Datasets:

mrcuddle

/

NSFW-Stories-JsonL

like 6

Summer vacation was slowly slipping away now, and at first, I did stay from the game room, continuing to have conflicting thoughts about what had happened. Eventually though, I found myself wanting to hang out up there again, and when I was up there, I tried to stay away from John, but felt, “He must be looking for an opening,” wanting to talk, hoping to convince me to have sex again. Eventually, I noticed that John was taking other boys out for what I suspected was lunch or breakfast, obviously trying to convince them to go to his apartment to have sex. I tried to ignore it, but in a weird way, I was becoming a little jealous, wanting the attention too, even though I knew what was going to ultimately happen when and if, he got me to go to his apartment. John and I already had a connection, being we had done it before, and because I knew where he lived, and being it was close to my house, it was easy to go see him, which is the reason why he moved closer in the first place. Eventually, the need to be with him again was overpowering, especially knowing he was looking to move on with other young boys, and not wanting to lose the chance, I approached him one day. We had continued to be very friendly, and even though he felt that I had decided to not to have sex with him again, I think it surprised him when I happened to go up to him one day and excitedly say,"Hi!” He was cordial and after cautiously replying, "Hi” too, he asked, "How's it going?" At first, I don't think he realized what I was wanting, but when I told him, "Everything was good," there was a pause, but then John, sensing I just might want to talk, he asked, "Do you wanta go get something to eat?" It was what I needed, but not wanting to appear too eager, I simply smile and said, "Sure!" John smile too, and after telling me to wait a minute, he went over to one of the game room attendants to explain he was leaving. Turning and heading back to where I was standing, I could see he was smiling excitedly. We quickly left, and in the car, we didn't say anything for a minute or two, but I could see him continuing to glance over at me. I’m sure he knew I was nervous, because he turned, and trying to get up talking said, "It's really nice to see you again." I know it was just a way to stimulate a conversation and when I told him, "It's nice to see you too," he reached his hand across, touching my thigh. It made me look down and then as our eyes met, he smiled and said, "You should come over sometime." Seeing me nodding in agreement and that I was smiling, he looked twice, surprised a little. It made him smile too, and then as we pulled into the restaurant parking and we went inside, we ended up sitting in a familiar booth. I was nervous to be with him and after ordering something to eat, John boldly said, "I think about you a lot." I’m sure he was curious why I suddenly wanted to be with him again, and seeing me nervously smile, not saying anything, he needed to find out if I might be thinking about having sex with him. Yea, I had been thinking about having sex with him to the point where I was using a makeshift toy in my ass, wanting to feel it again. I could see he was searching for what to say, wondering if he could persuade me to go with him again, which made me smile, but right now, it wouldn’t take much. I had already decided I wanted to be with him again, and all I needed was for him to suggest it, and basically he did by telling me, “You should come over.” Again, we only made small talk and after we finished eating, there was an awkward pause. John eventually suggested we should go, and in the car, he again asked, "Would you like to come by my place sometime?" "Of course," I had thought about it, but reluctant to commit, I didn't answer him right away. However, John impatiently suggested, "Come on, it'll be nice to have you visit again," and then continued by telling me, "Don't worry, I won't try anything.” I don’t think he actually realized I was wanting to have sex with him again, however when I turned to look at him I simply said, "Okay." Hearing that I'd like to come over, I think aroused him a little and not wanting to appear over anxious, he paused and then asked, "Do you wanta go over there now?" I was hesitant, I knew what he wanted, I wanted it too, and after a few second he again said, "Come on, it's okay." Smiling, I wholeheartedly said, "Okay," which made him cautiously asked, "Are you sure?" "Yea, of course I was sure," I thought, but not wanting to appear overly anxious too, I again simply said, "Yea." It again made him smile and as we headed toward his apartment, we didn’t say anything but then he again said, "I'm really glad you wanta come over." He was still wanting to see if he had a chance to get me in bed again, and when he subtly reached over and put his hand on my leg, I instinctively looked down at his hand. I could see John repeatedly glancing over, and it only took me a minute, but, I eventually put my hand on his. I really wanted him to know that I wanted to be with him, and it did make him look over at my hand on his, and sensing him smiling, I nervously didn’t look up. John then gave my thigh a little squeeze, obviously signaling he knew why I was willing to go with him, but then suddenly, he took his hand off my thigh. My hand had slid off too, and as I rested on the seat, I worried, but then he confidently looked over and said, “Okay, we’ll be there soon.” It made me again smile shyly, and it really didn't take long before we were pulling into his apartment complex, and as he quickly parked out front of his building, and we got out, John said, “Here we are.” Hurrying us inside, I was super nervous and when he put his hand on my back, guiding me to go in, he quickly closed the door behind us. Looking at me, he smiled and said, "Let's go over there," motioning toward the living room. I think he was a little nervous now too, obviously wanting it to go well, I know I did, and as we sat down, John again said, "It's really nice to be with you again." Moving closer, taking the lead, he again put his hand on my leg. Looking at each other for a moment, he asked, “Can I get you anything?” Looking up at him, I simply said, “No,” and after a few seconds, John again said, “Well, I’m glad you wanted to come over.” Not knowing what to say, I simply sat there and when he scooted closer, putting his hand on my thigh, I looked over at him. He was smiling and looking at each other he asked, “What do you want to do?” I was confused, I thought he knew, but now I wasn’t sure, however when he said, “I’ve thought about being with you,” I was relieved he had got the message. Knowing what I was about to agree to, made me nervous, and looking over at him, I politely smiled and before I could say anything he leaned toward me and said, "Close your eyes." I was hesitant, but seeing that he meant it, I nervously closed them, and when I felt him lean toward me even more, I instinctively open my eyes. I was nervous what he was going to do, figuring he was going to kiss me. However, John leaned away slightly, and as we looked at each other he said, "Don't worry.” Nervously, I looked down, I didn’t want to consider what he wanted to do, however when he lifted my chin and we looked at each other, he again told me, "Close your eyes.” Continuing to smile shyly, I nervously said, “I’m scared.” It made him smile too and then say, “Now, you’re going to make me nervous too.” He had turned to face me and putting both hands on my thighs, he leaned toward me and again whispered, “Close ‘em.” Cautiously, I closed them and when he leaned on my thighs, and I felt his lips pressing against mine, I winced, closing my eyes even tighter. It was only for a second or two, and when our lips parted, and I opened my eyes, he was smiling as we looked at each other. Seeing I was nervous, John said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Immediately I again told him I was nervous, which made him smile, and after a few seconds he said, “Don't worry.” He was still leaning toward me and seeing me continuing to smile, he again told me to close my eyes, giving my thighs a gently squeeze. Nervously, closing them, I felt him lips touching mine, as he kissed me again. I really felt it wasn’t right to be kissing a guy, never thinking I would. However, as he continued to kiss me a couple more times, it felt like he was opening his mouth, and trying to push his tongue into mine. Immediately, it made me open my eyes, and pull away, scared. Looking at him, I’m sure he knew it was making me nervous and then after a pause he said, "You're a good kisser.” I think he was merely trying to make light of it, trying put my mind at ease, trying to tell me it was okay. Instinctively, I nervously looked down, and without looking at me, he casually reached over, to feel on my chest. I didn’t think anything of it, until he slid his hand down to my crotch. Embarrassingly, I was hard,and when he felt it, he again leaned in, trying to give me a kiss. I was still scared to kiss him, however as he again told me, "Close your eyes," I smiled and closing them, our lips again met. I kept my eyes shut tight, and as he excitedly groped on my crotch, he again opened his mouth, pushing his tongue into mine. He eventually told me, “Open your mouth,” and as I did, letting his tongue in, he turned his head slightly, pushing his tongue further into my mouth. After a minute or so, our lips eventually parted, and as we looked at each other, John smiled and pulling me close he passionately said, "That was really nice." Smiling too, I didn't say anything, but feeling myself blush, I looked down at his hand on my crotch. John had scooted away a little, and moving his hand to my thigh, John suddenly asked, “Do you want to go to my bedroom.” Looking at him nervously, not saying anything, he said, "Come on," gesturing for me to stand. Eventually, we both stood, and as I looked around, he again put his hand on my back, guiding me toward a short hallway at the back of his apartment. His bedroom was dark and as we went through the door, I became so nervous, and as he continued to guide me into his bedroom, I immediately, noticed a tube of KY conveniently laying on the night stand. Briefly glancing back as John continued to move us closer to the bed, he suddenly stopped, and then turning me, we looked at each other, and smiling he again said, "Close your eyes." Smiling nervously, I again closed them, and when he kissed me, immediately pushing his tongue in my mouth, I again winced. It still felt it wasn’t right to be kissed another guy but feeling a need to reciprocate, I gingerly putting my tongue in his mouth too. It seemed to elevate the experience for both of us, especially with him feeling on my crotch, and being it was open mouth, letting our tongues touch. I tried to prepare myself, and continued to think, "I wanted this," as we kissed. John then took my hand, and as he moved it to feel on his crotch, I pulled away, and opening my eyes, I looked down. He was smiling but then seeing I was looking down, he immediately tried to undid my pants. Smiling to myself as he got them undone, letting them fall to the floor, he quickly moved to feel on my crotch with both hands. As we stood there, looking at each other, John eagerly reached down the front of my boxers. Feeling my cock and how hard I was, seemed to excite him, and when he eventually pulled down my boxers, and my cock flopped out, he immediately went down to his knee. Looking up at me, smiling as he felt on it he said, "I've missed this.” Holding it out, he immediately took it in his mouth and as I looked down , I could see his eyes where closed. Watching him sucking my dick and feeling him fondling my balls, I ended up looking toward the ceiling, with my eyes closed too. I tried to relish the moment, and thinking about when he sucked me the first time, I wanted to cum. It really felt good and after he pulled my underwear down the rest of the way, he had me step out of them. Continuing to feel on my hard cock, he stood up, and looking at each other he asked, "How was that?” It made me smile shyly, and when I nodded and told him, "It felt good," he smiled and casually wiping his mouth, he again kissed me. John immediately took off my shirt and after slipping it over my head, and tossing it aside, he took off his shirt too. Looking at each other, he took my hand, and as he placed it on his crotch, I couldn’t help but looked down. I could feel he was hard and as he had me rub his cock though his pants he ask, "What do you think?" I didn't know what to think, but he felt big, and as we looked at each other, he undid his pants, casually inching them down, making sure he grabbed his underwear too. Desperately wanting to see his cock, being I had never seen it, I continued to look down, and then as he stood up, I saw it. “Oh my god,” I thought, “he’s big.” Embarrassingly, I looked up. His dick really looked to be so big, definitely much bigger than mine, and being I was curious, I simply smiled at him. I wanted to look back down again, and when he took it in his hand, I did just that. He was circumcised, but I couldn’t get over how thick it looked, and as he pulled and rubbed it, it seemed to be kind of long too. Continuing to look at it, I thought, “Maybe it’s because he was much older, or maybe it’s his dark skin and tangled dark pubic hair that made him look so much bigger,” in either way, I couldn’t help but smile timidly. Instinctively, I looked up, not wanting to appear to be staring, and when I saw him smiling, seeing I was watching, I smiled too. He continued to rub and pull it, and then as he let it go and he took my hand, I looked down to see what he was doing. John then put my hand on his cock, and having me wrap my fingers around it, I felt just how big he really was. Nervously, I looked up, never having touched another guy's cock before, and yea it was weird to think about, but when had made me rub it up and down, I anxiously looked down. I remember his dark skin and his tangled pubic hair that reached up his stomach, and as he continued to have me rub his cock, it really felt thick and veiny, especially as his cock grew harder. Again, I looked up at him, because it was starting to turn me on, and the thought of feeling him in me again, made me shyly look away. John was smiling and again asked, "What do you think?" Nervously, I looked down at it and smiling I shyly blurting out, "You're big,” and again looked up at him. John nodded, and then after giving me a simple little kiss, he subtly turned me to face the bed. It made me glance back at him, wondering what he was going to do, and when he pushed me forward, until I was leaning over the end of the bed, I rested on my forearms. He now leaned up further, and when I felt his hard cock pressing against me, I smiled in anticipation. However, he was merely grabbing a handful of the covers, and as I watched, he simply pulled them down. Leaning back up, he pulled them down a little more and as he he let them go, he put his hands on my back. He eventually started feeling on my back, which made me smile and when he again pressed his hard cock against my ass, and his hands eventually made their way down, feeling on my ass, I became anxious. John seemed anxious too, and when he spread my ass cheeks, and then leaned away, wanting to see my butthole, he boldly remarked, "Mmmmmm, I want to be in you.” Smiling, I told myself, “I wanted that too,” but not wanting to appear too willing, I didn't say anything. He again spread my ass cheeks and then leaning against me, pushing his hard cock into my crack, grinding it up and down, he excitedly said, "Why don't you get on the bed." Looking back briefly, I smiled and then as I climbed up on the bed, John got on too. I wanted to feel him in me, I had been thinking about it, and as he spread my legs, again pressed his cock against my crack, I pushed back too, letting him know I was ready. I knew it was going to hurt, but I wanted to feel it again, and after a few seconds, John leaned back, telling me, “Move up." Smiling to myself, as he moved between my legs, he reached over me, and grabbing a pillow, he again made sure to press his cock against my ass. Placing the pillow in front of me like before, he leaned back again, and when I put my head down on it, I excitedly wrapped my hands under, grabbing it and turning my head to the side. Again, I knew I was in a compromising position with my ass in the air and my ass cheeks spread slightly, but I didn’t care. Feeling on my ass, John now asked, "Are you comfortable?” Simply nodding, I replied , "I’m okay.” Hearing this, John reached under me, and as he briefly fondling my cock, I thought, “Oh Yea.” I was hard, and I did like him feeling on my cock, but after a minute or so, he leaned to the side, grabbing the tube of lube off the nightstand. Sitting back up, he immediately flipped it open and hearing him squeeze a good amount out onto his hand, I tried to glance back, wanting to watch. He seemed to be slathering some on his cock, I turned back, waiting. John then shift a little, getting more comfortable and when he tossed to tube of KY on the bed, it made me look over. Immediately though, John spread my one ass cheek, and when he touched my butthole, I tensed up, as he dabbed and smeared some on it. Wiggling a little, it made me anxious to have him pushing into me again, and when he started to finger my ass, I tried to relax. “Mmmm,” it did feel good having his finger in me, which made me instinctively leaned up and looked back. Looking at me, he stopped, and then gently rubbing my ass he said, “Just relax.” I knew it was still going to hurt, but, "I was ready," or at least I thought I was and then after taking a deep breath, I again put my head down. John briefly pushed his finger in me again, and then moving closer, he spread my legs a little more. I knew what was coming next, and as he now gently started wiping the head of his cock into my crack, I smiled in anticipation. Again, spreading my ass with his free hand, he immediately pressed the head of his cock against my hole, and then leaning forward, continuing to tease my tight little hole, he seductively whispered, "I wanta be in you." I wanted to feel him in me too, and feeling my my butthole quiver a little, I pulled the pillow closer, trying to get comfortable. John eventually leaned away, and again said, "Relax, okay?” Immediately, I felt the pressure of him pushing into me and when I rock back, trying to help, he remarked, "You're really tight.” It made me smile, but as soon as he pushed into me more, it hurt. I tried to relax, I tried to let his cock into me, but it hurt so bad I couldn’t help but reach back, pushing on his thigh. Trying to pull away, John quickly grabbed my hips, and holding me, making me stop moving, he again told me to relax. The head of his cock felt so big as he pushed it into me, and when he pushed in more, I lifted up. He had to know it hurt because he seemed to struggle too. Eventually, he stopped and when he pulled out, I smiled and took a deep breath. John again felt on my ass again, and when he said, "Try to relax,” I knew he was going to try again. Taking another deep breath, I put my head down again, and desperately tried to relax. Feeling him put the head of his cock against my puckered little hole again, I tried to push out as he pushed in. At first it was okay, because he simply pushed in a little and pulled out, trying to go slow. Suddenly though as he pushed in further, it immediately hurt. I tried to accept it but thought, "Oh my god, I can’t do it.” Feeling me try to pull away again, he held me, not letting me move. He was in me, but only a little way, and then grabbing my shoulders, he told me, “Relax.” I nodded, but John then suddenly pulled me back toward him, pushing into me more. He was trying to force his cock in my ass, which again made me try to pull away. It hurt so bad, and when I raised up, he pushed me flat on my stomach telling me, “Stop!” Holding me down and leaning into me, he told me to relax, but it really hurt, and I continued to try to wiggle free, but I couldn’t. He did stop briefly and the pain did subside,and when I stop struggling, John immediately started trying to fuck me. Laying on my stomach, the pain subsided and it actually started feeling kind of good. John again stopped and asked, “Are you okay?” Nodding and mumbling, “It’s okay,” he pulled me back up to my knees. I needed to let him fuck me, and it really was okay, but occasionally, when he’d push deep into me, I did reach back to push on his thigh. I tried to block out the pain besti could, and as he started to move his cock, in and out of me, he leaned forward and seductively said, "Take it." As he leaned back, I immediately asked him, “Go slow.” Agreeing, he felt on my back and my ass, and when he eventually pushed on my back, making me keep my head down, I told myself, “I wanted to feel him in me.” I had been thinking about it, but right now, I just closed my eyes, and tried to accept it. I’m sure he still sensed it was hurting now and then, because he stopped, and asked, “How are you doing?” Again, I was glad he decided to take a break, because when he did stop, the hurting went away. I wanted him to cum and when he again started fucking me, and his thrusts became faster and more deliberate, he felt so big in me. Feeling on my ass, and spreading my ass cheeks slightly, it was obvious he was looking to see my butthole prolapse as his cock went in and out. I could feel it too, and I’m sure it was a turn, because I felt he was going to cum. Knowing he might be close, I tried to help by moving back and forth too, but he suddenly stop, pulled me close, and holding me, he said, “Turn your head.” Smiling, he reached around, and turning my head, he kissed me. It was open mouth and as his tongue pushing into my mouth, he again started fucking me. It was awkward and his thrusting into me were immediately more vigorous and more deliberate. I knew he was trying to cum, and then without saying anything, he leaned back up, grabbed my hips, and breathing hard, he started bucking his hips, fucking me faster. I wanted to feel him cum, and when I tried to move back and forth, helping, he pushed down on my back, trying to get us in a better position. It was obvious he wanted to cum too and when his breathing became more and more labored and he started working his cock more at the tight opening of my butthole, I knew he had to be close. It excited me, and when he tried to push deep a couple times, he whispered in an out of breath voice, “I’m gonna cum.” Trying to relax, John pulled me closer, and when I pushed back, bracing myself, he push in as much as he could. “Yea,” it hurt, and I did pull away slightly, but continuing to hold me he sternly said, “Stop!” “Oh yea,” I thought, “he must be cumming.” Stopping and trying to relax, I felt his cock pulsating inside me. It made me smile to myself, to know his cum was spilling out inside me. Feeling his warm cum inside me, I push back and after John gave a few short thrust, he again stopped and pulled out. I was relieved he was done, but as I felt him squeezing the last little bit of cum out on my ass, I suddenly felt his cum leaking out of me. It made me move a little and trying to squeeze my ass cheeks together, I unintentionally farted. Feeling more cum bubble out was embarrassing, especially when I felt John spread my ass, wanting to see. I knew my butthole was gaping, I could feel it, and when I again tried to squeeze my ass cheeks, John pulled me close. He was still out of breath and when he again rubbed my ass he said, “That was great.” I couldn’t help but smile to myself, but as cum trickled down, and dripped off my balls, John grabbed his semi hard cock and tried to push it back in me. I knew he was done, he had to be, but as the he pushed the head of his cock into me again and it slipped back in, I arched back thinking, "Oh my god, yea!" I wanted him back in me, and when he again started to vigorously try to fuck me, it seemed like he was trying to cum again. I wasn’t sure if I should try to help, but suddenly he stopped and again pulled out and laid next to me. He was out of breath, but was smiling, and seeing his face was flushed, I realized he was obviously as satisfied as I was. Telling me to lay down, he put his hand on my back and when he moving to face me he said, “Thanks.” It again made me smile and when I leaned on my side to face him, I looked down. He was feeling on his cock, and even though it was limp, I had thoughts about wanting to suck him. I’m sure he could see that I was looking and when he let go and we looked at each other, John glanced down briefly and then looking back up, asking, “Did you like that.“ Smiling, feeling a little embarrassed, John leaned toward me, giving me a side hug. Looking at me, he smiled and when I said, “I think I need to use the bathroom” there was a pause, but seeing I was concerned, he agreed. John quickly rolled off the bed, and when I slid off too, we ended up standing by each other. John was smiling and then casually put his hand on my back he told me, “I’m going to use this one,” point to the back, and then said, “Why don’t you use the one out there.” Smiling, I hurried out of the room, and going straight into the bathroom, I closed the door. I used some tissues to not only wipe my ass but also to wipe the cum off my cock and balls. Immediately, I sat down on the toilet, and knowing there was still cum in me I strained to push out whatever cum and KY was still in me. This time, I didn’t worry so much about him having cum in me, I was more worried about wanting to get back to the bedroom, knowing, he was probably there waiting. Smiling to myself, and after peeing, I wiped my ass again, and standing up, I instinctively looked into the toilet, wanting to see. Just like last time, there was some white stuff floating amongst the tissue paper, and again seeing that some had sank to the bottom, I smiled. I knew his sperm was still in me and after quickly flushing, and putting the seat down, I hurrying back to the bedroom. Going through the bedroom door, there he was. He was sitting on the end of the bed, waiting, but immediately standing up, he walked toward me and asked, “Are you okay? Smiling I simply told him, “Yea,” and after standing there for a moment, John then put his hand on my waist, moving us back over to the bed. Sitting down, he looking at me, and then pushed me to lay back. Laying back and moving up, so my legs weren’t dangling over the end, John immediately climbed on the bed too. Again as we looked at each other, he told me, “It’s really nice to be with you again.” I didn’t respond, I didn’t know what to say, but he eventually leaned toward me, giving me a kiss. It was obvious he was thinking about something and after a few seconds, he asked, "What do you want to do?" I was hesitant, but as I looked down, John casually laid back. He then took hold of his semi hard cock, and watching intently, he started pulling and stroking it. I wanted to feel it, and he had to know, because as I continued to look down, watching he said, “Give me your hand.” Looking up, he reached for my hand and then as he again placed it around his cock, and started having me rub it, I again had thoughts about going down on him. See I was nervous, he asked, You’ve never done this before, right?” Looking over at him, I didn’t say anything, but he was smiling and then he asked, “Do you wanta to suck it?” It was obvious he knew what I was thinking, and yea, I had wondered what it would be like to actually suck a guy’s cock, but I was scared to do it. I tried to focus on just stroking it, not really sure what I wanted to do. Seeing I wasn’t willing to go down on him, John casually moved his one hand to the back of my head. Looking up at him as he shifted a little, he smiled and then pushed my head down, trying to indicate he wanted me to. I continued to be scared to do it, and as my head got close to his cock, I wondered if he had cleaned it off. I again was hesitant but looking at his cock as it got close, i again looked up. Looking at me, john said, “It’s okay,” and when he took hold of it, he told me, “Open your mouth.” Thinking about having his cock in my mouth was intimating, but it was tempting too, and when it got close to my face, it smelled like he had cleaned it, and when it touched my lips, I closed my eyes, letting him put it in my mouth. Feeling the head of his cock in my mouth was weird but it was a turn on too. I couldn’t believe what I was doing and as John put both of his hands on my head and said, “That’s it,” I glanced up. He had his eyes closed and when he made my head slowly move up and down, and the head of his cock went in and out of my mouth, I thought, “What if he cums?” I didn’t really think he could, but it was in the back of my mind and yea, in a way, I did want to taste it. He was hard now, and after forcing my head down, causing me to gag a little, John suddenly stopped and said, “Oh yea, you’ve gotta stop.” Figuring that, “Yea, he was probably going to cum,” I looked up at him, letting his cock drop out of my mouth. John grabbed my shoulders and pulling me back up , he smiled and said, “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” When I didn’t say anything, he continued by semi jokingly saying, “Well, you’re really good at it.” It did make me smile shyly, and as he gave me a kiss, I could see he was againthinking about something. He continued to look at me for a moment, and then leaning away, he looked down. It made me a little self conscious, feeling he was probably looking at my cock, but then looking up at me again he asked,"You've never,” but before finishing his thought he stopped. Looking at each other I was curious and when I said, “What?” John smiled and said, “You’ve never, fucked anyone before, have you?" He already knew the answer, but I think he wanted me to think about it, but the comment, made me hesitate to answer. Seeing that the wheels were turning, and figuring that he'd be my first, he felt on my thighs. Eventually, I told him, "No," and when he heard this, John immediately asked, "Do you wanta try it?" Again, I was hesitant to answer but thought, "Yea, I want to.” Smiling, I had an idea what to do, but as I looked at him, I started to have second thoughts about whether I could actually do it, and thought of being in him, made me worry. He was so much older and more experienced, and feeling I might disappoint him, I didn’t say anything. John however smiled, and as we looked at each other he again asked, “So you wanta try it?” Telling him, “I don’t know,” seemed to make him question it, and eventually John said, “It’s okay, don’t worry,” and then said, “Maybe another time.” It did make me smile, relieved he was okay with me not wanting to do, and after letting out a big exhale, John stood up and again said, “Don’t worry.” Again, I didn’t say anything, but after a few seconds he asked, “You wanta spend the night?” Thinking about it for a minute, I wasn’t sure if I should and when he said, “I understand if you don’t want to.” I hesitated, I wanted to stay and considered it, but feeling my parents would probably worry, I said, “I better not.” Seeing I probably wasn’t going to stay, John started feeling on my cock hoping he might convince me. I wasn’t hard, but as he continued to rub and stroke it, it did started to get hard. John was looking down, but looking up, I want you to cum.” Looking down I smiled and as he took my cock in his mouth, I laid back. I think he needed to get me to cum, to signal I liked being with him. Immediately, I tried to concentrating, knowing he wasn’t going to stop until he got me to cum. It really felt good, and when he happened to stop sucking he looked up and asked, “Are you going to cum? Nodding, he again started stroking and sucking me and as I concentrated, it didn’t take long. Wanting to cum for him, I didn’t say anything, and as I got close, I gradually bucked my hips. Reaching down, touching his head, I immediately started to cum. I know he felt it, because he stopped and holding my cock in his mouth he gently stroked it. “Oh yea,” it felt good to cum and smiling as John moved up, letting my cock lay on my leg, he moved up. As we looked at each other, he smiled and asked, How was that?” It made me smile and when I didn’t say anything, John leaned up to kiss me. I didn’t know what to do, knowing I had just cum in his mouth, but as he pressed his lips against mine, I closed my eyes. I cringed a little and when he pushed his tongue in my mouth, I instinctively pushed my tongue into his mouth. I didn’t taste anything and as our lips parted he again asked, “Sure you can’t stay?” It was starting to get late and as we got dressed, John said, “Why don’t you come by tomorrow,” and then said, “If you want to.” It made me smile, but being nervous I simply said, “Maybe.” He seemed to be okay with that, and after he took me home, I couldn’t help but think, “Am I gay.” I liked having sex, I liked the feel, I didn’t want to think I might be gay, but being at that time, John was the only person to have sex with me, I was troubled. Again, I tried to stay away from John, but wanting to be with him was always in the back of my mind, probably because he was the only one to ever have sex with me. Yes, I’ve had sex with several girls since then, but continually feel I have to convince myself I’m not gay, telling myself, “It was only a one time thing.” However, the thought of having someone actually fucking me, whether it’s another guy or a transsexual is constantly in my thoughts, even when I’m having sex with girls.

It was an incredibly hot, fun and exciting summer. I had just finished my first year of college; I was having driving lessons, and hanging out with some real cool people. I had the whole summer ahead of me, to get a tan, shop with my friends, and if my dream came true, I would soon be dating the hottest guy on earth! (or so I thought at the time! lol.) I had hung out with Jay and his friends a couple times, but I still wasn't receiving the kind of attention from him I was expecting. I had never had trouble pulling a boy before, and I knew many guys wanted to date me, and many people had said I should be a model, which I would be my dream job! (Little did I know at the time, but that actually came true, but it wasn’t quite how I imagined it to be.) But, Jay was different, he was so cool, I couldn't be sure if he liked me or not. He was so aloof I could never tell if he wanted me or not. Today was going to be different! A friend of Jay's had text to say they were going to hang out maybe go to the movies and get some drinks, and that I should come! Of course I accepted!!!Today was the day the sparks of romance would ignite something special! I had just had my hair bleached, to get it bright blonde ,and had it cut, I had been shopping with the girlies the day before, and had an amazing new denim skirt to wear, that was pretty damn short, but it showed of the best part of me, my long slender legs! (it’s only now I know, that maybe it revealed a bit too much!) The night before the big day I had waxed my legs, so they were silky smooth! (And yes, yes if you’re wondering I waxed my pussy too!!! just in case! lol.) I know you guys are probably wandering what I look like, so I won’t keep you in suspense any longer! I have always been very petite I am just 5'4 tall, dress size 6, natural blonde, blue eyes, and I'm sure you'll consider this the most important bit of info; 30C. So I was wearing my new denim skirt, that I had bought with the £20 dad had given me yesterday. It was very.... very short, (but I had my best pink lacy knickers on underneath so didn’t think it mattered if the odd person saw a flash of my bum!) a white vest top, and cute white pumps. I spent nearly 2 hours getting my hair and make-up perfect! My mum and sister complimented how pretty I looked as I walked through the kitchen. I walked into the garage. I knew my dad would be there. When he is not at work he is either in the kitchen drinking tea or pottering about in the garage. The garage door was open and the sun beamed and lit up the cold damp room. He was standing in the rays talking to pervert Pete from next door. Pete was a strange retired old man in his late sixties, he lived alone and spent most of his time drinking in his back garden, and during the summer perving on me and my sister when we sunbathed in the garden! Despite this he was a nice man, and my sister and I used to tease him terribly for perving on us. My dad turned, walked toward and past me to his work bench, so that his back was to me, to put away some screwdrivers Pete had obviously just returned to him. ‘Yes, Lucy, what you want, and don’t let the reply be money!’ He said sternly. My back was now to Pete and standing behind my dad I sensed Pete was looking at my bum and legs in my new skirt. ‘Well, I just need £10 as Jay has invited me to the cinema.’ I said in a begging manner. I turned to check on Pete and caught him crouched down, about two paces closer, looking up my skirt! Cheeky old devil! I pulled up my skirt over my bum and with my knees and toes pointing together bent over slightly and wiggled my bum at Pete. I didn’t have to look to enjoy the near heart attack he would be having, it pleased me enough just to know. ‘There is no way I’m giving you anymore money Lucy! I gave you £20 yesterday and you told me that would last you the week! What has happened to that money?’ He said, his voice rose annoyed by my audacity to ask again. ‘I needed to buy a new skirt.’ I said simply. ‘What?!?!’ He screamed and spun on the spot with furious speed. In a flash I stood up straight and pulling my skirt down as I did, Pete shot up, like a jack in the box, now I’m sure he’d be having a heart attack! ‘There is absolutely no way I am giving you one more penny! You have a whole wardrobe full of skirts! I have told you for the last three months, you’re old enough to get a job and start buying your own clothes....’ I ran back in the house, as my dad’s words faded out of my hearing, leaving him to have his tantrum. Great! I thought. Now I’m not going to be able to go to the cinema with Jay and his friends. This sucks! Fuck it! I’m going to go anyway, If Jay wants me, he will have to prove it by paying for me! I had accepted this annoying but not disastrous change to my plans, until my mum told me that she couldn’t give me a lift to the beach, ‘cause my stupid selfish brother had borrowed the car! So I would have to get the bus!!! It was nearly an hour bus ride and on such a hot day, I was convinced it would ruin my hair, and there with it my chances with Jay! I was so annoyed! So now I had no money and I had to survive the bloody bus! Things couldn’t get much worse. I wasn’t going to let my useless parents beat me! I was going to make things happen with Jay despite all odds! I left the house, slamming the door behind me! I’ll show them I thought, not only am I going to make Jay mine, I’m going to get a cool job and earn loads of money and not work in a stupid shop or a bar like my dad keeps saying. I will be a dancer or a model! They will see! As I walked past Pete’s house I heard his front door open. ‘Lucy.’ He called out. ‘Lucy, would you come here a moment I have something for you.’ I turned and walked toward Pete, he was standing at his front door, holding a twenty pound note above his shoulder, as if out of my reach. I walked right up to him and beamed up to him fluttering my eyelids, as he looked down on me from the height of his doorstep. ‘I couldn’t help but notice you are in a bad mood sweetheart, what’s wrong?’ He said in his old croaky voice. ‘My dad’s an arsehole!’ I snapped, scowling and stamping the ground with my foot! ‘He has got a point dear, you turned 18 last week, it is about time you started being responsible and earning your own money.’ He said in a soft croak. ‘I know! But I haven’t got a job and I refuse to spend my summer working in a stupid shop earning £5.50 an hour!’ I replied stamping the ground twice more. ‘Well, I have got a little job for you and you could earn this twenty pound note in a few minutes.’ He said teasingly waving the note in his wrinkly old fingers. I sighed. ‘Oh, ok, Pete, what have I got to do?’ Knowing exactly that I was going to have to do something naughty for him. ‘Why don’t you come in and let me take a couple pictures of your cute bum and those pink panties?’ I sighed even deeper this time! ‘I knew I would have to do something like that, Oh, ok, ok.’ I said reluctantly. I walked into Pete’s house and into the living room. I felt quite safe. I had known Pete for years and been to his house a hundred times. He wasn’t a bad man he was just lonely and horny since his wife died a couple years ago, which was really sad and I did feel sorry for him. Besides I had done this kind of thing for him quite a few times before, and he always did something for me in return. Despite him being a dirty old man, it was only Pete, he was quite harmless, and if I got £20 for flashing my bum, then why the hell not! I stood in the middle of his cosy living room, he came up very close, slid his hand down my back, over my bum and down the back of my thigh, back up my thigh and up my skirt. He ran his hand between my bum cheeks and started rubbing my pussy hard through the thin lace of my knickers. This made me feel gross, but I wanted that £20. ‘That’s not my bum Pete!’ I warned him. ‘Oh you can’t blame me, Lucy you’re such a pretty girl, besides you never got me a Birthday card!’ ‘I didn’t know it was your birthday!’ I exclaimed. ‘It’s ok, you’re making up for it now.’ He croaked. I sighed again and folded my arms in a huff. After a minute or two, he said; ‘Right! Let us get a couple pictures of that bum!’ He pulled his camera from a shelf and told me to bend over. I did as he told me, parting my legs, pulling up my skirt and with my legs straight put my hands on the low coffee table. ‘Click, Click, Click.’ Went his camera. Looking down between my legs I could see the excitement on his face, like a pig in poo! I giggled to myself. I must admit I was enjoying knowing I could make this dirty, but sweet old man so excited, It was a sort of good feeling, I couldn’t help but tease him a little more. I wiggled my bum like bait, spun around and walked toward him whilst holding my skirt up. As he was sitting in his armchair my crotch was at his eyelevel, I grinded my hips less than an inch from his face, he started to groan and getting restless in his chair. ‘Click, Click, Click.’ Went his camera. I ran my hands down over my body seductively. ‘Oh, ohhhh, ohhhh...’ I moaned teasing him even more. I struggled to hold the giggles in as his eyebrows went up and down like yoyo’s. Pete dropped the camera and frantically undid his belt and fly’s, pulling out his ugly old penis, he started wildly wanking it, his eyes nearly rolling back in his head. I picked up the camera, with a mischievous grin I started taking pictures of him. ‘Click, Click, Click.’ I turned from him and without him being able to see, pulled down the front of my knickers and with the camera in my other hand took a cheeky picture of my freshly shaved pink slit. ‘A little treat for him later.’ I thought, giggling to myself. Oh, this was fun! I threw the camera on the sofa and bent over right in front of him again, this time bending right over so my hands touched the floor. The lace of my pink knickers were nearly see-thru other than the cotton that covered the gusset, so Pete got a close up view of everything! ‘Oh Lucy, Lucy, Oh God!’ He exclaimed. I turned to see he had made a mess all over himself! It was gross but funny too! I giggled again. ‘You’re a naughty little tease!’ He said in between his heavy huffs and puffs, red faced and clearly exhausted by so much activity! ‘Well, you’re a dirty old man!’ I exclaimed back! ‘Can I have my twenty quid now please?’ He reached into his pocket, as if too exhausted to move and handed me the twenty pound note. ‘Thanks! I gota go, I gota catcha bus! See ya.’ I ran out the door and down the road still giggling to myself. Pete is a funny dirty old man I thought to myself. As I stepped on the shiny red sauna on wheels, I noticed the driver slowly look me up and down, and seemed to enjoy the time it took me to find the right change, as he used it to slyly look down my top and admire my legs! Cheeky bugger! I didn't really care that much, I was becoming used to this kind of attention. Over the previous couple years this was happening more and more frequently, and if it ever became uncomfortable or annoying I had learnt from my experiences with pervy Pete that to let them know, I know they are 'checking me out', was normally the best thing to do! This was such an occasion, as I was in such a bad mood at having to get the bus in the first place! So as soon as I'd handed my fare over, I spun 180 degrees on my heels, bent over, and flashed him my bum! 'There, you got an eyeful! Happy now!?' I snapped at him. As I spun back I noticed he had turned quite crimson! I marched up to the back of the bus, quite smug with myself! To my surprise the bus was completely empty, and I had the whole back seat to myself! A couple stops later, a guy got on. He walked up the bus, and locked eyes on me. He walked assertively up the aisle, not taking his eyes off me the whole time. ‘Oh God, oh, god, please, please don’t sit next to me!’ I thought. He sat one row in front, to the right of me, no more than a metre away. Sat sideways on the seat and still looking directly at me. This freaked me out! I didn’t know what to do! THUD. And the bus shook when his weight hit the seat hard. He slouched back against the window, his huge fat gut in front of him, his greasy, black, un-kept hair and dirty looking skin made me feel itchy. He was not only hugely overweight but a naturally big man..., no.. he was more a beast, standing at least 6’7, with huge, scaly, lizard like hands, covered in thick hair that would easily fit around my thigh! His flabby, badly tattooed biceps that his stain riddled t-shirt were struggling to contain were thicker than my thigh! I noticed he only had about four misshaped, tobacco stained teeth, when he grinned sleazily at me. He was so ugly and scary. Weathered rough skin, unshaven face and a big crooked flat nose that had clearly been broken many times. A heavy thick brow, gave him a caveman appearance. His pervy, mean, dark eyes were now slowly studying every part of me, and I could feel a thick, black, sleazy slime being left on my skin. His breathing was heavy and course and every time he breathed out it made his whole fat ugly face wibble like a jelly! Yuk! His eyes stripped me and mauled me, I felt embarrassed, humiliated as if I was forced to strip in front of a crowd! He knew that I knew he was looking and he didn’t care one bit! With his eyes alone he had turned me into nothing more than a girl in the centre page of a cheap, dirty magazine! ‘Why me?!?!’ I thought furiously. ‘Why me? why couldn’t he have sleazed and gawped at some other girl!? If Jay looked at me this way, I would have been so pleased, but this guy!? Could you ever imagine a girl like me, even talking to, or being in the same room as a disgusting, gross, ogre like this?!’ I turned my legs away from him, behind the seat and turned my body to face the window in an effort to hide more of myself from him, but he only then bent his head slightly and he could see more of my thighs and bum! Damned skirt! I was too scared to try and walk past him, to the front of the bus. I was trapped! I had no choice but to try and endure this degradation, whilst this beast feasted on me with his eyes! ‘Why me, why me?!’ I kept repeating, with venom over and over in my head. ‘A fat ogre like that shouldn’t be allowed to look at a girl like me! Why me?! I hate him!’ Then out of nowhere a thought in the form of a voice popped in my head. ‘Why shouldn’t he look at you?’ For a moment my mind was blank... I couldn’t find one answer to that question. ‘Because he is fat and gross!’ I snapped back at the thought in shear desperation to not lose this argument with my mind! ‘Oh so because YOU think he is fat and gross, he should not be allowed to have sexual desires? If this was Jay you would be very pleased that he wanted you in this way.’ Replied the thought calmly. ‘It seems very unfair to like one person for finding you sexually pleasing, yet hate another for finding you sexually pleasing.’ ‘Errrr... I guess so.’ I thought back. ‘That is a bit silly!’ The thought continued, ‘It’s not his fault you find him fat and gross. It is clear he can’t help but look at you in this way. He hasn’t chosen to, to make you feel bad, or uncomfortable. He is driven by a chemical sexual urge that YOU have stirred in him. You can’t blame him for that, and you can’t blame him, for YOU thinking him fat and gross.’ ‘Gosh... I feel bad now, the way I have been so physically repelled by him, is not his fault at all.’ A wash of a mixture of feelings ran through me. I actually felt sorry for this repulsive beast! I felt guilty and mean for acting the way I did, and thinking the venomous thoughts about him. This must have happened to him his whole life. I actually started to feel that I should let him look, and let him enjoy looking at me. I realised that no matter how he appears, he will have sexual thoughts and desires. They would have to be about some girl, who that girl was, is up to him, no matter what they think, so it might as well be me. A kindness rose within me, and the sense that I should be nice to him. Still feeling nauseous by his appearance and repulsed by his nature, I looked down at my chest, as if I could still hide a part of myself by doing so, I bit my lip nervously as I slid out from behind the seat and turned my legs toward him, giving him an easy, clear view of all of me, especially my legs, which he seemed most interested in. Still biting my lip nervously, I slowly looked up, to see him now leant toward me, a caveman like grin on his face, his eyes wide and licking his lips. ‘H...Hi, my name is Lucy.’ I quietly stammered. His eyes slowly worked their way up my legs, over my naval and paused momentarily on my boobs. Without even thinking, like when you do something stupid, but only realise how silly it was after you’ve done it. I pushed my bum into the back of the seat, arched my lower back, pushed out my chest, slightly tilted my head back and lent forward in one smooth motion, presenting him with the best view I could of my boobs in my low cut vest top. I knew he would easily be able to see down my top. The nausea and fear stirred in my throat, I could feel my heart beat pulsing hard, my chest heaving with deep breaths and could feel my hands trembling as I was offering my body to be feasted on by this repulsive monster selflessly for his pleasure alone. ‘ Ello Lucy. You are a tasty bit’ a muff, aren’t you!’ He snarled. ‘Erm... Thank you.’ I squeaked, through a forced smile to show I accepted his compliment. ‘Are you a model?’ He said, not taking his eyes off my legs. ‘No, but I would love to be. People have said I’m pretty enough, but I’m not tall enough for the catwalk, so I’d have to do glamour. It’s just a daydream though, I wouldn’t even know how to start being a model, agencies don’t wana know unless you have a portfolio and experience.’ I stopped abruptly realising I was nervously chattering away and saying more than I should. ‘You just gota get on the net and start replying to ads. There are loads’a amateur photographers out there needing models. That’s how you build up a portfolio.’ He replied almost as if on autopilot, like it was something he had said a million times. I did wonder how a beast like him knew so much about modelling, but what he said made sense. ‘Lovely legs!’ He grunted, almost proudly as if he’d just found a buried treasure and claiming it as his. Again doing the stupid act before thinking, I nervously giggled and automatically I stretched my legs out, toes pointing down the bus aisle I kicked swiftly as if playfully splashing in an imaginary pool, displaying my tanned slender legs right in front of him in an unconscious approval of his confession of sleazing over me, hidden in the form of a crude compliment! As quick as a cat, despite his hugeness and seemingly cumbersome frame, his huge arm shot out of nowhere and snatched my ankle firmly, easily engulfing it in his rough paw. I froze, like a startled antelope in the jaws of a lion. He looked up at me with his crooked, evil grin. I relaxed a little as I realised this monster was playing with me. ‘Gotcha!’ He gruffed at me in a deep chuckle. This reassured me, that although this movement was fast, rough and frightening, to him it was gentle and playful. Still not knowing what to do or say, I just watched him as he drooled his eyes over my leg. His eyes found their way to mine and I noticed a sinister twinkle, his hand then slowly but assertively pulled my leg about eight inches toward him and in turn spreading my legs, which revealed to him a view right up my skirt allowing him to see my pink lacy knickers! My brain told my lips to say things like ‘Oie you dirty fucker, get the fuck off me!’ but all that my lips produced were ‘Umm... Hey!’ The beast slowly and casually looked up at me, as if he heard a distant sound that didn’t deserve much interest. ‘I, Umm... don’t think you can do that.’ I said quietly. He lowered his head back to between my legs. He didn’t need to say anything. His action told me he didn’t care what I said. He is going to do, whatever he wants to do. He continued slowly pulling my legs further apart. My mind raced and scrambled to find a way of making him stop, then his other hand started to slide up the inside of my calf. ‘Errr! ... Please, I, Err, think you should ask before you do something like that!’ I said as if I was trying to explain to a retard not to eat with their hands! ‘Ok, next time I will ask.’ He said sarcastically. He paused for a moment. ‘I wana look down your top again.’ He stated as a matter of fact. I had to find a way of getting him to let go off my ankle, if anyone else got on the bus they would see me with my legs akimbo! ‘Err... well, I duno... if I let you, will you let go of my ankle?’ He slowly, reluctantly released his firm grip on me and confirming the deal. Quickly I closed my legs, my muscles tense, my knees hard together. I thought that if I let him have a real good look down my top, the suspense would be over and he may leave me alone a bit. So I stood up and sat down next to him. He smelled. A potent mixture of stale clothes, cigarettes, alcohol and B.O.! Gross! My eye level at his chest I pushed my chest out tilted my chin back, head to the side (which helped my nose get away from his odour!) and with either hand over the low neck line of my vest I pulled it down a couple inches, allowing him as bold a view anyone would give in public! ‘Good girl, stay just like that.’ He throated slowly. ‘You should work down at the club. The boys would have a lot of fun with you and you could earn yourself some easy money!’ ‘What club?’ I said. ‘The Workmans Club.’ He stated as if I should have known. I knew of this club. It was a small members only club. From what I knew consisted of builders, lorry drivers and generally dirty old men, etc. My friend Emily once bragged on a drunken night out that she stripped there when she was 16, for £100! I was sure she had made this up. I had heard many rumours and stories of stripping and prostitution going on. It did seem like a secretive place, only selected members were allowed to join. I was sure the stories had been greatly exaggerated as all rumours are and had never paid them much attention. ‘I’m not a stripper or a slag.’ I said. I was a little annoyed that he suggested such a thing! He laughed coarsely and his mammoth belly jiggled, shaking the chair we both sat on! ‘Not all the girls are strippers. All you gota do is serve drinks, dress slutty and flash your tits a bit, and you get paid £8 an hour, and most girls earn £50 to £100 a shift in tips.’ ‘Wow that is quite a lot of money, but I duno if I’d flash my boobs to strangers.’ Then it dawned on me what I was doing. There I was letting a fat ugly beast I didn’t know look down my top... Maybe I would I thought. That is amazing money. I would only have to work their one night and spend the rest of the week partying and shopping! He pulled out a crumpled up bit of paper from his pocket. It was a flyer for the club. From another he pulled out a half chewed biro and scribbled a number on the back. He folded the flyer into four and calmly but swiftly put his hand down my top! As I was facing the other way to escape his smell It was too late to stop him, he had his hand inside my bra and firmly squeezing my boob before I knew what was happening! ‘Hey! ....’ I yelped! I grabbed hold of his wrist with both hands to try and pull his hand out of my top, but I would have had more luck uprooting a tree from the ground! He laughed out loud, while I spent a few disgust filled seconds trying to pull his gorilla like hand from my top. He let go, leaving the folded flyer in my bra. ‘Don’t get your knickers in a twist girl, I was just giving you something.’ ‘Yeah, a bruised boob!’ I said while adjusting my bra. ‘You can’t go around doing that to girls, it’s not nice! You shouldn’t do that! It’s mean and horrid! You’re nothing but a nasty pervert!’ I snapped at him, with venom, almost surprised the words came out this time, although the words running through my mind were a lot worse! His gaze at my boobs didn’t flinch at my verbal attack and neither did any other part of him. I wasn’t sure if he didn’t care or just didn’t understand. ‘On that flyer is the number of one of the boys that runs the club, he is also a professional glamour photographer. The fact I have given you that number means I have said you’re ok and want you to work at the club. If you do well there he can help you on your way to being a model.’ ‘Oh... umm. Thank you.’ A huge wave of guilt ran through me. If what he said was true, he had just given me a key to the door of the career of my dreams, and I just had a go at him and probably made him feel bad for feeling my boob. Gosh, the amount of strangers that have touched my bum or boobs in nightclubs for no reason and I consider that harmless fun, not to mention all the dirty things I’ve let Pete do to me. But because I think this guy repulsive I just have a massive go at him, and he was actually doing something really nice for me. That was so mean of me. He only wanted a little feel of my boob. I dropped my head a bit embarrassed by my little outburst. ‘I, Umm. I’m sorry for having a go at you. Th-thank you for the number.’ I sat there still feeling awkward and guilty. Not flinching at all from my words and still gawping at my boobs, I couldn’t be sure if I had annoyed him or not. I certainly didn’t want to upset the ugly beast, not only would he be a real scary pissed off beast, but he may change his mind about the number and tell the guy not to give me work. Most of all I wanted to be able to drop this bad guilt feeling. Words hadn’t managed to shift it. I knew I would have to make a peace offering. God, oh God, I can’t believe I’m gona have to do this.’ I thought, but the words came out despite my reluctance. ‘I guess, umm... if you really wana, you can touch my boobs for a minute.’ I said in my ‘I’m sorry – innocent young girls voice.’ The beast licked his lips and groaned with delight. I sat up and turned to him, shielding the rest of the bus, from the sacrifice of dignity I was about to offer to the beast. I turned my head away so I wouldn’t have to deal with the nausea from looking at him. I leant forward again, but this time I slid the straps to my vest off my shoulders, the vest dropped, hanging on my boobs. My full cleavage offered up to his sleazy disgusting wishes. He looked at my chest like a homeless tramp would stare at a Christmas banquet. His hands slid inside my top, I closed my eyes, revolted by what I was allowing this disgusting beast to do to me. He fondled and groped me roughly, he pushed and pulled me. ‘Lovely tits! Firm fresh tits!’ He stated with enthusiasm. Mauling me so roughly he had caused my bra straps off my shoulders, and my boobs were now naked, only covered by his huge coarse palms. Every time I attempted to pull my bra straps back up, he would grab my wrist almost violently and slamming it back to my side. He didn’t need to say a word. This told me I had no choice but to endure this gross use of my body and just do my best to put the repugnant images of him out of my head. ‘You’re so tiny and tight Lucy, I’d love to wear you on my cock, bet your cunt is a tasty tight little fuck hole!’ he said drunk on his own horniness, like an animal in heat. His crude comments about how he’d like to use me made me feel pretty awful, like I wanted to cry, but I knew they weren’t personal. It was just his sexual impulses taking over. I made it through a few more moments, before I said; ‘Ok, ok, that’s enough now.’ I pulled away, pulling the stretched straps to my bra and top back onto my shoulders and covering my pink nipples, regaining my dignity. He let me. After a moment’s pause he said; ‘Yeah, you’d be a great little model, this is why!’ As he grabbed a huge lump in his baggy, dirty trousers. As he pulled it, pulling the fabric over it, its outline was very clear. His penis was stupidly big, and clearly very hard! For a moment I wasn’t sure it was real, it made me jump back in my seat. It was thicker than my forearm and nearly as long! I had never seen anything like it. I was disgustingly amazed, like looking at a freak show! I quickly turned my eyes, trying to show I wasn’t a tiny bit fascinated, but I think he saw my eyes widen in amazement. He roared a laugh. ‘That’s what a good model does! She makes dicks go hard! A stripper knows she is nothing but a sexual object for whoever is willing to pay, a model is no different, except she likes to think she is not.’ He said through his roar. ‘Lucy, you’d be a great model. You make dicks go hard!’ Still laughing. Although I was grossed out by what he said, I also had a strange good feeling in me. Like I had given a homeless guy my change. I had done a nice thing. I had given this beast a little sexual thrill. Maybe that is all models are for, to embody sex and their bodies used for sexual fantasies in the minds of men. He does sort of make sense, I thought. I guess even a high end model like Kate Moss or Lily Cole are in magazines and on posters for all to enjoy. They have no control over who uses the images of their bodies for sexual self-satisfaction. Their bodies could be used by Brad Pitt, or this fat ugly beast here, they are there for the enjoyment of all, no discrimination. I kind of thought that is a good thing, as someone like Mr. Beast here would never experience a sexual encounter with someone pretty or beautiful unless he paid them. I guess that’s why I felt good that I let him enjoy me, even if I was sacrificing my pleasure to give him his pleasure. I guess that also means I must be pretty and beautiful enough to be sacrificed for the enjoyment of Mr. Beast. ‘You got the right attitude too.’ He continued. ‘Most girls with tasty bodies that dress sexy, like you, are stuck up. It seems to me, you know you’re no better than anyone else. If men leech and leer at you, it’s a good thing. Means your sexy and men want you, take it as a compliment and be nice to those guys, they are the reason you will make it or break it as a model.’ ‘Ok, err... thanks.’ I said quietly, not sure how to take his advice. ‘ ‘ere, gimme your number, I will ring you if I know of any castings or auditions.’ I thought about this for a moment. If I gave him my real number he may bother and pester me. If I don’t, he may genuinely want to help me get some real model work, but I’ll never know unless I give him my real number. ‘Umm... Ok.’ I said nervously and proceeded to read out my real number to him as he typed it into his phone. ‘This is my stop.’ He gruffed. He firmly placed his hand on my thigh almost swallowing it in his hand and squeezed hard before getting up and walking down the aisle and out of the bus door. I sat there not sure knowing how to feel about what I had just been through. I had four more stops to go. I pulled the folded up flyer from my bra and put it safely into my pocket. ‘I’ll keep that.’ I thought. ‘Never know, there can’t be any harm in trying.’ XXX I hope you liked my story. If you do, please let me know and I will post more of what happened to me as I made my journey into the sleazy world of modelling, stripping.... and other things I won’t mention just yet! Lol. Lucy. xxx

My Love Life Chapter 4 Jude and Eve After I broke up with Dottie, then Carrie, then Janice, I found a couple of great strippers Jude and Eve. I often went with the guys to a strip club to drown my sorrows and watch a great show. There were two gals that were strippers that worked at a club just a little bit down Main street. Jude was long and lanky, with beautiful mid-sized titties. She reminded me alot of Janice. She had beautiful dirty blonde hair. Eve was a slender and dark girl with dark hair. It looked like she grew up on an island in the pacific. These two ladies worked at a club called the Intimate Lounge as strippers or Go-Go dancers as they were called back then. My two buddies at the time Rod and Robert and I would go to the lounge (or bar or pub as some of you know it as). We would drink our beer and watch the show. After a few months being there as regulars, we got to know some of the ladies that were giving us a show. Eve and Jude would flirt with us, and even give us some special treatment. Jude would sprinkle sand on the dance stage so she could slide her feet when she was dancing. Jude would dance up to me and put her covered pussy in my face and rub her twat on my nose so I could bet a good smell. She smelled great. It smelled like candy. I later found out she sewed up the bottom where there was a snap to open up the bottom for the gals to use the bathroom without having to pull off the entire outfit. She sewed up the bottom snap cause if a patron was to open it they could get arrested if their pussy was exposed. The outfit covered the gals from their pussy to their tits. They would pull dowh the strapps at the top to show their tits. I got to know these two ladies quite well. One day while we were watching the show Jude came and sat on my lap, like she did on some nights. I was careful not to fall in love with Jude, but I felt that stiring in my heart and groin. After Janice, I knew she would leave me with a broken heart. She actually warned about falling for her as she would break my heart. She told me she had to move out of her apartment because she and Eve were evicted for making too much noise late at night. The lounge closed at 2 AM and after work, these ladies loved to party. She told me where she lived, and I recognized the apartment’s name. My father owned the building. I made a phone call to my father (he and my mom divorced and my mother re-married) and told him about the dilemma. I didn’t want Jude and Eve to get evicted. My father wanted me to meet at the apartment so he could talk to the manager. I notified Jude and set the appointment. While I was there the ladies dressed like the girl next door. The manager told my father that these ladies were having loud parties late into the night. Jude told my father that she was a waitress at a bar (not a stripper). She told him it wouldn’t happen again. The manager let them stay in the apartment. A couple of days later Jude asked me if I could come over sometime, and I told her I could around lunch time on Saturday. When I got there, I discovered 4 strippers in the living room. Jude and Eve wanted to show their appreciation. The ladies invited me in. Eve went to the kitchen and came back with a beer. Meanwhile Jude and the other ladies were giggling and talking in one of the bedrooms. The two friends of Jude and Eve were very pretty. Three of the girls went into the bedroom and shut the door. That left Eve and I in the living room. About 5 minutes later the 3 ladies came out of the bedroom wearing see through teddies. I don’t even remember the other 2 girls names. I’ll Just call them the blonde and the redhead. Hey that was 40 years ago, and I never saw these other 2 girls again after that night. They worked at a different club. Two ladies had thong underwear on, but Jude was completely naked under her see through gown. I could see her beautiful body right through the thin fabric. She had her pussy completely shaved except a small strip over her pussy. She called it her landing strip. The 2 ladies came over to me and sat on each side of me. Eve started some music. Jude started to dance around and the girls that sat beside me started to rub me through my clothes. The one on my left side (The redhead) started to rub my now stiff pecker on the outside of my pants. In just a few minutes the ladies pulled their thongs off. Now I could see two completely clean-shaven pussies. Their pussies glistened. I found out later they were wearing a special gel that had a taste and smell of candy. The blonde on my right pulled the nightie up, stood in front of me and ground her twat into my face. I reached out and grabbed her by the hips and stuck out my tongue to lick her clit. She let out a moan. That gel smelled and tasted like Strawberry jam. It made me lick and suck harder. The redhead on my left reached between the blonde and myself and unzipped my zipper. She pulled out my stiff rod and was giving me a hand job. Meanwhile Eve and Jude were dancing to the music. Eve lit up a joint and passed it around. I took a couple hits from it and allowed the other girls do whatever they wanted to me. Jude pushed the blonde out of the way, so she was in front of me. The blonde huffed off for a minute and went to the kitchen to get more drinks. Jude took off my glasses and set them on the coffee table. She then pushed me back on the couch and jumped up and placing her feet on the couch. She then bent her knees to feed her pussy to my face. That was the smell that I was quite used to at the lounge. It was the Cotton candy smell. For those of you that are in Europe, that is known as candy floss. It tasted sweet as I devoured Jude’s twat. On my left side the redhead started to pull down my jeans and underwear. Now with that my dick was standing straight up. Jude lowered herself onto my firm dick, as the redhead aimed my dick to her heavenly hole. After a few minutes I told Jude, “I’m getting close to cumming”. She slid down my dick and held it there for a minute. My sensation slowly went away. Jude started to ride me again and she let out a loud squeaky moan. She was still riding me, and I shot out my gobs of semen into her twat. After shooting my load deep into Jude, she climbed down, and the redhead took hold of my now shrinking rod and started to lick off the cum still left on me. She then lowered her mouth over my cock and sucked me dry. After a few minutes of the redhead giving me the best blowjob, I have ever had, I was hard again. By that time the blonde was sitting on my right and wanted to share my dick with the redhead. Both girls licked up each side of my now stiff manhood, and they kissed each other using their tongues. The blonde stood up and leaned over the couch with her ass in the air. Jude said, “Rex fuck that blonde bitch good”. With that the blonde gave Jude a dirty look and gave me a naughty smile and wiggled her finger as if to say come here. Between the weed, sex, and beer; when I got up, I was light headed. I staggered over to the blonde and shoved my cock into her very wet pussy. She moaned, “Take me”. And that I did. She pushed back against my rod as I jack-hammered that pussy. The blonde was quite vocal. She almost screamed, “FUCK ME HARD” “MAKE ME CUM” and “I WANT YOU TO FILL ME UP”. Until then I never heard another woman be that vocal when I fucked her. Most of the time with other girls I fucked; we were quiet because we were around other people. I was spent. I couldn’t move for about an hour. Later Eve’s black boyfriend came over and looked at the sight of Jude, the redhead, and the blonde (Still don’t remember their names) and looked at me in just my boxers and asked, “Did you fuck all these girls”? I answered, “No only these three” pointing at the redhead, the blonde, and Jude. Eve interjected, “They wanted to reward him for letting us stay in our apartment”. “His dad owns the building”. About that time the ladies had to get ready to go to work at the lounge. I drove home with a smile on my face. I parked my pick-up at home under the cotton wood tree and climbed into the back to take a nap. About an hour later my brother came out and woke me up for dinner. After dinner I received a phone call from Jude. She asked me to come to her apartment. She told me, “Come on over and keep me company.” Then in a whisper she said, “Eve has to work, but I have the night off.” I got in my Pick-up truck and went to her apartment. When I got there Jude was on the porch in her bikini having a cigarette. I sat with her and had a smoke with her. After about half an hour later she led me up to her apartment, and to her room. She had sheets on her bed that were the American Flag pattern. Several different USA flags in history starting with the 13 stars and stripes. Jude pushed me down on the bed and we started making out. When we kissed our tongues flickered in and out of each other’s mouth. Both tongues were in my mouth in one second then both tongues were in her mouth. My dick instantly got hard as a rock. She unzipped me and pulled out my stiff rod and started to jack me off. I undid the snap and pulled my pants down. Jude took my cock in her mouth and swirled her tongue around the head of my prick. She pulled my rod out and I let out a disagreeable grunt. She then took her top and bikini bottom off. She asked, “Can you spend the night with me?” I quickly made a phone call to my house. My mom answered. I told her, “I am at Robert’s house and we have had a little too much to drink.” Then I exclaimed, “I will sleep on his couch and see you tomorrow morning.” She asked, “Do you want me to pick you up?” I said no that I was still having fun. With that we said goodnight and goodbye and hung up. Jude and I fucked 3 times that night. When I awoke, I noticed it was 8 o’clock in the morning. I was late for church. I quickly put on my clothes from the day before. I went home in enough time to change my clothes and get to church. My mom drove and I slept In the car on the way to church. I was never invited back to the apartment again after that night. Jude found a guy and started dating him. She never told me who it was, but 30 years later I went to a topless bar in another town long after the Intimate lounge was closed, and the building was torn down. I saw and met up with Doug that was the owner of the Intimate lounge so many years ago. I asked, “What happened to Jude?” He responded, “I married the bitch and divorced her around ten years ago.” Now I know who the guy was. Doug told me Jude had died a couple of years ago from a drug overdose. End of chapter 4. Please comment and vote.

Every now and then we talk about the fun we have had over the years, last night we talked about a orgy we had been to some 20 years ago. Friends of ours at the time Sally and Chris, used to hold orgies, as did we, we took turns either holding them at thier house or ours, Sally was a well built girl, with a small body but nice tits, Chris was well hung, we had swung with them many times, and enjoyed thier company too. This week was thier turn to host the orgy, the house they rented at the time was larger than ours and they didn't have kids, so when some 25 couples turned up around 7 pm, the night was looking much better than normal, usualy we only have 6 or 7 couples. Sally and I often picked out a couple of guys and took their cocks out sucking them for all to see which got the orgy started, tonight was no different, Grant and Chris would also pick on differnt wifes to get them going, so most times each couple had one person getting attention, tonight of course with more we hoped things would still work out ok. Soon naked bodies were every where, woman and men playing with one another and the fucking soon followed, seeing as the average age was around the mid 20's most had good bodies and energy to spare. After fucking one woman Grant went of into one of the bedrooms with a very young girl, she turned out to be 16, I was being fucked by a couple of guys, as the cum flowed freely. The party had been going for around an hour or so, when I suddenly realised, I was the only woman left in the main room, some 20 or so guys trying to fuck me at the same time, made for one hell of a time, every hole was now used and a puddle of cum was building up between my legs, and I sure wasn't going to need food for some time, with the amount of cum I was swollowing. Grant told me later, the girls friend had come into the room and helped her to get him to cum, saying she wanted her to join in with the fun in the games room, between them they got Grant to empty his balls in her pussy and left him to recoup. It was when he walked out of the bedroom he saw me, his eyes lit up, he said his cock sprung straight back up, as guys used me and filled my holes with cum, and more waiting. As he saw my ass become empty he quickly moved over and shoved his cock in, he said there was very little resistance as it was full to over flowing with cum and glowing red, more guys took turns moving under me to fuck up into my pussy as I sucked others off. Grant then got a guy to lay down and impalled me on his cock, slipping his in with him they dp my pussy, then he pushed back into my ass just as he cum. More guys took turns with me, and I didn't think, or care at the time, why so many men were with me, I was wrapped up in the moment and enjoying the best fuck so far every. Again later Grant told me, he found out why I was alone, after he had cum, he went for a drink, a few guys lent on the bar, watching a group of some 20 woman or so, in a big lesbian show, he said his cock sprung back to life again quick smart, seeing this. Never in all the years we held the orgies, did this happen again, it was one of those weird things that come along totally unexpected. At all the orgies, the woman do play, I myself like to enjoy the touch of a female too, but this was very differnt. Grant said he watched them for awhile, then one of them saw his large cock, and made a bee line for him, soon he was fucking her in a spare room, before returning her to the lesbian group with a cunt full of his cum. As for me, the night was just a blurr one cock after another fucked me, the guys enjoyed all or most of my holes before resting to watch, I was having trouble seeing any thing as my face was awash with cum and my eyes just about shut, but when a nice hard cock found my mouth and Grant said " you still having fun", I knew who it was. I know the floor was now so wet with cum it was hard to move without slipping, but still the guys used my holes to empty thier balls, at one time I felt a female play with my tits and lick my clit, it was Sally, some of the guys fucked her too, then I swung around licking her clit as more guys fucked us from the rear. From under her, I saw Grant slip his cock in Sally's ass, and fuck her hard, as some one else fucked my ass for me too, it was lucky I was laying down my body was shaking with orgasm so much my muscles had gone soft, Sally griunted as Grant thrust in hard, his cum filling her ass too, then his cock slipped out hitting my face and shooting more cum over me. I know some picked me up and lay me on the edge of the mattress, and more cocks fucked me, but by now my mind was a total blur as I had lost control, Grant said he noticed my face was blank, but my body kept shaking as the guys cum and made me orgasm again and again. Some time later, Grant and Sally helped me up, my legs wouldn't hold me, so I lay down resting trying to gain my sences, it was now around 3 am, some 8 hours after we had started to fuck, Grant said we need to get going and some how they walked me to the car, the hour or so drive home didn't take long for me, as I slept but Grant still had trouble getting me to walk in doors. The baby sitter we used knew we swung, and we had fucked her before, so when we woke her around 4 am, she asked what the hell happened to me, Grant told her the short story of how some 20 or more had used me for 8 hours or so solid, Sheila was shocked saying even for me that was a record, I realised I was still naked and covered in cum as she rubbed my tits and played with my pussy, I told her sorry I need some sleep and they helped me to bed. Sunday morning I woke around 10 am, my body still sore, but my pussy and ass content, Grant wasn't in bed, so I walked out to find him and Sheila asleep in her bed, his cock still in her pussy. I joined them kissing her neck and mouth, slowly they woke and we fucked for awhile, dry cum cracking as I moved, but Grant used both our pussies before empting his balls into her wet box, while she sat over my mouth, my tongue licking his cum from her hole. They had fun washing the dry cum of me, before we ate a much needed breakfast, our boys playing out back left us to head of to bed once more for another fuck, his time Grant fucked my ass while Shelia licked my clit, pulling out to shot his cum over my ass and her face, we then took turns licking it off her face. The rest of the day we rested and took turns playing with one another as the oppertunity arose, I filled Shelia in with my nights fun, as Grant filled in the gaps for me too, her mouth and eyes showed her total awe of our fun, then she surpried us saying she wanted to stay next time we held a orgy and join in, if we didn't mind. I told her the guys would be more than happy to have a young cunt to fuck like hers, and we would make sure she only had guys fuck her she wanted to, she looked puzzled and said she was ok with any of them seeing as I enjoyed them so much why shouldn't she. Every other night for the next two weeks Shelia made sure she came over to baby sit! and have her body used by us to help get her ready for the orgy, The following Saturday night we invited Chris and Sally over, Shelia was happy when we said we needed a baby sitter and the four of us got her more than ready for the orgy, her ass was introduced to my cock, and Chris got his huge cock in her ass too, so next week will be fun for all.

