to try some new sex positions and that sort of thing. I wondered if she was screwing one of my friends or her best friend's husband.But nothing clicked until I realized she always arranged to be at home when the gardener, Jorge, came by. He often volunteered to do extra chores around the yard at no charge, too. He's a very well-built, dark-haired Latino guy, in his late twenties, so I could understand her interest in him. I decided to sneak home when he was there to see what was up.One Monday recently when I knew the gardener was supposed to come by, I told Beth that I had to drive to a client's office that is about a two-hour drive from where we live. But instead I drove to a coffee shop, killed about an hour flirting with a waitress, and drove toward home. Parking on the next street, I approached our house thru the park that runs behind it. I stood in the trees and looked into our yard.Sure enough, the gardener was there, but so was his helper, another good-looking Hispanic man in his early twenties. I was a bit disappointed, figuring nothing would happen with this other guy around. I could not have been more wrong.Beth came out the back door, glanced around, and called Jorge over to her. She stood very close to him, her ripe breasts about to burst out of her soft grey baby t-shirt. They spoke for a few minutes before signaling to Jorge's co-worker to join them. Then, to my shock, Beth led them into the house.I waited a few minutes and walked silently to the back of the house. Peering in through the window of our rec-room, I received the biggest jolt of my life.Beth and Jorge were making out in front of the big couch. She was wearing nothing except the watch I had given her for her last birthday and her wedding ring. The other guy stood behind her, gently fondling her tits. He was dark-skinned and his fingers made a striking contrast to her milky white boobs. Her nipples were already swollen and stiff. Every now and then she'd stop and turn to kiss the man behind her.After a few minutes they laid Beth back across the couch and Jorge proceeded to go down on her while his friend sucked on her breasts. She is extremely sensitive to both kinds of oral pleasure and began to moan loudly. Since the window was open a few inches, I could hear everything clearly.Jorge licked his finger and inserted it in her cunt. I couldn't see much then because he blocked my view, but I could see his forearm moving back and forth as he finger-fucked her. It doesn't take long to make her cum when she is being fingered. She had a tremendous, gasping climax after just a couple of minutes.I was both turned on and jealous by what I was watching. I thought about breaking into the scene, but I was afraid of what might happen these two guys were a lot stronger than I am. and my own hard-on told me I wanted to see more.As Beth regained her senses, Jorge kissed her deeply and said, "Now our fun begins." He straddled her chest, one leg on the floor and the other behind her on the couch, and brought his cock to her lips. Although it was no longer than mine (about six inches), it was very thick. She opened her mouth and took him in.Meanwhile his friend moved between her legs and pressed his much longer and darker prick against her very wet pussy lips. She moaned as he slid right in. I trembled with excitement: my once-shy wife was doing these two studs at once!Now, Beth doesn't like the taste of cum, so as Jorge began to build up speed with his thrusts she pulled her mouth away. But he would have none of that. "Señora Beth, when you start with a Latino man, you finish with him." He gripped her head and pressed his cock back into her mouth.For a moment or two she tried to twist her head away, even pulling feebly at his hands with her delicate fingers. He was much too strong, though, and she soon gave in, sucking him deeply, her cheeks hollowed.While she pleasured him this way, her hands slid up his muscular forearms. I noticed again her wedding ring and her pretty watch, tokens of my love. As Jorge fucked Beth's mouth, his friend plugged away at her cunt, and the room was filled with the sounds of men rutting in heat. They used my wife like the little slut she had become.Jorge was close now, and when he erupted he pulled out of Beth's mouth and shot gobs of white spunk all over her face. As he pumped the last drops, he shoved his dick back into her lips, and this time she licked him eagerly.When he was done he went into the bathroom, leaving his friend alone with my wife. This other guy really pounded her now, long strokes in and out, and I heard her reach another shuddering orgasm.As Jorge came back to watch, his pal turned Beth around to fuck her doggie style on the couch. He gripped her hips with his powerful hands and thrust his long tool in to the hilt. Finally, he came with a gasp and a string of Spanish I couldn't understand.Jorge came over and said, "Let this pretty gringa bitch clean you off." So his friend came around the couch and dripped his last cum into Beth's waiting mouth and across her cheeks, Jorge whispering words of encouragement to her.By this point, Jorge was again hard as a rock, and he beat himself off in front of her face. "Señora Beth, you want I will cum on your beautiful face, like you a porno star?" he asked.To my astonishment, she replied, "Yes, baby, shoot your hot cum all over my face!" This he promptly did, most of it ending up in her hair as she tossed her head about. I gazed at my wife, her face and hair covered with other men's cum, and realized she had never been so beautiful and sexy as she was at that moment.I left the window as quietly as I could and returned to my car. When I came home later that day, I said nothing and Beth acted as if it had just been a quiet day around the house. But that night, when we made love, she sucked my cock for the first time until I came.And that wasn't the last of her new tricks: the next week she invited me to fuck her magnificent ass! I love her more than ever and hope her new habit continues.END |
