– – – – -

that evening, i rushed about my room, picking clothes off the floor
(where they’d been lying for days) and stuffing them into the clothes
basket. i kicked the bedclothes into a heap, then decided to make
the bed, to try and show that i wasn’t a complete slob. i put on my
`motivation to make the bed’ CD (The Butthole Surfers’ `Hairway to
Steven’), and got to it. The music was so loud that i didn’t hear
Marseya come in through the unlocked front door. i was singing along
with the CD;
`Whaddaya know about reality… i AM reality…’ when, out of the
corner of my eye, i caught a glimpse of her, leaning against the
doorway and smiling. i stared at her for a moment, biting my lip.
she was dressed casually; a Country Road windcheater with ragged
cuffs; a pair of faded denims and scuffed Reeboks. when compared to
the icy Secretarial Standard Image that she presented at work, it
didn’t look scruffy, but rather, more personal, comfortable; as if
the way she dressed at work didn’t express her real personality. and
besides, i found myself very attracted to the way the denim followed
the curves of her thighs and hips. i tried not to look like i was
staring at the subtle shifting of her obviously unrestrained breasts
underneath the windcheater as she regarded the room, taking in the
`Eraserhead’ and Skinny Puppy posters, the uneven stacks of CDs,
videotapes and floppy disks, my personal computer which took up all
of the wide desk. I presented her with a chair, inviting her to sit
in front of the PC, gesturing with exaggerated servility. she smiled
sweetly, accepting the glass of moselle that i offered.
i had prepared a `slideshow’ of GIFs that started out with soft-
core `cheesecake’ and progressed steadily into the areas that she’d
hinted at earlier. in lieu of a second chair, i kneeled down next to
her, and started the show. i was somewhat surprised when she took my
hand, holding it between hers as the images marched past, and even
more surprised when, as the first of what i called the `really raw
images’ appeared, she pressed my hand between her thighs. i glanced
at her; she was completely entranced with the image on the screen,
and probably wasn’t even aware that she was rubbing her crotch with
my hand. i wasn’t going to point this out – in case she decided to
stop!
i watched her intently, noting her interest betrayed by tell-tale
flickers of her eyes as the GIFs became less `vanilla’. i could see
a tiny reflection of the screen in her eyes, just large enough to
show sufficient detail to determine which GIF she was looking at.
eventually, she got to what i considered to be the most explicit GIF
in the collection; a naked young girl with long bronze-red hair,
kneeling underneath a huge black stallion, grasping its monstrous
erection and kissing the end. she gave a start when it flashed up on
the screen, and suddenly realised that my hand was firmly wedged
between her thighs and under the seat. for a moment, she didn’t
move, as if trying to think of a polite way of backing out of the
situation. Almost as if in a dream, i found myself reaching around
her waist with my other arm, hugging her to me, pressing my face
against her side, moving up to press my lips against the soft warmth
of her breast. Keeping one hand over mine, squeezing it between her
thighs, she stroked my face with the other, running it through my
hair, down my neck, slipping it under the collar of my shirt and
massaging my shoulder. i felt her heartbeat, heard her sigh as she
drew a deep breath, feeling her ribs expand, gently pushing back
against my face. i moved my other hand underneath the waist-band of
her windcheater, stroking her side, cupping her breast and trapping
the nipple with my index and middle fingers. at the same time, i
slowly ran the thumb of my other hand along the rough denim
jeans-seam that was drawn up between her buttocks. she shuddered,
drawing another deep breath.
i slowly levered the reclining chair back, bringing her face almost
level with mine. my lips moved up over her breast, nuzzling her
collarbone, delicately teasing her pulsing throat with the tip of my
tongue. she sighed faintly in time with the rhythmic motions of our
hands between her legs (which were becoming slower as she lost the
will to resist clamping her thighs together), her sighs muted to a
soft humming as our lips met. playfully, i dug the knuckle of my
thumb into her; she gave a start, her breath tickling my cheek. she
drew her legs up, turning on her side to face me, putting her other
arm around my neck; the reclining chair wobbled unsteadily for a
moment, her eyes widened as she felt her sense of balance
disappearing, and the chair toppled over on its side, spilling her
over on top of me.
for a moment, she kneeled astride me, too surprised to say
anything. Then we both began laughing, which gradually degenerated
into muffled snickers as we kissed again. She lay on top of me,
holding my arms outstretched flat against the floor, slowly moving
her lips against mine. her warm, wet mouth occasionally twitched
into a smile as her laughter threatened to erupt again. i managed to
slide my arms down to my sides, break free of her hold and run my
hands underneath her windcheater and along her back, hugging her soft
body to mine. She made the most sensuous sound i have ever heard -
somewhere between a moan and a squeal – and brought her knee up,
pressing it against my crotch. My hands wandered over the exquisite
texture of thin denim stretched over her thighs, the folds in the
material where it rippled along her hip, the insistent resilience of
her rear. We were pressed tightly together, hardly moving at all;
her fingers slowly entwined themselves in my hair; i undid the brass
stud at the front of her jeans, then traced her spine along her lower
back, down underneath her behind and nestled three fingers in the
damp warmth there. My erection pressed against the smooth cylinder
of her thigh, through two layers of denim. she pressed back, my lips
sensing her smile as she noted the immediate reaction. In return, i
slowly pressed my middle finger past the lips of her vagina, causing
her to arch her back, angling her slit so that i could slip all four
fingers into her and pressing her breasts against my chest. While
she held my head still with one hand, clutching a handful of my hair,
her other hand fiddled with the stud on my jeans, flipping it free
and then drawing the zipper down. She then thrust her hand down the
front of my underpants, grabbing my erection and my aching balls
together, slowly squeezing.
at this point, we decided that it would be a good time to get the
rest of our clothes off and move to the bed.

–

Janet led the way from the subway train and up the long concrete steps
to the open air. Once outside, she looked around at the nearly deserted
parking lot. The evening wind was already chill and she could feel her
nipples react to the chill.
He walked up behind her. He pressed himself into her, his cock
making an undeniable impression on her firm ass. He let his hands roam
the front of her outfit as he began to suckle the skin on her neck.
She couldn’t wait any longer to feel his prick inside her. She
spotted an out-of-the-way side of the Subway entrance, a wall hidden by
bushes and other walls. She led him quickly there.
His hot breath in her mouth as they kissed fueled her passions
higher. His body pressed hers against the cold concrete wall. His hands
sought her breasts; helping her off with her jacket, and then the
blouse.
Her pussy was trembling with her undressing. Anyone might come
around the corner to find her being ravaged by this stranger. She
wanted them to come and see her, see the slut so controlled by her lust
to ignore their shocked stares.
He started moving her skirt up out of the way. He ran his
fingers along the garter straps, tracing the tops of her silk stockings
and snapping the straps against her hot thighs.
He unsnapped her bra with the moves of a pro, and she found her
nipples revealed to the night air, the blast of cold wind mixing with
their body heats to harden her nipples into bullets from her breasts.
He took her nipples in his fingers and began to play with
them, rubbing, pinching, licking, twisting lightly. Her breathing was
laboured and short. Her face felt flush and her pussy juices were
beginning to run down her thighs. She was well on the way up on her
roller coaster of orgasm.
She moved her fingers to his crotch and deftly released his
straining meat from its cotton prison. It fell hot and heavy into her
fingers. She pulled it towards her open pussy. He smiled at her in the
blurriness of two faces together and moved forward, slipping his cock
into her hot, dripping pussy.
She felt the meat divide her and penetrate her. It kept coming
an inch after she expected it to stop and felt fuller than ever
before. His length was perfect, his width a delicious strain.
Her nerves became hyper sensitive as the fucking commensed. She
felt every grit of the concrete against her back, every strand of his
hair in her fingers, his lips on her skin and his tongue butterflying
her lips.
The buildup had been too long, and as much as she wanted to
feel him fucking her for hours, she knew that she’d start coming soon.
She wanted to hook him, make him come with her.
She started to flex her thighs and pussy muscles to stroke his
meat as it pistoned in and out of her. He began to moan in
appreciation.
Moments went by of exquisite contact, flesh into flesh, a
carnal communion, she began to lose herself in the impending wave of
orgasm. She wanted to come so bad, she began to hump back at his
thrusts. Her moans became cries.
He began to grunt and his thrusts lost their solid rhythm. They
began to come and his cock felt like it swelled inside her. She felt
the pinpoint heat of his boiled cum shooting into her, and she crested
her own orgasm, her pussy muscles milking his cock for every last drop
of come. She panted and whimpered, trying not to scream like she ached
to do. She grasped him tightly and wrapped her legs around his thighs,
prolonging and deepening their intimate embrace.
Uncounted moments later she let her legs slip down his thighs
to support herself. His cock slid out of her. He did not release their
embrace. They smiled at each other in their afterglow, nuzzling and
enjoying the decaying warmth.
He began to speak “I’m…” when she stopped him with a hand to
his lips. She pointed behind him to the lit building across the
street. An elegant neon sign pronounced it the Charles Road Grand
Hotel. She questioned him with a look when he turned back to her. A nod
and they were cleaning up for the walk over…

–

Registration was quick and painless. He used a credit card and
she waited for him out of earshot.
The elevators were chromed and Janet looked at her reflection
in them. She saw herself, but it felt so far away from her normal
life. She was pursuing something that at any other moment in her life
she would never have done. She was following her lusts and passions,
drinking deep of sex, and for that, she could not recognize the body
staring back at her from beyond the shining doors.
He joined her and dangled the key from his finger. It had the
number 800 on it. Janet wasn’t sure, but she thought that the eighth
floor looked like penthouse suites. All the better.
The doors opened and a woman walked out. She was stunning and
dressed for display. From her walk and attitude, Janet guessed she was
a hooker. The woman was wearing a black leather miniskirt and stockings
attached to garters that peeked from beneath the skirt. Her top was a
blue satin bustier. Add a pair of spike black leather heels and she was
a pure sex object.
Janet watched her reach the desk and give some bills to the
clerk. She also gave him a peck on the cheek.
“Remember Raoul, you know where to find Cindy when you need
her,” she commented to everyone in the lobby as she walked out. Janet
slipped into the elevator behind her lover. She filed the incident away
for further use as she returned her attention to the man beside her.
They embraced as the elevator headed up, the floor indicators
rippling upwards with them. She held him tightly to her and their
tongues touched each other, searching for a more intimate coupling.
The doors opened, presenting a short hallway with two doors.
Janet followed his lead as they walked to the one marked 800. He opened
it quickly and stood back for her to enter the room.
Suite 800 was huge. There was a hot tub in the middle of the
living room, a large bathroom, a kitchen and a delightfully large
bedroom. The tub was already hot and bubbling. Janet smiled as she
walked toward it. He closed and locked the door before following her.
Janet stopped at a stereo and turned on her favorite station.
She began to sway to the beat it was laying down. She pushed him on to
the couch facing the tub and began a strip tease for him.
She danced to the music and stroked her body for him. She
smiled as she saw his cock hard again against his slacks.
First her jacket fell to the floor followed quickly by her
shoes. The barer her skin became, the more aroused and sexy she felt.
After her blouse revealed her heaving breasts enclosed in her bra, she
looked at him. He had removed everything but his slacks and briefs.
She looked into his eyes as she reached to her left and slowly
unzipped the side of her skirt. She turned towards the tub and let it
fall open over her panty covered ass, garters running under the silky
material. Then she let it slide slowly down her legs.
Turning to him once again, she continued her dance, letting her
hands caress her flesh. Every nerve felt like an erogenous zone. Her
nipples were on fire as she pinched them through her bra. He was moving
on the couch now, his hand stroking his cock through his slacks, his
torso stretching and twisting.
Janet unsnapped her bra from the front clasp and drew it back
from her burning breasts. She let it slide down her arms stretched
behind her, forcing her tits out in front of her. He was almost
drooling, and definitely aching to touch them.
Next went her panties, drawn tantalizingly slowly down her
thighs and calves leaving her clad only in her garter belt and
stockings. Taking the safe bet, she left those on to entice him. Every
other man she’d ever had liked her to wear them.
Now she went towards him on the couch. She stood before him
with her legs spread.
“Lick my pussy. Make me come in your mouth.” He smiled widely
as he scooted up to lean into her bush.
She felt his tongue touch her cunt hair and thighs before it
began to push between her pussy lips. She was hot and wet and she felt
him licking and sucking at her lips. Ripples of pleasure shifted across
her body making her lips tremble and her nipples twinge. As his tongue
ventured deeper, she felt herself widening her stance to give him the
widest access to her cunt. She began to talk to him, saying everything
her lust wanted but her mind had never before allowed.
“God, your tongue feels good in my cunt. My pussy is purring
for you. Suck my clit.” He responded admirably and sent her a jolt
shock as he sucked her clit in between his lips and played with it with
his tongue.
She rested her hands on his head, and ran her fingers through
his hair as his head bobbed in his eager work. She felt his nose
brushing through her hair.
Her pleasure rose steadily over about 30 seconds, and she
arched her feet in response, eager to reach for higher sensations. She
pushed his head into her and gripped his head with her stocking-covered
thighs. Her orgasm hit her and she screamed out without any restraint
into the spacious suite.
“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, suck me,
lick me, I’m coming, here I come, here I come, God its good, ah, ah ah
ah ah aaaaaAAAAAAH” He kept up his work and kept her spasming with
subtle and direct stimulation of her clit.
She almost lost consciousness as the pleasure gripped her body
from her lips and nipples to the goosebumps on her arms to her ass,
pussy and feet.
He laid her back on the couch and moved on top of her.

–

His body was hot and hard as it moved over her naked flesh. She
felt his enormous hard-on beneath his slacks. He dry-humped against
her, staining the front of his slacks with her juices. Janet held onto
him and stroked his muscles.
Soon though he had to get up and take the awkward time to
undress. He stood.
“Reveal me.” he said in a quiet but commanding tone. Janet
smiled as she took the position he’d had moments before. She stroked
his powerful legs through the slacks for a few moments, getting near
but never reaching his cock-bulge. She kept this up until he didn’t put
up with it anymore.
“I said reveal me.” A little louder, but enough to get Janet to
obey quickly. She undid his belt with some difficulty, taking the time
to remove it from the belt loops. Then each button came undone to
reveal his hot thick meat. Janet quickly pulled the slacks down and off
of him and returned her attention to the cock protruding before her.
Without a fanfare, she pulled the briefs from around his cock,
hooked them under his balls and grasped his cock with both hands. The
head was still exposed and she began to make mouth-love to it. Her
tongue probed his cum-hole and her hands had began to stroke him when
he spoke.
“Did I permit you to touch my cock?” Janet stopped, rather
confused. Some part of her suspected what was coming next and tingles
began again between her legs.
He pulled her hands away from his cock. He stepped back a pace.
“Touching my cock is a privilege and sucking it is your highest
aspiration. Do you understand?” Janet wasn’t sure what was going on,
but the juices in her pussy and the heat she felt certainly told her to
agree to anything.
“Yes.” He didn’t look happier.
“Yes… Master?” The frown disappeared somewhat.
“For being a bad girl, what should happen?” She saw his cock
was still as hard and throbbing as ever, glistening with her spit. He
was loving this.
“I should be punished.” She added the Master after a brief
pause, cued by his reaction.
“Correct.” He walked to the dining room portion of the suite.
He took a hard chair and brought it back to the area littered with
their forgotton clothes. He sat down. Janet didn’t know what was next.
He helped her.
“Proper punishment is either a sound spanking or services to me
beyond your proper duties.” Janet had never been spanked, but the other
services part was too vague for her to try just yet. She moved to his
side in order to lay across him.
“What have you chosen?”
“I deserve to be spanked because I was naughty, Master.” He
nodded.
“Get your panties and put them on.” Janet complied and returned
to her former position. He moved her across his lap so her ass was
displayed for him at her highest point. She closed her eyes and
waited.
SMACK. She cried out a moment as the pain sizzled her
asscheeks. SMACK. She bit her tongue, but didn’t speak. SMACK. A tear
welled up in her eye. She wasn’t sure about this. SMACK. Another tear
and more electric pain.
Then she noticed the electric jolts were connecting right to
her pussy. With each stroke she was getting wetter and hotter. The pain
was almost ignorable.
By the twentieth smat, she was ready to beg for more. She
couldn’t keep herself from shifting against his leg, ravenous for a
fucking. But he had positioned her so that his cock lay hot against her
stomach and would not reach her sizzling pussy.
He stopped and carefully pulled her panties down to around her
thighs, far enough to trap her from spreading her legs. She had been
nearly naked with him before but this deliberate revealing felt more
exposing than anything else. She knew that she was only moments away
from an orgasm.
“Have you learned your lesson?” She kept herself from yelling.
“No, Master, I have not.”
“I thought so. Well, you will be spanked until you come!” He
moved his free arm around her until his hand rested against her pussy.
He resumed the spanking against her exposed bare bottom as he played
with her clit. Not even moments went by before she spoke.
“Yes, Master, I’ve been bad, punish me, spank me, spank me
harder, make me cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m
cum..cum..cumming, aah aah oooh aaah aah yes god I’m coming…”
As Janet recovered from her orgasm, he lifted her back on to
the couch and returned to his chair. She saw the precom oozing out of
his cock and his hand couldn’t keep from stroking it a little.
“If only I had my toys, we could do this right. You seem eager
enough.” They both smiled at that.
“But Master, I may know of someone with the proper toys. May I
make a call?” He scowled.
“Are you someone else’s slave?” He asked almost disappointedly.
“No, but I have a hunch. It will definitely be rewarding,
Master.” He nodded and she noticed him breathing quickly, either
through anticipation or thrill.
A quick call to Raoul, a transfer to a line Raoul obviously
kept on his speed-dailer, and a minute or two of explanation.
“Cindy will be here in 15 minutes, Master. What shall I do
while you wait?”

She came in, dropped her duffel bag and gave me a huge kiss.
We had some small talk. You know, the catching up, “How’s every-
thing?” stuff.

She asked, “Where is everybody?” She was referring to my
vacationing family.

I told her of their absence and she gave me one of those
satisfied grins. I must have forgotten to tell her that when we
made our plans. I made us some drinks and we went outside and
sat by my pool. It is a 26×26, in-ground, octagonal pool. I had
taken very good care of it while my parents were gone so it
looked very good. We just sat, talking, admiring the sunshine,
me admiring her gorgeous body and really looking forward to
seeing what she looked like in a bikini.

I didn’t have to wait long. She said, “I’m hot. Let’s get
in the water.” With that, she stood up, put her sunglasses on
the table and began to undress. She kicked her sneakers off,
pulled down her shorts seductively, untied her blouse, and re-
moved it. She then shook her hair out. She had her bikini on
underneath. And what a bikini it was! It was so small, it
barely covered her tits, pussy, and ass. It was one of those
shoulder-strapless deals with a white top and a black bottom.

I almost shit looking at her. I yanked my shirt off over my
head and literally threw my watch on the table. I jogged over to
the shed and got an attachment for the filter return to give it
the jaccuzi effect when it releases the water into the pool. We
dove in and I swam over to the return and attached the massager.

We did some swimming around for a bit, getting used to the
water and all that. I went under the water and opened my eyes.
Boy, could she ever move in the water! I saw her go under a few
times. If she opened her eyes, she must have been able to see
the bulge that was forming in my bathing suit.

From behind me, her voice said, “don’t move Tom.” I heard
the sound of her going under water and felt her hands on my
bathing suit. She gave it one quick yank and it fell to my
ankles. She came up in front of me with it in her hand. She
gave a deep-voiced laugh and threw it across the yard. Then she
stood right in front of me and started giving me a hand job. I
was so hard and horny. I had been thinking about fucking her in
the pool ever since we parted at the bus station. She started to
rub my cock against her stomach and on her belly button which
supported my head nicely.

I was getting real turned on by this and, with one hand
undid the clasp on her bikini top and flung it near where my
bathing suit lay on the lawn. I started vigorously massaging her
tits with both hands which caused her to start breathing heavily.
I ran my right hand up her shoulder, down her back, and eventual-
ly underneath her bikini bottom where I caressed her bare ass.
All the time she was continuing her hand job. She was being
gentle because she didn’t want to make me cum. With both hands,
I tried to push her bottoms down but it was difficult because I
had no leverage. She started to wiggle her hips in order to
allow them to slide down easier. This made it easy enough to
push them down and she stepped out of them. She stopped her hand
job, picked up her bottoms and rubbed the crotch of them in my
face. The smell of her pussy was driving me crazy. I grabbed
them and cast them away with the rest of our clothing.

Now I am not a very athletic person, but the fact that the
water makes things weigh less was going to work in my favor. I
looked into her eyes, she smiled, and with my hands on her hips,
gave a jump and wrapped her legs around my waist. She held my
shoulders tightly as I positioned my cock and grabbed her ass to
give a quick THRUST to shove it in. I pushed it in as far as it
would go. I just stayed there and we reveled in the sensation.
We hadn’t fucked for months and it felt sooooooooooo good! I
started moving her slowly and began to pick up the pace every few
minutes. We worked up to a pretty good speed. Her tits were
bouncing all over the place. It was a sight to see. The two of
standing in the middle of my pool, intertwined with the water
coming about half way up our chests. She started moaning and
sighing. The sound echoed across the water and bounced off the
fence giving it a deeper, richer, more prolonged quality. As we
fucked, the water began to get wavy and turbulent which only made
it better since we kept losing balance and had to keep slamming
into each other to recover it. This was great, but it wasn’t
anywhere near what I had planned for us.

We managed to fuck our way over to the return. When we got
there, I slowed down (much to her displeasure) and got her off of
me. She asked me what I was doing.

I replied, “Baby, I’m gonna make you cum like you’ve NEVER
cum before!” To entice her, I put my finger in her pussy and
moved it furiously back and forth and then pulled it out just as
quickly.

She said, “Alright, I’ll do whatever you want me to do.”

I instructed her to turn around and place her hands on the
sides of the pool. With both hands I spread her legs far enough
so that I could get my cock inside her and she could comfortably
stand. I moved her back a bit keeping her hands on the pool-
sides. Then I said, “Are you ready for the ultimate orgasm?”
She must have been ready to cum when we were fucking before
because all she could do in response was moan and sexily shake
her body. With that I reached around her and turned the nozzle
on the jacuzi attachment straight towards her now very swollen
clit. The warm, jet-propelled water hit her right on the clit
and was driving her crazy all by itself. Then I grabbed my cock
and guided it into her pussy from behind. When it was all the
way in and I got up a good rhythm, I reached my hands around her
and massaged her tits. And if that weren’t enough, I started to
kiss and lick her ears and neck. Needless to say, she was in
another world. She was getting all the pleasure centers of her
body stimulated at once, her clit, her pussy, her tits, and even
her neck!

She said to me in a breathy voice, “I wish…uh..there
waaaaaaaaas…something IIIIIIIIIIIIIII couuuuuuld…God…do to
youuu!”

I told her that seeing her like this and feeling her pussy
wrapped around my member was enough for me. As I said this, I
began to fuck her even faster! After a few minutes of hearing
her shout and scream at the top of her lungs, I pumped my cock
into her with all that I had because I was gonna cum! And this
was no trickling faucet baby! This was a full blown (no pun
intended but laughter accepted) jet-spray surpassed only by the
return’s pumping type of orgasm for me boy!

I filled Tiffany up with what felt like every fluid in my
body. So now she was being pumped on her clit, fucked, tit-
massaged, now BITTEN, on the neck, AND being pumped in her pussy
with my hot flowing juices! This was more than she could
stand.

She threw her head back and said “My turn!” Her body began
to shake, the walls of her pussy clenched and held my cock right
where it was, and with a scream that was louder and higher than
the last note in Marriah Carey’s “Someday,” climbed to the peak
of her sexual plateau! She stayed there for what seemed like
hours but was actually about two minutes. (Now I’m a Broadcast
major so trust me when I tell you that two minutes can seem like
an eternity) When she started to cool down a bit, she lost her
balance and fell into my arms. We climbed out of the pool and,
without putting our suits back on, laid down on beach towels and
fell asleep in the afternoon sun.

After a few hours we awoke to the sound of my neighbor’s
dog relentlessly barking. This made me aware of the fact that if
they’re home and let the dog out, they could probably see us
laying there. We laughed at our mutual thought and got up and
got dressed. We went in the house for a while and spent the rest
of the day together. The fucking was over and it was time to
relax and just have fun. She left around midnight and we agreed
to keep in close “touch” with each other so we could have more
days like today. And what a day it was!

She called me one afternoon. It was the day after my birth-
day and she wanted to do something. I suggested a trip to Niaga-
ra Falls. It is one of my favorite places to go. She agreed and
said she’d be over in about 10 minutes.

I got dressed and stepped out onto my porch to wait for her.
It was positively beautiful outside. The temperature was about
72 degrees with light, cool breeze. Figuring it would be colder
by the water, I went inside and got my wind breaker, slung it
over my shoulder, and resumed my position on the porch.

She pulled up a few minutes later in her bright red 1990
Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme. I hopped in, we exchanged the pre-
liminary tonsil hockey-style kiss and we were off like prom
dresses.

As we got on our way, I glanced over at her and checked out
her attire. It was always an adventure to check out what Tiffany
was wearing, and today was absolutely no exception. She had on a
pair of short white shorts and a dark blue tube top. She had a
blouse in the back seat to put on for when we went walking. I
removed my sunglasses because the windows in her car were
tinted.

She noticed me checking her out and said, “Like the
outfit?”

I replied, “Oh yeah, you’ve got the body for it” and gave
her an affectionate caress on her smooth thigh. Her body shud-
dered slightly and she let out a small moan. She must have been
real horny if just a caress turned her on.

We were half way there when we turned onto a country road.
There were no other cars on it, just ours. We were stopped at a
red light when I got a crazy idea. In one quick motion, I undid
my seatbelt, leaned towards her, yanked her tube top down a bit
exposing her gorgeous boobs, and started sucking on her right
one. She gasped as she wasn’t expecting this while we were in
the car and especially while she was driving. The light turned
green and she hit the gas. She was going faster than usual
because of the ecstasy she was feeling from me sucking on her
rather sensitive nipples.

Now it is not advisable to do things like this while driving
because you can crash. However, the road was pretty straight and
car-free, so I didn’t think it mattered. It was a bit difficult
for me to maintain my position because of the bumps in the road.
Plus her arms sort of blocked me because she had to keep her
hands on the wheel.

She finally couldn’t take anymore and breathily said, “I’ve
got an…uh…idea.”

We turned off onto a dirt road leading to a somewhat wooded
area. She turned off the car and ripped off her seatbelt. She
pushed my face away from her tits, pulled the tube top over head
and shunned it to the back seat, grabbed me by the back of the
head, and pulled me hard into her tits. I sucked with seemingly
reckless abandon on those magnificent tits of hers. She shook
her head back and forth and moaned loudly in a fit of passion.
She reached her hand down the side of the seat in order to re-
cline it a bit to make herself more comfortable.

After a few minutes of sheer bliss, I decided to intensi-
fy things. I used my free hand to work my way down to her shorts
and I started to pull them down. She raised her hips in order to
help me, but it was a long process because of the position we
were in. I knew I wasn’t going to get them all the way down her
legs unless I moved away from her tits (and I had no intention of
doing that) so I stopped when they were just below her knees. I
did the same thing with her panties. After what seemed like
forever, I relinquished my grip on those tiny black panties of
hers and ran my hand up the inside of her right thigh until I
reached the intended target. Through a bit of maneuvering of her
lets, she was able to get the shorts and panties down further.
This gave her the ability to spread her legs more. The whole
time I was doing this, I alternated sucking on each tit.

Her pussy was very moist from all the excitement, so I
had no trouble rubbing it. I took my middle finger and ran it
down almost to her anus and reversed direction just before I got
there. I parted her nether lips as I ran my finger across her
slit. Her clit instantly started swelling and throbbing at my
touch, so I paid particular attention to that. Her moans started
turning into breathy sighs which eventually turned into screams
as I played with her clit with increasing pressure. I replaced
the fingers on her clit with my thumb so that I could put my
middle finger in her hole. It was so wet that it made a squish-
ing sound every time I moved in and out. My ring finger then
joined my middle finger and I was going at a good pace.