During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, dairies and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must read for all erotica lovers. I am sharing them on this site, Enjoy part 4 of Letter the First ----------------------- MEMOIRS OF A Woman of Pleasure. Letter the First - Part 4 To this purpose were the reflections of the whole day, of which every minute seemed to me a little eternity. How often did I visit the clock! nay, was tempted to advance the tedious hand, as if that would have advanced the time with it! Had those of the house had the least observations on me, they must have remarked something extraordinary from the discomposure I could not help betraying; especially when at dinner mention was made of the charmingest youth having been there, and stayed breakfast. “Oh! he was such a beauty!... I should have died for him!... they would pull caps for him!...” and the like fooleries; which, however, was throwing oil on a fire I was sorely put to it to smother the blaze of. The fluctuations of my mind, the whole day, produced one good effect: which was, that, through mere fatigue, I slept tolerably well till five in the morning, when I got up, and having dressed myself, waited, under the double tortures of fear and impatience, for the appointed hour. It came at last, the dear, critical, dangerous hour came; and now, supported only by the courage love lent me, I ventured, a tip-toe, down stairs, leaving my box behind, for fear of being surprized with it in going out. I got to the street door, the key whereof was always laid on the chair by our bed side, in trust with Phœbe, who having not the least suspicion of my entertaining any design to go from them (nor, indeed, had I, but the day before), made no reserve or concealment of it from me. I opened the door with great ease; love, that emboldened, protected me too: and now, got safe into the street, I saw my new guardian angel waiting at a coach door, ready open. How I got to him I know not: I suppose I flew; but I was in the coach in a trice, and he by the side of me, with his arms clasped round me, and giving me the kiss of welcome. The coachman had his orders, and drove to them. My eyes were instantly filled with tears, but tears of the most delicious delight; to find myself in the arms of that beauteous youth, was a rapture that my little hear swam in; past or future were equally out of the question with me; the present was as much as all my powers of life were sufficient to bear the transport of, without fainting. Nor were the most tender embraces, the most soothing expressions wanting on his side, to assure me of his love, and of never giving me cause to repent the bold step I had taken, in throwing myself thus entirely upon his honour and generosity. But, alas! this was no merit in me, for I was drove to it by a passion too impetuous for me to resist, and, I did what I did, because I could not help it. In an instant, for time was now annihilated with me, we were landed at a public house in Chelsea, hospitably commodious for the reception of duet parties of pleasure, where a breakfast of chocolate was prepared for us. An old jolly stager, who kept it, and understood life perfectly well, breakfasted with us, and leering archly at me, gave us both joy, and said, “we were well paired, i’ faith! that a great many gentlemen and ladies used his house, but he had never seen a handsomer couple... he was sure I was a fresh piece... I looked so country, so innocent! well my spouse was a lucky man!...” all which, common landlord’s cant, not only pleased and soothed me, but helped to diver my confusion at being with my new sovereign, whom, the minute approached, I began to fear to be alone with: a timidity which true love had a greater share in than even maiden bashful-ness. I wished, I doated, I could have died for him; and yet, I know not how, or why I dreaded the point which had been the object of my fiercest wishes; my pulses beat fears, amidst a flush of the warmest desires. This struggle of the passions, however, this conflict betwixt modesty and lovesick longings, made me burst again into tears; which he took, as he had done before, only for the remains of concern and emotion at the suddenness of my change of condition, in committing myself to his care; and, in consequence of that idea, did and said all that he thought would most comfort and re-inspirit me. After breakfast, Charles (the dear familiar name I must take the liberty henceforward to distinguish my Adonis by), with a smile full of meaning, took me gently by the hand, and said: “Come, my dear, I will show you a room that commands a fine prospect over some gardens”; and without waiting for an answer, in which he relieved me extremely, he led me up into a chamber, airy and lightsome, where all seeing of prospects was out of the question, except that of a bed, which had all the air of recommending the room to him. Charles had just slipped the bolt of the door, and running, caught me in his arms, and lifting me from the ground, with his lips glued to mine, bore me trembling, panting, dying with soft fears and tender wishes, to the bed; where his impatience would not suffer him to undress me, more than just unpinning my handkerchief and gowns, and unlacing my stays. My bosom was now bare, and rising in the warmest throbs, presented to his sight and feeling the firm hard swell of a pair of young breast, such as may be imagined of a girl not sixteen, fresh out of the country, and never before handled: but even their pride, whiteness, fashion, pleasing resistance to the touch, could not bribe his restless hands from roving; but, giving them the loose, my petticoats and shift were soon taken up, and their stronger center of attraction laid open to their tender invasion. My fears, however, made me mechanically close my thighs; but the very touch of his hand insinuated between them, disclosed them and opened a way for the main attack. In the mean time, I lay fairly exposed to the examination of his eyes and hands, quiet and unresisting; which confirmed him the opinion he proceeded so cavalierly upon, that I was no novice in these matters, since he had taken me out of a common bawdy house, nor had I said one thing to prepossess him of my virginity; and if I had, he would sooner have believed that I took him for a cully that would swallow such an improbability, than that I was still mistress of that darling treasure, that hidden mine, so eagerly sought after by the men, and which they never dig for, but to destroy. Being now too high wound up to bear a delay, he unbuttoned, and drawing out the engine of love assaults, drove it currently, as at a ready made breach... Then! then! for the first time, did I feel that stiff horn-hard gristle, battering against the tender part; but imagine to yourself his surprise, when he found, after several vigorous pushes, which hurt me extremely, that he made not the least impression. I complained, but tenderly complained: “I could not bear it... indeed he hurt me!...” Still he thought no more, than that being so young, the largeness of his machine (for few men could dispute size with him) made all the difficulty; and that possibly I had not been enjoyed by any so advantageously made in that part as himself: for still, that my virgin flower was yet un-cropped, never entered into his head, and he would have thought it idling with time and words, to have questioned me upon it. He tried again, still no admittance, still no penetration; but he had hurt me yet more, while my extreme love made me bear extreme pain, almost without a groan. At length, after repeated fruitless trials, he lay down panting by me, kissed my falling tears, and asked me tenderly “what was the meaning of so much complaining? and if I had not borne it better from other than I did from him?” I answered, with a simplicity framed to persuade, that he was the first mam that ever served me so. Truth is powerful, and it is not always that we do not believe what we eagerly wish. Charles, already disposed by the evidence, of his senses to think my pretences to virginity not entirely apocryphal, smothers me with kisses, begs me, in the name of love, to have a little patience, and that he wilt be as tender of hurting me as he would be of himself.. Alas! it was enough I knew his pleasure to submit joyfully to him, whatever pain I foresaw it would cost, me. He now resumes his attempts in more form: first, he put one of the pillows under me, to give the blank of his aim a more favourable elevation, and another Under my head, in ease of it; then spreading my thighs, and placing himself standing betwen them, made them rest upon his; applying then the point of his machine to the slit, into which he sought entrance, it was so small, he could scarce assure himself of its being rightly pointed. He looks, he feels, and satisfies himself: there driving on with fury, its prodigious stiffness, thus impacted, wedgelike, breaks the union of those parts, and gained him just the insertion of the tip of it, lip deep; which being sensible of, he improved his advantage, and following well his stroke, in a straight line, forcibly deepens his penetration; but put me to such intolerable pain, from the separation of the sides of that soft passage by a hard thick body, I could have screamed out; but, as I was unwilling to alarm the house, I held in my breath, and crammed my petticoat, which was; turned up over my face, into my mouth, and bit it through in the agony. At length, the tender texture of that tract giving way to such fierce tearing and rending, he pierced something further into me: and now, outrageous and no longer his own master, but borne headlong away by the fury and over-mettle of that member, now exerting itself with a kind of native rage, he breaks in, carries all before him, and one violent merciless lunge, sent it, imbrued, and reeking with virgin blood, up to the very hilt in me... Then! then all my resolution deserted me: I screamed out, and fainted away with the sharpness of the pain; and, as he told me afterwards, on his drawing out, when emission was over with him, my thighs were instantly all in a stream of blood, that flowed from the wounded torn passage. When I recovered my senses, I found myself undressed and a-bed, in the arms of the sweet relenting murderer of my virginity, who hung mourning tenderly over me, and holding in his hand a cordial, which, coming from the still dear author of so much pain, I could not refuse; my eyes, however, moistened with tears, and languishingly turned upon him, seemed to reproach him with his cruelty, and ask him, if such were the rewards of love. But Charles, to whom I was now infinitely endeared by his complete triumph over a maidenhead, where he so little expected to find one, in tenderness to that pain which he had put me to, in procuring himself the height of pleasure, smothered his exultation, and employed himself with so much sweetness, so much warmth, to sooth, to caress, and comfort me in my soft complainings, which breathed, indeed, more love than resentment, that I presently drowned all sense of pain in the pleasure of seeing him, of thinking that I belonged to him: he who was now the absolute disposer of my happiness, and, in one word, my fate. The sore was, however, too tender, the wound too bleeding fresh, for Charles’s good-nature to put my patience presently to another trial; but as I could not stir, or walk a-cross the room, he ordered the dinner to be brought to the bed side, where it could not be otherwise than my getting down the wing of a fowl, and two or three glasses of wine, since it was my adored youth who both served, and urged them on me, with that sweet irresistible authority with which love had invested him over me. After dinner, and everything but the wine was taken away, Charles very impudently asks a leave, he might read the grant of in my eyes, to come to bed to me, and accordingly falls to undressing; which I could not see the progress of without strange emotions of fear and pleasure. Continued. to part 5 ----------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure—popularly known as Fanny Hill is an erotic novel by English novelist John Cleland first published in London in 1748. Written while the author was in debtors' prison in London, it is considered "the first original English prose pornography, and the first pornography to use the form of the novel". It is one of the most prosecuted and banned books in history. The book exemplifies the use of euphemism. The text has no "dirty words" or explicit scientific terms for body parts, but uses many literary devices to describe genitalia. For example, the vagina is sometimes referred to as "the nethermouth", which is also an example of psychological displacement.

THE FLAMING TONGUE A Story of the Cross By Roger and Phyllis 2020 The crew worked a late night and into the early morning to insure the life-sized icon of Christ on the Cross was erected and ready for the Sunday service. ”Phil!” cried out one of the work crew from the floor of the church, “be sure the nuts are tight…we don’t want the damn thing falling down like it did last time.” Phil was working up the high ladder affixing the icon of Christ on the Cross to the wall behind the pulpit. Good old Phil, now half asleep at the early hour, nodded, reached in his back pocket, withdrew his flask for a little fortification and carelessly tightened only one of the nuts to the restraining bolts. Phil thought, as the liquor warmed him: I mean there are already enough supports for the thing anyway and it was good enough as it was. Phil ruminated if God wanted it to stay up there then it would, otherwise it would all go to Hell anyway. Phil chuckled at his sacrilegious invocation of God and descended the ladder, anxious for another pull on his hip flask. He didn’t notice, or care, that his descending heaviness stepping down shook the tall ladder and also caused the icon to tremble. He was on a diet, as always. Disassembling the ladder and other gear, Phil and the crew began to leave the church through the side entrance. They had worked all night and stepped out into the bright glow of early morning noticing the approaching comely lass, camera on her shoulder. The morning sun behind her was offering the workmen an alluring silhouette of the lithe female frame beneath her dress; attracting their leering stares and enhancing their natural sexual appetites. The day was already warm and the men were wiping their brows. Our photographer had dressed accordingly for her photo safari looking to capture the inner beauty of the various churches and their blessed icons. With all the walking she had done this morning she was glad for having dressed smartly, simply, coolly: only a flaring cotton dress, without more...and sandals, of course. Silhouette be damned...a woman in full....! Yes, she always had to be careful how she sat down or crossed her legs, not wanting to give some admiring males a free show of her naked cunt...cunny...her shaved minge...her alluring quim! She loved the different slang terms for her vagina...her female slit...each term applauding its importance...her “object of desire”...let them guess and admire what she did show and let them dream of her hidden charms...the beauty and lure of her hairless, often wet, cuntal slit...the object of sexual pleasure and the sensual prize at the apex of her slender legs to be delightfully licked and probed by a wandering hand, often enough her own, or a man’s turgid prick, which wasn’t often enough. She loved to laugh and she was a little devilish. It was her sense of herself and she was a bit of a tease she admitted, smiling at her own playful nature...just thinking of sexy things made her shaved cooze vibrate and pulse...and she could feel herself getting slick when she walked, sat or crossed her legs...or opened them...the coolness.. She caught the church door closing just as Phil was leaving, telling him: "I just want to take some pictures.” Phil held the door and had a good leer at her...she is a pretty one...very fuckable... he thought... laughingly adding: "The guy hanging up there is almost naked, Sweetie." She and the crew chuckled at Phil, always the comedian. It was true of course, except for some nails and a loin cloth the icon was displayed without accoutrements up there on the cross. The young woman, when she entered, realized her timing was perfect as the rising sun was already casting beams of light illuminating the stained glass in a reverent glow, the beams florescent, crisscrossing from the windows on opposite sides, across the pews showing the dust in the air moving in natural currents, bringing the interior structure alive; the sound of her sandals on the tile floor making faint echoes as she approached the pulpit, looking up at the hanging figure in the light from yet another window behind it; the light embraced the figure making it seem to have a celestial, angelic, even erotic glow, after all the icon was of a virtually naked once virile slender male, his virility only modestly concealed. Momentarily there flashed in her mind what treasures might be seen if the loin cloth was removed...and if she were to expose herself to his view. She was suddenly feeling aroused for no reason at all. I mean, she was a photographer, not a seductress, but those were her quick visions. Ha! If, only... She sat in a pew to collect her thoughts and prepare her photographic equipment. She spread her legs, luxuriating in the private setting, letting the coolness of the church air travel along the naked outstretched limbs to her damp quim...she couldn’t help but shiver and have lewd thoughts whenever that happened. It excited her sexual senses She smiled at her feelings and fell to a dreamlike state in the vast church, thinking of Christ, and Mary of Magdala in the Holy Land: Mary in her simple frock, not unlike our photographer in her cotton dress, Jesus away preaching to his flock. She imagined that a spiritual, sensual woman that was Mary, like her, had a naughty streak...and certain that Mary would also go naked beneath her simple clothing of the time...and likewise yield to available temptations of the flesh...the embracing hands and cocks seeking to fuck her young cunt. It had to be true she thought as it was in human nature: eager cunts and their counterpart..thirsting erections. Passions and pleasures were surely afoot in those times as now though more repressed these days by the church...pity...that... she thought...she was full of passions...and a devilish lot that a church would find to repress. She continued her thoughts along those lines: Mary would have no doubt daily arisen early to milk the goats and enjoy the company of the young people who would gather to receive playful squirts as she milked the teats of the goats’ swollen udders. Massaging the teats to finally produce the nourishing fluids. As she stroked and milked the goats Mary would imagine her own joy when massaging other appendages such as the cock of Christ, stroking his most precious particular part first to a precum response and then milking his cock until it was cumming its delicious semen into her pretty little welcoming mouth...licking with her tongue the excess dribbling on her lips. The joy they shared as he would cum for her and following the dictates of his preachings he would then do unto her alike as she had done him...that Golden Rule in action, ... reciprocating with a loving cunnilingus making her cum in turn, both of them going wet from their delights, both bodies eager, ready for their later nocturnal fucking, if they could restrain themselves until then, that would follow beneath the fertile olive branches of their garden...they aptly called it their “fuck garden.” It later was Christened as another name though Christ and Mary had laughingly “Christened” every [fucking] tree with their overflowing copious sex fluids, not to mention “those overflows several times with the ass” that Mary later recalled but have been obscured in history.. When milking the flock Mary would pull on a goat teat and aim and provide a squirt into the open mouths of some of the watching young people pretending the fluid was the holy sperm of Jesus. The male goats would also gather and observe the milking, the female goats unconsciously presenting themselves during the milking task to the lascivious males. The males would often mount and fuck the females during milking with their finished dripping cocks dangling for all to see. Some of the watching young people would suck on the goat teats to get the milk directly from the teat and there were seen at the same time the throbbing male goat cocks. As a matter of course some watchers tried sucking on those, too, for the juices, thus stimulating their goat cocks for more fucking. The males were excited and even Mary found herself aroused and sucking on goat cocks. While doing so, in her tiny frock, she was also presenting and another male goat would climb on her back for insertion and a gratifying fuck...Mary couldn’t wait for the morning goat milking and fun was had by all. Mary was shocked at first when a goat mounted her but it was so quick and wet and entered her cunt so easily, stabbing her to her depth that she lost her breath in an erotic explosion of feeling that made her cry out in amazement that such a quick fucking had made her shake and quiver. She was suddenly anxious for every next morning’s milking. Her young body thirsted for more. The others watching it all and witnessing Mary’s pleasure naturally joined in. The following morning, the forbidden memory swirling in her head, Mary began milking the goats, this time knowingly presenting herself to the males withal. The males first fucked among the milked females. Mary wondered if her previous morning’s joy had been a one time thing when a male began sniffing her cunt and then leaped on her back stabbing his cock into her...a new shock...for he had penetrated her rear and startled the young Mary. She had been an anal virgin to that point...alas it was too late to redirect the assault and the vigorous impaling animal brought forth a little pain but then pleasure overflowed her body again as on the morning before. A second goat then took his turn with her, fucking her cunt deeply and causing Mary to cum again. She could hardly wait to confide in Jesus her latest naughty pleasures. Following Mary’s lead and observing her ecstasies soon the watching young women were presenting themselves for morning goat fuckings and suckings...both males and females without inhibitions or restraints were fucking and being fucked by goats and fucked among each other, too. Mary often helping the uninitiated into joyous rapturous sex and partaking herself of the better endowed...when Jesus was away as he often was...She couldn’t help herself. She had discovered joy in the remote village. Beside that it was no secret that Jesus rode a white ass...a handsome male with large scrotum and concealed treasure of a cock.. It was quite by accident that the ass was near them during one of their intimate fuck sessions in the olive garden. The ass in a kind of imitation of the erotic scene had its large prick protruding out in all its glory...a marvel in terms of size for Mary who jokingly compared the size of the ass’s with that of Jesus. Mary then confided with Jesus all about her goat milking and goat gang-fucking experiences; how, by accident of course, the male goats would mount her and fuck her vaginally and anally because their aims were careless; how she was initially shocked and alarmed at the sexual attentions but had grown to enjoy both penetrations in equal measure; that she enjoyed the morning milkings, cummings and being milked! That it was all spontaneous, exciting and fulfilling. It provoked a session of joking between the two and Jesus challenged her to try his ass...“try him on for size.” “Only if he insisted and assisted,” she joked “only if he helped.” Together they stroked the ass’s member to full erection, Mary leaned over the rock wall presenting her naked bottom holes for Jesus and his ass to penetrate her willing body. Jesus stroked Mary’s cunt until her lips pulsed and helped his ass’s front hooves to straddle her body leaning on the wall. He directed that large cock to her opening, massaging her lips with it then, encouraging the animal into further penetration of his darling’s womb. The ass’s cock throbbed, Mary’s cunt pulsed, dilated, slowly accepting the animal’s girth and length into her slender frame, lifting as it entered, and entered deeper, the ass beginning to fuck, fuck deeply with urgency as her enveloping cunt walls massaged and stimulated the animal’s lustful thrusts. She let out her breath and then cried out as she grew possessed by a soul-shattering orgasm...screaming her pleasure, she saw stars, and awakened the nesting birds who noisily fluttered with alarm as Mary cried out again...her cries always frightening the birds. Mary’s body taken away in the grip of unrestrained emotion, shaking, trembling in feelings, tears in her eyes, and down her cheeks, her soul in uncontrolled fervor. The ass finally withdrew, still squirting out his cum. His sperm and Mary’s spend spilled all around the roots of a particular olive tree. That tree became their “ass’s tree.” It grew especially robust fruit and they went near it every time thereafter that the ass fucked her, which he often did. Jesus would hold her against his body as she was weak from the ass fucking, calming her, his hard prick smoothing her cunt which was inflamed...the ass licking himself and the birds settling back. Mary was delirious, kissing Jesus on the lips, hands all over his back...and front. She begged him to finish her for a final little satisfying cum, , which he did. He was a good man and loved fucking her. Mary was, after all, a prime supporter and also, among the disciples, the only one with a cunt. Our by now very wet and dreaming female photographer roused herself from the pew and her erotic reverie. She thought the large church was just the ideal desired background for the great priestly wisdoms and admonitions soon to flow from the expected sermon...surely including stories of Christ on the Cross and possibly including the juicy part: of the involvement of Mary of Magdala and Christ...how they loved to lips kiss and cuddle... but excluding the hidden Biblical stories of their incessant lips kissing, their fucking in the garden, Mary’s anal initiation, the ass, the goats...it all could have made a best-seller...not. Surely there were more hidden stories, she thought, as she walked among the pews... Yes,lips kissing and the usual follow-ups: the savior’s stiff cock, the aroused Mary sucking his cock and the fucking that naturally followed. What must it have been like: fucked by Christ...Mary licking the cum from his glistening softening prick...surely aroused by the licking, Jesus fucking, pricking her, again. Christ was an ardent soul and surely fucked his special Mary with great ardor. He loved the way she milked his cock, how she responded when he pounded inside, deeply and she would, in her multiple-cummings, quiver and shake and cry out with guttural utterings, her gruntings of ecstasy...her screams of orgasm echoed in their special cave and thrilled all who heard the cries, making the bats fly about. Jesus fucked his Mary until figuratively her soul had liquefied, exited her body, was yet a pulsing, dripping, clinging, living thing, wrapped around his driving cock, only returning to her body when she removed its wetness lickingly from his cock with her tongue...with each swallow his semen nourishing, replenishing, resurrecting her soul. How dreamy, the camera woman thought, as her cunt had creamed along with her imagination... but she had work to do as emotionally hot as she was just then. She wished for such an erotic golden rule to enter her life...even if it was there and then with some horny priest for a one time thing of her own. She had no idea her thoughts were about to come true in different form. The devil with all that, she thought! She had some pictures to take. The woman unshouldered her camera, removed the lens cover and began choosing her position, imagining the framing for the most dramatic shots. She looked through the eyepiece for the best shot...from the front or side? With the pulpit as foreground or from the floor beneath the cross looking up, the icon in its morning glow from the window behind? She scooted down lying on her back, viewed up through the eyepiece...the pulpit was in her way. Could she move it for a better view? She put the camera down and, with effort, moved the heavy pulpit aside, then got back down on the floor in perfect camera position under the cross, her legs wide apart in an unladylike position, steadying herself with her hands but exposing her cunt...she didn’t care as it would just be a few minutes of her nakedness in the private setting. Perfect for the shot! aiming upward, framing it through the eyepiece.. .but... She hadn't noticed that struggling and moving the solid pulpit’s base across the floor had shaken the cross which had been insecurely affixed by the morning crew. She positioned for the shot not noticing that, yes, the living Christ on the cross was about to come dramatically alive as if the devil objected to the movement! And with a sudden movement, twisting upside down on its single support bolt; a jolting, ripping sound it did just that at the very 1/50th of a second when the woman squeezed off her first shot. As the shutter clicked, moments later, she found herself impaled by the face down cross embedded in the floor between her spread open legs, her shaved cunt open to view...the icon’s face as though, innocently and chastely of course, violating her privacy and whipping her head back against the tile knocking her silly, the camera sliding from her hand to the floor, the shutter clicking off a random shot. And there she laid in a daze as the crashing noise echoed along the church walls seeming to call out a great choir as the dust danced in the beams of colored light...it was a scene almost of holiness, of reverence, of the nature of a furious God or God knows what....or Devil may care. The nice woman laying there unconscious in mid-photo session, the cross between her outstretched legs, and the downside head of the icon as though in a cold stare at the exposed beauty of the woman's private parts, the eyes in His face looking directly at “her” in a state of celestial awe as one might imagine He would be in a kind of anticipatory seduction. She was already hot, primed, from her musings after all. She was, in a sense, ready, if alive and so close to nature's beauty in open display. His lips and hers juxtaposed. She lifted her head, about to rise, looked at her feet and the face between but to no avail. Where was she and where was Jesus for she saw between her outstretched legs not the face of Jesus but felt a fire that heated her loins. It was a leering red face she saw, smiling, a forked tongue licking her face, her arms, arm pits, along her sides, her breasts and nipples, the open lips of her cooze, the forks of that tongue enclosed on her clitoris..more lickings, her neck was hot, sweating, her breasts heating, she rubbed her breasts and nipples, stiff and aflame. She felt a consuming body heat building within; with all the licking her body juices flowing now, a fire in her loins needing quenching, her cheeks hot...that terrible forked tongue was surrounding her clit deliciously sending undiscovered thrills through her limbs...She felt possessed by feelings, emotions overflowing, and that unrelenting forked tongue on her clit incessant heating, boiling. She suddenly irresistibly released, her body convulsed in shock, lifting off the floor, losing herself and all control, her inhibitions vanished yielding to a wave of feeling from her depths...her cunt was impaled by something hot, delightful, thrilling, awful...taking her, fucking her, fucking her! Penetrating deep. all of her in a pulsing feeling...a total ecstasy...taking her to an undiscovered place. She was a thing sexual: ascending to sexual repression and guilt or descending to sexual expression and joy. Her body shook, released again...she was creaming, spending copiously, cumming with abandonment and couldn’t stop cumming...she wanted cumming forever...surrounded in heat, ecstasy, joy...her soul had yielded into the world of Satanic sin in a cooze incarnate, a pussy grand, an eager cuntal being who fucked and sucked and fucked some more. She felt her flesh...she was on fire, a blaze...a hot, smoldering real woman all aglow in her womanness! Sexual heat had ignited her desire and kindled the devil’s wickedness and...the devil’s forked tongue of fire starting with its irresistible, seductive licking, encircling of her clitoris...that forked tongue had entered her body, insinuating itself along her cunt walls, searching deeply, finding and massaging her vital spot, her female essence...caressing that secret place that took her away to unimaginable rapture and joy...that tongue had found and loved the spot in every woman, concealed to all but those who want to create...the sexually arousing erotic birth canal, a holy place of pleasure...the Devil’s dwelling, the Devil’s place of desire...once having tasted of the forbidden place a woman knew the secret of life and the essence that was ecstasy...the eros of dreams and incantations. Any woman would strive to return to that place of the devil once having been. It wasn’t her fault she remembered. She rationalized her situation. She had been imprisoned by the cross, exposed, made vulnerable by her nakedness; her cunt exposed and ready for licking, already moist. Then she was seduced as any woman would have been by the hot forked red tongue that had taken her away from herself. She wasn’t reacting, she was just “being,” had become a being, a feeling, an animal instinctual. She was somehow another living thing than herself...she was a wholly new pulsing, thrashing, cumming thing. An out of body magnificent lewdness, she made strange sounds, her eyes afire, her cheeks red, and felt strange things in her body, her cunt was on fire and thirsted for more stimulation, she thirsted for all sex, clutching, feelings that were indescribable ...and a religious joy, experiencing a delighting and uncontrollable rapture...the licking, the cumming, the penetrating fucking of her body and mind. She was in a gulf, drowning in sexual emotions...part of a devouring whirlpool...swirling about her down and down...drowning, dizzy. She had to collect her senses a little more and lay back, resting. It was virtually but not obscene she thought in this holy place, the image of the red face staring at her nakedness. Then she began to feel a kind of humor in the scene. After all she was lucky to be unscathed, just a bump on the head. She was dizzy, mind spinning but clearing; she had captured a stunning photo though she was herself stunned and so she rested, a smile on her lips as she licked her lips. She imagined the vastness of the setting...the near-naked icon, life-sized, admiring her sexuality with a passionate intensity and she felt His passion embrace her senses. His spirit filled her essence. Then while in this restful repose she felt her face blush and then a familiar warmth in her body traveling down her neck, arms and legs, a warm glow washing over her breasts and further down, a slow building emotion, a heating of her body whole...vibrant and vital, now feelings that made her gasp and smile and released her to a relaxed and dreamy state. Finally her staggered breath left and her chest stopped heaving, she opened her mouth and inhaled deeply as her senses returned. She sat up, got to her knees, gathered her camera, straightened her dress. She then exited the church as she had entered, through the side door Phil had held open for her commenting on the near naked man inside now upside down and in a devilish position. As she walked out on the church patio in the warm morning she felt a familiar coolness and paused to reflect on her experience in the church and the icon. She felt a certain impishness as the words occurred to her: Had she just had a "come to Jesus" moment or had she somehow come with Him? She walked on, luxuriating in that coolness as she shivered just a little with each step, the camera bouncing on her hip, chuckling to herself...wondering, if you’ve been fucked by the devil, the devil with fucking? At home she went to her dark room to develop the film, placing it in the developing fluids and waiting for the image to appear. Slowly, as she watched, a face appeared: a red face, horns, a forked tongue staring at her. Her knees suddenly weakened and she sat down. The red face was in a smile and a leer. She was transfixed by the image staring at her. Without thinking her hands went under her dress, caressing along her bare legs to her cunt. She was suddenly hot again and in a building heat. Her breasts were hot even in the cool darkroom and her fingers were at work on her cunt. She quickly flexed and came...her fingers continued, looking at the forked tongue, the devil’s smiling face. She came again and couldn’t stop cumming. She was exhausted from all the cumming. Her final thoughts as she finally slept were that she couldn’t wait to wake up and feel herself more. She couldn’t stop fucking herself and...she couldn’t stop cumming...over and over again...She laid her head back and finally slept, exhausted. She had never cum like this before. She thought it might be fun to have a pet goat, for her yard and other things. She didn’t understand how the devil she was cumming so much and so hard...it was all a dream...that dream in the church... wasn’t it?

PART ONE It’s 2am, all the guest are gone, & I’m drunk off my ass. I spark a blunt to my lips and head to the master bathroom. My body was longing for a steamy shower, and my pussy yearned for a orgasm. Sparking all 30 strawberry champagne scented candles, the bathroom lit up like a full altar in a dark room; the tantric music set the mood. To the left a full display of mirrors simulated a head to toe image of my naked glistening bronzen skin, nipples hard risen to attention. Attaching my nipple clamps, I headed to my shower bench with my rose toy to tantalize my night. As I cut the shower on to set the scene, I turned to the left to slightly place the music above the sound of the water. I felt my silk hair tie slip from my hair, releasing my hair down my shoulders. Glancing upwards at my reflection, a whisk gasp parted my lips as I became instantly startled. Tracing softly down my spine, towering over me from behind Manny appeared wearing only his boxers and tatted skin. With his other hand he traced and teased my cleavage using the ponytail holder that he slipped from my hair whilst staring at our reflection intensely into my eyes. Flushed and nervous I cupped my breast as I faced him. “Where did you come from?” I whispered. Surprised, and bashful, finger combing a piece of hair behind my ear, still holding one arm over my breast. Manny gently swooped me into his strong tatted arms, wrapping my legs around his body. Softly he kissed my neck, one hand caressing my ass and the other running through the back of my hair. My breast pressed against his chest tattoos as he held me close to drop his boxers. As he sat, we held onto each other tight. My pussy pulsed feeling his rock hard solid dick warm against her. He continued to caress and tenderly kiss me all over. Gently releasing my nipple clamps, Manny licked my engorged nipples in a circular motion rotating his tongue and suckling. As he moved from each breast he massaged the other, I moaned enchantedly, and my eyes gushed with pleasure. Juices began to drip from my valley onto his lumbar. My clit thumped and pulsed to the rhythm of my heartbeat. Our breathing increased. Manny looked me deep into my eyes, his face as serious as always but his eyes soften in this moment. Holding on to my hips he grinded against my puddle below. The tip of his dick felt so warm bulging at my pussy’s entrance. I gasped uncontrollably clenching onto his neck. His dick was girthy and long. As the first inch slide in he kissed my neck, and I wrapped around him tighter. Both hands on my ass cheeks, Manny slowly began to pump the shaft of his dick inside of me. My face welled with overwhelming pleasure. Nibbling on my ear he whispered between slow amorous kisses, “Relax…I got you. . .Imma take care of you.” Ensuring not to penetrate too much, too fast, I could tell he was taking his time; working himself inside of my walls, slowly inching his way in keeping the pace before inching deeper. I moaned wildly feeling his full length stretch to my cervix. Still he kept his rhythm and continued to hold and stroke me, not recklessly rabbit humping as most men would in the moment. His touch was blowing my mind. The way he handled me, looked into my eyes, and made me cum continuously while maintaining so much control was extremely intense. “I had to have you tonight,” Manny whispered in my ear simultaneously stroking my g-spot holding my hips. I was too weak to formulate a sentence. Manny had placed me in a fog of euphoria, where the only language I could speak was serenading moans. “I’ve been waiting since the very first day I saw your face to feel your skin against mine..imagining the faces you’d make.” He breathed in my ear holding me tighter stroking me deeper and passionately. Manny took complete control over my body, grabbing a handful of my hair with one hand, controlling my hips with the other. He held my neck back as he tenderly proceeded to kiss my chest and pump my walls. I cried out his name in ecstasy as my juices poured onto him & my eyes rolled back. “You look more beautiful than I could have ever imagined,” his deep raspy voice panted. The intensity in his voice turned me on, increasingly heightening me further and further into unlimited bliss squirting repeatedly on his stomach, his lap, and from his dick and down his balls. “You sound so beautiful . . . so pretty,” he groaned burying his face into my neck holding me close as I continued squirting and cumming, completely helpless to his authority. He kissed and caressed every part of my body. The more he looked me in my eyes, and talked to me the more secure and safe I felt. The sound of his voice really drove me crazy on top of all the things he was doing to me. Every way he touched me was perfect beyond anything I’ve ever known. A man that could be gentle yet strong is absolutely a super power. Dripping wet Manny gripped both of my thighs and stood up holding me with his dick buried deep inside of me. My pussy was fitted around him like a Lifestyle condom on a foot long dick. Holding my legs wide open he gazed into my eyes and began kissing me, thrusting my pussy slow and deep. I squirted persistently creaming down his dick into a puddle below us. Dick still in my cervix, Manny walked me in the shower and pinned me against the wall kissing my neck fucking me and fucking me. Suddenly he removed his piece and lifted me above his head. He started sucking my luscious clit, tongue massaging her sucking every drop of juice that dripped from me like a fountain. One squirt after another he drank every last drop. Jamming his dick back inside my slippery tiny fat pussy I held onto him, one arm around his shoulders the other holding the back of his head. Lost in the abyss of pleasure I begged him not to stop. Grabbing both my hands with one of his hands he pinned them above my head. “Why is this pussy so good?” he respired in my ear, voice even more deep, more raspy and intense. I moaned and whimpered feebly. He let my hands go and gripped my body firmly “Yes, I want all of it. . fucking all of it” he groaned more aggressively, stroking perfectly with each word controlling his breath like a performer. I held onto to him tight cumming. Walking us over to the shower bench, he laid me on my back pinning my legs open above my head and threw dick in me slow and deep. He started sucking on my toes not missing a beat fucking me gazing into my eyes. “Get on your knees,” he commanded and I obliged.

Yesterday had gone well, with 4 guys we both had plently of fun, and all going well, the rest of the week should be as good too. Tuesday morning, I gave Pauline a quick fuck, then took her in the shower for a pee session, I pissed over her, then she pissed over me before we both showered. I told the guys yesterday any time after lunch if they are in the area, to drop in, also I had a couple of replies from the site and arranged to meet them this morning. I rang them and set up a meet in a village not to far away, for 10 am, making sure we were both ready for anal fun before we went out. As we sat drinking a coffee, a guy walked up, from his looks he was Tony, the dark guy we had liked, a nod and smile, let him know who we were. Pauline sat close to him, her eyes trying to get a look at his buldge, but either way, he was ok for fun, not long after, the second guy walked up, smaller in size but well built, he to joined us for a drink. It didnt take Pauline as long as I thought, the guys still drinking, were asked did they want to come and play now, of course both said Yes. We gave them the address, and set of, Pauline could hardly stop talking, saying what she wanted to try, my cock straining hard to get out of my trousers. The short drive home over, we let them both in, Pauline, went straight down and let Tonys cock out, as I started on Simons cock, within seconds, we were heading to the bedroom, Pauline pulling Tony behind her, it was only when Pauline went down sucking him again did I see the full size, nice, about the same size as Lee's and a nice dark colour, this was going to look good going in my sisters arse. Tony held her legs over his houlder, his cock aimed at her pussy, then Pauline, moved her hand and took his cock, and aimed it at her butt, Tony looked and Pauline nodded, so his cock started in. I just had to see, moving over Simon too, was watching my sister take this monster. As more went in her orgasm started, I knelt up, pulling Simon into me, his cock went staight in, and he fucked my butt. By now Tony was just about in, Pauline urging him on, saying to fuck her hard, then he did, his cock, with one good push went right in, Pauline jumped and groaned out loud, then went into another orgasm. My little sister was being fucked by her first dark cock, and she was enjoying it to the max, going from one orgasm to another, I let her enjoy it for a bit longer, then told Tony we could try a dp with her, laying him down Pauline sat on his cock, it went right back up her arse, Simon took her mouth while I worked my cock in with Tony. It was so hot seeing my taned cock agasint his, as I got mine right in, we both set to fucking her, Tony could only push up into her, as my cock went nearly fully out to fully in, all 3 of us now, having trouble as our balls began to want emptying. Simon was first his cock filled her mouth, Pauline let some flow out as I kissed her, then Tony groaned, I felt his cock jerk and his cum wet my cock, I kept fucking her, until his cock dropped out soft. Pauline knew what to do, sitting over my face she pushed his cum out for me, then I lay her down, her arm up, my butt slid down onto it, as I wanked my cock, it didnt take long, a hot ream of cum hit her face, Pauline licked it all up. as I slid my cock into her mouth to finish off. Pauline now, looked at me, saying let's shower, the guys followed her into the bathroom, but looked at her strange as she knelt down, my piss began to flow, her face and boob's now soaked, Simon was first to join me, aiming at her face too, as Pauline opened her mouth to take our stream. Now Tony joined in too, his cock shot a good straight flow, Pauline took it all, then engulfed his cock, while he was still pissing, her mouth couldn't hold it, and his pee leaked out from her lips, then she let the rest flow over her face. After a nice shower, we rested, but Pauline was keen to get going again, sucking Simon's cock, while I took on Tony, soon both guys wanted more butt, I got Tony to fuck me while I lay on my back, I wanted to see his cock in my butt, I told Pauline to 69 me, and for Simon to fuck her arse from behind, it was good, and the guys got into a good thyme, as sis and me had orgasm after orgasm. I cursed when the door bell went, and went to have a look, opening the door to Peter and Geoff, they followed me to the bedroom, and joined in. soon Pauline and I were being used between the guys any way they wanted, Simon and Tony following the other guys leads, we both got fisted, the toys got used, all the guys ended up fisting us both, at one time Tony had a fist in me and Pauline, while we both sucked cocks. During a rest Tony asked about how I had started fucking my sister, and I told him, and also that she had never done anal before last week, he was shocked but also impressed saying she had taken more than most guys could. I told him the poppers helped and she was a quick and keen learner, but without the poppers her anus wouldn't have been able to take such big toys or fists so quickly. I also told him about our douche system and how I had taught her to use it. He asked about the douche and said he had wondered why us bottom guys liked being fucked so much, I told him like Pauline once you have had anal sex, with poppers, you will love it as Pauline now was. I could see him thinking, so I said why not try the douche, and see what we like. so I took tony into the bathroom and showed him how to use the douche and left him to it, some time later he rejoined us, smiling saying it felt weird, so after he had fucked Pulines butt for awhile I told him to try some poppers. As he took a good sniff, I moved behind him, my cock ready to break his virgin arse. as his cock began to fuck Pauline, I eased my cock in his butt. Tony tensed up, I told him to take more poppers and relax, he did, his hole opened up and my cock started in. I could feel him gripping my cock, but kept easing in him, then pulled out a bit and back in, his anus started to realx, so I picked up speed, more going in with each thrust, now he was beging to push back and enjoy the feeling from his arse. I let him get used to my cock, then told him to lay down on his back, his legs over my shoulders I started back in again, Pauline was sitting on his face while I fucked his butt. he watched my cock fucking him, his first anal orgasm then hit him, after he had come down from that I told him to take more poppers and hang on, I began to pound him hard, his orgasm hit again, we had converted him. I knew it wasn't going to be long, my balls told me that he was going to be filled with my cum very soon, I kept going fucking him harder, another orgasm gripped my cock, and that was it, Tony had his first anal cum load dropped right up his arse, as I moved away, Simon also filled his arse with cum, as he stod up, I told him to drop the cum in Paulines mouth, she was ready and I helped her lick his butt clean. As the day went on, we took more cum, after 2 guys had cum in me, I told Tony to fist me and put his cock in with his fist, he did and rewarded me with a huge load of hot cum, by now my butt was over flowing, so Pauline got a good feed, then I unloaded my cum in her arse, and ate it out. By now we all had empty balls, but full bladders, so another water sport session was required, Pauline and I took them all this time, I even got Tony to piss in my arse, as I stood over Pauline so she got it too, once all were happy, we had a good shower, and drink.

After a long 8 or so hour sleep, I came back into the room and found a guy dick slapping Stephanie, then making her suck him off. There was still 32 cocks left for her to suck off and she was already giving up. She was crying uncontrollably. "Please, I've sucked enough! I've been sucking for hours, my lips can't do it anymore! Just let me go!" she begged. "Then don't suck, just deep throat!" I said and laughed. "Also I've swallowed too much cum! There is too much in my stomach, I think I'm gonna..." she said and hurled, and thus puked semen onto the floor. I estimated it was about half of what was in her. Thank god the floor was marble, carpet would have absorbed it and it would have been lost. I walked up to her and grabbed her by the hair, dropped her to the ground, and pinned her face on the cum-filled floor. "You just puked like half of what you've swallowed, I can't have that. Swallow every fucking drop off the floor or I will have these guys rape you." "But you only said I had to swallow it, not keep it in my stomach!" she pleaded. "Well too fucking bad! Drink it!" I yelled at her then slapped her in the face. “Okay! You don’t have to hit me!” She said as she burst in tears once again as she started licking and slurping it off the floor. Her hands were still cuffed to her back. It was A LOT of cum. She was actually forced to swallow 168 loads of cum as I was sleeping! So I estimate the floor had 84 loads of cum she had just puked out! "This is going to take way too fucking long, the last 32 guys, just jack off into a glass and make her drink the 32 loads from there!" I told them. They all did and they filled the glass more than half way with pure semen. I slammed the cup on a table next to her. After you're done with the floor, drink that fucking cup of cum." After she finished swallowing all the semen off the floor, I held the cup up to her and said "Come on, this is the last of it and you're free to go." She shut her eyes as I poured it into her mouth. It took her 4 gulps and she was done. And then a drop of cum fell from her chin onto her black tank top. "Swallow it" I commanded. "I can't reach that with my mouth! And my hands are still behind me!" she said. "Well the deal was that you swallow ALL the cum remember?" I said as I started to take off my mask. "But that's not fair!" she said "I already swallowed all of your guys's cum!!" "It wasn't fair either when you nearly neutered me with your kick to my balls, all because I was admiring you during practice." I said as I removed my mask. And she finally realized it was me. "What the fuck are YOU doing here???" she yelled. "I'm gonna tell Ben and he is gonna fucking kill you!" "He's going to TRY." I said, and suddenly stood her up and yanked her pajamas down, revealing her black panties and her beautiful legs. I instantly got hard. I quickly finished pulling her pajamas off from under her feet and I grabbed her black underwear with one hand and pushed her stomach with the other. I pushed her against the table and with one fierce pull I snapped off her underwear, making a loud tearing noise. “I’ll make you a deal. We are going to rape you, but not kill you!” "Fuck you! Get off me you creep!" she yelled. As soon as she said that I slapped her across the face with my right hand. "Don't raise your voice at me bitch! You're my bitch now!" I said, then slapped her in the face again with my left hand. With that she fell. I pulled her up to her knees. With her hands cuffed behind her back she couldn't block my slaps. I leaned her back up against the part of the table that had drawers and I repeatedly slapped her gorgeous face over and over and over again with alternating with both hands throwing her head left and right. I wiped the running blood from her lips with my 9.5 inch cock, and then started dick slapping her with it. I stood her up, turned her around and bent her over the table. The sight of her beautiful perfect ass sticking up at me got me even harder. I spread her legs apart and did a hard upper cut style slap to her pussy from behind her as she was bent over. Reflex made her close her legs upon being slapped there, and pulled them apart once more and slapped her pussy again, making sure to hit her in the clit. "OWWW!!!!!!" she cried. "Please stop!!!" I ignored her and stuck my massive cock in her pussy doggy style. My head was the only thing past her pussy lips and she was already yelling. "OWWW!!!! FUCK! STOP!!" She was in pain from being stretched by the doorknob/skateboard-wheel sized girth of my cock. I grabbed her hair and pulled it hard with one hand and I grabbed her shoulder with the other and thrust the rest of my cock in with all my might. She screamed. "AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!" "Hey, camera guy, make sure you get this!" I called the guy over. "Catch her crying too!" I said to the cameraman as I forced her head to face the camera. "I'm going to show this video to all of your friends bitch, I'm going to post it on you wall on Facebook for everyone to see!" Stephanie weeped loudly from the humiliation of being raped on camera, and knowing everyone was going to see the video. She held her eyes shut. I forced one of her eyes open with fingers. "Look at the camera bitch!!" I yelled at her. "PLEASE STOP FILMING THIS! PLEASE!!!” She begged. But I ignored her and kept pounding her doggy style. I was so deep now that I felt the tip of my cock hit her cervix after each thrust. But my cock was too long and was still an inch or so outside of her pussy when I was deepest inside her. I decided to force myself deeper than her body was allowing, and slammed the head of my cock into her cervix pushing it up into her body until my lap slammed into her beautiful ass. She yelled and cried uncontrollably from the agony of having her cervix bruised and battered, but I just grabbed her amazing hourglass hips and kept pounding away. As I was fucking her hard, I started slapping her ass. The sounds of my loud bare handed slaps to her perfect ass were soothing. I kept slapping her ass HARD over and over again as I kept fucking her. And after each slap, her firm ass jiggled beautify! When my right hand started hurting I used my left hand. It took me about 10 minutes straight of torturing her ass cheeks with slaps to make sure there weren’t any spots that weren’t bright red. She kept crying really loud like a little bitch so I duct taped her mouth again. After another 5 minutes of tearing her pussy up and slapping her ass to a glowing red color I blew one of the biggest loads of my life inside her. What can I say? She felt as good as she looks! I felt my cock pump wave after wave after wave of hot cum, deep in her pussy. After I pumped the last drop of cum deep in her pussy, I sat her on a chair and pulled out my survival knife. “Stephanie, do you know how long I’ve been dying to have those tits in the palm of my hand?” I tell her and start cutting off her tank top. (To Be Continued.)

The Perfect Wife Manual by Dr. Olivia Udell The Bookstore [no sex] I was wondering around the used bookstore, more or less trying to delay going home. In the year and a half we had been married Shannon had changed from a cute, perky, slender, vivacious, sexy, fun girl into a rather distant, chubby, out of shape, unpleasant nag who avoided sex like the plague. It had been more than 6 months since we had anything approaching sex and the last time she just laid there and told me to get it over with. Yeah, really hot. Shannon complained about everything. Our house was too small, our cars were too old and not the right ones, her clothes were dowdy, we didn’t go on vacation, we went on the wrong, vacation, we didn’t have enough money. About the only thing she didn’t complain about was her job in customer relations at Streaming C, Inc. I had little idea about what she did there, but she it was the only thing for which she had any enthusiasm. Just when I thought it was about time that I headed home to make dinner, Oh, yeah, Shannon didn’t cook, do laundry, clean the house, or anything else which anyone could notice, this thin volume dropped into my hands. It had no dust cover and its cloth binding had seen better days. I could just make out a title “The Perfect Wife Manual.” My first thought was Shannon could really use this, but then I noticed the smaller print “for husbands”. I was just about to put the book back on the shelf when something stopped me and I figured, “oh why not? I’ll just buy this one too” so I placed it on the small stack of books I had collected and walked to the front to pay for my purchases. As luck would have it, our neighbors’ 18 year old daughter Elisabeth Grand was working that day. She greeted me like a long lost friend. The store was empty so I guess she was bored. She started checking out my books and when she picked up the small volume she looked at the title. What’s this? She said. I’m not sure, but I thought it would make a good gag gift for Shannon. I said Shannon has a sense of humor? She asked Not recently, maybe this will help. I responeded Yeah, well good luck with that. She said. I guess Shannon’s reputation for surliness was spreading. Hey, Elspeth said, there doesn;t seem to be a price on this one, no bar code either. Let me look it up in our inventory. She poked around on the computer for a minute or so and said, Well, its not in the system. Guess that means I can’t buy it. I said You can’t, but since we don’t own it, I guess its yours. And she finished ringing up my order I paid and left. As I went, Elspeth said, Hey let me know if it works. And giggled. I waved goodbye and walked the rest of the way home. Home – Day 1 As had become common over the last few months, I got home before Shannon. So I put the books in the library, the one room in the house Shannon never entered, and went to the kitchen to start dinner. I hate to say this but my first thought was, O.K. what should I make tonight and what about it will Shannon find fault? I settled on her favorite grilled chicken recipe with a medley of whole grains and asparagus with a side salad and hope for the best. Shannon came in about 10 minutes before dinner was ready, with the happy greeting of What are we having for dinner and when will it be ready? So I said, Hi Shannon. How was your Day? We are having . . . and it should be ready in about 10 minutes or so. And as she stomped up the stairs she said, Make it like ½ hour, I’m gonna take a shower. Did you get the shower gel I asked you to get? Yes, I sang out. Its in the linen cabinet, middle shelf. And mumbled under my breath where the six other shower gels you absolutely had to have are also. But that was unkind, so I squelched the thought. Turned down the chicken, finished preparing the salad and got the asparagus ready for cooking. The grains were in the rice cooker which would take care of itself. Then I wandered into the library to read until Shannon’s ½ hour was up. Shannon’s ½ hour could be anywhere from 30 minutes to and hour and a half. My eyes glanced over at the Perfect wife and I picked it up. I opened the book and turned to the first page. The page flashed for a second and then said “Welcome Jimmy” Huh? I thought that’s weird how did the book know my name. And then I read. I know everything about you and Shannon. That is why I found you and you found me. What?, I thought, I must be hallucinating or something Then the book said, You are not hallucinating. Shannon takes you for granted. She doesn’t think about you or what you might want. Would you like to change that? Yes, I thought. Make the following ***********ion. Do you want her to A. Think of you occasionally, but mostly remain the self centered bitch you know B. Think of you when making decisions but generally doing what she wants C. Think of you often and try to please you, but maintain some independent desires D. Think only of you I have to say that D tempted me for a second but C. seemed much better. That way she would take me into consideration, something she had not done since the day of our wedding. Maybe even before our wedding which was planned without me or at least with no consideration about my wishes. But it was her day as they say, so I wasn’t bothered. I just did not know that it would be an omen of things to come. You have chosen C. Please close the book. You may open it again tomorrow at this time. I closed the book and noticed the cover now displayed Wednesday June 12 6:30 p.m. How odd, I thought. Just then I heard a knock on the library door and Shannon poked her head in. She was in her robe and said, Sorry I took so long. I should be all ready in 10 minutes. And thanks for making dinner, I am sure that it is going to be delicious. You are such a great cook and so nice to make me dinner every night. Then she left, leaving me thinking, Who the hell was that? She came down in precisely 10 minutes just as I finished setting the table and putting out the food. For the first time ever she said, Wow that look fabulous and it smells so good. Thanks for making my favorite grilled chicken. I was floored. I was floored again when we had a pleasant dinner conversation where she actually asked about my day, my work, my friends, etc… I asked about her day, but I got the usual it was fine and no details. There never were details which is why I had little idea what she did at Streaming C, Inc. I actually didn’t even know what Streaming C, Inc did as it has no website, and its Dunn and Bradstreet listing was pretty bare bones. After dinner, she offed to help with the dishes. Yeah, I know there is a first for everything but I said I’d take care of them and why don’t you pick out something on T.V. Again I was flabbergasted when she came back with the T.V. Guide in hand and actually asked me if there was anything I wanted to see. Since there wasn’t I said, whatever you want is fine with me. And she said Are you sure,? I told her I was and off she went to find a T.V. Show. She picked out some silly talent type show, but that was fine. We went to bed after the T.V. show, and she said good night and gave me a good night kiss. Not much of one, but still. That book was amazing. At Home day 2 The work day sped by, all I could think of was getting home and seeing what the book had. Since I had time to spare, I stopped by at a few markets on the way home. Since Shannon was being so nice, I picked up a couple lobsters since she loves lobster and had them steamed. They were still warm when I got home as they were well wrapped, I made a couple baked potatoes and another salad. Prepared the drawn butter and everything was ready the minute she walked through the door. I could tell she was tired, but when she saw the dinner, she said “OMG, that looks wonderful. Just give me a minute and I’ll be right down. She was back a couple minutes later. We had an excellent dinner, filled with pleasant conversation and she even insisted that she do the dishes afterwards. That was a welcome change. So I went back to the library and checking the time, saw that it was passed 6:30 and opened the book. Welcome back Jimmy, the book said and I thought, thank you Book You are welcome. Today you should choose your wife’s appearance. The book said. How so? I asked Well, you have choices. Remember how she looked when you first fell in love with her? I think so I said. Well, she can look like that again or she can look similar but improved to your specifications. Pretty much whatever you want as long as she keeps the same general appearance. Huh? I thought She needs to remain recognizable, but she can be better, thinner, fatter, slightly shorter, slightly taller all sorts of things. The book said. Think about it for a minute and then you can choose The book went blank as I thought then the book presented a few options Weight. How much should Shannon weigh? Huh? I thought. O.K. Lets do it this way. Should Shannon be A. the weight she is now, pudgy B. the weight she was when you got married, nearly pudgy C. the weight she was when you met, trim but a bit meaty D. heavier than she is today E. thinner than when you met. For a moment I thought, she was really cute when we met, but then I remembered I thought she was just a little to big so I thought E. thinner Excellent choices. I will give you some further choices and think about them A. the weight she was at18 when she graduated high school, and an image of a younger slimmer Shannon appeared in my head B. the weight she was at her sweet 16, and another image of a slightly younger and slightly slimmer Shannon appeared in my head, MY gosh I thought she is cute’ C. the weight she was at 14 when she was a high school freshman. That image was almost the same as when she was 16 and she was super cute but I thought just a tad heavier than she was at 16. then the book said, I can’t go further back because she was still growing until 14. I just could not decide, then the book said how about this D. and it was Shannon just a bit slimmer than she was at 16, not anorexic, but definitely slender. Lithe and super sexy D it is I said to the Book Now breast size A. the same as she is today b verging on c because she was pudgy B. the same as she was at the wedding – definitely a B cup C. A-cup D less than A cup and again the images came to mind. I was leaning towards D. because I love flat girls but then I thought it might be too drastic a change and opted for C the book wrote back, O.K. then an A cup on the small side of A Firmness? Oh firm , I love firm tits I thought Sag or high riding OMG high riding with no sag I thought. That was one of the reasons I loved A cups so much Jiggle Hmmm I thought , I giuess maybe a little bit but not too much How about stomach A. flat and firm B. a little pouchy Well, sometimes I liked a litle pooch but flat and firm sounded so good and the Book agreed How about Ass The was no question, firm, little round so smaller than it had been any time I knew her Hips? I picked boyish Cunt? Wet, tight, not too lippy and a nice medium clit, pink all around I knew it said the Book Then I thought so why did you ask? And the Book wrote back, I have to be sure. OK I thought Hair? I loved her blond hair with some reddish highlights so we kept that I also wanted it a teensy bit fuller and a teensy bit straighter which the book showed me and it was perfect. Eyes, Mouth, ears,. Chin. The book showed me all sorts of choices and I chose the slight changes I thought would look best the last question was body hair. I thought about just saying none, but when the Book showed me 12 year old and I saw just a few light whisps on her pussy, I couldn’t resist. And so it was, the book asked me if I was satisfied after showing me the NEW Shannon at all angles close up and from a distance. I thought yes. And the book wrote. If you are satisfied think Yes. It is very hard to change the perameters after you *********** so be sure. And the images all flashed before me as I thought I think so , I think so, and then finally Yes. The the book wrote, bodily changes take time. Open me in a week. I closed the book and a new said Open Thursday June 20 6:30 pm Just then, there was a knock on the door I turned and saw Shannon I finished the dishes, do you want to watch T.V.? That sci fi show with the cute girl is on. Lets watch. Shannon hated that show. It was stupid, but I loved it because, well because it had a really cute girl in it who often lost most of her clothes. The week of change At first, I could hardly see the physical changes. The only thing I noticed at first was the hair left in the shower. Shannon rarely cleaned the drain when she was done so that wasn’t surprising. What was surprising was that she did not seem to notice the loss of all that body hair. At dinner after she came home from work she asked me if I noticed anything different about her and I said, she looked as beautiful as ever. But she said, no that’s not what I meant, do I look different, I mean and then she blushed and said never mind. I asked her what she meant and she blushed again and said Oh its just that one of the guys a work mentioned something I didn’t think anything of it at the time and we had a pleasant dinner and once again Shannon offered to do the dishes and let me pick out what to watch on t.v. she was even slightly more affectionate. Which means a hug and a quick peck on the lips. Which was something anyway. In a few days, I noticed that she was losing weight in all the right places. She noticed too and asked if I thought she was getting too skinny. I told her that she looked great, better than ever. Then she complained that her bras didn’t fit right. Which I said was probably due to her weight loss and that we could go out and buy her some new clothes and new bras on the weekend. Then she said, looking at herself in the mirror. Maybe I don’t need bras at all. And I said, no, I guess you don’t. And besides you look even better without out them And she said, you think? And I said yes. Then she gave me a peck on the cheek and said, you are so sweet. No wonder I married you. And then the week was up. And I went to look for the book. There it was, just where I had left it. I opened it and again I saw, Hello Jimmy. So of course, I said Hello Book I hope you like the changes in Shannon. So, since I did, I said yes. She is gorgeous. She has been getting lots of compliments How about an easy change? O.K. I said I have noticed that Shannon is not physically responsive. What She is cold and doesn’t have sex with you or even play sexually. Yeah, that’s been pretty much since we got back from our honeymoon, even on our honeymoon if I am honest about it. I can change that. You can? Yes, Why would I doubt the book by this time? Once again a series of options appeared A Continue as is and live like a monk B Grudging, reluctant, agreement to have sex c occasional interest and mild responsiveness D usually up for it E always up for it, if asked F always up for it and occasional request G Immediate responsiveness and hot and eager when she see you H Hot and bothered all the time, ready to go. Reading throught the list I immediately thought H as that would make her suffer as I had been, but then I thought well, that could get out of control sort of quickly so maybe G, and then I thought that might be hard tro keep up with so I ended up opting for F. The book approved of my choice and said, you may open the book again on Sunday 23 June. Before closing I asked the book how long it would take, and it replied more or less now, but increasing over time until she reaches full status. End part 1

It had been a few weeks since we last visited Les and his animals, but this weekend, we planned to spend all weekend with him, so early Friday night we got ready and set off, taking our stuff with us to use later on the weekend, arriving around 6 pm, a few cars in the drive told us things would soon get going . As we walked in, I stripped off and guys picked me up, and lead me over to the frame, hands tied, my pussy and mouth were filled by rock hard cocks, as hands worked away on my boobs, Grant had found a willing cock and was busy riding it as Les began to fuck his mouth, it didn’t take long before I was filled with cum, and another cock took over, between cocks in my mouth I told them to let me up, so we could dp, before the words were out of my mouth my arse was filled with cock, and my orgasms began. He too didn’t last too long, and I was allowed to stand, I found two good looking cocks and got them to lay down legs entwined, as my body engulfed them both, I rode them hard, getting my rewards to quick as both cum in me, Grants butt was leaking cum, so he was off and running, as Dfor started to lick his cock, ready to mount one of us. I wanted him, so quickly pulled of the guys in me, and moved over to the bench, calling Dfor as I went, he quickly nosed up, licking the fresh cum from me, I saw one guy playing with Dfor cock, getting it ready for me, then with a soft growl, Dfor jumped up, his cock found my wet and chummy butt, open and willing. I looked over and Jake was humping Grant's arse, as guys face fucked us both, we both began to orgasm loudly, as the dogs got up to speed, Dfor knot was inside my arse, swollen fully, I was now his bitch, and loving it, I took a sniff of poppers just as he started to cum, the heat and pressure was great, my orgasm got stronger still as we both realised the feelings. Dfor turned back to back now, pulling against me, but his knot held tight. Then after some time, he pulled away hard, we parted, cum ran free, as guys took over fucking my pussy and butt. By now quite a few liked fucking me after the dogs had cum in me, as they reckon it felt really good and wet. Les moved around, his cock now soft, after blowing in my mouth and slide his fist fully in my pussy, working me to a great orgasm, and then his other fist went in my butt, both hands worked me up to great orgasms. As I wriggled wildly my orgasm built up higher still. He fisted me for some 10 minutes, then said "Right your ready", as he and another guy pulled me and up lead me to the frame, We had been fucking for some 2 hours probably by now and yes I was ready, straps tightened on my arms and legs and I heard a snort coming from behind me, Les said "Which Hole" I replied, 'You Pick" as I saw Flame's front legs come up a long side me, I was given a good sniff of poppers and asked for more, as I felt Flame's cock bounce on my back. From the side I saw Les give Flame a sniff of the mare's scent, followed by a loud snort, and my back took a few more slaps from his cock, I asked for more poppers, as Flame's cock pushed against me, what hole would he choose, then I knew, My butt was opened up with one hard push At first about 6 inches or so went in, but as Flame once more took a sniff of the mare’s scent, my body was rocked as he rammed his stiff member hard into my abused butt, I yelled out, then quietness filled the air, the breath knocked out of me, his cock fully home, in 3 or 4 thrusts, oh boy did it hurt, I called out for more poppers, as Flame fucked me. Now it was up to him, I was held tight, his cock pushing so far in I though the head of it was in my mouth, my arse, although wet and open, had been violated . But I loved it, as my first horse orgasm for the night rung out, then another in quick succession, I was in bliss once more, my mouth was filled with cock and cum, I managed to get a sniff of poppers, followed again by more orgasms, Flame was going strong, I don’t think he had fucked anything since we were last here, Les once more urging him on with more mare's scent, each time Flame would push so hard it hurt at first, then sent me over the top in orgasms, then oh boy that feeling, his cock jerked, twitching and swelling, I pushed back, knowing he was ready to cum. Then the feeling I love, his seed filled my arse so full, with more, leaking out as I screamed thought multiply orgasms, Flame pushed further inside trying to make sure his mare was impregnated, I pushed back too, wanting more before his cock went soft, and he would pull it out. Then as with any horse, no thank you, just wham his large cock head split my arse open as he pulled back, cum spewed everywhere, I was covered from head to toe in it, Les led Flame away as the guys went down, several fucked my pussy as others fisted the other hole, I let them play as my body come down from the high, then they lifted me out of the frame, sitting me on a hard cock and a second going in my butt. As they fucked me, I saw Grant being tied, and Patch led in, I wanted to watch him take it all, so moved around a bit, the guys stayed in me, laughing I said ,"A third cock wanted in my butt, no one came forward, so I called out louder, "Room for one more" as Mark moved over. I said I've seen it done before, I eased top butt guy back a bit, so Mark could straddle me and shove his cock in, after Flame it went in easy, and felt good, the guy I was laying on could hardly move but his cock twitched inside me, as 2 others rubbed against him, it took awhile but they kinder got in sync, as I shot out a load of horse cum, with my orgasm. Grant was now fully filled by Patch, his cock ramming right up to the balls, Les leading Patch on with more and more scent, each time Grant groaned as Patch rammed harder, but pushed back for more, my guys began to falter, all three trying hard to stay in me, but one did cum, as he fell back he took the others with him, Mark quickly shoved his fist in, then his cock, my arse exploded in bliss, 10 inches of cock found the spot, as his hand worked my butt. Then he pushed in harder, working his arm further and further inside, I felt behind me, his elbow touched my butt. Mark let me know he was Cumming, his grunts and grown filled the air, as cum flowed free, oozing out alongside his arm, when he slipped out, I swung around, licking his cock dry, as another filled my pussy with cum. I had forgotten about Grant for awhile but his scream of bliss as Patch fucked him full of sperm reminded me. Patch's balls pulsed, pushing gallons of cum deep in his butt, as Grant's orgasm ran wild, then like Flame he pulled back, I saw Grant's butt open like a garage door, the huge knob head sticking for awhile before forcing its way out, Grant screamed, as cum flew around him. Patch just moved back and walked away. I moved over, dragging my guy by his cock, and lay under Grant, horse cum was flowing out, covering me, I ate what I could, the guys released Grant, he fell back, his butt now over my boobs as more cum shot out, I pulled him down, his mouth eager to lap up fresh horse cum, of my tits, my pussy took another load of cum. Les had told us, that he would only let the horse fuck us once tonight, knowing we had a bigger night planned tomorrow, so Grant and myself made sure we took care of all the guys and showed them our toys collection in use too, with us both taking in fully the very thick 12 inch dildo, at one time with the 10 inch vibe in with it too as Grant had fun. As before I planted myself down fully on two fists, each going in close to Elbow depth, as I rode them, Grant had 2 fists in his butt and a tired with his fingers going in but stuck at the knuckles, as we finished the night off. All the guys now had soft cocks, and the dogs half asleep, we decided to call it quits tonight and save some energy for tomorrow night. as the guys head of home, Les told them any time after mid afternoon the fun would begin again, he showed us our bed for the weekend, as we took time washing off a mixture of human, dog and horse cum before falling into a well earn sleep.

On a rainy day I was outside at work trying to smoke under a awning to stay dry. When the side door opened and out walked the sexy MILF office chick. Long black hair, glasses, purple blouse, black pants holding an umbrella. She walked away and had a phone call and just when I was about to go back inside she yelled for me to join her under the umbrella. She asked how my day was going and we complained about the rain and then she got to what she really wanted to ask me. Do you know who I could borrow $100 from till Friday? She asked softly. I was busy staring down her blouse cause of the height difference. I was watching her big tits jiggle as she talked and moved around. When she figured out what I was looking at she shook her tits at me and said come on focus. We both laughed then I answered her finally. Yeah I could float you that till Friday no worries I told her reaching for my wallet. She jumped and hugged me pressing her tits in my face. I was stunned and just stood there with my face buried in her tits as she hugged me. When she let me go I gave her the money and was just happy with the hug. And so Thursday before we left for the day she came and found me. She said I'll be here couple hours early tomorrow, see if you can be here too. Ok ill see what I can do I told her. I started before her anyway so it was just a hour earlier for me. I pulled in and saw her car already by the office doors. I parked in my normal spot and walked in like normal. I made my way through the dark offices till I found hers at the end. It was dimly lit with lamps and her computer on her desk. She had her hair pulled back, had black tights and a pink t-shirt on. When I walked into her office she offered me some breakfast sandwiches. Sure thanks I said taking them and putting them in my lunch box. She got up to get her wallet, thanking me again for helping her without hesitating. I was thinking about the hug she gave me saying it was not a problem. When she got to her purse I noticed a change of clothes hanging up with some make-up on a chair. I asked what was with the outfit. She said I woke up late with enough time to shower and meet you here, so I just brought it. Oh there was no need to rush I'd have waited I told her. She grabbed the money and said oh I know I just wanted to thank you properly. I took the money and looked confused at her. What do you mean breakfast and paid back we're good I told her. Please sit she said as she took my lunchbox and bag and put them on the floor by her desk. I sat still a bit confused. She sat on her desk with her leg up on the chair next to me. Then she took her glasses off, let her hair down and said I want you to have your way with me right here. I looked her up and down then she pulled her shirt up showing off her big tits. What do you say? I know your thinking about your gf but I need a good fuck and what better way to get it than by saying thank you she said with a shrug and smile. She took her shirt off and slid off the desk between my legs, undoing my pants. I couldn't believe after all this time I was finally gonna fuck this sexy single mom. She pulled my cock out as it was getting harder in her face she licked it. Then looked up at me on her knees and said don't worry no one will know, this is just for you. She licked her lips then went straight down on my cock. She sucked my cock up and down as I leaned back and my cock grew harder in her mouth. Oh fuck yeah I moaned as she pushed her head down forcing my cock into her throat. She gagged a little then slowly rose her head. It's been awhile since I had a cock that could reach my throat she said smirking at me stroking my cock. Back down her head went, all the way down again. This time she was forcing herself to keep going up and all the way down. Holy shit I moaned as I watched her suck my cock. She gagged a few more time before she slurped her way up my cock. She grabbed the base of my cock tight and smacked herself in the face with it. I can't wait to feel this big fucker deep in my pussy she said as my cock went smack, smack, smack across her face. Oh fuck yes I wanna see how tight that pussy is I moaned. She stood up, then said oh I know what you want. She turned around, pulled her tights down to her knees, to my surprise no thong or panties. She shook her big bubble ass in my face, have your way with me she moaned. I couldn't believe after all this time I was gonna be able to do this. I bit both her ass cheeks as she kept shaking her ass, then I slapped each bite mark. Fuck yeah she moaned bending further over her desk poking her ass out more into my face. I bit, licked, and slapped her ass a few more times enjoying the way it jiggled. Then I drilled my tongue into her ass and pussy, while I kept slapping her ass making it jiggle on my face. Oh fuck yes that's it take what you want she moaned reach one hand back to hold my head. She started pressing harder against my face shaking her ass. I was in heaven tasting her sweet juices and the way in turned her into a slut was amazing. Oh God yes, I thought you'd be a nasty freaky fuck and your not disappointing me she moaned as my tongue swirled in and out of her holes. I slapped her shaking ass with approval. My cock was throbbing and my mind was running wild. I spun her around suddenly, pushed her back by her hips. On the desk I told her, when she hopped up her tits jiggled so sexy. I pulled her tights down and off with one yank. I spread her legs, draped one over my shoulder the other rested on the desk. Her pussy was so wet shining in the dim light. I started licking her clit and pressing two fingers into her tight pussy. Oh fuck yes your gonna make me cum she moaned. She pressed my head into her pussy grinding it into my face. I fingered her pussy faster, hoping she'd cum. Oh fuck that's it don't stop, don't stop she moaned. I felt her pussy clamp down around my fingers as I kept licking. She then spread her legs out wide, held my head with her hands and came grinding her pussy in my face. Oh fuck oh fuck I'm cumming I'm cumming she moaned out. I took my fingers out and swirled my tongue inside her pussy tasting her fresh juices as she came. After she was done and I felt her grip loosen on my head, I stood up. I slapped her soaking pussy and clit with my rock hard cock. Her legs still spread wide as she naked on her desk with just glasses on. She pulled her hair, slapped her tits, then stretched her pussy lips open. Do it oh fuckin God do it stretch my pussy open with that big fucker she moaned as I slapped her pussy with my cock. After a couple hard slaps I pressed the head of my cock into her tight pussy as she held it open. Oh my God yes, it's been too long she moaned as I slowly slid my cock into her wet pussy. I slid a chair over for one leg to rest on while I held the other on my shoulder. As I slid the rest of my cock into her pussy she started rubbing her clit. I thrust hard into her pussy making sure my balls hit her ass. Her eyes and mouth shot open as I moaned fuck yes that's it, take it all. She let out a moan and locked eyes with me and nodded. I took this as a sign I could start pounding her tight pussy, so pulled her ass to the edge of the desk. With her legs spread wide and one on my shoulder, I leaned forward grabbing on to her melon like tits. I kept slowly pulled my cock out half way then ramming deep into her tight pussy. It made her jump every time, as she moaned fuck yeah stretch that pussy open. I rammed my cock into her pussy like that till I felt the wet clap of my balls on her ass. Thats when I clapped her tits together a few times before I squeezed them together and leaned down to bite on her nipples. As she threw her head back in pleasure I started pounding her pussy hard and fast. Oh God fuck me fuck me fuuuuck meee she moaned wrapping her arms around me and smothering me in her tits. I squeezed her tits pulling her into every thrust making sure she took it all. Oh fuck yes let me ride that big cock she moaned out like a wild women with her arms smashing my face between her tits. As I bit and sucked on her tits, I slammed my cock into her pussy pushing as deep as it would go. She let out some hitch pitched moans and threw her arms back, I was still in heaven between her big tits. Then I leaned back up, I let go of her tits, slid my cock out and slapped her clit with it. Time to ride this dick I said slapping her soaking pussy. She was breathing heavy but managed to say fuck yes. I stepped back to the chair I had been in before and sat down. She stood up in front of me, I motioned for her to sit on my cock. She bent down, pulled my pants down further, then threw a leg over straddling me. She held my cock guiding it into her tight pussy. When got the head inside her tight pussy she moaned out oh fuck there it is. She leaned forward in the chair grabbing the the back of the chair,smashing her tits into my face. I grabbed her ass cheeks and held them spread as she started to sink down on my cock. Oh fuck yeah make my pussy take it all she moaned, as I pushed her down on my cock. When she sat all the way down she was moaning oh shit oh fuck oh shit oh fuck over and over. I slapped both her ass cheeks with my face still buried in her tits. She pulled away sat straight up, put her hands on my shoulders, and started to bounce up and down. Oh God its so deep she moaned throwing her head back as she bounced on my cock. Thats right get it all in there I moaned. I stared at her tits as she bounced, my hands gripped her ass cheeks holding them spread. I could feel her pussy stretch around my cock as she kept bouncing. As she picked up pace she pulled my hands up to her tits to hold them. Ow fuck damn she moaned as she made herself slam down on my cock. She re-positioned held her ass cheeks while I still had her tits in my hands. Then started slamming her pussy down on my cock over and over. I smashed and squeezed her tits together to get both her nipples in my mouth at the same time. She really knew how to ride a cock in a chair. Hearing her ass smack my thighs every time she slammed down and she made a high pitched moan that was so sexy. She reached down behind her ass started rubbing my balls. Fuck yeah you got a big load waiting she moaned rubbing my balls. Mmm hmm is all I could get out with her tits in my face. I wanna taste it she moaned. I felt her pussy clamp around my cock as her moans got more high pitched. She wrapped her arms around me pulling me hard into her tits as she bounced. I'm gonna cum, holy shit fuck yes she moaned. I slapped her ass a couple of times, still being smothered by her tits. Oh yes I'm cumming damn it feels so fucking good she moaned in my ear. She slowed down and finally sank down on my cock, breathing heavy, she let go of me and sat up. She smiled at me and said your turn, cupping her bite marked tits in my face. She stood up slowly, moaning as she did. She turned and bent over her desk, looked back at me and licked her lips. I stood up, smacked her ass with my throbbing cock. God damn right I said as I aimed my cock for her soaking pussy. Then I saw the bite marks on her ass and I smacked both ass cheeks, watching my hand print slowly rise. She reached back spread her ass and moaned fuck me hard please. I grabbed her hip, pushed my cock forward into her pussy pushing her against the desk. It held her firm in position, I started slow but hard. Pulling out half way then slamming my cock back into her pussy. Oh yes that's it, just push your way deep in my pussy she moaned. She had a tight grip on her ass making a louder clap when I slammed into her. Oh fuck yes I moaned pumping my cock into her hard and fast now. Her pussy made such a sexy slurp sound when I pulled my cock out. I reached up with both hands and grabbed her hair pulling her head off the desk. Her tits were clapping now every time I thrust into her, she just kept holding her ass. Ahhhh ohhhhh she moaned, as I pounded her hard like my neighbor slut. My cock started to throb in her pussy, oh fuck your close I can feel it in your cock she moaned. I kept fucking her hard, her tits clapped her ass clapped I was in heaven. Thats it fuck yeah you ready for this cum I growled at her. Oh God yes give it to me please she begged as I pounded her still pulling her hair. Fine, get on your knees I moaned as I let go of her hair. She quickly was on her knees back against the desk. I stroked my cock in her face then told her to say ahhhh. She opened her mouth and I couldn't help myself I shoved my cock down her throat. She tapped on my stomach but I pushed hard down her throat. Shhhhh bitch you wanted to taste it remember I said looking down to her. She started to struggle some then I wrapped my hands in her hair. I skull fucked her hard, she was drooling all over herself. It was so fucking sexy, her eyes bulged as my cock fucked her mouth I kept pushing and pulling her head as I thrust deep in her throat. She gagged a few times so I pulled my cock out of her mouth. I smeared my cock all over her face and slapped her with it. Oh my God she moaned coughing and breathing heavy. I stepped up pressing my cock to her lips. Say ahhh bitch I barked at her. She slowly opened her mouth. I put the head of my cock on her tongue and said wider. She did a little, then I pushed forward. More I barked at her, she dropped her mouth open knowing what was coming next. I grabbed her head, that's a good slut I said. Half my cock was in her mouth, I looked her in her tear filled eyes. You ready, I wanna blow this load I said smirking at her. She moaned mmmhhhmmm looking up at me. Good I said and gulp is the next sound she made. I shoved till my balls were on her chin. She put her hands this time up on my stomach in a submissive way. I grabbed both wrists in one hand and kept pushing and pulling her head with the other. Oh fuck yes I moaned as my cock started throbbing. I looked down at her and moaned get ready. I picked up the pace like I was fucking her pussy. Thats it thats it I moaned then my cock erupted. Shot after shot went down her throat as I pulled my cock back slowly. As my cock was sliding on her tongue I shot cum covering her tongue. Then I aimed down stroked my cock and blew a couple shots on her marked up tits. She gagged but swallowed all I shot at her mouth. Then licked her lips and got a small hand towel to clean her tits. She smiled at me and said I was definitely told to ask the right person for help. I was confused because I didn't yet know who told her I wanted to fuck her or bite her big ass. I asked but she said it was a secret like us getting paid to fuck. I left it at that knowing another person was gonna know we fucked. It was about 2 weeks later when I found out who, and I was waiting on my chance to question them about it.

