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		<description><![CDATA[        You walk into the house and it is dark.  This is not
unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked
especially late for a Friday night and it was now nearly ten
thirty when you unlocked your front door.
        You walked [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        You walk into the house and it is dark.  This is not<br />
unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked<br />
especially late for a Friday night and it was now nearly ten<br />
thirty when you unlocked your front door.<br />
        You walked into the foyer and as you reached for the<br />
light a hand grabs your and pulls you away from the light<br />
switch.  Suddenly another hand grabs for your free hand and<br />
pulls it back behind you and both hands are quickly secured<br />
behind you with the click of a pair of handcuffs.  <span id="more-56"></span>You<br />
attempt to spin around and see who it is behind you and just<br />
as you begin to turn a hood is quickly placed over your<br />
head.  The hood covers only to the tip of your nose.  You<br />
begin to say something and before the words escape your<br />
mouth a soft ball gag is pushed into your open mouth and<br />
pressed slightly behind your teeth.  You feel a leather<br />
strap fasten the ball gag firmly into your mouth and then<br />
feel fingers fumble with the strap behind your head.<br />
        You are pulled from the foyer out into the cool night<br />
air.  Then pushed and pulled to a waiting vehicle with<br />
engine running.  Once inside you can feel the size of this<br />
vehicle and realize it is a van of sorts, with carpeting on<br />
the floor.  You are pressed face down to the floor and the<br />
doors close with a resounding thud.<br />
        All sorts of thoughts race through your brain.  You can<br />
not figure out who these people are, you don&#8217;t even know if<br />
they are men or women.  You assume they are men, from the<br />
strength exhibited when they pulled your arms behind you and<br />
secured them.  You feel the motion of the vehicle now and<br />
the pressure of a knee forced into your back, holding you<br />
firmly down to the carpeted floor.<br />
        Suddenly you feel fingers pulling at your two and a<br />
half inch heels and your toes are suddenly free.  The<br />
fingers find their way up your legs, slowly moving towards<br />
your backside then in a quick motion the fingers find the<br />
tops of your panty hose and begin to pull at them<br />
feverishly.  With a few firm tugs they release their grip<br />
around your waist and you can feel them being pulled down<br />
slowly over your mounds of fleshy buttocks.  As they are<br />
pulled down you can feel your underpants being caught up in<br />
the panty hose and they too come down with the hose.  You<br />
feel the cool night air touch your now naked buttocks and<br />
you quiver with the fear of what is to happen.<br />
        You feel the fingers now grope the waist of your skirt<br />
and then you feel the release of the button on the side and<br />
the skirt is pulled down over your exposed buttocks and then<br />
finally over your feet.<br />
        You are now completely nude, to your unknown captures,<br />
from the waist down.  You try to fight but the knee presses<br />
harder into your back and holds you still.<br />
        The pressure of the knee in your back is lessened and<br />
you feel the fingers reach for your ankles.  Something is<br />
placed around each ankle.  You are not certain what it is,<br />
but it feels soft and yet stiff at the same time.  You hear<br />
the sound of metal touching metal and suddenly feel your<br />
ankles being clipped together with a chain.  You can only<br />
assumed that is the item used, for you still can not see.<br />
The chain is then attached to something in the van, for your<br />
legs are pulled out straight and close together.<br />
        Firmly the hands reach for your shoulders and roll you<br />
over onto your back.  You moan as they do from the pressure<br />
and pain forced onto your hands and arms from your own body<br />
weight.<br />
        Seated upright now, the person belonging to the hands<br />
moves behind you and releases one cuff from your handcuffs<br />
then pulls the cuffed wrist out and attaches it to something<br />
on the side of the van.  Slowly the fingers begin to undo<br />
the buttons on your blouse.  As they reach the bottom of the<br />
blouse the fingers slowly brush against the top of your<br />
pussy mound.  They press firmly on the mound but not into<br />
your pussy.  The blouse is pulled off the free arm and then<br />
the bra is unhooked and removed from the your free hand.<br />
Each time you have attempted to use your hand, the person<br />
taking your top off, slapped at your hand and pushed it to<br />
your side.  Finally after being slapped three times, very<br />
hard, you leave your arm to your side.<br />
        The same thing is now done to the other hand.  Undoing<br />
the cuff, securing the once free hand then removing your<br />
blouse completely from your body.  You now sit in the<br />
coolness of the van totally naked.  Your hands are cuffed<br />
again behind your back and your legs are are freed from<br />
whatever it the chain had been attached.  When you attempt<br />
to move, however, you realize they are still chained<br />
together by a chain about two and half feet in length.<br />
        By now your heart is racing.  You want to be free.  Yet<br />
you know, somehow, if you attempt to make a get away you<br />
will be caught and probably killed.  You are slightly panic<br />
stricken by all of this, yet have resolved yourself to<br />
tolerating it in the hope they will play with you, release<br />
you and have done with you.<br />
        The van stops.  You hear the sliding door open and you<br />
are pulled by your feet first to the edge of the door.  Your<br />
buttocks rubbing against the carpeting causing them to burn<br />
as you are pulled forward.  Your feet are guided to the<br />
ground and the cold, damp grass squeezes between your naked<br />
toes.  A hand reaches behind your shoulder and pulls you<br />
completely upright now and you stand, the night air makes<br />
your nude body shiver slightly.<br />
        Someone behind you pushes at you gently and you begin<br />
to walk slowly, finding the chain limitation quickly.  After<br />
walking several steps you are stopped and feel a hand reach<br />
down to your leg and lift it by the calf then place it on a<br />
step in front of you.  Slowly you ascend the stairs, only<br />
four steps, then you feel the firmness of a wooden planked<br />
porch beneath your feet.<br />
        You hear the door open and you are led inside.  Once<br />
inside you hear a lot of commotion of your captures moving<br />
about the house.  Then you are led into another room.<br />
        No one says anything to you.  You are stopped from<br />
walking further then you feel a firm hand on your shoulder,<br />
pressing you down.  You slowly, with the hand guiding you,<br />
kneel down.  Once in kneeling position you feel the firm<br />
hand press to the inside of your right thigh and begin to<br />
push your thigh open more and more.  When the hand achieves<br />
the position he wishes he reaches for your other leg and<br />
pushes at it from the inside thigh.<br />
        You can feel the air rush against your now spread open<br />
pussy.  The lips having parted with the spreading of your<br />
legs.  You are angry now, that you are being used in this<br />
manner.  You wish to yourself, that if they intend to fuck<br />
you, which you know they do, they would just do it and have<br />
done with it.<br />
        Slowly you feel fingers at your shoulders, rubbing<br />
gently towards your breasts.  As they reach your nipples<br />
they stop, not touching the nipples, but lightly fingering<br />
the breast all the way around the nipple.  Your head goes up<br />
and back at the sensation this causes your body.  A reaction<br />
you are angry with yourself for having but nonetheless have.<br />
        The fingers slowly caress your body down to the front<br />
of your well stretched vagina lips, again being sure not to<br />
touch the lips themselves.  Playing lightly around the<br />
entire area, causing a tingle to your sex and yet no<br />
satisfaction or gratification.<br />
        You can feel the excitement begin to cream the inner<br />
walls of your pussy.  You now wish your capture would touch<br />
you.  Slowly the fingers find their way back up to your<br />
breasts.  Kneading them and teasing them.  Finally they<br />
encase the nipples of each breast and slowly play with each<br />
nipple.  You can feel them react by becoming firm and hard.<br />
When they are firm and hard your capture pinches each one,<br />
alternating between the two, very hard.  Then with a firm<br />
grip, pinches and pulls the nipples out, distending each<br />
breast until you moan from the pain exerted to your tender<br />
flesh.<br />
        The fingers release the pained nipples now and rub<br />
gently at the entire breast.  Then slowly they make their<br />
way back down your front to your opened sex and you feel the<br />
fingers push in between the lips of your nether lips.  First<br />
one finger, then another finds its way into you and pushes<br />
in and out gently.  The fingers are then pulled out and<br />
slowly they are inched through your spread crack to your ass<br />
pucker.  You wiggle at the pressure exerted to your virgin<br />
hole.  As you wiggle, the other hand of your capture moves<br />
back to your nipples, and one at a time compresses his<br />
forefinger and thumb over each tip.  You stop all movement<br />
now, and when you do the pressure to your nipples stops.<br />
You have learned your first lesson.<br />
        The finger at your virgin hole is slowly pressed into<br />
you.  You moan and thrash your head about at the initial<br />
pain this causes.  Further and deeper the finger is pressed<br />
into you, until you can feel the knuckles of the hand<br />
pressing at the outside of your puckered hole.  Slowly the<br />
finger is pulled out and then pushed back into you.  Each<br />
time the speed and force is increased, until you feel the<br />
excitement caused by this action and your hips begin to<br />
wrench forward then back again.  As you feel the passion<br />
grow in your now wet pussy the hands touching you stop.<br />
Leaving you in total frustration.<br />
        You are left in this position, untouched for some time.<br />
Finally you feel someone behind you.  Slowly the hands find<br />
your shoulders and begin to rub you from behind.  The hands<br />
are obviously different, they are coarse and quite rough.<br />
They move slowly down your back to your buttocks then<br />
squeezes each cheek in each hand. The fingers pressing into<br />
your spread crack.  The hands are pulled away from you and<br />
you feel the person walk to the front of you.  You wait for<br />
&#8216;his&#8217; next move.  You have assumed it to be a him because of<br />
the roughness of the hands.  The fingers slowly circle your<br />
nipples.  They become erect and firm quickly at the touch.<br />
He slowly encases the nipples between his first and second<br />
finger and begins to squeeze the mounds of flesh and as he<br />
does he presses his fingers firmly around the nipples and<br />
pinches them hard.  As you moan from the pain and pleasure<br />
this brings you, he pulls his hands from your breasts, still<br />
keeping the nipples pressed firmly between his two sets of<br />
fingers and extends the breast outward.  He holds this<br />
pressure on your now tender nipples for a full thirty<br />
seconds or more, as he does, he compress the tits tighter<br />
and tighter, a scream escapes your mouth, but the gag makes<br />
it come out sounding like only a moan.  You feel as though<br />
your breasts are being pulled off and your nipples are being<br />
pinched in a vice.  Finally he releases both breasts and<br />
slowly his fingers move lightly over the tips.  Slowly he<br />
flicks the nipples back and forth then rubs them lightly.<br />
        His hands move down your body now to the top of your<br />
opened mound.  Slowly they twirl around through your pubic<br />
hair and then slide into your opened lips.  They probe and<br />
poke until they finally enter you.  Three fingers at once.<br />
They press in and out of you.  Involuntarily your hips rock<br />
back and forth.  Your nether lips, with a mind of their own,<br />
try to pull the fingers invading them, deeper and deeper<br />
into you.  As your rocking motion increases, it is obvious<br />
you are nearing climax the fingers are withdrawn and you<br />
again, are left without any touching.  You moan through your<br />
gag, pleading without words to be finished off.  But it does<br />
not happen.<br />
        You begin to move your knees closer together in the<br />
hopes to satisfy yourself by pressing your thigh tightly<br />
together.  As you press your legs closer, you suddenly feel<br />
a sharp sting to your still opened pussy.  The fingers slap<br />
in between the lips and catch your clit, causing you pain<br />
and yet an excitement you had never felt before rush through<br />
your wet pussy.  Again a resounding smack hits your tender,<br />
wanting pussy and you quickly spread your legs open wide<br />
again.<br />
        Slowly, methodically the fingers find your clit and<br />
begin to rub it harshly.  Faster and harder until you are<br />
rocking with the pleasure it brings, you are so near climax<br />
now you can hardly stand it.  But the fingers, as if knowing<br />
and sensing your level of excitement, are withdrawn again.<br />
        Your frustration is mounting now and you can feel tears<br />
coming down your cheeks under your hooded head.<br />
        Slowly you are pulled up from your kneeling position,<br />
after being left along for a good five minutes in your<br />
frustration.  Once on your feet, you are pulled by the elbow<br />
and begin to walk slowly in the direction you are led.<br />
Taking the first few steps carefully, for you are stiff from<br />
having knelt for so long.<br />
        You are led into another room and your hands are<br />
uncuffed.  You do not struggle now, you are not certain if<br />
it is because you know it will do no good, or if it is<br />
because you are enjoying the activities.  A leather cuff is<br />
wrapped around each wrist.  Your hands are then pulled in<br />
front of you and you feel them pushed together and hear a<br />
click.  You realize they are snapped together firmly now.<br />
        Next you feel them being pulled upwards, until they are<br />
extended over your head.  You hear another click and then<br />
feel your wrists straining within the straps around them as<br />
you are pulled upward toward the ceiling so only your toes<br />
touch the floor.<br />
        The hands now rub gently down your body until they<br />
reach your ankles and you hear a click and then another and<br />
feel the ankle straps being removed.  They are quickly<br />
replaced with another set of straps and you feel a bar<br />
between your feet being pressed open further and further,<br />
forcing your legs wide.<br />
        You can feel hands now on your back and also on your<br />
front.  Slowly they knead and tease your flesh.  When you<br />
attempt to wiggle you find you can not move hardly at all.<br />
Your legs, secured between the spreader bar have been also<br />
attached to, by a short chain, hooks in the floor.  All you<br />
can move is your hips and only those can be moved slightly.<br />
        The fingers probe and dig at your flesh.  Finally one<br />
set of hands finds your breasts and begins to rub and<br />
squeeze them, while the other set of fingers finds your<br />
opened pussy and begins to rub and press deep within you.<br />
Your clit getting more attention, causing you to thrash<br />
about as much as your bonds permit.  As you reach closer and<br />
closer to the edge the fingers at your breasts become more<br />
attentive to your nipples only and then begin to pinch them<br />
firmly and hard.  The pain careens through your body from<br />
the severe manner your tits are being used and much to your<br />
surprise the excitement finds your pussy and brings you even<br />
closer to the edge.  Just then all the action stops and you<br />
thrust forward in the hopes to find the fingers that were<br />
fucking you and have them satisfy your much needed desire.<br />
        You hear the door close suddenly and then silence<br />
encases your very body.  You are left hanging there in this<br />
room.  Your thoughts wander, you wonder if you are going to<br />
be left in this manner.  You wonder if they have finished<br />
with you or lost interest, though you can not quite believe<br />
this.  You think about the fact if you are found by the<br />
police or someone else you would be humiliated beyond belief<br />
and want to die.<br />
        The door finally swings open and creaks when it does.<br />
You hear movement near you then feel the hands tugging at<br />
your ankles.  Your feet are freed suddenly then you feel<br />
your body being lowered and your feet become firmly<br />
flattened to the floor.  You are pulled forward, your hands<br />
still clipped at the wrist and you step slightly forward.<br />
Your hands are now released and then you feel a strap being<br />
placed around your forearm and one around your upper arm.<br />
You are then forced to place your hands behind your back and<br />
the clicking sound is heard again, again and finally one<br />
last time.  When you attempt to move your hands you discover<br />
your arms are crossed behind your back and the wrist cuffs<br />
have been attached to the cuffs on your forearms.  A leather<br />
strap that crosses your back holds your upper arms back<br />
firmly.<br />
        You can envision the sight you must be.  Totally nude,<br />
dripping wet between your legs, your breasts forced outward<br />
from your arms being pulled behind you.<br />
        You are pushed from behind again and start to walk<br />
slowly forward, being guided by the firm hand at your back.<br />
You are led into a room where the floor is cold to your feet<br />
and the firm hand presses onto your shoulder and pushes you<br />
downward.  You knee, being helped by the hand at your<br />
shoulder.  You recognize the feel of the floor to be that of<br />
tile.  You can not figure out why you have been moved, but<br />
then you do not have any say in the matter anyway.<br />
        Slowly you are pushed forward from the back of the<br />
head, until you bend at the waist and your face touches the<br />
floor.  Your ass jetting into the air.  You are held firmly<br />
by one set of hands in this position.<br />
        You can feel someone behind you and with a start you<br />
lurch forward slightly when you feel fingers pressing in<br />
between your asscheeks.  The fingers find your puckered hole<br />
and you can feel them lubricate the outside, slowly,<br />
teasingly.  Finally one slides into your virgin ass and<br />
moves around in a circle, then the second one is forced into<br />
you.  You can feel the pain and thrust yourself forward<br />
trying to avoid the probing fingers.  As you do, a harsh,<br />
resounding slap comes down on your right ass cheek.  You<br />
thwart your own movement and wait.  The fingers move in and<br />
out of you slowly, then around inside you in a circle.  They<br />
are then pulled out and you can feel your puckered hole<br />
still slightly open from the pressure they caused.<br />
        You have no idea what is going on now.  You have never<br />
experienced anything like this before.  Up until now, your<br />
life has been fairly straight, simple sex, nothing unusual.<br />
More like a slam, bam, thank you ma&#8217;am type of activity.<br />
But now, with your eyes shielded from outside things, you<br />
feel everything and all things are heightened to your being.<br />
Your nerves feel as though they are on the edge all the<br />
time.  You are afraid and yet, at the same time, desire to<br />
be led down this path of frenzied passion.  Even the pain<br />
inflicted on you thus far has not bothered you that much,<br />
for it seems to enhance the pleasure you experience even<br />
more.<br />
        You can feel something firm pressing at your puckered<br />
hole now.  Slowly it is pushed into you.  You scream through<br />
your gagged mouth as it is forced deeper inside.  Ever so<br />
slowly it is pressed forward.  Finally, you feel as though<br />
you are filled to your neck and the pressure of the pushing<br />
stops.  Next you can feel the warm liquid slowly flushing<br />
into your bowel area.  You realize, at long last, that you<br />
are being given an enema.  You have not experienced this<br />
ever, but the flow of the warm water flushing into you makes<br />
you even more excited. You wish someone would touch your<br />
clit and your pussy.  But it does not happen.<br />
        The water fills you.  You can feel the pressure<br />
building within you and you feel your stomach becoming<br />
bloated from the water flowing into you.  When the sensation<br />
turns from a warm feeling within your bowel to pain you move<br />
about slowly.  This action brings another sound, harsh, slap<br />
to your left ass cheek.  Finally the water stops and the<br />
nozzle of the enema bag is pulled from you ever so slowly.<br />
This action is erotic to you and you can feel your pussy<br />
throbbing with eagerness to be satisfied.  The enema hose<br />
nozzle is quickly replaced by a thick plug, which is pressed<br />
firmly into your puckered hole.  You are held in this<br />
position for what seems to be forever.  The pressure is<br />
building within your bowel and the butt plug in your is<br />
causing you pain.  Your clit is pulsating from these<br />
sensations, inspite of or because of all of this.<br />
        After ten minutes you are pulled upward and then<br />
pressed down in a seated position.  You realize as soon as<br />
the hands begin to press you downward you are going to sit<br />
on the toilet and be permitted to relieve yourself.  You can<br />
feel the hand press between your spread legs and tug at the<br />
plug pushed into you.<br />
        When you have finished you are pulled up and with a<br />
simple movement you are lifted into the tub.  The water hits<br />
your body, first running cold and sending chills through<br />
you, then turning to warm.  You are washed down by two sets<br />
of hands, then lifted once again, stood outside the tub and<br />
you feel the towels drying you off, one in front and one<br />
behind.<br />
        You feel something being pressed to your right ear,<br />
through you hood, hear a click and then a voice.  &#8220;We shall<br />
remove your gag if you promise not to scream or talk.  If<br />
you promise shake your head up and down.  If you do scream<br />
or talk, the gag will be replaced and you will pay dearly<br />
for it.&#8221;  The gruff, raspy voice hissed through the tape<br />
recorder.  You quickly nod your head up and down in<br />
compliance.  You feel fingers at the back of your head and<br />
the pressure of the leather strap is released.  The fingers<br />
probe your mouth carefully and tug at the soft ball and pull<br />
it slowly from behind your teeth, over your lips and out.<br />
        You swallow quickly and hard.  Then a glass is pressed<br />
to your slightly parted lips and you open to receive the<br />
contents.  The cold water washes through your mouth down<br />
your dry throat, giving you some relief.<br />
        You are then pulled forward and you walk slowly as you<br />
are guided from the room.  Again your hands and arms are<br />
unhooked and reattached in front of you.  They are then<br />
pulled upward toward the ceiling and before you even realize<br />
it you are secured in the same manner as before receiving<br />
your first enema.<br />
        Another drink is offered you.  This time it tastes<br />
somewhat sour.  You recognize the taste quickly to be orange<br />
juice.  The entire glass is slowly emptied into your mouth.<br />
        Fingers begin to probe at your spread pussy again.  You<br />
moan as they find your clit and begin to slowly tease it<br />
until it is erect and firm.  Slowly the fingers slide into<br />
your canal and press deep into you.  You moan again and<br />
attempt to thrust your hips forward.<br />
        You feel something being pressed to your mouth.  You do<br />
not know what it is but when the fingers reach for your chin<br />
you open your mouth without further encouragement.  The item<br />
is pressed in and then a strap secures it in place behind<br />
your head.  It is shaped like a penis, small and rubber.<br />
        You are left hanging for several minutes now, without<br />
anyone touching you.  You do not know if your captures are<br />
even in the room or not, but you did not hear the door<br />
close, so you assume they are.  You suddenly feel a moisture<br />
on your pubic mound.  Then the fingers begin to massage over<br />
your mound slowly and carefully.  Finally you feel something<br />
pulling lightly at the hair and this is when you realize<br />
they are shaving your pussy clean of hair.  You want to<br />
scream, you could jerk away, but fear being cut by the razor<br />
if you do, so you stay perfectly still, hating, deep down<br />
what they are doing to you.  Finally you feel a warm cloth<br />
rub over your pubic mound then fingers soaked with oil<br />
rubbing gently over your now very sensitive pussy.  Slowly<br />
they work the oil into the freshly shaved area. Every so<br />
often the fingers press down between the spread open lips<br />
and tease at your erect clit, then back up to pet the oil<br />
into your shaved pussy.<br />
        You have seen women with a shaved pussy before.  You<br />
thought they looked like little girls and knew you would<br />
never do this to yourself.  It is embarrassing to be a full<br />
grown woman of twenty eight and have your pussy look like<br />
that of a child of ten or so.  You figured women did this<br />
only to try to recapture their youth, not realizing the<br />
sexual pleasure it could bring.  You still have not realized<br />
the sexual pleasure it could bring, but before this long,<br />
holiday weekend is over you shall.<br />
        You feel fingers reaching up and playing with your<br />
nipples.  Quickly they react and become hard to the<br />
touching.  While the fingers play with the right nipple, the<br />
other hand squeezes your breast from the base and forces the<br />
nipple to protrude even more.  Suddenly a pinching is felt<br />
on the nipple and you moan a scream through the gag in your<br />
mouth.  The hands pull away but the pinching continues.  The<br />
left breast and nipple are played with in the same manner<br />