keiko01.txt | https://asstr.xyz/~Kristen/16/keiko01.txt | Chapter 1 - I Meet KeikoI'm sitting here in an airline lounge at the new international terminal at San Francisco International Airport, waiting on my flight to Narita Airport near Tokyo. I've been to Japan many times before, but this time I'm much more excited. In fact, I'm getting very aroused thinking about it.But I don't want to give too much away just yet, why I'm going to Japan and why I'm so excited and aroused by it. To better explain it, I have to go back almost two years to one of the lowest moments of my life, and how it took a miracle to resurrect me from the depths of depression...I had just gotten divorced from my wife of 15 years. One day my wife and I decided that we just didn't love each other any more and it was time to move on. Even though our decision to break up was mutual and amicable, divorce is an admission of failure. In such a short period of time, I went from married to living alone. While in a sense I was glad to be out of our relationship, the feeling of lonliness was almost too much to bear. I wasn't suicidal or anything, just very despondent and wondering when I would resurface back into life.When my wife and I first moved to the San Francisco Bay Area 13 years before, we lived in an apartment off of Lake Merced. I'd always enjoyed living there, even though my wife didn't. So when it came time to get my own place, I decided to move back to that same apartment complex.Before I was married and lived by myself, I didn't wear any clothes when I was home alone. As soon as I got home from work, I'd take my clothes off and shower, then stay unclothed for the rest of the night. I'd cook and eat dinner, as well as watch TV or read, totally in the nude. It was a great feeling not to have any clothes on, so free and easy. I kept an extra long t-shirt handy in case anyone would come by. I could just throw it on to answer the door. Then if it was someone who would stay for awhile, I'd disappear for a moment and put some pants or shorts on.Even while I was married, I'd wander around the house nude when my wife wasn't home. I'd even go into the back yard nude if it was a nice day. Our yard had a 7-foot fence, so I didn't have to worry about being seen, unless someone wanted to climb a ladder just to look into my back yard.So when I moved into my new apartment after the divorce, I took up my old practice of being nude when I was home alone. As soon as I got home from work, off came the clothes. In my lonley state, every so often I would masturbate to relieve my pent-up feelings. I didn't feel like going out on dates yet, and really wasn't sure how to go about it. After being off the market, so to speak, for 15 years, my dating skills were a little rusty. So for the time being, masturbation was just fine.Usually I would masturbate while laying on the sofa watching evening TV. I would stroke myself until I came on my stomach and chest, then watch a little more TV. By the time I went to bed, my come had mostly dried on my skin, so I didn't bother to clean myself off until my morning shower.Don't get me wrong, I'm not a homosexual. I'm a life-long heterosexual. I don't see anything wrong with homosexuality. Likewise I don't see anything wrong with masturbation when no willing partner is available.When I went outside the apartment to the pool or laundry room, I would thrown on my long t-shirt as a cover up before going out. When I went to the pool I would have on my swimming trunks, but when going to the laundry room, I would be naked underneath. I wasn't trying to flash or anything, I was just too lazy to put on my shorts. Besides, there was usually no one else in the halls or laundry at the times I went there.And if truth be known, it felt wonderfully dangerous to be naked under my shirt. Sometimes I would get a semi-erection because it felt so good to be hanging in the breeze, so I was glad there was no one around to see me, although it was an erotic feeling to think that someone might come along.I'm not an exhibitionist, but often thought how it would feel to go out in public wearing so little clothing that it left nothing to the imagination, and every so often giving an actual "accidental" view of my scrotum or ass. But women can get away with it better than men. With my luck I'd probably get arrested and labeled a sex offender!One day I was doing my laundry as usual. I was thinking about one of my visits to Japan when my hosts would take me to a karaoke bar. This particular bar had waitresses with skirts so short I could see the cheeks of their asses hanging out. It was very erotic and I got one of those semi-erections thinking about it while I was putting my clothes in the washer.Just then the laundry room door opened and a beautiful young Japanese woman came in carrying her laundry basket. What a coincidence to see a Japanese woman just as I was thinking about them! She looked at me briefly and nodded her head in greeting, then went over to the washers and put her basket down.She also was wearing a long t-shirt top. I could see through the fabric as she walked through the light and noticed that she had no bra or panties on, although I couldn't make out any of the details of her anatomy. I started getting aroused, but as I had my back to her she couldn't see my semi-erect state.You may wonder how I knew the young woman to be Japanese. As I said before, I'd spent quite a bit of time in Japan and had become very familiar with the wide range of facial features of the Japanese people. I can even tell the difference between Chinese and Koreans just by looking at them. Sometimes I'm wrong, but not very often. I was quite sure I was right in this case, however. Her