For a while now I've been curious about guys. So I was cruising on Craigslist (back when that was around) looking for someone who wanted an ongoing sub for them to use from time to time. I ended up posting an Ad saying that I was A Sub bottom sissy looking for a Top/Dom daddy type for ongoing with a pic of my body and ass. After about two hours of emailing back and forth with a few guys and there was one guy that seemed very interested in me. We'll call him Dave. So I gave him my actual email and we continued to talk for another day or so. After that I gave him my cell number and we continued to text for a few days. We exchanged pics but never a face pic, which was okay with me as I'm not open about any of this. We agreed to meet during the day and see if we had somewhat of a connection. A few days went by and finally the day came that he was coming to town (he lived about 40 minutes away). Dave had to drive to me because I didn't have my licence yet. We agreed to meet by a bus stop on the main strip. I didn't live far from the bus stop so Dave messaged me when he was close. I got the message and headed to the stop. I waited there for a few minutes before he got there. While I was waiting I couldn't stop thinking "what if I knew this guy" And "is he going to be a mean/scary guy?" It felt like a longer wait than it was. Dave finally pulled up in his SUV and got out. He was a 6'1 180lbs toned guy with salt and pepper hair with stubble on his face (quite nice looking if you ask me). He greeted me and confirmed I was the person he was meeting. We walked up and down the main strip for about 30 minutes and we did seem to have a connection. He said he had an appointment to get to so he couldn't stay long. I walked him back to his SUV and asked me if I wanted to go to grab a coffee before he leaves. I agree and hopped in his SUV (it was midday so I wasn't overly nervous to get into a vehicle with a stranger). As we were driving to the coffee shop he asked me if I wanted to "sample the goods". A little confused as to what he meant, he started rubbing his crotch and looked at me intently watching him do this. It really tuned me on. He reached over and grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I could feel his huge cock through his jeans. "Let me see your cock" he demanded. I was slightly prepared for this occasion as I had on very loose PJ pants. He leaned over and pulled them down exposing my fully hard 6inch cut cock. he just looked at my cock and smiled as I continued to rub his cock through his jeans until we reached the coffee shop. We grabbed a coffee quick and he dropped me off back at the bus stop. There wasn't any fondling on the ride back. When I got out of his SUV he said he'd be in touch and we'd set up another day to meet. A couple days went by and I didn't think I was gonna hear from him again, as sad as that was. But one day when I was at school I got a message from him. He apologized for the long wait and we started talking about a meet where we would actually get some action. We agreed to meet on a Friday at a Motel in the same town I live. I was so excited! So the Friday came along and I was hyping myself up for this meet. I prepared the best I could. I shaved my asshole, cleaned it, shaved all of what pubes I had. So finally it was time. He said he was at the motel so I started walking (about a 15 minute walk), the whole walk there is was so nervous. When I got there I stood outside the door ad texted him that I was there. Dave opened the door and guided me inside. i brought a gym bag that had a few pairs of panties inside in case he wanted me to wear them for him. He told me to relax and got me a shot of fireball (alcohol). After taking the shot I told him I brought panties if he wanted. "Yes" he said. "Put on your favourite pair and come to the washroom" I did as I was told. I stripped naked and put on my black silk panties. As I wasted into the washroom I saw him completely naked with towels. "We're going to shower first, get my girl all cleaned up" he said. I didn't argue (even though I just showered) he got in first and then called for me to enter. He told me to keep my panties on. I slid the shower curtain open just enough to get in and I could see him soaking wet with his huge cock out! it was about 8 inch cut and completely smooth. I couldn't help but stare at his cock. "Want to touch it? Go ahead" he said. I reached out and started stroking his cock, it felt huge in my hands in comparison to mine. I got to my knees in the shower with the water now completely hitting me. "Suck on it baby" Dave commanded. I started sucking it. It was so big in my mouth that I could only fit about half of it in my mouth before gagging. I sucked his cock for about 5 minutes while he was moaning in pleasure and tilting his head back. The odd time he would put his hands on the back of my head so I prepared myself to have it go deep, but he didn't force any of it inside my mouth. After the 5 minutes we continued to shower. After the shower he poured me another shot and told me to change into another pair of panties. I dried myself off, changed into some blue tiger print panties and climbed onto the bed. Dave came walking over to the bed fully naked still after drying himself off. His dick was still hard. "What do you want to do?" Dave asked. "Anything you want" I say while still staring at his cock. The then grabbed me by the arms and threw me onto my stomach. He peeled back my panties slowly and started eating my ass (I've never had this done to me before this so it was a new interesting feeling). He ate my ass for a few minutes then he went to his bag and grabbed out a bottle of lube. He walked back over while applying be to his cock and positioned himself behind me. I tried my best to pop my ass up so it would be easier access for him. When I felt his finger slide side my ass. He was also applying lube to my insides. His finger inside my ass felt amazing. After a few minutes of him probing/luring my ass his fingers retracted. I could feel his cock slapping off my tight hole, he smacked my asshole 3 or 4 times. This felty amazing and it was building anticipation. He found the perfect position and I could feel the head of his cock press against my hole as I stride to relax. I was super tight so he used more force and eventually he "popped" inside me. He waited there for a few seconds before he started slowly pushing deeper inside me, he was doing mini thrusts until he eventually got balls deep. it felt like is cock was literally hitting my stomach it Was so deep. "You like it when I'm balls deep inside you baby?" he said. I could only let out a small moan of pleasure and pain. He slowly pulled out of me and started to fuck me harder. He was fucking me slowly for a few minutes then the gradually increased his pace and began pushing hard enough for his pelvis to be smacking my ass, he would also smack my ass hard with his hands. He continued fucking my ass hard and fast for what felt like an hour while calling me his bitch, his pig, and faggot. "On your back bitch" he demanded. I rolled my body over for him to use. He grabbed my legs and threw them over his shoulders he slowly entered me again with ease. The pain was still there but it was more pleasure as time went on. Dave continued to fuck me harder and harder. Forcing me to slide all around the bed. "Get back here bitch" he said after having to move with me all over. He got off the bed, grabbed my anchors and pulled me to the edge of the bed. Now with his feet planted I wasn't going anywhere. He threw my legs to one side and continued his assault on my ass. At one point he grabbed and locked my arm around my back and held onto my thigh tightly and continued smashing away. I caught myself drooling over his ruthless assault on me. "Are you ready for daddies cum bitch?" He yelled into my ear while pulling my hair. I said YES as he kept up his rhythm. He threw my legs around his neck again to force his seed deeper and with a few more hard thrusts he started unloading his alpha seed deep inside my sissy ass. I felt like what seemed 10-12 large shots of cum shoot inside me. I felt so full. Both out of breath we sat there with his cock still inside me looking at eachother. At that moment I knew I was his beta bitch that he could call on whenever he wanted. He eventually pulled out, cleaned up and instructed me to put on another pair of panties for bed. I obeyed his command and called into bed beside him after. I laced with my back to him the whole night Bailey sleeping just hoping he'd roll over and take what he wanted again. However, he didn't. When he woke up in the morning we agreed to get breakfast and after that I never saw him again. I tried calling, texting and emailing him but he wouldn't respond. Dave took and got what he wanted from me and never looked back. I still really wish he would respond but I'm not over worked over it. There will be more out there.

My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, of chapters 1-4 of Volume 1.[/i] MY SECRET LIFE BY WALTER VOLUME-1. Chapter V After fathers death, our circumstances were further reduced, At the time I am going to speak of, we had come to a small house nearer London; one sister went to boarding-school, an aunt (I had many) took another, I went to a neighboring great school or college, as it was termed, my little brother Tom was at home; but reference henceforth to members of my family will be but slight, for they had but little to do with the incidents of this private life, and unless they were part actors in it, none will be mentioned. Our house had on the ground-floor a dining-room, a drawing-room, and a small room called the garden parlour, with steps leading into a large garden. On the first floor, my mothers bedroom and two others; above were the servants’ room, mine, and another much used as a lumber-room; the kitchens were in the basement, outside them a long covered way led to a servants’ privy, and class to it a Sight of stairs leading up into the garden; at the top of the stairs was a garden-door leading into the fore-court, on to which opened the street-door of the house. This de***********ion of plan is needful to understand what follows. I was about eighteen years old, tall, with slight whiskers and moustache, altogether manly and looking seventeen or eighteen, yet my mother thought me a mere child, and most innocent; she told our friends so. I had developed, without her having noticed it, love of women, and the intensest desire to understand the secrets of their nature had taken possession of me; the incessant talk of fucking with which the youths I knew beguiled their leisure, the stories they told of having seen their servants or other girls half, or quite, naked, the tricks by which they managed this, the dodges they were up to, inflamed me, sharpened’ nay instinctive acuteness in such matters, and set me seeking every opportunity to know women naked, and sexually. Frigging was now hateful to me; I had never done so more than the times related, that is as far as I now can recollect, frightened, as said, by my godfather telling me that it sent men mad and made them hateful to worsen. So although boiling with sensuality, I was still all but a virgin, and actually so in fucking. A housemaid arrived just as I came home from college; the cook stood at the door, she was a lovely woman about twenty-five or 26 years old, fresh as a daisy, her name was Mary. The housemaid was in a cart, driven by her father, a small market gardener living a few miles from us. I saw a fresh, comely girl about seventeen years old in the cart as I passed, and when I got inside our fore-court, turned round to look, she was getting down, the horse moved, she hesitated. “Get down,” said her father angrily. Down she stepped, her clothes caught on the edge of the cart, or step, or somehow; and I saw rapidly appear white stockings, garters, thighs, and a patch of dark hair between them by her belly; it was instantaneous, and down the clothes came, hiding all. I stood fascinated, knowing I had seen her cunt hair. She, without any idea of having been exposed, helped down with her box, I went into the parlour ashamed of having, as I thought, been seen looking. I could think of nothing else, and when she brought in tea could not take my eyes off her, it was the same at supper (we led a simple life, dining early and having supper). In the evening my mother remarked, “That girl will do,” I recollect feeling glad at that. I went to bed, thinking of what I had seen, and stared whenever I saw her the next day, until, by a sort of fascination, she used to stare at me; in a day or two I fancied myself desperately in love with her, and indeed was. I recollect now her features, as if I had only seen her yesterday, and, after the scores and scores of women I have fucked since, recollect every circumstance attending my having her, as distinctly as if it only occurred last week; yet very many years have passed away. She was a little over Eighteen years, had ruddy lips, beautiful bath, darkish hair, hazel eyes, and a slightly turn-up nose, large shoulders and breasts, was plump, generally of fair height, and looked eighteen or nineteen; her name was Charlotte. I soon spoke to her kindly, by degrees became free in manner, at length chucked her under her chin, pinched her arm, and used the familiarities which nature teaches a man to use towards a woman. It was her business to open the door, and help me off with my coat and boots if needful; one day as she did so, her bum projecting upset me so that as she rose from stooping I caught and pinched her. All it was done with risk, for my mother then was nearly always at home, and the house being small, noise was easily heard. I was soon kissing her constantly. In a few days got a kiss in return, that drove me wild, her aunt came constantly into my mind, all sorts of wants, notions, and vague possibilities came across me; girls do let fellows feel them, I said to myself, I had already succeeded in that. What if I tell that I have seen it outside? will she tell my mother? will she let me feel her? what madness! yet girls do let men, girls like it, so all my friends say. Wild with hopes and anticipations, coming indoors one day, I caught her tightly in my arms, pulled her belly close to mine, rubbed up against hers saying, “Charlotte, what would I give, if you would … it was all I dared say. Then I heard my mothers bedroom door open, and I stopped. Hugging and kissing a woman never stopped there, I told her I loved her, which she said was nonsense. We now used regularly to kiss each other when we got the chance; little by little I grasped her closer to me, put my hands round her waist, then cunningly round to her bum, then my prick used to stand and I was mad to say more to her, but had not the courage. I knew not how to set to work, indeed scarce knew what my desires led me to hope, and think at that time, putting my hand an to her cunt, and seeing it, Was perhaps the utmost; fucking her seemed a hopelessly mad idea, if I had the expectation of doing so at all very clearly. I told a friend one or two years older than myself how matters stood, avoiding telling him who the girl was. His advice was short. Tell her you have seen her cunt, and make a snatch up her petticoats when no one is near, keep at it, and you will be sure to get a feel, and some day, pull out your prick, say straight you want to fuck her, girls like to see a prick, she will look, even if she turns her head away. This advice he dinned into my ears continually, but for a long time I was not bold enough to put his advice into practice. One day, my mother was out, the cook upstairs dressing, we had kissed in the garden parlour, I put my hand round her bum, and sliding my face over her shoulder half ashamed, said, “I wish my prick was against your naked belly, instead of outside your clothes.” She with an effort disengaged herself, stood amazed, and said, “I never will speak to you again.” I had committed myself, but went on, though in fear, prompted by love or lust. My friend’s advice was in my ears. “I saw your cunt as you got down from your father’s cart,” said I, “look at my prick (pulling it out), how stiff it is, it’s longing to go into you, ‘cock and cunt will come together.’” It was part of a smutty chorus the fellows sang at my college; she stared, turned round, went out of the room; through the garden, and down to the kitchen by the garden stairs, without uttering a word. The cook was at the top of the house, I went into the kitchen reckless, and repeated all I had said She threatened to call the cook. “She must have seen your cunt, as well as me,” said I; then she began to cry. Just as I was begging pardon, my friend’s advice again rang in my ears, I stooped and swiftly ran both hands up her clothes, got one full on to her bum, the other on her motte; she gave a loud scream, and I rushed off upstairs in a fright. The cook did not hear her, being up three pairs of stairs; down I went again, and found Charlotte crying, told her again all I had seen in the court yard, which made her cry more. She would ask the cook, and would tell my mother then hearing the cook coming downstairs, I cut off through the passage up into the garden. The ice was quite broken now, she could not avoid me, I promised not to repeat what I had said and done, was forgiven, we kissed, and the same day I broke my promise; this went on day after day, making promises and breaking them, talking smuttily as well as I knew how, getting a slap on my head, but no further, my chances were few. My friend, whom I made a half confidant of, was always taunting me with my want of success and boasting of what he would have done had he had my opportunities. My mother just at that time began to resume her former habits, leaving the house frequently for walks and visits. One afternoon she being out for the remainder of the day, I went home unexpectedly; the cook was going out, I was to fetch my mother home in the evening; Charlotte laid the dinner for me; we had the usual kissing, I was unusually bold and smutty. Charlotte finding me not to be going out seemed anxious. All the dinner things had been taken away, when out went the cook; and there were Charlotte, my little brother and I alone. It was her business to sit with him in the garden parlour when mother was out so as to be able to open the street-door readily, as well as go into the garden if the weather was fine. It was a fine day of autumn, she went into the parlour and was sitting on the huge old sofa, Tom playing on the floor, when I sat myself down by her side; we kissed and toyed, and then with heart beating, I began my talk and waited my opportunity. The cook would be back in a few minutes, said she. I knew better, having heard mother tell cook she need not be home until eight o’clock. Although I knew this, I was fearful, but at length mustered courage to sing my cock and cunt song. She was angry, but it was made up. She went to give something to Tom, and stepping back put her foot on the lace of one boot which was loose, sat down on the sofa and put up one leg over the other, to relate it. I undertook to do it for her, saw her neat ankle, and a bit of a white stocking. “Snatch at her cunt,” rang in my ears, I had never attempted it since the afternoon in the kitchen. Lacing the boot, I managed to push the clothes up so as to see more of the leg, but resting as the foot did on one knee, the clothes tightly between, a snatch was useless: lust made me cunning, I praised the foot (though I knew not at that time how vain some women are of their feet). “What a nice ankle,” I said, putting my hand further on. She was off her guard; with my left arm, I pushed her violently back on to the large sofa, her foot came off her knee, at the same moment, my right hand went up between her thighs, on to her cunt; I felt the sift, the hair, add moisture. She got up to a sitting posture, crying, “You wretch, you beast, you blackguard,” but still I kept my fingers on the cunt; she closed her legs, so as to shut my hand between her thighs and keep it motionless, and tried to push me off; but I clung round her. “Take your hand away,” said she, “or I will scream.” “I shan’t!” Then followed two or three loud, very loud screams. “No one can hear; said I, which brought her to supplication. My friend’s advice came again to me: pushing my right hand still between her thighs, with my left I pulled out my prick, as stiff as a poker. She could not do otherwise than see it; and then I drew my left hand round her neck, pulled her head to me, and covered it with kisses. She tried to get up and nearly dislodged my right hand, but I pushed her back, and got my hand still further on to the cunt. I never thought of pressing under towards the bum, was in fact too ignorant of female anatomy to do it, but managed to get one of the lips with the hair between my fingers and pinch it; then dropped on to my knees in front of her and remained kneeling, preventing her getting back further on the sofa, as well as I could by holding her waist, or her clothes. There was a pause from our struggles, then more entreaties, then more attempts to get my right hand away; suddenly she put out one hand, seized me by the hair of my head, and pushed me backwards by it. I thought my skull was coming off, but kept my hold and pinched or pulled the cunt lip till she hollored and called me a brute. I told her I would hurt her as much as I could, if she hurt me; so that game she gave up; the pain of pulling my hair made me savage, and more determined and brutal, than before. We went on struggling at intervals, I kneeling with prick out, she crying, begging me to desist; I entreating her to let me see and feel her cunt, using all the persuasion and all the baudy talk I could, little Tom sitting on the floor playing contentedly. I must have been half an hour on my knees, which became so painful that I could scarcely bear it; we were both panting, I was sweating; an experienced man would perhaps have had her then; I was a boy inexperienced, and without her consent almost in words would not have thought of attempting it, the novelty, the voluptuousness of my game was perhaps sufficient delight to me; at last I became conscious that my fingers on her cunt were getting wet; telling her so, she became furious and burst into such a flood of tears that it alarmed me. It was impossible to remain on my knees longer; in rising, I knew I should be obliged to take my hand from her cunt, so withdrawing my left hand from her waist, I put it also suddenly up her clothes, and round her bum, and lifted them up, showing both her thighs, whilst I attempted to rise. She got up at the same instant, pushing down her clothes, I fell over on one side, my knees were so stiff and painful, and she rushed out of the room upstairs. It was getting dusk, I sat on the sofa in a state of pleasure, smelling my fingers. Tom began to howl, she came down and took him up to pacify him; I followed her down to the kitchen, she called me an insolent boy, an awful taunt to me then), threatened to tell my mother, to give notice and leave, and left the kitchen, followed by me about the house; talking baudily, telling her how I liked the smell of my fingers, attempting to put my hand up her clothes, sometimes succeeding, pulling out my ballocks, and never ceasing until the cook came home, having been at this game for hours. In a sudden funk, I begged Charlotte to tell my mother that I had only come home just before the cook, and had gone to bed unwell; she replying she would tell my mother the truth, and nothing else. I was in my bedroom before cook was let in. Mother came home later, I was in a fright, having laid in bed cooling down and thinking of possible consequences; heard the street-door knocker, got out of bed, and in my night-shirt went half way downstairs listening. To my relief, I heard Charlotte, in answer to my mother’s enquiry, say I had come home about an hour before and had gone to bed unwell. My mother came to my room, saying how sorry she was. For a few days I was in fear, but it gradually wore off, as I found she had not told; our kissing recommenced, my boldness increased, my talk ran now freely on her legs, her bum, and her cunt, she ceased to notice it, beyond saying she hated such talk, and at length she smiled spite of herself. Our kissing grew more fervid, she resisted improper action of my hand, but we used to stand with our lips close together for minutes at a time when we got the chance, I holding her to me as close as was One day cook was upstairs, mother in her bedroom, I pushed Charlotte up against the wall in the kitchen, and pulled up her clothes, scarcely with resistance; just then my mother rang, I skipped up into the garden and got into the parlour that way, soon heard my mother calling to me to fetch water, Charlotte was in hysterics at the foot of the stairs, after that, she frequently had hysterics, till a certain event occurred. My chances were chiefly on Saturdays, a day I did not go to college; soon I was to cease going there and was to prepare for the army. I came home one day, when I knew Charlotte would be alone, the cook was upstairs,- I got her on to the sofa in the garden parlour, knelt and put my hands between her thighs, with less resistance than before, she struggled slightly but made no noise. She kissed me as she asked me to take away my hand; I could move it more easily on her quim, which I did not fail to do; she was wonderfully quiet. Suddenly I became conscious that she was looking me full in the face, with a peculiar expression, her eyes very wide open, then, shutting them “Oho-oho”, she said with a prolonged sigh, do — oh, take away — oh — your hand, Walter dear, — oh I shall be ill, — oho, — oho,” then her head dropped down over my shoulder as I knelt in front of her; at the same moment, her thighs seemed to open slightly, then shut, then open with a quivering, shuddering motion, as it then seemed to me, and then she was quite quiet. I pushed my hand further in, or rather on, for although I thought I had it up the cunt, I really was only between the lips, I know that now. With a sudden start she rose up, pushed me off, snatched up Tom from the floor, and rushed upstairs. My fingers were quite wet. For two or three days afterwards, she avoided my eyes and looked bashful, I could not make it out, and it was only months afterwards, that I knew, that the movement of my fingers on her clitoris had made her spend. Without knowing indeed then that such a thing was possible, I had frigged her. Although for about three months I had been thus deliciously amusing myself, anxious to feel and see her cunt, and though I had at last asked her to let me fuck her, I really don’t think I had any definite expectation of doing it to her. I guessed now at its mutual pleasures, and so forth, yet my doing it to her appeared beyond me; but urged on by my love for the girl — for I did love her — as well as by sexual instinct, I determined to try. I also was quickened by my college friend, who had seen Charlotte at our house and not knowing it was the girl I had spoken to him about, said to me, “What a nice girl that maid of yours is, I mean to get over her, I shall wait for her after church next Sunday, she sits in your pew, I know.” I asked him some questions, his opinion was that most girls would let a young fellow fuck them, if pressed, and that she would (this youth was but about eighteen years old), and I left him fearing what he said was true, hating and jealous of him to excess. He set me thinking, why should not I do it if he could, and if what he said about girls was true?- so I determined to try- it on, and by luck did so earlier than I expected. About one hour’s walk from us was the town house of an aunt, the richest of our family and one of my mother’s sisters. She alone now supplied me with what money I had, my mother gave me next to nothing. I went to see aunt, who asked me to tell my mother to go and spend a day with her, the next week, and named the day. I forgot this until three days afterwards, when hearing my mother tell the cook, she could go out for a whole holiday; I said, that my aunt particularly wished to see mother on that day. My mother scolded me for not having told her sooner, but wrote and arranged to go, forgetting the cook’s holiday. To my intense fury, on that day she took brother Tom with her, saying to Charlotte, “You will have nothing to think of, but the house, shut it up early, and do not be frightened.” I was as usual to fetch my mother home. In what an agitated state I passed that morning at school, and in the afternoon went home, trembling at my own intentions. Charlotte’s eyes opened with astonishment at seeing me. Was I not going to fetch my, mother? I was not going till night. There was no food in the house, and I had better go to my aunt’s for dinner. I knew there was cold meat, and made her lay the cloth in the kitchen. To make sure, I asked if the cook was out, yes, she was, but would be home soon. I knew that she stopped out till ten o’clock on her holidays. The girl was agitated with some undefined idea of what might take place, we kissed and hugged, but she did not like even that, I saw. I restrained myself whilst eating, she sat quietly besides me; when I had finished she began to remove the things, the food gave me courage, her moving about stimulated me, I began to feel her breasts, then got my hands on to her thighs, we had the usual struggles, but it seems to me as I now think of it that her resistance was less and that she prayed me to desist more lovingly than was usual. We had toyed for an hour, she bad let a dish fall and smashed it, the baker rang, she took in the bread, and declared she would not shut the door unless I promised to leave off. I promised, and so soon as, she had closed it, pulled her into the garden parlour, having been thinking when in the kitchen how I could get her upstairs. Down went the bread on the floor, on to the sofa, I pushed her, and after a struggle she was sitting down, I kissing her, one arm round her waist, one hand between her thighs, close up to her cunt. Then I told her I wanted to fuck her, said all in favour of it I knew, half ashamed, half frightened, as I said it. She said she did not know what I meant, resisted less and less as I tried to pull her back on the sofa, when another ring came: it was the milkman. I was obliged to let her go, and she ran down stairs with the milk. I followed, she went out and slammed the door, which led to the garden, in my face; for the instant, I thought she was going to the privy, but opened and followed on; she ran up the steps, into the garden, through the garden parlour, and upstairs to her bedroom just opposite to mine, closed and locked the door in my face, I begged her to let me in. She said she would not come out till she heard the knocker or bell ring; there was no one called usually after the milkman, so my game was pp, but nothing makes man or woman so crafty as lust. In half an hour or so, in anger, I said I should go to my aunt’s, went downstairs, moved noisily about, opened and slammed the street-door violently, as if I had gone out, then pulled off my boots, and crept quietly up to my bedroom. There I sat expectantly a long time, had almost given up hope, began to think about consequences if she told my mother, when I heard the door softly open and she came to the edge of the stairs. ‘Wattie!” she said loudly, “Wattie!” much louder, ‘He has: said she in a subdued tone to herself, as much as to say that worry is over. I opened my door, she gave a loud shriek and retreated to her room, I close to her; in a few minutes more, hugging, kissing, begging, threatening, I know not how; she was partly on the bed, her clothes up in a heap, I on her with my prick in my hand, I saw the hair, felt the slit, and not much knowing then where the hole was or much about it, excepting that it was between her legs; shoved my prick there with all my might, “Oh! you hurt, I shall be ill,” said she, ‘pray don’t.” Had she said she was dying I should not have stopped. The next instant a delirium of my senses came, my prick throbbing and as if hot lead was jetting from it, at each throb; pleasure mingled with light pain in it, and my whole from quivering with emotion; my sperm left me for a virgin cunt, but fell outside it, though on to it. How long I was quiet I don’t know; probably but a short time; for a first pleasure does not tranquillise at that age; I became conscious that she was pushing me off of her, and rose up, she with me, to a half-sitting posture; she began to laugh, then to cry, and fell back in hysterics, as I had seen her before. I had seen my mother attend to her in those fits, but little did I them know that sexual excitement causes them in women and that probably in her I had been the cause. I got brandy and water and made her drink a lot, helping myself at the same time, for I was frightened, and made her lay on the bed. Then, ill as she was, frightened as I was, I yet took the opportunity her partial insensibility gave me, lifted her clothes quietly, and saw her cunt and my spunk on it. Roused by that, she pushed her clothes half down feebly and got to the side of the bed. I loving, begging pardon; kissing her, told her of my pleasure, and asked about hers, all snatches, for I thought I had done her. Not a word could I get, but she looked me in the face beseechingly, begging me to go. I had no such intention, my prick was again stiffening, I pulled it out, the sight of her cunt had stimulated me, she looked with languid eyes at me, her cap was off, her hair hanging about her head, her dress torn near her breast. More so than she had ever looked was she beautiful to me, success made me bold, on I went insisting, she seemed too weak to withstand me. “Don’t, oh pray, don’t,” was all she said as, pushing her well on the bed, I threw myself on her and again put my doodle on to the slit now wet with my sperm. I was, though cooler, stiff as a poker, but my sperm was not so ready to flow, as it was in after days, at a second poke, for I was very young; but nature did all for me; my prick went to the proper channel, there stopped by something it battered furiously. “Oh, you hurt, oh!” she cried aloud. The next instant something seemed to tighten round its knob, another furious thrust, another, a sharp cry of pain (resistance was gone), and my prick was buried up her, I felt that it was done, and that before I had spent outside her. I looked at her, she was quiet, her cunt seemed to close on my prick, I put my hand down, and felt round. What rapture to find my machine buried! nothing but the balls to be touched, and her cunt hair wetted with my sperm, mingling and clinging to mine; in another minute nature urged a crisis, and I spent in a virgin cunt, my prick virgin also. Thus ended my first fuck. My prick was still up her, when we heard a loud knock; both started up in terror, I was speechless. “My God, it is your mamma! Another loud knock. What a relief, it was the postman. To rush downstairs, and open the door was the work of a minute. “I thought you were all out,” said he angrily, “I have knocked three times.” ‘We were in the garden,” said I. He looked queerly at me and said, ‘With your boots off!” and grinning went away. I went up again, found her sitting on the side of the bed, and there we sat together. I told her what the postman had said, she was sure he would tell her mistress. For a short time, there never was a couple who had just fucked, in more of a foolish funk then we were; I have often thought of our not hearing the thundering knocks of a postman, whilst we were fucking, though the bedroom door was wide open; what engrossing work it is so to deafen people. Then after unsuccessfully struggling to see her cunt, and kissing, and feeling each others genitals, and talking of our doings and our sensations for an hour, we fucked again. It was getting dark, which brought us to reason; we both helped remake the bed, went downstairs, shut the shutters, lighted the fire which was out, and got lights. I then, having nothing to do, began thinking of my doodle, which was sticking to my shirt, and pulling it out to see its condition, found my shirt covered with sperm smears, and spots of blood; my prick was dreadfully sore. I said to her that she had been bleeding, she begged me to go out of the kitchen for a minute, I did, and almost directly she came out and passed me, saying she must change her things before the cook came home. She would not let me stay in the room whilst she did it, nor did I see her chemise, though I had followed her upstairs; then the idea flashed across and that I had taken a virginity; that had never occurred to me before. She got hot water to wash herself. I did not know what to do with my shirt; we arranged’ I should wash it before I went to bed. We thought it best to say I had not been home at all, and that I should go and fetch my mother. After much kissing, hugging, and tears on her part, off I went, hatching an excuse for not having fetched mother earlier, and we came home with Tom in my aunt’s carriage, I recollect. Before going to bed, I ordered hot water for a footbath. How we looked at each other as l ordered it. I washed my shirt as well as I could, and looked sadly at my sore prick, I could not pull the skin back so much as usual, it was torn, raw, and slightly bleeding. Awake nearly all night, thinking of my pleasure and proud of my success; I rose early and, looking at my shirt, found stains still visible, and that I had so mucked it in washing that an infant could have guessed what I had been doing. I knew that my mother, who now did household duties herself, ***********ed the things for the laundress; and in despair hit on a plan: I filled the chamber-pot with piss and soap-suds, making it as dirty as I could, put it near a chair and my shirt hanging over it carelessly, so as to look as if it had dropped into the pot by accident; left it there, and put on a clean shirt. After breakfast my mother, who usually helped to make my bed and her own as well, called out to me; up I went with my heart in my mouth, to hear her say she hoped I would be a little more careful and remember that we had no longer my poor father’s purse. ‘Look” said she, “a disgraceful state you left your shirt in, I am ashamed to have it sent to the laundress, have been obliged to tell the housemaid to partly wash it first, you are getting very careless.” Charlotte afterwards told me that, when mother gave her the shirt to rough wash, she felt as if she should faint. I need not repeat about my prepuce, which as said I could now pull down with a little less difficulty. Lacerated and painful over night, it was much more swollen and sore the nest morning, when I pissed it smarted, the thinking and smarting made me randy: risking all, whilst my mother was actually in the joining room, the poor girl in horrid fear and looking shockingly ill, I thrust my hand up her cloches and on to her split. She whispered, “What a wretch your are!” I went to college, came back at three o’clock, thinking about ways on the same subject; my prick got worse, I took it into my head, that Charlotte had given me some disease, and was in a dreadful state of mind. I washed it with warm water and greased it, having eased it thus a little, got the skin down, then could not get it back again; it got stiff; as it did so, sexual pleasures came into my mind, and worse got the pain. I greased it more, my pain grew less, I touched the tip with my greasy finger, it gave a throb of pleasure, I went on without meaning, almost without knowing; the pleasure came, and spunk shot out. I had frigged myself unintentionally again. I watched my penis shrink, its tension lessen, its high colour go, then came the feeling of disgust at myself that I have always felt after frigging, a disgust not quite absent even when done by the little hands of fair friends, to whose quiets I was paying similar delicate attentions. I was able to pull up the skin again, but the soreness got worse, I told the poor girl that my prick was very sore, and that I thought it strange. It did not wound her feelings, for she did not know my suspicions. The next morning being no better, I with much hesitation told a college friend, he looked at my prick, and thought it either clap or pox. Frightened tp go to our own doctor, I at his advice went to a chemist, who did a little business in such matters; we dealt there, but my friend assured me that the man never opened his mouth to any, one, if youths consulted him, and many he knew had. With quaking I said to the chemist, that I had something the matter with my thing. “What” said he. “I don’t know.” “Let me see it.” I began to beg him not to mention it to my mother, or any one. “Don’t waste my time,” said he, “show it to me, if you want my advice.” Out I pulled it as small as could be, but still with the skin over it. “Have you been with a woman?” said he. “Yes.” He looked at my shirt, there was no discharge, then he laid hold of my prick with both hands, and with force pulled the skin right down, I howled. He told me there was nothing the matter with me, that the skin was too tight, that a snip would set me to rights, and advised me soon to have it done, saying, “It will save you trouble and money if you do, and add to your pleasure.” I declined. “Another day, then.” “No.” He laughed and said, “Well, time will cure you, if you go on as you have begun,” gave me a lotion, and in three days I was pretty right: warm water I expect would have had the same effect. I had simply torn the skin in taking the virginity. Of course I wanted Charlotte again, she seemed in no way to help me, and used to cry, still there was a wonderful difference between then and before the happy consummation: she tried to prevent my hands going up her petticoats, but, once up, objection ceased, and my hands would rove about on the outside and inside of all, we stood and kissed at every opportunity. “When shall we do it again?” She replied, “Never!” for she was sure it would bring punishment on us both. I neglected my studies absolutely, all I thought about was her, and how to get at her, it must have been a week or more before I did. Ready for any risk, that day my mother was out, I came home, had the early dinner; the cook after that always went up to dress, or, as she said, clean herself, and there she always was an hour, waiting till I heard her go up, I went into the garden parlour, where as usual Charlotte was with my little brother. Going at her directly, I was refused, but now how different, once she would not rest until my hand was altogether away from her. Now I begged and besought her, with my hand up her clothes, my fingers on her quim. No, if we had not been found out, we were fortunate, but never, never, would she do it again; was I mad, did I wish to ruin her, was not the cook upstairs, might she not come down, whilst we did it? How light the room was, the sun was coming in. I dropped the blinds, her resistance grew less, as her cunt felt my twiddling. “No — now no — oh, what a plague you are; hush! it is the cook.” I open the door, listen, there is no one stirring. “What will she think if she finds you here?” “What does it matter? Now do — let me, — I’ll bolt the door, if she comes I will get under the sofa, you say you don’t know how it got bolted.” Such was my innocent device, but it sufficed, for both were hot in lust. I bolted it. My prick is out, I pull her reluctant hand on to it, my hands are groping now, but too impatient for dallying, I push her down on the sofa — that dear emit. “Don’t hurt me so much again, oh, don’t push so hard.” Oh! what delight! in a minute we are spending, together this time. I unlock the door, go back to the dining-room, she strolls out into the garden, cook speaks to her out of the window. “Where is master Wattie?” “In the dining-room, I suppose.” Soon out I stroll into the garden, play with Tommy of course, she can scarcely look me in the face, she is blushing like a rose. “Was it not lovely, Charlotte, is not your thing wet?” In she rushes with Tom, soon I follow, cook is still upstairs. “Come, be quick.” Again the bolt, again we fuck, she walks off into the garden with Tommy, her cunt full, and cook and she chat from the window. How we laughed about it afterwards. Modesty retired after this, we gave way to our inclinations, she refusing but always letting me if we got a chance! We were still green and timid, at the end of three weeks we only had done it a dozen times or so, always with the cook in the house, always with fear. I was longing for complete enjoyment of all my senses, had never yet seen her cunt, except for a minute at a time, was mad for “the naked limb entwined with limb,” and all I had read of in amatory poetry. I had gained years in boldness and manhood, and, although nervous, began to practice what I had heard. I heard of accommodation houses, where people could have bedrooms and no questions were asked; and found one not far from my aunt’s, although she lived in the best quarter of London just before Charlotte’s day out, I went to my aunt, complained of my mother’s meanness, and she gave me a sovereign. On my way home, I loitered a full hour in the street with the baudy house, marked it so as to know it in the day, and saw couples go in, as my knowing friend who had told said I should. The next day, instead of going to college and risking discovery, I waited till Charlotte joined me, took a hackney coach to the street, and, telling Charlotte it was a tavern, walked to the door with her; to my astonishment it was closed. Disconcerted, I nearly turned back, but rang the bell. Charlotte said she would not go in. The door opened, a woman said, “Why did you not push the door?” Oh! the shame I felt as I went into that baudy house with Charlotte; the woman seemed to hesitate, or so I fancied, before she gave us a room. It was a gentleman’s house, although the room cost but five shillings: red curtains, looking-glasses, wax lights, clean linen, a huge chair, a large bed, and a cheval-glass, large enough for the biggest couple to be reflected in, were all there. I examined all with the greatest curiosity, but my curiosity was greater for other things; of all the delicious, voluptuous recollections, that day stands among the brightest; for the first time in my life I saw all a woman’s charms, and exposed my own manhood to one; both of us knew but little of the opposite sex. With difficulty I got her to undress to her chemise, then with but my shirt on, how I revelled in her nakedness, feeling from her neck to her ankles, lingering with my fingers in every crack and cranny of her body; from armpits to cunt, all was new to me. With what fierce eyes, after modest struggles, and objections to prevent, and I had forced open her reluctant thighs, did I gloat on her cunt; wondering at its hairy outer covering and lips, its red inner flaps, at the hole so closed up, and so much lower down and hidden than I thought it to be; soon, at its look and feel, impatience got the better of me; hurriedly I covered it with my body and shed my sperm in it. Then with what curiosity I paddled my fingers in it afterwards, again to stiffen, thrust, wriggle, and spend. All this I recollect as if it occurred but yesterday, I shall recollect it to the last day of my life, for it was a honey-moon of novelty; years afterwards I often thought of it when fucking other women. We fell asleep, and must have been in the room some hours, when we awakened about three o’clock. We had eaten nothing that day, and both were hungry, she objected to wash before me, or to piddle; how charming it was to overcome that needless modesty, what a treat to me to see that simple operation. We dressed and left, went to a quietish public-house, and had some simple food and beer, which set me up, I was ready to do all over again, and so was she. We went back to the house and again to bed; the woman smiled when she saw us; the feeling, looking, titillating, baudy inciting, and kissing recommenced. With what pleasure she felt and handled my prick, nor did she make objection to my investigations into her privates, though saying she would not let me. Her thighs opened, showing the red-lipped, hairy slit; I kissed it, she kissed my cock, nature taught us both what to do. Again we fucked, I found it a longish operation, and when I tried later again, was surprised to find that it would not stiffen for more than a minute, and an insertion failed. I found out that day that there were limits to my powers. Both tired out, our day’s pleasure over, we rose and took a hackney coach towards home. I went in first, she a quarter of an hour afterwards, and everything passed off as I could have wished. From that day, lust seized us both; we laid our plans to have each other frequently, but it was difficult: my mother was mostly at home, the cook nearly always at home if mother was out; but quite twice a week we managed to copulate, and sometimes oftener. We arranged signals. If, when she opened the door, she gave a shake of the head, I knew mother was in; if she smiled and pointed down with her finger, mother was out, but cook downstairs; if it pointed up, cook was upstairs; in the latter case, to go into the garden parlour and fuck was done off hand. If cook was known to be going out, Charlotte told me beforehand, and if mother was to be out, I got home, letting college and tutors go to the devil. Then there was lip kissing, cunt kissing, feeling and looking, tickling and rubbing each other’s articles, all the preliminary delights of copulation, and but one danger in the way: my little brother could talk in a broken way; we used to give him some favorite toy and put him on the floor, whilst we indulged voluptuously. On the sofa one day, I had just spent in her when I felt a little hand tickling between our bellies, and Tommy, who had tottered up to us, said, “Don’t hurt Lotty, der’s a good Wattie.” We settled that Tom was too young to notice or recollect what he saw, but I now think different. Winter was coming on, she used to be sent to a circulating library to fetch books, the shop was some distance off, a few houses, long garden-walls, and hedges were on the road. I used to keep out, or go out just before she went, and we fucked up against the walls. I took to going to church in the evening also, to the intense delight of my mother, but it was to fuck on the road home. One day, hot in lust, we fucked standing on the lobby near my bedroom, my mother being in the room below, the cook in the kitchen. We got bold, reckless, and whenever we met alone, if only for an instant, we felt each other’s genitals. At last we found the servant’s privy one of the best places. I have described its situation near to a flight of steps, at the end of a covered passage which could be seen from one point only in the garden; down there, anyone standing was out of sight. If all was clear, I used to ring the parlour bell, ask for something, and make a sign; when she thought it safe, there she would go, I into the garden, to where I could see into the passage by the side of the garden stairs. If I saw her, or heard “ahem,” down I went into the privy and was up her cunt in a second, standing against the wall and shoving to get our spend over, as if my life depended on it; this was uncomfortable, but it had its charm. We left off doing it in the privy, being nearly caught one day there. We thought cook was upstairs, mother was out, I was fucking her, when the cook knocked saying, “Make haste, Charlotte, I want to come.’ We had just spent, she was so frightened I thought she was fainting, but she managed to say “I cannot.” “Do,” said cook, “I am ill.” “So am I,” said Charlotte. Said cook, “I can sit on the little seat.” “Go to misses’ closet, she’s out.” Off cook went, out we came, and never fucked in that place again; one day I did her on the kitchen table, and several times on the dining-room table. We in fact did it everywhere else, and often enough for my health, for I was young, weak, and growing, and it was the same with her. The risk, we ran were awful, but we loved each other with all our souls. Both young, both new at the work, both liking it, it was rarely we got more than just time to get our fucking over and clothes arranged before we had to separate, for her to get to her duties. Many times I have seen her about the house, cunt full and with the heightened colour and brilliant eyes of a woman who had just been satisfied. I used to feel pleasure in knowing she was bringing in the dinner, or tea, with my spunk in her cunt; not having had the opportunity to wash or piddle it out. When she had another holiday, we went to the baudy house, and stayed so long in it that we had a scare; just asleep, we heard a knocking at the door. My first idea was that my mother had found me out, and, although I ruled her in one way, I was in great subjection to her, from not having any money. She thought her father was after her. What a relief it was to hear a voice say: ‘Shall you be long, sir, we want the room?’ I was having too much accommodation for my money. That night we walked home, for I had no money for a coach, and barely enough to get us a glass of beer and a biscuit; we were famished and fucked out; my mother had refused to give me money, and another aunt whom I had asked said I was asking too often, and refused also. Although we went to this baudy house, I always felt as if I was going to be hanged when I did, and it was with difficulty I could make her go: she called it a bad house, and it cost money. Something then occurred which helped me, penniless as I was. At the extreme end of our village were a few little houses; one stood with its side entrance up a road only partially formed, and without thoroughfare; its owner was a pew-opener, her daughter a dressmaker, who worked for servants and such like; they cut out things for servants, who in those days largely made their own dresses. Charlotte had things made there. At a fair held every year near us, of which I shall have to tell more, my fast friend, who had put me up to so much and who, I forgot to say, tried to get hold of Charlotte, I saw with the dressmaker’s daughter. Said he, talking to me next day, she is jolly ugly, but she’s good enough for a feel. I felt her cunt last night and think she has been fucked (he thought that of every girl); her mother is a rum old gal too, she will let you meet a girl at her cottage, not whores, you know, but if they are respectable. Is it a baudy house?” I asked. “Oh, no, it’s quite respectable, but if you walk in with a lady, she leaves you in the room together, and, when you come out, if you just give her half a crown, she drops a curtsy, just as she does when she opens the pew-doors and anyone gives her six pence, but she is quite respectable, the clergyman goes to see her sometimes.” Charlotte asked to go out to a dressmaker, I met her as if by chance at the door, the old pew-opener asked if I would like to walk in and wait. I did. Charlotte came in after she had arranged about her dress. There was a sofa in the room, and she was soon on it; we left together, I gave two or three shillings (money went much further then), and the pew-opener said, “You can always wait here when your young lady comes to see my daughter.” When we went a second time, she asked me if I went to St. Mary’s Chapel (her chapel). We went to her house in the day that time. When we were going away, she said, “Perhaps you won’t mind always going out first, for neighbours are so ill-natured.” The old woman was really a pew-opener, her daughter really a dressmaker, but she was glad to earn a few shilling by letting her house be used for assignations of a quiet sort; she would not have let gay women in, from what I heard. She had lived for years in the parish and was thought respectable. She had not much use of her house in that way, wealthy people going to town for their frolics, — town only being an hour’s journey — and no gay women being in the village that I knew of. At this house, I spent Charlotte’s third holiday with her, in a comfortable bedroom. We stopped from eleven in the morning, till nine at night, having mutton chops and ale, and being as jolly as we could be. We did nothing the whole day long but look at each other’s privates, kiss, fuck, and sleep outside the bed. It was there she expressed curiosity about male emissions. I told her how the sperm spurted out, then discussing women’s, she told me of the pleasure I had given her when fingering her in the manner described already: we completed our explanations by my frigging myself to show her, and then my doing the same to her with my finger. I bungled at that, and think I hear her now saying, “No, just where you were is nicest.” “Does it give you pleasure?” “Oh, yes, but I don’t like it that way, Oh! — Oh! — I am doing it — Oh!” I had no money that day, Charlotte had her wages, and paid for everything, giving me her money to do so. One day we laughed at having nearly been caught fucking in the privy. “She must have a big bum, must Mary,” said I, “to sit on that little seat at the privy.” Said Charlotte, “She is a big woman, twice as big as me, her bottom would cover the whole seat.” This set us talking about the cook, and as what I then heard affected me much at a future day, I will tell all Charlotte said, as nearly as I can recollect. “Of course I have seen her naked bit by bit — when two women are together they can’t help it, why should they mind — if you sit down to pee, you show your legs, and if you put on your stockings you show your thighs, then we-both wash down to our waists, and if you slip off your chemise or night-gown you show yourself all over. Mary’s beautiful from head to foot; one morning in the summer, we sleeping in the same bed, were very hot. I got out to pee, we had kicked all the clothes off, Mary was laying on her back with night-clothes above her waist fast asleep, I could not help looking at her thighs, which were so large and white — white as snow.” “Had she much hair on her cunt?” said I. “What’s that to you?” said she, laughing, but went on: “Oh! twice as much as I have, and of a light brown.” “I suppose her cunt is bigger than yours?” said I reflectively. “Well, perhaps it is,” said Charlotte, “she is a much bigger woman than me, what do you think?” I inclined to the opinion it must be, but had no experience to guide me; on the whole we agreed that it was likely to be bigger. “Then,” said she, “I suppose some men have smaller things than yours?” I told her that as far as I knew they varied slightly, but only had knowledge of youthful pricks, and could not be certain whether they varied much when full grown or not. We went on about Mary. “I know I should like to be such a big, fine woman.” “But,” said I, “I don’t like light hair. I like dark hair on a cunt, light hair can’t look well, I should think.” “I like her,” said Charlotte, “she is a nice woman, but often dull, she has no relatives in London, never says anything about them or herself, she used to have letters, and then often cried; she has none now; the other night she took me in her arms, gave me a squeeze and said, ‘Oh! if you were a nice young man now, then laughed and said, ‘perhaps we would put our things together and make babies.’ I was frightened to say anything, for fear she should find out I knew too much; I think she has been crossed in love.” I was twiddling Charlotte’s quim, as I was never tired of doing, something in the sensation I suppose reminded her, for, laughing, she went on. “You know what you did to me the other night?” “What?” said I, not recollecting. “You know, with your finger.” “Oh! frig.” “Yes, well, Mary does that; I was awake one night, and was quite quiet, when I heard Mary breathing hard, and felt her elbow go jog, jog, just touching my side, then she gave a sigh, and all was quiet. I went to sleep, and have only just thought of it.” She had heard or felt this jog from the cook before, so we both concluded that she frigged herself; Charlotte knew what frigging was. “Do you recollect your mamma’s birthday?” said Charlotte. “She sent us down a bottle of sherry, the gardener was to have some, but did not; so we were both a little fuddled when we went to bed. When Mary was undressed she pulled up her clothes to her hips, and looking at herself said, ‘My legs are twice as big as yours. Then we made a bet on it and measured; she lost, but her thigh was half as big again round as mine; then she threw herself on her back and cocked up her legs, opening them for a minute. I said ‘Lord, Mary, what ever are you doing?” Ah’ said she, ‘women’s legs were made to open,’ and there it ended. I never heard her before say or do anything improper, she is most particular.” If Charlotte had been older or wiser, she would not have extolled the naked beauties of a fellow servant to her lover, for the de***********ion of the big bum, white thighs, and hairy belly bottom, the jog, jog of the elbow, and all the other particulars, sank deep into my mind. We fucked more than ever, recklessly it is a wonder we were not found out, for one evening, it being dark, I fucked her in the forecourt, outside our street-door; but troubles were coming. Her father wrote to know why she had not been home at her holidays, she got an extra holiday to go and pacify him; then we had a fright because her courses stopped, but they came on all right again. One of my sisters came home and diminished our opportunities; still we managed to fuck somehow, most of the time they were uprighters. The next holiday she went home by coach (the only way), I met her on the return, and we fucked up against the garden wall of our house. A month slipped away, again we spent her holiday at the pew-opener’s; no man and woman could have liked each other more, or more enjoyed each other’s bodies, without thinking of the rest of the world. I disguised nothing from her, she told me all she knew of herself, the liking she took for me, her pleasure yet fear and shame when first I felt her cunt, the shock of delight and confusion when, on my twiddling it, she had spent; how she made up her mind to run out of the house when the milkman came, the hysterical faint when I first laid my prick between her slit and spent, the sensation of relief when I had not done, as instinct told her I should, in spending outside, the sort of feeling of “poor fellow, he wants me, he may do as he likes,” which she had; I told my sensations. All these we told each other, over and over again, and never tired of the conversation; we were an innocent, reckless, randy couple. We had satisfied our lusts in simple variety, but I never put my tongue in her mouth, nor do I know that I had heard of that form of lovemaking — but more of that hereafter. I did her on her belly, and something incited me to do it to her dog fashion, but it was never repeated; we examined as said each other’s appendages, but once satisfied, having seen mine get from flaccid to stiff, the piddle issue, the spunk squirt, she never wanted to see it again, and could not understand my insatiable curiosity about hers. She knew, I think, less than most girls of her age about the males, having never, I recollect, nursed male children, and I don’t think she had brothers. How is it that scarcely any woman will let you willingly look at her cunt after fucking, till it is washed? Most say it is beastly, gay or quiet; it is the same. Is it more beastly to have it spurted up, to turn and go to sleep with the spunk oozing on to a thigh, or an hour afterwards to let a man paddle in what has not dried? They don’t mind that, but won’t let you look at it after your operations, willingly — why? A modest girl lays quietly after fucking, and does not wash till you are away. A young girl who has let you see her cunt and take her virginity-, won’t wash it at all until you point out the necessity. A gay woman often tries to shove back her bum just as you spend, gets the discharge near the outlet, uncunts you quickly, and at once washes and pisses at the same time. A quiet young girl wipes her cunt on the outside only. A working man’s wife does the same. I have fucked several, and not one washed before me. I incline to the opinion that poor women rarely wash their cunts inside, their piddle does all the washing. “What’s the good of washing it?” said a poor but not a gay girl to me, “it’s always clean and feels just the same an hour afterwards, whether washed or not.” Is the unwashed cunt less healthy than one often soaped and syringed? I doubt it. An old roue said to me he would not give a damn to fuck a cunt at night which has been washed since the morning. About sexual matters each of us knew about as much as the other, and we had much to learn. A girl, however, in the sphere of life of Charlotte, usually knows more about a man’s sex than a youth of the same age does of a woman’s; they have nursed children and know what a cock is; a girl is never thought too young to nurse a male child, no one would trust a boy after ten years of age to nurse a female child; but she had never nursed. From Charlotte I had my fast knowledge of menstruation and of other mysteries of her sex. Ah! that menstruation was a wonder to me, it was marvellous, but all was really a wonder to me then. After Christmas, my sister went back to school, our chances seemed improving, we spent another holiday at the pew-opener’s. I had got money, and we were indiscreet enough to go to see some wax-works. Next day her father came to see her, he ordered her to tell where she had been. She refused, he got angry, and made such a noise that mother rang to know what it was. He asked to see her, apologized, and said his daughter had been out several holidays without his knowing where she had been. My mother said it was very improper, and that he ought. A friend was with us in the room, and I sat there reading and trembling. My mother remarked to the lady, “I hope that girl is not going wrong, she is very good looking.” Mother asked me to go out of the room, then had Charlotte up, and lectured her, afterwards Charlotte told me, for the first time, that her father was annoyed because she would not marry a young man. A young man had called at our house several times to see her; she saw him once and evaded doing so afterwards. He was the son of a well-to-do baker a few miles from Charlotte’s home, and wished to marry her; his father was not expected to live, and the young man said he would marry her directly the father died. Her mother was mad at her refusing such a chance. Charlotte showed me his letters, which then came, and we arranged together the replies. She went home, and came back with eyes swollen with crying; some one had written anonymously to say she had been seen at the wax-works with a young man, evidently of position above her, and had been seen walking with a young man. The mother threatened to have a doctor examine her to see if she had been doing anything wrong; no one seemed to have suspected me; her father would have her home, her mother had had suspicion of her for some time, “The sooner you marry young Brown the better, he will have a good business and keeps a horse and chaise, you will never have such a chance again, and it will prevent you going wrong, even if you have not already gone wrong,” said her mother. It was a rainy night, I had met her on her return, and we both stood an hour under an umbrella, talking and crying, she saying, “I knew I should be ruined; if I marry he will find me out, if I don’t they will lead me such a life; oh! what shall I do!” We fucked twice in the rain against a wall, putting down the umbrella to do it. Afterwards we met at the dressmaker’s, talked over our misery, and cried, and fucked, and cried again. Then it was nothing but worry, she crying at her future, I wondering if I should be found out; still, with all our misery, we never failed to fuck if there was a clear five minutes before us. Then her mother wrote to say that old Brown was dead, and her father meant to take her away directly; she refused, the father came, saw my mother, and settled the affair by taking back Charlotte’s box of clothes. I had not a farthing; at her age a father had absolute control, and nothing short of running away would have been of use. Me talked of drowning ourselves, or of her taking work in the fields. I projected things equally absurd for myself. I tended in her agreeing to go home, — she could not help that, — but refusing to marry. Charlotte wrote me almost directly after her return. My mother had reserved the right of opening my letters, although she had ceased to do so. That morning seeing she had one addressed to me, in fear I snatched it out of her hand. She insisted on having it back, I refused, and we had a row. “How dare you, sir, give it me.” “I won’t, you shan’t open my letter.” “I will, a boy like you!” “I am not a boy, I am a man, if you ever open a letter of mine, I will go for a common soldier, instead of being an officer.” “I will tell your guardian.” “I mean to tell him how shamefully short of money I am; Uncle says it’s a shame, so does aunt.” My, mother sank down in tears; it was my last rebellion; she spoke to my guardian, never touched my letters again, and gave me five times the money. I used to have, but, to make sure, I had letters enclosed to a friend, and fetched them. Charlotte was not allowed to go out alone and was harassed in every way; for all that, I managed to meet her at a local school, one Saturday afternoon when it was empty; some friendly teacher let her in, and she let me in. We fucked on a hard form, in a nearly dark room, about the most difficult poke I ever had, it was a ridiculous posture. But our meeting was full of tears, despondency, and dread of being with child. She told me I had ruined her, even fucking did not cheer her. A week or so afterwards, having no money, I walked all the way to try to see her, and failed. Afterwards, in her letters, she begged me never to tell anyone about what had passed between us. Her father sent her away to his brothers, where she was to help as a servant; for somehow he had got wind that she had met some one at the school-house. There she fell ill and was sent home again. Then she wrote that she should marry, or have no peace, wished I was older, and then she could marry me; she did not write much common sense, although it did not strike me so then. She was coming to London to buy things, would say she would call on my mother on the road, but would meet me instead. How she humbugged the young woman who came to town with her, I don’t know, but we met at the baudy house, cried nearly the whole time, but fucked for all that till my cock would stand no longer; then, vowing to see each other after she was married, we parted. She married soon, my mother told me of it; she lived twelve miles from us, and did not write to me. I went there one day, but, although I lingered long near their shop, I never saw her. I did that a second time, she saw me looking in, and staggered into a back room. I dared not go in for fear of injuring her. Afterwards came a letter not signed, breathing love, but praying me not to injure her, as might be if I was seen near her house. Money, distance, time was all against me; I felt all was over, took to frigging, which, added to my vexation, made me ill. What the doctor thought I don’t know; he said I was suffering from nervous exhaustion, asked my mother if I was steady and kept good hours. My mother said I was the quietest and best of sons, as innocent as a child, and that I was suffering from severe study — she had long thought I should; the fact being that for four months I had scarcely looked at a book, excepting when she was near me, and had, when not thinking of Charlotte, spent my time in writing baudy words and sketching cunts and pricks with pen and ink. Thus I lost my virginity, and took one; thus ended my first love * or lust; which will you call it? I call it love, for I was fond of the girl, and she of me. Some might call it a seduction, but thinking of it after this lapse of years, I do not. It was only the natural result of two people being thrown together, both young, full of hot blood, and eager to gratify their sexual curiosity; there was Do blame to either, we were made to do it, and did but illustrate the truth of the old song, “Cock and cunt will come together, check them as you may,” and point to the wisdom of never leaving a young male and female alone together, if they were not wanted to copulate. In all respects we were as much like man and wife as circumstances would let us be. We poked and poked, whenever we got a chance; we divided our money, if I had none, she spent her wages; when I had it, I paid for her boots and clothes, a present in the usual sense of the term I never gave her; our sexual pleasures were of the simplest, the old fashioned way was what we followed, and altogether it was a natural, virtuous, wholesome, connexion, but the world will not agree with me on that point. One thing strikes me as remarkable now: the audacity with which I went to a baudy house; all the rest seems to have and followed as naturally as possible. What a lovely recollection it isl nothing in my career since is so lovely as our life then was; scarce a trace of what may be called lasciviousness was in it; had the priest blest it by the bands of matrimony, it would have been called the chaste pleasure of love and affection — as the priest had nothing to do with it, it will be called, I suppose, beastly immorality. I have often wondered if her husband found out that she was not a virgin, and, if not, whether it was owing to some skill of hers, or to his ignorance? I heard afterwards that they lived happily. To be Continued ------------------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1888, My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman. 3. The book My Secret Life has been authored by "Walter". The identity of "Walter" is unknown. so the Original Authors are long dead or unknown. 4. My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. 5. The work in having 11 Volumes containing a total of 184 chapters apart from the Introduction & Preface. 6 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years. 7. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.[/i] ----------------------------

Born and up-brought in a middleclass family in Mathura, ambitious Menka (Bhatia) has been struggling in film industry at Mumbai since early 2000. Now in her late-twenties and unmarried! She’s attractive pretty oval-faced having large eyes with both pranks and temptation written in them; tall, wheatish, and endowed with a voluptuous body which men dream of savouring. Menka was struggling for her singing career in the filmdom and was as usual badly exploited in the hands of C-graded or B-graded film Producers or film-men etc in the initial years of her struggle for career. Then eventually some time in mid-2004 Menka came across an exceptionally talented music composer, whose nick-name was Babu, who was then in his mid-thirties and a married man, residing in Versova locality. First time as a singer she was highly impressed and optimized by Babu’s unique compositions, after those of R.D.Barman. She found her hope in him. And she contemplated to making most of him for her career. Babu was then scoring music for a big film which starred top stars of the industry. With a view to picking up or learning compositions of Babu, Menka started coming over to his flat at Seven Bungalow almost regularly in the late-afternoon, along with one Ajay Bhatia, a co-coordinator and masseur by basic profession, whom Menka introduced as her cousin. Actually her man Friday, However, soon Menka came closer to Babu, both as singer and a friend at personal level. Babu’s wife or family used to reside at their native place In Assam. Babu was living in his renting a flat, all alone. Well, the friendship between Menka and Babu deepened day by day, musically depending on each other. Menka would come to Babu’s place, often at early evening, usually wearing salwar-kameez. Oneday Babu gifted her beautiful south-Indian Sharee. Intelligent Menka made out that Babu preferred Sharee to salwar-kameez. And thenceforth she wore Sharee whenever came to him next. Anyway, Babu was looking for a chance to naughtily approach Menka, but he was not getting a right scope to do so. The predicament was the presence of Ajay. He would always accompany Menka. Finally oneday Babu approached Menka, telephonically, and requested her not to be brassier underneath her blouse when she would come next. Menka burst into a giggle, not promising anything. Next night Menka came up but this time not accompany by her man Friday Ajay. And first time Menka indulged her composer friend Babu in his spontaneous pranks to savour her firm round pair of 36A breasts for hours together or until the breast-molestation granted her a couple of shuddering orgasms, one after another and spent her out. But at the same time Menka did not let him experience intercourse with her on some pretext of her not being on the pill etc. In fact, Menka made him stay satiated with her succulent lips and boobs only. Usually, now onwards, Ajay would be relaxing in Babu’s hall, making phone-calls to his clients etc, while Menka and Babu. After their music-tryst, reveled good time in bedroom. Eventually oneday she, while enjoying Babu’s athirst mouth on her elated breasts, asked him to speak his mind in terms of his yet unspoken erotic reveries. He obviously wanted to fill her womb with his hot lava and he also asked Menka to suck him to ejaculation in her mouth. But she refused it, saying that she had never sucked penis before, and it never interested her. But then she smiled, and further asked what would be his reaction if he ever found or watched her with another man on bed! Un-puritan Babu said out he would not mind if it’s a part of tacit threesomes. She laughed, and that evening Menka pulled Babu into tasting her nectarine youth, fully to his heart’s content. Babu pumped hilself into beautiful Menka, taking her thrust by thrust, to the seventh heaven. He filled her hungry womb twice, and without using condoms. Then next couple of days Menka stayed absent. Eventually, worried Babu rang her up, and she told that her parents now contemplated to getting her married off to an industrialist boy of their choice so henceforth he should not ring up her home or on her cell. Menka thus walked out on Babu’s life, as though overnight! Babu was quite upset at Menka’s estrangement. Then passed a couple of months, all but a year, as if in a twinkle! Meanwhile some strange remourous new reached Babu Menka was anything but married off rather she’s now trying for a new career in the realm of music direction although, of course She could not yet get through in her venture in terms of obtaining any compositional assignment. Information came to Babu, and that was that Menka adopted a daughter-infant, etc. Another two months passed. Meanwhile Babu had shifted over to a new place at Lokhandwala. And then oneday come a twinkle to Babu from Menka, all on a sudden. They talked out. Menka frantically wanted to reconcile with Babu and this time as his equal partner in profession. Babu agreed, and thus they made a duo. Menka resumed her regular visits to Babu’s new 2 BHK flat. And as usual again Ajay was with Menka Bhatia. Ajay became the secretary to the duo-composers. Well, contextually, during reconcillation this time, Menka casually put forth a request, if not exactly a condition, to Babu that he should no more turn naughty with her unless they tasted the bliss of success Otherwise it might hamper their works or creative hours also said she about her adoption of an infant babe from her senior sister only a few months ago. Ajay however went on to arrange duo’s music-sittings, one after another, with different producers and directors at their music-room Babu’s flat. But this did not work out as the duo had expected. Resulting, frustrating the duo, especially ambitious Menka. Finally Ajay came out with his strange suggestion: According to him such producer director guests needed and appreciate some sorts of entertainment subsequent to music-sittings. And they would never be able to impress or induce the concerned producer/director into their hands until he’s entertained with hard-drinks as well as company of a pretty voluptuously full-bodied young woman etc. Babu was hesitant to agree with Ajay, while Menka’s face flashed with hople. And she said out to her partner Babu: we must get things done in anyway, by any means, and at any cost. A few days later Ajay told them he would soon bring down a new wealthy middle-aged businessman Mr. Setthy who’s in mood to soon get into film production. But to begin with, he wanted to produce a music-album with the duo provided their music impressed him. Menka turned quite excited about this proposal or project. Green-signalling Ajay to go ahead with arranging a date with Mr Setthy at their music-room as early as possible, Menka suggested Babu: If Setthy is really a rich man, then why don’t we try to persuade him into straightway producing a film, instead of a music-album, with our music in it ? Not a bad idea”, Babu opined, but how? Menka smiled dand said out with confidence: Leave it to me. Just be with me with a broad mind and confidence in me But how we manipulate him or we talk out with Setthy must be a secret, even from Ajay”. Babu nodded head in affirmation. Well, it was a Sunday evening. Menka reached Babu’s place at about seven. She was in deep blue south-Indian silk Sharee with same-hued fashionable blouse with deep V-cut down the front. She looked simply ravishing and provocatively sexy in her traditional Indian outfits. Much of her shapely elated bosom was on the view or peeping out from her tight (and brief also) blouse. Babu tried to play a bit naughty with Menka by pulling her closer and tried to plant a kiss on her succulent lips. But she gently pushed him away, saying: dear, this’s not the proper time and situation for all this” A few minutes later came a phone from Ajay, and Menka talked. Putting the receiver down Menka, who looked now little tensed, told Babu: Setthy is now on the way. Ajay is with him. Now the problem is that Ajay had assured Setthy that he would get him a girl this evening. But the model-girl who was in Ajay’s circle has turned down Ajay at the eleventh hour. In fact, Ajay rang up when Setthy stopped his car at a medical shop to buy condoms. Now you suggest what we should do. Setthy must not slip away”. Babu said: Well, you should not have egged on Ajay to arrange such girl for Setthy. After all, she is an outsider and, above all, a model-girl who may subsequently meet Setthy at his place straightway. And that shall be harmful to us in terms of our interest or motieve. So to maintain secrecy about our discussion or way of manipulation etc with Setthy we must not allow the presence of any such girl or elseone here, Menka nodded head in agreement. However, at about eight-fourty, Setthy came down, accompanied by Ajay. After some initial introductory talks the music-sitting began. Menka went on to render their composed (actually composed by Babu) songs, one after another, with her eyes glued to her song-diary. Setthy was sitting just opposite Menka, while Babu was on her right side, playing the keyboard. And Ajay was busy in the kitchen. The guest was served soft-drinks etc to begin with. Music-sitting was going on in full swing, in the hall. From Setthy’s face it was obvious he was all ears to Menka’s melodious singing; especially her gestures fascinated him a lot. It seemed he was not listening to her songs but seeing her songs! His eyes were fixed on Menka, blinking fascination and wonder. Then suddenly Menka’s pallu slid aside; it slid off her heaving bosom, exposing her deep and alluring cleavage. And middle-aged Setthy’s eyes now flashed with lust. Menka stayed least bothered about her fallen pallu, thus letting Setthy savour her now more than half-exposed bosom with his eyes. The white brassiere underneath her blouse was clearly visible through the thin fabrics or blouse-material. Menka, on the other hand, continued singing without paying a heed to Setthy’s ogling at her upthrusting bosom. Babu felt strange, and in no time he found he began now liking Setthy’s lust for beautiful full-bodied Menka; he felt a voyeur in him now getting alive. Menka, of course, adjusted her pallu only after completing the song she’d been rendering. Well, after some eight/nine songs, Menka stood up and went inside. And Ajay appeared there in the hall with a large bottle of RC whisky, soda-bottles, dry foods and 3 glasses. And placing them on the central table he went back to kitchen. Moments later Menka came back and occupied her seat. As she now tried to resume singing, Setthy stopped her and said: “It’s already past 9.30 pm. So let us now talk out, chat and enjoy the drinks. Menka smiled and started making the drinks for their privileged guest Setthy or for themselves and served. She picked up her glass and sipped her drink. With sipping the drink, Setthy started now praising the songs Menka had sang out. He praised her voice, her beauty and pleasant personality. Menka felt thrilled and elated. By now first and second rounds of drinks had been over, and she bent forward to pour drinks for the third round. And while pouring the golden nectar into Setthy’s empty glass, Menka’s pallu slid off her youthfully arrogant bosom, once again, unveiling the upside of her bosom; thereby drawing Setthy’s keen attention towards her, towards her bosom rather. Babu could now easily guess what was on Menka’s mind. Intelligent Babu stood up, saying: “Let me now send Ajay to market to bring some Chinese foods for our dinner”. Menka nodded him a green-signal with a wink. He went to kitchen, and next moment Ajay went out. Babu came back. After Ajay’s disappearance, Setthy said out: “All right. Let us now talk out our project. Yah! I am thinking of producing a feature film in Hindi with your music in it”. The duo flashed with delight, and thanked Setthy who’s enjoying his drinks with his eyes glued to Menka Bhatia. And then he blurted: “Come on, Menka. Sit beside me. After all, I must get friendly with two of you and closer before getting into works together”. Menka looked tacitly at Babu and smiled back to his smile of unspoken approval. Then Menka changed her seat, and sat next to Shetty, obviously knowing he would now be flirting with her, even before her friend Babu: expectedly, without stopping his chats with them about that film project, Shetty began his flirtatious advances with Menka with placing his arm around her neck in such way that his forearm or palm straightway came over Menka’s right breast-dome. Menka did not resist; she trembled at his intimate touch, and sighed, while Babu watched away. It turned Babu on Moments later Shetty’s palm fully closed over the breast He started cupping it as if to taste the resilience of the breast which rebounded to his touch or every squeeze. Menka pretended as if nothing happened and continued her talks with him on the viability of that film-project in terms of its music etc. Shetthy gently cupped her breasts, over the blouse, for a couple of minutes. And their discussion automatically ended up when Shetty pulled Menka closer and sealed her mouth with his. She reciprocated, with placing her arms around Shetty. And while their eager mouths were sealed in a passionate kiss, Shetty’s expert fingers worked on her blouse, and in no time her blouse was undone down the front. And her black back ‘front-clasping’ brassiere jutted out. His fingers also unhooked it apart, baring her full pair of breasts, tipped with coffee-brown areolae. Her nipples were already swollen and alive. Without withdrawing his athirst mouth from Menaka’s, Shetty clasped Menka’s breasts and began kneading then harder and at random. Menka’s face contorted at every hard squeeze on her breasts. Then suddenly Shetty withdrew and curiously looked at his under-palms those were fully drenched drenched with milk! He looked at Menka, at her firm pair of breasts with great surprise in eyes. Milk was still dripping in drops from her taut nipples; the breast-areolae looked over-swollen. Babu was simply taken aback; how it’s possible!! She’s still unmarried strange silence engulped the room. None spoke. A few minutes elapsed in silence. And then suddenly Shetty leaned forward and took one her breast in his mouth, with closing his palms around the dome, pressing it all around. Menka hissed; she ran her fingers over his head. Shetty went on eagerly sucking up Menka’s breasts, abounded with lactic fluid, by turns, tasting the flow of the nectar from her breasts. Menka was now reeling with ecstatic bliss. She looked quite content, breast-feeding an athrust adult mouth. She sucked and devoured Menka’s breasts till milk in them dried down for that time being. Babu who was voyeuring all this was highly aroused, and in mind he was thanking Menka for her entertaining Shetty this way. And besides, he hoped it would end up into a wild threesome. But the time was short any moment Ajay was expected to be back now. So he suggested to get into bedroom before Ajay was back. Next moment all three were in bedroom. Shetthy denuded Menka fully, and made him also naked. Menka kissed Shetty and liked her way down to his chest. And finally she knelt between Shetty’s legs and took him in her mouth. Voyeuring Babu was now taken aback, as she had always refused to suck him. Shetty leaned his head back and shut his eyes. He was moaning in ecstasy. While Menka’s eager mouth and tongue got busy, Babu clasped her bare breasts from behind and started squeezing them. She went on to bob upon Shetty who’s ramming her mouth, and it did not take much time for Menka to take him to a blasting-point, and he ejaculated in Menka’s athirst mouth. She spontaneously and eagerly swallowed it all. Not a single drop escaped her mouth. After moments she resumed moving her tongue on the underside, and in no time Shetty was hard once again. Then Shetty parted Menka’s legs or thighs and entered her smoothly with a thrust. And started pumping her awhile Menka then pulled Babu’s head to her high breasts. Babu began forcefully sucking Menka’s left breast while cupping the other. In no time Babu got a milk-flow from Menka’s left breast, and he loved the taste. Eagerly he continued sucking her breasts, by turns. Menka, on the other hand, was now meaning aloud in sexual ecstasy and shortly she started attaining her orgasms, one after another. Meanwhile Shetty had increased his tempo and then suddenly sighed and fell upon her. Menka was trembling as she was receiving the full gush of Shetty’s sperm in her womb. She looked crimson, and satiated. Next was Babu’s turn. And as Setthy withdrew from her within, Babu took his position to invade her. But at this point Menka stopped Babu, and, making him lie down on my back, she came over between his thighs and caught hold of his angry erection; she wank him a bit and then her warm mouth engulfed his erection and took him to a shuddering deluge in her mouth; she lovingly swallowed his full ejaculation. Thereafter, we all got up and dressed up. Within next few minutes Ajay came back from market. We had our dinner together, and Shetty left our flat while Ajay again accompanied him to drop him home. After two of them left, Babu caught Menka and asked about the secret of milk in her breasts. Menka remained silent for some time, and then blurted out, dear, I am Babu’s wife, but my infant child is yours. At his instance and that of my old mother I had taken your seed in my womb in your previous flat at Varsova a couple of months ago, last year. Remember it? Oh my! Babu yelled with a strange tension on his face. Menka laughed and reacted: do not worry, I will not ask you to marry me socially or otherwise. Nor will we blackmail you. To me now”, she continued both Ajay and you are my husbands. And onwards for our benefit in career I will let both of you use my youth or body to net influential persons; it is an understanding among three of us you, Ajay and Me. The doorbell rang, she opened the door and Ajay entered the room with a tacit smile on his face.