and then the pinching starts to it also.  The pinching is<br />
not severe, even less severe than the pinching from your<br />
captures fingers, but it is constant and does hurt some.<br />
The hands pull away from you and your nipples continue to<br />
pinch, causing you even more excitement in your nether<br />
region.  The pressure is unbelievable to you, for you never<br />
knew you could become so stimulated from your nipples being<br />
pinched firmly and constantly.<br />
        Next a wide belt is placed around your waist.  You can<br />
feel, what you can only describe as a tail hanging from the<br />
back of it, swinging into your asscheeks as it is let loose<br />
by your captures hands.  The belt is tightened around your<br />
waist, not too tight but firmly so it has no movement.<br />
        Fingers begin to probe your freshly shaved pussy.  The<br />
touch, at first, sends waves of stimulation through your<br />
body.  Slowly they rub over your clit then into your<br />
dripping hole.  They are quickly replaced by a thick, but<br />
short inflexible cock.  You recognize the feel immediately<br />
as a dildo with knobs all over it.  It is pressed into you<br />
slowly then pulled out then back in and out again.  Finally<br />
after three more strokes it is pulled out completely.  You<br />
thrust your body forward to try to capture it with your<br />
pussy lips and hold it within you but thrash against the<br />
empty air.<br />
        You feel the thick short cock being pressed into your<br />
ass pucker now.  You tighten your body as it presses into<br />
the outside of the virgin hole.  A series of harsh slaps<br />
come to your freshly shaved pussy lips.  You attempt to<br />
relax, and as you do, the spanking to your pussy stops.  The<br />
dildo is slowly, but firmly pressed into your ass.  It feels<br />
so big inside you, you feel as though it is ripping your<br />
apart.  After the first initial pain subsides, you then just<br />
feel full within your ass.<br />
        Fingers play with your pinching nipples to heighten the<br />
sensation of them.  The pain you felt now streaks through<br />
them again, as the fingers draw attention to them.<br />
        You feel another firm, long hard cock being pressed<br />
into your spread open pussy.  Slowly it is teased in and out<br />
of you and finally you explode with your first orgasm.  Your<br />
body shaking uncontrollably from the tremor of the orgasm.<br />
Again the cock is thrust deep within you.  You can feel the<br />
two artificial cocks touching each other through your thin<br />
wall.  Once it is pressed deep within you it is left and no<br />
further action is taken with it.<br />
        You feel full and stuffed in each hole now.  You are<br />
still excited and can feel the building of another orgasm<br />
flowing through your body.<br />
        A finger reaches out and begins to massage the tip of<br />
your clit.  It rubs the head thoroughly then around the<br />
outside then pulls away.  Suddenly you can feel the heat<br />
spreading from your clit, as the cream that your capture<br />
just rubbed there gets warmer and warmer.  You moan from the<br />
impact this has on your body and you feel a second orgasm<br />
rush through your body.<br />
        Then you feel the hands press between your legs again<br />
and you hear and feel the hum of the vibrating dildo pressed<br />
into your pussy.  Another set of hands pushes the dildo in<br />
your ass in deeper and the vibration begins from it also.<br />
The leather strap that had hit your buttocks now is pressed<br />
between your legs and forces both hard cocks deeper into you<br />
and is fastened to the front of the belt around your waist.<br />
        You move from one orgasm to another, stimulated by the<br />
artificial, vibrating cocks within you and the heat cream on<br />
your clit.  Fingers flick at your pinched tits and this<br />
sends you into a wave of orgasms.  Your body is dripping wet<br />
from the perspiration.  You hear the door open and close and<br />
you are left hanging there brought from one orgasm to<br />
another to another.<br />
        After a very long time to you, but in reality only<br />
about an hour, you hear the door open again and feel the<br />
strap being undone from the waist belt.  Slowly it is thread<br />
back between your legs and then the dildo in your pussy is<br />
turned off then the one in your ass.  You are unhooked and<br />
your arms are secured behind you once again and led slowly<br />
from the room.  The dildos still seated deep within you.<br />
        You are so tired from the orgasmic pleasures you can<br />
hardly walk.  Suddenly you are lifted into someone&#8217;s arm and<br />
carried.  You are placed on a bed on your back.  Your hands<br />
are unhooked then hooked to the head of the bed.  Slowly the<br />
dildos are pulled from you.  You suddenly feel empty and<br />
open.  Your feet are pulled wide apart and attached to the<br />
foot of the bed.  You suddenly feel someone between your<br />
legs and slowly you can feel a cock being pressed into your<br />
well used pussy.  Slowly the cock pumps in and out of you,<br />
until finally as you are about to erupt with another orgasm,<br />
you feel the cock swell and the hot cream fills you.<br />
        After a few more hard, fast strokes inside you the limp<br />
member is pulled out and the capture moves over your leg and<br />
lays on the bed on your right side.  You think it is over,<br />
but suddenly you feel the presence of your other capture<br />
between your legs.  His cock is thick and hurts when he<br />
pushes into you.  He slams it in and out of you, as though<br />
he was in a big hurry to achieve his goal.  Faster and hard,<br />
deeper and deeper, then you feel yourself tighten around the<br />
cock and another orgasm flushes through your body.  He<br />
continues to beat his cock in and out of you for several<br />
minutes more, bringing you to yet another orgasm, then you<br />
feel his hot cream shot into you.  As it does, he thrusts<br />
even hard and deeper into you, until his member is limp.<br />
Finally he withdraws and rolls over to your left side and<br />
lays on the bed.  A hand reaches to your nipples and the<br />
pinching devices are removed.  You all sleep soundly, you<br />
especially, for it is the first time you have ever been so<br />
filled and fulfilled sexually.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[    Some girls grow up wanting to be Vivian Leigh in &#8220;Gone With
The Wind,&#8221; gliding down an opulant staircase in an exquisite
evening gown. My fantasy aspirations came from a different era of
film. I wanted to be Samantha Eggar in &#8220;The Collector,&#8221; squirming
helplessly against my ropes with my captor is out of the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>    Some girls grow up wanting to be Vivian Leigh in &#8220;Gone With<br />
The Wind,&#8221; gliding down an opulant staircase in an exquisite<br />
evening gown. My fantasy aspirations came from a different era of<br />
film. I wanted to be Samantha Eggar in &#8220;The Collector,&#8221; squirming<br />
helplessly against my ropes with my captor is out of the room,<br />
loving and dreading the thought of what he would do when he<br />
returned.<br />
    That wasn&#8217;t my only fantasy, of course, but it was a powerful<br />
one. I took a lot of pleasure from it laying in bed alone, rubbing<br />
myself against the pillow between my legs, wishing for someone who<br />
could push me to new and higher levers of sexual feeling.<br />
    But I had absorbed just enough feminist philosphy from my<br />
mother to feel guilty about such thoughts. I also had just enough<br />
self-protective distrust of men to keep me from asking any of my<br />
early sexual partners to oblige. So I went off to college with my<br />
submissive feelings still unfocused, compartmented away from my<br />
&#8220;real&#8221; life. They probably would have stayed there but for<br />
Colleen.<span id="more-43"></span><br />
    Colleen was my senior roommate my only year at State: a dark-<br />
haired athletic girl who looked like she might have been a swimmer<br />
or a lacrosse player. Instead, she was a quiet sociology major and<br />
the photographer for the campus&#8217; alternative newspaper. The other<br />
girls told ugly jokes about her, including cruel and hateful tales<br />
of why four roomates had moved out on her in the last year.<br />
    I laughed politely, but secretly I hoped the gossip was true.<br />
I found out on the last night of Indian sumemr. With no air-<br />
conditioning in the dorm, the room was warm and I was hot. I<br />
wanted to slip my hand between my legs and enjoy the world&#8217;s best<br />
sleeping pill&#8211;but Colleen was awake, too, and to judge from her<br />
breathing and the rustling of the sheets, as restless as I.<br />
    After nearly an hour of mutual sleeplessness, she got up and<br />
opened a drawer at her dresser. I thought she would head down the<br />
hall to the bathroom, giving me time to &#8220;scratch&#8221; my itch. But<br />
instead she came and stood at the side of my bed.<br />
    &#8220;I&#8217;m going to massage you a little so you can relax,&#8221; she said<br />
in her gentle voice. Without waiting for my reaction, she took my<br />
foot and began to rub it skillfully, releasing tension I hadn&#8217;t<br />
realized was there. Her hands were cool and soothing on my hot<br />
skin. She worked her way slowly up my leg, kneading my calf in her<br />
firm fingers, then the back of my thigh. I did nothing and said<br />
nothing, just laid there and wondered how far she&#8211;this&#8211;would go.<br />
    Presently she moved to the other leg, beginning again at the<br />
foot and carrying her knowing touch up towards the softest and<br />
hottest spot, at the apex of my thighs. Her touch had inflamed my<br />
already heated pussy, and I was certain she could smell my musk.<br />
    If so, she gave no sign. Skipping my bottom and hips, her<br />
hands began to work the knots in my shoulders and back. My<br />
sleeping shirt made that difficult. When she modestly pushed it up<br />
to my armpits, I took over and removed it completely. In case that<br />
hadn&#8217;t been a clear enough message, I told her &#8220;Don&#8217;t stop. That<br />
feels wonderful.&#8221; The tremulous eagerness in my voice was real.<br />
    She stopped for a moment. &#8220;It can feel even better.&#8221;<br />
    &#8220;Show me,&#8221; I whispered.<br />
    &#8220;Turn on your back,&#8221; was her command.<br />
    I did, spreading my legs slightly. I lay nude before her<br />
except for my skimpy and well-soaked panties. She spread my legs<br />
still farther, then turned her attention again to my feet and<br />
ankles. But there was something different this time &#8212; something<br />
other than her fingers encircling my ankle. She tried to be both<br />
quick and casual, afriad I would realize what she was doing and<br />
stop her. I knew what she was doing. I wanted her to do it. I<br />
wanted my legs tied open to the bedposts. It was a fantasy coming<br />
to life.<br />
    When she was finished, she sat on the bed beside me and looked<br />
deep into my eyes. She saw there what she wanted to &#8212; my<br />
willingness, my desire. She bent forward to my breast and took a<br />
nipple in her mouth. The sensation was electric. My nipple grew<br />
hard under her tongue andlips. I moaned.<br />
    &#8220;Tie my hands, too,&#8221; I whispered.<br />
    She sat me up and tied my hands behind my back with a third<br />
pair of nylons, then pushed me back down. My weight on my arms<br />
made me feel suddenly powerless, and a surge of sexual feeling<br />
charged through me.<br />
    Climbing on the bed at last, Colleen knelt by my head. &#8220;You&#8217;re<br />
so pretty,&#8221; she said, stripping off her nightie and throwing it<br />
aside. The light from the windows illuminated her small oval<br />
breasts and flat stomach. I took her heady female scent deep into<br />
my nostrils.<br />
    &#8220;Please,&#8221; I urged.<br />
    She reached out and caressed my breasts, toying with the erect<br />
nipples. When she bent over to suck them, her own dangled above my<br />
mouth, and I strained upward, eager to give back what she was<br />
giving to me. But she kept her back arched and her breasts out of<br />
reach, and the frustration I felt only fired my own passion.<br />
    &#8220;Please,&#8221; I said, more urgently.<br />
    Colleen crawled on all fours toward the foot of the bed,<br />
bringing my head between her thighs. Sitting up, she stroked my<br />
belly and breasts with one hand. With the other, she at last<br />
sought out my pussy, caressing my slit through the slick cloth of<br />
my panties. I gasped and squirmed upward, thrusting my hips in a<br />
quest for the touch that would release what she had built up<br />
inside me.<br />
    But she took her hand away, and reached instead for her own<br />
love slit, just a few inches above my face, Stroking herself, so<br />
near to me, my senses overwhelmed and my body on edge, she<br />
tortured me by giving herself what I so badly wanted. There was<br />
nothing I could do but watch and listen and drink her in.<br />
    Colleen stopped short of her own orgasm and looked down at me.<br />
&#8220;Fight against the ropes &#8212; it&#8217;s better that way,&#8221; she said, then<br />
leaned forward and pulled the cloth of my panties aside. Her<br />
tongue found my clitoris.<br />
    Her instructions were superfluous. If I could have closed my<br />
legs or pushed her away I would have. The sensations were too<br />
intense to bear. But all I could do was jerk and twist helplessly<br />
at the bonds that held me, every muscle now rigid. She moved her<br />
tongue in hard, fast circles, her pace finally matching the<br />
urgency of my need. Without warning, she plunged three fingers<br />
into my ready vagina, stretching me so as to intensify still more<br />
the sensations her tongue was creating.<br />
    I arched my back and pushed myself up at her, and this time<br />
she didn&#8217;t pull away. I was moaning meaningless grunts and noises,<br />
and only the knots restrained my frantic movements. Finally she<br />
reached under me and drive a well-lubricated finger deep into my<br />
ass. AS she did, she sucked my clitoris like it was a nipple. I<br />
came, the muscles of my vagina and sphincter squeezing tight on<br />
her fingers. She slowed her tongue work but did not stop, and<br />
another wave of killing pleasure coursed through me, less intense<br />
but more delicious than the first.<br />
    I had never cried out when having an orgasm before, but I did<br />
then, so loudly that Colleen stopped and, laughing, shushed me.<br />
Undoing the knots, she turned and lay beside me.<br />
    &#8220;How did you know I would like it?&#8221; I whispered as she cuddled<br />
me.<br />
    She answered, &#8220;Because I do,&#8221; and kissed me deeply before we<br />
slept.<br />
                                #<br />
    Colleen and I played our games all year, moving into our own<br />
apartment at semester break for more privacy and freedom. She<br />
continued to take more interest in tease-torturing me than in her<br />
own pleasure, enjoying the sense of power that went with reducing<br />
me to squirming and screaming. I came to crave the total loss of<br />
control she forced on me, and encouraged her to push me even<br />
farther. She was only too happy to oblige.<br />
    At the end of the year, Collen got her degree and headed west<br />
for grad school. I dropped out &#8212; it&#8217;s hard to study when your<br />
wrists are bound behind your back to your ankles.<br />
    In the next few years, I took right lovers, five male and<br />
three female; moved five times to four different cities and towns;<br />
and held six jobs (counting only those I stayed in a week or<br />
more). If it seems that there was something missing from my life<br />
in this stretch, it&#8217;s because there was.<br />
    I had discovered X-rated movies and a new idol: Terri Hall in<br />
&#8220;The Story of Joanna,&#8221; forced to experience and ultimately enjoy a<br />
bizarre sexual slavery. My fantasies of submission took a rougher<br />
turn, and I even bought a riding crop in the hope that someone<br />
would use it on my bottom. I brought it out one day when Linda was<br />
visiting, and that ended that relationship. I suggested it one<br />
night to Tom, who loved the idea but was too timid to actually<br />
land a blow.<br />
    So I was left with masturbation and fantasy &#8212; until I<br />
discovered the bondage contact magazines, and through them an<br />
entire sexual underground. On the cover of the first such magazine<br />
I saw, a striking bare-breasted woman in black corsolette and high<br />
heels stared out at me as if she knew my secrets. She dangled a<br />
pair of handcuffs from one finger as if inviting me to offer my<br />
wrists.<br />
    I opened the magazine and skimmed its pages. There were dozens<br />
of delicious sights among the advertisers&#8217; photos: a young girl<br />
about my age bend back over a chair, breasts thrust out for who<br />
knew what treatment. A shapely older woman wearing black gloves<br />
and nylons displayed her whip-marked ass. It was a whole new<br />
world, strange and exciting. Unzipping my jeans, I slipped my<br />
fingers inside my already damp panties, and began to stroke my<br />
clit slowly as I read the ads and stared at the women.<br />
    In time, out of what can only be termed erotic desperation, I<br />
wrote my own ad. I asked for a woman in hope of recapturing what<br />
I&#8217;d enjoyed with Colleen. I asked for a couple in the hopes of<br />
being carried further by her knowing touch and his reckless<br />
strength.<br />
    Seeing the ad was a disturbing experience in itself. Above it<br />
appeared my photo: standing in a forest, wearing nothing but a<br />
choker, sandals, and a tan. The white bathing suit marks set off<br />
my breasts and the triangle of my pubic hair.<br />
    I started to wonder about who else was looking at the photo,<br />
that very minute, and what they were thinking. A shiver ran<br />
through me &#8212; a shiver of fear and anticipation. What old friend<br />
or lover might see it and wonder at the Katherine they never knew?<br />
And what new friends were even then stirred by my picture and<br />
sitting down to write me?<br />
    My mind&#8217;s eye filled with images from all my fantasies of<br />
being bound and submissive, and I ran my slick fingertips in<br />
faster and faster circles over my swollen clit. I sropped the<br />
magazine to the floor as the sexual energy spread in waves<br />
throughout my body, heat radiating from my flushed skin, my breath<br />
fast and shallow. As the sensations rose to a familiar peak, I<br />
reached under my blouse and squeezed the swollen nipple of my<br />
right breast. Gasping, my body squirming against imaginary bonds,<br />
I exploded in orgasm.<br />
    Closing my eyes, I savored the fading warmth, and thought<br />
again of the nameless strangers looking at my body. They knew what<br />
I was offering. The only question was, did I?<br />
    Letters started arriving within a few weeks, forwarded in big<br />
brown envelopes by the publisher. Most were from single men. Many<br />
sent pictures of themselves or their slaves. I read them all,<br />
acknowledged most with regrets, corresponded with a few of the<br />
more intriguing. The stories of their exotic experiences and their<br />
plans for me recharged my fantasy machine and made for several<br />
weeks of thoroughly satisfying masturbation.<br />
    But my real interest was in the rarer letters from women or<br />
couples. I wrote excitied answered which brought phone numbers,<br />
and offers to meet, even offers of plane tickets. Though I found<br />
myself deferring or declining the offers, it was a tremendous<br />
relief to no longer feel alone.<br />
    In time I realized that the only thing keeping me from the<br />
sexual slavery I craved was my own fear, and that fear would never<br />
go away until I took a chance. So one night, when my craving was<br />
strong, I looked through my letters for one from Karen and Jim, a<br />
professional couple in their thirties who lived in Illinois.<br />
    Their intelligence had reassured me, and their imagination had<br />
inflamed me. They disdained theatrical titles such as Mistress and<br />
Master, and spoke of making me a spirited, willful captive rather<br />
than a broken, submissive slave. Before I could change my mind, I<br />
called them.<br />
    &#8220;This is Katherine,&#8221; I said.<br />
    &#8220;Well, Katherine &#8212; are you ready to become our captive?&#8221;<br />
Karen asked without preamble.<br />
    I said yes.<br />
    &#8220;You know that you&#8217;ll be punished for taking so long to answer<br />
our letter.&#8221;<br />
    I said yes again.<br />
    &#8220;You realize that both of us will use and abuse you as we<br />
wish, and there won&#8217;t be a thing you&#8217;ll be able to do about it.&#8221;<br />
    &#8220;That&#8217;s what I&#8217;ve been wanting now for four years,&#8221; I told<br />
her.<br />
    &#8220;We&#8217;ll come to your home for our first encounter,&#8221; she said.<br />
&#8220;Expect us Friday night. Be freshly bathed and wearing a nightie.<br />
Unlock your door at eight. Do you understand?&#8221;<br />
    I said I did, and she hung up. Friday was six days away.<br />
                                #<br />
    They were late. I had waited on the couch, erading a favorite<br />
bondage novel, and my anticipation was turning to disappointment<br />
when Karen entered the house. Eagerly, I stood up to greet her. A<br />
few moments later she had taken me to the floor, handcuffed my<br />
wrists and ankles, and filled my mouth with a penis-shaped gag.<br />
    &#8220;Little girls shouldn&#8217;t leave their doors unlocked,&#8221; she said,<br />
picking up the book I;d been reading and clucking over its lurid<br />
cover. Then Jim arrived, carrying two suitcases. He locked the<br />
door behind him.<br />
    Karen went off to look the house over, and Jim came to crouch<br />
beside me. &#8220;You&#8217;re a very beautiful woman, and we hope we can give<br />
yu wahat you need,&#8221; he said softly. He pressed a small rubber ball<br />
into my right hand. &#8220;If any time tonight you want us to stop or<br />
slow down, just drop the ball, and we&#8217;ll do so immediately. We&#8217;re<br />
going to make you feel very sepcial &#8212; but only so long as you&#8217;re<br />
willing. Understand?&#8221;<br />
    I nodded, eyes wide with new emotions. If he had felt between<br />
my legs he would have seen that there was no question about my<br />
willingness.<br />
    &#8220;Basement,&#8221; karen said, returning. Seemingly without effort,<br />
Jim hoisted me to his shoulder and carried me down the stairs.<br />
Karen follwoed with the larger of the two suitcases. While Jim<br />
installed three big hooks in the bare rafters, Karen sat beside me<br />
and talked.<br />
    &#8220;Do you know why we&#8217;ve taken you captive?&#8221; she asked.<br />
    The right answer was no, and I shook my head.<br />
    &#8220;Because we like to take pretty little things like you and<br />
make them do all the delicious dirty things they&#8217;re too proper to<br />
do by themselves. We like to make them lick pussies and suck<br />
cocks. We like to play with their tits and pussies and make them<br />
beg for more. WE like to fuck their little cunts and assholes with<br />
dildos. We like to whip their little bottoms until they&#8217;re all hot<br />
and red. That&#8217;s why we took you captive. That&#8217;s what we&#8217;re going<br />
to do to you.&#8221;<br />
    She found my nipple through my nightgown and pinched it<br />
between her fingernails. &#8220;And you&#8217;re going to like it, too, before<br />
we&#8217;re done.&#8221; She kept up the pressure, and I squrimed and moaned<br />
into my gag. But I kept the ball firmly in my hand.<br />
    They worked as a team, to keep me off balance and in sexual<br />
anguish. Unlike Colleen, they were careful to take their own<br />
pleasure. I was bound kneeling over an ottoman, my ankles tied to<br />
my thighs, my arms bound behind my back. Ken used them as a handle<br />
as he moved behind me and drove his hard cock into me. His<br />
strength and maleness overwhelmed me. I had never been taken so<br />
savagely or so satisfyingly by a man before.<br />
    When he pumped his load deep up inside me, Karen presented her<br />
pussy at my mouth. I licked her eagerly. She stopped me before she<br />
came, and Ken brought her a two-headed dildo like I&#8217;d seen once in<br />
a German porno magazine.<br />
    Taking Ken&#8217;s place behind me, she slid the ribber cock into my<br />
unprotesting cunt, rotating her hips in a way that made me frantic<br />
with lust. Then she pulled out, and before I knew what she was<br />
doing, she pushed it deep inside my ass. Lubricated by Ken&#8217;s<br />
fluids and my own, the intruder stretched me and possessed me.<br />
Colleen drove herself against me with short bucking strokes until<br />
she orgasmed.<br />
    A blindfold suddenly covered my eyes, and then I felt hands<br />
untying the soft cotton cord that held my limbs. They tied ,e pm<br />
tiptoes, hands stretched overhead. Four hands roamed my body: two<br />
soft and knowing, two calloused and strong. The gag was removed,<br />
and lips found mine &#8212; woman&#8217;s lips. Karen kissed me tenderly,<br />
passionately. &#8220;I want to come,&#8221; I said when she pulled away.<br />
    &#8220;You will,&#8221; she said, and kissed me again. I suddenly realized<br />
that Ken had moved away. Karen held me, turned me. I felt<br />
something hard between my thighs, sliding up and down between the<br />
swollen lips of my pussy. My clit welcomed the stimulation. Just a<br />
little more &#8211;<br />
    Then it was gone, even as I realized what it was: the handle<br />
of a whip. A moment later I jumped as what felt like a dozen bees<br />
stung my buttocks. A moment later fire exploded across my back. I<br />
was being whipped, for the first time after a thousand imaginings.<br />
    Karen kissed me hungrily, one hand roaming my breasts, the<br />
other working skillfully between my legs, as Ken brough the whip<br />
down on my exposed skin. I moaned into her kisses, pressed against<br />
her soft skin. I danced to both her touch andt he whip&#8217;s, the ball<br />
clenched firmly in my hand. I could have made them stop. I didn&#8217;t<br />
want to.<br />
    When the orgasm came, my entire body blazed. For a long<br />
moment, I hung weakly from my wrists, panting, my eyes clenched<br />
shut behind the blindfold. Then as the unmatched and indescribable<br />
moment passed, I let the ball drop at last.<br />
    Afterwards they both held me. They didn&#8217;t need to ask how it<br />