hair style was also very Japanese looking - straight shoulder-length black hair. She was very beautiful to view.I watched her as she bent over her basket, picking out the clothes and stuffing them in the washer. Her shirt was too long to see anything of her ass or vagina, but I was content to look at her lovely legs.Many Japanese women are bowlegged. Some are so bowlegged that they wobble when they walk. Most are gracefully and attractively bowlegged, however, and a few have more "western" style legs, like a lot of women do here in the US. This young Japanese woman's legs were long and tapered, with just a hint of the graceful bowleggedness I find so attractive.My erection had subsided substantially, so now I could move around more freely without feeling like I had to hide anything. As I finished putting my clothes in the dryer, the Japanese woman turned around slightly and looked at me. She smiled and nodded again. I bowed slightly and smiled back. I had to say something to her. I couldn't let the moment pass without saying something to this beautiful woman."Nihonjin desu ka?", I asked (Are you Japanese?)She looked very surprised."Hai, so desu," she replied (Yes, I am), still registering shock at this American speaking to her in her native tongue."Amerikajin desu demo sukoshi Nihongo ga dekimasu," I said back to her (I am American but I speak a little Japanese).With this she stood up straight and turned around to face me. As I said, I speak a little Japanese, but what she said next I didn't understand."Wakarimasen. Gomen nasai. Eigo ga dekimasu ka?" I said (I'm sorry, I don't understand. Do you speak English?)"Yes, I speak English quite well," she laughed as she said this, her breasts bouncing up and down a little as she shook.Most Japanese women have smallish breasts, but this beautiful young woman was unusually well-endowed. As I stood there wondering what to say to her, I suddenly realized that neither of us was wearing anything beneath our shirts. I didn't want to dwell on the thought too much because if I did, I'd get another hard-on for sure."I am very surprised to hear such good Japanese language from you," she said. "Where did you learn such good speaking?""I spent a lot of time in Japan over the past few years and I took some lessons so I could have an easier time getting around.""Not many Americans attempt to learn our language, so I am very happy to hear you say it."While she said she spoke English quite well, and was in fact speaking it better than I speak Japanese, I could tell that English was still not entirely clear to her by how she worded her phrases and didn't use many contractions."It was fun to learn it," I said. "Besides, I enjoy seeing the looks on Japanese people's faces when I say something to them."She laughed again. Her whole face lit up when she laughed. It was an infectuous laugh and I couldn't help but laugh, too."Please don't let me interrupt you from your laundry," I apologized."It is no problem. I have just moved here and I don't know anyone. So I am very happy to meet you.""Did you just move here from Japan?""No, I moved here from Honolulu, Hawaii. I have lived there for 4 years. Now I move here to San Francisco.""I'm very happy to meet you, too. My name is Carlos."I held out my hand. She extended hers to mine."I am Keiko," she said and smiled again."When did you move here?""I moved in yesterday. Today I worked all day to unpack. Now I must do laundry.""Yeah, me, too.""These machines are different. Can you please show me how to operate?""It would be my pleasure."I showed her how to put the money in the slots and make all the settings."Oh, I do not have enough money for all my clothes," she exclaimed."Dai jo bu," I said (No problem). "Arimasu." (I have [some money])."Thank you very much. You are so kind to help me. Please come to my apartment later and I will pay you back.""Yorokonde," I replied (My pleasure). "There's no hurry. I'm happy to help you."I put the money in the slots and turned her machine on. I had brought a book and was going to read as I waited for my clothes to finish. So I walked over to the table and sat down. Keiko followed and sat down across from me."You do laundry for yourself? In Japan and even in Japanese community outside of Japan, only women do laundry.""Yes, since I live by myself I do my own laundry.""You live alone? Me, too. Which apartment do you live?""C505, right down the hall.""I live in C507. We are neighbors!"Over the next hour as our clothes washed and dried, we talked about anything and everything. I told her of my divorce and how I was learning how to be by myself again. She told me that she was a bank manager and that her job took her first to Hawaii, where there are many Japanese people needing banking services, and now to San Francisco where there are also many Japanese people.In Hawaii, Keiko said that she lived in a Japanese area of Honolulu. But here in San Francisco, she wanted to live outside of the Japanese community where she could experience people of other cultures. I was the first person outside of her job that she had met here in the Bay Area.I also learned that she was only 25 years old and had never been married. She didn't have a boyfriend either. At 40, I was considerably older than her. I wondered if there was any hope for me, but didn't dare to dwell on the thought for very long at this point in our relationship.I didn't want our conversation to end. I was really enjoying being with her. She was so full of life. And she looked great and the sound of her voice was like music to my ears. As much as I wanted to, I didn't ogle her breasts as they bounced on her chest while she talked animatedly. I didn't think about her being naked under her shirt lest I get an obvious erection. But I did think that because I had detected that she was wearing nothing under her shirt that she may have noticed that