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		<description><![CDATA[     I married Jane when we were both still in college, a little
over ten years ago.  They have been a great ten years.  I just
had my 32nd birthday, and Jane&#8217;s is in a couple of months.
     Jane still looks fantastic.  We walk or cycle [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     I married Jane when we were both still in college, a little<br />
over ten years ago.  They have been a great ten years.  I just<br />
had my 32nd birthday, and Jane&#8217;s is in a couple of months.<br />
     Jane still looks fantastic.  We walk or cycle almost<br />
everyday, and she teaches an aerobic class at the community<br />
center.  He body is firmer and tighter, now, than it was when I<br />
met her.  She is 5&#8242;6&#8243;, weighs about 110-115, and measures in at<br />
an eye-catching 36-24-35.  She has deep green eyes, a great<br />
complexion, and bright blonde hair cut in a short, stylish bob.<br />
So, when I tell you that just looking at her still makes my heart<br />
go pitter-patter, you know why.  <span id="more-58"></span><br />
     I&#8217;ve been monogamous since the day I met Jane, and I&#8217;m sure<br />
she has been the same.  She wasn&#8217;t a virgin when we met.  In<br />
fact, I started dating Jane after she broke up a very long-term<br />
relationship with one of my Frat brothers.  I know they had been<br />
making love for years, and, sometimes, even today, while<br />
daydreaming, the vision of Jane and her ex-boyfriend doing some<br />
of the things we have done together has aroused me.  Maybe it was<br />
so easy for me to picture them together, because I knew both of<br />
them.<br />
     Anyway, here we are.  A successful young couple.  We both<br />
work for the same very large Corporation, and we survived the<br />
&#8217;80&#8217;s fairly well.  And now, we are enjoying the benefits, in our<br />
new house with a 3-car garage, a yard full of trees, and a hot<br />
tub on the deck outside our bedroom.<br />
     Several weeks ago, I received word that Mike, a mutual co-<br />
worker and old friend was returning to headquarters for training.<br />
Mike is a great guy, and we were close before he was transferred<br />
to Seattle about a year ago.  We had been on the company softball<br />
team together and had been drinking buddies, and Jane and I had<br />
even double-dated with him a time or two.  So, when I heard he<br />
was coming back to town for a few days, I checked with Jane, and<br />
then called him, insisting he stay with us rather than in a<br />
hotel.  He agreed, immediately.<br />
     I picked Mike up at the airport at 3:00pm on Friday<br />
afternoon, and we had a nice conversation as I drove back to the<br />
house and he informed me he had just gotten engaged to a woman<br />
out West.<br />
     When Mike opened the door to our house, thirty-some people<br />
yelled &#8220;SURPRISE!&#8221;  Jane and I had decided to throw him a little<br />
&#8220;Welcome Back&#8221; party, so he could see his old friends, again.  It<br />
was a great party.<br />
     After good music, good food, good conversation, and good<br />
booze, people started leaving around midnight.  By twelve-thirty,<br />
everybody had left and Mike offered to help Jane and I clean up.<br />
     Jane said, &#8220;This can wait.  I&#8217;d rather take a quick dip.&#8221;<br />
     I agreed.<br />
     Mike said that that sounded good, but he&#8217;d have to borrow<br />
one of my swimsuits, as he hadn&#8217;t brought any along with him.<br />
     Much to my surprise, Jane blurted out, &#8220;You don&#8217;t have to<br />
worry about a suit, Mike.  Jim and I don&#8217;t bother much with them,<br />
anymore.&#8221;<br />
     I was surprised because, although Jane and I really didn&#8217;t<br />
bother with suits, it was only when we were alone.  I couldn&#8217;t<br />
tell if she was a little buzzed, or a little excited, or both.<br />
But I knew I was both!<br />
     The three of us quickly stripped on the back patio deck.  It<br />
was obvious in the bright moonlight that Jane was more than<br />
buzzed.  Her nipples were hard and erect and her skin had that<br />
taut, expectant look it gets before we make love.  She was also<br />
breathing through her mouth as her eyes were glued on Mike.<br />
     And looking at Mike, myself, I could now see why he had been<br />
such a stud around the office before he was transferred.  Besides<br />
his rugged good looks and great personality, he had a rather<br />
large cock and set of balls hanging between his legs.<br />
     I noticed he was also watching Jane, very closely.<br />
     We all ran up the steps to the bedroom-level of the deck and<br />
splashed into the tub.  The water was perfect, and the night air<br />
made it very relaxing.  After a while, I offered to make us all a<br />
nightcap, and ran to the house to get the fixings.  When I<br />
returned, Jane and Mike were out of the pool and lying on chaise<br />
lounges.  Neither one of them had made any effort to cover<br />
anything up, so I didn&#8217;t either.<br />
     We sipped our drinks and quietly talked about old times and<br />
who-was-where-doing-what in the company.  Mike was on the chaise<br />
between us and I couldn&#8217;t help but notice all the attention Jane<br />
was giving Mike&#8217;s crotch.  I took a good look, myself.<br />
     Mike&#8217;s cock was large &#8212; no two ways about that.  It was<br />
long, maybe seven inches or so, but it was also thick, looking<br />
almost as thick around as my wrist.  And it was still soft!  I<br />
had been in enough locker rooms to know that Mike was one of a<br />
very few good men.  Now, looking closer, I noticed that he was<br />
also uncircumcised and he had a lot of obvious foreskin.<br />
     When we finally got around to the office gossip and who-<br />
was-fucking-whom, we all perked up.  Jane said she now understood<br />
why there was so much crying and gnashing of teeth by the office<br />
beauties when Mike was transferred across the country.  She went<br />
on to say that not only was he a sweetie, he had the most<br />
impressive prick she had ever seen in her life.  Then, Jane asked<br />
Mike to forgive her for staring, but she had never seen an<br />
uncircumcised cock before.<br />
     Being only human, as Mike listened to Jane&#8217;s compliments,<br />
his impressive seven inches was slowly twitching itself into a<br />
firmer, and even more impressive, nine inches!<br />
     Jane suddenly turned to me, &#8220;I just want to touch it!&#8221;<br />
     I could tell from her expression and breathless tone, she<br />
was asking me for permission.<br />
     I shrugged and nodded.  What was I going to say?<br />
     Jane turned to Mike, &#8220;May I?&#8221;<br />
     Mike looked at me and I nodded again.  He turned back to<br />
Jane, &#8220;Sure, Jane, if you want to.&#8221;<br />
     Jane got up off her chaise and walked to Mike&#8217;s, &#8220;Oh, I want<br />
to.&#8221;<br />
     My wife sat next to Mike on his chaise and just stared at<br />
his cock.  It was still twitching, growing firmer and longer as<br />
we watched.<br />
     Jane slowly reached forward.  There was a small tremble in<br />
her hand.  Slowly, she reached out and touched Mike&#8217;s cock,<br />
wrapping her hand around it.  Her fingers didn&#8217;t even come close<br />
to making it all the way around.<br />
     None of us said a word.  All three of us were intently<br />
watching my wife&#8217;s hand as it slowly pulled back Mike&#8217;s foreskin<br />
off the head of his cock, and then let go, so the skin slid back<br />
to cover the head, again.  Over and over, Jane slid her hand up<br />
and down Mike&#8217;s shaft.  Jane&#8217;s other hand made its way down to<br />
Mike&#8217;s balls, where it cupped and lifted them, as if weighing<br />
them.<br />
     I didn&#8217;t have a ruler, but my guess was that Mike was now a<br />
hard ten inches of cock.  I couldn&#8217;t even guess its girth.<br />
     All this time, Jane was slowly lowering her head, inch by<br />
inch, until she was only inches away from Mike&#8217;s erection.  I was<br />
watching hi cock as intently as my wife.  Mike&#8217;s foreskin was so<br />
thick and long, that even when his cock was erect (as it was<br />
now!), it was still long enough to entirely cover his head.  So<br />
both Jane and I watched as a drop of pre-cum oozed out of the<br />
tip; and as Jane let the skin go, we watched the skin cover the<br />
head, pushing the drop up, until it rested on top, like a shiny<br />
diamond on a ring.<br />
     To my surprise, Jane flicked her tongue out to lick the<br />
fluid away.  Mike and I both moaned.<br />
     Now, Jane continued her hand rhythm, up and down, but she<br />
left her tongue on the head of Mike&#8217;s cock, so that when his<br />
foreskin returned to cover the head, it also covered the tip of<br />
Jane&#8217;s tongue.  This only happened a few times before Mike very<br />
obviously began to cum.<br />
     Jane moved her mouth onto Mike&#8217;s cock, and began swallowing<br />
his cum.  A little of Mike&#8217;s cum leaked out the side of her<br />
mouth, but she quickly caught it with her tongue.  (Jane later<br />
told me that Mike&#8217;s cum was more than she thought any man could<br />
shoot at one time.)<br />
     Jane&#8217;s eyes looked glazed-over when she smiled up at Mike.<br />
I knew I needed a release for my raging, almost-painful, hard-on<br />
and suggested we move into the bedroom.  Mike and I escorted Jane<br />
to our king-sized bed and she looked up at both of us.  She<br />
looked beautiful.<br />
     Mike laid beside my wife on one side and I took the other.<br />
We began to explore her extraordinary body with our hands and<br />
fingers and tongues.  Mike sucked a breast into his mouth as I<br />
licked Jane&#8217;s clit.  He soon moved down to her pussy and I kissed<br />
her mouth and filled my hand with her tit.<br />
     I couldn&#8217;t wait any longer.  I moved Mike out of the way and<br />
slid my erect cock into my wife, to the hilt.  I had never felt<br />
her cunt so wet and hot as it was at that moment.  She reached<br />
one hand between us and made a ring around my cock with her<br />
finger and thumb.  Then I felt her other hand on the cheek of my<br />
ass, her fingers seeking, and finding my anus.<br />
     Knowing my climax would be almost immediate, she grinned up<br />
and me and asked, &#8220;Did you enjoy seeing another man&#8217;s cock and<br />
cum fill my mouth to overflowing?&#8221;<br />
     That was it!  I rammed into her as hard as I could and let<br />
go with a massive orgasm.<br />
     I had barely finished cumming when I felt Jane&#8217;s hands<br />
moving my shoulders away from her.  She wanted me off her.  She<br />
was looking at Mike and they were now ready for each other.  I<br />
slipped out of Jane and rolled on the bed, watching Mike position<br />
himself between my wife&#8217;s wide-spread legs.  His erection was<br />
huge.<br />
     Her eyes were filled with lust as she grabbed Mike&#8217;s hips<br />
and said, &#8220;What are you waiting for?  Fuck me!  I want to feel<br />
that monster-cock in me, right now!&#8221;<br />
     Mike maintained control.  &#8220;Let&#8217;s take this slow, Jane.  I<br />
don&#8217;t want to hurt you.<br />
     As his cock-head touched her cuntlips, Jane moaned loudly.<br />
     I couldn&#8217;t believe it!  I was in the same bed, watching<br />
another man getting ready to fuck my wife!<br />
     Mike began to push slowly with his hips.  Jane&#8217;s pussy began<br />
to stretch itself around its unnatural girth.  Slowly, slowly,<br />
Mike maintained the pressure, slowly but surely burying his cock<br />
deeper and deeper into my wife&#8217;s cunt.<br />
     &#8220;You&#8217;re so tight, Jane.  Tell me if I hurt you.&#8221;<br />
     Jane couldn&#8217;t talk, she just shook her head.<br />
     Finally, Mike touched bottom.  He held himself completely<br />
still.  My wife had taken it all.<br />
     Jane was obviously savoring the feeling.  She wrapped her<br />
arms around Mike&#8217;s neck and said, &#8220;Oh, Mike, I&#8217;ve never felt this<br />
full in my life!&#8221;  Then, even without Mike moving a muscle, Jane<br />
began a powerful orgasm (Which she later said was the strongest<br />
she had ever had.).  Wave after wave of pleasure wracked her<br />
body.  And, as she began to come down, Mike began his fucking<br />
motion, taking her up, up, and away, again and again.<br />
     Mike dropped his face to Jane&#8217;s breasts and he began biting<br />
and pulling her nipple with his teeth, as he hammered into her,<br />
harder and harder with his hips.<br />
     &#8220;Oh, yes!&#8221; she screamed.  If our neighbors lived any closer,<br />
I&#8217;m sure they would have called the police.  &#8220;Fuck me hard, you<br />
bastard!  I can feel all your foreskin!  I can feel it sliding up<br />
and down your cock, sliding inside my cunt, the way it did in my<br />
hands!  Don&#8217;t let this end!&#8221;<br />
     But it did.  Mike was lifting himself almost all the way out<br />
of Jane and then slamming back into her, slapping their hips<br />
together and banging his big balls against her ass.  I would have<br />
felt sorry for Jane, for the beating she was taking, if she<br />
wasn&#8217;t so obviously enjoying every bit of it, bouncing her hips<br />
up to meet his down slam.<br />
     I&#8217;m not sure if Jane ever really stopped cumming, but it was<br />
obvious when Mike began his.  His face turned red and he was<br />
gasping for breath, grunting.<br />
     When he finally collapsed on top of Jane, she wrapped her<br />
arms around him and said, &#8220;I could feel your cum.  I could feel<br />
it shooting out of your magnificent cock, filling my cunt.&#8221;<br />
     I guess with the party, the booze, and the sex, we were all<br />
exhausted.  Mike couldn&#8217;t make it to the guest room, so all three<br />
of us fell asleep in our bed.<br />
     I woke up once in the night having to go to the bathroom,<br />
and found Jane and Mike fucking again on the bed beside me.  When<br />
I awoke the next morning, I rolled over to see Jane sucking on<br />
Mike&#8217;s cock.  Mike was still asleep.<br />
     &#8220;Don&#8217;t you think last night was enough, Jane?&#8221;<br />
     &#8220;I don&#8217;t know, Honey.  It hasn&#8217;t been enough, so far.  But<br />
I&#8217;ll try to behave.  I&#8217;ve just never felt like this before &#8211;<br />
this alive, this randy, this hot.  Just don&#8217;t get mad at me,<br />
okay?  I still love only you.&#8221;<br />
     For the rest of that weekend, and all of our free time<br />
during the following week, Mike wore Jane like a second skin.<br />
She went everywhere he went.  They were seldom dressed and never<br />
apart, and when they were together, my lovely wife had Mike&#8217;s<br />
cock in her hands, her mouth, or her cunt.<br />
     She even went with him to the bathroom!  I followed them<br />
once, and watched Jane get down on her knees and pull Mike&#8217;s<br />
foreskin back so he could pee.  As soon as he was done, Jane<br />
shook the last few drops from the end and then engulfed his meat<br />
in her mouth and sucked him &#8217;till he came.  As always, she<br />
swallowed every drop.<br />
     I don&#8217;t know how many loads of cum Jane took that week.  She<br />
sucked and fucked more loads out of Mike than I care to count,<br />
and since she was acting like some sex-slut, she couldn&#8217;t very<br />
well say `no&#8217; to me when I wanted some of her twat or mouth.<br />
     On Thursday, Mike&#8217;s last night in town, Jane handed me the<br />
Polaroid and packages of film and asked me to record the &#8220;love<br />
session.&#8221;  But, before they got started, Jane sucked on Mike&#8217;s<br />
cock until it reached maximum size, and then she shot a pack of<br />
film in almost clinical close-ups of it.  I spent the rest of the<br />
night taking pictures of their sucking and fucking.<br />
     Friday afternoon, I drove Mike back out to the airport.  He<br />
was in the backseat with Jane, who was giving him his &#8220;farewell<br />
blow-job.&#8221;  I knew how much my wife meant it when she kissed Mike<br />
at the gate and said, &#8220;I&#8217;m going to miss you, Mike.&#8221;<br />
     Jane still masturbates looking at her photos of Mike, and<br />
the two of us talk about his visit in bed, before and during<br />
lovemaking.  If any change, our sex life has gotten hotter and<br />
raunchier since Jane&#8217;s week as Mike&#8217;s cock-slave.  It&#8217;s<br />
definitely been more frequent.  Jane has been less inhibited than<br />
ever before.  In fact, just last night, she asked me if I ever<br />
noticed any other well-hung, uncircumcised studs at the gym.<br />
Somehow, I don&#8217;t think Jane is going to wait for Mike&#8217;s next<br />
visit.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[   It is one of fall&#8217;s indian summer days and we decide to indulge in
one of the last warm sunny days by taking a ride. Today I insist that
you wear a dress which is made of a light cotton, ties up the bodice,
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>   It is one of fall&#8217;s indian summer days and we decide to indulge in<br />
one of the last warm sunny days by taking a ride. Today I insist that<br />
you wear a dress which is made of a light cotton, ties up the bodice,<br />
and has a short flirty skirt. You try to protest claiming that while<br />
the day is warm there is still a cool breeze. We settle that you<br />
should wear your leather jacket and press close to me while riding.</p>
<p>   The ride is primarily uneventful as road winds sharply and any<br />
distractions could be deadly. The speed is high and I can feel you<br />
pressed to me. I start to slow down, you attempt to scream above the<br />
wind and the engine but your words fly away. I turn down a small road<br />
curving into a small clearing by a lake. You gently dismount so I can<br />
put the bike on the center stand. A smile crosses your face as you<br />
comprehend the action. You mount the bike, only this time placing your<br />
arse on the gas tank, facing me. I can smell your excitement and push<br />
your skirt up to reveal a pair of frilly bikini underwear.<span id="more-57"></span> Your bush<br />
pokes out of the sides and strains against the fabric. You moan<br />
suggestively in anticipation of what will be next. Instead I untie<br />
your bodice to reveal an equally exquisite bra. I pull one globe out<br />
and suck and lick it with my tongue. You arch your back and push<br />
towards me trying to move my hand back to your aching cunt. This is<br />
what I&#8217;ve been waiting for. I grab it and quickly encapture it with a<br />
handcuff. Pulling behind your back I grab your other hand and tighten<br />
the cuff on it. Your face expresses many emotions surprise, excitement,<br />
wonder and fear. You feign being upset and squirm against your bonds.<br />
You even plead to be let go secretly hoping I don&#8217;t.</p>
<p>   I resume my seduction by nibbling on your neck and earlobes. I hear<br />
you sigh and feel your hot breath in my hair. Gently I pull you from<br />
the bike&#8211;we&#8217;ll save that for another day. Instead I lean you over the<br />
seat, your stomach resting on it, and your bottom exposed. Once again<br />
I raise your skirt. This time I pull your panties off exposing your<br />
arse and bush. You whine and prance like a mare in heat, begging to be<br />
entered. But there is more in store for you. I reach into my saddlebag<br />
and pull out a battery operated razor. You protest, but you know that<br />
jumping around is not a safe move. I ease the hair away with the<br />
razor despite your protests. Indeed you are quite wet from this. Your<br />
juices makes the hairs stick to the razor and I stop to pull them out.<br />
I continue until most of the hair is off but you are far from bare.<br />
Now I grab the rest of the toys and help you up from the bike. I lead<br />
you towards the lake and tie a rope around the cuffs and then attach<br />
you to a tree.</p>
<p>   I push your dress up again and apply shaving cream to your stubbly<br />
pussy. Your eyes widen as you realize what is next. Now I have a razor<br />
and use my hands to shave you. You get jumpy as I near your precious<br />
clitoris. In fact, you&#8217;re remarkably still but shaking. Juice runs<br />
from your cunt in a stream and forms a small puddle on the ground near<br />
your arse.</p>
<p>   Once you&#8217;re neat and clean I wipe you dry. Your pussy is so<br />
beautiful and now very sensitive. I just breath on it and you quiver.<br />
I use a mirror to show you and use my tongue to make you enjoy it<br />
more. You don&#8217;t say anything but I know that you love seeing this in<br />
the mirror. I push my beard against your hood and you gasp loudly.<br />
Your juice runs again and I place one then two, three and four fingers<br />
inside you, finger fucking until my whole hand is drenched. Then I<br />
bring it to your mouth where you hungrily lap it off, sucking my<br />
fingers.</p>
<p>   Now you&#8217;re begging to be fucked. Your body writhes and twists. You<br />
moan and promise me everything. I&#8217;ll get it anyway. I lead you back to<br />
the cycle and lean you over it again. I drop my jeans quickly and<br />
position myself between your legs. Then I start the engine. The<br />
vibration of the motor against your cunt drives you crazy and you buck<br />
and roll against the seat pushing your arse out to me. I enter you<br />
slowly teasing you. In, in, in, in, in. Still by balls have not<br />
slapped you. In and in. I remain motionless while you roll your hips<br />
and try to move forward. I reach around and cup your mound, my fingers<br />
finding your clit. I roll it gently in time to the engine. Then BANG.<br />
I pull out and fuck you hard. You gasp feeling my pubic hair tickle<br />
your skin. BANG, again I fuck you hard until your body explodes with<br />
multiple orgasms. Still I have not come. You&#8217;re so sensitive now that<br />
I keep making you come by simply moving.</p>
<p>   I now release the cuffs and help you onto the tank. I then mount.<br />
You force your acing cunt onto me and gasp as my pubic hair now<br />
tickles your clit. We rock back and forth and wen I&#8217;m about to come<br />
you pull off, lean over and eat my cream. I pulsate for a minute. We<br />
get off the bike and I get a blanket for us to rest on until we gain<br />
strength for more.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[        You walk into the house and it is dark.  This is not
unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked
especially late for a Friday night and it was now nearly ten
thirty when you unlocked your front door.
        You walked [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        You walk into the house and it is dark.  This is not<br />
unusual, as you live alone. However, tonight you worked<br />
especially late for a Friday night and it was now nearly ten<br />
thirty when you unlocked your front door.<br />
        You walked into the foyer and as you reached for the<br />
light a hand grabs your and pulls you away from the light<br />
switch.  Suddenly another hand grabs for your free hand and<br />
pulls it back behind you and both hands are quickly secured<br />
behind you with the click of a pair of handcuffs.  <span id="more-56"></span>You<br />
attempt to spin around and see who it is behind you and just<br />
as you begin to turn a hood is quickly placed over your<br />
head.  The hood covers only to the tip of your nose.  You<br />
begin to say something and before the words escape your<br />
mouth a soft ball gag is pushed into your open mouth and<br />
pressed slightly behind your teeth.  You feel a leather<br />
strap fasten the ball gag firmly into your mouth and then<br />
feel fingers fumble with the strap behind your head.<br />
        You are pulled from the foyer out into the cool night<br />
air.  Then pushed and pulled to a waiting vehicle with<br />
engine running.  Once inside you can feel the size of this<br />
vehicle and realize it is a van of sorts, with carpeting on<br />
the floor.  You are pressed face down to the floor and the<br />
doors close with a resounding thud.<br />
        All sorts of thoughts race through your brain.  You can<br />
not figure out who these people are, you don&#8217;t even know if<br />
they are men or women.  You assume they are men, from the<br />
strength exhibited when they pulled your arms behind you and<br />
secured them.  You feel the motion of the vehicle now and<br />
the pressure of a knee forced into your back, holding you<br />
firmly down to the carpeted floor.<br />
        Suddenly you feel fingers pulling at your two and a<br />
half inch heels and your toes are suddenly free.  The<br />
fingers find their way up your legs, slowly moving towards<br />
your backside then in a quick motion the fingers find the<br />
tops of your panty hose and begin to pull at them<br />
feverishly.  With a few firm tugs they release their grip<br />
around your waist and you can feel them being pulled down<br />
slowly over your mounds of fleshy buttocks.  As they are<br />
pulled down you can feel your underpants being caught up in<br />
the panty hose and they too come down with the hose.  You<br />
feel the cool night air touch your now naked buttocks and<br />
you quiver with the fear of what is to happen.<br />
        You feel the fingers now grope the waist of your skirt<br />
and then you feel the release of the button on the side and<br />
the skirt is pulled down over your exposed buttocks and then<br />
finally over your feet.<br />
        You are now completely nude, to your unknown captures,<br />
from the waist down.  You try to fight but the knee presses<br />
harder into your back and holds you still.<br />
        The pressure of the knee in your back is lessened and<br />
you feel the fingers reach for your ankles.  Something is<br />
placed around each ankle.  You are not certain what it is,<br />
but it feels soft and yet stiff at the same time.  You hear<br />
the sound of metal touching metal and suddenly feel your<br />
ankles being clipped together with a chain.  You can only<br />
assumed that is the item used, for you still can not see.<br />
The chain is then attached to something in the van, for your<br />
legs are pulled out straight and close together.<br />
        Firmly the hands reach for your shoulders and roll you<br />
over onto your back.  You moan as they do from the pressure<br />
and pain forced onto your hands and arms from your own body<br />
weight.<br />
        Seated upright now, the person belonging to the hands<br />
moves behind you and releases one cuff from your handcuffs<br />
then pulls the cuffed wrist out and attaches it to something<br />
on the side of the van.  Slowly the fingers begin to undo<br />
the buttons on your blouse.  As they reach the bottom of the<br />
blouse the fingers slowly brush against the top of your<br />
pussy mound.  They press firmly on the mound but not into<br />
your pussy.  The blouse is pulled off the free arm and then<br />
the bra is unhooked and removed from the your free hand.<br />
Each time you have attempted to use your hand, the person<br />
taking your top off, slapped at your hand and pushed it to<br />
your side.  Finally after being slapped three times, very<br />
hard, you leave your arm to your side.<br />
        The same thing is now done to the other hand.  Undoing<br />
the cuff, securing the once free hand then removing your<br />
blouse completely from your body.  You now sit in the<br />
coolness of the van totally naked.  Your hands are cuffed<br />
again behind your back and your legs are are freed from<br />
whatever it the chain had been attached.  When you attempt<br />
to move, however, you realize they are still chained<br />
together by a chain about two and half feet in length.<br />
        By now your heart is racing.  You want to be free.  Yet<br />
you know, somehow, if you attempt to make a get away you<br />
will be caught and probably killed.  You are slightly panic<br />
stricken by all of this, yet have resolved yourself to<br />
tolerating it in the hope they will play with you, release<br />
you and have done with you.<br />
        The van stops.  You hear the sliding door open and you<br />
are pulled by your feet first to the edge of the door.  Your<br />
buttocks rubbing against the carpeting causing them to burn<br />
as you are pulled forward.  Your feet are guided to the<br />
ground and the cold, damp grass squeezes between your naked<br />
toes.  A hand reaches behind your shoulder and pulls you<br />
completely upright now and you stand, the night air makes<br />
your nude body shiver slightly.<br />
        Someone behind you pushes at you gently and you begin<br />
to walk slowly, finding the chain limitation quickly.  After<br />
walking several steps you are stopped and feel a hand reach<br />
down to your leg and lift it by the calf then place it on a<br />
step in front of you.  Slowly you ascend the stairs, only<br />
four steps, then you feel the firmness of a wooden planked<br />
porch beneath your feet.<br />
        You hear the door open and you are led inside.  Once<br />
inside you hear a lot of commotion of your captures moving<br />
about the house.  Then you are led into another room.<br />
        No one says anything to you.  You are stopped from<br />
walking further then you feel a firm hand on your shoulder,<br />
pressing you down.  You slowly, with the hand guiding you,<br />
kneel down.  Once in kneeling position you feel the firm<br />
hand press to the inside of your right thigh and begin to<br />
push your thigh open more and more.  When the hand achieves<br />
the position he wishes he reaches for your other leg and<br />
pushes at it from the inside thigh.<br />
        You can feel the air rush against your now spread open<br />
pussy.  The lips having parted with the spreading of your<br />
legs.  You are angry now, that you are being used in this<br />
manner.  You wish to yourself, that if they intend to fuck<br />
you, which you know they do, they would just do it and have<br />
done with it.<br />
        Slowly you feel fingers at your shoulders, rubbing<br />
gently towards your breasts.  As they reach your nipples<br />
they stop, not touching the nipples, but lightly fingering<br />
the breast all the way around the nipple.  Your head goes up<br />
and back at the sensation this causes your body.  A reaction<br />
you are angry with yourself for having but nonetheless have.<br />
        The fingers slowly caress your body down to the front<br />
of your well stretched vagina lips, again being sure not to<br />
touch the lips themselves.  Playing lightly around the<br />
entire area, causing a tingle to your sex and yet no<br />
satisfaction or gratification.<br />
        You can feel the excitement begin to cream the inner<br />
walls of your pussy.  You now wish your capture would touch<br />
you.  Slowly the fingers find their way back up to your<br />
breasts.  Kneading them and teasing them.  Finally they<br />
encase the nipples of each breast and slowly play with each<br />
nipple.  You can feel them react by becoming firm and hard.<br />
When they are firm and hard your capture pinches each one,<br />
alternating between the two, very hard.  Then with a firm<br />
grip, pinches and pulls the nipples out, distending each<br />
breast until you moan from the pain exerted to your tender<br />
flesh.<br />
        The fingers release the pained nipples now and rub<br />
gently at the entire breast.  Then slowly they make their<br />
way back down your front to your opened sex and you feel the<br />
fingers push in between the lips of your nether lips.  First<br />
one finger, then another finds its way into you and pushes<br />
in and out gently.  The fingers are then pulled out and<br />
slowly they are inched through your spread crack to your ass<br />
pucker.  You wiggle at the pressure exerted to your virgin<br />
hole.  As you wiggle, the other hand of your capture moves<br />
back to your nipples, and one at a time compresses his<br />
forefinger and thumb over each tip.  You stop all movement<br />
now, and when you do the pressure to your nipples stops.<br />
You have learned your first lesson.<br />
        The finger at your virgin hole is slowly pressed into<br />
you.  You moan and thrash your head about at the initial<br />
pain this causes.  Further and deeper the finger is pressed<br />
into you, until you can feel the knuckles of the hand<br />
pressing at the outside of your puckered hole.  Slowly the<br />
finger is pulled out and then pushed back into you.  Each<br />
time the speed and force is increased, until you feel the<br />
excitement caused by this action and your hips begin to<br />
wrench forward then back again.  As you feel the passion<br />
grow in your now wet pussy the hands touching you stop.<br />
Leaving you in total frustration.<br />
        You are left in this position, untouched for some time.<br />
Finally you feel someone behind you.  Slowly the hands find<br />
your shoulders and begin to rub you from behind.  The hands<br />
are obviously different, they are coarse and quite rough.<br />
They move slowly down your back to your buttocks then<br />
squeezes each cheek in each hand. The fingers pressing into<br />
your spread crack.  The hands are pulled away from you and<br />
you feel the person walk to the front of you.  You wait for<br />
&#8216;his&#8217; next move.  You have assumed it to be a him because of<br />
the roughness of the hands.  The fingers slowly circle your<br />
nipples.  They become erect and firm quickly at the touch.<br />
He slowly encases the nipples between his first and second<br />
finger and begins to squeeze the mounds of flesh and as he<br />
does he presses his fingers firmly around the nipples and<br />
pinches them hard.  As you moan from the pain and pleasure<br />
this brings you, he pulls his hands from your breasts, still<br />
keeping the nipples pressed firmly between his two sets of<br />
fingers and extends the breast outward.  He holds this<br />
pressure on your now tender nipples for a full thirty<br />
seconds or more, as he does, he compress the tits tighter<br />
and tighter, a scream escapes your mouth, but the gag makes<br />
it come out sounding like only a moan.  You feel as though<br />
your breasts are being pulled off and your nipples are being<br />
pinched in a vice.  Finally he releases both breasts and<br />
slowly his fingers move lightly over the tips.  Slowly he<br />
flicks the nipples back and forth then rubs them lightly.<br />
        His hands move down your body now to the top of your<br />
opened mound.  Slowly they twirl around through your pubic<br />
hair and then slide into your opened lips.  They probe and<br />
poke until they finally enter you.  Three fingers at once.<br />
They press in and out of you.  Involuntarily your hips rock<br />
back and forth.  Your nether lips, with a mind of their own,<br />
try to pull the fingers invading them, deeper and deeper<br />
into you.  As your rocking motion increases, it is obvious<br />
you are nearing climax the fingers are withdrawn and you<br />
again, are left without any touching.  You moan through your<br />
gag, pleading without words to be finished off.  But it does<br />
not happen.<br />
        You begin to move your knees closer together in the<br />
hopes to satisfy yourself by pressing your thigh tightly<br />
together.  As you press your legs closer, you suddenly feel<br />
a sharp sting to your still opened pussy.  The fingers slap<br />
in between the lips and catch your clit, causing you pain<br />
and yet an excitement you had never felt before rush through<br />
your wet pussy.  Again a resounding smack hits your tender,<br />
wanting pussy and you quickly spread your legs open wide<br />
again.<br />
        Slowly, methodically the fingers find your clit and<br />
begin to rub it harshly.  Faster and harder until you are<br />
rocking with the pleasure it brings, you are so near climax<br />
now you can hardly stand it.  But the fingers, as if knowing<br />
and sensing your level of excitement, are withdrawn again.<br />
        Your frustration is mounting now and you can feel tears<br />
coming down your cheeks under your hooded head.<br />
        Slowly you are pulled up from your kneeling position,<br />
after being left along for a good five minutes in your<br />
frustration.  Once on your feet, you are pulled by the elbow<br />
and begin to walk slowly in the direction you are led.<br />
Taking the first few steps carefully, for you are stiff from<br />
having knelt for so long.<br />
        You are led into another room and your hands are<br />
uncuffed.  You do not struggle now, you are not certain if<br />
it is because you know it will do no good, or if it is<br />
because you are enjoying the activities.  A leather cuff is<br />
wrapped around each wrist.  Your hands are then pulled in<br />
front of you and you feel them pushed together and hear a<br />
click.  You realize they are snapped together firmly now.<br />
        Next you feel them being pulled upwards, until they are<br />
extended over your head.  You hear another click and then<br />
feel your wrists straining within the straps around them as<br />
you are pulled upward toward the ceiling so only your toes<br />
touch the floor.<br />
        The hands now rub gently down your body until they<br />
reach your ankles and you hear a click and then another and<br />
feel the ankle straps being removed.  They are quickly<br />
replaced with another set of straps and you feel a bar<br />
between your feet being pressed open further and further,<br />
forcing your legs wide.<br />
        You can feel hands now on your back and also on your<br />
front.  Slowly they knead and tease your flesh.  When you<br />
attempt to wiggle you find you can not move hardly at all.<br />
Your legs, secured between the spreader bar have been also<br />
attached to, by a short chain, hooks in the floor.  All you<br />
can move is your hips and only those can be moved slightly.<br />
        The fingers probe and dig at your flesh.  Finally one<br />
set of hands finds your breasts and begins to rub and<br />
squeeze them, while the other set of fingers finds your<br />
opened pussy and begins to rub and press deep within you.<br />
Your clit getting more attention, causing you to thrash<br />
about as much as your bonds permit.  As you reach closer and<br />
closer to the edge the fingers at your breasts become more<br />
attentive to your nipples only and then begin to pinch them<br />
firmly and hard.  The pain careens through your body from<br />
the severe manner your tits are being used and much to your<br />
surprise the excitement finds your pussy and brings you even<br />
closer to the edge.  Just then all the action stops and you<br />
thrust forward in the hopes to find the fingers that were<br />
fucking you and have them satisfy your much needed desire.<br />
        You hear the door close suddenly and then silence<br />
encases your very body.  You are left hanging there in this<br />
room.  Your thoughts wander, you wonder if you are going to<br />
be left in this manner.  You wonder if they have finished<br />
with you or lost interest, though you can not quite believe<br />
this.  You think about the fact if you are found by the<br />
police or someone else you would be humiliated beyond belief<br />
and want to die.<br />
        The door finally swings open and creaks when it does.<br />
You hear movement near you then feel the hands tugging at<br />
your ankles.  Your feet are freed suddenly then you feel<br />
your body being lowered and your feet become firmly<br />
flattened to the floor.  You are pulled forward, your hands<br />
still clipped at the wrist and you step slightly forward.<br />
Your hands are now released and then you feel a strap being<br />
placed around your forearm and one around your upper arm.<br />
You are then forced to place your hands behind your back and<br />
the clicking sound is heard again, again and finally one<br />
last time.  When you attempt to move your hands you discover<br />
your arms are crossed behind your back and the wrist cuffs<br />
have been attached to the cuffs on your forearms.  A leather<br />
strap that crosses your back holds your upper arms back<br />
firmly.<br />
        You can envision the sight you must be.  Totally nude,<br />
dripping wet between your legs, your breasts forced outward<br />
from your arms being pulled behind you.<br />
        You are pushed from behind again and start to walk<br />
slowly forward, being guided by the firm hand at your back.<br />
You are led into a room where the floor is cold to your feet<br />
and the firm hand presses onto your shoulder and pushes you<br />
downward.  You knee, being helped by the hand at your<br />
shoulder.  You recognize the feel of the floor to be that of<br />
tile.  You can not figure out why you have been moved, but<br />
then you do not have any say in the matter anyway.<br />
        Slowly you are pushed forward from the back of the<br />
head, until you bend at the waist and your face touches the<br />
floor.  Your ass jetting into the air.  You are held firmly<br />
by one set of hands in this position.<br />
        You can feel someone behind you and with a start you<br />
lurch forward slightly when you feel fingers pressing in<br />
between your asscheeks.  The fingers find your puckered hole<br />
and you can feel them lubricate the outside, slowly,<br />
teasingly.  Finally one slides into your virgin ass and<br />
moves around in a circle, then the second one is forced into<br />
you.  You can feel the pain and thrust yourself forward<br />
trying to avoid the probing fingers.  As you do, a harsh,<br />
resounding slap comes down on your right ass cheek.  You<br />
thwart your own movement and wait.  The fingers move in and<br />
out of you slowly, then around inside you in a circle.  They<br />
are then pulled out and you can feel your puckered hole<br />
still slightly open from the pressure they caused.<br />
        You have no idea what is going on now.  You have never<br />
experienced anything like this before.  Up until now, your<br />
life has been fairly straight, simple sex, nothing unusual.<br />
More like a slam, bam, thank you ma&#8217;am type of activity.<br />
But now, with your eyes shielded from outside things, you<br />
feel everything and all things are heightened to your being.<br />
Your nerves feel as though they are on the edge all the<br />
time.  You are afraid and yet, at the same time, desire to<br />
be led down this path of frenzied passion.  Even the pain<br />
inflicted on you thus far has not bothered you that much,<br />
for it seems to enhance the pleasure you experience even<br />
more.<br />
        You can feel something firm pressing at your puckered<br />
hole now.  Slowly it is pushed into you.  You scream through<br />
your gagged mouth as it is forced deeper inside.  Ever so<br />
slowly it is pressed forward.  Finally, you feel as though<br />
you are filled to your neck and the pressure of the pushing<br />
stops.  Next you can feel the warm liquid slowly flushing<br />
into your bowel area.  You realize, at long last, that you<br />
are being given an enema.  You have not experienced this<br />
ever, but the flow of the warm water flushing into you makes<br />
you even more excited. You wish someone would touch your<br />
clit and your pussy.  But it does not happen.<br />
        The water fills you.  You can feel the pressure<br />
building within you and you feel your stomach becoming<br />
bloated from the water flowing into you.  When the sensation<br />
turns from a warm feeling within your bowel to pain you move<br />
about slowly.  This action brings another sound, harsh, slap<br />
to your left ass cheek.  Finally the water stops and the<br />
nozzle of the enema bag is pulled from you ever so slowly.<br />
This action is erotic to you and you can feel your pussy<br />
throbbing with eagerness to be satisfied.  The enema hose<br />
nozzle is quickly replaced by a thick plug, which is pressed<br />
firmly into your puckered hole.  You are held in this<br />
position for what seems to be forever.  The pressure is<br />
building within your bowel and the butt plug in your is<br />
causing you pain.  Your clit is pulsating from these<br />
sensations, inspite of or because of all of this.<br />
        After ten minutes you are pulled upward and then<br />
pressed down in a seated position.  You realize as soon as<br />
the hands begin to press you downward you are going to sit<br />
on the toilet and be permitted to relieve yourself.  You can<br />
feel the hand press between your spread legs and tug at the<br />
plug pushed into you.<br />
        When you have finished you are pulled up and with a<br />
simple movement you are lifted into the tub.  The water hits<br />
your body, first running cold and sending chills through<br />
you, then turning to warm.  You are washed down by two sets<br />
of hands, then lifted once again, stood outside the tub and<br />
you feel the towels drying you off, one in front and one<br />
behind.<br />
        You feel something being pressed to your right ear,<br />
through you hood, hear a click and then a voice.  &#8220;We shall<br />
remove your gag if you promise not to scream or talk.  If<br />
you promise shake your head up and down.  If you do scream<br />
or talk, the gag will be replaced and you will pay dearly<br />
for it.&#8221;  The gruff, raspy voice hissed through the tape<br />
recorder.  You quickly nod your head up and down in<br />
compliance.  You feel fingers at the back of your head and<br />
the pressure of the leather strap is released.  The fingers<br />
probe your mouth carefully and tug at the soft ball and pull<br />
it slowly from behind your teeth, over your lips and out.<br />
        You swallow quickly and hard.  Then a glass is pressed<br />
to your slightly parted lips and you open to receive the<br />
contents.  The cold water washes through your mouth down<br />
your dry throat, giving you some relief.<br />
        You are then pulled forward and you walk slowly as you<br />
are guided from the room.  Again your hands and arms are<br />
unhooked and reattached in front of you.  They are then<br />
pulled upward toward the ceiling and before you even realize<br />
it you are secured in the same manner as before receiving<br />
your first enema.<br />
        Another drink is offered you.  This time it tastes<br />
somewhat sour.  You recognize the taste quickly to be orange<br />
juice.  The entire glass is slowly emptied into your mouth.<br />
        Fingers begin to probe at your spread pussy again.  You<br />
moan as they find your clit and begin to slowly tease it<br />
until it is erect and firm.  Slowly the fingers slide into<br />
your canal and press deep into you.  You moan again and<br />
attempt to thrust your hips forward.<br />
        You feel something being pressed to your mouth.  You do<br />
not know what it is but when the fingers reach for your chin<br />
you open your mouth without further encouragement.  The item<br />
is pressed in and then a strap secures it in place behind<br />
your head.  It is shaped like a penis, small and rubber.<br />
        You are left hanging for several minutes now, without<br />
anyone touching you.  You do not know if your captures are<br />
even in the room or not, but you did not hear the door<br />
close, so you assume they are.  You suddenly feel a moisture<br />
on your pubic mound.  Then the fingers begin to massage over<br />
your mound slowly and carefully.  Finally you feel something<br />
pulling lightly at the hair and this is when you realize<br />
they are shaving your pussy clean of hair.  You want to<br />
scream, you could jerk away, but fear being cut by the razor<br />
if you do, so you stay perfectly still, hating, deep down<br />
what they are doing to you.  Finally you feel a warm cloth<br />
rub over your pubic mound then fingers soaked with oil<br />
rubbing gently over your now very sensitive pussy.  Slowly<br />
they work the oil into the freshly shaved area. Every so<br />
often the fingers press down between the spread open lips<br />
and tease at your erect clit, then back up to pet the oil<br />
into your shaved pussy.<br />
        You have seen women with a shaved pussy before.  You<br />
thought they looked like little girls and knew you would<br />
never do this to yourself.  It is embarrassing to be a full<br />
grown woman of twenty eight and have your pussy look like<br />
that of a child of ten or so.  You figured women did this<br />
only to try to recapture their youth, not realizing the<br />
sexual pleasure it could bring.  You still have not realized<br />
the sexual pleasure it could bring, but before this long,<br />
holiday weekend is over you shall.<br />
        You feel fingers reaching up and playing with your<br />
nipples.  Quickly they react and become hard to the<br />
touching.  While the fingers play with the right nipple, the<br />
other hand squeezes your breast from the base and forces the<br />
nipple to protrude even more.  Suddenly a pinching is felt<br />
on the nipple and you moan a scream through the gag in your<br />
mouth.  The hands pull away but the pinching continues.  The<br />
left breast and nipple are played with in the same manner<br />
and then the pinching starts to it also.  The pinching is<br />
not severe, even less severe than the pinching from your<br />
captures fingers, but it is constant and does hurt some.<br />
The hands pull away from you and your nipples continue to<br />
pinch, causing you even more excitement in your nether<br />
region.  The pressure is unbelievable to you, for you never<br />
knew you could become so stimulated from your nipples being<br />
pinched firmly and constantly.<br />
        Next a wide belt is placed around your waist.  You can<br />
feel, what you can only describe as a tail hanging from the<br />
back of it, swinging into your asscheeks as it is let loose<br />
by your captures hands.  The belt is tightened around your<br />
waist, not too tight but firmly so it has no movement.<br />
        Fingers begin to probe your freshly shaved pussy.  The<br />
touch, at first, sends waves of stimulation through your<br />
body.  Slowly they rub over your clit then into your<br />
dripping hole.  They are quickly replaced by a thick, but<br />
short inflexible cock.  You recognize the feel immediately<br />
as a dildo with knobs all over it.  It is pressed into you<br />
slowly then pulled out then back in and out again.  Finally<br />
after three more strokes it is pulled out completely.  You<br />
thrust your body forward to try to capture it with your<br />
pussy lips and hold it within you but thrash against the<br />
empty air.<br />
        You feel the thick short cock being pressed into your<br />
ass pucker now.  You tighten your body as it presses into<br />
the outside of the virgin hole.  A series of harsh slaps<br />
come to your freshly shaved pussy lips.  You attempt to<br />
relax, and as you do, the spanking to your pussy stops.  The<br />
dildo is slowly, but firmly pressed into your ass.  It feels<br />
so big inside you, you feel as though it is ripping your<br />
apart.  After the first initial pain subsides, you then just<br />
feel full within your ass.<br />
        Fingers play with your pinching nipples to heighten the<br />
sensation of them.  The pain you felt now streaks through<br />
them again, as the fingers draw attention to them.<br />
        You feel another firm, long hard cock being pressed<br />
into your spread open pussy.  Slowly it is teased in and out<br />
of you and finally you explode with your first orgasm.  Your<br />
body shaking uncontrollably from the tremor of the orgasm.<br />
Again the cock is thrust deep within you.  You can feel the<br />
two artificial cocks touching each other through your thin<br />
wall.  Once it is pressed deep within you it is left and no<br />
further action is taken with it.<br />
        You feel full and stuffed in each hole now.  You are<br />
still excited and can feel the building of another orgasm<br />
flowing through your body.<br />
        A finger reaches out and begins to massage the tip of<br />
your clit.  It rubs the head thoroughly then around the<br />
outside then pulls away.  Suddenly you can feel the heat<br />
spreading from your clit, as the cream that your capture<br />
just rubbed there gets warmer and warmer.  You moan from the<br />
impact this has on your body and you feel a second orgasm<br />
rush through your body.<br />
        Then you feel the hands press between your legs again<br />
and you hear and feel the hum of the vibrating dildo pressed<br />
into your pussy.  Another set of hands pushes the dildo in<br />
your ass in deeper and the vibration begins from it also.<br />
The leather strap that had hit your buttocks now is pressed<br />
between your legs and forces both hard cocks deeper into you<br />
and is fastened to the front of the belt around your waist.<br />
        You move from one orgasm to another, stimulated by the<br />
artificial, vibrating cocks within you and the heat cream on<br />
your clit.  Fingers flick at your pinched tits and this<br />
sends you into a wave of orgasms.  Your body is dripping wet<br />
from the perspiration.  You hear the door open and close and<br />
you are left hanging there brought from one orgasm to<br />
another to another.<br />
        After a very long time to you, but in reality only<br />
about an hour, you hear the door open again and feel the<br />
strap being undone from the waist belt.  Slowly it is thread<br />
back between your legs and then the dildo in your pussy is<br />
turned off then the one in your ass.  You are unhooked and<br />
your arms are secured behind you once again and led slowly<br />
from the room.  The dildos still seated deep within you.<br />
        You are so tired from the orgasmic pleasures you can<br />
hardly walk.  Suddenly you are lifted into someone&#8217;s arm and<br />
carried.  You are placed on a bed on your back.  Your hands<br />
are unhooked then hooked to the head of the bed.  Slowly the<br />
dildos are pulled from you.  You suddenly feel empty and<br />
open.  Your feet are pulled wide apart and attached to the<br />
foot of the bed.  You suddenly feel someone between your<br />
legs and slowly you can feel a cock being pressed into your<br />
well used pussy.  Slowly the cock pumps in and out of you,<br />
until finally as you are about to erupt with another orgasm,<br />
you feel the cock swell and the hot cream fills you.<br />
        After a few more hard, fast strokes inside you the limp<br />
member is pulled out and the capture moves over your leg and<br />
lays on the bed on your right side.  You think it is over,<br />
but suddenly you feel the presence of your other capture<br />
between your legs.  His cock is thick and hurts when he<br />
pushes into you.  He slams it in and out of you, as though<br />
he was in a big hurry to achieve his goal.  Faster and hard,<br />
deeper and deeper, then you feel yourself tighten around the<br />
cock and another orgasm flushes through your body.  He<br />
continues to beat his cock in and out of you for several<br />
minutes more, bringing you to yet another orgasm, then you<br />
feel his hot cream shot into you.  As it does, he thrusts<br />
even hard and deeper into you, until his member is limp.<br />
Finally he withdraws and rolls over to your left side and<br />
lays on the bed.  A hand reaches to your nipples and the<br />
pinching devices are removed.  You all sleep soundly, you<br />
especially, for it is the first time you have ever been so<br />
filled and fulfilled sexually.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[        For as long as I remember, the thought of being the &#8220;victim&#8221; was
always exciting. And during my childhood, there were people around me that
made this desire even more real. I was eleven when the first real thoughts
came to my mind.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        For as long as I remember, the thought of being the &#8220;victim&#8221; was<br />
always exciting. And during my childhood, there were people around me that<br />
made this desire even more real. I was eleven when the first real thoughts<br />
came to my mind.<br />
        You could say I was a loner at that age. Few of the other girls were<br />
really interested in being my friend. It didn&#8217;t help that both my mother and<br />
father were alcoholics and the whole town knew it. So, I spent alot of time<br />
alone. My parents were brutal to me at times, locking me in my room, going<br />
without dinner, leaving me for hours on end. But, there was one person who<br />
would come over and play. His name was Mark. And, at this time, he was just<br />
turning fourteen.<span id="more-48"></span><br />
        He would watch for when my parents left the house and would come over,<br />
sometimes helping me with my homework, sometimes just playing a board game.<br />
A couple of times my parents came home and found Mark in the house, but, they<br />
were usually too drunk to say anything. Finally, in early October, Mark had<br />
gotten the courage to ask my parents whether it would be alright to watch me<br />
after school. Since there had been a little tussle between them and the local<br />
juvenile authorities about leaving me alone, they were all too glad to accept<br />
his offer.<br />
        It wasn&#8217;t as though I was incapable of taking care of myself. For that<br />
matter, there were very few people that even thought I was eleven. I was just<br />
over five feet tall, rather pretty, and well proportioned. My blone hair was<br />
just below my shoulders. And developmentally, I was definitely becoming a<br />
woman. Though they weren&#8217;t large, my breasts were in form, with small pea-<br />
sized nipples that I was quite proud of.<br />
        All in all, however, it was good to have company like Mark.</p>
<p>        One afternoon, Mark had arrived at my house even before I had gotten<br />
home from school. When I walked into the house, he had stopped at the store<br />
and had bought us milk and cookies. Eagerly, I put my coat into my room and<br />
returned to the kitchen where I joined him. As we ate, Mark seemed to be pre-<br />
occupied with a thought.</p>
<p>        &#8220;What are you thinking about ?&#8221; I asked him.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Aw, nothin.&#8221; he replied.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Come on&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Oh, allright.&#8221; he said, finishing the last of his milk. &#8220;I was reading<br />
this book that my father had, and it was about a guy who took this woman pri-<br />
soner.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yea&#8230;&#8221; I asked, as he drifted off in thought again.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Cari, have you ever thought of being captured, and being someone&#8217;s<br />
prisoner ?&#8221; he said, looking deadly serious.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Uh, no.&#8221; I answered, just a little scared at the thought of it. &#8220;Why<br />
do you ask ?&#8221;</p>
<p>        He thought for a moment. &#8220;We can try playing a game like that if you<br />
want to.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Now it was my turn to think. &#8220;What did this guy do to the woman ?&#8221;</p>
<p>        Mark seemed to be getting uncomfortable. &#8220;It&#8217;s hard to explain.&#8221; he<br />
said, &#8220;I would really have to show you.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Again, I thought. Mark was always there for me, never asking for any-<br />
thing, and just wanting to be my friend. I really didn&#8217;t see any reason for<br />
me to worry, besides, it had been pretty boring around here.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ok, lets play.&#8221; I said.</p>
<p>        A smile came over Mark&#8217;s face. &#8220;Great !&#8221; and with that, he got up<br />
from the table and went to the cabinet under the sink, where there was some<br />
cord wound in a ball.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Whats that for ?&#8221; I asked him.</p>
<p>        &#8220;You&#8217;ll see.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Mark asked me to get changed out of my school clothes and into some-<br />
thing old. So, looking in my closet, I found an old brown safari dress that<br />
buttoned down the front. I quickly put it on and re-joined him in the living<br />
room.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Now what ?&#8221; I asked.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ok, make believe you are watching TV and I&#8217;ll sneak into the house<br />
and get you.&#8221; he said, smiling.</p>
<p>        Mark quietly left the room, and I went over to the TV, turning it on,<br />
then sitting on the couch, pretended I was all alone. I was a little scared,<br />
but, at the same time, was a little excited. Suddenly, Mark grabbed me from<br />
behind the couch, his hand on my throat.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Don&#8217;t move, or I&#8217;ll kill you.&#8221; he said, in a frightening voice.</p>
<p>        I sat motionless on the couch. He moved to the front of me, then<br />
pushed me down into a laying position. He scooped me up from the couch, very<br />
gently carrying me into the kitchen.</p>
<p>        While I had been changing, he had cleared the table. He carried me to<br />
the empty table and put me down.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Make believe you passed out.&#8221; he said, so I closed my eyes.</p>
<p>        He picked up my right arm, and dropped it. Remembering I was supposed<br />
to be passed out, I let it fall to my side. As I peeked one eye open, I could<br />
see Mark was smiling. He went to my feet, then pulled me down towards him,<br />
until he had centered me on the table top. He moved to my head and took my arms<br />
and placed them over my head, spread to each corner of the table. A moment<br />
later, I could feel the cord being wrapped around my left wrist. I heard a pair<br />
of scissors snipping at the cord, then watched out of squinted eyes as he tied<br />
the end to the table leg.</p>
<p>        Mark did the same to my other wrist, just as quickly and silently. I<br />
heard him walk to the bottom of the table, then felt his hands wrap around my<br />
slender ankles. Slowly, he spread my legs wide apart. I could feel the cool<br />
October air rush up between my legs. He slipped off my shoes and socks. I had<br />
wanted to say something, but, I was becoming more excited as he went along. I<br />
felt the cord wrap around my right ankle, then my left. He tied each end to the<br />
table leg. And when he was through, I was lying there, spread eagled on the<br />
kitchen table.</p>
<p>        I went to move, but found that Mark had tied me much tighter than I<br />
had expected. I opened my eyes and Mark was standing over me. I was totally<br />
defensless to his every desire, and that was giving me a tingling sensation<br />
in the pit of my stomach down between my legs. Silently, Mark reached to the<br />
top button of my dress, and unbuttoned it.</p>
<p>        &#8220;MARK !&#8221; I said, rather pissed off. Mark stood there with a look of<br />
disappointment on his face.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Come on, it&#8217;s only a game.&#8221; he said.</p>
<p>        I looked at him, then lowered my head back to the table. Ok, I had<br />
thought to myself, &#8216;let&#8217;s see how far this goes.&#8217;</p>
<p>        He reached for the second button, and slowly unbuttoned it. He con-<br />
tinued, until the dress was completely unbuttoned. I could feel the coolness<br />
of the air brushing against the small line of now exposed skin between the<br />
flaps of my dress. I was becoming more frightened, and more excited, the tin-<br />
gling became more intense. Slowly, he slid his hands inside of my dress, part-<br />
ing the material. Beneath the dress I was wearing a training bra, which, bec-<br />
ause of my size, wasn&#8217;t covering much, and a pair of white cotton panties. The<br />
cool air was taking it&#8217;s toll on my nipples, which were hardening under the<br />
strain of the flimsy bra.</p>
<p>        I looked up at Mark. He had this weird look on his face. His hand moved<br />
to my heaving breast. He gently caressed the rock hard nipple with his palm. It<br />
felt incredible, like an electric shock through my body. I moaned. Mark then<br />
took the scissors in his hand, and inserted the blade into the sleeve of the<br />
dress, cutting it to the collar. He went to the other sleeve, doing the same<br />
thing, then, putting the scissors down onto the table, he pulled the remains<br />
of the dress from off of my now shivering body, leaving only in bra and pant-<br />
ies.</p>
<p>        Mark didn&#8217;t stop there. He picked up the scissors again, and inserted<br />
the blade into the strap of my bra. With a quick snip, it was cut. And, in a<br />
moment later, so was the other. He slid the blade between mt breasts, and a<br />
snip, and my bra was in pieces. This too, he pulled from my body. His hands<br />
moved to the small mounds of my breasts. I instinctively tried to move my<br />
arm to push his hand away, but, I was unable to move. I began to squirm and<br />
struggle at the cord that bound me, but, it was no use. The sight of me str-<br />
uggling made Mark even more excited. He took the nipple of my left breast be-<br />
tween his thumb and forefinger, pinching it slightly. I bit my lip in pain,<br />
but, didn&#8217;t cry out. My toes arched outward, my ankles struggling at the cord.</p>
<p>        Mark moved his lips to my right breast, taking my nipple into his<br />
mouth. I had never felt this way before. There was a burning between my legs,<br />
one that seemed to get worse every moment that passed. His hand moved to the<br />
softness of my stomach, his finger toying at my belly button, which protruded<br />
slightly. Then his hand moved lower, to the waistband of my panties. His hand<br />
slid beneath them, down to my hairless cunny. He slid his finger over my small<br />
opening, gently massaging the soft petals of my cunny lips.</p>
<p>        Playing with myself was nothing new for me. It was a way of passing the<br />
time when I was alone. But, with Mark touching the spot that had only previ-<br />
ously been touched by me was even more exciting. I felt his finger part my<br />
small petals to my tight little hole. His finger darted in and out, but, it was<br />
just too tight for him.</p>
<p>        He slid his hand out from my panties, and raised his head. By this<br />
time, I was well on my way to coming. He picked up the scissors again and<br />
slid the blade beneath the waistband of my panties to the side. He snipped,<br />
the material giving way easily, then he snipped the other side, pulling the<br />
panties from me with the other hand. Mark then got on the table, straddling<br />
me. He outstreached his arms to my bound wrists, carressing me from my arms,<br />
to my breasts, then sliding off the end of the table, moving down my body to<br />
my ankles. He slowly moved his tongue to my ankle, then licking upward, worked<br />
his way up my leg, to the inner part of my thigh, finding my pussy open to his<br />
attack.</p>
<p>        I felt that I was losing my mind. My hips gyrated to each move of his<br />
tongue. He licked my small hole, down as far as he could, then moved upward<br />
once again. He darted his tongue to the entry of my virgin puss, gaining a<br />
little. Then I came. I began to writhe on top of the table, being held only<br />
by the cord. I felt the perspiration all over my body. Mark stopped, worried<br />
that perhaps he had hurt me, but, seeing the expression on my face, he knew<br />
all too well that I was thoroughly enjoying it.</p>
<p>        He moved from the table, then began to open his pants. I began to get<br />
frightened once again, for I had never seen the private parts of any boy<br />
before. In a moment, he stood naked from the waist down. He moved to where my<br />
head was, brushed the hair that was sticking to my cheek away, then placed his<br />
dick close to my mouth.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Open.&#8221; he said.</p>
<p>        Obiediently, I opened my mouth. There was a clear fluid coming from the<br />
head, which tasted salty, but, not too unpleasant.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Suck on it.&#8221; he commanded.</p>
<p>        I closed my lips around the head of his cock. He pushed foward, slip-<br />
ping his shaft into my mouth. I sucked hard, but, was careful not to bite him.<br />
Several times he thrust himself deeply, almost choking me. He continued to<br />
move in an in and out motion. I felt him getting harder, his dick throbbing in<br />
my mouth. He moved his hand to my breast, massaging it gently. I continued to<br />
suck.</p>
<p>        When he came, it was a surprise. I felt the hot sticky liquid shoot to<br />
the back of my throat. I felt myself gagging, but fought desperately not to<br />
let it show. I was exhausted, feeling my arms and legs aching. Mark pulled his<br />
now limp cock from my mouth. I laid back on the table, no longer struggling at<br />
the cords.</p>
<p>        Mark moved quickly, cutting the cords from my wrists and ankles, then<br />
cutting what was left off of the table legs. He took the cord and what remained<br />
of my clothing and placed it into a trash bag. He moved to the side of the<br />
table and picked me up, carrying my limp, exhausted body to my room. He laid<br />
me on my bed, then left the room for a moment. When he returned, he had his<br />
clothes in his hand, as well as the K-Y Jelly from the bathroom.</p>
<p>        He climbed onto the bed with me. I had enough, but, was too weak to<br />
fight him off. He slid himself between my legs, then laid on top of me. I<br />
could feel the head of his cock pressed against my virgin pussy. He slowly<br />
pushed. His hand was aligning him, but, I was still too tight for him. I<br />
spread my legs as far apart as I could, but still, no luck.</p>
<p>        Mark then laid on his side, laying my legs across him. He took the<br />
K-Y Jelly and spread it over the once again throbbing head of his cock. He<br />
took what remained on his finger and slid it to my hairless cunny. His finger,<br />
with the added lubrication began to slip into my tight hole. He coated the<br />
inside of my pussy with the Jelly, then moved himself into position. As his<br />
cock pressed to my cunny hole, I could feel the head slowly going into me. It<br />
was a little painful, but, I lay there, motionless. He pushed again, I could<br />
feel the small head of his dick inside me now. Instad of pulling out, Mark<br />
continued pushing foward, going deeper inside of me. He reached my hymen, and<br />
with a thrust, took my virginity. I cried out in pain, but, Mark was too wrap-<br />
ped up in the whole thing to pay any attention.</p>
<p>        He cupped his hand over my mouth to stop any more of my crying. He<br />
began to thrust deeper, moving rythmically. Soon, it began to feel good. I<br />
could feel the burning once again deep inside of me. My hips began to follow<br />
Mark&#8217;s rythmn, to the point that at each thrust, he was buried inside of me.<br />
I came first, jerking around the bed as though I were in a spasm. Mark&#8217;s<br />
hand moved to my breast again, pinching at my nipple. The pain was causing me<br />
to move into still another orgasm. I arched my legs up. Mark pulled out only<br />
for a moment, then positioned himself between my legs, lying on top of me. He<br />
took my legs and pushed them upward, till my knees were almost touching my<br />
shoulders. He went inside me again, pushing hard. He continued onward, till I<br />
could feel his dick spasming inside of me, which made me come once again. When<br />
he was through, he fell lifeless on top of me, both of us being exhausted. We<br />
finally got up the strength to get up and dress, clearing up the house just<br />
in time for my parents arrival.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[     It&#8217;s been close to a year since I met Tiffany.  Our meeting
was rather bizarre (ain&#8217;t it amazing what Greyhound can do for
your sex life?) and we&#8217;d done some rather strange things with
each other (like a different kind of synchronized swimming) so we
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     It&#8217;s been close to a year since I met Tiffany.  Our meeting<br />
was rather bizarre (ain&#8217;t it amazing what Greyhound can do for<br />
your sex life?) and we&#8217;d done some rather strange things with<br />
each other (like a different kind of synchronized swimming) so we<br />
decided to actually start dating.  We decided that it would be a<br />
somewhat non-exclusive relationship but we wound up seeing each<br />
other more than other people.</p>
<p>     She called me one afternoon.  It was the day after my birth-<br />
day and she wanted to do something.  I suggested a trip to Niaga-<br />
ra Falls.  It is one of my favorite places to go.  She agreed and<br />
said she&#8217;d be over in about 10 minutes.<span id="more-47"></span></p>
<p>     I got dressed and stepped out onto my porch to wait for her.<br />
It was positively beautiful outside.  The temperature was about<br />
72 degrees with light, cool breeze.  Figuring it would be colder<br />
by the water, I went inside and got my wind breaker, slung it<br />
over my shoulder, and resumed my position on the porch.</p>
<p>     She pulled up a few minutes later in her bright red 1990<br />
Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme.  I hopped in, we exchanged the pre-<br />
liminary tonsil hockey-style kiss and we were off like prom<br />
dresses.</p>
<p>     As we got on our way, I glanced over at her and checked out<br />
her attire.  It was always an adventure to check out what Tiffany<br />
was wearing, and today was absolutely no exception.  She had on a<br />
pair of short white shorts and a dark blue tube top.  She had a<br />
blouse in the back seat to put on for when we went walking.  I<br />
removed my sunglasses because the windows in her car were<br />
tinted.</p>
<p>     She noticed me checking her out and said, &#8220;Like the<br />
outfit?&#8221;</p>
<p>     I replied, &#8220;Oh yeah, you&#8217;ve got the body for it&#8221; and gave<br />
her an affectionate caress on her smooth thigh.  Her body shud-<br />
dered slightly and she let out a small moan.  She must have been<br />
real horny if just a caress turned her on.</p>
<p>     We were half way there when we turned onto a country road.<br />
There were no other cars on it, just ours.  We were stopped at a<br />
red light when I got a crazy idea.  In one quick motion, I undid<br />
my seatbelt, leaned towards her, yanked her tube top down a bit<br />
exposing her gorgeous boobs, and started sucking on her right<br />
one.  She gasped as she wasn&#8217;t expecting this while we were in<br />
the car and especially while she was driving.  The light turned<br />
green and she hit the gas.  She was going faster than usual<br />
because of the ecstasy she was feeling from me sucking on her<br />
rather sensitive nipples.</p>
<p>     Now it is not advisable to do things like this while driving<br />
because you can crash.  However, the road was pretty straight and<br />
car-free, so I didn&#8217;t think it mattered.  It was a bit difficult<br />
for me to maintain my position because of the bumps in the road.<br />
Plus her arms sort of blocked me because she had to keep her<br />
hands on the wheel.</p>
<p>     She finally couldn&#8217;t take anymore and breathily said, &#8220;I&#8217;ve<br />
got an&#8230;uh&#8230;idea.&#8221;</p>
<p>     We turned off onto a dirt road leading to a somewhat wooded<br />
area.  She turned off the car and ripped off her seatbelt.  She<br />
pushed my face away from her tits, pulled the tube top over head<br />
and shunned it to the back seat, grabbed me by the back of the<br />
head, and pulled me hard into her tits.  I sucked with seemingly<br />
reckless abandon on those magnificent tits of hers.  She shook<br />
her head back and forth and moaned loudly in a fit of passion.<br />
She reached her hand down the side of the seat in order to re-<br />
cline it a bit to make herself more comfortable.</p>
<p>     After a few minutes of sheer bliss, I decided to intensi-<br />
fy things.  I used my free hand to work my way down to her shorts<br />
and I started to pull them down.  She raised her hips in order to<br />
help me, but it was a long process because of the position we<br />
were in.  I knew I wasn&#8217;t going to get them all the way down her<br />
legs unless I moved away from her tits (and I had no intention of<br />
doing that) so I stopped when they were just below her knees.  I<br />
did the same thing with her panties.  After what seemed like<br />
forever, I relinquished my grip on those tiny black panties of<br />
hers and ran my hand up the inside of her right thigh until I<br />
reached the intended target.  Through a bit of maneuvering of her<br />
lets, she was able to get the shorts and panties down further.<br />
This gave her the ability to spread her legs more.  The whole<br />
time I was doing this, I alternated sucking on each tit.</p>
<p>     Her pussy was very moist from all the excitement, so I<br />
had no trouble rubbing it.  I took my middle finger and ran it<br />
down almost to her anus and reversed direction just before I got<br />
there.  I parted her nether lips as I ran my finger across her<br />
slit.  Her clit instantly started swelling and throbbing at my<br />
touch, so I paid particular attention to that.  Her moans started<br />
turning into breathy sighs which eventually turned into screams<br />
as I played with her clit with increasing pressure.  I replaced<br />
the fingers on her clit with my thumb so that I could put my<br />
middle finger in her hole.  It was so wet that it made a squish-<br />
ing sound every time I moved in and out.  My ring finger then<br />
joined my middle finger and I was going at a good pace.</p>
<p>     Tiffany, eyes closed, mouth open, screaming, was off in<br />
Never Never land.  Noticing this, I stopped finger-fucking her<br />
and started to spread my two fingers apart inside her.  This gave<br />
her such a shock that it brought her back to reality but she was<br />
still screaming.  Her orgasm was fast approaching and she knew<br />
it!  She started bucking her hips up and down wildly, her knees<br />
hitting the steering wheel occasionally and her not caring.  All<br />
she wanted to do was to release that juice all over my<br />
fingers.</p>
<p>     Just seconds before it happened, she screamed, &#8220;Tooooooo-<br />
ooom, I&#8217;m cu, I&#8217;m cum, I&#8217;m huuuuuuuuuuuuuh!  I&#8217;m<br />
cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuumiiiiiiiiiiing!&#8221;</p>
<p>     As she stuttered to get the words out, I removed my lips<br />
from her tits and went right for her delicious love juice dis-<br />
penser and greedily sucked everything she was offering.  After<br />
all, wouldn&#8217;t want any of it to get on the seats!  <img src='http://sinfultalesblog.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' />   I gobbled<br />
up the last drops and rested my head on her slightly quivering<br />
thighs.</p>
<p>     As she recuperated from her orgasm, I could feel my cock<br />
trying to drill it&#8217;s way out of my shorts.  I needed satisfaction<br />
and I needed it now!  I thought about the possibility of fucking<br />
her in the car but it just wasn&#8217;t doable.  So I looked out the<br />
window to survey the area.  Lots of trees, secluded area, what<br />
looked like soft ground, perfect!</p>
<p>     I explained my idea to Tiffany, removing her shorts and<br />
panties completely as I spoke.  By this time she was so horny<br />
that she said she didn&#8217;t care if we fucked in the passing lane of<br />
the road we were just on, just as long as we fucked and fucked<br />
hard!  So we got out of the car; her completely naked (what a<br />
sight, mmmmmm hmmmmmm) and me still fully dressed.  She went and<br />
opened the trunk and got out a rather thick blanket to lay on the<br />
ground.  She slammed the trunk shut and threw the keys in the<br />
front seat.  We preceded to lay the blanket down on the ground in<br />
front of the car.  At this point she ordered me to take off my<br />
clothes since she was the only one exposing her private parts.  I<br />
had no objections and did so.  She had me lean against the side<br />
of the car and rest my hands on the hood.  She got on her knees<br />
and without uttering a single word, took my raging dick in her<br />
mouth.  She deep-throated me and sucked with a force that rivals<br />
most vacuum cleaners for awhile.  I looked down at her; long,<br />
blonde hair shining in the sun, tan body absolutely glowing, and<br />
ran my fingers through her hair.  She moved her head back and<br />
forth with increasing speed.</p>
<p>     I could feel that all-too-familiar feeling in my balls and<br />
it excited me.  I knew however that I was only gonna have one big<br />
orgasm and, as much as I liked her mouth, didn&#8217;t want to have it<br />
there.  So I grabbed her head firmly but gently letting her know<br />
that I wanted her to stop.  She looked up at me, pre-cum juice<br />
coating her lips, and I said, &#8220;I wanna cum in your pussy.&#8221;</p>
<p>     With that, she easily rolled onto her back from her<br />
current kneeling position, spread her legs wide, and started<br />
rubbing her crotch.  I dropped to my knees, placed her heels on<br />
my shoulders, and guided myself into her.  I was so turned on<br />
that I was literally throbbing.  I had to fuck her slowly at<br />
first otherwise I would have cum right then and there.  But every<br />
time I pushed in, it was hard and went in all the way.  I went as<br />
far in as my long cock would take me.  Every time I did, she<br />
would gasp and moan loudly.  I slowly, and I mean real slowly,<br />
began to pick up the tempo.</p>
<p>     After about five minutes, we were going at it at a tremen-<br />
dous speed.  I was surprised that I hadn&#8217;t cum yet.  But that was<br />
all about to change as my nuts boiled and my dick throbbed even<br />
harder.  I pounded Tiffany with all I had left in me.  Then, as I<br />
was about to cum, she shouted to the whole world that she was<br />
gonna have another orgasm.  Our climaxes came so close together<br />
that we were almost synchronous.  I blasted my juices into her<br />
and her tidal wave of jism engulfed my cock as well.  This con-<br />
tinued for a few minutes until we were both exhausted.</p>
<p>     I slowed down with as much ease as I could and collapsed<br />
on top of her leaving my cock inside her as it began to shrink<br />
back to original size.  We laid that way for a long time, and<br />
eventually were lulled to sleep by the cool breeze that descended<br />
upon us.</p>
<p>     I awoke to a tender kiss from Tiffany and she whispered,<br />
&#8220;happy birthday Tom&#8221; to me.  Who could ask for a better present?<br />
We got up, folded up the blanked, got dressed and headed off for<br />
our original destination, and had a wonderful time.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[A nice evening at her place, I thought as we got out of the
car.  Good wine, a wonderful sex goddess, and a good dinner
lying happily in my stomach.  What else could a man ask for?