had been for me. We all knew it had been sepcial.<br />
    &#8220;You&#8217;re a very sweet slave, Katherine,&#8221; said Karen after a<br />
time, cradling my head against her breasts. &#8220;We&#8217;d like you to come<br />
and live with us. But this isn&#8217;t the time to decide.&#8221; In the<br />
morning they went back to Illinois, even though I begged them to<br />
stay. But they left a plane ticket and a black leather collar on<br />
the bed for me to use when I&#8217;m ready.<br />
    I think I&#8217;ll be ready soon.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[        The room was bathed in fanned rays of yellow light, the glare of the
streetlight outside the window only partially shuttered out by the Venetian
blinds. It wasn&#8217;t a terribly cluttered or fancy room; bunk bed at one end,
desk at the other, two closets and chests of drawers, mirror, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        The room was bathed in fanned rays of yellow light, the glare of the<br />
streetlight outside the window only partially shuttered out by the Venetian<br />
blinds. It wasn&#8217;t a terribly cluttered or fancy room; bunk bed at one end,<br />
desk at the other, two closets and chests of drawers, mirror, and bookshelves.<br />
The walls were grey cinderblock, and the floor was institutional brown tile, a<br />
choice of a practical rather than esthetic nature. But that wasn&#8217;t to say that<br />
the room had no character; far from it. It wasn&#8217;t easy for a lowly teenager to<br />
make a dent in the Establishment&#8217;s effort to create anonymous conformity, but<br />
it could be done. The center of the floor was covered by a huge Persian rug,<br />
and the walls were adorned with Roger Dean landscapes: here an ethereal stone<br />
staircase over a cloudy sky, there a desert island floating in the clouds, and<br />
over there a huge mesa, a lake at its top, sheeting down water on all sides.<br />
And there weren&#8217;t many other rooms in the building that would have had<br />
furniture like that next to the desk: a keyboard stand with a small<br />
synthesizer, a pair of boxy guitar amps, a beautiful old Les Paul on a stand,<br />
and a hideously-customized old Rickenbacker bass beside it, a sort of<br />
&#8220;American Gothic&#8221; with guitars instead of the old farmer and his wife.<span id="more-38"></span><br />
        The bunk bed was occupied, top and bottom, and gentle breathing could<br />
be heard from both of the beds. Up top, two bodies were intertwined under the<br />
thick blanket, sleeping the sleep of the beloved. Down below, a single body<br />
was stretched out and gently snoring, head thrown back on the thick pillow,<br />
arms and legs akimbo. Suddenly, a tiny rustling motion came from beneath the<br />
blanket on the lower bunk. A small, moving lump appeared under the blanket,<br />
slowly and laboriously moving across to the edge of the bed. At the edge, it<br />
hesitated, trembling, then cautiously nosed out from under the covers.<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis was going exploring.<br />
        It looked to the left and right, carefully sniffing the air for<br />
anything out of the ordinary and listening for any strange sound that might<br />
mean trouble. Satisfied at last, it gathered itself carefully, and jumped<br />
lightly down onto the carpet, glans first. It was an undignified way to land,<br />
that was for certain, but it knew from experience that it was a hell of a lot<br />
nicer than landing on its balls. It scrambled upright and immediately scurried<br />
to the protection of the bass on its stand, in case someone might see it. It<br />
paused for a minute or two, waiting anxiously for that fatal gasp or scream in<br />
the darkness. None came.<br />
        Relieved, the Bandit&#8217;s penis began to explore its surroundings in<br />
somewhat greater comfort. It paused to lovingly stroke the bottom of the bass<br />
with its head, luxuriating in the feel of the cool, smooth lacquered wood<br />
against its skin. God, it loved that instrument! It always wished that the<br />
Bandit would play it naked one of these days, so it could feel the bass&#8217;s body<br />
resonating against it without the Bandit&#8217;s thrice-damned pants in the way. The<br />
insistent throb of the deep, powerful notes was so erotic, and there it was,<br />
stuffed into a pair of BVDs while the Bandit got to have all the fun!<br />
Sometimes life just wasn&#8217;t fair.<br />
        The Les Paul was nearby, gleaming black in the night. The Bandit&#8217;s<br />
penis gazed up at it a bit fearfully, and wondered if Zero&#8217;s penis felt the<br />
same way about the guitar that it did about the bass. It would have to ask,<br />
someday, but frankly it doubted if it had the courage to put forth the<br />
question. The Bandit&#8217;s penis was terrified of Zero&#8217;s. So was every other penis<br />
in the building. Or anywhere else on the campus, for that matter. The Bandit&#8217;s<br />
penis shivered at the thought of meeting it out here in the dark&#8230;.<br />
        The penis looked up at the synthesizer, and wondered at the flat black<br />
metal of its base. It was a strange one, that box. It shrieked, moaned, wailed<br />
and thundered. A lot like Diva when she was coming, actually. The Bandit&#8217;s<br />
penis chuckled at that one; Diva made him laugh more often than not.<br />
        Diva. The Bandit&#8217;s penis turned around and squinted up through the dim<br />
light at the upper bunk. There, perilously near the edge, was a blanketed<br />
back, wide and gently curved, and a generous pair of buttocks clearly outlined<br />
beneath the fabric. Zero was a lucky guy, that was for sure. She was smart,<br />
talented, friendly&#8230;well, to most people. The Bandit&#8217;s penis shrank a bit as<br />
she thought of the looks Diva gave the Bandit. Why doesn&#8217;t she like him, it<br />
wondered. He sure likes her well enough. Hmm, maybe that&#8217;s the problem. Well,<br />
it&#8217;s not my place to advise him on such things. Onward!<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis sauntered under the music stand, and clambered into<br />
the closet. There was the Bandit&#8217;s old laundry bag, smelling of sweat, and<br />
dirt, and&#8230;. Suddenly the penis stopped, stiffening, and sniffed deeply at<br />
the bag. Good Lord above, it thought, there&#8217;s a pair of panties in there! Now<br />
who in the heck&#8211;<br />
        Oh. Right. Silly of me.<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis wilted completely and slumped into a dejected heap.<br />
Oh, damn, it wailed, why&#8217;d I have to find those? She probably put them in<br />
there to be cleaned, the last night they slept together, and he hasn&#8217;t given<br />
them back yet. Damn!<br />
        It thought miserably of the wonderful warm nights through the winter<br />
that the Bandit had spent with Teenie, before she&#8217;d broken up with him and<br />
left him alone and cold and miserable and horny and frustrated and&#8230;. it<br />
could remember every inch of her, her long lustrous black hair with the<br />
glorious red highlights that took her forever to comb, her wonderful firm lips<br />
that the Bandit wasn&#8217;t allowed to kiss too hard because she&#8217;d be too sore to<br />
play the clarinet, her beautiful breasts with their rosy-pink nipples and<br />
virtually nothing else to them, her slim, tight torso with the razor-sharp hip<br />
bones, her&#8211; The Bandit&#8217;s penis sat up again. Maybe it wasn&#8217;t such a bad thing<br />
that she left after all, it decided. The Bandit can do better. I hope.<br />
        It hopped down from the closet and waddled comically along the wall,<br />
past the dressers and mirror and back toward the bed. Ah, it&#8217;s wonderful to<br />
get out and about in the cool and quiet of night! Pity the poor female, whose<br />
privates never get out to see the world and get a bit of exercise. It did a<br />
few somersaults, just for fun, and rolled over to the foot of the bed. The<br />
first faint light of the rising sun was starting to tinge the stark yellow of<br />
the lights outside, and it glanced at the luminous dial of the alarm clock<br />
nearby to see what time it was.<br />
        It read 6:57.<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis was glad it didn&#8217;t have any vocal cords, because it<br />
would&#8217;ve screamed blue murder right then. Three minutes to seven? Dear GOD!<br />
        Frantically it waddled over to the end of the bed, cursing the pain in<br />
its balls. A lot like walking on sore feet, it supposed. Really sore feet,<br />
that is. The bedclothes were loose and dangling almost to the floor, as usual;<br />
fortunately the Bandit was a pretty sloppy hand at making beds. It strained<br />
upward, and just managed to hook itself in the little cusp of the partially-<br />
tucked blanket. With a mighty heave, it levered itself up to the level of the<br />
matress. For a split second, it lost its balance, and teetered on the edge of<br />
the bed, visions of a long fall right onto its balls playing grotesquely in<br />
its terrified imagination, but it recovered itself with a desperate lunge and<br />
lay panting for a few moments. The lump under the covers quickly shuffled up<br />
the length of the bed, between the sprawlingly spread legs, and stopped.<br />
        For perhaps a half minute, all was still.<br />
        Then the alarm clock began to blare heavy metal music at an ungodly<br />
volume, silenced a moment later by a groggily-aimed fist smashing down on the<br />
SNOOZE button. The Bandit remained frozen in midreach for a moment, body half<br />
raised from the matress, then collapsed back into bed.<br />
        Above him, he heard a moan, a light kiss, indecipherable whispers.<br />
Then a pair of shapely legs appeared over the edge of the bed, followed by a<br />
meaty but well-rounded pair of buttocks, demurely clad in purple panties. With<br />
a graceless thump, Diva dropped to the carpet and hastily began to dress. She<br />
didn&#8217;t turn around; the Bandit was watching her, and she knew he was watching<br />
her, and what was worst, HE knew that she knew that he was watching her and<br />
that wasn&#8217;t stopping him.<br />
        Another pair of legs, much skinnier and covered with hair, appeared at<br />
the foot of the bed, and ingerly turned around, hunting for footing. Zero<br />
climbed down to floor level, muttering, &#8220;Morning, Bandit. Sleep well?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No,&#8221; the Bandit responded. &#8220;Not at all.&#8221; He scratched his groin and<br />
swung his legs out from under the covers, smacking his lips distastefully at<br />
the awful layer of perdition in his mouth. He blinked, trying to remember the<br />
fragments of something very near, yet too nebulous to touch.<br />
        &#8220;I&#8217;m never going to sleep on a full stomach again,&#8221; he vowed wearily.<br />
&#8220;Pizza with mushrooms and onions gives you the WEIRDEST dreams!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Anal virgin sex story</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Nov 2007 12:28:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You know what happened to me the other night?  I went out drinking with Jill, a
friend of mine, and we ran into some guys we know.  We sat around drinking and
talking for a long time.  I don&#8217;t drink much, and after a while I was really,
really drunk and feeling funny.  I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know what happened to me the other night?  I went out drinking with Jill, a<br />
friend of mine, and we ran into some guys we know.  We sat around drinking and<br />
talking for a long time.  I don&#8217;t drink much, and after a while I was really,<br />
really drunk and feeling funny.  I suspect that there was something potent<br />
other than alcohol in that drink.  I asked Jill to take me home, but she asked<br />
me to wait.  In a few minutes I realized that I couldn&#8217;t move a muscle, not<br />
even to open my eyes.  Jill looked at me and said, &#8220;Oh, shit!  Karen&#8217;s passed<br />
out cold.  Well, I&#8217;ve got to take her home.  Help me get her to the car.&#8221;</p>
<p>Jill wasn&#8217;t exactly sober herself.  She wasn&#8217;t far from joining me collapsed in<br />
a chair.  I was hoping she wouldn&#8217;t try to drive, but I didn&#8217;t want to stay<br />
here.  Finally one of the guys suggested that they drive us home.  One guy<br />
would take Jill&#8217;s car and take her home.  The other guy would take me home in<br />
his van, then drive over to pick up his friend.  Had Jill not been drunk, she<br />
wouldn&#8217;t take these strangers up on their offer, but not wanting to wake up her<br />
brother to come get us, she agreed.  I didn&#8217;t like this idea, but I had no way<br />
of expressing my opinion.<span id="more-36"></span></p>
<p>One of the guys picked me up in his arms and walked out carrying me.  He put me<br />
in the back of his van, and we drove off.  After he had driven for about twenty<br />
minutes, he tried to wake me up.</p>
<p>After about five minutes he gave up trying.  He drove for about ten minutes<br />
more, and I knew I was in trouble.  He turned off his engine, and it was real<br />
quiet.  No city noises, just crickets chirping.  We were out in the middle of<br />
absolutely nowhere.  I felt a hand on my thigh as my dress was raised up over<br />
my waist.  He gasped.  I cursed myself for having worn the sheer pink panties I<br />
had on.  You could see every hair, every detail of my pussy through them.<br />
Maybe he would just look, jerk off, then take me home.</p>
<p>No such luck.  I felt his hands slide down my hips as he took my panties and<br />
pulled them down to my ankles and off my feet.  Then I felt both hands on my<br />
thighs as he spread them apart as far as they would go.  I still hoped he would<br />
get his rocks off by looking.</p>
<p>But then I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips.  I hoped he wouldn&#8217;t stick<br />
anything in me, because my twat was bone dry.  All he was doing, though, was<br />
rubbing my clit.  I could take that if he didn&#8217;t get too heavy handed.</p>
<p>Although I was paralysed, my body responded.  I felt my cunt get wet and my<br />
clit begin to get stiff.  That was great.  My body had as much as given him a<br />
written invitation.  After he had me good and wet, he stuck two fingers in my<br />
hole, twisted them around, and started finger-fucking me while he continued to<br />
massage my clit.  This wasn&#8217;t as bad as I dreaded.  My juices had me good and<br />
wet, so I was lubricated for his fingers.</p>
<p>The finger-fucking continued forever, it seemed like.  He kept thrusting and<br />
jamming his fingers in me.  Then he added another finger, then another.  I<br />
would be sore in the morning, not from the friction, but he was stretching the<br />
hell out of me.  I wouldn&#8217;t have thought I could take three fingers, much less<br />
four.  I was just hoping he wouldn&#8217;t go overboard and try to go all the way<br />
with five fingers and try to fist-fuck me.  Finally I felt the first tingle of<br />
an orgasm building.  My body was betraying me.  I didn&#8217;t want this, I didn&#8217;t<br />
want his fingers in me, and I most certainly didn&#8217;t want an orgasm from it.  No<br />
luck, however.  I felt a wrenching wave emanate from my twat and radiate over<br />
my whole body.  Before that wave had dissipated, another one came, then another<br />
and another.  Each wave was stronger than the one before.  Such orgasms<br />
normally would have had me screaming and gasping, but I still couldn&#8217;t so much<br />
as twitch a muscle.  Finally, the last orgasm rolled over me.  I thought I<br />
would blow my ovaries out through my tightly filled fuckhole.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll have to admit, though, his timing was perfect.  At the precise moment of<br />
my last orgasm, he withdrew his fingers with a sucking popping noise.  My hole<br />
felt cold on the INSIDE!  My cunt had been stretched so wide that it didn&#8217;t<br />
close when he pulled his fingers out.  My pussy was ruined for life.</p>
<p>I hoped he was finally finished with me, but boy, was I wrong!  I hadn&#8217;t<br />
thought of the point that, with both hands busy on my cunt, he hadn&#8217;t had the<br />
chance to get his own rocks off.  He rolled me over onto my stomach, spread my<br />
legs, and slid a cushion under my hips.  My asshole was exposed this way, what<br />
with my ass cheeks spread.  I felt a little insistant prod at my asshole, which<br />
was good and tight.  But, I felt something push past the initial tightness and<br />
slide it&#8217;s way easily into my rectum.  It had to be his finger, greased with<br />
something.  After he wiggled his finger in my ass and finger-fucked me for a<br />
few seconds, I realized what he was doing.  He was greasing me up for something<br />
big.  I had never had any guy express any interest in my ass before.  And<br />
except for one incident in my childhood when, out of curiousity, I stuck my own<br />
finger in my ass during a night-time exploration, I was an anal virgin.  I<br />
figured that was about to end.</p>
<p>I guess I was no longer fearing or hoping anything except that I could take his<br />
dick or whatever he was going to stick up my ass.  I just wanted him to hurry<br />
and finish up without hurting me and take me on home.  I felt his weight on my<br />
back, and felt something huge poking at my anus.  It spread my tight little<br />
hole wider and wider.  I thought that I would split wide open, but surprisingly<br />
enough, his pole just slipped right in.  His grease job worked well enough, but<br />
he was huge, though.  I thought he would never quit sliding in his rod.  He was<br />
going deeper and deeper.  Why couldn&#8217;t he have a little dinky prick like all<br />
the guys I&#8217;ve ever been in the sack with?</p>
<p>Finally, I felt his hips slam against my ass cheeks.  That meant he was all the<br />
way in.  I guessed now my cunt wasn&#8217;t the only thing stretched out of shape.</p>
<p>The bad part was, I liked it!  Like I said, I was an anal virgin.  I never<br />
thought that there could be any pleasure in getting rammed from behind like<br />
this.</p>
<p>After a couple of slow strokes, he started pumping with a vengeance.  His balls<br />
slapped against my cunt.  Although I had expected the tightness of my ass to<br />
make this painful, it didn&#8217;t happen.  The reaming I was getting didn&#8217;t hurt at<br />
all.  As a matter of fact, like I said, I was starting to get to like anal sex.<br />
My body was beginning to flood with a warm, deliciously full feeling.  His tool<br />
easily slid in and out.  I was getting jostled and shaken with each stroke,<br />
getting shoved across the floor of his van.  If I could have moved, I don&#8217;t<br />
think I would have.  I was afraid if I moved, it WOULD hurt.</p>
<p>Finally, as luck would have it, just as I felt the first twinges of my first<br />
anal orgasm begin to develop, he groaned, jammed his tool into my ass, held it<br />
in and tried to grind it in even deeper, pulling on my hips the whole time.  I<br />
felt his pole spasming, hosing my bowels down with his gush of come.</p>
<p>Then he just relaxed and laid on top of me.  His prick softened, shrank, and<br />
whatever residual tightness my violated ass had left squeezed him out.  I was<br />
frustrated with this.  I had changed my mind about an orgasm.  As little as I<br />
wanted this anal rape, I would have at least liked to have gotten an orgasm<br />
from it.</p>
<p>He finally put my clothes back on me, and took me home.  He put me on my bed at<br />
my apartment, clothes and all still on me.  One thing, though.  Before he left,<br />
he raised my skirt, reached down in my panties, stuck his fingers between my<br />
cuntlips, and gave my clit one last caress.</p>
<p>I fell asleep shortly after that.  When I woke up the next morning, I<br />
remembered my anal pleasure and my anal almost orgasm.  I finished myself off,<br />
anally speaking, with a huge dildo Jill gave me as a gag gift.  I use that<br />
dildo in my ass a lot now.  I have seen the light of anal sex!</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[     I just received an announcement for my tenth High School reunion.  I
don&#8217;t know if I&#8217;ll attend, but it got me thinking about the incredible
changes in my life between then and now.
     Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a secretary at a
medium-size plastics [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     I just received an announcement for my tenth High School reunion.  I<br />
don&#8217;t know if I&#8217;ll attend, but it got me thinking about the incredible<br />
changes in my life between then and now.<br />
     Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a secretary at a<br />
medium-size plastics company.  I was attractive (blonde, green eyes, great<br />
complexion, good figure), but I was shy, demure and a virgin &#8212; the perfect<br />
product of 12 years in Catholic schools!<br />
     Guys in the plant, salesmen, and even some clients flirted with me,<br />
and a few asked me out.  I went, but I guess the fact that I didn&#8217;t put-out<br />
got around and the dates became fewer and fewer. <span id="more-32"></span><br />
     The company had a tradition of giving a dozen roses to secretaries on<br />
their birthday.  On my eighteenth birthday, in November, my roses were<br />
accompanied with an invitation to lunch with Robert, a vice-president, at<br />
one of the nicest restaurants in town.  Nervous but so easily impressed, of<br />
course, I accepted.<br />
     The restaurant was on the top floor of a downtown hotel.  As we were<br />
walking to the elevators, Robert led me to a seating alcove in the lobby.<br />
We sat down and he gently held my hand and looked deeply into my eyes.<br />
     &#8220;Theresa, you already know my style is very direct, but I don&#8217;t want<br />
that to overshadow what I&#8217;m about to say.&#8221;  He paused and smiled at me, &#8220;I<br />
really care for you.&#8221;<br />
     I started to ask him what he was talking about, and he shushed me with<br />
his finger, &#8220;My Dear, I am a businessman and I want to make a business<br />
proposition to you.  This proposition results from the fact that I haven&#8217;t<br />
been able to get you out of my mind since the day you were hired, and I&#8217;ve<br />
never had to deal with such an obsession before.  I have reserved a room<br />
upstairs, and if you permit me to make love to you today, and on a regular<br />
basis, you will begin our sales training program next Monday.  You know<br />
what that could mean to your lifestyle.&#8221;<br />
     Through my shock, I could picture exactly what that meant.  I was<br />
making $5800 a year, living at home, brownbagging my lunch and taking the<br />
bus to work.  In sales, within a year, I could be making maybe three times<br />
my present salary.  I was tempted.<br />
     &#8220;Mr. _____, I&#8217;m very flattered, and very tempted, but I don&#8217;t have<br />
affairs.  In fact, I&#8217;m still a virgin and I&#8217;d like to stay that way until<br />
my wedding night.&#8221;  I knew I sounded corny and lame and less than<br />
convincing.<br />
     Robert smiled, &#8220;Theresa, I can be very gentle.  Let&#8217;s have lunch.<br />
Think about what I said and you can either accept my proposal or forget we<br />
ever had this conversation.  Your refusal would not affect your present<br />
position or promotion potential.  You have my word on that.&#8221;<br />
     At the best and most expensive lunch I had ever had, but not tasted, I<br />
thought about making a real living in sales.  On a personal note, I<br />
admitted to myself that Robert was very attractive &#8212; 45-ish, trim,<br />
salt-and-pepper hair, a great dresser, and, in my experience, always the<br />
total gentleman.  He was certainly a more attractive person (looks and<br />
personality) than any other boy or man I had ever dated.  I also wondered<br />
why I was making such a big deal about being the last virgin in America on<br />
her wedding night.<br />
     After lunch, with a quiet smile and tiny nod from me in answer to<br />
Robert&#8217;s question, we went to the hotel room and I have never regretted my<br />
decision.<br />
     That afternoon, Robert was kind and gentle; I was shy and embarrassed.<br />
He undressed me slowly, kissing and touching as he went.  When I was naked,<br />
Robert devoured me with his eyes and hands and tongue.  I couldn&#8217;t believe<br />
that it was happening.  Prior to that afternoon, the farthest I had ever<br />
gone was a few short wrestling matches with teenage boys in the back of<br />
cars.<br />
     In a few minutes, Robert had my body glowing like never before and<br />
tingling to his every touch.  After almost an hour of his attentions, he<br />
moved his head down between my legs.  I almost pushed him away, but I had<br />
enjoyed everything he had done to me up to then, I tried to relax as he<br />
spread my thighs open wide.<br />
     I could feel his nose in my pubic hair and then his tongue pushing<br />
between my wet pussy lips.  I surrendered to him completely when he sucked<br />
my clit between his lips and I began the first orgasm in my life.  It swept<br />
through me and I&#8217;m sure I nearly passed out from its intensity.<br />
     I was just coming down from its height when Robert reached a hand up<br />
to each of my breasts and squeezed my hard nipples between his fingers.  I<br />
began to climax all over again.<br />
     When I finally finished coming, Robert wrapped the blanket around me<br />
and cradled me in his arms as I fell asleep.<br />
     Robert was smiling at me when I awoke, &#8220;Theresa, I&#8217;d like to make love<br />
to you, now.&#8221;<br />
     He had undressed while I slept, and he placed my hand on his penis.  I<br />
was fascinated with his cock from the first time I saw it, and for the next<br />
half-hour or so, he instructed me in how to caress it and then lick it, and<br />
finally, how to suck it.  I soon became very adept in the art of<br />
cocksucking, but that first afternoon I was tentative and unsure.  He was<br />
patient and passionate.<br />
     Robert eventually rolled me over on to my back and knelt between my<br />
thighs, &#8220;Relax, Dear.  I want you to enjoy this, too.&#8221;<br />
     And I did.  I felt my pussy lips spread around his penis as he slowly<br />
and gently inserted it.  He felt huge and hot and powerful.  Then, I felt<br />
the resistance and he pushed ever so slowly until, with a sharp, quick<br />
pain, my virginity was gone forever and I was being fucked.<br />
     The pain became a dull ache and I soon began to enjoy the feeling of<br />
his manhood sliding in and out of me.  He dropped his face to my breasts,<br />