Tiffany, eyes closed, mouth open, screaming, was off in
Never Never land. Noticing this, I stopped finger-fucking her
and started to spread my two fingers apart inside her. This gave
her such a shock that it brought her back to reality but she was
still screaming. Her orgasm was fast approaching and she knew
it! She started bucking her hips up and down wildly, her knees
hitting the steering wheel occasionally and her not caring. All
she wanted to do was to release that juice all over my
fingers.

Just seconds before it happened, she screamed, “Tooooooo-
ooom, I’m cu, I’m cum, I’m huuuuuuuuuuuuuh! I’m
cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumiiiiiiiiiiing!”

As she stuttered to get the words out, I removed my lips
from her tits and went right for her delicious love juice dis-
penser and greedily sucked everything she was offering. After
all, wouldn’t want any of it to get on the seats! I gobbled
up the last drops and rested my head on her slightly quivering
thighs.

As she recuperated from her orgasm, I could feel my cock
trying to drill it’s way out of my shorts. I needed satisfaction
and I needed it now! I thought about the possibility of fucking
her in the car but it just wasn’t doable. So I looked out the
window to survey the area. Lots of trees, secluded area, what
looked like soft ground, perfect!

I explained my idea to Tiffany, removing her shorts and
panties completely as I spoke. By this time she was so horny
that she said she didn’t care if we fucked in the passing lane of
the road we were just on, just as long as we fucked and fucked
hard! So we got out of the car; her completely naked (what a
sight, mmmmmm hmmmmmm) and me still fully dressed. She went and
opened the trunk and got out a rather thick blanket to lay on the
ground. She slammed the trunk shut and threw the keys in the
front seat. We preceded to lay the blanket down on the ground in
front of the car. At this point she ordered me to take off my
clothes since she was the only one exposing her private parts. I
had no objections and did so. She had me lean against the side
of the car and rest my hands on the hood. She got on her knees
and without uttering a single word, took my raging dick in her
mouth. She deep-throated me and sucked with a force that rivals
most vacuum cleaners for awhile. I looked down at her; long,
blonde hair shining in the sun, tan body absolutely glowing, and
ran my fingers through her hair. She moved her head back and
forth with increasing speed.

I could feel that all-too-familiar feeling in my balls and
it excited me. I knew however that I was only gonna have one big
orgasm and, as much as I liked her mouth, didn’t want to have it
there. So I grabbed her head firmly but gently letting her know
that I wanted her to stop. She looked up at me, pre-cum juice
coating her lips, and I said, “I wanna cum in your pussy.”

With that, she easily rolled onto her back from her
current kneeling position, spread her legs wide, and started
rubbing her crotch. I dropped to my knees, placed her heels on
my shoulders, and guided myself into her. I was so turned on
that I was literally throbbing. I had to fuck her slowly at
first otherwise I would have cum right then and there. But every
time I pushed in, it was hard and went in all the way. I went as
far in as my long cock would take me. Every time I did, she
would gasp and moan loudly. I slowly, and I mean real slowly,
began to pick up the tempo.

After about five minutes, we were going at it at a tremen-
dous speed. I was surprised that I hadn’t cum yet. But that was
all about to change as my nuts boiled and my dick throbbed even
harder. I pounded Tiffany with all I had left in me. Then, as I
was about to cum, she shouted to the whole world that she was
gonna have another orgasm. Our climaxes came so close together
that we were almost synchronous. I blasted my juices into her
and her tidal wave of jism engulfed my cock as well. This con-
tinued for a few minutes until we were both exhausted.

I slowed down with as much ease as I could and collapsed
on top of her leaving my cock inside her as it began to shrink
back to original size. We laid that way for a long time, and
eventually were lulled to sleep by the cool breeze that descended
upon us.

I awoke to a tender kiss from Tiffany and she whispered,
“happy birthday Tom” to me. Who could ask for a better present?
We got up, folded up the blanked, got dressed and headed off for
our original destination, and had a wonderful time.

Conan crunched through the snow toward the brightly lit courtyard that
fronted the Student Union, rubbing his tired eyes. I should know better than
to read stuff like that before going to bed alone, he said disgustedly to
himself. Now I’m gonna have to drink myself into a coma to be able to sleep!
Bitch Goddesses of Thamazor, who’d I think I was kidding?
Students were going in and out of the Union, enjoying the late night
hours of the bar and dance club as a release from studying. Conan caught a
sudden whiff of grilling hamburgers, and his stomach responded with a burbling
growl. Maybe I’ll eat first, he decided ruefully. You can never metabolize
enough protein….
“Let go of me, you pig! LET GO! HEELLLLLPPPP!”
Conan’s head jerked up at the sound of the terrified scream.
“Shut up, you bitch!” The roar of a drunken voice was followed by a
slap and a cry of pain. Conan located the source of the sound; it was a
shadowed area under one of the walkways, famous for private trysts at night.
He kicked into a dead run and was there in bare seconds, his massive legs
covering the distance in the time it took the students nearby in the courtyard
to look around for the source of the scream.
An attractive young woman was struggling on the concrete bench with a
young man who was trying to hold her wrists. Conan grabbed him by the scruff
of the neck and bodily hauled him off of her, then up off the bench.
“Hey, what’s the–” The boy’s voice cut off abruptly as Conan turned
him around and he got a good look at his assailant. He swallowed, then tried
for a shaky smile.
“Leave her alone,” Conan said with a friendly grin.
“Uh, look, man, me and my girlfriend were just–UNGH!” With a sudden
shove, Conan slammed him back bodily against the wall of the underpass.
knocking his breath away.
“Leave, I said,” Conan repeated pleasantly. The boy gained his feet,
gasped for breath, and took off like a spooked raccoon, pushing aside the few
curious students who were just arriving on the scene.
Conan didn’t even watch him leave. He turned his attention to the
girl, who was sitting on the bench, hugging herself and shivering.
“Are you all right? Did he hurt you?” Conan held out a hand to her.
Hesitantly, she took it, and he led her out into the streetlights. There was a
spattering of applause from the few people who’d remained to see what the
ruckus was about.
“Yeah! Conan saves another damsel in distress!”
“Way to go, Conan!”
Conan grinned at the crowd, eating up the applause. His smile died on
his face when he saw the girl clearly in the light. Her eye was rapidly
swelling and turning black as he watched, and she was obviously in a lot of
pain.
“Thank you,” she said in a feeble whisper.
“Let me walk you to the hospital,” he replied. “You should get a cold
compress for that eye.”
“Okay,” she nodded. It took an obvious effort, but she smiled.
He offered an arm to her, and said to the crowd, “I’m taking her to
Wright Memorial Trauma Ward. If the Security Squad want a statement, they can
find us there, okay?” There were a few scattered nods of assent.
“Come on.” He smiled at her as she took his arm, and led her around
the Union, toward the highway and the hospital.

The noise and lights in the Clean Room were at their height. Zero
cavorted on the dance floor, his body shaking to the beat as he watched Diva
cut loose. She was squeezed into a spandex leotard in a tiger-stripe pattern
and a pair of skintight black pants, and her eyes were shut as she swayed in
time to the music. Zero’s eyes were fastened on her crotch, and on a small
wedge-shaped bulge that went utterly unnoticed by everyone else in the room,
as did the tiny remote control clutched in his fist and the thin wire that ran
from his hand into the waist of her tights. He gave the power button a gentle
stroke, and watched Diva contort and thrash in what must have seemed a
particularly enthusiastic dance move.
“Oh Lord God Jesus Christ Almighty!” She threw herself at him, biting
his neck and grinding her pelvis against his. He could feel the faint thrum of
the clit-vibe against his penis as she frantically grabbed for the remote.
“Gimme that thing you sonofabitch don’t keep turning it onnanoff yer killing
me my clit’s gonna bust wide open you sonofAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” She hugged him hard
as he gave the power button another jab, and he deftly held it out of her
reach. One or two other people were noticing that Diva appeared a bit too
enthusiastic about the song, and were looking their way with a mixture of
confusion and amusement.
“Time to go, liebchen,” Zero said quietly, flicking the remote off and
leading Diva off the dance floor and through the crowd. She followed along
behind him, still trying to pry the remote from his hands.
A crowd was just dispersing out in the hallway of the Union where the
entrances to the Burger Bar and the Clean Room met; from the broken glassware
and the small spot of blood on the carpet, it looked as if the campus police
had had a rough time with someone in the Bar. But Diva was too far gone to
notice, and Zero was having too much fun torturing her to give the situation
more than a passing glance. He whispered, “Ready to go home?”
“NO NO God no,” Diva moaned, arms about his neck and teeth nibbling at
his Adam’s apple, “I’ll never make it home you gotta do me here you gotta do
me here gimme that thing you sonofabitch I’m dying!” She made one last attempt
to get the remote from him, then gave up and began to rub her hands up and
down the length of his penis, outlined against the crotch of his jeans. Zero
blinked in surprise and did his best to start a nonchalant stroll down the
hall away from the clubs, but Diva kept right beside him, groaning in his ear
and trying to get a hand into his pants. “Gimme Jimi…gimme Jimi….”
Zero nodded politely to an elderly female professor who was walking
by, her flabbergasted eyes on Diva’s busy hands. “Sorry about this,” he said
pleasantly, “She’s had a bit too much to drink.”
“So I see,” said the professor, hurrying by with a sniff.
“You bastard you bastard you BAAAAAAAA!” Diva shrieked and laughed
like a madwoman, both feet leaving the ground for a moment as Zero nudged the
button again. “I’m gonna getcha! I’m gonna–GETCHA!” She suddenly pushed Zero
as hard as she could. Taken by surprise, he stumbled sideways into an open
doorway that led into a small ticket office for the Student Theatre. It was
empty, the cash register unlocked and open; the teller was obviously out for a
moment to deposit the night’s gate in the safe upstairs. Diva slammed Zero up
against the cash register and fell to her knees, frantically tearing at his
belt buckle. In desperation, Zero kicked the door shut behind her and held it
with one outstretched foot. His flailing hand reached over and pulled down the
curtain on the teller window. The last thing he saw was the face of a young
blonde freshman, her eyes bugging out and her mouth agape as she caught a
brief glimpse of Jimi as the curtain went down, and Diva went down right along
with it.
She wasn’t in the mood to mess around. One deep breath, a whispered
screech of “Gimme!” and down she went, all the way to the base of his thick,
slick shaft, sucking for all she was worth and screaming around the hardness
filling her mouth and throat. Zero closed his eyes as she bobbed up and down,
up and down.
“C’mon, glbph, you bas, gmmmph, bastard, glmmph, give it, blf, give it
to me, mmmmbl, give it to me, gmllMMMMMM!” Her body went rigid as Zero turned
the vibrator on full power, and she did something neither he nor she was
expecting: she bit down. Hard.
“YYYYEEEEEEOOOOOOWWWWWWWTTCHH!” Off went the vibrator, and down into
his chair went Zero, the last vestiges of his selfpreservation instinct
keeping the door firmly shut against the rattling doorknob and clicking key in
the lock.
“Is somebody in there? Hello?”
Diva’s mouth came off his dick and her eyes were wide and full of
fear. “Oh, Liebchen, did I hurt you? I’m so sorrEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” He flicked on
the vibrator again and she convulsed against him. Zero quickly examined the
damage to Jimi; he was bruised a bit and kind of red at the base, but there
was no blood, and he was thicker and harder than ever. He let out a windy sigh
of relief.
“Peel,” he whispered.
Diva looked up at him and smiled wickedly. One hard tug, and her
tights were around her knees, exposing her wide, full hips unadorned except
for the red nylon straps that held the buzzing vibrator over her clitoris.
She turned around and presented her wide, smooth rump to him as he stood up.
The door seemed almost about to open with his foot removed from it, but it
slammed shut again as Diva fell against it with her full weight.
“Who’s IN there? Open the damn door!”
Zero spread her ass cheeks and exposed the luscious, drippy folds of
her vulva with one hand, slowly increasing power to the vibrator with the
other. He planted the tip of his dong against her pussy lips, and she mewled
and thrust back against him, sucking him halfway in with a wet slurp. He
slammed his hips forward against her, driving himself into her to the hilt as
he ran the vibrator all the way up the scale.
The remote dropped to the floor, forgotten, as he grabbed her waist
and started slamming into her with everything he had. Diva was screaming,
bucking, going insane from the dual stimulation, and her body slammed against
the door to the ticket office again and again. Finally, he gushed into her
with a groan, and she let out one last long wail as the vibrator, its job
valiantly done, drained its batteries and quietly died.
For a long minute, they just stood there, him leaning back against the
cold metal of the cash register, her bent jacknifed at the waist and sobbing
for breath. He gently withdrew from her, quickly grabbing a spare piece of
paper to wipe himself and her off before pulling up his pants. She smiled
weakly at him, leaning against the pounding door as she rolled up her tights.
He tucked the remote in his pocket, put his arm around her to hide the wire
while she quickly straightened his hair and her own, and opened the door.
“Eeeyesss?” Zero smiled pleasantly at the young lady who was standing
at the door, in front of a small crowd of fascinated onlookers.
“What the hell were you DOING in there?” The crowd burst out laughing
at the question, and the girl blushed crimson. Zero suddenly noticed the girl
who’d seen him through the window, standing with two of her friends at the
back of the crowd and making it-was-THIS-big-I-SWEAR motions with her hands as
her friends gaped at her. She looked up, saw him, and blushed even redder than
the ticket seller. He grinned and held up his hands, shaking his head as if to
say, No-it’s-really-only-THIS-big-dear.
“Never you mind,” Diva laughed, licking Zero’s earlobe as she guided
him toward the coat room. “We were just leaving, anyway.”
“Well, Jesus, would you look at that? Not even an apology, when I’m
stuck out here trying to lock up and get my–” Behind them, they could hear
the girl’s voice cut off short, and the crinkling noises of wet paper. “MY
RECEIPTS! OH, GROSS!”
Zero’s eyes met Diva’s, and they both burst out laughing. All thoughts
of further adventure forgotten, they ran hand in hand for the exit.

“You waited? Oh, you didn’t have to do that!” Conan looked up from his
magazine and smiled as Cricket came out of the Trauma Ward, a compress held up
to her eye. He stood up and shrugged on his coat, and helped her ease into
hers.
“That’s okay,” he said. “I had to talk to the police when they came
by, and I didn’t want you walking home alone.” He opened the door for her into
the night, and they hustled out into the cold wind, heading for the North
Habitat.
“I appreciate your helping me,” Cricket said after a few moments of
silence. “I really thought he was gonna kill me.”
“What were you doing with a creep like that anyway, Cricket? You seem
like too smart a person to go getting mixed up with someone who’d jump you
like that….”
“Huh! So speaks the walking beefcake magazine!” Cricket’s voice held a
trace of a sneer. “What the fuck do you know about getting trapped into doing
shit you don’t want to do, big man? Huh?”
For a brief, horribly clear instant, Conan thought of Twink. “Too damn
much,” he whispered. “Sorry. Shouldn’t have said it.”
“Damn right,” Cricket continued angrily. “I’ve seen you working out in
the gym, all pumped up and nowhere to go. All the girls looking at you and
talking about you….”
“No shit, really?” Conan grinned widely. Now THAT was an interesting
revelation!
“Yeah, really! And d’you know what they’re saying?” Cricket paused for
emphasis. “They’re LAUGHING at you, you stupid motherfucker!”
“What!” He looked down at her in shock. “WHY?”
“Because you’re so fucking narcissistic it’s enough to make them puke,
that’s why! It’s so obvious, watching you pose in the mirror. The love affair
between Conan and Conan will go down in history!” She shook her head and fell
silent. Conan looked supremely uncomfortable in the silence that followed.
“I wish they could’ve seen you tonight, though,” Cricket whispered.
“Oh, shit, that wasn’t anything,” Conan said with a shrug. “He
couldn’t have hurt me if he’d tried.”
“Yes he could’ve,” Cricket said tartly. “It doesn’t take a big man to
carry a gun of a knife, Conan. You could’ve been killed! You didn’t know what
you were charging into– you just did what you thought was right, without
hesitation. He would’ve broken my nose if you’d hesitated before coming in
after him. Or worse.” She smiled up at him. “You know what your problem is?”
“Yeah,” Conan muttered. “I’m a narcissistic scumbag.”
“No, besides that,” Cricket chided with a smile.
Conan stopped and looked at her for a moment, unsmiling. “No, I don’t
know what my problem is,” he said. “Why don’t you tell me?”
Cricket reached up and gently touched Conan on the tip of the nose.
“Your problem,” she said softly, “Is that you don’t really know where your
strengths and weaknesses are. You’re not impressing anyone when you squat a
quarter ton or whatever, but you can bet that you’ll get a lot more respect
from the women in the aerobics class when they hear how you saved my ass
tonight! You’re no mean, macho hunk. You’re just a decent human being.”
“Oh, really,” he said with a wry look.
“Yeah, really,” she replied, starting to walk again. The doors to the
North Habitat loomed out of the darkness before them, and Cricket fumbled in
her pocket for her security card with one hand while trying to hold her
compress in place with the other. “Oh, damn it!”
“Here, lemme help you,” Conan said quickly, gently placing a hand over
hers on the compress. She looked up at him with her good eye for a long moment
before drawing her hand out from under his and fumbling for her card. She got
it out, and got the door open by feel as he held the compress steady.
“Thanks.” She pocketed her card and put her warm little hand over his,
taking the compress from him. She smiled up at him in the doorway. “For
everything.”
“No problem,” Conan grinned. He shivered in the wind, and said, “Well,
I guess I better be getting back. It was nice meeting you, Cricket.”
“Wanna come in and warm up for a while?”
He looked at her long and hard, then shook his head. “I better not.”
“Oh, stop looking like a kicked dog and get in here, you moron!”
Cricket grabbed him with her free hand and dragged him inside. The door shut
with a clang behind him, and the night was still once more.

The Bandit awoke with a start, half sitting up in the darkness. His
eyes were utterly unaccustomed to the gloom, but he could feel rather than see
the warm presence in his bed. There was a quiet whisper in the dark.
“Oh, I’m sorry, love, I didn’t mean to wake you….”
“That’s okay, that’s okay.” The Bandit settled back down onto the bed
and ran his hands down the amazing curve of Twink’s broad back. She hummed in
delight and burrowed closer to him, warm in the cold night.
“This is really wonderful,” she breathed. “It’s so cozy.”
“Yeah,” the Bandit said. “Cozy.” He suddenly realized what had
awakened him: her hand on his penis, warm and soft, gently stroking him closer
and closer to orgasm. He was almost ready to pop. “Y’know, if you keep playing
with me like you are, I’m gonna come all over you,” he whispered.
“Oh, really?” Her giggle was low and almost liquid in the night. “Is
that so bad? I like to make you feel good….” Her inexpert hand stroked him
more roughly and insistently now, and she crawled up until her lips were level
with his, kissing him as she squeezed his penis and pumped it in her fist.
“You like?” Her mock Spanish accent was somehow fairly effective, he
noted in a haze of mixed sleepiness and horniness.
“Si, I like,” he replied, and she giggled again. “But there are other
things I like, too, and if you’re not going to let me sleep we may as well
enjoy them….”
“Oh! Well, what did you have in mind?”
He grinned in the darkness. “Ever been eaten out before?”
“Uh, I don’t think so,” she said uncertainly. “What is it, exactly?”
“What, being eaten out?” The Bandit paused, at a loss. “It’s when I,
well, uh….Tell you what. Let go of me and I’ll demonstrate, okay?”
“Okay.” Her fist released his penis, and he immediately rolled her
over onto her back and began kissing his way down her body, pausing for a few
luxuriant sucks at her huge nipples before making his way down lower. “Ohhhh,”
she moaned as he squeezed her breasts, “That feels so GOOD!”
“If you like that,” the Bandit said, “You’ll love what comes next!”
His tongue flicked out and began to touch and probe beneath her pubic hair,
and she gasped in surprise.
“Ooh! Careful, that tickles! Bandit, you can’t really want to lick
down THERE, I mean isn’t it sort of–” Her breath caught in her throat. She
took a deep breath and tried again. “It’s not too–” Her voice died again.
When she finally spoke, it was in a different tone altogether.
“Oh, please don’t stop….”
“Mmmmmmm,” the Bandit replied, his tongue teasing her rapidly-swelling
clitoris gently. There was no question but that she was primed and ready for
his attentions; her pussy lips, neat and symmetric, were oozing moisture, and
her clit was stiff and turgid. He licked and sucked on it, and drove his
tongue between her outer lips to caress the entrance to her cunt. Back and
forth, back and forth between them, listening all the while to her nonstop
commentary.
“Oh! Oh! That feels heavenly! Don’t stop, PLEASE don’t stop! It feels
like I’m burning up, I’m hot and cold, I’m shaking all over, Oh gentle Jesus,
OH! OH! What is that you’re licking? More! More, oh, yes, oh, God, I–Bandit!
BANDIT! I FEEL FUNNY! I FEEL, I FEEL LIKE I’M GONNA–EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!”
Her body arched off the bed from heels to head and he rode her like a
cowboy rides a bucking bronco, his tongue never leaving her sopping vulva. She
moaned, shrieked, and gasped, her clutching hands buried in his mop of long
dark hair, holding him in place as she spent and spent.
Finally, he let go of her, and she collapsed sobbing onto the bed, her
body soaked in a thick film of sweat. “Oh, God, oh, God, I love you, oh,
Bandit, that was so, so BEAUTIFUL!” He crawled back up to join her and hugged
her hard, and she buried her face in his hair and cried.
“Sweetheart, don’t cry, it’s okay. Shhhh, don’t cry,” the Bandit
soothed her, stroking her long hair. “Please don’t cry….”
“Can’t, hic, I cuh-cuh-can’t HELP it,” Twink sobbed gustily. “It was
so, suh-suh-so BEAUTIFUL, I cuh-c-c-can’t help crying, uh, oh, I LOVE you!”
She cried even harder, and the Bandit didn’t know what else to do but to hold
her close and rock her gently until her sobs gradually died away and she
relaxed against him, kissing his neck. “Oh thank you, thank you….”
“Uh, you’re welcome,” the Bandit said uncomfortably. “Are you sure
you’re all right? I mean, I’ve never had anyone start crying on me before.”
“Oh, I’m feeling wonderful,” Twink sighed, grabbing a fistful of
toilet paper from the roll the Bandit kept by the bed and blowing her nose
with a honk. “I couldn’t help it, it felt so good I just had to cry. Was, was
that an orgasm?”
“Uh, I think so,” the Bandit said soothingly, smiling despite himself.
“If it wasn’t, when you finally have one it’ll probably kill you!”
“Mmmmm, but what a way to die!” Twink laughed and ran her hand back
down his chest to his penis, which was just as stiff as ever. “My turn to make
you feel good, now,” she breathed, sliding down his body and kissing his chest
as he’d kissed hers.
The Bandit suddenly recalled what she’d said about Conan. “Uh, Twink,
are you sure you want to do that? There are other ways….”
“Mmmmm, shut up, Bandit,” came her voice from somewhere under the
covers. “I love you, and I want to make you feel as good as I do….” The
Bandit’s whole body tensed as a long, wet tongue licked its way down the
underside of his penis and gently kissed his balls, then travelled back up to
the head. “You like?”
“Uh, uh-huh,” he managed.
“Oh, good,” she replied, “Because I don’t feel like stopping! It
tastes so gooommmmbbllmmmmph……” The Bandit began thrusting his hips up off
the bed as her moist, warm mouth enveloped him and gently sucked him in. She
teased him with tiny nips and rolled her tongue obscenely over the head of his
penis as if trying to lick a lollipop to death in under three minutes. As
excited as he was, it was no time at all before the Bandit was feeling himself
tense up under an impending orgasm.
Twink, feeling him tense, stopped her labors for a moment. “Are you
all right? Am I hurting you?”
“Oh, God, DON’T STOP NOW, I’M COMING!”
“Oops! Sorry! Glmmmmm….MMMM! MMMM! MMMMMM! Mmmmmmmmmmm….”
“UH! UNGH! UH! UH! OH! UH! Uhhhhhhhhhhh….”
Twink swallowed and swallowed again, downing every drop of hot, thick
semen he gave her. She got up on her hands and knees and looked up at him,
licking the last bits of sticky come from her lips. “How was that?”
“Oh, god,” the Bandit moaned. “I’m dying….”
Twink laughed lightly and snuggled up next to him, kissing him deeply.
The mixture of sweat, pussy juice and semen in the kiss was indescribable. The
Bandit broke the kiss, and muttered, “So much for a night without doing
anything….”
“I don’t mind a bit,” Twink said, yawning. “I’m so sleepy all of a
sudden….”
“S’okay, me too,” the Bandit mumbled. “Sleep well.”
“Mm-hmmm….”

“Shhh,” Zero whispered as he opened the door to his room slightly. “I
just need to get fresh clothes, and I don’t want to wake anyone up.”
“Okay,” Diva said softly, tiptoeing into the living room with him. The
door to Conan and the Wiz’s room was ajar, and Conan was stretched out on his
bed under the covers, snoring like a steam engine.
“Him, we won’t waken,” Zero laughed, shutting the door. “But the
Bandit’s a light sleeper, so….”
He eased the door to the bedroom he shared with the Bandit, and both
he and Diva simultaneously smelled the familiar odor of sex. Zero peeked
inside. The first thing he saw was the rumpled blue nightgown on the floor.
Diva gasped; the first thing she saw was Twink’s gorgeous back, half uncovered
by the blankets.
Zero looked at Diva. Diva looked at Zero. Their astonishment was
comical. Quickly Zero reached into his closet and grabbed fresh clothes, and
they backed out of the room and shut the door.
“That was TWINK in there with him, wasn’t it?”
“Hard to say, I’ve never seen Twink naked before.”
“Oh, come on, I’m serious! The BANDIT, and TWINK?”
“Hey, she’s been gunning for him for months, and I have to admit that
what I saw didn’t look too bad….”
“That’s enough of that, mister,” Diva said sharply. “You’re spoken
for already.”
“No problem,” Zero said amiably. “Just commenting, that’s all.”
The outer door closed, cutting off their voices. The Bandit smiled,
his eyes still shut, and drifted back to sleep.

The breakfast table was abuzz with conversation when the Bandit came
out of the hot food line with his tray in his hand. He’d sent Twink off to
shower and dress with a kiss, and had promised to meet her at the breakfast
table, but she wasn’t there yet. Zero, Diva, Conan, Bone, Thud, Plaids, and
a young blonde girl he’d never seen before were sitting at the table. When
they saw the Bandit, there was an uncomfortable pause, conversation dying down
as the Bandit set his tray down.
“What’s everyone looking at me for,” he asked pleasantly.
Conan looked at him with a big grin, and waggled a finger at him. “Na,
na ne NA na! Na, na ne NA na!” Pretty soon the whole table was doing it, and
the Bandit just sat down, shaking his head and grinning.
“So how was she?”
“Getting a bit desperate, are we?”
“Any port in a storm, I guess….”
“Yes, but is she ‘port’?”
“All right, ALL RIGHT!” The Bandit waved them all to silence. “I have
only this to say. It was not an act of desperation. Okay?”
The laughter redoubled at that. “Prove it,” Thud said mildly.
“Okay, I will,” the Bandit said with a smile. Keep your promise,
Twink, he thought to himself. Don’t wimp out on me, please? It’s a stupid
thing to have to do, but it’ll make my life so much easier….
“How?” Bone challenged.
“Well, it’s easy enough, when–Ah, hello, sweetheart!” The Bandit
stood up and pulled up a chair beside him for Twink as she entered the room.
Conversation died.
Thud’s eyebrows went north for the winter. Conan’s jaw hit his tray,
and Cricket elbowed him in the ribs. Bone’s eyes nearly popped out of his
head, and Plaids nervously took off his glasses and began to polish them
furiously. Twink had told the Bandit that she’d owned one set of clothes that
he’d probably consider “sexy,” and had agreed to his request that she wear
them to breakfast. And sexy she was, in a clinging silk jumpsuit that was
unzipped halfway to her waist. She’d foregone the bra for the meal, too.
“Good morning, love,” she said huskily, slipping into the Bandit’s
arms and doing her best Diva-kissing-Zero imitation. She then sat down beside
him, and said with a bright smile, “Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone!”
“Uh, Twink, that’s, uh, that’s quite an outfit you’ve got there,”
Conan ventured. Cricket looked over at him, one eyebrow raised.
The Bandit had coached Twink on that eventuality, though; she didn’t
even look up. “Eat your heart out, thumbdick,” she said, opening her napkin.
Cricket almost spat up her milk laughing. “You, I like,” she said with
a grin. “I’m Cricket. You must be Twink!”
“The one and only,” Twink replied. “What happened to your eye?”
“Well, I–”
“HEY! HEY, EVERYONE! LISTEN!”
All heads turned about as Lanky came running in, obviously in a panic.
The Bandit stood up and made shushing motions with both hands. “Take it easy,
Lank. What’s the matter?”
“It’s Livewire.” Lanky’s face was ashen. “The police came and took him
away last night. It looked like they’d beaten him half to death.”