&#8220;To fuck like crazed weasels!&#8221;, I muttered as I watched Jennifer
slink up the walkway, with her one flawless leg [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A nice evening at her place, I thought as we got out of the<br />
car.  Good wine, a wonderful sex goddess, and a good dinner<br />
lying happily in my stomach.  What else could a man ask for?<br />
&#8220;To fuck like crazed weasels!&#8221;, I muttered as I watched Jennifer<br />
slink up the walkway, with her one flawless leg catching in the<br />
light from the street light.  &#8220;What&#8217;s that, dear?&#8221; she said,<br />
pivoting to look at me.  A flash of white skin caught the dim<br />
yellow light where the stump I&#8217;d been thinking about through<br />
dinner was.  &#8220;Nothing, I was just muttering to myself.  They<br />
tell me the insanity isn&#8217;t anything to worry about unless I<br />
start st-st-stu-stuttering.&#8221;<span id="more-46"></span></p>
<p>Her infectious laugh filled the still air as we went into her<br />
apartment.  I walked in and took off my shoes and watched as she<br />
placed a crutch tip on either side of her red pump and lifted<br />
her right foot out in one fluid motion.  She was worth another<br />
hungry look in the room light.  That oft-admired bare leg was<br />
perfect right down to the way the toes curved.  Her hips and<br />
backside were pushing against her tight death-by-red dress.  A<br />
bit further up, her full breasts were pressing hard against the<br />
fabric, with firm little points crying out to be touched.  Her<br />
pretty hands flexed around the grips of the aluminum crutches<br />
that helped her look so athletic.</p>
<p>Her eyes sparkled above her wide smile when I finally looked up<br />
at her pretty face.  She turned and hugged me, and said, &#8220;Could<br />
you pour the wine?  There are stem glasses in the cupboard above<br />
and to the left of the sink.&#8221;  She then headed to the sofa as I<br />
uncorked the bottle and found the supplies I needed.</p>
<p>I thought about her as I made busy in the kitchen.  I&#8217;d met her<br />
how long ago?  Was it really only two weeks?  From the first<br />
time I&#8217;d seen her hop past me at the pool, I&#8217;d been addicted.<br />
That stump, ending just above the knee, had just not been out of<br />
my mind since.  But nor had her breasts, her earlobes, her very<br />
fingers &#8211; she was just everywhere!  I&#8217;d almost jumped her in the<br />
Japanese restaurant earlier when, after I gave her right foot a<br />
good massage, she slipped said bare foot up above my ankle and<br />
started rubbing my leg.  Yes, she&#8217;d be a dish in any language,<br />
and that truncated thigh just made it more exotic.</p>
<p>I handed her the glass of chardonnay I was not taking a sip of,<br />
and sat down on her left.  &#8220;That dinner was pretty nice,&#8221; I<br />
said, &#8220;You have good taste.&#8221;  &#8220;So do you; where did you find<br />
this wine?  It&#8217;s splendid!&#8221;  &#8220;Well, I had a recommendation from<br />
a friend who plays wine master, so I can&#8217;t take credit.  But I<br />
am feeling particularly smug about inviting you out tonight.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Well, it&#8217;s about time!  I&#8217;ve been waiting almost forever for<br />
you to decide you didn&#8217;t mind dating a gimp,&#8221; she retorted,<br />
poking me in the shoulder.  &#8220;Heck darlin&#8217;, that&#8217;s almost the<br />
best part,&#8221; grabbing her finger and holding on.  &#8220;Or haven&#8217;t you<br />
been paying attention when I&#8217;ve been staring at you?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;You stare at everything, that&#8217;s why I like you.  So many guys<br />
either think the stump is weird or don&#8217;t mind in theory but have<br />
problems in practice.  You like all of me, and it&#8217;s wonderful.&#8221;<br />
She intertwined her fingers with mine and moved closer.  &#8220;Do you<br />
have plans in the morning?&#8221; she breathed.</p>
<p>I said, &#8220;Well, I was hoping to be here, you wonderful tart!&#8221; and<br />
wrapped my arm around her shoulder, pulling her close for a<br />
kiss.  The kiss that came back was incredible &#8211; I thought my<br />
zipper would split from the force of my erection.  I felt her<br />
breast heaving under my hand as I slipped it down the front of<br />
her dress; the moan I heard when I touched her nipple proved<br />
that she was as horny as I was.  As I undid her buttons to free<br />
those golden globes, I felt her left hand pull out my shirt and<br />
start to explore my back.  Then her right hand moved to meet<br />
mine as she whispered, &#8220;There&#8217;s one more part that needs<br />
attention,&#8221; and she slid my hand down her body to the tip of her<br />
bare stump.</p>
<p>I thought I&#8217;d burst right there.  Her thigh felt firm and smooth<br />
right down to the end, where little undulations indicated where<br />
the sutures had gone when the doctors had finished making her a<br />
uniped.  More low moans came as I explored the scar, and I felt<br />
her reach down to free my penis from its confinement.  Her hand<br />
wrapped around it gently, and she made a pumping motion that<br />
made it even a little more rock-hard than it had been.</p>
<p>Then she stood up and spun around with a little hop.  Hiking her<br />
dress, she lifted her stump out for the kiss it immediately got,<br />
and she pointed it at my penis.  The contact almost sent me to<br />
the moon; I managed to think about multiplication tables long<br />
enough to not ejaculate all over her thigh.  I pulled her down<br />
to straddle me as she hiked her dress.  She said, &#8220;I&#8217;ve wanted<br />
you in me since you smiled at me and told me that dreadful joke<br />
about the one-legged virgin.&#8221;  &#8220;Oh, yeah &#8211; Hopalong Chastity!&#8221; I<br />
managed to grunt as I felt her dampness ensheath my throbbing<br />
member.  &#8220;I thought I&#8217;d either break the ice or get hit by a<br />
crutch.  What an asshole, eh?&#8221;  It was her turn to grunt as she<br />
started to work her hips.  &#8220;No, you&#8217;re a big prick, but that&#8217;s<br />
okay as long as you&#8217;re my prick.&#8221;  I just replied by seeing how<br />
much of Jennifer I could cover with kisses between strokes as my<br />
hands felt her breasts, the tip of her stump, her back, and the<br />
sole of her foot.</p>
<p>Suddenly, it became clear that her dress and my shirt were two<br />
things that needed to be elsewhere, and with some frantic work<br />
we managed to fling them behind us.  Her heaving breasts were a<br />
thing of amazing beauty, and her flat stomach quivered as I ran<br />
my tongue along her cleavage and across her nipples, and I knew<br />
that she was not going to be very long.  I pulled her face down<br />
and sucked on her lips like she&#8217;d done in that mindblowing kiss<br />
at the start, and with her first contraction I felt myself<br />
carried over the edge.  I held what seemed like a couple of<br />
eternities until the wave of orgasm hit me full-force, feeling<br />
like it was going to blow my head off.  We kissed again as she<br />
slumped on top of me, spent.  Reaching for a glass of wine, I<br />
gave it to her, and she sipped and then kissed me again, letting<br />
the fruity fluid run into my mouth, cutting the thick film my<br />
tongue has developed.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, Jennifer,&#8221; I sighed, &#8220;we have got to keep doing this until<br />
we get it right.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Hey, we&#8217;ve got all night, and all day tomorrow, too.  It does<br />
look pretty promising.  Do you suppose it has a chance?&#8221;  At<br />
that point, we started laughing too hard to even tease each<br />
other.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[        The Rainbow Wizard carefully packed away his guitar in its case, and
closed the lid. He hefted the case easily in one hand, and smiled sweetly at
Flower. &#8220;I had a wonderful time this evening,&#8221; he said, &#8220;And I hope that we
can do it again sometime soon.&#8221;
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        The Rainbow Wizard carefully packed away his guitar in its case, and<br />
closed the lid. He hefted the case easily in one hand, and smiled sweetly at<br />
Flower. &#8220;I had a wonderful time this evening,&#8221; he said, &#8220;And I hope that we<br />
can do it again sometime soon.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, I&#8217;d like that,&#8221; Flower replied, picking up her own guitar. &#8220;It<br />
was wonderful meeting you. I was beginning to feel like I wasn&#8217;t going to make<br />
any friends here at all. Well, goodnight!&#8221; With a wave, she turned and was<br />
gone, guitar case banging against her knees as she strode toward the elevator.<br />
        The Rainbow Wizard watched her leave, his smile contemplative in a<br />
manner only practiced by those in the Messiah business. After a long moment,<br />
he sighed gustily and turned to Mary Magdalene, who&#8217;d packed her guitar away<br />
and was standing with her arms crossed, looking at him with an expression that<br />
would curdle fresh milk.<br />
        He smiled at her disarmingly. &#8220;What&#8217;s wrong, my love?&#8221;<br />
        Mary Magdalene didn&#8217;t even wind up. One strong fist came up in a blur<br />
and caught the Rainbow Wizard right in the gut. He stumbled backward one or<br />
two steps with a grunt of pain, stumbled over a coffee table, and fell<br />
backward onto it, then onto the couch behind it, with a clatter.<span id="more-42"></span><br />
        Thud, who was idly playing a round of cribbage with himself in the<br />
corner, raised an eyebrow at that. Definitely unstable, he thought wearily. He<br />
should&#8217;ve seen it coming.<br />
        &#8220;I hope you&#8217;re satisfied,&#8221; Mary Magdalene hissed. &#8220;You fucking lecher!<br />
I&#8217;d rip your nuts off and feed them to the fish, if they&#8217;d eat them!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;What&#8217;s the&#8211;oof&#8211;matter with you, Mary? What&#8217;d I do?&#8221; The Rainbow<br />
Wizard scrambled to his feet clumsily. He ran after Mary Magdalene as she<br />
grabbed her coat and stormed out the front doors of the Habitat, fuming.<br />
        &#8220;Hey, Wiz! What about your guitars?&#8221; Thud called.<br />
        &#8220;Please keep them in your room, Thud. I&#8217;ll retrieve them later. This<br />
is much more important,&#8221; the Rainbow Wizard called over his shoulder. He was<br />
out the door in an instant, gone in a blast of cold air.<br />
        Thud watched them go, and sighed. He began to gather up his cards.<br />
Time to call it a night, I guess, he thought. No more fun stuff to watch.<br />
        Mary Magdalene was walking at full steam, her back stiff and her eyes<br />
straight forward as she crossed the campus, heading for the northern edge of<br />
Arcadia&#8217;s campus. Behind her, the Rainbow Wizard stumbled through the snow,<br />
calling, &#8220;MARY MAGDALENE, WAIT! PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT&#8217;S WRONG!&#8221;<br />
        At those words, Mary Magdalene stopped dead in her tracks and slowly<br />
turned to face the Rainbow Wizard as he caught up with her, panting. The sound<br />
of a party in another of the dorms carried faintly over the snowy field as he<br />
stopped just out of her reach, shivering in the wind.<br />
        &#8220;Tell you what&#8217;s wrong?&#8221; Her whisper was thick with disbelief. &#8220;Tell<br />
you WHAT&#8217;S WRONG? YOU STEAMING SHIT! HOW DARE YOU?&#8221; The whisper turned into a<br />
shriek in the space of a half sentence. &#8220;Do you think I&#8217;m blind? Or just<br />
stupid! I SAW you tonight, the whole fucking NIGHT, drooling all over that<br />
little cunt like a goddamned sled dog in heat! You motherfucking HYPOCRITE!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Mary&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;SHUT UP!&#8221; Her eyes were wild in the dim moonlight, and spittle flew<br />
from her lower lip. She paused for a sobbing breath, and continued in a choked<br />
monotone. &#8220;Three years I sat with you, you son of a bitch. Three YEARS! Every<br />
other girl in the goddamned high school was out having a normal life, going on<br />
dates, having REAL boyfriends, and I just sat in a chair by a hospital bed<br />
waiting for you to open your eyes and tell me you loved me one last time<br />
before you DIED!&#8221; She gasped for breath. &#8220;I watched them open you up and haul<br />
out your insides! I watched them fill you with chemicals and shoot you full of<br />
radiation and I watched your h-h-hair fall out and I listened to them t-tell<br />
m-me that y-y-you were g-g-gonna DIE&#8230;.&#8221; She fell to her knees and buried her<br />
face in her hands, crying hysterically.<br />
        The Rainbow Wizard reached out and gently laid a hand on her shoulder.<br />
She shrugged away from it roughly, not looking up. &#8220;No, don&#8217;t pull away,&#8221; he<br />
said calmly. &#8220;Are you trying to tell me that&#8217;d you&#8217;d rather I&#8217;d died?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No,&#8221; she sighed into her hands, her sobs subsiding a bit.<br />
        &#8220;It sounds that way to me,&#8221; he continued. &#8220;It sounds like you&#8217;re<br />
blaming me for wasting an awful lot of your life that you could have spent<br />
elsewhere, doing other things. If I&#8217;d died&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, shut up,&#8221; Mary Magdalene whispered.<br />
        &#8220;No, I won&#8217;t. This is important to you, or you wouldn&#8217;t have hurt me<br />
that way.&#8221; His tone never wavered, a perfect psychiatrist&#8217;s drone, comforting<br />
and insistent. &#8220;Where would you be if I were dead? Would you be happier?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;N-no.&#8221; Mary Magdalene slowly got to her feet. Her knees were soaked<br />
through and freezing, and she shivered under her coat.<br />
        &#8220;We both know what you did for fun before you and I got together,&#8221; the<br />
Rainbow Wizard said sternly. &#8220;I don&#8217;t consider hanging out at the Palladium<br />
and trying to get into the music business from the mattress up to be a<br />
terribly rewarding future, do you?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;That&#8217;s not FAIR!&#8221; Mary Magdalene sniffled. &#8220;I was making FRIENDS in<br />
the business! I had CONTACTS! I&#8230;I&#8230;.&#8221; Her head came up proudly. &#8220;I gave<br />
some of those visiting musicians the best times they&#8217;d ever HAD!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;And are you a better person for it?&#8221;<br />
        She glared at him, her eyes dark pits of rage.<br />
        &#8220;Why were you so angry at me tonight?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;You know damn well why I was angry at you! Why I&#8217;m STILL angry at<br />
you! Where the hell do you get off doing the romantic warrior routine with<br />
that sawed-off little twat? She&#8217;s NOTHING! Just a stuck-up brat from Crystal<br />
City who seems to think she can just waltz in and waltz out with MY MAN!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Your man?&#8221; His soft voice carried the faintest hint of danger.<br />
        &#8220;You&#8217;re&#8211;damn&#8211;RIGHT!&#8221; She jerked a thumb up, pointing at herself.<br />
&#8220;Stand there and tell yourself you&#8217;d be alive to CHASE that little shit if I<br />
hadn&#8217;t brought you through this! I wouldn&#8217;t make fun of you when your hair<br />
grew back a different color, I held your hand while you puked up the whole<br />
damn medicine chest, I changed your bedpans&#8211;hell, I even changed your I.V. a<br />
couple of times when the nurses were too busy!&#8221; Her tone gradually took on a<br />
note of triumph. &#8220;You owe me your life, you stinking cur! If it hadn&#8217;t been<br />
for me, you would&#8217;ve just given up and DIED! This life you&#8217;re living is yours<br />
because I gave it to you and YOU OWE ME! And I will NOT have you sniffing<br />
around at the crotches of every female that passes by! Is that clear?&#8221;<br />
        The Rainbow Wizard regarded her cautiously. &#8220;Very clear,&#8221; he said. &#8220;I<br />
hadn&#8217;t realized that you were so unsure of my love for you that you could<br />
misconstrue what happened tonight. That&#8217;s such a shame&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, come OFF it! You&#8217;re not going to tell me that there was nothing<br />
going on between you&#8211; she would&#8217;ve stuck her face in your crotch if I hadn&#8217;t<br />
been there, and you know it!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Yes, maybe she would have,&#8221; the Rainbow Wizard nodded. &#8220;And you&#8217;re<br />
quite convinced that I would have thrown away everything we&#8217;ve built and<br />
gleefully let her carry me away?&#8221;<br />
        Mary Magdalene was silent, her gaze wavering the tiniest bit.<br />
        &#8220;Are you so convinced that she&#8217;s your superior that I couldn&#8217;t<br />
possibly resist her,&#8221; he persisted. &#8220;Are you so sure that I wouldn&#8217;t have just<br />
told her, &#8216;No, my heart belongs to another. You are lovely, but you are not<br />
for me,&#8217; and made her leave it at that?&#8221; He shook his head. &#8220;That&#8217;s the most<br />
depressing news I&#8217;ve heard in a long time.&#8221; He turned and began to walk back<br />
to the Habitat. &#8220;I wonder if the Bandit&#8217;s still awake? He&#8217;d get a real charge<br />
out of hearing this&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        Mary Magdalene called after him, &#8220;Wait!&#8221; Her voice was still full of<br />
tears, but now they were tears of misery rather than anger.<br />
        &#8220;No, I&#8217;m cold. I don&#8217;t have a jacket,&#8221; he said, still walking away.<br />
        Mary Magdalene ran the few steps that brought her to his side, and<br />
opened her coat, casting it over his shoulders and drawing him inside it with<br />
her. &#8220;Don&#8217;t go,&#8221; she whispered. &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry I misjudged you. It just seemed&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I know what it must have seemed like,&#8221; he said softly, turning to<br />
face her. He slipped his arms around her, and she drew her hands into the coat<br />
sleeves and held it shut behind his back, a warm cocoon enveloping them. &#8220;But<br />
if I&#8217;m to be denied even the chance to admire a beautiful girl without seeming<br />
a traitor, wouldn&#8217;t it be better for me just to be struck blind?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, don&#8217;t say things like that,&#8221; she whispered, and kissed him.<br />
        &#8220;I love you. Never forget that. I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        They stood huddled together under her coat, kissing tenderly, for what<br />
seemed like hours. Strange sounds seemed to come from somewhere inside the<br />
coat&#8217;s folds: first the clink of a belt buckle, then the distinct zip of a<br />
zipper being opened. Mary Magdalene gasped, then laughed deep in her throat<br />
and kissed the Wizard even harder. Another zipping noise.<br />
        &#8220;Ooohh,&#8221; Mary Magdalene husked. &#8220;What are you going to do with THAT?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Nothing, if it freezes off,&#8221; the Rainbow Wizard smiled.<br />
        She laughed and reached up to nibble his ear. &#8220;I have a place to keep<br />
it warm,&#8221; she whispered. &#8220;Hurry.&#8221;<br />
        The next few moments must have been as funny as hell to watch, as the<br />
coat bounced and flapped a bit around the two bodies jockeying for position.<br />
The edge of the coat whipped open for an instant in the wind, exposing a brief<br />
glimpse of what lay in the shadows: a silky thigh, the black curl of pubic<br />
hair, and something that seemed almost to glow&#8230;.<br />
        Then the pair turned to let the wind blow the coat shut again, and<br />
Mary Magdalene gasped and threw her head back. &#8220;UH! YEAH, YEAH!&#8221;<br />
        Mmmmmmm&#8230;.&#8221; The Rainbow Wizard bent forward and licked her neck as<br />
she drew herself back like a bow in his arms and began to gasp and moan in a<br />
familiar rhythm. Suddenly she went rigid, keening like a wolf as her orgasm<br />
swept over her, heat and bitter cold mingled in the night. She cried out in<br />
ecstasy as he gave a loud grunt and shuddered in her embrace, his eyes shut<br />
and his head lowered with the effort.<br />
        For a long while they stood very still, just holding each other. Then,<br />
they straightened up, kissing gently, and the odd buckling and zipping noises<br />
came back. A police car went by on the narrow street, its siren blaring,<br />
causing them to start like frightened deer and cling to one another. Then they<br />
laughed with the release of tension, and turned to leave the field.<br />
        &#8220;Would you like to go back for your coat?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No, I&#8217;ll hold you close until we get to your house.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Conan crunched through the snow toward the brightly lit courtyard that<br />
fronted the Student Union, rubbing his tired eyes. I should know better than<br />
to read stuff like that before going to bed alone, he said disgustedly to<br />
himself. Now I&#8217;m gonna have to drink myself into a coma to be able to sleep!<br />
Bitch Goddesses of Thamazor, who&#8217;d I think I was kidding?<br />
        Students were going in and out of the Union, enjoying the late night<br />
hours of the bar and dance club as a release from studying. Conan caught a<br />
sudden whiff of grilling hamburgers, and his stomach responded with a burbling<br />
growl. Maybe I&#8217;ll eat first, he decided ruefully. You can never metabolize<br />
enough protein&#8230;.<br />
        &#8220;Let go of me, you pig! LET GO! HEELLLLLPPPP!&#8221;<br />
        Conan&#8217;s head jerked up at the sound of the terrified scream.<br />
        &#8220;Shut up, you bitch!&#8221; The roar of a drunken voice was followed by a<br />
slap and a cry of pain. Conan located the source of the sound; it was a<br />
shadowed area under one of the walkways, famous for private trysts at night.<br />
He kicked into a dead run and was there in bare seconds, his massive legs<br />
covering the distance in the time it took the students nearby in the courtyard<br />
to look around for the source of the scream.<br />
        An attractive young woman was struggling on the concrete bench with a<br />
young man who was trying to hold her wrists. Conan grabbed him by the scruff<br />
of the neck and bodily hauled him off of her, then up off the bench.<br />
        &#8220;Hey, what&#8217;s the&#8211;&#8221; The boy&#8217;s voice cut off abruptly as Conan turned<br />
him around and he got a good look at his assailant. He swallowed, then tried<br />
for a shaky smile.<br />
        &#8220;Leave her alone,&#8221; Conan said with a friendly grin.<br />
        &#8220;Uh, look, man, me and my girlfriend were just&#8211;UNGH!&#8221; With a sudden<br />
shove, Conan slammed him back bodily against the wall of the underpass.<br />
knocking his breath away.<br />
        &#8220;Leave, I said,&#8221; Conan repeated pleasantly. The boy gained his feet,<br />
gasped for breath, and took off like a spooked raccoon, pushing aside the few<br />
curious students who were just arriving on the scene.<br />
        Conan didn&#8217;t even watch him leave. He turned his attention to the<br />
girl, who was sitting on the bench, hugging herself and shivering.<br />
        &#8220;Are you all right? Did he hurt you?&#8221; Conan held out a hand to her.<br />
Hesitantly, she took it, and he led her out into the streetlights. There was a<br />
spattering of applause from the few people who&#8217;d remained to see what the<br />
ruckus was about.<br />
        &#8220;Yeah! Conan saves another damsel in distress!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Way to go, Conan!&#8221;<br />
        Conan grinned at the crowd, eating up the applause. His smile died on<br />
his face when he saw the girl clearly in the light. Her eye was rapidly<br />
swelling and turning black as he watched, and she was obviously in a lot of<br />
pain.<br />
        &#8220;Thank you,&#8221; she said in a feeble whisper.<br />
        &#8220;Let me walk you to the hospital,&#8221; he replied. &#8220;You should get a cold<br />
compress for that eye.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Okay,&#8221; she nodded. It took an obvious effort, but she smiled.<br />
        He offered an arm to her, and said to the crowd, &#8220;I&#8217;m taking her to<br />
Wright Memorial Trauma Ward. If the Security Squad want a statement, they can<br />
find us there, okay?&#8221; There were a few scattered nods of assent.<br />
        &#8220;Come on.&#8221; He smiled at her as she took his arm, and led her around<br />
the Union, toward the highway and the hospital.</p>
<p>        The noise and lights in the Clean Room were at their height. Zero<br />
cavorted on the dance floor, his body shaking to the beat as he watched Diva<br />
cut loose. She was squeezed into a spandex leotard in a tiger-stripe pattern<br />
and a pair of skintight black pants, and her eyes were shut as she swayed in<br />
time to the music. Zero&#8217;s eyes were fastened on her crotch, and on a small<br />
wedge-shaped bulge that went utterly unnoticed by everyone else in the room,<br />
as did the tiny remote control clutched in his fist and the thin wire that ran<br />
from his hand into the waist of her tights. He gave the power button a gentle<br />
stroke, and watched Diva contort and thrash in what must have seemed a<br />
particularly enthusiastic dance move.<br />
        &#8220;Oh Lord God Jesus Christ Almighty!&#8221; She threw herself at him, biting<br />
his neck and grinding her pelvis against his. He could feel the faint thrum of<br />
the clit-vibe against his penis as she frantically grabbed for the remote.<br />
&#8220;Gimme that thing you sonofabitch don&#8217;t keep turning it onnanoff yer killing<br />
me my clit&#8217;s gonna bust wide open you sonofAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&#8221; She hugged him hard<br />
as he gave the power button another jab, and he deftly held it out of her<br />
reach. One or two other people were noticing that Diva appeared a bit too<br />
enthusiastic about the song, and were looking their way with a mixture of<br />
confusion and amusement.<br />
        &#8220;Time to go, liebchen,&#8221; Zero said quietly, flicking the remote off and<br />
leading Diva off the dance floor and through the crowd. She followed along<br />
behind him, still trying to pry the remote from his hands.<br />
        A crowd was just dispersing out in the hallway of the Union where the<br />
entrances to the Burger Bar and the Clean Room met; from the broken glassware<br />
and the small spot of blood on the carpet, it looked as if the campus police<br />
had had a rough time with someone in the Bar. But Diva was too far gone to<br />
notice, and Zero was having too much fun torturing her to give the situation<br />
more than a passing glance. He whispered, &#8220;Ready to go home?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;NO NO God no,&#8221; Diva moaned, arms about his neck and teeth nibbling at<br />
his Adam&#8217;s apple, &#8220;I&#8217;ll never make it home you gotta do me here you gotta do<br />
me here gimme that thing you sonofabitch I&#8217;m dying!&#8221; She made one last attempt<br />
to get the remote from him, then gave up and began to rub her hands up and<br />
down the length of his penis, outlined against the crotch of his jeans. Zero<br />
blinked in surprise and did his best to start a nonchalant stroll down the<br />
hall away from the clubs, but Diva kept right beside him, groaning in his ear<br />
and trying to get a hand into his pants. &#8220;Gimme Jimi&#8230;gimme Jimi&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        Zero nodded politely to an elderly female professor who was walking<br />
by, her flabbergasted eyes on Diva&#8217;s busy hands. &#8220;Sorry about this,&#8221; he said<br />
pleasantly, &#8220;She&#8217;s had a bit too much to drink.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;So I see,&#8221; said the professor, hurrying by with a sniff.<br />
        &#8220;You bastard you bastard you BAAAAAAAA!&#8221; Diva shrieked and laughed<br />
like a madwoman, both feet leaving the ground for a moment as Zero nudged the<br />
button again. &#8220;I&#8217;m gonna getcha! I&#8217;m gonna&#8211;GETCHA!&#8221; She suddenly pushed Zero<br />
as hard as she could. Taken by surprise, he stumbled sideways into an open<br />
doorway that led into a small ticket office for the Student Theatre. It was<br />
empty, the cash register unlocked and open; the teller was obviously out for a<br />
moment to deposit the night&#8217;s gate in the safe upstairs. Diva slammed Zero up<br />
against the cash register and fell to her knees, frantically tearing at his<br />
belt buckle. In desperation, Zero kicked the door shut behind her and held it<br />
with one outstretched foot. His flailing hand reached over and pulled down the<br />
curtain on the teller window. The last thing he saw was the face of a young<br />
blonde freshman, her eyes bugging out and her mouth agape as she caught a<br />
brief glimpse of Jimi as the curtain went down, and Diva went down right along<br />
with it.<br />
        She wasn&#8217;t in the mood to mess around. One deep breath, a whispered<br />
screech of &#8220;Gimme!&#8221; and down she went, all the way to the base of his thick,<br />
slick shaft, sucking for all she was worth and screaming around the hardness<br />
filling her mouth and throat. Zero closed his eyes as she bobbed up and down,<br />
up and down.<br />
        &#8220;C&#8217;mon, glbph, you bas, gmmmph, bastard, glmmph, give it, blf, give it<br />
to me, mmmmbl, give it to me, gmllMMMMMM!&#8221; Her body went rigid as Zero turned<br />
the vibrator on full power, and she did something neither he nor she was<br />
expecting: she bit down. Hard.<br />
        &#8220;YYYYEEEEEEOOOOOOWWWWWWWTTCHH!&#8221; Off went the vibrator, and down into<br />
his chair went Zero, the last vestiges of his selfpreservation instinct<br />
keeping the door firmly shut against the rattling doorknob and clicking key in<br />
the lock.<br />
        &#8220;Is somebody in there? Hello?&#8221;<br />
        Diva&#8217;s mouth came off his dick and her eyes were wide and full of<br />
fear. &#8220;Oh, Liebchen, did I hurt you? I&#8217;m so sorrEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&#8221; He flicked on<br />
the vibrator again and she convulsed against him. Zero quickly examined the<br />
damage to Jimi; he was bruised a bit and kind of red at the base, but there<br />
was no blood, and he was thicker and harder than ever. He let out a windy sigh<br />
of relief.<br />
        &#8220;Peel,&#8221; he whispered.<br />
        Diva looked up at him and smiled wickedly. One hard tug, and her<br />
tights were around her knees, exposing her wide, full hips unadorned except<br />
for the red nylon straps that held the buzzing vibrator over her clitoris.<br />
She turned around and presented her wide, smooth rump to him as he stood up.<br />
The door seemed almost about to open with his foot removed from it, but it<br />
slammed shut again as Diva fell against it with her full weight.<br />
        &#8220;Who&#8217;s IN there? Open the damn door!&#8221;<br />
        Zero spread her ass cheeks and exposed the luscious, drippy folds of<br />
her vulva with one hand, slowly increasing power to the vibrator with the<br />
other. He planted the tip of his dong against her pussy lips, and she mewled<br />
and thrust back against him, sucking him halfway in with a wet slurp. He<br />
slammed his hips forward against her, driving himself into her to the hilt as<br />
he ran the vibrator all the way up the scale.<br />
        The remote dropped to the floor, forgotten, as he grabbed her waist<br />
and started slamming into her with everything he had. Diva was screaming,<br />
bucking, going insane from the dual stimulation, and her body slammed against<br />
the door to the ticket office again and again. Finally, he gushed into her<br />
with a groan, and she let out one last long wail as the vibrator, its job<br />
valiantly done, drained its batteries and quietly died.<br />
        For a long minute, they just stood there, him leaning back against the<br />
cold metal of the cash register, her bent jacknifed at the waist and sobbing<br />
for breath. He gently withdrew from her, quickly grabbing a spare piece of<br />
paper to wipe himself and her off before pulling up his pants. She smiled<br />
weakly at him, leaning against the pounding door as she rolled up her tights.<br />
He tucked the remote in his pocket, put his arm around her to hide the wire<br />
while she quickly straightened his hair and her own, and opened the door.<br />
        &#8220;Eeeyesss?&#8221; Zero smiled pleasantly at the young lady who was standing<br />
at the door, in front of a small crowd of fascinated onlookers.<br />
        &#8220;What the hell were you DOING in there?&#8221; The crowd burst out laughing<br />
at the question, and the girl blushed crimson. Zero suddenly noticed the girl<br />
who&#8217;d seen him through the window, standing with two of her friends at the<br />
back of the crowd and making it-was-THIS-big-I-SWEAR motions with her hands as<br />
her friends gaped at her. She looked up, saw him, and blushed even redder than<br />
the ticket seller. He grinned and held up his hands, shaking his head as if to<br />
say, No-it&#8217;s-really-only-THIS-big-dear.<br />
        &#8220;Never you mind,&#8221; Diva laughed, licking Zero&#8217;s earlobe as she guided<br />
him toward the coat room. &#8220;We were just leaving, anyway.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Well, Jesus, would you look at that? Not even an apology, when I&#8217;m<br />
stuck out here trying to lock up and get my&#8211;&#8221; Behind them, they could hear<br />
the girl&#8217;s voice cut off short, and the crinkling noises of wet paper. &#8220;MY<br />
RECEIPTS! OH, GROSS!&#8221;<br />
        Zero&#8217;s eyes met Diva&#8217;s, and they both burst out laughing. All thoughts<br />
of further adventure forgotten, they ran hand in hand for the exit.</p>
<p>        &#8220;You waited? Oh, you didn&#8217;t have to do that!&#8221; Conan looked up from his<br />
magazine and smiled as Cricket came out of the Trauma Ward, a compress held up<br />
to her eye. He stood up and shrugged on his coat, and helped her ease into<br />
hers.<br />
        &#8220;That&#8217;s okay,&#8221; he said. &#8220;I had to talk to the police when they came<br />
by, and I didn&#8217;t want you walking home alone.&#8221; He opened the door for her into<br />
the night, and they hustled out into the cold wind, heading for the North<br />
Habitat.<br />
        &#8220;I appreciate your helping me,&#8221; Cricket said after a few moments of<br />
silence. &#8220;I really thought he was gonna kill me.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;What were you doing with a creep like that anyway, Cricket? You seem<br />
like too smart a person to go getting mixed up with someone who&#8217;d jump you<br />
like that&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Huh! So speaks the walking beefcake magazine!&#8221; Cricket&#8217;s voice held a<br />
trace of a sneer. &#8220;What the fuck do you know about getting trapped into doing<br />
shit you don&#8217;t want to do, big man? Huh?&#8221;<br />
        For a brief, horribly clear instant, Conan thought of Twink. &#8220;Too damn<br />
much,&#8221; he whispered. &#8220;Sorry. Shouldn&#8217;t have said it.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Damn right,&#8221; Cricket continued angrily. &#8220;I&#8217;ve seen you working out in<br />
the gym, all pumped up and nowhere to go. All the girls looking at you and<br />
talking about you&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No shit, really?&#8221; Conan grinned widely. Now THAT was an interesting<br />
revelation!<br />
        &#8220;Yeah, really! And d&#8217;you know what they&#8217;re saying?&#8221; Cricket paused for<br />
emphasis. &#8220;They&#8217;re LAUGHING at you, you stupid motherfucker!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;What!&#8221; He looked down at her in shock. &#8220;WHY?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Because you&#8217;re so fucking narcissistic it&#8217;s enough to make them puke,<br />
that&#8217;s why! It&#8217;s so obvious, watching you pose in the mirror. The love affair<br />
between Conan and Conan will go down in history!&#8221; She shook her head and fell<br />
silent. Conan looked supremely uncomfortable in the silence that followed.<br />
        &#8220;I wish they could&#8217;ve seen you tonight, though,&#8221; Cricket whispered.<br />
        &#8220;Oh, shit, that wasn&#8217;t anything,&#8221; Conan said with a shrug. &#8220;He<br />
couldn&#8217;t have hurt me if he&#8217;d tried.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Yes he could&#8217;ve,&#8221; Cricket said tartly. &#8220;It doesn&#8217;t take a big man to<br />
carry a gun of a knife, Conan. You could&#8217;ve been killed! You didn&#8217;t know what<br />
you were charging into&#8211; you just did what you thought was right, without<br />
hesitation. He would&#8217;ve broken my nose if you&#8217;d hesitated before coming in<br />
after him. Or worse.&#8221; She smiled up at him. &#8220;You know what your problem is?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Yeah,&#8221; Conan muttered. &#8220;I&#8217;m a narcissistic scumbag.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No, besides that,&#8221; Cricket chided with a smile.<br />
        Conan stopped and looked at her for a moment, unsmiling. &#8220;No, I don&#8217;t<br />
know what my problem is,&#8221; he said. &#8220;Why don&#8217;t you tell me?&#8221;<br />
        Cricket reached up and gently touched Conan on the tip of the nose.<br />
&#8220;Your problem,&#8221; she said softly, &#8220;Is that you don&#8217;t really know where your<br />
strengths and weaknesses are. You&#8217;re not impressing anyone when you squat a<br />
quarter ton or whatever, but you can bet that you&#8217;ll get a lot more respect<br />
from the women in the aerobics class when they hear how you saved my ass<br />
tonight! You&#8217;re no mean, macho hunk. You&#8217;re just a decent human being.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, really,&#8221; he said with a wry look.<br />
        &#8220;Yeah, really,&#8221; she replied, starting to walk again. The doors to the<br />
North Habitat loomed out of the darkness before them, and Cricket fumbled in<br />
her pocket for her security card with one hand while trying to hold her<br />
compress in place with the other. &#8220;Oh, damn it!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Here, lemme help you,&#8221; Conan said quickly, gently placing a hand over<br />
hers on the compress. She looked up at him with her good eye for a long moment<br />
before drawing her hand out from under his and fumbling for her card. She got<br />
it out, and got the door open by feel as he held the compress steady.<br />
        &#8220;Thanks.&#8221; She pocketed her card and put her warm little hand over his,<br />
taking the compress from him. She smiled up at him in the doorway. &#8220;For<br />
everything.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No problem,&#8221; Conan grinned. He shivered in the wind, and said, &#8220;Well,<br />
I guess I better be getting back. It was nice meeting you, Cricket.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Wanna come in and warm up for a while?&#8221;<br />
        He looked at her long and hard, then shook his head. &#8220;I better not.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, stop looking like a kicked dog and get in here, you moron!&#8221;<br />
Cricket grabbed him with her free hand and dragged him inside. The door shut<br />
with a clang behind him, and the night was still once more.</p>
<p>        The Bandit awoke with a start, half sitting up in the darkness. His<br />
eyes were utterly unaccustomed to the gloom, but he could feel rather than see<br />
the warm presence in his bed. There was a quiet whisper in the dark.<br />
        &#8220;Oh, I&#8217;m sorry, love, I didn&#8217;t mean to wake you&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;That&#8217;s okay, that&#8217;s okay.&#8221; The Bandit settled back down onto the bed<br />
and ran his hands down the amazing curve of Twink&#8217;s broad back. She hummed in<br />
delight and burrowed closer to him, warm in the cold night.<br />
        &#8220;This is really wonderful,&#8221; she breathed. &#8220;It&#8217;s so cozy.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Yeah,&#8221; the Bandit said. &#8220;Cozy.&#8221; He suddenly realized what had<br />
awakened him: her hand on his penis, warm and soft, gently stroking him closer<br />
and closer to orgasm. He was almost ready to pop. &#8220;Y&#8217;know, if you keep playing<br />
with me like you are, I&#8217;m gonna come all over you,&#8221; he whispered.<br />
        &#8220;Oh, really?&#8221; Her giggle was low and almost liquid in the night. &#8220;Is<br />
that so bad? I like to make you feel good&#8230;.&#8221; Her inexpert hand stroked him<br />
more roughly and insistently now, and she crawled up until her lips were level<br />
with his, kissing him as she squeezed his penis and pumped it in her fist.<br />
        &#8220;You like?&#8221; Her mock Spanish accent was somehow fairly effective, he<br />
noted in a haze of mixed sleepiness and horniness.<br />
        &#8220;Si, I like,&#8221; he replied, and she giggled again. &#8220;But there are other<br />
things I like, too, and if you&#8217;re not going to let me sleep we may as well<br />
enjoy them&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh! Well, what did you have in mind?&#8221;<br />
        He grinned in the darkness. &#8220;Ever been eaten out before?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Uh, I don&#8217;t think so,&#8221; she said uncertainly. &#8220;What is it, exactly?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;What, being eaten out?&#8221; The Bandit paused, at a loss. &#8220;It&#8217;s when I,<br />
well, uh&#8230;.Tell you what. Let go of me and I&#8217;ll demonstrate, okay?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Okay.&#8221; Her fist released his penis, and he immediately rolled her<br />
over onto her back and began kissing his way down her body, pausing for a few<br />
luxuriant sucks at her huge nipples before making his way down lower. &#8220;Ohhhh,&#8221;<br />
she moaned as he squeezed her breasts, &#8220;That feels so GOOD!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;If you like that,&#8221; the Bandit said, &#8220;You&#8217;ll love what comes next!&#8221;<br />
His tongue flicked out and began to touch and probe beneath her pubic hair,<br />
and she gasped in surprise.<br />
        &#8220;Ooh! Careful, that tickles! Bandit, you can&#8217;t really want to lick<br />
down THERE, I mean isn&#8217;t it sort of&#8211;&#8221; Her breath caught in her throat. She<br />
took a deep breath and tried again. &#8220;It&#8217;s not too&#8211;&#8221; Her voice died again.<br />
When she finally spoke, it was in a different tone altogether.<br />
        &#8220;Oh, please don&#8217;t stop&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Mmmmmmm,&#8221; the Bandit replied, his tongue teasing her rapidly-swelling<br />
clitoris gently. There was no question but that she was primed and ready for<br />
his attentions; her pussy lips, neat and symmetric, were oozing moisture, and<br />
her clit was stiff and turgid. He licked and sucked on it, and drove his<br />
tongue between her outer lips to caress the entrance to her cunt. Back and<br />
forth, back and forth between them, listening all the while to her nonstop<br />
commentary.<br />
        &#8220;Oh! Oh! That feels heavenly! Don&#8217;t stop, PLEASE don&#8217;t stop! It feels<br />
like I&#8217;m burning up, I&#8217;m hot and cold, I&#8217;m shaking all over, Oh gentle Jesus,<br />
OH! OH! What is that you&#8217;re licking? More! More, oh, yes, oh, God, I&#8211;Bandit!<br />
BANDIT! I FEEL FUNNY! I FEEL, I FEEL LIKE I&#8217;M GONNA&#8211;EEEEEEEEEEEEEK!&#8221;<br />
        Her body arched off the bed from heels to head and he rode her like a<br />
cowboy rides a bucking bronco, his tongue never leaving her sopping vulva. She<br />
moaned, shrieked, and gasped, her clutching hands buried in his mop of long<br />
dark hair, holding him in place as she spent and spent.<br />
        Finally, he let go of her, and she collapsed sobbing onto the bed, her<br />
body soaked in a thick film of sweat. &#8220;Oh, God, oh, God, I love you, oh,<br />
Bandit, that was so, so BEAUTIFUL!&#8221; He crawled back up to join her and hugged<br />
her hard, and she buried her face in his hair and cried.<br />
        &#8220;Sweetheart, don&#8217;t cry, it&#8217;s okay. Shhhh, don&#8217;t cry,&#8221; the Bandit<br />
soothed her, stroking her long hair. &#8220;Please don&#8217;t cry&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Can&#8217;t, hic, I cuh-cuh-can&#8217;t HELP it,&#8221; Twink sobbed gustily. &#8220;It was<br />
so, suh-suh-so BEAUTIFUL, I cuh-c-c-can&#8217;t help crying, uh, oh, I LOVE you!&#8221;<br />
She cried even harder, and the Bandit didn&#8217;t know what else to do but to hold<br />
her close and rock her gently until her sobs gradually died away and she<br />
relaxed against him, kissing his neck. &#8220;Oh thank you, thank you&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Uh, you&#8217;re welcome,&#8221; the Bandit said uncomfortably. &#8220;Are you sure<br />
you&#8217;re all right? I mean, I&#8217;ve never had anyone start crying on me before.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, I&#8217;m feeling wonderful,&#8221; Twink sighed, grabbing a fistful of<br />
toilet paper from the roll the Bandit kept by the bed and blowing her nose<br />
with a honk. &#8220;I couldn&#8217;t help it, it felt so good I just had to cry. Was, was<br />
that an orgasm?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Uh, I think so,&#8221; the Bandit said soothingly, smiling despite himself.<br />
&#8220;If it wasn&#8217;t, when you finally have one it&#8217;ll probably kill you!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Mmmmm, but what a way to die!&#8221; Twink laughed and ran her hand back<br />
down his chest to his penis, which was just as stiff as ever. &#8220;My turn to make<br />
you feel good, now,&#8221; she breathed, sliding down his body and kissing his chest<br />
as he&#8217;d kissed hers.<br />
        The Bandit suddenly recalled what she&#8217;d said about Conan. &#8220;Uh, Twink,<br />
are you sure you want to do that? There are other ways&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Mmmmm, shut up, Bandit,&#8221; came her voice from somewhere under the<br />
covers. &#8220;I love you, and I want to make you feel as good as I do&#8230;.&#8221; The<br />
Bandit&#8217;s whole body tensed as a long, wet tongue licked its way down the<br />
underside of his penis and gently kissed his balls, then travelled back up to<br />
the head. &#8220;You like?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Uh, uh-huh,&#8221; he managed.<br />
        &#8220;Oh, good,&#8221; she replied, &#8220;Because I don&#8217;t feel like stopping! It<br />
tastes so gooommmmbbllmmmmph&#8230;&#8230;&#8221; The Bandit began thrusting his hips up off<br />
the bed as her moist, warm mouth enveloped him and gently sucked him in. She<br />
teased him with tiny nips and rolled her tongue obscenely over the head of his<br />
penis as if trying to lick a lollipop to death in under three minutes. As<br />
excited as he was, it was no time at all before the Bandit was feeling himself<br />
tense up under an impending orgasm.<br />
        Twink, feeling him tense, stopped her labors for a moment. &#8220;Are you<br />
all right? Am I hurting you?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, God, DON&#8217;T STOP NOW, I&#8217;M COMING!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oops! Sorry! Glmmmmm&#8230;.MMMM! MMMM! MMMMMM! Mmmmmmmmmmm&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;UH! UNGH! UH! UH! OH! UH! Uhhhhhhhhhhh&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        Twink swallowed and swallowed again, downing every drop of hot, thick<br />
semen he gave her. She got up on her hands and knees and looked up at him,<br />
licking the last bits of sticky come from her lips. &#8220;How was that?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, god,&#8221; the Bandit moaned. &#8220;I&#8217;m dying&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        Twink laughed lightly and snuggled up next to him, kissing him deeply.<br />
The mixture of sweat, pussy juice and semen in the kiss was indescribable. The<br />
Bandit broke the kiss, and muttered, &#8220;So much for a night without doing<br />
anything&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I don&#8217;t mind a bit,&#8221; Twink said, yawning. &#8220;I&#8217;m so sleepy all of a<br />
sudden&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;S&#8217;okay, me too,&#8221; the Bandit mumbled. &#8220;Sleep well.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Mm-hmmm&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Shhh,&#8221; Zero whispered as he opened the door to his room slightly. &#8220;I<br />
just need to get fresh clothes, and I don&#8217;t want to wake anyone up.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Okay,&#8221; Diva said softly, tiptoeing into the living room with him. The<br />
door to Conan and the Wiz&#8217;s room was ajar, and Conan was stretched out on his<br />
bed under the covers, snoring like a steam engine.<br />
        &#8220;Him, we won&#8217;t waken,&#8221; Zero laughed, shutting the door. &#8220;But the<br />
Bandit&#8217;s a light sleeper, so&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        He eased the door to the bedroom he shared with the Bandit, and both<br />
he and Diva simultaneously smelled the familiar odor of sex. Zero peeked<br />
inside. The first thing he saw was the rumpled blue nightgown on the floor.<br />
Diva gasped; the first thing she saw was Twink&#8217;s gorgeous back, half uncovered<br />
by the blankets.<br />
        Zero looked at Diva. Diva looked at Zero. Their astonishment was<br />
comical. Quickly Zero reached into his closet and grabbed fresh clothes, and<br />
they backed out of the room and shut the door.<br />
        &#8220;That was TWINK in there with him, wasn&#8217;t it?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Hard to say, I&#8217;ve never seen Twink naked before.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, come on, I&#8217;m serious! The BANDIT, and TWINK?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Hey, she&#8217;s been gunning for him for months, and I have to admit that<br />
what I saw didn&#8217;t look too bad&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;That&#8217;s enough of that, mister,&#8221; Diva said sharply. &#8220;You&#8217;re spoken<br />
for already.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No problem,&#8221; Zero said amiably. &#8220;Just commenting, that&#8217;s all.&#8221;<br />
        The outer door closed, cutting off their voices. The Bandit smiled,<br />
his eyes still shut, and drifted back to sleep.</p>
<p>        The breakfast table was abuzz with conversation when the Bandit came<br />
out of the hot food line with his tray in his hand. He&#8217;d sent Twink off to<br />
shower and dress with a kiss, and had promised to meet her at the breakfast<br />
table, but she wasn&#8217;t there yet. Zero, Diva, Conan, Bone, Thud, Plaids, and<br />
a young blonde girl he&#8217;d never seen before were sitting at the table. When<br />
they saw the Bandit, there was an uncomfortable pause, conversation dying down<br />
as the Bandit set his tray down.<br />
        &#8220;What&#8217;s everyone looking at me for,&#8221; he asked pleasantly.<br />
        Conan looked at him with a big grin, and waggled a finger at him. &#8220;Na,<br />
na ne NA na! Na, na ne NA na!&#8221; Pretty soon the whole table was doing it, and<br />
the Bandit just sat down, shaking his head and grinning.<br />
        &#8220;So how was she?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Getting a bit desperate, are we?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Any port in a storm, I guess&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Yes, but is she &#8216;port&#8217;?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;All right, ALL RIGHT!&#8221; The Bandit waved them all to silence. &#8220;I have<br />
only this to say. It was not an act of desperation. Okay?&#8221;<br />
        The laughter redoubled at that. &#8220;Prove it,&#8221; Thud said mildly.<br />
        &#8220;Okay, I will,&#8221; the Bandit said with a smile. Keep your promise,<br />
Twink, he thought to himself. Don&#8217;t wimp out on me, please? It&#8217;s a stupid<br />
thing to have to do, but it&#8217;ll make my life so much easier&#8230;.<br />
        &#8220;How?&#8221; Bone challenged.<br />
        &#8220;Well, it&#8217;s easy enough, when&#8211;Ah, hello, sweetheart!&#8221; The Bandit<br />
stood up and pulled up a chair beside him for Twink as she entered the room.<br />
Conversation died.<br />
        Thud&#8217;s eyebrows went north for the winter. Conan&#8217;s jaw hit his tray,<br />
and Cricket elbowed him in the ribs. Bone&#8217;s eyes nearly popped out of his<br />
head, and Plaids nervously took off his glasses and began to polish them<br />
furiously. Twink had told the Bandit that she&#8217;d owned one set of clothes that<br />
he&#8217;d probably consider &#8220;sexy,&#8221; and had agreed to his request that she wear<br />
them to breakfast. And sexy she was, in a clinging silk jumpsuit that was<br />
unzipped halfway to her waist. She&#8217;d foregone the bra for the meal, too.<br />
        &#8220;Good morning, love,&#8221; she said huskily, slipping into the Bandit&#8217;s<br />
arms and doing her best Diva-kissing-Zero imitation. She then sat down beside<br />
him, and said with a bright smile, &#8220;Happy Valentine&#8217;s Day, everyone!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Uh, Twink, that&#8217;s, uh, that&#8217;s quite an outfit you&#8217;ve got there,&#8221;<br />
Conan ventured. Cricket looked over at him, one eyebrow raised.<br />
        The Bandit had coached Twink on that eventuality, though; she didn&#8217;t<br />
even look up. &#8220;Eat your heart out, thumbdick,&#8221; she said, opening her napkin.<br />
        Cricket almost spat up her milk laughing. &#8220;You, I like,&#8221; she said with<br />
a grin. &#8220;I&#8217;m Cricket. You must be Twink!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;The one and only,&#8221; Twink replied. &#8220;What happened to your eye?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Well, I&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;HEY! HEY, EVERYONE! LISTEN!&#8221;<br />
        All heads turned about as Lanky came running in, obviously in a panic.<br />
The Bandit stood up and made shushing motions with both hands. &#8220;Take it easy,<br />
Lank. What&#8217;s the matter?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;It&#8217;s Livewire.&#8221; Lanky&#8217;s face was ashen. &#8220;The police came and took him<br />
away last night. It looked like they&#8217;d beaten him half to death.&#8221;</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        The night was balmy.  I had just left the bar and was pretty<br />
depressed that I was alone.  The walk home was sobering, not a long walk,<br />
but enough to bring me back to reality as I lit a smoke.  I stopped for a<br />
bit, gathering my bearings before I proceeded.</p>
<p>        She was standing opposite me on the other side of the street.  I<br />
instinctively put out my cigarette and walked over. </p>
<p>        &#8220;Have you got another one?&#8221;, she said.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Sure. Mind menthol?&#8221;</p>
<p>        It was too dark too see completely.  Her body, however, was thin and<br />
petite.  Her hair was long, dark and rather curly. Her method of smoking was<br />
unique, not just exotic, but sensual. I could have sworn she was making love to<br />
the damn thing,  exhaleing straight and over so that I walked into the smoke.<br />
Talking as we walked her voice was seductive, alluring a sexual connotation at<br />
every oppurtunity.  As we walked, I realized that we were not heading in any<br />
specific destination.  She however knew exactly where she was going because I<br />
soon realized that we were in the Campus Woods.  </p>
<p>        We came upon the river that ran through the woods and headed toward<br />
the footbridge.  My mind was swirling.  I could not distinguish between her<br />
perfume and the flora.  Fresh new scents exited me at every inhalation.  Sweet<br />
and sexy winds carried her hair.  I was truly hard, but more than that my<br />
mind was filled with passion and raw sensuality.  Half-way across the bridge<br />
she stopped and sat down, taking off her boots.  <span id="more-45"></span></p>
<p>        &#8220;Come on.  The water feels really nice.&#8221;, she wispered.</p>
<p>        I went over and sat down next to her.  I took off my shoes and placed<br />
my feet in the water.  It was cold, exquisitely cold.  She pulled out a bowl and<br />
packed it with marijuana.  It&#8217;s scent mixed with hers and made me dizzy.  It<br />
wasn&#8217;t like a new scent, but rather it was always there and I just hadn&#8217;t<br />
noticed it before.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Mind if I smoke?&#8221;, she asked.</p>
<p>        &#8220;No. Not at all.&#8221;, I replied</p>
<p>        &#8220;Do you want some?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yeah. Sure.&#8221;</p>
<p>        She smoked hard.  I could hear the wind being sucked through the bowl<br />
at mach speeds.  Her lips wrapped around the end of it, pulsating and vibrant.<br />
She never took the lighter away,  the pot glowed, it eluminated her entire face.<br />
She was serene.  Her eyes reflected the light and seemed to glow.  Her cheek<br />
bones were high and well formed.  She was still sucking hard on the bowl with<br />
her full pouty lips.  </p>
<p>        Then I smoked, it was strong.  The strongest I ever smoked.  My<br />
lungs burned and my eyes watered.  We passed the bowl back and forth until<br />
it was spent.  We smoked another cigarette,  the pot WAS strong. I could feel<br />
it already.  As I inhaled the menthol vapor deeply, it swirled and spiraled<br />
down to my toes.  She felt the same way, I could feel it.  She let out<br />
a soft moan as she took a drag and exhaled.  She layed back and watched the<br />
stars.  Giggling as if on another planet.  I leaned over and put my face in<br />
front of hers.</p>
<p>        She said nothing, just blinked and shut her eyes.  Her hands combed my<br />
face and found my lips.  Tracing the outside and then moving to my eyes.<br />
She pressed slightly and encompassed my head with both hands.  She pulled me<br />
closer opened her mouth and kissed me.</p>
<p>        Her lips were suculant.  They had a mind of their own as they pulsated<br />
around mine.  She oozed sexuality.  Her tongue traced my inner lips and<br />
found my tongue.  Our tongues circled and caressed, causing me to moan slightly<br />
into her mouth.  Her hands worked their way down.  Finding my chest and erect<br />
nipples.  She touched them, tugged at them.  The feeling was exhilarating.  She<br />
removed my shirt and started to kiss her way down.  Kissing my neck, down,<br />
further, further.  I was so excited I almost came.  </p>
<p>        She unbuckled my belt and jeans with her teeth.  I brought up my hips<br />
and she slid my pants off.  She took the head of penis.  Her lips had the same<br />
pulsating rythm.  She sucked hard and bit down slightly.  </p>
<p>        &#8220;Uhhhhhggg.&#8221;, I whimpered.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Mmmmmm.&#8221;, she replied.</p>
<p>        She went down on it.  She pushed it all the way to the back of throat.<br />
Her tongue viciously darted out and tickled my scrotum.  It then caressed them,<br />
cautiously.  My mind was a cloud of smoke.  She was encircling my thoughts,<br />
enveloping my manhood.  She continued to caress me with her tongue.  She came<br />
up, dragging her teeth.  Her suculant lips encumbered the head of my penis<br />
again.  This time her tongue tickled the tip.  Pre-cum was dripping out of<br />
the opening, but that did not stop her rythm.  She traced the tip with her<br />
finger.  Her head started to move faster. I moaned loudly.  I felt her moan<br />
also, deeply.  Her finger came to mouth and went inside.  Salty, but I didn&#8217;t<br />
mind, it was sensual.  Her other hand grasped my shaft.  It gripped firmly<br />
and waited for her mouth to join it.  Her head and hand now moved in unison.<br />
Up and down slightly twisting.  Her saliva coated me.  Her mouth began to<br />
suck harder, her tongue vibrating faster.  She moved her hand yet even faster,<br />
faster.  I began to stiffen, my hips bucked wildly.  </p>
<p>        &#8220;Uhhhhhggg.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Faster, Faster.  Me scrotum became rock hard, she stroked it, cared for<br />
it.  My penis became tense.  She went all the way down.  Tenser, firmer.  She<br />
swallowed, her throat muscles tightened.  Her hand kept their rythmic pace.<br />
I let out a cry.  I came.  I shot hot semen right down her throat.  She pumped<br />
faster, harder.  Shot after shot, I came.  My semen coated her tongue and mouth.<br />
She kept sucking, wanting more.  I had no more.  Ecstacy.  I lay there, my penis<br />
still enveloped.  She licked me clean.  She came to me and we kissed, deeply,<br />
passionately.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[  The Bandit and Zero kicked the dirty grey snow off of their boots and
walked up the steps of the East Habitat. A quick ping of a security card in
the lock, and the door sighed open, brushing a warm breeze across their faces
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>  The Bandit and Zero kicked the dirty grey snow off of their boots and<br />
walked up the steps of the East Habitat. A quick ping of a security card in<br />
the lock, and the door sighed open, brushing a warm breeze across their faces<br />
from inside. They walked out of the dark and into the central lounge,<br />
gratefully unzipping their coats. The usual late-night gang was there, Thud<br />
holding court like a king in the chair by the coffee machine and dealing a<br />
hand from his everpresent cribbage deck to Lanky and Plaids. Conan was<br />
sprawled out on the couch, reading a paperback, and the notes of an acoustic<br />
guitar wafted gently through the air as the Rainbow Wizard played a love song<br />
for Mary Magdalene on a nearby stretch of carpet.<span id="more-41"></span><br />
        &#8220;Hi, Zero, Bandit,&#8221; Thud said pleasantly. &#8220;Cribbage?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Nope,&#8221; Zero smiled. &#8220;Against my faith.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;What faith?&#8221; Thud sneered at him. &#8220;You&#8217;re an agnostic, a Crowleyite,<br />
or worse yet, a Satanist.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;True.&#8221; Zero collapsed on the couch with a sigh.<br />
        Thud gave up. &#8220;Bandit?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No thanks, Thudlike. I&#8217;m on a diet.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Suit yourself. I&#8217;m just worried about how long I can hold onto these<br />
two. They just have no stamina! I mean, we&#8217;ve only played&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Twenty-one games,&#8221; Lanky groaned.<br />
        &#8220;Twenty-two,&#8221; Plaids corrected him. He got up, stretching, and stalked<br />
off toward his room. &#8220;I quit.&#8221; Lanky took the opportunity to make his escape<br />
as well, leaving Thud alone, the cribbage hand half dealt to no one.<br />
        &#8220;See what you did? Now what am I going to do?&#8221; Thud said angrily.<br />
        The Bandit smiled innocently. &#8220;Play Solotaire.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;You&#8217;re the expert on games one plays alone,&#8221; Thud replied<br />
caustically.<br />
        &#8220;Ouch. I left myself wide open for that,&#8221; The Bandit laughed. He<br />
looked over at Conan, and asked, &#8220;Good book?&#8221;<br />
        Conan didn&#8217;t look up. &#8220;Yup.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;What&#8217;s it about?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I&#8217;m reading it for my Twentieth Century Literature class as an<br />
elective,&#8221; Conan said, eyes on the text. &#8220;I think the professor will get a<br />
kick out of my report.&#8221;<br />
        The Bandit leaned over and looked at the book cover. His wide mouth<br />
split into a grin. &#8220;Bitch Goddesses of Thamazor?&#8221;<br />
        Conan didn&#8217;t say a word; he only looked over at the Bandit and winked.<br />
        Meanwhile, Zero had wandered over to where the Rainbow Wizard was<br />
finishing another song for Mary Magdalene. After the song had ended and Mary<br />
Magdalene was thanking the Rainbow Wizard with a kiss, he cleared his throat<br />
politely. &#8220;Uh, c&#8217;n I borrow that for a moment, Wiz?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Mmmmmm,&#8221; the Wizard said, pulling off the guitar awkwardly so as not<br />
to break the kiss. He set the guitar down beside him, and threw both arms<br />
around Mary Magdalene, bearing her down to the carpet on her back.<br />
        &#8220;Thanks,&#8221; Zero said.<br />
        &#8220;Mmmmmm,&#8221; the Rainbow Wizard said.<br />
        &#8220;Mmmmmm,&#8221; Mary Magdalene agreed. &#8220;Mmmm. Mmmmmm, mm mmmm!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Mmmmmmmmmm,&#8221; the Rainbow Wizard managed with a muffled laugh. &#8220;Mmmm<br />
mm mmm mmmmmm mm mmmmm mmmmmm, mm mmmmmmm&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        The conversation continued in that vein, broken by giggles on<br />
occasion. Mary Magdalene rolled the Rainbow Wizard over onto his back, and<br />
began to slowly rub herself up and down against his thigh. The others in the<br />
lounge watched in fascination as her movements grew more and more obvious in<br />
their intent.<br />
        Thud gaped. &#8220;Public fornication! That&#8217;s DISGUSTING!&#8221;<br />
        Conan laughed quietly to himself. &#8220;Mary Magdalene in heat again? Now<br />
THAT&#8217;S disgusting!&#8221;<br />
        The Bandit looked over at the two lovers cavorting at Zero&#8217;s feet<br />
while he nonchalantly tuned the guitar, and found his mouth going dry. Oh,<br />
man, he thought. That lucky bastard. If only it could have been me&#8230;.<br />
        He forced boredom into his voice. &#8220;Here we go again.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No, dear boy,&#8221; Thud corrected him with a sepulchural grin, &#8220;There<br />
THEY go again. You, alas, have no place in the matter.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Thanks for nothing.&#8221; The Bandit looked away with an effort, picked up<br />
the cards, and dealt himself a hand of Solotaire.<br />
        &#8220;Remember that playing with oneself is a sin, dear boy,&#8221; Thud smiled.<br />
        &#8220;I just wish you&#8217;d make up your mind, Thud,&#8221; the Bandit muttered.<br />
&#8220;Either join the Priesthood, or decide you&#8217;re gay. But don&#8217;t sit on the<br />
fence, you&#8217;re driving us all crazy!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I promise I&#8217;ll make up my mind before I leave school,&#8221; Thud said<br />
with a placid, pious smile. He turned to watch Zero play, and the Bandit<br />
risked looking in the direction of the two thrashing bodies on the floor to<br />
better hear the music.<br />
        Zero was shy by nature, and rarely played in public, but his little<br />
concerts drew more than their share of gossip. Every rock band on the campus<br />
wanted him as a lead guitarist, for his blinding speed and perfect<br />
articulation had become legendary. &#8220;If Mr. Spock played guitar,&#8221; the Bandit<br />
was fond of saying, &#8220;He&#8217;d sound like Zero.&#8221; Doing his best to ignore the moans<br />
of Mary Magdalene, who was obviously doing HER best to come as quietly as<br />
possible on the Rainbow Wizard&#8217;s thigh, Zero torched his way through seven<br />
songs in seven minutes, including two famous pop tunes, a Villa-Lobos guitar<br />
concerto excerpt, two songs by the Bandit, one of his own tunes, and just to<br />
finish things with a flourish, a raunched-up version of one of the Wiz&#8217;s love<br />
ballads.  Thud and the Bandit applauded as he bowed and took off the guitar,<br />
and Conan tore himself away from the Bitch Goddesses of Thamazor long enough<br />
to make clapping motions with the paperback and his free hand. Zero, grinning<br />
with pride, looked down at the people on the floor beside him.<br />
        His smile died. The Rainbow Wizard was cradling Mary Magdalene in his<br />
arms, whispering in her ear as she sighed in the glow of post-orgasmic peace<br />
and snuggled against his shoulder. They hadn&#8217;t even looked at him.<br />
        Zero looked outraged for the barest fraction of a second. Then he saw<br />
the Bandit&#8217;s wide grin out of the corner of his eye, and smiled sheepishly,<br />
putting down the guitar next to Mary Magdalene.<br />
        &#8220;That was wonderful!&#8221;<br />
        He looked up at the sound of an unfamiliar voice, low and alluring.<br />
Every other man in the room turned around as well; there was something in that<br />
voice that demanded attention.<br />
        She was standing behind Zero, carrying a battered old guitar case in<br />
one hand and brushing her hair back from her eyes with the other. She was<br />
small, perhaps five feet two, with the lithe curves of a gymnast ill-disguised<br />
by the flimsy blouse she wore. The Bandit&#8217;s gaze flicked over her in a<br />
practiced instant: tight, well-worn jeans with a patch over the crotch, strong<br />
legs, light from the window behind her outlining her torso through the shirt,<br />
and the particular jiggle and barely noticable tenting of the fabric that<br />
bespoke small, slightly pointed breasts and no bra to hide the nipples. Her<br />
eyes were blue and wide like a child&#8217;s, and her freckled face was scrubbed<br />
clean of makeup. She tucked a wayward strand of wavy brown hair behind one<br />
ear, and continued, &#8220;I wish I could play like that&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        Zero looked into her eyes, and came to an instant decision. &#8220;A lot of<br />
people do,&#8221; he said pleasantly, and turned away from her, walking out of the<br />
lounge. She watched him go, her eyes puzzled.<br />
        &#8220;Oh, don&#8217;t mind him,&#8221; the Bandit said hurriedly, getting up from the<br />
couch and striding over to her. &#8220;He just gets nervous when people compliment<br />
him, that&#8217;s all. Say, I haven&#8217;t seen you around here before. Did you just move<br />
in?&#8221;<br />
        She smiled at him, revealing tiny dimples. &#8220;Yes. I just transferred<br />
here from Crystal City. This is my first semester. I&#8217;m called Flower.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I&#8217;ll just bet you are,&#8221; the Bandit grinned. &#8220;And I am the one and<br />
only Bandit. At your service, madam!&#8221; He took her proffered hand and kissed<br />
it.<br />
        She withdrew the hand gently, smiling. &#8220;Pleased,&#8221; she said.<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s grin grew even wider, if that were possible. He waved to<br />
the assemblage in the lounge. &#8220;My merry men,&#8221; he said. &#8220;Thud, Conan on the<br />
couch there with the Bitch Goddesses of Thamazor, and, uh, oh, yes! These two<br />
shameless exhibitionists at your feet are our very own Do-it-Yourself Messiah,<br />
the Rainbow Wizard, and HIS very own Mary Magdalene.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Messiah?&#8221; She looked over as the Rainbow Wizard got to his feet,<br />
drawing up Mary Magdalene beside him with one strong arm around her waist.<br />
She smiled up at him. &#8220;I&#8217;ve never met a real Messiah before. Do you work<br />
miracles?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;When I&#8217;m not being trodden down by the unfaithful,&#8221; the Rainbow<br />
Wizard smiled, &#8220;I can do almost anything. Welcome to the East Habitat.&#8221; He<br />
bowed to her. She dimpled prettily and gave him a mock curtsy, and the<br />
Bandit suddenly felt like the fifth wheel on a Continental: not good for much,<br />
and hanging on for the ride. It&#8217;s that goddamned Wizard thing again, he<br />
thought disgustedly. Why the hell does HE have to attract the pretty ones<br />
all the damn time?<br />
        Flower turned to Mary Magdalene, and said, &#8220;it must be terribly<br />
exciting, having your own Messiah. How did you manage to do it?&#8221;<br />
        Mary Magdalene smiled, but there was something in that smile that<br />
wasn&#8217;t the orgasm. &#8220;I was,&#8221; she said archly, &#8220;In the right place at the right<br />
time.&#8221;<br />
        There was silence for a few moments as several different thoughts went<br />
through several different heads.<br />
        MY tits never look that good without a bra on, Mary Magdalene thought<br />
worriedly, and how the hell does she keep her hips so slim? It&#8217;s a good thing<br />
I know the Wizard, or I&#8217;d be really worried&#8230;.<br />
        This, thought the Rainbow Wizard, is a woman to get to know better.<br />
        Nice hair, thought Flower. Seriously good smile, too. But she&#8217;s too<br />
heavy and she doesn&#8217;t take care of herself. And not only does she know it, but<br />
he knows it, too! Oh, mama, Crystal City was NOTHING compared to what I&#8217;m<br />
gonna do to Arcadia!<br />
        Wow, man, serious tit action here, Conan thought. Wonder if the Wiz&#8217;ll<br />
let me tear off a piece once he adds her to his little harem?<br />
        Thud was watching Mary Magdalene&#8217;s eyes. This is going to be very<br />
ugly, he thought to himself. I wonder how stable MaryMag is these days? If she<br />
gets too iffy, then POW! Catfight! Break out the body oil and the video<br />
camera!<br />
        The Bandit, forgotten in an instant, decided that sterner measures<br />
were necessary. &#8220;Uh, listen,&#8221; he said, &#8220;We&#8217;ll be getting together tomorrow to<br />
do some playing. Zero and I, I mean. Would you like to join us?&#8221;<br />
        Flower had obviously come to the conclusion that the Rainbow Wizard<br />
was more worth knowing than Zero. &#8220;Maybe later,&#8221; she said, scarcely looking at<br />
the Bandit. &#8220;I want to play some guitar duets right now.&#8221; She looked over at<br />
the Rainbow Wizard and smiled. &#8220;If you don&#8217;t mind, that is.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Not at all,&#8221; he said. &#8220;Will you teach me some new songs?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;If you&#8217;ll teach me a couple,&#8221; she replied guilelessly.<br />
        &#8220;Great! We can take turns playing,&#8221; Mary Magdalene said brightly. &#8220;I<br />
love playing duets.&#8221; She smiled pleasantly at Flower, her eyes hard as flint.<br />
Flower gave her the sort of smile one gives an adorable young child who&#8217;s just<br />
brought home a live snake as a pet.<br />
        &#8220;We&#8217;ll make it a trio, then,&#8221; the Rainbow Wizard said, fishing in his<br />