sucking first one, and then the other, of my nipples into his hot mouth.  I<br />
began to move; lifting my hips to meet his downward thrusts.<br />
     Quickly, I was nearing orgasm, again, and Robert smiled down on me, &#8220;I<br />
am going to come with you, this time, Dear.&#8221;  And he did.<br />
     Robert drove me home after 10:00pm that first night, and, from that<br />
night became a regular but very private part of my life.<br />
     True to his word as always, I began intensive sales training the<br />
following Monday morning, the youngest prospect in the corporation&#8217;s<br />
history.  As fate would have it, I&#8217;m very good at sales and I love it.<br />
I&#8217;ve been very successful for the company and for me (last year I made just<br />
a few dollars short of six-figures).<br />
     Robert and I continued our affair, meeting 3 or 4 times a week in the<br />
afternoons and eventually, he rented a tiny efficiency apartment that&#8217;s<br />
full of satin sheets, sex toys, costumes, and little silky things.  Robert<br />
also personally arranges the business trips and convention excursions, and<br />
we share a room whenever possible.<br />
     I&#8217;ve never told another person about Robert, and he says I&#8217;m his<br />
little secret, too.  We accept it for what it is and don&#8217;t look for it to<br />
be more than what it can be.  We feel quite affectionate for one another;<br />
it&#8217;s much more than just sex, and there&#8217;s no need for a commitment.  He&#8217;s<br />
married, a wonderful lover, and safe, having had a vasectomy years ago.<br />
     And what a teacher he&#8217;s been!  Robert and I have tried almost<br />
everything we have seen or heard about &#8212; bondage (I enjoy being tied up),<br />
spanking (I don&#8217;t care for it, but Robert really gets into it, sometimes),<br />
costumes, vibrators, sex creams, videos and sometimes, just plain sex.  I<br />
have always done whatever he has asked of me in bed, and almost always<br />
enjoyed it.<br />
     Robert will soon be 56 years old and I marvel at his stamina.  Still<br />
one of his favorite positions is to straddle my chest, slop a jelly or oil<br />
between my large tits and fuck them.  He says his orgasm is always intense<br />
as he watches his cum spurt out of him and into my open mouth and onto my<br />
pretty face.<br />
     Probably the hardest thing for me to deal with is my relationship with<br />
Robert and the fact that I&#8217;ve been happily married for the last four years.<br />
      I met my husband, Chip, five years ago and almost ended my affair<br />
with Robert.  But I couldn&#8217;t.  I didn&#8217;t want to.  It meant too much to me<br />
and didn&#8217;t interfere with any other part of my life.  It was for me and for<br />
Robert, and I couldn&#8217;t give him up.  After worrying about it for weeks, I<br />
adopted the same position with Chip as with everyone else &#8212; my time with<br />
Robert just didn&#8217;t exist outside of our apartment.<br />
     Probably the most perverse thing I&#8217;ve ever done is share my wedding<br />
day with Robert, because I wanted it to be special for him, too.  The<br />
ceremony was scheduled for 6:00pm, so the first thing I did on the morning<br />
of my wedding day was take my gown to our apartment.  I called Robert to<br />
tell him to meet me there, and before he arrived, I dressed in only my<br />
veil, gown and high heels.  When Robert opened the door, I slowly raised my<br />
dress until my naked cunt was exposed.  With a growl, he pushed me back on<br />
to the bed, ripped his zipper down and shoved his already-hard cock into my<br />
cunt in one hard push.  He came in seconds.<br />
     As Robert caught his breath, I began to lick his warm, wet cock clean.<br />
He was soon hard again and positioned me on my hands and knees.  Still in<br />
my veil, gown and heels, Robert threw my dress up over my back and knelt<br />
behind me, slowing pushing himself into my wet pussy.<br />
     &#8220;Theresa, I love you all the more for this wedding treat you&#8217;ve given<br />
me.  I&#8217;ve thought about what I want to do and decided that I don&#8217;t want you<br />
to be a virgin anywhere in your body tonight.&#8221;<br />
     With that, he removed his wet prick from my pussy and pressed its head<br />
between my ass cheeks.  We had never had anal sex before, but I knew that<br />
that was what Robert wanted, now.  I did what I could to ease his entry,<br />
but it was still a tremendous pressure until he was completely inside of<br />
me.  We soon found our rhythm and I eventually enjoyed my first ass-fuck.<br />
     When he finished, I dressed in my street clothes and returned home.  I<br />
never told anyone where I went that morning, but I laugh because one of my<br />
maiden aunts convinced the rest of the family that I must have taken my<br />
gown to the rectory, to have it blessed by a priest!<br />
     Robert had a surprise of his own in store for me.  As I was changing<br />
to leave the reception that night, Robert slipped into the room and into me<br />
for a quickie.  I licked him clean and we both hurried back outside.  About<br />
a half-hour later, as Chip was entering me for his very first time, I<br />
thought it appropriate that my cunt was already full of Robert&#8217;s sticky cum<br />
and my mouth still tasted of him.<br />
     Except for the wedding reception and one recent incident, Robert and I<br />
never do anything to jeopardize our marriages or our professional standing.<br />
We limit our contact to the office, trips, our apartment and rare social<br />
events.  It was at one of these social events that I misbehaved to the<br />
total satisfaction of both of us.<br />
     Chip and I were hosting a large Memorial Day Bar-B-Q and Robert and<br />
his wife were there.  Mid-afternoon, I told Chip I just had to show Robert<br />
a problem I wanted him to work on.  I led Robert into the den and closed<br />
the door behind us.<br />
     &#8220;So, what&#8217;s this big problem, Theresa?&#8221; Robert asked as he reached for<br />
my tits.  I laughed and fell to my knees, opening his shorts and sucking<br />
his hardening cock into my mouth.  In seconds he was hard and I dropped my<br />
shorts and panties and bent over Chip&#8217;s desk.  Robert rammed his cock up my<br />
cunt and proceeded to give it a vigorous pounding.  I was grunting with<br />
every hard shove and soon began a wonderful orgasm.  Robert soon followed<br />
and we quickly rearranged ourselves and rejoined the party.<br />
     Chip kissed my cheek and asked if Robert solved my problem, so<br />
quickly.<br />
     I giggled, feeling Robert&#8217;s cum squishing in my cunt, &#8220;Darling, you<br />
should know I&#8217;d only give him something he could handle in a few minutes!<br />
This is a party!&#8221;<br />
     Don&#8217;t ask me what&#8217;s going to happen.  Chip is talking about having<br />
children.  Robert is talking about retiring.  And I&#8217;ve had a very<br />
attractive offer to join a very large company.  I just can&#8217;t think about my<br />
afternoons without Robert. </p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Men who travel on business regularly have a unique opportunity to get in
a little fun that for the most  part goes to waste.  I was luckier  than
most on  my last  trip and  spent all  my nights  with three of the most
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Men who travel on business regularly have a unique opportunity to get in<br />
a little fun that for the most  part goes to waste.  I was luckier  than<br />
most on  my last  trip and  spent all  my nights  with three of the most<br />
sexually active ladies  I have ever  met.  I had  initially thought that<br />
this trip could  be better than  most as I  and my traveling  companions<br />
Sue, Donna and Eileen headed for the airport but dismissed my thoughts a<br />
fantasy.  Little did I know that my fantasies would not hold a candle to<br />
the realities of this trip</p>
<p>After  a  rather  uneventful  trip  filled  with  boring conversation we<br />
arrived at the hotel where we were to give a two day training seminar to<br />
a number of company employees.  After completing the preliminary setting<br />
up for the next  day I suggested we  all go out to  dinner together.  <span id="more-28"></span>My<br />
suggestion was  taken and  we arranged  to meet  in the  lobby at  6:30.<br />
Retiring to my room I  again began to fantasize about  the possibilities<br />
of engaging in a  little fun with my  traveling companions.  To say  the<br />
least they were all quite attractive and young.  Sue is a 5&#8242; 7&#8243; brunette<br />
with a pretty face and a figure that runs 35-23-36 her tits are nice and<br />
firm and when she&#8217;s bra-less which is often she shows nice hard nipples.<br />
Donna is tall attractive blond with nice soft tits and long slender legs<br />
and a fantastic ass.  Eileen who is a bit heavier than the other  ladies<br />
has a set  of knockers which  easily measure in  at 39+ and  a nice full<br />
ass.  Just thinking about spending an evening of fucking and sucking any<br />
of them got me hard while I  was showering.  Just as I was finishing  my<br />
shower a  knock at  the door  interrupted my  fantasy leaving  me with a<br />
raging hard-on.  Trying to cover myself and my still hard 10&#8243; cock  with<br />
a towel I went to the door  to see who had disturbed me.  To  my delight<br />
it was  Donna, opening  the door  I tried  to maintain  my composure and<br />
asked her  to come  in.  Donna  was just  out of  the shower herself and<br />
needed to  borrow my  blow dryer.   I asked  her to  wait a  minute as I<br />
ducked back into the bathroom to get the dryer as I retrieved the  dryer<br />
I noticed Donna staring openly at  my still erect cock as it  bulged out<br />
the front of  the towel I  had thrown on.   I made sure  I took my  time<br />
getting the dryer allowing  Donna to get a  good look.  When I  returned<br />
Donna asked me if  she could dry her  hair in my room  rather than going<br />
back to her  room and needing  to return the  dryer.  Needless to  say I<br />
agreed.  Donna move into the bathroom  to dry her hair and I  started to<br />
dress for dinner.</p>
<p>Just as I was about to put on my pants Donna came out the bathroom  door<br />
and caught me trying to stuff my still erect cock into my pants.   Donna<br />
gazed fondly at  my still stiff  prick and remarked  that it was  bigger<br />
than she had thought.  I said it always seemed to satisfy and  continued<br />
dressing not being  prepared for this  turn of events  I silently cursed<br />
myself for  not being  quick enough  to capitalize  on this opportunity.<br />
Donna returned to drying her hair and then called out that she would  go<br />
and make sure the other ladies were ready.  I heard the door closed  and<br />
figured with that my chances for some quick fun were finished.</p>
<p>I went down to the lobby and still had to wait another half hour for  my<br />
dinner companions to join  me.  After a delicious  dinner at one of  the<br />
local restaurants I suggested we go back to the hotel for drinks and see<br />
what type of entertainment they had in the lounge the ladies all  agreed<br />
and Donna said she would like it if they had dancing.  We went  straight<br />
to the lounge and found that indeed there was dancing in fact they had a<br />
live band and quite a crowd had gathered.  We managed to get a table and<br />
drinks in short order  and settled in to  small talk about our  training<br />
session the next day.  As soon as the band started playing a slow number<br />
Donna asked me to dance, as we danced Donna moved in tighter and tighter<br />
pressing her hips into mine and causing my cock to stiffen against  her.<br />
Just as the music stopped Donna asked me if I would like to get together<br />
with her and the other ladies and put my stiff cock to good use.  I  was<br />
taken back a little by her offer but managed to tell her I was ready for<br />
anything.  As Donna and I walked back to the table I could tell that Sue<br />
and Eileen were looking at my cock which was bulging out the front of my<br />
pants.  Donna told the other girls we were moving the party to her  room<br />
where we would have  more privacy and both  Sue and Eileen nodded  their<br />
assent.  Once we were in the elevator and the doors had closed Sue  move<br />
to me placing her hand on my cock and rubbing my stiff prick and  balls.<br />
I reached out and pulled Donna  and Eileen to me squeezing Donna&#8217;s  firm<br />
ass while fondling Eileen&#8217;s big tits.  Sue reached out and began to  rub<br />
Donna&#8217;s tits as Donna&#8217;s hand joined Sue&#8217;s attacking my cock.</p>
<p>By  the  time  we  had  reached  Donna&#8217;s  room I was clear on the ladies<br />
intentions and  ready to  fuck them  all.  We  entered Donna&#8217;s  room and<br />
quickly moved to the king-size bed and proceeded to fondle and rub  each<br />
other.  I  wanted the  privilege of  stripping the  ladies and suggested<br />
that I strip each  one in turn as  the others watched.  They  all agreed<br />
and Donna was chosen to go first.  Donna and I moved to the foot of  the<br />
bed as Eileen  and Sue relaxed  and fondled each  others tits and  cunts<br />
watching me strip Donna.  I  first removed Donna&#8217;s sweater exposing  her<br />
tits which were  bra-less and firm  with erect pink  nipples.  Moving my<br />
right hand up between  her legs I found  she also had no  panties on and<br />
proceeded to force two fingers up  her already sopping slit and rub  her<br />
clit while sucking  on her firm  tits and nibbling  on those erect  pink<br />
nipples.  Moving down I next  removed her skirt exposing her  full blond<br />
bush spreading her  legs so Sue  and Eileen could  see her pussy  filled<br />
with my fingers.   Bending down I  ate her pussy  licking her now  erect<br />
clit until Donna came.  Removing the  garter belt and nylons she wore  I<br />
moved her to her side and rubbed her tight anus and ate her pussy  until<br />
she came again.</p>
<p>A gentle tapping on my shoulder told me it was time to move to the  next<br />
girl and I looked  up to see Eileen  looking into my eyes.   Donna moved<br />
back towards the  head of the  bed as I  drew Eileen to  me and began to<br />
fondle her big tits.  I could see we were all going to get into the  act<br />
as I  looked back  toward Donna  and Sue  I watched  as Sue reached down<br />
between Donna&#8217;s legs and inserted three of her slim fingers into Donna&#8217;s<br />
sopping cunt.  Moving quickly I removed Eileen&#8217;s dress exposing her  big<br />
tits held only by  her nippless bra and  a black garter belt  and nylons<br />
framing her  dark full  bush.  Moving  my hand  down between  her legs I<br />
forced three fingers into her sopping slit and began to massage her clit<br />
with my thumb.  I then reached  back and undid her bra letting  her full<br />
tits free as I sucked and  licked her nipples.  I could tell  Eileen was<br />
close to cumming as her breath was coming in short gasps and decided  to<br />
make her cum with my mouth.   Moving down I spread her legs  further and<br />
licked her cunt and clit removing  one finger from her cunt and  pushing<br />
it up her  squirming asshole.  This  was all Eileen  could take and  she<br />
came hard pushing and grinding her  sweet slit into my face.  As  Eileen<br />
came down from her climax I licked her tight anus giving her a nice  rim<br />
job. stopping only  when I heard  Sue&#8217;s voice pleading  with me for  her<br />
turn.</p>
<p>By now I  was worked up  to a frenzy  and there was  a large wet  precum<br />
stain on my jeans.  Sue dropped down and began to rub my cock while  she<br />
licked the stain on my pants.  I watched as Eileen and Donna snuggled up<br />
in the bed with  each others fingers up  their cunts and each  squeezing<br />
the others  tits.  Pulling  Sue up  I lifted  her sweater  over her head<br />
exposing her bra-less tits and her stiff nipples taking her right tit in<br />
my mouth I began to  suck it as I bit  her nipple and pushed my  hand up<br />
under her skirt.  Running  my hand up between  her legs I found  she too<br />
had worn no panties  and had only nylons  on under her skirt.   Reaching<br />
her pussy I  found she was  nicely shaved and  her smooth hairless  cunt<br />
lips were wet with pussy juice.  I slowly removed her skirt exposing her<br />
shaved pink pussy and set to work finger fucking her slippery slit as  I<br />
ate and licked her clit and twisted her long erect nipples.  This action<br />
brought Sue to a crushing climax.  As she was lying there regaining  her<br />
breath I slowly stripped off her nylons and tongued her asshole  getting<br />
her ready for the girls turn to strip me.  I could see Eileen and  Donna<br />
were having  a good  time as  they were  both still  probing each others<br />
cunts and had added a finger  up each others assholes while they  sucked<br />
and bit at each others tits finally bringing each other to climax at the<br />
same time.</p>
<p>Looking  my  way  Eileen  and  Donna  licked  their  lips and started to<br />
approach me.  In no  time all three ladies  were on me stripping  off my<br />
cloths and getting me ready for a hot time.  Eileen pulled down my pants<br />
and went right to work deep  throating my cock, plunging the entire  10&#8243;<br />
down  her  tight  throat.   Donna  had  move  around and was ramming her<br />
fingers up my  asshole as she  rubbed her hard  nippled tits against  my<br />
back.  Sue a little left out  at first had moved under Eileen  and began<br />
licking and sucking my balls  as she finger fucked Eileen&#8217;s  cunt.  This<br />
was too much for me  to stand and I began  to shoot a massive load  down<br />
Eileen&#8217;s throat.  After taking my  first shot deep in her  throat Eileen<br />
pulled back  off my  cock and  directed my  second stream  directly into<br />
Sue&#8217;s waiting mouth.  Eileen then took  my third spurt in her mouth  and<br />
pinched off the flow of cum until Donna&#8217;s head appeared between my  legs<br />
and then stuffed my cock deep into Donna&#8217;s mouth as I shot again.  Donna<br />
continued to suck my still hard cock until she had milked the rest of my<br />
load and swallowed it  all.  Now that we  were all naked the  fun really<br />
began and I was chosen to be the center of attraction.</p>
<p>Sue and Eileen moved me spread eagle on the bed and proceeded to suck my<br />
cock and balls as Donna position  herself above them ready to sit  on my<br />
stiff cock.   Sue reached  up and  rammed two  fingers up  Donna&#8217;s pussy<br />
making sure  she was  well lubed  and drew  her down  on my raging prick<br />
while Eileen held my dick in  position and fingered my anus.  I  watched<br />
as Donna forced the entire 10&#8243; of my swollen meat up her slick pink cunt<br />
and felt Sue ram her fingers up Donna&#8217;s asshole and rub my cock  inside.<br />
Meanwhile Eileen had removed her  fingers from my asshole and  had taken<br />
up a  position squatting  over my  face, I  watched as Eileen positioned<br />
herself  ready  to  lower  her  sopping  snatch onto my waiting lips and<br />
tongue.   Eileen  was  ramming  two  fingers  in and out of her soddened<br />
snatch while rubbing her clit  with her thumb.  Eileen slid  her fingers<br />
out and moved down placing her sweet slit directly on my waiting  mouth.<br />
I began to eat her cunt  forcing my tongue deeply up her  throbbing cunt<br />
and licking  her engorged  clit.  Meanwhile  Donna had  set up  a steady<br />
rhythm pounding  my straining  cock balls  deep in  her slippery slit on<br />
each thrust.  Sue stood straddling me facing Donna and had Donna licking<br />
her  erect  clit  and  finger  fucking  her  hot pussy.  Eileen was busy<br />
ramming a dildo up Sue&#8217;s anus while giving her a fantastic rim job  with<br />
her tongue.  A few  minutes of this action  had all of us  cumming hard.<br />
Eileen was  first and  flooded my  face with  her sticky  juices as  she<br />
convulsed with orgasm ramming her cunt down on my face causing my tongue<br />
to slip even deeper into her hot pink hole.  Sue came next replete  with<br />
moans and swearing filling Donna&#8217;s mouth and face with her slick  juices<br />
as she  moved back  forcing the  dildo Eileen  was wielding  deep up her<br />
anus.  And finally  I and Donna  came together as  she rammed her  tight<br />
pussy down on my straining cock covering my cock and balls with her  hot<br />
cunt juice as  I pumped a  big load load  of my sperm  up her tight  hot<br />
cunt.</p>
<p>After a few minutes of rest the ladies were at me again, Sue was sucking<br />
my cock making sure I was as hard as a rock for the next round.   Eileen<br />
who  had  recovered  from  her  climax  was licking my nipples while she<br />
probed Sue&#8217;s exposed cunt and ass with her fingers.  Donna was fingering<br />
Eileen&#8217;s cunt while she pumped her own pussy and collected the cum I had<br />
deposited there eagerly  licking and sucking  it off her  fingers.  I in<br />
turn managed to  play with Eileen&#8217;s  big tits rubbing  those firm mounds<br />
and twisting her nipples.  Soon we got back down to business and  Eileen<br />
rose to straddle my hard thick cock Donna reached up spreading  Eileen&#8217;s<br />
swollen cunt lips exposing the wet pink inner reaches of her tight cunt.<br />
Sue held my cock in position and rammed two fingers of her free hand  up<br />
Eileen&#8217;s throbbing anus as Eileen  rammed herself down on my  stiff cock<br />
with one  continuous thrust.   As my  stiff cock  spread Eileen&#8217;s  slick<br />
tight twat I could feel Sue&#8217;s fingers press against my prick from inside<br />
Eileen&#8217;s throbbing asshole.  Donna meanwhile had inserted two fingers up<br />
my anus and was reaming my ass with hard deep strokes.  Eileen  engulfed<br />
my full ten inches setting up a hard pounding rhythm which drove my dick<br />
deep into her tight cunt with  each stoke.  Sue pulled her fingers  from<br />
Eileen&#8217;s ass and moved  around to sit on  my face.  Donna helped  Sue by<br />
spreading her cunt open  as Sue settled her  shaved slippery cunt on  my<br />
mouth and I  forced my tongue  deep into her  pink pussy and  alternated<br />
between probing  her hot  cunt and  licking and  sucking her erect clit.<br />
Donna meanwhile had take  up a position between  Sue and Eileen and  was<br />
sucking Eileen&#8217;s big tits and biting her nearly inch long nipples  while<br />
Sue was reaming her anus with  the dildo and sucking her clit  while she<br />
pumped 2 fingers up  Donna&#8217;s wet tight cunt.   Sue was the first  to cum<br />
flooding my face with her sweet cunt juice and mashing her sopping  cunt<br />
into my mouth grinding herself to  a complete climax.  I could not  hold<br />
out any longer and began pumping my load up Eileen&#8217;s tight hot pussy  as<br />
I bucked my hips forcing my  dick deeper into her clutching slit.   This<br />
brought Eileen to climax and she flooded my now softening cock with  her<br />
thick cunt juice and sat down trapping my cock inside her pulsing  twat.<br />
Sue had increased her  efforts on Donna&#8217;s asshole  and cunt and now  had<br />
Donna nearing her climax.  Eileen sensing Donna&#8217;s impending orgasm began<br />
to suck her soft tits  biting and twisting Donna&#8217;s erect  nipples.  This<br />
took Donna  over the  top and  she began  to cum  moaning, twisting  and<br />
covering Sue&#8217;s face with her pussy  juice.  We rested for a few  minutes<br />
lying together in  a twisted pile  of sweat soaked  bodies until we  had<br />
regained enough strength to go at each other again.</p>
<p>As Sue was the  only on left who  had not had a  chance to feel my  cock<br />
being rammed into her pussy she  watched as Eileen and Donna sucked  and<br />
licked my dick restoring it to  its former glory.  While they worked  on<br />
me Sue knelt between Donna  and Eileen and fingered there  exposed cunts<br />
and assholes bending to lick and suck their clits.  Soon I too was ready<br />
for another round and watched as  Sue squatted above my 10&#8243; prong  ready<br />
to force it deep into her swollen slit.  Donna grabbed my engorged  cock<br />
and held it ready as she eased  two fingers of her other hand up  my now<br />
pulsing anus.  Eileen rammed two fingers up Sue&#8217;s cunt withdrawing  them<br />
slowly as  she forced  two fingers  of her  other hand  deep into  Sue&#8217;s<br />
dilated anus.  Spreading Sue&#8217;s swollen pink cunt lips Eileen helped  Sue<br />
mount my raging  cock.  I could  feel Eileen&#8217;s fingers  press against my<br />
cock thru Sue&#8217;s anal wall as  Sue slowly forced herself down the  length<br />
of my  throbbing penis.   Once Sue  had fully  engulfed my  raging prick<br />
Eileen and Donna moved up  to my head and watched  as Sue set up a  slow<br />
steady  rhythm  which  caused  my  cock  to  alternate  from deep in her<br />
twitching  cunt  to  almost  out  and  back.   Donna  took up a position<br />
straddling my head and prepared to lower her sopping pink pussy onto  my<br />
mouth.  Eileen rammed her finger  up Donna&#8217;s asshole and spread  Donna&#8217;s<br />
swollen cunt lips as I eased my tongue into Donna&#8217;s soft pink pussy  and<br />
began to eat her  sopping slit and lick  her exposed stiff clit.   Donna<br />
told Eileen to take  the same position she  had earlier and grabbed  the<br />
big dildo ready to ream  Eileen&#8217;s tight puckered anus.  Eileen  followed<br />
Donna&#8217;s lead and soon was sucking  Sue&#8217;s firm tits and biting her  erect<br />
nipples as Donna  slowly pushed the  big dildo up  Eileen&#8217;s exposed anus<br />
until all  but 2  inches of  it 12&#8243;  length was  buried in her stretched<br />
asshole.  Donna  then pushed  two fingers  up Eileen&#8217;s  packed pussy and<br />
began  to  suck,  bite  and  lick  Eileen&#8217;s  inch long erect clit.  This<br />
combined  with  watching  my  cock  being  rammed  up Sue&#8217;s swollen cunt<br />
brought Eileen off  in a matter  of a few  minutes.  Eileen came  with a<br />
rush flooding Donna&#8217;s mouth and face  with her slick juice and bit  down<br />
hard on Sue&#8217;s erect pink nipples.  This set Sue off and she came in hard<br />
waves which clamped  my cock tightly  in her hot  cunt and forced  me to<br />
climax.  I came like there was no tomorrow filling Sue&#8217;s tight slit with<br />
my sticky load of sperm.  Sensing  Donna was close to cumming I  reached<br />
up grabbing  her tit  with one  hand while  ramming two  fingers up  her<br />
sopping cunt and another up her well lubed anus.  This combined with  my<br />
tonguing and sucking of her clit brought her to orgasm and she proceeded<br />
to fill  my mouth  with her  sticky sweet  juices as  her cunt  and anus<br />
clamped  down  hard  on  my  fingers  as  she  bucked and moaned out her<br />
pleasure.</p>