She was standing opposite me on the other side of the street. I
instinctively put out my cigarette and walked over.

“Have you got another one?”, she said.

“Sure. Mind menthol?”

It was too dark too see completely. Her body, however, was thin and
petite. Her hair was long, dark and rather curly. Her method of smoking was
unique, not just exotic, but sensual. I could have sworn she was making love to
the damn thing, exhaleing straight and over so that I walked into the smoke.
Talking as we walked her voice was seductive, alluring a sexual connotation at
every oppurtunity. As we walked, I realized that we were not heading in any
specific destination. She however knew exactly where she was going because I
soon realized that we were in the Campus Woods.

We came upon the river that ran through the woods and headed toward
the footbridge. My mind was swirling. I could not distinguish between her
perfume and the flora. Fresh new scents exited me at every inhalation. Sweet
and sexy winds carried her hair. I was truly hard, but more than that my
mind was filled with passion and raw sensuality. Half-way across the bridge
she stopped and sat down, taking off her boots.

“Come on. The water feels really nice.”, she wispered.

I went over and sat down next to her. I took off my shoes and placed
my feet in the water. It was cold, exquisitely cold. She pulled out a bowl and
packed it with marijuana. It’s scent mixed with hers and made me dizzy. It
wasn’t like a new scent, but rather it was always there and I just hadn’t
noticed it before.

“Mind if I smoke?”, she asked.

“No. Not at all.”, I replied

“Do you want some?”

“Yeah. Sure.”

She smoked hard. I could hear the wind being sucked through the bowl
at mach speeds. Her lips wrapped around the end of it, pulsating and vibrant.
She never took the lighter away, the pot glowed, it eluminated her entire face.
She was serene. Her eyes reflected the light and seemed to glow. Her cheek
bones were high and well formed. She was still sucking hard on the bowl with
her full pouty lips.

Then I smoked, it was strong. The strongest I ever smoked. My
lungs burned and my eyes watered. We passed the bowl back and forth until
it was spent. We smoked another cigarette, the pot WAS strong. I could feel
it already. As I inhaled the menthol vapor deeply, it swirled and spiraled
down to my toes. She felt the same way, I could feel it. She let out
a soft moan as she took a drag and exhaled. She layed back and watched the
stars. Giggling as if on another planet. I leaned over and put my face in
front of hers.

She said nothing, just blinked and shut her eyes. Her hands combed my
face and found my lips. Tracing the outside and then moving to my eyes.
She pressed slightly and encompassed my head with both hands. She pulled me
closer opened her mouth and kissed me.

Her lips were suculant. They had a mind of their own as they pulsated
around mine. She oozed sexuality. Her tongue traced my inner lips and
found my tongue. Our tongues circled and caressed, causing me to moan slightly
into her mouth. Her hands worked their way down. Finding my chest and erect
nipples. She touched them, tugged at them. The feeling was exhilarating. She
removed my shirt and started to kiss her way down. Kissing my neck, down,
further, further. I was so excited I almost came.

She unbuckled my belt and jeans with her teeth. I brought up my hips
and she slid my pants off. She took the head of penis. Her lips had the same
pulsating rythm. She sucked hard and bit down slightly.

“Uhhhhhggg.”, I whimpered.

“Mmmmmm.”, she replied.

She went down on it. She pushed it all the way to the back of throat.
Her tongue viciously darted out and tickled my scrotum. It then caressed them,
cautiously. My mind was a cloud of smoke. She was encircling my thoughts,
enveloping my manhood. She continued to caress me with her tongue. She came
up, dragging her teeth. Her suculant lips encumbered the head of my penis
again. This time her tongue tickled the tip. Pre-cum was dripping out of
the opening, but that did not stop her rythm. She traced the tip with her
finger. Her head started to move faster. I moaned loudly. I felt her moan
also, deeply. Her finger came to mouth and went inside. Salty, but I didn’t
mind, it was sensual. Her other hand grasped my shaft. It gripped firmly
and waited for her mouth to join it. Her head and hand now moved in unison.
Up and down slightly twisting. Her saliva coated me. Her mouth began to
suck harder, her tongue vibrating faster. She moved her hand yet even faster,
faster. I began to stiffen, my hips bucked wildly.

“Uhhhhhggg.”

Faster, Faster. Me scrotum became rock hard, she stroked it, cared for
it. My penis became tense. She went all the way down. Tenser, firmer. She
swallowed, her throat muscles tightened. Her hand kept their rythmic pace.
I let out a cry. I came. I shot hot semen right down her throat. She pumped
faster, harder. Shot after shot, I came. My semen coated her tongue and mouth.
She kept sucking, wanting more. I had no more. Ecstacy. I lay there, my penis
still enveloped. She licked me clean. She came to me and we kissed, deeply,
passionately.

I’ll start by describing myself. I’m 5′ 5″, 145 lbs., with Brown hair,
Green eyes. I measure 44-34-38 ( I can be described as Rubinesque ).
My breasts are huge as you can tell and they are very sensitive. I have
above average body hair. I keep my pussy hair well trimmed, although I
somtimes let it, as well as the hair under my arms grow. I love the
sight of a women with lots of hair under her arms.

My Kinkiest sex experiance involves a women I met at work named Kim.
She is nearly the same size as I am, except she has curly blond hair.
We became good friends at work and had gotten together after work a
couple of times for drinks. I suspected that she might be a Lesbian or
at least Bi, but I didn’t want to approach her about it. If I was going
to have sex with her, then it would happen eventually.

One Saturday, Kim was coming over to go shopping with me. She said that
she would be here at noon, but she was a half-hour early. I had just
gotten out of the shower and had to throw on a robe to answer the door.
Kim was wearing a sweat suit and had a clothes bag with her. Shw said
that she had just finished her workout. She said that she wanted to
take a shower before we left for the mall. I showed her to the shower
in my bedroon. She walked into the bathroom and started to undress
right in front of me. I was surprised but did not try to leave. She
smiled and kept right on telling me about her workout. When she got
her top and bra off, I could’nt believe my eyes. Her tits were as big
as mine, with large pink nipples – Uhm! They looked so good. I wanted
to suck on them so bad. I felt my pulse quicken and I gave a barely
audible sigh. Kim then took off her pants and her cotton panties. I
have never seem a hairier pussy in my life. She had a small trail of
hair all the way up to her navel. She turned her back to me as she
kiked off her panties and I could see that she had very light hair
all along the crack of her ass. But then I happened to notice her
underarms. My God!! They were covered with hair. I swear I almost came
just looking at her underarms. My pussy was dripping by now. When she
turned around, she could tell that I was turned on. She said “Would
you like to shower with me?” I could’nt get out of my cloths fast
enough. I got into the shower with her and we started rubbing each
others breats. With the warm water running down us, It felt so good.
I leaned over and kissed her mouth, our tongues entwining. I was now
so hot, that I would come soon. So I decided to get down on my knees
and get a better look at her pussy. I ran my fingers over her slit.
Her cunt lips were puffy and spread apart already. I pulled her lips
as far as I could and licked the entire length of her pussy. I then
sucked her large erect clit into my mouth and twirled my tongue around
and around on it. She was moaning and started to buck on my face. She
must have had a real workout earlier because I could smell her muskie
sweat, especially around her pussy. After a few more tongue lashing
she started to talk dirty too me. “Oh suck my pussy, you beautiful
cunt”. “Lick it, Oh yeaa ..right there.. you bitch.. your making me
come with your tongue.. you slut”. She then started to jerk around
and started coming on my tongue. Her juices squirted into my mouth
and I drank it all in. We then washed each other up and got out and
dried off. I started to dress, when she stopped with a soft wisper in
my ear – “Now it’s my turn to suck your pussy, baby”. She then licked
my ear and pushed me onto the bed. She got between my legs and spread
them wide. She then started licking my thighs and rubbing my bush with
her hands. I was still so hot, that I had to have her tongue in me now.
I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face into my pussy. She
pulled back and said, “Wait, baby. Let me do this my way”. She then
spread my pussy lips and put two fingers in me. She said, “Oh, Wendy
your pussy is so big, I think I can get my whole fist inside”. At that
point, I didn’t care what she put in my cunt – I was so damn hory. She
worked two, then three, then four fingers into my hole. She said,
“Come on Wendy, loosen your pussy for me”. She then tucked her thumb
into her fist and slipped her entire fist into my now gapping hole.
I have never felt a sensation like it before. My pussy had never had
anything that big in it before. I humped my ass into the air to meet
her thrusts. Kims said, “Wendy, my fist is inside of you and I’m fuck-
ing you”. I said, “Oh Kim, fuck me faster, you fist fuckin’ cunt”.
She said, “Get on your knees, baby. I want to lick your asshole while
I fist fuck you”. I get on my hands and knees, all the time keeping
her fist in me. Kim spread my ass cheeks with her other hand and ran
her tongue over my asshole. I screamed, “Ah, Kim, baby, put your tongue
up my ass”. She worked her tongue into my asshole all the way. When
she did this, I came and came. My pussy was contracting on her fist
as the walls of my anus contracted on her tongue. She said, “I’m gonna
fist fuck your asshole too”. I swear I came again just hearing her say
that. She worked two fingers into my ass and I felt my sphincter loosen
up. Then three fingers, and then four, and then tucked her theumb into
her fist and all at once she rammed her fist all the way up my ass.
I screamed in pain, but the pain soom turned to pleasure as she worked
her fists in and out of my pussy and ass. I soon started comming in
waves. Again, and again, over and over, so many that I lost count. She
then slowly pulled her fists out of my pussy and asshole. All of the
fist action had left my pussy slightly soar and left my asshole gapping
open about an inch. She said, “Oh Wendy, your asshole is streched out
so big”. She then licked the rim of my ass very lightly, It felt sooo
good. My pussy was so wide open that she was able to lick way inside
me, farther than I could have imagined. She was actually licking the
walls of my cunt. It was heaven. I came so violently that I almost
broke her nose!

She turned me over and laid on top of me. Her big tits were mashed
on mine. Her nipples were so big and erect. She rose up and fed a
nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it and bit down gently. I was really
getting into her tits, when she said, “Lets eat each other, baby”.
She then spun around and put her ass right over my face. I reached up
and licked her pussy lips. She tasted so sweet. She was returning
the favor when she stopped and said, “Wendy, I want to pee in your
mouth”. I stopped and sat up and said “No, I don’t think so”. She
said, “Come on, Wendy, you’ll love it. It tastes so good and sweet”.
She then grabbed me by the arms and pushed me down on the bed. I did’nt
realize how strong she was. She had me pinned and I could’nt do any-
thing about it. I was helpless. She positioned her pussy over my mouth
and grabbed my hair with her hand and pulled had. She said, “Come on
you cunt, suck my pussy”. I decided to give in. I did’nt have a choice.
I licked her cunt lick there was no tomorrow. I sucked on her clit
until she was bucking and thrashing on my face. As she was ready to
come, she said, “Wendy, when I come Im going to pee in your mouth”.
Her pussy started to contract and I could taste her cum. Then all
at once a warm stream of piss was shooting into my mouth. It was sweet
and warm and actually tasted good. She peed for about thity seconds and
I had to keep swallowing to drink it all down. When she was done, she
said, “Oh baby that was so good. I want you to pee in my mouth now”.
I positioned my pussy over her mouth and she started to eat me. She
licked my hole like never before. She would alternate licking my clit
with her tongue putting her tongue all the way up my cunt. I could’nt
last much longer. I was moaning and screaming her name. As I was ready
to come, I said, “Kim baby, I’m gonna come and pee in your mouth”.
She said, “Oh yea, do it now baby”. As I came I let out steady stream
of hot, sweet piss, right in her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed
to get it all down. I rolled off her and colapsed beside her. I then
nuzzled up to her and said, “Thanks Kim, that was wonderful”. I then
gave her a long French kiss. I could taste and smell my own piss.

I can’t wait until she introduces me to other water sports.

After a rather uneventful trip filled with boring conversation we
arrived at the hotel where we were to give a two day training seminar to
a number of company employees. After completing the preliminary setting
up for the next day I suggested we all go out to dinner together. My
suggestion was taken and we arranged to meet in the lobby at 6:30.
Retiring to my room I again began to fantasize about the possibilities
of engaging in a little fun with my traveling companions. To say the
least they were all quite attractive and young. Sue is a 5′ 7″ brunette
with a pretty face and a figure that runs 35-23-36 her tits are nice and
firm and when she’s bra-less which is often she shows nice hard nipples.
Donna is tall attractive blond with nice soft tits and long slender legs
and a fantastic ass. Eileen who is a bit heavier than the other ladies
has a set of knockers which easily measure in at 39+ and a nice full
ass. Just thinking about spending an evening of fucking and sucking any
of them got me hard while I was showering. Just as I was finishing my
shower a knock at the door interrupted my fantasy leaving me with a
raging hard-on. Trying to cover myself and my still hard 10″ cock with
a towel I went to the door to see who had disturbed me. To my delight
it was Donna, opening the door I tried to maintain my composure and
asked her to come in. Donna was just out of the shower herself and
needed to borrow my blow dryer. I asked her to wait a minute as I
ducked back into the bathroom to get the dryer as I retrieved the dryer
I noticed Donna staring openly at my still erect cock as it bulged out
the front of the towel I had thrown on. I made sure I took my time
getting the dryer allowing Donna to get a good look. When I returned
Donna asked me if she could dry her hair in my room rather than going
back to her room and needing to return the dryer. Needless to say I
agreed. Donna move into the bathroom to dry her hair and I started to
dress for dinner.

Just as I was about to put on my pants Donna came out the bathroom door
and caught me trying to stuff my still erect cock into my pants. Donna
gazed fondly at my still stiff prick and remarked that it was bigger
than she had thought. I said it always seemed to satisfy and continued
dressing not being prepared for this turn of events I silently cursed
myself for not being quick enough to capitalize on this opportunity.
Donna returned to drying her hair and then called out that she would go
and make sure the other ladies were ready. I heard the door closed and
figured with that my chances for some quick fun were finished.

I went down to the lobby and still had to wait another half hour for my
dinner companions to join me. After a delicious dinner at one of the
local restaurants I suggested we go back to the hotel for drinks and see
what type of entertainment they had in the lounge the ladies all agreed
and Donna said she would like it if they had dancing. We went straight
to the lounge and found that indeed there was dancing in fact they had a
live band and quite a crowd had gathered. We managed to get a table and
drinks in short order and settled in to small talk about our training
session the next day. As soon as the band started playing a slow number
Donna asked me to dance, as we danced Donna moved in tighter and tighter
pressing her hips into mine and causing my cock to stiffen against her.
Just as the music stopped Donna asked me if I would like to get together
with her and the other ladies and put my stiff cock to good use. I was
taken back a little by her offer but managed to tell her I was ready for
anything. As Donna and I walked back to the table I could tell that Sue
and Eileen were looking at my cock which was bulging out the front of my
pants. Donna told the other girls we were moving the party to her room
where we would have more privacy and both Sue and Eileen nodded their
assent. Once we were in the elevator and the doors had closed Sue move
to me placing her hand on my cock and rubbing my stiff prick and balls.
I reached out and pulled Donna and Eileen to me squeezing Donna’s firm
ass while fondling Eileen’s big tits. Sue reached out and began to rub
Donna’s tits as Donna’s hand joined Sue’s attacking my cock.

By the time we had reached Donna’s room I was clear on the ladies
intentions and ready to fuck them all. We entered Donna’s room and
quickly moved to the king-size bed and proceeded to fondle and rub each
other. I wanted the privilege of stripping the ladies and suggested
that I strip each one in turn as the others watched. They all agreed
and Donna was chosen to go first. Donna and I moved to the foot of the
bed as Eileen and Sue relaxed and fondled each others tits and cunts
watching me strip Donna. I first removed Donna’s sweater exposing her
tits which were bra-less and firm with erect pink nipples. Moving my
right hand up between her legs I found she also had no panties on and
proceeded to force two fingers up her already sopping slit and rub her
clit while sucking on her firm tits and nibbling on those erect pink
nipples. Moving down I next removed her skirt exposing her full blond
bush spreading her legs so Sue and Eileen could see her pussy filled
with my fingers. Bending down I ate her pussy licking her now erect
clit until Donna came. Removing the garter belt and nylons she wore I
moved her to her side and rubbed her tight anus and ate her pussy until
she came again.

A gentle tapping on my shoulder told me it was time to move to the next
girl and I looked up to see Eileen looking into my eyes. Donna moved
back towards the head of the bed as I drew Eileen to me and began to
fondle her big tits. I could see we were all going to get into the act
as I looked back toward Donna and Sue I watched as Sue reached down
between Donna’s legs and inserted three of her slim fingers into Donna’s
sopping cunt. Moving quickly I removed Eileen’s dress exposing her big
tits held only by her nippless bra and a black garter belt and nylons
framing her dark full bush. Moving my hand down between her legs I
forced three fingers into her sopping slit and began to massage her clit
with my thumb. I then reached back and undid her bra letting her full
tits free as I sucked and licked her nipples. I could tell Eileen was
close to cumming as her breath was coming in short gasps and decided to
make her cum with my mouth. Moving down I spread her legs further and
licked her cunt and clit removing one finger from her cunt and pushing
it up her squirming asshole. This was all Eileen could take and she
came hard pushing and grinding her sweet slit into my face. As Eileen
came down from her climax I licked her tight anus giving her a nice rim
job. stopping only when I heard Sue’s voice pleading with me for her
turn.

By now I was worked up to a frenzy and there was a large wet precum
stain on my jeans. Sue dropped down and began to rub my cock while she
licked the stain on my pants. I watched as Eileen and Donna snuggled up
in the bed with each others fingers up their cunts and each squeezing
the others tits. Pulling Sue up I lifted her sweater over her head
exposing her bra-less tits and her stiff nipples taking her right tit in
my mouth I began to suck it as I bit her nipple and pushed my hand up
under her skirt. Running my hand up between her legs I found she too
had worn no panties and had only nylons on under her skirt. Reaching
her pussy I found she was nicely shaved and her smooth hairless cunt
lips were wet with pussy juice. I slowly removed her skirt exposing her
shaved pink pussy and set to work finger fucking her slippery slit as I
ate and licked her clit and twisted her long erect nipples. This action
brought Sue to a crushing climax. As she was lying there regaining her
breath I slowly stripped off her nylons and tongued her asshole getting
her ready for the girls turn to strip me. I could see Eileen and Donna
were having a good time as they were both still probing each others
cunts and had added a finger up each others assholes while they sucked
and bit at each others tits finally bringing each other to climax at the
same time.

Looking my way Eileen and Donna licked their lips and started to
approach me. In no time all three ladies were on me stripping off my
cloths and getting me ready for a hot time. Eileen pulled down my pants
and went right to work deep throating my cock, plunging the entire 10″
down her tight throat. Donna had move around and was ramming her
fingers up my asshole as she rubbed her hard nippled tits against my
back. Sue a little left out at first had moved under Eileen and began
licking and sucking my balls as she finger fucked Eileen’s cunt. This
was too much for me to stand and I began to shoot a massive load down
Eileen’s throat. After taking my first shot deep in her throat Eileen
pulled back off my cock and directed my second stream directly into
Sue’s waiting mouth. Eileen then took my third spurt in her mouth and
pinched off the flow of cum until Donna’s head appeared between my legs
and then stuffed my cock deep into Donna’s mouth as I shot again. Donna
continued to suck my still hard cock until she had milked the rest of my
load and swallowed it all. Now that we were all naked the fun really
began and I was chosen to be the center of attraction.

Sue and Eileen moved me spread eagle on the bed and proceeded to suck my
cock and balls as Donna position herself above them ready to sit on my
stiff cock. Sue reached up and rammed two fingers up Donna’s pussy
making sure she was well lubed and drew her down on my raging prick
while Eileen held my dick in position and fingered my anus. I watched
as Donna forced the entire 10″ of my swollen meat up her slick pink cunt
and felt Sue ram her fingers up Donna’s asshole and rub my cock inside.
Meanwhile Eileen had removed her fingers from my asshole and had taken
up a position squatting over my face, I watched as Eileen positioned
herself ready to lower her sopping snatch onto my waiting lips and
tongue. Eileen was ramming two fingers in and out of her soddened
snatch while rubbing her clit with her thumb. Eileen slid her fingers
out and moved down placing her sweet slit directly on my waiting mouth.
I began to eat her cunt forcing my tongue deeply up her throbbing cunt
and licking her engorged clit. Meanwhile Donna had set up a steady
rhythm pounding my straining cock balls deep in her slippery slit on
each thrust. Sue stood straddling me facing Donna and had Donna licking
her erect clit and finger fucking her hot pussy. Eileen was busy
ramming a dildo up Sue’s anus while giving her a fantastic rim job with
her tongue. A few minutes of this action had all of us cumming hard.
Eileen was first and flooded my face with her sticky juices as she
convulsed with orgasm ramming her cunt down on my face causing my tongue
to slip even deeper into her hot pink hole. Sue came next replete with
moans and swearing filling Donna’s mouth and face with her slick juices
as she moved back forcing the dildo Eileen was wielding deep up her
anus. And finally I and Donna came together as she rammed her tight
pussy down on my straining cock covering my cock and balls with her hot
cunt juice as I pumped a big load load of my sperm up her tight hot
cunt.

After a few minutes of rest the ladies were at me again, Sue was sucking
my cock making sure I was as hard as a rock for the next round. Eileen
who had recovered from her climax was licking my nipples while she
probed Sue’s exposed cunt and ass with her fingers. Donna was fingering
Eileen’s cunt while she pumped her own pussy and collected the cum I had
deposited there eagerly licking and sucking it off her fingers. I in
turn managed to play with Eileen’s big tits rubbing those firm mounds
and twisting her nipples. Soon we got back down to business and Eileen
rose to straddle my hard thick cock Donna reached up spreading Eileen’s
swollen cunt lips exposing the wet pink inner reaches of her tight cunt.
Sue held my cock in position and rammed two fingers of her free hand up
Eileen’s throbbing anus as Eileen rammed herself down on my stiff cock
with one continuous thrust. As my stiff cock spread Eileen’s slick
tight twat I could feel Sue’s fingers press against my prick from inside
Eileen’s throbbing asshole. Donna meanwhile had inserted two fingers up
my anus and was reaming my ass with hard deep strokes. Eileen engulfed
my full ten inches setting up a hard pounding rhythm which drove my dick
deep into her tight cunt with each stoke. Sue pulled her fingers from
Eileen’s ass and moved around to sit on my face. Donna helped Sue by
spreading her cunt open as Sue settled her shaved slippery cunt on my
mouth and I forced my tongue deep into her pink pussy and alternated
between probing her hot cunt and licking and sucking her erect clit.
Donna meanwhile had take up a position between Sue and Eileen and was
sucking Eileen’s big tits and biting her nearly inch long nipples while
Sue was reaming her anus with the dildo and sucking her clit while she
pumped 2 fingers up Donna’s wet tight cunt. Sue was the first to cum
flooding my face with her sweet cunt juice and mashing her sopping cunt
into my mouth grinding herself to a complete climax. I could not hold
out any longer and began pumping my load up Eileen’s tight hot pussy as
I bucked my hips forcing my dick deeper into her clutching slit. This
brought Eileen to climax and she flooded my now softening cock with her
thick cunt juice and sat down trapping my cock inside her pulsing twat.
Sue had increased her efforts on Donna’s asshole and cunt and now had
Donna nearing her climax. Eileen sensing Donna’s impending orgasm began
to suck her soft tits biting and twisting Donna’s erect nipples. This
took Donna over the top and she began to cum moaning, twisting and
covering Sue’s face with her pussy juice. We rested for a few minutes
lying together in a twisted pile of sweat soaked bodies until we had
regained enough strength to go at each other again.

As Sue was the only on left who had not had a chance to feel my cock
being rammed into her pussy she watched as Eileen and Donna sucked and
licked my dick restoring it to its former glory. While they worked on
me Sue knelt between Donna and Eileen and fingered there exposed cunts
and assholes bending to lick and suck their clits. Soon I too was ready
for another round and watched as Sue squatted above my 10″ prong ready
to force it deep into her swollen slit. Donna grabbed my engorged cock
and held it ready as she eased two fingers of her other hand up my now
pulsing anus. Eileen rammed two fingers up Sue’s cunt withdrawing them
slowly as she forced two fingers of her other hand deep into Sue’s
dilated anus. Spreading Sue’s swollen pink cunt lips Eileen helped Sue
mount my raging cock. I could feel Eileen’s fingers press against my
cock thru Sue’s anal wall as Sue slowly forced herself down the length
of my throbbing penis. Once Sue had fully engulfed my raging prick
Eileen and Donna moved up to my head and watched as Sue set up a slow
steady rhythm which caused my cock to alternate from deep in her
twitching cunt to almost out and back. Donna took up a position
straddling my head and prepared to lower her sopping pink pussy onto my
mouth. Eileen rammed her finger up Donna’s asshole and spread Donna’s
swollen cunt lips as I eased my tongue into Donna’s soft pink pussy and
began to eat her sopping slit and lick her exposed stiff clit. Donna
told Eileen to take the same position she had earlier and grabbed the
big dildo ready to ream Eileen’s tight puckered anus. Eileen followed
Donna’s lead and soon was sucking Sue’s firm tits and biting her erect
nipples as Donna slowly pushed the big dildo up Eileen’s exposed anus
until all but 2 inches of it 12″ length was buried in her stretched
asshole. Donna then pushed two fingers up Eileen’s packed pussy and
began to suck, bite and lick Eileen’s inch long erect clit. This
combined with watching my cock being rammed up Sue’s swollen cunt
brought Eileen off in a matter of a few minutes. Eileen came with a
rush flooding Donna’s mouth and face with her slick juice and bit down
hard on Sue’s erect pink nipples. This set Sue off and she came in hard
waves which clamped my cock tightly in her hot cunt and forced me to
climax. I came like there was no tomorrow filling Sue’s tight slit with
my sticky load of sperm. Sensing Donna was close to cumming I reached
up grabbing her tit with one hand while ramming two fingers up her
sopping cunt and another up her well lubed anus. This combined with my
tonguing and sucking of her clit brought her to orgasm and she proceeded
to fill my mouth with her sticky sweet juices as her cunt and anus
clamped down hard on my fingers as she bucked and moaned out her
pleasure.

Needless to say by this point we were all covered in a mixture of cum,
cunt juice and sweat and very tired. Lacking a sufficient erection to
proceed I suggested we rest a little and shower before we attempted
anything more. A sense of relief came over me as the ladies whole
heartily agreed. As we were relaxing Eileen began to play with Sue’s
pussy and remarked how much she liked the slick effect of Sue’s shaved
cunt lips. Donna said she too liked the way it felt and asked Sue if it
felt better when she fucked. Sue told Eileen and Donna that it was
defiantly better for both fucking and sucking as it made the whole area
much more sensitive and accessible. Eileen asked me if I had ever
shaved pussy before and did I like the look and feel of naked cunts. I
told her and Donna that I personally preferred nicely shaved cunts and
that I had been shaving my wifes cunt for many years. Both Eileen and
Donna asked me to shave them prior to their showers to which I readily
agreed. Moving to the bathroom I started on Eileen first first clipping
back her full bush and then shaving her cunt lips clean and finishing
off by shaving off the fine hair around her anus. When I finished Sue
and Donna examined my work and liked the effect especially the small
tuft of hair I left on the top of Eileen’s mound. Moving between
Eileen’s splayed thighs Donna proceeded to force two fingers up Eileen’s
now naked cunt lips while pressing her thumb up her anus. Sue began to
suck and bite Eileen’s nipples working her to climax. Donna replace
Eileen and I proceeded to shave her cunt and anus clean which was
followed by Eileen and Sue descending on Donna until she too had
climaxed. I felt that Sue shouldn’t be left out and had Donna and
Eileen pleasure Sue before we started our showers.