I was also wearing nothing under mine.During our conversation, I wished I had a camera under the table. I'm sure I could have had many wonderful views of her legs, thighs, and vagina. I started getting a hard-on when I would think about it. So I tried not to dwell on it for too long. I didn't want to embarrass myself with an erection I couldn't hide."Please forgive me if I say something wrong, but do you always wear so little clothing in public place in San Francisco?", Keiko suddenly asked."Pardon me?""I noticed that you wear only shirt with no other clothes. Is this OK in California?"So she had noticed! It made me erotically excited to hear her say this. The erection that I tried so hard to avoid was now beginning to return."Here at my apartment I think it is OK. But out in public might be risky. I wear normal clothes when I go outside. But here I usually wear only a shirt as you have noticed.""I also wear only a shirt today. This is quite typical for me. In Hawaii, we wear bikini and swimsuit almost all day with shirt over them. But sometimes I am daring and wear only shirt with nothing on beneath, just like now."If I didn't already have an erection, hearing her say this would have given me one for sure. My shirt was completely tented as my penis poked straight up from my lap."You're not afraid somone will see you?""It makes me excited to think that someone will look at me, hoping to see my naked skin!""When I'm in my apartment, I usually wear nothing, but keep a shirt handy for when someone comes to the door or when I come to the laundry like today. I don't worry if someone can see me because I am high up on the fifth floor. And sometimes I don't care if anyone does see me. I'm not ashamed of my body and they can look if they want. But I don't know if I could go out in public wearing only a shirt.""You should try. It is very exciting.""I'm not sure I could do that."The laundry room door opened and a middle-aged woman came in carrying her laundry basket. She looked at us briefly and saying nothing walked over to the washers and started fumbling with her clothes. Keiko leaned close to me."Watch what I do and then do the same thing."Keiko got up and went over to her dryer, hiking up her shirt a little as she walked. She put her laundry basket in front of the dryer, opened the door, and started pulling the clothes into the basket.With her shirt hiked up, her beautiful ass was almost totally exposed. She kept her legs together so I couldn't see any part of her vagina.The woman had noticed, too, and looked over at Keiko several times. Suddenly, Keiko stood up and pulled her shirt over her head, revealing her naked back and ass. She bent over and pulled another shirt from the basket.As she bent over, Keiko's large and soft breasts hung tantalizingly from her chest. The woman and I were treated to a sensuous side-view of them. Keiko's ass was a lovely pear-shape, tapering out from her small waist and wonderfully curved lower back. We got only a short view before Keiko put on the clean shirt and it dropped down over her head to cover her.Keiko turned her head slightly to wink at me, the indication that it was now my turn. She continued to straighten her clothes in the basket.My heart was pounding as I got up, forgetting completely about my erection, and walked over to my dryer. Keiko's eyes got very big when she saw the tent in the front of my shirt. I looked over at the woman and saw that she was looking at me out of the corner of her eyes.Like Keiko, I had hiked my shirt up a little bit. I put my basket in front of the dryer, bent over, and started pulling my clothes out. My legs were not so together and I felt a little cool air on my balls as I bent over, telling me that they were exposed.After pulling all my clothes out, I found a clean shirt and stood up. I was so excited that my hard-on was pointing straight out. I thought my heart would leap out of my chest as I pulled the shirt over my head. My back and ass were now totally exposed to the woman. Keiko was standing a little more to the side, so she could get a side view of my erect penis.It took me a moment to arrange my clean shirt, but then I lifted it over my head and let it drop around me. The front caught on my hardened penis. Keiko let out a little laugh.But then I pulled my shirt down to cover myself.As I turned around to face Keiko, the woman quickly looked away, so I could tell she had been looking at me. My shirt was still tented in the front, and Keiko was staring at it. Light was coming in through the window behind me, so I think Keiko could see through my shirt. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the woman looking at me, too.Both of us grabbed our baskets and headed for the door. As we got out into the hall, Keiko started laughing."Wow, you did good for your first time! I was surprised to see so much. Your penis is very hard. I could see it when you took your shirt off. I could also see it through your shirt. The woman could see it, too! Wow! It made me very excited!""You are much better at it than I am. I could only see your back and ass, and just a glimpse of your breasts from the side. Keiko, you are very beautiful. Everyone will love to see your naked body.""But you are also beautiful to look at. You have a very nice penis. Many woman will want to see it, especially if it is large and hard as it is today!""Did you like seeing it, Keiko?""Oh, yes, it is very exciting to see you naked in public place! I have a new idea. Let's go down to the pool dressed as we are now. We'll take our bathing suits and put them on next to the pool with everyone watching. It will be a lot of fun!""I'm not sure I'm ready for that much public exposure yet. Flashing a woman in the laundry is one thing, but out at the pool where there are so many people?""It is not so much as you think. Please try it!"What is she getting