<p>Needless to say by this point we  were all covered in a mixture of  cum,<br />
cunt juice and sweat and  very tired.  Lacking a sufficient  erection to<br />
proceed I  suggested we  rest a  little and  shower before  we attempted<br />
anything more.   A sense  of relief  came over  me as  the ladies  whole<br />
heartily agreed.  As  we were relaxing  Eileen began to  play with Sue&#8217;s<br />
pussy and remarked how much she  liked the slick effect of Sue&#8217;s  shaved<br />
cunt lips.  Donna said she too liked the way it felt and asked Sue if it<br />
felt better  when she  fucked.  Sue  told Eileen  and Donna  that it was<br />
defiantly better for both fucking and sucking as it made the whole  area<br />
much  more  sensitive  and  accessible.   Eileen  asked me if I had ever<br />
shaved pussy before and did I like the look and feel of naked cunts.   I<br />
told her and Donna that  I personally preferred nicely shaved  cunts and<br />
that I had been shaving my  wifes cunt for many years.  Both  Eileen and<br />
Donna asked me to shave them  prior to their showers to which  I readily<br />
agreed.  Moving to the bathroom I started on Eileen first first clipping<br />
back her full bush  and then shaving her  cunt lips clean and  finishing<br />
off by shaving off the fine  hair around her anus.  When I  finished Sue<br />
and Donna  examined my  work and  liked the  effect especially the small<br />
tuft  of  hair  I  left  on  the  top of Eileen&#8217;s mound.  Moving between<br />
Eileen&#8217;s splayed thighs Donna proceeded to force two fingers up Eileen&#8217;s<br />
now naked cunt lips while pressing her thumb up her anus.  Sue began  to<br />
suck and  bite Eileen&#8217;s  nipples working  her to  climax.  Donna replace<br />
Eileen  and  I  proceeded  to  shave  her  cunt and anus clean which was<br />
followed  by  Eileen  and  Sue  descending  on  Donna  until she too had<br />
climaxed.  I  felt that  Sue shouldn&#8217;t  be left  out and  had Donna  and<br />
Eileen pleasure Sue before we started our showers.</p>
<p>Once we had  all showered and  refreshed ourselves that  pulsing feeling<br />
returned to my cock  and I told the  girls that we should  organize some<br />
more  games  as  my  cock  needed  attention.   Seeing my stiff cock Sue<br />
suggested we  return to  the bed  and start  fucking.  I  move Sue  to a<br />
doggie style position on  the bed and directed  Eileen to get under  her<br />
with her head between Sue&#8217;s  legs.  Eileen crawled underneath and  began<br />
eating Sue&#8217;s pussy tonguing her hole and licking her hard clit.  I  told<br />
Eileen to open Sue&#8217;s swollen cunt  and put my cock up it.   Eileen first<br />
forced my cock deep into her throat then guided it deep into Sue&#8217;s tight<br />
slippery slit.  Ramming my cock balls  deep in Sue&#8217;s cunt I told  her to<br />
finger and eat Eileen&#8217;s cunt and ass.  Donna looked at me forlorn and  I<br />
told her not to worry and  to straddle Sue&#8217;s hips and lay  back exposing<br />
her sweet slit  for me.  I  then began to  finger fuck her  hot cunt and<br />
anus as I bent  to lick and suck  on her exposed erect  pink clit.  This<br />
made  Donna  perk  up  and  she  began  to  wiggle  and  squirm under my<br />
onslaught.  I  especially liked  the look  and feel  of the  girls newly<br />
shaven pussies.  Once I had brought Sue to her first orgasm I pulled out<br />
of  her  pulsing  cunt  and  asked  Eileen  to guide me into Sue&#8217;s tight<br />
asshole.  Eileen grabbed my cock and placed the head at the entrance  to<br />
Sue&#8217;s puckered pink anus and held  it as I slowly pushed the  entire 10&#8243;<br />
shaft  slowly  up  Sue&#8217;s  tight  rectum.   I  immediately set up a rapid<br />
pounding  pace  in  Sue&#8217;s  asshole  which  brought  her  and myself to a<br />
blistering orgasm at the same time.  Pulling out of her hot ass I rammed<br />
my prick  into Eileen&#8217;s  mouth fucking  her throat  for all  I was worth<br />
depositing the  last of  my sperm  deep in  her throat.   Just as  I was<br />
finishing my own orgasm I felt Donna start to cum I clamped down on  her<br />
clit while  twisting my  fingers into  her cunt  and anus.   Sue who had<br />
temporarily stopped  her fevered  activity on  Eileen resumed  a frantic<br />
pace bringing  Eileen to  her climax  and covering  Sue&#8217;s face  with her<br />
thick juices.</p>
<p>Since I had directed the last  activity Eileen claimed her turn to  give<br />
orders and told me to get behind her and fuck her cunt doggie style.   I<br />
complied with out  complaint and spread  her slick shaven  cunt lips and<br />
rammed my cock balls deep in her sopping twat.  She then directed  Donna<br />
to lie in front of her and spread her legs so she could eat Donna&#8217;s  hot<br />
cunt and anus.  Eileen  told Sue to sit  on Donna&#8217;s face and  have Donna<br />
eat her cunt and suck my cum out  of her asshole.  I set up a fast  pace<br />
pounding the entire 10&#8243; of my cock in and out of Eileen&#8217;s hot pink cunt.<br />
Eileen was feverishly working on Donna&#8217;s slippery pink pussy ramming two<br />
fingers in and  out of her  cunt while lashing  Donna&#8217;s stiff protruding<br />
clit  with  her  tongue  and  forcing  her  index  finger  deep into her<br />
throbbing anus.  Sue  had her cunt  firmly planted on  Donna&#8217;s mouth and<br />
was grinding  her swollen  pink pussy  lips into  Donna&#8217;s mouth as Donna<br />
probed  Sue&#8217;s  moist  pussy  and  tight  anus  with  her  tongue.  Donna<br />
alternately licked and sucked Sue&#8217;s swollen clit and squeezed her  ample<br />
tits rolling Sue&#8217;s hard erect  nipple in her fingers.  Eileen  was close<br />
to climax and was forcing her  cunt back on my throbbing cock  with ever<br />
increasing pressure.  Sensing her impending orgasm I forced two  fingers<br />
up Eileen&#8217;s squirming asshole and  began finger fucking her tight  anus.<br />
This combined  with the  deep probing  my cock  was giving her clutching<br />
slit brought Eileen to her first  orgasm.  As the waves of her  pleasure<br />
subsided I pulled out  of her cunt and  positioned my cock to  penetrate<br />
her tight  anus rubbing  my the  head up  and down  on her puckered pink<br />
anus.  With one  firm stroke I  buried my throbbing  cock deeply up  her<br />
tight asshole until my balls slapped her swollen cunt lips.  My pounding<br />
in  Eileen&#8217;s  anus  forced  her  mouth  more  deeply  into  Donna&#8217;s cunt<br />
triggering Donna&#8217;s climax which flooded Eileen&#8217;s mouth and face with her<br />
slick juices.  Sue was near her orgasm and watching Donna cum forced Sue<br />
over the top also and she  released her sweet thick juices into  Donna&#8217;s<br />
waiting mouth and face covering her with her cum.  Watching these ladies<br />
climax got me really hot and I  began to cum pumping a thick juicy  load<br />
of sperm up Eileen&#8217;s  twitching anus.  As I  shot my load into  Eileen I<br />
could feel her  reach her second  orgasm as her  asshole milked the  cum<br />
from my spurting dick.  I pulled out of her asshole and moved to Donna&#8217;s<br />
head forcing my still swollen  cock deeply down her throat  spending the<br />
last of my ejaculation in her  tight throat.  I collapsed on the  bed as<br />
Donna continued to Suck  my cock and finger  my anus keeping me  hard in<br />
preparation for her turn.</p>
<p>It was a while until I could  regain my desire for the ladies but  their<br />
continual assault on my senses made me rise to the challenge once  more.<br />
Donna was in charge for this round and demanded I fuck her cunt  asshole<br />
and mouth.  Sue and Eileen were ready  and willing to go at me but  felt<br />
Donna should have her turn being the queen of the may.  Donna positioned<br />
herself above my cock and directed  Sue and Eileen to open her  pussy to<br />
accept my  straining member.   Eileen spread  Donna&#8217;s pink  swollen cunt<br />
lips as Sue  held my cock  in position for  to be thrust  up Donna&#8217;s now<br />
dripping pussy.  Eileen  slowly inserted two  of her fingers  up Donna&#8217;s<br />
tight anus while Sue  guided Donna down onto  my ridged cock forcing  it<br />
deeply up her tight  slit.  Once Donna had  me fully rammed up  her cunt<br />
she asked Eileen  to get a  strap on double  dildo from the  nightstand.<br />
Never losing her pounding rhythm on  my cock Donna helped Sue force  the<br />
thick plastic  shaft up  Eileen&#8217;s well  juiced twat  fingering her tight<br />
asshole in the  process.  Once Eileen  was fully decked  out in her  new<br />
prick Donna told  Eileen to fuck  her anus with  the huge plastic  penis<br />
sticking out  of her  cunt.  Sue  helped Eileen  force the plastic shaft<br />
deep  into  Donna&#8217;s  twitching  asshole  while  Donna  continued to fuck<br />
herself silly on my hard shaft.   After Eileen had gotten her new  prick<br />
buried deeply into Donna&#8217;s  ass Donna had Sue  sit on my face  and grind<br />
her  swollen  pussy  and  engorged  clit  into my mouth and tongue.  The<br />
feeling on  my cock  was tremendous  and I  could feel  the dildo  being<br />
pounded in and out of Donna&#8217;s anus  by Eileen as my own cock was  rammed<br />
in and out of Donna&#8217;s packed  pussy by her unrelenting strokes.  Soon  I<br />
could just not take it another minute and began to shoot my river of cum<br />
deep into  Donna&#8217;s hot  cunt as  I heard  Eileen reach  her own  climax.<br />
Donna began to buck and wither  on my now pulsing cock bringing  herself<br />
to climax  and collapsing  on my  chest.  Sue  began to  thrust her cunt<br />
harder against my mouth and tongue nearing her own orgasm.  Sensing  she<br />
needed  a  little  help  i  reached  back  and rammed two fingers up her<br />
exposed asshole and began biting  and sucking her stiff clit.   This was<br />
all Sue needed  and she to  began to climax  drenching my face  with the<br />
last of her sweet  cunt juice.  After this  we all cleaned up  being too<br />
fucked out to continue.</p>
<p>I was late for the training  session every day but if the  audience only<br />
knew why I think they would have understood.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was one of those hot summers, in which long days of sun and heat
drove the people towards the sea-shore. Beverly was one of them, seeking
coolness in the fresh salty wind that blew through her hair.
&#8220;Wow, this beach is crowded!&#8221; Beverly said to her friend Janice, who had
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It was one of those hot summers, in which long days of sun and heat<br />
drove the people towards the sea-shore. Beverly was one of them, seeking<br />
coolness in the fresh salty wind that blew through her hair.<br />
&#8220;Wow, this beach is crowded!&#8221; Beverly said to her friend Janice, who had<br />
decided to come along with her. Actually, Janice was the neighbor&#8217;s daughter,<br />
but she and Beverly had become very close, since Beverly had moved in at her<br />
new apartment some year ago. She was thirteen years of age, five years younger<br />
than Beverly, but somehow they always appeared to be on the same wavelength.<br />
In all sorts of things&#8230;<br />
Janice shrugged and replied: &#8220;We could have expected this. It&#8217;s so hot today!<br />
I don&#8217;t feel much anyway like just lying around all the time and frying in<br />
the sun.&#8221; She smiled broadly as she said this, blinking at Beverly, who<br />
giggled back. <span id="more-23"></span></p>
<p>Indeed, Janice was not the exact type for sun-bathing. She had shiny red hair<br />
all the way down her back. It was matched by her fair skin, which tended to<br />
get all freckled when exposed to the sun. Her eyes were green and always<br />
smiling. Janice had a very petite figure, matching her age, Beverly always<br />
thought. That particular day Janice wore tight hot pants, which emphasized her<br />
amazingly long and lean legs. Furthermore she wore beach shoes and a t-shirt,<br />
through which Beverly could clearly see the nipples of her bra-less, petite<br />
yet pert breasts. Beverly wore a mini-dress that day, as she also took pride<br />
in showing off her nice legs and slender posture. She was quite dark,<br />
especially compared to Janice. She had black hair which was also very long.<br />
She and Janice loved to fix eachother&#8217;s hair; as a matter of fact, that is how<br />
their friendship started. Beverly had big, brown eyes and full lips and she<br />
made a somewhat hispanic impression. Not surprisingly, the girls made quite a<br />
lot of heads turn, as they strolled over the boulevard, hand in hand.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, if we wouldn&#8217;t have come so late, we could still have sun-bathed a<br />
bit,&#8221; Beverly said, &#8220;but a walk along the sea-shore sounds fine to me too.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Hmmmm, how romantic,&#8221; Janice replied. &#8220;I just hope we can find some place<br />
less crowded.&#8221;<br />
Beverly looked at the crowd at the beach, which was dissolving as the sun<br />
started to weaken its attack of tanning rays.<br />
&#8220;I think it&#8217;ll be ok,&#8221; she answered smilingly, running her fingers tenderly<br />
through Janice&#8217;s full red mane. </p>
<p>At that moment they walked past an icecream-vendor.<br />
&#8220;Hey, do you want some?&#8221; Beverly asked, pointing at the cart.<br />
&#8220;Sure&#8221;, was Janice&#8217;s enthustastic answer, &#8220;chocolate and vanilla please!&#8221;<br />
Beverly couldn&#8217;t help but grinning widely. As mature as Janice was in most<br />
things, she sometimes still was a child.<br />
&#8220;Two HUGE chocolate icecreams please&#8221;, Beverly ordered to the boy behind the<br />
cart, fetching her purse.<br />
&#8220;Sorry Bev&#8217;, I only sell popsicles.&#8221;<br />
Beverly looked up from her purse and showed a smile of<br />
recognition. The boy behind the icecream-cart was Peter. She knew him from<br />
high-school. He was about seventeen years old and had always drawn her<br />
attention as he was so lively and friendly.<br />
&#8220;Hello Pete!&#8221; she said. &#8220;What a surprise to see you here. What makes you run<br />
around with ice-cream at a place like this?&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Well, I need the extra money for my new car,&#8221; Peter answered, as he handed<br />
over two large chocolate-popsicles to the girls, peeking at them from under<br />
his cap, &#8220;but these are on the house.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Well, thank you,&#8221; Beverly replied. &#8220;May I introduce you to Janice? She&#8217;s a<br />
good friend of mine.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Pleased to meet you,&#8221; Janice said and she stretched out her hand. Peter took<br />
it carefully and made a bit of a shy impression. Beverly smiled at him and<br />
said: &#8220;See, it may not seem so at first, but Janice and I have a lot in<br />
common.&#8221; She took her popsicle, wrapped the foil off it and opened her lips<br />
widely. Then she shoved the popsicle in her mouth as far as she could,<br />
sliding it back and forth. Janice giggled at first, then she followed<br />
Beverly&#8217;s example. The two girls made a little game out of it who could get<br />
the popsicle in the farthest. Beverly won, of course, as she had the most<br />
experience with making room in her throat. Janice managed to get a whole lot<br />
of the large thing between her lips as well, though. Peter looked at it all,<br />
amazed at first, looking if there were no other customers arriving, but<br />
grinning wider and wider all along.</p>
<p>The little contest ended, when the ice was almost fully melted by the heat of<br />
the two girls&#8217; throats.<br />
&#8220;Hmmmm, that was good,&#8221; Beverly said, blinking at Peter. &#8220;I&#8217;m sure you have<br />
more to offer.&#8221;<br />
Peter seemed to blush a bit, or was it the heat? Anyway, Beverly decided to<br />
change the subject and asked: &#8220;How long do you have to work every day?&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Usually from afternoons till sunset,&#8221; Peter answered, &#8220;though in the evenings<br />
things usually are not so busy. I move up and down the boulevard a lot though.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;You keep in shape very well then,&#8221; Janice replied. Beverly looked at Peter&#8217;s<br />
body and nodded agreeingly.<br />
&#8220;Well, here are some more customers. Work to do!&#8221; Peter said. &#8220;See you guys<br />
sometime.&#8221; He smiled at the girls, who made place for the new group of people.<br />
They waved him goodbye and continued their walk down to the beach.</p>
<p>Beverly and Janice decided to lie down in the evening-sun a while after all.<br />
They changed into their bikinis, which were very skimpy indeed. Beverly<br />
enjoyed this a lot, as she had the opportunity of smearing Janice&#8217;s body in<br />
with sun-block all over. She loved the feel of her young friend&#8217;s soft skin<br />
under her fingers, as she spread the oil all over, kneeding her supple flesh.<br />
Janice had a hard time not to moan too much, as  she was very sensitive to<br />
touch. Of course Beverly got her treat as well. Janice&#8217;s fingers were soft<br />
and gentle and Beverly dozed off under her touch.</p>
<p>The sky was darkening more and more, when Beverly took Janice&#8217;s hand and<br />
walked with her towards the flood-line.<br />
&#8220;What a lovely evening,&#8221; Janice said, &#8220;it&#8217;s going to be a beautiful red<br />
sunset.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;No sunset can match the beauty of your red hair,&#8221; Beverly answered, as she<br />
pulled Janice towards her and kissed her face lightly.<br />
&#8220;Please don&#8217;t.&#8221; Janice pulled back a little, unwillingly, but still. &#8220;There<br />
are people watching.&#8221; Beverly looked over the beach. There were a few people<br />
there, mostly other couples, waiting for the sunset. Nothing scary, but she<br />
knew that Janice felt a little uncomfortable expressing her feelings in<br />
public. She took Janice by the hand and said: &#8220;Okay then, let&#8217;s go for a<br />
little walk.&#8221; </p>
<p>After Beverly took some stuff with them, she and Janice strolled along the<br />
sea-shore, holding hands all the way. As Janice began to feel more comfortable,<br />
she pressed her body closer to Beverly&#8217;s.<br />
&#8220;Nobody is watching us now, sweetie,&#8221; Beverly said, as she wrapped her arms<br />
around Janice&#8217;s supple body. Indeed, they appeared to have reached a more or<br />
less secluded part of the beach. As Janice was somewhat smaller than Beverly,<br />
she raised her head and softly pressed her lips on those of her lover. Beverly<br />
ran her fingers through Janice&#8217;s hair, answering her kiss. She slowly slid her<br />
tongue through Janice&#8217;s lips, getting aroused by the taste and feel of<br />
Janice&#8217;s tongue playing with hers. Nobody could kiss so fine as Janice! She<br />
surely was naturally gifted. Beverly felt her desire increasing explosively,<br />
when Janice wrapped her arms around her and pressed her breasts against her<br />
body, rubbing her hardening nipples through the fabric of her bikini-top<br />
against Beverly&#8217;s stomach. Beverly dropped her stuff and lowered herself a<br />
bit, so their breasts met, Beverly&#8217;s cup C against the little, but taunt tits<br />
of her young friend. The feeling of their nipples rubbing together gave her a<br />
tingling feeling in her stomach, all the way down to her crotch. She took<br />
Janice in her arms and started to softly pull her down with her. </p>
<p>&#8220;No wait,&#8221; Janice mumbled. It took Beverly some seconds to regain her senses<br />
again.<br />
&#8220;What?&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Well,&#8221; Janice said, &#8220;we could still be seen here.&#8221;<br />
Beverly stood up, sighing deeply at first, but smiling at Janice again, as<br />
she started to caress her hair.<br />
&#8220;But I saw something where we could hide a bit,&#8221; Janice  continued and she<br />
pointed along the beach. Beverly looked and saw an old,  secluded boardwalk,<br />
which rose quite high over the beach.<br />
&#8220;Yeah, that&#8217;s a good idea,&#8221; she said and she took Janice by the hand again.</p>
<p>&#8220;No wonder that there&#8217;s nobody at this place,&#8221; Janice said as she and Beverly<br />
arrived at the old, wooden pillars. &#8220;It&#8217;s all stoney here.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Well, I&#8217;ll give you something soft to sit on,&#8221; Beverly replied. She took a<br />
big towel out of her bag and spread it over the floor under the boardwalk,<br />
removing some bigger stones. Then she sat down against one of the pillars.<br />
Janice took the hint and stood over Beverly, softly running her hands through<br />
her hair. Beverly replied by pulling her closer, nibbling Janice&#8217;s thighs as<br />
she caressed her butt and back of her legs. Then she started to pull Janice<br />
lower, tucking her g-string teasingly with her teeth. Janice lowered herself<br />
over Beverly, sitting on her lap, so Beverly could wrap her arms around her.<br />
At that time, the sun appeared under the boardwalk, spreading its red light<br />
over the tender couple. Beverly, facing the sun, saw how the light gave<br />
Janice&#8217;s hair a mysterious, bright glow.<br />
&#8220;Oh Janice,&#8221; Beverley whispered, &#8220;you&#8217;re so beautiful.&#8221;<br />
She wanted to say more, but her words got smothered by Janice&#8217;s tender kisses.<br />
Beverly gave in fully, sucking her lover&#8217;s tongue in her mouth, playing with<br />
it, tasting it. She started to undo Janice&#8217;s top and let it slide off. </p>
<p>Janice softly kissed Beverly in the neck, moaning softly, as Beverly massaged<br />
her breasts gently, rolling the hardening nipples between her fingers. Beverly<br />
felt the wetness between Janice&#8217;s legs increase, especially as she began to<br />
rub her crotch against hers. This was a sign for Beverly to slide Janice&#8217;s<br />
g-string off and to get rid of hers as well. There was no pubic hair that<br />
could stand in the way. Beverly and Janice shaved eachother regularly, making<br />
a loving game out of it. Beverly let go of a deep moan, when she felt Janice&#8217;s<br />
naked pussy slide over hers. She bent Janice backwards a bit and ran her tongue<br />
over her little breasts, licking between them, sucking the hard nipples as she<br />
rolled her tongue around them. Janice answered by arching her back and<br />
spreading her legs even more, rubbing her labes and clit forcefully over<br />
Beverly&#8217;s. </p>
<p>Janice came. She moaned loudly as large amounts of fluids gushed out of her<br />
pussy, running over Beverly&#8217;s crotch. When Beverly felt her lover spasm, her<br />
own orgasm wasn&#8217;t far either.<br />
&#8220;Ooooohhh.. baby&#8230; you&#8217;re so good&#8230;aaawww&#8230;&#8221;<br />
She took hold of Janice tightly, as that electrifying feeling took control<br />
over her body. She let herself slide sideways from the pillar, taking Janice<br />
with her, so that she straddled over her.</p>
<p>Still aroused by her orgasm, Beverly turned around over Janice&#8217;s body,<br />
straddling over her head as she spread Janice&#8217;s legs, positioning for a<br />
sixty-nine. Janice lifted her head and began to circle her tongue around<br />
Beverly&#8217;s pussy. Beverly first caressed Janice&#8217;s labes gently, trying not to<br />
get too distracted by the wonderful things Janice was doing between her legs.<br />
She shoved her fingers deeply in Janice&#8217;s vagina, caressing her labes with the<br />
tip of her tongue. Janice moaned in exstacy, stopping for a while. Beverly<br />
spread her legs wider, granting Janice more access. But Janice didn&#8217;t need the<br />
hint. She shoved her tongue deeply between Beverly&#8217;s labes, sucking her clit<br />
fiercly, causing huge amounts of pussy-juices to flow over her face.<br />
As a result, Beverly attacked Janice&#8217;s clit, giving it a blow-job as it grew<br />
bigger. </p>
<p>Both girls orgasmed almost at the same time. Their screams must have been<br />
heard at a long distance, but at this moment, they couldn&#8217;t have cared less. </p>
<p>They lied next to eachother on the blanket under the boardwalk for a while,<br />
kissing the cum from eachother&#8217;s lips.<br />
&#8220;I&#8217;m so lucky I&#8217;ve found you,&#8221; Beverly whispered in Janice&#8217;s ear. As a reply,<br />
Janice squeezed her playfully.<br />
&#8220;We&#8217;d better get dressed and get back again,&#8221; Beverly said. &#8220;It&#8217;s getting<br />
pretty dark already.&#8221;<br />
So they put on their ordinary clothes and walked back along the shore again,<br />
enjoying the last bits of red sky as they reached the public beach, which was<br />
still not completely empty.</p>
<p>When they walked up the boulevard, they saw Peter&#8217;s cart.<br />
&#8220;Hi there, Pete,&#8221; Beverly said. &#8220;You&#8217;re still at work? Sales must have been<br />
pretty good.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Hey, you&#8217;re still here!&#8221; Peter replied, smiling happily at the girls. &#8220;Yeah,<br />
things have been pretty busy today,&#8221; he continued, &#8220;but now my day is done!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;That&#8217;s what YOU think,&#8221; Beverly said, blinking at him seducively in an<br />
overly obvious way. &#8220;We still didn&#8217;t pay for our ice-cream. I hate to have<br />
debts.&#8221; She and Janice exchanged meaningful looks and Janice smiled broadly.<br />
&#8220;Hey ladies, the ice was on the h&#8230;&#8221;<br />
Peter stopped, suddenly knowing what was going on. He grinned widely,<br />
examining the girls with full interest. Then he turned to his cart again.<br />
&#8220;I have to bring this thing back to where it belongs,&#8221; he said.<br />
&#8220;Well, we can come along with you,&#8221; Janice answered. Peter nodded and so they<br />
went, Peter pulling the cart up the boulevard with the two girls helping him<br />
out. They arrived at a shack, a little walk away from the boulevard. Peter<br />
took a key and opened the door.<br />
&#8220;This ice-hut belongs to my uncle,&#8221; he said. &#8220;Through him I got this job, see.&#8221;<br />
There was a huge refrigerator in the middle of the room. A door lead to another<br />
room behind that. Peter stored the cart and let the girls enter the back-room<br />
before him.<br />
There was an old sofa there. A naked light-bulb was hanging from the ceiling.<br />
Peter switched it on and kicked off his shoes.<br />
&#8220;I know, it&#8217;s not a palace,&#8221; he said, &#8220;but do sit down.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;It&#8217;s okay,&#8221; Beverly answered, &#8220;we have everything we want.&#8221;<br />