Once we had all showered and refreshed ourselves that pulsing feeling
returned to my cock and I told the girls that we should organize some
more games as my cock needed attention. Seeing my stiff cock Sue
suggested we return to the bed and start fucking. I move Sue to a
doggie style position on the bed and directed Eileen to get under her
with her head between Sue’s legs. Eileen crawled underneath and began
eating Sue’s pussy tonguing her hole and licking her hard clit. I told
Eileen to open Sue’s swollen cunt and put my cock up it. Eileen first
forced my cock deep into her throat then guided it deep into Sue’s tight
slippery slit. Ramming my cock balls deep in Sue’s cunt I told her to
finger and eat Eileen’s cunt and ass. Donna looked at me forlorn and I
told her not to worry and to straddle Sue’s hips and lay back exposing
her sweet slit for me. I then began to finger fuck her hot cunt and
anus as I bent to lick and suck on her exposed erect pink clit. This
made Donna perk up and she began to wiggle and squirm under my
onslaught. I especially liked the look and feel of the girls newly
shaven pussies. Once I had brought Sue to her first orgasm I pulled out
of her pulsing cunt and asked Eileen to guide me into Sue’s tight
asshole. Eileen grabbed my cock and placed the head at the entrance to
Sue’s puckered pink anus and held it as I slowly pushed the entire 10″
shaft slowly up Sue’s tight rectum. I immediately set up a rapid
pounding pace in Sue’s asshole which brought her and myself to a
blistering orgasm at the same time. Pulling out of her hot ass I rammed
my prick into Eileen’s mouth fucking her throat for all I was worth
depositing the last of my sperm deep in her throat. Just as I was
finishing my own orgasm I felt Donna start to cum I clamped down on her
clit while twisting my fingers into her cunt and anus. Sue who had
temporarily stopped her fevered activity on Eileen resumed a frantic
pace bringing Eileen to her climax and covering Sue’s face with her
thick juices.

Since I had directed the last activity Eileen claimed her turn to give
orders and told me to get behind her and fuck her cunt doggie style. I
complied with out complaint and spread her slick shaven cunt lips and
rammed my cock balls deep in her sopping twat. She then directed Donna
to lie in front of her and spread her legs so she could eat Donna’s hot
cunt and anus. Eileen told Sue to sit on Donna’s face and have Donna
eat her cunt and suck my cum out of her asshole. I set up a fast pace
pounding the entire 10″ of my cock in and out of Eileen’s hot pink cunt.
Eileen was feverishly working on Donna’s slippery pink pussy ramming two
fingers in and out of her cunt while lashing Donna’s stiff protruding
clit with her tongue and forcing her index finger deep into her
throbbing anus. Sue had her cunt firmly planted on Donna’s mouth and
was grinding her swollen pink pussy lips into Donna’s mouth as Donna
probed Sue’s moist pussy and tight anus with her tongue. Donna
alternately licked and sucked Sue’s swollen clit and squeezed her ample
tits rolling Sue’s hard erect nipple in her fingers. Eileen was close
to climax and was forcing her cunt back on my throbbing cock with ever
increasing pressure. Sensing her impending orgasm I forced two fingers
up Eileen’s squirming asshole and began finger fucking her tight anus.
This combined with the deep probing my cock was giving her clutching
slit brought Eileen to her first orgasm. As the waves of her pleasure
subsided I pulled out of her cunt and positioned my cock to penetrate
her tight anus rubbing my the head up and down on her puckered pink
anus. With one firm stroke I buried my throbbing cock deeply up her
tight asshole until my balls slapped her swollen cunt lips. My pounding
in Eileen’s anus forced her mouth more deeply into Donna’s cunt
triggering Donna’s climax which flooded Eileen’s mouth and face with her
slick juices. Sue was near her orgasm and watching Donna cum forced Sue
over the top also and she released her sweet thick juices into Donna’s
waiting mouth and face covering her with her cum. Watching these ladies
climax got me really hot and I began to cum pumping a thick juicy load
of sperm up Eileen’s twitching anus. As I shot my load into Eileen I
could feel her reach her second orgasm as her asshole milked the cum
from my spurting dick. I pulled out of her asshole and moved to Donna’s
head forcing my still swollen cock deeply down her throat spending the
last of my ejaculation in her tight throat. I collapsed on the bed as
Donna continued to Suck my cock and finger my anus keeping me hard in
preparation for her turn.

It was a while until I could regain my desire for the ladies but their
continual assault on my senses made me rise to the challenge once more.
Donna was in charge for this round and demanded I fuck her cunt asshole
and mouth. Sue and Eileen were ready and willing to go at me but felt
Donna should have her turn being the queen of the may. Donna positioned
herself above my cock and directed Sue and Eileen to open her pussy to
accept my straining member. Eileen spread Donna’s pink swollen cunt
lips as Sue held my cock in position for to be thrust up Donna’s now
dripping pussy. Eileen slowly inserted two of her fingers up Donna’s
tight anus while Sue guided Donna down onto my ridged cock forcing it
deeply up her tight slit. Once Donna had me fully rammed up her cunt
she asked Eileen to get a strap on double dildo from the nightstand.
Never losing her pounding rhythm on my cock Donna helped Sue force the
thick plastic shaft up Eileen’s well juiced twat fingering her tight
asshole in the process. Once Eileen was fully decked out in her new
prick Donna told Eileen to fuck her anus with the huge plastic penis
sticking out of her cunt. Sue helped Eileen force the plastic shaft
deep into Donna’s twitching asshole while Donna continued to fuck
herself silly on my hard shaft. After Eileen had gotten her new prick
buried deeply into Donna’s ass Donna had Sue sit on my face and grind
her swollen pussy and engorged clit into my mouth and tongue. The
feeling on my cock was tremendous and I could feel the dildo being
pounded in and out of Donna’s anus by Eileen as my own cock was rammed
in and out of Donna’s packed pussy by her unrelenting strokes. Soon I
could just not take it another minute and began to shoot my river of cum
deep into Donna’s hot cunt as I heard Eileen reach her own climax.
Donna began to buck and wither on my now pulsing cock bringing herself
to climax and collapsing on my chest. Sue began to thrust her cunt
harder against my mouth and tongue nearing her own orgasm. Sensing she
needed a little help i reached back and rammed two fingers up her
exposed asshole and began biting and sucking her stiff clit. This was
all Sue needed and she to began to climax drenching my face with the
last of her sweet cunt juice. After this we all cleaned up being too
fucked out to continue.

I was late for the training session every day but if the audience only
knew why I think they would have understood.

Finally I went to sleep. While my aunt and uncle were up long
before daybreak, I slept until nearly nine. I awoke and just
laid quietly, feeling my morning hardon more intensely than usual
as I visualized last night’s session with Shawn on his couch. I
loved his legs, laying across my lap. How he spread them so I
could play with his thighs and work my hands down to his
underpants. And my surprise to find his rather large dick stiff
under the cotton cloth. Even though a blanket covered us, I
visualized what his small fingers looked like as he played with
my dick as I played with his. What a night it was! Well the day
wouldn’t promise anything if I didn’t get up to start it. So I
got up, went into the bathroom and took a shower.

“Well typical…city people sleep half the day,” smiled my aunt
as she fried me two eggs and bacon. I was already fully awake
but I wasted no time getting a cup of coffee down.

“So you were across the street quite a while?” she asked.

“Oh yeah,” I said. “Watched a movie with the boys. I can’t ever
go to bed before about midnight.” I was hungry so I wolfed down
those eggs. “Where’s Chucky?”

“Your uncle is out in the southwest pasture counting cattle. He
wants you to drive over there. I dont think you’ve seen it.”

“Yeah, okay,” I answered. “First I want to wake up. This is
vacation…I don’t want him putting me to work.”

Teresa smiled. “Not to worry. He just wanders around pretending
to be busy. Those cows out there take care of themselves this
time of year.” She went on. “You know Chucky…he spends his
time in town at that country bar with his VFW friends.”

The screen door opened and I turned around, expecting to see
Uncle Chuck. I inhaled suddenly when I saw it was Shawn. He
bravely made himself at home by just walking right in, sitting
down next to me at the kitchen table.

Teresa didn’t smile. “Well I suppose you want eggs too,
Shawny…your mom didn’t feed you this morning?”

“Nope…I slept too late.” Shawn grabbed a piece of toast off of
my plate, looked me straight in the eye and painted a very wide,
pretend smile on his face. “Long time no see!”

“Yeah, right!” I said, as I doubled my fist and tapped him on
his arm. “So what are you doing today, bud?”

“Hanging around with you.” He filled his mouth with toast and
gave me a long, penetrating stare. His eyes said it all and I
knew it would be a great day.

We finished breakfast and I told Shawn the bad news. I had to go
see my uncle in the southwest pasture. “But you can tag along in
case I get lost.”

“MMMkay,” Shawn pretended nonchalance. “Jason’s coming. Mom and
dad are gone so I have to watch him.”

“Okay, fine,” I answered cheerfully. But I showed him some
disappointment with my eyes. We got up and said our goodbyes and
thanks to Teresa and then headed for the car. He ran ahead.
Today he was wearing a tank top and a pair of cotton shorts. I
looked at his narrow buns and visualized what I had seen the
night before…his cute white ass spread out before my face.

As I got in the car, he was already in the front seet. He put
his back to the door, turned his body to face me, spread his legs
and lifting one foot up to the console between our bucket seats.
My eyes went immediately to his loins. Once again, I was looking
at his underpants between the open, loose legs of his shorts.
His undies were stretched out and I could see his boysac in the
morning light. He was offering a look and I took it.

“I sure had fun with THAT last night, Shawny!”

“Yeah I know. So did I.” I backed out onto the gravel driveway
and Shawn told me to stop by his place to pick up his brother.
We did and Shawn sat up on the console as Jason climbed into the
car.

“Its about time,” Jason whined. “I thought you guys were going
to leave me here alone.” Jason’s not so bad looking either. His
hair is darker and his eyes are brown. Unlike Shawn, Jason’s
complexion is much darker. He’s alittle bit heavier but not fat.
Both boys have long, unkept hair. Jason too wore a pair of
shorts and a tanktop. He was cute…but noisy.

We drove the country roads to the far pasture. I rested my arm
on Shawn’s bare leg as I tried to keep in physical contact with
him as much as I could. He made it easy. He put his arm around
my neck as I drove. All I could think about was my
disappointment that Jason was along for I would have been in
Shawn’s pants even now, had we been alone.

Twice, Jason got out. Farmboys know how to unhook
wire fencegates, open them for cars to pass and then close them
to prevent the livestock from doing the same. I looked at him as
he walked back to the car, thinking here’s the little brother of
the boy I sucked last night. Briefly, the thought crossed my
mind that these two boys might someday be doing the same thing to
each other. But the thought passed.

My uncle was parked on the very far side of the pasture. We
drove down a deep valley and across to the ridge on the other
side where his pickup was, next to a treelined draw. I watched
the tireruts carefully to prevent my car from bottoming out.
When we got there, both boys and I jumped out and walked over to
him. Chuck was just standing there watching us. It was already
getting warm.

“Hey Nephew,” he drawled. ” You just about missed me. I’ve got
things to do.” We chatted awhile while the boys took off to
explore the nearby treeline. Chuck said he had to go into town
and he asked if I could get back without getting stuck.

“No problem….I followed the path pretty well.” I told him how
peaceful it is out here.

“You’re right about that.” He walked towards his pickup. “If
you want to see some nature, go down there past the treeline and
you’ll see the best fishing pond in this county.”

And he added, “You watch those kids though…they can get pretty
ornery.” Ornery isn’t the word I would have used about Shawn
but I answered that I’d take care of em.

With that, he started up his Ford and headed across the pasture.
When truck disappeared over a ridgeline, I walked into the little
forest and yelled for Shawn.

“Over HERE!” he yelled back. I followed the voice and found both
boys sitting next to the pond. It was in a clearing. It had to
be twenty yards across. It was completely secluded by a treeline
on one side and tall grass on the other. There were cattle paths
on the far side and I knew it was a source of water for the cows
which were grazing on the hill.

“Well, Chucker’s gone into town. What’ll we do?”

“SKINNYDIP!” Shawn yelled, almost like a challenge.

“Yeah, lets DO it!” answered Jason. Both boys looked to me for a
reaction. It was warming up and I was pretty interested in the
prospect of seeing these two boys running bare assed naked into
that water. I reached down with my hand and sampled the water
temperature. The water was shallow and still due to the
windbreak. I could see the muddy bottom but just ten yards away,
it was deeper and a large treetrunk formed a waterbreak as it
extended into deep water. It almost like a dock the way it
jutted straight into the lake. I expected the water to be cold
since it was early June. But in the shallows it was very warm–
almost bathlike. I didn’t say anything for afew seconds as if I
were pondering a tough decision. But I sensed some serious
eagnerness. A little more silence, just to tease them.

“Sure…why not?” I looked at Shawn and he grinned. Farmboys
know all about skinnydipping in ponds and in a flash, their
shorts were in figure eight circles as they stepped out of them.
Tanktops came off in an instant and both boys bottoms dropped to
the ground and fast fingers were working on their shoes. They
got up and took to the water before I even had my belt undone.
But I stopped long enough to see two bouncing boybutts heading
into the pond. Shawn has a nice shape. He’s slender but his
shoulders are broad making his back well formed and the V pointed
to his lovely assmuscles. I took my eyes off of him long enough
to see Jason who was a smaller, but darker version of boybeauty.
Such a turnon to see two boys with long hair and bareskin.
Shawn’s skin was whiter than Jasons. Except for the ten year
old’s bottom. It was apparent that the younger boy had already
worked up a presummer tan because I could see the color contrast
between tan and previously unexposed fanny.

As they reached two foot water, they collapsed their legs and the
mud they stirred up hid their bodies. Splashing, the water on
their shoulders glistened in the late morning sun. Off came my
shirt and pants, shoes and socks. I wanted in the water before
my dick gave away my lust. Both boys turned and watched me, now
naked, wading out to them. I was swelling abit and trying to
avoid looking at them. I looked at the cows grazing in the
distance and tried to think about COWS until my growing manhood
was submerged.

“I told you he was big,” Shawn said. His brother stared directly
at my loins. I didn’t know what the hell to think.

“What?” I muttered.

Shawn smiled. “I told him what we did last night.”

A shot of fear ran through me…but not for long.

“We’ve never sucked before but I told him that its better than
just playing around.”

I waded past them into deeper water to make my modesty alittle
more comfortable. Both boys followed me. I was in about three
feet or more of water now and I crouched down to leave only my
neck and chest exposed. The boys struggled with the depth and
each grabbed onto a shoulder, one on each side. The water this
deep was cooler but I started getting used to it. Shawn shifted
himself in front of me and gently sat on my right thigh. I could
feel his thighs resting on my leg and I studied his nose and eyes
as he was right in front of my face. Instinctively I brought my
arm down and rested my hand on his bare hip. A place where there
should be swimsuit but there was none and the water didn’t feel
cold anymore because I was warming up all over.

I didn’t know what to think about Jason but he shifted himself
too towards my front and he straddled my other thigh and squeezed
his legs together, gripping me. I could feel the pressure of a
hard on coming. I knew his ass was resting on my leg.

“Well this is pretty fun, no doubt about it,” I said in a low
tone to these two naked boys. I dropped my right hand to Shawn’s
bare bottom and spread my fingers so as to cover as much of his
fleshy asscheeks as I could hold. And my left hand reached
around Jason’s waist and I pulled him towards me. Somebody’s
body touched my stiff dick but I wasnt even sure whose.

“Feel his dick, Jase,” Shawn ordered. I knew then it was Shawns
leg against me and I watched the top of Jason’s arm move towards
me. A small hand found my underwater hardon and squeezed it.

“Boy he’s bigger NOW,” Jason giggled. I figured I was about
three feet long and hard as a steel rod. I never felt more
excited in my life as I felt Jason’s small fingers squeezing and
examining. He was alittle clumsy with it and that made me
even hotter.

I pulled my left hand from the back of Jason’s waist and found
his little peter sticking straight out. And with my other hand,
I ran my index finger down Shawn’s crack and played with has
asshole.

“So you guys play with each other, huh?” I said to Jason.

“Yeah, Shawny likes me to jack him off. But I’m not old enough
to cum yet.” The boys looked at each other and Shawn nodded.

“We never fool around with anybody else.” Shawn added and then
he reached down and put his hand on my dick so I had two little
hands on it.

“I hope mine gets as big as yours…and Jason’s too.”

Both boys laughed. I moved my right hand from Shawn’s fanny to
his front and felt his hardness, just as it was last night.

“I’d say you’ll get there but Jason’s got a ways to go.” I
squeezed both of them at the same time, comparing their size.
Shawn had a dick and Jason still had a peepee, I thought. But
their hardness was equal, if not their size. So here we were in
a pond out in the middle of nowhere, naked and squeezing each
other’s dicks.

“So what dirty little deeds do you boys wanna do?” I asked them
as I squeezed their dicks all the more.

Jason was quick to answer. “I want you to show me how you suck
Shawny,” he said nonchalantly. There was no guilt in his voice.
He was just as matter of fact as if he wanted me to show him how
to hook a worm. “And then I want you to suck ME.”

“Yeah, I can do that,” I said. “But first, lets play around in
the water for alittle while. We’ll do that after we get out.”

I thought a minute about what delights we might try before that.
While I thought about it, I moved my hands all over their bodies,
moving from their dicks to their hips and asses. Shawn’s was
very accessible because it stuck out to the right of my thigh.
As I felt around Jason’s back and reached for his bottom, he
leaned up on his straddle of my left leg and gave me access.

Without saying a word, Shawn changed positions so he too
straddled my thigh…only he was on my right leg. I had each of
my index fingers massaging a different boyhole. As I released
them and brushed their hips and brought my fingers to their
dicks, both boys leaned back to give me their frontsides. Even
though they were virtually weightless in the water, I had to
shift my balance to keep myself from falling over as I held them.

“Lets go alittle deeper so I can stand up.” And with that, I
shoved both boys off of my thighs and put my arms around each of
their waists and started moving to where the water was closer to
five feet. I wasnt sure what we could do but it seemed like the
thing to do to try some things. “Get in the back Shawny, and
stick your dick into my butt.” I knew he wouldnt be able to get
that done but I wanted to feel him against my ass. I spread my
legs wide and bent forward and felt him bring his hips up against
me and I felt his hardness up against my asscrack. His dick
found my asshole and he pushed. It felt nice but I knew he
wasn’t going to get inside. I floated Jason on his back and he
spread his legs before my face while I kept him bouyed. His dick
was just out of the water so I pulled him closer to me and I
kissed its firm underside. It stuck straight up towards the sky
as he wrapped his legs around my neck.

Shawn had tried what I asked but he grew bored. I moved him
around the front to join Jason. They let me move them as I
wanted so I put Shawn where his dick might be shoved against his
litlte brother’s ass. He wasn’t impressed.

“Lets get out and go suck.” I could tell he didn’t have the
assfetish that I did. With that, I said fine and I towed the
boys to more shallow water. When they reached a comfortable
depth, they took off on their own and waded to shore. All three
of us marched out of the water bareskin naked into the sunlight.
Three hardons.

“Grab your clothes and lets hustle for cover.” I didn’t like
having sex with two little boys out in the open, even if we were
a long ways from humanity. As we got to the treeline, I used my
shirt to wipe the large droplets of water from Shawn’s skin.
“Lets get dried off after our little baths.”

I felt abit chilled but Jason used his shirt to dry me. He
didn’t seem abit cold. I guess farmboys are just used to
swimming. We walked into the trees which were very tall,
providing a high ceiling. There was little foliage on the ground
and the dirt was covered with last year’s fallen leaves.

“This will be nice,” I said when I found a place that provided us
abit of cover. I sat down in front of the boys, surveying their
nakedness. I studied the differences between their bodies.
Shawn was beginning a sprout of hair above his semi-hard dick.
Jason’s pencil boner still stuck straight out. There wasn’t a
hair on him except on his head. “You two are sure cute!” I said,
as I flicked their dicks playfully. “So what shall we do?”

Both boys answered almost at the same time. “Suck!” they said.

“Well, youre gonna get a good lesson, guys, because I can suck
the chrome off of a trailer hitch.” It was one of my favorite
lines. Shawn laughed but Jason didn’t get it. “Who gets to be
first?”

“HE does,” said Jason. “He’s older.”

“That won’t break your heart, will it Shawny?” I grinned.

“Nope.” Shawn laid down and spread his legs. His dick grew abit
at the thought of it. I studied his hard, red head, his thick
four inch shaft and his ballsac. Jason laid down beside him and
put his head very close to his brother’s hip.

“First, you tease him alittle bit.” I took Shawn’s boydick in my
hand, held it perpindicular to his body to make it harder. I
opened my mouth and put a hot breath on it. As he felt the
warmness, the muscles in his groin contracted and his dick
spasmed in my hand. “Then you get him wet…you kiss it and lick
it. Make it last awhile.” I showed him how to make love to the
underside of a boydick. Kissing and licking.

“Very special place, right here,” I instructed as I darted my
tongue across the rim of Shawn’s head. “How you doin, Shawny?”

Shawn’s chest rose and fell in deep breaths. He was laying back
with his eyes closed. “No complaints here!” As I paused to look
up, I squeezed his dick with my hand and a droplet appeared.

“That’s called precum. It’s very slippery,” I lectured.

I smiled, visualizing these boys playing with each other when
they were supposed to be sleeping. “I guess you know alot about
your brother, eh?”

“Yeah. He likes me to spread it around with my fingers.”

Shawn interrupted. “Enough of this school. You’re forgetting
about ME!”

I didn’t need to be prompted. I put his dick back in my mouth
and enjoyed the slightly salty, slippery taste on my tongue. I
sucked him harder now and took all of him in my mouth.

“Shawny’s gonna cum pretty soon.” Jason predicted. “What are you
going to do?”

I’m gonna LET him…it’s good.” I went back to Shawn and worked
him.

“Can I try it?” Jason had had enough instruction.

“If its okay with Shawn, it’s okay with me.” Shawn nodded as he
kept his eyes closed. Jason and I traded places. The ten year
old grabbed his shorts and wiped my saliva off of his brother. I
smiled at that little touch of sanitation. He wiped it once as
if it was a Cokebottle and then proceeded to put his lips to the
head. It both excited and amused me as I saw this youngster put
his brother’s now “cleaner” dick in his mouth and suck on it just
as I had. He was on his hands and knees. I watched him for a
moment, partly to see if he was doing it right and partially to
fill my eyes with something I’d never seen before…two young
boys engaged in sucking.

Don’t bite him…keep your teeth off of him,” I cautioned.
“While you do HIM, I’ll do you, Jase.” I said as I got up and
ran my hands along Jason’s bare boyback. I carressed his fanny
and told him to spread his legs alittle. Jason obeyed without
stopping the blow job he was giving his older brother.

I crawled around behind the younger boy’s ass and got down on my
own elbows and knees and proceeded to kiss his asscheeks. My
tongue danced up and down his crack; I felt the firm boyflesh on
each side of my tongue and I probed the center where his rosebud
surely was. Jason arched his back to open himself as my tongue
found it. Knowing we had just finished a nice swim, I eagerly
centered on his little hole and I licked it intently, probing
with the tip of my tongue. He spread even more and I used my
fingertips to spread his cheeks further so I could press my face
into his ass. I rubbed my lips and cheeks all over his boybutt.
And then turned around and laid down under him. His short legs
made his dick protrude down to a perfect level for me take it
completely into my mouth. It was small but hard as a thick
pencil. I reached around and played with the cheeks of Jason’s
fanny and his tiny boysac. It was round and firm.

Shawn groaned and I knew Jason was about to get a mouthful of his
brother’s juice. Not alot, for Shawny was only twelve. I
stopped sucking the ten year old but I kept his penis in my
mouth. I wanted to listen to what happened. Jason coughed twice
as Shawn squirted his boyhood into his little brother’s sucking
and unprepared mouth. Jason rose up quickly and I turned and
crawled over to Shawn. There was boycum oozing from his wet
dick.

Quickly I said, “Ya don’t waste this” and then I put my mouth
back on Shawn and sucked the remaining bit of his dickjuice.
When I was finished, I leaned up and said, “And I like to kiss my
boy so he can taste himself too.”

With that, I planted a deep kiss on Shawny, making sure he got
to share what little boycum I had gotten from him.

Jason had taken it all in. “Well, I’ll do better next time,” he
promised. “Gee I wish I could cum. It must be really good.

“Well, you will,” I reassured him. “And you did a good job. Let
Shawn suck on you for alittle while. I think I’ll just watch.”

Shawn was agreeable. He and his brother traded places. I
watched Shawn start on his little brother. But I couldn’t just
watch. I had had so much fun working the boys over, I felt
alittle left out. So as Shawn remained on elbows and knees
sucking his brother, I moved to the older boy’s backside and
started rubbing my hardness up and down the crack of his upturned
bottom. He was too dry so I stopped, reached down and gave him a
very wet buttlick. And another. Unlike his brother whose
spincter muscles remained very tight when I tongued him, Shawn’s
asshole seemed to open abit. My tongue darted in as far as it
could go. It didn’t go far but I was able to insert the tip of
my tongue and lick in and out ever so slightly.

I spit on him and replaced my tongue with my dick which was wet
with slipperyness. His ass would be unaccustomed to a dick so
large so again, I opted not to ruin his afternoon with pain. So
I just rubbed my own dick around his asshole and gently poked at
the opening.

“How’s he doing, Shawny?”

“This is alot better than when he just plays with me,” Jason
said. “It feels warm.” And he became breathless. “…and WET!”
I looked up and saw Jason bounce on the ground. Jason was
getting off.

“Suck him hard, Shawny!”

Shawny did as I told him and Jason bounced again before relaxing
as if he were dead.

“See, even a little guy can do pretty well,” I told them.

Jason just blew quietly as he began to rest. Shawn got up. His
mouth was alittle red.

“Jase’s still dry tho.” Shawn gently wiped his own spit from his
lips.

Jason leaned up as if he were coming to from unconsiousness. I
think Shawn had had enough sucking for one day but Jason said,
“Well, its time to do YOU.” He reached up and pulled at my arm.
I let him pull me down to a laying position and I turned over on
my back. Shawn watched as Jason leaned over my leg and took as
much of me in his mouth as he could. I gently moved Jason from
my side to between my legs. He did better for the shape of my
dick fit his mouth better straight up and down.

I’d seen and done so much I knew it wouldn’t take long.

“I’m not sure you want me to cum in your mouth, hot lips! Ive
alot to give.” Jason nodded up and down but he didn’t stop. His
mouth wasn’t big enough to take much of me but what he was doing
felt just fine. I loved the look of his curly hair and his
turned up nose and his little fingers holding me. Seeing his
youth just excited me more. The only thing that gets me hotter
is licking little boybutts.

“C’here, Shawny baby.” I was trying to shut my excitement down
for a moment because I wanted to come with Shawn’s ass in my
mouth. “Let me taste your young ass again…straddle me.”

Shawn was agreeable enough. I reached up and guided him, turning
him around and bringing his ass down on my face. He knelt down
with one knee on each side of me. His fanny was widely spread in
this position and he just leaned back, lowering his bottom to my
face. The instant my tongue touched his asshole I was aware of
both my lips and my dick and my entire body started to tingle. I
felt electrified.

I paused long enough to say “NOW, Jason….jack me off.”
Jason replaced his mouth with his hand and started rubbing me. I
tightened my groin muscles to prevent my climax and it served
only to heighten the feeling throughout my body. I put my mouth
on Shawny’s ass and have him a long, deep kiss and proceeded to
shoot everything inside me in long, powerful thrusts. Jason
pretty nearly kept time with my spasms, making them even more
intense. I nearly passed out as I felt my orgasm while sucking
and kissing deeply on Shawn’s fannyhole.