MY SECRET LIFE BY WALTER VOLUME-1 Chapter XIII Camille my first French woman. • Lascivious delights. • Harlots by the dozen. • Baudy books. • Tribades. • A grey-haired cunt. I came into my property, and to the great horror of my mother and family, soon gave up my post at the and my intended career and determined to live and enjoy myself. I had been all but posted to a regiment, that commission I resigned, though all my youth desiring it. I lost much money by doing so. What I did between the time that I had the two sisters, until I went regularly to the town, is not worth telling of more than already done. Frig myself, I did not, gay women since my last clap I was shy of, but I used to shag a servant of a family close by, and rather think one of our own servants; but if so, all circumstances made small impression on me, and nearly escaped my mind, excepting those of a comely woman of about thirty with black curls, of a wall not far from a church, and of fucking her up against it, of her being so anxious to get indoors by nine o’clock, and scuffling off with her wetted cunt directly she had finished with me. Her name or who she was I quite forget. This I know, that I had no other woman at home, and had no liking for gay women, nor is it to be wondered at, since my experience with them was confined to one I had with my cousin Fred, women by the road-side who would take a shilling, and others of a queer class in the confines of the Waterloo road (two de- bauches there told of) then filled me with horror, and three claps; yet I was to leave off giving my passion to quiet women, and bestow all my attention for a time on gay women. Walking up Waterloo place one evening, with plenty of money in my purse, and lust in my body, I met a fine, clear complexioned woman, full twenty-five years of age, who addressed me in French, and then in broken English. She had an eye, and manner which fascinated me, her dress was quite elegant, as unlike the French women of Regen street of the present day, as a duchess is to a milkmaid; but she was the ordinary French whore of the day, of whom there were but few in London (there was no railway to Paris); and who were exclusively supported by gentlemen at the West-End. I went home with her to a house at the corner of G-I-n square, after fearing and hesitating. As I got to the door my fear returned, and but for shame I would not have gone in. “I have but little money”, said I, “Have you not a Victoria?” said she. “No.” “You will find one, I am sure.” By that time the door was opened, and in I went. “You will find one Victoria”, said she in broken English as she closed the room-door, but if not, shall you not give me what you shall find.” The room was nicely furnished, out of it was a nice large bed-room and a smaller one (she paid twenty shillings a week for all, as you will soon hear). Four wax candles were lighted, down she sat, so did I, and we looked at each other. I could say nothing. “Shall I undress?” said she at length. “Yes”, I replied, and she began. Never had I seen a woman take off such fine linen before, never such legs in handsome silk stockings, and beautiful boots. I had had the cleanest, nicest women, but they were servants, with the dress and manners of servants. This woman seemed elegance itself to them. A nice pair of arms were disclosed, a big pair of breasts flashed out, a glimpse of a fine thigh was shown, and as her things dropped off, and she stopped to pick them up, with her face towards me; her laced chemise dropped, opened, and I saw darkness at the end of the vista between her two breasts. A pull up of the stockings and garters, disclosed other glimpses of the thighs and surroundings. Then she sat on the pot, pissed and looked at me, whilst I sat in fear, saying nothing, doing nothing, my cock shrivelled to the size of a gooseberry, and longing to go away. The whole affair was unlike anything I had seen or dreamed of, a quiet business-like, yet voluptuous air was about it, which confused me; it affected my senses deliciously in one way, but all the horrors about gay women were conjured up in my imagination at the same time. I was intensely nervous. She seeing me so quiet, sat herself on my knee, and began unbuttoning my trowsers. I declined it. “Are you ill ?” said she. I told her no, scarcely knowing what she meant. Then she unbuttoned me in spite of my objection, laid hold of my little doodle, and satisfied herself that it was all right I suppose; for she hurt me; I could not tell why she squeezed it, for I did not know then the ways of gay women. The squeeze gave me a voluptuous sensation, although fear had still hold of me; then she kissed, and fondled me, but it was useless. Then she said, “You have never had a woman before I see.” My pride was wounded, and I told her I had many. “Are always you like this with them?” she asked. “No, but I really did not want it.” “Oh! yes you shall. Come to the bed.” She got off my knee, went to the bed, laid down on one side, one leg on, one dropping down to the floor, drew up her chemise above her navel, and lay with beautiful large limbs clad in stainless stockings and boots, her thighs of the slightly brown color seen in Southern women, between them a wide thicket of jet-black hair, through which a carmine streak just showed. She raised one of her naked arms above her head, and under a laced chemise showed the jet-black hair in the arm-pit. I had never seen such a luscious sight, nor any woman put herself unasked into such a seductive attitude. “Come”, she said. I obeyed and went to the side of the bed, my prick not yet standing. She took my hand and put the finger on to her clitoris, pulled my prick towards her and kissed it, and at the double touch up it rose like a horn. “Ah!” said she moving on to the middle of the bed, “take off your clothes.” I was on to her without uttering a word and had plugged her almost before I had said “no”, which I had meant to say. What a cunt! what movement! what manner! I had till then never known what a high-class, well practised professional fucker could do. How well they under-stand the nature and wants of the man who is up them; hers was the manner of a quiet woman, who had been some time without a prick, it was so like baudy nature in a lady, that I was in the seventh Heaven, “don’t hurry”; but the wriggle and heave, and the tightening of the cunt kept hurrying me, as well she knew. I had scarcely finished my spend, when curiosity took possession of me. She yielded in the way a French woman does to all a man wishes; almost anticipating them. The black hair under her arm-pits first came in for my admiration, then her eyes, her bubbies came in for their share, as raising myself on an elbow, my prick still up her, I looked and felt all over her, I even opened her mouth and felt her teeth which were splendid. Then rising on my knees, I looked between her legs, at the splendid thicket of black hair. Far from attempting to get up, or prevent me, she opened her thighs wider, I pulled aside the cunt-lips, there rolling out from a dark carmine orifice was my essence. At the sight of it, up came my prick, still dripping, and up it went into the sperm-lined passage. My second fuck over, she washed. No sooner was that done, than I wanted to see it all over again. “You are very fond of women”, she said, “I thought you had never had a woman before.” Then I explained, gave her the Victoria, and scarcely daring said (for she was dressed again), “How I should like to do it again.” “You take up much time of me, but you may, if you like, at side of de bed.” Out came my prick, up it went, her duff and belly in sight now, till I spent in her, and promising to see her again I left. One does not get silk stockings, laced chemise, four wax lights and three fucks for a pound now, if rooms be well furnished, or not. I saw her the next day, then saw her almost daily. Little by little I took to calling at all times, and sleeping with her. The more I had her, the more I liked her. She was a very nice woman in most ways, I scarcely ever found her untidy, dirty, or slammerkin. If not dressed, she had a clean wrapper on, had nearly always silk stockings on, and a clean chemise; and therefore call when I might she was ready to be fucked at a minute’s notice. She was a good cook, and would kook omlettes and nice things in her room. I used to fuck, get out of bed, eat, and fuck again with the food al-most in my mouth. I used to have little dinners in her room, sent in by a French cook, which were excellent, and then with stomach full and with nice wine, would spend the evening in baudy joys. What astonished and delighted me at the same time, was the freedom and the way she lent herself to all my voluptuous inclinations. The gay women I had, I had fucked so fast, and got away from them as soon as I could; my spend even scarcely finished at times. With my mother’s servants (my first love Charlotte excepted, and for a time with Susan), my enjoyments were mostly hurried, a fingerstink, a frig on their runt, and a hurried look were all my amatory preliminaries for the most part; because I was too impatient for the spend, was mostly obliged to seize opportunities in a hurry, or because the girls were impatient at being pulled about. When I had tried with them, some of the little amatory amusements, which were beginning to suggest themselves to my voluptuous imagination, they resisted, or only half lent themselves to my will. With Susan I had tried the most, because I knew she had had a bumbasting before, and she had been more willing; she liked pulling my prick about, but even she made a fuss one night, when I wanted to fuck her with her bum towards my belly, and never let me look at her belly. Thus my baudy longings had never been satisfied. With Charlotte I did a little variety, from curiosity; now I began to want it from voluptuousness. The natural impatience of my age, and my few opportune-ties, had led me to bring my women to the bed, throw up their clothes, pull open their legs, give a rapid glance at their thighs, belly and cunt fringe, by which time my prick was nodding and throbbing. Then followed a grope, and the next minute I was fucking as hard as I could. With Camille all came like new to me. She even anticipated me. If I pushed her to the side of the bed, she fell on her back and opened her legs gently, disclosing her slit in the most voluptuous manner, without speaning. If I strove to open her thighs, open they went as wide as she could make them, leaving me to open, shut, pinch, frig, or probe her cunt, as I listed. At a hint, she with two fingers would spread open the lips to enable the fullest inspection. If I turned her round, she would fall on the bed arse upwards, like a tumbler. If I cocked up a leg, there she kept it till I pulled it down. I scarcely ever said what I wanted, she guessed my desires from the way I turned her about. It was only at a later time when my baudiness grew whimsical, and invented strange attitudes, or singular caprices of love, that I had to teller what I wanted; but at first I was too timid for that. She once said to me laughing, “I am a born whore, for I like it, and like to see a man amuse himself with me.” Her every movement, even when I was tranquil, was exciting. If she sat down, her limbs were in some position which by contemplation stirred my lust, and made me rush to stroke her, and was gratified in any form and manner I liked. With her all forms of copulation were wholesome and natural, so that I had enough variety. M’Y SECRET LIFE I was constantly with her until pretty well fucked out, then I stayed away a while. When I recommenced she I expect thought I was weary of her, and set to work to keep me, by putting into my head things I had not heard, or thought of, asking if I would like to sate my lust in such, and such ways; and then procuring for me what she had suggested. I was indeed worth treating so, for though I only gave her a sovereign at first, my money quickly began to go into her pocket from mine. The more variety I had, the more I paid, which was but natural, and fair. She had a book full of the baudiest French pictures; there was not an attitude depicted in it that I did not fuck her in. That done, she asked me one day if I would like another woman to feel whilst I had her. She came, and I fucked Camille feeling the other’s cunt, longing to fuck it, but fearing to propose it. Camille guessed what I wanted, and proposed it herself. With what joy my prick entered the stranger’s split, Camille looking on, holding her cunt open for inspection at the same time, and going through the motions of frigging herself whilst I was shoving. Then came endless variety. I had two other French ladies, and fingered their cunts whilst I fucked a third, then two more, laying cunt upwards, legs in the air, and arses meeting over Camille’s head. At last I had six altogether at once, and spent the evening with them naked, flicking, frigging, spending up or over them, making them feel each other’s cunts, shove up dildoes, and play the devil’s delight with their organs of generation, as they are modestly called. Then came other suggestions. “I know such a little girl, not above this high”, she said. I ballocked that little girl. Then she knew one six feet high. She also I had. Then she knew one with an immense duff of hair on her cunt. Of course I had her. Then one with none at all; and mightily pleased was I, as my doodle rubbed in and out of that hairless cunt, the owner laying at the side of the bed, I standing up, and Camille holding a candle over the hairless quim, to enable me fully to see and enjoy the novelty, I was pushing up. At intervals when worn out with spending, or disinclined to find the money, needed for this endless variety of women and cunt-hunting; I frequently spent evenings quietly in Camille’s society. I got from her information about habits of women, in a way which is not often given to young men by gay women; learned that women thrust sponges up their cunts, to prevent men finding out they had their courses on. For the first time with her, I understood that women could, and did frig themselves; and on her own cunt, placing herself my finger there, I first knew the exact spot where a women rubs for her solitary pleasure. She told me of women rubbing their clitoris together so as to spend, — what the French call tribadism, — and two women of her acquaintance did this. All of us half spoony with champagne after a jolly little supper; she set the two girls rubbing their cunts together. The two girls on the top of each other, I thought a baudy amusement, and did not believe until after years, that flat fucking was practicable, and practised, with sexual pleasure. Then should I like to see a man? Now it was not many years since I had frigged two or three, and seen dined it. Yet one night she expatiated so much about the wonderful size of a young man’s prick, and what a lot he spent, and how respectable he was, and what gentlemen had him, etc.; that I who had a dislike to men being near me, consented, and a fine young Frenchman came. I could not for half-an-hour go near him, but, my temptress meant I should, and I frigged one of the largest pricks I have ever seen, and saw his spunk squirt over Camille’s arse, which the Frenchman requested her to turn upwards for him to spend on; indeed he said he could not make his cock stand until he saw her arse. Directly afterwards I had the most ineffable disgust at him, myself and all, and never saw him again. I would not again be in the room with a man, but she arranged to let me see through a hole made in the door, herself fucked by another man, which I immensely enjoyed, but had not the sight repeated. I even used to hate the idea of her being fucked by any one but myself; not that I had anything in the way of love or liking for her, which might have been termed affection. So time went on, I paying handsomely, trying to see and do anything she suggested, and glorifying myself at being in the lucky way of doing and knowing every-thing. I told much to some special friends, some of whom wanted to find out my sources of such enjoyments; others thought I was a mere braggart. Nearly a year ran away, and four thousand pounds, leaving me with infinite knowledge and a frame pretty well worn; but I never had a love ailment, nor have I ever taken one from a French woman yet. She never suggested arse-hole work. In her book were pictures of buggering, and she asked me if I would like such a thing. I frightened at what I knew, which seemed like a horrible dream, said, “certainly not”, and asked if it was possible. She told me it was, but was “villain”, and the matter was never again referred to. With much fucking I got done up, and one night could get no cock-stand. She asked me if I had ever played at minette. I did not know what it meant. She told me it was having my prick sucked. I told her no. I have already narrated my licking the slightly haired cunt of young Martha, and how when doing so, she having my prick in her hand close to her mouth, and was playing with it, when scarce thinking of consequences, “Kiss it”, I said, “put it in your mouth”; and that the young girl randy with my licking, put it to her mouth or tongue, and that I immediately shot out my spunk without meaning it. That remained in my recollection as a nasty subject. The big-cunted woman also sucked me against my will. So when Camille suggested it I refused. There was another French woman with her; they were both naked on the bed, and I had been fumbling both, and baudily amusing myself, with no cock stiff or fucking desire about me. After a while I laid down on the bed with them, the other French woman told me, that some men never did anything else, and that she would like doing it to me. Sbe had found out I was pretty liberal, and I dare say counted on my being so now, if I could get by her a new sensation; but I declined. The two women were laying in the reverse direction to me on the bed, so that I could see and play with both their cunt:, a favorite posture with me then. After extolling the sensation of minette, she without my consent turned over me, and geting me between her knees back up, and so that her bum-hole and cunt were within a few inches of my nose, she began; whilst Camille who knew what would fetch me better than I knew myself, moved up her backside, so that I might grope her more freely. The double cunt feeling, the suction and sight generally, was too much for me, and the mouth soon drew my sperm with long lingering and half painful pleasure. My tender-tipped prick suffered, as it often did indeed when not in the proper receptacle. The aet made some impression on me, for I soon after had it repeated by the same woman, and she did it that time so that I saw the prick in her mouth. I expect it upset me instead of giving me pleasure, for I stopped her, and my doodle dropped; but I permitted her to recommence; then I felt something press my arse-hole, it tickled and hurt me, I called out, “What are you doing?” at the same instant spent. “What have you done?” said I. “Nothing”, said she winking at me, for Camille was in the room. I did not like the business; she had shoved her finger or thumb up my bum-hole. I was too young to appreciate that luxury, took a horror at her, and never would have her again, nor would I have my prick sucked any more. Many years elapsed before I either had my arse-hole felt or felt a woman’s, after that night. Then I had an old woman. Those she had brought me had mostly dark-haired curets, and her own was black. As cunt was an inexhaustable subject with me, we were always talking about it. She said she knew a woman whose hair was quite grey. “Is she very old?” “No not above fifty.” That was older than my mother, and I could not think of it; but the conversation was renewed. “She has got as much hair as me, but quite grey, nearly white, and she is a nice clean woman; have us both, and you can see the black and white together.” So a fattish middle-aged woman certainly fifty and who seemed to me sixty, came; her hair was nearly white, Camille lent her stockings and chemise to make her decent I suppose, and the old woman who spoke scarcely a word, but drank furiously, turned up to me. She made some objection to showing her grummit, remarking she did not know it was to such a young man, but being told if she did not, she might go without pay, the sight came off; the cunt-fringe was nearly white. She was an English woman. Camille suggested I should have her; the old woman demurred, but Camille settled (and I really used to do almost what she advised), that I should have her and look at the grey cunt at the same time. So it came about; but when half up to spunking time, Camille said, “Take it out of me and put it into her.” When a prick stands and novelty is in the way it rushes at it. Out I pulled my prick, and put it up the grey cunt, spent in it, and pulled it out almost before I had finished. I never saw the old lady again. To be Continued Next Chapter contains: Piddlings. • Posturings. • Breast and arm-pit • A turn over. • Used up. • Wanting a virgin. • Camille departs. • The Major’s opinion. • Camille returns. • Louise. -------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1888, My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman. 3. The book My Secret Life has been authored by "Walter". The identity of "Walter" is unknown. so the Original Authors are long dead or unknown. 4. My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. 5. The work in having 11 Volumes containing a total of 184 chapters apart from the Introduction & Preface. 6 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years. 7. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times.

Sexual Encounters of a Young man- 26 – Threesome with Rupali & Manavi. The story is by one of my friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about threesome with Rupali & Manavi The story is by one of his friend Montu Kumar starts around the year-2011-12, around 7-8 years back from the present time. He become friend with me during a fashion show in Delhi.. Where he was the Event Planner for the company which has organised this fashion show.. He has narrated his story to me during our several meetings. This is a story about how he become a Sugar Daddy of Two families Maanvi and Rupali started to give him food every alternate month as he got stomach upset due to outside food for long and on one fine morning when she went there to give him morning Coffee on seeing his erect 9 Inch cock while he was asleep and she was lured into sucking it and then while bathing she fell in bathroom and Montu Kumar treated and helped her and then fucked her. They were facing problems to find a safe and secluded place for regular fucking afterwards so one day he fucked her in the Garden at a lonely place and then on a friday night they decided to go to Terrace and he fucked there all night including Maanvi’s first anal. and then he fucked a russian blonde virgin in hotel swimming pool. Then he enjoyed a accidental oral sex with his other neighbour lady Rupali and while answering my query on his introduction to the world of sexual pleasures he narrated his first sexual encounters. and then started to narrate his sexual encounter with neighbour lady Rupali In the last part 25 you have read This had turned out to be so mind boggling. The movie got over, and they both got up, left the seats. Rupali felt as if she was "enlightened". It was as if she was under darkness all along, and now with Montu Kumar in the back row of a movie theatre led her to "light." It seemed so symbolic, she had entered the theatre a shy, introverted housewife, who had hang ups about sex, she was now walking out, more "sure and confident" and "enlightened" about the pleasures of sex. They took their car and went home. They were quiet on their way back to home. Rupali li's inside still flushed with dampness of mixed cum of her. Montu Kumar and she kept thinking about what had happened. She was a shy and introverted housewife. Rupali thought about this on their way back to home in Car what happened was an experience worth remembering. In fact, it was an experience in three parts ---------------------------------- Now Further In the pre-interval phase she was too scared, nervous, and did not even have the courage to resist. She was too scared to draw attention to herself or create a scene, and as such put up with his advances. He took advantage, and she allowed him to do though she had choices of avoiding it. Though she was scared, and did not want it to happen, by allowing it to continue, she had given her tacit approval. She had initially "tolerated "his advances till he pulled her hand on his cock and began to fondle her breasts. Her reaction after that was more of "reluctant curiosity" till it started getting better, and till he began to fondle her breasts, and then it was again "reluctant pleasure." That he was gentle, not crude or rough, helped her ease up, and put up with his uninvited advances. It was more of passivity and fear that she allowed him to pull up her sari, petticoat, blouse and bra, and fondle her breasts, pull up her bra to suck on her breasts, but which later turned into "reluctant pleasure." Of course, getting an orgasm was an ultimate experience by Montu Kumar that too in a public theatre. Though it was extremely enjoyable, She was still in a state of confusion, and in that mental state, she had masturbated him as well, in the back of her mind at that stage was both curiosity to see him ejaculate at the same time to get it over, and done with. At the interval stage, she was willing to accept this as one of the unfortunate exploitative situations of life and putting herself more to blame. After interval, the situation developed once again. She was more confident and assured now, and the earlier hesitancy disappeared. What they did this time was truly amazing. This time around, she did not feel that she was being taken advantage, but rather it was far more participative and mutual. It was as if she had discovered the pleasure possible and had no hang ups anymore. It somehow did not seem to matter that he was much older than she was. The pleasure and the passion were paramount for both. She enjoyed every moment of it. That she had a husband too did not seem to matter at all. When Montu Kumar said, "I love you," she had no hesitation in saying the same to him, and she too said, "I love you" not once but two or three times. That it was a risky act in a public place which also did not seem to bother her, and the passion that was latent in her took over. Now, she had enjoyed every moment of sex with Montu Kumar in afternoon at her flat and in Theatre. She had allowed him to insert her pussy with fingers, and inserted his cock in her mouth in afternoon, caress and fondle her breasts, and even to open her panty, open her bra to lick, and suck on her nipples. He had opened her petticoat and panty to masturbate her, not once but three times, which was very pleasurable. He had even licked her cunt as well, which was heavenly. For that matter, she had willingly caressed, stroked his cock, masturbated him, had performed oral sex, had willingly sucked his cock not once only in afternoon, but twice in theatre, even tasted and swallowed his semen. But the circle was completed when he fucked her. It was surely mind boggling to say the least. She felt so complete, liberated and confident now. She could have taken this in a "negative "manner to curse her luck for years. It had opened a whole new vista in her life. They dropped out of car a few yards away from Apartment, which was dark and decided to walk. She stared deeply into the eyes of Montu Kumar and said, "As long as you are with us in our floor, I would like to be your lover and wife despite having a husband. Would you accept me?" "Yes, my dear, from this moment, you are my loving wife. "Montu Kumar said and planted a hot kiss on her lips. and told her I want to spend tonight with you. It will be our Suhaagraat as the coming Monday (tomorrow) was a holiday. Suhagraat is a very important ritual in Indian Marriages. Suhagraat is a significant ritual in the life a newly wedded couple in the Indian subcontinent, refers to the first night when the marriage is consummated. The bed of the newlywed couple is decorated with flowers, which are believed to bring sweetness to their relationship. This is an important custom followed in Hindu and Indian marriages. The tradition also extends to Jains, Buddhism, and Muslims. The female members of the bridegroom's family customarily guide the bride to the decorated bedroom where she waits for her husband's arrival—optionally, with a glass of milk. The couple's bed is decorated with roses, jasmine and rajnigandha flowers. It is traditional for the groom to wait outside with the relatives and family for some time before he joins the bride in the decorated bedroom. The bride supposedly waits for her husband behind a veil ("ghoonghat"). The husband slowly takes the veil off to reveal the bride's face in a ritual called "Muh Dekhai" i.e. showing of bride's face. and Then they both enter into their first sexual intercourse. after marriage. It was 9.30pm when they reached the Apartment. Montu Kumar told Rupali that he wants Rupali in Suhagrat room in his favorite SUHAG-JODA with best possible makeup and jewelry, so please wear it and sit in the Suhagrat room like as shown in films and serials. At 10.30 PM when after everyone slept she started the Suhagrat preparation and after doing full makeup and putting up all bridal jewelery she entered in specially decorated Suhagrat room. Rupali sat on double bed spreading her very big lehenga in broadest circle around her. Lehenga and sexy Blouse were of bright red shining Silki Jari fabric and Odhni (Chunri) was of self designed red transparent fabric. Rupali adjusted her Odhni for a GHOONGHAT. After some time Montu Kumar entered in room and said to Rupali “I want to talk you something very special and necessary for our future life. But I want to talk with you in lying pose keeping her head in your lap, may I”. So he lied on her well spread lehenga keeping his head in her lap. Then he said Rupali “listen, I am very sex-loving person and have very strong appetite for sex. He slipped some drops of a special medicine in the glass of milk which flared up the sexual drives and he drank some milk himself and gave rest of the milk glass to Rupali. which she drank happily. Then he continued to talk with her. The medicine started to have its effect. As you are her very loving darling beautiful wife so you shall never refuse for sex. Moreover I will try all possible variation in fucking with you so you should be ready to give Rupali your best cooperation for this purpose. Please always keep me fully satisfied in sexual act only this much I want from you on this special night..” Rupali said “I am your darling life partner so I will give you her best co-operation and will keep you always satisfied with in all your fucking practice and sex fantasies. Please tell now what I have to do.” He said “I am so sexually excited seeing you that first of all I want to fuck you, after that we will talk further.” He opened his payjama and said Rupali “This is your pleasure giving sex tool which will give you always a unforgettable and amazing Fun. Please hold it in your hand and play with it.” Rupali did so, his Cock was erected like iron rod, She saw that with curiosity because that the tool for fucking pleasure. Rupali took his Cock in her hand and pressed that. Rupali gave some fine gentle strokes to his stony hard Cock, and he screamed with pleasure. He said that he will do his first fuck in her full sexy gorgeous traditional wedding dress of Lehenga Choli without removing any ornament. Rupali rose from bed and kissed his Cock, in return he kissed her pussy. He Kissed her lips for some time and he then made Rupali lye on bed on her back and placed a pillow below her buttocks to lift her cunt upward, then he arranged her lehenga up above her thighs uncovering her genital organs, he widen her legs and applied some scented oil on the lips of her cunt and after placing his Cock on the opening of her cunt he gave a violent push. His tight iron like rod buried deep into Rupali piercing and widening the walls of her tight cunt. Rupali felt pain due to the force of mighty push of his big Cock. She asked him to stop for some time. He stopped and keeping his Cock inside me, began to kiss and lick her lips, cheeks, neck etc. His one hand was messaging and squeezing her breasts over the blouse fabric. After some time he started giving strokes of his rock hard Cock in her cunt first slowly and then violently.Her pain has gone and was getting an unparallel fucking pleasure, which she never thought or imagined before. They both were moaning. After some time he ejaculated in her cunt and she also felt that very experience of sex which is called orgasm and ecastassy. He lied on her body idle, and asked Rupali to insert her tongue in his mouth. She did so and he sucked her tongue for about 10 minuts. After this intercourse Montu Kumar remained lying on her body for nearly 15 minuts. Then he withdrew his Cock from her cunt. That was wet with his semen. He observed that her vaginal canal was also filled with his semen. So Rupali did not get up for the fear of dripping his semen on her costly Lehenga and causing stains on it. She asked her Montu Kumar to give her Handkerchief from her purse. Keping the handkerchief on her cunt she rose and rushed to toilet with Montu Kumar… There she washed and cleaned her cunt with soap and water and also wiped off the Cock of Montu Kumar. After coming back her Montu Kumar asked Rupali “have you pinned your stole or chunri(Odhani) with some sari pin”. Rupali said “yes, do you want to make me naked”. He said “ Yes Now, I want to remove your clothes but not jewellery from your beautiful body” She unpinned her chunri from her blouse and he pulled away her chunri from her body making her bust open. Now Rupali was only in Lehenga and low cut open Red blouse. He slowly started to remove her cloths. First he untied the laces and removed her blouse, then untied the knot of her Lehenga, due to its weight lehenga fell down on the floor. Then unhooked her red bra and with a notorious smile she threw these all garments on Montu Kumar . Rupali was naked now but wearing only jewels . He asked her to walk naked in the room for some time. Rupali was now in only in her heavy jewellery JHUMKA, Mang-teeka, one heavy necklace, kangans, Hathphool and Payal. He sat on the bed and asked her to lye in his lap. She did so. Caressing and fondling her breast he said “ Rupali , my darling you made me very satisfied in fucking I am happy with your cooperation in sex. I am lucky to find you as loving wife. I was dreaming a wife like you.” Rupali said “this is her pleasure also; I will keep you always satisfied in sex” His Cock was oozing precum and her Cunt was also wet due to high excitement. He placed his Cock on the orifice of her cunt and catching her slim waist gave again a violent push from behind. His Cock buried in her cunt upto its end and she felt as if his Cock is reaching upto her heart. Actually his Cock went so deep in her cunt that it was touching her UTERUS. He was highly excited so he kept giving violent pushes. And soon they reached to climax and felt HIGHEST OF ECASTASSY. Now his Cock was shooting out his semen in spurts and spurts into her cunt. Now she laid on bed on her stomach and keeping his Cock in her cunt her Montu Kumar also laid on her. They both were breathing high. After about 10 minutes they calmed down and became separated. We both were so satisfied which we never felt before. They fucked again and again till the morning In the Dawn they laid on bed hugging each other, she was lying on him. they licked and kissed each others again and again. It was 6.00AM now so she changed to normal sari blouse and became normal as usual. Continued

Brooke's tale part b (synopsis : brooke, a college girl, goes to a party, only to be dominated and enslaved. on her way back, she is raped by the gas station hand. ) i finally reached my place at 3 in the morning. my body, especially my ass, ached. as i moved in, the bottle slipped out. although a part of me felt relieved, another wanted it back in. so i put it back, as naturally as a pad. the glass had become cold after falling, anf the chilly feeling made me horny again. so i sat there, gently pushing the object in and out, the mix of cum and juice making it easy to push all the way in. my hands went to my breasts, squeezing the well abused glands as i tried to reach the nth orgasm of the day. the funnel dug deeper as i rocked on the seat. i squeezed my ass muscles, taking in the plastic thing that 2 hours ago would have seemed abhorrent. finally i came, pushing the bottle until only the tip remained, and my nipples felt like they would die. as i came, images of tina, the collar and the gasman flashed by. somehow it all felt so right. like a story with a happy ending. like a slut that's degraded and enslaved. this last orgasm took whatever energy was left in me. i fell on the dashboard, hearing the plonk of the bottle on the floor. my head hit the steering, and i passed out. i woke to my phone buzzing. it was carla. i groggily answered. "Brooke is that you? whereve you been? i slept at a friend's place. tina said she'll tell you to take the car. where are you? " i answered normally, and she hung up. little did she know what had happened. would i tell her? i never hid anything from her, not even my vibrators. i was spares the decision by a stray cat staring at me from the driveway. i got out. it was impossible to keep the bottle in and walk, but the funnel stayed. i opened the door, and walked in. the house was dark. i had to change before she returned. but i didn't want to. dragging myself to the bedroom, i stripped off my skimpy clothes and went to bed. then i noticed the collar. should i take it off? then again, what's the use of a collar if there's no chain. my mind went to a chain that clara had left her friends dog when they went on holiday. taking the chain, i put the head in the loop, and checked myself in the mirror. tina had written slut on my forehead, and fuck on my cheeks, with arrows pointing to my mouth. no wonder the gas guy had taken me like a whore. so there i stood, my face decorated like a pornstar, and a leash dangling from my collar. but something was missing. wasn't a slave to have nipple clamps ? maybe i should buy some. and some rope. and...... suddenly, i felt a tug on the chain. looking up, i saw carla staring at me, amusement and surprise written all over her sweet face. her smile widened, and i couldn't help know why she was so popular in college. with her 32-26-34 figure and face of a dirty angel, she fitted every man's wet dream perfectly. only now, i was the one getting wet. " i always knew you were a sub" she said. huh? what did that mean? i had only found out about 3 hours ago. carla suddenly reached out, and squeezed my flesh. her nails burnt where tina had scraped them, and gasman had bitten.she noticed the damage. her expression changed. i would have expected concern. but found a sneer instead. " they used you well didn't they? " she smirked. "sadly, I'm not a lesbo, so you'll have to enjoy life yourself " i knew that already. she had a steady bf, and a long waiting list behind that. but why did she think i wanted her? as i lay in bed, wild ideas went through my head. what would it really be ike? carla was hot, she was naughty (we talked everything ) and she knew what i was now. just then, i saw her walk in wearing only a bra and shorts, and lie down beside me. we had slept likr this for ages, but tonight, everything seemed different. sexually different. she seemed oblivious to my new feelings, anf soon started snoring. for some time, i just watched her lie there, noticing how thr bra clasped at the back, wishing i could open it, see the boobs i had seen every day for the last 4 years but had never wanted, boobs which i wanted now, desperately. gently, i reached out and caressed her skin. it felt cool and soft, smooth like silk. i got bolder as my desires got the better of discretion. using as little pressure as possible, i gently unhooked the bra, and pushed it in front, giving me unimpeded access to her back. i knew she was a heavy sleeper, so i gently began kissing her back, moving up to her neck. i licked her gently, enjoying the taste of my friend. i could not wait to see more of her delectable body. raising her arms, i removed the bra, turning her towards me as i did so. her snores assuring me, i reached out for her nipples. my fingers were cold, and her nipples hardened. it also woke her up. getting up, she grabbed me in a wushu grip, until she realized it was me. anger changed to surprise, and she pulled away, disbilief on her pretty face. "brooke ? what the fuck are you doing ? " she asked. "you're sexy. i.... i want you". i stammered. truth be told, i was past caring what my best friend thought, as i lunged for her breasts, and devoured them eagerly. her nipples tasted great, and i eagerly sucked on her pert tits, licking aroung the areolae as she froze in shock. before she could do anything, i wrapped my arms around her tightly, mashing her body against mine. her protests died down, and i pulled away to see her expression. again i was surprised, she had a lusty look hiddrn behind a confused visage. i moved up, and looking into her eyes, clamped my lips on hers. her eyes widened as i tasted her saliva, but i didn't let go it was now or never. pushing her back on the bed, i pushed my tongue inside her buccal cavity, licking her teeth, cheeks and then her unresponsive tongue. as our tongues entwined, she closed her eyes. her limp arms now came up and wrapped me in an embrace even tighter than mine. her tongue began playing with mine, as her grip grew tighter. i was in ecstacy, finally getting to do what i had wanted. as our tongues played, my hands moved go her waist, and then her thigh. her clothes were soon at her knees, but she gave no protest. my hand now rested on her mound. it was shaved the way her boyfriend liked it. moving down, i found her hole dripping with lovejuice. i smeared some on my fingers, and licked them. the tangy taste made me want more. abadoning her mouth, i moved to her vagina. it looked perfect, a pair of rose petals with no sign of any forest around. parting her lips, i begsn licking her sex. she grabbed my hair, pushing me deeper into her mound as i sucked in her feminine juice and scent. i obliged by increasing my licks, taking care to touch her clit every now and then. every time i did, she would jerk, and more juice would flow into my mouth. i loved it, the way her hips met my lips, and poured her tangy nectar into my mouth. as i continued my love, she began to get hot. her rocking increased and i was pushed in deeper, so that i breathed cunt aroma only. i didn't mind, as long as i could keep loving her. she began moaning, her rocking spreading the juice all over my face. then she came, squirting juice all over me. i felt like i was bwing drowned in a,wafm ocean of love. her legs wrapped around me as she literally jumped in pleasure, and the two of us landed on the floor, me buried in her mound. i got up, licking as much of her juice as possible, and taking some for her on my fingers. she had a contended dreamy look, as i parted her lips and made her taste her own juice. she eagerly sucked at them once she got the taste. we kissed, my cummy face pressed against hers. then she licked her own juices off my face. then we kissed again, wrapping our legs in each other , entwined in a lovely embrace. i guess we fell asleep like this. we woke to a laugh , a woman's laugh. i rubbed my eyes to see tina standing before me, a cat o nine tails in her hand. i quickly got up and started licking her feet. novosy taught me this, but somehow i knew, like primal insticnt. tina liked it, and petted me on my head. "good slave. so you've been having fun while i've been away. and with another woman too ? now taht's not so nice." she kicked me off her boot, and i landed on the floor. she bent down, and checked out the chain. she laughed again. suddenly, she jerked me up with it, causing me to yelp. once up, she slapped me hard. and again. tears formed in my eyes as i tried to fathom why she would hit me. i didn't have to guess long. "stupid slave. the first rule of slavery is that the slave does nothing without her mistress' permission. you, indeed both of you should be punished." with that she strode to where carla lay staring at the to of us. she stood beside her for a moment, checking out her body. then she raised her high heeled shoe, and banged down the heel straight on poor carla's nipple. she kept it there, like a spike that had been embedded in her tit flesh. carla began howling in pain, grabbing tina's leg with both hands as she vainly tried to remove the heel. tina didn't budge, apparently enjoying the screams. i should have delt sorry for her, but carla lying there with a heel in her tit only turned me on. tima finally pulled out, and carla made to get up. she recieved a well aimed kick on her vagina, and collapsed again. tina kept raining kicks on the prostrate girl, turning her body red. suddenly, she raised the whip and brought it down on carla's breasts. carla squealed like a pig, but all i saw was that her vagina was starting to get wet. the blows kept landing, and screams changed to shrieks. her vagina seemed to get even wetter. it made me wonder, was she really like me ? was that why we got on so well ? was it why she said she knew i was a sub ? "please, no more . i'll die, it's too.....ahhhhhhh ...... unghh.......aieeeeeee" and so it went on. out of curiosity, i walked upto tina and saw clara yowl at close range. it sounded sexym like a woman in heat. tina stood on her hands, as she liberally applied the whip as she thrashed under her. tina finally stopped. she brought her foot to clara's mouth . clara obediently licked the nails and toes, sucking them like lollypops. taking off her shoe, tina pushed her foot into her mouth, as clara kept licking it like a dick. i was so turned on by this latest humiliation that i began fingering myself. this attracted tina's attention. she whirled around grabbing my breast. she squeezed it like a sponge, using her nails to hurt more. the sudden pain made me pull back. using clara's tummy for a base, tina landed a flying kick on mine, making both of us gasp. i collapsed, cluthing my tummy. i began vomiting, spreading it on the floor as carla and tina looked on. once I'd finished, tina kicked me over again. she looked pissed. grabbing me by the hair, she pressed my head into the gunk. my body refused to protest, although the bitter taste of bile made me want to puke again. i controlled myself. "lick it up you dirty disobedient bitchm every bit. and you (pointing at clara), get your fat white ass over here. all this work has made me horny." i dared not disobey. using all my self control, i began licking up my own puke. tears flowed freely from my eyes, mixing with the gunk on the floor. tina stopped looking at me, and i presumed she was busy with clara. i licked every bit of it, swallowing with great difficulty. but that same part of me held me to the humiliating task, and somehow her abusive words made me feel like i finally knew what i was. a useless bitch. having taken in the puke, i looked up. tina had Clara's face buried in her hairy snatch, as she rocked herself back and forth on Clara's tits. Clara seemed to enjoying herself, and i saw one hand move to her cunny, rubbing it as she serviced her new mistress. the sight made me horny again, but before i could start on myself, i heard tina call out. ' if you're done cleaning up, get your ass over here. your girlfriend needs help.' i crawled over to the two. tina climbed off clara, and pushed me into a 69 position over her, so that i stared at clara's hole, and she saw mine. grabbing both our heads, ahe pushed them into each other's cunts. i was immediately lost in the familiar tastes of my best friend. however, this time, i felt her tongue on my sex, probing away. if she had left us like this. i would have lived in Clara's cunt, but tina promptly sat down sideways on my back. clara struggled to get the extra weight off, but to no avail. tina grabbed our heads again, and began rubbing them all over the vaginas. my saliva trailed all over Clara's cunt lips as i felt her lips and nose on mine. this made me hornier. i imcreased the licking as tina kept moving our heads up and down. i could hold it no more. wrapping clara tightly in my legs, i began to cum, throbbing between my friend and mistress. Clara followed a moment later, and i flet like drowning in her juice. this time the ecstacy was cut short by tina, whol pulled us apart, and placed us back on each other, only this time facing the same way, so that our chins rested on each other. "four holes, all in line" smiled our mistress, as she rummaged in her bag. i used the opportunity to kiss Clara deeply. soon, we were lost in each other's lips, our predicament forgotten. until i felt a penis enter me. i felt a hand grab my hair and yank me away from her lips. the penis moved deeper and finally hit my cervix filling me. someone began to ride, using my hair for a leash. the focus of my pleasure shifted downwards, coming to rest on my clit. tina rode brutally, pumping mr hard with each stroke. she began grunting, as she picked up the tempo. i felt her claws on my ass, squeezing and slapping alternatively each cheek. it began to feel good , as pain and pleasure mixed again in my demented mind. Clara began licking my neck, planting kisses wherever she could. it became too much for me. i began to orgasm, the two women taking mecto the peak of ecstacy. once i was done, tina made us change positions again. this time, i was lying down, and Clara faced the opposite side, in a kneeling position. from my vantage point, i saw a huge dildo enter Clara, as Tina began pumping like she had pumped me. only this time, i began licking Tina's vagina, taking in the musky scent of mistress. i licked voraciously, as tina kept up thr fucking. i grabbed Tina's ass for support, and was pulled off by a nipple twist. still, i did my best, enjoying the threesome thoroughly. i devoured the juices as they flowed. i sucked on her clit and lips, and was rewarded with more juice. i finally succeded when Clara came, and mistress and slave (Clara ) came together. the two of them collapsed on me. we lay there contented snd even Tina didn't move. suddenly i heard a sound. the door opened. there stood my stepfather's friend. Tina got off,and Clara followed. he smiled at the sight of three naked women. i thought he would fuck us. instead, he took out a long instrument (a cattle prod, i learnt later), and pushed it into Tina's tit. she yelped, jumping and then falling onnher knees. He took some rope and bound her. strangely, Tina submitted, curling up as the ropes were tied. he finally spoke. " Tina here gets a little out of hand at times. don't worry, I'll fix her u good. in the meantime, why don't you two freshen up? " his tone was casual. however, as we moved out dazed, he grabbed my tit and gave me a lerring smile. and i knew that my sexventures were far from over.. [end of part b]

During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, dairies and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must read for all erotica lovers. I am sharing them on this site, Enjoy part 2 of Letter the First ----------------------- MEMOIRS OF A Woman of Pleasure. Letter the First - Part 2 About eleven at night my two ladies came home, and having received rather a favourable account from Martha, who had run down to let them in, for Mr. Crofts (that was the name of my brute) was gone out of the house, after waiting till he had tired his patience for Mrs. Brown’s return, they came thundering up stairs, and seeing me pale, my face bloody, and all the marks of the most thorough dejection, they employed themselves more to comfort and re-inspirit me than in making me the reproaches I was weak enough to fear, I who had so many juster and stronger to retort upon them. Mrs. Brown withdrawn, Phœbe came presently to bed to me, and what with the answers she drew from me, what with her own method of palpably satisfying herself, she soon discovered that I had been more frightened than hurt; upon which I suppose, being herself seized with sleep, and reserving her lectures and instructions till the next morning, she left me, properly speaking, to my unrest; for, later tossing and turning the greatest part of the night, and tormenting myself with the falsest notions and apprehensions of things, I fell, through mere fatigue into a kind of delirious doze, out of which I waked late in the morning, in a violent fever: a circumstance which was extremely critical to reprieve me, at least for a time, from the attacks of a wretch, infinitely more terrible to me than death itself. The interested care that was taken of me during my illness, in order to restore me to a condition of making good the bawd’s engagements, or of enduring further trials, had, however, such an effect on my grateful disposition that I even thought myself obliged to my un-doers for their attention to promote my recovery; and, above all, for the keeping out of my sight of that brutal ravisher, the author of my disorder, on their finding I was too strongly moved at the bare mention of his name. Youth is soon raised, and a few days were sufficient to conquer the fury of my fever: but, what contributed most to my perfect recovery and to my reconciliation with life, was the timely news that Mr. Crofts, who was a merchant of considerable dealings, was arrested at the King’s suit, for nearly forty thousand pounds, on account of his driving a certain contraband trade, and that his affairs were so desperate, that even were it in his inclination, it would not be in his power to renew his designs upon me: for he was instantly thrown into a prison, which it was not likely he would get out of in haste. Mrs. Brown, who had touched his fifty guineas, advanced to so little purpose, and lost all hopes of the remaining hundred, began to look upon my treatment of him with a more favourable eye; and as they had observed my temper to be perfectly tractable and conformable to their views, all the girls that composed her flock were suffered to visit me, and had their cue to dispose me, by their conversation, to a perfect resignation of myself to Mrs. Brown’s direction. Accordingly they were let in upon me, and all that frolic and thoughtless gaiety in which those giddy creatures consume either leisure, made me envy a condition of which I only saw the fair side; insomuch, that the being one of them became even my ambition: a disposition which they all carefully cultivated; and I wanted now nothing but to restore my health, that I might be able to undergo the ceremony of the initiation. Conversation, example, in short all, contributed, in that house, to corrupt my native parity, which had taken no root in education; whilst now the inflammable principal of pleasure, so easily fired at my age, made strange work within me, and all the modesty I was brought up in the habit, not the instruction of, began to melt away like dew before the sun’s heat; not to mention that I made a vice of necessity, from the constant fears I had of being turned out to starve. I was soon pretty well recovered, and at certain hours allowed to range all over the house, but cautiously kept from seeing any company till the arrival of Lord B——, from Bath, to whom Mrs. Brown, in respect to his experienced generosity on such occasions, proposed to offer the perusal of that trinket of mine, which bears so great an imaginary value; and his lordship being expected in town in less than a fortnight, Mrs. Brown judged I would be entirely renewed in beauty and freshness by that time, and afforded her the chance of a better bargain than she had driven with Mr. Crofts. In the meantime, I was so thoroughly, as they call it, brought over, so tame to their whistle, that, had my cage door been set open, I had no idea that I ought to fly anywhere, sooner than stay where I was; nor had I the least sense of regretting my condition, but waited very quietly for whatever Mrs. Brown should order concerning me; who on her side, by herself and her agents, took more than the necessary precautions to lull and lay asleep all just reflections on my destiny. Preachments of morality over the left shoulder; a life of joy painted in the gayest colours; caresses, promises, indulgent treatment; nothing, in short, was wanting to domesticate me entirely and to prevent my going out anywhere to get better advice. Alas! I dreamed of no such thing. Hitherto I had been indebted only to the girls of the house for the corruption of my innocence: their luscious talk, in which modesty was far from respected, their de***********ion of their engagements with men, had given me a tolerable insight into the nature and mysteries of their profession, at the same time that they highly provoked an itch of florid warm-spirited blood through every vein: but above all, my bed fellow Phœbe, whose pupil I more immediately was, exerted her talents in giving me the first tinctures of pleasure: whilst nature, now warmed and wantoned with discoveries so interesting, piqued a curiosity which Phœbe artfully whetted, and leading me from question to question of her own suggestion, explained to me all the mysteries of Venus. But I could not long remain in such a house as that, without being an eye-witness of more than I could conceive from her de***********ions. One day, about twelve at noon, being thoroughly recovered of my fever, I happened to be in Mrs. Brown’s dark closet, where I had not been half an hour, resting upon the maid’s bed, before I heard a rustling in the bed-chamber, separated from the closet only by two sash doors, before the glasses of which were drawn two yellow damask curtains, but not so close as to exclude the full view of the room from any person in the closet. I instantly crept softly and posted myself so, that seeing everything minutely, I could not myself be seen; and who should come in but the venerable mother Abbess herself! handed in by a tall, brawny young Horse-grenadiers, moulded in the Hercules style: in fine, the choice of the most experienced dame, in those affairs, in all London. Oh! how still and hush did I keep at my stand, lest any noise should baulk my curiosity, or bring Madam into the closet! But I had not much reason to fear either, for she was entirely taken up with her present great concern, that she had no sense of attention to spare to anything else. Droll was it to see that clumsy fat figure of her’s flop down on the foot of the bed, opposite to the closet door so that I had a full front view of all her charms. Her paramour sat down by her: he seemed to be a man of very few words, and a great stomach; for proceeding instantly to essentials, he gave her some hearty smacks, and thrusting his hands into her breasts, disengaged them from her stays, in scorn of whose confinement they broke loose, and sagged down, navel-low at least. A more enormous pair did my eyes never behold, nor of a worse colour, flagging, soft, and most lovingly contiguous: yet such as they were, this great beef-eater seemed to paw them with a most unenviable lust, seeking in vain to confine or cover one of them with a hand scarce less than a shoulder of mutton. After toying with them thus some time, as if they had been worth it, he laid her down pretty briskly, and canting up her petticoats, made barely a mask of them to her broad red face, that blushed with nothing but brandy. As he stood on one side, unbuttoning his waistcoat and breeches, her fat brawny thighs hung down, and the whole greasy landscape lay fairly open to my view; a wide open mouthed gap, overshaded with a grizzly bush, seemed held out like a beggar’s wallet for its provision. But I soon had my eyes called off by a more striking object that entirely engrossed them. Her sturdy stallion had now unbuttoned, and produced naked, stiff and erect, that wonderful machine, which I had never seen before, and which, for the interest my own seat of pleasure began to take furiously in it, I stared at with all the eyes I had: however, my senses were too much flurried, too much concentered in that now burning spot of mine, to observe anything more than in general the make and turn of that instrument; from which the instinct of nature, yet more than all I had heard of it, now strongly informed me, I was to expect that supreme pleasure which she had placed in the meeting of those parts so admirably fitted for each other. Long, however, the young spark did not remain before giving it two or three shakes, by way of brandishing it, he threw himself upon her, and his back being now towards me, I could only take his being ingulphed for granted, by the directions he moved in, and the impossibility of missing so staring a mark; and now the bed shook, the curtains rattled so that I could scarce hear the sighs and murmurs, the heaves and pantings that accompanied the action, from the beginning to the end; the sound and sight of which thrilled to the very soul of me, and made every vein of my body circulate liquid fires: the emotion grew so violent that it almost intercepted my respiration. Prepared then, and disposed as I was by the discourse of my companions, and Phœbe’s minute detail of everything, no wonder that such a sight gave the last dying blow to my native innocence. Whilst they were in the heat of the action, guided by nature only, I stole my hand up my petticoats, and with fingers on fire, seized and yet more inflamed that center of all my senses: my heart palpitated, as if it would force its way through my bosom: I breathed with pain; I twisted my thighs, squeezed and compressed the lips of that virgin slit, and following mechanically the example of Phœbe’s manual operation on it, as far as I could find admission, brought on at last the critical ecstasy, the melting flow, into which nature, spent with excess of pleasure, dissolves and dies away. After which, my senses recovered coolness enough to observe the rest of the transaction between this happy pair. The young fellow had just dismounted, when the old lady immediately sprung up, with all the vigour of youth, derived, no doubt, from her late refreshment; and making him sit down, began in her turn to kiss him, to pat and pinch his cheeks, and play with his hair: all which he received with an air of indifference and coolness that showed him to be much altered from what he was when he first went on to the breach. My pious governess, however, not being above calling in auxiliaries, unlocks a little case of cordials that stood near the bed, and made him pledge her in a very plentiful dram: after which, and a little amorous parley, Madam set herself down upon the same place, at the bed’s foot; and the young fellow standing sidewise by her, she, with the greatest effrontery imaginable, unbuttons his breeches, and removing his shirt, draws out his affair, so shrunk and diminished, that I could not but remember the difference, now crest-fallen, or just faintly lifting its head: but our experience matron very soon, by chaffing it with her hands, brought it to swell to that size and erection I had before seen it up to. I admired then, upon a fresh account, and with a nicer survey, the texture of that capital part of man: the flaming red head as it stood uncapt, the whiteness of the shaft, and the shrub growth of curling hair that embrowned the foots of it, the roundish bag that dangled down from it, all exacted my eager attention, and renewed my flame. But, as the main affair was now at the point the industrious dame had laboured to bring it to, she was not in the humour to put off the payment of her pains, but laying herself down, drew him gently upon her, and thus they finished, in the same manner as before, the old last act. This over, they both went out lovingly together, the old lady having first made him a present, as near as I could observe, of three or four pieces; he being not only her particular favourite on account of his performances, but a retainer to the house; from whose sight she had taken great care hitherto to secret me, lest he might not have had patience to wait for my lord’s arrival, but have insisted on being his taster, which the old lady was under too much subjection to him to dare dispute with him; for every girl of the house fell to him in course, and the old lady only now and then got her turn, in consideration of the maintenance he had, and which he could scarce be accused of not earning from her. As soon as I heard them go down-stairs, I stole up softly to my own room, out of which I had luckily not been missed; there I began to breathe more free, and to give a loose to those warm emotions which the sight of such an encounter had raised in me, I laid me down on the bed, stretched myself out, joining and ardently wishing, and requiring any means to divert or allay the rekindled rage and tumult of my desires, which all pointed strongly to their pole: man. I felt about the bed as if I sought for something that I grasped in my waking dream, and not finding it, could have cried for vexation; every part of me plowing with simulated fires. At length, I resorted to the only present remedy, that of vain attempts at digitation, where the smallness of the theatre did not yet afford room enough for action, and where the pain my fingers gave me, in striving for admission, though they procured me a slight satisfaction for the present, started an apprehension which I could not be easy till I had communicated to Phœbe and received her explanations upon it. The opportunity, however, did not offer till next morning, for Phœbe did not come to bed till long after I was gone to sleep. As soon then as we were both awake, it was but in course to bring our ly-a-bed chat to hand, on the subject of my uneasiness: to which a recital of the love scene I had thus, by chance, been spectatress of, served for a preface. Phœbe could not hear it to the end without more than one interruption by peals of laughter, and my ingenuous way of relating matters did not a little heighten the joke to her. But, on her sounding me how the sight had affected me, without mincing or hiding the pleasurable emotions it had inspired me with, I told her at the same time that one remark had perplexed me, and that very considerably. “Aye!” says she, “what was that?” “Why,” replied I, “having very curiously and attentively compared the size of that enormous machine, which did not appear, at least to my fearful imagination, less than my wrist, and at least three of my hand-fuls long, to that of the tender small part of me which was framed to receive it, I could not conceive its being possible to afford it entrance without dying, perhaps in the greatest pain, since she well knew that even a finger thrust in there hurt me beyond bearing. As to my mistress’s and yours, I can very plainly distinguish the different dimensions of them from mine, palpable to the touch, and visible to the eye; so that, in short, great as the promised pleasure may be, I am afraid of the pain of the experiment.” Phœbe at this redoubled her laugh, and whilst I expected a very serious solution of my doubts and apprehensions in this matter, only told me that “she never heard of a mortal wound being given in those parts, by that terrible weapon, and that some she knew younger, and as delicately made as myself, had outlived the operation; that she believed, at the worst, I should take a great deal of liking; that true it was, there was a great diversity of sizes in those parts, owing to nature, child-bearing, frequent over-stretching with unmerciful machines, but that at a certain age and habit of body, even the most experienced in those affairs could not well distinguish between the maid and the woman, supposing too an absence of all artifice, in their natural situation: but that since chance had thrown in my way one sight of that sort, she would procure me another, that should feast my eyes more delicately, and go a great way in the cure of my fears from that imaginary disproportion”. On this she asked me if I knew Polly Phillips? “Undoubterly,” says I, “the fair girl which was so tender of me when I was sick, and has been, as you told me, but two months in the house.” “The same,” says Phœbe. “You must know then, she is kept by a young Genoes merchant, whom his uncle, who is immensely rich, and whose darling he is, on a pretex of settling some accounts, but in reality to humour his inclinations for travelling, and seeing the world. He met casually with this Polly once in company, and taking a likning to her, makes it worth her while to keep entirely to him. He comes to her here twice or thrice a week, and she receives him in the light closet up one pair of stairs, where he enjoys her in a taste, I suppose, peculiar to the heat, or perhaps the caprices of his own country, I say no more, but to-morrow being his day, you shall see what passes between them, from a place only known to your mistress and myself.” You may be sure, in the ply I was now taking, I had no objection to the proposal, and was rather a tip-toe for its accomplishments. At five in the evening next day, Phœbe, punctual to her promise, came to me as I sat alone in my own room, and beckoned me to follow her. We went down the back stairs very softly, and opening the door of a dark closet, where there was some old furniture kept, and some cases of liquor, she drew me in after her, and fastened the door upon us, we had no light but what came through a long crevice in the partition between ours and the light closet, where the scene of action lay; so that sitting on those low cases, we could, with the greatest ease, as well as clearness, see all objects (ourselves unseen), only by applying our eyes close to the crevice, where the moulding of a panel had warped, or started a little on the other side. The young gentleman was the first person I saw, with his back directly towards me, looking at a print. Polly was not yet come: in less than a minute though, the door opened, and she came in; and at the noise the door made he turned about, and come to meet her, with an air of the greatest tenderness and satisfaction. After saluting her, he led her to a coach that fronted us, where they both sat down, and the young Genoes helped her to a glass of wine, with some Naples biscuits on a salver. Presently, when they had exchanged a few kisses, and questions in broken English on one side, he began to unbutton, and, in fine, stript unto his shirt. As if this had been the signal agreed on for pulling off all their clothes, a scheme which the heat of the season perfectly favoured, Polly began to draw her pins, and as she had no stays to unlace, she was in a trice, with her gallant’s officious assistance, undressed to all but her shift. When he saw this, his breeches were immediately loosened, waist and knee bands, and slipped over his ankles, clean off; his shirt collar was unbottoned too: then, first giving Polly an encouraging kiss, he stole, as it were, the shift off the girl, who being, I suppose, broke and familiarized to this humour, blushed indeed, but less than I did at the apparition of her, now standing stark naked, just as she came ont of the hands of pure nature, with her black hair loose and a-float down her dazzling white neck and shoulders, whilst the deepened carnation of her cheeks went off gradually into the hue of glazed snow: for such were the blended tints polish of her skin. This girl could not be above eighteen: her face regular and sweet featured, her shape exquisite; nor could I help envying her two ripe enchanting breasts, finely plumped out in flesh, but withal so round, so firm, that they sustained themselves, in scorn of any stay: then their nipples, pointing different ways, marked their pleasing separation; beneath them lay the delicious tract of the belly, which terminated in a parting of rift scarce discerning, that modesty seemed to retire downward, and seek shelter between two plump fleshy thighs: the curling hair that overspread its delightful front, clothed it with the richest sable fur in the universe: in short, she was evidently a subject for the painters to court her, sitting to them for a pattern female beauty, in all the true pride and pomp of nakedness. The young Italian (still in his shirt) stood gazing and transported at the sight of beauties that might have fired a dying hermit; his eager eyes devoured her, as she shifted attitudes at his discretion: neither were his hands excluded their share of the high feast, but wandered, on the hunt of pleasure, over every part and inch of her body, so qualified to afford the most exquisite sense of it. In the mean time time, one could not help observing the swell of his shirt before, that bolstered out, and pointed out the condition of things behind the curtain: but he soon removed it, by slipping his shirt over his head; and now, as to nakedness, they had nothing to reproach one another. The young gentleman, by Phœbe’s guess, was about two and twenty; tall and well limbed. His body was finely formed, and of a most vigorous make, square shouldered, and broad chested: his face was not remarkable any way, but for a nose inclining to the Roman, eyes large, black, and sparkling, and a ruddiness in his cheeks that was the more a grace; for his complexion was of the brownest, not of that dusky dun colour which excludes, the idea of freshness, but of that clear, olive gloss, which glowing with life, dazzles perhaps less than fairness, and yet pleases more, when it pleases at all. His hair being too short to tie fell no lower than his neck, in short easy curls; and he had a few sprigs about his paps, that garnished his chest in a style of strength and manliness. Then his grand movement, which seemed to rise out of a thicket of curling hair, that spread from the root all over his thighs and belly up to the navel, stood stiff and upright, but of a size to frighten me, by sympathy for the small tender part which was the object of its fury, and which now lay exposed to my fairest view; for he had, immediately on stoppings off his shirt, gently pushed her down on the couch, which stood conveniently to break her willing fall. Her thighs were spread out to their utmost extention, and discovered between them the mark of the sex, the red-centered cleft of flesh, whose lips vermillioning inwards, expressed a small ruby line in sweet miniature, such as Guide’s touch or colouring: could never attain to the life or delicacy of. Phœbe, at this, gave me a gentle jog, to prepare me for a whisper question: “Whether I thought my little maiden-head was much less?” But my attention was too much engrossed, too much inwrapped with all I saw, to be able to give her any answer. By this time the young gentelman had changed her posture from lying breadth to length-wise on the coach: but her thighs were still spread, and the mark lay fair for him, who now kneeling between them, displayed to us a side view of that fierce erect machine of his, which threatened no less than splitting the tender victim, who lay smiling at the uplifted stroke, nor seemed to decline it. He looked upon his weapon himself with some pleasure, and guiding it with his hand to the inviting; slit, drew aside the lips, and lodged it (after some thrusts, which Polly seemed even to assist) about half way; but there it stuck, I suppose from its growing thickness: he draws it again, and just wetting it with spittle, re-enters, and with ease sheathed it now up to the hilt, at which Polly gave a deep sigh, which was quite another tone than one of pain; he thrusts, she heaves, at first gently, and in a regular cadence; but presently the transport began to be too violent to observe any order or measure; their motions were too rapid, their kisses too fierce’ and fervent for nature to support such fury long: both seemed to me out of themselves: their eyes darted fires: “Oh! oh! I can’t bear it. It is too much. I die. I am going,” were Polly’s expressions of extasy: his joys were more silent: but soon broken murmurs, sighs heart-fetched, and at length a dispatching thrust, as if he would have forced himself up her body, and then the motionless languor of all his limbs, all shewed that the die-away moment was come upon him; which she gave signs of joining with by, the wild throwing of her hands about, closing her eyes, and giving a deep sob, in which she seemed to expire in an agony of bliss. When he had finished his stroke, and got from off her, she lay still without the least motion, breathless, as it should seem, with pleasure. He replaced her again breadth-wise on the couch, unable to sit up, with her thighs open, between which I could observe a kind of white liquid, like froth, hanging about the outward lips of that recently opened wound, which now glowed with a deeper red. Presently she gets up, and throwing her arms round him, seemed far undelighted with the trial he had put her to, to judge, at least by the fondness with which she eyed, and hung upon him. For my part, I will not pretend to describe what I felt over me during this scene; but from that instant, adieu all fears of what man can do unto me! they were now changed into such ardent desires, such ungovernable longings, that I could have by the sleeve, and offered him the bauble, which I now imagined the loss of would be a gain I could not too soon procure myself. Phœbe, who had more experience, and to whom such sights were not so new, could not however, be unmoved at so warm a scene; and drawing me away softly from the peeping hole, for fear of being overheard, guided me as the door as possible, all passive and obedient to her least signals. Here was no room either to sit or lie, but making me stand with my back towards the door, she lifted up my petticoats, and with her busy fingers fell to visit and explore that part of me, where I was perfectly sick and ready to die with desire; that the bare touch of her finger, in that critical place, had the effect of a fire to a train, and her hand instantly made her sensible to what a pitch I was wound up, and melted by the sight she had thus procured me. Satisfied then with her success, in allaying a heat that would have made me impatient of seeing the continuation of the transactions between our amourous couple, she brought me again to the crevice, so favourable to our curiosity. Continued. to part 3 ----------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure—popularly known as Fanny Hill is an erotic novel by English novelist John Cleland first published in London in 1748. Written while the author was in debtors' prison in London, it is considered "the first original English prose pornography, and the first pornography to use the form of the novel". It is one of the most prosecuted and banned books in history. The book exemplifies the use of euphemism. The text has no "dirty words" or explicit scientific terms for body parts, but uses many literary devices to describe genitalia. For example, the vagina is sometimes referred to as "the nethermouth", which is also an example of psychological displacement.