She walked over to Peter and kissed him. He seemed a bit surprised at first,<br />
but then gave in and kissed her back intensely. Janice stood behind him and<br />
started to place little kisses in his neck.</p>
<p>&#8220;Hmmmm, you seem to be the timid type,&#8221; Beverly said, as they had been kissing<br />
a while, without him doing much more. &#8220;But I know just the thing for it.&#8221;<br />
She kicked off her shoes and sat down on the sofa, pulling Peter with her.<br />
Janice sat behind her and started to fondle her dress, opening the back zipper,<br />
sliding the dress off her shoulders. Then she placed kisses all over Beverly&#8217;s<br />
shoulders and neck. Beverly turned her head to engage in a deep french kiss<br />
with Janice, who slid her hand between Beverly&#8217;s legs. She pulled up the skirt,<br />
allowing Peter a nice view on Beverly&#8217;s bare pussy. Beverly also didn&#8217;t wear<br />
her bra, so Janice started to fondle her breasts with her one hand, as she<br />
parted Beverly&#8217;s labes with the other. She slid her fingers in, rubbing the<br />
swelling labes and clit softly. Peter began to caress Beverly&#8217;s legs, moving<br />
his mouth towards her breasts. He took her nipples between his lips, sucking<br />
them and tucking them lightly with his teeth.<br />
&#8220;See? I knew you&#8217;d come along,&#8221; Beverly moaned. Janice stood up and sat down<br />
behind Peter, who continued slowly, but securely. Janice also kicked off her<br />
shoes and then let her pants follow, along with her t-shirt. She was the first<br />
to go naked, but Beverly soon followed, as Peter hepled her to take off her<br />
dress.<br />
&#8220;Your turn,&#8221; Janice whispered. She helped Peter out of his t-shirt, meanhile<br />
placing kisses all over his back. She licked his ears, as she pressed her<br />
hardening nipples against his back, wrapping her arms around him from behind.<br />
Peter moaned, as Beverly joined in by licking his nipples and stomach. Janice<br />
slowly started to unzip his jeans. Then Beverly took over and pulled the<br />
trousers off his legs. </p>
<p>When he was only sitting in his boxer shorts, Janice, still sitting behind<br />
him, started to caress his breast and stomach, moving her hands down till she<br />
slowly slid one of them inside his shorts. Peter gasped a bit, when she took<br />
hold of his dick, pumping it slowly in her fine, little hand. His rod grew<br />
fast and soon Janice could hardly wrap her fingers around it.<br />
&#8220;Wow, he&#8217;s a big one,&#8221; she said.<br />
&#8220;Really?&#8221; Beverly replied. &#8220;Let&#8217;s see.&#8221;<br />
She slowly pulled Peter&#8217;s boxer shorts down, revealing an indeed large and<br />
thick stick. Peter just smiled. The massage Janice gave to his dick seemed to<br />
be a good one, though she had a bit trouble handling it. Still she kneaded<br />
the flesh up and down, squeezing the head lightly, sometimes rolling his balls<br />
through her fingers.<br />
&#8220;That looks tasty,&#8221; Beverly smiled. Janice understood and let go of Peter&#8217;s<br />
dick, who sighed deeply. Beverly took his rod in her hands, giving it the<br />
same kind of massage Janice did. She started to run her tongue up and down the<br />
shaft, unleashing little moans from Peter. Janice turned Peter&#8217;s head a bit<br />
and french kissed him deeply, as Beverly took each of his balls in her mouth<br />
seperately, massaging them with her tongue. After that she licked her way up<br />
his dick again. When she was up, she parted her lips, sliding the tip of the<br />
head in. She pulled it out, just to form her lips over Peter&#8217;s dick again,<br />
taking it deeper this time. She repeated the pattern, slowly taking in more<br />
and more. </p>
<p>After a while she paused a bit, jacking Peter&#8217;s dick, using her spit for lube.<br />
&#8220;Well? Like it?&#8221; she said. It was needless to ask. Peter was  grinning widely,<br />
obviously at the peak of his joy.<br />
&#8220;Don&#8217;t you want to join in?&#8221; Beverly smilingly asked Janice, who was still<br />
sitting behing Peter, caressing him.<br />
&#8220;I have an idea,&#8221; Janice replied. She stood up and went out of the room.<br />
Beverly and Peter heard some noises coming from the other room, but didn&#8217;t<br />
think about it too long, as Beverly took his cock back between her lips,<br />
taking him deeper still with each instroke.<br />
When Janice returned, she appeared to have brought some plates with ice-cream<br />
on them.<br />
&#8220;I just took some popsicles and mashed them,&#8221; she said. Beverly didn&#8217;t answer.<br />
She just had Peter&#8217;s dick in half-way down her throat. Janice walked over to<br />
her, took some ice-cream and started smearing it over Peter&#8217;s balls and the<br />
base of his dick.<br />
&#8220;What the &#8230; &#8221; Peter began, but he silenced as he felt the sensation of two<br />
pair of lips on his dick. Beverly bobbed her head up and down, her lips<br />
tightly around his rod, as Janice began to lick the ice off his balls. The<br />
sensation of cold and hot was overwhelming for Peter. This became even more<br />
intense, as Beverly stopped for a while, letting Janice take over. Janice took<br />
some ice-cream and smeared Peter&#8217;s dick in with it. Then she took some in her<br />
mouth and slid her lips over Peter&#8217;s dick-head, taking it in slowly. Peter<br />
moaned loudly, as he felt his rod slide through the cold mass into Janice&#8217;s<br />
hot throat. Rather than bopping up and down, Janice just swallowed Peter&#8217;s<br />
dick in more and more, letting him enter as deep as he could.<br />
&#8220;Owwww, you naughty little girl,&#8221; Beverly said laughingly. &#8220;I know a young<br />
girl like you just LOVES ice-cream. Now you beat me at the game after all.&#8221;<br />
Beverly crawled behind Janice, who was kneeling on the floor, and wrapped her<br />
arms around her. She searched for Janice&#8217;s hairless pussy and slid her fingers<br />
between her labes. Then she decided to lie down on the floor, letting Janice<br />
straddle her face as she attacked her pussy with fast-moving attacks of her<br />
tongue. </p>
<p>Janice shuddered. Not only from Beverly&#8217;s actions, but also because Peter&#8217;s<br />
dick started throbbing in her mouth. He pushed it in almost fully, as his<br />
breathing got erratic. Short after that Janice felt a warm stream of sperm<br />
being shot in her throat. She took out his dick, which squirted one last shot<br />
of cum against her lips. Janice licked it off and then let herself slide back<br />
at the caresses of Beverly, who had wetted one finger with Janice&#8217;s richly<br />
flowing pussy-juices and shoved it up her arse.</p>
<p>Peter looked at the girls engaging in their horny game. He kissed Janice, who<br />
was leaning forward on the sofa to let Beverly&#8217;s tongue and finger enter her<br />
deeper. Peter caressed Janice&#8217;s cute, lovely breasts, kissing them. For a few<br />
seconds he just looked at her, while she squirmed under his and Beverly&#8217;s<br />
tender caresses. Such a young girl, but already so sensual and ready for<br />
action. He almost couldn&#8217;t believe it. Peter felt like he was in a dream.</p>
<p>He slid off the sofa and decided to take care of Beverly&#8217;s unattended pussy.<br />
He remembered the sensations of cold and wet he experienced and took some of<br />
the ice-cream from the plate. He smeared it gently between Beverly&#8217;s thighs<br />
and then softly licked it off again, closing in on her pussy, which was<br />
already throbbing with anticipation. Then he took some of the ice-cream and<br />
softly smeared it over Beverly&#8217;s labes. The reaction was immediate: a shock<br />
went through Beverly&#8217;s body, as she let go of a deep &#8220;oooahhhhmmmm&#8230;&#8221;<br />
Obviosuly she couldn&#8217;t say more, as Janice was pushing her pussy against her<br />
lips. Peter put some ice-cream on his tongue and shoved it between Beverly&#8217;s<br />
swollen labes. He spread her pussy and started to eat it out, causing Beverly<br />
to jerk her hips upward madly.</p>
<p>It didn&#8217;t take long before Peter noticed how the excitement of the girls<br />
rubbed off on him as well. His dick was rising fast again. After he had licked<br />
out the last bit of ice-cream out of Beverly&#8217;s pussy, he straddled over her<br />
legs, facing Janice&#8217;s back, which he began to caress up and down as he let his<br />
dick close in on Beverly&#8217;s cunt. Beverly seemed to utter a smothered cry of<br />
joy, when Peter slid his dick between her wet and waiting labes. He wrapped<br />
one arm around Janice, kissing her where he could, while he started to thrust<br />
his dick back and forth. Beverly came within seconds, as Peter also stimulated<br />
her clit with his fingers. His dick slid back and forth in her soaking wet<br />
pussy while he turned Janice&#8217;s head for a deep french kiss. </p>
<p>Obviously very aroused, Beverly shoved one more finger in Janice&#8217;s arse,<br />
sliding both fingers back and forth forcefully. Peter saw it happen and he<br />
also noticed, how excited Janice reacted to that treatment.<br />
He bent over to her and asked: &#8220;Wouldn&#8217;t you like something real in there?&#8221;<br />
Janice just replied by searching his lips and kissing him deeply. Beverly took<br />
her fingers out of Janice&#8217;s arse and said: &#8220;Just be careful, Peter. She has<br />
never done this for real before.&#8221; Then she gently parted Janice&#8217;s cute,<br />
well-formed butt-cheeks. Janice reacted by bending forward over the sofa even<br />
more, sticking her butt backwards, so Peter could clearly see her pink, little<br />
star. He hesitated though, as it all seemed so small to him. This was a<br />
thirteen-year old girl! How could she ever take his dick up her arse?<br />
Janice seemed to read his thoughts as she said: &#8220;Don&#8217;t worry, Pete. Beverly<br />
just stretched me back there and I know she will take good care of me from the<br />
other side, as I&#8217;m sure you will too when you enter me there. Besides, I am<br />
used to a little pain.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Okay darling,&#8221; Peter replied, as he stopped his slow thrusting in Beverly&#8217;s<br />
pussy. He slid his dick out, which was all wet from Beverly&#8217;s juices.<br />
&#8220;See?&#8221; Janice said, as his dick closed in on her arse. &#8220;Your dick is already<br />
lubed too&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
The last word ended in a little squeal, as Peter pressed the head of his dick<br />
against her anus and started to force it through. </p>
<p>Janice&#8217;s arse opened up slowly. Peter stopped a while with pushing his dick<br />
in, as Janice let go of a deep whining and moaning, which definetely sounded<br />
like cries of pain to him. But Janice urged him to go on. Beverly obviously<br />
did a good job between her legs, mellowing the pain by sucking and licking<br />
Janice&#8217;s labes and clit. Peter also caressed Janice&#8217;s breats and shoulders,<br />
kissing her in her neck, as he continued to force his rod up her arse.  </p>
<p>Finally, after some while, Janice&#8217;s butt-hole opened up completely and<br />
swallowed the head of Peter&#8217;s dick. Peter moaned loudly, loving the feeling of<br />
Janice&#8217;s anal muscles massaging his hot rod. Janice shuddered and whimpered a<br />
bit, which Peter actually began to find quite a turn-on. He pushed his dick<br />
some one or two inches further up her arse.<br />
&#8220;Oooohhh, you&#8217;re so tight,&#8221; he moaned in Janice&#8217;s ear. Indeed, he never had<br />
felt such a a grip on his dick before.<br />
&#8220;Fill me,&#8221; Janice whimpered, &#8220;don&#8217;t let go. Stretch me, fuck me there,<br />
deeper&#8230; please&#8230; &#8221;<br />
As she said these words, Peter felt how her arse began to relax and he slid<br />
some two inches further in. This girl was truly opening up to him!</p>
<p>It didn&#8217;t take Peter much more effort to push his dick in fully. Unbelievable!<br />
This fragile girl had his huge dick all the way up her arse! He bent backwards<br />
a bit and looked down as if he couldn&#8217;t believe it, but he clearly saw his rod<br />
disappear in the tightness between Janice&#8217;s butt-cheeks, which had been<br />
stretched enormously. He also saw Beverly&#8217;s beautiful body. Beverly was still<br />
treating Janice&#8217;s pussy, causing Janice&#8217;s arse to squeeze his dick. Peter<br />
slowly pulled his dick back again, which caused a deep sigh with Janice. When<br />
Peter was almost fully out, he forced his dick back in again, much faster<br />
this time. Janice held on tight to the pillows on the sofa and moaned. Peter<br />
began to repeat the pattern, sliding back and forth in long strokes, gradually<br />
increasing speed. </p>
<p>Peter had just slid his dick fully up Janice&#8217;s arse again, as Janice came<br />
with a loud, whining scream. Her anal muscles spasmed around Peter&#8217;s rod<br />
ecstatically. Through this Peter reached his own orgasm in no-time. He almost<br />
blackened out, as he shot his sperm up Janice&#8217;s arse. His dick slid out of<br />
the tight hole, so the last shots of cum landed over Janice&#8217;s back and then<br />
over Beverly&#8217;s shoulders. </p>
<p>&#8220;Oh my&#8230;&#8221;  Peter sighed as he rolled on the floor on his back. As he looked<br />
at the girls, he saw that Janice was licking his cum off Beverly&#8217;s shoulders.<br />
Beverly then held Janice tight to her, smearing the cum on her back all over.<br />
&#8220;You were a good girl,&#8221; Beverly whispered in Janice&#8217;s ear. &#8220;A good girl. I<br />
knew you could do it.&#8221; Janice smiled happily at Beverly and then kissed her.<br />
Beverly blinked at Peter and he could do nothing more but smile back and nod<br />
agreeingly.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, if you want to take a shower, there is one just outside,&#8221; Peter said<br />
after a while. The girls didn&#8217;t hesitate and decided to wash off the sweat<br />
and cum off eachother&#8217;s body. They also washed Peter all over, paying special<br />
attention to his dick, which was a bit greasy from having been all the way up<br />
Janice&#8217;s arse. </p>
<p>Peter brought the girls home in his car, receiving deep goodbye-kisses.<br />
&#8220;Tomorrow, same time same place?&#8221; Peter asked, when the girls stepped out of<br />
the car.<br />
&#8220;Who knows?&#8221; Beverly answered and she blinked meaningfully. She and Janice<br />
walked up the doorway hand in hand. They sure had a lot of explaining to do to<br />
Janice&#8217;s parents, but hey, it sure had been worth it! What was wrong about<br />
forgetting the time while having fun at the beach anyway?</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[When most people inquire about hypnosis in the bedroom
they are incredulous about it. It is not really a sleep, but
rather an altered state of consciousness or awareness. To give
you examples that each of us encounter in everyday life, I
believe the following will suffice. Have you ever traveled from
your home to work while your mind was [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When most people inquire about hypnosis in the bedroom<br />
they are incredulous about it. It is not really a sleep, but<br />
rather an altered state of consciousness or awareness. To give<br />
you examples that each of us encounter in everyday life, I<br />
believe the following will suffice. Have you ever traveled from<br />
your home to work while your mind was on something other than<br />
driving? You often arrive and don&#8217;t remember how you got there.<br />
How about driving on a long trip in the morning after being well<br />
rested over night? The road has an hypnotic effect on many of us,<br />
and we seem to dose off.<span id="more-19"></span></p>
<p>We often convince ourselves of something even when it is not true<br />
or accurate. This, in effect, is hypnosis. Each of us has varying<br />
degrees of what is referred to as somnabulism. That is the depth<br />
that we can go. A certain percentage of the population are som-<br />
nambulists, or those able to go very deeply &#8220;asleep.&#8221; The rest of<br />
us can approach some degree of hypnosis, whether it is through<br />
the use of a hypnotist or by ourselves. Good indicators of our<br />
potential measure of depth are how often we dream, whether or not<br />
we walk in our sleep, talk in our sleep and the frequency with<br />
which we put ourselves in some sort of a trance state when we are<br />
driving and the like. A somnabulist can reach the deepest state<br />
of trance and for them, anything is possible. This is evidenced<br />
by some persons in various religious experiences who can attain<br />
levels of pain reduction greater than that of anesthetics. Some<br />
can walk on hot coals, others sleep on beds of nails and yet<br />
others can reduce, almost stop their heartbeats or breathing. All<br />
of these are examples of hypnosis. The possibilities are ab-<br />
solutely endless.</p>
<p>You can see how effective such a technique might be in increasing<br />
one&#8217;s sexual awareness and/or pleasure. Would you like to have<br />
endless desire without fatigue? Wouldn&#8217;t it be great to increase<br />
the number and intensity of climaxes? The number of sexual<br />
partners can be endless. You can change the appearance of the one<br />
you are with or create your own partner without the need of<br />
having any real person around. With your mind you can experiment<br />
with any desire or fantasy that you can invent.</p>
<p>If you would care to do a little experimenting on your own, I can<br />
recommend renting one of a couple of video cassettes on the sub-<br />
ject. I found several at Blockbuster Video at the corner of Rts.<br />
7 &#038; 224 in Boardman. I&#8217;m sure there are other Blockbusters in<br />
other areas of our community. I found the cassette on Increased<br />
Relaxation to be very indicative of what can be accomplished all<br />
by yourself. The video is a combination of a very relaxing video<br />
of a fireplace and other visual things coupled with the soft<br />
relaxing voice of the narrator who gives direction and suggest-<br />
ions for use during the tape and post-hypnotically. They also<br />
make use of subliminal cuts in the presentation. Weird Huh?</p>
<p>I can also recommend that if the topic interests you, it would be<br />
beneficial to get a few books at the public library on the topic<br />
of hypnosis and autohypnosis. Try not to get anything too techni-<br />
cal so it doesn&#8217;t become a bore. Many of the books available give<br />
insight into many of the legitimate uses of hypnosis and indicate<br />
what some of the truisms are so you don&#8217;t get scarred off by the<br />
bull that you have heard over the years. Examples would be the<br />
person that never woke up from a trance; the Svengali type who<br />
would force people to do things they didn&#8217;t want to do; only dull<br />
or stupid people can be hypnotized; etc. Most of these things are<br />
bull.</p>
<p>Fortunately, my wife is a somnambulist and anything is possible<br />
for her. I don&#8217;t share her ability, but I am attempting to train<br />
myself to respond in an enhanced way. Much can be gained by prac-<br />
tice. My wife, although never having the courage or specific in-<br />
terest in a stranger to make it to bed with him, has had two<br />
cocks in her at one time, one in each hand with two other men<br />
licking her erect nipples. She has been fucked by many men and<br />
women in her mind, and to her it is absolutely real and most ex-<br />
citing. Because of our experimentation, I have been so excited<br />
that I can&#8217;t put it into words. It has taken my breath away and<br />
sent me in to convulsions of ecstasy. I have also taught her how<br />
to put herself to &#8220;sleep&#8221; so she may go under and get off at<br />
will. She doesn&#8217;t make nearly the use of it that I would, but she<br />
has the ability and likely takes it for granted after these many<br />
years. We can build mystery into any situation. Every day can and<br />
often does become a fantasy.</p>
<p>The one thing that you don&#8217;t want to lose sight of, is the fact<br />
that although she enjoys this new dimension, there is no replace-<br />
ment for the real thing. She has indicated to me that she enjoys<br />
these experiences, but she still prefers a real flesh and blood<br />
cock in her hole. She&#8217;ll always love and demand lips on her<br />
nipples and a tongue in her quim. These are, I believe, the foun-<br />
dation for her mind to build on. Far be it from me to remove<br />
someone&#8217;s foundation.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[  Since graduating from college, Simon and Melisa lived with her
parent&#8217;s at their large estate in Rhode Island. Melisa, more than Simon,
wanted to move out, away from her rich father&#8217;s influence. Even though
he had the best intentions in the world, Melisa didn&#8217;t want her husband
conforming to her father&#8217;s conservative way of life, which she [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>  Since graduating from college, Simon and Melisa lived with her<br />
parent&#8217;s at their large estate in Rhode Island. Melisa, more than Simon,<br />
wanted to move out, away from her rich father&#8217;s influence. Even though<br />
he had the best intentions in the world, Melisa didn&#8217;t want her husband<br />
conforming to her father&#8217;s conservative way of life, which she felt<br />
Simon would if they remained living there. As it was, her husband could<br />
be a real stick in the mud at times, and Melisa didn&#8217;t want him getting<br />
any worse.<br />
  Her prayers were answered one day when Simon received an unexpected<br />
job offer from one of his old friends. The sexy, but spoiled, redhead<br />
used all of her charms and every trick she knew to coax Simon into<br />
accepting the offer, which was no small accomplishment since her father<br />
had a counter offer for a large pay increase and a better position<br />
within his corporation for Simon. In the end though, Melisa won out, and<br />
they moved away to Simon&#8217;s home town in northern Wisconsin.<span id="more-17"></span><br />
  Tonight, a week after their move, her husband&#8217;s old high school<br />
friends were having a welcome home party at The Landing, a small lodge<br />
hidden deep in the woods. Away from their wives for the evening, Simon&#8217;s<br />
buddies proceeded to get drunk out of their minds while telling Melisa,<br />
the only woman present, about the wild times they use to have together.<br />
  After a couple hours of drinking and listening to their tall tales,<br />
Melisa began feeling the effects of the alcohol she had consumed. In yet<br />
another toast made by someone, she gulped down her fifth shot of<br />
whiskey. Melisa, feeling no pain and more than a little horny, then<br />
started giving her husband some not-so-subtle suggestions about how<br />
amorous she was. With a drink in her hand and sporting a devilish grin,<br />
the petite redhead un-characteristically walked up to him and asked<br />
Simon to go outside, suggestively squeezing his buns and winking at him.<br />
Simon grumbled, &#8220;Maybe, later.&#8221;</p>
<p>  Finally slipping away from the boisterous crowd an hour later, Melisa<br />
walked over to the far end of the patio behind The Landing. The view was<br />
incredible. It was a clear and cloudless night with a huge, bright full<br />
moon hanging in the sky. Like the largest light bulb ever created, the<br />
moonbeams sparkled off the water of the lake below, bathing the<br />
surrounding forest and patio in a soft white glow. When she reached the<br />
railing, Melisa noticed the shadow of someone off to the side, but she<br />
was too horny to concern herself with one of her husband&#8217;s drunk<br />
friends.<br />
  Slowly turning around, she tilted her head back, and parted her lips<br />
for a kiss. His hands immediately went to her breasts as he bent down to<br />
kiss her. Melisa felt him groping around at the top of her expensive<br />
dress, almost ripping it, as he tried to get his hands inside. He<br />
finally pushed her dress from her shoulders and pulled it down. His<br />
touch felt like fire when his fingertips finally dipped inside the lace<br />
cups of her bra. Melisa could feel his urgency, his desire, and she was<br />
happy that it matched hers. She heard a slight tear, then a loud rip. In<br />
his lustful state he had torn her bra apart. The round curves and<br />
softness of her large breasts were now totally exposed to the night air.<br />
Melisa didn&#8217;t care that he had ripped her bra. She had waited three long<br />
hours for this, and a torn piece of clothing wasn&#8217;t going to dampen her<br />
excitement.<br />
  He pinched her already hardened nipples while his lips continued to<br />
crush and smother hers in a sloppy kiss. Melisa moaned her hunger into<br />
his open mouth. He dropped his hands and seized the undulating cheeks of<br />
her firm ass. Because he was 6&#8242; 4&#8243; and she was only 5&#8242; 5&#8243;, even with 3&#8243;<br />
heels on, their embrace didn&#8217;t last long. Already Melisa&#8217;s neck was<br />
getting sore from leaning back at such an awkward angle. Breaking their<br />
kiss, she pressed her hands against his chest, and stepped back a bit.<br />
  Simon&#8217;s heart almost stopped beating when his wife reached out to open<br />
his jeans. With lust in her eyes, Melisa quickly undid his pants, and<br />
pushed them and his underwear down to his ankles. Dropping to her knees<br />
in front of him, Simon held his breath as Melisa teasingly licked and<br />
kissed her way slowly up his thighs. He gritted his teeth when her lips<br />
parted, and she encircled the crown of his dick with them. Simon though<br />
his head would explode when his wife&#8217;s mouth began to suck and swallow<br />
his now completely hard shaft. Her saliva was making his dick glisten<br />
like the lake below them. In the two years they had known each other,<br />
Melisa had never sucked him off before. Simon was too stunned by the<br />
sight of her luscious, red lips sliding up and down his thick rod to say<br />
anything to her now. While she gently fondled his testicles with her<br />
right hand, his wife reached around and massaged his ass with her other<br />
one. Melisa then began moaning in delight as her mouth proceeded to<br />
steadily increase its loving action. Almost ready to climax, he reached<br />
for the back of her head, but Melisa removed her mouth from his cock and<br />
raised herself up.<br />
  &#8220;I can&#8217;t wait any longer. I want you to fuck me. Right here, right<br />
now!&#8221; his wife panted as she lifted her dress up to her waist and spread<br />