“God…look at THAT!” Jason exclaimed. My orgasm was so intense,
I had splattered Shawn’s chest, possibly as far away from my dick
as eighteen inches. I had no idea for Shawny was sitting on my
face and I was semiconscious when it happened.

I lay there exhausted. Jason watched Shawn spread my cum on his
chest, seeing how much there was. And Shawn then bent down on
one elbow and took my dick in his hand. He put his mouth on me
and licked the remaining off of the head. His ass moved away
from me for he was too short to sixtynine me. When I opened my
eyes, I reached up and just held his cheeks as he finished my
dick, sucking out what tiny amount I had not expelled.

“I wanted a taste too,” Shawn said, explaining himself.

“Hey, that was a nice touch, little lover.”

We all got up at the same time. “I think it’s time for another
swim.” I knew Shawn was pretty sticky so I led the boys back to
the water. We waded in, rubbed and washed each other with our
hands. And then we swam and just had alittle regular fun. But
it was nothing like what had happened in the treeline.

I didnt know if I was going to survive five more vacation days
with these boys or not!

At Christmas, when I was up for only a day, I managed to go over
to Shawn’s place just to say hello. There he was, on the floor
watching his brother play a video game. I stuck my toe playfully
between the cheeks of his backside and gave him a nudge and a
cheery, “Hi pal…how’ya been?” He turned and grinned and told
me fine. I couldn’t believe his adorable smile. His eyes lit up
as he turned and saw me. Shawn’s hair was longer and he sported
a single earring. We chatted about pretty much nothing but I was
so anxious to put my hands on him, I finally cradled his cheek in
one had while pretending to examine his earring. Holding his
face in my hands was the only touch I had of him last Christmas.
“That’s pretty rock and roll for a farm kid,” I offered, as I
made sure my touch was more of a carress. He lingered and let me
hold him as long as I dared in the room where his older brother
was also watch.

“Yeah, a regular faggot,” his twenty year old brother snorted. I
saw the instant hurt in Shawn’s face. He was embarrassed that
his brother had said such a thing in front of me. I spent days
wondering what that meant…whether he was calling Shawn a faggot
because of the earring or because of something else that had
happend recently. But for the moment, I just winked at him and
sqeezed his cheek lovingly. There would be another time we could
talk about THAT.

Just an hour before I had to end my Christmas, I happened to be
over at his house to say goodbye. He was on the couch, dressed
in a pair of bib overalls and a flannel shirt. All that I
touched of him was his bare feet. We wrestled momentarily and he
stuck a foot up to my face. It was just reaction. I grabbed his
foot as he poked me with it. And I ran my tongue across the
underside of his toes. He seemed abit surprised at that.

“You taste pretty good, lad. I’ll have to remember that!”

He looked away momentarily but he smiled. I just laughed,
reached down and slapped his jeans on the backside.

“Well, I gotta go. Maybe I’ll be around this summer to see ya.”
And with that, I left to make my goodbyes to my uncle and aunt
before I hit the road.

-0-

When the first summer day of my farm vacation started, it wasn’t
an hour before Shawn had spied my car in my uncle’s driveway. He
was over. He just hung by the back door waiting for an
invitation inside. I didn’t hesitate for I had come to the
country to see Shawn as much as I’d come to see my uncle.

“Hi bud,” I said, “good to see ya. Come on in.” I gave him a
one-armed hug, one of those older brotherly kind of hugs that
most people don’t pay much attention to. He was in the house in
a flash and while my uncle and aunt found him obnoxious, they let
it go because they knew we were sort of buddies. They certainly
didn’t know how close we were and how close I’d like to become
with him. He spent the early evening sometimes with me and
sometimes at home.

After a good family dinner and a talk, the evening grew late by
farmers’s standards. It was pushing eight o’clock. I knew my
uncle and aunt would be going to bed soon for they were always up
by four. They knew I was a night owl and they weren’t surprised
when I said I was going to go across the street to visit with the
neighbors for awhile. I practically ran across the road but I
slowed down and got into my “neighborly” attitude when I knocked
on their rickety back porch door.

Shawn’s dad answered the door. We had me afew times and we
exchanged pleasantries. He invited me on in to the living room
of their modest (and rather trashy) house. It was your typical
poor farmhouse. The only thing less than twenty years old was a
Sony TV, two VCR’s and a Nintendo.

“We’re just getting ready to turn in but you’re welcome to stick
around and watch a movie with the boys,” he said. I didn’t need
a second invitation. Shawn and his ten year old brother were
sprawled on the floor watching Top Gun for what had to have been
the hundredth time. After all, they had five hundred videotapes
for rent out in the garage. I made myself at home on the old
couch, adjusting my shorts downward so as to prevent the crowding
that was coming as my dick grew in anticipation.

“Great movie!” I said, thinking it was mosty great because it had
just started. And lets face it, Tom Cruise never looked better.

“You boys, get ready for bed…you can watch the movie but I want
your faces and hands washed and you in your PJ’s. Do it NOW!”
Their dad had a commanding way about him. He wasnt hard, but he
was firm and the boys hustled upstairs obediently, racing so as
not to miss the entire first fighter scene.

“That’s pretty good,” I said to their dad, as I glanced up,
approvingly that they had jumped to his command.

“They mind. Well, you enjoy yourself. Maybe tomorrow I can get
you to buy off some of this inventory from me.” He had been
wanting to sell of his tapes because most of the farmers in the
area had already seen most of them. We said our good nights and
he went on upstairs. In the next couple of minutes, excitement
built in my loins as I anticipated being almost alone with Shawn.
I tugged at my terrycloth shorts again, stretching them to make
much more room. They were short and loose and as I tugged, I
felt the bare hardness of my growing penis.

Shawn flew down the stairs wearing a long shirt of his dads. No
long pants. I could see his slender, hairless boylegs and the
length of his shirt hiding what I had longed to see. He went
directly into the kitchen and brought out a bag of potato chips.

“These’ll be good,” he said as he settled back down on
the floor. He put the bag of chips between us.

“I remember last winter…YOU tasted pretty good too.” I looked
directly at him to see if he remembered what I was talking about.
He grinned and looked away, sort of rolling his eyes as if to say
“Oh yeah, THAT!”

I grabbed the bag of chips and put them on the couch and enticed
him as if to indicate that if he wanted any of those chips, he
was going to have to share them up here with me.

“Aw come on up here and keep me company,” Shawn hopped up on the
couch, his back up against the armrest and his legs drawn up,
almost touching my leg as I sat near the other end of the couch.
His brother Jason stumbled down the stairs and took his place
directly in front of the TV. I knew he would be occupied as I
hoped to be with his brother.

We sat for awhile watching. Shawn slid down on the couch and his
bare feet were up against my leg. Boy seduction is a specialty
of mine and I know just how it’s done. I put the bag of chips
between his legs and he spread himself to make room for them.
Now I could see the crotch of his underpants and I stared them as
often as I dared. I was hoping he would notice. For a shrimpy,
skinny twelve year old, he filled out those briefs pretty well.
I noticed they fit rather loosely and I could almost see his
balls where the leghole was separated from his skin. It was hard
not to stare. After we munched awhile and shared a Pepsi, I put
them on the floor.

“It’s a little cool tonight,” I mused as I grabbed a nearby quilt
and placed it over us. In doing so, I put his bare legs on my
lap, slid alittle closer to him so his thighs and knees were
resting across my own thighs. I covered him and myself so we
shared the blanket. It left my hands under the covers and
resting on him. We kept watching the movie and all the while, I
stroked the inside of his calf with one hand and the top and
slightly to the inside of one of his thighs with the other.
Shawn was enjoying the attention; I could tell it when I glanced
at him and saw his satisfaction.

By this time, I had a raging hard on and I could hardly control
myself. I moved my left hand to the inside of his thigh and
rested it there. To my surprise, he spread his legs alittle,
giving me more access to his innner leg. And he moved his leg so
it was pressing against my own excitement. He knew. I could
feel my own wetness and my dick was pressing against his soft
leg. I adjusted his leg so it pressed even more intensely on my
erection and he slid it back and forth just alittle, which
brought me to exhale deeply and look at him. Shawn was staring
right at my face and he smiled a naughty little smile. What an
incredible face has. Broad lips, boyish grin, turned up nose and
curly long brown locks. His hair was very long and it curled
below the nape of his neck. It was all I could do to keep
myself from reaching down and kissing him on the mouth. Instead,
I slid my hand from his thigh to his groin and I brushed my
fingers across the top of his underpants. He was hard as a rock
and looking right into my eyes.

I whispered to him. “Hey, you have what I have.” I squeezed his
dick and the muscles in his legs convulsed with pleasure. While
Jason sat in front of the TV watching practice flights over the
California mountains, I slid my hand under the stretched legbands
of Shawns underpants. There was little or no elacticity for
Shawn was one of those lads who peed by pulling a legband to the
side. All winter, I’d dreamed of putting my hand on Shawn’s
boyhood and here it was at hand, firmly in my hand. For only
18, his dick had to have been at least four inches long. And
thicker than I expected for such a diminuitive lad. I ran my
thumb over the turgid head and felt a slight wetness. There
wasnt much there. But I slipped his dick outside his shorts and
gethered what moisture was on the end of it. And I pulled my
hand out and licked my thumb, gazing directly into his eyes.

Shawn looked at me in wonder but he smiled. I put my hand back
under the quilt and onto his member. He slid down further,
pressing his bottom against my leg. That made it easier for me
to hold him but he had other things in mind. Now his own hand
was close enough to my dick that he was able to sqeeze it through
my shorts. I reached over and released my hardness from its
shorts and my dick stuck straight towards him. Neither of us
could see what we were doing under the blanket but we held and
sqeezed each other’s dicks. As I would squeeze his, he would
squeeze mine. As I would rub his up and down, he would rub mine
similarly. As I would roll my thumb across the head of his dick,
he would do the same to mine. I knew I was drooling all over
his hand for his fingers were slippery.

“You better quit that,” he whispered and I nodded and rolled my
eyes and smiled, saying, “Really!”

“Jason,” Shawn called. “Go to bed…you’re half asleep!”
“No I’m not,” the ten year old insisted.
“Yes you are…go on upstairs. I’m not dragging you to bed
again.” With that, Jason got up and dragged his own self out of
the room and up the creaky stairway.

I knew that we were finally alone and no one would surprise us.
Any movement in THIS old house and you can hear it. After he was
gone, I turned back to Shawn.

“Okay…now I’m gonna get you off,” I said as I leaned up and put
myself between his legs. “I’m dying to find out how sweet you
taste.” I gave Shawn no time to think about it. As I removed
the quilt from his lap, I saw his firm dick. His head was
reddish and perfectly formed. Sticking straight up. I uncovered
his privates completely by sliding the stretched leg elastic to
the opposite side of his scrotum. It revealed a twinge of curly
brownish hair…only a whisp around his otherwise hairless
midsection. With a featherlight touch, I grazed his gonads and
ran my nail ever so lightly on up to the end of his dick. He
flenched and his dick bounced firmly up to meet my finger. I
reached my fingers around and gave it a firm squeeze. The skin
stretched as it swelled to its maximum firmness. Finally I
lowered my grasp to hold Shawn’s organ at its base and reached
down and took the head of his boy organ into my mouth, getting it
wet and putting biting pressure with my lips. He was rock hard
and sticking straight up. Finally I tasted him with my tongue
and it was everything I had hoped for. I wet his penis, took my
mouth off of it and rubbed its wetness across the outside of my
mouth, across my cheeks and across my nose. Ah, the smell of it
and the feel of it on my face. I kissed it then took all of him
into my mouth and moved up and down on him, licking and sucking.
Within thirty seconds, his thighs tightened and I felt his whole
pelvis shudder as he spurted his boyload into my mouth. I
withdrew him, all but the head so that I could feel his semen
flow from the end of his dick onto my tongue and I tasted the
saltiness of this tiny mandick’s treasure. Shawn was giving me
all he had. I swallowed his love cum and sucked his dick until
he had no more. There is nothing like boycum. And nothing like
the taste and smell of puberty.

Where he had leaned back and tensed his body, he relaxed as if he
were dead of exhaustion. I looked up at him as I took his
boyhood from my mouth and kissed it and rubbed again around my
mouth and face.

“Oh wow. That’s the first time it ever felt THAT good!” Shawn
closed his eyes and opened his mouth as he lay on the couch,
totally spent. I leaned forward and kissed his lips. He closed
them only slightly and remained totally relaxed so I could kiss
him and lick his beautiful mouth. I held his cheeks in my hands
and kissed all over his boyface.

“You are so sweet, Shawn.” I just held him, kissed him, and
stroked his curly hair. “You’re just delicious. I want to lick
you all over.”

He just lay there but whispered, “After that, you can do whatever
you want.”

“I havent had enough of you yet, boy.” I whispered back.

With that, I reached down and slipped his underpants off of him.
His dick was still swollen but no longer hard. Shawn was small
for his age so I easily lifted his legs upwards. I ran my hands
under his oversized shirt from his hips up his sides and across
to his shoulders and back down his chest. I carressed his flat,
hairless chest, down across his belly and ran my hands to the
outside, taking his boy bottom in my hands. The cheeks of his
fanny were warm to the touch and babysoft. I spread them to
reveal the innner place of his rear end.

“I’m going to lick you everywhere,” I whispered, as i lifted his
pelvis up. His soft legs were over my head and resting on my
shoulders and back. In doing so, his cheeks were spread so I
could see every pubescent part of him. I bent down and licked
the length of his dick. In short strokes, I lowered my tasting
to his boysack and licked his balls all around, lingered at their
base, just and inch from his hairless ass. As I ran my toungue
around the edges, I knew he was enjoying the sensation for his
ballsac witdrew and became rough and firm. And I licked further
down; my tougue sampling the ridge of rough skin between his
balls and his bumhole. I knew he was enjoying the warm wetness
of my tongue in a place he had never felt a mouth’s sensation.

And then I moved to the reddish flower that was his most private
place. All over the crack of his little bottom, I gave him a
tonguing that thought about the similarity between the lips of
his bottom and the lips of his mouth. It caused me to suddenly
explode in my own lap. I could hardly concentrate on the washing
I was giving him, my orgasm was so intense. My whole body
shuddered in a climax caused with no stimulation except for the
feeling of my tongue and my mouth on his perfect little fanny.

I hardly noticed that Shawn’s dick had grown to its former size
and was invitingly sticking straight towards his bellybutton.
When the rush of my own cumming subsided, I could see that he
wanted more. So I moved back to give my attention to his boyrod.
This time he would not be so quick to reach his climax.

As Shawn lay on his back with his eyes closed, I told him to just
stay relaxed and enjoy the feelings I was giving him. His legs
remained up around my neck. I reached to my thigh, dipped my
index finger in my own spent orgasm and wet his anus with it.
And then I continued gently sucking, licking and prodding his
penis as I fingered his rectum. My finger did not go in easily
except for the fluid which made it easier. I only entered with
the tip of my finger for I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable.
I just played with his asshole, fingering in and out and around.
I concentrated most of my attention is his firm dick and I felt
his excitement build to a peak that spent once again in my mouth.
He came less this time but I enjoyed it nonetheless as I watched
his stomach muscles tighten and felt the muscles in his groin
spasm a half dozen times to feed me what of his boyjuices
remained in him.

“That was two good ones for me,” he sighed. And then he got up
and pushed me backwards so this time it was ME who was laying on
my back. “Lets have a look at this,” he said as he uncovered me
to return my favors.

Shawn was surprised to see that I had already cum. “When did
THAT happen?”

“When I was licking your buns, pal. You made me cum in my
pants,” I said softly, as I watched him clean me up with his
wadded up underpants.

He grinned. “Yeah, that was different. You can do that to me
again if you like it so much.”

“Count on it, Shawn. I’ll be here for a week.” We leaned up and
watched the credits to the movie we’d missed. As the tape
started to rewind, I kissed my loveboy on the mouth again, got up
and said “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Indeed, Janice was not the exact type for sun-bathing. She had shiny red hair
all the way down her back. It was matched by her fair skin, which tended to
get all freckled when exposed to the sun. Her eyes were green and always
smiling. Janice had a very petite figure, matching her age, Beverly always
thought. That particular day Janice wore tight hot pants, which emphasized her
amazingly long and lean legs. Furthermore she wore beach shoes and a t-shirt,
through which Beverly could clearly see the nipples of her bra-less, petite
yet pert breasts. Beverly wore a mini-dress that day, as she also took pride
in showing off her nice legs and slender posture. She was quite dark,
especially compared to Janice. She had black hair which was also very long.
She and Janice loved to fix eachother’s hair; as a matter of fact, that is how
their friendship started. Beverly had big, brown eyes and full lips and she
made a somewhat hispanic impression. Not surprisingly, the girls made quite a
lot of heads turn, as they strolled over the boulevard, hand in hand.

“Well, if we wouldn’t have come so late, we could still have sun-bathed a
bit,” Beverly said, “but a walk along the sea-shore sounds fine to me too.”
“Hmmmm, how romantic,” Janice replied. “I just hope we can find some place
less crowded.”
Beverly looked at the crowd at the beach, which was dissolving as the sun
started to weaken its attack of tanning rays.
“I think it’ll be ok,” she answered smilingly, running her fingers tenderly
through Janice’s full red mane.

At that moment they walked past an icecream-vendor.
“Hey, do you want some?” Beverly asked, pointing at the cart.
“Sure”, was Janice’s enthustastic answer, “chocolate and vanilla please!”
Beverly couldn’t help but grinning widely. As mature as Janice was in most
things, she sometimes still was a child.
“Two HUGE chocolate icecreams please”, Beverly ordered to the boy behind the
cart, fetching her purse.
“Sorry Bev’, I only sell popsicles.”
Beverly looked up from her purse and showed a smile of
recognition. The boy behind the icecream-cart was Peter. She knew him from
high-school. He was about seventeen years old and had always drawn her
attention as he was so lively and friendly.
“Hello Pete!” she said. “What a surprise to see you here. What makes you run
around with ice-cream at a place like this?”
“Well, I need the extra money for my new car,” Peter answered, as he handed
over two large chocolate-popsicles to the girls, peeking at them from under
his cap, “but these are on the house.”
“Well, thank you,” Beverly replied. “May I introduce you to Janice? She’s a
good friend of mine.”
“Pleased to meet you,” Janice said and she stretched out her hand. Peter took
it carefully and made a bit of a shy impression. Beverly smiled at him and
said: “See, it may not seem so at first, but Janice and I have a lot in
common.” She took her popsicle, wrapped the foil off it and opened her lips
widely. Then she shoved the popsicle in her mouth as far as she could,
sliding it back and forth. Janice giggled at first, then she followed
Beverly’s example. The two girls made a little game out of it who could get
the popsicle in the farthest. Beverly won, of course, as she had the most
experience with making room in her throat. Janice managed to get a whole lot
of the large thing between her lips as well, though. Peter looked at it all,
amazed at first, looking if there were no other customers arriving, but
grinning wider and wider all along.

The little contest ended, when the ice was almost fully melted by the heat of
the two girls’ throats.
“Hmmmm, that was good,” Beverly said, blinking at Peter. “I’m sure you have
more to offer.”
Peter seemed to blush a bit, or was it the heat? Anyway, Beverly decided to
change the subject and asked: “How long do you have to work every day?”
“Usually from afternoons till sunset,” Peter answered, “though in the evenings
things usually are not so busy. I move up and down the boulevard a lot though.”
“You keep in shape very well then,” Janice replied. Beverly looked at Peter’s
body and nodded agreeingly.
“Well, here are some more customers. Work to do!” Peter said. “See you guys
sometime.” He smiled at the girls, who made place for the new group of people.
They waved him goodbye and continued their walk down to the beach.

Beverly and Janice decided to lie down in the evening-sun a while after all.
They changed into their bikinis, which were very skimpy indeed. Beverly
enjoyed this a lot, as she had the opportunity of smearing Janice’s body in
with sun-block all over. She loved the feel of her young friend’s soft skin
under her fingers, as she spread the oil all over, kneeding her supple flesh.
Janice had a hard time not to moan too much, as she was very sensitive to
touch. Of course Beverly got her treat as well. Janice’s fingers were soft
and gentle and Beverly dozed off under her touch.

The sky was darkening more and more, when Beverly took Janice’s hand and
walked with her towards the flood-line.
“What a lovely evening,” Janice said, “it’s going to be a beautiful red
sunset.”
“No sunset can match the beauty of your red hair,” Beverly answered, as she
pulled Janice towards her and kissed her face lightly.
“Please don’t.” Janice pulled back a little, unwillingly, but still. “There
are people watching.” Beverly looked over the beach. There were a few people
there, mostly other couples, waiting for the sunset. Nothing scary, but she
knew that Janice felt a little uncomfortable expressing her feelings in
public. She took Janice by the hand and said: “Okay then, let’s go for a
little walk.”

After Beverly took some stuff with them, she and Janice strolled along the
sea-shore, holding hands all the way. As Janice began to feel more comfortable,
she pressed her body closer to Beverly’s.
“Nobody is watching us now, sweetie,” Beverly said, as she wrapped her arms
around Janice’s supple body. Indeed, they appeared to have reached a more or
less secluded part of the beach. As Janice was somewhat smaller than Beverly,
she raised her head and softly pressed her lips on those of her lover. Beverly
ran her fingers through Janice’s hair, answering her kiss. She slowly slid her
tongue through Janice’s lips, getting aroused by the taste and feel of
Janice’s tongue playing with hers. Nobody could kiss so fine as Janice! She
surely was naturally gifted. Beverly felt her desire increasing explosively,
when Janice wrapped her arms around her and pressed her breasts against her
body, rubbing her hardening nipples through the fabric of her bikini-top
against Beverly’s stomach. Beverly dropped her stuff and lowered herself a
bit, so their breasts met, Beverly’s cup C against the little, but taunt tits
of her young friend. The feeling of their nipples rubbing together gave her a
tingling feeling in her stomach, all the way down to her crotch. She took
Janice in her arms and started to softly pull her down with her.

“No wait,” Janice mumbled. It took Beverly some seconds to regain her senses
again.
“What?”
“Well,” Janice said, “we could still be seen here.”
Beverly stood up, sighing deeply at first, but smiling at Janice again, as
she started to caress her hair.
“But I saw something where we could hide a bit,” Janice continued and she
pointed along the beach. Beverly looked and saw an old, secluded boardwalk,
which rose quite high over the beach.
“Yeah, that’s a good idea,” she said and she took Janice by the hand again.

“No wonder that there’s nobody at this place,” Janice said as she and Beverly
arrived at the old, wooden pillars. “It’s all stoney here.”
“Well, I’ll give you something soft to sit on,” Beverly replied. She took a
big towel out of her bag and spread it over the floor under the boardwalk,
removing some bigger stones. Then she sat down against one of the pillars.
Janice took the hint and stood over Beverly, softly running her hands through
her hair. Beverly replied by pulling her closer, nibbling Janice’s thighs as
she caressed her butt and back of her legs. Then she started to pull Janice
lower, tucking her g-string teasingly with her teeth. Janice lowered herself
over Beverly, sitting on her lap, so Beverly could wrap her arms around her.
At that time, the sun appeared under the boardwalk, spreading its red light
over the tender couple. Beverly, facing the sun, saw how the light gave
Janice’s hair a mysterious, bright glow.
“Oh Janice,” Beverley whispered, “you’re so beautiful.”
She wanted to say more, but her words got smothered by Janice’s tender kisses.
Beverly gave in fully, sucking her lover’s tongue in her mouth, playing with
it, tasting it. She started to undo Janice’s top and let it slide off.

Janice softly kissed Beverly in the neck, moaning softly, as Beverly massaged
her breasts gently, rolling the hardening nipples between her fingers. Beverly
felt the wetness between Janice’s legs increase, especially as she began to
rub her crotch against hers. This was a sign for Beverly to slide Janice’s
g-string off and to get rid of hers as well. There was no pubic hair that
could stand in the way. Beverly and Janice shaved eachother regularly, making
a loving game out of it. Beverly let go of a deep moan, when she felt Janice’s
naked pussy slide over hers. She bent Janice backwards a bit and ran her tongue
over her little breasts, licking between them, sucking the hard nipples as she
rolled her tongue around them. Janice answered by arching her back and
spreading her legs even more, rubbing her labes and clit forcefully over
Beverly’s.

Janice came. She moaned loudly as large amounts of fluids gushed out of her
pussy, running over Beverly’s crotch. When Beverly felt her lover spasm, her
own orgasm wasn’t far either.
“Ooooohhh.. baby… you’re so good…aaawww…”
She took hold of Janice tightly, as that electrifying feeling took control
over her body. She let herself slide sideways from the pillar, taking Janice
with her, so that she straddled over her.

Still aroused by her orgasm, Beverly turned around over Janice’s body,
straddling over her head as she spread Janice’s legs, positioning for a
sixty-nine. Janice lifted her head and began to circle her tongue around
Beverly’s pussy. Beverly first caressed Janice’s labes gently, trying not to
get too distracted by the wonderful things Janice was doing between her legs.
She shoved her fingers deeply in Janice’s vagina, caressing her labes with the
tip of her tongue. Janice moaned in exstacy, stopping for a while. Beverly
spread her legs wider, granting Janice more access. But Janice didn’t need the
hint. She shoved her tongue deeply between Beverly’s labes, sucking her clit
fiercly, causing huge amounts of pussy-juices to flow over her face.
As a result, Beverly attacked Janice’s clit, giving it a blow-job as it grew
bigger.

Both girls orgasmed almost at the same time. Their screams must have been
heard at a long distance, but at this moment, they couldn’t have cared less.

They lied next to eachother on the blanket under the boardwalk for a while,
kissing the cum from eachother’s lips.
“I’m so lucky I’ve found you,” Beverly whispered in Janice’s ear. As a reply,
Janice squeezed her playfully.
“We’d better get dressed and get back again,” Beverly said. “It’s getting
pretty dark already.”
So they put on their ordinary clothes and walked back along the shore again,
enjoying the last bits of red sky as they reached the public beach, which was
still not completely empty.

When they walked up the boulevard, they saw Peter’s cart.
“Hi there, Pete,” Beverly said. “You’re still at work? Sales must have been
pretty good.”
“Hey, you’re still here!” Peter replied, smiling happily at the girls. “Yeah,
things have been pretty busy today,” he continued, “but now my day is done!”
“That’s what YOU think,” Beverly said, blinking at him seducively in an
overly obvious way. “We still didn’t pay for our ice-cream. I hate to have
debts.” She and Janice exchanged meaningful looks and Janice smiled broadly.
“Hey ladies, the ice was on the h…”
Peter stopped, suddenly knowing what was going on. He grinned widely,
examining the girls with full interest. Then he turned to his cart again.
“I have to bring this thing back to where it belongs,” he said.
“Well, we can come along with you,” Janice answered. Peter nodded and so they
went, Peter pulling the cart up the boulevard with the two girls helping him
out. They arrived at a shack, a little walk away from the boulevard. Peter
took a key and opened the door.
“This ice-hut belongs to my uncle,” he said. “Through him I got this job, see.”
There was a huge refrigerator in the middle of the room. A door lead to another
room behind that. Peter stored the cart and let the girls enter the back-room
before him.
There was an old sofa there. A naked light-bulb was hanging from the ceiling.
Peter switched it on and kicked off his shoes.
“I know, it’s not a palace,” he said, “but do sit down.”
“It’s okay,” Beverly answered, “we have everything we want.”
She walked over to Peter and kissed him. He seemed a bit surprised at first,
but then gave in and kissed her back intensely. Janice stood behind him and
started to place little kisses in his neck.