me into, I thought. But I have to admit I was very eroticaly charged up at the moment. So against my better judgement, I went back to my apartment and got my bathing suit and a towel and met Keiko in the hall near the elevator.As we descended to the first floor, I wondered how I was going to hide my enormous erection as we walked to the pool. I decided I was going to try to hold my towel causally in front of me. But Keiko pushed my towel away."Hey, no fair. You have to let it show. We are going for maximum effect!""I think this time I'll be chicken and try to hide myself. Maybe next time I'll be bolder."There was just no way I was going to march out in front of a bunch of people with my penis sticking out in front of me.Keiko looked a little disappointed, but her face lightened up immediately."Aren't you so excited," Keiko bubbled with joy. "I'm so excited I can hardly stand it. I've never done this with a man before. I've done it many times with my girlfriends, but never with a man. It's going to be so exciting. You'll see!"She was clearly enjoying herself very much."Here's how we're going to do it," she said. "I'll go into the pool area first. Then I'll make a scene putting on my bathing suit. You watch the people to see who's watching me and how they react so you can tell me later. Then you come in and I'll watch while you put on your bathing suit. It'll be so much fun to see the looks on people's faces!"The elevator doors opened. Several people were standing there waiting and moved to the side to let us out. So far, no one seemed to notice us.Keiko motioned me to wait as we got out to the pool gate. There were 10 or so people in and around the pool. No one was in the hot tub since it was a warm night.Keiko is a very attractive woman so every male in the pool area immediately watched as Keiko walked in and went over to a lounge chair at the far end of the pool. It was far enough away that they could not make out any details but close enough that they would be able to tell exactly what she was doing.Keiko put her towel down on the chair and with her back to the people slid her string thong bikini bottom between her legs. One side was already tied, so she lifted up her shirt, revealing her thonged bottom while she tied the other side.All eyes in the pool area were completely focused on Keiko. Everyone had become totally quiet and all activity had ceased. Keiko was a master at making sure everyone knew exactly what she was doing without revealing any more skin than the thong bikini would normally show.Once the bottom was in place, Keiko lifted her shirt up over her head, her back still turned towards her audience. She put the neck string around the back of her neck and tied it. From my position I could see the side of one of her full breasts.No one in the area, including me, was moving or breathing. Her lovely ass was facing us in its complete nudity except for the thin string up her crack. Then she reached behind her to tie the string around her back.Keiko didn't bother to adjust anything until she had turned around to face the pool area. Everyone, men and women alike, watched wide-eyed as Keiko arranged the tiny patch of material covering her vagina. It was just enough to cover her inner vaginal lips. The outer lips were not covered at all and the mound of them could be plainly seen. Then she straightened the two tiny patches covering her breasts. The material was just enough to cover most of her nipples. I say most, because parts of her dark brown aureolas were visible at the edges of the cloth.My hard-on was raging completely as she looked in my direction indicating to me it was show time.My heart was pounding furiously as I opened the gate and walked into the pool area holding the towel in front of me, trying to look casual about it. Keiko had eased herself into the pool and conversation among the inhabitants had resumed in low tones. Certainly they were talking about the show they had just witnessed.Hardly anyone watched as I walked down to Keiko's end of the pool."Hi, Carlos," she called, loud enough for all to hear."Oh, hi, Keiko," I said, playing along."Why don't you come join me.""OK, give me a minute and I'll be right there."All attention was still on our end of the pool. The guys were not paying any attention to me, but I noticed a couple of the women looking in my direction as I put my towel on the same chair as Keiko's.Just as she had done, I bent over and slid my swimsuit up my legs and butt. Based on the cool air I felt on my backside, my full ass and the backs of my balls had been briefly exposed. Only Keiko could see my penis as I pulled my suit up in the front.I turned around to face the pool as I tied the drawstring and made the final adjustments. My erection was noticeable to me and probably Keiko, but I don't think anyone else could tell because they were too far away. I eased myself into the pool and paddled over next to Keiko."Nice job," she whispered. "Every woman was looking at you. It was very exciting, don't you think?""I have to admit it was much more exciting than I thought it would be. Your performance was also very exciting. Every man was watching and we were all breathing heavily. You're very skilled at this Keiko.""I've done it many times.""I was worried that people would see my hard-on.""No one saw it, except for me that is. It was very sexy to see it! But we need to get you a different bathing suit for next time we come to the pool. Yours has too much fabric and does not show enough of your skin. I know where we can go to get one.""What kind do you have in mind?""We need to get you a men's thong bikini. I will show you tomorrow. But now, we have a little more show to make for tonight."Keiko's bikini was the tiniest I'd ever seen. It left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Keiko swam over to the ladder and climbed up out of the pool. I