her feet apart.<br />
  Simon had tried telling her that The Landing wasn&#8217;t as fancy as the<br />
places back east, only a local hang out for the loggers and a few<br />
sportsmen who knew of it, but Melisa insisted on dressing up for the<br />
party anyway. In the bright moonlight, the sight of her shapely legs<br />
encased in tan nylons and perched atop a pair of high heels was the most<br />
erotic vision Simon had ever seen. When Melisa&#8217;s trimmed, red pussy<br />
hairs came into view, Simon was shocked. He didn&#8217;t know she had left the<br />
house without wearing any panties.<br />
  With the top of her dress down and the bottom of it raised, Melisa<br />
hoped she looked like a woman begging to be fucked. That&#8217;s what she was,<br />
and that&#8217;s what she wanted to look like. It had been over a month since<br />
Simon had fucked her last, and Melisa thought she&#8217;d die if she didn&#8217;t<br />
get fucked now.<br />
  With ease, he lifted her 105 pound frame up and kissed her hard on the<br />
mouth. Melisa wrapped her arms and legs around him, kissing him back<br />
with a passion Simon didn&#8217;t know she had. When her silky legs surrounded<br />
his mid-section and she locked her ankles together, he cupped the cheeks<br />
of her small ass in the palms of his hands. With one swift and powerful<br />
thrust, his entire cock pierced and buried itself inside her pussy.<br />
Melisa suddenly broke their kiss and cried out. Savoring the way his<br />
cock had enlarged and filled her pussy so completely, his wife held<br />
herself steady for a moment. Every nerve in her body tingling with<br />
excitement, and a barrage of fireworks was going off behind her tightly<br />
closed eyelids. After the initial wave of pleasure passed, Melisa looked<br />
into his eyes and in a throaty whisper said, &#8220;It&#8217;s been so long!&#8221; His<br />
wife then crushed her mouth over his in another wet and passionate kiss.<br />
Simon was shocked that his prim and proper wife from the east coast<br />
could ever act this way.<br />
  &#8220;Come on, baby, really give it to me. Fuck my brains out! Faster!<br />
Faster!&#8221; Melisa hissed as she began to wildly bounced up and down,<br />
impaling herself upon his cock with every once of energy she had.<br />
  Simon was starting to feel dizzy, and wasn&#8217;t able to stand on his own<br />
two feet any longer. While Melisa continued to fuck him like some sex-<br />
starved nymphomaniac, Simon weakly dropped down to sit on the wooden<br />
bench by the railing.<br />
  Melisa cried out again, &#8220;Come on, honey, fuck me faster! Please, baby,<br />
faster! I&#8217;m almost there. Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!&#8221;<br />
  Suddenly, Simon became sick to his stomach. Just in time, he leaned<br />
over the patio and heaved his guts out.<br />
  After Melisa straightened out her clothes, she kissed him one more<br />
time then went back to rejoin the party. Simon threw up again when the<br />
man who just fucked his wife followed her inside.</p>
<p>  &#8220;Good morning, sleepy head.&#8221; he heard a soft and far away voice say.<br />
  The throbbing pain started as soon as Simon opened his eyes. Melisa<br />
leaned forward and gently kissed her husband on the forehead, while her<br />
hand ducked under the covers.<br />
  &#8220;How could you?&#8221; was all Simon said, not even flinching when Melisa&#8217;s<br />
cold fingertips touched his crotch.<br />
  &#8220;Hey, I did everything I could last night to get you to&#8230; you know&#8230;<br />
make love to me. I&#8217;m still horny, Simon.&#8221;<br />
  The pain in his temples was replaced by a dizziness as blurred images<br />
of the scene he witnessed on the patio at The Landing came back to him.<br />
Melisa&#8217;s silky legs were wrapped around another man. Another man&#8217;s huge<br />
hands were squeezing her tiny ass cheeks as she furiously leaped up and<br />
down on him. Another man&#8217;s tongue was probing her open mouth in an eager<br />
kiss. Simon closed his eyes in torment. Was it all just a bad dream? Did<br />
he only imagine that Melisa had sex with someone else last night? His<br />
wife mistook his confused look as a sign of a hangover.<br />
  &#8220;Do you want something for your headache, or how about some<br />
breakfast?&#8221; Melisa asked as she slipped out of bed and threw her robe<br />
on. &#8220;Maybe after you&#8217;re feeling better, we could&#8230; mess around.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Mess around?&#8221; Simon said, then mumbled under his breath as she walked<br />
out of their bedroom, &#8220;That&#8217;s not what I&#8217;d call it!&#8221;<br />
  Melisa was right about one thing though, Simon was experiencing the<br />
worst headache of his life. It had been a long time since he went out<br />
drinking with the guys, and now it was time to pay the piper. His<br />
stomach did a sudden flip-flop, and he made a mad, stumbling dash for<br />
their bathroom.<br />
  On his knees in homage, Simon had no offering for the porcelain god.<br />
His belly was empty. All he could do was listen to his gut wrenching<br />
prayers as they echoed around in the rotund bowl, making his head pound<br />
that much more. His stomach began hurting from the violent convulsions<br />
it was going through trying to present anything in praise to the short,<br />
white deity he was kneeling in front of, but it had nothing to give.<br />
Like a rejected beggar, Simon bowed his head and implored the powers to<br />
be for mercy. The icy-cold, ceramic altar was soothing his forehead when<br />
his silent petition was answered. The toilet seat came crashing down on<br />
the back of his neck.<br />
  &#8220;Oh, honey, are you okay?&#8221;<br />
  Simon turned toward the compassionate voice he heard, and looked up<br />
through the hallow-like hole above his head.<br />
  &#8220;My, oh, my! Don&#8217;t we look green.&#8221; Melisa said and then started<br />
laughing.<br />
  &#8220;It&#8217;s not funny!&#8221; Simon groaned, half in anger, half in self pity.<br />
  &#8220;From where I&#8217;m standing, you look funny. Here,&#8221; Melisa said as she<br />
grabbed her husband&#8217;s arm and helped him to his feet, &#8220;get back to bed.<br />
You&#8217;ll need to sleep this one off.&#8221;<br />
  After making him take some asprin with a full glass of orange juice,<br />
Melisa tucked her husband into bed like a little boy.</p>
<p>  &#8220;JESUS H. CHRIST! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!&#8221; came the shout that woke<br />
him up.<br />
  &#8220;Leave me alone!&#8221; Simon grumbled, not bothering to open his eyes to<br />
see who was there.<br />
  &#8220;Hey, Mel, you got any coffee made?&#8221; Simon&#8217;s best friend Bob, yelled<br />
out.<br />
  &#8220;It should be ready in a few minutes.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Come on, those muskies are practically dying to jump in the boat,<br />
LETS GO!&#8221;<br />
  All Bob got was another tortured grunt.<br />
  &#8220;Did Simple Simon have too much to drink last night? Does his little<br />
head hurt?&#8221; Bob teased.<br />
  &#8220;ASSHOLE!&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;PUSSY!&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Double asshole!&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Weekend Weed Whacker!&#8221;<br />
  Simon opened his eyes at his friend&#8217;s last jab. He remembered it was a<br />
derogatory nickname the locals called all the city people.<br />
  &#8220;What the hell are you doing here? It&#8217;s not even&#8230;&#8221; then Simon<br />
remembered they were suppose to go fishing this morning.<br />
  &#8220;Damn, what did those people on the east coast do to you?&#8221; Bob said,<br />
then quickly yanked the covers off of Simon.<br />
  &#8220;Hey, Melisa, Simon&#8217;s got one of them retractable fishing rods and the<br />
line&#8217;s all tangled up! You better get in here and help this poor boy,<br />
cause I sure as hell ain&#8217;t!&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;OKAY, I&#8217;m up already! Now get the hell out of here while I get<br />
dressed!&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Never mind. False alarm.&#8221; Bob shouted.<br />
  In the kitchen, Melisa sarcastically stated, &#8220;Another one!&#8221;</p>
<p>  &#8220;I need to ask you something, Bob.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;No, we&#8217;re not going in! I don&#8217;t care how many times you throw up, or<br />
how green you get. I&#8217;m always out here until I get my quota, so don&#8217;t<br />
ask again.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;It has nothing to do with that.&#8221; Simon said.<br />
  &#8220;What is it then?&#8221;<br />
  When his friend didn&#8217;t answer, Bob turned his head around. Simon<br />
seemed to be looking at something in the distance, so Bob followed his<br />
line of sight, and tried to figure out what it was. Seeing nothing out<br />
of the ordinary, he asked again, &#8220;Well, you going to tell me what&#8217;s on<br />
your mind?&#8221;<br />
  Confused, hurt, angry and still hung over, Simon said, &#8220;Never mind.&#8221;</p>
<p>  Melisa was so startled to hear the knocking at the front door that she<br />
almost dropped the box of crystal she was carrying into the dinning<br />
room. Setting it on the table, she yelled out, &#8220;I&#8217;ll be right there!&#8221; A<br />
man wearing only a T-shirt and jeans, his back turned to the door, was<br />
standing on their porch. Boy!, she thought, They sure grow them big up<br />
here! Melisa suddenly realized she was still only dressed in her short<br />
robe. She jumped when the man began knocking again. Opening the door up<br />
enough to stick her head out, the half-naked housewife asked, &#8220;What can<br />
I do for you?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Hi there! My name&#8217;s Jack. Sorry to bother you, but can I use your<br />
phone? My truck got a flat and I need to call somebody out here. It&#8217;s<br />
just down the road a bit.&#8221; he said with a smile.<br />
  &#8220;Don&#8217;t you have a spare?&#8221; Melisa asked, afraid to let a stranger in<br />
the house, especially the way she was dressed.<br />
  &#8220;Don&#8217;t I wish! Listen, I haul logs for the mill, so it&#8217;s not my rig,<br />
but if I&#8217;m not back by a certain time, I&#8217;ll be in deep shit. Look, I<br />
just need to let them know I got a flat, then I&#8217;ll go back out there and<br />
wait for them to send somebody to fix it.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Where are my manners? I&#8217;m sorry. Come in, the phone is in the living<br />
room.&#8221; Melisa said as she opened the door all the way.<br />
  Jack stepped in and followed her as she walked past him after closing<br />
the door. Tom was right. Not only was the redhead beautiful, but she had<br />
a fantastic body! She was a little small for his taste, but if<br />
everything else Tom said was true, he could overlook that. When Melisa<br />
turned around to face him and point at the phone on a table by the wall,<br />
Jack had to swallow his heart. The red haired beauty before him had the<br />
biggest pair of tits he&#8217;d ever seen on a woman her size.<br />
  While Jack was on the phone, Melisa knew she should have gotten<br />
dressed. Every time she turned around the man&#8217;s eyes were on her. It was<br />
like he didn&#8217;t care if anyone was on the other end of the line. Her<br />
cheeks turned red and her pulse quickened when she saw his gaze fix upon<br />
her breasts. Pulling her robe together to hide herself from his stare<br />
only seemed to make Jack&#8217;s eyes grow larger. Looking down, she noticed<br />
the thin material of her short, white satin robe was stretched tightly<br />
across chest, making her erect nipples even more visible. Completely<br />
embarrassed for getting excited just from having a man look at her,<br />
Melisa ran into the kitchen.<br />
  &#8220;I&#8217;ve got to hand it to you, Tom, you were right.&#8221; Jack said when the<br />
woman disappeared. &#8220;She sure is something else! How long have I got?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Well, it&#8217;s only nine and she&#8217;s probably sober by now, so be here when<br />
everybody gets back from lunch.&#8221; his boss said.<br />
  &#8220;Thanks! See you at one.&#8221; Jack replied as he hung up the phone.<br />
  Now all he had to do was figure out a way of getting the redhead to<br />
let him stay in the house while a fictitious emergency truck repaired<br />
his fictitious flat tire.<br />
  &#8220;Say, lady!&#8221; he called out, &#8220;Can I use your bathroom?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;It&#8217;s the first door on the left, down the hallway.&#8221;<br />
  When she heard the man close the bathroom door, Melisa raced from the<br />
kitchen and into her bedroom. She hurriedly straightened up the bed,<br />
threw the clothes she wore last night into the closet and took her robe<br />
off. After wiggling into a tight pair of pink bikini panties, she<br />
searched for a matching bra in her dresser drawer. From the corner of<br />
her eye, Melisa saw something move, and bolted upright in surprise.<br />
  Less than two feet away, Jack was standing in the open doorway to the<br />
adjoining bathroom. He didn&#8217;t say anything, didn&#8217;t even apologize for<br />
sneaking up on her, but then he didn&#8217;t have to. The way he was looking<br />
at Melisa said it all. Before, when he was on the phone, his looks were<br />
appreciative, even complimentary. Now, there was something else in his<br />
eyes, and Melisa started to tremble. Jack was awed by the near flawless<br />
set of tits the young redhead had. And her nipples! My God, they were<br />
the most perfectly shaped little nubs he had ever laid eyes on!<br />
  The two of them just stood there, both with their mouth open and both<br />
wanting something different. Neither knew what the other&#8217;s next move was<br />
going to be, so they both were afraid to move. Wearing only a flimsy<br />
pair of panties, Melisa felt vulnerable and helpless. On the other hand,<br />
Jack couldn&#8217;t remember the last time he was this sexually aroused. It<br />
was certain they couldn&#8217;t just let the tension keep building up between<br />
them, one of them had to do something, but which one was going to make<br />
the first move?<br />
  Last night, Melisa had too much to drink, and just got carried away.<br />
That&#8217;s all it was. Yet, like last night, she could feel her pussy<br />
beginning to moisten, and she became embarrassed again. The young wife<br />
looked down, to keep the man from seeing the way she was blushing. Her<br />
heart skipped several beats, and she stopped breathing. The man&#8217;s cock<br />
was sticking out of his open jeans, coming to life, bouncing slightly as<br />
it grew larger and stiffer. Her nipples hardened all the more at the<br />
sight, and Melisa became ashamed from the way she was reacting.<br />
  Tentatively, Jack raised his right hand. Melisa flinched at his sudden<br />
movement, but stood her ground. Slowly he reached out to her. The sigh<br />
the redhead made after his hand covered and gently squeezed her left<br />
breast told Jack all he needed to know. He reached out with his other<br />
hand and began slowly squeezing both her tits. Melisa legs wobbled, and<br />
another sigh escaped from her still open and suddenly dry mouth. Jack<br />
released her breasts, and his hands slid to her rib cage. Melisa clamped<br />
her eyes shut and bit her lower lip as she raised her head. Her mouth<br />
opened with a soft and pleading moan as his hands surrounded her slim<br />
waist. She felt his fingers at her hips, hooking themselves inside the<br />
only piece of clothing she had on. Like a hot knife through butter, Jack<br />
ripped her panties on both sides.<br />
  Melisa&#8217;s only response was to look up, not in surprise, but in<br />
anticipation of his next move. Jack noticed the change in her and<br />
reached down. Melisa&#8217;s legs parted, and he lazily pulled the torn and<br />
useless panties from between her quivering thighs. At that moment, they<br />
both knew she was his. Melisa, almost in a trance, walked over to the<br />
bed. She couldn&#8217;t believe that she was again going to fuck a man she<br />
didn&#8217;t even know!</p>
<p>  &#8220;That makes twelve, six each, right?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Yeah, yeah, I know. Jesus, Simon, you really look like shit! How<br />
about we get you a little hair of the dog that bit you?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;I just want to go back to bed.&#8221; Simon said as he put his fishing gear<br />
away.<br />
  &#8220;By the way, don&#8217;t forget you and Mel are suppose to come over tonight<br />
for dinner. Sue&#8217;s been dying to meet your wife.&#8221; Bob said.<br />
  &#8220;I meant to ask you about that. How come nobody else brought their<br />
wife or girlfriend last night?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;I&#8217;m not suppose to tell you this, but all the girls are planning a<br />
big surprise dinner for you two day after tomorrow. Tell Mel to be<br />
prepared, too. Some of them are pissed at her for catching you. I&#8217;m<br />
pretty sure she&#8217;ll even hear some catty remarks from Sue tonight.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Look, Bob, I only dated Sue once, then stepped aside when you told me<br />
how you felt about her.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Shit, I&#8217;m not accusing you of anything. I wouldn&#8217;t mind being in your<br />
shoes, though. A lot of the other guys feel the same way. We&#8217;re just<br />
jealous. Hell, you were the star jock at school, had your pick of any<br />
girl you wanted, got a nice scholarship, married a gal who&#8217;s not only<br />
the sexiest creature on earth, but comes from a rich family to boot! You<br />
guys are the envy of the whole town, so you better get use to it. The<br />
same goes for the rest of us. Yeah, I&#8217;m a little jealous, too, but I am<br />
what I am. Just do me a favor, will you?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;What&#8217;s that?&#8221; Simon asked his friend.<br />
  &#8220;Don&#8217;t let it go to your head. As far as I can tell, all your success<br />
hasn&#8217;t changed you. Try to keep that way.&#8221;</p>
<p>  Simon waved from the dock as Bob pulled his boat away. The fresh air<br />
had done him some good. At least he wasn&#8217;t sick anymore, and maybe only<br />
a short nap would get rid of his headache.<br />
  As he walked up the hill to the lake front cottage they recently<br />
bought, Simon thought of asking Melisa about last night. He then decided<br />
it was best to get rid of his headache first. Besides, he still wasn&#8217;t<br />
sure if he had really seen Melisa with another man, or if he had dreamed<br />
it all. Thankful that his wife wasn&#8217;t around when he opened the door, he<br />
tossed his fish into the kitchen sink, and headed off to bed.<br />
  Simon might as well have been shot with a gun when he opened his<br />
bedroom door. In a way, he was. This was no dream. This was real! His<br />
wife WAS with another man!<br />
  Melisa was kneeling over his prone body. Her hands were clutching at<br />
his dick and balls, while her lips were sliding up and down his cock.<br />
Simon could see the obscene lump in her cheeks expand and move as a<br />
stranger&#8217;s dick poked around inside his wife&#8217;s sucking mouth. Simon<br />
could see Melisa&#8217;s tiny hands stroking the thick shaft of the huge cock<br />
protruding from her lips. Simon couldn&#8217;t see who the man was though. His<br />
head was trapped between Melisa&#8217;s thighs, hiding him from view, as she<br />
lewdly smeared her pussy back and forth in a fucking rhythm on his face.<br />
The wet slurping sounds of their tongues and mouths on each others<br />
genitals made Simon sick to his stomach again. Their grunting, groaning<br />
and moaning made his head pound more painfully. The brokenhearted Simon<br />
wanted to die on the spot!<br />
  Melisa shamelessly made love to the man&#8217;s cock with her mouth and<br />
tongue as her fingers played with his hairy scrotum below her chin. Her<br />
dainty hands then firmly grasped the base of his cock, and with ever<br />
increasing speed, she began stroking his dick with both hands while her<br />
head bobbed up and down. Melisa twisted her face in a corkscrew motion<br />
and her hands continued to fly rapidly over the man&#8217;s shaft until he<br />
finally ejaculated. She suddenly gagged when his cock briefly forced its<br />
way into her throat. She then moaned loudly in orgasm as vast amounts of<br />
thick gooey cum poured from her lips and began running down the dick she<br />
was still wantonly sucking.<br />
  Simon didn&#8217;t see or hear any of this. He had rushed outside, racing<br />
aimlessly up their driveway and then down the road. With tear stained<br />
eyes, he looked up when he heard a car coming from behind.<br />
  &#8220;Well, hello there stranger! Long time no see. Hop in, I&#8217;ll give you a<br />
ride.&#8221; a cheerful woman&#8217;s voice said.<br />
  Like a zombie, Simon walked around to the other side of the car and<br />
got in.</p>
<p>  Letting the hot water of the shower pelt her still tingling body,<br />
Melisa shook her head. She felt guilty for cheating on her husband a<br />
second time, but she also felt marvelously satisfied and very relaxed,<br />
something she hadn&#8217;t felt in a long time. Melisa really did love Simon,<br />
and knew that what she did was wrong, but she just couldn&#8217;t help<br />
herself.<br />
  Two years ago, before she ever met her husband, Melisa&#8217;s sex life was<br />
phenomenal. She was one of the most sought after girls on campus, and<br />
with good reason. Melisa thought college was nothing but a four year<br />
orgy and very seldom turned down a chance to have sex. She had no qualms<br />
about letting any of her dates get into her panties. The guy had to be a<br />
real geek if he couldn&#8217;t get between her legs, and even then, Melisa<br />
would at least give him head. As far as she was concerned, the only<br />
thing in life that could come close to having a stiff cock was shopping.<br />
  Melisa knew everybody thought she was a slut, but it didn&#8217;t matter<br />
because no one would dare say it to her face. Her family&#8217;s status in the<br />
community prevented that. It was also the reason for her wild behavior.<br />
The strict rules and conduct she had to abide by at home didn&#8217;t apply<br />
when she wasn&#8217;t there. Her father&#8217;s dated codes of what a lady should<br />
act like always collided her unbridled spirit. And after high school,<br />
she became even more rebellious toward him.<br />
  All of this seemed to change when she started seeing Simon. It was as<br />
though her popularity had dropped to zero. All the guys stopped asking<br />
her out, and wouldn&#8217;t even flirt with her anymore. At 6&#8242; 5&#8243; and the<br />
middle linebacker for the football team all four years he was there,<br />
Simon was an imposing figure that nobody wanted to mess with, but Melisa<br />
didn&#8217;t take this into account. She thought men didn&#8217;t find her<br />
attractive anymore. In a way, this was all right, because she fell in<br />
love with Simon, and didn&#8217;t want her past indiscretions to ruin their<br />
relationship.<br />
  But, within six months after they got married, Melisa began to feel<br />
unwanted and repressed again. Even though she always wore the sexiest<br />
clothes she could lay her hands on, Simon didn&#8217;t seem to want her.<br />
Before they moved, her confidence plummeted to an all time low because<br />
he hadn&#8217;t fucked her in over a month. She couldn&#8217;t understand why Simon<br />
didn&#8217;t want to fuck as much as she did. Melisa just couldn&#8217;t go that<br />
long without sex, and didn&#8217;t know how her husband could.<br />
  Sure, she enjoyed fucking the guy last night and the one this morning,<br />
it helped take the edge off her sexual appetite. But she really didn&#8217;t<br />
want to fuck them, she wanted Simon to fuck her. &#8220;Well, if my own<br />
husband won&#8217;t screw me, at least I know other men still want to.&#8221; she<br />
said aloud when she stepped out of the shower. As degrading a thought as<br />
this was, Melisa decided it wasn&#8217;t her fault. She also made up her mind<br />
that she&#8217;d fuck someone else again if Simon didn&#8217;t start paying more<br />
attention to her.</p>
<p>  It was only eleven o&#8217;clock in the morning and already Simon was well<br />
on his way to getting bombed. He picked up the tenth shot glass from the<br />
neatly lined row of twelve, and gulped the fiery liquid down in a single<br />
swallow. Janice was still sitting across from him, talking up a storm<br />
about something or other. He didn&#8217;t know what she was saying, or did he<br />
really care. She had been yakking away ever since she picked him up on<br />
the side of the road. He looked at her through the empty thick shot<br />
glass. All he could see were two distorted red lines, opening and<br />
closing.<br />
  &#8220;You still suck cock?&#8221; he blurted out.<br />
  Totally stunned, Janice sat there with her mouth hanging open as Simon<br />
continued his one sided conversation.<br />
  &#8220;I didn&#8217;t think my wife did, but she does. She&#8217;s a pretty good at it<br />
too, opens her mouth up real wide and plays with your balls. You play<br />
with the balls when you suck a guy&#8217;s cock?&#8221;<br />
  When the bartender looked their way because Simon wasn&#8217;t being so<br />
quiet anymore, Janice leaned forward and said, &#8220;Why don&#8217;t I take you<br />
home now, Sy. I think you&#8217;ve had enough.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Is she with him?&#8221; he mumbled.<br />
  &#8220;What?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Is she still with him?&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Simon, you&#8217;re not making any sense. What are you talking about?&#8221;<br />
Janice asked, not really understanding him.<br />
  Leaning over the table the way Janice was, Simon got to within inches<br />
of her face and said, &#8220;My wife and some other guy are playing hide the<br />
salami in our own fucking house!&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;I don&#8217;t believe it! You&#8217;re just imagining things. Why, from what I&#8217;ve<br />
heard, your wife sounds like a real nice girl.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;I saw it with my own eyes! Melisa was sucking this guy&#8217;s cock and<br />
rubbing her pussy all over his face, right there in the middle of our<br />
own fucking bed!&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Listen, Simon, why would any girl in her right mind want to run<br />