Chapter 23 Training Begins Again Mistress Ann- I am in my office talking to Julia we are going over some of the things that she has learned so far, she says she doesn’t like wearing corset’s which I remind her is part of her uniform. I tell her that my class will be here soon and that they are all virgin and we can’t penetrate them, but it is our job to teach them how to please their new master’s or mistresses. Linda, Kaley, Wendy, Rosa, Lisa, Maria, Amber, Christy are all kneeling when we enter the dungeon and I am glad that they have followed my instructions. I have each girl stand up and I show them how to stand with their hands behind their backs heads down and feet apart this is called inspection. When I stop in front of Amber she is crying so I ask her why and she tells me that she doesn’t want to be sold I reach up and twist her nipple and tell her that if she doesn’t comply than she will die. I begin by going over the rules and regulations of the program letting them know that they will be punished if they don’t comply. I begin by going to the cabinet and getting each of them a dildo so they can practice giving blowjobs I have them kneel on the floor I have Julia walk behind them and I tell them to begin Wendy, Lisa and Linda are doing pretty good they have sucked dick before the other’s are messy and crying when I snap the whip I tell them to stop I grab the back of Amber’s head and force her mouth down on the toy she is gagging and choking. I tell her to breath through her nose and stop crying when she refuses I have had enough I grab her by her arm and tell her to stand against the wall I cuff her to the wall and I look back to see the other girls are shocked. I grab a belt and begin whipping her and telling her that she will comply with my rules I hear Julia tell the other girls to get back to work when I look back the other 7 girls are doing well, and no one is crying. When I am done I tell her that she will do better and she says yes Mistress, I tell Wendy to stop and to go lay on the bed I ask her if she has ever sucked a dick and she says yes Mistress, I tell her that she is getting a award for doing a good job and that Amber is going to give it to her. I tell her to open her legs as I strap her to the bed she has a pretty pussy I tell Amber to get over here and lick her pussy I pick up my cat and stand behind her when she begin she is slow and sloppy and I tell her what to do I begin slapping her ass she stops and I hit her harder I tell her to lick her clit I also tell Wendy that she can cum at any time, I begin hitting Amber harder telling her to pull the hood back suck her clit I push her ass up and slap her pussy and see that she is wet I tell her that if she cums I strap her to the cross and whip her again when I see that she isn’t doing it right I push her head down into the pussy I look over at the other girls and see that Julia has them working on sucking dick. I tell Amber to stop and to get up I tell the other girls to come and stand around the bed I untie Wendy and tell her to slide down when I sit down and show them how to eat pussy. I begin by running my tongue up and down her lips I lightly bite one of them and Wendy moans I run my tongue in her hole where I feel her hymen she is moaning I run my tongue on the top of her pussy and graze my teeth over her clit and I take it between my lips and start sucking it slow at first and then faster my own pussy is throbbing at this point I reach up and pinch her nipple and she cums loudly and we find out that Wendy is a squitter. After cleaning up I have the girls take a break I let them know that each of them will be tied up. I go to my office and have Julia follow me I asked her what she thought, and she tells me that she is horny I tell her that we will have one of the girls take care of her later, but I need to see what she knows I also tell her that we will be using toys. When we get back to the dungeon I ask Julia to pick a girl and she picks Christy she begins by having her lay on the table where she straps her legs to the table and her arms over her head she gets a small whip and begins my running it up her left leg and down her right one and then she flicks it over her left breast and the girl screams when she tell her to be quite she didn’t hit her that hard I am impressed she knows how to use it. I tell Kaley to get up and stand by the cross I tell the other girls to continue to practice sucking dick because they will be doing it on a real man soon. I look over at Julia and she has added nipple clamps to the girl I show her how to tighten them I tell her to show me how she eats pussy she gets between the girls legs and spread her open and she begins attacking her clit I pick up my cat and tell the girl that she can’t cum yet Julia knows how to eat pussy she is sucking and licking at her clit I get up on the table and put my pussy over her mouth and tell her to stick her tongue out as I grind my pussy in her face as I hit her stomach with the cat she is not bad I am so horny and Julia seem to be enjoying herself as well I look at the other girls they are staring at us and I know I will be punishing at least two of them have stopped doing what I told them and when they see me looking they get back to it. The girl takes my clit into her mouth and I moan when her teeth graze me I cum after I catch my breath I pet her and tell her she did well when I stand Julia gets up. After I clean up I go over to the girls I tell Kaley to kneel and give her a toy to practice on as I call Rosa, Lisa over to the bar I have them both lean over it and I ask them of they know why they are going to be punished and they both say yes Rosa is crying and I grab her by the hair and tell her that its too late to cry now I grab a puddle. I tell each girl that they will get twenty as I lay into Rosa hard and fast she is crying and scream and when she puts her hand in the way I hit it when I a done I tell her to go back to practicing I look over as Julia is laying on the bed with the girl between her legs eating her out. I turn back to Lisa and lay into her she is screaming and crying but she doesn’t put her hand in the way I touch her ass and it is hot to the touch. When I am done she goes back and kneel and continues sucking on the dildo. I force Rosa’s mouth on the toy and watch as she gags on it I look, and I see that the others are not having any problems I look at Rosa’s hand I think I might have broken her finger. When I turn around I see that Julia is holding the back of the girls, head as she is cumming when she is done I tell them that it is time for our lunch break and I tell Rosa to come with me. I take her to see the doctor about hand. After lunch we are back in the dungeon and I begin training the girls on how to take pain. The first girl up on the cross is Lisa and she is crying already I begin with a warm up by giving her a hand spanking and then I move on from that with a belt and by the time I get to the whip she is crying harder. After her I move on each girl has been whipped and then I sit back and let Julia take the reins. She picks Wendy she was the only girl that really didn’t cry when I whipped her Julia went right to it she used a paddle on the poor girl and she hit her hard and although the girl she is crying she isn’t screaming after they are done I ask Wendy why and she said that she is used to being hit her step father beat her a lot. I tell the girls to take a break while I talk to Julia. I ask her what she thought so far and she says that she likes it and wants to do more I tell her that when the girls come back they will be given an orgasm and then we will be done for the day and that if she wants to use one of the girls that she can take one of the back to her room for one hour and she picks Maria. When the girls come back I start with Wendy I tell her to lay on the table and I have her put her legs in the stir ups and I get a vibrator and begin by running it up and down her legs when I get to her pussy she is moaning and I can smell her arousal I place the toy on her clit and she screams Julia is playing with her breast twisting and sucking them when she screams again I know that she is cumming hard, but I don’t stop I force her to have another. I turn the thing off and place it in her mouth where she licks it clean. The next girl up was Kaley she is a skinny black girl with nice tits I get a purple wand to use on her and in no time, she is cumming, but I don’t stop I force her to have another orgasm and she is screaming and crying I also make her clean the toy with her tongue. The next girl I also force to orgasm more than once only Lisa is enjoying it so much that she begs me not to stop. After all the girls have at least two orgasms I finish for the day they all look like they could drop off to sleep right here. I have a helper take them back to their room as Julia takes Maria with her I go to my office. When I get to my office I turn the monitor to Julia’s room she has Maria down on her knees grinding her pussy in her face I am so horny that I get my vibrator out and begin playing with my horny pussy when I look again Maria is bent over the bed and Julia has a finger in the girls asshole while she is rubbing her pussy and then she slaps her pussy and I cum I am so horny that it does nothing for me I need someone’s tongue and I know it is time for me to go home and play with my slave.

Over the course of the next week, Travis had Callie over to his place every night to continue training her asshole. He’d start out by fucking her with a dildo, the size of which increased each day, and then at the end of the night he’d fuck her with his cock, finish in her ass, and send her back home with a sore, dripping hole. By the end of the week the soreness began to subside and Callie started to very much enjoy the feeling of her ass being used and filled up. Travis was ecstatic with her progress and how quickly she’d assimilated into being such a good whore. The next big event in her training was a bachelor party for Ryan’s brother; he had booked Callie as well as another of Travis’s slaves named Gia for a few hours of debauchery. The attendees were of course Ryan and his brother, as well as another one of their married friends. “My bro will only fuck his wife’s pussy,” Ryan had texted to Travis as they were setting up the evening. “So we want to pound a lot of ass.” Travis had the two girls over to his apartment before the men arrived to prep them. Callie knew that she would be performing service with another woman, but when she got there she was surprised to see that Gia was someone who also lived in their apartment complex; she remembered seeing her a couple of times at the mailboxes. Gia was around the same age as Callie, and she was also thick with large, pendulous breasts. She was Italian and had warm olive skin and long black hair. It made Callie wonder how many other girls living in their complex were a part of this harem that Travis was running. Gia was very warm and friendly and appeared very comfortable. The two girls chatted while doing their makeup and Callie learned that Gia had been a slave for about two years now. Callie had never had any kind of sexual experience with a woman, but she immediately felt extremely comfortable and safe with Gia. They changed out of their lounge wear and into their lingerie in the living room with Travis watching while he rolled a joint. Ryan had requested they wear neon colored fishnet stockings and matching thongs with no tops. “You girls look amazing,” he complimented his two scantily clad, curvy sluts. “The guests will be here any moment. Go ahead and assume your positions.” Gia and Callie both got on all fours on the couch, sticking out their asses so that their holes were almost visible under their skimpy thongs. Just a moment later, Travis was opening the door for his guests. The three men started jeering as soon as they set their sights on the two plump asses that were just waiting to serve them. There was Ryan, his brother, Brad, and one of Brad’s groomsmen named Scott. All three were similar in stature; average height, decently good-looking white dudes whose biggest kink was stepping out on their wives to perform kinky sex acts on the neighborhood whores. All of them went over to the couch and immediately started to spank and jiggle the girls’ asscheeks. Not surprisingly, Ryan was the most aggressive and acted as the ringleader of the group. One at a time he yanked down each girl’s thong and roughly spread their cheeks open to expose their service holes to the other men. “Fuck yes,” Ryan growled before biting on Gia’s left cheek and then firmly slapping Callie’s. “You fuckpigs are going to give my little bro the bachelor party he deserves, aren’t you?” “Yes, sir!” Callie and Gia said in unison. “That’s right…all three of us are going to pound your fat fucking shitholes, but Brad goes first as the guest of honor.” Ryan took a step back and began to pull his cock out like the other two men had already done. “Go on bro, which slut’s pighole do you want first?” Hard cock in hand, Brad walked up behind Gia and began sliding his meaty cock between her asscheeks. Having been a fuckslave for as long as she had, her ass was now well trained and almost immediately began to gape even before Brad’s dick came anywhere near it. He circled the tip of his cock around her widening hole while simultaneously spitting onto it, watching his saliva slide down inside her well-stretched rectum. At the same time, Ryan kept Callie bent over and began to finger her asshole with his thick middle finger, sliding it all the way to his knuckle. Brad had finally popped his meaty cock head inside of Gia’s asshole and was gently stroking it in and out. Scott had come around to Gia’s mouth and was shoving the length of his shaft down her throat. Callie’s pussy started dripping as she watched her counterpart get her holes stuffed. Before long, Brad was stroking his full length in and out of Gia’s ass; her eyes began to roll back into her head as she moaned with Scott’s thick cock in her mouth. Then Ryan took his finger out of Callie’s ass and told her, “On your knees, bitch. And face Master Brad.” To which she immediately complied, turning around and kneeling right next to Gia’s round ass. Ryan stood up behind Callie and reached down to place two fingers from each hand into her mouth, grabbing the insides of her cheeks and spreading wide. “Stick that tongue out like a good little slutpig,” he commanded her. Callie was beginning to feel especially degraded, which was also turning her on immensely. She stuck her tongue out as far as she could with Ryan’s fingers still roughly keeping her lips open. Then, Brad pulled his cock out of Gia’s asshole, turned to Callie and slid his cock onto her wet tongue and down her open throat. “That’s right, clean that cock with your hungry pighole,” Ryan continued to hold Callie’s lips open as his brother began to fuck her mouth. Before he felt like he was going to cum, Brad pulled his throbbing cock out of her throat and plunged it back into Gia’s waiting asshole. The three men proceeded to take turns fucking Gia’s ass and then Callie’s mouth, back and forth. They took their time filling her asshole with their thick cocks, pumping their length in and out, and then making sure that Callie licked them clean each time it was her turn for service. She knelt with her hands behind her back while the men degraded her mouth over and over; tasting Gia’s asshole off of each men’s cock made her pussy incredibly wet. Once Callie’s makeup was completely smeared all over her face and she was nearly out of breath from all of the cock being roughly shoved down her throat, Ryan decided it was time for her and Gia to switch places. Instead of being on all fours though, Callie was guided to lay down on her back with her legs pulled back as far as they could go so that her tight, puckered little asshole was perfectly exposed below her puffy pussy lips. Meanwhile Gina took her position on her knees, mouth already open and waiting to accept a cock. As the guest of honor, Brad got first turn on Callie’s ass as well. He went to her and bent his knees until his cock head was perfectly aligned with her shithole. He looked down and spit a huge gob onto his shaft before firmly prodding his tip inside of her rectum. As turned on as she was, Callie found herself suddenly nervous to be offering up her asshole to these three men. She had performed an enema on herself before she came to the party, but she was still a bit nervous about what else could happen after the three bachelors tore into her ass. Nonetheless, she did her best to relax her muscles as much as possible as she had been trained. “Fuck, this one’s tight…,” Brad grunted as he continued to push his entire head inside of Callie’s ass. “She needs breaking in, brother - don’t go easy on her now!” Ryan roared with laughter as Gia throated and gagged on his throbbing cock. With that, Brad began pounding away at Callie’s asshole, slamming his thick cock in and out. It was slightly painful how quickly he was stretching her rectum; as much as she tried to relax, Callie could feel her sphincter contracting around his cock. She let out a sharp gasp followed by light panting as Brad roughly fucked her hole. Finally, he pulled out of Callie and ordered her to gape as wide as she could. All three men angled themselves to observe her opened butthole. Without wasting any time, Brad moved over to Gia and fed his cock into her open mouth. Ryan, who could wait no longer, eagerly moved into his brother’s place between Callie’s wide open legs. He slapped her pussy a few times with his mushroom head before sliding it down between her lips, over her first hole and down to the second, where he swiftly plugged his cock into her still slightly gaped ass. Callie let out a shriek; her asshole was sore from the pounding she had just received from servicing Brad. Her scream only turned on Ryan even more, and he sunk his cock as deep in her ass as he could. “Shut the fuck up and take it like a good pig,” he growled as he began forcefully pumping his thick cock in and out of her shithole. “That’s some good fuckhole right there, nice and wet just like a second pussy!” He and the other men roared with laughter while Callie bit her lip and tried to keep in her sobs and moans. She now understood what her Master Travis meant when he spoke about training her asshole to become her second cunt. At this point Callie’s ass had been used by multiple cocks, all in just one short week. After today her ass would be blown out and ready for use just like her primed little pussy. Ryan took his time fucking Callie’s fat little ass before releasing his nut deep inside her rectum. At the same time, Brad was cuming in Gia’s slutty mouth. Then for the final round, Scott got sloppy seconds on Callie’s shithole while Gia sucked Ryan’s cock clean. Scott’s cock wasn’t as thick as Ryan’s so Callie felt a bit more pleasure as she serviced him with her ass, but he was just as merciless on her as the two men before him. He thrust his hard cock balls-deep inside of her until he also came with his dick buried in her rectum. Callie’s stretched and used hole gaped wide after Scott pulled out his milked cock. “Look at this shit!” Ryan grunted as he went over to Callie and spread her cheeks with both hands, putting her blown out shithole on display. “Push that cum out of that wrecked little fuckhole,” he ordered Callie, who instantly complied by bearing down and flexing her sphincter muscle; she could feel the hot, wet jizz push up and out of her asshole, trickling down between her cheeks and onto the floor. On the second push, some air accompanied the last of the cum that was in Callie’s rectum, causing her to let out a squelching fart that made the men roar with laughter. It was the final humiliating cherry on top of the cake that had been her first anal gangbang.

Hey Jeff, is it ok if I go out like this? Kylee bends her ass towards her brother, giving him a shot at her panties under her daring mini skirt. That’s much too short, go change into something else. Are you sure? This is the longest skirt I have! I never got new clothes after that growth spurt. Well, you can’t wear that. Go change. Ok She comes back with an even smaller skirt. The way it was tied at the sides makes it look like a loin cloth. She wasn’t even trying to hide her panties this time. Kylee, that’s… Ok, I get it. Kylee leaves and returns. Kylee! What? My panties were too tight! I had to take them off. Look, if I pull down my skirt you can’t even see anything. What about when you walk? Kylee struts back and forth in front of her brother, Jeff. Her partially visible ass cheeks and sex cuts above her pussy made his cock twitch. He is forced to sit down. Her skirt was only three inches tall. You can’t see anything if you sit down like that either, right? Not even if I get closer? Not yet. Kylee puts a foot up on the arm rest, exposing herself to her brother. I don’t think I should do this though, right? Ha! Right. But I do need to get a tan. Do you think I can lay on my stomach and be ok? She lies on the floor, facing away from him, Jeff seated between her legs. Her skirt flies up as she lays down. Whoops! Make sure that doesn’t happen. She fixes her skirt and lies down with her knees together. Jeff gets a nice view but wants to see more. This should be fine, right? I might be able to open my legs a little, what do you think? I mean, so long as no one is directly behind you, and you aren’t around any mirrors, maybe. Kylee bends her hips up to excite her brother. Then gets up slowly, bringing her ass to her heels, begging for doggy style. You should probably put on some underwear. It’s all too small. Wait, maybe I have something. Kylee returns seemingly unchanged. But when she flips up her skirt she reveals a shallow shoelace bikini. Look, I’m wearing underwear, just like you wanted! Hardly, that is serving no purpose. Underwear never really had a purpose though, did it? With underwear? Or without? Kylee pulls her panties down, then back up, down and back up. Does it even make a difference? Here get close. Wearing the thong, she kneels around his legs, pointing her ass at his face. He really wanted to dive in. Off and on they go. What do you think of the bikini? You know, if someone was this close I guess it could make a difference. Do you think I could just wear the bikini? She strips off her skirt and struts around the room. 99.9% percent of her ass was showing. She tosses back her hair and reveals the other shoelace around her nipples. See, I would be swimming like this… She goes on her belly and does a swimming motion. His eyes were glued to her ass. Or like this… She flips over as a nipple jostles out. Or I could do this. A backstroke. She grew excited seeing his expression, watching his eyes glaze all over her body. Not to mention that pringles can in his pocket. Look, I can even get my tan this way! She lays on her belly and does the splits. Her shoelace gets swallowed up. He is starting to lose his cool. He can’t help but scratch his groin a bit. I can even do yoga! She flips her legs above her head, aiming her pussy at his face. I’ll have to see you do that with the skirt so we can compare. She grabs her skirt and walks back to Jeff. Slowly undressing in front of him. Heh, don’t know why I took the top off, you just wanted to see the skirt. One thing at a time, lets see the skirt. She does the same yoga pose as before. The skirt lays the other way, covering nothing. Todd gets up to get a closer look. He kneels with her face between his legs. She can see his cock bulging through his sweatpants inches from her face. He puts his hands on her thighs to help his balance as he leans in to get a closer view. He inhales and salivates; his exhale tickles her pussy. Think I could get a pretty good tan like this? At this point why even bother with the skirt? She undoes the string at the side, the skirt falls off. Jeff can’t take it anymore. He makes his move and buries his face in his sisters pussy. Aggressively giving her oral. Ohhhh myyyyy godddd. Finally!!! Get your tongue down in there. His precum is mounting up, a wet spot is visible on his pants. She is wet beyond belief. He finds her juices delicious and audibly gulps down any overflow. I’ve never heard of this yoga pose before but I like it. Yes, licking a partners genitals is said to be purifying. Do you mind if I could try doing yours? No words, he just gets naked. Then back to oral. This time, they both were moaning. Before long they were itching to do the real thing. Lie on your back, I want to try another yoga pose. They weren’t going for oral this time. He holds his cock to her pussy lips, mixing his precum, her saliva, and her juices. Ugh, just stick it in already. He dives in his cock reaching her deep before bottoming out. Being brother and sister, they were a perfect match. Going slow he thrusts into her, all the way out, all the way in. She plants her feet and gyrates her hips, craving more stimulation. He takes the hint and hammers her hard. She wraps her legs behind his back as he lifts her into a seated position. He rubs her ass with one hand and her breast with the other. Naturally, they were making out. His cock rubs deeply in the crevices of her cervix, bringing her closer to an orgasm. My god I’m gonna cum. Cum with me. He fires his semen into her as she clenches down and trembles into a mind-blowing orgasm. Unprotected. No condom. No pill. On the worst possible day of the month. He rams his cock into her cervix, filling her up directly. Oh god yeah, give me your seed! He continues to throb. Pouring his seed into her. She clamps down, afraid she is going to squeeze his dick off. That just made him cum harder. They locked together until the transfer was complete. I’ve never heard of those yoga moves before! Amazing, isn’t it? Well, I guess it’s time to go to the pool. Perhaps panties do have a purpose, keeping your kids safe. She puts her shoelace bikini bottoms on and opens the door. Wait, what about your top? You said earlier, one thing at a time. See ya!

So I guess I should begin at the beginning and try to explain why I am in the predicament I am in, well first things first my name is Kris and I have been a member of XNXX for a long time. In all my time here I have met many awesome and like minded people such as myself, and I have posted some stories and artwork along with a few tasteful pictures of my self. As I said I have met many like minded individuals on the site, and to be honest it's hard finding people who like the idea of forced sex and bondage, or to call it what it really is, rape. But It felt good being able to discuss my fantasy with others who would not judge or criticize my preferences. I mean the thought of being tied packed and ridden is in my head almost 24/7, and if not for the forum I might have no outlet. So why rape and bondage you may ask, honestly it just gets my cock hard knowing that something is taken rather than given, toys do not get to decide who plays with them after all. I have posted numerous times about how I would love a female to kidnap me and make me her permanent rape toy, and here is the part that I need to explain, my wife has helped me live out this fantasy many times over I just got off talking about it. I had finished with a role play when I noticed there was a notice in my inbox, upon opening I noticed it was from a new member named Phaedra69s and as I read it I grew hard ," Wanna be a rape toy baby. I can help with that.", if I only knew then what I know now, I would never have replied to her. It all started innocently enough, I told Phaedra that the idea of being tied and used as a toy was a long running fantasy of mine, I also told her about my wife pretending to rape me and how much I got off on it. She seemed interested when I wrote that I would love to role play a character that she wants and kidnaps and trains him through daily rapes how best to please her. She wrote back that she loved the idea of packing my ass with a vibrating but plug and riding me as slow or fast as she wanted, all in all it sounded like an awesome role play and I wrote back that we could start on Friday as my wife was working a shift in another district so that meant I could play all night well into the next day, she replied that that was great news and with that my horror began. I saw my wife off Friday afternoon she would nor return until Sunday morning so I decided that since I would have the majority of the weekend to myself that I would stop at the liquor store for some Captain to help keep me company while I was being a pervert on the XNXX forum. Setting up my chair in my bedroom I kicked on my computer awaiting the log in screen and excited to begin the role play with Phaedra, after checking my in box I was disappointed to see that she had still not written and decided to visit her profile to see if she had been on recently. Unfortunately she had not, but I did notice that she had pictures so I clicked to view them, there were only three. The first showed her full pendulous breasts, each areola was large with an erect stubby fat nipple in the center, the second was a close up of a bald, wet, puffy pussy clearly leaking juices, and the third was in a darkened room, taken from behind, her long dirty blonde hair trailed down her chubby frame almost touching her fat bubbled ass. I felt my cock stiffen and as I stared at her picture I really hoped that she would reply and do the role play of raping me, yummy I thought as I clicked back to her first picture, her huge tits rested slightly on her round tummy....., I snapped my mind from the image getting such thoughts out of my head, I mean, I could always masturbate later to the idea of it really happening. From the corner of my eyes I see a red mark on my inbox and immediately click it to find it is from her, I slow myself and read what she has offered up as a scenario for the story. She explains that she meets her soon to be rape toy online and has begun step two of her plan, step one was digging up information on him, you know, name, age, address, and etcetera. Step two was more complicated but since she knew her victim was all alone she readied herself, stun gun, ball gag, rope and cuffs...yeah she was ready to have her fun. I instantly wrote back that that was hot then apologized for breaking character and came up with my fair share, how my character was a happily married and his family was out of town for the weekend leaving him all alone. I took another shot, my fourth of the night and sat back down at my computer with a stupid drunken grin on my face as I read her next message, her character snuck into her intended playtoy's house bypassing his A.D.T's security parameters, I chuckled...," Haha! A.D.T! That's who I use haha!". I felt my cock harden and I stood and kicked off my pants and sat back down in my computer chair in my boxers and started touching myself as I replied that my character was home alone watching the news and missing his wife and family. I sat waiting for her to reply for ever it seemed wondering if me mentioning my characters wife was off putting to her maybe but just as I was about to say something I saw the red notification and opened her message. My character watches you hidden from view, she see's you yearningly, lovingly gaze at a picture of whom she can only assume is you wife on the mantle then back to the news, she sneers as she readies the stun gun and smiles knowing you will never see her again...you were going to be hers now. I feel my cock twitch but also know that if not for the arms on the computer chair I would have fallen over from being as drunk as I was, but I some how managed to make an intelligent reply back that I was going to have to call it a night that I needed to sleep and to have a great night and that I couldn't wait to play again. Her reply was strange as I read it," Why Wait?", I shrugged ready to type that I needed sleep that was why. It was only a moment before she messaged back again making me shake my head questioningly, " Rape toys don't get to say no!", I had had enough and logged off and leaned down to turn my computer off for the night when the most brutal sensation was inflicted upon my right back side. To put the pain in perspective for you I once dated a girl who owned a horse, this horse was fourteen hands high and huge, I once brushed it wrong and got kicked in the side, I would rather be kicked by that horse again then to ever have a stun gun used on me again, I instantly threw up all over the floor and passed out, when next I woke I was truly afraid. Phaedra drove quickly but not to quickly back to her home state, her package lay buckled and bound in her back seat covered by a fitted black nylon cover easily hiding the fact that she had someone else in the car, she checked the dash boards clock and smiled, she was a good three hours ahead of schedule. That meant she would have time enough to do almost everything on her bucket list before the authorities were even alerted to your being missing, the longer it took, the better the chances of them never finding you, her new yummy permanent toy. As she drove she kept one hand between her wettened thighs rubbing her pussy in a now constant state of arousal in anticipation of the discussion she would be having with her new toy, smiling again she felt the familiar tremor of an approaching orgasm and hurried home. Part Two I woke feeling like crap, the taste in my mouth was disgusting, a mix between Rum, coke, and salmon and rice, ew! I tried to raise my head I realized that I couldn't, there was a stiff leather collar fastened around my neck tightly with a d-ring on the front laying oh so cold against my naked chest. As I tried to scream I now knew why my jaws ached so much as my spittle seeped from around the edges of my lips that was now filled with a ball-gag, I really started to panic when my head started to clear more and realize that I was naked and tied spread eagled to a mattress in a darkened room, I pulled against the wrist restraints and tried to move my hands, I couldn't, they felt like they were in a tight glove filled with gel, and my ankles had been stretched wider than I could normally spread on my queen bed which meant this must be a king. I tried screaming for what seemed like hours until I felt hoarse and afraid, I was still so disoriented from what had happened and prayed this was a nightmare. Phaedra finished getting the rest of the supplies in from the car, she was exhausted from having to half drag and half carry her new toy to the bulkhead of her house and get him down to the basement and tied and fitted with a ball gag and restriction gloves to prevent him from trying to stop her or to hurt him self. She leaned against the kitchen counter finally taking a moment to realize that she had done exactly as she had planned and was going to get away with it, no more nights of being alone, no more rejection or being told no, and if she wanted to try something kinky she was going to from now on, she smiled as she slowly started to strip her clothing and make her way to the soundproof basement with the thought that she was about to fuck the way she wanted, for as long as she wanted to from now on and never have to worry about not having sex ever again, from now on her Rape toy was on the menu, and she was famished. I start to try to breath evenly and convince myself that this is all a bad dream when the lights kick on and I am temporarily blinded, once my vision does clear I am even more terrified for all along the pegboard walls are hanging sex toy after sex toy some I know others I am clueless about and as I try to crane my head around I hear the creak of steps and soon hear your approach. When I saw your photos before I remember thinking how awesome it would be to be your toy, but now that I see your face and your mean cruel eyes I now know that I do not and strain harder against the bonds, I try screaming no beneath the gag and that only makes her laugh as she sits by me on the edge of the bed her hand traveling to hold my shriveled cock and start stroking it, I screamed again trying to convey that I did not want this when she laughed again and slapped me viciously across the face, " Shut the fuck up! Remember, Toy's just get played with, you're my toy now. My piece of cock when I want, so you had best get the fuck used to it.". Phaedra looked at the flaccid cock that lay in her hand her brows knitted together in anger as she slowly started to jerk him off until his cock started to harden under her ministrations which brought a smile to her lips, Kris fought every inch of the journey and honestly she was okay with that, if he had just given in and lay there she probably would have untied him and told him to get the fuck out, she wanted a wild beast to tame, to train, and to mold into the perfect little rape toy. Gazing at the tears in his eyes she slowed her stroking hands movement till it was just a slow agony...," See Kris it doesn't matter if you really like this or not. I'm taking that decision away from you, cause it doesn't matter anymore what you want....what you think....or even what you fucking feel....hence my Rape Toy.", Phaedra watched as Kris' face first filled with anger then what she could only assume was disgust, she felt her pussy wetten as he screamed beneath the gag..." Umnghuhh! Opp ontaunt!!!". She slapped him roughly across his face and sneered as she leaned in to him crushing her heavy tits to his chest..," I know you don't want this...but I don't fucking care. You're my property now Krissy Toy! You wanted to be a Rape toy Kris so deal with your new life!", and with that said she slapped him roughly once more causing his eyes to tear up which strangely made her smile more. I am in shock, this could not be happening to me, we were only supposed to do a role play that was all, and as she leans upon me pushing her fat tits into my chest and shoving her piggish face into my own, I am glad for the tears welling in my eyes as it blurs her sickening smile as she continues to stroke my cock with her chubby hand. My cheeks sting from where she had violently slapped me and I am sure they are as red as they feel, she leans into my ear and I try turning or pulling away but the the stiff leather collar prevents such movements making her giggle before sticking her tongue in my ear then trailing it down my neck and back up to my ear before whispering...," Huhuhu...It's been a long time Kris since Phaedra had some cock so I think I'm gonna have a little taste test first. If you move I might bite you, and we don't want that now, do we?". I won't lie, I whined and cried trying to get the words past the ball gag that I was married, and that I had a family that I loved my wife, but nothing seemed to deter the sick bitch from continuing to molest me and move her face down to my cock.. Part Three Phaedra was so ready to just suck on a cock and then ride it, and as her hand tugged at Kris' she saw the tears welling in his eyes and the spittle being forced from around the edges of the ball gag as he screamed no repeatedly into the gag, Phaedra's face hardened and she slapped him roughly twice across the face making him tear up instantly. She smiled as she stroked his cock it wasn't much more than say six or six and a half inches when fully hardened probably, disappointing she thought but her smile returned when she reminded her self that it was now her six, or six and a half inches worth of cock. No other woman would ever touch him again, she smiled more as Kris tried to twist in the bondage but was unable to, Phaedra had tied him face up spread eagled to the iron post king size bed, he could barely lift his head up, which Phaedra did not mind for now, it would make riding his face easier later on she thought with a lustful grin, it had been almost a year since she'd last had her pussy or ass eaten and she was really looking forward to teaching Kris what she liked best. Phaedra's smile grew more wicked as she leaned her head to his now cleanly shaven crotch and balls, and she gleefully cupped them in one hand as she excitedly continued to stroke him with her other hand, she looked back to his crying face and laughed..," Ha! Ha! Ha! Get ready to be used for what you are for from now on Krissy Toy! Phaedra is hungry for some yummy cock!", with that she took his firming cock into her mouth. My fists ball the gel inside the gloves as they pull helplessly at the headboards bed posts they are tied to, the nasty pig holds my balls in her left hand as she strokes me with her right and slowly lowers her lips over the bulbous head of my cock lowering herself down my shaft until her she engulfed me and I cried harder. I want to kick and scream, but the bindings and the gag prevent it as she begins to rhythmically bob her head up and down upon my cock, her spittle and saliva flows in copious amounts as she twirls her tongue around my glans to try to make me harder, I resist trying to imagine anything that will stop this from actually happening, While Phaedra continued I suddenly felt her grip grow firmer around my ball sack, I mewled behind the ball gag coming close to openly sobbing from the events transpiring and for some reason she seemed happy with that. Her head bobbed quicker and her tongue twirled faster as I try desperately to pull away or stop the disgusting pig from doing this to me, she momentarily pulled free from my cock with a devilish grin upon her face as she spoke...,"Aww calm down Krissy Toy. Like Phaedra said before you belong to her now. This needs to happen...It's going to happen hehehe!!...,now calm the fuck down and let me enjoy this!", I trembled and cried on the bed as she released my ball sack and stood turning to the wall. Phaedra stood and approached her wall of toys, a cock ring, an O-ring gag, a vibrating but plug, leather straps to keep her playtoy's ass cheeks spread while she taught him he was just here for her pleasure now, she licked her lips loving the light salty flavor in her mouth from his cock and she felt her self growing wetter and hotter knowing it was now hers to use as she pleased. She heard him screaming in fear and anger on the bed as she picked up a pair of nipple clamps and turned to approach him smiling broadly. She was about to have the best sex of her life, tonight and every night from now on she thought with a chuckle as she stretched beside Kris on the bed laying the items on the bed next to him one by one. Phaedra held up her vibrating butt plug and smiled as Kris's eyes widened and began to quickly look left and right for any kind of escape as his cries behind the ball gag increased she smiled sickeningly an giddily whispered into his ear...," I know this is bigger then the one you and your wife use when you play...,but I wanna see your sweet little bum hole stretched, and I really wanna feel it when I kick it on as I'm riding you!", she reached back and opened a condom and placed it over the toy, ready to pack Kris's ass then taste him some more and ride the living hell out of him, Phaedra continued to smile as she picked up a plastic tip syringe and filled it with lube as Kris lay screaming.. I scream over and over again as the sick pig violates me and I struggle against the bondage holding me in place as she puts a condom on the monstrously big vibrating anal plug, I can only gasp and cry harder, the one I have at home is is maybe three inches long and at its thickest point before it tapers is the width of a bottle of baby aspirin, once it's in it's in, and my wife and I have had many a fun rape game nights in with it, or with it in so to speak. The ugly thing she held was probably five inches long and at it's thickest point before it tapered was the width of a red bull can, my eyes watered and I started sobbing in complete panic behind the ball gag...," Uuuummmghhuuuhhhh!!! HuhhhHuhhhHuhhh!!!", I tried begging and pleading with my eyes as the sick pig turned with a bottle of lubricant and rubber gloves, and at that moment I felt completely doomed. She leaned her piggish face into mine again, her heavy bra clad tits pushing against my naked flesh as she dreamily smiled at me and spoke softly...," First Krissy toy I wanna finger your asshole while I'm sucking your yummy cock...I'm only going to say this once more tonight,. You fight I bite.", I tried to make my mind comprehend what was about to happen but all I could do was continue to cry as she slithered closer to my groin as I screamed helplessly behind the gag. Phaedra felt her pussy begin to absolutely drip as she told her new toy what she was about to do, then smiled wickedly as she moved closer to his crotch, his semi-erect cock waved in the air as he strained his muscles against the bondage trying to pull free. Phaedra smiled smugly as she reached up with her right hand to slap his face roughly, leaving a red print behind and then sneered into his face...," You really are being stupid Kris! I mean,.... Well, you are tied down pretty tightly. And no one knows where you are...., and well...., you are naked and almost ready for me.". The look that crossed Kris' face made Phaedra chuckle as she opened the bottle of lubricant and squirted it onto her left pointer finger, fear crossed with anger filled his eyes as he kept screaming behind the gag, Phaedra had had just about enough, it was time for her toy to learn to be quiet while he was being played with, she got up momentarily and looked down upon him...," Okay Kris I have had enough of your fucking shit! I have gone through all this fucking trouble to help make your sick little rape fantasy into a reality! You can at least act a little appreciative. Now I'm gonna take your gag out and I am warning you now, were miles away from my closest neighbor so no one will hear you but me...so no theatrics fucking got it Kris!". Phaedra watched as Kris' eyes slowly filled with tears as he shook his head yes. I can only lay there weeping as the nasty bitch reaches behind my head to unbuckle the gag filling my mouth, and as she pulled the large rubber ball free a giant sob escaped me....," Wwwhhhyyyyyyy!!!!" she turned her angry ice blue eyes to my face and her mouth became a flat line upon her own before speaking haughtily ," Cry out like that again Krissy toy and Phaedra will get the stun gun and fucking hurt you. Got it?". My silence was all the answer she evidently needed before smiling disgustingly and leaning her head down to mine as her right hand came up to dig into the sides of my cheeks forcing my mouth open as she opened her own mouth and laughed..," Hehe!! Time for Krissy toy to be Phaedra's Kissy toy haha!!!", and with that she crushed her mouth to mine. I tried laying still and just letting everything happen but I was so grossed out by actually being forced to do any thing with her and as her tongue forced it's way into my squeezed open mouth I realized she tasted nothing like my wife and started to panic I tried so hard to close my lips against her and I was afraid as she pulled away and slapped my exposed cock behind her. I screamed in absolute pain and disgust....," Owwww!!!!! Sttooppp it!!! I-i don't wanna do this pleeaaassssseeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!", and as she stared at me I knew I was doomed. I was to afraid to do anything, not that I could do anything, she lay straddled over me in just her panties and bra both satin black, and both a good size or two to small for her, it was disgusting to see her fat hanging over the top of her panties as she leaned back again retrieving an item from the side of the bed then leaned forward holding the stun gun above my tear stained face.. Phaedra had had enough, she picked up the stun gun and held it above Kris's face so he could see it, his tears and silence told her he remembered it from the previous night...," Do we understand each other now Krissy toy?", she watched as he shook his head yes causing the tears welled in his eyes to wetten above and below his eye sockets, she smiled wickedly knowing that she was going to have what she wanted, whether he liked it or not. Phaedra moved from the bed and smiled down upon Kris as she slowly stripped free of her bra and panties and let them fall to the floor with a damp splat...," Now tell Phaedra that her little rape toy is ready to be played with.", she waited for a moment or two before picking up the stun gun and threateningly waving it above him ,"...I didn't hear you rape toy.". She giggled as Kris bawled out loud,.." Sob!! Sob!! r,r, Rapetoy r,rrr...ready...sob! sob!"". Phaedra smiled, it was close enough for her as she picked up the O-ring gag and approached Kris' head,..." I really want my pussy and ass eaten but I know that you are still gonna fight me so this goes in. And after I'm done gobbling your cock and fingering your bum to get it lubed I'm gonna ride your mouth before I use you. Yeah! That sounds like the perfect first date to me! Enjoy your new life rapetoy!, he fought as she joyously pushed the O-ring gag into his mouth and tightened behind his head and she couldn't be happier with how things were going. Part Four I keep praying this is all a nightmare as the twisted pig continues to threaten me, I cautiously do as she wants knowing to do otherwise would bring immediate pain and punishment, I hate myself for even uttering half of what she wanted me to, which did not even seem to phase the sick pig as she pushed the O-ring gag into my mouth and tightened it telling me all of her sick plans for me. Since she had removed her bra and panties she purposely pushed her skin against my trembling frame as she double checked the restraints at my wrists...,"Gotta make sure these stay nice and tight Krissy toy. Cause when I'm on and riding, I'M GONNA BE ON AND RIDING!", her smug happy smile filled me with anger and disgust as she tightened my ankle restraints next, I screamed from behind the O-ring gag one last time in hopes of touching anything human in the foul pig...," Easssee oooppp!!! ighee oont auntt ohh iss easeee!!!", blinding white light and pain filled me as my head rocked from her closed fist punch, I feel disoriented and know I will have a black eye by tomorrow and as my head begins to clear her disgusting voice fill my ears as I lay sobbing...," Stop saying stupid things like that Krissy toy! I don't wanna hear it. You said you wanted to be raped and trained to be a rape toy....and that's what's happening now. I have gone through so much fucking trouble to help you experience your fantasy for real and all you can do is keep insulting me by trying to refuse me...Ha Ha he he!". I weakly cry as she leans back down to my exposed groin to once again cup my balls and chuckle into the air as I weep...," Hehe! This is gonna be so awesome Krissy toy!". Phaedra felt her pussy moisten as she hit Kris in the face, she had to teach him that there was no choice, no alternative, she would ice his eye after playtime but he needed to learn that her needs came first from now on and as she leaned down to her toys straining groin Phaedra was once again impressed with his flexibility. She had almost gotten a complete Van Damme split from him and it had made it incredibly easier to shave his crotch, balls and anus clean earlier while he was out, and on the king size bed it gave her plenty of room to maneuver from face to cock or vice versa. Phaedra gently squeezed his ball sack in her left hand and lifted it tenderly exposing Kris' twitching brown eye...," There we are baby.", she squirted lubricant onto the pointer finger of her glove covered right hand and pushed it against his now clenching anus and she giggled as he shrieked like a little girl as she pushed it deep..," Hehe...good toy, let Phaedra lube and stretch this tight little ass and get it ready for play time.". Looking up Phaedra could see the anger and disgust in his eyes as she released his balls momentarily to capture his twitching cock as she fingered his anus, and just before taking him deep into her mouth she giggled in the air...,"Hehe!! I knew that I would love this Krissy toy...we are gonna have so much fun together from now on." and with that she swallowed his yummy cock savoring every inch of it as she pleased. I can only cry and shake as the nasty pig sucks my cock again, I try not to scream as her finger violates my anus, my wife and I use our butt plug but I have never had any thing sliding in and out of me before and instantly hate it, but am defenseless to stop it. Her lust filled eyes keep looking up, and locking on my own tear filled ones as she sucks on my cock and I cry harder knowing it turns her on knowing I hate this and that she is destroying my life. I try so desperately to sound as pitiful as possible in hopes that the sick pig will have mercy...," easseee oopppppp easseeeee...", the look that appeared in her eyes made me flinch but she merely continued to suck on my cock and finger my anus until I felt the inevitable approach of an orgasm. I fought desperately thinking of any thing gay or ugly to stop myself from cumming but soon tears were not the only thing leaking from my body, Phaedra pulled her finger from my anus and her mouth from my cock as she happily turned her backside up towards my chest and face then turned her head over her shoulder to look back at me and glowingly say...," Okay Krissy toy that was fucking yummy having your cock pop for me. You taste so good baby.", I am repulsed as she dips a finger into her mouth and pulls it free to expose a sticky string of my cum dangling from it before swallowing it all and dreamily staring at my forced open mouth...," Phaedra's ass and pussy are ready for a little mouth and tongue action...are you ready for this rape toy?", I cry out in fear and anger knowing I have no real choice and I will be punished but I am so disgusted and sickened by everything...," Ahmm Ootttt Orrr Oyyy!!", I flinch hard as she reaches down between my legs to cup then squeeze my ball sack firmly as she starts to straddle my face with her meaty thighs her pussy mere inches away from my open mouth and just before she sits firmly upon my face she laughed and joyously announced...," It's playtime Krissy, and yes you are Phaedra's toy now! Yee haw!". Just before Phaedra plopped her dripping cunt onto her toys mouth she looked down into his tear filled eyes as they darted left and right seeking some escape then lustfully breathed out as she pushed her hairless pussy to his locked open mouth and sat firmly so her anus pushed to his nose cutting off all air...,"Okay Krissy toy, you want air...Phaedra wants tongue...got it?". She felt Kris try to twist his head from her thick thighs tight embrace but she happily squeezed tighter and pushed her pussy harder to the steamy hole below it, it turned her on as he tried to stop her but couldn't, she reached down to his cock to slap it then yell..," TOUNGE NOW TOY!!!". Phaedra grunted with satisfaction as she felt Kris' tongue push into her pussy but only momentarily as he pulled it back in and tried to thrash his head more beneath her, she lifted her bottom from her rape toys face and looked behind to see him bawling and yelling....," ats asty ont aunt is easse!", Phaedra felt her anger growing, how dare the little stupid rape toy think his opinion of how her pussy tasted mattered, reaching back she slapped him roughly, when next he looked back up, his eyes were tear filled but his crying had ceased, Phaedra reached back spreading her ass cheeks and plopped back down onto her toys mouth and greedily ordered...," Now lick my fucking pussy Krissy toy or I'll get the cattle prod out to use. It makes the Taser look tame hehehe!", she moaned happily into the air as she felt his tongue push into her pussy...," See Rape toy, it's gonna be like this from now on fuccckk yesssss Unghh good boy! Good boy! Keep it up OH FUCK yeah! Good boy! Good boy!", she felt the orgasm approaching and tightened her thighs grip against her struggling slaves ears. I wish I were dead as the foul pig pushes her disgusting pussy to my mouth, I draw in air ready to scream till she scooches back and pushes her anus against my nostrils threatening me with no air unless I stuck my tongue into her slickened cunt, I refused, I was not going to lick this disgusting bitch, she couldn't make me, or so I thought until she slapped my cock then yelled out...,"TONGUE NOW TOY!!!", I pushed my tongue forth and was instantly disgusted as I did so, she had a musky taste that wasn't to bad, but there was an after taste of sour sweat or urine and I gagged instinctively pulling my tongue back into my mouth. I was sickened and horrified of what was happening and prayed that this would just end but as she lifted her fat bubbled ass from my face I tried to scream that it was nasty and I didn't' want it, and that earned me another violent slap to my face, not gonna lie, that one really hurt. I lay in a state of shock from actually being raped and as I look up the pig was spreading her ass cheeks and dropping her pussy back on top of my mouth, she scared me, and when she mentioned the cattle prod I knew that I had no choice if I wanted to stay alive so I pushed my tongue back into her ignoring her taste the best as I could as she continued to defile me. Her foul juices and taste fill my mouth, and when I feel her thighs tighten against my ears I know it's going to be even worse soon, I strain to twist my head as she humps my tongue faster and harder her disgusting voice never quitting...," Good boy! Keep licking Krissy toy! Fuck! Yes! Yes!! Yes!", she soon settled her humping pussy into my mouth and squirted hard into it and I prayed to God for death. Phaedra sat enjoying the orgasm that washed over her, it had been a long time since her pussy had experienced a good tonguing, not that this was a good one she thought, but a rape toy required training to make them do what you wanted them to do, she felt Kris' tongue continue to tentatively lick her past the ring of the gag licking her slowly and not as deeply as she would usually like, but again training would take care of a lot of that she thought with a wicked grin. She felt him gag again causing his hot steamy breath to push into her pussy as he tried twisting his head, she pushed her cunt harder to his mouth and lodged her anus firmly against his nose as she quiffed and then giggled into the air as his struggles began anew....," Oops he he! Ohh fuck yes!!!! That was so awesome Krissy! You like how I taste rape toy? Hehehe...doesn't really fucking matter does it? If I tell you to say my pussy is yummy you will, or I use the prod to make you say it hehe!!".She lifted her trembling thighs and ass from Kris' face and as she turned to stare into his disgust filled tearstained face her bottom lip quivered in the most depraved of ways as she looked upon his now cum covered face glistening from her girl goo. Phaedra loved how her juices had sluiced off either side of his face and pooled beneath his head on the rubber mattress cover, he lay openly sobbing and trying to turn his gaze away from hers, but again the stiff leather collar prevented it. Phaedra reached down to the side of the bed and pulled the cattle prod up onto the bed to lay next to Kris' head, the effect was immediate as his eyes met hers and stayed there and he grew silent, she giggled out loud at his now fearful expression..," He he! Awww! So Yyeahhhh.....,That was pretty fucking awesome for me Krissy but I'm more than ready for some cock now toy.". His pathetic whine filled the air as she crawled free of his face, she thought maybe before she took him in her ass tonight that she could get him to tongue her anus first, it had been so long since she had had this much fun and right now she just wanted to pack and play at this point. She was finally getting some cock tonight! Part five As the twisted pig lays the cattle prod by my head I grow silent, the electric prods at the end look extremely nasty and I again pray for death as Phaedra shifts her ass so see can see me clearer as she looks over her shoulder into my tear filled eyes with a disgusting happy smile on her face as she spoke...," He he! Awww! So Yyeahhhh....,That was pretty fucking awesome for me Krissy but I'm more than ready for some cock now toy.". I whined beneath the O-ring gag as she crawled free of my face, leaving it cum covered and her nasty taste still lingering upon my tongue and all throughout my mouth as she moved back down to my helpless crotch, I tried to scream as loud as I could as she brought her mouth to my once again flaccid cock and slowly sucked my head between her slippery lips her glove covered finger once again pushing and pumping in and out of my clutching anus. The sounds she makes as she sucks on me are almost as nasty and disgusting to me as she is and I am sure my face is reddened in shame and contorted in anger as she pulls the head of my cock from her lips with an audible pop...," Pop! Ha ha ha. Oh don't be mad Krissy toy I'm just teaching your yummy little cock what it is for from now on!", out of sheer helplessness and anger I screamed from behind the ring gag as forcefully as I could...," Aiegghh oont auntt iss!!! Assty Igg!!!". The look that crossed her face made me thing she was going to go for the prod and I flinched as her arm dropped quickly and she gripped my ball sack tightly and squeezed as she spoke through gritted teeth...," Because this is our very first night together I'm gonna be a little lenient...but if you call me a nasty pig again I will get the stun gun. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME RAPE TOY!!!!!". I closed my eyes and bawled for what seemed like for ever nodding my head as she slowly released my balls and started to wank me to hardness, while fingering my anus as she giggled..," Your ass is still really tight Krissy toy, I think you're gonna like the plug I have picked out for you, it's remote controlled so that I can pick the speed and settings for when I use you as an ass toy, tee he he!", I sob louder as she places a massive butt plug next to my head and tugged harder upon my cock. Phaedra had wanted to use the prod on the ignorant little fucker when he had called her a nasty pig but decided against it as it could put her rape toy out of commission for the night, and that would mean no cock for Phaedra, and after all the trouble she had gone through tonight she was having cock, so instead she told him she would be lenient but that enough was enough then she alluded to the stun gun. She felt his anus trying to squeeze her finger to stop it as she slowly pumped it in and out, her smile grew as his eyes filled with more tears as she worked his hardening cock with her other hand his warm flesh thrilling Phaedra in ways she had not felt in years. Smiling sickly at her toy she pulled her finger free from his anus and reached for the vibrating butt plug she would be using on him tonight, she smiled at the look of fear and disgust that crossed Kris' face as she lay the rubber black monster beside his head telling him he was going to be stuffed and fucked tonight and that he would learn to enjoy being her ass toy. Phaedra's pussy felt so hyper sensitive as she trailed her hand down her front and to her wet, hot, hole and greedily started to masturbate on the bed by her rape toy, she watched as Kris's sobs grew louder and louder till he was actually bawling like a baby beside her on the bed, getting up and feeling annoyed with Kris' sobbing she went to the wall and picked an appropriate penis gag and giggled, maybe five inches long and three inches in girth it would keep her new rape toy quiet for their first time, she smiled with the thought that her new toy would have no choice, removing the ring gag from his mouth she giggled as he bawled into the basements air...," p,p, pleasse s,stopp..pp.p...please.....i, im sorry but i don't want this anymore please!". Phaedra happily pushed the penis gag into Kris' mouth filling his throat and silencing him a great deal...," Uckckckkunhh!!", Phaedra felt her pussy gush as he tried making any noise as she tightened it securely behind his head and leaned forward and purposely pushed her breasts into his tear stained face as she tightened the leather collar around his neck making sure he faced straight up so that she could watch him while she rode her new piece of cock. I keep gagging from the fullness of the penis gag and Phaedra's disgusting taste that fills my mouth and sinus passages and I try to calm down so that I will not choke to death, my nostrils draw in and push out air so that snot bubbles form and mix with the foul pigs fluids added to my own pooling tears, I'm sure my face is a glistening mask of anger and disgust. After Phaedra had gagged me, and retightened all the restraints once more just to be sure as she put it, she sighed a deep sigh and smiled so smugly and condescendingly down upon me that I wish I could choke the living shit out of the sick pig. Phaedra leaned forward on the bed gathering the toys she had removed from the wall," Oh God I'm really about to have sex with you Kris!...," she laughed as my eyes flashed with anger and I tried to yell with the gag nearly choking me as I did, "That I hated her and wished she were dead.", what actually came out was unintelligible.. The nasty pig covered her lips with one hand as she breathily giggled out...,"...Tee he he! Ohhhhh, okay. So it's not sex per say Krissy. I'm going to rape you okay? Is that what Phaedra's new little Rape Toy wants to hear. Your mine now and I'm stuffing your sweet bum full of vibrating rubber plug, then I'm gonna love mounting you and stuffing myself with some real cock...oh fuck yes toy! It's going to be so fucking good for me from now on, I'm gonna ride you for hours tonight!"". I can only continue to cry as Phaedra picked up what looked like a leather cat's collar and tightened it around the base of my ball sack tightening it till it almost hurt, I strained my muscles against the cuffs but there was absolutely no give as she reached back down for a vibrating cock ring to slowly push around the head of my cock until it rested directly at the base with the clitoral stimulator faced towards my navel. She next took what looked like leather straps and tightened them around my ass cheeks till my wrinkled rim was stretched and gaped a little, I trembled as she picked up the butt plug and lay it between my spread legs and I whined as much as I could past the rubber penis gag as she picked up the plastic tip syringe and brought it to my anus..," aughh....aughh.", she stopped and leaned to my face and grabbed the d-ring connected to the stiff collar around my neck pulling uncomfortably on it as she laughed in my face...," hehehe....Remember when we met on the forum and you said that you wished that a sick perverted woman would kidnap you and train you through daily rapes how to best please her but that there was no real way that it could happen since a woman could never do such a thing. You know, because women are weaker, right? So I guess this really isn't rape then is it? So yeah...I guess that if you don't want me fucking you that you'll stop me he he! Oh I am about to have so much fun !", as she pushes and empties the lube filled syringe into my over flowing anus my tears are the only thing to run free and I realize that she is an insane monster with no pity. Phaedra felt her pussy dripping in anticipation of having a real cock in it and reached up to wipe the drool from her mouth as she picked up the butt plug to hold it above her rape toys face and speak with a trembling excited voice...," Time to pack and play toy. I know it's bigger than what your used to so that's why I used so much lube in your ass....". She leaned forward to his ear and felt him flinch as she held him and ran her tongue around his ear as she whispered...,"...., I can't wait to feel your sweet cheeks spread for my my plug toy.", she laughed as his tears continued to stream down his cheeks. She still couldn't believe that she was getting away with it, she had checked his states news and he was still listed as a missing person, he lay bound, gagged, and readied to serve all of Phaedra's sexual needs and urges and she was still marveling that it was happening, it was real, she now had a permanent rape toy! Looking into his eyes she reached up and slapped his face sharply eliciting a panicked cry...," aughh....aughh!", Phaedra smiled and pushed the butt plugs tip hard to his anus spreading his wrinkled perineum...," You know Kris I really thing that's about enough of the water works, you can fucking cry after I'm done raping you okay...for fuck sakes don't fucking ruin this for me. Now fucking take this so I can start riding soon.". He fought bravely Phaedra gave him that, his cheeks though bubbled were extremely strong and it took considerable force on her part to finally work it up to the thickest part as it spread him, and soon she was pushing it in to the tapered end and t shaped handle fully against his now popped closed anus, looking to his face she frowned as tears ran freely from his eyes. Phaedra ran the the thong cords through the vibrating butt plugs base and looped them around Kris' thighs tightening them ensuring that her toys naughty little ass did not spit out her present for it, looking up she saw her toy's chest heaving in panic and disgust from having his anus filled as much as it was, she smiled knowing that he would eventually grow accustomed to some of the kinky stuff she liked doing, from his reactions with her finger something told her pegging him would be fun. Phaedra got up from the bed and dimmed the lights and moved back to Kris' helpless form on the bed, his cock stood in the air and Phaedra had waited long enough, she straddled him doing a squat position above him and slowly aimed his cock to her hot wet pussy...," Play Time Toy!". Part six The actual rape I lay crying and in disbelief of what is actually happening to me as the sick hog squats above my cock aiming it for her bald nasty glistening pussy, I try to squirm to stop this from happening but I am securely bound to the king size mattress and I am going absolutely nowhere. I am in shock as Phaedra grips my cock and slowly lowers her pussy onto it, my muffled scream is barely louder than a squeak as as she slides down my cock parting her pussy lips until I disappear inside her. My cock is as much of a victim of her nastiness as I am, as her pussy almost sucks me in and grips tightly while she lifts up an then lowers herself back down onto my groin getting comfortable, her piggish disgusting voice fills the room as she reaches back to spread her ass cheeks ensuring that my cock is deep within her...." Ohhh F,f,fuck yeahhhh!!!". My tears stream as she reaches to the side of my head to pick up the remote for the butt plug currently ripping my ass apart and turns it to on. I can't do anything as I am crushed beneath her weight and the butt plug pulses to life beyond anything I have experimented with before, she just stays squatted with my cock in her, I cant even move enough to try to pull free from her and she knew it as she smiled down at me and leaned forward lowering her knees and crushing her rounded belly into mine as her disgustingly pleased face drew close to my fresh tear stained one. I don't want the butt plug in my ass any longer, my anus hurts from being packed so much, and the vibrations cause my cock to literally vibrate inside the nasty pigs pussy as she leaned to my face smiling making me hate her even more...," Oh fuck Krissy toy...this cock of mine feels so good in me huuuuuu, yeahhhhhh, y,y,you like uh fuck, you like your ass being my toy baby? unnnnn fuck yeeahhh". My muffled cries are soon overpowered by the sound of her raising her pussy and slapping it back down, soon the foul sound of slapping flesh fills the room as she begins to ride me in earnest, and I am so sickened as she settles her weight on me crushing her fat belly and tits harder to my torso as she rhythmically begins rocking on my cock....," Oh fuck there we go baby ungh fuck yes! This is my cock, my fucking cock from now on yeah!". my tears continue to stream down my face as she rapes me, totally uncaring of my plight she rocks harder upon me. Phaedra was in absolute heaven, her Rape toy's cock was buried deep in her pussy just the way she wanted, as it would be from now on she thought with a grin as she increased the pace and intensity, riding him till the sound of her pussy and thighs slapping against his groin filled the room, and she couldn't be happier with the way things were working out as his muffled cries reached her ears. She pounded against his cock not caring if she hurt or bruised him, she needed it fast and hard and she was in absolute heaven as she rocked on her now permanent rape toys cock, while he may have been only six inches long, her Krissy toy had a nice thick cock which Phaedra was loving so far. She looked to her rape toys face and saw the rage and disgust boiling behind his tear filled eyes, and his chocked cries behind the penis gag made her laugh out loud as she bounced harder and faster on his cock....,"Yeahh! Good Boy! Good Boy! Give Phaedra that nice yummy cock! Fuck YES!", she felt her orgasm approaching and begin to wash over her as she humped her toys cock harder and sneeringly whispered in his ear..." My cock, Mine....this is mine now. Don't forget you stupid little rape toy. Mine!", when she came it was hard and powerful and as her pussy squirted it shot from their pressed bodies landing on his chest and lower face causing him to scream again, the rest sluiced of the sides of his hips and pooled beneath his vibrating ass cheeks making Phaedra grow even hornier if at all possible as she watched his eyes stream tears as he pulled uselessly against the restraints. Phaedra took a moment to bask in the pleasure as her orgasm shook her entire core, she had not had sex in over a year since her divorce from her husband, stupid little drunk didn't know what he was missing she thought with a grin as she pushed and slid her hands beneath Kris' vibrating ass cheeks and palmed and squeezed them tightly as she started to rock on his cock again. She was raping him belly to belly as she fondled his ass and whispered wickedly in his ear..." Are you enjoying being played with toy? Yeah, I knew you would love this. Having some real pussy to fuck finally instead of that skinny little skank of a wife you USED to have hehe! You're probably in heaven huh rape toy?". Phaedra sees the anger flash in Kris' eyes and she sits back up crushing his groin beneath and sinking his cock into her pussy all the way. Phaedra shivered as the vibrations of the butt plug traveled through her toys cock and into her horny pussy, before picking up the remote and switching the setting to a higher more powerful vibe she watched as his face went from angry to pained and scared as she started to bounce on his cock yet again. I want to die, she's going to ruin me I think with disgust, my anus is so sore and I am not even sure if my prostrate can handle much more as the giant chunk of rubber continues to vibrate and stretch me beyond my limits, and the foul disgusting pig doesn't even care that her bubbled buttocks slap painfully against my exposed ball sack as she lays atop me with my cock firmly buried in her fat shiny pussy. She is like a machine as she rapes me, the penis gag has effectively stopped me from voicing any objections and her nasty piggish voice in my ear makes me sick..." My cock, Mine....this is mine now. Don't forget you stupid little rape toy. Mine!", and when she orgasms and squirts all over my chest and even up to my nostril I am further sickened as it pools beneath my ass making wet disgusting sucking sounds as she bounces on me. I have tried convincing myself that this is not real, that it is a bad dream, and that if I close my eyes tight enough I will wake and this disgusting nightmare will end, the problem is that when I open them I am still under her grunting shifting body and soon her hands slide beneath to come to rest on my sore and sensitive ass cheeks, and she grips them possessively and squeeze them as she leans to my ear to fill it with her disgusting voice...," Are you enjoying being played with toy? Yeah, I knew you would love this. Having some real pussy to fuck finally instead of that skinny little skank of a wife you USED to have hehe! You're probably in heaven huh rape toy?". I hate the pig that is on top of me and when she says that I must be in heaven because of what she is doing to me I scowl in anger behind my tears as she sits back up and turns the butt plug to a higher setting and begins to ride my cock even harder in a cowgirl position. I can only cry in shame, pain, and disgust, while the foul bitch rides me like nothing more than a toy and as she smiles smugly down at me I again pray that I could choke the living shit out of her...," Yes! God boy! Gooood Booooy! Fuck fucking good rape toy yes!", I want so badly to puke as she leans back down stomach to stomach and forces her hands back beneath my vibrating butt cheeks to squeeze them yet again and whisper sickeningly into my ear as she started riding me harder...," I am loving t,this so far baby...ooohhhhHH Fuck yes!". I try to go away to a part of my mind so that I may escape but try as hard as I can Phaedra the evil slut wouldn't let me as she leaned her piggish face to mine and kissed my cheeks repeatedly spewing filth from her mouth...," Good boy! Good boy! Tell Phaedra you're loving this so far.". I mumble in pain, shame, and disgust as she tightens her grip on my ass cheeks and humps against me harder making my balls slap into her fat ass cheeks from her movements when, I cry as I feel her left hand release to come up behind my head and unbuckle the penis gag and pull it unceremoniously from my mouth and throat. Phaedra was riding on the crest of orgasm after orgasm as she fucked her new piece of cock, Kris kept trying to struggle beneath her and she hadn't felt so sexually turned on or satisfied......, she stopped and realized that she had never felt like this before...she smiled sickly knowing the hidden cam would catch her expression, and the greatest part?, she could have this whenever she wanted to from now on. She lay back down crushing her tits to his chest as she slid her hands beneath and gripped his ass cheeks tightly, his ass was her toy now as well and she wanted to try so many things from now on. She humped back harder loving the way his ball sack slapped at her ass as she rode his cock, the clit stimulator on the cock ring was heavenly but paled to how good having his vibrating cock sliding in and out of her thoroughly drenched pussy felt. Phaedra looked down to Kris' face as she felt her pussy cum again, his eyes flashed with disgust as she started kissing him while she raped him...," Good boy! Good boy! Tell Phaedra you're loving this so far.", his muffled cry only fueled her own as Phaedra gripped her toys buttocks harder and slammed her pussy on and off of his trapped cock till she felt her pussy squirt again causing her toy to cry out below herm loosening her left hands grip she brought it up behind Kris' head to unbuckle and pull the penis gag from her toys mouth...," AUuulkkkkkk.....cough ulk..p,p,leaa". Phaedra stopped with his cock buried deep in her and with her free hand pinched her thumb and forefinger to Kris' cheeks keeping his mouth open as she leaned in to kiss him deeply then pull back and give him a hard dangerous look...," You said you wanted this Kris. You don't get to change your mind now...your mine. My rape toy. It's your life now so fucking get used to it. Now I'm gonna play with you some more and I want you to stay quiet unless told otherwise, you can cry if it helps toy but I don't want to hear anything from you except to tell me how good it fucking feels! Disobey and I'll show you how the fucking prod feels!!!...Do you understand me toy?", Phaedra laughed as Kris let loose a giant sob before nodding his head, leaning in she continued to push her tongue into his mouth and kiss him deeply as she rode him hard. Phaedra lay atop her new piece of cock, lazily looking to the clock she had been with him for the better part of seven hours, the Viagra she had forced him to take helped considerably as she slowly pulled his softening cock from her pussy and looked to his tear stained face, she had to put the ball gag back into his mouth about an hour back when he kept telling her he didn't want to fuck any more and that she was nasty. She was actually okay with him talking back at that point as she had cum hard again from his protestations and she was absolutely thrilled as she felt him finally cum in her.....," It's about time you stupid little slut!!! Your cum is only meant for Phaedra from now on.", his squirming and crying increased as she slowly stood on wobbly legs by the bed and grinned down at him...," Well Krissy toy hope you had as much fun as I did. Goodnight rape toy I'll be back in the morning to suck on your yummy cock some more, then when I get home from work Phaedra can ride her toy some more. You'd like that wouldn't you baby? Hehe!!", as she left the basement Kris' cries filled the air.