pocket for his room key. &#8220;Why don&#8217;t you go get my other guitar from my room,<br />
dear?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Okay!&#8221; Mary Magdalene&#8217;s desire to please the Wizard overruled her her<br />
suspicions, and she skipped off toward their room. The Bandit watched her go,<br />
thinking, too trusting to live. Jesus!<br />
        &#8220;Well, I guess I&#8217;ll be leaving,&#8221; the Bandit said uncomfortably. &#8220;You<br />
should stop by our place when you get a chance&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, I&#8217;d love to,&#8221; Flower said hastily, remembering her manners. &#8220;I&#8217;d<br />
love to hear what you and, er, Zero do.&#8221;<br />
        The Bandit managed a weak grin. &#8220;Well, we&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;YO! BANDIT! HEY, WIZ my MAIN MAN! Whuss happening, people?&#8221;<br />
        The Bandit winced. Please, he thought, O merciful God, not now, not<br />
while there&#8217;s some faint shred of hope&#8230;.<br />
        Livewire threw a corded arm about the Bandit&#8217;s shoulders and squeezed<br />
hard enough to dislocate his collarbone. &#8220;Howya DOIN&#8217; my MAN!&#8221; He caught sight<br />
of Flower for the first time, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.<br />
&#8220;Well, hell-LO there, pretty lady,&#8221; he said in his best Rhett Butler<br />
imitation, which was terrible, &#8220;I don&#8217;t believe we&#8217;ve been introduced&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Flower, this is Livewire. Livewire, this is Flower. She&#8217;s a<br />
transfer,&#8221; the Bandit said in a rush. &#8220;Now as I was saying&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        Flower gave Livewire the barest nod, and said to the Rainbow Wizard,<br />
&#8220;You have a lot of interesting followers.&#8221;<br />
        Any thoughts that the Bandit had in Flower&#8217;s direction were chopped<br />
brutally short. His eyes burned as he whirled to face her. &#8220;You watch your<br />
mouth, missy,&#8221; he gritted. &#8220;Livewire&#8217;s my drummer, and neither he nor Zero<br />
buys into this crock of shit that old Glow-in-the-Dark here shovels out for<br />
the faithful. And what goes for them goes double, triple, for me. Understand?&#8221;<br />
        Flower took a half step back from him, her eyes widening fearfully.<br />
&#8220;Don&#8217;t you talk to me that way,&#8221; she said feebly. &#8220;I can make mistakes, can&#8217;t<br />
I? I thought he was your friend&#8230;.&#8221; She looked from the Rainbow Wizard, who<br />
was regarding the Bandit sourly, back to the Bandit again.<br />
        &#8220;He is my friend.&#8221; The Bandit&#8217;s voice was soft. &#8220;I just wish he&#8217;d see<br />
a shrink before he gets somebody hurt.&#8221; He turned on his heel and left,<br />
tossing angrily over his shoulder, &#8220;Particularly himself!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oo, bad scene,&#8221; Livewire said, watching him go. Then he shrugged and<br />
said to Flower, &#8220;But he&#8217;s right, you know. This guy is like a TOTAL fuckhead.<br />
Thinks he can create trees!&#8221; Laughing uproariously, he did a back handspring<br />
away from them, bounded to his feet and charged off with a wave. &#8220;Later!&#8221;<br />
        The Rainbow Wizard smiled and shook his head with the weariness of a<br />
patient parent. He said, &#8220;It isn&#8217;t easy, being me.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Awwwww&#8230;.&#8221; Flower smiled at him, her eyes at once teasing and<br />
promising.<br />
        &#8220;Awwwww&#8230;.&#8221; mimicked Conan, his eyes still on the book.<br />
        Mary Magdalene was walking down the narrow hallway, the guitar case<br />
bumping against her legs, when the Bandit came striding toward her like a<br />
juggernaut. He brushed past her roughly, bumping the case from her hand with a<br />
jerk.<br />
        &#8220;Hey!&#8221; Mary Magdalene&#8217;s voice carried a lot more ire than people were<br />
used to hearing from her. &#8220;Why don&#8217;t you watch where you&#8217;re going?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I could say the same for you, sweetheart,&#8221; the Bandit snarled, not<br />
even turning around. &#8220;Better get out there in a hurry, or you&#8217;re going to be<br />
out of a job.&#8221; He slammed the door of his room behind him. Mary Magdalene<br />
looked at the shut door, then back down the hall toward the lounge. Her eyes<br />
narrowed into cruel slits, and her jaw set into a grim line. She marched down<br />
the hallway toward the lounge, rolling up her sleeves as she went.<br />
        The Bandit pulled open the refrigerator, pulled out a beer, opened it<br />
with his teeth, and downed a third of it in one swig. He sat down wearily on<br />
the couch and sighed, running a thumb over his aching teeth. Why do I keep<br />
doing that, he wondered wearily. One of these days I&#8217;ll break a tooth.<br />
        It&#8217;s just not goddamned fair! He reads a book on the theory of miracle<br />
working, convinces himself and everyone else within earshot that he&#8217;s got<br />
something special, and all of a sudden he&#8217;s up to his eyeballs in devoted<br />
female followers! It&#8217;s enough to make you sick&#8230;. I should have been a Psych<br />
major. Then I could get into people&#8217;s heads and make them do whatever I wanted<br />
them to, just like him! Bells! Love songs! Give me a break, for shit&#8217;s sake!<br />
        There was a soft knock on the door.<br />
        The Bandit took another long pull on the beer, finishing the bottle.<br />
I&#8217;m not going to answer it, he decided. I&#8217;m going to sit here very quietly and<br />
wait for whoever it is to go the fuck away. Then I&#8217;m going to crawl into bed<br />
and try to sleep while the Wiz is probably conniving BOTH of them into bed<br />
with him across the room. What the hell&#8217;s so special about cum that glows in<br />
the dark, anyway? Hell, if I&#8217;d been irradiated as badly as he was, MY cum<br />
would probably glow, too!<br />
        The knock was louder the second time.<br />
        Go away, the Bandit willed. Go away and leave me alone. I don&#8217;t want<br />
to be comforted, I don&#8217;t want pity and understanding. I just want to be left<br />
alone. Please!<br />
        &#8220;Bandit? Please open the door&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s eyes went as wide as Frisbees, then contracted shut in<br />
pain. No, anyone but her, he begged. Please?<br />
        There was a long silence.<br />
        Finally, with a ragged sigh, the Bandit got up and walked across the<br />
living room, setting the bottle down with a clank. He pulled the door open,<br />
and snapped, &#8220;What?&#8221;<br />
        Twink was obviously a bit taken aback by his tone, but she smiled<br />
tremulously and managed to struggle onward. &#8220;Can I come in?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;If you must,&#8221; sighed the Bandit. He motioned for her to enter, and<br />
she glided past him and sat down demurely on the beanbag chair, her legs<br />
curled under her. He resisted the impulse to get another beer, shut the door,<br />
and returned to his chair. &#8220;So what do you want?&#8221;<br />
        She smiled, the faintest hint of a kiss-me pout on her lips. &#8220;I ran<br />
into Livewire,&#8221; she said. &#8220;He told me you&#8217;d had a run-in with the Wiz over<br />
this new transfer kid.&#8221;<br />
        The Bandit sighed again. &#8220;I&#8217;m just a little bit tired of seeing him do<br />
the old hoodoo and having women drop their drawers for him,&#8221; he muttered.<br />
        Twink frowned slightly. &#8220;Drawers? What kind of drawers?&#8221;<br />
        The Bandit slapped his forehead. &#8220;DRAWERS, Twink! Panties! Underwear,<br />
y&#8217;know?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh,&#8221; Twink said, blushing. &#8220;No, I&#8217;ve never heard that word for them<br />
before. Drawers? What a funny word for underwear! I wonder where it came from?<br />
Shut up, Twink.&#8221; The last three words were spoken in the same conversational<br />
tone as the rest of her speech, and the Bandit almost missed them.<br />
        He raised an eyebrow. &#8220;&#8216;Shut up, Twink&#8217;?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I&#8217;ve started ending all of my sentences with it,&#8221; she said proudly.<br />
&#8220;It saves time.&#8221;<br />
        Somewhere in the Bandit&#8217;s gut, a small cold something tied itself in a<br />
knot. &#8220;Aw, Twink, that&#8217;s a terrible thing to say!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Well, it&#8217;s the truth,&#8221; she replied, shrugging. &#8220;People have been<br />
telling me to shut up ever since I got here. I can&#8217;t ask what the words mean<br />
in the movies&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Well, you&#8217;ve gotta admit not knowing the jargon in a movie that&#8217;s<br />
rated &#8216;R&#8217; is a little bit flaky for a modern teenager,&#8221; the Bandit said drily.<br />
        &#8220;I wasn&#8217;t raised with it,&#8221; she said wistfully. &#8220;My mummy and daddy<br />
never used curse words around the house, and neither did anyone else in the<br />
school.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I guess you didn&#8217;t miss much,&#8221; he smiled.  The knot in his stomach<br />
was slowly unwinding, and he took a moment to appraise the figure Twink cut<br />
critically. She was wearing that awful shapeless nightgown again, the<br />
polyester one that zipped up to her chin with the little lace collar, and<br />
furry bunny slippers in matching powder blue. Bunny slippers, he thought to<br />
himself. I mean, really!<br />
        For a brief moment, he found himself wondering what she would look<br />
like in real clothes, as opposed to the Godawful things her parents sent with<br />
her from wherever the hell in North Dakota she&#8217;d come from. All he knew was<br />
that she was no lightweight, and he wondered just how much fat she was hiding<br />
under those shapeless sweaters she wore. For a brief instant, he had a brief<br />
mental vision of Diva, her heavy breasts and wide hips as appealing as a<br />
Rubens in their way. The Bandit had always gone for short, willowy girls, but<br />
maybe there was something to Zero&#8217;s taste for ladies closer to Diva&#8217;s<br />
size&#8230;. He shook his head slightly. Get real, Bandit. You&#8217;re never going to<br />
get closer than ten feet away from Diva, and Twink ain&#8217;t no Diva!<br />
        &#8220;Penny for your thoughts,&#8221; Twink asked, twirling the tip of her<br />
nightgown&#8217;s collar drawstring between her chubby fingers. The Bandit&#8217;s gorge<br />
rose into his throat at her pitiful attempt at flirtatiousness, and he<br />
suddenly was feeling about as amorous as a retread on the Interstate.<br />
        &#8220;I was thinking,&#8221; he drawled, &#8220;About what an incredible pain in the<br />
ass some women can be&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, you mean Flower? Yes, she&#8217;s a live one, I&#8217;ll say,&#8221; Twink smiled.<br />
For the briefest instant, the Bandit could&#8217;ve sworn that she&#8217;d actually dodged<br />
an insult and delivered a comeback. Then he realized, as she continued<br />
talking, that she&#8217;d just missed the reference completely. Merciful God, he<br />
thought, how did a woman like this ever get into college?<br />
        &#8220;I&#8217;ve been talking with her, she lives in my hall. She&#8217;s kind of<br />
weird, always wearing old tiedyes and beads and and talking about how her<br />
parents used to walk around naked so she wouldn&#8217;t have any hangups and stuff<br />
like that. After I saw Livewire, I decided to breeze through the lounge and<br />
see what was going on. I thought it was really pretty funny, well, actually<br />
kind of sad, to tell the truth, I mean there&#8217;s the Rainbow Wizard playing<br />
away, and there&#8217;s Flower matching him note for note, and poor Mary Magdalene<br />
struggling along on the chords just to keep up! Everyone tells me that the two<br />
of them have been together just forever and they always will be, but it<br />
doesn&#8217;t seem to me that that&#8217;s a terribly healthy way to go, you know? Shut<br />
up, Twink.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, stop that,&#8221; The Bandit scowled. He&#8217;d heard about enough for one<br />
night. Somebody was leaving. Soon!<br />
        &#8220;Why?&#8221; Twink smiled at him again, standing up and stretching. &#8220;Do you<br />
have something better for me to do?&#8221;<br />
        Oh, Lord God, the Bandit thought. That&#8217;s the last straw!<br />
        He was on his feet in an instant, pulling open the door to the room<br />
he shared with Zero. It was empty; Zero had already gone to Diva&#8217;s for the<br />
night. He strode inside, growling, &#8220;Leave, Twink. Just&#8230;leave. Shut the door<br />
on your way out.&#8221;<br />
        He reached behind him to shut the door but Twink was there, pulling it<br />
shut behind her. &#8220;Are you sure you want me to leave, so soon?&#8221; Her voice was<br />
low and liquid, teasing.<br />
        The Bandit wasn&#8217;t having any of it, tonight, though. A woman like<br />
Flower ending up on the Wiz&#8217;s hit list, and Twink, for God&#8217;s sake, TWINK as a<br />
consolation prize? No, Goddammit, NO!<br />
        He whirled on her and hissed, &#8220;I have had enough of your stupid<br />
insinuations and your ridiculaous attempts at flirting! You&#8217;re making a<br />
complete and utter fool of yourself, and you&#8217;re not impressing anyone! You<br />
love the attention I give you and you have absolutely no intention of<br />
following through on ANY of your little hints, so why don&#8217;t you just put up or<br />
shut up!&#8221;<br />
        Twink stared at him, her eyes wide and bright. He returned her stare,<br />
his eyes burning black in the dimlight through the Venetian blinds.<br />
        Then, quite suddenly, she smiled.<br />
        &#8220;All right,&#8221; she whispered.<br />
        And in a single smooth motion, she unzipped her nightgown from her<br />
collar to her waist and let it fall to the floor.<br />
        The Bandit, master of the quick comeback, the left-handed compliment,<br />
and the subtle jab, the most dangerous verbal assassin in Arcadia, dimly heard<br />
his higher reasoning faculties shut down. His blood roared in his ears and he<br />
barely registered the fact that she was stepping forward and putting her soft<br />
arms about his neck. Instinctively his hands came up and grasped her waist,<br />
and her soft lips met his as the last remnants of his reasoning abilities<br />
surrendered with a fading crackle of static. Her lips were gentle, soft, and<br />
caressing, and she broke the kiss after a moment and held him tightly,<br />
whispering in his ear, &#8220;You&#8217;re trembling. What&#8217;s the matter?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, God, Twink,&#8221; he managed to get out somehow. &#8220;You mustn&#8217;t. I treat<br />
you like dirt! Worse than dirt! You deserve better than me, for God&#8217;s sake,<br />
find yourself someone who&#8217;ll give you a fair shake, don&#8217;t do this&#8211;&#8221;<br />
        She placed a cool fingertip on his lips. &#8220;Shut up, Bandit,&#8221; she said<br />
in a tone of mock sternness. She giggled at the turnabout, and he found<br />
himself laughing with her. Suddenly, with a roar of released emotion, he threw<br />
his arms around her waist and hugged her as hard as he could. She squealed as<br />
he lifted her up off the ground, thought better of it, and quickly set her<br />
down again. She met his gaze, her eyes mischevious, and suddenly lowered her<br />
arms to encircle his waist. His breath whooshed out of him as she returned<br />
the lift, laughing. She set him down on his feet again, giggling, &#8220;You<br />
shouldn&#8217;t hurt yourself. I&#8217;m a pretty big girl!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No kidding,&#8221; he whispered reverently, stepping back a pace to admire<br />
her. In all of my life, he thought, I have never dreamed that someone like<br />
this could exist outside of Playboy. I was right, Twink&#8217;s no Diva. Poor Zero,<br />
stuck with Diva&#8230;.<br />
        She wasn&#8217;t a classic beauty by any means, but her body was the stuff<br />
of Bandit&#8217;s dreams. She was ever so slightly overweight, just enough to give a<br />
softness to her joints and her lines, smoothing away the angles of bone<br />
beneath the skin. Her oval face and long, aristocratic neck swept<br />
uninterrupted into gently sloping shoulders, strong arms, and the most<br />
beautiful breasts the Bandit had ever seen. He&#8217;d only really slept with a<br />
couple of women in his life, and all of them had been, by choice or chance,<br />
short and slender, with tiny A-cup breasts that suited their small frames. In<br />
that instant, at his first sight of a woman with an average-sized bustline,<br />
the Bandit became a lifelong and firmly committed breast man.<br />
        &#8220;You&#8217;re beautiful,&#8221; he moaned, fingering her swelling nipples in<br />
disbelief. Twink&#8217;s breasts weren&#8217;t unduly large, but her nipples were<br />
something to see. As she sighed at his touch, they grew and swelled to the<br />
size of pencil erasers. He let his hands slide down her wide, flaring<br />
ribcage, and across her her washboard-flat stomach, pausing for a moment with<br />
his thumb in her navel and one questing finger curling about a tendril of<br />
downy, honey-blonde hair. &#8220;You&#8217;re also a natural blonde,&#8221; he noted with a<br />
grin, his sense of humor slowly returning.<br />
        &#8220;Of course,&#8221; Twink giggled. She reached up and began to undo the<br />
buttons of his shirt, whispering, &#8220;I want to see you naked, Bandit&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        Suddenly he gripped her hands with his, looking hard into her eyes.<br />
&#8220;Twink,&#8221; he said, &#8220;You don&#8217;t have to do this. I don&#8217;t know why you picked me,<br />
but I&#8217;m giving you the chance to back out now, before we go any further.&#8221;<br />
        She smiled up at him, her eyes bright with tears and her smile almost<br />
aglow. &#8220;I picked you,&#8221; she whispered,  &#8220;Because I love you. I forgive you the<br />
way you&#8217;ve treated me in the past, because I know you were all broken up over<br />
Teenie and how she dumped you. I want you, and I&#8217;d like for you to learn to<br />
love me, but all I really want to ask for are two things. Will you promise<br />
them to me?&#8221;<br />
        He frowned. &#8220;I will, if I honestly can.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Okay. First, will you be a litle nicer to me from now on?&#8221; Her gaze<br />
was wistful, and so full of pain that that the Bandit had to swallow to keep<br />
from crying.<br />
        He shook his head. &#8220;I can&#8217;t promise you that, not until I get to know<br />
you better. You and I need to talk, really talk, to one another, and right now<br />
I&#8217;m in no condition to make conversation. But I will promise to give you the<br />
common courtesy I&#8217;ve maybe been denying you, and to help you learn to defend<br />
yourself a little better when people start picking on you&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I&#8217;ll settle for that, for a start,&#8221; Twink whispered, a tear rolling<br />
down one cheek.<br />
        &#8220;Hey, hey, don&#8217;t cry. I want to see you laugh!&#8221; He smiled<br />
encouragingly at her, then on a sudden impulse tried tickling her ribs. She<br />
pulled away with a sharp laugh, and wiped her eyes. He found himself staring<br />
at her again, entranced by the way her breasts swung as she moved.<br />
        She smiled and slipped her arms around his neck, and whispered into<br />
his lips, &#8220;My second request is as follows. If I were to tell you that I want<br />
to stay a virgin, would you be upset?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Not at all,&#8221; the Bandit said instantly. &#8220;It&#8217;s your body, you have the<br />
right to control what happens to it.&#8221; And to his surprise, he realized that he<br />
meant it. Mom, you raised me right, he thought to himself, but the fact that<br />
there&#8217;s so much else of her to enjoy is gonna make keeping this promise a lot<br />
easier!<br />
        &#8220;Thanks,&#8221; she breathed, starting to unbutton his shirt again. &#8220;Now,<br />
where were we?&#8221; She peeled the shirt back from his chest, and leaned forward<br />
to kiss his nipples as she pulled the sleeves off of his arms. She dropped to<br />
her knees before him on Zero&#8217;s Persian rug, and giggled as she hastily undid<br />
his belt and the snap of his jeans. Slowly, tantalizingly, she lowered his<br />
zipper and pulled his pants down to his knees. His underwear, bulging and<br />
already stained, were next, and she laughed as his penis sprang free and<br />
gently swatted her on the cheek, leaving a sticky stain. She reached up and<br />
grasped it with both hands, stroking it gently. She looked up at him, and said,<br />
&#8220;You&#8217;ll have to excuse me if I&#8217;m a little awkward at this, I&#8217;ve only done it<br />
once before.&#8221; She frowned at the memory. The Bandit caught the frown.<br />
        &#8220;Really,&#8221; he said, &#8220;With who? Anyone I know?&#8221;<br />
        She released his penis. &#8220;Conan,&#8221; she whispered.<br />
        The Bandit stared aghast at her. &#8220;CO&#8211;WHY, for God&#8217;s sake?&#8221;<br />
        Her eyes filled with tears. &#8220;It seemed like the only way I could get<br />
close to you was to get in with one of your friends&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Oh, Twink&#8230;.&#8221; The Bandit&#8217;s erection wilted. He dropped to his knees<br />
and held her tightly as she began to cry.<br />
        &#8220;He, he stuck it in my mouth and started pushing it in and, and out,&#8221;<br />
Twink sobbed, &#8220;And I, I wanted to run away but I was afraid he&#8217;d stop me and<br />
maybe if I made him feel good he wouldn&#8217;t, wouldn&#8217;t&#8230;.&#8221; She broke down.<br />
        The Bandit rocked her in his arms, tears in his eyes. &#8220;That son of a<br />
bitch,&#8221; he whispered. &#8220;That dirty son of a bitch, I&#8217;ll kill him!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;NO!&#8221; She looked up at him and grasped the sides of his face with both<br />
hands. &#8220;I don&#8217;t ever want you to mention any of this to anyone. He&#8217;s never<br />
tried anything since, and I just want to put it behind me. I don&#8217;t want to<br />
forget that it happened. But I do want to forget enough of the hurt so I won&#8217;t<br />
go through the rest of my life afraid&#8230;.&#8221; She sniffled a bit.<br />
        &#8220;Twinkles, how the hell&#8217;d I ever underestimate you? You&#8217;re braver and<br />
more mature than anyone I know!&#8221; A tear rolled down the Bandit&#8217;s face.<br />
        &#8220;Oh, I love you&#8230;.&#8221; She hugged him hard. After a long moment, they<br />
heaved a simultaneous sigh, and helped each other up. Twink giggled as the<br />
Bandit waddled comically over to the bed and sat down, his pants still around<br />
his ankles. &#8220;Gotta get these shoes off before I kill myself,&#8221; he laughed.<br />
        He quickly undid the laces and divested himself of shoes, socks, and<br />
pants, as Twink came over and sat down on the bed beside him. She started at<br />
the scratchiness of the blanket on her bare bottom. &#8220;Hey, this is wool! No<br />
wonder you&#8217;re never cold at night,&#8221; she marveled, running a hand over the<br />
expanse of blanket. &#8220;It&#8217;s beautiful.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;You&#8217;re beautiful, too,&#8221; he whispered, running a hand down the<br />
exquisite curve of her spine and watching her arch her back in pleasure like a<br />
cat. &#8220;And tonight, you won&#8217;t be cold.&#8221;<br />
        Twink looked up at him, her expression suddenly pensive. &#8220;It&#8217;s funny,&#8221;<br />
she said softly. &#8220;I&#8217;ve never spent the night with anyone before.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;That&#8217;s okay,&#8221; he smiled, running a hand through her long golden hair.<br />
&#8220;You can get used to it really easily.&#8221; He drew back the covers, saying, &#8220;Hey,<br />
I just had a thought. Let&#8217;s just sleep together tonight, nothing else. It&#8217;ll<br />
give us a chance to get to know one another better, with no pressure.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Are you sure?&#8221; Twink looked askance at his penis, which was already<br />
erect again. &#8220;I don&#8217;t want to leave you like that. Won&#8217;t you burst?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Wha-at? No, of course not! You really do have a lot to learn, don&#8217;t<br />
you?&#8221; The Bandit grinned at her crestfallen expression. &#8220;Come into bed.&#8221;<br />
        She smiled uncertainly, and slid under the covers beside him. The<br />
Bandit sighed as Twink spread her warm body out over his like a blanket and<br />
cuddled against him with a happy smile. She&#8217;s kinda heavy, he noted, but as<br />
long as she doesn&#8217;t stop my breathing I guess I don&#8217;t mind&#8230;.<br />
        One of her hands, wandering down his belly, found and gently held his<br />
penis. &#8220;Good night, my love,&#8221; she whispered.<br />
        &#8220;Good night, Twink,&#8221; he replied, kissing her hair.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[    Some girls grow up wanting to be Vivian Leigh in &#8220;Gone With
The Wind,&#8221; gliding down an opulant staircase in an exquisite
evening gown. My fantasy aspirations came from a different era of
film. I wanted to be Samantha Eggar in &#8220;The Collector,&#8221; squirming
helplessly against my ropes with my captor is out of the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>    Some girls grow up wanting to be Vivian Leigh in &#8220;Gone With<br />
The Wind,&#8221; gliding down an opulant staircase in an exquisite<br />
evening gown. My fantasy aspirations came from a different era of<br />
film. I wanted to be Samantha Eggar in &#8220;The Collector,&#8221; squirming<br />
helplessly against my ropes with my captor is out of the room,<br />
loving and dreading the thought of what he would do when he<br />
returned.<br />
    That wasn&#8217;t my only fantasy, of course, but it was a powerful<br />
one. I took a lot of pleasure from it laying in bed alone, rubbing<br />
myself against the pillow between my legs, wishing for someone who<br />
could push me to new and higher levers of sexual feeling.<br />
    But I had absorbed just enough feminist philosphy from my<br />
mother to feel guilty about such thoughts. I also had just enough<br />
self-protective distrust of men to keep me from asking any of my<br />
early sexual partners to oblige. So I went off to college with my<br />
submissive feelings still unfocused, compartmented away from my<br />
&#8220;real&#8221; life. They probably would have stayed there but for<br />
Colleen.<span id="more-43"></span><br />
    Colleen was my senior roommate my only year at State: a dark-<br />
haired athletic girl who looked like she might have been a swimmer<br />
or a lacrosse player. Instead, she was a quiet sociology major and<br />
the photographer for the campus&#8217; alternative newspaper. The other<br />
girls told ugly jokes about her, including cruel and hateful tales<br />
of why four roomates had moved out on her in the last year.<br />
    I laughed politely, but secretly I hoped the gossip was true.<br />
I found out on the last night of Indian sumemr. With no air-<br />
conditioning in the dorm, the room was warm and I was hot. I<br />
wanted to slip my hand between my legs and enjoy the world&#8217;s best<br />
sleeping pill&#8211;but Colleen was awake, too, and to judge from her<br />
breathing and the rustling of the sheets, as restless as I.<br />
    After nearly an hour of mutual sleeplessness, she got up and<br />
opened a drawer at her dresser. I thought she would head down the<br />
hall to the bathroom, giving me time to &#8220;scratch&#8221; my itch. But<br />
instead she came and stood at the side of my bed.<br />
    &#8220;I&#8217;m going to massage you a little so you can relax,&#8221; she said<br />
in her gentle voice. Without waiting for my reaction, she took my<br />
foot and began to rub it skillfully, releasing tension I hadn&#8217;t<br />
realized was there. Her hands were cool and soothing on my hot<br />
skin. She worked her way slowly up my leg, kneading my calf in her<br />
firm fingers, then the back of my thigh. I did nothing and said<br />
nothing, just laid there and wondered how far she&#8211;this&#8211;would go.<br />
    Presently she moved to the other leg, beginning again at the<br />
foot and carrying her knowing touch up towards the softest and<br />
hottest spot, at the apex of my thighs. Her touch had inflamed my<br />
already heated pussy, and I was certain she could smell my musk.<br />
    If so, she gave no sign. Skipping my bottom and hips, her<br />
hands began to work the knots in my shoulders and back. My<br />
sleeping shirt made that difficult. When she modestly pushed it up<br />
to my armpits, I took over and removed it completely. In case that<br />
hadn&#8217;t been a clear enough message, I told her &#8220;Don&#8217;t stop. That<br />
feels wonderful.&#8221; The tremulous eagerness in my voice was real.<br />
    She stopped for a moment. &#8220;It can feel even better.&#8221;<br />
    &#8220;Show me,&#8221; I whispered.<br />
    &#8220;Turn on your back,&#8221; was her command.<br />
    I did, spreading my legs slightly. I lay nude before her<br />
except for my skimpy and well-soaked panties. She spread my legs<br />
still farther, then turned her attention again to my feet and<br />
ankles. But there was something different this time &#8212; something<br />
other than her fingers encircling my ankle. She tried to be both<br />
quick and casual, afriad I would realize what she was doing and<br />
stop her. I knew what she was doing. I wanted her to do it. I<br />
wanted my legs tied open to the bedposts. It was a fantasy coming<br />
to life.<br />
    When she was finished, she sat on the bed beside me and looked<br />
deep into my eyes. She saw there what she wanted to &#8212; my<br />
willingness, my desire. She bent forward to my breast and took a<br />
nipple in her mouth. The sensation was electric. My nipple grew<br />
hard under her tongue andlips. I moaned.<br />
    &#8220;Tie my hands, too,&#8221; I whispered.<br />
    She sat me up and tied my hands behind my back with a third<br />
pair of nylons, then pushed me back down. My weight on my arms<br />
made me feel suddenly powerless, and a surge of sexual feeling<br />
charged through me.<br />
    Climbing on the bed at last, Colleen knelt by my head. &#8220;You&#8217;re<br />
so pretty,&#8221; she said, stripping off her nightie and throwing it<br />
aside. The light from the windows illuminated her small oval<br />
breasts and flat stomach. I took her heady female scent deep into<br />
my nostrils.<br />
    &#8220;Please,&#8221; I urged.<br />
    She reached out and caressed my breasts, toying with the erect<br />
nipples. When she bent over to suck them, her own dangled above my<br />
mouth, and I strained upward, eager to give back what she was<br />
giving to me. But she kept her back arched and her breasts out of<br />
reach, and the frustration I felt only fired my own passion.<br />
    &#8220;Please,&#8221; I said, more urgently.<br />
    Colleen crawled on all fours toward the foot of the bed,<br />
bringing my head between her thighs. Sitting up, she stroked my<br />
belly and breasts with one hand. With the other, she at last<br />
sought out my pussy, caressing my slit through the slick cloth of<br />
my panties. I gasped and squirmed upward, thrusting my hips in a<br />
quest for the touch that would release what she had built up<br />
inside me.<br />
    But she took her hand away, and reached instead for her own<br />
love slit, just a few inches above my face, Stroking herself, so<br />
near to me, my senses overwhelmed and my body on edge, she<br />
tortured me by giving herself what I so badly wanted. There was<br />
nothing I could do but watch and listen and drink her in.<br />
    Colleen stopped short of her own orgasm and looked down at me.<br />
&#8220;Fight against the ropes &#8212; it&#8217;s better that way,&#8221; she said, then<br />
leaned forward and pulled the cloth of my panties aside. Her<br />
tongue found my clitoris.<br />
    Her instructions were superfluous. If I could have closed my<br />
legs or pushed her away I would have. The sensations were too<br />
intense to bear. But all I could do was jerk and twist helplessly<br />
at the bonds that held me, every muscle now rigid. She moved her<br />
tongue in hard, fast circles, her pace finally matching the<br />
urgency of my need. Without warning, she plunged three fingers<br />
into my ready vagina, stretching me so as to intensify still more<br />
the sensations her tongue was creating.<br />
    I arched my back and pushed myself up at her, and this time<br />
she didn&#8217;t pull away. I was moaning meaningless grunts and noises,<br />
and only the knots restrained my frantic movements. Finally she<br />
reached under me and drive a well-lubricated finger deep into my<br />
ass. AS she did, she sucked my clitoris like it was a nipple. I<br />
came, the muscles of my vagina and sphincter squeezing tight on<br />
her fingers. She slowed her tongue work but did not stop, and<br />
another wave of killing pleasure coursed through me, less intense<br />
but more delicious than the first.<br />
    I had never cried out when having an orgasm before, but I did<br />
then, so loudly that Colleen stopped and, laughing, shushed me.<br />
Undoing the knots, she turned and lay beside me.<br />
    &#8220;How did you know I would like it?&#8221; I whispered as she cuddled<br />
me.<br />
    She answered, &#8220;Because I do,&#8221; and kissed me deeply before we<br />
slept.<br />
                                #<br />
    Colleen and I played our games all year, moving into our own<br />
apartment at semester break for more privacy and freedom. She<br />
continued to take more interest in tease-torturing me than in her<br />
own pleasure, enjoying the sense of power that went with reducing<br />
me to squirming and screaming. I came to crave the total loss of<br />
control she forced on me, and encouraged her to push me even<br />
farther. She was only too happy to oblige.<br />
    At the end of the year, Collen got her degree and headed west<br />
for grad school. I dropped out &#8212; it&#8217;s hard to study when your<br />
wrists are bound behind your back to your ankles.<br />
    In the next few years, I took right lovers, five male and<br />
three female; moved five times to four different cities and towns;<br />
and held six jobs (counting only those I stayed in a week or<br />
more). If it seems that there was something missing from my life<br />
in this stretch, it&#8217;s because there was.<br />
    I had discovered X-rated movies and a new idol: Terri Hall in<br />
&#8220;The Story of Joanna,&#8221; forced to experience and ultimately enjoy a<br />
bizarre sexual slavery. My fantasies of submission took a rougher<br />
turn, and I even bought a riding crop in the hope that someone<br />
would use it on my bottom. I brought it out one day when Linda was<br />
visiting, and that ended that relationship. I suggested it one<br />
night to Tom, who loved the idea but was too timid to actually<br />
land a blow.<br />
    So I was left with masturbation and fantasy &#8212; until I<br />
discovered the bondage contact magazines, and through them an<br />
entire sexual underground. On the cover of the first such magazine<br />
I saw, a striking bare-breasted woman in black corsolette and high<br />
heels stared out at me as if she knew my secrets. She dangled a<br />
pair of handcuffs from one finger as if inviting me to offer my<br />
wrists.<br />
    I opened the magazine and skimmed its pages. There were dozens<br />
of delicious sights among the advertisers&#8217; photos: a young girl<br />
about my age bend back over a chair, breasts thrust out for who<br />
knew what treatment. A shapely older woman wearing black gloves<br />
and nylons displayed her whip-marked ass. It was a whole new<br />
world, strange and exciting. Unzipping my jeans, I slipped my<br />
fingers inside my already damp panties, and began to stroke my<br />
clit slowly as I read the ads and stared at the women.<br />
    In time, out of what can only be termed erotic desperation, I<br />
wrote my own ad. I asked for a woman in hope of recapturing what<br />
I&#8217;d enjoyed with Colleen. I asked for a couple in the hopes of<br />
being carried further by her knowing touch and his reckless<br />
strength.<br />
    Seeing the ad was a disturbing experience in itself. Above it<br />
appeared my photo: standing in a forest, wearing nothing but a<br />
choker, sandals, and a tan. The white bathing suit marks set off<br />
my breasts and the triangle of my pubic hair.<br />
    I started to wonder about who else was looking at the photo,<br />
that very minute, and what they were thinking. A shiver ran<br />
through me &#8212; a shiver of fear and anticipation. What old friend<br />
or lover might see it and wonder at the Katherine they never knew?<br />
And what new friends were even then stirred by my picture and<br />
sitting down to write me?<br />
    My mind&#8217;s eye filled with images from all my fantasies of<br />
being bound and submissive, and I ran my slick fingertips in<br />
faster and faster circles over my swollen clit. I sropped the<br />
magazine to the floor as the sexual energy spread in waves<br />
throughout my body, heat radiating from my flushed skin, my breath<br />
fast and shallow. As the sensations rose to a familiar peak, I<br />
reached under my blouse and squeezed the swollen nipple of my<br />
right breast. Gasping, my body squirming against imaginary bonds,<br />
I exploded in orgasm.<br />
    Closing my eyes, I savored the fading warmth, and thought<br />
again of the nameless strangers looking at my body. They knew what<br />
I was offering. The only question was, did I?<br />
    Letters started arriving within a few weeks, forwarded in big<br />
brown envelopes by the publisher. Most were from single men. Many<br />
sent pictures of themselves or their slaves. I read them all,<br />
acknowledged most with regrets, corresponded with a few of the<br />
more intriguing. The stories of their exotic experiences and their<br />
plans for me recharged my fantasy machine and made for several<br />
weeks of thoroughly satisfying masturbation.<br />
    But my real interest was in the rarer letters from women or<br />
couples. I wrote excitied answered which brought phone numbers,<br />
and offers to meet, even offers of plane tickets. Though I found<br />
myself deferring or declining the offers, it was a tremendous<br />
relief to no longer feel alone.<br />
    In time I realized that the only thing keeping me from the<br />
sexual slavery I craved was my own fear, and that fear would never<br />
go away until I took a chance. So one night, when my craving was<br />
strong, I looked through my letters for one from Karen and Jim, a<br />
professional couple in their thirties who lived in Illinois.<br />
    Their intelligence had reassured me, and their imagination had<br />
inflamed me. They disdained theatrical titles such as Mistress and<br />
Master, and spoke of making me a spirited, willful captive rather<br />
than a broken, submissive slave. Before I could change my mind, I<br />
called them.<br />
    &#8220;This is Katherine,&#8221; I said.<br />
    &#8220;Well, Katherine &#8212; are you ready to become our captive?&#8221;<br />
Karen asked without preamble.<br />
    I said yes.<br />
    &#8220;You know that you&#8217;ll be punished for taking so long to answer<br />
our letter.&#8221;<br />
    I said yes again.<br />
    &#8220;You realize that both of us will use and abuse you as we<br />
wish, and there won&#8217;t be a thing you&#8217;ll be able to do about it.&#8221;<br />
    &#8220;That&#8217;s what I&#8217;ve been wanting now for four years,&#8221; I told<br />
her.<br />
    &#8220;We&#8217;ll come to your home for our first encounter,&#8221; she said.<br />
&#8220;Expect us Friday night. Be freshly bathed and wearing a nightie.<br />
Unlock your door at eight. Do you understand?&#8221;<br />
    I said I did, and she hung up. Friday was six days away.<br />
                                #<br />
    They were late. I had waited on the couch, erading a favorite<br />
bondage novel, and my anticipation was turning to disappointment<br />
when Karen entered the house. Eagerly, I stood up to greet her. A<br />
few moments later she had taken me to the floor, handcuffed my<br />
wrists and ankles, and filled my mouth with a penis-shaped gag.<br />
    &#8220;Little girls shouldn&#8217;t leave their doors unlocked,&#8221; she said,<br />
picking up the book I;d been reading and clucking over its lurid<br />
cover. Then Jim arrived, carrying two suitcases. He locked the<br />
door behind him.<br />
    Karen went off to look the house over, and Jim came to crouch<br />
beside me. &#8220;You&#8217;re a very beautiful woman, and we hope we can give<br />
yu wahat you need,&#8221; he said softly. He pressed a small rubber ball<br />
into my right hand. &#8220;If any time tonight you want us to stop or<br />
slow down, just drop the ball, and we&#8217;ll do so immediately. We&#8217;re<br />
going to make you feel very sepcial &#8212; but only so long as you&#8217;re<br />
willing. Understand?&#8221;<br />
    I nodded, eyes wide with new emotions. If he had felt between<br />
my legs he would have seen that there was no question about my<br />
willingness.<br />
    &#8220;Basement,&#8221; karen said, returning. Seemingly without effort,<br />
Jim hoisted me to his shoulder and carried me down the stairs.<br />
Karen follwoed with the larger of the two suitcases. While Jim<br />
installed three big hooks in the bare rafters, Karen sat beside me<br />
and talked.<br />
    &#8220;Do you know why we&#8217;ve taken you captive?&#8221; she asked.<br />
    The right answer was no, and I shook my head.<br />
    &#8220;Because we like to take pretty little things like you and<br />
make them do all the delicious dirty things they&#8217;re too proper to<br />
do by themselves. We like to make them lick pussies and suck<br />
cocks. We like to play with their tits and pussies and make them<br />
beg for more. WE like to fuck their little cunts and assholes with<br />
dildos. We like to whip their little bottoms until they&#8217;re all hot<br />
and red. That&#8217;s why we took you captive. That&#8217;s what we&#8217;re going<br />
to do to you.&#8221;<br />
    She found my nipple through my nightgown and pinched it<br />
between her fingernails. &#8220;And you&#8217;re going to like it, too, before<br />
we&#8217;re done.&#8221; She kept up the pressure, and I squrimed and moaned<br />
into my gag. But I kept the ball firmly in my hand.<br />
    They worked as a team, to keep me off balance and in sexual<br />
anguish. Unlike Colleen, they were careful to take their own<br />
pleasure. I was bound kneeling over an ottoman, my ankles tied to<br />
my thighs, my arms bound behind my back. Ken used them as a handle<br />
as he moved behind me and drove his hard cock into me. His<br />
strength and maleness overwhelmed me. I had never been taken so<br />
savagely or so satisfyingly by a man before.<br />
    When he pumped his load deep up inside me, Karen presented her<br />
pussy at my mouth. I licked her eagerly. She stopped me before she<br />
came, and Ken brought her a two-headed dildo like I&#8217;d seen once in<br />
a German porno magazine.<br />
    Taking Ken&#8217;s place behind me, she slid the ribber cock into my<br />
unprotesting cunt, rotating her hips in a way that made me frantic<br />
with lust. Then she pulled out, and before I knew what she was<br />
doing, she pushed it deep inside my ass. Lubricated by Ken&#8217;s<br />
fluids and my own, the intruder stretched me and possessed me.<br />
Colleen drove herself against me with short bucking strokes until<br />
she orgasmed.<br />
    A blindfold suddenly covered my eyes, and then I felt hands<br />
untying the soft cotton cord that held my limbs. They tied ,e pm<br />
tiptoes, hands stretched overhead. Four hands roamed my body: two<br />
soft and knowing, two calloused and strong. The gag was removed,<br />
and lips found mine &#8212; woman&#8217;s lips. Karen kissed me tenderly,<br />
passionately. &#8220;I want to come,&#8221; I said when she pulled away.<br />
    &#8220;You will,&#8221; she said, and kissed me again. I suddenly realized<br />
that Ken had moved away. Karen held me, turned me. I felt<br />
something hard between my thighs, sliding up and down between the<br />
swollen lips of my pussy. My clit welcomed the stimulation. Just a<br />
little more &#8211;<br />
    Then it was gone, even as I realized what it was: the handle<br />
of a whip. A moment later I jumped as what felt like a dozen bees<br />
stung my buttocks. A moment later fire exploded across my back. I<br />
was being whipped, for the first time after a thousand imaginings.<br />
    Karen kissed me hungrily, one hand roaming my breasts, the<br />
other working skillfully between my legs, as Ken brough the whip<br />
down on my exposed skin. I moaned into her kisses, pressed against<br />
her soft skin. I danced to both her touch andt he whip&#8217;s, the ball<br />
clenched firmly in my hand. I could have made them stop. I didn&#8217;t<br />
want to.<br />
    When the orgasm came, my entire body blazed. For a long<br />
moment, I hung weakly from my wrists, panting, my eyes clenched<br />
shut behind the blindfold. Then as the unmatched and indescribable<br />
moment passed, I let the ball drop at last.<br />
    Afterwards they both held me. They didn&#8217;t need to ask how it<br />
had been for me. We all knew it had been sepcial.<br />
    &#8220;You&#8217;re a very sweet slave, Katherine,&#8221; said Karen after a<br />
time, cradling my head against her breasts. &#8220;We&#8217;d like you to come<br />
and live with us. But this isn&#8217;t the time to decide.&#8221; In the<br />
morning they went back to Illinois, even though I begged them to<br />
stay. But they left a plane ticket and a black leather collar on<br />
the bed for me to use when I&#8217;m ready.<br />
    I think I&#8217;ll be ready soon.</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        The Bandit rubbed his eyes and put down the book, tucking his pen in<br />
it for a bookmark. He sighed gustily and looked at the closed door to the<br />
living room. Muffled sounds of conversation were coming from outside,<br />
interspersed with shouts of raucous laughter: Conan, having some fun at the<br />
expense of one of the Wiz&#8217;s folks, no doubt. There was no sign of Zero; it was<br />
becoming obvious that he&#8217;d be spending tonight in Diva&#8217;s room. Bummer.<br />
        On impulse, the Bandit walked swiftly to his cassette rack and<br />
withdrew an album that he almost never played any more. He popped it into the<br />
deck, pulled on his headphones, and began to disrobe.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Oh very young, what will you leave us this time?<br />
        You&#8217;re only dancing on this Earth for a short while,<br />
        And though your dreams may toss and turn you now&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Come to bed, liebchen,&#8221; Diva smiled, stretching out languidly on the<br />
narrow mattress. Her body wasn&#8217;t a pin-up artist&#8217;s wet dream by any means: a<br />
bit heavy in the hips and thighs, just a hint of a double chin. But her heavy<br />
breasts and sinuous torso had an appeal all their own, as did the tawny patch<br />
of hair just above her swollen labia.<span id="more-40"></span><br />
        She licked her lips. &#8220;I&#8217;m thirsty.&#8221;<br />
        Zero smiled at her as he undid the buckle on his belt and dropped his<br />
pants to the floor. His straining underwear was stretched even more out of<br />
shape than usual, and he walked over to her and waved the huge bulge in front<br />
of her as he unbuttoned his shirt. &#8220;I can go get you a glass of water from the<br />
bathroom,&#8221; he offered politely. &#8220;Or did you have something else in mind?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Hmmmm&#8230;.&#8221; She rolled over onto her side, facing him and propping up<br />
her head on one elbow. She licked her lips again, reaching out with her free<br />
hand and giving the waistband of his underpants a tiny tug. The huge,<br />
throbbing mass under the cloth shifted position and tried frantically to<br />
escape, but didn&#8217;t quite make it. She laughed lightly at the spectacle, and<br />
ran a caressing hand over the scarcely-covered testicles, weighing them<br />
gently. With another gentle tug, she finally pulled the waistband over the<br />
tremendous obstruction keeping his underwear on, and the pants fell to the<br />
ground.<br />
        Zero&#8217;s penis was a terrifying club of throbbing meat dangling in her<br />
face, as big around as a kolbassi and nearly ten inches long. It was the kind<br />
of penis one tended to see in porn flicks, the sort of equipment that always<br />
seemed to belong to the men submitting their life histories to the Penthouse<br />
Forum. Most of the men who saw it coming out of the shower or in the locker<br />
room turned pale and got very quiet, suddenly selfconscious. Even Conan, who<br />
was put together like a stunt double for Arnold Schwarzenegger, said of it,<br />
&#8220;All that meat on that skinny little guy&#8230;. it&#8217;s just not fair! He probably<br />
can&#8217;t even manage a hard-on without passing out!&#8221;<br />
        That obviously wasn&#8217;t the case, as Diva could readily attest. It was<br />
true, the weight of the organ was such that it never stood up at more than a<br />
horizontal position even when fully hard, but that didn&#8217;t matter to her. All<br />
that mattered was where it went, and what it did when it got there. She stuck<br />
her tongue out as far as it would go, and licked the underside of the shaft,<br />
from the base to the tip of the swollen purple glans, and smacked her lips<br />
delightedly. &#8220;Finger me,&#8221; she said, &#8220;Finger me while I suck you dry.&#8221;<br />
        Zero slid a teasing hand down the length of her belly and over her<br />
pubic mound, searching for her clitoris. It was already oozing and swollen as<br />
he touched it; there was no question but that she&#8217;d been playing with it<br />
already before he&#8217;d gotten in. She was in no mood to waste time that night, he<br />
decided, and proceeded to slide two fingers into her slick crack as deeply as<br />
they could go. Diva grunted loudly, gently caught the huge head of the bobbing<br />
member between her parted lips, and teased the slit with the tip of her<br />
tongue, tasting the sticky pre-come there. His fingers were finishing her work<br />
of the past three hours, and she felt her orgasm surging up in her like a wave<br />
of molten lead. She smiled around the huge knob between her lips, looked up at<br />
Zero with wide blue eyes like a child asking for praise, and inhaled sharply.<br />
        It had taken months of practice with dildoes, but she&#8217;d learned to<br />
relax her throat muscles and take his entire penis down her throat without<br />
gagging, a trick none of his old girlfriends could ever have matched. It made<br />
him her slave; he couldn&#8217;t say no to her loving mouth, and the fact that the<br />
act made him seem the dominant one only put a touch of kink in the total<br />
control she exercised. But tonight she was too close to coming to bother with<br />
teasing him. Her strong inhalation sucked the entire pulsing member into her<br />
waiting mouth and down her throat, all the way down to the base. She heaved up<br />
on the bed, hands on his buttocks, scrotum flapping rhythmically against her<br />
dripping chin, and tried her best to swallow his penis whole. And when she<br />
felt him hit bottom, she began to hum.<br />
        That was all it took. Zero groaned and his legs shook as he dumped a<br />
huge load of semen directly into her stomach, and her humming turned into a<br />
confused series of muffled screams and gagging noises as she came all over his<br />
hand, the warm flow of liquid in her belly sending her over the edge. Zero,<br />
unable to endure the excess of stimulation, pulled his shaft from her mouth,<br />
and she coughed up a thin stream of semen after it, a grey line that trickled<br />
down her chin and onto her breast. She grabbed the still-rigid rod and pulled<br />
as hard as she could, milking more fluid from it as she pulled him down atop<br />
her and tried to feed his length into her sopping vagina.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Now that I&#8217;ve lost everything to you,<br />
        You say you want to start something new,<br />
        And it&#8217;s breaking my heart, you&#8217;re leaving,<br />
        And baby I&#8217;m grieving&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Teenie stared at the ceiling in the darkness, arms at her sides, legs<br />
tightly together. I wonder where he is tonight, she thought. Is he lonely?<br />
Does he miss me? Or will he just haul out one of those disgusting magazines<br />
from under the bed and pull on himself until he forgets about me? Probably.<br />
That miserable son of a bitch. I did the right thing, leaving him.<br />
        She rolled over and looked out the window at the drifting snow. It had<br />
been snowing heavily for nearly a week now, and there was more to come. She<br />
shivered. It was cold, even under her blankets. She frowned; it hadn&#8217;t always<br />
been this cold at night. But of course not; she&#8217;d had him in bed with her<br />
then, cradling her in his arms and saying how he&#8217;d loved her&#8230;.<br />
        &#8220;Not tonight, Bandit. Please?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Sure, sweetheart. Not if you don&#8217;t want to. Sleep well.&#8221;<br />
        And that was all. No nasty hints, no pleas, no angry words or threats.<br />
And later that night, when she was drifting in and out of sleep, she<br />
remembered the sudden splash of something warm on her back, the gentle hand<br />
that wiped away the stain, the kiss on her shoulder blade. He&#8217;d gotten what he<br />
wanted anyway. He always did.<br />
        &#8220;I don&#8217;t miss him.&#8221; She said it out loud to the dark. &#8220;He used me as a<br />
sex object. I don&#8217;t need him. The Rainbow Wizard was right. He just uses<br />
people, and throws them away. I&#8217;m better off alone now. I am&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        She rolled over again, and started suddenly to find a furtive hand<br />
betwen her thighs. Angrily she moved her hand elsewhere, and firmly shut her<br />
eyes. I&#8217;ll say twenty Hail Marys tomorrow, she decided, and go to Confession.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Oh, I can&#8217;t keep it in,<br />
        I can&#8217;t keep it in I gotta let it out,<br />
        I gotta show the world, world&#8217;s gotta see,<br />
        See all the love, love that&#8217;s in me&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Livewire staggered through the snow, singing to off-key to himself.<br />
His breath was thick with beer and vomit, and the front of his parka was<br />
stained. He fell forward into the snow and lay there, panting.<br />
        I gotta get up. My face is cold, I got snow down my pants, man, that<br />
really sucks serious dick. Shit. I&#8217;m tired. Maybe I should take a nap or some<br />
shit, just rest a minute. I&#8217;ll get up in a second. I&#8217;ll count to three. I&#8217;ll<br />
count to ten. I&#8217;ll count to three. One. two&#8211;<br />
        &#8220;Whugghh,&#8221; he said, scrambling to hands and knees and heaving beer and<br />
half-digested hamburgers into the snow. He wiped his mouth with one hand and<br />
got to his feet, weaving. Up ahead, through the snow, he could barely make out<br />
the front of the Eastern Habitat. He stumbled forward wearily, one hand<br />
outstretched before him. There were the front doors, up ahead, and there were<br />
the steps, and there&#8211; he unconsciously counted up four floors and over two<br />
windows&#8211; was HER window. SHE was asleep, looked like. Or she was fucking some<br />
football player or some shit up there. Yeah! Fucking some football player<br />
while he was stuck out here in the cold! Mother FUCKER!<br />
        &#8220;MOTHER FUCKER! YOU BITCH! I HATE YOU! I HOPE YOU DIEEEEEEEE&#8212;&#8221;<br />
        Livewire went face down into the snow again, retching. At long last,<br />
the last of the beer gone, he crawled up the steps and onto the porch. He got<br />
one hand onto the door handle, and pulled feebly. The door hadn&#8217;t latched<br />
properly when the last resident had come in, and so it opened with a click. He<br />
pulled himself inside, smiled happily at the warmth of the air as the door<br />
shut and locked behind him, and finally, mercifully, passed out.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning,<br />
        Born of the one Light Eden saw play&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>        The Rainbow Wizard held Mary Magdalene in his lap, gently bouncing her<br />
up and down, up and down. Her smooth, wet pussy alternately clasped and<br />
released his manhood, and he gently suckled on her breast as she threw her<br />
head back and sighed in utter ecstasy.<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        Their whispers were a litany of love under the ceiling poster of<br />
astrological signs that served as a canopy for Mary Magdalene&#8217;s bed. Unicorns<br />
adorned every wall, and posters of fantasy heroes with swords and bloodied<br />
shields hung on the door and beneath the window. A quartz crystal dangled<br />
before the single lit candle in the room, casting multiple sparks of rainbow<br />
light over the two intertwined bodies.<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        Over and over again, the words were repeated, chewed into meaningless<br />
mantric syllables as the surges of sexual release ebbed and flowed forward,<br />
surged up and receded, never allowing release, again and again and again&#8230;.<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I love you.&#8221;<br />
        Mary Magdalene felt the beginnings of his orgasm, the tightening in<br />
his legs, the swelling in his loins, the thin sheen of sweat on his face. She<br />
smiled at his expression, glad of his joy, and began to accelerate her<br />
thrusts.<br />
        &#8220;I LOVE you!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I LOVE you!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I LOVE you!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;I LOVE you!&#8221;<br />
        Suddenly he tensed, his legs splaying outward, and gasped as his seed<br />
filled her to the brim and overflowed, sweet, sticky, glowing faintly in the<br />
dim light. The hot fluid scalded her insides, bringing on a sudden orgasm for<br />
her as well, swift, sharp as a dagger, and as suddenly gone.<br />
        &#8220;I&#8211;ugh&#8211;LOVE YOU!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;UH! AH! I LOVE YOUUUUUUU&#8230;..&#8221;<br />
        She fell forward across him, her carpet of black hair extinguishing<br />
the candle, and kissed the long scar from his collarbone to his groin as he<br />
fell into a deep sleep. Lovingly, with a worshiper&#8217;s care, she lapped up the<br />
softly glowing semen from his shrinking penis, licking it clean, then snuggled<br />
up against him in the darkness. Her final whisper was a benediction.<br />
        &#8220;I love you&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Now that I&#8217;ve passed your test,<br />
        How could I lie to you baby, I&#8217;ll never make you sad&#8230;.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Twink laughed merrily, clutching her sides and rolling on the floor at<br />
Conan&#8217;s latest joke. Of course, she hadn&#8217;t &#8220;gotten&#8221; it, at least she she<br />
didn&#8217;t think she had, but she&#8217;d learned it was safer to pretend. When she<br />
asked what things meant, people always groaned and looked funny at her, and<br />
that was no fun at all.<br />
        Wiping her eyes, she got to her feet, and said, &#8220;Oh, Conan, that was a<br />
scream! I love hearing your jokes.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Great,&#8221; Conan grinned, knowing damn well that she was trying to hide<br />
the fact that she was totally clueless. God damn, what a total airhead! How<br />
could anyone get as far as she did without learning *something* about what was<br />
what, anyway?<br />
        &#8220;Is the Bandit coming back soon?&#8221; She phrased the question as casually<br />
as she could.<br />
        &#8220;He&#8217;s already asleep,&#8221; Conan replied, inclining his head toward the<br />
closed door to the room the Bandit shared with Zero.<br />
        &#8220;Oh!&#8221; Twink got up hastily, smoothing the skirt of her nightdress.<br />
&#8220;Then I guess I should be going; I just wanted to talk to him, that&#8217;s why I<br />
came down here&#8230;.&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Well, there&#8217;s me. Why don&#8217;t you stick around for a while?&#8221; Conan<br />
smiled winningly and stretched, flexing his muscles.<br />
        Twink looked into his eyes, her smile a frozen mask. She was<br />
remembering the last time she&#8217;d stayed around with Conan to wait for the<br />
Bandit: the dark, sweaty room, the awful, awful&#8230;.THING stretching her poor<br />
mouth out of shape, the taste of mucus and something else, his voice: &#8220;Don&#8217;t<br />
use your teeth, you stupid bitch! SUCK on it, don&#8217;t try to chew it up!&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;Thanks,&#8221; she said with feeling, &#8220;But I&#8217;d die first.&#8221; She cast one<br />
longing look at the shut door keeping her from the Bandit, and fled into the<br />
hallway.<br />
        Conan watched her leave, sighing. Women, he thought to himself. What a<br />
fucked-up species. He opened the door to his half of the quad, and noted that<br />
neither the Rainbow Wizard nor Mary Magdalene was anywhere to be found. He<br />
sighed again. Well, he thought, dropping his pants, at least I can beat off<br />
without having to listen to them whisper sweet nothings to each other all<br />
night. Now where&#8217;d I leave that copy of Hustler?</p>
<p>        &#8220;Another Saturday night, and I ain&#8217;t got nobody,<br />
        I got some money &#8217;cause I just got paid,<br />
        How I wish I had someone to talk to,<br />
        I&#8217;m in an awful way.&#8221;</p>
<p>        The Bandit pulled off the headphones angrily and hurled them across<br />
the room. &#8220;Fuck that shit,&#8221; he muttered, rolling over and closing his eyes.<br />
        Across the room, the cassette deck finished playing the album in a<br />
soft whir, and calmly shut itself off.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[        The room was bathed in fanned rays of yellow light, the glare of the
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        The room was bathed in fanned rays of yellow light, the glare of the<br />
streetlight outside the window only partially shuttered out by the Venetian<br />
blinds. It wasn&#8217;t a terribly cluttered or fancy room; bunk bed at one end,<br />
desk at the other, two closets and chests of drawers, mirror, and bookshelves.<br />
The walls were grey cinderblock, and the floor was institutional brown tile, a<br />
choice of a practical rather than esthetic nature. But that wasn&#8217;t to say that<br />
the room had no character; far from it. It wasn&#8217;t easy for a lowly teenager to<br />
make a dent in the Establishment&#8217;s effort to create anonymous conformity, but<br />
it could be done. The center of the floor was covered by a huge Persian rug,<br />
and the walls were adorned with Roger Dean landscapes: here an ethereal stone<br />
staircase over a cloudy sky, there a desert island floating in the clouds, and<br />
over there a huge mesa, a lake at its top, sheeting down water on all sides.<br />
And there weren&#8217;t many other rooms in the building that would have had<br />
furniture like that next to the desk: a keyboard stand with a small<br />
synthesizer, a pair of boxy guitar amps, a beautiful old Les Paul on a stand,<br />
and a hideously-customized old Rickenbacker bass beside it, a sort of<br />
&#8220;American Gothic&#8221; with guitars instead of the old farmer and his wife.<span id="more-38"></span><br />
        The bunk bed was occupied, top and bottom, and gentle breathing could<br />
be heard from both of the beds. Up top, two bodies were intertwined under the<br />
thick blanket, sleeping the sleep of the beloved. Down below, a single body<br />
was stretched out and gently snoring, head thrown back on the thick pillow,<br />
arms and legs akimbo. Suddenly, a tiny rustling motion came from beneath the<br />
blanket on the lower bunk. A small, moving lump appeared under the blanket,<br />
slowly and laboriously moving across to the edge of the bed. At the edge, it<br />
hesitated, trembling, then cautiously nosed out from under the covers.<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis was going exploring.<br />
        It looked to the left and right, carefully sniffing the air for<br />
anything out of the ordinary and listening for any strange sound that might<br />
mean trouble. Satisfied at last, it gathered itself carefully, and jumped<br />
lightly down onto the carpet, glans first. It was an undignified way to land,<br />
that was for certain, but it knew from experience that it was a hell of a lot<br />
nicer than landing on its balls. It scrambled upright and immediately scurried<br />
to the protection of the bass on its stand, in case someone might see it. It<br />
paused for a minute or two, waiting anxiously for that fatal gasp or scream in<br />
the darkness. None came.<br />
        Relieved, the Bandit&#8217;s penis began to explore its surroundings in<br />
somewhat greater comfort. It paused to lovingly stroke the bottom of the bass<br />
with its head, luxuriating in the feel of the cool, smooth lacquered wood<br />
against its skin. God, it loved that instrument! It always wished that the<br />
Bandit would play it naked one of these days, so it could feel the bass&#8217;s body<br />
resonating against it without the Bandit&#8217;s thrice-damned pants in the way. The<br />
insistent throb of the deep, powerful notes was so erotic, and there it was,<br />
stuffed into a pair of BVDs while the Bandit got to have all the fun!<br />
Sometimes life just wasn&#8217;t fair.<br />
        The Les Paul was nearby, gleaming black in the night. The Bandit&#8217;s<br />
penis gazed up at it a bit fearfully, and wondered if Zero&#8217;s penis felt the<br />
same way about the guitar that it did about the bass. It would have to ask,<br />
someday, but frankly it doubted if it had the courage to put forth the<br />
question. The Bandit&#8217;s penis was terrified of Zero&#8217;s. So was every other penis<br />
in the building. Or anywhere else on the campus, for that matter. The Bandit&#8217;s<br />
penis shivered at the thought of meeting it out here in the dark&#8230;.<br />
        The penis looked up at the synthesizer, and wondered at the flat black<br />
metal of its base. It was a strange one, that box. It shrieked, moaned, wailed<br />
and thundered. A lot like Diva when she was coming, actually. The Bandit&#8217;s<br />
penis chuckled at that one; Diva made him laugh more often than not.<br />
        Diva. The Bandit&#8217;s penis turned around and squinted up through the dim<br />
light at the upper bunk. There, perilously near the edge, was a blanketed<br />
back, wide and gently curved, and a generous pair of buttocks clearly outlined<br />
beneath the fabric. Zero was a lucky guy, that was for sure. She was smart,<br />
talented, friendly&#8230;well, to most people. The Bandit&#8217;s penis shrank a bit as<br />
she thought of the looks Diva gave the Bandit. Why doesn&#8217;t she like him, it<br />
wondered. He sure likes her well enough. Hmm, maybe that&#8217;s the problem. Well,<br />
it&#8217;s not my place to advise him on such things. Onward!<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis sauntered under the music stand, and clambered into<br />
the closet. There was the Bandit&#8217;s old laundry bag, smelling of sweat, and<br />
dirt, and&#8230;. Suddenly the penis stopped, stiffening, and sniffed deeply at<br />
the bag. Good Lord above, it thought, there&#8217;s a pair of panties in there! Now<br />
who in the heck&#8211;<br />
        Oh. Right. Silly of me.<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis wilted completely and slumped into a dejected heap.<br />
Oh, damn, it wailed, why&#8217;d I have to find those? She probably put them in<br />
there to be cleaned, the last night they slept together, and he hasn&#8217;t given<br />
them back yet. Damn!<br />
        It thought miserably of the wonderful warm nights through the winter<br />
that the Bandit had spent with Teenie, before she&#8217;d broken up with him and<br />
left him alone and cold and miserable and horny and frustrated and&#8230;. it<br />
could remember every inch of her, her long lustrous black hair with the<br />
glorious red highlights that took her forever to comb, her wonderful firm lips<br />
that the Bandit wasn&#8217;t allowed to kiss too hard because she&#8217;d be too sore to<br />
play the clarinet, her beautiful breasts with their rosy-pink nipples and<br />
virtually nothing else to them, her slim, tight torso with the razor-sharp hip<br />
bones, her&#8211; The Bandit&#8217;s penis sat up again. Maybe it wasn&#8217;t such a bad thing<br />
that she left after all, it decided. The Bandit can do better. I hope.<br />
        It hopped down from the closet and waddled comically along the wall,<br />
past the dressers and mirror and back toward the bed. Ah, it&#8217;s wonderful to<br />
get out and about in the cool and quiet of night! Pity the poor female, whose<br />
privates never get out to see the world and get a bit of exercise. It did a<br />
few somersaults, just for fun, and rolled over to the foot of the bed. The<br />
first faint light of the rising sun was starting to tinge the stark yellow of<br />
the lights outside, and it glanced at the luminous dial of the alarm clock<br />
nearby to see what time it was.<br />
        It read 6:57.<br />
        The Bandit&#8217;s penis was glad it didn&#8217;t have any vocal cords, because it<br />
would&#8217;ve screamed blue murder right then. Three minutes to seven? Dear GOD!<br />
        Frantically it waddled over to the end of the bed, cursing the pain in<br />
its balls. A lot like walking on sore feet, it supposed. Really sore feet,<br />
that is. The bedclothes were loose and dangling almost to the floor, as usual;<br />
fortunately the Bandit was a pretty sloppy hand at making beds. It strained<br />
upward, and just managed to hook itself in the little cusp of the partially-<br />
tucked blanket. With a mighty heave, it levered itself up to the level of the<br />
matress. For a split second, it lost its balance, and teetered on the edge of<br />
the bed, visions of a long fall right onto its balls playing grotesquely in<br />
its terrified imagination, but it recovered itself with a desperate lunge and<br />
lay panting for a few moments. The lump under the covers quickly shuffled up<br />
the length of the bed, between the sprawlingly spread legs, and stopped.<br />
        For perhaps a half minute, all was still.<br />
        Then the alarm clock began to blare heavy metal music at an ungodly<br />
volume, silenced a moment later by a groggily-aimed fist smashing down on the<br />
SNOOZE button. The Bandit remained frozen in midreach for a moment, body half<br />
raised from the matress, then collapsed back into bed.<br />
        Above him, he heard a moan, a light kiss, indecipherable whispers.<br />
Then a pair of shapely legs appeared over the edge of the bed, followed by a<br />
meaty but well-rounded pair of buttocks, demurely clad in purple panties. With<br />
a graceless thump, Diva dropped to the carpet and hastily began to dress. She<br />
didn&#8217;t turn around; the Bandit was watching her, and she knew he was watching<br />
her, and what was worst, HE knew that she knew that he was watching her and<br />
that wasn&#8217;t stopping him.<br />
        Another pair of legs, much skinnier and covered with hair, appeared at<br />
the foot of the bed, and ingerly turned around, hunting for footing. Zero<br />
climbed down to floor level, muttering, &#8220;Morning, Bandit. Sleep well?&#8221;<br />
        &#8220;No,&#8221; the Bandit responded. &#8220;Not at all.&#8221; He scratched his groin and<br />
swung his legs out from under the covers, smacking his lips distastefully at<br />
the awful layer of perdition in his mouth. He blinked, trying to remember the<br />
fragments of something very near, yet too nebulous to touch.<br />
        &#8220;I&#8217;m never going to sleep on a full stomach again,&#8221; he vowed wearily.<br />
&#8220;Pizza with mushrooms and onions gives you the WEIRDEST dreams!&#8221;</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[I await for Sam to get here. An old friend dating back for some
35 years. I do not know what happened to him, flying high on the
Texas oil boom for so many years and now without a penny to his
name, I do not really feel sorry for him but I can not leave him
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I await for Sam to get here. An old friend dating back for some<br />
35 years. I do not know what happened to him, flying high on the<br />
Texas oil boom for so many years and now without a penny to his<br />
name, I do not really feel sorry for him but I can not leave him<br />
in the cold since he really wants to come back to the area to<br />
live. Hope I can help him get back on his feet!</p>
<p>Its around 9PM when he arrives, his gleeful smile and happy-go-lucky<br />
attitude mask the depression he must be feeling. &#8220;Hi Dan how&#8217;s every<br />
little thing?&#8221; he asks then turning to her he say &#8220;Hi Karen&#8221;. My wife<br />
does not want him staying with us as she feels that the drain on<br />
our finances will be to great. She manages to utter &#8220;Hello Sam, glad<br />
your finally here we were worried about you on the long trip!&#8221; What<br />
tripe but it sounded warm and friendly, what more can I ask for. &#8220;Let<br />
me show you to your room so we can put you bags there and you can get<br />
use to a hard floor under your feet again.&#8221; I said feeling happy that<br />
all the ill had been melted and things were off on the right track!<span id="more-37"></span></p>
<p>We quickly went out to his Jeep Wagoneer and unstrapped some of his<br />
belongings from the roof of the car. This was sad as almost all of<br />
him was carried in a car. We took a few of the suitcases and bags to<br />
our fourth bedroom so Sam could unpack the items he needed most for<br />
the next few days. As we walked up the stairs I looked back at him<br />
and could see the tiredness in and around his eyes. He said &#8220;I&#8217;ll get<br />
the rest tomorrow, I need a glass of pop and some rest! This 1200<br />
mile trip with only a night sleep has me pooped!&#8221; &#8221; I understand and<br />
we can do whatever when you wake up.&#8221; were the only words I could<br />
muster up.</p>
<p>We walked into the family room and Karen sat there watching TV. She<br />
was about to turn off the tube from what we had been watching when<br />