“Hmmmm, you seem to be the timid type,” Beverly said, as they had been kissing
a while, without him doing much more. “But I know just the thing for it.”
She kicked off her shoes and sat down on the sofa, pulling Peter with her.
Janice sat behind her and started to fondle her dress, opening the back zipper,
sliding the dress off her shoulders. Then she placed kisses all over Beverly’s
shoulders and neck. Beverly turned her head to engage in a deep french kiss
with Janice, who slid her hand between Beverly’s legs. She pulled up the skirt,
allowing Peter a nice view on Beverly’s bare pussy. Beverly also didn’t wear
her bra, so Janice started to fondle her breasts with her one hand, as she
parted Beverly’s labes with the other. She slid her fingers in, rubbing the
swelling labes and clit softly. Peter began to caress Beverly’s legs, moving
his mouth towards her breasts. He took her nipples between his lips, sucking
them and tucking them lightly with his teeth.
“See? I knew you’d come along,” Beverly moaned. Janice stood up and sat down
behind Peter, who continued slowly, but securely. Janice also kicked off her
shoes and then let her pants follow, along with her t-shirt. She was the first
to go naked, but Beverly soon followed, as Peter hepled her to take off her
dress.
“Your turn,” Janice whispered. She helped Peter out of his t-shirt, meanhile
placing kisses all over his back. She licked his ears, as she pressed her
hardening nipples against his back, wrapping her arms around him from behind.
Peter moaned, as Beverly joined in by licking his nipples and stomach. Janice
slowly started to unzip his jeans. Then Beverly took over and pulled the
trousers off his legs.

When he was only sitting in his boxer shorts, Janice, still sitting behind
him, started to caress his breast and stomach, moving her hands down till she
slowly slid one of them inside his shorts. Peter gasped a bit, when she took
hold of his dick, pumping it slowly in her fine, little hand. His rod grew
fast and soon Janice could hardly wrap her fingers around it.
“Wow, he’s a big one,” she said.
“Really?” Beverly replied. “Let’s see.”
She slowly pulled Peter’s boxer shorts down, revealing an indeed large and
thick stick. Peter just smiled. The massage Janice gave to his dick seemed to
be a good one, though she had a bit trouble handling it. Still she kneaded
the flesh up and down, squeezing the head lightly, sometimes rolling his balls
through her fingers.
“That looks tasty,” Beverly smiled. Janice understood and let go of Peter’s
dick, who sighed deeply. Beverly took his rod in her hands, giving it the
same kind of massage Janice did. She started to run her tongue up and down the
shaft, unleashing little moans from Peter. Janice turned Peter’s head a bit
and french kissed him deeply, as Beverly took each of his balls in her mouth
seperately, massaging them with her tongue. After that she licked her way up
his dick again. When she was up, she parted her lips, sliding the tip of the
head in. She pulled it out, just to form her lips over Peter’s dick again,
taking it deeper this time. She repeated the pattern, slowly taking in more
and more.

After a while she paused a bit, jacking Peter’s dick, using her spit for lube.
“Well? Like it?” she said. It was needless to ask. Peter was grinning widely,
obviously at the peak of his joy.
“Don’t you want to join in?” Beverly smilingly asked Janice, who was still
sitting behing Peter, caressing him.
“I have an idea,” Janice replied. She stood up and went out of the room.
Beverly and Peter heard some noises coming from the other room, but didn’t
think about it too long, as Beverly took his cock back between her lips,
taking him deeper still with each instroke.
When Janice returned, she appeared to have brought some plates with ice-cream
on them.
“I just took some popsicles and mashed them,” she said. Beverly didn’t answer.
She just had Peter’s dick in half-way down her throat. Janice walked over to
her, took some ice-cream and started smearing it over Peter’s balls and the
base of his dick.
“What the … ” Peter began, but he silenced as he felt the sensation of two
pair of lips on his dick. Beverly bobbed her head up and down, her lips
tightly around his rod, as Janice began to lick the ice off his balls. The
sensation of cold and hot was overwhelming for Peter. This became even more
intense, as Beverly stopped for a while, letting Janice take over. Janice took
some ice-cream and smeared Peter’s dick in with it. Then she took some in her
mouth and slid her lips over Peter’s dick-head, taking it in slowly. Peter
moaned loudly, as he felt his rod slide through the cold mass into Janice’s
hot throat. Rather than bopping up and down, Janice just swallowed Peter’s
dick in more and more, letting him enter as deep as he could.
“Owwww, you naughty little girl,” Beverly said laughingly. “I know a young
girl like you just LOVES ice-cream. Now you beat me at the game after all.”
Beverly crawled behind Janice, who was kneeling on the floor, and wrapped her
arms around her. She searched for Janice’s hairless pussy and slid her fingers
between her labes. Then she decided to lie down on the floor, letting Janice
straddle her face as she attacked her pussy with fast-moving attacks of her
tongue.

Janice shuddered. Not only from Beverly’s actions, but also because Peter’s
dick started throbbing in her mouth. He pushed it in almost fully, as his
breathing got erratic. Short after that Janice felt a warm stream of sperm
being shot in her throat. She took out his dick, which squirted one last shot
of cum against her lips. Janice licked it off and then let herself slide back
at the caresses of Beverly, who had wetted one finger with Janice’s richly
flowing pussy-juices and shoved it up her arse.

Peter looked at the girls engaging in their horny game. He kissed Janice, who
was leaning forward on the sofa to let Beverly’s tongue and finger enter her
deeper. Peter caressed Janice’s cute, lovely breasts, kissing them. For a few
seconds he just looked at her, while she squirmed under his and Beverly’s
tender caresses. Such a young girl, but already so sensual and ready for
action. He almost couldn’t believe it. Peter felt like he was in a dream.

He slid off the sofa and decided to take care of Beverly’s unattended pussy.
He remembered the sensations of cold and wet he experienced and took some of
the ice-cream from the plate. He smeared it gently between Beverly’s thighs
and then softly licked it off again, closing in on her pussy, which was
already throbbing with anticipation. Then he took some of the ice-cream and
softly smeared it over Beverly’s labes. The reaction was immediate: a shock
went through Beverly’s body, as she let go of a deep “oooahhhhmmmm…”
Obviosuly she couldn’t say more, as Janice was pushing her pussy against her
lips. Peter put some ice-cream on his tongue and shoved it between Beverly’s
swollen labes. He spread her pussy and started to eat it out, causing Beverly
to jerk her hips upward madly.

It didn’t take long before Peter noticed how the excitement of the girls
rubbed off on him as well. His dick was rising fast again. After he had licked
out the last bit of ice-cream out of Beverly’s pussy, he straddled over her
legs, facing Janice’s back, which he began to caress up and down as he let his
dick close in on Beverly’s cunt. Beverly seemed to utter a smothered cry of
joy, when Peter slid his dick between her wet and waiting labes. He wrapped
one arm around Janice, kissing her where he could, while he started to thrust
his dick back and forth. Beverly came within seconds, as Peter also stimulated
her clit with his fingers. His dick slid back and forth in her soaking wet
pussy while he turned Janice’s head for a deep french kiss.

Obviously very aroused, Beverly shoved one more finger in Janice’s arse,
sliding both fingers back and forth forcefully. Peter saw it happen and he
also noticed, how excited Janice reacted to that treatment.
He bent over to her and asked: “Wouldn’t you like something real in there?”
Janice just replied by searching his lips and kissing him deeply. Beverly took
her fingers out of Janice’s arse and said: “Just be careful, Peter. She has
never done this for real before.” Then she gently parted Janice’s cute,
well-formed butt-cheeks. Janice reacted by bending forward over the sofa even
more, sticking her butt backwards, so Peter could clearly see her pink, little
star. He hesitated though, as it all seemed so small to him. This was a
thirteen-year old girl! How could she ever take his dick up her arse?
Janice seemed to read his thoughts as she said: “Don’t worry, Pete. Beverly
just stretched me back there and I know she will take good care of me from the
other side, as I’m sure you will too when you enter me there. Besides, I am
used to a little pain.”
“Okay darling,” Peter replied, as he stopped his slow thrusting in Beverly’s
pussy. He slid his dick out, which was all wet from Beverly’s juices.
“See?” Janice said, as his dick closed in on her arse. “Your dick is already
lubed too….”
The last word ended in a little squeal, as Peter pressed the head of his dick
against her anus and started to force it through.

Janice’s arse opened up slowly. Peter stopped a while with pushing his dick
in, as Janice let go of a deep whining and moaning, which definetely sounded
like cries of pain to him. But Janice urged him to go on. Beverly obviously
did a good job between her legs, mellowing the pain by sucking and licking
Janice’s labes and clit. Peter also caressed Janice’s breats and shoulders,
kissing her in her neck, as he continued to force his rod up her arse.

Finally, after some while, Janice’s butt-hole opened up completely and
swallowed the head of Peter’s dick. Peter moaned loudly, loving the feeling of
Janice’s anal muscles massaging his hot rod. Janice shuddered and whimpered a
bit, which Peter actually began to find quite a turn-on. He pushed his dick
some one or two inches further up her arse.
“Oooohhh, you’re so tight,” he moaned in Janice’s ear. Indeed, he never had
felt such a a grip on his dick before.
“Fill me,” Janice whimpered, “don’t let go. Stretch me, fuck me there,
deeper… please… ”
As she said these words, Peter felt how her arse began to relax and he slid
some two inches further in. This girl was truly opening up to him!

It didn’t take Peter much more effort to push his dick in fully. Unbelievable!
This fragile girl had his huge dick all the way up her arse! He bent backwards
a bit and looked down as if he couldn’t believe it, but he clearly saw his rod
disappear in the tightness between Janice’s butt-cheeks, which had been
stretched enormously. He also saw Beverly’s beautiful body. Beverly was still
treating Janice’s pussy, causing Janice’s arse to squeeze his dick. Peter
slowly pulled his dick back again, which caused a deep sigh with Janice. When
Peter was almost fully out, he forced his dick back in again, much faster
this time. Janice held on tight to the pillows on the sofa and moaned. Peter
began to repeat the pattern, sliding back and forth in long strokes, gradually
increasing speed.

Peter had just slid his dick fully up Janice’s arse again, as Janice came
with a loud, whining scream. Her anal muscles spasmed around Peter’s rod
ecstatically. Through this Peter reached his own orgasm in no-time. He almost
blackened out, as he shot his sperm up Janice’s arse. His dick slid out of
the tight hole, so the last shots of cum landed over Janice’s back and then
over Beverly’s shoulders.

“Oh my…” Peter sighed as he rolled on the floor on his back. As he looked
at the girls, he saw that Janice was licking his cum off Beverly’s shoulders.
Beverly then held Janice tight to her, smearing the cum on her back all over.
“You were a good girl,” Beverly whispered in Janice’s ear. “A good girl. I
knew you could do it.” Janice smiled happily at Beverly and then kissed her.
Beverly blinked at Peter and he could do nothing more but smile back and nod
agreeingly.

“Well, if you want to take a shower, there is one just outside,” Peter said
after a while. The girls didn’t hesitate and decided to wash off the sweat
and cum off eachother’s body. They also washed Peter all over, paying special
attention to his dick, which was a bit greasy from having been all the way up
Janice’s arse.

Peter brought the girls home in his car, receiving deep goodbye-kisses.
“Tomorrow, same time same place?” Peter asked, when the girls stepped out of
the car.
“Who knows?” Beverly answered and she blinked meaningfully. She and Janice
walked up the doorway hand in hand. They sure had a lot of explaining to do to
Janice’s parents, but hey, it sure had been worth it! What was wrong about
forgetting the time while having fun at the beach anyway?

I asked her how she was this fine evening, she looked at me like I just
ruined a perfect thought. I thought to myself “What a stupid thing to
say”. She replied “I don’t know, you tell me”. I was not sure but I
thought I caught a glimmer of a smile.

Being a very cautious, I told her she looked wonderful to me. This
seemed to please her.

In the few minutes we had been talking she seemed to relax. I finally
looked at her whole form.

She was beautiful, her hair was auburn, shoulder length with waves. She
was wearing a pullover top and a short leather skirt. Her skin was
tanned but not dark. Even though I wanted to look at her with lust, her
eyes still were captivating me. She has a way of looking at you that
makes you want to melt.

She started to walk away and I suddenly broke from my trance. “Would
you like to go for a walk” I blurted out. She stopped, turned, shot me
a smile and said “I am already, but you can join me”.

We walked for an hour or so and talked about most everything, her name
was Sara, she was 24, and had just graduated from college. She was at
that awkward time between school and getting a job. She really did not
have a boyfriend but did have a few male friends.

While we talked I felt more and more at ease with her, but there was a
nagging feeling that she was controlling my moves and responses. She
said she was a little insecure about her weight but from what I saw it
was not warranted. I told her so, but my comment seemed to go unnoticed.

We decided that walking was thirsty work and proceeded into a local bar,
typical college town tavern, that was pretty crowded for a warm monday
evening. She ordered a wine cooler for her and asked me, I think, if I
wanted one also. I agreed and the waitress went for our drinks. Minutes
later we were enjoying our refreshment.

She finally asked my name, I told her Dave. She smiled and said it
slowly. I asked her why she said it strange and she changed the subject.
We talked about my life and after another wine cooler I felt VERY
relaxed and pretty turned on. During the conversation we had decided
that both of us liked to watch the door and positioned ourselves as
such. With her sitting next to me I could savor the aroma of her
perfume.

She looked at me and licked her lips, then asked me if I liked to have
fun. I was confused at first and asked what she meant. She said “DO YOU
like to enjoy yourself?”. I said yea, I suppose, why do you ask. “Oh,
just wondering,” she smiled. I thought to myself “This woman is strange,
but in a intriguing way”.

About three hours later we had exchanged phone numbers and agreed to
meet each other here, the next day at 7:00. I asked her if I could walk
her home, she said, ” No, I am a big girl”. With that she walked down
the sidewalk and I wondered if I would see her tomorrow.

The next day came around and I thought about her off and on. I got home
at 5:00 and started to get cleaned up when the phone rang. I answered
and Sara was on the other end. She asked if I was dressed yet and I
said that I was just getting ready. Her voice had a scolding tone to it
when she said I should hurry or I would be late. She told me that she
would pick me up at 6:45 instead of meeting me at the bar. I told her
that I could pick her up instead, she told me that was unacceptable and
not to be late.

At 6:45, exactly, a car pulled up and Sara called out for me to get in.
I saw she was wearing shorts and a tank top. I said hello and she gave
me a smile and her hand lightly brushed my thigh. My cock became
instantly erect. She looked at my lap and then at me and asked what
“that” was for. I looked down in embarrassment and she picked my chin up
and asked me again. I must have been red from ear to ear because she
just laughed and we drove to the bar.

When we entered the bar I noticed that her shorts were very short and
tight. They left little to the imagination and the rest was not hard to
make up. Her body moved very smoothly and I again began to get erect.
We sat down and positioned ourselves like the night before.

I felt her move her hand to the top of my thigh. She started to
stroke me through my jeans. I was sitting back and enjoying the
treatment when the waitress asked for our orders. Sara told her to come
back in a few minutes and then proceeded to unzip my jeans and stroke my
cock with slow, long motions. I was very excited and started to breath
heavy. She looked at me and laughed quietly. The waitress came back
and I thought that my fun would be postponed or stopped. Sara had other
ideas though, she told me to order for both of us. I said, in a shaky
voice, “Two wine coolers”. Sara continued her stroking and told me that
she did not want wine tonight. I was very close to cumming and asked
her what she would like. She said she would have a beer and I would
have water. Since I was in no position to argue I let it stand. She
continued her actions and I felt the tension build, I knew I would be
cumming in front of all these people and no one would know. This gave me
a perverse sense of pleasure. The waitress came back and I thought I
would cum while she was serving our order. Sara suddenly stopped what
she was doing, thanked the waitress and looked at me with a devious
grin. I zipped myself up, with some difficulty.

I looked at her and asked why she stopped. She said “Our order is here
silly, that is what we came here for isn’t it?”. I thought to myself
that I was being tormented with, at first I felt anger but I realized
how much pleasure I had got out of it. As I drank my water I thought
how strange this woman was.

About two hours later we ended up at Sara’s house. She told me to make
myself at home and went into her bedroom. Minutes later she came out in
a robe. We watched television for awhile and I decided to make a move.
I put my hand on her knee and slowly moved it up her thigh, at any
moment I expected to be stopped. I moved my hand to the top of her
panties. Her breathing became more rapid and shallow. I moved my hands
to her breasts and pinched her nipples lightly, she arched her back and
moaned. I moved her back onto the couch and pushed her robe aside. I
licked her neck very lightly and nibbled on her ear. She responded to
my passionate kiss with enthusiasm and sucked my tongue tenderly. I
took my shirt off and she ran her hands along my chest. Sara pulled me
close to her and ran her hands down my back. With a sudden motion she
flipped me on my back and she was now on top. She was a sight to
behold, sitting on top of me with her robe open. Her breasts heaving
with her breathing. Her nipples were erect and the look in her eyes was
pure lust. She look like a wild animal and I was the first meal she had
in years.

Sara ran her nails up and down my chest drawing little patterns in the
hair. She pinched my nipples lightly and I moaned, she seemed to like
this. Then she twisted them hard, the pain made me yelp. Sara smiled
and then laughed. She was in complete control and knew it, so did I.

Sara leaned down on me, the heat and pressure of her body felt
wonderful. She licked my ear and nibbled on it. Her hips were moving
slowly up and down on my jeans. Her pussy was making them wet. She
reached back and unzipped my jeans. She took my cock in her hand and
stroked it. Sara told me to close my eyes and waited til I had obeyed.
I felt her take off the rest of my clothes and and heard her drop her
robe.

I felt her touch my stomach and run her fingers down to my cock, I
wanted so badly to take control and fuck her right there but the
sensations she was generating were beyond anything I had experienced. I
felt her breath on my cock and pushed it upward only to find air. She
used her tongue to lick my inner thighs and stopping short of my
balls. This woman was driving me crazy with lust. She sighed and I
opened my eyes and saw her looking at me, strangely.

Sara moved up and kissed me lightly on the mouth and I returned it with
passion. I ran my hands up and down the middle of her back, she arched
it and I thought I heard her purr. Moving my hands up the inside of her
thighs I placed one hand on her panties. They were very wet and I
awkwardly helped her off with them.

I moved my finger around inside her pussy , clumsily, until she showed
me what she liked. I knew I had done well when she gasped and moaned
loudly. Sara took my cock and we stroked each other in unison, She
stopped just before I came and moved my hand from her pussy.

I looked at her thinking this was a repeat of the bar, I think she knew
what was going on in my mind because she looked at me and smiled. She
took my cock in her hand and helped me deep inside her. The warmth and
sensation was delicious, I had to hold back from cumming inside her.

Sara and I moved in unison, I felt the pressure from my long awaited
orgasm. I tried to hold back but came for what seemed like minutes. I
felt guilty but Sara smiled and leaned back on one arm. She rubbed her
fingers over her hot clit and masturbated herself to orgasm looking at
me all the time. I could feel her pussy contract around my semi-rigid
cock and I smiled.

Sara and I lay in each others arms for hours listening to the rain that
had started while we were making love. She told me that she had to work
in the morning and it was late. I asked if I could stay the night and
she told me that it was too soon for that. Sara is a very hard woman to
get to know but we will see each other again.

We often convince ourselves of something even when it is not true
or accurate. This, in effect, is hypnosis. Each of us has varying
degrees of what is referred to as somnabulism. That is the depth
that we can go. A certain percentage of the population are som-
nambulists, or those able to go very deeply “asleep.” The rest of
us can approach some degree of hypnosis, whether it is through
the use of a hypnotist or by ourselves. Good indicators of our
potential measure of depth are how often we dream, whether or not
we walk in our sleep, talk in our sleep and the frequency with
which we put ourselves in some sort of a trance state when we are
driving and the like. A somnabulist can reach the deepest state
of trance and for them, anything is possible. This is evidenced
by some persons in various religious experiences who can attain
levels of pain reduction greater than that of anesthetics. Some
can walk on hot coals, others sleep on beds of nails and yet
others can reduce, almost stop their heartbeats or breathing. All
of these are examples of hypnosis. The possibilities are ab-
solutely endless.

You can see how effective such a technique might be in increasing
one’s sexual awareness and/or pleasure. Would you like to have
endless desire without fatigue? Wouldn’t it be great to increase
the number and intensity of climaxes? The number of sexual
partners can be endless. You can change the appearance of the one
you are with or create your own partner without the need of
having any real person around. With your mind you can experiment
with any desire or fantasy that you can invent.

If you would care to do a little experimenting on your own, I can
recommend renting one of a couple of video cassettes on the sub-
ject. I found several at Blockbuster Video at the corner of Rts.
7 & 224 in Boardman. I’m sure there are other Blockbusters in
other areas of our community. I found the cassette on Increased
Relaxation to be very indicative of what can be accomplished all
by yourself. The video is a combination of a very relaxing video
of a fireplace and other visual things coupled with the soft
relaxing voice of the narrator who gives direction and suggest-
ions for use during the tape and post-hypnotically. They also
make use of subliminal cuts in the presentation. Weird Huh?

I can also recommend that if the topic interests you, it would be
beneficial to get a few books at the public library on the topic
of hypnosis and autohypnosis. Try not to get anything too techni-
cal so it doesn’t become a bore. Many of the books available give
insight into many of the legitimate uses of hypnosis and indicate
what some of the truisms are so you don’t get scarred off by the
bull that you have heard over the years. Examples would be the
person that never woke up from a trance; the Svengali type who
would force people to do things they didn’t want to do; only dull
or stupid people can be hypnotized; etc. Most of these things are
bull.

Fortunately, my wife is a somnambulist and anything is possible
for her. I don’t share her ability, but I am attempting to train
myself to respond in an enhanced way. Much can be gained by prac-
tice. My wife, although never having the courage or specific in-
terest in a stranger to make it to bed with him, has had two
cocks in her at one time, one in each hand with two other men
licking her erect nipples. She has been fucked by many men and
women in her mind, and to her it is absolutely real and most ex-
citing. Because of our experimentation, I have been so excited
that I can’t put it into words. It has taken my breath away and
sent me in to convulsions of ecstasy. I have also taught her how
to put herself to “sleep” so she may go under and get off at
will. She doesn’t make nearly the use of it that I would, but she
has the ability and likely takes it for granted after these many
years. We can build mystery into any situation. Every day can and
often does become a fantasy.

The one thing that you don’t want to lose sight of, is the fact
that although she enjoys this new dimension, there is no replace-
ment for the real thing. She has indicated to me that she enjoys
these experiences, but she still prefers a real flesh and blood
cock in her hole. She’ll always love and demand lips on her
nipples and a tongue in her quim. These are, I believe, the foun-
dation for her mind to build on. Far be it from me to remove
someone’s foundation.

Cyber Meeting

Finally slipping away from the boisterous crowd an hour later, Melisa
walked over to the far end of the patio behind The Landing. The view was
incredible. It was a clear and cloudless night with a huge, bright full
moon hanging in the sky. Like the largest light bulb ever created, the
moonbeams sparkled off the water of the lake below, bathing the
surrounding forest and patio in a soft white glow. When she reached the
railing, Melisa noticed the shadow of someone off to the side, but she
was too horny to concern herself with one of her husband’s drunk
friends.
Slowly turning around, she tilted her head back, and parted her lips
for a kiss. His hands immediately went to her breasts as he bent down to
kiss her. Melisa felt him groping around at the top of her expensive
dress, almost ripping it, as he tried to get his hands inside. He
finally pushed her dress from her shoulders and pulled it down. His
touch felt like fire when his fingertips finally dipped inside the lace
cups of her bra. Melisa could feel his urgency, his desire, and she was
happy that it matched hers. She heard a slight tear, then a loud rip. In
his lustful state he had torn her bra apart. The round curves and
softness of her large breasts were now totally exposed to the night air.
Melisa didn’t care that he had ripped her bra. She had waited three long
hours for this, and a torn piece of clothing wasn’t going to dampen her
excitement.
He pinched her already hardened nipples while his lips continued to
crush and smother hers in a sloppy kiss. Melisa moaned her hunger into
his open mouth. He dropped his hands and seized the undulating cheeks of
her firm ass. Because he was 6′ 4″ and she was only 5′ 5″, even with 3″
heels on, their embrace didn’t last long. Already Melisa’s neck was
getting sore from leaning back at such an awkward angle. Breaking their
kiss, she pressed her hands against his chest, and stepped back a bit.
Simon’s heart almost stopped beating when his wife reached out to open
his jeans. With lust in her eyes, Melisa quickly undid his pants, and
pushed them and his underwear down to his ankles. Dropping to her knees
in front of him, Simon held his breath as Melisa teasingly licked and
kissed her way slowly up his thighs. He gritted his teeth when her lips
parted, and she encircled the crown of his dick with them. Simon though
his head would explode when his wife’s mouth began to suck and swallow
his now completely hard shaft. Her saliva was making his dick glisten
like the lake below them. In the two years they had known each other,
Melisa had never sucked him off before. Simon was too stunned by the
sight of her luscious, red lips sliding up and down his thick rod to say
anything to her now. While she gently fondled his testicles with her
right hand, his wife reached around and massaged his ass with her other
one. Melisa then began moaning in delight as her mouth proceeded to
steadily increase its loving action. Almost ready to climax, he reached
for the back of her head, but Melisa removed her mouth from his cock and
raised herself up.
“I can’t wait any longer. I want you to fuck me. Right here, right
now!” his wife panted as she lifted her dress up to her waist and spread
her feet apart.
Simon had tried telling her that The Landing wasn’t as fancy as the
places back east, only a local hang out for the loggers and a few
sportsmen who knew of it, but Melisa insisted on dressing up for the
party anyway. In the bright moonlight, the sight of her shapely legs
encased in tan nylons and perched atop a pair of high heels was the most
erotic vision Simon had ever seen. When Melisa’s trimmed, red pussy
hairs came into view, Simon was shocked. He didn’t know she had left the
house without wearing any panties.
With the top of her dress down and the bottom of it raised, Melisa
hoped she looked like a woman begging to be fucked. That’s what she was,
and that’s what she wanted to look like. It had been over a month since
Simon had fucked her last, and Melisa thought she’d die if she didn’t
get fucked now.
With ease, he lifted her 105 pound frame up and kissed her hard on the
mouth. Melisa wrapped her arms and legs around him, kissing him back
with a passion Simon didn’t know she had. When her silky legs surrounded
his mid-section and she locked her ankles together, he cupped the cheeks
of her small ass in the palms of his hands. With one swift and powerful
thrust, his entire cock pierced and buried itself inside her pussy.
Melisa suddenly broke their kiss and cried out. Savoring the way his
cock had enlarged and filled her pussy so completely, his wife held
herself steady for a moment. Every nerve in her body tingling with
excitement, and a barrage of fireworks was going off behind her tightly
closed eyelids. After the initial wave of pleasure passed, Melisa looked
into his eyes and in a throaty whisper said, “It’s been so long!” His
wife then crushed her mouth over his in another wet and passionate kiss.
Simon was shocked that his prim and proper wife from the east coast
could ever act this way.
“Come on, baby, really give it to me. Fuck my brains out! Faster!
Faster!” Melisa hissed as she began to wildly bounced up and down,
impaling herself upon his cock with every once of energy she had.
Simon was starting to feel dizzy, and wasn’t able to stand on his own
two feet any longer. While Melisa continued to fuck him like some sex-
starved nymphomaniac, Simon weakly dropped down to sit on the wooden
bench by the railing.
Melisa cried out again, “Come on, honey, fuck me faster! Please, baby,
faster! I’m almost there. Fuck me, baby! Fuck me!”
Suddenly, Simon became sick to his stomach. Just in time, he leaned
over the patio and heaved his guts out.
After Melisa straightened out her clothes, she kissed him one more
time then went back to rejoin the party. Simon threw up again when the
man who just fucked his wife followed her inside.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” he heard a soft and far away voice say.
The throbbing pain started as soon as Simon opened his eyes. Melisa
leaned forward and gently kissed her husband on the forehead, while her
hand ducked under the covers.
“How could you?” was all Simon said, not even flinching when Melisa’s
cold fingertips touched his crotch.
“Hey, I did everything I could last night to get you to… you know…
make love to me. I’m still horny, Simon.”
The pain in his temples was replaced by a dizziness as blurred images
of the scene he witnessed on the patio at The Landing came back to him.
Melisa’s silky legs were wrapped around another man. Another man’s huge
hands were squeezing her tiny ass cheeks as she furiously leaped up and
down on him. Another man’s tongue was probing her open mouth in an eager
kiss. Simon closed his eyes in torment. Was it all just a bad dream? Did
he only imagine that Melisa had sex with someone else last night? His
wife mistook his confused look as a sign of a hangover.
“Do you want something for your headache, or how about some
breakfast?” Melisa asked as she slipped out of bed and threw her robe
on. “Maybe after you’re feeling better, we could… mess around.”
“Mess around?” Simon said, then mumbled under his breath as she walked
out of their bedroom, “That’s not what I’d call it!”
Melisa was right about one thing though, Simon was experiencing the
worst headache of his life. It had been a long time since he went out
drinking with the guys, and now it was time to pay the piper. His
stomach did a sudden flip-flop, and he made a mad, stumbling dash for
their bathroom.
On his knees in homage, Simon had no offering for the porcelain god.
His belly was empty. All he could do was listen to his gut wrenching
prayers as they echoed around in the rotund bowl, making his head pound
that much more. His stomach began hurting from the violent convulsions
it was going through trying to present anything in praise to the short,
white deity he was kneeling in front of, but it had nothing to give.
Like a rejected beggar, Simon bowed his head and implored the powers to
be for mercy. The icy-cold, ceramic altar was soothing his forehead when
his silent petition was answered. The toilet seat came crashing down on
the back of his neck.
“Oh, honey, are you okay?”
Simon turned toward the compassionate voice he heard, and looked up
through the hallow-like hole above his head.
“My, oh, my! Don’t we look green.” Melisa said and then started
laughing.
“It’s not funny!” Simon groaned, half in anger, half in self pity.
“From where I’m standing, you look funny. Here,” Melisa said as she
grabbed her husband’s arm and helped him to his feet, “get back to bed.
You’ll need to sleep this one off.”
After making him take some asprin with a full glass of orange juice,
Melisa tucked her husband into bed like a little boy.