Born and up-brought in a middleclass family in Mathura, ambitious Menka (Bhatia) has been struggling in film industry at Mumbai since early 2000. Now in her late-twenties and unmarried! She’s attractive pretty oval-faced having large eyes with both pranks and temptation written in them; tall, wheatish, and endowed with a voluptuous body which men dream of savouring. Menka was struggling for her singing career in the filmdom and was as usual badly exploited in the hands of C-graded or B-graded film Producers or film-men etc in the initial years of her struggle for career. Then eventually some time in mid-2004 Menka came across an exceptionally talented music composer, whose nick-name was Babu, who was then in his mid-thirties and a married man, residing in Versova locality. First time as a singer she was highly impressed and optimized by Babu’s unique compositions, after those of R.D.Barman. She found her hope in him. And she contemplated to making most of him for her career. Babu was then scoring music for a big film which starred top stars of the industry. With a view to picking up or learning compositions of Babu, Menka started coming over to his flat at Seven Bungalow almost regularly in the late-afternoon, along with one Ajay Bhatia, a co-coordinator and masseur by basic profession, whom Menka introduced as her cousin. Actually her man Friday, However, soon Menka came closer to Babu, both as singer and a friend at personal level. Babu’s wife or family used to reside at their native place In Assam. Babu was living in his renting a flat, all alone. Well, the friendship between Menka and Babu deepened day by day, musically depending on each other. Menka would come to Babu’s place, often at early evening, usually wearing salwar-kameez. Oneday Babu gifted her beautiful south-Indian Sharee. Intelligent Menka made out that Babu preferred Sharee to salwar-kameez. And thenceforth she wore Sharee whenever came to him next. Anyway, Babu was looking for a chance to naughtily approach Menka, but he was not getting a right scope to do so. The predicament was the presence of Ajay. He would always accompany Menka. Finally oneday Babu approached Menka, telephonically, and requested her not to be brassier underneath her blouse when she would come next. Menka burst into a giggle, not promising anything. Next night Menka came up but this time not accompany by her man Friday Ajay. And first time Menka indulged her composer friend Babu in his spontaneous pranks to savour her firm round pair of 36A breasts for hours together or until the breast-molestation granted her a couple of shuddering orgasms, one after another and spent her out. But at the same time Menka did not let him experience intercourse with her on some pretext of her not being on the pill etc. In fact, Menka made him stay satiated with her succulent lips and boobs only. Usually, now onwards, Ajay would be relaxing in Babu’s hall, making phone-calls to his clients etc, while Menka and Babu. After their music-tryst, reveled good time in bedroom. Eventually oneday she, while enjoying Babu’s athirst mouth on her elated breasts, asked him to speak his mind in terms of his yet unspoken erotic reveries. He obviously wanted to fill her womb with his hot lava and he also asked Menka to suck him to ejaculation in her mouth. But she refused it, saying that she had never sucked penis before, and it never interested her. But then she smiled, and further asked what would be his reaction if he ever found or watched her with another man on bed! Un-puritan Babu said out he would not mind if it’s a part of tacit threesomes. She laughed, and that evening Menka pulled Babu into tasting her nectarine youth, fully to his heart’s content. Babu pumped hilself into beautiful Menka, taking her thrust by thrust, to the seventh heaven. He filled her hungry womb twice, and without using condoms. Then next couple of days Menka stayed absent. Eventually, worried Babu rang her up, and she told that her parents now contemplated to getting her married off to an industrialist boy of their choice so henceforth he should not ring up her home or on her cell. Menka thus walked out on Babu’s life, as though overnight! Babu was quite upset at Menka’s estrangement. Then passed a couple of months, all but a year, as if in a twinkle! Meanwhile some strange remourous new reached Babu Menka was anything but married off rather she’s now trying for a new career in the realm of music direction although, of course She could not yet get through in her venture in terms of obtaining any compositional assignment. Information came to Babu, and that was that Menka adopted a daughter-infant, etc. Another two months passed. Meanwhile Babu had shifted over to a new place at Lokhandwala. And then oneday come a twinkle to Babu from Menka, all on a sudden. They talked out. Menka frantically wanted to reconcile with Babu and this time as his equal partner in profession. Babu agreed, and thus they made a duo. Menka resumed her regular visits to Babu’s new 2 BHK flat. And as usual again Ajay was with Menka Bhatia. Ajay became the secretary to the duo-composers. Well, contextually, during reconcillation this time, Menka casually put forth a request, if not exactly a condition, to Babu that he should no more turn naughty with her unless they tasted the bliss of success Otherwise it might hamper their works or creative hours also said she about her adoption of an infant babe from her senior sister only a few months ago. Ajay however went on to arrange duo’s music-sittings, one after another, with different producers and directors at their music-room Babu’s flat. But this did not work out as the duo had expected. Resulting, frustrating the duo, especially ambitious Menka. Finally Ajay came out with his strange suggestion: According to him such producer director guests needed and appreciate some sorts of entertainment subsequent to music-sittings. And they would never be able to impress or induce the concerned producer/director into their hands until he’s entertained with hard-drinks as well as company of a pretty voluptuously full-bodied young woman etc. Babu was hesitant to agree with Ajay, while Menka’s face flashed with hople. And she said out to her partner Babu: we must get things done in anyway, by any means, and at any cost. A few days later Ajay told them he would soon bring down a new wealthy middle-aged businessman Mr. Setthy who’s in mood to soon get into film production. But to begin with, he wanted to produce a music-album with the duo provided their music impressed him. Menka turned quite excited about this proposal or project. Green-signalling Ajay to go ahead with arranging a date with Mr Setthy at their music-room as early as possible, Menka suggested Babu: If Setthy is really a rich man, then why don’t we try to persuade him into straightway producing a film, instead of a music-album, with our music in it ? Not a bad idea”, Babu opined, but how? Menka smiled dand said out with confidence: Leave it to me. Just be with me with a broad mind and confidence in me But how we manipulate him or we talk out with Setthy must be a secret, even from Ajay”. Babu nodded head in affirmation. Well, it was a Sunday evening. Menka reached Babu’s place at about seven. She was in deep blue south-Indian silk Sharee with same-hued fashionable blouse with deep V-cut down the front. She looked simply ravishing and provocatively sexy in her traditional Indian outfits. Much of her shapely elated bosom was on the view or peeping out from her tight (and brief also) blouse. Babu tried to play a bit naughty with Menka by pulling her closer and tried to plant a kiss on her succulent lips. But she gently pushed him away, saying: dear, this’s not the proper time and situation for all this” A few minutes later came a phone from Ajay, and Menka talked. Putting the receiver down Menka, who looked now little tensed, told Babu: Setthy is now on the way. Ajay is with him. Now the problem is that Ajay had assured Setthy that he would get him a girl this evening. But the model-girl who was in Ajay’s circle has turned down Ajay at the eleventh hour. In fact, Ajay rang up when Setthy stopped his car at a medical shop to buy condoms. Now you suggest what we should do. Setthy must not slip away”. Babu said: Well, you should not have egged on Ajay to arrange such girl for Setthy. After all, she is an outsider and, above all, a model-girl who may subsequently meet Setthy at his place straightway. And that shall be harmful to us in terms of our interest or motieve. So to maintain secrecy about our discussion or way of manipulation etc with Setthy we must not allow the presence of any such girl or elseone here, Menka nodded head in agreement. However, at about eight-fourty, Setthy came down, accompanied by Ajay. After some initial introductory talks the music-sitting began. Menka went on to render their composed (actually composed by Babu) songs, one after another, with her eyes glued to her song-diary. Setthy was sitting just opposite Menka, while Babu was on her right side, playing the keyboard. And Ajay was busy in the kitchen. The guest was served soft-drinks etc to begin with. Music-sitting was going on in full swing, in the hall. From Setthy’s face it was obvious he was all ears to Menka’s melodious singing; especially her gestures fascinated him a lot. It seemed he was not listening to her songs but seeing her songs! His eyes were fixed on Menka, blinking fascination and wonder. Then suddenly Menka’s pallu slid aside; it slid off her heaving bosom, exposing her deep and alluring cleavage. And middle-aged Setthy’s eyes now flashed with lust. Menka stayed least bothered about her fallen pallu, thus letting Setthy savour her now more than half-exposed bosom with his eyes. The white brassiere underneath her blouse was clearly visible through the thin fabrics or blouse-material. Menka, on the other hand, continued singing without paying a heed to Setthy’s ogling at her upthrusting bosom. Babu felt strange, and in no time he found he began now liking Setthy’s lust for beautiful full-bodied Menka; he felt a voyeur in him now getting alive. Menka, of course, adjusted her pallu only after completing the song she’d been rendering. Well, after some eight/nine songs, Menka stood up and went inside. And Ajay appeared there in the hall with a large bottle of RC whisky, soda-bottles, dry foods and 3 glasses. And placing them on the central table he went back to kitchen. Moments later Menka came back and occupied her seat. As she now tried to resume singing, Setthy stopped her and said: “It’s already past 9.30 pm. So let us now talk out, chat and enjoy the drinks. Menka smiled and started making the drinks for their privileged guest Setthy or for themselves and served. She picked up her glass and sipped her drink. With sipping the drink, Setthy started now praising the songs Menka had sang out. He praised her voice, her beauty and pleasant personality. Menka felt thrilled and elated. By now first and second rounds of drinks had been over, and she bent forward to pour drinks for the third round. And while pouring the golden nectar into Setthy’s empty glass, Menka’s pallu slid off her youthfully arrogant bosom, once again, unveiling the upside of her bosom; thereby drawing Setthy’s keen attention towards her, towards her bosom rather. Babu could now easily guess what was on Menka’s mind. Intelligent Babu stood up, saying: “Let me now send Ajay to market to bring some Chinese foods for our dinner”. Menka nodded him a green-signal with a wink. He went to kitchen, and next moment Ajay went out. Babu came back. After Ajay’s disappearance, Setthy said out: “All right. Let us now talk out our project. Yah! I am thinking of producing a feature film in Hindi with your music in it”. The duo flashed with delight, and thanked Setthy who’s enjoying his drinks with his eyes glued to Menka Bhatia. And then he blurted: “Come on, Menka. Sit beside me. After all, I must get friendly with two of you and closer before getting into works together”. Menka looked tacitly at Babu and smiled back to his smile of unspoken approval. Then Menka changed her seat, and sat next to Shetty, obviously knowing he would now be flirting with her, even before her friend Babu: expectedly, without stopping his chats with them about that film project, Shetty began his flirtatious advances with Menka with placing his arm around her neck in such way that his forearm or palm straightway came over Menka’s right breast-dome. Menka did not resist; she trembled at his intimate touch, and sighed, while Babu watched away. It turned Babu on Moments later Shetty’s palm fully closed over the breast He started cupping it as if to taste the resilience of the breast which rebounded to his touch or every squeeze. Menka pretended as if nothing happened and continued her talks with him on the viability of that film-project in terms of its music etc. Shetthy gently cupped her breasts, over the blouse, for a couple of minutes. And their discussion automatically ended up when Shetty pulled Menka closer and sealed her mouth with his. She reciprocated, with placing her arms around Shetty. And while their eager mouths were sealed in a passionate kiss, Shetty’s expert fingers worked on her blouse, and in no time her blouse was undone down the front. And her black back ‘front-clasping’ brassiere jutted out. His fingers also unhooked it apart, baring her full pair of breasts, tipped with coffee-brown areolae. Her nipples were already swollen and alive. Without withdrawing his athirst mouth from Menaka’s, Shetty clasped Menka’s breasts and began kneading then harder and at random. Menka’s face contorted at every hard squeeze on her breasts. Then suddenly Shetty withdrew and curiously looked at his under-palms those were fully drenched drenched with milk! He looked at Menka, at her firm pair of breasts with great surprise in eyes. Milk was still dripping in drops from her taut nipples; the breast-areolae looked over-swollen. Babu was simply taken aback; how it’s possible!! She’s still unmarried strange silence engulped the room. None spoke. A few minutes elapsed in silence. And then suddenly Shetty leaned forward and took one her breast in his mouth, with closing his palms around the dome, pressing it all around. Menka hissed; she ran her fingers over his head. Shetty went on eagerly sucking up Menka’s breasts, abounded with lactic fluid, by turns, tasting the flow of the nectar from her breasts. Menka was now reeling with ecstatic bliss. She looked quite content, breast-feeding an athrust adult mouth. She sucked and devoured Menka’s breasts till milk in them dried down for that time being. Babu who was voyeuring all this was highly aroused, and in mind he was thanking Menka for her entertaining Shetty this way. And besides, he hoped it would end up into a wild threesome. But the time was short any moment Ajay was expected to be back now. So he suggested to get into bedroom before Ajay was back. Next moment all three were in bedroom. Shetthy denuded Menka fully, and made him also naked. Menka kissed Shetty and liked her way down to his chest. And finally she knelt between Shetty’s legs and took him in her mouth. Voyeuring Babu was now taken aback, as she had always refused to suck him. Shetty leaned his head back and shut his eyes. He was moaning in ecstasy. While Menka’s eager mouth and tongue got busy, Babu clasped her bare breasts from behind and started squeezing them. She went on to bob upon Shetty who’s ramming her mouth, and it did not take much time for Menka to take him to a blasting-point, and he ejaculated in Menka’s athirst mouth. She spontaneously and eagerly swallowed it all. Not a single drop escaped her mouth. After moments she resumed moving her tongue on the underside, and in no time Shetty was hard once again. Then Shetty parted Menka’s legs or thighs and entered her smoothly with a thrust. And started pumping her awhile Menka then pulled Babu’s head to her high breasts. Babu began forcefully sucking Menka’s left breast while cupping the other. In no time Babu got a milk-flow from Menka’s left breast, and he loved the taste. Eagerly he continued sucking her breasts, by turns. Menka, on the other hand, was now meaning aloud in sexual ecstasy and shortly she started attaining her orgasms, one after another. Meanwhile Shetty had increased his tempo and then suddenly sighed and fell upon her. Menka was trembling as she was receiving the full gush of Shetty’s sperm in her womb. She looked crimson, and satiated. Next was Babu’s turn. And as Setthy withdrew from her within, Babu took his position to invade her. But at this point Menka stopped Babu, and, making him lie down on my back, she came over between his thighs and caught hold of his angry erection; she wank him a bit and then her warm mouth engulfed his erection and took him to a shuddering deluge in her mouth; she lovingly swallowed his full ejaculation. Thereafter, we all got up and dressed up. Within next few minutes Ajay came back from market. We had our dinner together, and Shetty left our flat while Ajay again accompanied him to drop him home. After two of them left, Babu caught Menka and asked about the secret of milk in her breasts. Menka remained silent for some time, and then blurted out, dear, I am Babu’s wife, but my infant child is yours. At his instance and that of my old mother I had taken your seed in my womb in your previous flat at Varsova a couple of months ago, last year. Remember it? Oh my! Babu yelled with a strange tension on his face. Menka laughed and reacted: do not worry, I will not ask you to marry me socially or otherwise. Nor will we blackmail you. To me now”, she continued both Ajay and you are my husbands. And onwards for our benefit in career I will let both of you use my youth or body to net influential persons; it is an understanding among three of us you, Ajay and Me. The doorbell rang, she opened the door and Ajay entered the room with a tacit smile on his face.

K's Viewpoint: “Is this it?” “Yup. This is it.” “it's smaller than I expected it to be.” “Well size isn't everything you know.” “...Can I?” You reached out your hand hesitantly, your fingers a mere inch from the round knob. S smiled indulgently and nodded once. You grasped it slowly, looking up into his eyes. Your fingers tightened as his smile grew wider. “Ready?” “Ready.” You twisted slowly and opened the door to yours and S's new house. The harsh sunlight flooded into the dark room, illuminating boxes and furniture hastily pushed against the walls in preparation for your reception. Suddenly you was scooped up and found yourself in S's arms with a squeal of surprise and indignation. “Hey! Wh-what are you doing?” You were carried quickly across the threshold of the house as S kicked the door closed behind him, shutting out the light and leaving you both in absolute darkness. Or not? There was a soft glow coming from around the corner. Your heart beat and rapidly in your chest. Your breath sounded unnaturally loud as you wrapped your arms around S's shoulders. “Well, I had to carry you through the doorway. After all... We are married now.” Your cheeks flooded with color as you blushed deeply at his words. You could feel the ring on your left hand, almost as if it were weighing you down. You tightened her grip, saying nothing as S strode purposefully down the hallway and through the doorway to your new room. Your new SHARED room. The source of the light were dozens upon dozens of candle everywhere; Some sitting upon the desk, others on the bedside table. Half of them seemed to be in proper holders, the other half in clear cars, making the light sparkle slightly. And the bed! It was made nicely and there were tons of rose petals scattered across it. “You're so fucking corny, S,” You whispered almost inaudibly. “You don't like it?” S walked into the room, nudging the door closed behind yourselves. “...I never said that.” Your face felt hotter than it'd ever been before. You felt S brush his lips across your cheeks, and your skin felt even hotter where his lips had touched. S walked up to the bed and sat you down gently. And then he bent down briefly and handed you the best thing of all: A new Maki plushy! You hugged it tight to your chest, looking up at S through your lashes. Jesus, he's so tall! You thought to yourself. Your eyes slid down to right below his belt for a moment, and you shut your eyes tight, staring down as you hugged the plushy tighter. “I tried the best I could to make you like it. Sorry if it's pretty typical.” You shook your head quickly, looking up at him again. “I... I love it, S,” you whispered again. “Nobody has ever done anything like this for... Thank you.” S smiled hugely and leaned down, kissing your forehead lightly. You raised your head quickly and pressed your lips against his. He kissed you deeply, caressing your cheek softly, causing your heartbeat to flutter dangerously fast. You pushed him away quickly. “Something wrong, my Luv?” He asked, using his pet name for you. You shook your head again. “N-no. I just... I wanted to thank you...” You reached out and grabbed his knees, pulling his closer to you. He chuckled softly as your inexperienced fingers fumbled at his best, pulling it open after a moment of frustration. You unzipped his pants, tugging them down slowly. You bit your bottom lip as you saw his bulge. Always ready to go, I see. You looked up at caught his gaze with your own as you tugged his boxers down as well. Your eyes traveled down and widened as you saw S's hard cock, curving downward and slightly to your right. You were still kinda scared of it. Especially it being close up like this. Your hands reached out, almost as if on their own, and touched it lightly, causing it to jump. You wrapped your fingers around you, stroking it slowly, hearing his breathing quicken. You smiled, savoring the tiny triumph of being able to turn him on. “K... Oh God...” S groaned your name in a soft tone. You looked up at caught his gaze once more, leaning forward and using the tip of your tongue to lick slowly up the bottom of his hot shaft, all the way to the tip. You tasted his pre, ignoring the slightly bitter taste. You slowly sucked the huge head into your mouth, feeling your lips stretched wide around it. His quick intake of breath, followed by his smile caused you to quicken your suction, pulling more of his shaft into your mouth in your excitement. You felt his knees pressing against your breasts softly. His smile widened as you took more in. The excitement of sucking his cock and the look of pure bliss on his face as you pleasured him made you wet instantly. You sucked hard as you could, trying to keep as much in your mouth as you could. You stealthily moved the plushy between your legs and rubbing it against your clothed slit, grinding your hips as you bobbed your head slowly. You felt S's hand grab your hair, making you even more excited as he took control. You moved your head faster at his urging, humping against poor Maki as you did. Then came his deep voice again, causing shivers to run down your spine. “K... I want more!” You pulled your mouth off his dick, nipping the tip slightly as you did so. “K, I need you. So badly...” You reaches forward and caressed his heavy balls in your hand gently, causing him to close his eyes and groan softly again. “You mean... Like this?” he shook his head slowly. You grinned suddenly, spreading your legs apart, Maki dropping unnoticed to the ground. “You mean... Here then?” S's Viewpoint: I smiled, looking down at K as she spread her legs apart, her plush dropping to the ground and rolling away. I twitched my mast as I felt her hand tighten gently around my balls. I move my hand up to press her hand harder to my heavy sack, stepping forward so my saliva soaked tip presses back against her lips. She smiles and licks my head gently, causing me to shudder deliciously. “My turn to return the favor now...” Suddenly I reached down and pushed her shoulders gently, causing her to gasp in shock as she fell back onto the bed. I quickly kicked off my shoes and pants, kneeling between her open legs and kissing her belly. I see when she pulls her hands across her chest, tensing up when my lips touch her bare skin. I use this time to unbutton her shorts, slowly sliding them down her shapely legs. This causes her to kick off her sandals and hug herself in embarrassment. “...Are you thinking about it, my Luv?” I ask her teasingly. “Th-think about what?” “This.” I kiss her panties gently, licking up her covered slit quickly. I can hear her gasp loudly, her legs closing suddenly on my head. That makes me so hot! I think silently to herself as I continually lick her panties. I smile lasciviously, pulling her panties to the side and licking her bare lips directly. K gasps above me, closing her thighs tighter around my head. Suddenly she pushes me away, crossing her legs quickly. “...Can we do this later, S? I'm still sweaty and tired from earlier.” Though I'm disappointed, I smile understandingly and quickly sit beside her, wrapping my arms around her shoulder comfortingly. “Of course, my Luv. Anything for you.” My smile grows even more genuine as she cuddles into my embrace, sniffing at my shirt slightly. “Thank you for Maki. I really love her!” Somehow she had gathered the plushy into her arms again, and the doll was hugged by both sides, between the two of us. “Yeah, I know you do, K. I love making you happy and spoiling you. Because you deserve it!” I whispered softly as I hugged her even tighter, kissing her cheek lightly. “Are you okay, my Luv?” You nod at my words, hugging the plush closer to yourself. “You know... You can tell me anything. I won't be mad.” You shake your head slowly. “I'm not upset... It's just a lot to take in. I mean...” You sniffled slightly. “I mean, I only graduated 6 months ago, so I still miss my friends. And I miss being social at school. And my parents... Are still mad that we're together.” You sniffle again. And you won all that money, and bought this house for me and... It's all just so surreal. And I don't... Fell like I deserve it... or that I'm worth it.” You start crying slightly, and I quickly wipe your tears away and press my forehead against yours. You hasten to explain. “I'm not unhappy... I just feel so overwhelmed! And... And I'm happy that someone loves me... And wants me.” You look up at me and kiss me gently on my lips, climbing into my lap sidesaddle, wrapping your arms around my shoulders. “Thank you, S. I'm so happy that we're together!” You laugh, cheeks still wet with tears. “I just never thought I'd be here... And I just don't know what to do or how to feel. It's all so confusing.” You were repeating yourself now, but I smiles and kissed you deeper. “Shut up, Silly. I'm happy to give you anything you want or need.” I smiled against your lips before pulling back slightly. “On that note! I have another surprise for you! Wait here.” I quickly sat you back on the bed and pulled up my pants, striding purposefully from the room. I came back a couple minutes later with a small box in my hands, setting it on the bed, smiling hugely. “This is what ties us together in the house now. Open it up!” I sad on the bed beside you as you opened the box frowning. Once the lid was off, your frown changed into excitement. Because in the box say a tiny black fur ball with eyes, staring up at you. “Ohmigod it's so cute!” You squeal excitedly. You quickly scoop the tiny fluff ball into your arms and nuzzle it happily. “What would you like to name her?” I ask laughing at your reaction. The puppy licks the cheek, nibbling at your chin, causing you to giggle. You fall back with the puppy, cuddling with her. I smile again as you ignore my question. This is what I lived for. Seeing that happy expression on your face. This made me truly happy. I snapped a picture of you playing with the puppy on my phone and sent the text to my mother. I've finally found my place. It's right here, with K Hedge. Making her smile. THE END

I used to visit the local pet shop every day. It was the closest I could get to having a pet of my own since both my parents were allergic to anything with fur. One day, the manager took pity on me and let me in the back area of the display, then opened all the puppy cages. Cute little things all over me, climbing, licking, snuggling; it was the best day of my life. So when I saw an ad on the campus bulletin board asking for volunteers to be a human ferret racing track, I thought it was going to be the second-best day of my life. It was the worst. A hundred eyes turned my way as I walked down the stairs to this frat house's basement. ‘I didn’t dress like this for you,’ I would have announced if I wasn’t so shy. My short skirt, my crop top, my lack of bra despite breasts on the larger side, it was all for the ferrets. What’s the point of furry creatures running all over you, poking their heads out of your cleavage, if you can't feel their fur on your skin. “Wow, they’re not usually that hot,” one of them told Derek, the guy who answered the door and seemed to be the ferret race organizer. He anticipated my concerns and had assured me I would keep my clothes on and that this wasn’t some weird fetish thing—just racing and gambling. “Can we have a little respect, please? Her name is Amy, and she’s not here to get ogled.” I liked Derek. Big, tall, handsome guys like him didn’t usually go all white knight for a nerdy girl me. The basement was well-lit but unfinished. The strong, musky odor of weasels might have been a downside for some, but for me, it was charming. I was happy to see the habitat was huge and full of winding, transparent tunnels that let you watch the little rascals racing around and playfighting. If my dorm allowed pets, I would be begging to take one home. “Do you guys do a lot of ferret races?” I asked Derek with 99% of my attention on the adorable sausage hamsters. “Fuck yeah, it’s great. Like, who wants to watch horses go around in a circle, you know? And the ferrets love it. It’s just hard to find volunteers who are that much into animals.” “I mean, I love ferrets, all animals, really. But if it was kittens instead, you’d probably have girls paying you for a chance to do it.” “Kittens? Wow, we can try it next time if you’re game. Sounds pretty crazy.” I had been staring at the frolicking rascals for ten minutes when Derek yelled out: “Last call for bets!” It made me jump, and I caught a nearby conversation through all the noise: “That’s a newbie mistake; you get a bigger payout the higher your ferret’s number is.” “If they’re going in order, doesn’t #1 win every time? A small guaranteed payout is better than a one-in-a-million chance.” “Nah, bro, you underestimate how unpredictable these little fuckers are. Sometimes one stops to let others pass. Or they manage to get themselves turned around. And when they get to the stomach, they might decide to chill there forever. Or sometimes they U-turn at the finish line and do the whole course again in reverse.” I still didn’t understand how ferret-racing worked, but I liked what they said about ferrets spending lots of time on my stomach. “Are you ready?” Derek asked me. “I have to lift you up, but I’ll be careful not to touch you anywhere inappropriate, OK?” “Like... just for a few seconds?” The gate of the habitat was pretty high up. “Yes, for about five seconds, ten at most.” That didn’t sound too bad, right? I think most girls in my situation would have accepted the offer. In hindsight, that was just another red flag warning me I was about to get fucked. I was on his shoulders, my butt facing the habitat and my head facing the cheering crowd holding their bet tickets. Everyone would have had a good look at my panties if I was the other way around, so I was relieved about that. Then I had a thought (I have those sometimes but always too late): the paper said they needed a “tract.” I assumed it was a typo and that they meant to say track, but what if... “Wait!” I was ready to say, but instead, all the air in my lungs came out in a puff as something cold and wriggled into my underwear. A second later, a ferret’s nose was poking my butthole, and in that same second, his entire body, as long and thick as my arm, squirmed in with help from its tiny claws. My body, from curled toes to gaping mouth, was frozen during the stretched seconds it took for my butt to suck up three creatures in a row. I had to deal with the sensation of a business of ferrets rushing through my bowels while more fought over the stretching rights to my rectum. “Uh oh, there’s a traffic jam at the entrance,” said Derek, the only person to have a good angle to the ferret-stuffed panties. He had six more seconds before breaking his promise. “Aaaaand yup, number 6 and 7 are looking for another entrance.” Some of the boys cheered, some booed, presumably, those who had bet on #6 or #7 while I lost my virginity to an albino. Maybe I’ll omit the part about him being a ferret if I ever tell my friends about my first sexual experience. It happened so fast and with slick fur as the only lubrication. My legs were held tight by strong arms, and squeezing my thighs together didn’t stop that fat-bellied intruder from parting my vulva and digging down my birth canal. All I could do was dig my nails into Derek’s back and wait for the two lines of ferrets to finish their double penetration. When the jock gently put me back on my feet, I had seven ferrets sprinting deeper into my guts and a crowd of three fighting for space inside my pussy. I collapsed immediately, then took my first breath in a long time, raspy and spit-laced, as I writhed on the floor to humiliating cheers. When I started getting my bearings back, my first instinct was to run away. But where? And from what? The way to the stairs was clear. I wasn’t a prisoner; I was the prison. Even if I got this playpen of a body to crawl, I would take my problems with me. So instead, no longer concerned about underboob showing, I used a hand to try to push back against the traveling lumps on my abdomen and the other to try to fish out ferrets from my pussy. With a hand down my panties and my breasts popping out, I must have looked like a drug-fueled nymphomaniac making a show of getting herself off. The audience was just blurs and noise. The ferrets were everything, and if I could just grab one by the tail, I could maybe pull it out and feel one-tenth better. I made them panic, I think. The tail I managed to pinch between my index and middle finger slipped away, and its owner wiggled itself between its two friends. His whiskers brushed against the mouth of my cervix, and I exploded in a shameful orgasm. Wet with my juices, the ferrets took turns penetrating my womb. The only thing worse than the feeling of something crawling up your uterus is the reasonable concern that it might never come out. That was the easy part, it turned out; the opening ceremony. Announcer Derek explained to the crowd why my convulsions had just doubled in intensity: “It looks like one of them, probably #1, has reached the small intestines. Now it gets really tight. And just in case anyone’s had any hopes for #6, #7 and #10, all three are in the womb now. They’re probably not coming out any time soon.” He could tell a lot from a girl’s tummy and navel bulges. My first words since the ferret invasion weren’t ‘help me’ or ‘fuck you for tricking me.’ They were “They’re fighting... in my womb.” And apparently, I was wrong. “Hmm, no, I don’t think they’re fighting,” Derek said, looking closely at the skin waves. #10 is female; they’re having an orgy in there. They do that sometimes when they find a nice warm place. It’s like a housewarming party. Don’t worry, you’re going to be squirting ferret cum for a few days, but it’s not like you can get pregnant or anything.” “I don’t want ferrets to have sex in my womb.” Imagine how crowded three ferrets would be in a deflated balloon. Now imagine that balloon is one of your most sensitive organs. “Hey, it could be worse; you could have put money on one of these three.” So it’s with an orgy in my womb that I had to endure the intestinal trauma of ferret racing. Whenever I thought I'd rise to my knees, a new wave of orgasmic pain returned me to the floor. Derek put number stickers on a ferret poster on the wall, associating the ten pictures with the order in which they came out of the habitat. I had him pegged for a dumb jock, but he had a good memory. “Fuuck ah!” “Oh, judging by Amy’s reaction, there are two ferrets passing each other in the small intestine. It looks like it could be #3 is passing #2!” Roars from the crowd drowned out my squeals. Ferrets passed each other several times in my small intestines. Derek eventually lost track of who was in the lead. I never thought I’d say this, but I was thrilled when I birthed the first ferret into my stomach. A small relief, but the first since the whole ordeal started. “One of them is in the stomach,” Derek read from my facial expression and hand positions. “But which one is it?” More ferrets accumulated in my stomach in the next hour. Some turned back to do the course in reverse. Some fought... or had sex; I wasn’t sure. But then I finally felt it, little claws getting a grip on the walls of my gullet. I forced myself on all fours and kept my mouth open wide while trying to vomit the ferret out. My tits were loose, my panties exposed, yet every boy in the room was staring at my tonsils. “It's... It’s... #9! #9’s head is poking out, but it doesn’t count yet. Are we going got have a huge upset?” Everyone held their breath, especially me, because I was gagging hard on the ferret body in my throat. My chest contractions must have spooked the little guy... he scurried back down my esophagus. “Awww, so close...” It took another hour for a ferret to finally cross the finish line made of teeth. #9 again. Some people were overjoyed; most weren’t. “Hey, thanks again for doing this. It was a great race. Here, take this home with you.” Derek placed a small portable cage next to me. I was still shaking and dry heaving on my knees, but the confusion in my eyes asked for an explanation. “We don’t care about the runner-ups. So in the next few days, whenever a ferret comes out, please put it in the cage and bring it back here. I’ll buy some kittens in the meantime like you suggested for whenever you want to do this again.” It’s been two weeks now. The cage is still empty. The ferrets are as lively as ever, running, fighting, mating. They must drink my water and eat what I eat. You do sort of get used to it. Sleeping is near impossible, but I have been attending my classes. The hardest part is holding back moans in public places. At this point, I’m thinking of just going ahead with the kitten race. Maybe they’ll chase the ferrets out. 3 months later Meow. “I am not going to let you kids gaslight me. There is a cat in here somewhere.” Everyone but the teacher was amused at the idea of someone bringing a pet into the classroom. Nobody wanted to participate in the witch hunt. Meow! “That’s it! I’m looking through every single bag!” Nothing was found during the thorough search despite there being technically ten cats in the classroom. The meows were coming from one of the furballs in my throat. Mr. Whiskers popped his head out of my mouth a few times to express his usual grumpiness but by the time the teacher was pacing the aisles, he had returned to my stomach to play-fight with his friends. The lumps were dancing safely behind my baggy sweater. A cat’s natural curiosity makes it a unique experience. One day I hope they organize a race with ten different species. A kitten in my womb was playing what’s-making-that-paw-shaped-bumb-in-the-wall with another kitten in my transverse colon. The physical discomfort is almost unbearable at times, but the mental discomfort of being alone in my body would be constant without them. I know, I would have never believed it's possible to get addicted to being a Habitrail for a new set of critters every week. And I wish I could say it’s not a sex thing... but as a living playground, I’m horny all the time; it’s a kind of deep, filling penetration a man could never offer. No offense to the men of the world... it’s not really your fault. I don’t mean to brag, but the races have gotten a lot more popular with me as a tract. There isn’t enough room in the basement of Derek’s frat house anymore, so we do it outside in the yard. At the risk of sounding corny, I feel more connected to nature with my hands and knees against the grass. It’s easier for the audience to keep track of the race if I show more skin, but I might have agreed to a few too many compromises for the current uniform to be a tiny bikini top on my very not-tiny breasts and... no bottoms at all, because, like the starting line of the race, everyone wants to watch my bulging waxed pubis. I dress extra conservatively outside of events and, so far, guys seem to understand that they can get an eyeful on Friday nights as long as they don’t harass me the rest of the week. They wish me luck and ask for betting tips. I’m more of a sports star than a ring girl to them, which suits me just fine. I changed into my race tract uniform as soon as Derek opened the back gate. That just meant taking off my pants, my panties, and my sweater; I was already wearing the dental floss top underneath. I don’t mind being half-naked (more like 99% naked if you go by surface area) in front of Derek outside of races because we’ve always had a purely professional relationship. I know that when he’s feeling me up, it’s strictly business. His hands were all over me, analyzing the moving lumps. Just like getting them in, evicting creatures before a race is a team effort. The only thing I would change about Derek is the size of his forearms. This big fitness buff seems to be cultivating more mass every week and my holes certainly feel his gains. “I can get this one here but I’ll have to go really deep,” he said, lifting my right breast to point out a high kitten lump underneath. I knew that was Mr. Whiskers because he has bigger paws than his brothers and sisters. I nodded my consent, got down on all fours, and braced myself. The ultrasonic cat repellent had worked on a few kittens that were now frolicking in the grass, but the rest had simply scampered deeper between my organs. Derek’s muscular arm was up past the elbow inside my ass and, with his other hand, he respectfully probed my pussy with fingers coated in catnip in an attempt to lure Tigger and Rascal out of my womb. “There he is,” Derek finally said, pulling a wet and ever-grumpy Mr. Whiskers out of my rectum by the scruff of his neck. That little guy had meowed out of my mouth four hours ago; he went on quite an adventure to come out the other end. A few hours later, Colonel Ketchup fled from Derek’s under-stomach punches by disgorging from my mouth. Only Miss Pepperpot remained unaccounted for. With an arm in each hole, Derek lifted me off the ground by the tightness of my sphincters to hopefully shake her out. I don’t like being aroused when Derek’s arms are inside me but with Pepperpot’s little squishy cushioned toes playing my intestine like a piano, I was at the edge of a very shameful orgasm. When Derek started talking about tract racing, I failed to change the subject to something less titillating. I was terrified that he could feel my pussy getting wet around his arm just from hearing about the fresh new horrors awaiting me. “I’ve been feeding the Ferrets twice as often to make them fatter for next week’s race,” Derek said from high above my head and dangling tits, which had already slipped out of the bikini. That thing refuses to stay on properly. “I thought ferrets were this week.” “Right, I forgot to tell you. Change of plans. Tonight we’re doing a special event: Mangoose VS Cobra!” You could tell Derek tried to accentuate the headline with hand gestures even though they were trapped inside me. This sounded like a nightmare. A wet nightmare. How embarrassing would it be if I slipped off Derek’s arms from the extra lubrication? “What’s a mongoose?” Before you call me an idiot, remember that I was upside down, blood pooling in my head, and at the edge of an orgasm. “I guess it’s kind of like a ferret but I’m not sure you’d be able to open your mouth wide enough to let them in, so we’ll have the mongooses... or is it mongeese? No, mongooses enter from behind and the cobras from the front.” “Isn’t a cobra... like... really bad?” See? I can be smart. “Yeah, for sure, but I ordered some anti-venom just in case. I’ve been tracking the package and it should arrive just in time. And that's if we need it at all.” “I don’t know how I feel about animals killing each other inside me.” “If it makes you feel better, team Mongoose is heavily favored.” It did make me feel a little better. I don’t care as much for snakes as I do for cute furry creatures... It was too late to back out anyway. I had been chasing the intense adrenaline high of my first time for months. I was trembling in fear like a ferret tract virgin. Even if my love juice production went unnoticed, Derek could probably feel my intensifying heart rate. “How many of them?” “Five king cobras orally vs five banded mongooses rectally with a bonus one-on-one fight in your uterus... Got her!” Derek extracted his arm as slowly and gently as he could. I tried not to groan but I groaned a lot. Mrs. Pepperpot resisted so much to being shaken out that she had climbed right into Derek’s hand. Good thing she’s declawed. I had a feeling the mongooses wouldn’t be. Oh well, why worry about claws when a cobra can sink its fangs right into your heart if the rhythm is threatening? Why is this so arousing? If I discovered motorbikes instead of ferret races, I’d probably be jumping over school buses naked while creaming the seat. Hissss. Hisssss. Hisssssssssssss! Evolution cursed me with an intense fear of opening my mouth at the entrance of a busy snake cage. But in front of a hundred people gathered around my almost-naked body in the yard, I had to fight that flight instinct. “Won’t that make me look like I’m trying to eat them?” I had asked Derek, but he told me it was probably fine as long as I didn’t make any sudden movement. And that the anti-venom should arrive any minute now because the app said it was ‘in transit’. Do nervous twitches count as sudden movements? If it was one hiss for yes, two hisses for no, the snakes were saying yes yes yes yes yes... They were also showing me much bigger teeth than I was showing them. I squeezed my eyes shut, anticipating red hot punctures on my bottom lip. Instead, my first physical encounter with a king cobra was a little tongue flicking against mine. It tickled and also made me reel in revulsed terror. The crowd gasped at this mother of all sudden movements. When a snake lunged at my mouth, I was sure it was to drive its fangs into my tongue but... no, the most courageous cobra slithered past it, compressing his neck flaps against the tightness of my throat. You don’t realize how long a fully uncoiled snake is until it travels down your esophagus. Four more, each twice as long as I am tall, followed the trailblazer into the new stomach nest. If the snakes won, would that mean fresh snake eggs for breakfast every morning? I asked myself a lot of weird questions while my jaw strained against oval bodies with the girth of Derek’s forearms. My breasts were pressed against the outdoor arena with only nipple-size triangles of yellow cloth between them and the cold grass. With 60 pounds of cobra inside my stretched stomach, it wasn’t easy to flip myself on my back. The whole point of being almost naked is for the crowd to see the action unfold like a skin tapestry. Did I say almost naked? Because my bikini top had unraveled on the grass where I began my roll. The show must go on. Fully naked, I spread my limbs like a starfish. The audience had a much better view of my pussy than me as I couldn’t see much past my squirming snake belly. “OK, one last cobra.” Derek was carrying a super-pissed Cobra with a thick chainmail glove. The bonus fight idea was not well through-out; forcefully shoving an angry cobra’s head up my pussy would only have been a good idea if the goal was to collect snake venom in my punctured bladder. I must have used a lifetime's worth of luck on that one. I swear I felt a fang brush against my clit as the cobra tried biting one last time through the chainmail, but the lack of excruciating pain meant my most sensitive spot had been spared. Fleeing the impenetrable five-headed monster, the cobra dove into my pussy. I heard distant cheers from the crowd. They never miss it, do they? I came. People have side-bets on my orgasms like what will trigger the first one, and how long it will last. This was a huge one. A thick, 11-foot scaly mass rubbing its entire length on every square inch of my convulsing birth canal, it doesn’t get more intense than that. Oh, but it does. My legs still wide open like I was on a gynecologist’s table, I hear the sound of a cage opening and a lot of screeches. I’ve never had animals that eager to penetrate my holes before. They knew that deep in those moist holes were preys. And yeah, mongooses are much more than just bigger ferrets or longer kittens. I’ve never had anything travel so fast and so forcefully inside me. With a cobra so close, Derek was unable to properly direct traffic into my anus. Three of them went after the snake in my womb where his big glove wasn’t able to follow. The fight was lopsided on both sides. Three Mongooses can easily kill one womb cobra, but five stomach cobras can kill three mongooses. The gamblers were understandably angry. This wasn't like betting on a ferret that turned out to be an idiot; this was like changing the rules of the game after taking your money. Derek had to promise a repeat of the event next week. Most people went home at that point but some of them always stay to watch me cum. Even if things have calmed down inside, I can ride the excitement for hours before passing out in the yard. "So do you think you’re OK with dangerous snakes in your stomach and feral rodents in your womb for a week?" Derek asked me in the morning, handing me back my itsy bitsy bikini top. It made me remember that I was naked and I covered my large breasts with one arm while reaching for the bundle of strings. “I think so. Did the anti-venom arrive?” “It says it was delivered but it must have been to the wrong address. I’ll call Amazon and try to get it sorted out before next week. Try not to walk too quickly until then.” “No sudden movements, yeah...” I put one hand on my tummy, feeling inquisitive tongues and rubbing scales, and one on my navel, feeling gripping claws and nibbles. Both sides were still feasting on the spoils of war. Derek helped me up slowly. “I have a box of mice you can take with you. Starting tomorrow, swallow two of them alive each day. If you birth the mongooses, that’s fine, but cobras are expensive and I had to give a lot of refunds today.” “That makes sense,” I said, suppressing a gag at the thought of lowering a mouse by the tail into my gullet. One of the cobras tried to poke out but I swallowed it back down. “If they get hungry they might realize that they are surrounded by delicious meat.” Derek’s eyes found my breasts when I said ‘delicious meat’ but he quickly looked away. I was horny enough to kiss him, but then I remembered I had venomous snakes in my throat. A workplace romance is never a good idea.

The Horny Heist - Part 2 Stripped of her agency Chapter 1 Sarah's night had been one of turmoil, tears streaking down her cheeks as the weight of her husband's affair gnawed at her heart. The solitude of her living room became a refuge, a place to escape from the harsh realities that had shattered her sense of security. As the television flickered in the background, she sought solace on the couch, yearning for a connection that seemed to have slipped through her fingers. The dim light of the TV cast a soft glow over the room as Sarah's exhaustion finally overtook her. She drifted off into sleep, her mind a canvas for the tangle of emotions that had enveloped her. In her dreams, she was whisked away to that fateful night—the night a stranger had entered her home and ravaged her chastity. In the dream, her body moved of its own accord, gyrating to an invisible rhythm. The memory of the passionate encounter she had shared with the intruder ignited her senses. Her hands found her own body, fingers gripping her nipples and journeying between her thighs. The surge of pleasure that coursed through her was both intense and intoxicating, her moans a testament to the depths of her own desires. As her fingers moved with urgency, inching her towards a self-stimulated climax, her brow glistened with sweat. The dream was a visceral experience—a manifestation of her longing, her vulnerability, and her unfulfilled fantasies. Who was this man, who came and vanished without a trace? The image of the robber's thick cock sliding in and out of her, his commanding control over her, and the climax she had with him all echoed in her mind. Her climax was a crescendo of need and release, a private moment of ecstasy that brought her to the brink. His muscular silhouette standing over her, the feeling of her body surrendering to his provocations, and her screams of passion replayed in her mind vividly. At that moment, her body shuddered and her climax erupted over her, she was startled awake by the raw intensity of her desires. She looked around the room, her breath ragged, her heart pounding against her chest. The dream had left its mark, an imprint of passion and vulnerability that seemed to linger in the air. The thought that she was dreaming about the robber, the very man that raped her, called her a slut, made her beg for more, and ultimately gave her the most amazing orgasm was both disconcerting and thrilling. Her fingers trembled, the echoes of her desires reverberating within her. As she lay there, the room bathed in the soft glow of the television, the image of the intruder—his presence, his touch, his undeniable impact—remained imprinted on her mind. Little did she know, this dream was just the beginning of a journey that would lead her down a path of unfiltered exploration. Sarah's desires had taken on a life of their own, and the memory of the intruder merging reality with fantasy. As she thought of that night she found herself secretly hoping that he would visit her again—despite the risks and uncertainties that such an encounter might bring. As she walked around the home to shut off the lights her mind wandered, she would imagine scenarios, each one more daring than the last. She longed for the thrill of his touch, the raw passion that had ignited between them, and the feeling of being consumed by desire once again. She stared at the back door, her dream weighing heavily on her mind. Then she made the conscious decision to unlock the back door of her home and opened the door slightly to leave it just slightly ajar Chapter 2 Eric's departure from Sarah's home that fateful night several weeks ago had been a mixture of anxiety and lust. He was consumed by the fear that she might somehow uncover his identity and bring him to justice after breaking into her home, raping her while she slept, and leaving evidence of his DNA in her womb. Yet, even as he tried to distance himself from the memory of her silky skin he found himself unable to shake the sounds of her pleading desires and moans from his thoughts. His hands gripped his cock with desperate urgency, the memory of her voice—begging to be fucked, begging for him to go deeper—echoing in his mind. He stroked himself, lost in the mental imagery of their shared encounter. Against his better judgment, he wanted her, and the intensity of that longing was a fire that burned within him. As he reached his peak, he climaxed with a raw intensity that left him panting, his cum splattering onto the steering wheel and dashboard of his car. It was late, the darkness of the night surrounding him, and his mind was a chaotic mix of thoughts and desires. Sleep eluded him, and the weariness in his eyes was a reflection of the internal turmoil he was wrestling with. His eyes were sunken, dark rings underlining the exhaustion that had settled into his features. He had hoped that indulging in his desires would bring him some semblance of relief, but the image of Sarah and the memory of their encounter were relentless in their grip. His thoughts turned back to her home on Willowbrook Drive, the very place that had become a symbol of his desires. He knew he couldn't escape the pull, the magnetic draw of her presence. With a mixture of longing and desperation, he found himself back in that familiar location, parked in the shadows as he looked up at her house imagining what she was doing. To his surprise, the light in Sarah's bedroom came to life, illuminating her figure in the unobstructed window view. His heart quickened as he watched her move around the room, slowly removing her clothes, her naked form a provocative silhouette against the backdrop of the night. It seemed impossible, yet there she was, like an ethereal vision that he couldn't ignore. And then as quickly as she appeared she was gone, hidden from his view. The sight of her, the way she moved, it was as if she were urging him closer, drawing him into her orbit once again. His resolve wavered, his desperation growing, until he made a fateful decision. He turned to his vices, sniffing a bump of speed, the sensation a sharp jolt that seemed to heighten his senses and sharpen his focus. With a newfound determination, he headed towards her home, the broken light in the cul-de-sac a familiar marker guiding his way. The pull of desire and the memory of their connection had become too powerful to resist. He knew he was walking into uncharted territory, but he was driven by an unfiltered need that he couldn't deny—a need that was pulling him inexorably towards Sarah's presence once more. Chapter 3 Eric's steps were cautious and deliberate as he moved around Sarah's house, the weight of anticipation and desire guiding his every move. His fingers brushed against the gate, and it creaked open in response, granting him access to the space that had become an obsession in his mind. In the backyard, he noticed the back door cracked open, slightly ajar. In an odd stroke of luck, he entered, as if a hint of invitation that seemed to beckon him further. With a mixture of curiosity and need, he pushed the door open and silently stepped inside, his senses attuned to every sound and movement. His footsteps were measured, a prowling figure moving through the darkness of her property. The tension in the air was palpable, a mixture of uncertainty and the irresistible pull that had brought him to this point. His thoughts were consumed by the desire to find her, to be near her once again. As he ascended the stairs, his ears caught the sounds that sent a jolt of excitement through him. Moans—soft and sultry—filled the air, the tantalizing symphony of Sarah's pleasure echoing through the quiet of the house. The realization that she might not be alone intensified the urgency of his desire. With each step up the stairs, Eric's heartbeat quickened, anticipation building as he followed the alluring trail of Sarah's moans. As he approached the familiar doorway, his heart seemed to match the rhythm of her passionate cries. The room was dimly lit, shadows playing across the walls, casting a sensuous veil over the scene that was about to unfold. As he peeked into the room, his breath caught in his throat at the sight before him. There she was, Sarah, sprawled across the bed, her naked body illuminated by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted in ecstasy as her fingers moved with a graceful urgency, tracing the contours of her desire. The air was thick with the heady scent of arousal, a mixture of sweat and the sweet essence of her need. Her chest rose and fell with each labored breath, her breasts swaying with the rhythm of her movements. Her legs were spread wide, knees slightly bent, granting him an intimate view of her most vulnerable moments. She held a sleek vibrator, its surface slick with her juices, as she guided it between her thighs into the velvety pink folds of her pussy. Her fingers worked with urgency, her desires guiding her movements. The delicate hum of the vibrator filled the room, a symphony of pleasure that echoed her escalating moans. As his gaze lingered on the intimate act unfolding before him, Eric felt his arousal surge to life. His breath grew shallow, his heart pounding in his chest as desire coursed through his veins. He watched, captivated, as Sarah's body responded to her touch, the delicate arch of her back, the way her hips rocked in time with her rhythm. As Sarah's fingers guided the vibrator, her moans crescendoed into a desperate plea, echoing the very words she had spoken before to the nameless man who had taken her with a raw intensity. "Oh yes! Please fuck me! Please!" Her voice trembled with need her words an unfiltered confession of her longing for the stranger who had once consumed her thoughts. In that pivotal moment, the weight of recognition settled heavily on Eric's shoulders, and a slow smile of understanding curled at the corners of his lips. He realized that those were the very same words he had commanded her to say as he fucked her. Those words that had been etched into his memory, the echo of her plea replayed in his mind over and over again, each repetition stoking the fire of his desire that led him here. The sight of her lost in her own pleasure, unfiltered and unashamed, ignited a primal fire within him. At that moment, he became acutely aware of the magnetic pull between them, of the shared longing that bound them together, urging him to step closer to her. Chapter 4 As he watched, he had an overwhelming desire to bridge the gap between his memory and reality. With a mixture of boldness and aching need, he stepped into the room without a word. As he moved closer, his fingers brushed against the fabric of his jeans, feeling the bulge of his arousal. He had to know, had to feel her in the flesh, to take her and claim her once more. Sarah's world was a haze of unadulterated pleasure. Her fingers moved with increasing urgency, the vibrator's rhythm a steady pulse that echoed the pounding of her heart. She was on the precipice, teetering on the edge of an orgasm that promised to consume her in waves of ecstasy. Unbeknownst to her, Eric's gaze fixed on her as she surrendered to her desires. He watched as her body arched, the tension building within her like a coiled spring. Her moans were a symphony of need, each sounds a reflection of the raw intensity that coursed through her veins. And then it happened—the climax she had been yearning for, the release that had been building with each desperate stroke of the vibrator. Her body convulsed, pleasure cascading through her in a rush of sensations that rendered her momentarily breathless. Her back arched, her fingers gripping the edge of the bed as her cries filled the room, a crescendo of ecstasy that enveloped her completely. Amid her orgasmic rapture, a new sensation brushed against her consciousness—an awareness of a presence, a gaze that lingered upon her. Her eyes fluttered open, and as the haze of pleasure began to dissipate, her gaze locked with his. There he was, Eric, the stranger from her fantasies, standing before her with a mixture of desire and awe in his eyes. For a brief moment, time seemed to stand still as their eyes held each other's gaze—a shared recognition of the intimacy that had unfolded. Her breaths were ragged, her body still tingling from the aftershocks of her climax. "It's... it's you?" she whispered, her voice a mixture of disbelief and desire. The unmistakable sight of his muscular frame and strong presence left her in awe, her emotions tangled in a web of lust and longing. Eric's voice, laced with a raw hunger, confirmed her suspicions. "Yeah, it's me," he replied, his gaze unrelenting as he took in the sight before him. Her naked form, flushed with passion and vulnerability, was a sight to behold—an embodiment of the desires that had burned within them both. His lips curved into a seductive grin, a reflection of the connection they were building, the desires they were openly acknowledging. "You were thinking of me just now, weren't you?” She didn't shy away, didn't avert her gaze. "Yes," she admitted, her voice tinged with a raw honesty that sent a thrill of excitement coursing through him. As if propelled by an irresistible force, Sarah's movements were deliberate and yet driven by an urgency she couldn't deny. With her heart racing and her desire guiding her, she rose from her position on the bed, her body gleaming with a delicate sheen of sweat. The beads of moisture clung to her skin, catching the light and giving her an almost ethereal aura. "I… I left the back door open for you," she said, both begging for his approval and an admission of her surrender. His eyes roamed over her, hunger evident in his gaze. "God, you're fucking hot, you naughty little slut," he muttered, his voice dripping with a mix of admiration and lust. His steps brought him closer, his presence commanding her attention. The space between them pulsed with anticipation, a current of desire that refused to be ignored. His hands, large and possessive, gripped her tear-drop-shaped breasts. His fingers squeezed her flesh, pinching and twisting her sensitive nipples. Her gasp mingled with a moan, as the pleasure of his touch made her drip with desire. With a boldness that matched his, her hand replaced his on his jeans, her fingers tracing the outline of his bulge. Her hand moved up and down on his girth, its length and thickness seemed bigger than she remembered sending a chill down her spine. She gripped his arousal against her hand, and bit her bottom lip, releasing a faint moan reflecting the effect she had on him. "Feel how hard you make me," he murmured in a husky voice, his breath mingling with hers in the intimate space between them. “You want to feel my cock thrusting into you, don’t you?” The words were a statement of fact, a testament to the raw desire she had ignited within him. Her nod was a confirmation, a silent admission of her longing. "It's…getting hot in here," reaching out, she took his hands in hers, the touch sending a thrill up her spine. "I’m going to take a quick shower,” she said looking back at him, her hips swaying with an allure he couldn’t deny. “Care to join me?" she asked, her voice a sultry invitation that hung in the air. The invitation was clear, the barriers between them crumbling with every passing moment. Without hesitation, he nodded in response, a silent agreement that spoke of the passion that awaited them. As Sarah turned on the shower, its soft hiss filling the bathroom, Eric wasted no time in shedding his clothes, revealing the raw hunger that had been building since their fateful encounter. Chapter 5 As his eyes traveled over her body, he took in every contour and curve, his ardor evident in the intensity of his stare. Sarah's naked form before him was a masterpiece. Her skin glistened with anticipation, as the water droplets caressed her skin tracing delicate paths that seemed to beckon him closer. Sarah stood under the cascading water, her body a canvas waiting to be touched. Her hands gently worked the foamy lather across her skin like a delicate caress, sliding down her arm, breasts, and along her most sensual curves. Each stroke leaves a trail of soft bubbles in its wake. The slick soap created a sinful sheen, accentuating every curve and dip, as if to showcase her body's beauty. Eric's hands moved of their own accord, drawn to her supple form. His hands, rough and eager, joined hers, their movements becoming a duet of desire. His fingers followed the trails left by the soap, exploring her contours with a reverence that belied his growing arousal. The shower's steam, the water pelting against the tile, and her soft moans amplified the charged atmosphere, magnifying every sensation as their bodies pressed closer together. In return, Sarah reached out to him. Her soapy hands glided over his chest, feeling every ridge of his muscular frame, her fingers leaving a trail of lather in their wake. As her touch trailed lower, his arousal was evident, his cock hard and ready. With a teasing grin, her hand encircled him, fingers moving with a practiced rhythm as she stroked him clean, lather, and desire to intermingle in a heady blend. And then, as she turned, her soft round bottom wiggled in a gesture that was an invitation. The sight, the promise of what lay ahead, ignited a primal urge within him. As the water cascaded over them, he couldn't help but let his hands trail down, fingers grazing the curves of her rear. Her back arched, her hands pressing into the wall as she pushed her butt toward him. Her coo was a seductive melody that seemed to beckon him closer, a siren's call that was impossible to resist. Her vulnerability was not lost on Eric, his gaze flickered downward, his eyes fixated on his throbbing cock as he pushed it between her legs, their bodies came into contact, his hard flesh gliding along her sensitive folds, spreading her labia open, feeling the warmth of her wetness. The sensation was electrifying. Eric's hands, strong and possessive, found their place on her supple ass, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh with an urgency that sent shivers down her spine. The water cascading over their bodies heightened every sensation, turning their touch into an electrifying dance of desire. And then, in a moment that spoke volumes of dominance and need, his hand came down in a sharp slap against her ass, a collision of flesh that reverberated through the steamy air. Her breath hitched as the stinging sensation mingled with the overwhelming arousal that pulsed within her. Her body responded instinctively, her hips pressing back against him in a rhythmic dance, the slickness of her skin leaving a trail of wetness against his hard form. The friction between them was a heady cocktail of sensations His voice, a seductive growl that sent shivers down her spine, filled the air. "You want this cock deep inside you, don't you?" His words were both a question and a declaration, a challenge and an invitation that drew her deeper into their shared desires. His grip on her ass tightened, his fingers digging into her flesh as he pulled her against him with an urgency that left no room for doubt. Chapter 6 His words, raw and unfiltered, hung between them like a confession of their mutual attraction and the unspoken fantasies that had consumed their thoughts. "Fuck, you’re sexy! I couldn't take my mind off of you, and now I know why!" The intensity of his words hung in the air, a declaration that cut through any uncertainty she had. Sarah's heart raced, the admission electrifying her senses as she sought to understand the depths of his desire. As he slid his cock into her inch by inch, the sensation of him spreading her open, filling her, provoked an unrestrained chorus of moans from Sarah. The pleasure was exquisite, a blend of overwhelming fullness and undeniable pleasure. Her voice crescendoed into a desperate symphony of longing and surrender. "Oh god,” she said moaning as his hips pressed into her, “Tell me... tell me why?" The question held an unspoken plea, a request for a glimpse into his yearning. And then, his response—honest and direct—left no room for misunderstanding. His voice carried a husky intensity as he replied, "The way you looked in the moonlight. The way you responded to my touch. The way you begged for more. The way you surrendered to me. I've never been with a woman who made me question myself and make choices against my better judgment. It consumed me. I wanted to see you again, to feel that fire between us once more. I couldn't get you out of my mind, no matter how hard I tried.” The weight of Eric's words hung in the air, each syllable resonating with a depth that left Sarah breathless. The way he spoke, his vulnerability laid bare, melted the barriers that had held her heart captive. Her body quivered, with each word, her yearning intensified. As her hips began moving into him with a fervent urgency, her wetness heightened, creating a friction that mirrored the intensity of their unfiltered connection. The sensation of his long, rigid tool slowly sliding in and out of her increasingly wet cunt sent shockwaves of pleasure through her. Her body arched and bucked, moving in harmony with the waves of pleasure that swept over her. With each movement, each bounce of her hips, she reveled in the sensation of being claimed by him, a willing participant in the unfiltered intimacy that bound them together. Eric's words carried a possessive edge, a declaration of his dominance that bound them. "Now, I want to hear you beg to be fucked by me again!" The authority in his voice resonated with a commanding allure. "Please... please fuck me! I need you so badly!" Her voice trembled with a mix of urgency and fervor, each word a testament to the depth of her craving. Her moans were a primal response, a plea that transcended language, a declaration that she was his, completely and unapologetically. With those words, their bodies collided in a rush of urgency. His thick cock thrust into her sopping wet cunt, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through them. The wet slap of their flesh against each other punctuated their desires as he plowed into her, unfiltered and raw. "Slap, slap, slap"—the rhythm of their bodies seemed to mirror the cadence of their desires. Her voice was an unfiltered expression of ecstasy, her moans punctuating every thrust as their connection intensified. He pulled her upright, his arms wrapping around her as their bodies moved together. His fingers found her hardened nipples, tugging at them with an urgency that sent sparks of pleasure coursing through her. His stubbled chin grazed her neck as he kissed her, each press of his lips was causing her to moan for more. Chapter 7 Sarah could feel her climax building within her like an unstoppable force, her sensations heightened to a fever pitch. Eric’s thrusts became more urgent, pressing her into the cold stone wall, her breasts and cheek meeting the unforgiving surface as his hands pinned hers above her head. Her body bucked against him, inviting his powerful thrusts to penetrate her core, each one driving her body into the wall as she surrendered to the intensity of their connection. His voice, husky and commanding, found its way to her ears amidst the cacophony of their passion. "You want it rough, don't you, Sarah?" His words held a mixture of challenge and promise, a reflection of his understanding of her unfiltered longing. She felt herself drawn into his web of dominance, her cravings exposed and laid bare. The words tumbled from her lips, fueled by the intoxicating cocktail of lust and submission. "Yes! I want it rough!" Amidst the rush of sensations, her voice rang out in a crescendo of need and desire. "Fuck me harder! Take me! Make me yours," she screamed, her words a raw reflection of her unfiltered yearning. Eric, driven by a heady mix of pleasure and power, pounded her into the wall. Sarah's fervent cries, her explicit pleas for more, fueled Eric's desire further, to explore the boundaries of her lust. Eric's hands gripped her hips with a newfound strength, his fingers digging into her flesh possessively. With a primal intensity, he increased the pace of his thrusts, each movement driving him deeper, and his hammering rhythm became more frenzied. With each powerful movement, she cried out, her voice a symphony of desire and pleasure. "Yes! Oh God, yes!" She moaned loudly and begged for more, her words an encouragement for him to be rougher. As their bodies moved in sync, he shifted his angle, each thrust now punctuated with deliberate force. "You're mine. Mine to take, mine to pleasure, mine to fuck as hard as I want." Her response was an affirmation, a declaration of her willingness to be claimed by him. "Yes, fuck yes!” she moaned, her words a fervent affirmation of her willingness to be claimed by him. "I'm yours. Take me." Eric's actions intensified, his dominant grip on her tightening. With a swift and forceful motion, his hand met her ass in a resounding slap, the sting mingling with the surge of pleasure that coursed through her veins. His fingers wound through her hair, gripping it with a firmness that bordered on possessive. With a rough tug, he pulled her head back, exposing the curve of her neck, vulnerable and open to his advances. The sensation of his bite, a fusion of pleasure and pain, marked her flesh, leaving an indelible imprint of his dominance. Amidst the symphony of their shared desire, his grunted response was a primal declaration, a guttural affirmation of his power over her. "I'll make you feel things you've never felt before, slut" he growled, his voice a rough and commanding presence. His words were a promise laced with lust. Sarah felt herself teetering on the edge of a precipice, her body trembling with the promise of release. Her pleas grew more urgent, her need reaching a fever pitch. "Don't stop, please don't stop!" she screamed, her voice a mixture of urgency and longing. The unbroken rhythm of his thrusts, the magnetic pull of his dominance, fueled her arousal to a fever pitch. The mounting tension within her body was a symphony of sensations—each touch, each movement, a crescendo of pleasure that ignited her nerve endings. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" she cried out, her voice raw with need Eric's voice cut through the haze of pleasure."Fuck yes, you are!" he growled, his voice rich with a possessive fervor. "Your gonna cum knowing that you're my slut!" His words carried an unmistakable weight, a reflection of his control over her pleasure, his claim on her very being. "Then," his voice was a seductive promise, "you're getting on your hands and knees and going to suck on my cock dry, you cock-hungry whore." The vivid imagery of his words mingled with the raw need pulsating through her, a tantalizing invitation that awakened her most primal desires. Her response was passionate, an affirmation of her unfiltered longing to submit to his commands, to fulfill his every desire. "Yes," she panted, her voice trembling with need, "yes, I want to…I want to be yours in every way." As Sarah's body pounded against the shower wall, the power of his thrusts and the aggression of his words only deepened her arousal. The combination of sensations pushed her to new heights of pleasure, her screams a testament to the intensity of her climax. As her climax approached, every fiber of her being was consumed by the impending explosion of pleasure. Her muscles tensed and quivered, her breath became ragged and unsteady, and her nails dug into his skin as if seeking an anchor in the storm of sensation. At that moment, as her body hurtled toward the edge, she felt an overwhelming surrender wash over her. The climax exploded within her, shattering her moral compass as she shuddered in the throes of pleasure. Her screams filled the space, a symphony of ecstasy that was punctuated by her adoration and her longing for him. At that moment she knew that she was his to command. Chapter 8 In the aftermath of Sarah’s climax, Eric's throbbing cock pulsated with intensity. Their bodies remained entwined, Sarah still impaled on his massive rod, grinding her into the wall. "You fucking liked that, didn't you, slut?" His words were charged with a mixture of arousal and satisfaction, a reflection of their unfiltered passion. "Mmm hmmm," she panted, her body still quivering from the intensity of her orgasm. The sensations still echoed through her, a reminder of the uncontainable pleasure they had shared. His words carried a sense of triumph as he continued, "You've never cum that hard before, have you? I can see it in your face. The desperation." "No, never! I thought I couldn’t cum with anyone... until…until you." Her admission was a raw confession, an acknowledgment of the impact he had on her and the journey she had embarked upon to understand her desires. Eric's response was a mixture of understanding and satisfaction, his voice tinged with a sense of validation. "I knew it," he murmured, his words a whispered acknowledgment of the truth that had now come to light. Her response was a mixture of truth and vulnerability, words that tumbled out as she grappled with the depth of her feelings. "I think I have always needed a man like you... a man to control me, claim me... own me." The realization hung in the air, a powerful affirmation of the connection they had formed and the unfiltered honesty that had become the foundation of their encounter. As Eric's large cock continued to grind into her, the waves of pleasure continued to course through her body, eliciting moans of pleasure from her lips. "Are you ready to show me, Sarah?" Eric's voice was a potent blend of command and desire. "Show me how much a good girl likes to please her man?" "Yes," she responded without hesitation, her voice a mixture of eagerness and surrender. He released her, and she slowly descended to her knees, her gaze fixed on his huge, throbbing member. The scent of her juices lingered on his flesh, a reminder of the intimate connection they had shared. Her hands wrapped around him, and her lips parted wide, ready to fulfill his request and prove her willingness to embrace every aspect of their unfiltered desire. Chapter 9 In that intimate moment, Sarah's hands gripped his throbbing cock, her touch attuned to the rapid rhythm of his heartbeat. Her tongue traced a path along the length of his shaft, a sensual exploration that ended at the tip of his meaty head, where the signs of his arousal glistened. The taste of his salty essence on her tongue elicited a moan of pleasure, her lips parting to guide him into her warm, wet mouth. She created a tantalizing rhythm, her lips wrapping around him as her other hand stroked him, intensifying his pleasure. His grip on her wet hair became a commanding force, guiding her movements with an urgency that matched the building desire within him. The primal dance of force and surrender played out as she took him into her mouth, the sensation of her gagging only adding to the intensity. Her eagerness was palpable, a testament to her willingness to embrace every aspect of their shared desire. Eric feels his balls churning as her head bobs up and down on his cock, pleasure coursing through him with every movement. His breathing grows heavy, and he can't help but let out a low, guttural moan as her warm mouth works its magic on him. "Fuck, your warm mouth feels so fucking good," he groans, his hands cradling the back of her head, his fingers gripping her hair into a tight ball as he holds on to the sensation. As the intensity builds, he can feel the edge approaching. His hips begin to move involuntarily, rocking involuntarily deeper and deeper her mouth as his arousal becomes overwhelming. He's lost in the sensations, every flick of her tongue and every squeeze of her lips pushing him closer to the brink. And then, as the pleasure crescendos to an almost unbearable peak, he can't hold back any longer. His voice erupts in a primal cry as he yells, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum on your face!" The words tumble out of him, a raw expression of his need, and the moment hangs in the air like an electric charge. The urgency in his words matched the urgency in his movements. As he pulled her head back, her eyes gleamed with a mixture of satisfaction and anticipation, her mouth open, her tongue extended and ready to receive him. He watched with a mixture of fascination and desire as his release shot into her mouth, splattered across her face and chest, the ropes of cum caking her skin like a thick creamy frosting. Her eyes and lips were adorned with the evidence of their shared ecstasy. In a moment of intimacy, she guided the remnants of his cum to her lips, which parted slights allowing her tongue sensually lick away the traces of his release. Her words were a whispered confession, a reflection of her unfiltered desire. "You taste so good, lover!" "My... My name is Eric." At that moment, his confession of his name carried a deeper significance than the mere exchange of information. It was a revelation of his identity, a stripping away of the anonymity that had shrouded their initial encounter. "Hi Eric, my name is Sarah," she said, sensually with a smile. His confession of his name had ignited a spark within her, validating the intensity of their connection and transforming him from a faceless stranger into a tangible reality. The knowledge of his identity fueled her desire to submit to him fully, explore the unfiltered depths of their shared passion, and embrace the possibilities of what lay ahead. Her lips, still moist from the shared intensity, wrapped around his softening cock enveloping him in a blend of heat and wetness. With each subtle suck and pull, she coaxed out the final traces of his essence, her lips, and tongue caressing his flesh with an undeniable sensuality. Her movements were deliberate and unhurried, a testament to her desire to savor every moment of their intimate connection. As his cock gradually softened, their connection deepened. She stood up, the water cascading over them as she began to soap him down. The tactile intimacy of their actions spoke volumes, each touch an exploration of the desire that had drawn them together. And then as quickly as that she disappeared. Sarah looks into Eric's eyes, a mixture of curiosity and understanding in her gaze. "Eric, when you broke into my home last time... why didn't you take anything?" she asks, her voice carrying a blend of curiosity and vulnerability. He meets her gaze, his expression contemplative. "I felt guilty," he admits, his voice tinged with a hint of regret. "I took your chastity...and I felt that was enough." The honesty in his words resonates with her, a revelation that tugs at the strings of her heart. Unable to contain her feelings, Sarah takes a deep breath and looks into his eyes. "Eric, that night... you showed me a side of myself I didn't know existed. It wasn’t just the orgasm, it was you, your control, your command of me. The pleasure you gave me was like nothing I've ever experienced. I want you, Eric. I want to be yours, completely." His eyes darken slightly, his breath hitching at her boldness, a spark of excitement flickering in his gaze. A slow smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Is that so?" he responds, his voice a low rumble that matches the intensity of her own. In the charged atmosphere, their unspoken connection crackles with electric tension, desire weaving through the air like a spell. And then, as the anticipation builds, she leans in even closer, her voice a sultry whisper. "Will you stay with me tonight?” she adds, "I'll make sure to show my appreciation... in more ways than one." Eric meets her gaze with a smirk, his own desire evident in his eyes. "Oh, I have no doubt you'll make it worth my while," he replies, a mixture of confidence and playfulness in his tone. He wants her as much as she wants him, and the chemistry between them is undeniable.

It was the only the fuckin’ curiosity when I intented to open some note book I found on one the Cafeteria’s tables. Inside, it was written LINA RAMI with big red letters,….. “Hmmm, it is for Lina!” as she was my classmate, she was in average tall, white with blue eyes and dark brown hair, about her ass;yeah, it was fine and big but she wasn’t showing off her sexy parts of her body as other girls do. In fact, she was Muhadjaba (Muhadjaba= A girl with an Islamic head-cover) but she wasn't covering her hair completely. I thought that I should give it back to that nutty complecaited girl but again “ A tiny look won’t trouble!” so I quickly paged the note book…..But “wait a minute!” I read (his dick)! What? Am I drearming? “I must read the whole story” I whispered. I hide it in my pocket and ran to the College Library to read it there, and here is the whole story: “ Monday, 9th of August 2004, my cousin “ Omer” came from town to live with us cuz he is attending the scholarship to join university and ………………………………………… I didn’t see Omer for more than 5 years since th…………………………… Omer is handsome guy with nice chin covered by milimetred hair like pins with broad shoulders and……………………………..” I turned the page to find that statement “his dick” and I found it, “ it was 3:00 am when I decided to go to bed, the air-conditioner was working, though; the night was so hot that I took off my bras and wore my favourite thin yellow shirt that shows off clearly my pinned cute nipples, I took off my skirt and kept wearing the pants letting the cool air tickling my pussy and ass. But, it was useless! I couldn’t sleep! Then I heard some sound! It was my room’s door, as I saw a ghosty person got in quickly and shutted the door. As he was approaching I heard his voice, it was “ Omer”! he said in a very low voice: “Lina! Darling! Are you awake?”. I didn’t reply. However, he put his hand on my leg and he started rubbing it as he put the other hand on my right hip trying to find a way to my cunt then I insensibly turned to let him examining it, at that moment I was feeling hotter as Omer was instigating me. Then he grabbed my pants as I helped him to do that and he took my lotion bottle and put a little on my butt and especailly around my butthole then he put his middle finger in my anus, this time I couldn’t take it anymore! I began to moan like a hungry pussycat then he lowered his face to my face, sticking his mouth on my lips and started kissing & sucking as he kept {fingering} my anus, I didn’t know what to do as the fire of love spreading all over my body burning my butt, pussy, tits, neck and face then he stood up to undo his trousers and I quickly put off my shirt letting my brown hair waving on my bare body. Then, he joined the bed with me letting my hot sweatie body lying on his and I kept on sucking his tongue as he was hugging me firmly. “yeah, Habibi! Make me feel horny!” I begged, then he pushed me and nestled his face on my wet shaved pussy. He started licking and biting the lips of my pussy as I was crying to find a way to come down the spark of lust and orgasm that I was feeling. I cried with a glee; yes it was the greatest feeling I ever had felt! The hot liquids oozed out of my hungry poor pussy and Omer seemed to be enjoying the taste of it. After that, Omer stood on his kneels holding HIS DICK! I was dumbstruck by its size; it was terribly huge and so well erected like a dagger. “ Lina! I want you to try it” pointing at his scary circumcised cock. “don’t worry! Come take a suck!”. At first, I hesitated but anyway, I hold it tightly and opened my mouth to let it in and gradually I began shaking it as I was tasting it (it was like a hot alittle bit salty sausage), I was sucking it harder and faster. Omer was groaning and sighing: “Ahhh, Babe! Suck it harder”. I was scractching his left buttcheek with my nails giving him hornier feeling, for that every moment I was feeling that his cock was growing stiffer in my salivy mouth then I felt his precum was flowing from his balls through his dick and finally ejected to my mouth. The taste of his slimy cums were strange but not bad. In fact, I loved that taste! Anyway, his cock didn’t stop shooting that white viscous drops, they were splashed over my face, chin down to my neck and bare chest.. It was great! After that, we lied together on the floor and Omer was hugging me from my back, I could feel his cock tickling my lower half of my body, Omer was rubbing my boobs and pinching my nipples like someone trying to tune a radio. I lost the control on my self, he was trying to fuck me…. “God, I’m gonna lose my virginity” I could do nothing to stop him doing that. At the contrary, I want him do it to feed my sex hunger cuz it was really cool shit sensation. But I was scared of the horrible size of his dick. Its tip was big like a butt of an (Arabain coffee cup). I prepared my pussy to occupy that new visitor but suddenly Omer chose my oily wet ass. “God’ it hurts!” I cried as his 17 cm dick was penetrating my asshole gradually, every centimetre entered the pain was increased more and more until I felt his balls touching my buttcheeks. I was crying as he put his hand on my mouth to silent my cries and ahs as the tears were bursting over my cheeks out of my eyes looking helpessly at Omer’s dick, he was fucking me harder and harder as his balls were spanking and slabbing my arse, it was a real torture. Our hearts were beating thousand beats per minute and both were twisting on each other like two ancient greek wrestlers. His dick was enlarging my butthole with every pulse. “do you want it harder, do you feel it, sweetheart?!” he asked, “ yeah, I feel it” I cried. Then he pumped his full spunk into my ass. We both howled with a shiver feeling a real fantastic pain in my rosebud ass. Wow, I didn’t know that sex gives the one a fablous sentiment like that. Then Omer turned my face to him and kissed me a deep long kiss “ I love you, sweetie girl” Omer said that with gasping voice and wore quickly his clothes and left the room. With my ass being sore and I was still lying on the ground motionless looking at the clock it was 4:30 AM, the whole thing lasted for one and half an hour. What a wonderful minutes they were! Then we used to have sex over and over again and the most interesting thing is when the cums trickled out of my ass! WOW!” As I finished reading all that I closed the note book and …… Shit! I realized that my underpants were sunk with cums. That girl made me cum!! How lucky that Omer is!!!