around on you? Besides, name one guy in this neck of the woods who would<br />
even dare think of doing something like that with your wife. Hell, you<br />
only moved back a couple of weeks ago. Nobody&#8217;s even met her yet!&#8221;<br />
  Janice truly believed what she was telling her former boyfriend,<br />
because that was how she felt. Six years ago, they were the hottest item<br />
in town. Janice had dreams of marrying Simon one day and living happily<br />
ever after, but then things changed. When he received a full scholarship<br />
to a university on the east coast, she was happy for him, but also sad<br />
because her plans for getting him to ask for her hand in marriage were<br />
put on hold. The day Simon left for college, Janice thought her life<br />
ended. She would have waited until Hell froze over, if he asked her to,<br />
but never Simon did. Janice was completely shattered, and blamed herself<br />
for letting him get away. Even though she had married someone else since<br />
then, she still loved, and often dreamed of Simon. Janice doubted that<br />
Melisa was cheating on him, but maybe, just maybe, this was the second<br />
chance she&#8217;d been hoping and praying for.<br />
  Simon, for the first time since she picked him up, really looked at<br />
Janice. Her soft chestnut hair was longer than it use to be, and her<br />
face was thinner, but Janice was still very attractive. She still has<br />
that look, Simon thought. Janice&#8217;s deep brown eyes were what attracted<br />
him to her in the first place. When they were alone in the past, which<br />
was often, she would give him a look that was adoring, while at the same<br />
time very sultry. She was giving him that look now, and the old feelings<br />
for her were starting to come back. Simon reached out to hold Janice&#8217;s<br />
hand, but she jerked it back quickly.<br />
  &#8220;Let me get you home.&#8221; she said as she gathered up her things.<br />
  &#8220;I told you, I don&#8217;t want to go home.&#8221;<br />
  &#8220;Well, I can&#8217;t stay here all day, Sy. I&#8217;ve got shopping to do and a<br />
house to clean. I really have to go.&#8221;<br />
  Feeling sorry for himself again, Simon leaned back in his chair and<br />
said, &#8220;I&#8217;ll be fine, why don&#8217;t you take off.&#8221;<br />
  Driving away and leaving Simon at Don&#8217;s tavern, Janice began thinking.<br />
If his wife was really cheating on him, she could get Simon back. She<br />
had heard the rumors about her own husband&#8217;s infidelities and figured<br />
that all she had to do was wait around and catch him in the act, then<br />
file for a divorce. Janice suddenly pounded on the steering wheel when<br />
she realized exactly what she was thinking about. &#8220;Damn it, Simon!&#8221;, she<br />
yelled, &#8220;Why did you have to come back?&#8221; and then she started crying.</p>
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&#8220;Jake, your two thirty is here,&#8221; Kiki informed her boss, photographer, Jake Klein. Without looking up from the proofs he was reviewing, he replied, &#8220;Set her up in studio three, and get the lighting set
up!&#8221; &#8220;Sure thing, boss,&#8221; Kiki replied, &#8220;you&#8217;re gonna enjoy this one, she&#8217;s a stunner!&#8221; Hearing that, he put down [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>TAKE MY PICTURE<br />
&#8220;Jake, your two thirty is here,&#8221; Kiki informed her boss, photographer, Jake Klein. Without looking up from the proofs he was reviewing, he replied, &#8220;Set her up in studio three, and get the lighting set<br />
up!&#8221; &#8220;Sure thing, boss,&#8221; Kiki replied, &#8220;you&#8217;re gonna enjoy this one, she&#8217;s a stunner!&#8221; Hearing that, he put down his viewer and said, &#8220;Well in that case, get the video camera started, after all, she said<br />
she wants to be in pictures, so let&#8217;s not disappoint her!!!&#8221; Ten minutes later Jake breezed into studio and three and with an extension of his hand said, &#8220;Hi, I&#8217;m Jake, and you&#8217;ve already met my assistant<br />
Kiki, and you must be Angela!!!&#8221; From the way her small hand was shaking, Jake could sense that Angela was really nervous about posing, and he took great pains to ease her fears! &#8220;Say,&#8221; he said smoothly,<br />
&#8220;you are a very beautiful woman, and these pictures are a gift for your husband!?!&#8221; Angela shook her head and replied, &#8220;Our tenth wedding anniversary is coming up, and I decided to give Dave, he&#8217;s my<br />
husband, some intimate photos of me as a sorta surprise!&#8221; &#8220;Well,&#8221; Jake intoned brightly, &#8220;lots of women are doing just that very thing, and just between you and me, their husbands or boy friends just<br />
love it!!!&#8221; &#8220;Oh, I hope so,&#8221; Angela opined nervously, &#8220;I so much want to make him happy!!!&#8221; &#8220;Whatya say we start off with a few of you in the clothes you have on now, just to get you used to being in<br />
front of the camera,&#8221; Jake suggested! &#8220;Uh, okay,&#8221; Angela answered in a relieved voice, &#8220;that&#8217;s a good idea!!!&#8221; &#8220;Here,&#8221; Kiki said, &#8220;before we start have a drink of this, it will calm your nerves, it&#8217;s<br />
just white wine!&#8221; Angela took the glass, drained it, and asked, &#8220;What do I do first?!?&#8221; </p>
<p>For the next five minutes or so, Jake took at least thirty snaps of Angela in various poses around the studio, while praising her at every opportunity! &#8220;Wow,&#8221; Jake enthused, &#8220;you&#8217;re a natural, don&#8217;t you<br />
think she&#8217;s a natural, Kiki,&#8221; while she nodded her head and enthusiastically agreed with her boss! Even though she was no model, Jake had to admit that she was taking to posing like a duck to water, and<br />
while Jake was changing his film, Kiki offered Angela another drink of wine, which she eagerly drank to the bottom of the glass! When Jake was ready to shoot, he suggested, &#8220;Okay, honey, you&#8217;re doing<br />
just great, let&#8217;s unbutton the blouse and show a little cleavage, Kiki, get in their and help her please!!!&#8221; Angela, looking a little confused, just stood there and let Kiki open the front of her blouse<br />
and expose her large breasts which were encased in a pretty white lace bra! &#8220;Oh, man,&#8221; Jake said, &#8220;your hubby is one lucky guy, I&#8217;d love to see his face when he sees your photos!!!&#8221; Angela laughed a nervous<br />
laugh, but settled into serious posing as soon as Jake&#8217;s camera began clicking away! &#8220;Great,&#8221; Jake said, &#8220;turn to the left a little, good girl, show me that kittenish look, oh yeah, dip your shoulder<br />
a little, bend over just a tad, okay that&#8217;s good!!!&#8221; &#8220;Let&#8217;s get a little more daring,&#8221; Jake said a matter of factly, &#8220;okay, Kiki, unhook her bra and let it slip down a little, but don&#8217;t take it all the<br />
way off, I want her breasts to kinda hang out just above it, like they&#8217;re spilling out!!!&#8221; Again Kiki offered some wine to Angela, and while she was drinking it down, Kiki unhooked the 36DD bra and let<br />
it slip from Angela&#8217;s breasts!!!</p>
<p>Again, Jake just started clicking away and Angela began posing, following his orders to a tee! Jake had photographed literally thousands of naked women, but for a woman of thirty five, Angela had one<br />
of the most fantastic chests he had ever seen!!! &#8220;Wow, baby, when I said your husband was a lucky man, I misspoke,&#8221; Jake said smoothly, &#8220;he hit the lottery, you are incredible!!!&#8221; Even from twenty feet<br />
away Jake could see the red rising in Angela&#8217;s embarrassed face! &#8220;Hey, baby, don&#8217;t be embarrassed,&#8221; he went on, &#8220;if you got I flaunt it I always say, and let me tellya, you&#8217;ve got it!!!&#8221; After a few more<br />
minutes, Jake announced, &#8220;I&#8217;m out of film again, Kiki, take her into the dressing room and give her the works, and I&#8217;ll get the LeicaFlex set up!!!&#8221;<br />
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In the dressing room, there were literally hundreds of different bra and panty combinations of all sizes and colors to choose from, and Kiki offered, &#8220;Since you&#8217;re a blonde, let&#8217;s try black for contrast,<br />
how does that sound!?!&#8221; Kiki selected a lacy black bra with matching panties and garter belt, and held them in front of Angela to see how they would look on her. &#8220;I think we have a winner,&#8221; Kiki said,<br />
&#8220;what do you think?!?&#8221; Angela looked in the mirror, tried to imagine what she would look like and said, &#8220;Yeah, I think they look great!!!&#8221; &#8220;Good,&#8221; Kiki replied, &#8220;now get out of your things so we can get<br />
these on you!!!&#8221; When Angela was naked, Kiki looked her over and said, &#8220;You really do have a beautiful body, &#8220;I think Dave is going to love these!!!&#8221; The bra was cut so that almost the entire breast was<br />
exposed, it was really no more than a shelf that helped project the breasts upward, leaving the nipples exposed, while the panties, were of course crotchless, revealing the vaginal crack of anyone wearing<br />
them!!! When she was all &#8220;dressed&#8221;, Angela looked in the mirror and had to admit she looked pretty good, she had only one question, &#8220;Do you think that crotchless is too crude!?!&#8221; &#8220;Are you kidding, dear,&#8221;<br />
Kiki retorted, &#8220;it sets off the whole ensemble!!!&#8221; Angela giggled, the wine had taken its effect, and replied, &#8220;They do look wicked don&#8217;t they!?!&#8221; Kiki gave her a hug and replied, &#8220;Wicked isn&#8217;t the word<br />
for it, now there&#8217;s just one more thing!&#8221; &#8220;What&#8217;s that,&#8221; asked Angela in a slightly slurred voice?!? &#8220;This,&#8221; said Kiki, as she held up a two inch long thin plastic cylinder! &#8220;What is it,&#8221; a curious Angela<br />
asked?!? Not answering, Kiki led Angela by the arm over to a chair, pushed her down onto the seat, and ordered, &#8220;Okay, Angela, spread your legs please!!!&#8221; A slightly confused Angela began to ask why,<br />
but Kiki just cut her off and in an intimidating voice said, &#8220;I&#8217;m the expert here, do it!!!&#8221; A very timid Angela, then replied softly, &#8220;Okay,&#8221; and the proceeded to move her legs wide apart! Taking her<br />
left hand, Kiki spread Angela&#8217;s vagina apart and with a quick motion, inserted the plastic tube into Angela&#8217;s cunt!!! &#8220;Now, a little bit intimidated, Angela asked weakly, &#8220;What&#8217;s that for?!?&#8221; &#8220;It will<br />
get you in the mood to pose,&#8221; Kiki responded, &#8220;now let&#8217;s go, Jake&#8217;s waiting!!!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;All set,&#8221; Jake asked, while looking all the time at Kiki, who simply nodded &#8220;yes&#8221;!?! &#8220;Good,&#8221; Jake replied enthusiastically, &#8220;let&#8217;s get started!!! Hanging from the ceiling amid all the lighting equipment,<br />
was a very high quality video camera that was trained on the posing area, Angela never even noticed!!! This time, instead of a hand held 35mm camera, Jake was using a large format portrait camera, a good<br />
deal slower, but which produced much clearer pictures! &#8220;Okay, honey,&#8221; Jake said, &#8220;lift your chest up and out, good, very good!!!&#8221; Directing Angela was easy, and in no time at all Jake had taken fifty<br />
very erotic photos of the pretty housewife. Jake gave Angela five, while he again changed the film, while looking at Kiki and giving her the high sign! Just as Angela was going into her next pose, Kiki<br />
hit a button on what looked like a television remote control, and the response from Angela was instantaneous, as sudden vibration gripped her vagina and made her gasp!!! &#8220;W-w-what&#8217;s happening,&#8221; she stammered,<br />
while trying not to lose her balance!?! &#8220;It&#8217;s just to get you into a more relaxed posing mood,&#8221; Jake replied smoothly, &#8220;don&#8217;t even think about it!!!&#8221; On very wobbly legs, Angela went through a series<br />
of poses designed to pull and tug on her pussy!!! As he snapped away, Jake continued to give verbal encouragement to her, but it was evident that her breathing was becoming shallower!!! &#8220;Are you okay,<br />
babe,&#8221; Jake asked seriously!?!? &#8220;Y-y-yes,&#8221; Angela stammered, &#8220;I-I-I&#8217;m just f-fine!!!&#8221; Jake looked over Kiki, smiled a knowing smile and asked, &#8220;Angela, you look sexually aroused, are you sure you&#8217;re okay!?!&#8221;<br />
This time Angela didn&#8217;t or couldn&#8217;t answer, because she was too busy squeezing her thighs together in an attempt to put pressure on her by now throbbing clitoris!!! Jake nodded at Kiki and said, &#8220;Okay,<br />
Kiki, help her out!!!&#8221; Kiki walked over to Angela, where upon she helped her to the carpeted floor, spread her legs, and removed the buzzing vibrator from her pussy! Angela was dazed and confused, and<br />
unable to figure out exactly what was going on around her! Kiki stroked Angela&#8217;s big tits and quietly told her, &#8220;You need to cum so badly, use this on your vagina and everything will be okay, just listen<br />
to Jake and do as he says, all right!?!&#8221; Sweat had broken out on Angela&#8217;s forehead, so Kiki used a towel to mop off the excess moisture, then stood up and took her place off camera, but having left Angela<br />
ten inch thick black dildo to use on her now desperate pussy!!! &#8220;Okay, honey,&#8221; Jake ordered firmly, &#8220;fuck that sweet little pussy for your hubby, show him what a hot little cunt your have!!!&#8221; The combination<br />
of wine, hot lights, the sexy lingerie, and of course the miniature vibrator had driven Angela to the very brink of orgasm, and being told she was now allowed to take care of herself was literally music<br />
to her ears, and much to Jake&#8217;s delight, the quivering housewife impaled her pussy with a full ten inches of fake black cock!!! Not only was he snapping away with his still camera, but overhead, the video<br />
camera was making a perfect copy of an amateur model fucking herself with total abandon!!! No porn star actress could ever in a million years put on a show as believable as Angela!!! As Jake clicked away<br />
he ordered, &#8220;Now, baby, let it all out when you come for your hubby, let me hear you scream!!!&#8221; He really hadn&#8217;t had to give that last command, for at that very moment, the pretty young housewife was<br />
in the midst of one of the hardest orgasms either Jake or Kiki had ever witnessed, and believe me, they had seen more than a few!!!</p>
<p>After it was over, Kiki went to the shaking model and helped her back to the dressing room and said, &#8220;You were fabulous, your hubby is gonna go wild when he sees them!!!&#8221; Angela was so spent she could<br />
hardly speak, but she managed to nod her head and begin undressing! &#8220;Oh, by the way,&#8221; Kiki said, &#8220;you should probably take a shower, it&#8217;s right through there!!!&#8221; Angela stood under the hot needle jets<br />
of water and pondered exactly what she had just been through! While running her soapy hands all over her body, she didn&#8217;t even notice the one loose tile in the corner of the ceiling that partially hid<br />
another video camera&#8230;..</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Archive-title: Job Interview
     It was nearing graduation and soon Rick would have his engineering
degree.  He was deep in the job search trying to find something,
anything, in todays poor economy.  He thought he was a resonably good
candidate for a job as he had fairly good grades, some experience, was
willing to [...]]]></description>
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<p>     It was nearing graduation and soon Rick would have his engineering</p>
<p>degree.  He was deep in the job search trying to find something,</p>
<p>anything, in todays poor economy.  He thought he was a resonably good</p>
<p>candidate for a job as he had fairly good grades, some experience, was</p>
<p>willing to relocate, and had nothing tying him down.  He did not even</p>
<p>have a girlfriend.  With all the studying he had to do for engineering</p>
<p>he never had time to date which meant he also had never gotten laid.  He</p>
<p>had not even made out with any girls in a long time.  The girls where</p>
<p>certainly interested enough in him but he just did not have the time for</p>
<p>them.  As the semester was coming to a close the pressures were</p>
<p>lightening up on him and he was beginning to take more notice of the</p>
<p>girls on campus.  He would notice girls in class in shorts or short</p>
<p>skirts and fantasize about them in bed at night while jerking off.</p>
<p>Since he had no experience he did not know how to talk to the girls to</p>
<p>get a date.</p>
<p>     He was waiting for his interview with some dinky little company he</p>
<p>had never heard of.  The wait outside the interview office always made</p>
<p>him nervous and uncomfortable.  Finally the door opened and the</p>
<p>interviewer came out to greet him.  He was a little surprised.  Untill</p>
<p>now all his interviewers had been stuffy old men and women in bland navy</p>
<p>blue suits and no realy distinguishing features.  This interviewer was a</p>
<p>little different.  She was in her mid to late forties but looked pretty</p>
<p>hot for her age and Chuck had been fantasizing about doing it with an</p>
<p>older lady lately.  She had on thin white blouse, a blue mini skirt,</p>
<p>white ankle length tights and blue pumps.  She had beutiful long red</p>
<p>hair, fair skin and Chuck could see a considerable amount of soft brown</p>
<p>freckles down her neckline towards her chest inside her blouse.</p>
<p>     &#8220;This is not what I was expecting, I don&#8217;t think a massive hard on</p>
<p>would be a good first impression here!&#8221;  Chuck thought.  The interviewer</p>
<p>introduced herself and told Chuck to come in and have a seat.  The</p>
<p>interviewer sat across the desk from him and Chuck figured he was saved</p>
<p>as he could not see most of here body because of the desk.  The</p>
<p>interview started off ok but things started getting tougher for Chuck.</p>
<p>not only were the questiones getting more difficult and more personal but</p>
<p>the interviewer leaned back in her chair, kicked her shoes off and put</p>
<p>one leg up on the desk.  &#8220;Oh great, now she&#8217;s flashing her legs at me&#8230;</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll jusy count the wrinkles on her face, that will save me&#8230;. Hmmmm no</p>
<p>wrinkles, I&#8217;ll count freckles.&#8221;  </p>
<p>     As his freckle counting moved on down her neck the interviewer</p>
<p>reached up and scratched her shoulder causing her blouse to shift just</p>
<p>enough for Chcuk to get a clear view straight down the cleveage between</p>
<p>two rather large tits.  Chuck was starting to sweat and looked away</p>
<p>quickly.  As his gaze returned to the interviewer to answer the next</p>
<p>question he saw that her skirt had ridden up and he was getting a</p>
<p>perfect crotch shot right between her legs and to make matters worse</p>
<p>there was a wet spot on her white tights right between her legs.</p>
<p>     Chuck froze, words failed him.  The interviewr looked at him for a</p>
<p>minute then realized his attention was on something else.  She looked</p>
<p>down and saw that his eyes were pinned on the wet spot in her crotch.</p>
<p>She looked at him for a second and as thoughts slipped through her mind</p>
<p>the wet spot began to grow.  It turned her on tremendously to realize</p>
<p>that this young college kid was getting hot over her.  She looked at</p>
<p>Chuck and pretended not to notice what he was staring at.  Instead she</p>
<p>said to him &#8220;It&#8217;s awful hot in here and we have much more to discuss,</p>
<p>why don&#8217;t you take off your jacket and tie and make yourself more</p>
<p>comfortable.  Chuck complied and she watched with pleasure as he removed</p>
<p>his jacket and his tie.  As he turned around to place his jacket on his</p>
<p>chair she took a good look at his ass and she liked what she saw.  As</p>
<p>Chuck sat down he noticed that the wet spot had gotten a lot wetter and</p>
<p>a lot larger.  He licked his lips in nervousness.  At that point the</p>
<p>interviewer decided what she would do.  She had never even considered</p>
<p>such a thing before but she was going to seduce this boy right here in</p>
<p>this office.</p>
<p>     She spread her legs as much as she could and then said &#8220;Do you like</p>
<p>what you see?&#8221;  Chuck looked up and thought &#8220;oh shit, the jigs up, this</p>
<p>job is history.&#8221;  &#8220;Maybe I can make this easier for you.&#8221; she said as</p>
<p>she stood up.  She walked around the desk till she was right in front of</p>
<p>him.  She reached up under skirt, grabbed her tights and pulled them</p>
<p>down and off.  She sat on the edge of the desk and pulled her skirt up</p>
<p>to her waist spreading her legs.  Chuck looked down at the first bare</p>
<p>pussy he had ever seen.  He had never even bought a dirty magazine in</p>
<p>his life. She took his hand and placed it on her mound.  He could not</p>
<p>believe this was happening but he could not resist it either.  He bagan</p>
<p>probing his finger around her hairy red pussy till he found her opening.</p>
<p>He slid his finger all the way in her wet hole and slid it in and out a</p>
<p>few times.  &#8220;would you like to eat me?&#8221;  she asked.  &#8220;well, um, I uh, I</p>
<p>mean I never, um&#8230;&#8221; he tried to respond.  &#8220;you mean you&#8217;ve never eaten</p>
<p>a girl before?&#8221;  she asked.  he looked at her a little embarassed for a</p>
<p>second and she realized &#8220;you&#8217;ve never done it at all have you?&#8221; she</p>
<p>asked.  &#8220;Well, no&#8221;  he said.  &#8220;well I will just have to teach you she</p>
<p>answered.     </p>
<p>     She pressed his head gently down till his mouth was on her pussy.</p>
<p>He kissed it once, then licked it.  It was a little musky but the taste</p>
<p>was better than he expected.  He bagan probing deeper and deeper with</p>
<p>his tongue until he tasted her jiuces dripping into his mouth.  She</p>
<p>moaned and wiggled on the desk for a while holding his head against her</p>
<p>crotch.</p>
<p>     After a few minutes she stood back up, dropped her skirt, removed</p>
<p>her shirt and bra and stood before him totaly naked.  Chuck took in the</p>
<p>view for a minute and then she pressed her tits to his face.  He grabbed</p>
<p>hold of them and felt them and started licking and sucking the nipples.</p>
<p>She reached down and unbuttoned his shirt.  She tugged it off of him and</p>
<p>then pulled him up standing.  She undid his pants and pulled his pants</p>
<p>and underpants down and off in one quick motion.  His shoes popped off</p>
<p>with the tugg of the pants and she pulled the socks off.  Now they were</p>
<p>both naked.  She pushed him down in the chair and then realized that it</p>
<p>would be a good idea to lock the door.  She reached over him and locked</p>
<p>it.  Then she knealt down in front of him.  &#8220;Now it&#8217;s your turn&#8221;  she</p>
<p>said with a smile.</p>
<p>     She took his dick in her hand, stuck her tongue out and swirled her</p>
<p>tongue all around the tip of his dick.  Then she ran her tongue up and</p>
<p>down his shaft.  She saw a drop of precum on his tip and she touched her</p>
<p>Tongue to it licking it up.  She opened her mouth and slid his dick all</p>
<p>the way.  She began sucking, sliding his dick in and out of her mouth</p>
<p>letting him fuck her throat.  She took his whole dick as deep as it</p>
<p>would go.  It did not take long before Chuck starting squirting the</p>
<p>largest load she had ever tasted in her mouth.  She pulled his dick part</p>
<p>way our so that she capture all his come on her tongue and savor every</p>
<p>drop.  He filled her mouth with his hot white cream.  She looked up at</p>
<p>him, opened her mouth showing him all his cum in her mouth.  Then she</p>
<p>swirled her tongue around her mouth swishing the cum around and</p>
<p>swallowed it all.</p>
<p>     She climbed up on the chair and stradled Chuck.  She grabbed his</p>
<p>long pole and guided it into her pussy.  She got the tip just inside her</p>
<p>and held it for a second and then dropped herslef down on it in one</p>
<p>quick motion.  Chuck moaned in ecstasy.  She started sliding up and down</p>
<p>his pole and loved every millimeter of it sliding in and out of her.  It</p>
<p>was average length but much thicker than other dicks she had had inside</p>
<p>her.  She bounced in his lap and fucked him madly.  She clenched her</p>
<p>pussy muscles and squeezed his dick as hard as she could.  After a few</p>
<p>minutes she could feel him squriting deep inside her.  She had never</p>
<p>felt anyone squirt so hard in her before.  The heat and the squirt made</p>
<p>her cum as well.  She had a tremendous orgasm and her juices started</p>
<p>dripping down Chucks pole and onto the chair.  Chuck had blown his load</p>
<p>but she did not let him stop there.  She kept bouncing up and down</p>
<p>riding his pole.  Chuck thought his dick was going to explode she was</p>
<p>fucking him so hard.  She would not even give him a moment to rest.</p>
<p>After a minute she had him cuming in her again.  He was squirting even</p>
<p>harder than before and this made her cum even harder than before.  She</p>
<p>never new it was possible but she came so hard her juices started</p>
<p>squirting out of her all over Chuck and all over the chair.  She stopped</p>
<p>and just held his dick in her.  They hugged each other and relaxed for a</p>
<p>minute.  She sat there and felt his dick as it slowly softened and</p>
<p>shrunk.  She did not let go of it till it went totaly limp and slipped out</p>
<p>of her.  </p>
<p>    She stood up kissed Chuck long and deeply and said &#8220;I would like to</p>
<p>make you an offer, you are definately the type of man I want working</p>
<p>under me!&#8221;  They got dressed and Chuck left the room with an offer in</p>
<p>hand.  Not only was he getting a decent job he was gonna get to ball the</p>
<p>boss every day as well.  Sounded good to him.</p>
<p>     She decided she better switch the wet chair with another one before</p>
<p>her next interviewee arrived.  After a few minutes there was a knock on</p>
<p>the door.  She opened the door and greeted Susan, the next candidate for</p>
<p>the job.  Susan came in, had a seat, sniffed the air and said</p>
<p>questioningly &#8220;It smells like fish in here?&#8221;  The interviewer smiled and</p>
<p>just said &#8220;So tell me Susan?  how do you feel about older women?&#8221;</p>
<p>                      The End</p>
<p>&#8211;</p>
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