I said &#8221; Leave it on, Sam&#8217;s tired and going to bed so we might as well<br />
watch the rest.&#8221; She smiled and asked if things were to his liking<br />
and comfort? As he poured his pop over the ice he smiled at her as<br />
he assured her that everything was great. He sat with me on the couch<br />
as he drank with his body slouching as he deeply relaxed. Finishing<br />
his first and second glasses of pop he said &#8220;Good night all &#8211; I&#8217;ll<br />
catch you in the morning&#8221; and started the walk to his room.</p>
<p>&#8220;Karen, thanks for being friendly. You did not even ask what had<br />
happened to him?&#8221; I spoke quietly. &#8221; He would do the same if the<br />
roles were reversed. When he can speak freely about it, he will let<br />
us know.&#8221; her firm voice continued &#8221; I only hope he can sleep and<br />
rest up from coming back.&#8221; That was reassuring to me to hear the<br />
concern in her voice instead of worrying about our household. With<br />
that we watched the rest of the program and the 11 O&#8217;clock news and<br />
trotted off to bed.</p>
<p>I awoke the next morning feeling like a million dollars, the sun behind<br />
the curtains let me know it was daybreak. On Saturday mornings I always<br />
slept in but with Sam around I did not want to miss a wakening moment<br />
that I might spend with him to help him out. I looked over and Karen<br />
had all ready arisen, the thoughts of pancakes and sausage filled my<br />
mind as I new breakfast could not be but minutes away from my<br />
belly, but the smell was missing where was that smell?</p>
<p>I walked down the hallway toward the stairs, my ears picked up the<br />
soft moaning sounds that were emerging from the spare bedroom. Quietly<br />
I approached the door and found it cracked open. All I could see was<br />
Sam&#8217;s hairy ass as it raised and lowered in Karen. Her legs were wrapped<br />
around Sam&#8217;s ass and the two of them were going strong. Both of them were<br />
moaning like animals in heat. I wanted to burst in to stop this fucking<br />
but something just held me back as I watched some more. Sam&#8217;s pounding<br />
ass was moving faster as he slammed away at her box. His breathing was<br />
becoming more labored as was hers. You could tell that her legs were in<br />
a vise grip on him so he had to lift her weight as well as his on each<br />
mighty stroke. She would clench her legs to move her cunt up his rod<br />
as he lifted her off the bed and she slid down his cock on the downward<br />
thrust as he would bury his rod deep in her twat. My cock started to<br />
rise just as if I were watching an &#8220;X&#8221; movie or reading a BBS adult text<br />
file. They were moving at a quickened pace then Sam hung in mid air and<br />
Karen raised herself on his rod until his grunting was all over. She<br />
just hung their as his cum must have been filling her hot box. Then Karen<br />
continued to ride on his cock, moving at great pace so she could cum too!<br />
She hurried, then slowed her pace, as I heard that little scream that<br />
indicated that she had just released her own spasm and I could feel<br />
her contractions pulse around my now rigid cock as I watched. Sam then<br />
collapsed onto her body, holding her tight to kiss her lovely lips, then<br />
rolled his body off to the bed. Her eyes were closed so I could tell that<br />
she had enjoyed herself.</p>
<p>As he lay there Karen rose and kissed him hard on his mouth. I saw<br />
her then lick down his body till she found the shriving cock that<br />
had just brought her to extascy. Her mouth opened and she took it in,<br />
sucking his last drops of cum from his now limp rod. She must have also<br />
been cleaning her own juice off his outside skin. She was down there<br />
for some 5 or 10 minutes before the rod started to stiffen in her mouth<br />
you could see her head raise from his thighs. Soon her head was a full<br />
6 inches off his torso as she held his cock head between her sultry lips.<br />
Her mouth sucked harder as her head moved up and down his cock length<br />
with those cheeks caved in showing the great suction that was being<br />
applied. She looked as hungry as I had ever seen her as her head moved<br />
down that pole till her lips brushed his pubic hair, hanging their, not<br />
moving as she must provide a warm and wet sheath around his rod to make<br />
it as comfortable as could be.</p>
<p>I watched with mixed emotions, I so wanted to break it up but was<br />
afraid. I knew in my mind that to do so would end Sam&#8217;s stay and he had<br />
nowhere else to go. My best friend and wife, how could I allow this to<br />
be in front of me? My wife and my best friend, how to stop this without<br />
loosing one or both. I thought for a moment as my hardon raged, telling<br />
me I had to take care of my stimulation first, so I went back to the<br />
bedroom. </p>
<p>Laying down on the bed all my mind would allow me to think of was my own<br />
my own pulsing cock. The sight of the 2 of them had made me so horny that<br />
my thoughts were only of myself. Could it be that this watching was going<br />
to be my turn-on. The feeling of my hand grasping my rod tightly felt ever<br />
so good. The soft pumping in its up and down action tingled the spirits<br />
of my soul, this was great. My stroking on my pulsing cock became harder<br />
and faster, I could feel all of her as if she had been doing me instead<br />
of Sam. The precum that had moistened my cock felt good in my hand as<br />
their figures danced in my mind. Those balls of mine started to ache. My<br />
pumping became faster till the hot cum shot up in the air splattering<br />
all over myself and the bed, the warmness of her mouth being all that was<br />
in my head helped the lust of the moment. I still felt her mouth as my<br />
rod slackened in my palm and the room smelled of my self induced sex. I<br />
could only lay there, exhausted and drained. </p>
<p>My sex released, I quickly returned to reality. The thought of never<br />
making a decision that would not hurt, one way or the other, dwelled in<br />
my brain. Sam and Karen must never know I watched or how much I enjoyed<br />
it. I then drifted back to sleep, as I should have been all along, never<br />
to have seen the 2 of them together.</p>
<p>I was awakened by a soft hand on my shoulder. There she was, my loving<br />
wife, Karen looking down at me telling me it was time to rise and shine.<br />
The breakfast was ready and they were awaiting only me. I rose and taking<br />
her arm pulled her over to kiss her, my mouth met her lips and my tongue<br />
pierced her lips and teeth. Argh, only mouthwash was to be had, instead<br />
of tasting the sex that she had so boldly participated. Not wanting her<br />
to sense the test I let my kiss linger as her hands roamed my head.</p>
<p>&#8220;STOP&#8221; or we will never get any food this morning she said. With that<br />
Karen pivoted away and walked downstairs. Yea I thought she&#8217;s all ready<br />
had her fill this morning but all I had was my hand, no wonder she was<br />
fulfilled. I threw on my old clothes to walk after her to have a seat at<br />
the kitchen table.</p>
<p>Not suprizingly Sam was already seated and looked up at me as I entered.<br />
&#8220;Great morning isn&#8217;t it!&#8221; he spoke cheerfully. &#8220;Sure is, the suns out and<br />
the weathers excellent. What more could you wish for.&#8221; I spoke as I know<br />
I would feel the same way had Karen just done me as she had him. Without<br />
to many more word of greeting we all sat down to scrambled eggs and bacon.<br />
As the food enter my mouth my gaze kept going toward the 2 of them. They<br />
were concerned more about each other than me and I caught them exchanging<br />
glances back and forth, just smiling at each other. The food was good<br />
but the conversation was lousy.</p>
<p>After breakfast Sam and I returned to unloading his car. I had never<br />
realized how much the wagoneer could hold or how many steps it was<br />
carrying stuff upstairs. We made load after load upstairs, filling<br />
what use to be an uncluttered room. Now things were piled high all over<br />
the bed and floor. Sam brought up a single sack that he held like a<br />
baby. &#8220;Hope you didn&#8217;t strain yourself&#8221; I said. &#8220;No its for later this<br />
evening and I didn&#8217;t want it to break&#8221; he uttered.</p>
<p>Finishing the pack mule stuff I left Sam to put it away as I headed<br />
downstairs to watch some TV. You could hear Sam cussing as well as<br />
his heavy footsteps as he tried to clear his clutter. The TV was<br />
showing some great football and I was soon lost into the professional<br />
game. Time always slipped by for me during football games. Sam had<br />
joined me for the last half of the game and the male bonding we shared<br />
arose in my mind as I realized why we invited him here in the first<br />
place. All that was seen was soon forgotten as it no longer was a main<br />
stream emotion. </p>
<p>His hurt shown through his cheerful exterior. This proud man had lost<br />
all most everything he had and was now seeking my help to reestablish<br />
himself as a human being. As the game went on I was attentive to his<br />
needs, listening, cheering, and generally boosting his ego to main<br />
stream his emotions so he knew he wasn&#8217;t alone. </p>
<p>Our nostrils were filled with good smells as the game ended and the<br />
news came on. Pungent smells of Italian food filled the air as we knew<br />
that Karen was fixing something delicious for our meal. We were called<br />
for dinner and went to the table as if starved, which we were. There<br />
before us were an assortment of goodies salad piled with olives, a bowl<br />
of nectarines, and pizza piled high with black olives. As we sat we were<br />
told that this is a passion dinner so we better eat well and with that<br />
she  brought forth a bottle of red wine. She poured the wine and as a<br />
glass would empty she would refill it to the brim.</p>
<p>Later that evening things had gotten boring, most of all the chit-chat<br />
had subsided and lulls of silence filled the air. My concentration was<br />
on keeping empty my glass of wine till the bottles were empty. Karen<br />
jumped up and said she had a gift for us, a video we hadn&#8217;t seen before.<br />
She ran to get the tape as Sam said since the wine was gone he would<br />
break out what he brought with him. I watched as now both had disappeared.</p>
<p>Sam reappeared first with the bag he had gently carried. Opening the<br />
bag uncovered a gallon bottle of wine, the red type with fruit pith in<br />
it. Karen soon came back and stuck the tape in the VCR and switched the<br />
channels for the movie to come on. As I swallowed the sweet wine that<br />
tasted like pop the movie exploded into view. It wasted no time and got<br />
right to the point.</p>
<p>There before us was a gal sucking on a monster cock. The gal was licking<br />
the cock up and down its length. She would pause now and then to put<br />
the cock head between her lips to hold it there like to warm it from<br />
the cold. She then licked it some more before squawatting over this hard<br />
rod and making it disappear in her twat. She pumped up and down with her<br />
puss for a long time then rose so the load of semen shot up into the air<br />
all over the guy. Then she licked him clean all up and down his body.<br />
The picture faded and another came up of the same gal doing a black stud<br />
who had a more well endowed manhood. The black must of been 10 inches<br />
long plus had an enormous thickness. She licked up and down this rod as<br />
her tongue looked much smaller in comparison than in the last scene.</p>
<p>Karen came over to sit between Sam and I on the couch. She leaned toward<br />
me and whispered &#8220;You shouldn&#8217;t be alone to watch this&#8221;. With that the<br />
movie panned the gal taking the black cock between her lips and going<br />
down over its length. I felt my zipper coming down with my hardness<br />
popping from my underware as they were opened. The video was showing<br />
her lips pursed around the blacks cock just as Karen&#8217;s lips encircled<br />
mine. My god what a feeling, the wetness, the warmth, the tongue as<br />
it played with my cock head. My head went back as I scooted forward to<br />
give her a better shot of my stiffness.</p>
<p>My head swilled as my lust grew higher. Karen&#8217;s head moved slowly as if<br />
she was meeting a stranger and wanted to make sure she didn&#8217;t overlook<br />
anything important. Her tongue flicked past the opening on my cock just<br />
pausing long enough to lick her tip across its slit. My eyes were well<br />
shut as in the darkness my feelings heightened. Her warmness was making<br />
my balls ache as she brought her head farther down my hardness. Her lips<br />
were in my pubic hair as I felt the rear of her throat as my cock went<br />
deeper toward her stomach. She rocked my cock left to right never taking<br />
it form deep in her oral cavern, she kept rocking it side to side with<br />
only an occasional breath passing by. My ears pulsed with the pressure<br />
as my blood had raised. With my pulse quickening my breathing became<br />
harder as she raised her head to bob up and down on my shaft length.<br />
Her lips were lightly touching my cock as her teeth came in contact<br />
with my under skin and she inhaled just as my wad exploded into her<br />
mouth. A huge breath was inhaled into her lungs as it race past my cock<br />
head and into her mouth. Karen twitched, bobbing recklessly about my<br />
cock sometimes slurping others lightly sucking. Having cum I opened my<br />
eyes to see that her gown had raised and Sam had been pumping at her<br />
cunt. She had cum with my cock in her mouth to perhaps explain the<br />
greatest blow job I had ever had.</p>
<p>She raised her cum filled mouth and frenched me letting my salt be a<br />
main course for the 2 of us as she swallowed. It takes more that one<br />
to make a gal super happy, you should know that Dan was something like<br />
she muttered. Sam&#8217;s cock was hanging limply from his torso, mine was in<br />
a flaccid state also. His sticky goo was running down her legs as she<br />
kept on all fours. The delight on Karen&#8217;s face was an indicator of her<br />
joy and pleasure, even if I wanted to, how could I deny her this.</p>
<p>Karen told me and Sam to undress and sit on the couch on each side of<br />
her. We both did as she requested. Once there she grabbed both of our<br />
manhoods to play with as we started to watch the movie again. A new<br />
woman was in this flick licking the balls off some guy. The woman then<br />
spit all over the guys cock and rubbed it up and down, I was ready to<br />
see this man explode all over the camera. She brought forth a jar of<br />
KY jelly and lubed the cock from top to bottom. Without hesitation she<br />
got up and lowered herself butt first down his stiffness, ever so slow<br />
was her lowering that you could not tell it unless you watched  his<br />
cock shorten into her rectum. when it was all the way in she started<br />
to raise and lower those sweet buns on his cock as he tried to raise<br />
himself deeper up her. As the woman felt him rise she would just lower<br />
her butt as the additional weight made his ass fall.</p>
<p>&#8220;Come on you 2 you&#8217;re both ready again&#8221; Karen said &#8220;I need you both on<br />
the floor and remember this is for my enjoyment also.&#8221; She led us into<br />
the middle of the room and had us lay down toe to toe with each other.<br />
We scooted at her command till finally our knees touched as Sam&#8217;s legs<br />
were over mine. Karen positioned her body so she could suck Sam as she<br />
would fuck me. Her pert ass was all that faced me. I looked up to the<br />
TV just in time to see the woman lift her body of his rod as goo flew<br />
into the air drenching the back of her ass and falling all over his<br />
manhood. My eyes drifted to Karen&#8217;s cute ass waving in the air as looking<br />
between her legs I saw Sam&#8217;s shaft fade into her mouth. As if on que she<br />
reached my cock and holding it sank that wonderful twat around and down<br />
over it. As i rose on an elbow I touched the hole in her butt as my TV<br />
screen displayed another lass giving a butt fuck lesson to a guy. She<br />
wasn&#8217;t prepared for that an wiggled her ass away from my finger so I<br />
just lay back to enjoy the fuck and video.</p>
<p>My senses were filled, the velvet of Karen&#8217;s twat was working its magic<br />
on my cock. Karen new how to make her muscles tighten and loosen around<br />
my shaft to cause the greatest sensation but I had nothing to cling to<br />
and that made me feel strange. Meanwhile I watched the movie of the lass<br />
in the butt fuck. The lass had gotten off the guys cock when it dawned<br />
on me she had not used any jelly so when she turned to suck on his rod<br />
it all dawned on me. His rod looked clean as the lass&#8217;s lips moved all<br />
over his rod, licking, sucking, with some biting. I was more into the<br />
movie than my thoughts were on Karen or her pussy. What a great butt the<br />
lass had and what a mouth but I would hold Karen&#8217;s mouth to hers any<br />
day. Karen was thrashing wildly on my cock, her muscles beating out ITS<br />
TIME TO COME. With that my body took a stronger stance as my ass lifted<br />
higher in the air so penetration could be deeper. As my body was in mid<br />
air I heard the scream but this time felt her convulsions around my<br />
cock. The twitching muscles sometimes tickled but these were robust and<br />
heavy, she had cum to the best climax I had felt.</p>
<p>Karen turned to me &#8220;What&#8217;s the matter with you? Sam came minutes ago,<br />
you should have too.&#8221; Taking inventory of myself I found the video on<br />
the TV must have held my mind captive with allot of motion being wasted<br />
on me. &#8220;Must be old age&#8221; I replied, not wanting to admit the video was<br />
more interesting than what was going on with me. We&#8217;ll fix that and she<br />
turned on my cock to face me. Damn she blocked my view of the TV but<br />
there in front of me was her beautiful face with its green eyes ablaze.<br />
We&#8217;ll milk that wad from you one way or the other as she started her<br />
gyrations on my rod. Karen&#8217;s boobs swayed back and forth till my mouth<br />
leapt up to suck on one. She bucked and heaved and POW my pecker let<br />
go of its spunk. What a relief as my body weakened as my rod subsided.</p>
<p>We were all worn out and Karen had stopped the video. An old western<br />
came to light up the screen. Well boys you were good to me and I was<br />
good to you, lets forget it and hit the bed. Karen was right as usual<br />
and to bed we all three went, glad it is a king size.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[You know what happened to me the other night?  I went out drinking with Jill, a
friend of mine, and we ran into some guys we know.  We sat around drinking and
talking for a long time.  I don&#8217;t drink much, and after a while I was really,
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You know what happened to me the other night?  I went out drinking with Jill, a<br />
friend of mine, and we ran into some guys we know.  We sat around drinking and<br />
talking for a long time.  I don&#8217;t drink much, and after a while I was really,<br />
really drunk and feeling funny.  I suspect that there was something potent<br />
other than alcohol in that drink.  I asked Jill to take me home, but she asked<br />
me to wait.  In a few minutes I realized that I couldn&#8217;t move a muscle, not<br />
even to open my eyes.  Jill looked at me and said, &#8220;Oh, shit!  Karen&#8217;s passed<br />
out cold.  Well, I&#8217;ve got to take her home.  Help me get her to the car.&#8221;</p>
<p>Jill wasn&#8217;t exactly sober herself.  She wasn&#8217;t far from joining me collapsed in<br />
a chair.  I was hoping she wouldn&#8217;t try to drive, but I didn&#8217;t want to stay<br />
here.  Finally one of the guys suggested that they drive us home.  One guy<br />
would take Jill&#8217;s car and take her home.  The other guy would take me home in<br />
his van, then drive over to pick up his friend.  Had Jill not been drunk, she<br />
wouldn&#8217;t take these strangers up on their offer, but not wanting to wake up her<br />
brother to come get us, she agreed.  I didn&#8217;t like this idea, but I had no way<br />
of expressing my opinion.<span id="more-36"></span></p>
<p>One of the guys picked me up in his arms and walked out carrying me.  He put me<br />
in the back of his van, and we drove off.  After he had driven for about twenty<br />
minutes, he tried to wake me up.</p>
<p>After about five minutes he gave up trying.  He drove for about ten minutes<br />
more, and I knew I was in trouble.  He turned off his engine, and it was real<br />
quiet.  No city noises, just crickets chirping.  We were out in the middle of<br />
absolutely nowhere.  I felt a hand on my thigh as my dress was raised up over<br />
my waist.  He gasped.  I cursed myself for having worn the sheer pink panties I<br />
had on.  You could see every hair, every detail of my pussy through them.<br />
Maybe he would just look, jerk off, then take me home.</p>
<p>No such luck.  I felt his hands slide down my hips as he took my panties and<br />
pulled them down to my ankles and off my feet.  Then I felt both hands on my<br />
thighs as he spread them apart as far as they would go.  I still hoped he would<br />
get his rocks off by looking.</p>
<p>But then I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips.  I hoped he wouldn&#8217;t stick<br />
anything in me, because my twat was bone dry.  All he was doing, though, was<br />
rubbing my clit.  I could take that if he didn&#8217;t get too heavy handed.</p>
<p>Although I was paralysed, my body responded.  I felt my cunt get wet and my<br />
clit begin to get stiff.  That was great.  My body had as much as given him a<br />
written invitation.  After he had me good and wet, he stuck two fingers in my<br />
hole, twisted them around, and started finger-fucking me while he continued to<br />
massage my clit.  This wasn&#8217;t as bad as I dreaded.  My juices had me good and<br />
wet, so I was lubricated for his fingers.</p>
<p>The finger-fucking continued forever, it seemed like.  He kept thrusting and<br />
jamming his fingers in me.  Then he added another finger, then another.  I<br />
would be sore in the morning, not from the friction, but he was stretching the<br />
hell out of me.  I wouldn&#8217;t have thought I could take three fingers, much less<br />
four.  I was just hoping he wouldn&#8217;t go overboard and try to go all the way<br />
with five fingers and try to fist-fuck me.  Finally I felt the first tingle of<br />
an orgasm building.  My body was betraying me.  I didn&#8217;t want this, I didn&#8217;t<br />
want his fingers in me, and I most certainly didn&#8217;t want an orgasm from it.  No<br />
luck, however.  I felt a wrenching wave emanate from my twat and radiate over<br />
my whole body.  Before that wave had dissipated, another one came, then another<br />
and another.  Each wave was stronger than the one before.  Such orgasms<br />
normally would have had me screaming and gasping, but I still couldn&#8217;t so much<br />
as twitch a muscle.  Finally, the last orgasm rolled over me.  I thought I<br />
would blow my ovaries out through my tightly filled fuckhole.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll have to admit, though, his timing was perfect.  At the precise moment of<br />
my last orgasm, he withdrew his fingers with a sucking popping noise.  My hole<br />
felt cold on the INSIDE!  My cunt had been stretched so wide that it didn&#8217;t<br />
close when he pulled his fingers out.  My pussy was ruined for life.</p>
<p>I hoped he was finally finished with me, but boy, was I wrong!  I hadn&#8217;t<br />
thought of the point that, with both hands busy on my cunt, he hadn&#8217;t had the<br />
chance to get his own rocks off.  He rolled me over onto my stomach, spread my<br />
legs, and slid a cushion under my hips.  My asshole was exposed this way, what<br />
with my ass cheeks spread.  I felt a little insistant prod at my asshole, which<br />
was good and tight.  But, I felt something push past the initial tightness and<br />
slide it&#8217;s way easily into my rectum.  It had to be his finger, greased with<br />
something.  After he wiggled his finger in my ass and finger-fucked me for a<br />
few seconds, I realized what he was doing.  He was greasing me up for something<br />
big.  I had never had any guy express any interest in my ass before.  And<br />
except for one incident in my childhood when, out of curiousity, I stuck my own<br />
finger in my ass during a night-time exploration, I was an anal virgin.  I<br />
figured that was about to end.</p>
<p>I guess I was no longer fearing or hoping anything except that I could take his<br />
dick or whatever he was going to stick up my ass.  I just wanted him to hurry<br />
and finish up without hurting me and take me on home.  I felt his weight on my<br />
back, and felt something huge poking at my anus.  It spread my tight little<br />
hole wider and wider.  I thought that I would split wide open, but surprisingly<br />
enough, his pole just slipped right in.  His grease job worked well enough, but<br />
he was huge, though.  I thought he would never quit sliding in his rod.  He was<br />
going deeper and deeper.  Why couldn&#8217;t he have a little dinky prick like all<br />
the guys I&#8217;ve ever been in the sack with?</p>
<p>Finally, I felt his hips slam against my ass cheeks.  That meant he was all the<br />
way in.  I guessed now my cunt wasn&#8217;t the only thing stretched out of shape.</p>
<p>The bad part was, I liked it!  Like I said, I was an anal virgin.  I never<br />
thought that there could be any pleasure in getting rammed from behind like<br />
this.</p>
<p>After a couple of slow strokes, he started pumping with a vengeance.  His balls<br />
slapped against my cunt.  Although I had expected the tightness of my ass to<br />
make this painful, it didn&#8217;t happen.  The reaming I was getting didn&#8217;t hurt at<br />
all.  As a matter of fact, like I said, I was starting to get to like anal sex.<br />
My body was beginning to flood with a warm, deliciously full feeling.  His tool<br />
easily slid in and out.  I was getting jostled and shaken with each stroke,<br />
getting shoved across the floor of his van.  If I could have moved, I don&#8217;t<br />
think I would have.  I was afraid if I moved, it WOULD hurt.</p>
<p>Finally, as luck would have it, just as I felt the first twinges of my first<br />
anal orgasm begin to develop, he groaned, jammed his tool into my ass, held it<br />
in and tried to grind it in even deeper, pulling on my hips the whole time.  I<br />
felt his pole spasming, hosing my bowels down with his gush of come.</p>
<p>Then he just relaxed and laid on top of me.  His prick softened, shrank, and<br />
whatever residual tightness my violated ass had left squeezed him out.  I was<br />
frustrated with this.  I had changed my mind about an orgasm.  As little as I<br />
wanted this anal rape, I would have at least liked to have gotten an orgasm<br />
from it.</p>
<p>He finally put my clothes back on me, and took me home.  He put me on my bed at<br />
my apartment, clothes and all still on me.  One thing, though.  Before he left,<br />
he raised my skirt, reached down in my panties, stuck his fingers between my<br />
cuntlips, and gave my clit one last caress.</p>
<p>I fell asleep shortly after that.  When I woke up the next morning, I<br />
remembered my anal pleasure and my anal almost orgasm.  I finished myself off,<br />
anally speaking, with a huge dildo Jill gave me as a gag gift.  I use that<br />
dildo in my ass a lot now.  I have seen the light of anal sex!</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[I married a wonderful, secure, attractive man, whom I adore. I also adore
having my pussy eaten, and unfortunately, my husband, who not normally a
picky eater, stops one step short of hair pie. No matter how I cleansed myself
or how much I would suck his cock, he would simply and without further
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I married a wonderful, secure, attractive man, whom I adore. I also adore<br />
having my pussy eaten, and unfortunately, my husband, who not normally a<br />
picky eater, stops one step short of hair pie. No matter how I cleansed myself<br />
or how much I would suck his cock, he would simply and without further<br />
discussion refuse to slide his tongue into my love nest. I have a very good<br />
girlfriend who loves to give me excellent head, although I do not consider<br />
myself a lesbian and have never gone down on her. One day, while she was<br />
munching away between my thighs, I let it slip that Ken, my husband, had never<br />
experimented with oral sex on me. Debbie was aghast, and she told me she would<br />
help me formulate a plan to remedy the situation.<span id="more-33"></span><br />
        Debbie is a foxy, horny 24-year-old with an incredible chest<br />
measurement of 42C. She told me that she would see if she could seduce my<br />
husband into eating her out, and if she could, then we would know that it is<br />
not oral sex itself that Ken objects to, but me. we set it up so that Debbie<br />
would come over one day after I had left for an evening class that I attend.<br />
She tried to get me to peek through a window at the action, but I felt that<br />
I might get jealous and try to break it up if it got too steamy.<br />
        Actually, I was pretty sure that Debbie would not get her pussy eaten<br />
that night. We came to an understanding that if she did get my husband and<br />
herself too horny, they could fuck, but I didn&#8217;t want to hear about it from<br />
anyone except Ken.<br />
        The following is Debbie&#8217;s version of what transpired. I left for my<br />
class at 6:45 P.M. after kissing Ken good-night. Debbie rang the bell at about<br />
8:30, innocently looking for me. Ken explained that I was out for the evening,<br />
but invited her in to watch a football game. Debbie, naturally, agreed to<br />
stay, and they both settled on the sofa to watch.<br />
        About halfway through the first quarter, Debbie let out an anguished<br />
moan and started to rub her left tit through her blouse and bra. Apologizing,<br />
she started to leave the room. Ken asked what was wrong and she relayed a<br />
made-up story about a breast aneurysm that could occasionally be painful. She<br />
told him that she would have to massage it for about half an hour before the<br />
pain would subside. Ken told her to relax, that he was super-happily married,<br />
and that she could probably stay in the same room and massage it without fear<br />
of being attacked by him.<br />
        She asked if he was really under control, because she would like to<br />
remove her bra and blouse if it was safe. He told her to go ahead. His dick<br />
started to get hard as he watched her, out of the corner of his eye, strip off<br />
her top and massage herself. Debbie&#8217;s nipple became erect, and she<br />
occasionally stopped to tug at it in a casual, relaxed manner. At the end of<br />
the first quarter, their conversation had resumed and Debbie decided to make a<br />
move. She told Ken that her hand was getting tired, but there was still a<br />
little pain, and asked if he could rub her breast without getting too horny.<br />
Without hesitation, ken moved over, reached around her, and began rubbing. She<br />
protested at first, saying that he wasn&#8217;t doing it correctly. Debbie explained<br />
that she could demonstrate the proper technique on his dick, and had it out of<br />
his pants in under ten seconds.<br />
        Ken did protest at first, but one of her gentle penis pulls silenced<br />
him immediately. Before too long Debbie was sucking all eight inches of Ken&#8217;s<br />
dick, and he was lying back, moaning. She casually removed her skirt and slip,<br />
leaving her vital opening still covered by panty hose and panties. Ken, who<br />
is no great master of control, was about to come and told her so, so she<br />
stopped immediately, leaving him one second short of an orgasm. She directed<br />
him to lie on the couch faceup as she lay down on top of him. First she slid<br />
her nylon-covered thighs on each side of Ken&#8217;s penis, contracting her legs<br />
around it. Ken moaned that the nylon felt incredible around his dick. She<br />
wriggled down his body until her breasts were on both sidesof his fully erect<br />
member, and finally moved further down for more oral activity.<br />
        By this time, Ken was facing a panty-hosed, panty-covered cunt<br />
directly in his face. Probably out of instinct more than anything else, Ken&#8217;s<br />
tongue darted out and began licking the cotton crotch between Debbie&#8217;s legs.<br />
In his ecstasy, Ken told her that he was very inexperienced at oral sex, but<br />
had eaten out his secretary a few times. I had to force this information out<br />
of Debbie, but it didn&#8217;t bother me as much as I thought it would. Debbie asked<br />
him to go down on her, but he hesitated and got up from the couch. As he<br />
walked down the hall, Debbie figured that that was the end of their session.<br />
        To her surprise, Ken returned minutes later with a towel, ice cream,<br />
chocolate syrup, and bananas. He spread the towel out on the couch as he<br />
explained to her that the best way to eat cunt is in a &#8220;pussy sundae.&#8221; He<br />
proceeded to make an ice cream confection in her vigina and ate it all,<br />
throughly licking the &#8220;dish&#8221; clean. Debbie refused to tell me much more after<br />
that, leaving me to believe that they probably ended up fucking. But even that<br />
didn&#8217;t make me jealous, probably because I was coming when she relayed the<br />
information to me. Debbie told me the entire story while she was making and<br />
eating her own pussy sundae, with me as the dish.<br />
        The next step was to somehow convince Ken to use me for a pussy<br />
sundae without letting on that I had set him up with Debbie. I let a week<br />
pass, and then put my new plan into action. When Ken came home from work, I<br />
told him that I didn&#8217;t feel quite right and my pussy had been itching terribly<br />
all day. I told him that I had called a girlfriend who had recommended rubbing<br />
butter on it, and I asked him if he would like to be the one doing the<br />
rubbing. He readily agreed, and in no time I was down on the bed, his hard<br />
fingers spreading the butter all over me. After a few minutes, I told him that<br />
I was feeling a little bit better but thought that peanut better would help<br />
more, due to its thicker consistency. He not only brought back a jar of peanut<br />
butter, he also brought a jar of strawberry jam. Ken turned me into a<br />
delicious peanut butter, jelly, and vagina sandwich. I was in total ecstasy,<br />
and since then I have experenced the joy of acting as a dish for a sundae,<br />
spaghetti, salad, and corn-on-the-cob.</p>
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changes in my life between then and now.
     Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a secretary at a
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     I just received an announcement for my tenth High School reunion.  I<br />
don&#8217;t know if I&#8217;ll attend, but it got me thinking about the incredible<br />
changes in my life between then and now.<br />
     Ten years ago, one week after graduation, I became a secretary at a<br />
medium-size plastics company.  I was attractive (blonde, green eyes, great<br />
complexion, good figure), but I was shy, demure and a virgin &#8212; the perfect<br />
product of 12 years in Catholic schools!<br />
     Guys in the plant, salesmen, and even some clients flirted with me,<br />
and a few asked me out.  I went, but I guess the fact that I didn&#8217;t put-out<br />
got around and the dates became fewer and fewer. <span id="more-32"></span><br />
     The company had a tradition of giving a dozen roses to secretaries on<br />
their birthday.  On my eighteenth birthday, in November, my roses were<br />
accompanied with an invitation to lunch with Robert, a vice-president, at<br />
one of the nicest restaurants in town.  Nervous but so easily impressed, of<br />
course, I accepted.<br />
     The restaurant was on the top floor of a downtown hotel.  As we were<br />
walking to the elevators, Robert led me to a seating alcove in the lobby.<br />
We sat down and he gently held my hand and looked deeply into my eyes.<br />
     &#8220;Theresa, you already know my style is very direct, but I don&#8217;t want<br />
that to overshadow what I&#8217;m about to say.&#8221;  He paused and smiled at me, &#8220;I<br />
really care for you.&#8221;<br />
     I started to ask him what he was talking about, and he shushed me with<br />
his finger, &#8220;My Dear, I am a businessman and I want to make a business<br />
proposition to you.  This proposition results from the fact that I haven&#8217;t<br />
been able to get you out of my mind since the day you were hired, and I&#8217;ve<br />
never had to deal with such an obsession before.  I have reserved a room<br />
upstairs, and if you permit me to make love to you today, and on a regular<br />
basis, you will begin our sales training program next Monday.  You know<br />
what that could mean to your lifestyle.&#8221;<br />
     Through my shock, I could picture exactly what that meant.  I was<br />
making $5800 a year, living at home, brownbagging my lunch and taking the<br />
bus to work.  In sales, within a year, I could be making maybe three times<br />
my present salary.  I was tempted.<br />
     &#8220;Mr. _____, I&#8217;m very flattered, and very tempted, but I don&#8217;t have<br />
affairs.  In fact, I&#8217;m still a virgin and I&#8217;d like to stay that way until<br />
my wedding night.&#8221;  I knew I sounded corny and lame and less than<br />
convincing.<br />
     Robert smiled, &#8220;Theresa, I can be very gentle.  Let&#8217;s have lunch.<br />
Think about what I said and you can either accept my proposal or forget we<br />
ever had this conversation.  Your refusal would not affect your present<br />
position or promotion potential.  You have my word on that.&#8221;<br />
     At the best and most expensive lunch I had ever had, but not tasted, I<br />
thought about making a real living in sales.  On a personal note, I<br />
admitted to myself that Robert was very attractive &#8212; 45-ish, trim,<br />
salt-and-pepper hair, a great dresser, and, in my experience, always the<br />
total gentleman.  He was certainly a more attractive person (looks and<br />
personality) than any other boy or man I had ever dated.  I also wondered<br />
why I was making such a big deal about being the last virgin in America on<br />
her wedding night.<br />
     After lunch, with a quiet smile and tiny nod from me in answer to<br />
Robert&#8217;s question, we went to the hotel room and I have never regretted my<br />
decision.<br />
     That afternoon, Robert was kind and gentle; I was shy and embarrassed.<br />
He undressed me slowly, kissing and touching as he went.  When I was naked,<br />
Robert devoured me with his eyes and hands and tongue.  I couldn&#8217;t believe<br />
that it was happening.  Prior to that afternoon, the farthest I had ever<br />
gone was a few short wrestling matches with teenage boys in the back of<br />
cars.<br />
     In a few minutes, Robert had my body glowing like never before and<br />
tingling to his every touch.  After almost an hour of his attentions, he<br />
moved his head down between my legs.  I almost pushed him away, but I had<br />
enjoyed everything he had done to me up to then, I tried to relax as he<br />
spread my thighs open wide.<br />
     I could feel his nose in my pubic hair and then his tongue pushing<br />
between my wet pussy lips.  I surrendered to him completely when he sucked<br />
my clit between his lips and I began the first orgasm in my life.  It swept<br />
through me and I&#8217;m sure I nearly passed out from its intensity.<br />
     I was just coming down from its height when Robert reached a hand up<br />
to each of my breasts and squeezed my hard nipples between his fingers.  I<br />
began to climax all over again.<br />
     When I finally finished coming, Robert wrapped the blanket around me<br />
and cradled me in his arms as I fell asleep.<br />
     Robert was smiling at me when I awoke, &#8220;Theresa, I&#8217;d like to make love<br />
to you, now.&#8221;<br />
     He had undressed while I slept, and he placed my hand on his penis.  I<br />
was fascinated with his cock from the first time I saw it, and for the next<br />
half-hour or so, he instructed me in how to caress it and then lick it, and<br />
finally, how to suck it.  I soon became very adept in the art of<br />
cocksucking, but that first afternoon I was tentative and unsure.  He was<br />
patient and passionate.<br />
     Robert eventually rolled me over on to my back and knelt between my<br />
thighs, &#8220;Relax, Dear.  I want you to enjoy this, too.&#8221;<br />
     And I did.  I felt my pussy lips spread around his penis as he slowly<br />
and gently inserted it.  He felt huge and hot and powerful.  Then, I felt<br />
the resistance and he pushed ever so slowly until, with a sharp, quick<br />
pain, my virginity was gone forever and I was being fucked.<br />
     The pain became a dull ache and I soon began to enjoy the feeling of<br />
his manhood sliding in and out of me.  He dropped his face to my breasts,<br />
sucking first one, and then the other, of my nipples into his hot mouth.  I<br />
began to move; lifting my hips to meet his downward thrusts.<br />
     Quickly, I was nearing orgasm, again, and Robert smiled down on me, &#8220;I<br />
am going to come with you, this time, Dear.&#8221;  And he did.<br />
     Robert drove me home after 10:00pm that first night, and, from that<br />
night became a regular but very private part of my life.<br />
     True to his word as always, I began intensive sales training the<br />
following Monday morning, the youngest prospect in the corporation&#8217;s<br />
history.  As fate would have it, I&#8217;m very good at sales and I love it.<br />
I&#8217;ve been very successful for the company and for me (last year I made just<br />
a few dollars short of six-figures).<br />
     Robert and I continued our affair, meeting 3 or 4 times a week in the<br />
afternoons and eventually, he rented a tiny efficiency apartment that&#8217;s<br />
full of satin sheets, sex toys, costumes, and little silky things.  Robert<br />
also personally arranges the business trips and convention excursions, and<br />
we share a room whenever possible.<br />
     I&#8217;ve never told another person about Robert, and he says I&#8217;m his<br />
little secret, too.  We accept it for what it is and don&#8217;t look for it to<br />
be more than what it can be.  We feel quite affectionate for one another;<br />
it&#8217;s much more than just sex, and there&#8217;s no need for a commitment.  He&#8217;s<br />
married, a wonderful lover, and safe, having had a vasectomy years ago.<br />
     And what a teacher he&#8217;s been!  Robert and I have tried almost<br />
everything we have seen or heard about &#8212; bondage (I enjoy being tied up),<br />
spanking (I don&#8217;t care for it, but Robert really gets into it, sometimes),<br />
costumes, vibrators, sex creams, videos and sometimes, just plain sex.  I<br />
have always done whatever he has asked of me in bed, and almost always<br />
enjoyed it.<br />
     Robert will soon be 56 years old and I marvel at his stamina.  Still<br />
one of his favorite positions is to straddle my chest, slop a jelly or oil<br />
between my large tits and fuck them.  He says his orgasm is always intense<br />
as he watches his cum spurt out of him and into my open mouth and onto my<br />
pretty face.<br />
     Probably the hardest thing for me to deal with is my relationship with<br />
Robert and the fact that I&#8217;ve been happily married for the last four years.<br />
      I met my husband, Chip, five years ago and almost ended my affair<br />
with Robert.  But I couldn&#8217;t.  I didn&#8217;t want to.  It meant too much to me<br />
and didn&#8217;t interfere with any other part of my life.  It was for me and for<br />
Robert, and I couldn&#8217;t give him up.  After worrying about it for weeks, I<br />
adopted the same position with Chip as with everyone else &#8212; my time with<br />
Robert just didn&#8217;t exist outside of our apartment.<br />
     Probably the most perverse thing I&#8217;ve ever done is share my wedding<br />
day with Robert, because I wanted it to be special for him, too.  The<br />
ceremony was scheduled for 6:00pm, so the first thing I did on the morning<br />
of my wedding day was take my gown to our apartment.  I called Robert to<br />
tell him to meet me there, and before he arrived, I dressed in only my<br />
veil, gown and high heels.  When Robert opened the door, I slowly raised my<br />
dress until my naked cunt was exposed.  With a growl, he pushed me back on<br />
to the bed, ripped his zipper down and shoved his already-hard cock into my<br />
cunt in one hard push.  He came in seconds.<br />
     As Robert caught his breath, I began to lick his warm, wet cock clean.<br />
He was soon hard again and positioned me on my hands and knees.  Still in<br />
my veil, gown and heels, Robert threw my dress up over my back and knelt<br />
behind me, slowing pushing himself into my wet pussy.<br />
     &#8220;Theresa, I love you all the more for this wedding treat you&#8217;ve given<br />
me.  I&#8217;ve thought about what I want to do and decided that I don&#8217;t want you<br />
to be a virgin anywhere in your body tonight.&#8221;<br />
     With that, he removed his wet prick from my pussy and pressed its head<br />
between my ass cheeks.  We had never had anal sex before, but I knew that<br />
that was what Robert wanted, now.  I did what I could to ease his entry,<br />
but it was still a tremendous pressure until he was completely inside of<br />
me.  We soon found our rhythm and I eventually enjoyed my first ass-fuck.<br />
     When he finished, I dressed in my street clothes and returned home.  I<br />
never told anyone where I went that morning, but I laugh because one of my<br />
maiden aunts convinced the rest of the family that I must have taken my<br />
gown to the rectory, to have it blessed by a priest!<br />
     Robert had a surprise of his own in store for me.  As I was changing<br />
to leave the reception that night, Robert slipped into the room and into me<br />
for a quickie.  I licked him clean and we both hurried back outside.  About<br />
a half-hour later, as Chip was entering me for his very first time, I<br />
thought it appropriate that my cunt was already full of Robert&#8217;s sticky cum<br />
and my mouth still tasted of him.<br />
     Except for the wedding reception and one recent incident, Robert and I<br />
never do anything to jeopardize our marriages or our professional standing.<br />
We limit our contact to the office, trips, our apartment and rare social<br />
events.  It was at one of these social events that I misbehaved to the<br />
total satisfaction of both of us.<br />
     Chip and I were hosting a large Memorial Day Bar-B-Q and Robert and<br />
his wife were there.  Mid-afternoon, I told Chip I just had to show Robert<br />
a problem I wanted him to work on.  I led Robert into the den and closed<br />
the door behind us.<br />
     &#8220;So, what&#8217;s this big problem, Theresa?&#8221; Robert asked as he reached for<br />
my tits.  I laughed and fell to my knees, opening his shorts and sucking<br />
his hardening cock into my mouth.  In seconds he was hard and I dropped my<br />
shorts and panties and bent over Chip&#8217;s desk.  Robert rammed his cock up my<br />
cunt and proceeded to give it a vigorous pounding.  I was grunting with<br />
every hard shove and soon began a wonderful orgasm.  Robert soon followed<br />
and we quickly rearranged ourselves and rejoined the party.<br />
     Chip kissed my cheek and asked if Robert solved my problem, so<br />
quickly.<br />
     I giggled, feeling Robert&#8217;s cum squishing in my cunt, &#8220;Darling, you<br />
should know I&#8217;d only give him something he could handle in a few minutes!<br />
This is a party!&#8221;<br />
     Don&#8217;t ask me what&#8217;s going to happen.  Chip is talking about having<br />
children.  Robert is talking about retiring.  And I&#8217;ve had a very<br />
attractive offer to join a very large company.  I just can&#8217;t think about my<br />
afternoons without Robert. </p>
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		<description><![CDATA[     The sun was just starting to set as the cab dropped me off
on the corner of my apartment complex.  I&#8217;d been flying all day
and was dead tired, all I was looking forward to a hot shower and
a warm bed.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     The sun was just starting to set as the cab dropped me off<br />
on the corner of my apartment complex.  I&#8217;d been flying all day<br />
and was dead tired, all I was looking forward to a hot shower and<br />
a warm bed.</p>
<p>     I closed my front door and collapsed into my easy chair for<br />
a few minutes to rest my feet.  I disposed of my high heels,<br />
dimmed the light next to the chair and fell back with my eyes<br />
closed to let the hectic day I&#8217;d had disappear along with the sun<br />
that slowly drifting below the horizon.  I could still see rays<br />
of sunlight peeking across the roof of the house next door.</p>
<p>    I must have fallen asleep there in the chair, because when my<br />
eyes opened again, it was dark outside.  My own living room was<br />
dark as well, the only illumination coming from a window in the<br />
house next door..<span id="more-31"></span></p>
<p>    I sat there for a few minutes just daydreaming; the nap had<br />
refreshed me and I was feeling a lot better.  I was just getting<br />
ready to head for the shower when I saw a figure move in the<br />
window of the building next door.  The window was a rear bedroom<br />
and the room was lit only by a small lamp on a bedside table.</p>
<p>My eyes opened wider when I realized that the figure was a man<br />
moving around in the room wearing only a pair of jockey shorts.</p>
<p>He sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me.  I couldn&#8217;t<br />
quite make out what he was doing but he was leaning over toward<br />
the table at the side of the bed.</p>
<p>     I was still in need of a hot shower and some sleep but I was<br />
frozen in place at the sight of this near naked man in front of<br />
me.  His bedroom window was not very far away and I could see<br />
that he had a fine body, and was in very good shape.  I hadn&#8217;t<br />
met the man since he&#8217;d moved in a couple of weeks ago but the<br />
growing warmth coming from between my legs was making wish that I<br />
had.</p>
<p>     The man was still leaning over his bedside table, so I stood<br />
up and stretched.  I was still surrounded by darkness so I knew<br />
there was no way anyone could see me.  I slowly took off my skirt<br />
and blouse and dropped them to the floor.  I was still looking at<br />
my newfound neighbor as I started to massage my breasts.  My<br />
nipples were getting hard with all the unspoken images running<br />
through my mind.  When I saw my neighbor sit back upright, I<br />
removed my bra and panties and sat back in my easy chair to see<br />
what else I could spy on.</p>
<p>     My chair felt luxurious as it wrapped around my bare<br />
buttocks.  There was enough room between the armrests to spread<br />
my legs wide and still have a wonderful view of my neighbors<br />
bedroom.   I run my hands down from my breasts and let them play<br />
through my pubic hair.  I was starting to get very wet and turned<br />
on by what I was doing.  I had never had any voyeuristic<br />
experience before, but the wetness between my legs told me that I<br />
was enjoying it immensely. </p>
<p>    My neighbor had found whatever he was looking for and had<br />
reached up and turned his light down a click in brightness.<br />
A tingle ran through my body as my neighbor reached up to his<br />
waist and in one quick movement, stripped off his jockey shorts.<br />
As he lifted off the bed to remove them I could see the cheeks of<br />
his firm, hard ass.  I stared at his muscular rear end and<br />
slipped a finger down between the lips of my pussy.  My pussy was<br />
soaking wet at the sight of this sexy body in front of me.  The<br />
fact that I was getting an unauthorized view of it was also<br />
turning me on. </p>
<p>     I was breathing very deeply and stroking my pussy when my<br />
neighbor suddenly lay back on the bed.  His back was still toward<br />
me but the sudden view of his fine backside and trim naked body<br />
sent another chill through my body.  I started to stroke my clit<br />
slowly, wetting it with juices flowing from my pussy.  My fingers<br />
were covered with now and it added to the pleasure I was feeling<br />
all over.</p>
<p>     My neighbor still had his back to me; he was laying on his<br />
right side and was propped up on his arm like he was reading a<br />
book.  His left arm was dangled down his side and he was stroking<br />
his hips slowly with his hand.    His hand disappeared in front<br />
of his body and I could just make out his ass moving back and<br />
forth in small, short movements.  </p>
<p>     It was obvious to me what he was doing.  The fact that I was<br />
watching secretly was turning me on like I had never been turned<br />
on before.  My fingers were stroking my clit and pussy furiously<br />
as the passion was building up between my legs.  I leaned back a<br />
little more and placed my legs up on the armrests of my big<br />
chair.  My legs were spread, my hot pussy was wickedly open as I<br />
fingered myself in pleasure.  </p>
<p>     I was very close to coming now as I continued to stroke and<br />
probe my cunt.  The ittle tremors of pleasure I was creating were<br />
making me shiver in ectasy.  My neighbor was pistoning his hips<br />
back and forth now a little more forcefully.  </p>
<p>     He moved so that he was laying on his back and my breath was<br />
taken away in a loud gasp as his cock was suddenly &#8216;There&#8217;, in<br />
full magnificent glory.  It was huge, bigger than any I&#8217;d ever<br />
seen before.  His hand was stroking it up and down in a rapid,<br />
fever pitched pace.  He was now arching his hips in time with<br />
each stroke on his red, hot cock.  He was practically fucking his<br />
hand and I was suddenly wishing that I was there instead of his<br />
hand.  I could practically feel his cock as it pistoned in and<br />
out of my dripping cunt.  Stabbing me with pleasure and filling<br />
me with wild abandoned ecstasy.<br />
     My orgasm was almost upon me when my neighbor suddenly<br />
stopped in mid thrust, his hips still off the bed and his hand<br />
was gripping his cock tightly at the base.  He coiled and gave<br />
one last thrust into the air.  A string of white cum exploded<br />
from the tip of his cock and shot into the air.  He spasmed<br />
again, and then a third time.  I watched his cock shooting his<br />
load of cum and bit my lips as my own body arched out of my<br />
chair.  My fingers slid into my cunt and penetrated deeply as an<br />
orgasm shook my body.  I felt dizzy as wave after wave of<br />
pleasure spun through me as I collapsed into my chair.</p>
<p>     My neighbor had fallen back onto his bed and seemed to be<br />
doing the same thing as I was.  Trying to regain his lost breath<br />
and calm down.  It seemed to me that he had had a wonderful come<br />
but I had never felt any pleasure to surpass what I had just<br />
felt.  </p>
<p>     After several minutes of resting there on his bed, my<br />
neighbor sat up and pulled on his shorts again.  He reached up<br />
and turned off his bedside lamp and his room was lit only by a<br />
light from another room.  He stood and walked over to his window<br />
and looked out.  I could see his silhouette in the window clearly<br />
as he stood there looking out.  I was sure that he couldn&#8217;t see<br />
me at all, even as close as our houses were because of the<br />
darkness of my room.  </p>
<p>     A sudden wicked thought ran through my mind and before I<br />
could change my mind, I reached up and clicked on the lamp next<br />
to my chair.  I couldn&#8217;t see his face but I was sure his jaw was<br />
dropping in shock as I was suddenly illuminated, with my legs<br />
still spread wide.  My pussy was still glistening with moisture<br />
and in full view for him to see.<br />
     The outline of my neighbor was frozen into place.  As he<br />
reached down and pulled open his window I clicked the light back<br />
off and disappeared into the darkness again.  I stood and walked<br />
to the window and I could feel the wetness from my pussy start to<br />
 run down my leg.  Little aftershocks from my orgasm were still<br />
making my legs shaky as I reached up and pulled my curtains<br />
closed.  The last view of my new neighbor was of him leaning out<br />
of his window, probably straining to get a better view of me but<br />
I remained in the dark.</p>
<p>     After I closed the curtains, I turned and let out a long<br />
tremendous sigh.  I was even more need of a shower and rest than<br />
when I had first returned home.  I stepped into the hot stream of<br />
water and felt a wave of tension flow from my body as the<br />
pulsating spray washed over me.  I stayed in the hot shower for<br />
almost 30 minutes and emerged clean and ready to hit the sack.</p>
<p>     My mind was filled with images of the scene I had just<br />
played with my new neighbor.  I could only imagine what was going<br />
through his mind.  I lay down on my bed and pictured his sculpted<br />
body through his window.  I was drifting off into sleep so I<br />
leaned over to turn off the light.  Out of the corner of my eye I<br />
noticed a light come on in my neighbor&#8217;s window.  I waited till I<br />
could see his figure in the middle of the room then I clicked off<br />
the light and bathed my bedroom in darkness.</p>
<p>     My neighbor looked up as my light went off and I could see<br />
him studying my dark window.  He moved over and sat down on the<br />
edge of his bed, still looking intently at my window.  Still<br />
sitting on the bed, he reached over to his lamp and then cast<br />
himself into the dark.  </p>
<p>     I sat there for several minutes, wondering what he was<br />
doing.  I had the feeling that he was still sitting there on his<br />
bed, watching my window, waiting.  </p>
<p>     With my breath held tightly, I reached up and turned my<br />
light back on.  I knew that I would be in perfect view for my<br />
neighbor.  I wondered briefly whether I&#8217;d have the courage to go<br />
onto to the next step.</p>
<p>     I stood up and walked to my closet.  I was out of his view<br />
so I quickly dropped my robe and put on a very sheer, very short<br />
baby doll nightgown, then put my robe back on and moved back into<br />
view.  I stretched luxuriously, making a big show of it while<br />
standing right next to my bed.  Keeping my back to the window, I<br />
let the robe fall open and down around my shoulders.  I turned<br />
around sat down on the bed, knowing that my open robe was very<br />
revealing.  My nipples were getting hard and I looked at the dark<br />
window next door and wondered if my neighbor was still there.  I<br />
was sure that he was and I was going to take full advantage of<br />
the situation.  </p>
<p>     I started to massage my breasts through the opening in my<br />
robe.  My baby doll nightgown was more like a sheer robe that<br />
opened in front.  As I kneaded my breasts and pinched my nipples,<br />
it started to open and fall away.  I closed my eyes and imagined<br />
that it was my wonderful neighbor&#8217;s hands that were moving under<br />
my robe.  I could feel myself becoming excited and slowly moved<br />
one hand from my breast down to my stomach.  As I stroked myself<br />
I could feel a familar wetness start again between my legs.  </p>
<p>     I was determined to put on a good show for my man next door.<br />
I moved a hand between my lips and let it play over my pubic<br />
hair.  I opened my legs slightly but kept my pussy blocked from<br />
his view with my hand.  I was sure he could tell I was fingering<br />
myself.  I slid a finger inside and felt the juicing starting to<br />
flow.  Slowly I pulled it out and brought it to my lips.  My<br />
tongue played over it and I sucked my finger into my mouth.  I<br />
could taste my wetness and it made me even more excited. </p>
<p>     I continued fingering my pussy and stroking my tits for<br />
several minutes.  I was getting very excited just thinking about<br />
the man who was watching in the dark next door.  A small orgasm<br />
shot through me as I imagined his fingers penetrating the lips of<br />
my pussy.  I pulled my legs up on the bed and lay back against<br />
the headboard of the bed.  </p>
<p>     My robe had now fallen completely off of my shoulders and<br />
was crumpled underneath me.  I slowly pulled the baby doll off<br />
and was now laying completely naked.  I moved over on my side so<br />
that was in the same position that I had watched my neighbor in.<br />
I was on my side, with my ass open to the window for him to see.<br />
I reached over to the table beside my bed and reached into the<br />
drawer to pull out a vibrator that I kept there.  I kept the<br />
vibrator out of my neighbors sight.  With my back still towards<br />
the window, I played the vibrator over my nipples and breasts.<br />
The vibrations caused little ripples of pleasure to flow through<br />
me and made my nipples even harder.  </p>
<p>     I moved the vibrator down between my legs and let it slide<br />
over my clit.  I jumped in shock as the tip touched me, I was<br />
getting very turned again and my pussy lips were opening as the<br />
pleasure started to build.  </p>
<p>     I was ready to include my neighbor in the next part of my<br />
act so I moved over to my back and slid across the bed till I was<br />
closer to the window.  I brought the vibrator up so that it was<br />
in full view, then brought the tip down to rest right on my clit.</p>
<p>I massaged my pussy with the vibrator for several minutes without<br />
actually penetrating it.  I dangled a leg off the side of the bed<br />
for a more tantalizing view and continued to pleasure myself with<br />
the vibrator.  My breast were heaving as another orgasm was<br />
building within me but I was determined to finish the drama I had<br />
started.  </p>
<p>     I pulled the vibrator from my clit and slid my legs off the<br />
bed until I was sitting directly in front of the window in<br />
complete view of my neighbor.  Then I reached over to the table<br />
and pulled out a tube of KY jelly.  Making a big show of it, I<br />
covered the vibrator completely with the KY, then I rubbed what<br />
was left on my fingers into the lips of my pussy.  My legs were<br />
spreading wider and I was completely exposed.</p>
<p>     I slowly lay back on the bed and opened my legs even wider.<br />
My pussy was wet and open now and I placed the vibrator right at<br />
the entrance to my cunt.  My breathing was becoming labored and I<br />
was dying to cum but I slowly pushed the vibrator until it forced<br />
open my pussy.  The vibrator was sending waves of pleasure<br />
through my but I kept it from penetrating me.  Then inch by inch, </p>
<p>I pushed it in till it filled me completely, stretching the lips<br />
of my cunt and making me tremble in pleasure.  I pulled it all<br />
the way out until just the tip remained inside me and then I<br />
shoved it all the way inside in one hard thrust.  I started to<br />
fuck my pussy wildly with the vibrator, moving my hips in rhythm<br />
 with each stroke.  I was thrashing about the bed now violently<br />
as my orgasm was buildng to a tremendous level.  The combination<br />
 of the vibrator, and the thought of the man next door with a<br />
perfect view of my wickedly spread legs brought me to a<br />
wonderful, totally earthshaking orgasm.  I arched my back toward<br />
the window, just as my neighbor had done earlier, as my body<br />
shook in pleasure.  </p>
<p>     After it was over I fell back on the bed, with my legs still<br />
spread toward the window.  The vibrator was still embedded deep<br />
inside my pussy and juice was dripping onto the bed.  I had never<br />
felt to totally nasty and wicked.  I felt like I could hardly<br />
move and it took a concentrated effort to rise up on my elbows<br />
and reach over to turn out the light.<br />
     After I clicked the light off I fell back on my side and<br />
looked toward the dark window next door.  Several seconds passed<br />
in silence as I recovered and watched the window.  I was sure<br />
that he had been watching but I couldn&#8217;t tell in the darkness.</p>
<p>     Just as I was about to lay back and go to sleep a light<br />
flared. My neighbor had struck a match to light a cigarette he<br />
had been there after all.  In the light of the match I could see<br />
him clearly, sitting in a chair in front of the window.  As he<br />
held the match out to blow it out, the light extended down his<br />
body and I could make out his cock, still semi-hard, and still<br />
covered with come.  It was glistening in the light just as my wet<br />
pussy had glistened before.  He brought the match up to his lips<br />
and blew it out.  The room dropped back into darkness and I could<br />
see no more movement.</p>
<p>     I could feel the vibrator start to fall from my pussy.  It<br />
slowly slid out, still sticky from the KY and from my pussy<br />
juices.  I didn&#8217;t have the strength to put it away.  I just lay<br />
my head back on my pillow and fell asleep dreaming about my new<br />
neighbor, and all the fun we were going have.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[ My name is Wendy, I&#8217;m a 30 year old Lesbian and although I&#8217;ve had a
 lot of Lesbian lovers in my time, I never really been into Kinky sex.
 However, Iv&#8217;e got to tell you about my Kinkiest sex experiance &#8211; god
 my pussy gets wet just thinking about it!
 I&#8217;ll start by describing [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> My name is Wendy, I&#8217;m a 30 year old Lesbian and although I&#8217;ve had a<br />
 lot of Lesbian lovers in my time, I never really been into Kinky sex.<br />
 However, Iv&#8217;e got to tell you about my Kinkiest sex experiance &#8211; god<br />
 my pussy gets wet just thinking about it!</p>
<p> I&#8217;ll start by describing myself. I&#8217;m 5&#8242; 5&#8243;, 145 lbs., with Brown hair,<br />
 Green eyes. I measure 44-34-38 ( I can be described as Rubinesque ).<br />
 My breasts are huge as you can tell and they are very sensitive. I have<br />
 above average body hair. I keep my pussy hair well trimmed, although I<br />
 somtimes let it, as well as the hair under my arms grow. I love the<br />
 sight of a women with lots of hair under her arms.<span id="more-30"></span></p>
<p> My Kinkiest sex experiance involves a women I met at work named Kim.<br />
 She is nearly the same size as I am, except she has curly blond hair.<br />
 We became good friends at work and had gotten together after work a<br />
 couple of times for drinks. I suspected that she might be a Lesbian or<br />
 at least Bi, but I didn&#8217;t want to approach her about it. If I was going<br />
 to have sex with her, then it would happen eventually.</p>
<p> One Saturday, Kim was coming over to go shopping with me. She said that<br />
 she would be here at noon, but she was a half-hour early. I had just<br />
 gotten out of the shower and had to throw on a robe to answer the door.<br />
 Kim was wearing a sweat suit and had a clothes bag with her. Shw said<br />
 that she had just finished her workout. She said that she wanted to<br />
 take a shower before we left for the mall. I showed her to the shower<br />
 in my bedroon. She walked into the bathroom and started to undress<br />
 right in front of me. I was surprised but did not try to leave. She<br />
 smiled and kept right on telling me about her workout. When she got<br />
 her top and bra off, I could&#8217;nt believe my eyes. Her tits were as big<br />
 as mine, with large pink nipples &#8211; Uhm! They looked so good. I wanted<br />
 to suck on them so bad. I felt my pulse quicken and I gave a barely<br />
 audible sigh. Kim then took off her pants and her cotton panties. I<br />
 have never seem a hairier pussy in my life. She had a small trail of<br />
 hair all the way up to her navel. She turned her back to me as she<br />
 kiked off her panties and I could see that she had very light hair<br />
 all along the crack of her ass. But then I happened to notice her<br />
 underarms. My God!! They were covered with hair. I swear I almost came<br />
 just looking at her underarms. My pussy was dripping by now. When she<br />
 turned around, she could tell that I was turned on. She said &#8220;Would<br />
 you like to shower with me?&#8221; I could&#8217;nt get out of my cloths fast<br />
 enough. I got into the shower with her and we started rubbing each<br />
 others breats. With the warm water running down us, It felt so good.<br />
 I leaned over and kissed her mouth, our tongues entwining. I was now<br />
 so hot, that I would come soon. So I decided to get down on my knees<br />
 and get a better look at her pussy. I ran my fingers over her slit.<br />
 Her cunt lips were puffy and spread apart already. I pulled her lips<br />
 as far as I could and licked the entire length of her pussy. I then<br />
 sucked her large erect clit into my mouth and twirled my tongue around<br />
 and around on it. She was moaning and started to buck on my face. She<br />
 must have had a real workout earlier because I could smell her muskie<br />
 sweat, especially around her pussy. After a few more tongue lashing<br />
 she started to talk dirty too me. &#8220;Oh suck my pussy, you beautiful<br />
 cunt&#8221;. &#8220;Lick it, Oh yeaa ..right there.. you bitch.. your making me<br />
 come with your tongue.. you slut&#8221;. She then started to jerk around<br />
 and started coming on my tongue. Her juices squirted into my mouth<br />
 and I drank it all in.  We then washed each other up and got out and<br />
 dried off. I started to dress, when she stopped with a soft wisper in<br />
 my ear &#8211; &#8220;Now it&#8217;s my turn to suck your pussy, baby&#8221;. She then licked<br />
 my ear and pushed me onto the bed. She got between my legs and spread<br />
 them wide. She then started licking my thighs and rubbing my bush with<br />
 her hands. I was still so hot, that I had to have her tongue in me now.<br />
 I grabbed the back of her head and pushed her face into my pussy. She<br />
 pulled back and said, &#8220;Wait, baby. Let me do this my way&#8221;. She then<br />
 spread my pussy lips and put two fingers in me. She said, &#8220;Oh, Wendy<br />
 your pussy is so big, I think I can get my whole fist inside&#8221;. At that<br />
 point, I didn&#8217;t care what she put in my cunt &#8211; I was so damn hory. She<br />
 worked two, then three, then four fingers into my hole. She said,<br />
 &#8220;Come on Wendy, loosen your pussy for me&#8221;. She then tucked her thumb<br />
 into her fist and slipped her entire fist into my now gapping hole.<br />
 I have never felt a sensation like it before. My pussy had never had<br />
 anything that big in it before. I humped my ass into the air to meet<br />
 her thrusts. Kims said, &#8220;Wendy, my fist is inside of you and I&#8217;m fuck-<br />
 ing you&#8221;. I said, &#8220;Oh Kim, fuck me faster, you fist fuckin&#8217; cunt&#8221;.<br />
 She said, &#8220;Get on your knees, baby. I want to lick your asshole while<br />
 I fist fuck you&#8221;. I get on my hands and knees, all the time keeping<br />
 her fist in me. Kim spread my ass cheeks with her other hand and ran<br />
 her tongue over my asshole. I screamed, &#8220;Ah, Kim, baby, put your tongue<br />
 up my ass&#8221;. She worked her tongue into my asshole all the way. When<br />
 she did this, I came and came. My pussy was contracting on her fist<br />
 as the walls of my anus contracted on her tongue. She said, &#8220;I&#8217;m gonna<br />
 fist fuck your asshole too&#8221;. I swear I came again just hearing her say<br />
 that. She worked two fingers into my ass and I felt my sphincter loosen<br />
 up. Then three fingers, and then four, and then tucked her theumb into<br />
 her fist and all at once she rammed her fist all the way up my ass.<br />
 I screamed in pain, but the pain soom turned to pleasure as she worked<br />
 her fists in and out of my pussy and ass. I soon started comming in<br />
 waves. Again, and again, over and over, so many that I lost count. She<br />
 then slowly pulled her fists out of my pussy and asshole. All of the<br />
 fist action had left my pussy slightly soar and left my asshole gapping<br />
 open about an inch. She said, &#8220;Oh Wendy, your asshole is streched out<br />
 so big&#8221;. She then licked the rim of my ass very lightly, It felt sooo<br />
 good. My pussy was so wide open that she was able to lick way inside<br />
 me, farther than I could have imagined. She was actually licking the<br />
 walls of my cunt. It was heaven. I came so violently that I almost<br />
 broke her nose!</p>
<p> She turned me over and laid on top of me. Her big tits were mashed<br />
 on mine. Her nipples were so big and erect. She rose up and fed a<br />
 nipple into my mouth. I sucked on it and bit down gently. I was really<br />
 getting into her tits, when she said, &#8220;Lets eat each other, baby&#8221;.<br />
 She then spun around and put her ass right over my face. I reached up<br />
 and licked her pussy lips. She tasted so sweet. She was returning<br />
 the favor when she stopped and said, &#8220;Wendy, I want to pee in your<br />
 mouth&#8221;. I stopped and sat up and said &#8220;No, I don&#8217;t think so&#8221;. She<br />
 said, &#8220;Come on, Wendy, you&#8217;ll love it. It tastes so good and sweet&#8221;.<br />
 She then grabbed me by the arms and pushed me down on the bed. I did&#8217;nt<br />
 realize how strong she was. She had me pinned and I could&#8217;nt do any-<br />
 thing about it. I was helpless. She positioned her pussy over my mouth<br />
 and grabbed my hair with her hand and pulled had. She said, &#8220;Come on<br />
 you cunt, suck my pussy&#8221;. I decided to give in. I did&#8217;nt have a choice.<br />
 I licked her cunt lick there was no tomorrow. I sucked on her clit<br />
 until she was bucking and thrashing on my face. As she was ready to<br />
 come, she said, &#8220;Wendy, when I come Im going to pee in your mouth&#8221;.<br />
 Her pussy started to contract and I could taste her cum. Then all<br />
 at once a warm stream of piss was shooting into my mouth. It was sweet<br />
 and warm and actually tasted good. She peed for about thity seconds and<br />
 I had to keep swallowing to drink it all down. When she was done, she<br />
 said, &#8220;Oh baby that was so good. I want you to pee in my mouth now&#8221;.<br />
 I positioned my pussy over her mouth and she started to eat me. She<br />
 licked my hole like never before. She would alternate licking my clit<br />
 with her tongue putting her tongue all the way up my cunt. I could&#8217;nt<br />
 last much longer. I was moaning and screaming her name. As I was ready<br />
 to come, I said, &#8220;Kim baby, I&#8217;m gonna come and pee in your mouth&#8221;.<br />
 She said, &#8220;Oh yea, do it now baby&#8221;. As I came I let out steady stream<br />
 of hot, sweet piss, right in her mouth. She swallowed and swallowed<br />
 to get it all down. I rolled off her and colapsed beside her. I then<br />
 nuzzled up to her and said, &#8220;Thanks Kim, that was wonderful&#8221;. I then<br />
 gave her a long French kiss. I could taste and smell my own piss.</p>
<p> I can&#8217;t wait until she introduces me to other water sports.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jenny was hot.