Captain Nick called at noon on Sunday advising he had spoken to Cindy about doing a photo shoot in Melbourne for her and that he was coming down the following Saturday for some site inspections and to plan out the shoot with her, he was hoping that we four might be able to have dinner on Saturday night. Jan excitedly said she would talk to Cindy and they would make the arrangements. I spent the afternoon washing & polishing the MG and as I was finishing up Jan came out the back with a tray of afternoon tea; I said you sounded excited to hear Nick is finally coming to town. I am she replied, but he is staying at Cindy’s house as they need to work on her next photo shoot. Oh what’s the photo shoot all about cause I thought that’s what you guys were doing up in Sydney the other weekend. Yes dear Sydney was predominately her swimwear range. Apparently our clothing guru has just finished a lingerie range and she tells me it is very sexy & turns mothers into Milfs. Sally said Nick is going to introduce her to his contacts down here as she wants the photographer to pose the models in the state rooms of some big luxury yachts & motor cruiser’s, he is planning on using some older male models in some shots, like a successful & wealthy sugar daddy. You know, big boys toys. Any way Nick believes we won’t need to go out on the water he says it will be warmer doing the shots inside the factory & any rain won’t destroy the day. I noted Jan had said we, when discussing the models but I let that slip by for the time being and discussed their plans for Saturday night, where by Jan informed me that Cindy & her agreed that they should introduce Nick to Peter & Sally, I see, what else were you girls scheming up Jan?, we weren’t scheming anything Jim, it’s just that Nick was so nice to us we want to show him a good time whilst he’s here, you’ve spoken to him I thought you was interested to play as well so what’s the big deal. Nothing Jan I guess now a dates been set perhaps I’m just a little nervous any way you will have to set up the guest room for Peter & Sally if they are coming to town. As if on que Peter was on the phone asking to talk to Jim, hey man guess what? Well I can tell you’re excited, has Cindy been on the phone about next weekend already? Err: No Peter said, but I’m ringing to talk to you about next weekend, I’ve got a big favour to ask of you he said. Oh what’s that mate Jim replied; well you’ve finally convinced us to join you in the sports car world, really, what have you done Peter? Sally & I have bought a Red 1972 Triumph TR6 this morning & I would like you to come up next weekend in your MG & take some photos of them for us, I’ve got a spot picked out at the river. I’ve got it all planned out & you need to bring suite & Jan needs an evening gown for the sunset pictures, I know it’s been done before but it’ll be amazing with our cars and girls all shinny & polished, I want some of Sally in her bikini washing the car on the lawn too. What do you say mate, can you do that for us next weekend? Err Pete you know I’ll take all the photo’s you want but we’ve got plans with Cindy on Saturday night she’s got that Captain Nick coming in from Sydney, bloody Jan’s all excited about it I know that much. Oh I see, well how about I get Sally to talk to Cindy, If its ok with you obviously, why not all of you come up here for the weekend I can throw some stakes on the Barby fire up the spa & make a night of it, do you think this Nick fella would be in to a bit of fun with the girls or do we need to tell them to bring their swimmers with them. Oh mate I thought Jan had told Sally all about her modelling trip to Sydney, Nah this bloke is right into all our stuff, he DP’d Jill on his boat with his crew man, and in that case we could invite some of the old gang over and have a real party. Well Peter easy, I’ll leave it up to Jan to tell me what we are doing on the weekend, I’ll pass the phone over to her, catch you later mate. I finished my cuppa & left Jan on the phone to Peter whilst I went to put the car away in the garage. By Monday night Jan, Cindy & Sally had their plans for the coming weekend all worked out, Cindy was picking Nick up Friday night, Saturday morning they would go off to make arrangements with the boat builders for her photo shoot & then venture onto Murray Bridge & meet us at Peter & Sally’s home. Jan & I would drive up on Saturday morning, we would inspect the TR6 and start taking some photo’s as requested. During the week I recharged the camera batteries and checked all the equipment in readiness for the weekend, the girls and Nick continued to talk on skype making plans that suited every ones needs & Peter polished his TR6 to a high shinny finish. Saturday morning came, Jim & Jan set off early arriving at Peter & Sally’s house in time for breakfast eager to get started on the photography Peter had requested, Sally was wearing a light sundress and as she went through the back door Jim notice that the dress was see through when the sun was shining through, he noticed that she had a push up bra & “G-string on underneath the dress, although dark in colour he was not able to distinguish the colour. Jan was wearing a pair of cut off shorts & a white tube top. Peter instructed Jim to follow the TR6 out to the Murray River location he had picked out. Leaving the bitumen, Peter slowed to just twenty kph to avoid kicking up stones or covering the car in dust, they soon pulled on to an open area on the bank of the river, Jim noticed a few ski boats passing by, the skier waved at the girls whom waved back. As Jim unpacked his camera Peter suggested that they photo both cars & girls together, placing Jan & Sally in one car at a time sitting on the back shelf with their feet on the rear seat with him in the driver’s seat as a way to start off. Then he wanted Sally behind the wheel of the Triumph & Jan likewise in the MG. Photos were taken of the girls climbing in & out of the cars leg first, then of Sally looking under the bonnet head turned sideways with a cheeky smile, also bent over looking in the boot with the morning sun shining thru her dress her panties clearly visible, when Peter was satisfied he suggested we return home for lunch & then continue with the girls washing the car on the back lawn in their bikini’s. We were about to drive off when Peter stopped climbed out of his car walked over to Jan & I suggesting I might like to drive the Triumph home & test her out. We exchanged cars and as I slipped behind the wheel of the TR6 Sally said Oh this is nice I get to ride with you and I politely responded; yes you might get to ride me if you’re a good girl. Sally broke out laughing, so as I changed out of first gear into second I allowed my hand to slip of the gearshift onto Sally’s leg & my hand continued up to her crotch until it rested on top of her pussy, Oh I’m not used to the gearshift I declared. Aren’t I the lucky one she said and as she seemed very receptive I left my hand there until the next gear change, this being a forward motion I returned my left hand to the steering wheel until it was time to upshift into fourth. Only then did I repeat my original action returning my hand to her pussy ensuring I massaged her clit as I did so; Sally promptly slid a little further down into the seat spreading her legs accordingly allowing me better access. We played this game all the way home until we parked the car on the lawn at the rear of the house where by she turned her head & reached over to kiss me sliding her tongue into my mouth & rubbing my cock through my pants at the same time, Peter came around the back tooting the MG’s horn thus putting a stop to our little game. Whilst the girls went to change into their Bikini’s, I readied my camera and Peter went off to prepare a bucket of soapy water with Jan being the first to come back to the cars wearing her yellow “G-string bikini and suggesting I might just watch as our car is still nice and clean to which I replied that Sally might need a hand to finish off the TR6, but in the mean time she could play drinks hostess. As Jan went off to the bar Peter arrived with the water & detergent followed by Sally in a hot pink “G-string bikini that hardly covered her pussy and which gorgeous tits were spilling out of. As Peter directed the photo’s he wanted Sally moved around the car posing for various shots, washing the wheels, leaning over the boot hand stretch out in front of her we took photos of her cute arse wrapped only the hot pink string up her butt, tits squashed hard up against the boot lid faced turned sporting a cheeky grin. Whilst in this position Peter grabbed the bucket of soapy water tipping it on her back and as she turned to squeal with the shock of the cold water he splashed some on the front of her, Ah that’s the look I want he claimed, now come to the front please and lay back on the bonnet, no sit above the mudguard and drape your foot over the side so that the headlight is the centre of attention between your legs, I take a few more photos in this position before Peter has Sally removing her top and then ultimately removing her “G-string completely. After this series of Photo’s we stop for drinks before Peter asks Jan to help Sally complete the car washing, he asks me to continue to photo the girls Sally thinking it wasn’t fair her being the only one nude moved up to Jan, pulling her into an embrace & started kissing her full on the lips ensuring to wipe her wet body all over Jan, when Jan started to visibly respond to these advances Sally pulled on the strings attaching Jan’s bikini allowing it to fall off her now wet body, Sally then turned Jan so that she was standing in front of the Triumph’s bonnet and gently pushed her backwards until her head was resting on the bonnet, slowly the kissing stopped and Sally moved down to nuzzle into Jan’s gorgeous boobs until her nipples were standing straight up hard as rocks, whilst I was catching this all on the camera, Sally moved herself lower until her tongue was sliding all over Jan’s cunt, it took less than ten minutes of Sally’s treatment to bring Jan to a shattering climax, by this time Peter had undressed and moved up behind his wife, joins in in the action as he pushed his cock up into her cunt, whilst placing one hand on the back of her head forcing her face back into Jan’s cunt. Jan had no option but to lay there and enjoy the tongue bashing from Sally’s repeated assault of her until Peter called out he was coming. Once Peter was finished he walked over to the swimming pool & jumped in for a cooling off lap followed shortly by the girls, meanwhile I checked my camera and being satisfied with my work I to joined the others for a couple of hours swimming and lounging. We were careful not to over indulge in the alcohol as Peter wanted us back at the river for some sun set pictures. By six pm we were all dressed to the nines, the girls in short length evening dresses with plunging neck lines, push up bras to enhance their breasts and us men in dinner suits, we returned to the river bank & took several shots of the cars, surprisingly these photo’s looked fantastic, even the one we took of all four of us standing in front of the cars with the lights on just as the sun was disappearing over the horizon, lucky that I thought to bring a tri pod for the camera. By the time Cindy arrived with Captain Nick the photography work was all done and we had just got back, the girls decided to leave the evening dresses on but Peter & I slipped back in to casual clothing so as not to damage our suits whilst attending to the BBQ, Cindy had introduced Nick to both Sally & Peter with beers all-round the conversation was flowing and I noticed that Nick had relaxed and had all the girls centre of attention as he went through the day’s activities. By the time Mary, Frank, John, Sue and Trevor arrived everything was prepared for a fun night and we had moved outside to the patio dinner table, Carol arrived some thirty minutes later profusely apologising to Sally for being late and immediately downed a glass of champagne asking for a refill and by the time she had caught up on the day’s activities she had downed three glasses in about twenty minutes. The beer drinkers other than Trevor had moved onto wine by the time the main meal was served and as they took their places around the table it was clear Nick was holding the attention of the girls as he sat furthest away from the BBQ in between Cindy and Jan with Carol, Sue, Mary and Sally sitting opposite him. Trevor & Frank sat deep in their own conversation, leaving Peter & I at the BBQ. Occasionally I would notice Jan look up at me and give a broad smile before turning her attention back to Nick and his story telling. I noticed Nick’s hands were below the table and the sultry look on Jan’s face made it fairly obvious to me that she was being pleasured by Nicks hand down the front of her nickers whilst he carried on with his conversation. Dinner was served, Peter held conversation for a while explaining to anyone listening about his Triumph & the days photo shoot, with some of the girls asking Sally and Jan about the poses and clothes etc. Mary dropped her fork on the ground and on the premise she was reaching to pick it up she climbed out of her seat and dived under the table to come up onto Nicks lap reaching into his pants and pulling out his cock only to start giving him a beautiful head job, not to be out done Sue was under the table in two minutes flat pulling Peters cock out and into her beautiful mouth, this brought laughter to almost everyone else, Trevor decided to make himself useful and offered to refill the drinks, Carol offered to help Sally retrieve the sweets from in the house, ten minutes had passed by, the sweets had not arrived & I ventured into the kitchen to see what the holdup was, Carol was sitting on the bench, her dress hiked up & Sally was bent over, busy between her legs eating pussy so I snuck up on them with my cock hanging out and as I flipped Sally’s skirt up over her back my cock sought out her juicy cunt, as it found its way into her hot love canal Sally murmured into the depths of Carol and I began banging away. Reaching around the front of Sally I grabbed a hold of one nipple and tweaked it whilst rubbing the tit bringing more murmurs Carol saw what I was doing and started offering directions suggesting to rub her clit, pull hard on the other nipple, in doing so Sally seemed to gather more enthusiasm until Carol was screaming her big O had arrived. Not wanting to cum so early into the evening I pulled my cock out dropped to the floor and liked that pussy like a starved dog on heat to bring Sally to a screeching Holt as her body rocked with the power of her own orgasm. We tidied ourselves and took the sweets outside to the dinner table. By now several people had forgone sweets and were in the spa having exchanged partners Nick had Jan sitting on his lap in the reverse cowgirl position laying back with her head lying on his shoulder one of his hands was playing with her tits whilst the other was below water and by the smile on her face her eyes barely open I assumed his hand was busy with her pussy again, meanwhile Sue had come up to me placed herself sitting down on the tables edge she leaned back spreading her legs stating that I could get better desert right here as she pointed to her juicy cunt, I picked up a spoon full of cream from my plate aimed at her pussy and quickly slapped the spoon on her vulva trapping the cream up against her pussy adding a strawberry to the cream I stated now it looks like a desert I might enjoy. Dropping from my chair to my knees I poked my tongue out and began to lick the cream spreading it up and down I put one hand on her chest and pushed her backwards till her head rested on the table then lifted her legs placing them over my shoulders to rest on my back whilst I continue my assault on the strawberry & cream pie, reaching for another spoonful of cream I wiped more over her nipples, lifting my head momentarily I saw Mark across the table and called for him to try Tit cream as I called it. With the spoon still in my hand I decided to up the ante and began to insert the spoon handle into Sue’s dripping cunt, the cold handle sending shivers up her spine, Mark watching every move whilst he sucked & licked the nipples removing the spoon once again I loaded it up and looked up at Mark asking if he would feed some to Sues mouth, when he nodded his head I reached over and wiped the spoon over the head of his cock telling Sue to open wide for her share of the cream. Mark placed the head of his cock to Sue’s mouth and she immediately went to work licking up and down the entire length of his cock until finally he pushed it into her mouth, Mark got excited very quickly and continued pinching her nipples, I now slid my cock into her wet pussy with one long stroke and as my balls slapped her arse I looked back to see that she had indeed taken the full length of Mark down into her throat taking the opportunity to once look around the room I saw that Nick had climbed from the spa making his way to the bar whilst Jan was kissing Peter, I was surprised that Nick left Jan alone in the spa with Peter until I saw him pick up a jar of petroleum Jelly open the lid& wipe a large amount all over his stiff cock and arse placing the jar back on the bar he returned to the Spa and resumed his seat next to Jan and Peter then reaching over to Peter Nick whispered something in his ear, Peter nodded his head, stood up and lifted Jan from her seat embracing her for another kiss. At this point Nick reached out to Jan’s hips and gently eased her back to his lap, I noticed Jan start to squat, stop turn to look at Nick with a smile on her face then slowly ease herself down onto his lubed cock, Jan said nothing but wondered why Nicks cock was pre lubed as it slid into her pussy, when fully down Nick began to stroke in and out slowly then pulling Jan further back until he could kiss her, as he did Peter moved forward between Jans legs positioning his cock at the entrance to her pussy when she felt the tip of his cock at the entrance she broke her kiss with Nick, he stopped prodding Jan whilst she looked at what Peter was about to do, Nick reached around the front of her taking a firm grasp of her boobs holding her back against his chest, Peter slid his cock across the top of Nicks spreading the jelly onto himself prior to lining up with Jan, then slowly he applied pressure to Jan her flower slowly opening to receive him. As Peter continued he leaned down to Jan and stuck his tongue into her mouth as he kissed her hard, it appeared as if the pressure being applied to his cock was similar to the pressure being applied to Jan’s lips Nick pinched her nipples hard just as Peter bottomed out in her cunt, resting for only a minute or so then the boys slowly started to stroke in and out of Jan’s cunt helped along with the aid of the petroleum jelly. With Jan’s tits being abused by Nick, Peter decided to place one of his hands on top of Jan’s clit, no sooner had he done this and Jan orgasmed and could be heard all over the house, bringing to the attention of most others that there was a show going on in the spa. Jan was having continual orgasms; the next thing we see is Cindy wanting in on the action, she climbed into the spa forcing herself in between Jan and Peter she pushed her cunt up in front of Jan asking her friend to eat her muff. Peter was struggling to concentrate and slipped out leaving Nick to do the screwing all by himself until he heard Cindy in the throes of excitement Nick had stopped stroking and waited for Jan to finish her job on Cindy before pulling out Nick then ask Jan to follow him out of the spa and over to a jolly jumper which had been set up under the outdoor patio, somehow he managed to get Jan in the wing set up, her legs spread wide, her hands bound up high on the swing so that she was in a sitting position but not actually siting on a seat allowing full access to both her holes, being a gentleman I offered the Jelly jar to Nick so he reapplied more to his cock & lubed Jan bottom thus confirming he indeed intended to have her anally, aiming his cock at Jan’s arsehole as he handed me back the jelly jar, took a hold of Jan by the tits massaging them once again as he slid ever so slowly into her an inch at a time until she was fully impaled, only then did he retract until only the head of his cock remained within her bowels slowly he manoeuvred Jan in and out whilst his hands moved around and around her beautiful breasts. We the onlookers taking full advantage of the situation were watching a great show whilst girls were stroking the nearest guys cock and guys were fingering the girls, all eyes focused on Jan and Nick, as this show became too much for Trevor he needed to join in so walked up to Jan and in his usual smug way asked if he could join in, only when Jan opened her legs wider did Trevor step forward offering his cock to her open mouth, Jan proceeded to bend forward raising her arse slightly higher whilst taking Trevor completely into her mouth, as Jan started sucking Trevor’s pole Nick smiled at him. Obviously Trevor was over aroused for he lasted less than five minutes before cum could be seen escaping from Jan’s mouth, done for the time being Trevor retracted from the show and was immediately replaced by Frank sliding his cock straight into her very open and slippery cunt having only minutes before been stretched by two rather large cocks. It took a little while for the three of them to get into a rhythm and whilst they were doing that I too rubbed petroleum jelly onto my cock and right hand, placing the jar on the table I snuck up on Nick leaning into his ear I asked him how he was enjoying my wife and as he started to respond with fabulous, I placed my right hand on top of his bum and said that’s good as I inserted two fingers up his hole. Well I said you don’t mind if I occupy myself whilst Jan’s taking good care of you guys do you and with that I pulled my fingers out of his arse and pushed my greasy cock straight up his arse to join the rhythm with Frank looking into my eyes a big smile on his face, I’m not sure if Jan knew I had joined in the show nor cared we were having a great time I thought and Nick didn’t seem to mind that like he I was an arse man too, although I’m not sure if he generally was a taker of just a selfish giver, but tonight I was ensuring he received as good as he gave. Slamming my cock home as hard as possible was all I was concentrating at that moment wanting to split the famous Captain Nick in two, I reach around his waist taking hold of his right nipple I squeezed as hard on his nipple as my fingers could manage bring a cry for help from Nick as I rough handled this man until my balls swelled and released a gallon of jism up his well-used arse. Jan had almost passed out as she felt Trevor and Nick unload into her shortly after. We separated and gathered our composure with an ice cold drink we watched the other couples going at it. Cindy had been summoned by Nick to clean his shaft and arse, and then told to lick Jan’s drenched pussy ensuring it was cleaned ready for him to go down on her again. I thought doesn’t he know there are plenty of sexy women here waiting for a turn at him, but no he seemed fixated with my Jan. I retired to the spa and was joined by Carol shortly after, allowing the water bubbles to massage my body whilst talking to her about the earlier day’s photography; she asked if I would be available sometime to take pictures of her & her husband making love as they wanted to have some memories of themselves for later in life. Carol suggested they wanted a video as well as still photos and I said that could be arranged but I would need either Jan or Peter to assist me to operate one of the cameras to ensure we captured everything. I then felt Carol’s hand grab my cock and she started to gently stroke it up and down the whole shaft, feeling these sensations produced a hard-on, I reached around her and pulled her closer to enable our lips to meet and as I slid my tongue into her waiting mouth I heard a slight gasp of breath escape her mouth. Carol and I made out in the spa whilst my body recuperated, Jan eventually had had sufficient of captain Nicks pleasure and joined us in the spa, it took only a few minutes of conversation between the three of us before Jan sat on the edge of the spa and pulled Carol face first down into her pussy, as I sat back to watch the girls I thought about how much use my cock had during the day and wondered where I might find the strength to carry on.

Jason’s Diary BEING A GAY Hey my name is Jason, you can call me Jay. I’m a straight man, having a girl friend, and everything was going on normally unless for one day, that day changed my whole life forever, it warned me that I was living an illusion, I realized that my whole life, my whole idea about my self that I am sexually straight was a big lie. It all started at one day, me with my girlfriend Jena, and Buddy my best friend with his girl friend Traci. We all together decided to have group sex at Buddy’s place. Everything went on so normally, I fucked my girl’s pussy (Jena’s), Nena sucked Buddy’s cock, then we exchange the girls, I fucked up Nena , Buddy licked Jena’s pussy, stuffed his fist inside her pussy, everything was going on so well, at last of the party, me and Buddy stood up the girls were at our feet, we started scrubing our cocks, until it comes out , we washed those bitched with our cum and they were so pleased and satisfied with that, the cum was streaming all over their faces, then they went on sucking our cocks that were oiled all over with cum. At the end the girls took shower together then they left. Now alone in the appartment me and Buddy laid on the sofa so tired, so numb. Then I stood up and went to have a shower to refresh myself, when I was naked in the bathroom suddenly the door opened and Buddy’s face came out, he looked at me curiously while I stood staring on him, there was a silent moment then Buddy quickly pulled his head out from the opening door space and quickly apologize, kept on saying ‘I’m sorry, I am so sorry I didn’t know you were inside’. Only then unconsciously I said : “ it is ok, why don’t you come in ? to have shower together”, slowly the door reopened and Buddy came in. he looked at me then he said: “ are you serious?” I answered “ yes, why not?” he said “ well…why not? there is nothing wrong with that?!” Then Buddy began putting off his clothes, his shirt first then his pants, finally we were both naked together, unwillingly I went on my knees and I began sucking his flabby cock, but as his cock touched my lips it erected and became like a rock , my hand was doing the handy job, my tongue was licking his cock up and down continuously, my saliva covered his cock making my lips slipping on so easily. After all that sucking and licking, Buddy pulled his cock out of my m outh, he stepped to the bathroom cabinet, opened it and took a small white can, I didn’t know what was inside it or what was Buddy doing? Until he opened the can, it was a skin care crème can, he took some of it with his hand then polished his cock with it until its color became all creamy white, he took some more with his hand, stepped behind me and I was still in the kneeling position, he greased my asshole with it, then he took his rightful position, put his hands on my hip and with a single push, Buddy slipped his creamy cock all inside my ass, we both yelled with extreme ecstasy. That was just the beginning, Buddy, gathering his strength to continue pulled out his cock a little then pushed it in again and so on, pushing in and out in and out again and again, I was sighing all the time as Buddy was doing his job. At first he was soft and calm, pushing his cock so softly, but later he began to accelerate, spanking me brutally, then he became so wild and aggressive pushing in so deep and so fast the words just came out of our mouths,” AHH, YEAH, OHH YEAH”, but later as Buddy continued his wild sadistic fuck,all what I was able to hear was the sound of his testicles spanking my ass periodically, I felt so sick, I sighed all the time just waiting for him to stop that torture, but he didn’t, I felt that if Buddy continued any more that my ass wanna explode,I said to myself that, I’m not going to bear this anylonger, I hardly could spell the words” PLEASE STOP, PLEASE, ENOUGH, ENOUGH, STOP IT, PLEASE” but Buddy refued to listen to my appeal, he went on doing his nasty job. Insensable time passed on in that way, me knees on the wet floor and Buddy behind me fucking my ass. Times, he is so calm and so cool, others he is so wild and furious. Suddenly he stopped,I realized that when he pulled his dick without sending him in again as usual. I turned my head back towards him and looked at him curiously, he was sitting on the wet floor,his white creamy dick is now bloody red. I gathered my strength miraculously, I stood up, limped towards Buddy, my cock was flabby, I grasped his long sexy hair, pulled his head towards my cock, but Buddy amazingly chose the testicles, he licked them, he squeezed the scrotum from behind, so my testes swelled forwards, he put them inside his mouth like the bitches. By that time my cock had become rocky,I shook it wildly, then I asked Buddy with a calm voice to suck my cock and that was what he did. He spot some saliva on my glans,hold my cock with his fist then he began the sucking. He stuffed the glans inside his mouth, sliding his fist up and down over my cock, he seemed to me so focus, so satisfied in doing that. Then a thought came to my head, I said to myself ‘ it’s my turn to stuff my cock in his ass’. I pulled my cock out, I sat on the floor, with my legs spreaded out widely, this time without telling him anything, Buddy with a fast intuition understood what was going on, I was trying to fuck him and that was what he didn’t mind. He turned his back to my face then he began sitting down slowly, as my glans stuffed deep inside his asshole, we both felt a terrible pain, ‘AHH’ we both yelled, I was unable to stuff it any deeper, I turned around and I found the crème can just beside me on the floor, I picked it up quickly and asked Buddy to lift his ass up alittle, he slowly lifted it up. I took some of the crème and put it allover my cock, then I took alittle more and anoint his asshole, then I asked him to sit down again. This time was different, as he sat down my cock went deep inside his ass so easily so softly, we both yelled again but not of pain but because of the tremendous ecstasy. Buddy based on the floor with his hands and I put my hands under his thighs then we proceed, I began lifting his ass up and let it down softly, up and down, up and down. It was a pleasant jumping game, we sighed all the time. We were too slow but so filled with ecstasy. Then without a reason we stopped but that wasn’t the end, we just changed the plan, Buddy stood up, I creamed my cock again, Buddy turned 180 now we are facing each other. There were some towels hanging from the towel hanger nearby me, I stretched my arm and picked them, I lay on the floor, put a towel under my head and another under my hip, again without saying anything, Buddy sat on his knees, grasped my cock with his fist, pointed it towards his asshole, then he managed to balance over my rocky erected cock. Too smooth, to easy, with one push, my cock stuffed deeply inside his ass, then Buddy bent his body over me, his chest became adjacent to mine, our faces were close to each other, we both were able to feel the hot breaths of each other, at that moment we began. My hands were squeezing Buddy’s ass as it was moving up and down and my cock was sliding inside, Buddy’s cock was scrubbing my belly, our testes were hitting each other violently, I could hear the sound of his ass as it slided down over my cock spanking my laps. Suddenly without and warning we kissed each other by mouth, my tongue licked his, our lips kissed each others so warmly, we shared the same saliva, for me that was the utmost moment. Later while we were kissing, fucking, I felt something, I quickly realized that it was the time, I pushed Buddy a little backward and calmy said, ‘ ohh, ohh, now, now’, Buddy quickly understood the message, my cum was in its way out and that what Buddy couldn’t miss. He quickly rose up, and took a step back, his knees on the floor and his face facing my cock, he began scrubbing my cock so fast, sighs were coming out from my mouth, and as the first cum shot went out I yelled ‘ ohhh’, a second cum shot came later , a third and so on. When I opened my eyes I found Buddy’s face completely washed up by my cum, his lips, nose, alittle on his hair. Without wasting any time, Buddy stood up, I kneeled in front of him facing his cock with my mouth widely opened, he began scrubbing his cock and it was a matter of seconds when the shower began wahing me up. The first cum shot went straightly inside my mouth, the second followed it quickly, I closed my mouth gargling the cum, mixing it with my saliva, as I opened my mouth to have more some cum-saliva slavered over my chin, the third cum shot went over my forehead, the forth on my cheek, the last went over my upper lip. When the shower ended, Buddy kneeled before me and we start kissing each other, licking, gargling the cum of each other. That was ‘as they say’ the happy ending of the story. That day changed my whole life forever, I was straight, now I am not, nowadays I am a bisexual person, I have sex with both men and women, young boys and chicks. But I usually prefer to have sex with men rather that with women. May be you would ask, why Jason did that, why he decided to have sex with his best friend, Buddy, after a straight sexual festival?. The answer is that, Jason felt sick from fucking women, he fucked many women in his life, at last he became bored, it became too normal for him, for that reason he wanted to change, he wanted to try something new, something odd, that he didn’t have tried it before, for that reason he did sex with Buddy. It was a successful experience. My advice to you is to try it whether you’re male or female, for one day try to do something new, try to be a gay or a lesbian, and in case you are originally a homosexual try to be straight just for one time in your sexual life, you won’t lose anything and then you would have the choice to repeat the trial again or not?! It is up to you, would you try it???????

Shared with Sperm: Amanda Used? Part four Chapter 9 “The Day After” The alarm on my mobile phone woke me and I sat upright, feeling definitely worse for having only a couple of hours sleep on the couch. I dressed and went to the back bathroom again to straighten up my head. I got myself breakfast as quietly as I could and was ready to leave 20 minutes after getting up. As I left, I paused outside the bedroom door but couldn’t hear anything at all. I assumed Matt and Amanda were sleeping peacefully after fucking themselves senseless all night. I hate working Saturdays at the best of times, but it was even harder to go to work leaving my girlfriend in our bed in the arms of another man. My day at work dragged on and I must admit I found it hard to keep my mind on the job. At lunchtime I almost phoned Amanda to see what she was doing but resisted the urge as I didn’t want to seem too jealous or controlling. At about 4:30pm I got a text message on my mobile. “Having dinner with Matt 2nite, c u later, luv A” "Fuck!" I thought. "Oh well, it’s started now, I'll just have to wait and see how it all turns out." I knew that I had taken a big risk with our relationship by introducing another man into the sexual side of things, and I hadn’t had the slightest idea how it was going to go. The way it had slipped right out of my control the night before had surprised me. Having thought that the biggest risk was Amanda not liking the idea, I hadn’t figured on her embracing the freedom to fuck other men quite so readily! When I finally got home the place was dark and empty. Amanda’s car was in the garage so I guessed she would be back by taxi later. I mean, I hoped she’d be back by taxi, I wasn’t sure I felt like having Matt back here again just yet. All I wanted was some space alone with Amanda. Walking into our bedroom I was immediately aware of that distinctive smell of sex and I noticed that the bed was left unmade. All the sheets and pillows were bunched up in the middle. I opened the bedroom window to let in some fresh air and started to strip the sheets off the bed. My curiosity got the better of me and I spread both the sheets back out across the mattress. The light blue cotton was stained and discolored with multiple spots, splashes and smears of body fluids spilt the night before, and most probably, I mused, from today whilst I was at work. “Matt, you asshole”, I thought, but then realized I could hardly just blame him. I mean, Amanda could be a fucking horny bitch sometimes, and once she got switched on she ran hot and hard until the motor died….sometimes several days later! I changed the bed linen, had a shower and made some dinner. I didn’t have much of an appetite and TV was all shit that night. I had a few beers, but that only made me more depressed. As 11:00pm came around I began to wonder if perhaps I should be worried about Amanda and if she was safe. “Fuck her!” I said out loud to myself. She and Matt are probably booked into some cheap motel somewhere, his big, plum-headed cock buried up to his balls in one of her hot, willing orifices. Even so, and despite my jealousy, I realized I was getting turned on by the thought of them together and so I grabbed our photo album from the bookshelf in the lounge to check out Amanda’s lingerie photos and maybe replay the night before in my mind. Leafing through the album I couldn’t believe my eyes. The photos I’d shown Matt the night before were all gone! What the fuck was this? Why had Matt taken them? I mean, who else could have done it? I got up and went into our bedroom and checked the shoe box on the top shelf in the walk-in wardrobe. In this box I kept the negatives and all the other prints of the more explicit photos I had taken of Amanda. The negatives seemed to all be there, but I realized that some of my favorite photos of Amanda; her spread out on the carpet with my cum splashed over her tummy and tits; her standing, staring at the camera with a sultry look on her face and her pink-chequered cotton bathrobe fallen open exposing her wet, naked body; her kneeling with my cock in her mouth; another showing her holding out her tongue to reveal a pool of thick white sperm gathered on it; they were all gone. This was getting stranger. Amanda must have given the photos to Matt; I doubted that he would have known where they were without her showing them to him. What the fuck was going on? I double-checked and all the negatives were there, but about 10 photos in all were missing. I sat down to think about it. Perhaps Matt just wanted some souvenirs to take back with him and wank over when he was alone at night in the Single Men’s Quarters? But then I remembered what I had overheard him say as I watched them fucking through the bedroom window the night before. Maybe he wanted to shop the photos around to the other guys he worked with, perhaps even use them to pimp Amanda to other miners as good value sexual entertainment on their days off in the city? My head was spinning as tiredness, jealousy and too many beers conspired to make me less certain of anything regarding Amanda, Matt and the current situation. I decided enough was enough, packed it all away and went to bed. I was awoken sometime later by the sound of a car pulling into our driveway. The motor kept running and I heard a door open. Music spilled out into the night along with several laughing male voices. Cheery choruses of “Goodnight, Mandy”, “See you again soon” etc. sounded in the still night. I heard Amanda laugh and say goodbye. She sounded quite a bit drunk and definitely giggly, the sound of her high heels on the driveway showed she was a little unsteady. I quickly slipped out of bed and moved to peek out between the closed curtains of the front room window. There was Amanda standing in the beam of the headlights as the car began to slowly roll back out of our driveway towards the road. She looked absolutely stunning in a short, tight black ultra-miniskirt, thigh-high, lace-topped black stockings, high heels and a hot-pink satin top. I was shocked as Amanda had never worn that top out before without a jacket or bolero as with the thin shoulder straps her bra straps would unavoidably show. Yet, here she was, quite obviously without any bra on at all, the satin fabric clinging to the shape of her beautiful firm tits; her nipples hard and protruding pertly against the silky cloth, visible even from where I was watching. In fact, I had never before seen Amanda dress so blatantly like a slut, and I was mesmerized at the sight of her. She stood there swaying slightly and pouting towards her audience in the receding car like some nightclub stripper in a spotlight. As I watched, she turned around and looking back over her shoulder at the car, deliberately dropped her handbag. She slowly bent forward at the waist, the motion gradually hitching up her skirt and exposing the lacy tops of her stockings and the pale flesh of her well-toned legs up to her hot, shapely ass. The driver slammed on the brakes and all four leered out at her through the windshield. I now recognized Matt in the front seat, but I had no idea who the driver and the other two guys sitting in the back of the car were. Aware that she now had the fully rapt attention of her audience, Amanda stepped a little to one side, and, keeping her legs taunt and straight, assumed a classic “A” pose. Looking back between her legs, Amanda reached up and around, grabbed the top of her thong, and slowly dragged it upwards between her ass cheeks, undoubtedly accentuating her pussy lips if not actually splitting them. I couldn’t see the view from where I was, but it must have been very fine indeed as Matt and the other three guys in the car all cheered and whistled lewdly. Amanda quickly stood up and spun round, a little unsteady in her high heels, and put her finger to her lips in a theatrical “Ssshhhh!” before indicating towards the house with her thumb. The guys protested at her finishing her display so quickly, but Amanda just shrugged and waved goodbye so the car began to back out of our driveway again. She blew them a kiss as it swung out on to the road and they drove away. I stepped back from the curtains as Amanda turned and picked up her handbag and began to rummage through it for her front door keys. Moving quickly back into the bedroom I glanced at the clock radio next to the bed and was surprised that it read 3:49 am. ‘You dirty little tart’, I thought to myself as I climbed back into bed. I had no fucking idea what she’d been up to since I’d left for work that morning, but I was damn sure she hadn’t been out playing Monopoly! My mind raced; should I face her now when we were both tired and drunk or just let it go until the morning? I “bravely” decided the best idea was to just feign sleep and worry about asking the hard questions of her in the morning. Through the still night and the open bedroom window I heard Amanda fumble her keys at the security door, drop them and swear to herself with a little laugh. She finally got through both the screen and the front door, but was really noisy shutting and locking them in some vain, drunken attempt to try to be quiet. I lay in bed facing the bedroom doorway with my eyes not quite shut; pretending to sleep as Amanda dropped her bag and keys down next to the bed, took off her high heels then crept crookedly across the bedroom to our ensuite bathroom. She slipped inside, closing the door behind her, and switched on the light. Minutes later the toilet flushed and I heard the shower start. I lay there in the dark listening as the sound of Amanda’s showering filtered out from under the bathroom door. Chapter 10 “Slut Unleashed” I must have dozed off because when I woke next it was already morning. Amanda lay on her right side with her back to me, still in a deep sleep, her breathing slow and regular. Even though I should have been pissed off with her behavior from the night before, I couldn’t ignore the swelling of my cock. Waking up with her lying naked next to me, always managed to make my cock rock hard. I thought about Amanda standing in the headlights of the car the night before flashing herself to Matt and his three friends. What did she get up to, I wondered? I put my left hand under the sheet and placed it gently on the top of the curve of her hip. Amanda didn’t stir so I moved it further down over her gorgeous ass and onto the inside of her right thigh. I eased my hand higher until my finger touched her pussy lips. My fingers slid between their warm, wet folds and I easily slipped two fingers into her vagina. A little too easily, I thought, her pussy being very wet and slimy with fluid. Amanda hadn’t showed the slightest sign of being aware of my fingers in her cunt, so I withdrew them and sat up in bed. Gently lifting the bed sheet away from her body I exposed her back and ass. Her left leg was bent slightly and shifted forward supporting her on her right side. The lips of Amanda’s pussy were red and swollen and there was moisture glistening all around the opening to her vagina. I reached forward and gently grabbed hold of her left buttock with my left hand. Carefully I spread apart her ass cheeks, stroking my stiffening cock with my right hand. I was surprised to see Amanda’s normally nicely puckered little asshole, which had never shown any damage, even after the many times I’d fucked it, was looking red and more than a little stretched and used. “Seems like the backdoor has been getting some heavy use,” I thought to myself wryly. Looking at her well-fucked pussy and gaping asshole made my cock stand at full attention, and I started to masturbate harder, trying to imagine how many times Matt must have entered Amanda’s holes the previous day and night. I thought about how only 2 nights before I had been watching through the bedroom window as he pounded his huge cock into her ass. What had finally caused Matt to cum then was Amanda agreeing to let him film her as she was gangbanged by his friends. The thought hit me like truck. Maybe that’s what had happened last night! Perhaps I was now looking at the aftermath of Amanda’s night of whoring herself out to Matt and his fellow workmates from the mines! Who the hell were those three other guys with Matt in the car that dropped her off so late last night? Was my gorgeous girlfriend now just an amateur whore? I was suddenly not so horny. In fact I was pissed off with Matt and I was pissed off with Amanda, but mostly I was pissed off with myself because I had started it all with my own desire to live out a fucking wank fantasy. I pulled the sheet back over Amanda’s ass and climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom. I took a morning piss and decided I may as well have a shower and go and have a coffee at the local caf?I didn’t want to be around when Amanda woke up; I really wasn’t too sure how I would react to her. When I came out of the bathroom Amanda had rolled over so her back was to the bathroom door. She showed no signs of getting up anytime soon or of even being awake, so I got dressed, grabbed my keys and left the house. Sitting in the caf?ating breakfast and drinking my coffee I tried to work out what to do next. I had no idea. I was still no more decided when I returned home. Amanda was in the kitchen getting her breakfast. She turned as I came in and stopped eating to look at me. “Where have you been, Baby, I was worried when I woke up and you weren’t here?” She had an uncertain edge to her voice. The frown on her face showed she was annoyed but there was something also a little bit nervous, almost guilty, in her questioning expression. I smiled back, the way forward from this uncomfortable position presenting itself to me clearly. “I didn’t want to disturb you as you were apparently still in need of sleep, so I went and had breakfast at the caf?Besides, you were obviously going to be too hungover and tired to be nice to me.” Amanda looked at me hard for a second then smiled and stepped forward into my arms. She pressed her face into my chest and groaned. “You are so right, my head is killing me and my stomach does not feel right at all!” Holding her close I thought to myself, “Yeah, and your ass looks like you’ve just sat on a Coke bottle!” I couldn’t help but laugh and Amanda pulled back and looked up at me. “What’s so funny?” she asked, a smile showing through her fake annoyance. “Well, there’s not much sympathy available for people who go out supposedly for dinner then arrive home after 3:30am staggering drunk and flashing their ass off in the headlights.” “Oh shit! Did you see that?” Amanda buried her face deeper in my shirt, sounding more embarrassed than I thought she would. Perhaps she was more innocent than I was giving her credit for being. Emboldened, I decided to broach the subject of the other guys in the car. “Yes, and very impressive it was too. You looked totally hot…and totally slutty! Who were the lucky audience in the car with Matt?” I held her close to me and tried to make her feel that I wasn’t attacking her. “They were some friends of Matt’s; from his work. One of them has a big place in the hills and that’s where Matt took me for dinner. After dinner we all went into town and hit the nightclubs before they brought me home. At least they saved me a taxi fare.” This description of the night was light on detail, but I wasn’t sure how much I was prepared to ask her at this point. She might easily get defensive and her hair-trigger temper could turn the whole thing very ugly. I decided to drop my line of questioning. “Well, you certainly gave them a good bit of compensation for their trouble.” Amanda flinched a little and pulled away from me and went back to her breakfast. “Are you mad at me?” she asked, pausing from eating, but not looking at me. “Have I done something wrong?” “I don’t know.” I answered truthfully, “I believe I am more responsible for what’s happened in the past few days than you are. I started this whole thing by inviting Matt to be a part of our sex life and now I don’t know where I am with you or with Matt for that matter. I don’t really want to see him again anytime soon, but I can’t really stop you from doing what you want, that would just make me a fucking hypocrite.” Amanda didn’t answer me straight away. I could see she was debating something in her head. “So, you don’t want me to see him again?” she asked. “I didn’t say that. I said, I don’t want to see him anytime soon. You are your own person Amanda, you do what you think is right. I reserve my right to accept what you choose or not. Just don’t bullshit me about what’s going on.” So there it was. The chance for her to tell me what was going on; the chance for her to stay as my partner yet still enjoy a broader, more liberated sex life. But I will never know what could have been because she chose then not to tell the truth. Amanda returned to her breakfast, and it was several months before we spoke of that night again. Those months passed by with everything settling back into the familiar routine between Amanda and me. Soon we only really mentioned what had happened between her, Matt and me when we were fucking and Amanda wanted me to tell her what a dirty slut she was! But now I noticed, much to my delight, that Amanda seemed to be much hornier now than I ever remembered her being before. She began “fantasizing” out loud about being a porn star and having groups of men stripping and fucking her, sucking multiple cocks at one time before being made to swallow all their loads of cum out of a glass. Amanda seemed to be obsessed with what it was like to be the centre of attention to groups of horny men and she wanted me to share this. She would keep asking me as she ground herself against me or engulfed my cock deep in her sweet mouth, “You want me to be a slut, don’t you Baby, that’s what you really want me to be isn’t it?” I would always happily agree with her as she would then become an insatiable sex machine as soon as I said “Yes” to her question, doing everything she could to draw my cum out of me, usually finishing by swallowing my cumload then licking and squeezing every last drop out of my poor, over-used cock. I put this amazing increase in her libido down to the greater trust and freedom I had been giving her since that weekend with Matt. Amanda had begun spending every 3rd or 4th weekend at her sisters’ place. This had come about because she had complained about being bored at home alone while I worked on most weekends. She decided that instead she would go to her sister’s on a Saturday morning and come home Saturday night or even Sunday afternoon if she and her sister went out for a drink or to see a movie. I would never have to worry where she was or when she would be home. I didn’t really mind this arrangement as it also gave me some space and I usually spent those evenings surfing porn sites on the ‘net anyway! Her sister’s partner and I didn’t really get on that well, I thought he was an asshole and he probably thought the same about me, so I was glad Amanda could get to spend time with her sister without me getting dragged along for the night. As an added bonus, Amanda was always happy to see me again and was always very sexual after her night away. This all seemed ideal to me and I was totally blissful in my ignorance. All this changed one Saturday evening when I came home from work to an empty house, as usual. This evening though I was feeling a bit lazy, so, after I’d had a shower, I ordered pizza, cracked a beer and settled down in front of the computer to check my mail and maybe see if anyone else had been posting their cumshots on Amanda’s pictures. It was only when the door bell rang and I went for my wallet that I realized I didn’t have any cash! Apologizing to the pizza guy, I ran into the walk-in wardrobe and began rummaging through my work clothes, hoping to find some cash in one of my pockets. When I found none, I turned around and went to Amanda’s chest of drawers and opened her jewellery box, hoping desperately that maybe she had some cash stashed in there. She did. I stood there shocked, staring at an open envelope sitting there in the bottom of the carved and scented camphor-wood box. Picking it out I discovered it contained a bunch of more than 20 $50 notes. An impatient ring of the doorbell and a shout from the pizza guy brought me back to earth, so I grabbed a $50 note and went back to the front door. As soon as I’d got rid of the pizza guy, I dumped the pizza in the kitchen and went straight back to Amanda’s jewelry box to investigate this shock find. I did a careful and thorough search through Amanda’s wardrobe and dresser and eventually uncovered a large manila envelope, unsealed, stashed behind some shoe boxes in the walk-in wardrobe. Carefully opening the flap, I peered inside the envelope. I’d never seen so much money! There were bundles of $50 and $100 notes all neatly folded and held together with elastic bands. I was reeling. Where the fuck had all this money come from? I replaced everything as carefully and as close to how I found it, then went to the kitchen to get my pizza. I sat down at my computer desk and wondered what this all meant. It took me about 30 seconds. I knew exactly what it meant. Matt had followed up with his offer to pimp Amanda out to his work mates, and she had accepted. And judging by the money in Amanda’s drawer, they had struck gold! No surprise really, I’d have paid for sex with her if I wasn’t still getting it for free. Amanda really was totally hot, but a fucking whore too it seemed. However, I still struggled to believe she’d actually agreed to do what Matt had proposed. I had obviously totally underestimated her slutty nature or her desire to make money. Chapter 11 “Surprise, surprise!” I started to think back carefully over the last few months. On recollection, Amanda had been dressing very well and always seemed to have something new on. I was always finding those little plastic tags that come attached to labels on new clothes on the floor in our walk-in wardrobe, but then, Amanda had always been good with her money and was never one to not dress nicely. But this envelope of cash was too much money accumulated in too short a time from any savings or thrifty living. She was definitely selling herself; ass, pussy and mouth. And she had plenty of opportunity to do it. I really had absolutely no idea what Amanda had been doing when she was “at her sister’s.” I never rang her, never checked her stories. I just trusted to her honesty. Well, what a foolish notion that was beginning to appear to be. I decided it was my turn to do something underhanded and totally unethical. Amanda was not very computer literate, so I had helped her set up her own email account only 6 months previously. We both used my computer, so it was an easy task for me to look at her profile, and even open her email. I quickly signed out of my account and signed back into hers. Opening our email program I typed in her username and then, holding my breath, put in the password I had made up for her. It still worked and I found myself looking in her Inbox. Scrolling down the list I was stunned to see how many emails Amanda had received from Matt over the last few months. The most recent one had been sent Thursday, and as it had already been opened, I felt safe to open it and read it. I was blown away by what I read: “Hi gorgeous, Everything is set up for Saturday, but try and be there by 1:00pm. There’s a party on at Jeff’s tonight starting at 5:00pm, so we all want to be finished and packed away before then. We got 18 definite starters but I reckon there’ll be at least 20, probably more once the word gets out. That’s pretty good for you though Mandy, at $100 each you’ll make at least $2000!! Hope you’re thirsty! ;-) Then there’s the video $$$. Everyone up here just keeps asking to see more and more of you! I’ll ask a bit more for access to this one and everyone who’s “cumming” on the day has already paid for a copy! I still can’t believe what hot property you are Amanda, you are a license to print money!! See you on Saturday Beautiful. M XxX” So, sometime 5 or 6 hours earlier that day, Amanda had been making a porn video with some 20 or more men. It was not an easy bit of news to take onboard. I took a swig of my beer. Closing that email I scrolled down the Inbox list and found the first one from Matt. It was dated a few days after she had “gone to dinner” with him and had given her little floorshow on the driveway when she was being dropped off. “Hi Mandy, As I promised you, here we are in our very first porn video!! It’s pretty damn good…even if I say so myself. I’ve haven’t done too much video stuff before, but believe me, you are fucking hot on screen! ;-)) Just click on this link [www.febo.com/mattsvideos/] which goes straight to my web storage account. The password is HotAmanda69. Open the folder called “Videos”. Right click on the “Amanda 1” file, choose “Save As…” and it should download to your Desktop. Be warned, it will take a while to download, it’s well over 30mins long! Let me know if you have any problems, but you should be fine.I probably don’t need to tell you to be careful what you do with the file after you download it, unless you want him to see it! Matt XX” I clicked on the link and put in the password. It worked and I found myself looking at Matt’s online file uploading account. Opening the Video folder I discovered there were not one, but four videos sitting there! They had been quite busy over the last few months it seemed! Matt had been very “creative” and had named each video file “Amanda 1”, “Amanda 2”, etc. I decided to start at the beginning. I wanted to see just what Amanda had been doing all these weeks. I clicked on the “Amanda 1” file and started downloading to the Desktop. It was a pretty large file, my download speed was relatively slow and so I spent the time it was downloading finishing my pizza, cleaning up and having another beer. I had closed the email program to reduce all competition for bandwidth and so I just sat back and waited as the percentage bar gradually filled up to 100%. As soon as it had finished I closed the download page, and went to the video file sitting on the Desktop. Resisting the very strong urge to immediately view the movie, I moved the file into the Downloads folder in my part of the C: Drive. I then logged out of Amanda’s profile and jumped back into mine, rebooted the ‘net and returning to Matt’s download page, started to download both “Amanda 2” and “Amanda 3”. Though slower with 2 files downloading at the same time, I could leave the system on all night and the files should be there by morning. After that I could try and download “Amanda 4” before Amanda returned home sometime Sunday afternoon! My heart began to beat faster as I opened my Downloads folder. There was the “Amanda 1” video file. I double-clicked it and the Media Player opened. End of Part 4 Shared with Sperm: Amanda Used? Part five Chapter 12 “Video Killed the Cuckold” Matt had done a bit of cheesy video editing and had added a black screen opening followed by titling that cross faded over one of Amanda’s lingerie photos that he had been “given”. I felt a slight apprehension as the titling and opening image faded out and a still video capture of Amanda’s smiling face in close-up came into focus. She looked absolutely gorgeous; her long, curly brunette hair pulled up and back behind her ears except for two long curling locks framing either side of her stunning face. Amanda had obviously put a good deal of thought and effort into creating her look for the filming of the video and had applied her make-up, with almost, but not quite, too much eyeshadow and mascara around her deep chocolate-brown eyes and a dark, blood-colored lipstick accentuating her full, inviting lips. She totally looked the part, so she obviously knew exactly what she was about to do. Amanda’s face sprang to life as the video began to roll and Matt’s voice came loud and clear from just off-camera, so he was obviously operating the camera himself. “Hi Amanda,” Amanda looked momentarily past the camera then spoke directly into the lens, “Hi”, came her quiet, shy reply. She smiled nervously and her eyes darted to the left and right, obviously looking at other people in the room with her and Matt. “Well Amanda,” Matt continued, “this is a very special video, because this is your first time in front of a video camera isn’t it?” Amanda just kept smiling and nodded nervously as Matt pulled back the camera focus to reveal her sitting on a very expensive looking, deep-seated leather lounge. He panned down from her face to her body and her nipples showed hard and pert poking against the clingy pink satin fabric of her top. Amanda’s hands were clasped tightly in her lap and her legs were crossed, her black mini skirt hitched up just enough to reveal a strip of pale flesh where her thigh was exposed above the lacy top of her black stockings. Matt continued along her thighs to her knees, then down her calves to her feet in their black stilettos. “My god, you are so fucking gorgeous Amanda,” Matt sighed. The camera pulled out again so that all of Amanda was now fully visible in frame. “Thank you, do you think so?” Amanda smiled again but she still looked very nervous, her head tipped a little to one side and her glance darting away to other points off to the left and right of camera, her smile and eyes flashing momentarily as she seemed to be speaking to the other people in the room. Matt continued, “Yes, I do indeed and so do the other guys here today as you can see. But you’re very special too, aren’t you Amanda? Feeling excited?” Amanda nodded again and shifted her position nervously on the couch. “Well, if you are ready, how about you show us some of what makes you so very special?” Twisting around on the front edge of the couch to face the camera, Amanda uncrossed her legs and spread them wide as she slowly lifted the front hem of her mini skirt to reveal her luscious pussy beneath a neatly trimmed patch of dark pubic hair. The camera zoomed in as Amanda leant back and began fondling the lips of her pussy, rubbing slowly and deliberately up and down between them. Pausing for a moment in order to quickly lick her fingers, Amanda gently inserted her index and middle fingers into her hole. She began to slowly finger-fuck herself, burying them both deep into her vagina and searching for the magic spot. Withdrawing them again, Amanda looked at the camera and spread her cunt lips apart providing an uninterrupted view deep into the wet, pink depths of her hot pussy. All the time Matt continued to give gentle encouragement, saying how hot and gorgeous she was looking. I could hear other comments in low voices as well. Amanda responded by smiling and looked past the camera as she pushed her fingers harder and further into her cunt. Panning up from her pussy, the camera then focused close up on her face. Her pupils dilated with lust, as Amanda was obviously very turned on; either by being in front of a video camera or an audience. She increased the pace of her masturbation; her eyes lost their focus then closed to half shut as she began to moan and her hips began to move rhythmically with her hand as it worked her pussy. The camera view became wider as Amanda’s masturbation became more intense. With her legs spread wide, her shoulders and head pressed against the back of the couch, Amanda held open her pussy lips with her left hand and began furiously rubbed her clitoris with her right hand. She stiffened for a moment, and then her back arched and finally she writhed in intense orgasm. After the waves of passion had subsided, Amanda opened her eyes and looked up at the camera, trying to recover some composure. “Well, that was very quick and quite unexpected!” Matt laughed, “You must be very horny, Amanda.” Amanda looked around her then propped herself up on her left elbow, her right hand beginning to work slowly up and down between her pussy again. “Sorry, I couldn’t wait any longer.” She smiled and again looked nervously past the camera. “Okay then, let’s start. So what do you want to do now?” “I want to taste those,” Amanda smiled and pointed to her right and left. Suddenly a pair of tanned naked legs supporting a good-sized erection stepped in to the left side of the frame and, grabbing Amanda by the right arm, half-led, half dragged her off the couch and on to her knees in front of him. The camera angle remained low and focused on Amanda’s face and upper-body as the still unidentifiable male grasped the back of her head and directed her straight at his erect cock. Amanda opened her mouth wide to receive and engulfed it willingly, but her eyes looked to her left and she reached out as another naked man holding his erect cock stepped into frame. After ten seconds or so, Amanda released the first cock from her mouth and, having already grabbed the second cock with her left hand, pulled it close and guided it into her mouth. She kept stroking the first with her right hand as she alternately sucked and licked the second, her left hand now cupping that lucky bloke’s scrotum. I sat spellbound as a third man stepped up behind Amanda and draped his only half-stiff dick over her left shoulder. It didn’t look too impressive, but Amanda then turned her head and, continuing her handjob work on the first two guys, began giving the third cock a generous serve of her expert oral attention. I knew exactly what that felt like and I wasn’t surprised at all when a short time later, a fully-erect prick emerged hard, shiny and wet from Amanda’s mouth. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any hornier, a fourth man stepped in from the left. He was quite big, overweight probably and had a belly and a large tribal tattoo down his right forearm which was clearly visible as he pulled his thick cock. Amanda turned her head back towards the camera and, still stroking the first two cocks with each hand, offered her open mouth up to the new arrival. He grabbed the back of her head and, in one movement, roughly forced his fat cock deep into her throat. He continued to force her head hard against his belly while the look on Amanda’s face changed from surprise to discomfort and then finally relief as this last bastard allowed her to withdraw his huge cock from her throat. Amanda choked and saliva ran freely from the corners of her mouth as she looked up for a moment at the cock’s owner then, to a surprised exclamation from Matt and the others, engulfed the entire length of huge member again in one swift motion. She then proceeded to impress everyone with her amazing hands-free deepthroat skills on the fat guy’s lucky cock. Matt’s amateur camera work had not still allowed me to see any of the faces connected to the anonymous cocks abusing my girlfriend’s mouth, but as Amanda continued her deepthroat treatment of the biggest cock available, Matt widen the view slightly to take in the whole scene and I saw the face of the third guy as he knelt down behind Amanda. I didn’t know who the fuck he was, but he looked well over 40, and was rather thin with receding hair. He may have been one of the guys in the car that had delivered Amanda back home to me later that evening, several months before. After some fumbling with the zip that ran up the back, he liberated her pretty tits from the pink satin top. Without reducing her attention on the huge cock still in her mouth, Amanda momentarily let go of the first two cocks and quickly freed her arms from the straps of her top, and threw it aside. While the two men standing either side of her began fondling and squeezing her pert breasts and hardening nipples, the guy kneeling behind her pulled his cock with his right hand while feeling up her ass and pussy with his left hand. Amanda squirmed a little and her eyes made a pointless attempt at looking behind her, but all without taking the fat guy’s cock out of her mouth. Amanda continued like this for about a minute before Matt spoke. “Okay guys, time to share the wealth I’d say. Surround her. Let’s see her to do some more of that amazing mouth-work on all of you.” Matt then sternly directed Amanda as all four guys encircled her, each getting an intense 30 seconds of blowjob time before Matt would tell them to move around to let the next one have his turn. All the time Amanda was doing her best to keep in touch with all four cocks; stroking and pulling each of the other three as much as possible whilst diligently blowing whichever cock was currently in her mouth. The guys were themselves freely enjoying all they could of her tits, ass and pussy when not being sucked. Amanda struggled to maintain her attention as every intimate part of her was fondled, squeezed, rubbed or fingered by three sets of hands all at the same time. “Enough of that you bastards, it’s my turn”, Matt announced after everyone had been in Amanda’s mouth at least 5 or 6 times. The camera panned down to Matt’s cock as he stepped in close to Amanda. She looked up and smiled at him as she bent forward and kissed the head of his cock and took it in her mouth without touching it. Her hands kneaded her breasts as she gave Matt a long, slow deepthroat; gradually swallowing the full length of his cock then allowing it to slide out of her mouth until only the head remained. I knew her tongue would be flicking the tender underside of the tip and probing the sensitive eye before she would once again engulf his full length. She did this four times before Matt stepped away. “Ok, fuck her!” Amanda was picked up by either arm and quickly placed back on the couch, her head and shoulders pressed up against its back. She lay there with an expectant look on her face, tits out, her black miniskirt now bunched up around her waist. At Matt’s direction, Amanda raised her legs, still in their lace-topped stockings and stilettos, and stripped off her mini skirt. She then spread them high and wide as Matt zoomed in close. Amanda’s beautiful cunt was swollen and flushed red, the inner labia slightly parted and glistening wet with her lubricant. After a moment Matt stepped back and directed each of the four guys to take their turn. Amanda lay there holding her legs behind the knees, her head tilted against the back on the couch with her eyes half closed and mouth slightly open, as each of the four strangers lined up and poked their cocks into her hot, wet hole. Matt allowed each man a short, but intense 30 second bout inside her before telling them to change over. The effect was a rotating procession of cocks entering, pounding her, then pulling out, entering, pounding, pulling out; and Amanda appeared to be in seventh heaven. She had pulled her legs so far back her knees were either side of her head and her pelvis was raised off the seat of the couch to receive each cock in the continuous barrage. The four ‘nameless’ guys were just about to start their fifth or sixth cycle of turns in Amanda, I’d lost track by then, when Matt suddenly spoke up from behind the camera, “Here, take over Jeff, I want some of that too!” He passed the camera over and the view tilted a bit then refocused and I watched as Matt, who I now saw was also totally naked, stepped in between her stocking clad legs and positioned the huge plum-sized head of his cock at the swollen opening of Amanda’s cunt. He grabbed her ankles and held her legs straight and high while plunging deep into her. She responded to his big cock and deep thrusts with low, animal-like moans, eventually propping herself up on one elbow and drawing Matt’s head towards her so that they interlocked their mouths in a passionate battle of tongues as they fucked. The guy with the camera moved around and filmed from various angles as Amanda’s hips rose off the couch to take Matt’s huge weapon as deeply in her cunt as possible. Matt continued to pound mercilessly into Amanda, thrusting his monster cock deeper into her than anyone had been up to now, his pace gradually quickening and seemingly charging towards orgasm. Just when I thought he was about to empty his cumload into her, Matt suddenly pulled his cock from Amanda’s cunt and stood up. He reached forward and dragged her roughly to her feet where she stood unsteadily, looking a little bewildered and like she had just been on the verge of having another orgasm. Grabbing the camera back again, Matt focused close up on Amanda, her sweaty face, smeared make-up and disheveled hair adding a perfect touch of smuttiness to her usually immaculate presentation. “Okay you dirty little whore, that’s enough of a warm up; time you started earning your fucking money! Let’s see you keep all four of your clients happy at the same time, slut!” Matt directed his cast and the action started to heat up. “Jeff! Sit on the couch mate.” Jeff stepped forward; he was the tanned, dark-haired guy, only about 5’6’’ or so, but with a well-muscled body, and he sat down as directed. I recognized him straight away as the driver of the car from Amanda’s late night out and also as the first cock to have appeared in this video. He looked to be in his mid 30’s but he obviously worked on keeping in shape and he also sported a good-sized erection. He sat there stroking it in anticipation. “Amanda, climb on. No, turn around! Face him! Let him suck on your tits!” She nodded meekly and obeyed, quickly straddling and then lowering herself on to the happy miner’s erection. It slipped easily into her wet cunt and she began to work herself up and down as Jeff sucked hard on her gorgeous nipples, which Amanda held up directly in front of his face. Matt focused the camera for a while on Jeff’s cock as Amanda slowly rode it in and out of her, moaning as she ground herself against his pelvis when she reached the bottom of each stroke. “Ok then, let’s add some more. Mark, climb up there next to Jeff and give Amanda something else to do. Steve, you stand the other side of the couch.” Mark turned out to be the overweight tattooed guy with a cock nearly as big as Matt’s, Steve the older, thin, balding guy with the average-sized cock. They took up their positions and Amanda took hold of each cock, taking Mark in her mouth. Or rather, allowing Mark to push his cock into her face before Steve got close enough to do the same. She continued alternately sucking on and stroking their cocks while Jeff held on to her hips, working her up and down on his shaft. Matt continued videoing this wonderful scenario until Matt spoke again. “Well, that just leaves you and me Dean, and I’m holding the camera. What do you want to do?” “I think I’d like to try out her ass,” Dean smiled back. He was a young man, probably mid- twenties, with longish blonde hair, a goatee beard and a few tattoos and piercings. “Do hear that Amanda, Dean wants to try your ass? Should I let him fuck your ass?” Her mouth full of cock, Amanda only managed a mumble and a slight nod of her head. “Well, I don’t think I will let him. Not until you ask nicely anyway.” “Ask him nicely, slut!” Mark grabbed Amanda by the hair and tugged her off his cock. “Please fuck me in the ass.” Amanda complied. “What, just Dean? What about everyone else? They’ve all paid good money for you too.” “Please, I want you all to fuck me in the ass,” Amanda responded with more conviction. “And you will be a good little cum-slut for everyone?” “I promise I will be very good.” Amanda purred. “You fucking better be, you cheap little whore! They have to get their $20 worth!” Matt chided. Dean stepped up behind her, his cock stiff in his hand. Jeff stopped pumping into Amanda and held still as Dean spat on Amanda’s asshole then spread it around, poking his finger into her anal passage. He wiped a bit on the head of his cock before pushing it up against her backdoor. Dean gradually worked the head against her anus until eventually it surrendered and he gradually pushed his cock deeper and deeper into Amanda’s ass. Having pushed himself in to the hilt, Dean pulled three-quarters out then back in again. Jeff then recommenced his assault on her pussy from below. Amanda moaned as they began to both pump into her, but her sounds were muffled against Mark’s cock invading her throat. With Jeff’s fat member already filling her pussy, Dean’s large cock now began slid in and out of Amanda’s anus, fucking her without regard to her pleasure or otherwise. “Time for a change,” Matt said after a minute or so, “Steve, you’re not getting much over there, swap with Dean.” Steve gladly swapped places and Amanda then had the dubious pleasure of licking her own ass-juices off Dean’s cock. After a minute or two Mark stood up. “I’ve got a better idea,” he proclaimed. “Can you stand up with Amanda and hold her up, Jeff?” Steve pulled out of Amanda’s ass as, hooking his arms under Amanda’s knees, Jeff then stood up, still penetrating Amanda, but even deeper now. “Great!” smiled Mark. “Get this on video Matt!” Mark stepped up behind Amanda, and after giving his cock head a little bit of spit lube, found the fully exposed hole that was now Amanda’s ass and shoved his fat cock in. Amanda let out a yelp of pain but held tightly to Jeff’s neck as the two men proceeded to DP her in the upright position. Matt continued filming from a variety of angles as Dean and Steve also took their turns in Amanda’s now totally stretched anal passage. Every time one of the guys pulled out, another stepped up to take his place. No wonder her asshole had looked like she’d passed a Coke bottle through it when I saw it the following morning, these guys were giving her absolutely everything they had and her anus was really taking a battering! Amanda held on and seemed to relish the maltreatment. Her face showed all the signs of discomfort and pain, but she moaned and carried on like she was having some of the most intense orgasms I had ever seen her go through. The sight of two cocks sliding mercilessly in and out her cunt and anus at the same time had me rubbing my hard cock through the fabric of my pants despite myself. I couldn’t believe was a dirty whore Amanda was being, allowing these guys to just take every part of her gorgeous body in this way, and to also let Matt film it all as it was happening! What had Matt said to her, or was this just her true nature and she had only needed that one night of sharing to let it all out of her normally conservative disguise? No matter now, here she was, performing on video, on my computer screen, right in front of me. I was surprised that Matt didn’t have a go in Amanda’s ass himself; but he just continued to film and occasionally directed Mark, Dean and Steve to change over, ensuring that each had a short, one minute bout of reaming Amanda before stepping aside. After a while he asked Jeff if he wanted some ass time as well. “Yeah mate, but I’m gonna have to sit down, I can’t hold her up much longer!” Matt allowed Mark to have another thirty seconds plugging deep in to Amanda’s bowel before directing Jeff to finally sit down. Jeff stepped back and sank down on to the couch again, lifting Amanda off his cock and tipping her on to her back beside him. Slipping hi body in behind her, Jeff positioned his swollen cock head against her stretched anus, and with one smooth thrust, pushed his entire length completely into Amanda’s well-fucked rectum. Meanwhile, Mark stepped up and proffered Amanda his fat cock, fresh from her anal passage. She looked up at him and opening her mouth wide, leaned forward and took the swollen, shiny head in her mouth. Mark grabbed a handful of Amanda’s hair and began to mercilessly fuck her face. Jeff continued pounding her ass as Amanda lay, stretched out on her right side, being bludgeoned by cocks from both ends. Dean and Steve now stood behind the couch stroking their cocks watching the scene, as Matt slowly panned the video camera up and down Amanda’s supine body; focusing first on Jeff’ s cock stretching her anus, then her gaping pussy, up over her tummy with its pierced belly-button; to her superb tits, all hard-nippled and sweaty; finally to her face as she received Mark’s fat cock in and out of her open mouth, her throat visibly bulging as he pushed himself deep into her mouth. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum soon!” Mark announced, and Matt quickly moved up close beside his left shoulder to film. Jeff unceremoniously withdrew out of Amanda’s ass and got up off the couch, obviously not wanting to be anywhere in the line of fire. Matt focused the camera on Amanda’s upturned face; her mouth wide open, tongue out as Mark furiously wanked his cock just centimeters away from her. “Oh, fuck!” Mark’s cock head began to spew thick streams of hot, white cum. The first spurt missed the target and splashed on to Amanda’s right cheek and into her ear and hair, but then Mark pointed all his remaining ejaculate straight into Amanda’s mouth. Wiping the last cum-drop from his cock on to the tip of Amanda’s nose, Mark stepped back from Amanda. Just in time too, as Steve, who must have started to cum already, quickly pushed his tightly held cock into Amanda’s open mouth and released a huge clump of thick semen followed by three healthy spurts and then some big drops of seminal fluid, the last of which Amanda licked from the tip of his cock head. Jeff stepped in and Amanda turned her head to face him as he stroked his cock towards orgasm. “Ooh yeah”, was all Jeff managed to say just before he too emptied a good six or seven long streams of semen into Amanda’s waiting mouth. Once finished, he squeezed the final traces from his cock, wiping the last droplet off onto Amanda’s upraised chin. “Clean up your chin Amanda,” Matt ordered as Jeff stepped back from her. Amanda raised her right hand and carefully collected the fat droplet of white viscous fluid with her index finger. “Don’t waste it; put it in your mouth, then show me what else you’ve got in there.” Amanda wiped the droplet off on her bottom lip then propped herself up on her left elbow and faced squarely to the video camera, her beautiful big mouth stretched wide open. The view had me transfixed, my hand grabbing harder at my already rigid cock. A thick chunk of opaque semen floated in a cloudy pool of translucent fluid, surrounded by other thick white swirls of jism, All in all, just a huge, turgid mix of strangers’ cum. “Hmm, I don’t think you have quite enough to swallow yet, Amanda, but there may be some more cumming soon. Hang on, here it comes!” Matt stepped back as Dean pushed in and his cock began spraying wildly over Amanda’s face, coating it with multiple spurts and causing her to pull back involuntarily, nearly spilling the mouth-load she held so precariously. At this point I stopped the media player, dragged the cursor back and then stepped it forward manually to see the individual streams as they each splashed in slow-motion on to Amanda’s upturned face. She couldn’t help but screw up her eyes after the first shot sprayed up over the bridge of her nose between her eyebrows, dropping a huge, creamy splodge onto her forehead and laying down a thick cum streamer behind it. The second stream hosed messily against her left cheekbone and just below her left eye. The third and fourth then laid themselves over her nose and upper lip respectively. Some more small spurts actually made it into her mouth, but most of what was left fell against Amanda’s left cheek and bottom lip. I pulled the cursor back to the start of Dean’s assault and then let it run through again at normal speed and continued to watch, unable to stop myself from squeezing my straining cock through the front of my tracksuit pants, but not wanting to cum just yet. After the wild spray-job, Amanda looked a little uncomfortable and started to blink as cum began to run into her left eye. The big chunk on her forehead had already slid into her hairline and sat there gradually blending into her soft brown curls. “Don’t you fucking spill any of that, Amanda, or swallow yet! I know you want to, but I’ve got some for you too! Here, take this Jeff, and hold it fucking steady, I don’t want you to miss any of this.” Matt handed over the camera and Jeff began filming him as Matt stroked his cock above Amanda’s face. Amanda was now looking very uncomfortable with things. Her mouth must have been aching to close and I’m sure she was surprised at the amount of cum she was holding in it and was apparently going to actually have to swallow. Matt continued to wank over her. He began verbally abusing Amanda and his cock visibly thickened and the head became dark purplish and shiny as he obviously got closer to cumming. “You fucking filthy slut Amanda! You should see yourself, you dirty little tart! You look just like the cheap, cum-loving whore you are! Oh, you dirty, dirty bitch!” Matt tightly held the head of his cock over Amanda’s mouth then released his jets of cum straight in under her front teeth and into her nearly-filled mouth. Jeff did well and held the camera steady to perfectly capture each spurt as it splashed in thick streams into the pool of semen already in Amanda’s mouth. “Right then,” Matt said as he shook the last drops of his load off onto Amanda’s face and retrieved the camera. ”Let’s see what you’ve got there one more time.” Amanda once more showed the incredible amount of semen now contained in her mouth. The thick chunk of opaque semen was still floating in a cloudy pool of fluid, but that fluid was now a veritable soup of thick white swirls of jism Her left eye was now screwed tightly shut beneath a small pond of semen and her forehead, nose, left cheek, lips and chin all shone with a slimy coating of cum. “Okay you dirty little cum-slut, fucking swallow it!” Amanda almost looked relieved as she carefully shut her mouth, but she immediately grimaced as she struggled to actually consume the huge mass of cum that filled her cheeks. Her throat worked up and down and a few times she seemed to almost gag, but eventually she managed to get it all down. “Open your mouth and show me.” Amanda obeyed, opening her mouth wide to show nothing but stringy residue of cum on the insides of her pink mouth. “Say goodbye!” Amanda smiled sheepishly at the camera then spoke, her voice sounding uncertain and phlegm afflicted with the coating of gluey cum that must have still remained in her throat. “Goodbye, “she just managed before dry-reaching then gagging and having to quickly clamp her mouth shut. She shivered once and re-swallowed whatever had come up into her mouth again. Matt pulled back to show Amanda as she knelt there naked in just her stockings and stilettos on the floor. After a few moments she brought both her hands up to her face and began to try and wipe off the cum. She cleared her throat once or twice and then looked imploringly towards the camera with her left eye still screwed firmly shut. “May I have a drink please and maybe a towel as well?” Matt just laughed and the video file went to black and finished. Releasing my cock from my track pants and grabbing a wad of tissues, I re-ran the video from where Amanda opened her mouth to show the load of cum she was about to swallow, finally succumbing to pleasure and cumming myself at the sight of her re-swallowing the semen she had just gagged up. It was the most incredible thing I had ever seen. And there were still three more videos files to watch, as well as, eventually, the one she’d apparently gone to do earlier today! I decided I’d not make a big deal of my discovery just yet. I wanted to see just how far my filthy slut of a girlfriend would go. End of Part 5