could hear every male within sight of her let out a breath of excitement. Her tiny bikini was completely see-through when wet! Her nipples were now totally exposed and I could see the dark line that was the slit of her vagina. There was an area of lighter color within her slit which were the outline of her inner labia.I could hardly believe what I was seeing as she walked over to her lounge chair and laid down without bothering to dry herself off. The effect was stunning as she raised her knees and spread them slightly to expose the skimpy patch of cloth covering her vagina.The g-string that went up the crack of her ass also went up the crack of her vagina. Her outer lips were completely exposed, especially from about the midpoint of her slit down towards her anal opening. While her anal opening could not be seen in its entirety, the darker colored puckered skin around the opening could easily be seen. So only the top part of her inner vaginal lips could not be seen, but the outline of them was apparent because of the see-through cloth.Her breasts might have well been totally naked for all the cloth trying to cover them did. Keiko was very excited and her nipples were very hard and poking through the thin material. Her aureolas were sticking out on both sides. It was incredibly sexy. Every man at the pool was watching her with disbelieving eyes!My erection was almost too much for me to take. I thought I was going to have to stroke myself to orgasm right there in the pool to avoid having my hard-on seen as I got up out of the water. But Keiko had other ideas for me.She motioned for me to come join her at her lounge chair. There's no way I was going to be able to hide myself! I swam over to the ladder and climbed up. As I looked down, the front of my bathing suit was completely tented out with my erect penis. Heart pounding, I walked casually over to Keiko's chair and sat down next to her. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that we had the attention of everyone at the pool, male and female.I put my knees up like Keiko had done. While I wasn't exposing near as much as Keiko was, my giant erection was still plainly visible."Isn't this incredible?", she whispered excitedly."You have the biggest hard-on. It's very sexy!""Keiko, that's the tiniest bathing suit I've ever seen! You have the most beautiful body. We can see everything! Every guy here want to make love with you.""Do you want to?""Oh, god, yes! You're the reason I have this big penis right now."Keiko laughed. "Isn't it partly because of the excitement and danger of what we're doing?""Well, maybe. But Keiko, I can see both of your breasts and I can see every part of your vagina.""I know, and it's making me very wet just thinking about it. Are you getting wet, too? I mean, is any fluid leaking from your penis?""I don't know. I can't tell, my suit is still too wet from the water.""Let's look," Keiko said, reaching over and lifting the waistband of my trunks, pulling them down slightly to expose the tip of my penis.No one could see what she was doing, but I think they could imagine. Keiko looked intently at my penis, then stroked the hole on the tip with her thumb. My penis pulsed and jerked up, releasing a few drops of milky fluid."There it comes," she said with great excitement."It's so sexy! Feel how wet I am."I reached over and put my fingers gently on the tiny cloth covering her vagina. It was damp and sticky with her fluids. Where her large vaginal lips were completely exposed, drips of her juices seemed to be flowing freely. My penis was throbbing like crazy. It jerked up and down several times as she continued to stroke the drops with her thumb."Mmmmm," she whispered. "I've never done this with a man before. I'm more excited than ever!"All of a sudden, Keiko let my elastic waistband snap back, almost catching my poor penis. She jumped up and said, "Let's go."Keiko untied both drawstring of her tops and with her back to the pool, let her top drop to the deck. She bent over reaching down to pick it up. Her breasts hung down, swaying gently. As she bent over, we were again treated to an almost unobstructed view of her vagina, except for that almost nonexistent patch of cloth covering her lips.But instead of putting her shirt back on and untying the side strings of her bikini bottom, Keiko pulled the loose end of the side strings on boths sides, and with her back still to the pool, spread her legs and let her bottom drop to the deck. Beautiful Keiko was now completely naked!She bent over and grabbed her shirt and dropped it over her head. But before it could fall all the way down, she turned around to face the pool. For just a fraction of a second we were treated to a front view of her hairless vagina!I was completely beside myself with erotic feelings. My penis was pulsing uncontrollably in my trunks. It wouldn't have taken much more than a couple of strokes and I would come immediately.Keiko smiled at me with delight. She knew the effect she'd had on everyone at the pool, including me. Keiko nodded her head, telling me that now it was my turn. I wondered what I could possibly do to even come close to Keiko's magnificent performance. And then it struck me!Keiko was watching me intently as I got up from my chair and walked over to her. I brushed my lips lightly on the side of her neck. I could hear her excited breathing. I stepped back from her a little then pulled my shorts down, exposing my naked penis to her and my naked backside to everyone at the pool. Leaning over, I picked up my towel, exposing the backs of my balls to the pool as I dried myself slowly. When I got to my erect penis I took it in one hand and moved it up and down as I dried all around it.Keiko's eyes were very wide with surprise. She had no idea what I was going to do next. I stroked my penis a few times like I was going to masturbate