It was 90 degrees outside, the air conditioner had broken down,
and what&#8217;s more, she hadn&#8217;t had any sex for more than two weeks,
her boyfriend having gone away on a business trip.  It was the
middle of a sweltering Saturday afternoon, and she sat alone and naked in
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jenny was hot.</p>
<p>It was 90 degrees outside, the air conditioner had broken down,<br />
and what&#8217;s more, she hadn&#8217;t had any sex for more than two weeks,<br />
her boyfriend having gone away on a business trip.  It was the<br />
middle of a sweltering Saturday afternoon, and she sat alone and naked in<br />
her apartment, the heat making her body shine with sweat.</p>
<p>She thought about her boyfriend, and the night before he left.<br />
Her mouth filled with saliva as she remembered the taste of his<br />
cock on her lips.  She moaned and slid one hand down to her cunt,<br />
tenderly stroking her clit.  Her other hand cupped her full breasts,<br />
pinching the nipples erect.  Her cunt filled the air with the sweet<br />
smell of sex as she got excited.<span id="more-29"></span></p>
<p>Abrubtly she stopped her gentle masturbation.  Coming to a decision,<br />
she went into her bedroom to put on some clothes.  She put on some<br />
sheer nylons, clipping them to a garter belt.  Then she put on a thin<br />
tank top with no bra, her breasts straining against the cotton.  She<br />
added a tight denim skirt and some sandals, put on some sunglasses,<br />
and went out into the blazing sunshine to her car.  If her boyfriend<br />
wasn&#8217;t around to satisfy her desires, she thought to herself, she would<br />
just have to do whatever she could.</p>
<p>Across town, about five miles away, Jenny&#8217;s old boyfriend Mike sat<br />
in the middle of his non-airconditioned living room, listening to music,<br />
sweating, and trying to read a novel.  Damn heat! he thought to himself,<br />
brushing the sweat from his forehead.  He put his book down and ran his<br />
thumb underneath the waistband of his shorts, trying to cool off his<br />
sweating crotch.  Over the course of the day he had gradually removed<br />
items of clothing, until the white shorts were the only thing between<br />
him and complete nudity.  He went to the &#8216;fridge, hoping that there<br />
was one more beer left.</p>
<p>As he stood in front of the fridge, Mike heard a car pull up in front of<br />
the house.  Shortly, there was a knock at the door.  Mike opened it<br />
to find himself looking at Jenny.  Her tank top was now adhearing to<br />
her beautiful tits, the nipples poking through the thin cotton like<br />
finger tips.  Her ass was molded into her skirt, and the odor of her<br />
dripping pussy, which had not cooled off at all during the ten minute<br />
drive, hit Mike&#8217;s nose like a hammer.  His mouth watered, but he managed<br />
to keep the surge of lust he felt out of his voice.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, Jenny!  How nice!  What are you doing here?&#8221;</p>
<p>Jenny almost swooned at the sight of Mike standing there, his muscular<br />
chest and legs completely exposed.  She gained a little control of<br />
herself, and said, &#8220;Well, I was just kind of bored, and wondered what<br />
you were up to.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Just sitting around,&#8221; Mike said.  &#8220;C&#8217;mon in.&#8221;</p>
<p>Jenny followed Mike into the dark living room.  He sat down on the couch<br />
and invited her to sit down.</p>
<p>Jenny was so excited now, she was almost visibly shaking.  She could<br />
contain herself no longer.  Two weeks of no sex, and the memory of all<br />
the wonderful nights (and days) she had spend with Mike, make her<br />
boil over.  Smiling seductively, she straddled Mike&#8217;s crotch, sitting<br />
on his lap facing him.  Her skirt rode up, and her bare pussy pressed<br />
against Mike&#8217;s now-hardening dick.</p>
<p>&#8220;Jenny,&#8221; Mike sputtered, &#8220;what&#8230;&#8221;  Her lips came down on his as she cut<br />
him off.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissing him long and<br />
passionately, her tongue driving deep into his mouth.  She almost died<br />
as she felt Mike&#8217;s cock through his shorts surge towards an iron-like<br />
erection.  Mike broke away from the kiss, moving his lips down to her<br />
neck.  He kissed her neck tenderly, and then nipped at it with his<br />
teeth, making Jenny gasp and squirm against him in delight.</p>
<p>After a minute, Jenny pushed away from him, smiled, and stood up in the<br />
middle of the floor.  Swaying her hips and half closing her eyes, she<br />
began to dance around the room.  She faced Mike and pulled her tank top<br />
down so that the deep cleavage was exposed.  Turning, she bent over and<br />
inched up her skirt, showing off her fine ass.  Mike just got a glimpse<br />
of the dark auburn hair surrounding her pussy, the same color as the hair<br />
on her head, before she turned around to face him again.</p>
<p>Mike watching her dance with mounting excitement.  He had always loved<br />
her body:  although just five feet tall, she had large, beautiful tits,<br />
a wonderfully rounded, firm ass, and clear blue eyes.  Her long auburn<br />
hair fell just to her tits.  Mike, remembering the feeling of her hair<br />
on his face, his chest, his cock, groaned.  He slid his hand under his<br />
shorts and began stoking his cock gently.</p>
<p>Jenny now began slowly removing her clothes.  First she pulled up her<br />
top just enough to expose one tit.  She slipped one finger into her<br />
mouth, and then moved it down to the exposed nipple, running it around<br />
and around until the nipple was as hard as a rock.  Pulling up the top<br />
some more, she repeated the move with her other nipple.  When both nipples<br />
were standing straight out, she removed her top and danced close,<br />
caressing her breasts with both hands, right in front of Mike.  Mike<br />
moaned but did not yet reach for her, knowing that more was to come.</p>
<p>After teasing Mike with her breasts, she backed off, unzipped her skirt<br />
slowly, and began inching it down.  When it was down to just above her<br />
pussy, with a few tufts of red hair sticking up over the waist band, she<br />
stopped.  Grinding her hips, she rubbed her hand up and down on her pussy,<br />
outside of the skirt.  The denim turned dark, wet with her juices.<br />
Finally, she turned around, pulled the skirt up over her ass, and bent<br />
over, grabing her ankles.  She spread her legs slightly and slipped one<br />
hand up into her pussy.  She gasped as a finger pryed apart the wet<br />
cunt lips, slipping deep inside.  Slowly, she began to hump her finger,<br />
moaning with self-induced rapture.</p>
<p>Mike could stand no more, and stood up, yanking off his shorts.  He<br />
stepped over to Jenny, his cock hard as pole, hanging over her white<br />
ass.  Bending down, he pulled her finger from her pussy, placed the<br />
head of his dick against the entrance of her sopping cunt, and pushed<br />
inside.</p>
<p>Jenny moaned and tried to push back against him, but Mike put his hand<br />
on her ass and prevented it.  Slowly he began pumping in and out, just<br />
the head of his cock and an inch or two of the hard shaft.  In and out.<br />
Jenny moaned in ecstasy and frustration, happy to at last be impaled on<br />
a hard dick, but wanting Mike deep inside.  Mike continued to tease her,<br />
building himself to a wild pitch of excitement.  Then, when he could<br />
stand no more, and his cock had actually grown an inch or two from the<br />
excitement, he slid all the way in her to the hilt.  The front of his<br />
sweat-slick thighs slapped against her firm ass with a loud smack,<br />
and Jenny bit her lip to keep from screaming out her pleasure.</p>
<p>Slowly, feeling Jenny&#8217;s cunt milk his cock, Mike began to fuck her.<br />
Jenny spread her legs and braced her palms against the floor.  Mike<br />
rapidly speeded up, grabbing her hips as he started long strokes, his<br />
cock going in deep, and then pulling out almost to the head.  He reached<br />
under her with one hand and gently caressed her tits, tenderly flicking<br />
her rock-hard nipples with his fingernails.  The combination of his<br />
hard, pile-driver strokes, and his tender hand on her tits, pushed<br />
Jenny to a fever pitch.</p>
<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t you love it?&#8221; gasped Mike.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, YES!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t you love it from behind?  I get so deep.  Don&#8217;t you love it when<br />
I&#8217;m DEEP inside?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes yes YES!  Don&#8217;t stop!  Fuck me, fuck me!&#8221;</p>
<p>Mike complied, fucking her harder and faster.  Jenny moaned and shoved<br />
her ass back at him just as hard, swiveling it around so as to feel Mike&#8217;s<br />
cock touch different parts of her cunt.</p>
<p>Suddenly, Mike thrust as deep as he could go, and held himself there.<br />
Sliding his hand down from her breasts to her clit, Mike homed in and<br />
started rubbing it frantically.</p>
<p>&#8220;Ooooohhhhhhhh, God!  Yes, like that!&#8221;  Jenny shouted.  Her ass started<br />
rolling around almost uncontrollably.</p>
<p>She grunted and moaned and yelled as Mike held himself rigid inside her,<br />
his hand rubbing her clit faster and faster.  Finally, when he sensed she<br />
was right on the edge, he started thrusting again.</p>
<p>The friction of Mike&#8217;s finger on her clit and his cock in her cunt was<br />
too much.  Screaming out in pleasure, Jenny came.  Her cunt clamped down<br />
hard on his thrusting cock, and with a gasp of pleasure, Mike cut loose.<br />
He come shot into her like a cannon.</p>
<p>&#8220;I can feel it!  I can feel it!&#8221;  she cried, her ass and tits shaking<br />
with her orgasm.  &#8220;Oh god, it&#8217;s so good!&#8221;</p>
<p>They stayed like that until Mike&#8217;s softened cock fell out of her dripping<br />
cunt.  But after two weeks, and in this heat that seemed to drive her<br />
hormones almost beyond control, one orgasm was not going to be enough for<br />
Jenny.  Mike sat down on the couch and gestured for Jenny to join him,<br />
but she had a lot more than a little post-coital cuddling on her mind.<br />
Smiling wickedly, she knelt down in front of him and lightly stroked his cock.</p>
<p>&#8220;A little on the horny side today, eh Jen?&#8221; Mike asked her, smiling.</p>
<p>Jenny didn&#8217;t say anything, her eyes glued to slowly stiffening cock in<br />
her hand.  Her other hand was lightly caressing her heavy breasts.<br />
Unlike so many women with large breasts, Jenny&#8217;s were very responsive<br />
and sensitive, and with very little caressing her nipples popped out,<br />
and her breath became fast.  She slowly stroked Mike&#8217;s cock up and<br />
down, getting it hard.  While Mike&#8217;s cock had softened, it hadn&#8217;t<br />
shrunk very much after his orgasm, and was still quite long.<br />
Smiling, Jenny put the semi-hard cock between her breasts, leaned<br />
forward so that her nipples pressed against Mike&#8217;s groin, and began<br />
to move her torso up and down.</p>
<p>Jenny looked up at Mike and smiled as she stroked his cock with her<br />
tits.  Then she leaned down and licked at the head, shortening<br />
the strokes so that she could get some of his cock in her mouth.<br />
In no time at all, Jenny&#8217;s teasing licks and firm breasts against<br />
his cock caused Mike to get completely hard.  His breath came in<br />
panting gasps, and he started thrusting harder against her breasts,<br />
desparately trying to get both more stimulation from her tits,<br />
and bury himself in her mouth.</p>
<p>Jenny continued with the breast fucking, teasing Mike with her mouth<br />
and tits until he was wild with desire.  When he could stand it no<br />
more, Mike pulled her up by her shoulders.</p>
<p>&#8220;Now!&#8221;  he moaned.  &#8220;I want to be inside you!&#8221;</p>
<p>Jenny smiled at him and shook her head.  &#8220;Nope,&#8221; she said.  &#8220;Now<br />
it&#8217;s your turn to do me!&#8221;</p>
<p>Mike groaned, but complied.  He let her go, stood up, and sat her<br />
down on the couch.  He kneeled between her legs, leaned over,<br />
and kissed her.  As the kissed, he pulled her hips forward to<br />
the edge of the couch, so that the underside of his cock rested<br />
against her wet slit.  Still kissing her, his hands stroked her<br />
whole body, and his cock rubbed up and down gently against her<br />
cunt, getting her more excited.</p>
<p>Slowly, Mike slid his tongue down Jenny&#8217;s body, licking and nipping<br />
as he went.  He swirled his tongue around her breast, circling in<br />
towards her nipple, but not touching it.  When her nipple was hard<br />
and her breast was covered with goosebumps, he closed his lips over<br />
the nipple, flicking it rapidly with his tongue.  Jenny squealed and<br />
pulled his head tight against her tit.  After a moment, Mike repeated<br />
the treatment on her other breast.  Finally, he pressed the two<br />
breasts together, licking and sucking at both nipples simaltaneously.<br />
Jenny writhed and gasped in delight.</p>
<p>A little faster now, Mike moved down towards her cunt.  He stopped with<br />
his tongue just above the hairly slit, watching as Jenny&#8217;s entire body<br />
seemed to tense, waiting for his tongue on her.  Then he moved over<br />
to her inner thighs, kiss, licking, and biting tenderly.  Jenny&#8217;s<br />
hands tangled themselves in Mike&#8217;s hair, trying half-heartedly to<br />
pull him up to her cunt.  Mike ignored her, licking slowly closer and<br />
closer to her cunt.</p>
<p>He licked around and around Jenny&#8217;s cunt, still not touching it,<br />
while his hands slid up to caress her breasts and pinch her nipples.<br />
Jenny moaned, and her hips started thrashing, trying to get Mike&#8217;s<br />
tongue and lips on her.  Finally, when it seemed as if she could stand<br />
it no more, Mike began licking her cunt.  Slow, long strokes at first,<br />
from the bottom to the top of the slit, stopping just short of the<br />
clit.  Lightly, then deeper into her cunt he licked.  After several<br />
minutes, when Jenny was almost yelling out, he grabbed her ass in<br />
both hands, put his lips over her clit, and sucked deeply.<br />
With a scream, Jenny came, her hands pushing his face into her,<br />
her head rocking back and forth, out of her mind<br />
with passion.  Her hair stuck to her sweat-soaked, flushed faced,<br />
and her body heaved and rolled.  Her scream rang in Mike&#8217;s ears,<br />
and he smiled slightly.</p>
<p>Jenny relaxed, her orgasm fleeing her.  Mike backed off her clit and<br />
began stimulating her again, his tongue lapping at her cunt, once<br />
again avoiding her clit.  &#8220;No!&#8221; Jenny moaned, and tried to pull Mike<br />
up on top of her.  He ignored her, grabbing her wrists and pinning<br />
them to her sides, his busy tongue never ceasing its caress.  Her<br />
hands held tight, Jenny began moaning loudly again, her hips rocking<br />
back and forth.  Once again, Mike closed his lips over her clit and<br />
strummed it to orgasm.  Jenny screamed, and her body thrashed about<br />
furiously, barely held in check by Mike&#8217;s restraining hands.  She<br />
humped her cunt wildly, almost forcing his lips off her clit.  Finally,<br />
she relaxed.</p>
<p>Mike release her hands and smiled up at her, his face wet with her<br />
juices, his hair tousled.  Jenny smiled weakly down at him, and then<br />
reached down and yanked him up so they were face to face.  She kissed<br />
him, reaching down and rubbing his now throbbing cock against her<br />
slit.  &#8220;I want to be on top,&#8221; she said.</p>
<p>Mike lay down on the couch, and Jenny straddled his waist.  She rubbed<br />
her cunt against his trapped cock, not quite entering him.  She<br />
leaned over and rubbed her tits against his face, and he eagerly began<br />
sucking them, once again pressing them together so that he could lap<br />
at both nipples simultaneously.  She moaned and pulled his head tighter<br />
against her ample chest.  Finally, when her nipples were hard as rocks,<br />
and he was thrusting his hips in a frenzy, desparately trying to enter<br />
her, she sat up.  Reaching down and grinning, she held his erect cock<br />
strait up.  Rising up, she placed the head against her slit, and rubbed<br />
it delicately against her clit.  Slowly, she started to ease down.</p>
<p>Mike could stand no more, and grasping her by the hips, he slammed her<br />
down and thrust up his hips, penetrating her as deeply as possible.<br />
They both moaned in delight.</p>
<p>&#8220;Do you like it deep like that?&#8221; he panted.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, YES!&#8221; she replied, beginning to move up and down on him.  She leaned<br />
back, her magnificent breasts thrust forward, and he reached up and fondled<br />
them delicately.  &#8220;Harder!&#8221; she moaned, and he began squeezing and pinching<br />
them, all the while thrusting faster and faster.  He could feel her cunt<br />
clench and squeeze at his cock and it drove him wild.  He started thrusting<br />
into her urgently, desparate to come.  Jenny put a hand on his chest and<br />
stopped him.  &#8220;Wait,&#8221; she said, panting.</p>
<p>Mike stopped, his face twisted with the effort of holding back.  Jenny<br />
slid up on his cock, and let it fall out of her.  &#8220;What&#8230;&#8221; Mike stuttered,<br />
but she shushed him.  Grinning devilishly, she placed the head of his<br />
cock against her asshole.  Leaning forward to kiss him, she wiggled her<br />
hips gently, and slowly slid him inside her tight ass.  Mike gasped<br />
at the tightness, and Jenny&#8217;s eyes rolled up in her head as she slid<br />
slowly all the way down.  When he was completely inside her, she<br />
looked down at him, placed her hands down on the bed, and began riding<br />
him slowly.</p>
<p>Slowly they picked up speed, Jenny rubbing her tits across Mike&#8217;s<br />
face, and Mike reaching down to fondle her clit while she rode her<br />
ass up and down on his cock.  He reached around with his other hand,<br />
pinching and squeezing her tight butt.  Soon, she was riding him<br />
almost as hard as before, and they sound of their moaning and yelling<br />
filled the hot air of the apartment.</p>
<p>Mike held himself in check, a hair away from coming, as he frantically<br />
stroked her clit and sucked her tits.  Finally, Jenny leaned down, bit<br />
down hard on Mike&#8217;s neck, and screamed her orgasm into his throat.<br />
Mike let go with a moan, his cock swelling and firing in her tight ass.<br />
Jenny screamed louder as she felt him come, her ass clenching tight<br />
around his cock, milking it.  Finally, they were quiet.</p>
<p>Mike kissed her face and stroked her her, his cock slowly softening<br />
inside her ass.  &#8220;Nice of you to drop by, Jenny.  Feel free to come<br />
by any time.&#8221;</p>
<p>Jenny smiled at him, stoking his lips tenderly.  &#8220;Maybe I will,&#8221;<br />
she replied.  &#8220;My boyfriend&#8217;s going to Cleveland in September.&#8221;</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Men who travel on business regularly have a unique opportunity to get in
a little fun that for the most  part goes to waste.  I was luckier  than
most on  my last  trip and  spent all  my nights  with three of the most
sexually active ladies  I have ever [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Men who travel on business regularly have a unique opportunity to get in<br />
a little fun that for the most  part goes to waste.  I was luckier  than<br />
most on  my last  trip and  spent all  my nights  with three of the most<br />
sexually active ladies  I have ever  met.  I had  initially thought that<br />
this trip could  be better than  most as I  and my traveling  companions<br />
Sue, Donna and Eileen headed for the airport but dismissed my thoughts a<br />
fantasy.  Little did I know that my fantasies would not hold a candle to<br />
the realities of this trip</p>
<p>After  a  rather  uneventful  trip  filled  with  boring conversation we<br />
arrived at the hotel where we were to give a two day training seminar to<br />
a number of company employees.  After completing the preliminary setting<br />
up for the next  day I suggested we  all go out to  dinner together.  <span id="more-28"></span>My<br />
suggestion was  taken and  we arranged  to meet  in the  lobby at  6:30.<br />
Retiring to my room I  again began to fantasize about  the possibilities<br />
of engaging in a  little fun with my  traveling companions.  To say  the<br />
least they were all quite attractive and young.  Sue is a 5&#8242; 7&#8243; brunette<br />
with a pretty face and a figure that runs 35-23-36 her tits are nice and<br />
firm and when she&#8217;s bra-less which is often she shows nice hard nipples.<br />
Donna is tall attractive blond with nice soft tits and long slender legs<br />
and a fantastic ass.  Eileen who is a bit heavier than the other  ladies<br />
has a set  of knockers which  easily measure in  at 39+ and  a nice full<br />
ass.  Just thinking about spending an evening of fucking and sucking any<br />
of them got me hard while I  was showering.  Just as I was finishing  my<br />
shower a  knock at  the door  interrupted my  fantasy leaving  me with a<br />
raging hard-on.  Trying to cover myself and my still hard 10&#8243; cock  with<br />
a towel I went to the door  to see who had disturbed me.  To  my delight<br />
it was  Donna, opening  the door  I tried  to maintain  my composure and<br />
asked her  to come  in.  Donna  was just  out of  the shower herself and<br />
needed to  borrow my  blow dryer.   I asked  her to  wait a  minute as I<br />
ducked back into the bathroom to get the dryer as I retrieved the  dryer<br />
I noticed Donna staring openly at  my still erect cock as it  bulged out<br />
the front of  the towel I  had thrown on.   I made sure  I took my  time<br />
getting the dryer allowing  Donna to get a  good look.  When I  returned<br />
Donna asked me if  she could dry her  hair in my room  rather than going<br />
back to her  room and needing  to return the  dryer.  Needless to  say I<br />
agreed.  Donna move into the bathroom  to dry her hair and I  started to<br />
dress for dinner.</p>
<p>Just as I was about to put on my pants Donna came out the bathroom  door<br />
and caught me trying to stuff my still erect cock into my pants.   Donna<br />
gazed fondly at  my still stiff  prick and remarked  that it was  bigger<br />
than she had thought.  I said it always seemed to satisfy and  continued<br />
dressing not being  prepared for this  turn of events  I silently cursed<br />
myself for  not being  quick enough  to capitalize  on this opportunity.<br />
Donna returned to drying her hair and then called out that she would  go<br />
and make sure the other ladies were ready.  I heard the door closed  and<br />
figured with that my chances for some quick fun were finished.</p>
<p>I went down to the lobby and still had to wait another half hour for  my<br />
dinner companions to join  me.  After a delicious  dinner at one of  the<br />
local restaurants I suggested we go back to the hotel for drinks and see<br />
what type of entertainment they had in the lounge the ladies all  agreed<br />
and Donna said she would like it if they had dancing.  We went  straight<br />
to the lounge and found that indeed there was dancing in fact they had a<br />
live band and quite a crowd had gathered.  We managed to get a table and<br />
drinks in short order  and settled in to  small talk about our  training<br />
session the next day.  As soon as the band started playing a slow number<br />
Donna asked me to dance, as we danced Donna moved in tighter and tighter<br />
pressing her hips into mine and causing my cock to stiffen against  her.<br />
Just as the music stopped Donna asked me if I would like to get together<br />
with her and the other ladies and put my stiff cock to good use.  I  was<br />
taken back a little by her offer but managed to tell her I was ready for<br />
anything.  As Donna and I walked back to the table I could tell that Sue<br />
and Eileen were looking at my cock which was bulging out the front of my<br />
pants.  Donna told the other girls we were moving the party to her  room<br />
where we would have  more privacy and both  Sue and Eileen nodded  their<br />
assent.  Once we were in the elevator and the doors had closed Sue  move<br />
to me placing her hand on my cock and rubbing my stiff prick and  balls.<br />
I reached out and pulled Donna  and Eileen to me squeezing Donna&#8217;s  firm<br />
ass while fondling Eileen&#8217;s big tits.  Sue reached out and began to  rub<br />
Donna&#8217;s tits as Donna&#8217;s hand joined Sue&#8217;s attacking my cock.</p>
<p>By  the  time  we  had  reached  Donna&#8217;s  room I was clear on the ladies<br />
intentions and  ready to  fuck them  all.  We  entered Donna&#8217;s  room and<br />
quickly moved to the king-size bed and proceeded to fondle and rub  each<br />
other.  I  wanted the  privilege of  stripping the  ladies and suggested<br />
that I strip each  one in turn as  the others watched.  They  all agreed<br />
and Donna was chosen to go first.  Donna and I moved to the foot of  the<br />
bed as Eileen  and Sue relaxed  and fondled each  others tits and  cunts<br />
watching me strip Donna.  I  first removed Donna&#8217;s sweater exposing  her<br />
tits which were  bra-less and firm  with erect pink  nipples.  Moving my<br />
right hand up between  her legs I found  she also had no  panties on and<br />
proceeded to force two fingers up  her already sopping slit and rub  her<br />
clit while sucking  on her firm  tits and nibbling  on those erect  pink<br />
nipples.  Moving down I next  removed her skirt exposing her  full blond<br />
bush spreading her  legs so Sue  and Eileen could  see her pussy  filled<br />
with my fingers.   Bending down I  ate her pussy  licking her now  erect<br />
clit until Donna came.  Removing the  garter belt and nylons she wore  I<br />
moved her to her side and rubbed her tight anus and ate her pussy  until<br />
she came again.</p>
<p>A gentle tapping on my shoulder told me it was time to move to the  next<br />
girl and I looked  up to see Eileen  looking into my eyes.   Donna moved<br />
back towards the  head of the  bed as I  drew Eileen to  me and began to<br />
fondle her big tits.  I could see we were all going to get into the  act<br />
as I  looked back  toward Donna  and Sue  I watched  as Sue reached down<br />
between Donna&#8217;s legs and inserted three of her slim fingers into Donna&#8217;s<br />
sopping cunt.  Moving quickly I removed Eileen&#8217;s dress exposing her  big<br />
tits held only by  her nippless bra and  a black garter belt  and nylons<br />
framing her  dark full  bush.  Moving  my hand  down between  her legs I<br />
forced three fingers into her sopping slit and began to massage her clit<br />
with my thumb.  I then reached  back and undid her bra letting  her full<br />
tits free as I sucked and  licked her nipples.  I could tell  Eileen was<br />
close to cumming as her breath was coming in short gasps and decided  to<br />
make her cum with my mouth.   Moving down I spread her legs  further and<br />
licked her cunt and clit removing  one finger from her cunt and  pushing<br />
it up her  squirming asshole.  This  was all Eileen  could take and  she<br />
came hard pushing and grinding her  sweet slit into my face.  As  Eileen<br />
came down from her climax I licked her tight anus giving her a nice  rim<br />
job. stopping only  when I heard  Sue&#8217;s voice pleading  with me for  her<br />
turn.</p>
<p>By now I  was worked up  to a frenzy  and there was  a large wet  precum<br />
stain on my jeans.  Sue dropped down and began to rub my cock while  she<br />
licked the stain on my pants.  I watched as Eileen and Donna snuggled up<br />
in the bed with  each others fingers up  their cunts and each  squeezing<br />
the others  tits.  Pulling  Sue up  I lifted  her sweater  over her head<br />
exposing her bra-less tits and her stiff nipples taking her right tit in<br />
my mouth I began to  suck it as I bit  her nipple and pushed my  hand up<br />
under her skirt.  Running  my hand up between  her legs I found  she too<br />
had worn no panties  and had only nylons  on under her skirt.   Reaching<br />
her pussy I  found she was  nicely shaved and  her smooth hairless  cunt<br />
lips were wet with pussy juice.  I slowly removed her skirt exposing her<br />
shaved pink pussy and set to work finger fucking her slippery slit as  I<br />
ate and licked her clit and twisted her long erect nipples.  This action<br />
brought Sue to a crushing climax.  As she was lying there regaining  her<br />
breath I slowly stripped off her nylons and tongued her asshole  getting<br />
her ready for the girls turn to strip me.  I could see Eileen and  Donna<br />
were having  a good  time as  they were  both still  probing each others<br />
cunts and had added a finger  up each others assholes while they  sucked<br />
and bit at each others tits finally bringing each other to climax at the<br />
same time.</p>
<p>Looking  my  way  Eileen  and  Donna  licked  their  lips and started to<br />
approach me.  In no  time all three ladies  were on me stripping  off my<br />
cloths and getting me ready for a hot time.  Eileen pulled down my pants<br />
and went right to work deep  throating my cock, plunging the entire  10&#8243;<br />
down  her  tight  throat.   Donna  had  move  around and was ramming her<br />
fingers up my  asshole as she  rubbed her hard  nippled tits against  my<br />
back.  Sue a little left out  at first had moved under Eileen  and began<br />
licking and sucking my balls  as she finger fucked Eileen&#8217;s  cunt.  This<br />
was too much for me  to stand and I began  to shoot a massive load  down<br />
Eileen&#8217;s throat.  After taking my  first shot deep in her  throat Eileen<br />
pulled back  off my  cock and  directed my  second stream  directly into<br />
Sue&#8217;s waiting mouth.  Eileen then took  my third spurt in her mouth  and<br />
pinched off the flow of cum until Donna&#8217;s head appeared between my  legs<br />
and then stuffed my cock deep into Donna&#8217;s mouth as I shot again.  Donna<br />
continued to suck my still hard cock until she had milked the rest of my<br />
load and swallowed it  all.  Now that we  were all naked the  fun really<br />
began and I was chosen to be the center of attraction.</p>
<p>Sue and Eileen moved me spread eagle on the bed and proceeded to suck my<br />
cock and balls as Donna position  herself above them ready to sit  on my<br />
stiff cock.   Sue reached  up and  rammed two  fingers up  Donna&#8217;s pussy<br />
making sure  she was  well lubed  and drew  her down  on my raging prick<br />
while Eileen held my dick in  position and fingered my anus.  I  watched<br />
as Donna forced the entire 10&#8243; of my swollen meat up her slick pink cunt<br />
and felt Sue ram her fingers up Donna&#8217;s asshole and rub my cock  inside.<br />
Meanwhile Eileen had removed her  fingers from my asshole and  had taken<br />
up a  position squatting  over my  face, I  watched as Eileen positioned<br />
herself  ready  to  lower  her  sopping  snatch onto my waiting lips and<br />
tongue.   Eileen  was  ramming  two  fingers  in and out of her soddened<br />
snatch while rubbing her clit  with her thumb.  Eileen slid  her fingers<br />
out and moved down placing her sweet slit directly on my waiting  mouth.<br />
I began to eat her cunt  forcing my tongue deeply up her  throbbing cunt<br />
and licking  her engorged  clit.  Meanwhile  Donna had  set up  a steady<br />
rhythm pounding  my straining  cock balls  deep in  her slippery slit on<br />
each thrust.  Sue stood straddling me facing Donna and had Donna licking<br />
her  erect  clit  and  finger  fucking  her  hot pussy.  Eileen was busy<br />
ramming a dildo up Sue&#8217;s anus while giving her a fantastic rim job  with<br />
her tongue.  A few  minutes of this action  had all of us  cumming hard.<br />
Eileen was  first and  flooded my  face with  her sticky  juices as  she<br />
convulsed with orgasm ramming her cunt down on my face causing my tongue<br />
to slip even deeper into her hot pink hole.  Sue came next replete  with<br />
moans and swearing filling Donna&#8217;s mouth and face with her slick  juices<br />
as she  moved back  forcing the  dildo Eileen  was wielding  deep up her<br />
anus.  And finally  I and Donna  came together as  she rammed her  tight<br />
pussy down on my straining cock covering my cock and balls with her  hot<br />
cunt juice as  I pumped a  big load load  of my sperm  up her tight  hot<br />
cunt.</p>
<p>After a few minutes of rest the ladies were at me again, Sue was sucking<br />
my cock making sure I was as hard as a rock for the next round.   Eileen<br />
who  had  recovered  from  her  climax  was licking my nipples while she<br />
probed Sue&#8217;s exposed cunt and ass with her fingers.  Donna was fingering<br />
Eileen&#8217;s cunt while she pumped her own pussy and collected the cum I had<br />
deposited there eagerly  licking and sucking  it off her  fingers.  I in<br />
turn managed to  play with Eileen&#8217;s  big tits rubbing  those firm mounds<br />
and twisting her nipples.  Soon we got back down to business and  Eileen<br />
rose to straddle my hard thick cock Donna reached up spreading  Eileen&#8217;s<br />
swollen cunt lips exposing the wet pink inner reaches of her tight cunt.<br />
Sue held my cock in position and rammed two fingers of her free hand  up<br />
Eileen&#8217;s throbbing anus as Eileen  rammed herself down on my  stiff cock<br />
with one  continuous thrust.   As my  stiff cock  spread Eileen&#8217;s  slick<br />
tight twat I could feel Sue&#8217;s fingers press against my prick from inside<br />
Eileen&#8217;s throbbing asshole.  Donna meanwhile had inserted two fingers up<br />
my anus and was reaming my ass with hard deep strokes.  Eileen  engulfed<br />
my full ten inches setting up a hard pounding rhythm which drove my dick<br />
deep into her tight cunt with  each stoke.  Sue pulled her fingers  from<br />
Eileen&#8217;s ass and moved  around to sit on  my face.  Donna helped  Sue by<br />
spreading her cunt open  as Sue settled her  shaved slippery cunt on  my<br />
mouth and I  forced my tongue  deep into her  pink pussy and  alternated<br />
between probing  her hot  cunt and  licking and  sucking her erect clit.<br />
Donna meanwhile had take  up a position between  Sue and Eileen and  was<br />
sucking Eileen&#8217;s big tits and biting her nearly inch long nipples  while<br />
Sue was reaming her anus with  the dildo and sucking her clit  while she<br />
pumped 2 fingers up  Donna&#8217;s wet tight cunt.   Sue was the first  to cum<br />
flooding my face with her sweet cunt juice and mashing her sopping  cunt<br />
into my mouth grinding herself to  a complete climax.  I could not  hold<br />
out any longer and began pumping my load up Eileen&#8217;s tight hot pussy  as<br />
I bucked my hips forcing my  dick deeper into her clutching slit.   This<br />
brought Eileen to climax and she flooded my now softening cock with  her<br />
thick cunt juice and sat down trapping my cock inside her pulsing  twat.<br />
Sue had increased her  efforts on Donna&#8217;s asshole  and cunt and now  had<br />
Donna nearing her climax.  Eileen sensing Donna&#8217;s impending orgasm began<br />
to suck her soft tits  biting and twisting Donna&#8217;s erect  nipples.  This<br />
took Donna  over the  top and  she began  to cum  moaning, twisting  and<br />
covering Sue&#8217;s face with her pussy  juice.  We rested for a few  minutes<br />
lying together in  a twisted pile  of sweat soaked  bodies until we  had<br />
regained enough strength to go at each other again.</p>
<p>As Sue was the  only on left who  had not had a  chance to feel my  cock<br />
being rammed into her pussy she  watched as Eileen and Donna sucked  and<br />
licked my dick restoring it to  its former glory.  While they worked  on<br />
me Sue knelt between Donna  and Eileen and fingered there  exposed cunts<br />
and assholes bending to lick and suck their clits.  Soon I too was ready<br />
for another round and watched as  Sue squatted above my 10&#8243; prong  ready<br />
to force it deep into her swollen slit.  Donna grabbed my engorged  cock<br />
and held it ready as she eased  two fingers of her other hand up  my now<br />
pulsing anus.  Eileen rammed two fingers up Sue&#8217;s cunt withdrawing  them<br />
slowly as  she forced  two fingers  of her  other hand  deep into  Sue&#8217;s<br />
dilated anus.  Spreading Sue&#8217;s swollen pink cunt lips Eileen helped  Sue<br />
mount my raging  cock.  I could  feel Eileen&#8217;s fingers  press against my<br />
cock thru Sue&#8217;s anal wall as  Sue slowly forced herself down the  length<br />
of my  throbbing penis.   Once Sue  had fully  engulfed my  raging prick<br />
Eileen and Donna moved up  to my head and watched  as Sue set up a  slow<br />
steady  rhythm  which  caused  my  cock  to  alternate  from deep in her<br />
twitching  cunt  to  almost  out  and  back.   Donna  took up a position<br />
straddling my head and prepared to lower her sopping pink pussy onto  my<br />
mouth.  Eileen rammed her finger  up Donna&#8217;s asshole and spread  Donna&#8217;s<br />
swollen cunt lips as I eased my tongue into Donna&#8217;s soft pink pussy  and<br />
began to eat her  sopping slit and lick  her exposed stiff clit.   Donna<br />
told Eileen to take  the same position she  had earlier and grabbed  the<br />
big dildo ready to ream  Eileen&#8217;s tight puckered anus.  Eileen  followed<br />
Donna&#8217;s lead and soon was sucking  Sue&#8217;s firm tits and biting her  erect<br />
nipples as Donna  slowly pushed the  big dildo up  Eileen&#8217;s exposed anus<br />
until all  but 2  inches of  it 12&#8243;  length was  buried in her stretched<br />
asshole.  Donna  then pushed  two fingers  up Eileen&#8217;s  packed pussy and<br />
began  to  suck,  bite  and  lick  Eileen&#8217;s  inch long erect clit.  This<br />
combined  with  watching  my  cock  being  rammed  up Sue&#8217;s swollen cunt<br />
brought Eileen off  in a matter  of a few  minutes.  Eileen came  with a<br />
rush flooding Donna&#8217;s mouth and face  with her slick juice and bit  down<br />
hard on Sue&#8217;s erect pink nipples.  This set Sue off and she came in hard<br />
waves which clamped  my cock tightly  in her hot  cunt and forced  me to<br />
climax.  I came like there was no tomorrow filling Sue&#8217;s tight slit with<br />
my sticky load of sperm.  Sensing  Donna was close to cumming I  reached<br />
up grabbing  her tit  with one  hand while  ramming two  fingers up  her<br />
sopping cunt and another up her well lubed anus.  This combined with  my<br />
tonguing and sucking of her clit brought her to orgasm and she proceeded<br />
to fill  my mouth  with her  sticky sweet  juices as  her cunt  and anus<br />
clamped  down  hard  on  my  fingers  as  she  bucked and moaned out her<br />
pleasure.</p>
<p>Needless to say by this point we  were all covered in a mixture of  cum,<br />
cunt juice and sweat and  very tired.  Lacking a sufficient  erection to<br />
proceed I  suggested we  rest a  little and  shower before  we attempted<br />
anything more.   A sense  of relief  came over  me as  the ladies  whole<br />
heartily agreed.  As  we were relaxing  Eileen began to  play with Sue&#8217;s<br />
pussy and remarked how much she  liked the slick effect of Sue&#8217;s  shaved<br />
cunt lips.  Donna said she too liked the way it felt and asked Sue if it<br />
felt better  when she  fucked.  Sue  told Eileen  and Donna  that it was<br />
defiantly better for both fucking and sucking as it made the whole  area<br />
much  more  sensitive  and  accessible.   Eileen  asked me if I had ever<br />
shaved pussy before and did I like the look and feel of naked cunts.   I<br />
told her and Donna that  I personally preferred nicely shaved  cunts and<br />
that I had been shaving my  wifes cunt for many years.  Both  Eileen and<br />
Donna asked me to shave them  prior to their showers to which  I readily<br />
agreed.  Moving to the bathroom I started on Eileen first first clipping<br />
back her full bush  and then shaving her  cunt lips clean and  finishing<br />
off by shaving off the fine  hair around her anus.  When I  finished Sue<br />
and Donna  examined my  work and  liked the  effect especially the small<br />
tuft  of  hair  I  left  on  the  top of Eileen&#8217;s mound.  Moving between<br />
Eileen&#8217;s splayed thighs Donna proceeded to force two fingers up Eileen&#8217;s<br />
now naked cunt lips while pressing her thumb up her anus.  Sue began  to<br />
suck and  bite Eileen&#8217;s  nipples working  her to  climax.  Donna replace<br />
Eileen  and  I  proceeded  to  shave  her  cunt and anus clean which was<br />
followed  by  Eileen  and  Sue  descending  on  Donna  until she too had<br />
climaxed.  I  felt that  Sue shouldn&#8217;t  be left  out and  had Donna  and<br />
Eileen pleasure Sue before we started our showers.</p>
<p>Once we had  all showered and  refreshed ourselves that  pulsing feeling<br />
returned to my cock  and I told the  girls that we should  organize some<br />
more  games  as  my  cock  needed  attention.   Seeing my stiff cock Sue<br />
suggested we  return to  the bed  and start  fucking.  I  move Sue  to a<br />
doggie style position on  the bed and directed  Eileen to get under  her<br />
with her head between Sue&#8217;s  legs.  Eileen crawled underneath and  began<br />
eating Sue&#8217;s pussy tonguing her hole and licking her hard clit.  I  told<br />
Eileen to open Sue&#8217;s swollen cunt  and put my cock up it.   Eileen first<br />
forced my cock deep into her throat then guided it deep into Sue&#8217;s tight<br />
slippery slit.  Ramming my cock balls  deep in Sue&#8217;s cunt I told  her to<br />
finger and eat Eileen&#8217;s cunt and ass.  Donna looked at me forlorn and  I<br />
told her not to worry and  to straddle Sue&#8217;s hips and lay  back exposing<br />
her sweet slit  for me.  I  then began to  finger fuck her  hot cunt and<br />
anus as I bent  to lick and suck  on her exposed erect  pink clit.  This<br />
made  Donna  perk  up  and  she  began  to  wiggle  and  squirm under my<br />
onslaught.  I  especially liked  the look  and feel  of the  girls newly<br />
shaven pussies.  Once I had brought Sue to her first orgasm I pulled out<br />
of  her  pulsing  cunt  and  asked  Eileen  to guide me into Sue&#8217;s tight<br />
asshole.  Eileen grabbed my cock and placed the head at the entrance  to<br />
Sue&#8217;s puckered pink anus and held  it as I slowly pushed the  entire 10&#8243;<br />
shaft  slowly  up  Sue&#8217;s  tight  rectum.   I  immediately set up a rapid<br />
pounding  pace  in  Sue&#8217;s  asshole  which  brought  her  and myself to a<br />
blistering orgasm at the same time.  Pulling out of her hot ass I rammed<br />
my prick  into Eileen&#8217;s  mouth fucking  her throat  for all  I was worth<br />
depositing the  last of  my sperm  deep in  her throat.   Just as  I was<br />
finishing my own orgasm I felt Donna start to cum I clamped down on  her<br />
clit while  twisting my  fingers into  her cunt  and anus.   Sue who had<br />
temporarily stopped  her fevered  activity on  Eileen resumed  a frantic<br />
pace bringing  Eileen to  her climax  and covering  Sue&#8217;s face  with her<br />
thick juices.</p>
<p>Since I had directed the last  activity Eileen claimed her turn to  give<br />
orders and told me to get behind her and fuck her cunt doggie style.   I<br />
complied with out  complaint and spread  her slick shaven  cunt lips and<br />
rammed my cock balls deep in her sopping twat.  She then directed  Donna<br />
to lie in front of her and spread her legs so she could eat Donna&#8217;s  hot<br />
cunt and anus.  Eileen  told Sue to sit  on Donna&#8217;s face and  have Donna<br />
eat her cunt and suck my cum out  of her asshole.  I set up a fast  pace<br />
pounding the entire 10&#8243; of my cock in and out of Eileen&#8217;s hot pink cunt.<br />
Eileen was feverishly working on Donna&#8217;s slippery pink pussy ramming two<br />
fingers in and  out of her  cunt while lashing  Donna&#8217;s stiff protruding<br />
clit  with  her  tongue  and  forcing  her  index  finger  deep into her<br />
throbbing anus.  Sue  had her cunt  firmly planted on  Donna&#8217;s mouth and<br />
was grinding  her swollen  pink pussy  lips into  Donna&#8217;s mouth as Donna<br />
probed  Sue&#8217;s  moist  pussy  and  tight  anus  with  her  tongue.  Donna<br />
alternately licked and sucked Sue&#8217;s swollen clit and squeezed her  ample<br />
tits rolling Sue&#8217;s hard erect  nipple in her fingers.  Eileen  was close<br />
to climax and was forcing her  cunt back on my throbbing cock  with ever<br />
increasing pressure.  Sensing her impending orgasm I forced two  fingers<br />
up Eileen&#8217;s squirming asshole and  began finger fucking her tight  anus.<br />
This combined  with the  deep probing  my cock  was giving her clutching<br />
slit brought Eileen to her first  orgasm.  As the waves of her  pleasure<br />
subsided I pulled out  of her cunt and  positioned my cock to  penetrate<br />
her tight  anus rubbing  my the  head up  and down  on her puckered pink<br />
anus.  With one  firm stroke I  buried my throbbing  cock deeply up  her<br />
tight asshole until my balls slapped her swollen cunt lips.  My pounding<br />
in  Eileen&#8217;s  anus  forced  her  mouth  more  deeply  into  Donna&#8217;s cunt<br />
triggering Donna&#8217;s climax which flooded Eileen&#8217;s mouth and face with her<br />
slick juices.  Sue was near her orgasm and watching Donna cum forced Sue<br />
over the top also and she  released her sweet thick juices into  Donna&#8217;s<br />
waiting mouth and face covering her with her cum.  Watching these ladies<br />
climax got me really hot and I  began to cum pumping a thick juicy  load<br />
of sperm up Eileen&#8217;s  twitching anus.  As I  shot my load into  Eileen I<br />
could feel her  reach her second  orgasm as her  asshole milked the  cum<br />
from my spurting dick.  I pulled out of her asshole and moved to Donna&#8217;s<br />
head forcing my still swollen  cock deeply down her throat  spending the<br />
last of my ejaculation in her  tight throat.  I collapsed on the  bed as<br />
Donna continued to Suck  my cock and finger  my anus keeping me  hard in<br />
preparation for her turn.</p>
<p>It was a while until I could  regain my desire for the ladies but  their<br />
continual assault on my senses made me rise to the challenge once  more.<br />
Donna was in charge for this round and demanded I fuck her cunt  asshole<br />
and mouth.  Sue and Eileen were ready  and willing to go at me but  felt<br />
Donna should have her turn being the queen of the may.  Donna positioned<br />
herself above my cock and directed  Sue and Eileen to open her  pussy to<br />
accept my  straining member.   Eileen spread  Donna&#8217;s pink  swollen cunt<br />
lips as Sue  held my cock  in position for  to be thrust  up Donna&#8217;s now<br />
dripping pussy.  Eileen  slowly inserted two  of her fingers  up Donna&#8217;s<br />
tight anus while Sue  guided Donna down onto  my ridged cock forcing  it<br />
deeply up her tight  slit.  Once Donna had  me fully rammed up  her cunt<br />
she asked Eileen  to get a  strap on double  dildo from the  nightstand.<br />
Never losing her pounding rhythm on  my cock Donna helped Sue force  the<br />
thick plastic  shaft up  Eileen&#8217;s well  juiced twat  fingering her tight<br />
asshole in the  process.  Once Eileen  was fully decked  out in her  new<br />
prick Donna told  Eileen to fuck  her anus with  the huge plastic  penis<br />
sticking out  of her  cunt.  Sue  helped Eileen  force the plastic shaft<br />
deep  into  Donna&#8217;s  twitching  asshole  while  Donna  continued to fuck<br />
herself silly on my hard shaft.   After Eileen had gotten her new  prick<br />
buried deeply into Donna&#8217;s  ass Donna had Sue  sit on my face  and grind<br />
her  swollen  pussy  and  engorged  clit  into my mouth and tongue.  The<br />
feeling on  my cock  was tremendous  and I  could feel  the dildo  being<br />
pounded in and out of Donna&#8217;s anus  by Eileen as my own cock was  rammed<br />
in and out of Donna&#8217;s packed  pussy by her unrelenting strokes.  Soon  I<br />
could just not take it another minute and began to shoot my river of cum<br />
deep into  Donna&#8217;s hot  cunt as  I heard  Eileen reach  her own  climax.<br />
Donna began to buck and wither  on my now pulsing cock bringing  herself<br />
to climax  and collapsing  on my  chest.  Sue  began to  thrust her cunt<br />
harder against my mouth and tongue nearing her own orgasm.  Sensing  she<br />
needed  a  little  help  i  reached  back  and rammed two fingers up her<br />
exposed asshole and began biting  and sucking her stiff clit.   This was<br />
all Sue needed  and she to  began to climax  drenching my face  with the<br />
last of her sweet  cunt juice.  After this  we all cleaned up  being too<br />
fucked out to continue.</p>
<p>I was late for the training  session every day but if the  audience only<br />
knew why I think they would have understood.</p>
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		<title>Long Island Couple</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t remember exactly how you first approached me. I do remember the
business meeting when you first came in and I noticed how tall and interesting
you were.  Not classically handsome, but striking.  Such a welcome relief from
all the others.  Your sense of humor and your incredible Dutch accent were all
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t remember exactly how you first approached me. I do remember the<br />
business meeting when you first came in and I noticed how tall and interesting<br />
you were.  Not classically handsome, but striking.  Such a welcome relief from<br />
all the others.  Your sense of humor and your incredible Dutch accent were all<br />
so very intriguing.  We were gathered in a small resort on Long Island, in the<br />
dead of winter.</p>
<p>After the mandatory cocktail hour and the never-ending dinner we assembled as<br />
if on command in the bar and that was the first time we had a chance to really<br />
talk. It seemed no time before we were dancing, and you were asking probing<br />
questions.  I also remember you stroking my thigh under the tablecloth as the<br />
V.P. was grilling me for specific information about my area of the country.<br />
No fair, no fair, at all!!<span id="more-27"></span></p>
<p>At that time I still had no idea we would actually become lovers, and so soon.<br />
We already discussed the drawbacks of having &#8220;extra&#8221; contact with co-workers.<br />
But it was destined.  Soon a walk in the snow and a very long kiss.  Hands<br />
moving over my back and then you took my hand and said &#8220;we either need to stop<br />
now, or go to one of our rooms&#8221;.  A wise decision, in retrospect.</p>
<p>Being a provincial company they had segregated the males in one wing, the<br />
females in another and you of course had more luxurious accommodations in yet<br />
another area of the hotel.</p>
<p>Since you are the consummate gentleman we went to my room.  That was the<br />
beginning of an incredible night of lovemaking in every fashion.  You helped<br />
me undress and took off your own things only to immediately push me into a<br />
sitting position on the bed and then kneel in from of me and use your very<br />
talented tongue to explore all of me.</p>
<p>The electricity you caused made me shiver and still does thinking about it.  I<br />
wanted only to have you stay there with your dark hair showing between my legs<br />
for days.  And your lips covering my clit as you sucked on me and drove me<br />
over the brink more times that I could count.</p>
<p>You finally took pity on me and let me recover, only to fill me with passion<br />
again as you kissed my lips and explored my mouth with that tongue that drives<br />
me wild.   I do love how you kiss me.  And then it is my turn to please you,<br />
moving my lips down your body, finding all the sensitive places you have on<br />
your chest and sides and slowly toward the area I want so much to taste and<br />
tease and suck. As my lips moved across your body, you sighed and squirmed but<br />
I was relentless.  I love to tease, and tickle.</p>
<p>My hair brushes your tummy as I move my head down your long, lean body.  I<br />
breathe softly on your stiff cock and touch it with just the very tip of my<br />
tongue. You gasp as you feel the warmth wetness running over the head of your<br />
shaft.  My right hand seeks your balls and gently fondles them.  As my legs<br />
are near your head you reach to part them and pleasure me again.  I ask you to<br />
lie still so I can have my fun.  I&#8217;m not good at true 69 position, I lose<br />
control of myself.</p>
<p>Slowly I take the tip of your cock into my mouth and tease it with my tongue.<br />
Moving just a bit further down and beginning a light suction I take you<br />
further into the depths of desire. You press your hips upward to speed the<br />
entry and I move back to control the action.  You moan again and I press<br />
further taking all of you into the warmth of my lips.  Up and down and sucking<br />
harder, and harder with each movement.  My hand is still playing with you<br />
balls and a single finger press under you toward your ass.  You are throbbing<br />
now and I love it. Harder and harder I press up and down on you and suck as<br />
hard as I can.  Just as you are about to cum you pull my head away quickly.<br />
And I see your entire being shake with spasms of delight.</p>
<p>You pull me up to lie next to you.  Your arms comfort me as your breathe<br />
returns.  We kiss very softly and I seem to melt into your body.  I know<br />
you&#8217;re married and instinctively I also know it&#8217;s been a while since you&#8217;ve<br />
experienced passion like this. Your fingers reach to touch my boobs and you<br />
mention how much you like the definition of the nipples and how hard they are.<br />
You trace the areolas and cause them to become even harder.  Moving slightly<br />
you lower your head to suck on each one and your right hand moves down to play<br />
with my love nest.  I feel your finger play with my clit and I sigh.  You<br />
continue until I cannot feel anything except your mouth on my tit and your<br />
finger gently massaging my clit.  One, two no three times you make me cum like<br />
this.</p>
<p>My hands seek your cock again.  I want so much to have you inside of me,<br />
driving deep and filling me.  I run my fingers up the underside of your shaft<br />
and feel the response I desire.  You whisper that it&#8217;s too soon for you to be<br />
able to get hard enough to satisfy me.  I say , we&#8217;ll see about that.  And<br />
slowly my hands stroke you to full length and you are amazed.</p>
<p>You guide me onto you and I reach to place you at the entrance to my pussy.  I<br />
lower myself slowly savoring every inch of your manhood thrusting into my<br />
wanting area.  You again lift your hips and press even deeper into me.  I<br />
shake as I feel you filling me. Certainly I will be split in two but I don&#8217;t<br />
care.  I want to have you forcing that wonderful cock up and into me very<br />
deeply and very hard.  We begin a motion that is known worldwide and you guide<br />
my movements with your hands on my hips.  A little faster and I suddenly<br />
erupt, moaning louder and moving quicker as your hands dictate.  You feel my<br />
muscles tighten as I cum and you continue the ballet.  Harder and faster,<br />
deeper and quicker.  Oh Jesus, I moan and you continue the trusts as I<br />
continue to cum. I&#8217;m incapable of moving on my own and you know it.  You press<br />
your hands to indicate direction and timing and I am only an instrument for<br />
your use.  Use me, lover&#8230;..I love it so.  After I have had total enjoyment<br />
of your body you finally move past the point of control as well and cum<br />
groaning loudly as you do.  I collapse on your chest unable to move or think,<br />
knowing only that you have satisfied me totally.</p>
<p>Oh, God, how wonderful that felt and how very much I wanted you. Talk to me<br />
and love me, I pleaded with you for hours.  And you did.  We are not truly<br />
friends, we have not had time for that yet, but we are very well matched<br />
sexually, and I know there will be places in our lives to do this again.</p>
<p>The first time was so special as we explored and played and laughed at little<br />
things during our periods of small talk.  I will always remember this one<br />
night as being one of the best ever in my life.</p>
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		<title>Shawn The Sexy Twink</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Summer  had finally come and I made it up to my uncle&#8217;s farm  for
a  week  away  from work.  All winter in  the  city,  I&#8217;d  looked
forward to getting up there.  And I&#8217;d thought a great deal  about
Shawn,  a lovely 18 year old who [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Summer  had finally come and I made it up to my uncle&#8217;s farm  for<br />
a  week  away  from work.  All winter in  the  city,  I&#8217;d  looked<br />
forward to getting up there.  And I&#8217;d thought a great deal  about<br />
Shawn,  a lovely 18 year old who I&#8217;d known since he was half  his<br />
age.   Shawn is the middle boy of a dirt poor farm  family.   I&#8217;d<br />
never  quite understood how his father made a living on his  only<br />
visible  means  a support, a tiny garage video  store.   But  I&#8217;d<br />
enjoyed  my  visits  up there in previous years  and  I  remember<br />
playing around outside with Shawn and his younger brother.   We&#8217;d<br />
throw  frisbees  and otherwise clown around.  I had  never  given<br />
Shawn much thought until last summer when as we played, he seemed<br />
to  hang  around me alot.  More than a few times, he  slapped  me<br />
playfully on the ass.  And I remembered the movies we&#8217;d seen over<br />
at his house.  I knew his dad rented x-rated movies and sometimes<br />
I  wondered  how  many of them he&#8217;d watched when  his  dad  wasnt<br />
around.  I had recognized some of the titles when I&#8217;d browsed the<br />
tapes.   There were more than afew which were less plot and  more<br />
fucking and sucking.  I wondered if he&#8217;d seen the sucking.</p>
<p>At Christmas, when I was up for only a day, I managed to go  over<br />
to  Shawn&#8217;s place just to say hello.  There he was, on the  floor<br />
watching his brother play a video game.  I stuck my toe playfully<br />
between  the  cheeks of his backside and gave him a nudge  and  a<br />
cheery,  &#8220;Hi pal&#8230;how&#8217;ya been?&#8221;  He turned and grinned and  told<br />
me fine.  I couldn&#8217;t believe his adorable smile.  His eyes lit up<br />
as he turned and saw me.  Shawn&#8217;s hair was longer and he  sported<br />
a single earring.  We chatted about pretty much nothing but I was<br />
so anxious to put my hands on him, I finally cradled his cheek in<br />
one  had  while pretending to examine his earring.   Holding  his<br />
face in my hands was the only touch I had of him last  Christmas.<br />
&#8220;That&#8217;s  pretty  rock and roll for a farm kid,&#8221; I offered,  as  I<br />
made sure my touch was more of a carress.  He lingered and let me<br />
hold  him as long as I dared in the room where his older  brother<br />
was also watch.</p>
<p>&#8220;Yeah, a regular faggot,&#8221; his twenty year old brother snorted.  I<br />
saw  the instant hurt in Shawn&#8217;s face.  He was  embarrassed  that<br />
his  brother had said such a thing in front of me.  I spent  days<br />
wondering what that meant&#8230;whether he was calling Shawn a faggot<br />
because  of  the earring or because of something  else  that  had<br />
happend  recently.  But for the moment, I just winked at him  and<br />
sqeezed his cheek lovingly.  There would be another time we could<br />
talk about THAT.</p>
<p>Just  an hour before I had to end my Christmas, I happened to  be<br />
over  at his house to say goodbye.  He was on the couch,  dressed<br />
in  a  pair  of bib overalls and a flannel  shirt.   All  that  I<br />
touched of him was his bare feet.  We wrestled momentarily and he<br />
stuck a foot up to my face.  It was just reaction.  I grabbed his<br />
foot  as  he poked me with it.  And I ran my  tongue  across  the<br />
underside of his toes.  He seemed abit surprised at that.</p>
<p>&#8220;You taste pretty good, lad.  I&#8217;ll have to remember that!&#8221;</p>
<p>He  looked  away  momentarily but he  smiled.   I  just  laughed,<br />
reached down and slapped his jeans on the backside.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, I gotta go.  Maybe I&#8217;ll be around this summer to see ya.&#8221;<br />
And  with that, I left to make my goodbyes to my uncle  and  aunt<br />
before I hit the road.</p>
<p>-0-</p>
<p>When the first summer day of my farm vacation started, it  wasn&#8217;t<br />
an hour before Shawn had spied my car in my uncle&#8217;s driveway.  He<br />
was  over.   He  just  hung  by the  back  door  waiting  for  an<br />
invitation  inside.   I  didn&#8217;t hesitate for I had  come  to  the<br />
country to see Shawn as much as I&#8217;d come to see my uncle.</p>
<p>&#8220;Hi bud,&#8221;  I said, &#8220;good to see ya.  Come on in.&#8221;  I gave  him  a<br />
one-armed  hug,  one of those older brotherly kind of  hugs  that<br />
most people don&#8217;t pay much attention to.  He was in the house  in<br />
a flash and while my uncle and aunt found him obnoxious, they let<br />
it go because they knew we were sort of buddies.  They  certainly<br />
didn&#8217;t  know how close we were and how close I&#8217;d like  to  become<br />
with  him.   He  spent the early evening sometimes  with  me  and<br />
sometimes at home.</p>
<p>After  a good family dinner and a talk, the evening grew late  by<br />
farmers&#8217;s  standards.  It was pushing eight o&#8217;clock.  I  knew  my<br />
uncle and aunt would be going to bed soon for they were always up<br />
by four.  They knew I was a night owl and they weren&#8217;t  surprised<br />
when I said I was going to go across the street to visit with the<br />
neighbors  for awhile.  I practically ran across the road  but  I<br />
slowed down and got into my &#8220;neighborly&#8221; attitude when I  knocked<br />
on their rickety back porch door.</p>
<p>Shawn&#8217;s  dad  answered  the door.  We had me afew  times  and  we<br />
exchanged  pleasantries.  He invited me on in to the living  room<br />
of  their modest (and rather trashy) house.  It was your  typical<br />
poor farmhouse.  The only thing less than twenty years old was  a<br />
Sony TV, two VCR&#8217;s and a Nintendo.</p>
<p>&#8220;We&#8217;re just getting ready to turn in but you&#8217;re welcome to  stick<br />
around and watch a movie with the boys,&#8221; he said.  I didn&#8217;t  need<br />
a  second  invitation.  Shawn and his ten year old  brother  were<br />
sprawled on the floor watching Top Gun for what had to have  been<br />
the hundredth time.  After all, they had five hundred  videotapes<br />
for  rent  out in the garage.  I made myself at home on  the  old<br />
couch, adjusting my shorts downward so as to prevent the crowding<br />
that was coming as my dick grew in anticipation.</p>
<p>&#8220;Great movie!&#8221; I said, thinking it was mosty great because it had<br />
just started.  And lets face it, Tom Cruise never looked better.</p>
<p>&#8220;You boys, get ready for bed&#8230;you can watch the movie but I want<br />
your  faces and hands washed and you in your PJ&#8217;s.  Do  it  NOW!&#8221;<br />
Their dad had a commanding way about him.  He wasnt hard, but  he<br />
was  firm and the boys hustled upstairs obediently, racing so  as<br />
not to miss the entire first fighter scene.</p>
<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s  pretty  good,&#8221;  I said to their dad, as  I  glanced  up,<br />
approvingly that they had jumped to his command.</p>
<p>&#8220;They mind.  Well, you enjoy yourself.  Maybe tomorrow I can  get<br />
you  to  buy off some of this inventory from me.&#8221;   He  had  been<br />
wanting  to sell of his tapes because most of the farmers in  the<br />
area had already seen most of them.  We said our good nights  and<br />
he  went on upstairs.  In the next couple of minutes,  excitement<br />
built in my loins as I anticipated being almost alone with Shawn.<br />
I  tugged at my terrycloth shorts again, stretching them to  make<br />
much  more  room.  They were short and loose and as I  tugged,  I<br />
felt the bare hardness of my growing penis.</p>
<p>Shawn flew down the stairs wearing a long shirt of his dads.   No<br />
long  pants.  I could see his slender, hairless boylegs  and  the<br />
length  of  his shirt hiding what I had longed to see.   He  went<br />
directly into the kitchen and brought out a bag of potato chips.</p>
<p>&#8220;These&#8217;ll be good,&#8221; he said as he settled back  down  on<br />
the  floor.  He put the bag of chips between us.</p>
<p>&#8220;I remember last winter&#8230;YOU tasted pretty good too.&#8221;  I  looked<br />
directly at him to see if he remembered what I was talking about.<br />
He grinned and looked away, sort of rolling his eyes as if to say<br />
&#8220;Oh yeah, THAT!&#8221;</p>
<p>I grabbed the bag of chips and put them on the couch and  enticed<br />
him  as if to indicate that if he wanted any of those  chips,  he<br />
was going to have to share them up here with me.</p>
<p>&#8220;Aw come on up here and keep me company,&#8221;  Shawn hopped up on the<br />
couch,  his  back up against the armrest and his legs  drawn  up,<br />
almost touching my leg as I sat near the other end of the  couch.<br />
His  brother  Jason stumbled down the stairs and took  his  place<br />
directly  in front of the TV.  I knew he would be occupied  as  I<br />
hoped to be with his brother.</p>
<p>We sat for awhile watching.  Shawn slid down on the couch and his<br />
bare  feet were up against my leg.  Boy seduction is a  specialty<br />
of  mine and I know just how it&#8217;s done.  I put the bag  of  chips<br />
between  his  legs and he spread himself to make room  for  them.<br />
Now I could see the crotch of his underpants and I stared them as<br />
often as I dared.  I was hoping he would notice.  For a  shrimpy,<br />
skinny  twelve year old, he filled out those briefs pretty  well.<br />
I  noticed  they fit rather loosely and I could  almost  see  his<br />
balls where the leghole was separated from his skin. It was  hard<br />
not to stare.  After we munched awhile and shared a Pepsi, I  put<br />
them on the floor.</p>
<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s a little cool tonight,&#8221; I mused as I grabbed a nearby quilt<br />
and  placed it over us.  In doing so, I put his bare legs  on  my<br />
lap,  slid  alittle closer to him so his thighs  and  knees  were<br />
resting  across  my own thighs.  I covered him and myself  so  we<br />
shared  the  blanket.   It left my hands  under  the  covers  and<br />
resting on him.  We kept watching the movie and all the while,  I<br />
stroked  the  inside of his calf with one hand and  the  top  and<br />
slightly  to  the  inside of one of his thighs  with  the  other.<br />
Shawn was enjoying the attention; I could tell it when I  glanced<br />
at him and saw his satisfaction.</p>
<p>By  this time, I had a raging hard on and I could hardly  control<br />
myself.   I  moved my left hand to the inside of  his  thigh  and<br />
rested  it  there.  To my surprise, he spread his  legs  alittle,<br />
giving me more access to his innner leg.  And he moved his leg so<br />
it  was  pressing against my own excitement.  He knew.   I  could<br />
feel  my  own wetness and my dick was pressing against  his  soft<br />
leg.  I adjusted his leg so it pressed even more intensely on  my<br />
erection  and  he  slid it back and  forth  just  alittle,  which<br />
brought  me to exhale deeply and look at him.  Shawn was  staring<br />
right  at my face and he smiled a naughty little smile.  What  an<br />
incredible face has.  Broad lips, boyish grin, turned up nose and<br />
curly  long  brown locks.  His hair was very long and  it  curled<br />
below  the  nape  of his neck.   It was all I could  do  to  keep<br />
myself from reaching down and kissing him on the mouth.  Instead,<br />
I  slid  my  hand from his thigh to his groin and  I  brushed  my<br />
fingers across the top of his underpants.  He was hard as a  rock<br />
and looking right into my eyes.</p>
<p>I whispered to him.  &#8220;Hey, you have what I have.&#8221;  I squeezed his<br />
dick and the muscles in his legs convulsed with pleasure.   While<br />
Jason  sat in front of the TV watching practice flights over  the<br />
California mountains, I slid my hand under the stretched legbands<br />
of  Shawns  underpants.  There was little or  no  elacticity  for<br />
Shawn was one of those lads who peed by pulling a legband to  the<br />
side.   All  winter, I&#8217;d dreamed of putting my  hand  on  Shawn&#8217;s<br />
boyhood  and  here it was at hand, firmly in my hand.   For  only<br />
18, his dick had to have been at least four inches long.  And<br />
thicker  than  I expected for such a diminuitive lad.  I  ran  my<br />
thumb  over  the turgid head and felt a  slight  wetness.   There<br />
wasnt much there.  But I slipped his dick outside his shorts  and<br />
gethered  what  moisture was on the end of it.  And I  pulled  my<br />
hand out and licked my thumb, gazing directly into his eyes.</p>
<p>Shawn  looked at me in wonder but he smiled.  I put my hand  back<br />
under  the  quilt  and onto his member.  He  slid  down  further,<br />
pressing  his bottom against my leg.  That made it easier for  me<br />
to  hold him but he had other things in mind.  Now his  own  hand<br />
was close enough to my dick that he was able to sqeeze it through<br />
my  shorts.   I reached over and released my  hardness  from  its<br />
shorts  and  my dick stuck straight towards him.  Neither  of  us<br />
could  see what we were doing under the blanket but we  held  and<br />
sqeezed  each  other&#8217;s dicks.  As I would squeeze his,  he  would<br />
squeeze  mine. As I would rub his up and down, he would rub  mine<br />
similarly.  As I would roll my thumb across the head of his dick,<br />
he  would  do the same to mine.  I knew I was drooling  all  over<br />
his hand for his fingers were slippery.</p>
<p>&#8220;You  better quit that,&#8221; he whispered and I nodded and rolled  my<br />
eyes and smiled, saying, &#8220;Really!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Jason,&#8221; Shawn called.  &#8220;Go to bed&#8230;you&#8217;re half asleep!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;No I&#8217;m not,&#8221; the ten year old insisted.<br />
&#8220;Yes  you  are&#8230;go  on upstairs.  I&#8217;m not dragging  you  to  bed<br />
again.&#8221;  With that, Jason got up and dragged his own self out  of<br />
the room and up the creaky stairway.</p>
<p>I  knew that we were finally alone and no one would surprise  us.<br />
Any movement in THIS old house and you can hear it.  After he was<br />
gone, I turned back to Shawn.</p>
<p>&#8220;Okay&#8230;now I&#8217;m gonna get you off,&#8221; I said as I leaned up and put<br />
myself  between his legs.  &#8220;I&#8217;m dying to find out how  sweet  you<br />
taste.&#8221;   I gave Shawn no time to think about it.  As  I  removed<br />
the quilt from his lap, I saw his firm dick.  His head  was<br />
reddish and perfectly formed.  Sticking straight up.  I uncovered<br />
his  privates completely by sliding the stretched leg elastic  to<br />
the opposite side of his scrotum.  It revealed a twinge of  curly<br />
brownish  hair&#8230;only  a  whisp  around  his  otherwise  hairless<br />
midsection.   With a featherlight touch, I grazed his gonads  and<br />
ran  my  nail ever so lightly on up to the end of his  dick.   He<br />
flenched  and  his dick bounced firmly up to meet my  finger.   I<br />
reached my fingers around and gave it a firm squeeze.  The  skin<br />
stretched  as  it  swelled to its maximum  firmness.   Finally  I<br />
lowered  my grasp to hold Shawn&#8217;s organ at its base  and  reached<br />
down and took the head of his boy organ into my mouth, getting it<br />
wet  and putting biting pressure with my lips.  He was rock  hard<br />
and  sticking straight up.  Finally I tasted him with  my  tongue<br />
and it was everything I had hoped for.  I wet his penis, took  my<br />
mouth  off of it and rubbed its wetness across the outside of  my<br />
mouth, across my cheeks and across my nose.  Ah, the smell of  it<br />
and the feel of it on my face.  I kissed it then took all of  him<br />
into my mouth and moved up and down on him, licking and  sucking.<br />
Within thirty seconds, his thighs tightened and I felt his  whole<br />
pelvis  shudder  as  he spurted his boyload  into  my  mouth.   I<br />
withdrew  him,  all but the head so that I could feel  his  semen<br />
flow  from  the end of his dick onto my tongue and I  tasted  the<br />
saltiness  of this tiny mandick&#8217;s treasure.  Shawn was giving  me<br />
all  he had.  I swallowed his love cum and sucked his dick  until<br />
he had no more.  There is nothing like boycum.  And nothing  like<br />
the taste and smell of puberty.</p>
<p>Where he had leaned back and tensed his body, he relaxed as if he<br />
were  dead  of  exhaustion.   I looked up at him as  I  took  his<br />
boyhood  from my mouth and kissed it and rubbed again  around  my<br />
mouth and face.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh  wow.  That&#8217;s the first time it ever felt THAT good!&#8221;   Shawn<br />
closed  his  eyes and opened his mouth as he lay  on  the  couch,<br />
totally spent.  I leaned forward and kissed his lips.  He  closed<br />
them  only slightly and remained totally relaxed so I could  kiss<br />
him and lick his beautiful mouth.  I held his cheeks in my  hands<br />
and kissed all over his boyface.</p>
<p>&#8220;You  are  so sweet, Shawn.&#8221;  I just held him,  kissed  him,  and<br />
stroked his curly hair.  &#8220;You&#8217;re just delicious.  I want to  lick<br />
you all over.&#8221;</p>
<p>He just lay there but whispered, &#8220;After that, you can do whatever<br />
you want.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I havent had enough of you yet, boy.&#8221; I whispered back.</p>
<p>With that, I reached down and slipped his underpants off of  him.<br />
His  dick was still swollen but no longer hard.  Shawn was  small<br />
for his age so I easily lifted his legs upwards.  I ran my  hands<br />
under  his oversized shirt from his hips up his sides and  across<br />
to his shoulders and back down his chest.   I carressed his flat,<br />
hairless  chest,  down across his belly and ran my hands  to  the<br />
outside,  taking his boy bottom in my hands.  The cheeks  of  his<br />
fanny  were  warm to the touch and babysoft.  I  spread  them  to<br />
reveal the innner place of his rear end.</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m going to lick you everywhere,&#8221; I whispered, as i lifted  his<br />
pelvis  up.   His soft legs were over my head and resting  on  my<br />
shoulders  and  back.  In doing so, his cheeks were spread  so  I<br />
could  see every pubescent part of him.   I bent down and  licked<br />
the  length of his dick.  In short strokes, I lowered my  tasting<br />
to his boysack and licked his balls all around, lingered at their<br />
base,  just and inch from his hairless ass.  As I ran my  toungue<br />
around  the edges, I knew he was enjoying the sensation  for  his<br />
ballsac witdrew and became rough and firm.  And I licked  further<br />
down;  my  tougue sampling the ridge of rough  skin  between  his<br />
balls  and his bumhole.  I knew he was enjoying the warm  wetness<br />
of my tongue in a place he had never felt a mouth&#8217;s sensation.</p>