“JESUS H. CHRIST! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED!” came the shout that woke
him up.
“Leave me alone!” Simon grumbled, not bothering to open his eyes to
see who was there.
“Hey, Mel, you got any coffee made?” Simon’s best friend Bob, yelled
out.
“It should be ready in a few minutes.”
“Come on, those muskies are practically dying to jump in the boat,
LETS GO!”
All Bob got was another tortured grunt.
“Did Simple Simon have too much to drink last night? Does his little
head hurt?” Bob teased.
“ASSHOLE!”
“PUSSY!”
“Double asshole!”
“Weekend Weed Whacker!”
Simon opened his eyes at his friend’s last jab. He remembered it was a
derogatory nickname the locals called all the city people.
“What the hell are you doing here? It’s not even…” then Simon
remembered they were suppose to go fishing this morning.
“Damn, what did those people on the east coast do to you?” Bob said,
then quickly yanked the covers off of Simon.
“Hey, Melisa, Simon’s got one of them retractable fishing rods and the
line’s all tangled up! You better get in here and help this poor boy,
cause I sure as hell ain’t!”
“OKAY, I’m up already! Now get the hell out of here while I get
dressed!”
“Never mind. False alarm.” Bob shouted.
In the kitchen, Melisa sarcastically stated, “Another one!”

“I need to ask you something, Bob.”
“No, we’re not going in! I don’t care how many times you throw up, or
how green you get. I’m always out here until I get my quota, so don’t
ask again.”
“It has nothing to do with that.” Simon said.
“What is it then?”
When his friend didn’t answer, Bob turned his head around. Simon
seemed to be looking at something in the distance, so Bob followed his
line of sight, and tried to figure out what it was. Seeing nothing out
of the ordinary, he asked again, “Well, you going to tell me what’s on
your mind?”
Confused, hurt, angry and still hung over, Simon said, “Never mind.”

Melisa was so startled to hear the knocking at the front door that she
almost dropped the box of crystal she was carrying into the dinning
room. Setting it on the table, she yelled out, “I’ll be right there!” A
man wearing only a T-shirt and jeans, his back turned to the door, was
standing on their porch. Boy!, she thought, They sure grow them big up
here! Melisa suddenly realized she was still only dressed in her short
robe. She jumped when the man began knocking again. Opening the door up
enough to stick her head out, the half-naked housewife asked, “What can
I do for you?”
“Hi there! My name’s Jack. Sorry to bother you, but can I use your
phone? My truck got a flat and I need to call somebody out here. It’s
just down the road a bit.” he said with a smile.
“Don’t you have a spare?” Melisa asked, afraid to let a stranger in
the house, especially the way she was dressed.
“Don’t I wish! Listen, I haul logs for the mill, so it’s not my rig,
but if I’m not back by a certain time, I’ll be in deep shit. Look, I
just need to let them know I got a flat, then I’ll go back out there and
wait for them to send somebody to fix it.”
“Where are my manners? I’m sorry. Come in, the phone is in the living
room.” Melisa said as she opened the door all the way.
Jack stepped in and followed her as she walked past him after closing
the door. Tom was right. Not only was the redhead beautiful, but she had
a fantastic body! She was a little small for his taste, but if
everything else Tom said was true, he could overlook that. When Melisa
turned around to face him and point at the phone on a table by the wall,
Jack had to swallow his heart. The red haired beauty before him had the
biggest pair of tits he’d ever seen on a woman her size.
While Jack was on the phone, Melisa knew she should have gotten
dressed. Every time she turned around the man’s eyes were on her. It was
like he didn’t care if anyone was on the other end of the line. Her
cheeks turned red and her pulse quickened when she saw his gaze fix upon
her breasts. Pulling her robe together to hide herself from his stare
only seemed to make Jack’s eyes grow larger. Looking down, she noticed
the thin material of her short, white satin robe was stretched tightly
across chest, making her erect nipples even more visible. Completely
embarrassed for getting excited just from having a man look at her,
Melisa ran into the kitchen.
“I’ve got to hand it to you, Tom, you were right.” Jack said when the
woman disappeared. “She sure is something else! How long have I got?”
“Well, it’s only nine and she’s probably sober by now, so be here when
everybody gets back from lunch.” his boss said.
“Thanks! See you at one.” Jack replied as he hung up the phone.
Now all he had to do was figure out a way of getting the redhead to
let him stay in the house while a fictitious emergency truck repaired
his fictitious flat tire.
“Say, lady!” he called out, “Can I use your bathroom?”
“It’s the first door on the left, down the hallway.”
When she heard the man close the bathroom door, Melisa raced from the
kitchen and into her bedroom. She hurriedly straightened up the bed,
threw the clothes she wore last night into the closet and took her robe
off. After wiggling into a tight pair of pink bikini panties, she
searched for a matching bra in her dresser drawer. From the corner of
her eye, Melisa saw something move, and bolted upright in surprise.
Less than two feet away, Jack was standing in the open doorway to the
adjoining bathroom. He didn’t say anything, didn’t even apologize for
sneaking up on her, but then he didn’t have to. The way he was looking
at Melisa said it all. Before, when he was on the phone, his looks were
appreciative, even complimentary. Now, there was something else in his
eyes, and Melisa started to tremble. Jack was awed by the near flawless
set of tits the young redhead had. And her nipples! My God, they were
the most perfectly shaped little nubs he had ever laid eyes on!
The two of them just stood there, both with their mouth open and both
wanting something different. Neither knew what the other’s next move was
going to be, so they both were afraid to move. Wearing only a flimsy
pair of panties, Melisa felt vulnerable and helpless. On the other hand,
Jack couldn’t remember the last time he was this sexually aroused. It
was certain they couldn’t just let the tension keep building up between
them, one of them had to do something, but which one was going to make
the first move?
Last night, Melisa had too much to drink, and just got carried away.
That’s all it was. Yet, like last night, she could feel her pussy
beginning to moisten, and she became embarrassed again. The young wife
looked down, to keep the man from seeing the way she was blushing. Her
heart skipped several beats, and she stopped breathing. The man’s cock
was sticking out of his open jeans, coming to life, bouncing slightly as
it grew larger and stiffer. Her nipples hardened all the more at the
sight, and Melisa became ashamed from the way she was reacting.
Tentatively, Jack raised his right hand. Melisa flinched at his sudden
movement, but stood her ground. Slowly he reached out to her. The sigh
the redhead made after his hand covered and gently squeezed her left
breast told Jack all he needed to know. He reached out with his other
hand and began slowly squeezing both her tits. Melisa legs wobbled, and
another sigh escaped from her still open and suddenly dry mouth. Jack
released her breasts, and his hands slid to her rib cage. Melisa clamped
her eyes shut and bit her lower lip as she raised her head. Her mouth
opened with a soft and pleading moan as his hands surrounded her slim
waist. She felt his fingers at her hips, hooking themselves inside the
only piece of clothing she had on. Like a hot knife through butter, Jack
ripped her panties on both sides.
Melisa’s only response was to look up, not in surprise, but in
anticipation of his next move. Jack noticed the change in her and
reached down. Melisa’s legs parted, and he lazily pulled the torn and
useless panties from between her quivering thighs. At that moment, they
both knew she was his. Melisa, almost in a trance, walked over to the
bed. She couldn’t believe that she was again going to fuck a man she
didn’t even know!

“That makes twelve, six each, right?”
“Yeah, yeah, I know. Jesus, Simon, you really look like shit! How
about we get you a little hair of the dog that bit you?”
“I just want to go back to bed.” Simon said as he put his fishing gear
away.
“By the way, don’t forget you and Mel are suppose to come over tonight
for dinner. Sue’s been dying to meet your wife.” Bob said.
“I meant to ask you about that. How come nobody else brought their
wife or girlfriend last night?”
“I’m not suppose to tell you this, but all the girls are planning a
big surprise dinner for you two day after tomorrow. Tell Mel to be
prepared, too. Some of them are pissed at her for catching you. I’m
pretty sure she’ll even hear some catty remarks from Sue tonight.”
“Look, Bob, I only dated Sue once, then stepped aside when you told me
how you felt about her.”
“Shit, I’m not accusing you of anything. I wouldn’t mind being in your
shoes, though. A lot of the other guys feel the same way. We’re just
jealous. Hell, you were the star jock at school, had your pick of any
girl you wanted, got a nice scholarship, married a gal who’s not only
the sexiest creature on earth, but comes from a rich family to boot! You
guys are the envy of the whole town, so you better get use to it. The
same goes for the rest of us. Yeah, I’m a little jealous, too, but I am
what I am. Just do me a favor, will you?”
“What’s that?” Simon asked his friend.
“Don’t let it go to your head. As far as I can tell, all your success
hasn’t changed you. Try to keep that way.”

Simon waved from the dock as Bob pulled his boat away. The fresh air
had done him some good. At least he wasn’t sick anymore, and maybe only
a short nap would get rid of his headache.
As he walked up the hill to the lake front cottage they recently
bought, Simon thought of asking Melisa about last night. He then decided
it was best to get rid of his headache first. Besides, he still wasn’t
sure if he had really seen Melisa with another man, or if he had dreamed
it all. Thankful that his wife wasn’t around when he opened the door, he
tossed his fish into the kitchen sink, and headed off to bed.
Simon might as well have been shot with a gun when he opened his
bedroom door. In a way, he was. This was no dream. This was real! His
wife WAS with another man!
Melisa was kneeling over his prone body. Her hands were clutching at
his dick and balls, while her lips were sliding up and down his cock.
Simon could see the obscene lump in her cheeks expand and move as a
stranger’s dick poked around inside his wife’s sucking mouth. Simon
could see Melisa’s tiny hands stroking the thick shaft of the huge cock
protruding from her lips. Simon couldn’t see who the man was though. His
head was trapped between Melisa’s thighs, hiding him from view, as she
lewdly smeared her pussy back and forth in a fucking rhythm on his face.
The wet slurping sounds of their tongues and mouths on each others
genitals made Simon sick to his stomach again. Their grunting, groaning
and moaning made his head pound more painfully. The brokenhearted Simon
wanted to die on the spot!
Melisa shamelessly made love to the man’s cock with her mouth and
tongue as her fingers played with his hairy scrotum below her chin. Her
dainty hands then firmly grasped the base of his cock, and with ever
increasing speed, she began stroking his dick with both hands while her
head bobbed up and down. Melisa twisted her face in a corkscrew motion
and her hands continued to fly rapidly over the man’s shaft until he
finally ejaculated. She suddenly gagged when his cock briefly forced its
way into her throat. She then moaned loudly in orgasm as vast amounts of
thick gooey cum poured from her lips and began running down the dick she
was still wantonly sucking.
Simon didn’t see or hear any of this. He had rushed outside, racing
aimlessly up their driveway and then down the road. With tear stained
eyes, he looked up when he heard a car coming from behind.
“Well, hello there stranger! Long time no see. Hop in, I’ll give you a
ride.” a cheerful woman’s voice said.
Like a zombie, Simon walked around to the other side of the car and
got in.

Letting the hot water of the shower pelt her still tingling body,
Melisa shook her head. She felt guilty for cheating on her husband a
second time, but she also felt marvelously satisfied and very relaxed,
something she hadn’t felt in a long time. Melisa really did love Simon,
and knew that what she did was wrong, but she just couldn’t help
herself.
Two years ago, before she ever met her husband, Melisa’s sex life was
phenomenal. She was one of the most sought after girls on campus, and
with good reason. Melisa thought college was nothing but a four year
orgy and very seldom turned down a chance to have sex. She had no qualms
about letting any of her dates get into her panties. The guy had to be a
real geek if he couldn’t get between her legs, and even then, Melisa
would at least give him head. As far as she was concerned, the only
thing in life that could come close to having a stiff cock was shopping.
Melisa knew everybody thought she was a slut, but it didn’t matter
because no one would dare say it to her face. Her family’s status in the
community prevented that. It was also the reason for her wild behavior.
The strict rules and conduct she had to abide by at home didn’t apply
when she wasn’t there. Her father’s dated codes of what a lady should
act like always collided her unbridled spirit. And after high school,
she became even more rebellious toward him.
All of this seemed to change when she started seeing Simon. It was as
though her popularity had dropped to zero. All the guys stopped asking
her out, and wouldn’t even flirt with her anymore. At 6′ 5″ and the
middle linebacker for the football team all four years he was there,
Simon was an imposing figure that nobody wanted to mess with, but Melisa
didn’t take this into account. She thought men didn’t find her
attractive anymore. In a way, this was all right, because she fell in
love with Simon, and didn’t want her past indiscretions to ruin their
relationship.
But, within six months after they got married, Melisa began to feel
unwanted and repressed again. Even though she always wore the sexiest
clothes she could lay her hands on, Simon didn’t seem to want her.
Before they moved, her confidence plummeted to an all time low because
he hadn’t fucked her in over a month. She couldn’t understand why Simon
didn’t want to fuck as much as she did. Melisa just couldn’t go that
long without sex, and didn’t know how her husband could.
Sure, she enjoyed fucking the guy last night and the one this morning,
it helped take the edge off her sexual appetite. But she really didn’t
want to fuck them, she wanted Simon to fuck her. “Well, if my own
husband won’t screw me, at least I know other men still want to.” she
said aloud when she stepped out of the shower. As degrading a thought as
this was, Melisa decided it wasn’t her fault. She also made up her mind
that she’d fuck someone else again if Simon didn’t start paying more
attention to her.

It was only eleven o’clock in the morning and already Simon was well
on his way to getting bombed. He picked up the tenth shot glass from the
neatly lined row of twelve, and gulped the fiery liquid down in a single
swallow. Janice was still sitting across from him, talking up a storm
about something or other. He didn’t know what she was saying, or did he
really care. She had been yakking away ever since she picked him up on
the side of the road. He looked at her through the empty thick shot
glass. All he could see were two distorted red lines, opening and
closing.
“You still suck cock?” he blurted out.
Totally stunned, Janice sat there with her mouth hanging open as Simon
continued his one sided conversation.
“I didn’t think my wife did, but she does. She’s a pretty good at it
too, opens her mouth up real wide and plays with your balls. You play
with the balls when you suck a guy’s cock?”
When the bartender looked their way because Simon wasn’t being so
quiet anymore, Janice leaned forward and said, “Why don’t I take you
home now, Sy. I think you’ve had enough.”
“Is she with him?” he mumbled.
“What?”
“Is she still with him?”
“Simon, you’re not making any sense. What are you talking about?”
Janice asked, not really understanding him.
Leaning over the table the way Janice was, Simon got to within inches
of her face and said, “My wife and some other guy are playing hide the
salami in our own fucking house!”
“I don’t believe it! You’re just imagining things. Why, from what I’ve
heard, your wife sounds like a real nice girl.”
“I saw it with my own eyes! Melisa was sucking this guy’s cock and
rubbing her pussy all over his face, right there in the middle of our
own fucking bed!”
“Listen, Simon, why would any girl in her right mind want to run
around on you? Besides, name one guy in this neck of the woods who would
even dare think of doing something like that with your wife. Hell, you
only moved back a couple of weeks ago. Nobody’s even met her yet!”
Janice truly believed what she was telling her former boyfriend,
because that was how she felt. Six years ago, they were the hottest item
in town. Janice had dreams of marrying Simon one day and living happily
ever after, but then things changed. When he received a full scholarship
to a university on the east coast, she was happy for him, but also sad
because her plans for getting him to ask for her hand in marriage were
put on hold. The day Simon left for college, Janice thought her life
ended. She would have waited until Hell froze over, if he asked her to,
but never Simon did. Janice was completely shattered, and blamed herself
for letting him get away. Even though she had married someone else since
then, she still loved, and often dreamed of Simon. Janice doubted that
Melisa was cheating on him, but maybe, just maybe, this was the second
chance she’d been hoping and praying for.
Simon, for the first time since she picked him up, really looked at
Janice. Her soft chestnut hair was longer than it use to be, and her
face was thinner, but Janice was still very attractive. She still has
that look, Simon thought. Janice’s deep brown eyes were what attracted
him to her in the first place. When they were alone in the past, which
was often, she would give him a look that was adoring, while at the same
time very sultry. She was giving him that look now, and the old feelings
for her were starting to come back. Simon reached out to hold Janice’s
hand, but she jerked it back quickly.
“Let me get you home.” she said as she gathered up her things.
“I told you, I don’t want to go home.”
“Well, I can’t stay here all day, Sy. I’ve got shopping to do and a
house to clean. I really have to go.”
Feeling sorry for himself again, Simon leaned back in his chair and
said, “I’ll be fine, why don’t you take off.”
Driving away and leaving Simon at Don’s tavern, Janice began thinking.
If his wife was really cheating on him, she could get Simon back. She
had heard the rumors about her own husband’s infidelities and figured
that all she had to do was wait around and catch him in the act, then
file for a divorce. Janice suddenly pounded on the steering wheel when
she realized exactly what she was thinking about. “Damn it, Simon!”, she
yelled, “Why did you have to come back?” and then she started crying.

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! “Wow,” Jake enthused, “you’re a natural, don’t you
think she’s a natural, Kiki,” 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
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, “Okay, honey, you’re doing
just great, let’s unbutton the blouse and show a little cleavage, Kiki, get in their and help her please!!!” Angela, looking a little confused, just stood there and let Kiki open the front of her blouse
and expose her large breasts which were encased in a pretty white lace bra! “Oh, man,” Jake said, “your hubby is one lucky guy, I’d love to see his face when he sees your photos!!!” Angela laughed a nervous
laugh, but settled into serious posing as soon as Jake’s camera began clicking away! “Great,” Jake said, “turn to the left a little, good girl, show me that kittenish look, oh yeah, dip your shoulder
a little, bend over just a tad, okay that’s good!!!” “Let’s get a little more daring,” Jake said a matter of factly, “okay, Kiki, unhook her bra and let it slip down a little, but don’t take it all the
way off, I want her breasts to kinda hang out just above it, like they’re spilling out!!!” Again Kiki offered some wine to Angela, and while she was drinking it down, Kiki unhooked the 36DD bra and let
it slip from Angela’s breasts!!!

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
of the most fantastic chests he had ever seen!!! “Wow, baby, when I said your husband was a lucky man, I misspoke,” Jake said smoothly, “he hit the lottery, you are incredible!!!” Even from twenty feet
away Jake could see the red rising in Angela’s embarrassed face! “Hey, baby, don’t be embarrassed,” he went on, “if you got I flaunt it I always say, and let me tellya, you’ve got it!!!” After a few more
minutes, Jake announced, “I’m out of film again, Kiki, take her into the dressing room and give her the works, and I’ll get the LeicaFlex set up!!!”

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, “Since you’re a blonde, let’s try black for contrast,
how does that sound!?!” 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. “I think we have a winner,” Kiki said,
“what do you think?!?” Angela looked in the mirror, tried to imagine what she would look like and said, “Yeah, I think they look great!!!” “Good,” Kiki replied, “now get out of your things so we can get
these on you!!!” When Angela was naked, Kiki looked her over and said, “You really do have a beautiful body, “I think Dave is going to love these!!!” The bra was cut so that almost the entire breast was
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
them!!! When she was all “dressed”, Angela looked in the mirror and had to admit she looked pretty good, she had only one question, “Do you think that crotchless is too crude!?!” “Are you kidding, dear,”
Kiki retorted, “it sets off the whole ensemble!!!” Angela giggled, the wine had taken its effect, and replied, “They do look wicked don’t they!?!” Kiki gave her a hug and replied, “Wicked isn’t the word
for it, now there’s just one more thing!” “What’s that,” asked Angela in a slightly slurred voice?!? “This,” said Kiki, as she held up a two inch long thin plastic cylinder! “What is it,” a curious Angela
asked?!? Not answering, Kiki led Angela by the arm over to a chair, pushed her down onto the seat, and ordered, “Okay, Angela, spread your legs please!!!” A slightly confused Angela began to ask why,
but Kiki just cut her off and in an intimidating voice said, “I’m the expert here, do it!!!” A very timid Angela, then replied softly, “Okay,” and the proceeded to move her legs wide apart! Taking her
left hand, Kiki spread Angela’s vagina apart and with a quick motion, inserted the plastic tube into Angela’s cunt!!! “Now, a little bit intimidated, Angela asked weakly, “What’s that for?!?” “It will
get you in the mood to pose,” Kiki responded, “now let’s go, Jake’s waiting!!!”

“All set,” Jake asked, while looking all the time at Kiki, who simply nodded “yes”!?! “Good,” Jake replied enthusiastically, “let’s get started!!! Hanging from the ceiling amid all the lighting equipment,
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
deal slower, but which produced much clearer pictures! “Okay, honey,” Jake said, “lift your chest up and out, good, very good!!!” Directing Angela was easy, and in no time at all Jake had taken fifty
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
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!!! “W-w-what’s happening,” she stammered,
while trying not to lose her balance!?! “It’s just to get you into a more relaxed posing mood,” Jake replied smoothly, “don’t even think about it!!!” On very wobbly legs, Angela went through a series
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!!! “Are you okay,
babe,” Jake asked seriously!?!? “Y-y-yes,” Angela stammered, “I-I-I’m just f-fine!!!” Jake looked over Kiki, smiled a knowing smile and asked, “Angela, you look sexually aroused, are you sure you’re okay!?!”
This time Angela didn’t or couldn’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, “Okay,
Kiki, help her out!!!” 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
unable to figure out exactly what was going on around her! Kiki stroked Angela’s big tits and quietly told her, “You need to cum so badly, use this on your vagina and everything will be okay, just listen
to Jake and do as he says, all right!?!” Sweat had broken out on Angela’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
ten inch thick black dildo to use on her now desperate pussy!!! “Okay, honey,” Jake ordered firmly, “fuck that sweet little pussy for your hubby, show him what a hot little cunt your have!!!” The combination
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
to her ears, and much to Jake’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
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
he ordered, “Now, baby, let it all out when you come for your hubby, let me hear you scream!!!” He really hadn’t had to give that last command, for at that very moment, the pretty young housewife was
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!!!

After it was over, Kiki went to the shaking model and helped her back to the dressing room and said, “You were fabulous, your hubby is gonna go wild when he sees them!!!” Angela was so spent she could
hardly speak, but she managed to nod her head and begin undressing! “Oh, by the way,” Kiki said, “you should probably take a shower, it’s right through there!!!” Angela stood under the hot needle jets
of water and pondered exactly what she had just been through! While running her soapy hands all over her body, she didn’t even notice the one loose tile in the corner of the ceiling that partially hid
another video camera…..

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 relocate, and had nothing tying him down. He did not even

have a girlfriend. With all the studying he had to do for engineering

he never had time to date which meant he also had never gotten laid. He

had not even made out with any girls in a long time. The girls where

certainly interested enough in him but he just did not have the time for

them. As the semester was coming to a close the pressures were

lightening up on him and he was beginning to take more notice of the

girls on campus. He would notice girls in class in shorts or short

skirts and fantasize about them in bed at night while jerking off.

Since he had no experience he did not know how to talk to the girls to

get a date.

He was waiting for his interview with some dinky little company he

had never heard of. The wait outside the interview office always made

him nervous and uncomfortable. Finally the door opened and the

interviewer came out to greet him. He was a little surprised. Untill

now all his interviewers had been stuffy old men and women in bland navy

blue suits and no realy distinguishing features. This interviewer was a

little different. She was in her mid to late forties but looked pretty

hot for her age and Chuck had been fantasizing about doing it with an

older lady lately. She had on thin white blouse, a blue mini skirt,

white ankle length tights and blue pumps. She had beutiful long red

hair, fair skin and Chuck could see a considerable amount of soft brown

freckles down her neckline towards her chest inside her blouse.

“This is not what I was expecting, I don’t think a massive hard on

would be a good first impression here!” Chuck thought. The interviewer

introduced herself and told Chuck to come in and have a seat. The

interviewer sat across the desk from him and Chuck figured he was saved

as he could not see most of here body because of the desk. The

interview started off ok but things started getting tougher for Chuck.

not only were the questiones getting more difficult and more personal but

the interviewer leaned back in her chair, kicked her shoes off and put

one leg up on the desk. “Oh great, now she’s flashing her legs at me…

I’ll jusy count the wrinkles on her face, that will save me…. Hmmmm no

wrinkles, I’ll count freckles.”

As his freckle counting moved on down her neck the interviewer

reached up and scratched her shoulder causing her blouse to shift just

enough for Chcuk to get a clear view straight down the cleveage between

two rather large tits. Chuck was starting to sweat and looked away

quickly. As his gaze returned to the interviewer to answer the next

question he saw that her skirt had ridden up and he was getting a

perfect crotch shot right between her legs and to make matters worse

there was a wet spot on her white tights right between her legs.

Chuck froze, words failed him. The interviewr looked at him for a

minute then realized his attention was on something else. She looked

down and saw that his eyes were pinned on the wet spot in her crotch.

She looked at him for a second and as thoughts slipped through her mind

the wet spot began to grow. It turned her on tremendously to realize

that this young college kid was getting hot over her. She looked at

Chuck and pretended not to notice what he was staring at. Instead she

said to him “It’s awful hot in here and we have much more to discuss,

why don’t you take off your jacket and tie and make yourself more

comfortable. Chuck complied and she watched with pleasure as he removed

his jacket and his tie. As he turned around to place his jacket on his

chair she took a good look at his ass and she liked what she saw. As

Chuck sat down he noticed that the wet spot had gotten a lot wetter and

a lot larger. He licked his lips in nervousness. At that point the

interviewer decided what she would do. She had never even considered

such a thing before but she was going to seduce this boy right here in

this office.

She spread her legs as much as she could and then said “Do you like

what you see?” Chuck looked up and thought “oh shit, the jigs up, this

job is history.” “Maybe I can make this easier for you.” she said as

she stood up. She walked around the desk till she was right in front of

him. She reached up under skirt, grabbed her tights and pulled them

down and off. She sat on the edge of the desk and pulled her skirt up

to her waist spreading her legs. Chuck looked down at the first bare

pussy he had ever seen. He had never even bought a dirty magazine in

his life. She took his hand and placed it on her mound. He could not

believe this was happening but he could not resist it either. He bagan

probing his finger around her hairy red pussy till he found her opening.

He slid his finger all the way in her wet hole and slid it in and out a

few times. “would you like to eat me?” she asked. “well, um, I uh, I

mean I never, um…” he tried to respond. “you mean you’ve never eaten

a girl before?” she asked. he looked at her a little embarassed for a

second and she realized “you’ve never done it at all have you?” she

asked. “Well, no” he said. “well I will just have to teach you she

answered.