myself, but then grabbed my shirt and dropped it over my head. Like Keiko had done, just before my shirt dropped all the way down, I turned around to face the pool, giving everyone a millisecond's view of my erect penis.I heard a couple of the women gasp. When I turned around to look at Keiko, she had the biggest smile on her beautiful lips."Let's go," I said and started walking out.All eyes were on us as we walked to the gate. My penis was tenting my shirt and I made no attempt to hide myself. It bounced up and down as I moved. Keiko fell in step right behind me, her breasts also bouncing as she walked.We took the elevator back up to our floor. On the ride up Keiko looked at me with a wide grin."You did so good! I was very surprised to see you expose yourself so much. The whole pool could see your penis. And it was so big and hard, too!""I guess I got caught up in the moment. Did you like it, Keiko?""Oh, yes, it was very exciting. All the women who saw you wanted you.""I only want you to want me, Keiko."Keiko smiled and looked away as if in embarrassment."Let's walk back to your apartment fully naked, OK?"She didn't wait for me to answer and lifted her shirt up over her head as the elevator door opened. There was no one in the hall as I also took off my shirt and we walked to my apartment. It was dangerous and exciting to be fully exposed with the chance that someone might come along any second and see us!Keiko and I stayed naked once we got into my apartment. There was something I wanted to ask her."Keiko, your vagina is comepletly hairless, but I don't see any indication that you've shaved yourself.""All the women in my family have little pubic hair, maybe just a few small hairs. But for me, I have never had any hair so I don't need to shave it.""It's very sexy, Keiko. When you turned around and I saw your naked vagina for the first time, my penis jerked many times uncontrollably. I thought I would come right there.""I've seen your erect penis many times today, but watching you expose it down at the pool was a real turn-on. I've never done this with a man before and you are very exciting to be naked in public with.""Keiko, I have a giant erection and it's all because of you. I want to make love with you. You are so beautiful!""We cannot make love! Not only have I never been nude in public with a man before, I have never had sex with a man. In fact when I touched your penis at the pool, that was the first time I hav ever touched a man. I was so excited I could not control myself.""Didn't all our fun today make you want to have orgasm?""Oh, yes, but I usually rub myself to coming later in bed.""But making love is a much better way to have orgasm.""We cannot. I promised myself that the only man I would make love with would be the man I wanted to be the father of my babies.""So now what do we do? Keiko, I must come soon or I will explode!""I know what to do," she said. "You watch me rub myself to coming and I will watch you.""You mean at the same time?""No, one of us will go first, then the other.""If I can't come inside of you, then I guess that'll have to do. Ladies first!"We walked over to the sofa and sat down. Keiko put her knees up and spread her legs to reveal that delicious hairless mound. Her vaginal lips parted like the wings of a butterfly. She was dripping with moisture as she lightly slid her fingers on her wet lips.Keiko inserted a finger into her vaginal opening and rubbed the area surrounding her clitoris with her thumb. She squirmed on her own hand as she finally found her clitoris and began to apply pressure to it.Her juices were dripping abundantly, staining the towel that she had placed beneath her as she sat down. Her vagina made a squishing noise as she fingered and stroked herself towards climax.It was such a turn-on to watch her bring herself to orgasm. I wanted to play with myself, but I resisted. If it was such a turn-on to watch Keiko come, I didn't want to deny her the same full pleasure watching me.While one hand was busy with her vagina, the other was pinching her nipples. They had become like little rocks, tight and hard. As she neared orgasm, the nipple play became rougher and more intense. Her dark brown nipple color was becoming bright red as she pinched and pulled them between her fingers.Suddenly, Keiko's pelvic squirming became faster. She was moving her hips further up and down than before. I knew she was about to come when her face scrunched up in exquisite agony. Then she released herself to her pleasure.Keiko thrust her hips up off the sofa and pressed down with her hand. Her mouth opened and she cried, "Oh, god, oh, god, god...ooooooo...ohhhhh."Her juices were running quite freely as she continued to grind her vulva on her hand, and vice versa. Her breasts jiggled up and down and side to side as her body trembled with her pleasure.As her tremors slowed, she removed her hand from her vagina. It was all wet with her vaginal fluids and she rubbed it all over her stomach and breasts. Her vagina was still quaking from her orgasm. I could see it tighten and relax from the pulsing of her vaginal muscles. Then she did something I didn't expect.I was watching her beautiful, wet, post-orgasm vagina when suddenly a small squirt of liquid came out of her. I couldn't tell at first where it came from. Then another squirt came out and I could see that she was releasing small squirts of pee."I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I can't control myself," Keiko gasped."It's OK, beautiful Keiko. Let yourself go."Keiko seemed to relax, then laid back. I could see her vaginal muscles release their tension as a small stream of warm pee came out of her. It didn't seem to be enough to soak all the way through the towel.The look on her face was one of supreme contentment. She was a vision of beauty. Totally relaxed, with her juices spread all over her. She