<p>And then I moved to the reddish flower that was his most  private<br />
place.   All  over the crack of his little bottom, I gave  him  a<br />
tonguing  that thought about the similarity between the  lips  of<br />
his  bottom and the lips of his mouth.  It caused me to  suddenly<br />
explode in my own lap.  I could hardly concentrate on the washing<br />
I  was  giving  him, my orgasm was so  intense.   My  whole  body<br />
shuddered  in a climax caused with no stimulation except for  the<br />
feeling of my tongue and my mouth on his perfect little fanny.</p>
<p>I  hardly noticed that Shawn&#8217;s dick had grown to its former  size<br />
and  was  invitingly sticking straight towards  his  bellybutton.<br />
When  the  rush of my own cumming subsided, I could see  that  he<br />
wanted more.  So I moved back to give my attention to his boyrod.<br />
This time he would not be so quick to reach his climax.</p>
<p>As Shawn lay on his back with his eyes closed, I told him to just<br />
stay  relaxed and enjoy the feelings I was giving him.  His  legs<br />
remained  up  around my neck.  I reached to my thigh,  dipped  my<br />
index  finger  in my own spent orgasm and wet his anus  with  it.<br />
And  then  I continued gently sucking, licking and  prodding  his<br />
penis  as I fingered his rectum.  My finger did not go in  easily<br />
except  for the fluid which made it easier.  I only entered  with<br />
the tip of my finger for I didn&#8217;t want to make him uncomfortable.<br />
I just played with his asshole, fingering in and out and  around.<br />
I  concentrated most of my attention is his firm dick and I  felt<br />
his excitement build to a peak that spent once again in my mouth.<br />
He came less this time but I enjoyed it nonetheless as I  watched<br />
his  stomach  muscles tighten and felt the muscles in  his  groin<br />
spasm  a  half  dozen  times to feed me  what  of  his  boyjuices<br />
remained in him.</p>
<p>&#8220;That  was two good ones for me,&#8221; he sighed.  And then he got  up<br />
and pushed me backwards so this time it was ME who was laying  on<br />
my back.  &#8220;Lets have a look at this,&#8221; he said as he uncovered  me<br />
to return my favors.</p>
<p>Shawn  was  surprised to see that I had already cum.   &#8220;When  did<br />
THAT happen?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;When  I  was  licking your buns, pal.  You made  me  cum  in  my<br />
pants,&#8221;  I  said softly, as I watched him clean me  up  with  his<br />
wadded up underpants.</p>
<p>He  grinned.  &#8220;Yeah, that was different.  You can do that  to  me<br />
again if you like it so much.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Count on it, Shawn.  I&#8217;ll be here for a week.&#8221;  We leaned up and<br />
watched  the  credits  to the movie we&#8217;d  missed.   As  the  tape<br />
started to rewind, I kissed my loveboy on the mouth again, got up<br />
and said &#8220;I&#8217;ll see you tomorrow.&#8221;</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[        Our parties are usually nothing to be laughed at and this one
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        Our parties are usually nothing to be laughed at and this one<br />
turned out to be no exception.</p>
<p>        We didn&#8217;t have as many people as we expected but we did get the &#8216;core&#8217;<br />
group of people together so we had a quality party rather than a quantity<br />
party.  On the whole, it was a WONDERFUL occasion.  Steve, as usual, brought a<br />
gorgeous woman along to introduce to the crowd.</p>
<p>        Shelly was incredibly cute.  A little short, 5&#8242;4&#8243; or so, and a little<br />
heavy, but, for some reason I was immediately attracted to her.  I walked over<br />
to Steve and whispered in his ear <span id="more-14"></span></p>
<p>        &#8220;Who&#8217;s the babe?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Oh, don&#8217;t know you Shelly?&#8221; he said with mock surprise.  &#8220;Shelly, this<br />
is kurt, kurt this is Shelly&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Hi, I&#8217;m Kurt, nice to meet you.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;We usually call him &#8216;Speedy&#8217;&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Hey, buddy, I don&#8217;t need any more of your shit tonight.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Well its true&#8221; he said with a grin.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yeah, well&#8230;&#8221; It wasn&#8217;t worth trying to salvage a good first<br />
impression with him around.  I decided I would try a little later.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Im Shelly&#8230;We met before a couple months ago in Chicago&#8221;, she said,<br />
offering me her hand.</p>
<p>        A woman as physically pleasing as this I would have remembered&#8230;and I<br />
know I wasn&#8217;t THAT drunk.</p>
<p>        &#8220;I was with Steve and you were with&#8230;what was here name?&#8221; she said to<br />
Steve.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Who, his squeeze toy&#8230;that was Karen&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Steve, give me a break&#8230;its been a long day and I cannot defend<br />
myself again this barrage&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ok, Ill give you a little breathing room.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Nice to meet you, Shelly, I think Im going to wander about the party<br />
and see if everyone is having a good time&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ok, nice meeting you again&#8221;</p>
<p>        They turned back to their conversation and I slipped away through the<br />
crowd with my tail neatly tucked between my legs.</p>
<p>                                        *</p>
<p>        The night progressed quite nicely.  The music was kept at a good level<br />
and there were people dancing, which is always a good thing at a party, and<br />
everyone was having a good time. </p>
<p>        After an hour or so of &#8220;socializing&#8221; I decided that it was time for me<br />
to return and make another attempt and enticing Shelly.  </p>
<p>        I returned to the kitchen, which, by this time, had gotten intolerably<br />
warm&#8230;with the punch and all other drinkables being located there it was no<br />
wonder everyone chose to congregate in that room.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Its much cooler on the front porch,&#8221; I whispered into her ear as<br />
I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist.  &#8220;And a little quieter<br />
and more conducive to conversations rather than yelling matches&#8221;</p>
<p>        She leaned her head back onto my shoulder and smiled.  &#8220;Sure, let me<br />
get some water first&#8221;</p>
<p>        Cute AND friendly, how can this be?  I couldn&#8217;t belive it.</p>
<p>        I escorted her through the crowd of dancing people and out the<br />
front door.  We sat on the railing which surrounds the porch.  </p>
<p>        &#8220;So, what have you been doing with yourself these days?  I haven&#8217;t<br />
seen you since&#8230;wow, back in January.  Whats&#8217;s new in your life&#8221;, I<br />
said, trying to get the conversation off to a good start.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Not much.  I&#8217;ve been hanging around with Steve&#8230;going to<br />
school&#8230;working.  You know, the normal boring stuff.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yeah, I&#8217;ve been working myself.  Haven&#8217;t been in school but I&#8217;m trying<br />
to work my way up to it again.&#8221;  I paused for a short while to reposition<br />
myself and she stood up.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Leaving me??  So soon??&#8221;  I asked, with a mock pained expression on<br />
my face.</p>
<p>        &#8220;No,  wanted to turn around and stretch my legs&#8221;</p>
<p>        She turned around to face away from me, straddled the railing and<br />
reseated herself.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Comfortable?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yes.  Go on, you were saying&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>        She leaned into me as I lightly lifted up her shoulder-length hair<br />
and began to gently massage her neck and shoulders.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Thank you,&#8221; She said.</p>
<p>        &#8220;You are ALWAYS welcome to this.&#8221;</p>
<p>        She sighed and bent her head forward to allow for a better position for<br />
my hands.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Well, as I was saying&#8230;Whats with you and Steve?&#8221;</p>
<p>        She tensed as my poorly worded question rolled from my tongue.  &#8220;I don&#8217;t<br />
know.  We have been&#8230;&#8221;  She looked up, glanced quickly around and continued<br />
&#8220;&#8230;hanging out together for a while but nothing else going on&#8230;we are good<br />
friends.&#8221;</p>
<p>        Sigh, I thought to myself.  &#8216;Just good friends&#8217; doesn&#8217;t cause a reaction<br />
like that.  The eyes may be able to fool me, but the back muscles will NEVER<br />
lie.</p>
<p>        I decided to let it go for now.  Hell, I was making progress right here<br />
and now, I didn&#8217;t have time to think about Steve&#8217;s indecision.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Sorry, didn&#8217;t mean to bring up a bad topic&#8221; I said, and leaned forward<br />
to give her a long hung.  Again she leaned against me and hugged my hands<br />
and arms closer to her body.</p>
<p>        &#8220;That&#8217;s ok.  Its not that bad of a topic.  Just a little touchy about<br />
it.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Why?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Well, here I am sitting in your arms talking about Steve&#8230;  Doesn&#8217;t<br />
that make you a little nervous?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, Steve is a good friend.  We share everything&#8230;.EVERYTHING&#8221;, I<br />
said giving her a little squeeze for emphasis.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yeah, right.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, really, didn&#8217;t he tell you&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, he didn&#8217;t&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ok, well I&#8217;m just joking.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;I thought so,&#8221; She giggled.  &#8220;I feel so comfortable being with you,&#8221;<br />
she said, turning around to stare me in the eyes&#8221;</p>
<p>        DAMN, the words I certainly didn&#8217;t wanna hear right now.  Comfort isnt<br />
what I&#8217;m shooting for&#8230;Im looking for &#8216;oh, kurt, you make be feel so HOT and<br />
HORNY&#8217; or &#8216;oh, kurt, I wanna gobble you up&#8217;&#8230;not&#8230;comfortable.  Your brother<br />
makes you feel comfortable.  I could feel the flames rising up to strike me<br />
down.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Dis&#8217;d in the Malibu&#8221;, I whispered, more as an uncontrolled<br />
verbalization than for anyone&#8217;s ears.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Hmmm,&#8221; she quipped.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Sorry, nothing.  Just talking to myself&#8230;wanna join in the<br />
conversation?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;I thought I was already part of the conversation,&#8221; she said, with a<br />
slightly confused look on her face.</p>
<p>        &#8220;You are, hon.  Just thinking about&#8230;things.  I mean, I want you to<br />
feel comfortable around me, but that isn&#8217;t really what I was looking for&#8230;if<br />
you know what I mean.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yes, I know what you mean, and I wish you hadn&#8217;t said that.&#8221;</p>
<p>        STRIKE TWO &#8212;  I gotta learn to talk from the heart and not from the<br />
balls or booze.  This one is gonna hurt!</p>
<p>        &#8220;Why not,&#8221; I asked, trying hard to salvage what little bit of decency<br />
that was left in this conversation.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Well, I was kinda thinking the same thing.  You seem like a really<br />
nice guy and all, you actually seem interested in what >I< think and want AND<br />
you give good massages&#8230;&#8221; That last bit threw me. I hadn&#8217;t realized<br />
that I had not stopped rubbing her neck and shoulders.  &#8220;&#8230;but I feel a little<br />
uncomfortable about having Steve around&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;How about this,&#8221; I said, as I stopped massaging her temples.  &#8220;I&#8217;m<br />
going to get back to the party.  I really don&#8217;t want to cause you any discomfort<br />
about Steve and I certainly do not wish to screw up any chance you have with<br />
Steve of having a relationship.  Maybe some other time we could do something<br />
about these urges of yours&#8230;little girl&#8221;  I said, rubbing the inside of her<br />
leg just above the knee.</p>
<p>        &#8220;SIGH&#8230;I&#8217;ll see you later then.&#8221;</p>
<p>                                        *</p>
<p>        The party began to slowly die down after a couple hours and people<br />
began to wander home.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ummm, can I get one of you to give me a ride home&#8221;  Mike asked, his<br />
speech only slightly slurred.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Jesus, man, what the HELL did you do to yourself&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Jim and I had a contest to see who could drink the most punch&#8230;Jim<br />
lost&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Barely, it seems.  Sure, I&#8217;ll give you a ride home, big man&#8221; I said.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Mind if I tag along,&#8221; Shelly asked.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Nah, I would enjoy the company, Im really tired&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Me too, lets go,&#8221; interrupted Mike who was already walking towards the<br />
street.</p>
<p>        &#8220;My car is this way, Mike&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;I knew that&#8221;</p>
<p>        We poured Mike into the car, drove him to his apartment on the other<br />
side of town, and sloshed him out again.  I watched as he nimbly crept his<br />
way up the stairs, around the sleeping cat, and into the apartment.</p>
<p>        &#8220;SAFE!  Another satisfied customer of M.Y. Taxi service.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Do this often?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, not really, I&#8217;m usually the one in the back seat being sloshed<br />
around.  Hey, thanks for coming along.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No problem, there wasn&#8217;t anything going on back at the house and I<br />
needed the fresh air.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Good deal&#8221;  I said, pulling out of the drive way and slowly heading<br />
back home.</p>
<p>        We laughed and talked for nearly an hour on the way home.  I stopped a<br />
couple times and showed her some of the more interesting buildings in the down<br />
town area, we wandered through the pre-dawn lighted residential district and<br />
looked at all of the &#8220;neat&#8221; houses and then finally meandered back in the<br />
general direction of home.</p>
<p>                                        *</p>
<p>        &#8220;Thanks for the tour&#8230;&#8221; she said, giving me a long hug.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Never a problem.  I&#8217;m going to crash&#8230;care to join me?&#8221;</p>
<p>        A grin crept across her face and I realized how she had twisted my<br />
innocent statement.  &#8220;Sure, I need the sleep&#8221;.</p>
<p>        We quietly climbed the stairs to my room.  Soft snoring could be heard<br />
from Steve, who, in his infinite stupidity, decided to sleep on the floor<br />
instead of in my bed like I had told him.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Why don&#8217;t we wake Steve up, and you two take the bed&#8221; I asked.</p>
<p>        &#8220;We would never wake him up, he sleeps like a rock&#8221;</p>
<p>        I knew this, but I didn&#8217;t want to suggest the only viable alternative.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ok, how about I sleep on the floor and you take the bed&#8221; I said.</p>
<p>        &#8220;We could just share the bed, but I want to sleep in the side closest<br />
to Steve&#8221;</p>
<p>        Great, I get her into bed and she is thinking of Steve&#8230;Oh well, it<br />
just wasn&#8217;t meant to be.</p>
<p>        I fumbled around my room for a few minutes searching for a<br />
couple blankets.  Once found, I had to decide on what I was going to<br />
wear to bed.  I couldn&#8217;t sleep in the nude, like I usually do, and I<br />
certainly didn&#8217;t wanna wear what I had on so I settled for a pair of<br />
shorts and a T-shirt.</p>
<p>        She had already snuggled down into the bed so I wished her a<br />
good night and moved to the far side of the bed and went to sleep.</p>
<p>        I woke up a couple minutes later to find the AC frosted up<br />
and making all the noise in the world (this is nothing new.  With<br />
more than one person adding to the moisture level of the room, the<br />
coils were bound to freeze up) so I leaned up and turned it off.  The<br />
cessation of the noise must have woken her up because she began<br />
grasping her blanket closer to her and huddling up into a ball.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Kwit yer fakin&#8217;&#8221;, I whispered into her ear.  &#8220;It isn&#8217;t THAT<br />
cold. Here, take this&#8221;</p>
<p>        I draped the comforter I have been using over her body.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Thank you,&#8221; she said, as she snuggled down to resume her sleep.<br />
&#8220;Aren&#8217;t you cold?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, I&#8217;ll be alright&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, come on, share&#8221;</p>
<p>        Right about then I realized that she had this fetish for &#8220;sharing&#8221;<br />
things.  &#8220;Just maybe,&#8221; I thought to myself.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ok&#8221;.</p>
<p>        I stuck my feet under the comforter and settled down to go back to<br />
sleep.</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, get on under here&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;I&#8217;m fine, really&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;You&#8217;re going to freeze, get under the blanket&#8221;</p>
<p>        I got under the cover behind her, making sure to keep a respectable<br />
distance from her body.</p>
<p>        I know I have a problem cuddling.  I like to, ALL the time and have<br />
been known to, in the middle of night, while still sleeping, seek out my bed<br />
partner so I could cuddle with them.  Knowing this, I tried VERY hard not to<br />
go to sleep but the party had taken its toll on me and I slowly, reluctantly,<br />
drifted back into slumber.</p>
<p>        I awoke again with her snuggled tightly against my body and my arm<br />
draped around her midsection.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Sorry,&#8221; I said weakly, drawing my arm away from her.</p>
<p>        She squirmed and pressed herself, as if possible, closer to<br />
me.  I felt her hand grab mine and pull it back to her chest.</p>
<p>        I moaned, which sounded more like a grumble, embraced her and<br />
closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.  Cuddling with ANYONE<br />
is certainly better than holding onto your pillow.</p>
<p>        Her chest rose and fell in time with my own breathing and I<br />
found it very hard to concentrate on sleep.  As I lay there I could<br />
hear her breathing quickening.  I moved my thumb and brushed her soft<br />
breast through her shirt and sport bra.  </p>
<p>        &#8216;Ok, she is awake&#8217;, I thought to myself as I heard her let<br />
out a sigh.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Good morning,&#8221; I whispered into her ear while continuing the stroking<br />
of her breasts.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Hi,&#8221; she replied sheepishly and rolled onto her back.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Am I keeping you awake?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Oh no&#8230;I&#8217;m not sleepy anymore.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Well, do you mind if I try to grab a couple more minutes of sleep?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;No, go ahead,&#8221; She said, turning around so I could<br />
reposition myself behind her.</p>
<p>        After several long minutes, sleep did not come.</p>
<p>        I decided to see if she had fallen asleep by brushing her<br />
already erect nipple with the back of my hand.</p>
<p>        &#8220;You are supposed to be sleeping&#8221; she said in a low voice.</p>
<p>        &#8220;I tried, but it didn&#8217;t work.  It must be the company&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;If you would stop rubbing my nipple like that I will stop<br />
squirming and keeping you awake,&#8221; and for emphasis, she pressed her<br />
ass against my crotch and began to slowly gyrate.</p>
<p>        I quickly removed my hand from her breast and began tickling<br />
her stomach.  I learned a long time ago that whenever you are losing<br />
a battle of control with someone&#8230;CHEAT.</p>
<p>        She let out a little yelp and spun around to face me.</p>
<p>        &#8220;That wasn&#8217;t fair&#8221;, she said as she grabbed at my hands, trying to<br />
stop me from my continued assault.</p>
<p>        &#8220;So what&#8217;s your point?  &#8216;All&#8217;s fair in love, war, and pure lust&#8217;&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;If you say so,&#8221; with that the threw her left leg over my<br />
body and pinned me to the bed.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Wait a minute.  NOW who is cheating?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;I am&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>        She began her slow gyrations again.  I was sure should could<br />
feel my erection bulging through my shorts but she kept grinding<br />
away.</p>
<p>        I pulled her body down to me, hoping, praying that she would<br />
stop.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Please stop,&#8221; I whispered into her ear.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Why?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Because I&#8217;m hornier than hell, its morning, Steve, the guy<br />
you came here with, is asleep on my floor NEXT TO THIS BED, and you<br />
are making me want to flip you over and make very long slow lust to<br />
you.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Then do it,&#8221; she said, rolling onto her back and into the<br />
middle of the bed.</p>
<p>        I positioned myself between her widely spread legs and again<br />
began to whisper in her ear.</p>
<p>        &#8220;This is wrong,&#8221; I said, accentuating my statement with a<br />
kiss to her chin.</p>
<p>        &#8220;What if he wakes up,&#8221; a kiss to her left cheek.</p>
<p>        She moaned a weak response as I trailed kisses down her neck<br />
to her breasts.  Her nipples stood firm even through her shirt and I<br />
bit her softly there and continued down her body.</p>
<p>        Her back arched as I began lifting her shirt slowly up her<br />
body.  I removed her bra and planted wet kisses on her soft breasts.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Oh God, that feels good&#8221; she blurted out.</p>
<p>        I stopped kissing her and whispered to her to be quiet.</p>
<p>        &#8220;I can&#8217;t help it.  That feels wonderful&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Shhh&#8230;if Steve wakes up&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;He won&#8217;t.  He sleeps like a rock.  He&#8217;s never ready to go in the<br />
mornings and that&#8217;s when I am at my horniest&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Me too,&#8221; I said, quickly returning my attention to her nipples.</p>
<p>        Trailing wet kisses all the way, I began my trek down her body to her<br />
pubes.</p>
<p>        I teased her blood engorged labia with my fingers as I pressed my<br />
tongue deep into her cunt.  I spread her lips apart slightly so I could see her<br />
clit&#8230;the target of my passion&#8230;and began applying light pressure there with<br />
my thumb and gently licking with my tongue.  I could feel her nearing her<br />
orgasm.</p>
<p>        If she screamed, I certainly didn&#8217;t hear it.  Her legs clamped tightly<br />
around my ears as she entered into her first orgasm.  She released my head and<br />
shuddered to a slow orgasmic halt.  I took one last long lick of her very wet<br />
vagina and moved up her body.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Kiss me,&#8221; I said.</p>
<p>        She leaned up and kissed me.  He lips yielded slowly to my probing<br />
and she began to suck hungrily at my tongue as it entered he mouth.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Is that what I taste like?&#8221; she said, breaking our kiss and licking<br />
her lips.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yes, that&#8217;s you, hon.  Does it taste as good to you as it does to me?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;I think so.  Its kinda sweet with a light &#8216;tang&#8217; to it.&#8221;</p>
<p>        She was right.  I had never tasted such an interesting woman before.</p>
<p>        I presented her my finger which she hungrily licked into her<br />
mouth and teased as if to promise what was to come.  I removed my now<br />
wet finger from her mouth and trailed it down the center of her body.<br />
Stopping just short of her pubic hair, I turned to see her with her<br />
head tilted backwards and a large grin on her face.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Want more?&#8221; I asked quietly, as I began gently massaging her<br />
clitoris again.</p>
<p>        &#8220;I want to feel you inside of me&#8221;</p>
<p>        I eased over to the night stand and got out a condom.  Better<br />
safe than sorry, I always say.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Are you sure about this&#8230;I mean, with Steve and all&#8230;&#8221; I<br />
asked, still holding the condom package tightly in the palm of my<br />
hand.</p>
<p>        &#8220;I&#8217;m horny NOW and he won&#8217;t be awake til sometime after noon<br />
and even then he wont want to do anything.&#8221;</p>
<p>        I tore the foil wrapper open and flung it to the floor.  I<br />
slipped the now warm condom over my penis and positioned myself above<br />
her.</p>
<p>        I kissed her softly as I slowly entered her body.  She arched<br />
her back sharply and widened her legs as I continued the slow descent<br />
of my pelvis.</p>
<p>        She gave a contented grunt when our pubes met and began<br />
rocking from side to side.</p>
<p>        &#8220;How does that feel?&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Oh god that feels good.  Stay there for just a couple more<br />
seconds&#8221;</p>
<p>        She slowly increased her speed and began to buck against me<br />
while I tried to hold still.  I felt her muscles contract around my<br />
cock and rhythmically being stroking its shaft like tiny bands,<br />
massaging me.</p>
<p>        She let out a sigh as she reached another orgasmic-plateau<br />
and stopped her rocking.</p>
<p>        &#8220;If you had waited a couple minutes I could have joined you<br />
in that one,&#8221; I said, a little hurt that she went on without me.</p>
<p>        &#8220;That just makes the next one so much better&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>        I slowly pulled out of her and just as slowly re-entered.<br />
She moaned her enjoyment into my ear as I picked up the pace.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Shhh&#8230;&#8221; I said to her as she began to get louder with her<br />
moans.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Ung&#8230;I cant help it.  Oh god, Im going&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>        I pressed my mouth against her lips to stifle her screams and<br />
continued to piston myself in and out of her wet cunt.  I could feel<br />
my orgasm building as she, in her orgasmic throes, wiggled and shook<br />
beneath me.</p>
<p>        &#8220;Can I come now?&#8221; I asked</p>
<p>        &#8220;Yes!  Oh god, Yes&#8221;</p>
<p>        I lifted myself up on my hands and began to slowly tease her<br />
cunt with cock with deep circular strokes.  Her ankles crossed at the<br />
small of my back and pressed me deeper into her.  I felt her tense<br />
again and I knew she was ready for another orgasm.  I began moving<br />
faster, in and out of her and my orgasm burst forth.</p>
<p>        My condom-covered cock flopped limply to my stomach when I<br />
laid down next to her.  I stroked her matted hair and kissed her<br />
softly on the forehead.</p>
<p>        &#8220;That was wonderful.  Thank you&#8221; I said to her, and I began<br />
to lick the sweat from her brow.</p>
<p>        &#8220;I should be the one to thank you.  That felt great.&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;And I should thank you both for keeping me awake for the<br />
last hour or so&#8221;</p>
<p>        &#8220;Uh Oh&#8221; we said in unison, turning to see Steve kneeling at<br />
the edge of the bed.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[There&#8217;s nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood.
Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town,
musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop,
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There&#8217;s nothing like a bus ride home to put you in a bad mood.</p>
<p>Here I was, walking the long road to our house from the bus stop in town,<br />
musing on how much it was going to cost me to get the car out of the shop,<br />
what I was going to do about my many problems at work, and how sore my feet<br />
were getting as I trudged home in the hot sun&#8230;</p>
<p>I was hot and sweaty by the time I walked up the driveway and slowly swung<br />
the door open and entered the relative coolness of the house, when you met<br />
me at the door.<span id="more-13"></span></p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, bad day, honey?&#8221; you asked, a look of concern on your face.</p>
<p>&#8220;You bet,&#8221; I nodded grimly, and then suddenly I knew my day was going to be<br />
different.</p>
<p>Instead of your usual jeans and T-shirt, you were wearing an elegant<br />
red dress and high-heel shoes, with your blonde hair cascading to your<br />
shoulders with a grace that bespoke a careful preparation for this moment.</p>
<p>Your dress, which ended at mid-thigh, showed off your long, shapely<br />
legs, and clung to your every curve.  My thoughts of work, of the<br />
bus, of the long walk home, quickly evaporated as I thought ahead to<br />
the coming evening.</p>
<p>&#8220;Are we going out for dinner?&#8221; I asked, taking in the sight of your<br />
beautiful, intoxicating body and feeling a slight, familiar stirring<br />
in my loins.</p>
<p>&#8220;No, I thought we&#8217;d stay home and enjoy ourselves&#8230; I&#8217;ve got a couple<br />
of steaks on the grill, and we can open that wine we&#8217;ve been saving&#8230;<br />
I just thought you&#8217;d like a special evening with me&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Every evening with you is special,&#8221; I murmured, and you giggled in reply<br />
as you hugged me.  The smell of the sizzling steaks drifted through the<br />
back door, causing my stomach to speak of its own hunger, as a hunger more<br />
basic also awoke, stimulated by your scent that hung in the air as we parted<br />
and you swayed through the doorway to pull the steaks off the grill.</p>
<p>I struggled with the wine cork, and managed to work it free just as you<br />
returned, your legs long and graceful beneath the hem of your dress.<br />
I poured your wineglass first, followed by mine, as you smoothed your<br />
dress with a sweep of your hands, and sat down.</p>
<p>&#8220;Your wine, my dear,&#8221; I smiled.</p>
<p>&#8220;Thank you,&#8221; you replied with a dimpled smile, and we dug into our food.  You<br />
kicked your shoes off and began playing with me with your bare feet as we<br />
ate, caressing my feet and lower legs, and I found it hard to concentrate on<br />
my food as we repeatedly paused to gaze at each other.</p>
<p>We lingered after the meal was complete, slowly finishing our wine and<br />
talking, and then I got up and began gathering the dishes from the<br />
table.</p>
<p>Your hand stopped me.  &#8220;No,&#8221; you murmured.  &#8220;We&#8217;ll have time for that<br />
later.&#8221;  Leading me to the living room, you turned and bent over slightly<br />
as you put on a record, and, as the soft scratch of the needle gave way<br />
to the beginning of Kenny Rogers, you held out your hands.  &#8220;Dance?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;By all means,&#8221; I murmured with a smile, as our arms enfolded around<br />
each other and we began swaying to the music.</p>
<p>&#8220;My day just improved,&#8221; I murmured into your ear.  My hands caressed<br />
you restlessly, playing with your hair, and stroking your curves through<br />
the fabric of your dress.</p>
<p>&#8220;It gets better,&#8221; you giggled.  Your hands drifted lower as we danced,<br />
tracing a line along the inseam of my trousers, slowly trailing your long<br />
fingernails lightly up my inner thigh until you found the rapidly-growing<br />
bulge at the front of my pants.</p>
<p>&#8220;Mmmmm, it does, indeed,&#8221; I murmured.  You felt a hand slip under the hem<br />
of your dress, to caress your soft skin through the fabric of your panties.<br />
The hem of your dress lifted slightly with my efforts, revealing the lacy<br />
hem of your black satin half-slip, and our bodies molded together more tightly<br />
as we began slowly, tentatively, exploring each other&#8217;s mouths with our<br />
tongues.</p>
<p>Your hand became more insistent on my growing bulge, stroking along my<br />
length boldly.  Our breathing quickened, and grew more ragged, becoming<br />
punctuated with soft little sighs of pleasure as we surrendered to each<br />
other.</p>
<p>&#8220;I want you, John,&#8221; you murmured.</p>
<p>&#8220;I want you, too, Nicole,&#8221; I answered, easing my fingers past the<br />
waistband of your panties and searching for your warm wetness.  &#8220;Tell<br />
me again that you want me&#8230; that you want my hard manhood&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>You reached down and unbuckled my belt, then pulled it free from the<br />
belt loops and cast it aside.  &#8220;No,&#8221; you declared.  &#8220;This time we do it<br />
my way.  I do NOT want your &#8216;hard manhood&#8217;.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;You don&#8217;t?&#8221; I replied, puzzled.  Your fingers quickly unclasped my<br />
trousers and pulled my zipper down.</p>
<p>&#8220;No,&#8221; you said, then paused, a look of indecision passing over you,<br />
which was then replaced by one of determined resolve.  You took a deep<br />
breath, pulling my stiffness free and stroking it with your fingers.</p>
<p>Dropping to your knees, your warm, wet mouth descended to my hot, hard<br />
desire.  &#8220;I want your COCK,&#8221; you blurted, closing your lips around me<br />
and wetting my length with your warm tongue.  &#8220;I want your COME,&#8221; you<br />
added, becoming braver as you cast your fears aside with an abandon<br />
growing more reckless by the second.  &#8220;I want your hot COCK to spurt<br />
your sweet COME down my throat, and I want to SWALLOW it.&#8221;</p>
<p>With each deliciously naughty phrase, your mouth and tongue worked<br />
more vigorously over my long&#8230; hot&#8230; COCK&#8230; (yielding to your desires,<br />
I began to adopt that term as my own), bringing me so close to the brink<br />
of orgasm that I knelt on the floor before you, gasping in pleasure.<br />
Your warm, wet mouth followed me down.</p>
<p>Our bodies lay next to each other, as you took my cock in your mouth<br />
again and again.  You could feel it getting longer as my excitement<br />
grew.  And then you gasped as well, as my hand reached beneath the hem<br />
of your dress and tugged at your panties, drawing them down enough to<br />
reach you with my fingers again and slip inside your warm wetness.</p>
<p>Your mouth stroked me, and my fingers stroked you&#8230; relentlessly,<br />
insistently&#8230; and our cries of pleasure grew more passionate&#8230;<br />
You jerked your head as you felt your mouth fill with a hot, salty<br />
taste that betrayed my passion as a foretaste of my life spasmed over<br />
your loving tongue&#8230; then again, as you cried out in your abandon and<br />
a larger spurt issued from the large, thrusting member in your mouth.</p>
<p>And your sighs became louder, climbing in pitch as my tongue probed<br />
within you, exploring you, tasting of your hot, sweet tanginess with<br />
complete abandon.</p>
<p>Then you felt me withdrawing from you, and looked up with your green<br />
eyes to see me unbuttoning my shirt.  You took this moment to grasp<br />
your damp panties and pull them down your long legs, scissoring your<br />
legs to cast them aside from your ankles.</p>
<p>Then you gasped in surprise as you saw me reach over, pick up my<br />
discarded leather belt, and grasp one of your arms firmly and begin<br />
tying one end of the belt to your wrist.</p>
<p>&#8220;John, what are you doing?&#8221; you screamed, struggling, as I looped the belt<br />
through one of the couch legs and began tying the other end of the belt<br />
to your other wrist.</p>
<p>&#8220;Just making sure you don&#8217;t get away,&#8221; I murmured huskily, and you suddenly<br />
stopped struggling as you realized what I was doing.  Actually, you knew<br />
you could wriggle out of your bonds quite easily if you wanted to&#8230; but<br />
you didn&#8217;t want to.  You wriggled sensuously on the floor in a mock struggle<br />
to free yourself, your hands high over your head as you lay on the floor.</p>
<p>&#8220;Ohhhhh, then what are you going to DO with me, then?&#8221; you purred in a<br />
low voice.  Your dress had hiked up your hips, and your glistening, wet<br />
womanhood beckoned to me as your legs opened in silent invitation, framed<br />
by the black silk of your half-slip.</p>
<p>I was stepping out of my trousers, and casting aside my white shorts,<br />
watching you eye my exposed, hard manhood with unconcealed interest.</p>
<p>I took a deep breath, as I bent to unbutton your dress, starting at<br />
your throat and continuing down, exposing your lacy black bra&#8230; kissing<br />
your exposed skin at your collarbone as each button came free.  Finally,<br />
as I undid the button at your navel, and turned your body slightly to<br />
unclasp your bra and ease it up out of my way, I paused, a hand massaging<br />
one of your nipples, gently, and looked into your eyes.</p>
<p>&#8220;I want to fuck you,&#8221; I murmured.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, say that again&#8230; it excites me,&#8221; you sighed.</p>
<p>My hand felt your nipple harden, and your eyes glazed over with unashamed<br />
lust.  &#8220;I want to fuck you,&#8221; I repeated.</p>
<p>&#8220;Ohhhhh, again.&#8221;  My body pressed against yours, and you felt the heat<br />
of my member on your inner thighs as I positioned myself at your eager<br />
entrance.</p>
<p>&#8220;I want to FUCK you,&#8221; I breathed into your ear, as you drew your knees<br />
up and spread your legs wider, arching your back as I slid deep, deep<br />
inside your honeyed warmth.</p>
<p>&#8220;Again!&#8221; you moaned.  &#8220;Ohhhh, how I want you!&#8221;</p>
<p>My mouth drifted to your breasts and began tonguing your nipples as<br />
your body responded with a series of shudders than ended in a gasp<br />
and a soft moan from your moist lips.  &#8220;UhhhhNNNNGGHHHH!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8230; want&#8230; to&#8230; ohhhhhhh, Nicole!  Want to&#8230; to&#8230; FUCK&#8230;<br />
ohhhh&#8230;&#8221;, I moaned, as your body endured my passionate thrusting<br />
and our breathing intensified.</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes!&#8221; you cried.  &#8220;Yes!  Oh, John, COME inside me!  I want your<br />
come!  I want you to FUCK me!  I want&#8230; ohhhhh&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>Your back arched suddenly, and your head tossed from side to side<br />
spasmodically, as a tremor slowly but completely took over your body,<br />
and I felt you tense under me as you experienced each wave of pleasure,<br />
more intense than the last.  Your eyes closed for a moment as you were<br />
overcome by the intensity of your response, and I watched as your<br />
eyelids fluttered briefly, and you gritted your teeth&#8230; and then<br />
your mouth dropped open again.</p>
<p>Then I groaned in pleasure as my thrusting&#8230; COCK&#8230; spasmed, once,<br />
twice, countless times, endlessly filling you with my sweet, heavy<br />
seed&#8230; and the sensations brought you over the brink, triggering a<br />
squeal of pleasure that echoed off the walls, as your body bucked and<br />
writhed beneath mine.</p>
<p>You closed your eyes as I collapsed against you, and experienced that<br />
dreamy twilight state for an endless moment, as our breathing slowly<br />
returned to normal, and then you felt my hands releasing your bonds, and<br />
you slowly brought your hands back to their normal position, noticing a<br />
slight stiffness in your muscles, as you caressed my hair gently.</p>
<p>&#8220;Ohhhh, John, that was beautiful,&#8221; you murmured, still stroking my hair<br />
at the base of my neck.  Your voice was languid, tranquil.  &#8220;So how&#8217;s<br />
your day now?  Still having a &#8216;bad day&#8217;?&#8221;  You giggled.</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m having a wonderful day,&#8221; I murmured gently, a soft breathiness<br />
coloring my voice.</p>
<p>&#8220;Wait till you see what kind of NIGHT you&#8217;re going to have!&#8221; you<br />
taunted, giggling again.</p>
<p>&#8220;UH oh,&#8221; I smiled in response.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sister of my Mom 

A Story By


Ravi

My Name is Ravi. I am 23 years old now. This happened to me when I was 18. That
time I was looking for a job after my college. I was staying in my Mom&#8217;s sister&#8217;s
(Aunt) house in the city attending interviews. My Uncle is a Sales Representative.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sister of my Mom </p>
<p>
A Story By
</p>
<p>
Ravi
</p>
<p>My Name is Ravi. I am 23 years old now. This happened to me when I was 18. That<br />
time I was looking for a job after my college. I was staying in my Mom&#8217;s sister&#8217;s<br />
(Aunt) house in the city attending interviews. My Uncle is a Sales Representative.<br />
He will be out of town for at least 25 days a month. My aunt was 28 years old that<br />
time. She is really beautiful and sexy. Especially I love her boobs. Her boobs are<br />
really huge and those two can not be kept with in her Bra and Blouse. Most of the<br />
time when she is doing household work her saree can not cover her big boobs and<br />
her cleavage is always feast to my eyes. Strong and beautifully shaped thighs. Her<br />
tight ass is a bit big but goddamn sexy. All the males seeing her will definitely dreams<br />
about meeting her nude in a bed and fucking her real hard. No exceptions.
</p>
<p>
Then think about me. She is my fantasy gal. I know she is like mother to me. But<br />
couldn&#8217;t resist my Instincts and always I was dreaming about her. To tell you the<br />
truth I was dying to have sex with her but always scared and think about the<br />
relationship between us. Most of my masturbation sessions in the bathroom that<br />
time were thinking about her only. I was just waiting for the right time and<br />
opportunity to have sex her. I was getting excited just by seeing her. Believe me she<br />
is so sexy and her body is well shaped.
</p>
<p>
One Friday morning I was sitting in my Bedroom and reading a Sex magazine I got<br />
it from my friend. My uncle went on a tour. (as usual). Aunt yelled &quot;Ravi , can you<br />
help me?I have to go to the Groceries.&quot; I went down the hall to her room. She was<br />
standing with her back to the mirror, looking at it over the shoulder. All she had on<br />
was her black skirt and white bra. Aunt &#8217;s got a pretty good figure. It&#8217;s<br />
complimented by her beautiful hair. She&#8217;s average height (I&#8217;m a little taller now),<br />
with great legs, and large breasts. She has mostly 36D cup bras in her drawers. She<br />
is always trying to do something about her butt although it looks OK to me. She had<br />
both hands behind her back, working on the bra hooks. Her boobs were pointed<br />
straight at me as she looked over her shoulder. I stopped at the door.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Come here and hook this will you? I&#8217;m late.&quot; She turned her back to me, still<br />
holding the ends of the bra straps. I stepped up behind her with my heart fluttering.<br />
I had seen my Aunt in her bra before but always just for a second as she crossed<br />
the hall or pulled on a sweater. Now I was standing right next to her and able to see<br />
the bra in detail. The bra had four metal hooks and one was bent down. I slipped a<br />
fingernail under it and lifted enough to get it hooked. She turned around with a<br />
blouse in one hand, and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. She put the blouse on<br />
and buttoned it. During that brief period I was able to look right at her boobs in the<br />
bra cups. The bra was rather structured with lots stitching for reinforcing. The<br />
bottom half of each cup was solid fabric. The top half had panels of lace. I could see<br />
skin thru the lace. She disappeared down the hall and left home to the groceries.
</p>
<p>
That was the first time in my life I saw a female like that. That too my fantasy lady.<br />
That morning I had an Interview. Later in the afternoon she got home just as I did.<br />
She asked, &quot;How did the interview go?&quot; I said &quot;OK, they said they would get back<br />
to me.&quot; Aunt said &quot;Come and tell me all about It.&quot; as she walked to her room. She<br />
sat down on the bed and pulled her saree off. I was standing near the door. She<br />
stood up and walked to her closet unbuttoning her blouse. I was tempted to leave as<br />
she took it off and hung it up. She said, &quot; Well, what did they say? What type of job<br />
is it?&quot; &quot;They gave me some stuff to read. They want someone to stock sheaves in<br />
the evenings.&quot; I said, not really thinking about it. I was more interested in watching<br />
her. She was now dressed much as I had seen her that morning, with just the skirt<br />
and bra on. She reached back and tried to unclip it. I held my breath. Would she<br />
really take it off while I was there? She continued to struggle with the clip, her back<br />
still to me.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Darn, the hook is still stuck. Can you get it?&quot; I stepped forward again, always<br />
ready to assist. It was easy to unclip the bent hook but I took my time. &quot;Well, did<br />
you get the job?&quot; She stepped into the recess of the closet and dropped the bra off<br />
her shoulders. I was off to the side a little so I could see the side of one breast under<br />
her arm as she reached up for a nightie. What a sight it was. Her breasts hung<br />
down some and swayed as she moved. &quot;They look&#8230; Ah they&#8217;ll call me next week.&quot; I<br />
stammered. Aunt pulled the nightie over her, covering up.&quot;That&#8217;s wonderful.<br />
Thanks for helping.&quot; As I turned to go she threw the bra at me &quot;That&#8217;s one of my<br />
favorites. Can you fix it?&quot; I looked at it for a second and said &quot; OK&quot; smiling at her.<br />
she laughed, undid the nightie, opening it, and retying it. She had opened the nightie<br />
wide, enough for me to see both breasts and her black panties. The breasts were<br />
tipped with wide pink circles around the nipples. They were beautiful, even for the<br />
fraction of a second I saw them. The nipples themselves were flattened into the<br />
breast. The pink rings were maybe two inches across. The boobs sagged a little and<br />
were big enough to touch together. I had to leave quickly, feeling rush of heat in my<br />
crotch.
</p>
<p>
The next day, Saturday, Aunt was home all day so I didn&#8217;t even have a chance to<br />
jack off with her bra. I had played with her silky panties before but never tried her<br />
bras. The silk and nylon of her panties rubbing against my cock turned me on and I<br />
usually would cum quickly. I had to be careful not to get my cum on them. While I<br />
was fixing the hook, I felt and touched the entire bra, concentrating on the inside of<br />
the cups. Aunt had an early dinner ready for me. She was in her nightie, her hair in<br />
a towel. Her eyes were her best features, next to her tits, at least to me. Today, she<br />
had even put on lipstick. She didn&#8217;t put much makeup on when it was really hot but<br />
it would be cool in the theater. I sat down to eat, thankful that she would be gone so<br />
I could jack off without interruption.
</p>
<p>
&#8220;Ravi, did you fix my bra? Can you bring it here?&quot; Shit, she wanted it back. No<br />
problem, I could play with another bra when she left. I could see her from the back,<br />
sitting at her dresser as I walked down the hall to my room for the bra. It looked<br />
like she had on panties and inskirt over them. She was naked from the waist up,<br />
facing the mirror, doing her nails. Wonderful. I got it and walked into her room.<br />
She now had her hands up, blowing on the nails to dry them. From where I stood,<br />
her arms blocked her reflection in the mirror. I walked up behind her. Looking<br />
down over her head, I could see the reflection of the breasts perfectly. She said<br />
&quot;My nails are wet. Can you carefully put it over my arms for me? Careful.&quot; She<br />
raised her hands.
</p>
<p>
It took me several tries to get the bra right side up and all the straps straight. All the<br />
while I was staring at her tits. I was getting hard inside my lungi. The bra finally fell<br />
in place and I hooked it without being asked. She stood up and turned to face me.<br />
&quot;Close but not quite.&quot; she laughed. I was already looking at her tits. Neither one<br />
was in the cup. Both were half pinched out at the bottom. It looked like it hurt. She<br />
still had her hands up in the air, like a surgeon. &quot;Could you please pull the bra<br />
down?&quot; I hesitated a little trying to decide what to touch. I grabbed the straps<br />
under her arms and pulled. It didn&#8217;t work, she just leaned into me. I pulled on the<br />
center, between the cups and on the side. She fell on me again. She was laughing<br />
now. I suddenly felt very hot as my face turned red.
</p>
<p>
She said &quot;I&#8217;m sorry. Reach in back and unhook me and put it on right.&quot; To do this I<br />
had to put my arms around her, pressing my chest against her boobs. I unhooked it<br />
quickly. &quot;The girls will love you.&quot; She said, stepping back. I put one hand under a<br />
breast and pushed up, pulling the cup down over it. This was the first time I had<br />
ever felt the bare flesh of a tit. It felt soft but heavy. The underside was warm,<br />
maybe moist with sweat. My forehead was sweating and my heart was pounding. <span id="more-12"></span>I<br />
had gotten a hard-on. I was starting to hurt inside my pants, all cramped up like<br />
that. I had to leave. Aunt said. &quot;You did very well. I&#8217;m glad you helped me&#8230; &quot; Did<br />
she plan to talk all day? I almost said I liked touching her but instead &quot;It&#8217;s OK. I<br />
liked helping. Anytime.&quot; I mentally kicked myself. Why did I say that? Anytime,<br />
anytime, sure I&#8217;m willing to play with your tits anytime. I nearly ran out of the room<br />
as she pulled a saree.
</p>
<p>
Needless to say, once Aunt left, I got one of her bras and lay in bed jacking off. I<br />
had picked one with lots of lace on the top and satin on the sides. I rubbed the<br />
material over my hard-on, imagining that I was doing it between her boobs. I could<br />
feel the shape of her tits and smoothness of the fabric. It was great. I don&#8217;t think I<br />
had ever been so excited. When I came, I shot cum all over. I pulled the bra away<br />
just in time. Afterward, sweating from the late afternoon heat, I lay replaying the<br />
afternoon in my mind. I hadn&#8217;t forgotten what she looked like with the inskirt. I<br />
wondered what she would look like without the inskirt.
</p>
<p>
Sunday evening around 7&#180;o clock suddenly there was a power failure in the house. I<br />
heard my aunt&#8217;s voice. &quot;Ravi! This power cut is only in our house. See outside.<br />
Everywhere else the power is there. I think the fuse went off in our house. Could<br />
You please fix the fuse?&quot;. Now she was in the doorway to my bedroom. I hid the<br />
Sex magazine and went nearer to her. In that darkness itself I can see her breasts<br />
clearly. I can see her as a silhouette. I got the guts suddenly and asked her &quot;Gimme<br />
the match box&quot; and at the same time I grabbed her breasts. I was trying to act like<br />
that was accidental. But after I held her breasts and felt those in my hand I totally<br />
lost my control. So I started squeezing her breast hard. Then I said &quot;Sorry. In the<br />
darkness I havn&#8217;t noticed that you are standing here&quot; and tried to take my hands<br />
off her.
</p>
<p>
There was no reply from her and now she held my hands on her breasts and didn&#8217;t<br />
allow me to take my hands. Now that was my turn to be shocked and I do not want<br />
to miss this chance. I hugged her and kissed in her neck. I was very much tensed<br />
up. But she was cool and kissed me on the lips. That first kiss was really brief<br />
though in my whole life that was the first time a woman kissed me. Now she held me<br />
close to her and rubbing by back. Literally I was shivering and I was out of control.<br />
Again she kissed in my mouth and asked me to relax. Now I was responding<br />
properly to her kiss. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight. Her big<br />
boobs were on my chest and she was pressing her breasts against me. That feeling<br />
was arousing me and felt like I am going to have a ejaculation.
</p>
<p>
My cock was getting harder and harder and started hitting her body. Now she took<br />
my penis in her hand with my shorts and said &quot; Wow! Great size. Let us go to the<br />
bedroom. I need it inside me now&quot; and licked my ears. That drove me crazy and<br />
started working my hands on her Blouse hooks. &quot;Ravi! Come on. We will go to the<br />
bedroom&quot; &quot;Oh. Yes. I want U. I am dreaming about this for a long while. Give me<br />
all U got&quot; I was mumbling something like this and with my one hand I was keep<br />
squeezing her breast and my other hand was pressing her big buttocks. I was out of<br />
control and licking her face and ears and everywhere my face can reach on her<br />
that time.Now she held my hands and walked me to the Bedroom.
</p>
<p>
As soon as we entered in to the bedroom she started removing her dresses. I said<br />
&quot;Aunty! Please let me do that &quot; and unwrapped her saree first. She told me &quot;Ravi!<br />
Even now U are calling me aunt. That sounds strange. Call me by name&quot;. I was so<br />
excited and hugged her tight from the back and mumbled her name in her ears as<br />
&quot;Banu! Banu!&quot; and pressing her breasts very hard with the blouse &amp; Bra. Same<br />
time my cock became like a strong iron rod and now it was touching her tight ass.<br />
&quot;Ravi! Let us remove the cloths and enjoy. Be patience &quot;. Now I have unfastened<br />
her blouse hooks and she helped me to take off the blouse from her. She is only with<br />
Bra and petticoat. Now she removed my lungie and held my cok in her hand.&quot;Ravi!<br />
Before going any further U just sit on the bed.&quot; She commanded me. I obeyed to<br />
her command.
</p>
<p>
Now I am sitting on the edge of the bed. She sat down on the floor and started<br />
kissing my cock, rubbing it and caressed it. All of the sudden She took it in her<br />
mouth and twirled her tongue around it. she tightened her grip on the back of my<br />
leg trying to get a hold of herself. She moved her head in close, parting her pouty<br />
lips she pushed them down. I let out a little gasp as my Aunt&#8217;s lips touched my skin,<br />
cock flexed again, some pre-cum was forming on the tip, my dick was aching, Aunt<br />
bent in closer to my thigh, her breasts rubbing againest the inside of my shin.
</p>
<p>
She was sucking hard, her wet lips pressed tightly to my leg, she pressed her tongue<br />
, she felt her breasts rubbing againest my lower leg, her sensitive nipples hardened<br />
becuase of it, she unconciously moved her other hand a little further up the back of<br />
my leg, cupping the bottom of my ass cheek. Banu started to rock her body<br />
againest my leg, her pussy throbbing with desire, she took her lips away from my<br />
swollen lump, but ran her hot, wet tongue over it, leaving a trail of saliva behind.<br />
&quot;Ohh!&quot; She really could&#8217;t help herself, the little moan escaped from her lips as she<br />
looked over her step son&#8217;s cock. &quot;Good Ravi&quot; she was still looking at my cock, she<br />
started to rub her hand over my bottom, feeling my hard ass cheeks. I looked down<br />
at my Aunt, I took my hand and ran it through her hair, I moved my hand to the<br />
back of her head and lightly took hold of her hair, pulling her up slightly to the level<br />
of my cock, her full, red pouty lips were barely an inch away from my cock as it<br />
jerked about, waving in front of her face, the pre-cum dribbling down the front of<br />
the full cockhead.
</p>
<p>
She did&#8217;t hesitate she opened her mouth, and ran her tongue along my cockhead,<br />
licking the white sperm from it, she raised her hand and gripped my cock shaft<br />
tightly, she tugged on it, pulling my foreskin back and forth, more pre-cum<br />
appeared on the tip and again she shot her tongue out and licked away the white<br />
droplets. It was feeling great. She started sucking my cock with great favor. I was in<br />
heaven. She was doing this with great care and taste. She got my Dick in to her<br />
month fully until her throat. Her hands were working on my balls. My hands were<br />
working hard on her breasts. I inserted my hands in to her bra and tuning her<br />
nipples. &quot;Ugghhhh!&quot; I moaned as my Aunt ran her tongue along the shaft and back<br />
again, I pushed her head towards my dick, she opened her mouth wide and took my<br />
huge cock into her mouth, she felt it hit the back of her throat almost and she<br />
started to suck on it extremely hard, her hand pulling my fore skin back and forth<br />
as she did. She closed her eyes tight, tasting my hot prick as she ran her tongue<br />
across the bottom of it.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Uughh Aunt! Suck It&quot; I urged, my dick pulsing in my own Aunt&#8217;s mouth, I gripped<br />
the back of her head tighter as she eagerly sucked my cock, bobbing her head back<br />
and forth in a fast rhytm. She was&#8217;t thinking about anything else but sucking my<br />
cock, she gripped my cockshaft tighter, working it faster. It was to much for me, I<br />
looked down watching my Aunt suck on my hard meat, I could feel her wet saliva all<br />
over the shaft, I was meeting her bobbing head with my own small thrusts, rocking<br />
my hips back and forth. &quot;Aunt I&#8217;m gonna cum!!&quot; I moaned, I felt my cum-sac<br />
welling up with my spunk. Banu moved her hand from my ass, and brought it round<br />
to cup my balls, she started to massage my tight sac, her nails digging into the skin<br />
as she took hold. &quot;Uuughhhh!&quot; was all I could say as my sticky white cum shot out<br />
the tip of my cock into my Aunt&#8217;s waiting mouth, I held onto the back of her head<br />
with both hands as I erupted. She slurped my hot cum, working her tongue over my<br />
sensitive thread on the underside as she swallowed hard the cum gushing down her<br />
throat, gripping my weaving cock with both hands now as I rocked my body in<br />
orgasm, &quot;Ohhh&#8230;That&#8217;s it!&quot; I cried out.
</p>
<p>
Finally my cock stopped pumping out the milky jizz, but she kept sucking, her<br />
tongue licking every last drop of cum off my dick, her whole body was red hot, she<br />
felt like she was on fire, she imagined me fucking her, pushing my cock into her until<br />
she was screaming for him to stop, her pussy went crazy at the thought her whole<br />
body filled with erotic sensation&#8217;s, some animal instinct was overcoming her. She<br />
took my now deflating cock from her mouth, she squeezed my cock hard, forcing<br />
the last of my sticky cum onto the tip, she ran her tongue over it, taking in the last<br />
of my salty cum. Then she stood up and looked at me, I had a contented smile on<br />
my face. Some of my cum was leaking from her mouth and sprinkled on her boobs.
</p>
<p>
I was exhilarated and grabbed her from the floor. I put her on the bed. I evenly<br />
spred my cum sprinkles on her bra and started massaging her breasts. Now I pulled<br />
her petticoat shift her hips and now I had a good view of her wet hot pussy. The<br />
pubic hair was dark and thick. I took my face nearer to that heavenly triangle. The<br />
strong sweet musk from her cunt drove me mad. I stuck my face into her pussy and<br />
took a deep breath to absorb her scent. She moaned and said &quot; Ravi! Do it. Please<br />
eat my pussy. I have never enjoyed that &quot;. I ran my tongue up along the slit. I felt a<br />
pleasant shock. I went mad with lust. My tongue pnightied inside her cunt. At the<br />
same time I unfastened her Bra hooks and she co operated with me to remove the<br />
bra. I was feeling her breasts and pinching her nipples. my face was focussed on her<br />
pussy and my hands were playing too hard with her nipples. I was squeezing her<br />
nipples like tuning an old radio.
</p>
<p>
Her body was responding to my hands. Her legs became wider and the smooth<br />
pinky muscles of her pussy grabbed my tongue and pulled me in. I found the clit<br />
and my tongue began licked up, around and socked on it. Her Vagina started giving<br />
me fresh juice. I lapped and socked up the love juice Banu was giving me. She<br />
started to moan. &quot;Eat it. Huh! Great. Have it fully. &quot; I put my mouth in her pussy<br />
fucking hole and sucked it. Her whole body was feeling that electricity. She held my<br />
hair and pushed my face fully in to her cunt. I was licking and sucking like a dog<br />
drinking milk. She became ecstatic and I did not stop eating her pussy or pressing<br />
her breast. Now she had a orgasm and filled my face with her sexy juice. I didn&#8217;t<br />
give up and drunk all the juice and licked in and around her Clit, Vagina and pubic<br />
hair. &quot;Ravi! I never enjoyed this much. I only heard about oral sex and Ur uncle<br />
never used to do this to me. U showed me the real climax. Are u ready to fuck me<br />
now? &quot;
</p>
<p>
My reply to her was not in words. I was again feeling her breasts and pinching her<br />
nipples real hard and I focussed my attention to her boobs. I took them in my<br />
mouth and started sucking them . While doing this, I inserted a finger into her hot<br />
wet pussy. I kept fingering her and touched and pinched her clit. She held my dick<br />
in her hand and said &quot;Oh! My God! U are ready already. Thatz Quick. Ok. Take<br />
me.&quot; My fingering went on and after a while she started to cum. I had gotten a<br />
great hard on till now. She laid on her back and told me to fuck. She got her legs up<br />
in the air and wide open. She whispered &quot; Oh Ravi! Enough. Don&#8217;t let me beg U.<br />
Get inside me and Fuck me, Fuck me hard.&quot;
</p>
<p>
I got on top of her. The lips of the pussy were pink. I felt that sweetest hole with my<br />
fingers and then slowly guided my cock inside her. her hole was hot. Her head went<br />
back with pleasure and she moaned. &quot;Come on. Please! I can&#8217;t wait anymore&quot;. I<br />
started slowly and headed up with speed and steady. It was quiet an effort though.<br />
She held my arms tight and strted to jump under me. I was moving from up to<br />
down at I same time she was holding her hip up and pressing her butt against the<br />
bed to accompany my moves. Her breast was jumping up and down with every hit.
</p>
<p>
My cock was parted her pussy and she was already wet. So my movements became<br />
easy. She was not new to sex and already her pussy was accustomed to my Uncle&#8217;s<br />
cock. So we both were having great pleasure. We were sweating like hell because of<br />
our exotic and erotic sex. I began thrusting my cock in and out of her. I was shoving<br />
harder and harder. Her hot cunt felt wonderful. She was holding my butt tight and<br />
after a few moments she started &quot; Please slow down. It hurts Ravi.&quot; That time I<br />
was acting like wild buffalo. She was begging for me to slow down but she never<br />
stopped responding to my hits. Her legs were wide open in V shape and she was<br />
hugging me real tight. Both were breathing heavily.
</p>
<p>
While I was giving a real hard time to her pussy with my cock, I was sucking, licking<br />
and squeezing her breasts. Now she began to tighten her mouth of the pussy by<br />
holding her legs together. That was hard and great pleasure to me. It became more<br />
tight now and she got her orgasm. I sensed her she was bout to cum. Her whole<br />
body is stumbling and struggling with great happiness. With in few moments I felt<br />
her juices flowing in her already wet cunt. Now her pussy became like water filled<br />
tub. So whenever my cock entered in to it strange sounds started coming. Now I<br />
exploded my cum in her. Her cunt hole was filled with her juice and mine. It started<br />
overflow. More of the juices were oozing out of Banu&#8217;s pussy onto the bed sheets. I<br />
stayed inside her about 1 minute and then slowly pulled my dong out side. She was<br />
beautiful seeing her there naked. We both were damn tired and I laid down beside<br />
her.
</p>
<p>
This is the first time I came to my sense and started thinking, with in the past 20<br />
minutes. I was feeling guilty about our relationship. She is my mom&#8217;s sister. So she is<br />
like a stepmother to me. I said &quot;Sorry. Aunt! I made a mistake by having sex with U.<br />
This will never happen again. Shit. I am like a son to U. But I have fucked U without<br />
thinking the relationship&quot; She held my hand and said &quot;Never think that I am Ur<br />
aunt here after. What we did was not wrong. I never had a orgasm with Ur Uncle<br />
and he wouldn&#8217;t give a damn about satisfying me. All he he did was whenever he felt<br />
like fucking me, he used to go inside me and with in a few moments he will fill me<br />
with his cum and depart. That to only a couple of times in a month. I was<br />
desperately longing enjoy good sex. I knew that U were fantasying with me by how<br />
U were starring on my body. That is why I planned for this night and took off the<br />
fuse and had this ecstasy with U. Don&#8217;t be so hard on Urself. Just treat me as a<br />
woman not as Ur mom&#8217;s sister.&quot; I was so surprised by her open hearted talk. &quot;My<br />
Sweet Aunty!. Ok. I need U forever&quot; Now again I was holding her in my arms.
</p>
<p>
After the first fuck and her openhearted talk we both were exhausted. I put on my<br />
lungie, went and and fixed the fuse which she took off and kept it on the table.<br />
When I came back to Bedroom She was still laying down on the bed, fully naked.<br />
That was the first time I had an opportunity see her beautiful naked body. Wow!<br />
Curly hair. Sharp nose. Big and beautiful eyes. Sexy lips. Her throat looked like it is<br />
made of ivory. Slightly inclined but not loosened big cup shaped 36 size Breasts. Well<br />
shaped belly. The belly button itself looked like a cunt. &gt;From the belly button her<br />
pubic hair started. That pubic hair got dense and smooth like velvet when it started<br />
covering her Vulva. In the middle of that beautiful hair pond, there it started. That<br />
heavenly slit. Strong but really smooth thighs looked like it was made of butter.
</p>
<p>
I forgot about everything else and her breath taking Body occupied my whole mind.<br />
I told her &quot;Wow! Ur body is great. At the age of 28 and after got fucked by uncle<br />
for the past 7 years also U look fresh and acting like a Virgin in bed&quot;. &quot;Huh! for Ur<br />
age, U are too good in fucking, Ravi. Really I am not simply praising U. I never had<br />
sex like this before. I was dreaming about having successful sex with somebody. But<br />
I was worried about the society. But now no one will never ever dream that U and<br />
me are having sex, because of our relationship. So We are safe. Ok. Cut of this<br />
crap. Are U ready for the next round?&quot; She asked me and pulled me on the bed.
</p>
<p>
Now I have already removed my shorts and I was butt naked. She made me to lay<br />
on my back. She started caressing my body. Rubbing my whole body and tickling<br />
my cock. Then she came on top of me with her legs in the side of my body and put<br />
her Pussy directly on my face and started rubbing her juicy pussy on my face. I<br />
found that she is very much liked, me licking her cunt. So with out hesitation I<br />
started eating her pussy. She was pushing her pussy on my face. I reached her<br />
breasts and held them tight and squeezing them. Her hand was working on my dick.<br />
Now she was in ecstasy and lost control. She was rubbing my Dick real hard. It<br />
started paining for me even though that was a kind of happiness. Now she slid on<br />
my body and her pussy took position against my Cock. She was rubbing my dick<br />
with her Vagina.
</p>
<p>
My dick became as an iron rod again and standing. She held my dick in her hand<br />
and directed my cock to her wet juicy cunt. She sat on my laps now. Thatz it. My<br />
Cock entered in to her. Then she started moving up and down and started acting<br />
like a Grinder running. I kissed on her mouth and pressing her jumping breasts so<br />
hard. My cock was splitting her pussy in to parts and she was moving like she<br />
wanted to break my Dick. &quot;Ssssh. huh! Humma! That is good. Hold on to that<br />
Ravi&quot; She was mumbling. I was holding her body with my legs. Her body was<br />
shivering and shaking. I found that she was going to cum. I cooperated with her to<br />
get her orgasm. She was in climax and her body started leaking Sex juices and at<br />
the same time I gunned my cum in her. Both of our juices started flowing from her<br />
cunt and that made my Cock, balls and hip wet.
</p>
<p>
Now she just laid on me. The thought of having her naked next to me was really<br />
driving me crazy. What happened that night amazed me and still couldn&#8217;t believe it.<br />
I wrapped my arms around her body and slowly and smoothly rubbing it. All of the<br />
sudden the thought of having my cock in her mouth and getting a nice blow job<br />
occurred to me. I got up and sat on her chest. My Butt was on her Boobs and that<br />
felt like sitting on a Velvet soft couch. I started rubbing my dick on her throat.<br />
&quot;Ravi! What are U doing?&quot; She was asking me. &quot;Banu! Please take mine in Ur<br />
mouth. I like it very much. Could U please?&quot; &quot;Why not? Whatever U say. U like it<br />
very much. Huh! But please do not throb it in my mouth. U are really getting tensed<br />
up and loosing control during Oral sex. Last time when U were eating mine, U bit it<br />
once&quot;.
</p>
<p>
Now my Cock was getting harder and I rubbed it on her lips. She first took the<br />
head of my cock in her mouth and licking it with her wet hot lips and then she took<br />
it fully in to her mouth and started moving her head in and out. Wow. That felt real<br />
good and I was rubbing my bare butt on her breast. I grabbed her hair and held<br />
her head and started moving my hip. Now I was fucking in her mouth. Her mouth<br />
was full with my dick and I started moving pretty fast. She was having hard time in<br />
keeping my erected dick in her mouth and trying to spit it out. But I held her real<br />
hard and treated her mouth as pussy and hitting hard. In a few moments I filled<br />
her mouth with my cum and pulled mine out of her mouth. &quot;Ravi!Ur&#8217;s is reaching<br />
until my throat. So Please don&#8217;t be so wild&quot;.
</p>
<p>
After one hour we had one more round and slept hugging each other nude. Next<br />
day morning when I got up from bed time was 9:00 a.m. She was not with me on<br />
the bed. She was in the kitchen preparing Breakfast. She already took bath and<br />
wearing a Yellow See-through saree and matching yellow blouse with a black bra.<br />
Even her Blouse was too thin and itz showing her Black bra and wonderful<br />
cleavage. I made it again a glance on her boobs. Her nipples were hardened and<br />
straighten because of the satisfactory fuck she got it from me the previous night. I<br />
can see how straight her nipples were with in the blouse and bra. I got my morning<br />
woods by seeing her. I went behind her with out making noise and hugged her from<br />
the back, grabbed her boobs, smoothly kissed on her neck and rubbing my swollen<br />
Dick on her round ass. She turned and asked &quot;U are up now?&quot;. I am up and my<br />
Dick is also up. How about having a morning show? &quot; I asked her by showing my<br />
hardened Dick to her. &quot;Oh God! U are ready to drill me now! No. Go take bath and<br />
have Breakfast first. Then we will think about Morning show&quot;. I told her I want to<br />
fuck her now. &quot;Please Ravi! Having sex during day time is not advisable for us.<br />
Somebody may come home&quot; I insisted for one shot. She was bit hesitant though she<br />
agreed and said &quot;Ok. as U wish. But do not remove my cloths. Just shift my dress<br />
and have it. That way if some one is coming to the house also we can manage in a<br />
little time. Come on let us go to the bedroom. We have to make it fast.&quot;. &quot;No not in<br />
the bed room. Right here and right now&quot; &quot;Are U crazy? U want to have it here ?&quot;<br />
&quot;Shh. Don&#8217;t talk just lean on the Kitchen table and hold to the sink&quot;.
</p>
<p>
I shifted her Saree and Petticoat above her hips and and made her show the clean<br />
hot pussy to me. Now I said &quot;This time not on Ur pussy. I am going to screw Ur<br />
asshole&quot;. She was shocked, turned around and said &quot;No way! That will be really<br />
painful with Ur Cock&#8217;s size&quot;. But I was not listening to her. &quot;Just turn around and<br />
show me Ur Ass. &quot; She was reluctant &quot;Please no. Whatever U want to do, do with<br />
me except ass fucking. Try to understand me. I never got fucked in the ass&quot;. I said<br />
&quot;Yesterday U told me U never had oral sex and Me licking and eating Ur pussy was<br />
new to U. But U enjoyed it. Am I right? It will be like the same. U will love it&quot;I<br />
forced her to show her ass to me. She turned around and ready for getting fucked<br />
in her ass. Her ass was big and round.