She pressed his head gently down till his mouth was on her pussy.

He kissed it once, then licked it. It was a little musky but the taste

was better than he expected. He bagan probing deeper and deeper with

his tongue until he tasted her jiuces dripping into his mouth. She

moaned and wiggled on the desk for a while holding his head against her

crotch.

After a few minutes she stood back up, dropped her skirt, removed

her shirt and bra and stood before him totaly naked. Chuck took in the

view for a minute and then she pressed her tits to his face. He grabbed

hold of them and felt them and started licking and sucking the nipples.

She reached down and unbuttoned his shirt. She tugged it off of him and

then pulled him up standing. She undid his pants and pulled his pants

and underpants down and off in one quick motion. His shoes popped off

with the tugg of the pants and she pulled the socks off. Now they were

both naked. She pushed him down in the chair and then realized that it

would be a good idea to lock the door. She reached over him and locked

it. Then she knealt down in front of him. “Now it’s your turn” she

said with a smile.

She took his dick in her hand, stuck her tongue out and swirled her

tongue all around the tip of his dick. Then she ran her tongue up and

down his shaft. She saw a drop of precum on his tip and she touched her

Tongue to it licking it up. She opened her mouth and slid his dick all

the way. She began sucking, sliding his dick in and out of her mouth

letting him fuck her throat. She took his whole dick as deep as it

would go. It did not take long before Chuck starting squirting the

largest load she had ever tasted in her mouth. She pulled his dick part

way our so that she capture all his come on her tongue and savor every

drop. He filled her mouth with his hot white cream. She looked up at

him, opened her mouth showing him all his cum in her mouth. Then she

swirled her tongue around her mouth swishing the cum around and

swallowed it all.

She climbed up on the chair and stradled Chuck. She grabbed his

long pole and guided it into her pussy. She got the tip just inside her

and held it for a second and then dropped herslef down on it in one

quick motion. Chuck moaned in ecstasy. She started sliding up and down

his pole and loved every millimeter of it sliding in and out of her. It

was average length but much thicker than other dicks she had had inside

her. She bounced in his lap and fucked him madly. She clenched her

pussy muscles and squeezed his dick as hard as she could. After a few

minutes she could feel him squriting deep inside her. She had never

felt anyone squirt so hard in her before. The heat and the squirt made

her cum as well. She had a tremendous orgasm and her juices started

dripping down Chucks pole and onto the chair. Chuck had blown his load

but she did not let him stop there. She kept bouncing up and down

riding his pole. Chuck thought his dick was going to explode she was

fucking him so hard. She would not even give him a moment to rest.

After a minute she had him cuming in her again. He was squirting even

harder than before and this made her cum even harder than before. She

never new it was possible but she came so hard her juices started

squirting out of her all over Chuck and all over the chair. She stopped

and just held his dick in her. They hugged each other and relaxed for a

minute. She sat there and felt his dick as it slowly softened and

shrunk. She did not let go of it till it went totaly limp and slipped out

of her.

She stood up kissed Chuck long and deeply and said “I would like to

make you an offer, you are definately the type of man I want working

under me!” They got dressed and Chuck left the room with an offer in

hand. Not only was he getting a decent job he was gonna get to ball the

boss every day as well. Sounded good to him.

She decided she better switch the wet chair with another one before

her next interviewee arrived. After a few minutes there was a knock on

the door. She opened the door and greeted Susan, the next candidate for

the job. Susan came in, had a seat, sniffed the air and said

questioningly “It smells like fish in here?” The interviewer smiled and

just said “So tell me Susan? how do you feel about older women?”

The End

–

Kristin apparently has also of late been thinking a lot about Dianne.
The signs are obvious — daily phone calls, visits to her apartment, her name
being brought up in our conversation, etc. Last week, Dianne and Kristin went
backpacking by themselves to the local wilderness area while I kept our two
kids at home (it is important for my wife, a financial planner, to get away
from the daily grind and enjoy her friends apart from me)….

Last Friday, Dianne called me up and wanted me to meet her for lunch at
our favorite restaurant. After a light lunch with some equally light but
strangely forced conversation, Dianne looked into my eyes with a look that
I’ve never seen before, a look of fear combined with a look of desire, and
asked, “Mark, it is difficult for me to say this, but I have fallen in love
with both you and Kristin.”

I didn’t know how to respond to this. On the one hand, my sexual desire
for her was burning bright, and I got excited about what was soon to
transpire, yet her simultaneous love for my wife confused, scared, and
intrigued me. What could I say? I looked at her for a moment, and without
thinking I said, “Does Kristin know your feelings for her? As far as I know,
Kristin is straight, and has never in our relationship stated anything to the
contrary. All I know is that my desire for you is very strong, and that I
have wanted for several weeks to make love to you.”

“I know about your feelings for me,” Dianne replied, “I could see it in
your actions, in your words, and in your eyes. And my feelings for you are
just as strong. Kristin knows about my love for her and for you, and she is
in love with me as she is in love with you. It was during our backpacking
trip that we expressed our love for one another.”

I didn’t know what to think, I was really confused by my feelings. “But
why are you telling me this? What do you want from me if you and Kristin are
lovers?” I asked.

Dianne replied, “Kristin wanted me to tell you these things if I felt
from our conversation that it would not damage your marriage relationship –
she wants me to tell you that she still loves you deeply. She has known for
awhile that you were infatuated with me. You know, women can see these
things. I desire you so much and I want to make love to you. Let’s go back
to my apartment and there we can enjoy one another and talk more about this
crazy situation.”

Making love to Dianne that afternoon was heavenly. Her body, though
short, was well proportioned, more like a 21 year old rather than her real age
of 35. Her breasts were not large, and not small, but were of the right size,
firm and did not sag one bit — taking her brassiere off, which was a low-cut
front snap design, was an experience I’ll never forget. When I cupped her
breasts in my smallish hands, I wished that I could become her brassiere so I
could cup her breasts all day. And Dianne was sexually free, boy, was she
free. She was even more open about her sexuality than Kristin, and Kristin
has always been a tiger in bed.

What was even more surprising to me was that my sexual excitement was
greatest whenever I fantasized my wife Kristin making love to Dianne while I
was watching. In these fantasies, Kristin and Dianne totally shared their
bodies — there was no inhibition of any kind. The number 69 appeared often
in my mind. And I imagined my throbbing, erect penis being inside Dianne’s
vagina from the rear, while Kristin, my beautiful wife, was in front massaging
Dianne’s clitoris and sucking on her breasts, and that Dianne was massaging
Kristin’s swollen clitoris. And I imagined that we all came to orgasm at the
same time this way. What a fantasy!

After one hour of sheer erotic sex (I have never made love to a woman
who could have several strong orgasms in a row like Dianne could), we lay
together exhausted. I asked Dianne, “When did you and Kristin first make
love?”

She said, “During our backpacking trip. It was cold, and we were close
to each other in our sleeping bags. And we just talked, and slowly we got
closer, more intimate, touched each other more, and finally we were making
love. Kristin said to me afterwards that that was the first time she ever had
sex with a woman. She never consciously realized before that she was
bisexual, although she said that she recalled having strong feelings for other
women before. Her greatest fear was that you would reject her for being
bisexual and for making love to me.”

I said, “If she made love to a man, I would have been jealous and a
little angry — I’m sounding a little hypocritical here — but the thought of
her making love to another woman, especially you, excites me, and I don’t know
why. Maybe most men would be turned off and very angry if they were faced
with this situation, but I’m not. I really would like to watch you and
Kristin make love and I want to share in your lovemaking, for I want Kristin
to be happy and I know that you and I can sexually fulfill her in ways that I
cannot alone.” Dianne smiled, hugged me, gave me a dreamy kiss, and said, “I
would like that. I love you. And tell Kristin when you see her that I love
her, too.”

When I came home in the evening, it was, suffice to say, a very unusual
conversation. I told Kristin that I was with Dianne that afternoon, that we
made love, that I knew about Kristin’s love affair with Dianne, that I am not
angry or jealous, that I loved both of you, and that I would like all three of
us to make love to one another. Kristin was quite taken aback by what I said,
but she quickly recovered with a look of anticipation and desire that I have
never seen in her before. Kristin then said, “Let’s send the kids to my
mother’s for the weekend, I’ll think of a good excuse, and invite Dianne to
stay with us.” I agreed to this, we called Dianne, she readily agreed and we
were all excited. Needless to say Kristin and I made passionate love that
evening and we later talked very openly about the different ways we could make
love together with Dianne.

….Watching two passionate women, who love each other, mutually gratify
their sexual desires is something that every man should see — and I’m not
talking about those loveless scenes one sees in most X-rated films. Men can
learn an awful lot about how to please a woman sexually by watching how a
woman does it to another woman. After all, who knows more about a woman than
another woman?…

Kristin and Dianne were obviously very much in love with each other.
You could feel the passionate heat they generated even before they touched
each other. They made me sit in a chair while I watched them in bed. They
each wore a negligee, and I could see the outlines of their breasts and of
their black triangle of hair where female sexuality resides. They obviously
loved the way they were dressed, since they looked at each other just as I was
looking at them. They started with slow kisses, which became more passionate
as time went on — it seemed like an eternity. Their hands, which started out
being fixed on each others back, became more and more mobile. There was no
part of their bodies that their hands did not touch. Kristin, my beautiful
wife, was gasping at every caress given by Dianne. Dianne, being very turned
on by now, loosened Kristin’s negligee and took it off, gloriously revealing
Kristin’s body to both of us. “Your breasts are so beautiful,” Dianne said,
“please let me kiss them.” Kristin pulled Dianne’s head to her breasts and
moaned “more” as Dianne eagerly yet tenderly licked them.

Dianne then broke the kisses, got on her back, and told Kristin, who was
sitting upright on her knees, to move forward until her vulva was near
Dianne’s mouth, as she has done for me several times. Dianne eagerly thrust
out her tongue to Kristin’s moist clitoris, and licked and kissed and sucked
it in a way I’ve never done for Kristin before. You could see Kristin’s body
slowly swaying, like a pendulum, which started to speed up as Dianne speeded
up her tongue motion. Then, in a frantic way that I have never heard Kristin
say, she said, “Please… more.” At that moment, Dianne inserted one finger
into Kristin’s vagina and another finger from the other hand into her anus and
began to earnestly and rhythmically bring her down the home stretch with her
tongue and lips and fingers. Kristin exploded into a orgasm that I have never
seen in any woman before, even Dianne on Friday. She gasped and fell limp on
the bed, exhausted, and content. I was in awe.

As Dianne was slowly caressing Kristin during her short time of
recovery, my passion arose to a height I’ve never felt before. I walked over
to the bed, took my clothes off (so I could relieve the pressure of my
super-erect penis) and got on the bed next to Dianne and started to kiss her.
I helped Dianne take off her negligee, revealing her beautiful breasts with
very hard and erect nipples; I could feel the animal heat emanate from her
vagina, begging for satisfaction. She then took hold of my very hard penis
and began to rub it firmly, and then went down on me and began to lick and
suck it. I could feel the moistness around her mouth, no doubt from Kristin’s
vaginal juices. Dianne then completely inserted my penis into her mouth as
far as it could go and really began to suck. It was a beautiful experience.
As I approached an explosive orgasm, but before it was too late, she let go of
my penis, leaned back on the bed, with her beautiful breasts pointing
majestically upward, and begged Kristin to come down on her.

Kristin, whose passion was beginning to come back again, got on her
hands and knees and began to lick Dianne’s clitoris with her tongue. Kristin,
being very flexible, had no trouble with this position. Kristin’s
super-swollen vulva revealed itself to me in all its splendor in this
position, which I could not resist; I entered Kristin from the rear, reached
around her to massage her swollen and moist clitoris and her erect nipples.
When I did this, my wife began to moan, and increased her tempo on Dianne.
Dianne began to moan wildly, too, and Kristin reached up to cup Dianne’s
breast and knead them vigorously. For one minute this went on, and as I
approached ejaculation, Kristin sensed that, quickened the pace, and brought
Dianne closer to ecstasy. We all reached climax at about the same time. My
orgasm was the most intense I have ever experienced. I felt as if I filled
Kristin up to the brim.

This did not end here. Kristin continued her oral caress on Dianne’s
clitoris in the most loving, tender, and yet vigorous manner, and from this
very delicious stimulus, Dianne had four more orgasms in the next few minutes;
each orgasm was more intense than the previous one. Her last orgasm was so
intense and obviously so pleasurable that Kristin broke down and cried for
Dianne in happiness. We all then fell into a long and dreamy sleep, snuggling
close together, to recharge for another round several hours later (I’ll spare
you the details of our subsequent lovemaking, except that it was even better).

Many would say that nothing good could ever result from a bisexual
menage a trois such as ours; however, Kristin’s and my love for each other was
enhanced by this experience (which, by the way, never happened again with
Dianne, for reasons that will remain unsaid to the outside world). I also
learned how to become a better lover to Kristin, since my teachers were two
beautiful women who passionately loved one another and understood one another
in ways that men can never fathom.

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Archive-name: 3plus/2grlfant.txt
Archive-author: Mark O. Zorro
Archive-title: A Man’s Fantasy about Two Women

room television had suddenly blared to life. On the screen the

diminutive form of the former Olympic star appeared. Another

feminine products advertisement. ‘Not if she was mine’ he

thought, reaching out and turning off the noise.

Easing back into the chair he let his mind wander back

to the thoughts that had been broken. The wind rattled a branch

against the window as a storm raged outside.

A visitor would have thought nothing of the scene. An

ordinary looking businessman in a faceless hotel room. A few

papers spread across the desktop, and a small overnight case

against the wall. A look at his facial expressions would lead

one to think he was just a bored man, waiting for a business

appointment who was running late. A peek inside his mind,

however, would have shown a completely different story.

He stood, and walked over to the oversized bed. Pulling

a pillow out from beneath the cheap hotel bedspread he lay back,

clasping his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.

He heard the sound of a key in the lock, but did not

take his eyes off the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he

saw her enter the room, close the door, and lock it behind her.

Then she stood quietly.

For minutes they stayed this way. Neither moving, the

only sound being her increasingly deep breathing. Finally, he

lowered his gaze, taking in the picture of the woman who had

come to serve him.

She was not a tall woman. Dressed in a camel overcoat to

protect her from the weather there was little to be seen. Her

hair was a mixture of light highlights, and deep dusky brown

closer to her head. Tiny gold hoops hung from her ears. He could

see her lips were firmly set, devoid of emotion or interest. Her

eyes were firmly set to the wall above his head, motionless.

Finally, he broke the silence with a single word.

‘Disrobe’, he said with a voice that was not a request, but a

command.

He watched as she looked about her. Standing in the

doorway there was nothing close to her to place her clothes on.

He knew she could feel his eyes boring into her now. She knew

she must obey.

Slowly, she unbuttoned the expensive overcoat and opened

it. Sliding it off her shoulders she let it fall to the floor.

She wore a dark blue silk blouse, with a brightly colored scarf

at her neck. A grey wool skirt fell just above her knees.

Brightly polished leather boots extended from her small feet up

under her skirt.

Her hands went to her neck, and untied the scarf. As she

pulled it away, and dropped it to the floor baring her neck.

Around it he could see the thin black satin collar she wore. At

the base of her throat, attached to the collar, was an ivory

cameo. To the casual observer this was a nice, Victorian, touch.

On closer examination this carving was a couple intertwined in

the passions of lovemaking.

Carefully, she unbuttoned her blouse, allowing it to

fall open as she moved down the long row of tiny buttons. As she

reached the bottom, and shrugged the blouse to the floor he

could see the glimmer from the tiny gold ring in each nipple. As

he watched, her nipples became completely erect. He could see

the motion of the rings with each move she made.

Her hands went to the side or her skirt, and she bent

slightly as she lowered the fastener. Standing erect she allowed

her skirt to join the rest of her wardrobe on the floor.

As she stood there, silent, he examined her body. A

slim, healthy, attractive woman, but he could see the sinew and

muscle under the soft flesh. This was a woman ready to satisfy

her master’s every wish.

He lowered his gaze, down across her small, but firm

breasts, across her soft, yet not quite perfect, stomach.

Following the line of her body his eyes rested upon her bare

mons. Looking carefully, he could see she had prepared herself

well. Not a trace of hair remained.

Continuing, he followed her well sculpted legs until

they entered the tall leather boots. ‘She will do’ was his only

thought.

He turned his attention away from her, leaving her

standing amidst her clothing. Picking up the remote, he switched

the television back on, and tuned in a cable news program.

‘Topping todays newscast’, droned the newscaster,’heavy

rains have caused minor flooding problems in the nations

Capitol. And on the sports scene…’. His attention wandering,

he took in the contents of the room again. She still stood

there, quietly.

He fixed his stare on her, ‘Shower’, he commanded.

For the first time since she had finished undressing she

moved. Quickly, as if fearing to anger him, she retreated to the

bathroom. As he paid light attention to the latest basketball

scores he could hear the water running strongly from the other

room.

After a few minutes it stopped. She reentered the

bedroom, a towel in one hand. She returned to in front of the

door, standing in the pile of her clothing. She stood, arms at

her side, legs spread slightly, waiting.

He rose from the bed and walked over to her. Walking

around her slowly he examined her. As he stood behind her, he

placed his hands on her shoulders. He could feel her shudder at

his touch, telling him that she was already feverish with

anticipation. With a frustrating slowness he moved his hands

lightly down her back, outlining her spine with one finger of

each hand. As he reached her buttocks, he rotated his hands, so

his thumbs slide down the crease and his fingers spread her

cheeks wide.

He dropped to his knees and with the lightest of touches

tasted inside her thighs. Allowing his trail of moisture to

move upwards he began to meet her moistness. Her taste was sweet

and warm on his lips. He could feel the tension in her body from

his touches, so he withdrew.

Standing directly in front of her, his back to the bed,

he uttered ‘undress me’. For the first time she spoke. Her eyes

lowered to the floor as she answered ‘Yes, Master.’

This was not their first time together, and she knew

exactly what to do. She reached up, keeping her eyes cast

downward, She loosened the tie around his neck. Removing it, she

carefully folded it and placed it neatly on the dresser.

Delicately, she unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and removed

his watch. This she placed next to the tie. She returned and

demurely unfastened the buttons down the front of his shirt.

Walking behind him, she removed it from his shoulders. This she

took across the room, and carefully arranged on a hanger in the

closet.

When she returned, she knelt in front of him. Placing

her arms behind her back she leaned forward and grasped the

leather of his belt between her teeth. Cleverly, she pulled the

strap free, and uncoupled it from the tooth in the buckle. She

then brought her arms out and, reaching down, removed his shoes.

The shoes went to the front of the closet, neatly arranged. Next

she removed each sock, one at a time. After each, she

straightened and, neatly folding it, placed it across the back

of each shoe.

At last he stood, only in his pants. She knelt, again, in front

of him and carefully undid the clasp at the waist. The slowly

lowering the zipper she lowered the fabric. Using one hand to

make sure none of it touched the floor she eased each legs down

over his foot and off. Finally, she hung these, with care, in

the closet and returned.

While she had been hanging the pants up, dressed only in

a bright green bikini brief, he had returned to the bedside

chair. Sitting back he watched her as she returned.

Reaching down he opened the small overnight case near

him. From it, he took a very light silver chain, and a set of

handcuffs.. With an almost invisible motion of his hand she came

forward and prostrated herself at his feet. He reached down and

attached one end of the chain to a small loop at the back of her

collar. She intuitively placed her arms behind her back and he

firmly closed the cuffs over them. He checked the coupling of

the chain at her neck. Taking the other end in one hand, he

reached down and took hold of her chin. Lifting her face to look

at him, he spoke.

‘Who am I?’ he questioned.

‘You are my Master’, she answered.

‘And what do you exist for?’

‘To serve your needs as your sex slave’, she replied. At

these words, her eyes dropped and fell to the carpet at his

feet.

Tugging lightly at the chain, he pulled her head forward

into his lap. She raised her eyes once again, and a look of

happiness crossed her face.

‘May I give you pleasure Master?’ she whispered.

A simple small nod of the head was all she got in

return. He then turned his attention away from her, and back to

the television.

He was sitting on the edge of the chair and her face

hovered inches above his crotch. She knew what he expected, and

was boiling inside with anticipation. Gently, she lowered her

head and began running her lips across the soft green fabric.

She could feel the outline of his manhood begin to stir at her

touch.

His legs parted further, and she dug her lips down one

side of the cloth. Finding the edge, she grasped it in her teeth

and lifted it across to the other side. This exposed him

completely to her. His semi-hard cock hung heavily over the edge

of the chair, and she could see this heavy balls hanging below.

Lowering her shoulders she put her mouth into position

just below the head of his cock. She could see small jerks of

movement in it, an unacknowledged excitement on his part for

what was ahead. Opening her mouth, and lowering her tongue, she

allowed the partially erect member to enter her mouth. Moving

slowly, she pressed on until the entire organ was resting on her

tongue, and deep into her mouth. Then she closed her mouth over

it, bathing it in warmth and sensation.

Instantly, she could feel the response. Blood flowed

rapidly into the muscle, engorging it and dramatically

increasing its size. Yet through this she struggled to hold him

deep inside her mouth.

Quickly, it reached full erectness. She could feel the

pulse of his body through the vessels in her mouth. The thick

head pressed hard against the roof of her mouth in the rear.

Ever so slowly she began to move her tongue. First just slightly

back and forth across the sensitive underside. Then, becoming

more aroused herself, along the sides, and as far back as she

could reach. Holding a strong suction she began to move her head

in time with her tongue. Bathing him in her moisture she began a

slow, but sure, rhythm.

She continued this way in silence. The only response she

noted has the deepening of this breath, and the increasingly

strong throbs through his cock. She began to feel his body tense

around her. His legs began to press in against her shoulders and

she could feel his buttocks tense up under him. She renewed her

efforts, thinking only of the satisfaction she was giving him.

As she felt a series of powerful pulsations in the cock

buried in her throat she knew she was succeeding in pleasing

him. With a tremendous intake of breathe, she sucked even harder

and buried him to the hilt inside her mouth.

‘No! Stop!’ she heard him cry out.

Too late she realized he had wanted to wait. As she

began to try to pull away she felt one last throb, and felt the

powerful gushes of his orgasm fill her mouth. Even as she

struggled to swallow the rapidly discharging fluid, she knew she

had erred.

She cringed at his feet as he stood from the chair.

‘Stupid slut! Didn’t I teach you better than that?’

She knew there could be no answer. She had failed in

serving him, and knew she must be disciplined.

He moved to the edge of the bed, and sat there, his cock

still at full erection. Using his chain, he pulled her to stand

beside him. Then with one hand on her back, and the other

pulling the chain, he pulled her down across his knee.

‘You have been a bad girl.’ he said. ‘You have forgotten

who decides what happens here. This should help you remember.’

She lay across his lap, her naked buttocks in the air,

feet spread slightly. Her head was down near the floor on the

other side of him, held low by his grasp on her leash.

She felt, rather than heard, his hand raise into the air

and come crashing down on her bare behind.

CRACK!

The sound echoed off the walls of the small quiet room.

She felt the heat immediately converge on the spot his hand had

struck. Mixed with the pain she felt was a sharp twinge of

pleasure from her groin.

SLAP!

‘Will you ever learn?’ she heard him say. ‘Answer me!’

‘Yes Master’, she whimpered ‘I will be much better now,

a perfect slave to your will’. Even as she spoke these words,

the thought of serving him generated even more fury in her

tortured crotch. She knew he could feel the fluids dripping from

her, and hoped he wouldn’t anger.

He pulled her to her feet and, digging in his overnight

bag for the key, released the handcuffs. She stood quietly,

wishing she could move to ease the tight muscles in her arms.

Pointing to the bed he quietly told her ‘Lie down on

your back’. When she had, he reached back into the bag and

withdrew an assortment of ropes. Working silently, he took four

long lengths and ran them under the bed. Two running top to

bottom at the outside edges, and two running across the bottom

at the head and foot.

He then took several shorter pieces and began to attach

her to his web. Each arm in turn, and then each leg. When he

finished she was firmly pinned to the bed. pulling on any arm

would drag the other off the side of the bed. Each leg reacted

the same. She lay spread-eagled to his gaze.

Two fine gold chains appeared in his hand. With one hand

he pulled her head up off the bed slightly. With the other, he

attached one end of each to her nipple rings. The other end

attached to an earring. Then he released her head, knowing that

she could not lower it to the bed without causing herself pain.

He looked down on her and could see threads of cum on

her neck. With a finger he scooped these up and placed them on

her tongue. She carefully cleaned his finger with her tongue

after she had swallowed these missed traces.

Reaching into his bag again, he pulled out two items.

The first was a lacey white set of panties. These had snaps at

the sides of a long band of material, and at the crotch. From

the crotch came two other strips, and there was no covering for

the buttocks. Working roughly, he slid this under her and

fastened the side panels, leaving the crotch open and her tight

ass uncovered. The second was a large human shaped vibrator.

Taking a large glop of KY, he covered it from the base to the

tip. Then, turning it on low speed, he placed it at the opening

to her quivering pussy. At the touch she gritted her teeth.

After a few seconds of teasing, he pressed it deeply inside her.

She could feel the vibrator fill her aching cavity. He reached

down and snapped the crotch to the leg straps. This preventing

even her well trained internal muscles from removing it. She

could feel the vibrations strongly where the tip of the vibrator

pressed firmly against her cervix.

He stood up, and began to dress. ‘I’ll be back in a

little while’, he said. ‘I’m going down to the lobby for a

moment. I will be listening at the door when I return, so don’t

make a sound’.

How long stayed away, she couldn’t tell. The pleasure

coming from her pussy in lightning like shocks overwhelmed her

senses. Each time she felt she was going to give in to the

feelings her head would arch back. The pain from her nipples

would bring her quickly back from the edge. Over, and over she

went through this cycle. She could feel a flood of moisture

between her thighs.

At last, she heard the key in the lock. He entered and

looked at the agony in her eyes. With deliberate slowness he

undressed himself. This time completely. He reached down and

released the ropes at her wrists and legs.

‘On your knees’, he commanded.

She carefully rolled over, making sure to keep her head

low and the nipple chains loose. Kneeling up she felt him

standing behind her. She could feel the rasp of the ropes as he

tied a loop around each knee, and brought it forward to her

wrist. He pulled them taught, so her wrists were touching her

knees. With her head against the mattress, ass was wide open

high in the air behind her.

As she shifted, she felt the vibrator press even deeper

inside her. The low buzz captured her mind completely at last,

allowing her only knowledge of it and nothing else. She no

longer knew he, the room, or reality existed.

The motion of the bed shifting brought her back. She

could feel him kneeling behind her. Then she felt a warm, hard,

slippery pressure at the opening to her anus. She caught her

breath as she felt him begin to enter her. As her sphincter

closed over his thick head she felt the shudders of orgasm

trying to overcome her. With every effort of willpower she had,

she fought it back.

He settled into a slow, fulfilling rhythm, pressing deep

inside her, then withdrawing to leave only the head trapped. She

could feel his hands running across her back and caressing her

smooth buttocks.

He began to press deeper and harder, and she could hear

his breath coming more quickly. She began to allow the feelings

to overtake her mind again. When she could feel he was about to

come she let her mind go, and lost herself in the passions of

orgasm.

As she was releasing herself she felt one hand move from

her back to her crotch. As the first explosions began to wrench

her mind she felt the vibrator begin to buzz at high speed. At

the same instant she felt his hand come down one her ass in a

sharp spank. The effect was instantaneous. What had been

explosions, became deflagrations. Her mind shattered in ecstasy

as she felt him swell and fill her ass with his hot cum. She

felt, but ignored, the pain in her nipples as she arched in

uncontrollable feeling. Finally, completely drained, she knelt

limp as he pulled out of her.

She quivered at his touch as he released her bonds. As

he lay back on the bed she knew what to do. Standing on barely

stable legs she walked into the bathroom and returned with a

warm washcloth. Carefully, she bathed his cock and balls with

it. When satisfied he was clean and resting, she stood and took

her place by the door.

With a wave of his hand, he closed his eyes and rested.

At that signal she dressed, and left. She knew she would return

again … and again. She loved her husband.