had given herself totally to her orgasm and had come in front of me, peeing, too. She trusted me that much!"That was so wonderful, Carlos! I've never come so much in my life. I'm sorry about peeing.""Don't be, Keiko. It was very sexy and exciting to see you come and pee, too."I could smell her juice and her pee, and it was turning me on so much. Keiko recovered enough to look at my swollen penis."Now it's your turn. I want to see you make yourself come. I've never seen a man come before."I leaned back a little and spread my legs like she had done only minutes before. It was dry feeling as I began to stroke myself, so I reached to Keiko's vagina and wet my hand. This surprised her and she let out a little yelp of surprise.I started stroking myself with her moisture. It felt wonderful and I knew I wasn't going to be able to last very long. I had had many exciting experiences today that had contributed to my aroused state and giant erection. But I tried my best to prolong it to give Keiko a good experience.I quit stroking and spread more of her moisture on my balls. Then I played with the head of my penis. Holding the shaft in one hand I spread open the hole on the tip with a finger. Small drops of milky moisture started to appear. Keiko watched with increased attention as I circled the head with my fingers. My penis was pulsing and jerking as I did it. This seemed to fascinate Keiko.I cupped my balls with one hand and went back to work on my shaft with the other. The feeling was intensifying and I knew I was about to come."Here it comes, Keiko.""Yes, make it come now. I want to see it."I leaned my head back as my penis made one final giant spasm. The head grew much larger and I heard Keiko gasp with pleasure at the sight. With a huge jerk, a long jet of hot sperm ejaculated out of my penis and flew across the sofa, landing on Keiko's stomach."Ooooo," she exclaimed excitedly.Before the second stream came out, Keiko placed her hands a few inches from the tip of my penis. She caught the next 2 streams in her hands, then spread them across her stomach where the first jet had landed. One more burst of come erupted from me and landed on her foot. She immediately massaged it into her skin.My penis was oozing its final drops as I let it go and laid back. It lay on my abdomen and began to grow soft as the last few pearls dripped from the tip."Watching you come was very exciting, Carlos," Keiko said."As it was watching you," I said. "You're very beautiful, Keiko. To see you laying there with our juices all over you is more beautiful than I can put into words. And when you peed, it was so wonderful. Keiko, I saw all your fluids come out of you!""I like the feel of your come on my skin. It was so exciting watching it come out and fly to me!"Keiko looked deep into my eyes. I thought I would die with pleasure at seeing her beautiful eyes looking at me that way."Pee for me. I want to see your pee like you saw mine."I have to admit I was a little surprised to hear her say this, but the thought intrigued me. I didn't know if I could pee so soon after coming."It might take me a couple of minutes. My penis is still swollen from coming."But almost right away I could feel the burning sensation that indicated my pee was about to flow. It started slowly at first, then picked up as a stream of pee came out of the hole on the tip of my penis. Keiko gasped in delight when she saw it and quickly pulled the towel out from beneath her and placed it to catch my urine. She held the towel underneath my balls, touching them gently. The way she had the towel angled, the head of my penis was pointing into it, with the tip still exposed so she could see the pee stream as it went into the towel.I didn't know I had so much in me. The stream just kept coming and coming. Keiko caught every drop in the towel. It was close to saturation when the last few drops dribbled out. She ran to the kitchen sink with the towel just in time to keep it from dripping on the floor.When Keiko reutrned, we just sat there, apart but looking at each other, admiring each other's bodies and the juices smeared all over us. It suddenly occurred to me that we had had all this excitement and seen each other's bodies in complete detail, but we had never kissed."Keiko," I said. "May I kiss you?"Keiko looked puzzled for a moment."Yes, please," she said.We both bent forward and our lips met without touching any other parts of our bodies. Her lips were moist and her mouth tasted like sweet candy as our lips opened and our tongues explored and pressed against each other."I have to go," she said when we at last released our kiss. "Tomorrow is a work day."I looked at the clock and was stunned to see that it was almost midnight!"Yeah, I have to go to sleep, too. But I don't want this day to end. It was so exciting, Keiko. Thank you for teaching me. Thank you for everything. When can we be together again?""When do you get home from work tomorrow?""I'll get home around 5:30.""Good, we can go to the store and get you something exciting to wear!""It sounds dangerous.""It'll be so much fun, you'll see!"Keiko got up and put her shirt on and headed for the door."We can have dinner at my apartment then go to the store. I have a particular store in mind. Just go ahead and come over when you get home."We kissed at the door before Keiko turned and walked down the hall to her apartment. Right before she turned the corner, Keiko lifted her shirt so I could see her hairless mound and perfect breasts one more time. I hadn't put my shirt on so she could see everything of mine as I stood there naked in the hall.I closed the door and went inside. I got into bed without washing myself. I wanted to feel our encrusted fluids all night.As I laid there waiting to fall asleep, I thought that tomorrow couldn't come soon enough. |
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