</p>
<p>
I kissed her ass and started licking those two big muscle mountains. I moved my<br />
tongue in the crack of her ass. I slid my fingers in her pussy and got her juices on<br />
my fingers. I then wetted her asshole with her own juices. I pushed two wet fingers<br />
in her asshole and greased it properly. She was groaning. My cock stood firm, and<br />
she squeezed it. Turning me loose, she leaned over the table, her sweet, naked ass<br />
on display. I stared at her ass. Aunt looked extremely lewd to me. She cupped the<br />
cheeks of her ass, pulling them wide open. I gasped as I saw her puckered asshole,<br />
the curls of soft hair beneath, and the puffy sweetness of her cunt. &quot;It&#8217;s so pretty,<br />
Aunt,&quot; I grunted, my cock jerking up and down. &quot;You have a pretty ass. You look<br />
awfully tight, though.&quot;
</p>
<p>
I gulped wetly, and leaned down to her ass. I kissed a creamy asscheek, and She<br />
gurgled with delight. &quot;Oooh, lick it a little,&quot; she urged, wiggling her ass. &quot;Lick<br />
Aunt&#8217;s ass just a little.&quot; I, becoming eager, slipped my tongue out of my mouth and<br />
lapped the satiny cheeks of my Aunt&#8217;s ass, swirling my tongue along the backs of<br />
her thighs, tasting her flesh. She cried out with pleasure, her ass shaking. She used<br />
her fingers to hold the lovely cheeks wide open for me, her asshole puckering in and<br />
out. With an intake of air, I shoved my face into my Aunt&#8217;s ass, feeling my satiny<br />
inner cheeks. I kissed the pucker of my Aunt&#8217;s asshole, bringing a sob of delight<br />
from her. She shoved her ass into my face, and began to make soft cries of ecstasy<br />
when I licked my tongue against the crinkled ring. Placing my hands on my Aunt&#8217;s<br />
trembling thighs, I probed her asshole with the tip of my tongue. She hissed and<br />
mewled and squirmed into my face. &quot;Ohhh, darling, shove your tongue up! &#8220;<br />
Shaking her ass into my face, she held her breath as she felt I &#8217;s tongue stiffen,<br />
pushing at her tight asshole. As my tongue slipped past the ring, she cried out softly.<br />
I clutched my Aunt&#8217;s shaking thighs, pressing my open lips around my Aunt&#8217;s<br />
asshole, my chin pushing into the juicy slit of her cunt. I ran my tongue in and out of<br />
her asshole, stabbing as deep as I could. She gurgled and sobbed, wiggling her<br />
naked ass into my face. With me fucking her up the asshole with my tongue, her<br />
cunt was becoming wetter and wetter. In face, the slippery juices dripped past my<br />
chin and ran over my neck. &quot;Ahhh, darling, darling!&quot; she cried out, smashing her<br />
ass back against my face. I &#8217;s tongue was deep inside my Aunt&#8217;s ass when She<br />
suddenly shrieked. &quot;Oh, God! I&#8217;m coming, darling!&quot;
</p>
<p>
Her cunt convulsed, the rippling contractions causing her ass to suck my tongue. I<br />
pushed my tongue as hard and deep as I could into my Aunt&#8217;s fiery ass, and felt it<br />
grip tightly time and again as her orgasm boiled through her body. When she had<br />
finished coming, I slowly slipped tongue out of her ass. For a long while She<br />
remained over the table, her body shaking with a wonderful sensation. She was no<br />
longer resisting and kind of anticipating what comes next, letting her arms hang<br />
loosely. I fondled her ass, squeezing the creamy cheeks, opening them to see the<br />
flexing of her asshole. Glistening cunt juices coated her inner thighs. &quot;I know your<br />
cock is very hard,&quot; She finally whispered. &quot;It&#8217;s hard as hell, Aunt,&quot; I replied. I<br />
pushed the swollen head of my cock to my Aunt&#8217;s flesh. I rubbed the dripping piss<br />
hole up and down her thighs, over the cheeks of her ass. She shook and trembled<br />
with the feeling, shoving her ass back eagerly. I placed the head of my cock upon<br />
her asshole, and gasped with the steaming heat of it. &quot;Ooooh, that feels huge,&quot; she<br />
murmured as she felt the pressure against her asshole. I increased the pressure of<br />
my cock, staring down, seeing the ring of my Aunt&#8217;s asshole giving way. The more I<br />
pushed, the more She&#8217;s asshole stretched. She was holding her breath, feeling that<br />
wonderful pressure and sensation. It was strange, a very strange feeling, to have<br />
cock pushing at her asshole, but one she found exciting and delicious.
</p>
<p>
She moved her naked ass back, urging me to push my cock in. I pressed harder,<br />
and the swollen head of my cock penetrated the tight ring of my Aunt&#8217;s asshole.<br />
&quot;Ahhhh,!&quot; She cried out. &quot;You&#8217;re in me! &quot; I stared down, seeing the ring of my<br />
Aunt&#8217;s asshole stretched around the head of my cock. It was very tight, very hot. I<br />
gasped with pleasure as my Aunt&#8217;s asshole squeezed my prick, gripping it deliciously.<br />
She sobbed with rapture, finding my cock in her ass to feel very good. The<br />
sensations rippled her flesh as she pulled her creamy ass cheeks wider yet. She<br />
made a soft swallowing sound as her asshole clamped on the head of my cock.<br />
&quot;Ohhh,!&quot; she pleaded softly. I slipped my prick deeper, watching it with wide eyes.<br />
The heat in my Aunt&#8217;s asshole was very hot, searing the shaft of my cock. It was as<br />
hot as her juicy cunt, and so much tighter. I pushed my throbbing cock slowly<br />
inward, watching it disappear into her ass. I was breathless with excitement, with<br />
the rumbling sensations I was feeling.
</p>
<p>
She purred as I moved my cock deeper into her asshole. She could feel the<br />
throbbing the hardness of my shaft. Her asshole kept stretching and burning<br />
around my prick. I was now invading her un invented ass. I forced my way into her<br />
Virgin tight ass. The deeper it went, the better it felt. When I finally had my cock<br />
completely inside her asshole, she felt stuffed, very stuffed. My sweet balls were<br />
pushed against the slippery wetness of her hairy cunt, she could feel the powerful<br />
pulsations of my cock with the ring of her asshole. She found her clit with her hand<br />
to be straining out with hardness, and brushed it with her fingers. Her naked,<br />
creamy ass wiggled as she slipped her hand past her cunt and pulled my alls,<br />
smashing them upon the sensitive lips of her fiery cunt. &quot;God Ravi !&quot; she moaned. &quot;<br />
You feel so huge, so long and hard! &quot; I pulled back slowly, watching my cock slide<br />
inside the tight pucker. She cried out as I pulled, feeling the friction. One of her<br />
hands kept pulling at a shapely cheek of her ass, the other letting my balls slid in her<br />
fingers. When I had paused with the head of my cock inside her asshole, she gasped<br />
loudly and plunged her fingers into her bubbling, steaming cunt, fucking herself<br />
wildly a few moments, her naked ass shaking with excitement.
</p>
<p>
As I pushed my cock back into her ass, she cried softly as my sweet, hot balls<br />
rubbed into her now-wet palm again. She grasped them, squeezing as my cock filled<br />
her ass once more. &quot;Ooooh,!&quot; she sobbed. &quot;You be careful with me! Come on, Ravi<br />
, Finish it fast!&quot; I plunged inward, a soft slapping sound coming when my lower<br />
body smacked the hot cheeks of her curvy ass. She yelped with pleasure, enjoying<br />
the power of my hardness up her ass. Placing my hands on her hips, I pulled my<br />
cock back slowly, and rammed it in quickly and fast. She groaned with delight as my<br />
balls smacked against her juicy cunt. &quot;That&#8217;s it, I ! That&#8217;s the way ! Oooooh!&quot; She<br />
jiggled her ass, dancing from foot to foot, her tits smashed upon the table. She drew<br />
her other hand from between her thighs, rubbing her very long clit a few times, and<br />
clutched her ass cheeks once more. She spread her ass as wide as she could,<br />
opening it to my quickening thrusts. The wider she opened her ass, the deeper my<br />
cock went. Her pussy pulsated hotly, and juice seeped from the hairy lips, running<br />
along her inner thighs. Her clit strained out, very long and hard, throbbing<br />
deliciously. She wiggled her ass lewdly, crying out for me to fuck her faster and<br />
harder. The friction of my throbbing cock along the ring of her thoroughly<br />
stretched asshole seemed ready to burst into flames, flames of perverse, wanton<br />
ecstasy. She humped her ass back as I came lunging forward, grinding her sweet<br />
asscheeks against me.
</p>
<p>
She sobbed with increasing rapture, her almost naked body vibrant with passion.<br />
The feel of my cock up her asshole was better than she could have imagined. The<br />
depth might have surprised her, pleased her. The puckering of her asshole excited<br />
both her and me . Her asshole squeezed and flexed by its own accord, without<br />
direction from her already spinning mind. The wetness of her cunt seemed more<br />
pronounced than ever, the juices making the inside of her thighs slippery. Her<br />
bushy cunt was throbbing and her clit felt as if it were about to burst from her<br />
cunt. She shook her ass wildly. With my balls aching, loaded and full, I rammed my<br />
cock in and out of my Aunt&#8217;s fiery asshole. She sobbed and squealed in delight,<br />
arching back to meet my prick. My balls slapped time and again upon her juicy,<br />
hair-rimmed cunt, sending ripples of heated rapture through her body. I dug my<br />
fingers into my Aunt&#8217;s grinding hips hard. She clawed the cheeks of her ass, her<br />
fingers near my cock, holding herself lewdly open for me. &quot;I&#8217;m about to come!&quot; she<br />
shrieked.
</p>
<p>
&quot;OhOoooh, I feel it so deep in me! Ram it &#8230; ram that!&quot; I beat my cock in and out<br />
of her asshole, feeling it start to clutch and release him. My eyes became glazed with<br />
passion, my young body shaking as hard as my Aunt&#8217;s. My legs were getting weak<br />
as the ecstasy ran through him. &#8220; Aunt, I&#8217;m about to come, too! I can&#8217;t hold it back,<br />
Aunt!&quot; &quot;Oh, shoot it Ravi !&quot; she screeched. &quot;Squirt that hot juice! Ohhh, now,<br />
&#8211;now!&quot; She&#8217;s cunt exploded, the orgasm bursting throughout the whole expanse of<br />
her crotch. Her clit pulsated hard, the lips of her cunt gripping at my banging balls.<br />
Her asshole began to squeeze and suck my prick. With a yelp, I rammed my cock as<br />
deep as I could into my Aunt&#8217;s asshole, and sent rapid squirts of thick cum juice<br />
spraying between the soft walls of her greedy asshole. She cried with ecstasy as she<br />
felt my cum juice flooding her ass, her cunt flexing with tight, searing pulsations. A<br />
series of orgasms rumbled through her, one after the other, until she became so<br />
weak she slumped across the table, her hands falling from her ass, her body<br />
relaxing, gasping hotly. Her eyes were closed .I asked her &#8220;How do U feel? &quot;Oh, my<br />
god, are you all right&quot; I said. She got up and said &quot;My God! At one moment I<br />
thought U are going to tore my ass.&quot; That moment she felt tired and sat on the<br />
kitchen floor. I forced my juice covered cock in her mouth and made her gave a<br />
nice fresh blow job in that morning crisp.
</p>
<p>
Then one week we were enjoying a lot. That weekend my Uncle came back from his<br />
Tour. Two days without having her I was going crazy. My Uncle was telling<br />
Monday early morning he is supposed to leave again for a tour. Monday morning I<br />
got up early at 5:30. I couldn&#8217;t sleep at all. I heard my Uncle ws getting ready to go<br />
to work, he&#8217;d got up and I could hear him humming to himself, as he usually did<br />
while he was shaving. She heard the sink empty in the bathroom as her husband<br />
finished shaving. &quot;You awake yet Banu?&quot; I heard my Uncle asked. &quot;Just about&quot;<br />
she replied. &quot;I&#8217;m just gonna take a shower&quot; Uncle said, I heard the shower go on.<br />
Quickly I had a plan. I walked up to their Bed Room. &quot;Aunt, you awake?&quot; &quot;Yes<br />
Ravi, what did you want?&quot;. She replied. &quot;Could I come in?&quot; I asked. Before she<br />
could answer, I opened the door. I shut the bedroom door behind me, the room<br />
was quite dark the curtains still closed, but a fraction of light slipped through, it<br />
shone on the bed, I could see my Aunt lying under the sheets she looked as though<br />
she was lying on her chest. I walked over to the curtains, opening them to reveal<br />
bright morning sunshine. Banu turned over onto her front, pulling the covers of the<br />
duvet up around herself, barely keeping her head above the top.
</p>
<p>
I heard her husband, sing louder in the shower. &quot;Uncle taking a shower?&quot; &quot;Yes&quot;<br />
she replied. &quot;Well then, my cock-sucking Aunt&#8217;s all alone in this big double bed,<br />
thinking about my cock again?&quot;. I smiled very wickedly looking at my Aunt with<br />
hungry, horny eyes. &quot;Oh my god, &#8230;&#8230;&#8230;Ravi, No!&quot; I had grabbed hold of the corner<br />
of the duvet and was pulling it towards me, the sheet sliding down, off my Aunt&#8217;s<br />
naked body, Banu tried to hang onto the duvet, but I ripped it from her grasp,<br />
dropping it on the floor by the bed. I looked over my Aunt&#8217;s delicious body, her<br />
round, full breasts looked like they are fresh. Her hips were quite large, which just<br />
made her waist look even smaller than it was, I looked down at my Aunts bush, the<br />
dark black hair was trimmed around the edges into a diamond shape, her legs were<br />
spread slightly and I could see her pussy lips, they looked quite large, hanging down<br />
between her thighs, they a dark pink in colour. Her full, tanned thighs were<br />
smooth.Banu saw me looking over her body, studying her every curve, she could still<br />
hear her husband singing in the shower.A little sexual shiver ran up her spine at the<br />
thought. I came over to the bed and sat on the edge, right next to my naked Aunt,<br />
she had&#8217;t moved at all, her arms lay by her sides, her breast&#8217;s jiggled slightly as she<br />
breathed hard from the excitement. I placed my hand on her tummy, I started to<br />
move my fingers slightly, just rubbing them on my Aunt skin, feeling her breath in<br />
and out. Me touching her sent what felt like electrical charges running through her,<br />
her pulsed increased even more and she opened her full, pouty lips as she started to<br />
breath harder. &quot;You want me to fuck you Aunt, righ now, right here?&quot; I<br />
questioned, I began to move my hand up her flat stomach, pressing my fingers into<br />
her smooth skin, moving my hand up towards her breasts. &quot;Wh&#8230;.What?&quot; Banu<br />
gasped, I was pushing all the right buttons now, my touch was setting her pussy on<br />
fire. &quot;Last night I heard you demanded Uncle to fuck you, but he couldn&#8217;t do it<br />
right.&quot;. I stopped my hand just below my Aunt&#8217;s right breast, I moved a finger up<br />
onto it, tracing a small mole she had just below her nipple. &quot;Ohhhhh!&quot;. Banu<br />
moaned out, My finger rubbing on her breast caused her to arch her back, pushing<br />
her body upwards as another sexual sensation ran through her. &quot;Was that a yes?&quot;<br />
I said, I moved up onto her nipple now, teasing it between my fingers, I moved my<br />
other hand to the inside of her smooth thigh nearest him, again rubbing my fingers<br />
in small circular motions.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Uuuugghh!&quot; was all Banu could say in reply to her me. I work her nipple with my<br />
fingers, the pleasure was intense, she was getting very excited now, the thought of<br />
me doing this to her again made her pussy juices flow. I moved my hand further up<br />
her thigh, my fingers coming into contact with her black, wiry bush,I traced my<br />
fingers round the edge, feeling the heat coming from between her legs.I bent over<br />
my Aunt&#8217;s naked, sexy ody and licked her left nipple with my tongue, while still<br />
teasing her left with my fingers. &quot;Yes&#8230;..Yessssss! Fuck Me!&#8230;.I want you to<br />
fuuuccckkk me!&quot; Banu screamed, my wet tongue running over her sensitive nipple.<br />
had she ever felt this horny before? She did&#8217;t think so, her pussy was dribbling with<br />
anticipation eager for me to fill her with my massive cock and to fuck her wildly. I<br />
heard the shower go off in the bathroom, but still, she lay there letting me have my<br />
way with her body. &quot;Ravi&#8230;.your&#8230;Ohh!&#8230;your Uncle s going to be in..Uuhhh! here<br />
any second&quot; she whispered scared her husband might hear her. &quot;Well I&#8217;m not<br />
going, I&#8217;m going to fuck you right here, he can watch if he wants.&quot; I said defiantly.<br />
&quot;No&#8230;.we can&#8217;t&#8230;.no plea-ahhhh..se stop&quot;. Banu begged me, Uncle would be out<br />
any second, what would he do if he was confronted with this sight! I had traced my<br />
finger round my Aunt&#8217;s entire pussy bush, now I pushed his hand up further,<br />
through the dense hairs, using my thumb and index finger to spread her pussy lips<br />
wide,I started to push my forefinger into my Aunt&#8217;s wet, hot cunt,I felt her pussy<br />
spasming, the muscles tightening a bit then releasing,I moved my finger in deeper<br />
trying to locate the small nub of her clit.
</p>
<p>
Banu&#8217;s hips jerked off the bed, as me pushed my thick, long finger deep into her<br />
pussy, she dropped her head back, leaning againest the headboard, closing her eyes<br />
tight as the pleasure took hold. &quot;Banu! I will be back only after a week or so. &quot;.<br />
Uncle shouted out from in the bathroom. &quot;Yesssss&#8230;&#8230;Ohhhh.k&quot; Banu said trying to<br />
keep her voice normal, as she started to push her body back and forth onto my<br />
finger inserted in her pussy. &quot;I no more please!&quot; Banu murmured. &quot;I&#8217;m not going<br />
Aunt&quot; .I replied Banu panicked, if I was&#8217;t going to leave she&#8217;d have to, she just<br />
could&#8217;t let her husband see them doing this. she leaned up off the headboard and<br />
pushed me back off the bed and onto the floor, she jumped from the bed and ran<br />
out the bedroom door and down the hallway, her big, firm ass cheeks bouncing up<br />
and down in time with her jiggling breasts as she ran to the stairs, she have to get<br />
some clothes from upstairs before her husband asked her what she was doing<br />
running round the house naked. I got up off the bedroom floor and followed my<br />
Aunt.
</p>
<p>
Banu made it to upstairs, a pile of her clothes were stacked up on top of the table in<br />
the corner waiting to be ironed, she was just picking out a nightie when she felt<br />
some hands grab her hips, she felt something hard pressing into her naked ass<br />
cheeks, one of the hands moved there way from her hip and round towards her<br />
pussy, the other hand moved off her hip and was brushed along her spine towards<br />
her neck, her black, long, wavy air pushed to one side and then she felt hot, wet lips<br />
kissing her on the back of the neck, she liked that alot, the stimulation was getting<br />
her hot again. &quot;Mmmmmm!&quot; Banu groaned. &#8220;I think it&#8217;s time for fucking Aunt<br />
after a long two days wait&quot; .I said into her ear. &quot;Yes&#8230;.fuck me..now!&quot;. She<br />
demanded. The way I was touching her and where to touch her, particulary the<br />
way I was slowly rubbing her pussy, making her juices flow made her mind blow.<br />
&quot;Mmmmm! You Got it!&quot; Banu squealed, I had rubbed my finger over her swollen<br />
clit. The erotic sensations as I rubbed it again, led straight to her brain, as the force<br />
of her hidden desire rose to the surface. Her legs shook as again I started to rub on<br />
her clit in small circles, slowly at first then I became gradually faster, and faster.
</p>
<p>
Banu leaned forward, moving her legs apart, the Table was directly in front of her<br />
and she placed her hands on the edge, bending her legs slightly she lifted her sexy,<br />
pink ass high into the air and pushed back onto my cock as it strained againest my<br />
shorts, she rubbed her bottom slowly againest the hot, stiff bulge pressing<br />
inbetween her butt cheeks. &quot;Oh my! You feel like your ready to go!&quot; Banu gasped.<br />
My cock was rock hard, I was almost in pain as my big tool pushed hard through<br />
my thin shorts, as my horny Aunt moved her ass from side to side against it.Since<br />
I&#8217;d ripped the sheets from my Aunt&#8217;s bed and looked down upon her sweet, white<br />
body he&#8217;d had a full-on erection, and now here I was, my Aunt offering herself on a<br />
plate to me, teasing my cock with her ass. I placed my hands firmly on my Aunts<br />
sexy ass, bending down I ran my tongue from the small of her back down over the<br />
slope of her ass cheeks and then pushed my hot, wet tongue inbetween them,<br />
probing her crevice. &quot;Mmmmm&#8230;&#8230;please&#8230;.Uhh..stop teasing Aunt&#8230;&#8230;I<br />
ne..Ohhhhh!..need you insideeee me!&quot; Banu screamed, I was pulling open her ass<br />
cheeks firmly and again my tongue pushed between her firm ass cheeks, the tip<br />
brushing her small, pink asshole. &quot;Fucccckkkk.me now!&quot; she ordered. How could I<br />
refuse my cock-hungry Aunt? I took my hands away from her body, and pulled my<br />
shorts down, my cock springing from my shorts like an eager greyhound from the<br />
trap, it almost shot straight up, my cock had a weird curve in it, rather like a<br />
banana. &quot;My God!&quot; .Banu gasped She&#8217;d looked over her shoulder after I had taken<br />
my hands away and her eyes widened as she saw me rip down my shorts, my big,<br />
thick curved cock springing free, forcing up the front of my vest as it did, my face<br />
filled with eagerness to fuck my own Aunt. She thought he&#8217;d looked and felt big last<br />
night, but now I looked an even bigger boy she thought.
</p>
<p>
Banu lifted her ass higher into the air, her tits wobbled as she did, she was still<br />
slowly shaking her ass from left to right, her hairy, pussy lips slick with her juices<br />
were clearly visible to me she thought, her cunt throbbed harder as she waited for<br />
him to penentrate her with my fine cock. I took hold of my blood-veined shaft with<br />
my right hand, I moved forwards towards my Aunts expectant body, I placed my<br />
left hand on her shoulder, and gripping tight I pushed my cock-shaft down in line<br />
with my Aunt&#8217;s quivering, pink pussy lips, slowly I pushed the tip of my purple,<br />
bulbous cock-head in between her fleshy folds.<br />
&quot;Yessss!&#8230;.mmmmmm&#8230;.more&#8230;c&#8217;mon baby more!&quot; Banu begged, even feeling the<br />
tip of my cock pushing into her fuckhole was making her go wild. She bit down on<br />
her lip and closed her eyes tight as she felt him push more of his hard meat into her<br />
wet, hot passage. &quot;God! That feels so good!&quot; she exclaimed. Banu felt her pussy<br />
stretch to allowing my cock inside her. &quot;Uhhhhh&#8230;Where do you get a cock that<br />
size?&quot; she gasped, I took my hand off the shaft now as I fed more of himself into my<br />
Aunt, I placed my hand onto her hip as my Aunt rocked her body , pushing herself<br />
back onto my dick, her slick passage was making it alot easier. Banu pushed harder<br />
onto the drier and it started to move, the feet squeaking on the floor as she leaned<br />
on it. &quot;Yesssss!&quot; she hissed. My cock felt huge inside her, her pussy was stretched to<br />
it&#8217;s maximum by my amazing thickness, she could feel my shaft rubbing onto her clit<br />
making her crazy with desire. I felt I could&#8217;t insert my dick into my Aunt fully, I was<br />
simply to big, but I was in a whole world of pleasure, my Aunts pussy muscles<br />
tightened around my cock, clamping down on the shaft. &quot;Ohhhh&quot; I murmured, and<br />
then I started to fuck her. I pulled my cock out almost to the tip, my Aunts pussy<br />
juices smeared all over it and then thrust it back in, Banu&#8217;s ass cheeks wobbled<br />
crazily as I did. &quot;God!&#8230;Yes!&#8230;Yes!&quot; Banu moaned, her pussy was throbbing wildly<br />
she just could&#8217;t get enough of her my cock.
</p>
<p>
I quickened my strokes, pushing my hips forward, as I fed my meat into my Aunt&#8217;s<br />
accommodating cunt. Banu, felt her knees buckle as me again pushed my hard dick<br />
almost fully into her, the table pushed forward again, the feet squeaking loudly on<br />
the floor as Banu gripped harder on the edge of it, her knuckles going white as I<br />
pumped her slick pussy faster. &quot;Fuck Me!&quot; she screamed. &quot;Yes&quot;<br />
&quot;Uuuhhhhh&#8230;.harder&#8230;.fuck me&#8230;harder!&quot; Banu&#8217;s pussy was burning with desire,<br />
she&#8217;d never had such an intense sexual experiance in her life, every thrust of my<br />
massive cock sent her into spasms, she was pushing her round ass backwards in<br />
time to my manic thrusts into her, her ass cheeks slapping againest the tops of my<br />
hairy thighs. Banu was pushing the tableback, lifting the front off the ground, it<br />
banged againest the back wall of the room in time to me hammering my mighty dick<br />
into her. BANG! &quot;Yes!&quot; BANG! &quot;Yessss!&quot; BANG! &quot;YESSSSSS!&quot;. Banu cried We<br />
were going at it like wild animal, there was now some natural instinct at work,<br />
neither of us were going to stop until we had fulfilled our sexual needs.
</p>
<p>
I was ramming my cock into my Aunts juicy cunt at full speed now, I could feel the<br />
cum welling up in my sac, the horny feeling building inside me, I truly could&#8217;t believe<br />
I was doing this, not to my Aunt. &quot;Never&#8230;&#8230;uhh..stop&#8230;.Ohh!&#8230;fucking me!&quot;. Banu<br />
demanded. I did&#8217;t want to but I could feel I was on the verge of cumming. Banu<br />
also was near the edge, my dick rubbed intensly againest her swollen clit, every time<br />
I pushed in, she felt a wave of amazing sexual sensations wash over her. She leaned<br />
her head forward onto the top of the table, scattering all the towels and clothes<br />
onto the floor around them. I moved my hand from my Aunts hip, and along her<br />
hot, sweaty back to the spot between her shoulder blades, I began to gently push<br />
her down onto the table, her large breasts squashing againest the top, and her<br />
thighs pressed againest the Drawer door, now every time I, thrust my manhood into<br />
my Aunt&#8217;s pussy the drier lifted at the front from her weight on it cuasing her ass to<br />
rise into the air slightly. &quot;That&#8217;s It!&#8230;.Uh!&#8230;..Ugh!&quot;. Banu said, her body humped<br />
and bucked onto my cockshaft using the table to assist her as it rose into the air. I<br />
was trying to hold out, I really was, but with every thrust my sensitive red thread on<br />
the underside of my stretched dick was been stimulated, my cum-sac was now full<br />
of hot cum just ready to spew out. Banu also felt her orgasm building inside her, she<br />
was pushing her hands againest the back wall now, the table rocking wildly beneath<br />
her. I took hold of the bottom of my Aunt&#8217;s thighs and lifted her legs off the ground.<br />
&quot;Ohhhhh&quot; Banu groaned as my cock drove even deeper inside her. Banu started<br />
thrashing about wildly on top of the table, it was rocking back then forward in time<br />
to my furious thrusts, the feet underneath squeaked as they grinded along the floor.
</p>
<p>
&quot;Yesss!&#8230;&#8230;..Ugh!&#8230;Ugh!&#8230;..Yessssssss!&quot; Banu just could&#8217;t hold out out, the orgasm<br />
that had been building, shot threw her like a rocket, her whole body started to<br />
tremble as wave after wave of intense sexual ecstacy overtook her, her sticky,<br />
creamy juices flooded into her pussy covering my cock as I continued to bore into<br />
her. &quot;OH..Ohhh&#8230;.Ohhhhhh&#8230;..Ohhhhhh!&quot;. Banu moaned her face grimacing with<br />
the intense pleasure. As my Aunt came wildly, her pussy tightened around my thick<br />
cock-shaft, I held tightly onto her legs as I pumped my last few strokes into her now<br />
very slick, wet passage. &quot;Ughhhh!&quot; was all I grunted as my cock started releasing<br />
it&#8217;s massive load. &quot;Yesss&#8230;GO ON!&#8230;.GO ON!&#8230;Ughhh&quot;. Banu ordered. The hot cum<br />
rippled out the end of my cock-head, with my mighty final full thrust I pushed<br />
himself hard into my Aunt, my hairy, tight balls banging againest the backs of my<br />
Aunts, toned thighs. my Aunts body rocked forward on the table, the two back legs<br />
snapping finally under the strain, the table started to pitch over but was stopped by<br />
the wall, the top, back edge removing a large chunk of plaster from the wall. Banu<br />
collapsed on top of the table, riding out the last of her orgasm, she lay her head<br />
onto the cold metal surface, the sweat dripping from her forehead. She was<br />
breathing deeply, trying to recover from the fucking I had gave her. I slowly<br />
withdrew my wilting cock from my Aunt creamy, hot pussy, I looked down at my<br />
dick, covered on my own Aunts pussy-juice, I could&#8217;t help smiling, I&#8217;d done a very<br />
naughty thing I told himself but the fact it was so bad had made it even more<br />
intense and my Aunt knew that as well. I ran my hands down either side of my<br />
Aunts legs, then up again, he was still feeling horny, as though I had&#8217;t been fulfilled<br />
probably, I felt as though I could go again.
</p>
<p>
Banu also thought she&#8217;d done a very bad thing, and with me she thought, the<br />
intense sexual pleasure she&#8217;d felt was been replaced by some guilt about what she&#8217;d<br />
done. What if her husband had caught them? Then she remembered her husband<br />
was still in home probably almost ready to go to work, he took pride in his<br />
apperance so it took him a while choose his dress in the morning but he must be<br />
almost ready now. Banu spun round to face me, I stood their smiling at her. &quot;Did<br />
you enjoy that?&quot; I asked, running my eyes across her cock-teasing body. &quot;More<br />
than I should have done&quot; Banu admitted &quot;I think we broke the tabler&quot;. I said<br />
looking past her. The table was leaning againest the wall, a chunk of plaster<br />
scattered on the back edge. &quot;I Guess so&quot; . Banu smiled a wicked smile &quot;I thought<br />
the earth was moving&quot; she joked. &quot;Banu you up here?&quot; .It was my Uncle calling<br />
from the living room in the living room &quot;I&#8217;ll be right there&quot; She shouted. Banu<br />
grabbed a nightie off the floor and threw it on, covering her sexy curves.&quot;Stay here,<br />
I&#8217;ll be back in a minute&quot;. She again smiled wickedly &quot;See if we can&#8217;t get you good to<br />
go again&quot;. she walked off wiggling her curvy ass from side to side slightly more than<br />
she needed to, knowing I was watching. I felt my cock, rise slightly watching my<br />
Aunts ass as she went out of the room. My Uncle looked up as Banu entered, she<br />
gave him an innocent smile. &quot;You look like you&#8217;ve been getting some exercise&quot; He<br />
said looking at her pink, flushed face. &quot;No, I was err..Just moving the table&quot; .She<br />
lied. &quot;I thought I heard someone banging about back there&quot;. Her husband said,<br />
distracted by his paperwork, Banu couldn&#180;t help smiling a little. He shut his<br />
briefcase and came over to his wife. &quot;I gotta go&quot; he said. He kissed her on her<br />
cheek. &quot;What&#8217;s that perfume your wearing?&quot; he asked. Banu wasn&#180;t wearing any,<br />
the combination of sweat and sex was coming from her pores. &quot;It was something<br />
Ravi got me&quot;. she replied. &quot;You smell good, maybe we&#8217;ll have an early night tonight,<br />
you know wake the neighbors&quot; Banu smilied &quot;Yeah maybe&quot;. All she could think of<br />
was my cock pumping her full of my hot cum as she leaned over the table, her pussy<br />
twitched, and a hot flush swept over her.&quot;But I&#8217;ve got alot on today I might be to<br />
tired.&quot;. &quot;O.k. We&#8217;ll see, Hey Ravi! What you doing today?&quot;. I came into the living<br />
room, I stepped over to where my Aunt and Uncle were, standing next to my Aunt.<br />
&quot;Well I&#8217;ve got some hard preparation for the interviews to do today.&quot;, I said, I<br />
moved my hand over onto the back of my Aunts, covered thigh, I was close enough<br />
to my Aunt for my uncle not to be able to see, I moved my hand upwards, pressing<br />
my fingers againest her skin. Banu jolted upright at my touch, I was working my<br />
hand up the inside of her thigh. &quot;Well I&#8217;ve got to go, Hope you have a good day and<br />
I&#8217;ll see you later&quot;. He took off for the door, grabbing his car keys from the coffee<br />
table as he did. &quot;Yeah see you later Uncle&quot;. I said smiling, I&#8217;d slid my fingers in<br />
between my Aunts legs, pushing the thick cotton of the nightie againest her pussy<br />
lips, rubbing a little, Banu swooned a little, leaning back into my&#8217;s body, her nipples<br />
hardening as she felt herself getting aroused again. Bang! Uncle shut the door<br />
behind him as he left.
</p>
<p>
Banu turned around to face me, I was slightly taller than her and she had to look<br />
up to meet my eyes. &quot;You like living dangerously don&#8217;t you?&quot; she asked. I did&#8217;t<br />
reply, instead I pulled open my Aunt&#8217;s nightie, dropping it to the floor, revealing her<br />
naked body. &quot;I think I&#8217;ll do that hard studying now&quot;. I replied, moving my hands to<br />
his Aunt&#8217;s ripe breasts, I began to massage them. kneading them with my fingers.<br />
Banu could&#8217;t resist my&#8217;s advances, all her guilt was pushed to the back of her mind<br />
as she willing gave herself over to my again, she reached for the waist band on my<br />
shorts and pushed them down, again my hard cock sprung out towards her. &quot;Well<br />
you certainly eager&quot;. She gasped, still amazed by how well endowed I was. Banu<br />
reached for my hot, throbbing member and started to tug my foreskin back and<br />
forth, my purple cockhead appearing and disappearing as she started to slide her<br />
hand along. I was growing more and more eager to fuck my horny, dark haired<br />
Aunt again, her let go of her tits, moving my hands to the backs of her long legs I<br />
lifted her from the ground, she was incredibly light and I had no trouble carrying<br />
her over to the dining table. Banu let go of my cock as her lifted her off the ground,<br />
she raised her legs and wrapped them round my waist, interlocking her feet around<br />
my back as I strode over to the dining table, she knew what was coming. I dropped<br />
my Aunt onto the shiny, wood table, her ass cheeks squashing outwards, she kept<br />
her legs wrapped round my body and now she pulled me to her. Banu took hold of<br />
my hot, hard cock and guided it through her swollen, red pussy lips and up into her<br />
wet cunt, the muscles relaxing to allow my to insert my big fucking tool into her.<br />
&quot;Ummmmm!&quot; she uttered. I pushed forward hard, my dick impaling my Aunt as<br />
my meat went between her wet, hairy pussy lips. &quot;Ohhhh baby!&quot; she cried. Banu<br />
took hold of my ass cheeks and squeezed them hard, she threw her head back, her<br />
long, black hair slid off her face as she moaned out as my cock slid into her, filling<br />
her with my meat. &quot;Uggggghhhh&#8230;&#8230;.noww&#8230;FUCK ME!&quot;. she demanded. I did&#8217;t<br />
mess about, I started pumping my cock, fast and furious into his Aunts, hot cunt.
</p>
<p>
Banu lay back onto the dining table, she moved her arms up behind her head<br />
scattering the place mats, and napkins looking up at my body as I stood over her<br />
madly thrusting my cock into her. I leaned over my Aunt, taking hold of her right<br />
nipple with my teeth, I played with it, nibbling on it a little, making her hard nipple,<br />
redder, my wet tongue licked at it, leaving a trail of saliva. &quot;Ohhhhh..God!&quot; . Banu<br />
screamed as my, teased her nipple. Banu&#8217;s body was writhed across the top of the<br />
shiny, polished table, as me fucked her, she squeezed her thighs tight against my<br />
hips and dug the heels of her feet into my back. I took hold of my Aunts shoulders,<br />
forcefully pushing her body onto his swollen dick. &quot;Yess..YES!&#8230;.Yessss!&quot; .Banu<br />
groaned out, she raised her ass off the table, using her legs to pull herself up a bit,<br />
humping againest my throbbing monster. I ran my hand up her tummy and over<br />
her breasts and up to her face, her stuck one one my fingers into my Aunt&#8217;s open<br />
mouth and she bit down on it lightly, then she sucked on it a little, her eyes closed<br />
tight as my cock bored right into her, she felt like she would explode at any second,<br />
such were the intense feelings going through her. &quot;Ohhhh Baby&#8230;C&#8217;mon, fuck<br />
Aunt&quot;. Banu begged me. Seeing my Aunt moaning and groaning in front of him<br />
was nearly too much for me, I hammered my dick faster into my Aunt&#8217;s cunt,<br />
looking down to see my blood-veined cock disappear almost to the hilt into between<br />
her hairy, wet pussy lips. Banu was humping her ass off the table, grinding her<br />
pussy onto my pumping dick, moaning wildly, she flapped her arms spreading them<br />
wide over the table, unable to control herself. Banu felt her pussy muscles go very<br />
tight around my&#8217;s dick, she knew she was about to have a massive orgasm, her<br />
pussy started to spasm, her clit sending some amazing feelings up through her body.<br />
&quot;Yes!&#8230;YEs!&#8230;&#8230;YES!&#8230;&#8230;Ohhhhhh baby, OH BABY!&quot; . Banu&#8217;s screams filled the<br />
living room, she arched her back off the table as the intense orgasm swept through<br />
her, it was even better than before, her naked body pulsed with sexual desire.<br />
&quot;Fuck Me&#8230;.Ohhhhhh FUCK ME!&quot; she gasped. I felt my Aunt&#8217;s cunt spasming<br />
madly, her pussy muscles clamped down around my cock, milking my dick, I felt the<br />
cum shooting along my cockshaft and out into my Aunts cunt, mixing with her own<br />
juices. I kept hammering my dick into her with a neverending sac full of cum<br />
spewing out. &quot;Ugghhhh god&quot; . I groaned as the last of my cum shot from my dick.
</p>
<p>
Banu kept bucking her ass off the table, back onto my&#8217;s cock, milking the last of the<br />
cum from my balls, she ran a hand through her hair, she was breathing hard from<br />
the excitement and excertion of fucking me, she felt I lay my head on her tummy,<br />
she felt my hot, heavy breath on her skin, I was completly spent, my cum all<br />
ejaculated into my Aunt&#8217;s tight pussy, she felt my dick begin to shrink inside her, she<br />
moved a hand down and rubbed the top of my thick hair. I looked up at my Aunt,<br />
her eyes looked wild and hungary for more, she flashed him a wicked smile. &quot;I think<br />
I am going to call off all house hold work today&quot;. Banu said, feeling her pussy<br />
already begin to throb and tingle as she imagined all the things she could show me.<br />
After that we never think of time or place. Only we are behaving like Stepmother<br />
and son whenever my uncle is in Home. She is very happy and became more<br />
beautiful with my cum flowing inside her. Now she is 33 years old. but she is very<br />
attractive now a days. Until now she was taking Birth control pills whenever we are<br />
having sex. But she is not having pills when she is fucking with my uncle. In her<br />
married life she never had a baby for my uncle. She doubt that my uncle might be<br />
incapable of gives her a baby. But she tells me that my Uncle is not impotent and his<br />
sperm might not be good enough to make her pregnant. So recently she is asking<br />
me that she is going to have my baby and pretend like that is her husband&#8217;s baby.<br />
But I am reluctant and thinking about complication arises in future. She is insisting<br />
me to carry my baby in her. I do not know what to do. Anything might happen in<br />
near future. But this never stopped us enjoying sex. Now I got a job in Madras itself<br />
and settled in her home. No one is having a clue that we are living like a Husband<br />
and wife in home when my uncle is not around. My innocent uncle is relaxed and<br />
happy for I am staying in their home and keeping her company and helping her.<br />
But he doesn&#8217;t know that I am her Sex companion.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[Archive-title: Job Interview
     It was nearing graduation and soon Rick would have his engineering
degree.  He was deep in the job search trying to find something,
anything, in todays poor economy.  He thought he was a resonably good
candidate for a job as he had fairly good grades, some experience, was
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<p>     It was nearing graduation and soon Rick would have his engineering</p>
<p>degree.  He was deep in the job search trying to find something,</p>
<p>anything, in todays poor economy.  He thought he was a resonably good</p>
<p>candidate for a job as he had fairly good grades, some experience, was</p>
<p>willing to relocate, and had nothing tying him down.  He did not even</p>
<p>have a girlfriend.  With all the studying he had to do for engineering</p>
<p>he never had time to date which meant he also had never gotten laid.  He</p>
<p>had not even made out with any girls in a long time.  The girls where</p>
<p>certainly interested enough in him but he just did not have the time for</p>
<p>them.  As the semester was coming to a close the pressures were</p>
<p>lightening up on him and he was beginning to take more notice of the</p>
<p>girls on campus.  He would notice girls in class in shorts or short</p>
<p>skirts and fantasize about them in bed at night while jerking off.</p>
<p>Since he had no experience he did not know how to talk to the girls to</p>
<p>get a date.</p>
<p>     He was waiting for his interview with some dinky little company he</p>
<p>had never heard of.  The wait outside the interview office always made</p>
<p>him nervous and uncomfortable.  Finally the door opened and the</p>
<p>interviewer came out to greet him.  He was a little surprised.  Untill</p>
<p>now all his interviewers had been stuffy old men and women in bland navy</p>
<p>blue suits and no realy distinguishing features.  This interviewer was a</p>
<p>little different.  She was in her mid to late forties but looked pretty</p>
<p>hot for her age and Chuck had been fantasizing about doing it with an</p>
<p>older lady lately.  She had on thin white blouse, a blue mini skirt,</p>
<p>white ankle length tights and blue pumps.  She had beutiful long red</p>
<p>hair, fair skin and Chuck could see a considerable amount of soft brown</p>
<p>freckles down her neckline towards her chest inside her blouse.</p>
<p>     &#8220;This is not what I was expecting, I don&#8217;t think a massive hard on</p>
<p>would be a good first impression here!&#8221;  Chuck thought.  The interviewer</p>
<p>introduced herself and told Chuck to come in and have a seat.  The</p>
<p>interviewer sat across the desk from him and Chuck figured he was saved</p>
<p>as he could not see most of here body because of the desk.  The</p>
<p>interview started off ok but things started getting tougher for Chuck.</p>
<p>not only were the questiones getting more difficult and more personal but</p>
<p>the interviewer leaned back in her chair, kicked her shoes off and put</p>
<p>one leg up on the desk.  &#8220;Oh great, now she&#8217;s flashing her legs at me&#8230;</p>
<p>I&#8217;ll jusy count the wrinkles on her face, that will save me&#8230;. Hmmmm no</p>
<p>wrinkles, I&#8217;ll count freckles.&#8221;  </p>
<p>     As his freckle counting moved on down her neck the interviewer</p>
<p>reached up and scratched her shoulder causing her blouse to shift just</p>
<p>enough for Chcuk to get a clear view straight down the cleveage between</p>
<p>two rather large tits.  Chuck was starting to sweat and looked away</p>
<p>quickly.  As his gaze returned to the interviewer to answer the next</p>
<p>question he saw that her skirt had ridden up and he was getting a</p>
<p>perfect crotch shot right between her legs and to make matters worse</p>
<p>there was a wet spot on her white tights right between her legs.</p>
<p>     Chuck froze, words failed him.  The interviewr looked at him for a</p>
<p>minute then realized his attention was on something else.  She looked</p>
<p>down and saw that his eyes were pinned on the wet spot in her crotch.</p>
<p>She looked at him for a second and as thoughts slipped through her mind</p>
<p>the wet spot began to grow.  It turned her on tremendously to realize</p>
<p>that this young college kid was getting hot over her.  She looked at</p>
<p>Chuck and pretended not to notice what he was staring at.  Instead she</p>
<p>said to him &#8220;It&#8217;s awful hot in here and we have much more to discuss,</p>
<p>why don&#8217;t you take off your jacket and tie and make yourself more</p>
<p>comfortable.  Chuck complied and she watched with pleasure as he removed</p>
<p>his jacket and his tie.  As he turned around to place his jacket on his</p>
<p>chair she took a good look at his ass and she liked what she saw.  As</p>
<p>Chuck sat down he noticed that the wet spot had gotten a lot wetter and</p>
<p>a lot larger.  He licked his lips in nervousness.  At that point the</p>
<p>interviewer decided what she would do.  She had never even considered</p>
<p>such a thing before but she was going to seduce this boy right here in</p>
<p>this office.</p>
<p>     She spread her legs as much as she could and then said &#8220;Do you like</p>
<p>what you see?&#8221;  Chuck looked up and thought &#8220;oh shit, the jigs up, this</p>
<p>job is history.&#8221;  &#8220;Maybe I can make this easier for you.&#8221; she said as</p>
<p>she stood up.  She walked around the desk till she was right in front of</p>
<p>him.  She reached up under skirt, grabbed her tights and pulled them</p>
<p>down and off.  She sat on the edge of the desk and pulled her skirt up</p>
<p>to her waist spreading her legs.  Chuck looked down at the first bare</p>
<p>pussy he had ever seen.  He had never even bought a dirty magazine in</p>
<p>his life. She took his hand and placed it on her mound.  He could not</p>
<p>believe this was happening but he could not resist it either.  He bagan</p>
<p>probing his finger around her hairy red pussy till he found her opening.</p>
<p>He slid his finger all the way in her wet hole and slid it in and out a</p>
<p>few times.  &#8220;would you like to eat me?&#8221;  she asked.  &#8220;well, um, I uh, I</p>
<p>mean I never, um&#8230;&#8221; he tried to respond.  &#8220;you mean you&#8217;ve never eaten</p>
<p>a girl before?&#8221;  she asked.  he looked at her a little embarassed for a</p>
<p>second and she realized &#8220;you&#8217;ve never done it at all have you?&#8221; she</p>
<p>asked.  &#8220;Well, no&#8221;  he said.  &#8220;well I will just have to teach you she</p>
<p>answered.     </p>
<p>     She pressed his head gently down till his mouth was on her pussy.</p>
<p>He kissed it once, then licked it.  It was a little musky but the taste</p>
<p>was better than he expected.  He bagan probing deeper and deeper with</p>
<p>his tongue until he tasted her jiuces dripping into his mouth.  She</p>
<p>moaned and wiggled on the desk for a while holding his head against her</p>
<p>crotch.</p>
<p>     After a few minutes she stood back up, dropped her skirt, removed</p>
<p>her shirt and bra and stood before him totaly naked.  Chuck took in the</p>
<p>view for a minute and then she pressed her tits to his face.  He grabbed</p>
<p>hold of them and felt them and started licking and sucking the nipples.</p>
<p>She reached down and unbuttoned his shirt.  She tugged it off of him and</p>
<p>then pulled him up standing.  She undid his pants and pulled his pants</p>
<p>and underpants down and off in one quick motion.  His shoes popped off</p>
<p>with the tugg of the pants and she pulled the socks off.  Now they were</p>
<p>both naked.  She pushed him down in the chair and then realized that it</p>
<p>would be a good idea to lock the door.  She reached over him and locked</p>
<p>it.  Then she knealt down in front of him.  &#8220;Now it&#8217;s your turn&#8221;  she</p>
<p>said with a smile.</p>
<p>     She took his dick in her hand, stuck her tongue out and swirled her</p>
<p>tongue all around the tip of his dick.  Then she ran her tongue up and</p>
<p>down his shaft.  She saw a drop of precum on his tip and she touched her</p>
<p>Tongue to it licking it up.  She opened her mouth and slid his dick all</p>
<p>the way.  She began sucking, sliding his dick in and out of her mouth</p>
<p>letting him fuck her throat.  She took his whole dick as deep as it</p>
<p>would go.  It did not take long before Chuck starting squirting the</p>
<p>largest load she had ever tasted in her mouth.  She pulled his dick part</p>
<p>way our so that she capture all his come on her tongue and savor every</p>
<p>drop.  He filled her mouth with his hot white cream.  She looked up at</p>
<p>him, opened her mouth showing him all his cum in her mouth.  Then she</p>
<p>swirled her tongue around her mouth swishing the cum around and</p>
<p>swallowed it all.</p>
<p>     She climbed up on the chair and stradled Chuck.  She grabbed his</p>
<p>long pole and guided it into her pussy.  She got the tip just inside her</p>
<p>and held it for a second and then dropped herslef down on it in one</p>
<p>quick motion.  Chuck moaned in ecstasy.  She started sliding up and down</p>
<p>his pole and loved every millimeter of it sliding in and out of her.  It</p>
<p>was average length but much thicker than other dicks she had had inside</p>
<p>her.  She bounced in his lap and fucked him madly.  She clenched her</p>
<p>pussy muscles and squeezed his dick as hard as she could.  After a few</p>
<p>minutes she could feel him squriting deep inside her.  She had never</p>
<p>felt anyone squirt so hard in her before.  The heat and the squirt made</p>
<p>her cum as well.  She had a tremendous orgasm and her juices started</p>
<p>dripping down Chucks pole and onto the chair.  Chuck had blown his load</p>
<p>but she did not let him stop there.  She kept bouncing up and down</p>
<p>riding his pole.  Chuck thought his dick was going to explode she was</p>
<p>fucking him so hard.  She would not even give him a moment to rest.</p>
<p>After a minute she had him cuming in her again.  He was squirting even</p>
<p>harder than before and this made her cum even harder than before.  She</p>
<p>never new it was possible but she came so hard her juices started</p>
<p>squirting out of her all over Chuck and all over the chair.  She stopped</p>
<p>and just held his dick in her.  They hugged each other and relaxed for a</p>
<p>minute.  She sat there and felt his dick as it slowly softened and</p>
<p>shrunk.  She did not let go of it till it went totaly limp and slipped out</p>
<p>of her.  </p>
<p>    She stood up kissed Chuck long and deeply and said &#8220;I would like to</p>
<p>make you an offer, you are definately the type of man I want working</p>
<p>under me!&#8221;  They got dressed and Chuck left the room with an offer in</p>
<p>hand.  Not only was he getting a decent job he was gonna get to ball the</p>
<p>boss every day as well.  Sounded good to him.</p>
<p>     She decided she better switch the wet chair with another one before</p>
<p>her next interviewee arrived.  After a few minutes there was a knock on</p>
<p>the door.  She opened the door and greeted Susan, the next candidate for</p>
<p>the job.  Susan came in, had a seat, sniffed the air and said</p>
<p>questioningly &#8220;It smells like fish in here?&#8221;  The interviewer smiled and</p>
<p>just said &#8220;So tell me Susan?  how do you feel about older women?&#8221;</p>
<p>                      The End</p>
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		<title>tortured by ticking</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Are You Ticklish?
&#8220;What do you mean you don&#8217;t know if you&#8217;re ticklish or not? You&#8217;re
18 years old!&#8221; Bob had been dating Angela for about 2 months. She was
perfect &#8211; 5&#8242;5&#8243;, classic Italian looks, great body, great personality.
She was also the only child of a very wealthy car dealer in town, so she
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<p>&#8220;What do you mean you don&#8217;t know if you&#8217;re ticklish or not? You&#8217;re<br />
18 years old!&#8221; Bob had been dating Angela for about 2 months. She was<br />
perfect &#8211; 5&#8242;5&#8243;, classic Italian looks, great body, great personality.<br />
She was also the only child of a very wealthy car dealer in town, so she<br />
was spoiled rotten, but had also been lonely most of her life.</p>
<p>&#8220;I just said nobody had ever tickled me, so I don&#8217;t know what it is<br />
like,&#8221; she replied. &#8220;I&#8217;ve often wondered.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Your mother or father never tickled you as a child? Or anytime?&#8221; Bob<br />
wondered. &#8220;No, they aren&#8217;t real touching people, so how could I have been?&#8221;</p>
<p>They were sitting on the side of Angela&#8217;s swimming pool. Boy, she<br />
looked great in that blue bikini! Nobody else was home, so Bob had a great<br />
idea. &#8220;Let&#8217;s go inside, and I&#8217;ll find out if you&#8217;re ticklish or not!&#8221;</p>
<p>Angela actually seemed sort of excited by the thought, and she jumped<br />
right up and ran in the house. &#8220;Where should we go?&#8221; she asked. Bob thought<br />
for a moment, then said &#8220;You have a four-poster bed, right?&#8221; She nodded.<br />
&#8220;Go to your bedroom and pull the covers off of the bed, and I&#8217;ll be in in a<br />
minute.&#8221; She ran off.</p>
<p>Bob went into the living room and found what he was looking for &#8212; a large<br />
basket with long, stiff peacock feathers &#8212; and selected two of them. He<br />
started upstairs, but then thought of something else and made a quick detour.</p>
<p>As Bob walked into the room holding the feathers in one hand, Angela<br />
smiled, then asked, &#8220;Why is your other hand behind your back?&#8221; He answered,<br />
&#8220;Well, since we don&#8217;t know if you&#8217;re ticklish, or how ticklish you are, I<br />
thought maybe it wouldn&#8217;t hurt to make sure I didn&#8217;t accidentally get hit or<br />
kicked if you started jerking around.&#8221; He pulled out the neckties he had found<br />
in her father&#8217;s closet and said, &#8220;So, can I tie your hands and feet, just in<br />
case?&#8221;</p>
<p>Angela looked a little unsure for a minute, but then agreed. &#8220;But if I<br />
don&#8217;t like it, when I say STOP, I mean STOP. O.K.?&#8221; Bob also agreed.</p>
<p>Having Angela lay down on the bed, Bob tied one end of the necktie to her<br />
right wrist and pulled her arm over her head to secure it to the bedpost. Going<br />
to her left side, he did the same with her left wrist. He then repeated this<br />
with both of her feet, leaving her bound spread-eagle and absolutely helpless.</p>
<p>Bob sat down on the bed next to her and said, &#8220;Are you sure you want to<br />
do this?&#8221; She nodded her head, not quite sure what she may be in for. &#8220;O.K.!<br />
Here goes!!!&#8221;</p>
<p>Taking one of the feathers, he started at her left wrist and began slowly<br />
sliding it down her arm. She did nothing. He got closer and closer to her<br />
underarm, until she should have been writhing in agony. She didn&#8217;t flinch. He<br />
picked up the other feather and used both of them on her armpits, sides, and<br />
stomach. Nothing. Not even a smile.</p>
<p>Now sort of disappointed, he moved down a little and ran the feathers up<br />
and down her soft inner thighs. Her eyes widened, and she started to wiggle a<br />
bit. &#8220;What is that?&#8221; she asked amazedly. &#8220;That, my dear, is the start of your<br />
ticklishness.&#8221; He continued stroking her legs, and was rewarded with more<br />
squirming and some laughter.</p>
<p>Tiring of this after 15 minutes, he dropped the feathers and gently took<br />
a knee in each hand and began tweaking them. She jumped around a little, but<br />
not much. Then he reached underneath her to grab the backs of her legs, and<br />
did the same thing. Now, she went wild! While she laughed uncontrollably and<br />
tried to pull out of the ties, he tickled her for another 10 minutes.</p>
<p>When he finished, she was panting and sweating and looked at him and said,<br />
&#8220;I don&#8217;t think I care for being tickled. Untie me please.&#8221;</p>
<p>With a devilish look in his eye, he innocently commented, &#8220;But I haven&#8217;t<br />
gotten to your feet yet!&#8221; She didn&#8217;t even want to try though, insisting he<br />
release her.</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry you feel that way, Angie, but I can&#8217;t. I wouldn&#8217;t feel I had<br />
fulfilled my duty to you if I didn&#8217;t help you find out if your feet were<br />
ticklish or not!&#8221;</p>
<p>Pulling a chair up to the end of the bed, Bob sat down at Angela&#8217;s feet.<br />
&#8220;You promised you would stop when I said to!&#8221; Angela screamed. &#8220;Sorry,&#8221;<br />
was his only answer.</p>
<p>Taking a feather in each hand again, he began lightly running them up and<br />
down the tops of Angela&#8217;s feet. Starting to get a smug grin back on her face,<br />
Angela laughed and said, &#8220;Ha! Doesn&#8217;t do a thing. Now untie me!&#8221; Instead of<br />
replying, Bob switched the feathers to the bottoms of her feet. Immediately<br />
she regretted being smart-mouthed, and began giggling. &#8220;Please, stop. I can&#8217;t<br />
take any more!&#8221; &#8220;No, we have to make sure you are really ticklish on your feet!<br />
This is just the beginning!&#8221;</p>
<p>Taking the pencil-like tips of the feathers, he attacked her insteps and<br />
heels without mercy, continuing for 15 minutes this way. NOW, she was begging<br />
for him to stop. But still no relief.</p>
<p>Now he ran both ends of the feathers between her toes, creating a new wave<br />
of chuckling and pleading.</p>
<p>Trying a new tactic, he found a ball-point pen and wrote &#8216;Bob loves Angela&#8217;<br />
one each sole 5 times. &#8220;Oh, look. Your feet are dirty! I&#8217;ll have to wash<br />
them for you!&#8221;</p>
<p>Going into her bathroom, he half-filled a bucket with warm, soapy water and<br />
found a soft scrub brush. As he sat down, she realized what would happen, and<br />
pulled even harder on the neckties, but he had tied her well.</p>
<p>Nearly in tears from the previous torture, she looked at him with puppy<br />
dog eyes and said, &#8220;I beg you not to do this. Please?&#8221; He almost relented,<br />
but something said &#8220;Why not?&#8221; So it began.</p>
<p>Dipping the brush into the water, he then brought it to the sole of her<br />
right foot. &#8220;Still say &#8216;Doesn&#8217;t do a thing?&#8217;&#8221; he taunted. Holding the top of<br />
her foot with one hand he scrubbed lightly but firmly across the arch, instep,<br />
heel and under the toes of the foot, soaping it up good, but not removing much<br />
ink. &#8220;This brush isn&#8217;t doing much good (although she had almost passed out from<br />
being tickled so much) maybe I&#8217;ll try this nice sponge.&#8221; Thoroughly wetting the<br />
sponge, he then applied that to her bare sole, again making her writhe and<br />
scream. </p>
<p>Now he transferred his attentions to her left foot, with the same results.<br />
She was getting tired, and crying from laughing so hard, so she just lay there,<br />
occasionally jerking of jumping, but still unable to escape.</p>
<p>Her feet were now clean, and he produced a nice, fluffy towel to dry them<br />
on. He then kissed each foot on the sole, each knee, each thigh, her tummy,<br />
and gently licked and kissed each underarm (with the licking making her squirm<br />
around and hoarsely whisper &#8220;PLEASE STOP&#8221;). Then he kissed her hard and long<br />
on the lips and asked, &#8220;Are you mad at me for not untying you? &#8216;Cause if you<br />
are, I can ask your feet instead!&#8221;</p>
<p>With a look of near-terror in her eyes, she vigorously shook her head and<br />
said, &#8220;NO, I&#8217;m not mad!&#8221; Being bound and tickled for 2 hours left her limply<br />
lying there when he untied her. He lay down next to her and began to caress<br />
her face. &#8220;I think it&#8217;s time I help you find out if you&#8217;re ticklish, buddy!&#8221;<br />
she exclaimed. He did decided it was only fair, and allowed her to tie his<br />
wrists and ankles. He&#8217;d tell her later that he wasn&#8217;t ticklish!!!! </p>
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Hello all ISS readers! I am back again with a hot sizzling story. As you knows me IÐ¢m Abhishek Singh 18 male living in Delhi near mother dairy of Pandav Nagar. I will hope that u will enjoy the story. Mail me any comments, queries or anything on lusty_passion@hotmail.com or lusty_passion@rediffmail.com.
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By: abhishek singh<br />
Hello all ISS readers! I am back again with a hot sizzling story. As you knows me IÐ¢m Abhishek Singh 18 male living in Delhi near mother dairy of Pandav Nagar. I will hope that u will enjoy the story. Mail me any comments, queries or anything on lusty_passion@hotmail.com or lusty_passion@rediffmail.com.<br />
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Catherine was an easy living girl. She studied at the University of Boston and was 21. She really love to go out and have fun at parties Ð¦ and after them as well. She was a medium-sized, very pretty, young woman. She had nice blonde hair, a bit longer than shoulder-length and pretty, a bit girlish face with a nice, seductive laugh. She had quite a slim body, with a fine ass and B-cupped breasts, that were not very big, just a nice, small handful.<br />
At tonight&#8217;s students party she got to know one of the elder student girls. Her name was Nina, and at the age of 24 she was three years older than herself. She too was quite a funny and somehow cool and tough girl. She was dressed in very tight fitting blue jeans and a jeans blouse too, while Catherine wore a white blouse and jeans. Nina was only a very little taller than Catherine and she too had a very sportive and slim figure, her breasts were even a bit smaller than Catherine&#8217;s. She had long, black hair, reaching down well over her shoulders. Her face was really beautiful and she always had that cool expression.<br />
The two girls had started chatting and having fun and soon Catherine got to know that Nina was strictly lesbian. Catherine had never before had any lesbian experiences. She was a bit fascinated by that women, that started flirting with her. They began an argue about what was the better sex Ð¦ lesbian or hetero and it was not long till Nina suggested a bet: she said that she could make Catherine cum by just pleasuring her breast with her mouth. If she really made it Catherine would spend the night with her.<br />
Catherine was in fun mood and also got very excited by that bet and so she quickly agreed and the two party girls made for Nina&#8217;s room.<br />
&#8220;So let&#8217;s get started, Catherine. It will not take me long to make you cum. You are already mine for tonight, little hetero girl,&#8221; Nina teased her. &#8220;So open your blouse for me and give me access to my work!&#8221;<br />
&#8220;But I want to see your tits, too,&#8221; Catherine replied. &#8220;What a pleasure for me. You are on the right way, Babe!&#8221;<br />
The two girls loved. Catherine loved the way Nina talked. Both girls started unbuttoning their blouses. Catherine had seen a lot of naked breasts in her life, but for the first time she looked at breasts in a sexually orientated way. And somehow it made her hot. She found the quiet, flat, but very firm breasts with slightly aroused nipples really very sexy.<br />
Nina too loved the sight of Catherine&#8217;s pair of tits. With her hands she grabbed for both breasts and let her fingers gently play.<br />
&#8220;Which one shall I take? Hmmm. I will start where your heart is. So I take the left.&#8221;<br />
Nina did not waste any time. Her left hand felt out Catherine&#8217;s left breast. She was very gentle and soft. Her fingers tenderly stroke over her skin, rounded the breast, teased the undersides, gently played around the sensitive area around her nipple and of course did not forget to rub her nipple. Within seconds Catherine was standing rock hard.<br />
Catherine did not have big nipples. Even when fully erect they were rather small, but they were really sensitive. From the first moment Catherine felt a wave of pleasure sweeping through her body. She felt an arousal make her blood rush; and it were not only her nipples that showed the signs of her sexual arousal; very soon her pussy was getting moist, was getting wet with her sweat, creamy love juices. She would have loved to take her hand into her jean and use her fingers on her pussy. But she did not dare that; instead her hand went to her right breast and her own fingers started playing with her other nipple.<br />
It was not only the very experienced and very sexy touching of Nina but maybe even more the arousing situation of doing such a naughty bet, and of doing it with another woman, of experiencing a lesbian situation for the first time.<br />
Catherine looked down and highly aroused watched as Nina now brought her mouth to her breast. With quick and teasing butterfly kisses she covered every inch of the skin of her breasts. Her red, wet lips were eagerly kissing and the sight of it almost took Catherine&#8217;s breath.<br />
Soon Nina&#8217;s warm, wet kisses reached the area around her nipple. She was very sensitive there. Moans escaped her mouth. Nina also used her tongue. She licked along the undersides of her breast and up again to the surroundings of her nipple. The wet, teasing, tongue circled her nipple area and over and over again touched her rock hard, erect nipple.<br />
Catherine could not take her eyes of Nina&#8217;s beautiful face so close at he breast and at her mouth, lips and tongue that were teasing, pleasuring her breast in an experienced, arousing way, it never had been before.<br />
With short, quick and hard licks Nina tongue now added one gear of arousal. Catherine&#8217;s already fully erect nipple seemed to grow even more. She now really moaned with lust. She stood against the wall of the room, moaned with lust and pleasure and watched Nina pleasure her breast.<br />
Wilder and harder became Nina&#8217;s tongue licks and then her whole mouth went over her nipple. Her lips closed around the erect nipple. Her tongue still circled the nipple within her mouth, made it wet and hot, before she eagerly started sucking it.<br />
Nina&#8217;s own nipples were rock hard now too and she could not resist her own urges and so her free hand went between her legs rubbing against her jean at her crotch area and thus giving herself a bit of additional pleasure to her meanwhile wet pussy.<br />
The sucking made Catherine to moan constantly. She already knew that she had lost the bet and even if she would not cum, she knew one thing: that she definitely wanted to spend the night with this hot girl. But she wanted to cum and she knew she already was close to it.<br />
Her eyes still were fixed to her own left breast, her hand still was playing with her right nipple. She saw and felt as Nina&#8217;s mouth was sucking deeper and harder, as her lips were parting more and more and so she now had not only her nipple but almost two thirds of her whole breast within her wet, warm mouth.<br />
Nina sucked her whole breast, licked the skin of it within her mouth, circled her nipple area and licked hard against the nipple Ð¦ all within her eager mouth.<br />
Alone the picture of that pretty girl having almost all her breast sucked into her mouth and the feeling of the warmth and wetness made Catherine reach the edge.<br />
Nina&#8217;s experienced mouth now went up and down her breast, going back to only her nipple and sucking it and opening up more again and suck her whole breast again. Leaving traces of wetness at Catherine&#8217;s breast skin. Always using her tongue against the erect nipple when sucking the whole breast. Over and over again the 24year old student thus pleasured her breast and her nipple, she gently bit the nipple and softly sucked, kissed and licked it and then she sucked her whole breast again into her mouth, still licking against the nipple.<br />
A shiver of pleasure and lust ran through Catherine&#8217;s body as she reached the climax and her orgasm came really hard. With her hands she now pressed Nina&#8217;s head against her breast, her knees were week.<br />
Her eyes were closed as the still breast sucking Nina looked up and into Catherine&#8217;s face. She could see the pure sexual pleasure in it. The lesbian student new that she had not only won the bet.<br />
Nina softly and tenderly kissed the over-all wet breast and nipple good-bye, after Catherine&#8217;s huge orgasm had subsided a bit. She stood close to the younger student and looked deeply into her eyes.<br />
Nina grinned: &#8220;You are mine now, I guess!&#8221; &#8220;If its all like this I will love to be yours not only for this night,&#8221; Catherine whispered still exhausted but somehow already aroused again.<br />
Nina lay her hand between Catherine&#8217;s legs and rubbed against her pussy area. She knew how wet she would be. The two girls started kissing and Nina slowly moved her price towards her bed.<br />
She would show Catherine that there were even better pleasures than what she had just experiencedÐ•</p>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As I walked in the door, coming home from the office, I saw my wife Carolyn<br />
standing by the cabinet preparing dinner.  Carolyn has a body built like a<br />
brick shit house with all the fixtures in the right place.  Today she looked<br />
especially good wearing a skimpy halter top with a pair of low cut shorts that<br />
fit snugly around her ass with the outline of her bikini panties showing<br />
through.</p>
<p>Crossing the room and walking up behind her I reached around and cupped one of<br />
her tits with my hand while caressing her ass with the other and gave her a<br />
little nibble on the earlobe.  &#8220;Whats for dinner?&#8221; I asked while dropping my<br />
hand from her tit to rub her cunt suggestively.</p>
<p>&#8220;Company&#8221; she replied.</p>
<p>I heard a voice from the den calling &#8220;Come on in, we have the fire going.&#8221;  As<br />
I entered the room, Ron, a friend of the family rose from a recliner with a<br />
drink in his hand and a bulge in the front of his pants.  &#8220;You horny old<br />
bastard&#8221; I said, &#8220;What the hell are you doing over here?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;His wife is out of town and he was lonely so I asked him over for dinner and<br />
drinks.&#8221; Carolyn said as she came into the room bringing me a drink.</p>
<p>Kicking off my shoes I sat on the couch, sipped my drink and watched Carolyn<br />
walk back into the kitchen, her ass moving like two pigs caught in a gunny<br />
sack.  As I thought of what could have been, my dick started to swell and I<br />
realized what Ron probably was thinking when I came home.</p>
<p>At dinner Ron could not keep his eyes off Carolyn, everytime she leaned over<br />
the table her tits bulged against the halter top with the nipples pressing<br />
against the cloth.  I noticed that as she moved around the table she found<br />
several excuses to bump both Ron and myself with her ass, one time rubbing her<br />
cunt on Ron&#8217;s shoulder.</p>
<p>After dinner we all got fresh drinks and moved back into the den.  Sitting on<br />
the floor in front of the fire Carolyn stretched her legs out and ran her hand<br />
slowly up and down the inside of her thigh.</p>
<p>Ron and I sat on either side of her sipped our drinks and watched the fire<br />
burn, while I was thinking of the fun we could be having if only he wasn&#8217;t<br />
here.</p>
<p>As the alcohol and warmth from the fire took effect I draped my arm over<br />
Carolyn&#8217;s shoulder and let my hand drop into the top of her halter.  Slowly<br />
rubbing and kneading the nipple of her titty I looked over to find Ron staring<br />
at her mound and rubbing the bulge in his pants.  I caught his eye and nodded<br />
at Carolyn&#8217;s halter top and my hand.</p>
<p>As Carolyn leaned her head back and closed her eyes, Ron put his hand under<br />
her halter and began to caress her other tit.  After a few minutes she began<br />
to moan softly under her breath and move her ass back and forth over the<br />
carpet.</p>
<p>I unsnapped the halter top from the back and letting it fall leaned over and<br />
began sucking and licking the nipple on my titty while Ron started to suck on<br />
the nipple he was working on.  As I sucked on Carolyn&#8217;s tit my dick got larger<br />
and harder until I thought that it would break the zipper on my pants.<br />
Looking up I saw that Carolyn was rubbing the bulge in Rons pants and as I<br />
watched she slowly unzipped him and pulled out 8 inches of the hardest dick I<br />
have ever seen.</p>
<p>&#8220;Lets see what you have in here.&#8221; Carolyn whispered as she turned to me and<br />
began to open my trousers.  Reaching in she pulled out my throbbing prick.</p>
<p>Leaning back on the couch Carolyn took Ron&#8217;s dick with her other hand and<br />
clasping both shafts she began to slowly squeeze and massage them while<br />
running her thumbs around and over the heads of our dicks.  As our pricks got<br />
harder and larger Carolyn rotated her cute little ass seductively and said in<br />
a low sultry voice &#8220;What a pair of joy sticks. I can&#8217;t wait to see what you<br />
boys are going to do with them.&#8221;</p>
<p>Continuing to slowly suck on Carol&#8217;s nipple I eased my hand into her shorts<br />
and down to her slit, rubbing and caressing her mound and clit as I went.<br />
Slipping my fuck finger into her hot slippery cunt I began to run it in and<br />
out sliding it over her clit.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh shit, that feels good.&#8221; Carolyn moaned as she began to jack off both Ron<br />
and I while humping her slit on my finger.</p>
<p>Taking Carol&#8217;s hand from his prick, Ron clasped her head with both hands and<br />
gave her a long deep tongue kiss, probing deep into her mouth, then slowly<br />
lowered her head to his swollen, throbbing dick.</p>
<p>&#8220;Come on, Baby. Give me a blow job.&#8221; Ron breathed. &#8220;Lets get those lips<br />
working on old Ron&#8217;s dick.&#8221; he pleaded.</p>
<p>As I watched, Carolyn turned over onto her knees, ran her tongue around the<br />
head of his dick licking every inch of it and slowly took that enlarged prod<br />
into her mouth and began to suck it while moaning and humping her ass back and<br />
forth.</p>
<p>Getting on my knees behind Carolyn I watched her suck Rons dick while he lay<br />
back with eyes closed, running his hands through her long black hair and<br />
pumping that rod in and out of her mouth I slowly began to masturbate with one<br />
hand while with the other I pulled her shorts and panties down around her<br />
knees.</p>
<p>Knowing what was coming Carolyn began to suck faster and faster on Rons dick<br />
while twisting her ass in the air and moaning.  Rubbing the head of my dick up<br />
and down the crack of her ass I reached between her legs with my other hand<br />
and began to massage her hot slippery little cunt, slowly running a finger up<br />
into it and pulling it out then lightly running the tip of my finger around<br />
her clit, pushing it back and forth until it stood out like a miniature prick.</p>
<p>Moaning and groaning she pumped her ass faster in the air, and attacked Ron&#8217;s<br />
dick with a vengeance. The faster she sucked on his dick the more I rubbed her<br />
ass with mine and the harder I rubbed her clit.  As Ron began to gyrate his<br />
hips he grabbed Carolyn&#8217;s head with both hands and crying &#8220;GODDAMN THATS GOOD&#8221;<br />
he began to fuck her in the mouth while I stroked her cunt faster and faster.</p>
<p>By this time my prick was so hard a cat couldn&#8217;t scratch it and was throbbing<br />
with desire.  Grabbing her ass with both hands, spreading it wide and opening<br />
her little pussy I shoved 10 inches of swollen dick so deep in her cunt that<br />
my balls were banging her ass.  Raising her head from Ron&#8217;s dick she begged<br />
&#8220;FUCK ME, FUCK ME HARD, GODDAMNIT GIVE ME SOME DICK&#8221; before Ron grabbed her by<br />
the hair and stuck his prick back into her mouth.<br />
<span id="more-6"></span><br />
&#8220;Suck me!&#8221; Ron pleaded. &#8220;SUCK MY DICK, BITCH.&#8221;</p>
<p>As I began stroking my 10 inch dick in and out of Carolyns tight little cunt,<br />
she was working on the head of Ron&#8217;s dick like it was an all day sucker.<br />
Sliding it in and out of her mouth while slowly running her fingers over Ron&#8217;s<br />
balls, moaning &#8220;Give me some more dick&#8221; and pushing her tight ass back against<br />
my stomach.</p>
<p>Ron began frantically to move his hips, thrusting his rock hard prick faster<br />
and faster into Carolyns mouth while grunting &#8220;uuhhh uuhhh I&#8217;m cuming, oh shit<br />
I&#8217;m cuming&#8221;.</p>
<p>Jerking his throbbing cock out of Carolyn&#8217;s mouth Ron grabbed it with his<br />
hand, gave it one pump and erupted.  Squirting cum over Carolyn&#8217;s face, Ron<br />
jerked his hips back and forth rubbing his prick over Carolyn&#8217;s lips and<br />
cheeks while she licked the side of his shaft sucking up every last drop of<br />
golden cum.</p>
<p>As I watched Ron shoot his cum into my wife&#8217;s face I was steadily running my<br />
10 inches of meat into her cunt, driving it in so deep that my balls were<br />
slapping on her ass every stroke I made.  Carolyn suddenly buried her face in<br />
Ron&#8217;s pubic hair, tensed her body and while wildly gyrating her ass cried<br />
&#8220;SHIT, I&#8217;M CUMING. OH SHIT, GIVE IT TO ME, GIVE IT TO ME, PUT IT TO ME HARD,<br />
OHHH SSHHITT!&#8221;</p>
<p>As she shook her ass, her little pussy began to contract around the shaft of<br />
my cock, contracting and loosening it felt like she was trying to eat my dick<br />
with her cunt.  Faster and faster I poured the dick to her until with a great<br />
spasm my back stiffened and I put it in all the way to the root while my dick<br />
jerked and bucked squirting cum into her belly.  After several spasms cum was<br />
running around my prick, trickling down the lips of her pussy  and running<br />
down her thighs. With a final sigh I fell to the floor while Carolyn, her face<br />
still buried in Ron&#8217;s crotch dropped off her knees, her cum smeared pussy<br />
falling across my face.</p>
<p>&#8220;So this is what goes on while I am away!&#8221; a voice said.</p>
<p>Looking up we saw Joyce, Ron&#8217;s wife standing in the doorway with her hand on<br />
her hip.</p>
<p>&#8220;I should have known that you dirty bastards were having a party balling each<br />
other.&#8221; she said.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well I caught you at it and now you are just going to have to do it again,<br />
with me included this time.&#8221; Joyce said as she slipped her dress down over her<br />
hips and stepped out of it. Unsnapping her bra and dropping it to the floor<br />
Joyce stepped toward us.</p>
<p>                                  Chapter Two</p>
<p>As Joyce pulled into the drive she noticed the house was dark although Ron&#8217;s<br />
car was in the garage.</p>
<p>&#8220;Ron must be next door visiting with Odell and Carolyn&#8221; she thought as she<br />
turned off the engine and opened the door.  Crossing the yard, she walked to<br />
Odell&#8217;s front door and started to ring the bell when she noticed the door was<br />
slightly ajar.</p>
<p>Pushing the door open she started to call out for someone when she heard<br />
someone cry &#8220;SUCK MY DICK, BITCH.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;That sounds like Ron&#8221; she thought and quietly entered the house and walked<br />
down the hall to the den door.  Stopping in the doorway she saw her husband,<br />
Ron lying on his back with Carolyn kneeling beside him, working on his dick<br />
with her lips and tongue, while Carolyn&#8217;s husband Odell was on his knees<br />
behind her grunting with passion and slamming his 10 inch cock into Carolyn&#8217;s<br />
cunt.</p>
<p>Breathlessly Joyce leaned in the doorway watching Carolyn grunt and moan,<br />
humping her ass on Odell&#8217;s prick and getting balled from both ends.</p>
<p>Joyce felt her pussy warming as the nipples under her dress hardened and<br />
erected.  Opening the buttons on her dress Joyce let it slide from her<br />
shoulders and drop to the floor.</p>
<p>Pantiless and wearing nothing under her dress but a black lace garter belt<br />
fastened to her black hose, Joyce reached for her cunt and began to run her<br />
fingertip over her clit while with her other hand she rubbed and caressed her<br />
titty.</p>
<p>As Joyce&#8217;s clit got harder, her pussy became swollen with passion and hot<br />
slippery love juice flowed across her cunt lips and down her thigh. Joyce,<br />
moaning with pleasure, slipped her finger into her slit and began slowly<br />
fucking herself as she watched the action. As her finger became covered with<br />
her love juice, Joyce would raise it to her mouth and run her tongue around it<br />
licking off her juices before returning it to her cunt continuing to fuck<br />
herself.</p>
<p>Her pussy got hotter and hotter, swelling with the love juices flowing as she<br />
watched the three on the floor.  Suddenly Ron pulled his dick from Carolyn&#8217;s<br />
mouth and shot cum all over her face as Carolyn cried &#8220;Oh shit I&#8221;m cuming.<br />
Give it to me&#8221; and began banging her ass harder and faster back on Odell&#8217;s<br />
prong.</p>
<p>While Odell kept stroking his hot, throbbing cock into Carolyn&#8217;s pussy, Joyce,<br />
gasping for breath was pumping her finger in and out of her slit and as Odell<br />
spasmed, cried out and started pumping cum into Carolyn&#8217;s twat Joyce gasped.<br />
Her cunt contracted, twitched and a tremendous shudder ran over her body as<br />
she had a violent orgasm.</p>
<p>The three people on the floor collapsed into a mass of tangled bodies as Joyce<br />
slid her finger from her twat, running the tip over her quivering little clit,<br />
and leaned weakly against the doorjamb.</p>
<p>After a moment Joyce stood up and said &#8220;So this is what goes on while I am<br />
away!.  I should have known that you dirty bastards were having a party<br />
balling each other.&#8221; she said.  &#8220;Well I caught you at it and now you are just<br />
going to have to do it again, with me included this time.&#8221; Joyce said as she<br />
began to walk across the room toward us.</p>
<p>Joyce was a tall slim woman with long blonde hair that fell to her waist.  As<br />
she walked toward us she pulled her hair over her shoulders so it fell across<br />
her breasts and partially covered them, leaving just the hardened nipples<br />
protruding through.  Wearing no panties, her blonde pubic bush stood out in<br />
the black frame of her garter belt and hose.  Her little twat glistened with<br />
moisture and desire as she approached Odell.</p>
<p>While doing a seductive bump and grind with her hips Joyce approached Odell,<br />
who was sitting on the floor, and putting her legs over his shoulders placed<br />
her hot little slippery cunt in front of his face.</p>
<p>Taking her long blond hair and wrapping it around Odell&#8217;s head she slowly<br />
pulled his mouth to her slit.</p>
<p>&#8220;Odell, honey&#8221; she whispered, &#8220;I watched while Carolyn gave my husband a<br />
tremendous blow job. Wouldn&#8217;t you like to repay the favor with my hot little<br />
ass?&#8221;</p>
<p>As she whispered Joyce began to move her hips sliding her pussy over Odell&#8217;s<br />
face, smearing love juice over his lips.  Hungrily Odell&#8217;s tongue darted out<br />
tickling Joyce&#8217;s erect clit and entered her slit, lapping and sucking at her<br />
lips.</p>
<p>As Odell sucked at Joyce&#8217;s honey box, his dick, swollen and erect, was<br />
throbbing with desire.  Placing one arm around Joyce&#8217;s ass, pulling her cunt<br />
even closer to his questing tongue, Odell began to rub and massage his prick<br />
with the other.</p>
<p>While watching his wife being eaten by Carolyn&#8217;s husband, Ron slid across the<br />
floor and sitting behind Carolyn, pulled her back between his legs. Reaching<br />
around her body, Ron began to rub and caress Carolyn&#8217;s swollen breasts with<br />
one hand while gently probing in her cunt with the fingers of the other.</p>
<p>As he fondled Carolyn and watched Odell eat Joyce, Ron&#8217;s cock began hardening<br />
and growing, running up Carolyn&#8217;s back. As it began throbbing with passion,<br />
Ron started hunching his hips and sliding his rock hard prong on Carolyn&#8217;s<br />
spine.</p>
<p>Pressing back against the red hot poker on her back, Carolyn lifted her hips<br />
so Ron could slide his greedy fingers further into her honey box.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh God, that feels good&#8221; she crooned as she twitched her pussy muscles around<br />
Ron&#8217;s fingers.</p>
<p>&#8220;Sonofabitch!&#8221; Joyce exclaimed thrusting her golden cunt on the stiff tongue<br />
that was working in it. Pulling Odell&#8217;s face even closer to her crotch, she<br />
twisted and wiggled her ass to get all the tongue he had.</p>
<p>As Joyce was humping his face with her twat, Odell began to run his hand over<br />
his stiff prod.  Unable to constrain himself he started jacking off as he<br />
licked and sucked all the goodies from Joyce&#8217;s slit, with a huge eruption<br />
Odell shot his wad of cum into the air splattering it across Joyce&#8217;s ass.</p>
<p>When Odell shot his wad, his wife Carolyn groaned, turned over on her back and<br />
pulled Ron up between her quivering thighs.  Raising her legs over Ron&#8217;s<br />
shoulders she reached between her legs, got Ron&#8217;s rock hard pecker and ran the<br />
swollen head through her cunt hair and around her clit.  Easing the head of<br />
Ron&#8217;s dick into her hot slippery cunt, Carolyn grabbed his ass and pulled him<br />
into her.</p>
<p>As Ron&#8217;s cock slid to the bottom of her hot little box Carolyn groaned &#8220;Oh<br />
shit, I love that dick.  God, I love to fuck.  Please give it to me, PLEASE.&#8221;</p>
<p>As Joyce felt Odell&#8217;s gob of cum splatter her ass, she slowly removed her<br />
pussy from his mouth and pushing him onto his back, slid down his body until<br />
she could take his still jerking meat into her mouth.  As she licked and<br />
sucked on his prick it began to grow larger in her mouth, swelling until it<br />
reached it&#8217;s full 10 inches in length. Sliding her lips down the shaft of<br />
Odell&#8217;s dick Joyce licked his swollen balls and gently took them into her<br />
mouth, rolling them around with her tongue while running her fingers around<br />
the head of his dick.</p>
<p>As Odell moaned and twisted his hips, his swollen prick jerking in the air,<br />
Joyce raised up and straddling his rock hard member, lowered her burning cunt<br />
over it.</p>
<p>As he entered Joyce&#8217;s slit. Odell pulled her down to him and taking a titty in<br />
his mouth began to suck and nibble on her stiff nipple while pouring his meat<br />
to her cunt.</p>
<p>While his wife was getting the meat put to her by Odell, Ron still had<br />
Carolyn&#8217;s ass in the air, with her legs over his shoulders and one of her tits<br />
in each hand.  As he squeezed her tits, rolling her nipples around, he was<br />
slamming his dick into her pussy so hard Carolyn would grunt with passion and<br />
slide on the carpet every time he stroked her.</p>
<p>&#8220;Give me more, give me some more dick!&#8221; Carolyn pleaded as she bucked and<br />
rolled her ass. &#8220;OH FUCK!&#8221; Ron shouted as he ran his prick to the bottom of<br />
Carolyn&#8217;s box stiffened, squeezed her tits with both hands and shot a load of<br />
cum into Carolyn&#8217;s cunt from his jerking prick.</p>
<p>As Ron shot his wad, with his quivering prick in her pussy, Carolyn with a<br />
long groan, began to wildly shake her ass and contract her pussy around his<br />
stiff prick.</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh shit, I&#8217;m cuming, I&#8217;m cuming!&#8221; she exclaimed as she pulled Ron down to her<br />
mouth. Running her tongue into Ron&#8217;s mouth she passionately kissed him as her<br />
orgasm roared to a climax.</p>
<p>Hearing Carolyn as she was cuming, Joyce worked her twat on Odell&#8217;s big pole<br />
in ever faster circles until with a loud gasp she jerked her burning ass down,<br />
burying Odell&#8217;s dick to the root as her hot slippery cunt contracted, spasmed<br />
and began to violently twitch.</p>
<p>Deep in the throes of an orgasm Joyce was slowly grinding her hips on Odell&#8217;s<br />
groin when with a loud &#8220;AAAHHH SSSHHIT&#8221; Odell began to frantically pump his<br />
pulsating prick into her slit.</p>
<p>With a huge eruption Odell&#8217;s dick jerked, spouted and shot his load of cum up<br />
into Joyce&#8217;s tight pulsating twat.  As her cunt contracted and squeezed the<br />
last drop of cum from his dick Joyce dropped onto Odell&#8217;s chest and rolling to<br />
his side took his dick into her mouth and began to suck the cum from it.</p>
<p>As Joyce cleaned Odell&#8217;s prick both Ron and Carolyn moved into place with Ron<br />
sliding is head between Joyce&#8217;s thighs and tonguing her slit sucking up<br />
Odell&#8217;s cum .  Carolyn slid her cunt into Odell&#8217;s face and then took Ron&#8217;s<br />
prick and running her tongue around the shaft and over the head lovingly<br />
sucked the juice from it.</p>
<p>Raising her head from Odell&#8217;s dick and temporarily breaking the daisy chain,<br />
Joyce said &#8220;See, Assholes, it would be much better if you wait for me next<br />
time.&#8221;<br />
                                      FINI</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[      I have been thinking  much about Dianne lately.  You see,  she is a very
beautiful single woman, very open sexually,  and very caring for others (it is
difficult for a man, and some women, to resist such a combination).  I met her
several months  ago &#8212; [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>      I have been thinking  much about Dianne lately.  You see,  she is a very<br />
beautiful single woman, very open sexually,  and very caring for others (it is<br />
difficult for a man, and some women, to resist such a combination).  I met her<br />
several months  ago &#8212; of  all places  &#8212; in the  waiting room of  my dentist,<br />
where  she shared  with me  her business  (which is  of no  relevance to  this<br />
story).   My wife,  Kristin, and  I  decided a  few  weeks later  to join  her<br />
business venture,  and because of this  association we have since  developed a<br />
very close friendship with Dianne.</p>
<p>      Kristin apparently  has also of late  been thinking a lot  about Dianne.<br />
The signs are obvious &#8212; daily phone  calls, visits to her apartment, her name<br />
being brought up in our conversation, etc.  Last week, Dianne and Kristin went<br />
backpacking by  themselves to the local  wilderness area while I  kept our two<br />
kids at home  (it is important for  my wife, a financial planner,  to get away<br />
from the daily grind and enjoy her friends apart from me)&#8230;.</p>
<p>      Last Friday, Dianne called me up and  wanted me to meet her for lunch at<br />
our favorite  restaurant.  After  a light  lunch with  some equally  light but<br />
strangely forced  conversation, Dianne looked  into my  eyes with a  look that<br />
I&#8217;ve never  seen before, a look  of fear combined  with a look of  desire, and<br />
asked, &#8220;Mark, it  is difficult for me to  say this, but I have  fallen in love<br />
with both you and Kristin.&#8221;</p>
<p>      I didn&#8217;t know how to respond to this.  On the one hand, my sexual desire<br />
for  her  was burning  bright,  and  I got  excited  about  what was  soon  to<br />
transpire,  yet  her simultaneous  love  for  my  wife confused,  scared,  and<br />
intrigued me.  What  could I say?  I  looked at her for a  moment, and without<br />
thinking I said, &#8220;Does Kristin know your  feelings for her?  As far as I know,<br />
Kristin is straight, and has never  in our relationship stated anything to the<br />
contrary.  All  I know is that  my desire for you  is very strong, and  that I<br />
have wanted for several weeks to make love to you.&#8221;</p>
<p>      &#8220;I know about your feelings for me,&#8221;  Dianne replied, &#8220;I could see it in<br />
your actions, in  your words, and in  your eyes.  And my feelings  for you are<br />
just as strong.  Kristin  knows about my love for her and for  you, and she is<br />
in love  with me as she  is in love with  you.  It was during  our backpacking<br />
trip that we expressed our love for one another.&#8221;</p>
<p>      I didn&#8217;t know what to think, I was really confused by my feelings.  &#8220;But<br />
why are you telling me this?  What do  you want from me if you and Kristin are<br />
lovers?&#8221; I asked.</p>
<p>      Dianne replied,  &#8220;Kristin wanted me to  tell you these things  if I felt<br />
from our conversation  that it would not damage your  marriage relationship &#8211;<br />
she wants me to  tell you that she still loves you deeply.   She has known for<br />
awhile  that you  were infatuated  with  me.  You  know, women  can see  these<br />
things.  I desire you  so much and I want to make love  to you.  Let&#8217;s go back<br />
to my apartment  and there we can  enjoy one another and talk  more about this<br />
crazy situation.&#8221;</p>
<p>      Making love  to Dianne  that afternoon was  heavenly.  Her  body, though<br />
short, was well proportioned, more like a 21 year old rather than her real age<br />
of 35.  Her breasts were not large, and not small, but were of the right size,<br />
firm and did not sag one bit &#8212;  taking her brassiere off, which was a low-cut<br />
front snap  design, was an  experience I&#8217;ll never  forget.  When I  cupped her<br />
breasts in my smallish hands, I wished  that I could become her brassiere so I<br />
could cup  her breasts all  day.  And Dianne was  sexually free, boy,  was she<br />
free.  She  was even more open  about her sexuality than  Kristin, and Kristin<br />
has always been a tiger in bed.</p>
<p>      What was  even more surprising to  me was that my  sexual excitement was<br />
greatest whenever I  fantasized my wife Kristin making love  to Dianne while I<br />
was watching.   In these  fantasies, Kristin and  Dianne totally  shared their<br />
bodies &#8212; there was  no inhibition of any kind.  The  number 69 appeared often<br />
in my  mind.  And I imagined  my throbbing, erect penis  being inside Dianne&#8217;s<br />
vagina from the rear, while Kristin, my beautiful wife, was in front massaging<br />
Dianne&#8217;s clitoris  and sucking on her  breasts, and that Dianne  was massaging<br />
Kristin&#8217;s swollen clitoris.  And I imagined that  we all came to orgasm at the<br />
same time this way.  What a fantasy!</p>
<p>      After one hour  of sheer erotic sex  (I have never made love  to a woman<br />
who could  have several  strong orgasms in  a row like  Dianne could),  we lay<br />
together exhausted.   I asked  Dianne, &#8220;When  did you  and Kristin  first make<br />
love?&#8221;</p>
<p>      She said, &#8220;During our backpacking trip.   It was cold, and we were close<br />
to each  other in our sleeping  bags.  And we  just talked, and slowly  we got<br />
closer, more  intimate, touched each  other more,  and finally we  were making<br />
love.  Kristin said to me afterwards that that was the first time she ever had<br />
sex  with  a woman.   She  never  consciously  realized  before that  she  was<br />
bisexual, although she said that she recalled having strong feelings for other<br />
women  before.  Her  greatest fear  was that  you would  reject her  for being<br />
bisexual and for making love to me.&#8221;</p>
<p>      I said,  &#8220;If she made  love to a  man, I would  have been jealous  and a<br />
little angry &#8212; I&#8217;m sounding a little  hypocritical here &#8212; but the thought of<br />
her making love to another woman, especially you, excites me, and I don&#8217;t know<br />
why.  Maybe  most men would be  turned off and  very angry if they  were faced<br />
with  this situation,  but I&#8217;m  not.  I  really would  like to  watch you  and<br />
Kristin make love and  I want to share in your lovemaking,  for I want Kristin<br />
to be happy and I know that you and  I can sexually fulfill her in ways that I<br />
cannot alone.&#8221;  Dianne smiled, hugged me, gave  me a dreamy kiss, and said, &#8220;I<br />
would like that.  I  love you.  And tell Kristin when you see  her that I love<br />
her, too.&#8221;</p>
<p>      When I came home in the evening,  it was, suffice to say, a very unusual<br />
conversation.  I told  Kristin that I was with Dianne  that afternoon, that we<br />
made love, that I knew about Kristin&#8217;s  love affair with Dianne, that I am not<br />
angry or jealous, that I loved both of you, and that I would like all three of<br />
us to make love to one another.  Kristin was quite taken aback by what I said,<br />
but she quickly recovered  with a look of anticipation and  desire that I have<br />
never seen  in her  before.  Kristin  then said,  &#8220;Let&#8217;s send  the kids  to my<br />
mother&#8217;s for the  weekend, I&#8217;ll think of  a good excuse, and  invite Dianne to<br />
stay with us.&#8221;  I agreed to this, we called Dianne, she  readily agreed and we<br />
were all  excited.  Needless to  say Kristin and  I made passionate  love that<br />
evening and we later talked very openly about the different ways we could make<br />
love together with Dianne.</p>
<p>      &#8230;.Watching two passionate women, who love each other, mutually gratify<br />
their sexual  desires is something  that every man should  see &#8212; and  I&#8217;m not<br />
talking about those  loveless scenes one sees in most  X-rated films.  Men can<br />
learn an  awful lot about  how to  please a woman  sexually by watching  how a<br />
woman does it to another woman.  After  all, who knows more about a woman than<br />
another woman?&#8230;</p>
<p>      Kristin and  Dianne were obviously  very much  in love with  each other.<br />
You could  feel the passionate  heat they  generated even before  they touched<br />
each other.  They  made me sit in a  chair while I watched them  in bed.  They<br />
each wore  a negligee, and I  could see the  outlines of their breasts  and of<br />
their black triangle  of hair where female sexuality  resides.  They obviously<br />
loved the way they were dressed, since they looked at each other just as I was<br />
looking at them.  They started with  slow kisses, which became more passionate<br />
as time went on &#8212; it seemed like an eternity.  Their hands, which started out<br />
being fixed on  each others back, became  more and more mobile.   There was no<br />
part of  their bodies that their  hands did not touch.   Kristin, my beautiful<br />
wife, was gasping at every caress  given by Dianne.  Dianne, being very turned<br />
on by now,  loosened Kristin&#8217;s negligee and took it  off, gloriously revealing<br />
Kristin&#8217;s body to  both of us.  &#8220;Your breasts are  so beautiful,&#8221; Dianne said,<br />
&#8220;please let  me kiss them.&#8221;  Kristin pulled Dianne&#8217;s  head to her  breasts and<br />
moaned &#8220;more&#8221; as Dianne eagerly yet tenderly licked them.</p>
<p>      Dianne then broke the kisses, got on her back, and told Kristin, who was<br />
sitting  upright on  her  knees, to  move  forward until  her  vulva was  near<br />
Dianne&#8217;s mouth, as  she has done for me several  times.  Dianne eagerly thrust<br />
out her tongue  to Kristin&#8217;s moist clitoris, and licked  and kissed and sucked<br />
it in a way I&#8217;ve never done  for Kristin before.  You could see Kristin&#8217;s body<br />
slowly swaying, like  a pendulum, which started to speed  up as Dianne speeded<br />
up her tongue motion.  Then, in a  frantic way that I have never heard Kristin<br />
say, she said,  &#8220;Please&#8230; more.&#8221;  At that moment, Dianne  inserted one finger<br />
into Kristin&#8217;s vagina and another finger from the other hand into her anus and<br />
began to earnestly  and rhythmically bring her down the  home stretch with her<br />
tongue and lips and fingers.  Kristin exploded into a orgasm that I have never<br />
seen in any woman before, even Dianne  on Friday.  She gasped and fell limp on<br />
the bed, exhausted, and content.  I was in awe.</p>
<p>      As  Dianne  was  slowly  caressing  Kristin during  her  short  time  of<br />
recovery, my passion arose to a height  I&#8217;ve never felt before.  I walked over<br />
to  the bed,  took my  clothes off  (so  I could  relieve the  pressure of  my<br />
super-erect penis) and got on the bed  next to Dianne and started to kiss her.<br />
I helped  Dianne take off her  negligee, revealing her beautiful  breasts with<br />
very hard  and erect nipples;  I could feel the  animal heat emanate  from her<br />
vagina, begging  for satisfaction.  She then  took hold of my  very hard penis<br />
and began  to rub it firmly,  and then went down  on me and began  to lick and<br />
suck it.  I could feel the moistness around her mouth, no doubt from Kristin&#8217;s<br />
vaginal juices.   Dianne then completely inserted  my penis into her  mouth as<br />
far as it could  go and really began to suck.  It  was a beautiful experience.<br />
As I approached an explosive orgasm, but before it was too late, she let go of<br />
my  penis,  leaned back  on  the  bed,  with  her beautiful  breasts  pointing<br />
majestically upward, and begged Kristin to come down on her.</p>
<p>      Kristin, whose  passion was  beginning to  come back  again, got  on her<br />
hands and knees and began to lick Dianne&#8217;s clitoris with her tongue.  Kristin,<br />
being  very   flexible,  had  no   trouble  with  this   position.   Kristin&#8217;s<br />
super-swollen  vulva  revealed itself  to  me  in  all  its splendor  in  this<br />
position, which I  could not resist; I entered Kristin  from the rear, reached<br />
around her  to massage her swollen  and moist clitoris and  her erect nipples.<br />
When I  did this, my wife  began to moan,  and increased her tempo  on Dianne.<br />
Dianne  began to  moan wildly,  too, and  Kristin reached  up to  cup Dianne&#8217;s<br />
breast and  knead them  vigorously.  For  one minute  this went  on, and  as I<br />
approached ejaculation, Kristin  sensed that, quickened the  pace, and brought<br />
Dianne closer to ecstasy.   We all reached climax at about  the same time.  My<br />
orgasm was the  most intense I have  ever experienced.  I felt as  if I filled<br />
Kristin up to the brim.</p>
<p>      This did  not end here.  Kristin  continued her oral caress  on Dianne&#8217;s<br />
clitoris in  the most loving, tender,  and yet vigorous manner,  and from this<br />
very delicious stimulus, Dianne had four more orgasms in the next few minutes;<br />
each orgasm was  more intense than the  previous one.  Her last  orgasm was so<br />
intense and  obviously so pleasurable  that Kristin  broke down and  cried for<br />
Dianne in happiness.  We all then fell into a long and dreamy sleep, snuggling<br />
close together, to recharge for another  round several hours later (I&#8217;ll spare<br />
you the details of our subsequent lovemaking, except that it was even better).</p>
<p>      Many  would say  that nothing  good could  ever result  from a  bisexual<br />
menage a trois such as ours; however, Kristin&#8217;s and my love for each other was<br />
enhanced by  this experience  (which, by  the way,  never happened  again with<br />
Dianne, for  reasons that will  remain unsaid to  the outside world).   I also<br />
learned how to  become a better lover  to Kristin, since my  teachers were two<br />
beautiful women who passionately loved  one another and understood one another<br />
in ways that men can never fathom.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[        His attention was interrupted. The volume on the hotel
room television had suddenly blared to life. On the screen the
diminutive form of the former Olympic star appeared. Another
feminine products advertisement. &#8216;Not if she was mine&#8217; he
thought, reaching out and turning off the noise.
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>        His attention was interrupted. The volume on the hotel</p>
<p>room television had suddenly blared to life. On the screen the</p>
<p>diminutive form of the former Olympic star appeared. Another</p>
<p>feminine products advertisement. &#8216;Not if she was mine&#8217; he</p>
<p>thought, reaching out and turning off the noise.</p>
<p>        Easing back into the chair he let his mind wander back</p>
<p>to the thoughts that had been broken. The wind rattled a branch</p>
<p>against the window as a storm raged outside.</p>
<p>        A visitor would have thought nothing of the scene. An</p>
<p>ordinary looking businessman in a faceless hotel room. A few</p>
<p>papers spread across the desktop, and a small overnight case</p>
<p>against the wall. A look at his facial expressions would lead</p>
<p>one to think he was just a bored man, waiting for a business</p>
<p>appointment who was running late. A peek inside his mind,</p>
<p>however, would have shown a completely different story.</p>
<p>        He stood, and walked over to the oversized bed. Pulling</p>
<p>a pillow out from beneath the cheap hotel bedspread he lay back,</p>
<p>clasping his hands behind his head, and closed his eyes.</p>
<p>        He heard the sound of a key in the lock, but did not</p>
<p>take his eyes off the ceiling. Out of the corner of his eye, he</p>
<p>saw her enter the room, close the door, and lock it behind her.</p>
<p>Then she stood quietly.</p>
<p>        For minutes they stayed this way. Neither moving, the</p>
<p>only sound being her increasingly deep breathing. Finally, he</p>
<p>lowered his gaze, taking in the picture of the woman who had</p>
<p>come to serve him.</p>
<p>        She was not a tall woman. Dressed in a camel overcoat to</p>
<p>protect her from the weather there was little to be seen. Her</p>
<p>hair was a mixture of light highlights, and deep dusky brown</p>
<p>closer to her head. Tiny gold hoops hung from her ears. He could</p>
<p>see her lips were firmly set, devoid of emotion or interest. Her</p>
<p>eyes were firmly set to the wall above his head, motionless.</p>
<p>        Finally, he broke the silence with a single word.</p>
<p>&#8216;Disrobe&#8217;, he said with a voice that was not a request, but a</p>
<p>command.</p>
<p>        He watched as she looked about her. Standing in the</p>
<p>doorway there was nothing close to her to place her clothes on.</p>
<p>He knew she could feel his eyes boring into her now. She knew</p>
<p>she must obey.</p>
<p>        Slowly, she unbuttoned the expensive overcoat and opened</p>
<p>it. Sliding it off her shoulders she let it fall to the floor.</p>
<p>She wore a dark blue silk blouse, with a brightly colored scarf</p>
<p>at her neck. A grey wool skirt fell just above her knees.</p>
<p>Brightly polished leather boots extended from her small feet up</p>
<p>under her skirt.</p>
<p>        Her hands went to her neck, and untied the scarf. As she</p>
<p>pulled it away, and dropped it to the floor baring her neck.</p>
<p>Around it he could see the thin black satin collar she wore. At</p>
<p>the base of her throat, attached to the collar, was an ivory</p>
<p>cameo. To the casual observer this was a nice, Victorian, touch.</p>
<p>On closer examination this carving was a couple intertwined in</p>
<p>the passions of lovemaking.</p>
<p>        Carefully, she unbuttoned her blouse, allowing it to</p>
<p>fall open as she moved down the long row of tiny buttons. As she</p>
<p>reached the bottom, and shrugged the blouse to the floor he</p>
<p>could see the glimmer from the tiny gold ring in each nipple. As</p>
<p>he watched, her nipples became completely erect. He could see</p>
<p>the motion of the rings with each move she made.</p>
<p>        Her hands went to the side or her skirt, and she bent</p>
<p>slightly as she lowered the fastener. Standing erect she allowed</p>
<p>her skirt to join the rest of her wardrobe on the floor.</p>
<p>        As she stood there, silent, he examined her body. A</p>
<p>slim, healthy, attractive woman, but he could see the sinew and</p>
<p>muscle under the soft flesh. This was a woman ready to satisfy</p>
<p>her master&#8217;s every wish.</p>
<p>        He lowered his gaze, down across her small, but firm</p>
<p>breasts, across her soft, yet not quite perfect, stomach.</p>
<p>Following the line of her body his eyes rested upon her bare</p>
<p>mons. Looking carefully, he could see she had prepared herself</p>
<p>well. Not a trace of hair remained.</p>
<p>        Continuing, he followed her well sculpted legs until</p>
<p>they entered the tall leather boots. &#8216;She will do&#8217; was his only</p>
<p>thought.</p>
<p>        He turned his attention away from her, leaving her</p>
<p>standing amidst her clothing. Picking up the remote, he switched</p>
<p>the television back on, and tuned in a cable news program.</p>
<p>        &#8216;Topping todays newscast&#8217;, droned the newscaster,&#8217;heavy</p>
<p>rains have caused minor flooding problems in the nations</p>
<p>Capitol. And on the sports scene&#8230;&#8217;. His attention wandering,</p>
<p>he took in the contents of the room again. She still stood</p>
<p>there, quietly.</p>
<p>        He fixed his stare on her, &#8216;Shower&#8217;, he commanded.</p>
<p>        For the first time since she had finished undressing she</p>
<p>moved. Quickly, as if fearing to anger him, she retreated to the</p>
<p>bathroom. As he paid light attention to the latest basketball</p>
<p>scores he could hear the water running strongly from the other</p>
<p>room.</p>
<p>        After a few minutes it stopped. She reentered the</p>
<p>bedroom, a towel in one hand. She returned to in front of the</p>
<p>door, standing in the pile of her clothing. She stood, arms at</p>
<p>her side, legs spread slightly, waiting.</p>
<p>        He rose from the bed and walked over to her. Walking</p>
<p>around her slowly he examined her. As he stood behind her, he</p>
<p>placed his hands on her shoulders. He could feel her shudder at</p>
<p>his touch, telling him that she was already feverish with</p>
<p>anticipation. With a frustrating slowness he moved his hands</p>
<p>lightly down her back, outlining her spine with one finger of</p>
<p>each hand. As he reached her buttocks, he rotated his hands, so</p>
<p>his thumbs slide down the crease and his fingers spread her</p>
<p>cheeks wide.</p>
<p>        He dropped to his knees and with the lightest of touches</p>
<p>tasted  inside her thighs. Allowing his trail of moisture to</p>
<p>move upwards he began to meet her moistness. Her taste was sweet</p>
<p>and warm on his lips. He could feel the tension in her body from</p>
<p>his touches, so he withdrew.</p>
<p>        Standing directly in front of her, his back to the bed,</p>
<p>he uttered &#8216;undress me&#8217;. For the first time she spoke. Her eyes</p>
<p>lowered to the floor as she answered &#8216;Yes, Master.&#8217;</p>
<p>        This was not their first time together, and she knew</p>
<p>exactly what to do. She reached up, keeping her eyes cast</p>
<p>downward, She loosened the tie around his neck. Removing it, she</p>
<p>carefully folded it and placed it neatly on the dresser.</p>
<p>Delicately, she unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt and removed</p>
<p>his watch. This she placed next to the tie. She returned and</p>
<p>demurely unfastened the buttons down the front of his shirt.</p>
<p>Walking behind him, she removed it from his shoulders. This she</p>
<p>took across the room, and carefully arranged on a hanger in the</p>
<p>closet.</p>
<p>        When she returned, she knelt in front of him. Placing</p>
<p>her arms behind her back she leaned forward and grasped the</p>
<p>leather of his belt between her teeth. Cleverly, she pulled the</p>
<p>strap free, and uncoupled it from the tooth in the buckle. She</p>
<p>then brought her arms out and, reaching down, removed his shoes.</p>
<p>The shoes went to the front of the closet, neatly arranged. Next</p>
<p>she removed each sock, one at a time. After each, she</p>
<p>straightened and, neatly folding it, placed it across the back</p>
<p>of each shoe.</p>
<p>At last he stood, only in his pants. She knelt, again, in front</p>
<p>of him and carefully undid the clasp at the waist. The slowly</p>
<p>lowering the zipper she lowered the fabric. Using one hand to</p>
<p>make sure none of it touched the floor she eased each legs down</p>
<p>over his foot and off. Finally, she hung these, with care, in</p>
<p>the closet and returned.</p>
<p>        While she had been hanging the pants up, dressed only in</p>
<p>a bright green bikini brief, he had returned to the bedside</p>
<p>chair. Sitting back he watched her as she returned.</p>
<p>        Reaching down he opened the small overnight case near</p>
<p>him. From it, he took a very light silver chain, and a set of</p>
<p>handcuffs.. With an almost invisible motion of his hand she came</p>
<p>forward and prostrated herself at his feet. He reached down and</p>
<p>attached one end of the chain to a small loop at the back of her</p>
<p>collar. She intuitively placed her arms behind her back and he</p>
<p>firmly closed the cuffs over them. He checked the coupling of</p>
<p>the chain at her neck. Taking the other end in one hand, he</p>
<p>reached down and took hold of her chin. Lifting her face to look</p>
<p>at him, he spoke.</p>
<p>        &#8216;Who am I?&#8217; he questioned.</p>
<p>        &#8216;You are my Master&#8217;, she answered.</p>
<p>        &#8216;And what do you exist for?&#8217;</p>
<p>        &#8216;To serve your needs as your sex slave&#8217;, she replied. At</p>
<p>these words, her eyes dropped and fell to the carpet at his</p>
<p>feet.</p>
<p>        Tugging lightly at the chain, he pulled her head forward</p>
<p>into his lap. She raised her eyes once again, and a look of</p>
<p>happiness crossed her face.</p>
<p>        &#8216;May I give you pleasure Master?&#8217; she whispered.</p>
<p>        A simple small nod of the head was all she got in</p>
<p>return. He then turned his attention away from her, and back to</p>
<p>the television.</p>
<p>        He was sitting on the edge of the chair and her face</p>
<p>hovered inches above his crotch. She knew what he expected, and</p>
<p>was boiling inside with anticipation. Gently, she lowered her</p>
<p>head and began running her lips across the soft green fabric.</p>
<p>She could feel the outline of his manhood begin to stir at her</p>
<p>touch.</p>
<p>        His legs parted further, and she dug her lips down one</p>
<p>side of the cloth. Finding the edge, she grasped it in her teeth</p>
<p>and lifted it across to the other side. This exposed him</p>
<p>completely to her. His semi-hard cock hung heavily over the edge</p>
<p>of the chair, and she could see this heavy balls hanging below.</p>
<p>        Lowering her shoulders she put her mouth into position</p>
<p>just below the head of his cock. She could see small jerks of</p>
<p>movement in it, an unacknowledged excitement on his part for</p>
<p>what was ahead. Opening her mouth, and lowering her tongue, she</p>
<p>allowed the partially erect member to enter her mouth. Moving</p>
<p>slowly, she pressed on until the entire organ was resting on her</p>
<p>tongue, and deep into her mouth. Then she closed her mouth over</p>
<p>it, bathing it in warmth and sensation.</p>
<p>        Instantly, she could feel the response. Blood flowed</p>
<p>rapidly into the muscle, engorging it and dramatically</p>
<p>increasing its size. Yet through this she struggled to hold him</p>
<p>deep inside her mouth.</p>
<p>        Quickly, it reached full erectness. She could feel the</p>
<p>pulse of his body through the vessels in her mouth. The thick</p>
<p>head pressed hard against the roof of her mouth in the rear.</p>
<p>Ever so slowly she began to move her tongue. First just slightly</p>
<p>back and forth across the sensitive underside. Then, becoming</p>
<p>more aroused herself, along the sides, and as far back as she</p>
<p>could reach. Holding a strong suction she began to move her head</p>
<p>in time with her tongue. Bathing him in her moisture she began a</p>
<p>slow, but sure, rhythm.</p>
<p>        She continued this way in silence. The only response she</p>
<p>noted has the deepening of this breath, and the increasingly</p>
<p>strong throbs through his cock. She began to feel his body tense</p>
<p>around her. His legs began to press in against her shoulders and</p>
<p>she could feel his buttocks tense up under him. She renewed her</p>
<p>efforts, thinking only of the satisfaction she was giving him.</p>
<p>        As she felt a series of powerful pulsations in the cock</p>
<p>buried in her throat she knew she was succeeding in pleasing</p>
<p>him. With a tremendous intake of breathe, she sucked even harder</p>
<p>and buried him to the hilt inside her mouth.</p>
<p>        &#8216;No! Stop!&#8217; she heard him cry out.</p>
<p>        Too late she realized he had wanted to wait. As she</p>
<p>began to try to pull away she felt one last throb, and felt the</p>
<p>powerful gushes of his orgasm fill her mouth. Even as she</p>
<p>struggled to swallow the rapidly discharging fluid, she knew she</p>
<p>had erred.</p>
<p>        She cringed at his feet as he stood from the chair.</p>
<p>        &#8216;Stupid slut! Didn&#8217;t I teach you better than that?&#8217;</p>
<p>        She knew there could be no answer. She had failed in</p>
<p>serving him, and knew she must be disciplined.</p>
<p>        He moved to the edge of the bed, and sat there, his cock</p>
<p>still at full erection. Using his chain, he pulled her to stand</p>
<p>beside him. Then with one hand on her back, and the other</p>
<p>pulling the chain, he pulled her down across his knee.</p>
<p>        &#8216;You have been a bad girl.&#8217; he said. &#8216;You have forgotten</p>
<p>who decides what happens here. This should help you remember.&#8217;</p>
<p>        She lay across his lap, her naked buttocks in the air,</p>
<p>feet spread slightly. Her head was down near the floor on the</p>
<p>other side of him, held low by his grasp on her leash.</p>
<p>        She felt, rather than heard, his hand raise into the air</p>
<p>and come crashing down on her bare behind.</p>
<p>        CRACK!</p>
<p>        The sound echoed off the walls of the small quiet room.</p>
<p>She felt the heat immediately converge on the spot his hand had</p>
<p>struck. Mixed with the pain she felt was a sharp twinge of</p>
<p>pleasure from her groin.</p>
<p>        SLAP!</p>
<p>        &#8216;Will you ever learn?&#8217; she heard him say. &#8216;Answer me!&#8217;</p>
<p>        &#8216;Yes Master&#8217;, she whimpered &#8216;I will be much better now,</p>
<p>a perfect slave to your will&#8217;. Even as she spoke these words,</p>
<p>the thought of serving him generated even more fury in her</p>
<p>tortured crotch. She knew he could feel the fluids dripping from</p>
<p>her, and hoped he wouldn&#8217;t anger.</p>
<p>        He pulled her to her feet and, digging in his overnight</p>
<p>bag for the key, released the handcuffs. She stood quietly,</p>
<p>wishing she could move to ease the tight muscles in her arms.</p>
<p>        Pointing to the bed he quietly told her &#8216;Lie down on</p>
<p>your back&#8217;. When she had, he reached back into the bag and</p>
<p>withdrew an assortment of ropes. Working silently, he took four</p>
<p>long lengths and ran them under the bed. Two running top to</p>
<p>bottom at the outside edges, and two running across the bottom</p>
<p>at the head and foot.</p>
<p>        He then took several shorter pieces and began to attach</p>
<p>her to his web. Each arm in turn, and then each leg. When he</p>
<p>finished she was firmly pinned to the bed. pulling on any arm</p>
<p>would drag the other off the side of the bed. Each leg reacted</p>
<p>the same. She lay spread-eagled to his gaze.</p>
<p>        Two fine gold chains appeared in his hand. With one hand</p>
<p>he pulled her head up off the bed slightly. With the other, he</p>
<p>attached one end of each to her nipple rings. The other end</p>
<p>attached to an earring. Then he released her head, knowing that</p>
<p>she could not lower it to the bed without causing herself pain.</p>
<p>        He looked down on her and could see threads of cum on</p>
<p>her neck. With a finger he scooped these up and placed them on</p>
<p>her tongue. She carefully cleaned his finger with her tongue</p>
<p>after she had swallowed these missed traces.</p>
<p>        Reaching into his bag again, he pulled out two items.</p>
<p>The first was a lacey white set of panties. These had snaps at</p>
<p>the sides of a long band of material, and at the crotch. From</p>
<p>the crotch came two other strips, and there was no covering for</p>
<p>the buttocks. Working roughly, he slid this under her and</p>
<p>fastened the side panels, leaving the crotch open and her tight</p>
<p>ass uncovered. The second was a large human shaped vibrator.</p>
<p>Taking a large glop of KY, he covered it from the base to the</p>
<p>tip. Then, turning it on low speed, he placed it at the opening</p>
<p>to her quivering pussy. At the touch she gritted her teeth.</p>
<p>After a few seconds of teasing, he pressed it deeply inside her.</p>
<p>She could feel the vibrator fill her aching cavity. He reached</p>
<p>down and snapped the crotch to the leg straps. This preventing</p>
<p>even her well trained internal muscles from removing it. She</p>
<p>could feel the vibrations strongly where the tip of the vibrator</p>
<p>pressed firmly against her cervix.</p>
<p>        He stood up, and began to dress. &#8216;I&#8217;ll be back in a</p>
<p>little while&#8217;, he said. &#8216;I&#8217;m going down to the lobby for a</p>
<p>moment. I will be listening at the door when I return, so don&#8217;t</p>
<p>make a sound&#8217;.</p>
<p>        How long stayed away, she couldn&#8217;t tell. The pleasure</p>
<p>coming from  her pussy in lightning like shocks overwhelmed her</p>
<p>senses. Each time she felt she was going to give in to the</p>
<p>feelings her head would arch back. The pain from her nipples</p>
<p>would bring her quickly back from the edge. Over, and over she</p>
<p>went through this cycle. She could feel a flood of moisture</p>
<p>between her thighs.</p>
<p>        At last, she heard the key in the lock. He entered and</p>
<p>looked at the agony in her eyes. With deliberate slowness he</p>
<p>undressed himself. This time completely. He reached down and</p>
<p>released the ropes at her wrists and legs.</p>
<p>        &#8216;On your knees&#8217;, he commanded.</p>
<p>        She carefully rolled over, making sure to keep her head</p>
<p>low and the nipple chains loose. Kneeling up she felt him</p>
<p>standing behind her. She could feel the rasp of the ropes as he</p>
<p>tied a loop around each knee, and brought it forward to her</p>
<p>wrist. He pulled them taught, so her wrists were touching her</p>
<p>knees. With her head against the mattress,  ass was wide open</p>
<p>high in the air behind her.</p>
<p>        As she shifted, she felt the vibrator press even deeper</p>
<p>inside her. The low buzz captured her mind completely at last,</p>
<p>allowing her only knowledge of it and nothing else. She no</p>
<p>longer knew he, the room, or reality existed.</p>
<p>        The motion of the bed shifting brought her back. She</p>
<p>could feel him kneeling behind her. Then she felt a warm, hard,</p>
<p>slippery pressure at the opening to her anus. She caught her</p>
<p>breath as she felt him begin to enter her. As her sphincter</p>
<p>closed over his thick head she felt the shudders of orgasm</p>
<p>trying to overcome her. With every effort of willpower she had,</p>
<p>she fought it back.</p>
<p>        He settled into a slow, fulfilling rhythm, pressing deep</p>
<p>inside her, then withdrawing to leave only the head trapped. She</p>
<p>could feel his hands running across her back and caressing her</p>
<p>smooth buttocks.</p>
<p>        He began to press deeper and harder, and she could hear</p>
<p>his breath coming more quickly. She began to allow the feelings</p>
<p>to overtake her mind again. When she could feel he was about to</p>
<p>come she let her mind go, and lost herself in the passions of</p>
<p>orgasm.</p>
<p>        As she was releasing herself she felt one hand move from</p>
<p>her back to her crotch. As the first explosions began to wrench</p>
<p>her mind she felt the vibrator begin to buzz at high speed. At</p>
<p>the same instant she felt his hand come down one her ass in a</p>
<p>sharp spank. The effect was instantaneous. What had been</p>
<p>explosions, became deflagrations. Her mind shattered in ecstasy</p>
<p>as she felt him swell and fill her ass with his hot cum. She</p>
<p>felt, but ignored, the pain in her nipples as she arched in</p>
<p>uncontrollable feeling. Finally, completely drained, she knelt</p>
<p>limp as he pulled out of her.</p>
<p>        She quivered at his touch as he released her bonds. As</p>
<p>he lay back on the bed she knew what to do. Standing on barely</p>
<p>stable legs she walked into the bathroom and returned with a</p>
<p>warm washcloth. Carefully, she bathed his cock and balls with</p>
<p>it. When satisfied he was clean and resting, she stood and took</p>
<p>her place by the door.</p>
<p>        With a wave of his hand, he closed his eyes and rested.</p>
<p>At that signal she dressed, and left. She knew she would return</p>
<p>again &#8230; and again. She loved her husband.     </p>
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		<title>Song Of Lust</title>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beauty is an aphrodisiac. A warm, humid breath whispered from lungs pumped with hot blood. To feel it against the skin, is to know a wisdom in passion. What is there to know beyond knowing passion? In a whisper of breath, know the nature of beauty: it is the joy of pleasure, of souls feeling a heat to the skin. In such a way, Alexis understood passion: that it is a physical energy for spiritual consumption. &#8220;I&#8217;ve felt my body sing while making love,&#8221; she was saying, &#8220;but too often that song drowns that of the soul.&#8221; &#8220;It &#8217;s easy to bring bodies to orgasm,&#8221; said Ilene. &#8220;Perhaps the song you want to hear is in the lingering notes of a body seeking release, in its yearning. What if the body craved release so badly that it looked to the soul as a lover?&#8221; There was no answer to Ilene&#8217;s question: the experience was the answer. &#8220;I would die to feel like that,&#8221; Alexis said. The thought was abstract, but it stroked her body&#8217;s length like a silken dress falling from her shoulders. &#8220;You&#8217;ve already begun,&#8221; Ilene replied in a smooth voice. <span id="more-3"></span>&#8220;Needing is receiving. Let need be the giver. Would you like me to guide you to the feeling?&#8221; Alexis&#8217; paused. What did the question mean? Did Ilene intend to make love to her? &#8220;I don&#8217;t know,&#8221; she said flatly. Ilene smiled at her. &#8220;Don&#8217;t worry. I&#8217;m not going to touch you. This isn&#8217;t about my passion at all. But I can guide you to your passion. Beyond that: I can show you how to make your soul cum.&#8221; She looked directly into Alexis&#8217; eyes. &#8220;You feel it in your thighs now don&#8217;t you?&#8221; &#8220;Yes, a little,&#8221; Alexis said uncomfortably. &#8220;Why so inhibited by the simple need of your body&#8217;s pleasure? In fact, why not dwell in it and feel it as a pleasure in itself? It is a nice feeling, isn&#8217;t it?&#8221; &#8220;Very nice. But with you watching me so closely&#8230; I don&#8217;t know. It all is very strange.&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;m your guide. I must watch to take you where the feelings are centered. Let&#8217;s break the inhibitions. Free your mind of stupid shames. Tell me about the feelings as they come to you. Be open and honest. with me. If I know where you are, I can help you take the next step. Will you do this thing?&#8221; &#8220;I&#8217;ll try. I just can&#8217;t help feeling embarrassed by it.&#8221; Ilene leaned closer to Alexis. Her voice was barley a whisper, &#8220;It would feel oh so very good to be touched right now, wouldn&#8217;t it?&#8221; Alexis closed her eyes. &#8220;Yes,&#8221; she said. &#8220;It&#8217;s been a while since I&#8217;ve made love.&#8221; &#8220;Has it been a while since you&#8217;ve touched yourself?&#8221; At this question, Alexis blushed. Again she closed her eyes to find a privacy denied in Ilene&#8217;s soft gaze. She didn&#8217;t want to answer. Almost every night, she felt her body demand the caressing touches, tracing her fingers down her stomach to her loins. Her fingers flicking her clitoris erect; finding the rhythm and pressure that made her senses dance; making herself cum deliberately slowly. Ah, deliberately slowly, allowing the sensuality bath her, flooding her with a liquid, oily heat that surged in orgasm. &#8220;No,&#8221; she said softly. &#8220;Open your eyes and watch me,&#8221; said Ilene. Alexis obeyed the request. Ilene stood before her and unbuttoned the first three buttons of her blouse. &#8220;Watch me,&#8221; she whispered to Alexis. &#8220;Did you touch yourself like this?&#8221; Her hand slid into the opened blouse. Through the white cotton, Alexis could see Ilene&#8217;s hand move over her bare breast, her fingers tracing small circles around her nipple, caressing the smooth skin with luxurious strokes&#8230; She watched Ilene remove her hand, the erect nipple poking a small peak in the cotton of her blouse. &#8220;Was it like that, Alexis?&#8221; &#8220;Yes,&#8221; she breathed. &#8220;Did the touching make you cum?&#8221; Ilene said. There was more in her voice now. A melting quality. &#8220;I masturbate, Ilene,&#8221; she said. &#8220;I told you, it&#8217;s been a long time since I&#8217;ve made love.&#8221; She tried to hide her embarrassment in snapping the words out. Nonetheless, she felt the warmth in her grow. Ilene was exciting her, eroding the wall she had built for her intimacy, cutting through the feelings that covered sensual feelings. Her voice lowered and softened, &#8220;and yes, it made me cum.&#8221; Ilene sat next to Alexis on the couch. &#8220;Now watch me,&#8221; she said. &#8220;I&#8217;m going to show you a lovely thing. I want you to look at my face for a few minutes. Watch my lips and eyes as they change. I&#8217;m going to give you a vision.&#8221; Alexis watched Ilene, watched as her eyes closed, as she seemingly retreated to another reality. Almost immediately, her breathing came in hushed sighs edged in urgency, became deeper and somehow more luxurious. Her lips opened slightly to allow her tongue the passage to lick, to keep them moist in the flow of air entering and exiting her lungs. In a barely audible voice, Ilene whispered. It was a low, lilting sound that filled Alexis&#8217; mind as the smallest wisps of air fills a moan. &#8220;Alexis, can you see what is happening?&#8221; &#8220;Yes, but I don&#8217;t understand&#8230;&#8221; &#8220;Don&#8217;t understand it; feel it. Ummm, delicious. Feel it as I feel it, a bath of sensuality. What is it you see?&#8221; Ilene parted her legs until she felt Alexis&#8217; thigh against hers. Alexis paused between words, &#8220;I &#8230; see &#8230; you &#8230; becoming &#8230; aroused &#8230;&#8221; She shook her head as if to shake off a dream. &#8220;I think I should be going.&#8221; &#8220;Please don&#8217;t leave,&#8221; Ilene said softly, almost as an aside. She rubbed her palms along her thighs slowly, then stopped abruptly. &#8220;Do you know how sweetly I feel the longing for a touch right now? How difficult it becomes not to touch myself?&#8221; She sat silently for a moment, swallowed deeply, then continued. &#8220;There,&#8221; she whispered smiling, &#8220;I&#8217;ve centered in the pleasure of it. Um, watch me make love to it, Alexis. Be with me for this, please.&#8221; Alexis silently nodded as she watched her friend&#8217;s face slip deeper into an unknown pleasure. Small drops of perspiration beaded on Ilene&#8217;s face. &#8220;I want you to know how I feel, Alexis. It is truly wonderful. Oh god, to feel a cock&#8217;s round head part my lips&#8230; Ah, that is the longing&#8230; wet and empty, my clitoris stiffens and stiffens as if to fill the emptiness&#8230; my stomach melts, the heat rising from my thighs in slight waves of pleasure&#8230; waves washing my breasts and nipples like the tantalizing licks of oh so many tongues&#8230; waves washing me closer&#8230; wave on wave becoming a caressing flood&#8230; a myriad of insistent fingers tracing sensual paths across my skin&#8230; like a lover whose desire is to see me burn&#8230; see me burn until my need consumes me&#8230; until the my lover speaks&#8230; and the words touch me&#8230; and their touch&#8230; is more than I can bare&#8230;&#8221; She paused, consuming the sensations, her hips rocking back and forth so slightly as to hardly be noticed. &#8220;&#8230; yes, it will be a voice, Alexis&#8230; a voice that will plunge deep inside of me&#8230; filling me like a cock gorged with blood and its own need&#8230; cumming in me&#8230; Ah, Alexis, can you see how close I am&#8230;?&#8221; &#8220;Yes,&#8221; Alexis said, strangely aware of the humid warmth in her own voice. The rhythm of her heart beating faster, her breath coming deeper. She knew Ilene had brought herself to the very edge of orgasm. She understood that her presence was not necessary. The walk along that maddening precipice was the pleasure Ilene sought. She had reached into herself and become a sensual moment frozen at the peek of passion. The promise of gratification sucked alive the delicate tissues between her thighs. They tormented her with a thousand tiny explosions of shear pleasure, each a delight beyond imagination, but not complete enough to bring the filling gratification complete release demanded. Sitting beside Alexis, Ilene was an island of complete pleasures; pleasures that sang to Alexis like sirens, sending loving and passionate kisses to her ears. In Alexis, the longing to walk with Ilene, along her beach, became the most exquisite desire. &#8220;I want to watch you cum, Ilene. You truly are a vision. What you are feeling lights your face like a soft, dim candle. I can almost feel the gentle pressure of your lips against your tongue, taste the sweetness as if it were mine&#8230;&#8221; Alexis blinked. It was a cry for reality. She could not reconcile the words coming from her mouth nor the voyeuristic intrigue with the woman she knew herself to be. Nonetheless, the sensual music of the sirens, of Ilene&#8217;s breasts heaving with breath, the lithe dance of her smooth skin moving beneath her clothing, moving with her muscles growing taunt to quivering, stroked continually her most intimate and hidden desires, licked between her thighs and along their length, to exude her heated lubrication with involuntary contractions. Indeed, cupped her breasts with an exacting pressure, a gentle pressure, kneading her nipples taunt and hard. With her slightest move, the fabric of her blouse grazed across these sensitive peaks as maddeningly as the expert brush of a feather. Seduced, she abandoned all but pleasure. She became immersed in her longing. Ilene shuddered and stiffened slightly, her lips parting. The moan she uttered rested upon Alexis like the weight of a phantom lover pressing close. Ilene shuddered again, this time it was more obvious than the last. Her mouth was drawn more tightly, opened a bit wider, her voice more urgent. In a moment she unclenched. She bit her bottom lip and became still like a sensual sculpture of polished stone whose soul reason for creation was to beg an appreciating touch. Soon Alexis could see her thighs quiver, her stomach roll from a firm, flat plain to a softer and slightly rounded arc, her breasts swelling with the pound of her blood, her lungs filling beyond capacity and exploding in a rush of air time and time again. &#8220;I&#8217;m still cumming,&#8221; she whispered, &#8220;still cumming, building in me&#8230; God, Alexis, watch it take me!&#8221; Her body knotted in spasms, her senses exploding in a  soundless cry. Arching from the couch, every muscle squeezed the moment for an eternity of pleasure. &#8220;N&#8230; Now,&#8221; she cried, throwing her head back. Her body clenched, she came again. For several seconds, she remained locked in a dimension were only orgasm existed. Her clothing, drenched with sweat, clung to her like a second skin as sensual delirium subsided to pleasure, and pleasure simply became satisction. Alexis now understood the edge: understood how her voice coaxed Ilene to cross it. Her own longing had passed that of those nights alone when she would lie nude in bed caressing herself. Then she felt her hands make a slow but sure journey to the warmth between her thighs, felt her fingers play along her opening lips until their velvet smoothness became silken with her wetness. It was without a touch that her body had become the living presence of need &#8211; - more than that, become a woman totally seduced by that need. Without a thought driving her actions, but a deep primal craving, her hands sought the softness of her breasts. The touch was electric with pleasure. She couldn&#8217;t help but moan at the moment of contact. There was a hunger in the feel of her fingers as they closed on her mounds. She was transported and alone. Her right hand unbuttoned her blouse. The cooler air touched her skin like a sensual liquid; her breasts blazed with the sensations, her nipples drawn to a hardness she had never felt before. Her hand continued lower. It unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled the zipper down. The need to touch herself had become an instinct. Soon, so soon, she would feel the flick of a finger against her clitoris, move it between her thumb and finger like an oily marble. Yes, soon she would insert a finger into herself, feel the slick walls close about it and feel the slow withdrawal as her body shivered, shivered as another finger inched inside her. Oh soon, there would be satisfaction, satisfaction and release. Oh God, the desire to cum poured through her like lava. As the palm of her right hand grazed across her stomach she bit her bottom lip. The sensations were blinding and deliriously beautiful. Her fingers played along the elastic edge of her panties, the euphoria of expectation coursing between her thighs. Only Ilene&#8217;s voice could find its way into this ecstasy and be heard, &#8220;How much do you want to cum, Alexis?&#8221; Alexis spoke from the depth of her passion, inhibitions no longer had any place in her mind, &#8220;It would take so very little&#8230; if I touch my cunt, even the slightest, I will explode&#8230;&#8221; &#8220;Put your hands by your side, Alexis. Don&#8217;t let this moment be robbed from you, Ilene said in a pleading voice. &#8220;I know that I could hold you in my arms even though it isn&#8217;t a woman you want. I know you want me to hold you, don&#8217;t you?&#8221; &#8220;Yes, I want you to kiss me. Just that, a kiss from you, wouldnt be enough,&#8221; Alexis very nearly sobbed as she place her hands at her side. She was consumed with an aching need more intense than any she had endured before. &#8220;I will do anything to cum,&#8221; she said. A tear formed in her pleading eyes. &#8220;I see a cock, long and thick, throbbing for your kiss. It&#8217;s smooth head tipped with a drop of pre-ejaculent shines like a star. Take the cock into yourself. Feel it slide into your cunt, spreading the lips with frictionless ease. Take it very slowly, Alexis&#8230; Very slowly let it fill you. Can you feel its size? Tell me how it enters you.&#8221; Alexis drew her words in pants of breath, &#8220;My&#8230; God&#8230;, I feel it&#8230;! Yes, I can squeeze it&#8230; Oh, Ilene, it&#8217;s pushing deeper&#8230;. Oh, dear Ilene, make&#8230; me&#8230;&#8221; Alexis&#8217; head tossed side to side, her eyes closed tight. &#8220;&#8230;And it is ecstasy as it withdraws,&#8221; Ilene soothed. &#8220;Ecstasy, Alexis. There, you are now, my sweet Alexis, I see your body twitch with every second. Ache for me, Alexis&#8230; I have the knowledge you want. Willou kiss me for it? Will you touch me for it?&#8221; &#8220;Anything&#8230;&#8221; Alexis panted, her body arching to receive, her muscles squeezing to implore release. &#8220;Put your hand in my lap, Alexis,&#8221; Ilene said softly. &#8220;Put your hand in my lap and feel me move against it.&#8221; Alexis placed her hand in Ilene&#8217;s lap. Ilene&#8217;s voice seduced her further: &#8220;Undo my jeans, darling.&#8221; Alexis&#8217; fingers trembled with the button and zipper, but soon Ilene&#8217;s request was met. Again, Ilene&#8217;s voice trailed over Alexis like warm kisses. &#8220;Do you know what I want you do now?&#8221; she asked Alexis could barely find the ability to speak, &#8220;&#8230; touch you&#8230; &#8221; she said, her tongue licking her lips. &#8220;Make me cum with you, Alexis. Put your finger in me. Feel how smooth and wet I am to the touch, how you excite me. Touch my clitoris, Alexis. Is it like those nights alone? Ah, your gentle fingers, show me how you cum, Alexis. Feel my cunt as if it is your own, my body as if it is your own. Ah, how you long to masturbate. How close it must be for you.&#8221; Alexis&#8217; fingers trembled as they smoothed along the folds of the lips between Ilene&#8217;s thighs. Their creamy, smooth warmth, still alive from numerous, intense orgasms, pushed against Alexis&#8217; touch and moved in a slow deliberate circle. &#8220;Show me how you masturbate, Alexis,&#8221; Ilene coaxed. Alexis&#8217; fingers found the rhythm of Ilene&#8217;s rotating hips. Her middle finger massaged Ilene&#8217;s clitoris with frantic flicks and strokes. &#8220;Please, Ilene&#8230; I must cum&#8230; please&#8230;&#8221; &#8220;Then cum. Open yourself completely. It&#8217;s so close&#8230; so close. Cum for me. Let me watch you cum.&#8221; Alexis felt her stomach knot. It rolled like a golden wheat field in a summer wind. Melting her muscles. Then clenching them. Like birds released long her legs, the dance of wings the frantic flutter of surging pleasure, soared through her spread thighs, entering her in a single thrust, licking alive the convulsing velvet walls with too many sensations for the mind to understand. This wasn&#8217;t a time for the mind. It broke upon the body in such a torrent of unspeakable pleasure that Alexis could only sob and laugh and pray it continued. She stiffened as the rush became a nova, filling her completely, bursting within her, bursting like a magnificent cock pumping her full, white cream erupting and flooding within her, pumping her full, filling her sensibilities as it sated her loins. And her cumming flowed from her, from her cunt in heated liquid, from her mouth scarcely able to form the word &#8220;Ilene&#8221;. As it had burst upon her, it subsided: slowly, an inch at a time. Her mind swam in an abstractly beautiful trance. She fought to find her breath again. Once again she was entered, this time the thrust filling her entire being. The pulsing majesty drove into her, and into her. The driving continued in an all filling thrust as if it were the final push of an endless and climaxing cock. As she arch from the coach, she felt her anus entered with a well lubricated rush. Cock against cock, the frictionless driving continued and continued. Her mouth dropped open to cry, but it filled with the taste of flesh and salt, the cream-white of a delicious jism bathing her tongue and throat. Alexis&#8217; body glistened with sweat as she convulsed, all of her seeking to milk the cumming of her soul. All of her delivered to the pleasure. Clenched, her body writhed with its filling, the lithe lines of her form rippling in delicious spasms. The inward plunging never ending, knotting and reknotting Alexis in ever more intense orgasm, left her weeping and sobbing in joy, in pleasure bathed joy; each end marking a new beginning until the very essence of beauty, pleasure and passion fused as one in an explosion of unspeakable genesis. When Alexis finally sank back into the couch and regained the ability to think and talk, she chose rather to luxuriate silently in the glow of complete satisfaction. &#8220;Are you alright?&#8221; asked Ilene. &#8220;Oh, yes, yes, yes,&#8221; Alexis sang. &#8220;Ummm, darling&#8230;,&#8221; Ilene whispered into Alexis&#8217; ear. &#8220;might I find in you a kiss for me?&#8221; She contracted her muscles, squeezing Alexis&#8217; finger oh so gently.</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[They had been meeting like this for about three years, fifteen women in all, over fifty years old, widowed or divorced, and between relationships. The group had been organized by Betty Colton and her good friend Sarah Henderson. When they lost their husbands only two months apart, both women felt as though their sex lives [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>They had been meeting like this for about three years, fifteen women in all, over fifty years old, widowed or divorced, and between relationships. The group had been organized by Betty Colton and her good friend Sarah Henderson. When they lost their husbands only two months apart, both women felt as though their sex lives had been ended for good. <span id="more-2"></span>After months of mourning their losses, they tepidly tried to enter the local senior citizen social scene, with not much to show for it. Increasingly they became frustrated with their situations, and decided to do something about it! What they came up with, was a semi formal club that only allowed membership to ladies with the above criteria. They found out was that there were a lot of women out there in the same boat they were in, that being alone for probably the first time in their life, and also with a very strong and persistent sex drive. </p>
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