Recap: I had just got back from screwing my ex. The neighbor has just flashed me her big tits as I'm walking into my house. Part 2 I hurried inside thinking how lucky could I get in 1 day but than to screw all 3 my ex, the neighbor, and my gf. I text my gf I was home and gonna have a snack. I then text my thick big tit neighbor telling her I'd be ready soon. She text back good I can't wait. I got the shower running and got a change of boxers, sweatpants, and t-shirt. I threw my other clothes right in the washer. I showered thinking how crazy this all was but was excited to see if I could screw them all. After I dried off and got dressed, I checked my phone seeing my gf had text back saying ok baby thank you. I got a couple toys around, smoked a joint then text my neighbor I was ready for her. I didn't know what to expect next. I heard the gate close and opened the door before she could knock. There she was her hair blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail wearing some shorts, a sports bra tank top, and white/purple shoes. She grabbed the door and shook her tits at me knowing she couldn't be seen. As she laughed she said hey you been waiting to see if you were home glad I caught you. Oh yeah I said sorta confused shutting the door. Yeah I need fucked and used good she said squeezing her tits together rubbing her hands over her body down to her pussy. So what do ya think wanna beat this pussy she said slapping her pussy through her shorts. Oh fuck yea I said excited as my cock starts to grow thinking of ways to fuck her. I can't resist any longer I dive in burying my face in her big tits, biting and licking them. She moans out yes be a animal with me. I slid a hand down the back of her shorts grabbing a handful of ass. I realize she's wearing a thong my cock grows more thinking of putting the thong in her mouth as I fucked her. My other hand was busy trying to pop one of her big tits out of the tank top. Just as her tit is out and I just bite down on her nipple my phone rings. She moans you wanna get that? No I say with her nipple in my mouth. I think you should she moans. Fine I say breaking away from her. I see it's my gf calling. She pops her tit back in answer it I don't care she said. She looks around the living room as I answer the phone. Hi baby hows it going? I said trying to sound normal. Pretty good just had a short break to call I think this will be another long day she said. I'm trying not to focus on my neighbor finding the bag of toys and stuff I got around. It's ok ill just have something ready when you get home I told her. Ok thank you baby she said. My neighbor walks back over to me drops to her knees and slides my sweatpants down freeing my cock. We locked eyes then she winked as she started to suck my cock into her mouth. She just started off pushing me cock down her throat. I let out a moan as she made a gulp noise. My gf asked if I was ok? Yeah just a bit sore I said moaning a little more. Aww ok baby just go shower and see if that helps you feel better my gf said. My neighbors now deepthroating my cock with ease. Yeah I think that will help too babe, talk to you later I moaned. As I hung up I grabbed my neighbors head by her ponytail and shoved my cock down as far as it would go. I moaned oohhh God I'm gonna fuck you up for that. She made several gulp and slurp nosies before I pulled her off my cock. Drool just poured out her mouth onto her tits as she caught her breath. Oh yes that's what I want that almost hateful sex she moaned still breathing heavy. I grabbed the bag and told her get your slutty ass to the garage now. She gave a slutty whine and said we can't fuck in here? No you squirt and she doesn't now get out there I said slapping her big ass. Well what if I don't squirt? She said trying to compromise. Then I won't enjoy myself and there's no point to fucking you. Good point sir I need you to enjoy yourself she said bending over for another slap. I slapped her ass and out the door we went straight to the garage. I went over in front of the car setting the bag down and grabbing a few ropes. I threw them over a roof beam over the cars hood. She saw the ropes and started stripping her clothes off throwing her shirt and shorts on the work bench. Then she walked over to me wearing just her black thong and shoes. As she pressed her tits and body up against me she moaned what are you gonna do with these sir? This slut I say as I reached my hand up grabbing her pussy pushing her on to the hood. She laid back laughing some as I made her spread her legs wide open. She squeezed her tits together as I held her ankles. I slid the ropes around her ankles holding her legs wide open then she stopped laughing. I grabbed my whip, she tried to say something but I grabbed her throat pushing her back down. As she looked up at me I told her this is what you wanted slut as I whipped her stomach and tits. I held her throat as the look of pleasure washed over her face. I whipped her over and over till her face was turning colors and marks popping up. I finally let go as she pushed herself up on the hood moaning oh fuck yes as she rubbed her pussy through her thong. I whipped her tits and body more as she screamed out finally she screamed I'm cumming. Her pussy started gushing juices through her thong. Fuck yes now that's what I wanted to see I growled at her. Hearing her juices drain off the hood was music to my ears. She was still breathing heavy holding herself up on the hood, she looked at me and said smiling what's next I need more. Good then lay back down slut I told her pushing her back down with my whip handle. She stared at me till she was flat on her back on the hood. Legs wide open, soaking wet thong, marked up tits and body already I was enjoying this way more than my ex. I grabbed the bag of toys put it next to me on the ground. Next I grabbed her thong, feeling her soaked pussy I tightened my grip. She tried to lift her ass off the hood and moan do it rip them off. With one quick yank I ripped her thong off her and told her now the real fun can begin. She moaned fuck yes then I shoved her thong in her mouth. She looked shocked but took it. I grabbed a thick dildo and slowly started pushing it in to her soaked pussy. As it started to slowly fill her pussy up she grabbed her tits and let out a muffled moan. I kept sliding it in making sure she felt every inch of it. She was pulling her hair and nipples moaning more and more. It filled her pussy nicely as I pressed it firmly in. She let out muffled moans while now shaking her big tits at me squeezing them till they turned red. I bent down and started licking her clit while I started slowly fucking her with the dildo. Her pussy was so wet and tasty, she moaned every time her pussy was forced open to take the thick dildo. When I thought she was close to cumming again I spit on her pussy shoved the dildo inside as deep as it would go. I stood up and she was still squeezing her tits now kinda purple so I couldn't resist I grabbed my whip and whipped her swollen tits. Holding the dildo deep inside her I whipped and told her don't cum yet slut I want to build you up for a big orgasm. She moaned with every whip shaking her tits more at me. I stepped up pressing my waist to hold the dildo, I grabbed her hair locked eyes with her and said not yet you understand? She moaned and nodded yes. Good slut I said as I let go but whipped her tits again. Her pussy was leaking juices when I stepped back to grab a wand. I made sure it had a full charge, I turned it on medium. She looked up, moaned, then ran her hands all over her marked up body before slapping her wet clit begging for the wand. I grinned and said I know your gonna enjoy this slut. I pressed it on her clit turning the handle up as I told her both hands now hold it. She quickly grabbed the wand with both hands pressing her tits up and out moaning working her clit hard. I stepped back to admire the image of her beaten body tied spread eagle, thong in her mouth, dildo filled pussy, and her wanding her clit. She looked up at me moaning and shaking. I took my shirt off, slid my sweats off keeping my shoes on knowing the puddle would get bigger. I aimed my cock at her dildo filled pussy. As the head squeezed into her pussy she arched her back. I thrust up into her full soaking pussy grabbing her thigh and the wand. Her hands now free she started slapping and pinching her nipples while I started slamming my cock into her pussy. With every thrust her pussy was quivering trying not to cum. I sped up fucking her hard and fast now. Such a sexy wet slap sound fucking her slut pussy. She got up on her elbows still pinching and slapping her nipples. Her eyes were bulging full of desperation to cum. I put the wand on the workbench behind me still thrusting into her pussy. I grabbed her other thigh and rammed into her as hard as I could staring her deep in her eyes telling her this is all a test. She threw her head back still up on her elbows almost in defeat. That was when I leaned down to spit on, lick and suck her punished sore nipples. I pressed her back down flat now squeezing her tits myself using them to pull her harder into every thrust. She pulled her hair as I continued fucking her. Watching her take it all was so sexy. I saw her hands reaching for her mouth to get the thong out im sure. I put my hand over her mouth, reached down gripping the dildo base. I asked you to wait you did like a good slut should, nows time for your reward I told her licking her neck and ear. I pulled out along with the dildo and thong as I told her to cum for me. Her pussy made such a sexy pop when I pulled out. She took in a deep breath looking like she was about to scream. I pushed the head of the dildo in her mouth and told her to moan on that and cum. She grabbed it with both hands moaning and squirting all over the place. Oh fuuuuck she moaned into the dildo. She sprayed my torso and cock down multiple times. Yes slut let it out I said to her stroking my cock covering it in her juices. Then as she shook and moaned louder and louder on the head of the dildo. Finally she stopped and laid on the hood spent and used breathing heavy. Her juices dripped down the hood. I untied her ankles and let her legs down. They were like jello as she tried to catch her breath. Did I pass the test? she asked sitting up then stroking my cock looking up at me as she sucked my cock down her throat pushing it all down in 1 gulp as she slid her wet ass down my hood squatting. Yeah now I believe you slut I moaned wrapping her ponytail around my hand. She kept sucking my cock fast as I fucked her face with her ponytail. Gulp, gulp, gulp, gulp were the only noises she made. Then she pulled back spit on my cock, stroked it then said I'm glad I could pass your test. I pulled her right back down the full length of my cock and moaned I'm glad you can take it all and control yourself. Gulp, gulp, gulp, mmmhhhmmm then she slurped my cock as I pulled her head back. She spit on it and stroked it some more and said I told you I could with a sexy smile. Now where do you wanna cum she said before diving her mouth back onto my cock. Oh fuck yes I moaned as I heard her gulp, gulp, gulp on my cock. I looked down saw her face full of cock as shes rubbing and smacking her clit squatting in a puddle of her own juices. Oh so fuckin sexy slut I moaned as I hiked my leg up on the bumper and grabbed her head. I thrusts my cock in and out of her throat fucking her face like I did her pussy. She tilted her head back so I could thrust deeper while she kept playing with her clit. Gu, gu, gu, was the only sound she made as I fucked her face. Fuck yes that's it slut I moaned as my cock flexed inside her throat erupting as I pulled out of her mouth. I shot a glob of cum down her throat, then a glob on her face, I finished off by spraying each tit with cum. She stuck out her tongue and flicked it at me so I wiped my cock off on her tongue. She rubbed in my cum on her tits as she stood up. Ohh what a nice burn she said as my cum settled into the welts on her tits. Before she could clean up I snapped a few pics of the welts on her body. As we got dressed I had missed texts so I decided to check them. 1 from my gf telling me she was bored at work. Then 1 from my ex telling me how great she felt after our meeting. I only told my neighbor bout my gfs text. She laughed and said well we weren't bored thats for sure. I threw done shop rags to soak up the puddle. After all was back to normal she thanked me for the fun and left. I went in showered and waited for my gf to get home so I could get all three in one day.

PART 3 ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I licked my lips as I sneaked a peek at my sister Lizzie's rump. She was nothing but a beast to be hunted and consumed, from now on. Her tight juicy thighs rippled as she passed me in the hallway. "Creep" she sneered. Yes, I am. But I had feasted on her enough. I think I was at ten resets, last count. I was getting tired of the taste of my sister's flesh. I had cooked it every which way imaginable. Now it was time to move on. Maybe it was time to rest and live my life for a while. It was time for my last reset before tomorrow. So I slit my throat. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My last day of reset was pure hell. I exercised hardcore and only ate the barest amount necessary. The next day I repeated the hellfire. But on the third day, I found my mind and my eyes, drifting… Reset time again. Ever since I first decided to sample my sister's flesh, I had found myself drifting slowly towards my mother's shapely form. I love my mother so much! She has had my back through thick and thin. I got bullied at school because of the way I looked, and she stood by me when nobody else would. My mother, named Linda, was super-fit. Now that I had taken the time to study her curves a bit, I realised that she was a Milf of epic proportions. But I loved her so much. There's no way I could do the same terrible things to her that I had done to Lizzie...? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- We all sat around the kitchen table for breakfast, Dad hurrying, so he wasn't late to work. "You know, I think that you can already see some weight loss." said mom, in reference to my week's hardcore exercising and dieting. "I still think he's a fat creep" my sister retorted. "Lizzie, apologise to your brother, that was a horrible thing to say." "But it's true." Oh, mom, I can always count on you. "Even so..." Wait, what... Did you just agree with my sister about me being a fat creep? I sat there fuming to myself as dad said: " well I'm off, be home at nine." then he stood up and grabbed his case before leaving by the back door. This was it. Today was the day. My beautiful housewife mother; who had always had my back, was going to pay for what she had said about me. Lizzie got out of the house pretty quickly in her newly fixed car, so mom and I had the house to ourselves for the entire day. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I love you so much! Mom!" I exclaimed, walking into the loungeroom where mom was dusting. "Oh, honey, thank you!" Mom replied, looking embarrassed. "No, really," I said, moving around the coffee table to take her hand, "I do mean it. You've always been the one to look out for me. with all the bullying and teasing about my looks and weight, you've always had my back." "Thank you, honey, I love you too, with all my heart." Mom hugged me hard against her sizable natural breasts, giving me a semi. "That's what I don't get mom, how can you say that and still agree with Lizzie when she called me a fat creep?" There was a flicker of worry in her normally pleasant facade. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about mom. I wanted to prove how much I love you, to show you how I feel deep inside when I see you." "I don't know what you mean honey, what exactly are you referring to when you say deep inside." Now, let me be clear, my mother is a fighter and biter. "I mean that I think your fuckin Hot! and I want to fuck your brains out!" "Oh," mom put her hand to her mouth, "Oh no darling...that's very wrong!" "I don't care, I love you so much, mom, and I wanna fuck you until you can no longer feel it." Then I tackled her onto the couch and licked her neck and face. Mmn... she tasted good. Bam! I felt a jab into my ribs. "Get, the fuck, Off me!" "Don't punch me, mommy, I love you!... Ouch!... what the fuck mom, why did you bite me?" "Get! Off me," screamed mom again, punching and kicking, trying to break free. Wham! I backhanded her, sending her into a temporary state of shock, while I quickly undid her blouse. Mmm!... Mom's large natural breasts spilt out. "Why you little slut Mommy, getting around the house without a bra on. It's like your just begging me to rape you." I tickled one nipple with the tip of my tongue while pinching the other one, Hard! "You ugly! Fat! Bastard! Get the fuck off! me." She couldn't move, though. Not with my sizable bulk pinning her down. "I only just noticed lately, mom, but you are one super fit MILF... I wonder what you taste like? Lizzie tasted like pork, you know..." Then I released my Johnsen, pinned mom in the right position and began to SkullFuck her into the couch. This gave me a chance to take my time undoing and sliding mom's jeans down her rippling legs, followed by her panties. "Ouch... Ow, ow ow!" "Biting my cock must mean you want it in your cunt now?" She coughed and spluttered as I withdrew my beast from her throat. "Why the fuck is this happening," mom moaned, "what the fuck has got into you." "No, mom" I answered, "It's what is about to get into you that's more to the point, don't you think?" I pinned her in place, lying back on the couch, stripped bare and slowly eased the head of my favourite limb into her glistening, wet cunt. Then with great care, I thrust forward till hips encountered hips. I was balls deep in my mother. "Mom, You have no idea how much I have yearned for this. to share this experience with you has been one of my hearts desires, ever since I first ate Lizzie." She looked up into my face, horrified, probably thinking that I had lost my shit. "I won't try to explain it to you this time, we're both going to die in a few hours anyway." I didn't think it could, but the horror on her face increased. That sent a pulse of adrenalin pumping through me that caused me to start ploughing my mother's cunt violently. "Argh!... Get off me, please!... It hurts...Why?" mom cried. "Because you're so HOT! Mom... And it feels soooooo good!" I kept up the pace for about five minutes before easing off and beginning to slowly grind deep as I could with great pelvic gyrations as I made love to my mother. I kissed her deeply and passionately as we joined each other in the rapture of our incestuous embrace. After a while, mom began to moan in pleasure. I knew it, I knew that if I just gave her the chance to fuck me, she would love it. "Mmn... Oh!... I'm such a bad mother, I can't believe it... Why am I enjoying this?... We shouldn't be doing this... Honey, please get off me?" I nibbled and licked at her nipple. "But you don't want me to, do you mother?" I whispered into one ear, "you know that deep down inside you love having your son's throbbing member thrust deep inside your Cunt!" "Mmmmm... Nooo... No, no it's wrong, and it's against God... Oh!... Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" She stiffened and arched her back for a few seconds then collapsed under me, allowing me to continue. "Mother dear? did you just cum?" I whispered softly as I pumped at her well-used cunt. "You know I love you mom, I love you so much, and that's what makes this so hard." "Makes what hard, honey" mom whispers as she regains her composure. "I've eaten Lizzie ten times now, mom. I wanna see how the taste of your flesh compares." The look of horror returned to her face. "You mean you're going to eat me?" "I Love you so much mom, now die." With that, I began violently piledriving her sloppy cunt again while laying into her beautiful face with fist after bloody fist. "Call me a fat creep again!... oh that's right, you can't, your jaw's broken." she had was fighting me again, but I had an overpowering upper hand in this fight, getting off her, I turned around and placed my cock back in her mouth and started skullfucking her again. No holds barred this time, I went at it all out. And look, here's an unattended cunt in front of me, what to do? What to do? So I squeezed both my hands into her cunt and began giving her the old one-two, as hard and as deep as I could. Here it was. I could feel the life ebbing away as I pounded at her insides. This was it. The final moment. She was dying, and I was... I was cumming... cumming... CUMMING! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Later when dad walked in through the back door, I ambushed him with a thick cut of thigh steak, marinated in mushroom sauce. "Mmmf... What is this stuff it tastes so good." It's always fun to watch dad devour Lizzie, but this is the first time I'm serving up mom. Honestly, I don't know who tasted better. They both had there own very unique and individual flavours. But now I guess it was the time for a reset. "I need to show you something, dad, follow me." I picked up a small but sharp knife and walked off in the direction of the bathroom. After a few screams, I cut my throat and woke up. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Whaaah!... I'm not dead, I'm not dead." Okay... Breathe in... Breathe out. I finally fucked my beautiful mother. This is a joy that I will remember forever. because no one else will. Heh... Heh...

My Secret Life VOLUME-1. CHAPTER 1, PART- 1 Earliest recollections • An erotic maid • Ladies abed • My cock • A frisky maid• Cousin Fred • Thoughts on pudenda • A female pedlar • Baudy pictures My earliest recollections of things, sexual are of what I think must have occurred sometime. I tell of them just as I recollect them, without an attempt to fill in what seems probable. She was I suppose my maid. I recollect that she sometimes held my prick when I piddled, was it needful to do so? I don't know. She attempted to pull my prepuce back, when, and how often, I know not. But I am clear about seeing the prick tip show, of feeling pain, of yelling out, of her soothing me, and of this occurring more than once. She comes to my memory as a shortish, fattish, young female, and that she often felt my prick. One day, it must have been late in the afternoon for the sun was low but shining — how strange I should recollect that so clearly — but I have always recollected sunshine, — I had been walking out with her, I had some items which had been bought for me, we were both carrying them, she stopped and talked to some men, one caught hold of her and kissed her, I felt frightened, it was near a coach stand, for hackney coaches were there, cabs were not then known, she put some items she had on to my hands and went into a house with a man. What house? I don't know. Probably a public-house, for there was one not far from a coach stand, and not far from our house. She came out and we went home. Then I was in our house in a carpeted room with her; it could not have been the place I know, sitting on the floor with my items; so was she; as played with me and the items, we rolled over each other on the floor in fun, I have a recollection of having done that with others, and of my father and mother being in that room at times with me playing. She kissed, me, got out my cock, and played with it, took one of my hands, and put it underneath her clothes. It felt rough there, that's all, she moved my little hand violently there, then she felt my cock and again hurt me, I recollect seeing the red tip appear as she pulled down the prepuce, and my crying out, and her quieting me. Then of her being on her back, of my striding across or between her legs, and her heaving me up and down, and my riding cockhorse and that it was not the first time I had done so; then I fell flat on her, she heaved me up and down and squeezed me till I cried. I scrambled off of her, and in doing so my hand, or foot, went through a drum I had been drumming on, at which I cried. As I sat crying on the floor beside her, I recollect her naked legs, and one of her hands shaking violently beneath her petticoats, and of my having some vague notion that the woman was ill; I felt timid. All was for a moment quiet, her hand ceased, still she lay on her back, and I saw her thighs, then turning around she drew me to her, kissed me, and tranquilized me. As she turned around I saw one side of her backside, I leaned over it and laid my face on it crying about my broken drum, the evening sunbeams made it all bright, it had at some time been raining, I recollect. I expect I must have seen her cunt, as I sat beside her naked thigh. Looking towards her and crying about my broken drum, and when I saw her hand moving no doubt she was frigging. Yet I have not the slightest recollection of her cunt, nor of anything more than I have told. But of having seen her naked thighs I am certain, I seem often to have seen them, but cannot feel certain of that. The oddest thing is that whilst I early recollected more or less clearly what took place later on, on sexual matters, and what I said, heard, and did, nearly consecutively, this, my first recollection of cock and cunt, escaped my memory for full twenty years. Then one day, talking with the husband of one of my cousins, about such incidents, he told me something which had occurred to him, and suddenly, almost as quickly as a magic lantern throws a picture on to a wall, this which had occurred to me came into my mind. I have since thought over it a hundred times, but cannot recollect one circumstance relating to the adventure more than I have told. My mother had been giving advice to my cousin about maids. They were not to be trusted. "some time back, she had dismissed a maid of Walter, a filthy creature, whom she had detected in abominable practices; what they were my mother never disclosed. She hated indelicacies of any sort and usually cut short allusion to them by saying, it is not a subject to talk about, lets talk of something else: My cousin told her husband, and when we were together he told me, and his own experiences, and then all the circumstances, came into my mind, just as I have told here. I could not, as the reader will hear, thoroughly uncover my prick tip without pain till I was eighteen years old, nor well then when quite stiff unless it went up a cunt. My maid, I expect thought this curious, and tried to remedy the error in my make, and hurt me. My mother, by her extremely delicate feeling, shut herself off from much knowledge of the world, which was the reason why she had such implicit belief in my virtue until I had seen twenty-two years, and kept, or nearly so, a French harlot. I imagine I must have slept with this maid, and certainly, I did with some female, in a room called the Chinese room, on account of the color of the wallpapers. I recollect a female being there in bed with me, that I awoke one morning feeling very hot and stifled, and that my head was against the flesh; that flesh was all about me, my mouth and nose being embedded in hair, or something scrubby, which had a hot peculiar odor. I have a recollection of a pair of hands suddenly clutching and dragging me up on to the pillow, and of daylight then. I have no recollection of a word being uttered. This incident I could not long have forgotten, having told my cousin heard of it before my father did. He used to say it was my maid. I suppose I must have slipped down in my sleep, till my head laid against her belly and cunt: Some years afterward, when I got the smell of another woman's cunt on my fingers, it at once reminded me of the smell I had under my nose in the bed; and I knew at a flash that I had smelt cunt before and recollected where, but no more. How long after I have no idea, but it seems like two or three years, there was a dance in our house, several relations were to stop the night with us, the house was full, there was bustle, the shifting of beds, the maids going into a servant's room to sleep, and so on. Some female cousins were amongst those stopping with us; going into the drawing-room suddenly, I heard my mother saying to one of my aunts, " Don't worry about Walter, it's only for one night.' 'Hush-hush,' both said as they saw me, then my mother sent me out of the room, wondering why they were talking about me, and feeling curious and annoyed at being sent away. I had been in the habit then of sleeping in a room either with another bed in it or close to a room leading out of it, with another bed, I cannot recollect which; I used to call out to whoever might have been there when I was in bed: for being timid, the door was kept open for me. It could not have been a man who slept there, for the men-servants slept on the ground floor, I have seen their beds there. The night I speak of, my bed was taken out and put into the Chinese-paper room, one of the maids who helped to move it sat on the pot and piddled; I heard the rattle, and as far as I can recollect it was the first time I noticed anything of the sort, tho I recollect well-seeing women putting on their stockings and feeling the thigh of one of them just above her knee. I was kneeling on the floor at the time and had a trumpet, which she took angrily out of my hand soon afterward because I made a noise. I recollect the dance, that I danced with a tall lady, that my mother, contrary to custom as it seems to me, put me to bed herself, and that it was before the dance was over, for I felt angry and tearful at being put to bed so early. My mother closed the curtains quite tightly all round a small four-post bed, and told me I was to lie quietly and not get up till she came to me in the morning; not to speak, nor undo my curtains, nor to get out of bed, or I should disturb Mr. and Mrs. *** who were to sleep in the big bed; that it would make them angry if I did. I am almost certain she named a lady and her husband who were going to stay with us, but can't be sure. A man then frightened me more than a woman, my mother I dare say knew that. I dare say, for it was the same the greater part of my early life that I went to sleep directly I laid down, usually never waking till the morning. Certainly, I must have gone fast asleep that night; Perhaps I had a little wine given me who knows, I have a sudden consciousness of light, and hear someone say, "He is fast asleep, don't make a noise"; it seemed like my mother's voice. I rouse myself and listen, the circumstances are strange, the room strange, it excites me, and I rise on my knees, I don't know whether naturally, or cautiously, or how; perhaps cautiously, because I fear angering my mother, and the gentleman; perhaps a sexual instinct makes me curious, though that is not probable. I have not in fact the slightest conception of the actuating motive, but I sat up and listened. There were two females talking, laughing quietly, and moving about, I heard a rattling in the pot, then a rest, then again a rattle and knew the sound of piddling. How long I listened I don't know, I might have dozed and awakened again, I saw lights moved about; then I crawled on my knees, with fear that I was doing wrong, and pushed a little aside the curtains where they met at the bottom of the bed. I recollect them being quite tight by the tucking in, and that I could not easily make an opening to peep through. There was a girl, or young woman, with her back to me, brushing her hair, another was standing by her, one took a nightgown off the chair, shook it out, and dropped it over her head, after drawing off her chemise. As this was done I saw some black at the bottom of her belly, a fear came over me that I was doing wrong and should be punished if found looking, and I laid down wondering at it all; I fancy I again slept. Then there was a shuffling about, and again it seems as if I heard a noise like piddling, the light was put out, I felt agitated, I heard the women kiss, one says "Hish! you will wake that brat," then one said, "Listen" then I heard kisses and breathing like someone sighing, I thought someone must be ill and felt alarmed and must then have fallen asleep. I do not know who the women were, they must have been my cousins or young ladies who had come to the dance. That was the first time I recollect seeing the hair of a cunt, though I must have seen it before, for I recollect at times a female (most likely a nursemaid) stand naked, but don't recollect noticing anything black between her thighs, nor did I think about it at an afterward. In the morning my mother came and took me up to her room, where she dressed me; as she left the room, she said to the females in bed they were not to hurry up, she had only fetched Walter. To be Continued by Vol 1 Ch. 01 Pt. 02 ------------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published in 1888, My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman. 3. The book My Secret Life has been authored by "Walter". The identity of "Walter" is unknown, so the original Authors are long dead or unknown. 4. My Secret Life, by "Walter", is the memoir of a gentleman describing the author's sexual development and experiences in Victorian England. It was first published in a private edition of eleven volumes, at the expense of the author, including an imperfect index, which appeared over seven years beginning around 1888. 5. The work in having 11 Volumes containing a total of 184 chapters apart from the Introduction & Preface. 6. All characters may be read as of more than age of 18 years. 7. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times. --------------

My next job was at the psychiatric hospital in Nov. before I turned 19. The area I worked in was comprised of all women. We took the doctor’s notes or recordings and transcribed them into formal documents for the patient files. After about three months of working there I met the man that was in charge of the hospital facilities. He in his late 20s, 28 at the time, I think. His name was Roger. When I first saw him, I took an instant liking to him. He was very handsome and had a great body. He was the one referred to as the lunch partner in my log. Lance didn’t have much to say about him because he doesn’t know much of what actually happened. Roger asked me out to lunch the very same day we met. I was thrilled he showed an interest in me. We went to lunch together and I flirted with him as hard as I dared. The next day he came down and asked me to go to lunch with him again. Based on my past history and my willingness I knew it wouldn’t be too long before he’d want more from me than just letting him buy lunch. He had pulled my personnel file so he knew exactly how old I was and that I was married. A couple of days later he told me he lived within walking distance of the hospital and would I like to have lunch at his apartment. I said sure. I knew what was going to happen next. I just didn’t know when. It took exactly 5 minutes after we got to his place. We walked in the door and he said let me show you around. When we got to the bedroom, he pulled me close to him and kissed me as hard as I’d ever been kissed. He had a very long tongue and he almost choked me with it. We kissed for a couple of minutes and then we found ourselves undressing each other in great haste. So about 10 minutes after entering his apartment I was naked on my back with my legs thrown up over his shoulders and he was fucking the daylights out of me. He had a long skinny cock. When he put my legs over his shoulders, he penetrated all the way back. I would hit my G-spot which was the thing that always kept me coming back. If a guy could hit my g-spot with his cock I'd never say no to him. When Roger got undressed and I saw that long his dick was I knew we was going to own me. I was naked in record time and I spent 10 minutes sucking on his cock to get it lubed. And then he took control of me and I was right as soon as he put it in, he owned me. I was his work slut. He had me five days a week I was screaming and moaning and wanting every inch of his cock. I told my husband about going to Roger’s apartment to have lunch occasionally but in reality, it was almost every day for over almost 5 months and a lot more than glasses of wine. I never told him about us having sex almost every day. Even having my period didn’t stop us. I would just give him a blowjob instead of him fucking me. The routine was pretty much the same. We’d have sex and then I’d fix us a sandwich and he’d pour us a glass of wine. The only exception to this was when my husband was home for spring break. It’s terrible to admit but I enjoyed him so much that I didn’t mind my husband having to go back to school. I think everybody in the hospital knew what was going on between us. The affair ended when he accepted a job offer in Florida. I cried when he told me he was leaving and our lovemaking got even more intense until he moved. I never did see him again after that. It wasn’t even a week after he left that one on the hospital’s doctors called me up and said he wanted to discuss some tran***********ions I’d done and would I come up to his office. This wasn’t all that unusual so I didn’t think anything about it. When I got up there to his office, he told me to close the door and sit down. His name was Dr. Peterson. He actually talked for a few minutes about one of my tran***********ions. Then the shocker, He said, Lynn, I know what you and Roger did every day at lunch. You are a very attractive young woman and I want to continue on where Roger left off with you. I said I don’t know what you mean Dr. Peterson. He said, call me Paul, and yes you do know. He said I’d like to discuss it over dinner with you tonight. I was surprised by his approach but he was a very nice-looking older man. He was about 45 as near as I could guess. So, I said, “I have to call my mother and say I’m working late. Fortunately, I don’t have a class tonight”. He said, “good you call her and I’ll call my wife and tell her I’ll be home late”. He took me to a very fancy and expensive restaurant. I was very impressed and flattered that a 45-year-old man would be interested and attracted to me, 19 years old, married mother. I did realize that I was considered very pretty and being available didn’t hurt either, but I was still very impressed by his attention. Looking back in retrospect and maturity he was getting a pretty good deal himself. He was getting a nubile, attractive, and young 19 girl. I was very compliant and he could get me to do anything he wanted. In spite of the fact, I had been to bed with 4 other men I was still very inexperienced and he could train me to have sex exactly as he liked, which he did. I was impressed with all of his money and the attention he gave me. On our first date he took me to a very expensive restaurant and club. I really had a good time and Paul treated me like a queen. We ate and danced. He held me very close every time we danced and I could feel his hard against my body. I was really overcome by the evening and the fact that such a mature handsome man took such an interest in a bubbled headed 19-year-old girl. I was expecting him to take me some place to screw me when the evening was over but he didn’t. He took me back to my car and said he had really enjoyed it and sent me on my way. I didn’t get home until just before midnight. My mom gave me a funny look and said she was beginning to get worried especially when she called my office and I didn’t answer. I told her I was working in another office and hurried off to bed after checking in on my daughter. Paul and I had a couple of more early dates. I’d call my mother and say I had to work longer and would go directly to school from work. On our fourth date I cut class because Paul wanted me to come over to his apartment. He wanted to fix me dinner. I didn’t know he had an apartment in town. I though he lived in Germantown with his wife. It turned out he and his wife were getting a divorce. He left work early to go fix dinner. When I got to his apartment, I found out it was in one of the most expensive buildings in town. It was on the 20th floor and had a beautiful view of the Mississippi River and the downtown lights. I rang the bell and he answered the door wearing a really nice dinner robe. There was soft music playing and he had a glass of wine ready for us. He gave me the wine, pulled me very close and once again I could feel his hard cock. He kissed me long and deep and it took my breath away. He told me to sit that he had a surprise for me. He came back into the room carrying a long silk nightgown. He said, “This is for you. Would you put it on before dinner”? I didn’t know what to say I wasn’t used to this kind of romantic treatment. So, I said, “yes”. He told me to use his bedroom. I went in and took off all my clothes and put it on. It was floor length and medium sheer. I stood in front of his full-length mirror and looked at the half-grown women standing there. At that time my hair was blond. And the first thought that crossed my mind was that when he saw me, he’d know I wasn’t a natural blond. I really liked the way my tits looked in it. I fixed my hair, put on new lipstick, and went back into the living room. I loved the approving look that was on his face when he saw me. I thought I’d never seen a handsomer man. It never even occurred to me that he was only a year younger than my Dad. He kissed me again and this time slipped his hand inside the gown and cupped my butt and pulled me close. We both started to breathe hard. I put my hand inside his robe and felt his cock. God, it felt so good. It was at least 3 inches longer than my husbands and much bigger around than any other one I’d had. He pushed me away and said, “we’d better eat”. I don’t remember anything about the dinner. All I could think about was what was going to happen after dinner. When we finished eating, he gave me another glass of wine. We went out on the balcony to look at the river. He gently turned me towards him and untied the gown and slipped it off of my shoulders. He took a step back and looked at me from top to bottom and whispered, my god you’re beautiful. He opened his robe so I could see him. He didn’t look like 45 at all. His cock was straight and hard and was at least nine inches. He pulled me to him again and kissed me and it felt like I was going to choke on his tongue. I was more aroused than I’d ever been in my life. He put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees. The only other time I had ever had a cock in my mouth was with Rob and those two neighborhood boys but this was nothing like that. I said to him, “I’m not very good at this”. He replied, “don’t worry, my darling, I’ll teach you how”. I hesitantly took the tip in my mouth. He put his hand behind my head and very gently pulled me down onto his cock until the tip almost touching the back of my throat. He stopped before I had a gag reflex. I’d never in my life been treated with such care and tenderness. In an instant I was in love with him. We spent the next half hour on the balcony with me on my knees in front of him while the warm wind blew over us as he taught me how to give a blowjob the way he liked it. He showed me how to lick it up and down on the backside ever so gently and how not to get my teeth on it. It swelled up, as he came. He showed me how to swallow cum without choking. I actually believe now it was the most beautiful romantic thing I’ve ever done. The evening was far from over. He took me to his bedroom where we made love for the next several hours. He came at least two more times and I can’t remember how many times I came but it was more than any other time I had with Rob or those other soldiers who’d fucked me before. More than anytime with Lance even. I was glad I’d cut class. When we were both exhausted, we lay back with me snuggled on his shoulder. We were silent for what seemed a long time. Then he said, “Lynn, I want you to move in here with me”. I was speechless. When I finally found my voice, I said, “I can’t, I’m already married”. He said, “I don’t want to marry you I just want you to be my mistress”. I told him I couldn’t do that. My husband would find out and it wouldn’t be right. Beside I live at home with my mother. I’ll never forget what he said then. He said, “Lynn did you like what happened to you to night”. I said, “Oh my god I loved it”. He said, “Well that could be the way it would be every night except when you husband is home. You can bring your daughter here and I’ll get a full-time maid for her”. I told him he was crazy; my mother would never allow it and somehow my husband would find out. He said, “Well think about it”. When I left it was already after midnight? I was so sexed up with the thought that I could have him on a regular basis that I wasn’t thinking very straight. How wonderful he felt inside me and how his touch was so wonderful was all I could think about. When I got home my mom was waiting up for me. She was very pissed. She said. “Where in the hell have you been”? I told her I had gone to the library after class. She said, “The library has been closed for 2 hours”. She sighed looked me in the eye and said, “Lynn, who is your boyfriend? I can understand the need for you to have sex”. That was the start of a long conversation. It ended up that my mother understood how I felt because she felt that same way ever since my Dad left. I told her what Paul had ask. I had worried about my mom being upset for nothing. She said, “I think it would be great if you moved in with him”. She went on to tell me, that having my daughter and I there interfered with her sex life. Her boyfriend wanted to move in with her but he told mom that my daughter and I were in the way. I told mom I was afraid about my husband finding out. Mom said she’d talk to her boyfriend and see what they could come up with. They decided that one of the things to do was for mom to get another phone line for them and to have the existing one transferred to Paul’s apartment. That way if Lance called, I would be there and he’d think he was calling my mom’s house. The maid was instructed not to answer that phone. That worked out pretty well. The couple of times my husband was home we stayed at my mom’s house and he never suspected a thing. It was great living with Paul. He gave me my own car to drive and I didn’t have to clean the apartment. Paul did have me quit school though. He wanted me with him every night and on the weekends. I just played with my daughter, kept Paul satisfied and when Paul wasn’t home, went out with my girlfriends. The sex was magnificent especially for a 19-year-old girl. I couldn’t get enough from Paul. I got home every evening before he did. I’d feed my daughter and while the maid was putting her to bed, I’d get ready for Paul. It took a while for the maid and I to get used to having her see me naked or in some sexy nightgown but I wanted to make sure I was ready for Paul when he got home. The maid would fix dinner for Paul and I and then leave. Living with Paul made the time go by so fast. The couple of times my husband came home on the weekend were agony for me. I missed Paul so much and my husband wasn’t near as good a lover as Paul. Fortunately, on Lance’s spring break Paul had to go to a medical conference so I didn’t resent my husband keeping me from Paul. One night right after my husband had gone back to school from spring break Paul came home and found me crying. Dinner was ready but Paul had been held up at the hospital. I had missed Paul so much while my husband was home. In fact, we were so horny the day after my husband left during lunch Paul and I snuck away and went home for a noon’er. It had been three days since he and I had sex with each other. Of course, my husband wanted sex every time we could but it just wasn’t the same. Anyway, before we got home for lunch, I called the maid and had her put my daughter down for a nap. I told her Paul and I were coming home for lunch and I wanted her to go shopping as soon as we got home. When Paul and I got home the maid left and as soon as the door closed, I grabbed Paul, got on my knees in front of him. I practically ripped his pants off of him and took his cock into my mouth. I breathed a deep sigh of relief as I felt it go in. It had been three days since Paul and I had sex. In spite of what President Clinton said, oral sex is sex and god did it feel good. I sucked long and hard on it. I felt it grow in my mouth and then I heard him give a loud sigh as I felt his cum flowing into my mouth. It felt so warm and salty in my mouth. I hated to have to swallow it right away and before I could, Paul pulled me to my feet and started to kiss me. His tongue and my tongue met in my mouth as we swapped his cum back and forth between us. I was totally surprised that he would do that. I always thought that men would never want to taste cum even their own. Paul then pulled away from and ordered me to swallow, which I instantly did. I felt so warm, so loved and so lucky to have a man like Paul. In fact, I felt so emotional that I started to cry. Paul said, “Darling what’s wrong”. Through my tears I said, “Nothing my wonderful and loving man. You just feel so good to me and I want you so much. I’ve missed you and every time Lance makes me make love to him, I want you so bad. While he is doing it, I pretend that you are the one inside me and when he cums it’s you coming in me”. Paul pulled me back close to him and gave me a kiss on my eyes to dry my tears. He said, “Remember you don’t owe it to your husband to have sex with him. Just tell him you have a headache. Then the night before he has to leave let him screw you and that will have to last him until he’s home again”. I replied, “Paul I’m his wife and no matter how I feel it is my responsibility to provide him with sex when he wants it.” Paul took me in his arms and said, “well you know when he’s home I really miss you and I’m terribly jealous when I think about him fucking you. I know from your viewpoint it isn’t making love like it is with me but just screwing. So just lay back and let him do it. Do you understand”? I told him I did. I went on to reassure him that he was the most important man in my life and way better at sex that my husband. I knew that in just another three days my husband would have gone back to school and Paul and I could get on with our lives. All of a sudden, I stopped talking and just stood there like I’d been shocked. For the first time I realized I was actually falling in love with Paul. I wanted to spend all my time with him, I was upset when Lance would come home, and I didn’t enjoy making love with him like I did Paul. I panicked. What was I going to do? I started to cry again. Then I was afraid that Paul would think I was a big blubbering 19-year-old crybaby. But in Paul’s wonderful way he pulled me close to him again and said, “it’s ok darling. I know it hard for you. You want to spend all your time with me and you feel guilty about your husband. But just remember if he doesn’t find out it will never hurt him.” I felt so warm and secure in Paul’s arms. My tears dried up and after a few sniffles I went down on my knees again. I felt him start to get hard again as I sucked on him. Once again it swelled as he came in me. I felt so lucky that he wanted me and even though I knew he didn’t really love me I still felt like the luckiest girl in the world. When he had finished cumming he pulled me to my feet and gave me a kiss on the cheek. He took out his wallet and gave me $100 and told me to go buy something nice for myself to wear. He said he’d tell my boss that I was running an errand for him and would be late back to work. When I did finally get back to work one of my girlfriends told me that my husband had stopped by to surprise me for lunch. She said, “I didn’t know what to say to him. He surprised me when he showed up. He told me to tell you to call him as soon as you got back.” I told him you went shopping. But Lynn it’s almost 3:00pm. Where were you? Dr. Paul Peterson stopped by and told the boss you were running an errand for him. What where you really doing?” I thought since she didn’t know about Paul, I’d just tell her the Dr. had sent me down to the archives just as I was getting back from lunch to pull some patient files for him. She grinned and said, “aw come on Lynn, I know one of the doctors is fucking you just like that intern was doing before he left. I winked at her and said, “Don’t tell”. Then I called my husband and told him I went shopping during lunch and then had to pull some files for one of the doctors. I felt guilty about lying to him but I needed Paul so much. My cube mate said in a stage whisper, “the file she was pulling was Dr. Peterson’s cock”. My husband's orders to the west coast for his midshipman summer cruise came when school was out. Much to my regret he wanted me to go with him and spend a couple weeks out there before he had to report. I didn’t want to be away from Paul that long but I really had no choice and besides I felt a little guilty being married, living with Paul, and having all that wonderful sex. The next couple of months just seemed to fly by. Paul was able to spend at least 5 nights with me every week. I was so happy and I was used to having sex on a regular basis. In June my husband came home from school. The last night before he came home, I planned a special night for Paul and me. Paul had been giving me $1500 a week to run the household on and I had saved up quite a bit. A couple of weeks before that last night, I made arrangements, at one of the best restaurants in Memphis, to have them deliver a special dinner to a jet that I chartered for the night. Our maid was going to take my daughter home with her for the night. I had splurged and spent $800 on a very sexy nightgown for the evening. I arranged for a limo to pick Paul up at the hospital and bring him to the airport to the plane I’d chartered. I wanted to surprise Paul and make the night one of the most memorable we’d had. I also wanted Paul to make me a member of the mile-high club. The only thing I worried about was that the charter was costing our joint account $12,000 for 6 hours. I thought to myself, “what if Paul is mad at me for spending so much money on one night”. I left work early and went home and got the maid and my daughter off to the maid’s house. I forwarded my phone to my mom and told her what I was doing and if my husband called to tell him I was out with Sandy at a movie. I got my new nightie and left for the airport. I got there and talked to the pilot about where we were going. I barely had time to get into my nightie before Paul arrived. I had made all the reservations under the name of Mrs. Paul Peterson so the pilots kept calling me Mrs. Peterson. Every time one of them did I felt a hot flash of desire cross my body for Paul. I spent the next 30 minutes getting my makeup just right and my nightie on before Paul arrived. When Paul arrived, I was standing by the door in my gown, waiting for him. He was so surprised. Since I was almost naked in that gown, I had to ask Paul to go tell the pilots that we were ready to go. When he came back, I had dinner all laid out. He pulled me up close to him and gave me along hard passionate kiss. I could feel his hard pressing up against my belly as we taxied for takeoff. My nipples were as hard as his cock. I was barely able to breath I was so aroused. I had to force myself away from him. I said, “oh darling, I want you so bad. I hope you’re not mad at me for spending so much money but this is our last night before my husband comes home and I want it to be really special”. He grinned at me and said, “Any night with you is very special. I don’t mind if you spent the money. I think you are a beautiful and wonderful girl and it’s worth any amount of money to have you standing here in front of me nearly naked. With that, he reached over and slipped the gown off my shoulders. Now I was truly naked. It was just at that precise moment that the co-pilot walked out of the cockpit. He saw me standing there in front of Paul totally naked. Talk about being embarrassed. He and I both turned bright red. He managed to stammer, “Mrs. Peterson you asked me to tell you when we’d reached a mile in altitude”. I managed to stammer back. “Thank you, Bob”. I was watching Paul’s face as this was happening. He looked like he could barely keep himself from laughing at me standing there naked trying not to turn red all over my body. When the co-pilot left, he broke out in a big laugh and pulled me close up against him and said, “Well, Mrs. Peterson, I guess you’re a little extra benefit for the help. I also suppose you want me to make you a member of the mile-high club”. The blood in my veins was running so hot I thought I was going to melt. The red from my desire replaced the red from the embarrassment. My whole body was still red. When Paul pulled me close again, I put my arms around his neck and gave him a French kiss that lasted for at least five minutes. When we finally pulled apart, he put his hands on my shoulders and said, “darling you know there is already a Mrs. Peterson and you can’t be her.” I looked back into his lust filled eyes and said, “I know, I’ll just take you any way I can and you can do anything with me you want.” He started to get undressed. I pick up my gown and put it on. I said, “Now wait a minute. I spent $200 on this meal. We’re going to eat it”. He laughed and finished undressing down to his waist. “Ok”, he said, “we’ll eat. I’m hungry anyway”. What followed seemed be a scene out of the movie Tom Jones. We ate faster and faster. I sat there eating and looking at him and thinking how handsome he was, what a good lover he was and I thought, “oh my god I am definitely in love with him”. I dropped my spoon and said,” I can’t take it anymore Paul, and I have to have you now”. I went around to his side of the table and said, “stand up you SOB I’ve got to have that cock of yours.” We both worked feverishly at getting him out of his pants, shoes, underwear, and socks. He picked me up and threw me on the couch. He said, “Ok, you slut, your mine now and when we land, you’re going to be an official member of the mile-high club.” The next two hours was one of the most passionate times I would ever have in my life. I was so hot and aroused that his merely slipping it in me caused my first orgasm of the night. The next two hours I came again and again. I was screaming and moaning at the top of my lungs the whole time. I would never have suspected that a 48-year-old man could do that to me. After the third time he came I was on top of him screaming “oh god, oh god”, repeatedly and bouncing up and down on his cock as fast as I could go. As I felt his cum squirting in me, I started to go slowly up and down on him. I was moaning much more quietly, as I had one of the most emotionally intense orgasms I had ever experienced. I fell off of him by his side after that last orgasm. I rolled over into his arms and said, “Darling I love you. I know you don’t love me back as much and you have a wife that even though you’re separated you’ll never divorce. I know I have a husband that I have an obligation to because he might be the father of my child but I’ll be yours forever. Whenever you want me, I’ll be there no matter what I have to do to get there. You can have me anytime or anywhere you want. I’ll walk down the middle of Main Street total naked if you want me too.” I dozed off to sleep. When I awoke, I was still on the couch naked but Paul had covered me up. He was talking to the pilots as I slowly came out of my slumber. I just lay there and pretended to still be asleep. I heard the pilot say, “she’s a pretty girl Dr. Peterson”. He replied, “Yes she is. She quite enthusiastic as you probably heard”. The co-pilot said, “Well we did hear quite a bit. You are right about her being enthusiastic. And man does she have a body. I almost fainted when I walked in on you. I sure wish I could see her again.” When I heard that, I was curious what Paul would do. I know he was very proud of my body and if he wanted me to, I show it off to them without a bit of hesitation. However, I really wished he wanted to keep me private, although, I supposed that since the co-pilot had already seen me naked another time would not hurt. Paul told them that one time was enough. They left and Paul came over and shook me to wake me up. Since he hadn’t wanted to show me off that made me want him even more. I got up, put my nightgown on, put my clothes in a bag and we went home. It was three in the morning when we got home. When we walked in the door Paul said, “Lynn you’ve got 30 seconds to get your ass in bed and be ready for me to screw you one more time.” Even though I was totally exhausted you’ve never seen a girl move so fast. We were still screwing when the sun came up. I said, “well Dr. I believe the sun is up and you’re not anymore” I leaned over and kissed him and pushed my young body up against his as hard as I could with the minimum strength I had. He said, “We’d better get up and get dressed. The maid will be here soon. I’ll take your daughter to your mom’s. I don’t have any patients to see today.” I thought, “oh my god I’m going to have to work all day and by quitting time my husband will be home and the first thing he is going to want to do is screw me”. I said aloud to myself, “Man, I’m so tired”. Sure, enough when I got off from work my husband was there to pick me up. We didn’t get an opportunity to get to bed until after 11:00pm that evening. When we lay down, my husband started playing with me. I knew it was going to take the performance of a lifetime for me to pull this off as tired as I was. Not only did I have to act interested but also since it was supposed to be quite a while since I’d had sex, I was supposed to be horny. Somehow or the other I managed to do it for about 5 minutes. When he came, I said, “Hon I had a really tough day and I’m really tired can we go to sleep”? He acted somewhat surprised but being the nice guy, he was he said “sure”. I almost immediately feel asleep. It was three weeks before we left for Ca.

Deborah Becomes a Company Whore Deborah’s husband has to repay his embezzlement by Debora becoming a corporate whore. I had been caught! We were behind on several bills, including the mortgage, and I had "borrowed" funds from the company. I was intending to pay them back, but somehow never got around to it. We had paid our debts and were current on everything. Good news! Then the boss found out. Dan called me one afternoon and asked me to come into his office. He never does this, so I was afraid he had somehow discovered the missing funds. He had. He said he could have me arrested, but he would give me a chance to pay it back if I would do it now and pay all of it. There was no way I could pay it all back at once. Dan was upset and ordered me to get back to work and he would call me later. A couple of long hours later he called me. "Go home tonight and tell your wife all about what you have done. I'll come over at 7:00 and talk with you both. I have a plan that might work. I got home about 5:30 and Deb and I sat down and I told her everything. She was furious with me. I tried to tell her it was the only way to save the house, but she just cried. The fear of me being arrested, losing my job, and going to jail was all too much. Dan arrived promptly at 7:00. He sat down with us at the dining table. "I have a plan," he stated. "That will keep you out of jail, and keep your job, if you agree to it and follow it just as I say." We both said, "of course, anything." "Anything, I like that attitude. It will take that to keep you out of jail. I have solid proof of your embezzlement. I will turn it over to the police in the morning if you don't agree to and follow my plan." We were all ears, so Dan laid it out. "I will gradually pay back the total amount you embezzled, a little each month, until it is all paid. I will decide on how much I pay back each month, and you will deposit it back into the company accounts, so nothing will ever be tied to me. I'll give you all the evidence I have against you when it is all paid off." At first we couldn't believe ourselves, what a wonderful thing! Then came the catch. "You, of course will have to do something for me. Deborah, you will be available to me for whatever I ask. George will help by keeping the children, or doing other jobs, as I need. Do you understand? Any questions?" Deb asked, "what is whatever?" Dan moved over close to her, put his hand on her shoulder, and the other one on her breast, and said, "whatever." Dan moved back and said, "you talk it over, but if I leave here without your agreement to this, I will call the police tonight." We were startled, we never expected this. To start with, Deborah is an attractive lady in her early 50's, Dan is 40 at best. We have been married several years. She was a virgin when we got married, all but one of our three children are out of the house, and he is in college. The big thing is that Deborah is very conservative. We talked it over, she said "what can we do," over and over, finally she said, we'll have to do it. I was pretty quiet. We looked at Dan and Deborah said, "it looks like we don't have a choice." Dan stood up and said, "Well, then, it's a done deal." We all shook hands on the agreement. Then Dan said, "George, unbutton Deborah's blouse and take off her bra." I did as told. Deborah was shaking, and I was too. Dan had Deb stand up and he kissed her and fondled her breasts. Then he sucked on one, and then the other. He then told her to sit down and unbutton his slacks. I knew what was coming. I knew she wouldn't do it. She never would suck me off, certainly she wouldn't him. But what choice did she have? He had her take his dick out and lick it. Reluctantly, she complied. He then had her suck his balls, licking up the shaft of his penis, and he then told her to take it in her mouth. She hesitated. "Do it, or I call the police now!" he said. As she took him in her mouth and started sucking on it as he was giving instruction, he told both of us, "Any hesitation, or non-compliance to anything I ask, and I call the police. Understand? Until it is all paid off. Understand? You should be in jail." I watched as his dick grew larger in Deborah's mouth. He was larger than I am. He held her head as he said, "I'm about to cum, and you better swallow it." I could tell when he was cumming as he held her head and told her to hold her lips tight against his dick as he pumped his cum inside her mouth. She swallowed, and some of his cum dripped down to her breasts. He had me to lick it off her breasts. "Get what you need for the night, you'll spend it with me, my wife's out of town. George can pick you up in the morning." Deborah stood still in a state of shock and started to put her bra back on. Dan told her to leave it and her blouse off and hurry and get anything she had to have. Then they were off. 2: Sex Slave My wife was taken to my boss's house after he had made us commit to that horrible agreement - but it kept me out of jail. Deborah called me from his house. She had been taken there to spend the night. She was not allowed to take any bra or panties, in fact she rode over with him topless after she had sucked his dick and swallowed his cum. Deborah asked if I could hear her plainly. I said I could. She had laid the receiver down and was speaking in the room. Dan wanted me to hear what was happening. That was all she said. I then heard Dan telling her to take off her skirt and panties. He told her she was a good wife and slut for doing exactly what he said. I knew that soon my wife was going to be fucked by someone other than me for the first time. She had already swallowed someone's cum for the first time. She never had done that for me in our 30 years of marriage. Yes, Deborah is a mature woman, 53, still quite good looking. I couldn't believe this was happening to us. But it was my fault for embezzling from the company. If only I knew then what we both were going to have to do to keep me out of jail. My sweet wife would be fucked not only by my boss Dan, but by many other men as well. She would be used as their sex slave whenever and wherever they wanted her. And that would not be all. I heard Dan say "lay on the bed and spread your legs. You are my slut now. You will be my whore. Do you understand?" Deborah, through tears and sniffles, said, "yes." She had to. "I am now going to fuck you and cum inside you," Dan said. I knew that was for my benefit - torture. "Tell him what's happening." "He's in me. He's fucking me." I could hear sounds of probably his balls slapping against her ass. "Tell me you're a slut. Tell me you're a whore. Say it!" "I'm a slut, I'm a whore," she said with a trembling voice. "That's right. Remember that both of you!" Dan said. After a while I heard him say, "Tell George what I'm doing." Deb said, "honey, he's cumming inside me." "Now get down here and suck the rest out," I heard Dan say. "Goodnight, George, pick her up at 6:30 in the morning. Sharp, not early, not late. Got that!" He hung up the phone. Yes, I had gotten it all. I wondered what would happen through the night. I hated that I had done this to my wife. I was upset that I felt a twinge of excitement as she was being fucked - used for his pleasure. The next morning I arrived at Dan's exactly on time. I was dressed for work and had brought some things for Deborah. As I rang the doorbell, Dan yelled, "Come in." I opened the door and entered his house. Dan said, "come back here." I walked toward Dan's voice and came to his bedroom. The door was open. "Come on in," Dan said. Deborah was lying nude on his bed. He was naked also. "Tell your husband what you want him to do." Deborah looked at Dan as if she was pleading with him. "Tell him." Deb looked at me and said, "come over here and eat my pussy." I could see tears in her eyes and I knew she was forced to say it. I also knew I had to do it. In front of Dan. As I moved between her legs and began to lick, I could tell he must have just fucked her. His cum was dripping out of her hole. "Tongue it deep," she said. "Get it all." I knew this must be rehearsed. I did as she said. When I finished, Deb said, "that's not all." She turned over, sticking her ass in the air. "Lick and tongue my asshoe," she said, her head muffled in the pillow. "I don't think he heard you," Dan said. Deb turned her head to me and said, "lick and tongue my asshole. There's cum in it for you. Just do it, now." I bent down to her ass. I licked her ass and her hole. I then stuck my tongue it. "Deeper," she said. I did. When I finished, Dan spoke. "Deborah will get ready for work now. You sit here and wait for her while I get breakfast. Did you enjoy yours?" Deborah got up and went into the bathroom. She showered quickly and did her hair and makeup. "I brought you some things," I said. "I don't need them," she replied. "I brought my makeup with me last night along with some other things. But I'm wearing what Dan picked out today." She came out of the bathroom dressed in the skirt she wore last night, a nice denim one that came a few inches above her knees, a pink sweater that buttoned in the front, and her black loafers. What was noticeable was, she had no hose on, and no bra. And no panties, I was to find out. Let me tell you about Deborah. She teaches school (history) at the local high school. She is very conservative. She has never dressed without a bra before. She has auburn, reddish hair and 36D breasts (or 38D) she has bought both sizes, depending on the bra. She is a little overweight, maybe 10 lbs. Her hips are probably 36, I'm really not sure. Her waist is probably a 30. The point is, her skirt was fine, except that she had no panties on. Her sweater was fine, except she had no bra on. As she walked, her tits bounced all over the place, and her nipples were clearly visible. I was speechless. "Just take me to work," she whispered. "We have no choice." She gathered her things and we left. As she got out of the car, I knew that all the boys and the teachers would be staring at her. Deborah went into the school building dressed ok, but without a bra or panties, and her skirt a little short, just as Dan, my boss had told her to. I dropped her off and then went to work. Deborah called me from school telling me how she was ogled by the students and fellow teachers due to her tits bouncing as she walked and her nipples pointing through her top. She told me that she had gone into the principal's office and bent over as Dan had instructed her to (I didn't know he had told her to do this). As she had carried on a normal conversation about the new text books, she noticed that his eyes were fixed on her cleavage and wondered if he could see her nipples as her top hung down and her titties were hanging down too. She had also bent over a few times as she was teaching as Dan has instructed her, especially near the older male students. The rest of the day went alright, though she was self-conscious about the way she was dressed. She told me that Dan was picking her up and taking her home, so I did not have to worry about her. I knew what that meant, he would be fucking her again. She gets out of school at 3:30 and I get off work at 5:00. I kept thinking about what Dan was doing with her while I worked. She was keeping me out of jail, but we were both paying the price of my embezzlement. I got home about 5:20. Dan's car was in the driveway. I wondered what the neighbor's thought. I could hopefully explain it away. I came into the house and I could hear them in the bedroom. I walked in, as the door was open, and Deborah was on top of Dan, riding his dick as another man I work with was presenting his dick to her mouth. They were all naked. Deborah was having trouble sucking his dick as Dan fucked her. I could see her pussy stretched out over his dick clearly as he pumped into her and she rose, he nearly coming out of her pussy, and then she would go down as he would thrust up into her. I was embarrassed as now Dan had involved someone else and my wife had to take them both. I wondered how many others knew and how many she would have to fuck. Steve then held her head as she sucked him. After a while, Steve moved around behind my wife and spit on her ass. I was afraid of what was going to happen. I didn't think they even noticed me as I was standing just barely in the room, until Dan yelled out, "why don't you get closer and see your pretty wife get two cocks at once!" I moved closer and Dan told me to pull up a chair next to the bed. I got the chair from the small dressing table and moved it next to the bed just as Steve placed his dick on Deborah's asshole and began to push in. I could see Deb's eyes close and her teeth clench as he slowly entered her. I marveled how she could take it, one big dick in her pussy, and another in her ass. Dan's thrusts had slowed as Steve fully entered her ass. Slowly at first, and then picking up speed, they both fucked her. Her tits were hanging over Dan. He would suck one hard as Steve would squeeze the other tightly, and then they would switch. Once Steve grabbed both of her tits as he fucked her ass, slamming into her. She cried out as he did, and I could see tears running down her cheeks. Steve let go of her tits and Dan took up with sucking one and then the other. Steve then grabbed her hair, pulling her back into him as he fucked her ass hard. She cried out again and more tears flowed. Dan shot his cum in her and Steve followed shortly after by emptying his load in my wife's ass. He pulled out of her, and Dan held her waist and moved her to the side as he too pulled out. She was right next to me on her hands and knees, when she said, "Come here, and put your head under me." I knew Dan had made her say this, rehearsing it for when I came home. But, I had to do it too. I moved under her, my face right under her pussy. She sat down on my face, moving her ass over my mouth. "Tongue it," she said. I did, tasting Steve's cum and her ass juices. I could hear Dan say, "Deborah, clean me up." I knew she must be sucking him clean. Then Steve told her to clean him. I knew she was tasting exactly what I was. "Now, open up and push," Dan said. I then got a large plop of cum, etc., in my mouth. I coughed and moved away, when Deborah said, "you're not finished, swallow and take care of my cunt." She moved her pussy to my mouth and I licked and sucked her. She lifted up and pushed some more cum out. Dan and Steve watched as the cum fell into my open mouth. As Dan and Steve dressed, Dan said, "you're a good man, George," as they both laughed. Then, "Friday, babe," as they left. When the door closed, Deborah pulled her knees to her chest and began to cry. I said, "I'm so sorry." My wife responded through her tears, "you don't understand, Friday I become a whore." After Deborah was DP'ed by Dan and Steve as I was forced to watch, she showered and we both went to bed silently. We were both wondering what Dan had meant when he had told her she would become a real whore on Friday. The next day, Thursday, went very much the same. Deborah wore a skirt to school, no panties, a button up thin sweater, no bra. The conservative Sunday School teacher, school teacher, wasn't exactly looking the part. As she left for school, she asked me how she looked. I knew she wanted some assurance that she didn't look too slutty. She had a black skirt on, medium length, a pink sweater, thin, button up, black shoes with slight heels, that was all. "Alright," I said. "I have to unbutton the top button when I talk to an adult," she said. She left. Her nipples were clearly prominent thru the sweater, her tit could be seen from the side, and if she bent over at all, from the top. Her skirt clung to her ass, drawing attention to it. Dan was picking out her clothes. I just hoped she didn't get fired. Friday finally came. We had both been silent for two days. She got a call about 5:30 from Dan. She was to put heavy makeup on, naked, while I watched, then put on the short black fabric skirt Dan had bought her, and the sheer white blouse he had picked out from her closet. She was to wear the highest heeled shoes she had, which were some gold ones we had bought on vacation a few years ago and meet him in the parking lot of a local motel in 30 minutes. She left. She looked slutty. She had only worn the blouse over a camisole and with a bra before. Tonight she had nothing on underneath. I got a call from Dan about 45 minutes later. "Hurry, and get over here quickly," he said. The motel was only about 10 minutes away and I did as he said. I saw his car in the parking lot and he motioned for me to come over. I parked and got in the passenger side. I had noticed Deborah's car in the parking lot. "Watch room #22, upstairs," he said. "Deb will coming out in a little bit." We waited, silently, watching the door, or at least I was, Dan may have been watching my reaction. In what was a little bit, but seemed forever, Deborah came out. She walked down to past the stairs, down to another room and knocked. The door opened, and she went in. Finally, Dan spoke, "Your wife just fucked a man she has never seen before for $100 and is doing the same thing right now with someone else." "Go get in your car and watch and wait, she isn't through. I set it up. I'm going to get some beer, you want something?" Dan laughed as he spoke. "No," I said, then I said, "maybe some water." I didn't know if I could keep anything else down. In about 45 minutes, Deborah came out and walked down the stairs, she hadn't fully buttoned her blouse. Her tits bounced very freely as she walked. She knocked on another room and went in. Dan showed up and gave me three bottles of water. "She'll be out when he finishes with her. Walk over to the room and see if you can listen thru the door or see anything through the window. Stay there until she comes out." I did as he said. I could barely see anything, but Deborah was sitting on the bed, naked, and sucking his dick. When she laid back, I clearly saw him move between her legs. I moved to the door, could only hear muffled voices, and some bed squeaking. He must have been giving it to her hard. I knew that I must look like a pervert standing outside, but Dan was still there watching. Finally, Deborah came out. I moved to the side, but she saw me. "I can't believe it," she said. "I have to go back upstairs." She left. Her blouse had been totally unbuttoned and she didn't even seem to care. I felt her disdain and both our humiliation. I walked back to my car. Dan came over. Deborah had knocked on a room upstairs. "A couple of college students," Dan said. "I took them some beer. They're hot to fuck the hell out of your wife!" He went on to tell me to stay in my car, that Deborah would be in the room for a long time, as some of their friends were coming over after they finished with her. Dan unzipped his pants and took out his dick. He told me to undo my pants and pull them and my underwear down to my ankles. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm not queer. But you can suck my dick. And when I cum, don't drop any of it, or Deb will pay for your fuck-up again." I bent over and took his dick in my mouth. I had never done anything like this before and I hesitated, but I knew I didn't have a choice. "Deb only has to make $1,000 tonight," Dan told me as I was sucking. "She'll be in that room until she makes it. I don't know how much the boys are charging their friends, or how many of them there will be. That's not my concern. I'll get my money in a little while. I'm about to cum." He held my head as he pumped his cum in my mouth. It tasted salty, sticky, I didn't drop any of it. Dan got out of my car and walked up to the room. In a few minutes, he came back, money in hand. As he counted out 10 $100 bills, he told me, "you better wait until she leaves, I think she may need your help to get down the stairs." I waited as I watched two and three guys at a time go up to the room. Dan was right, my wife Deborah was a real whore now....... After the motel episode, Dan left Deborah alone for a few days. She needed it. She was sore from the fucking the college guys had given her. I still wasn't aware of all she had gone through, but I know there was some double penetration and plenty of anal. On the next Tuesday Dan called Deborah with instructions as to how she was to dress again. I told her that this had gone too far and I was calling a stop to it, even if it meant jail for me. She just seemed somewhat numb at my announcement. OK, it was way too late, but I had to do something. I went into the office and talked to Dan. "This is all over," I said. "It has gone too far. Send me to jail or whatever, but it’s over." "I don't think so," Dan replied. "You bet I'll send your ass to jail. You'll lose the house and everything you've got. Deborah will still have to work as a pro, and I'll send the pics to her school and to your kids and family." I was speechless. "What pics?" I asked. "We've got a full length movie of the motel room with the college kids. Quite interesting. You want to see it? I imagine Deborah's principal would be interested, and the school board, as well as your kids." "You're lying, you don't have any pictures at all," I retorted. With that Dan put a DVD in his computer. "Come around this side of my desk and get a good view," Dan said. I could see Deborah on top of a blond haired man, maybe 20 years old. She was riding his dick for all it was worth. Several other young men stood around the bed with their dicks out. She bent down and took a particularly large black one into her mouth as she was ordered to suck it. One very young looking kid with black curly hair moved behind her and began fingering her asshole. I watched as he replaced his finger with his (gratefully) somewhat smallish dick. She was servicing three at a time. Dan broke my silence with, "she takes a big one in the ass a little later. But hell, you can have a copy. I've got several. Still want to go to jail?" I was silent. I knew he would do everything he said. "Please don't send this tape to anyone," I pleaded. I knew it would destroy Deborah if our kids saw it, or her parents. "Call her up," Dan depended. I called Deborah on her cell. Even though she was already at school, she answered it since it was from me. I never call her during class unless it's an emergency. I told her Dan wanted to talk to her. The tape was still playing. He turned the sound up. "Hear that?" Dan placed the phone near the microphone. The guys were yelling, "fuck the bitch, yea, she's got a sweet ass for a whore. Tell us whore, you're married, right? You must love this young cock. Tell us what you want!" I could easily hear Deborah on the tape saying, "fuck me, fuck me, give it to me hard." Deborah was crying when Dan handed the phone back to me. He had talked to her for quite a while longer while he had me go to his private restroom and wait until he was finished. "I've got to do some things," Deborah mumbled, choking through her tears. "Don't come home until after eight. We'll have some company earlier...and later," she said. She hung up. Dan looked at me, "you're pathetic. You better do what she said. You've just made it worse for the both of you now." I was to later learn that she was to seduce her principal, get him to come over to our house, and fuck him in our bed. Her principal was a little older than her and a real jerk. We both had jerks for bosses. I didn't doubt that he would go for her easily. He always bordered on being inappropriate with the female teachers. I stayed at work late, then went out to eat afterward, taking my time, waiting until eight when I could go home. I wondered what awaited me there. There were no cars in the drive except Deborah's when I arrived. She was in the shower. She said nothing to me when I spoke to her. Her eyes were like in a daze. She was hurt, angry, and silent. Still, I knew she would go through whatever Dan had told her to do. She would do anything to keep that tape from our children. What I didn't know at the time was that her principal had just left our house. He had been calling her to his office for any excuse over the last couple of weeks, since she had been dressing as Dan had told her to. She told me that Dan had instructed her to do whatever it took to fuck her principal that afternoon. She had an aide watch her class, went into the restroom and removed her bra and panties. She walked to the principal's office and just opened his door and went right in. He was sitting at his desk and was surprised to see her. She bent over his desk, giving him a view of her tits. She was talking about text books again, but watched his eyes, they were fixed on her tits. She moved her hand up and unbuttoned tow buttons. Now her tits were in full view. Doug didn't know what was going on but liked it, nonetheless. He reached up and cupped her breast, squeezing it and pinching her nipple. Then he did to other one the same. Deborah just kept on talking text books as if nothing were happening. She didn't know what to say. She just knew that she had to fuck him and was willing to do whatever it took. She moved around his desk, sitting on the edge, right in front of him. As she sat down, her skirt moved up on her thighs some. She parted her legs, showing him her pantyless pussy. He stared for a moment, not believing his luck. Deborah just kept talking about textbooks. Doug moved his hand up her thigh and his finger into her pussy. He fingered her for a while, and then stood up. She knew he would fuck right in his office, but Dan had instructed her to fuck him in our bed. She stood up, rubbed his now hard cock through his pants and said, "I'll be home by four, can you come over and play?" Doug didn't know why he was getting so lucky, just that Deborah had really been dressing sexy lately. He wasn't about to ask any questions and risk messing this up..... He was at our house, pulling into our driveway, before Deborah got the garage door closed. She walked around to the front door and invited him in. He immediately pinned her to the wall, fondled her tits and ass, dry humping her right in the foyer. Deborah pushed him back, saying, "not here, let's go in the bedroom." If she was going to fuck this lecherous man, she was going to do it exactly as she had been told to by Dan. She was unbuttoning her blouse and unzipping her skirt as she walked to the bed. She wanted to get this over with quickly. She stepped out of her shoes, her skirt dropped and she lay back on the bed, spreading her legs. She pulled her blouse to the sides, revealing her full tits. Doug had his dick out and was climbing between her legs immediately. His dick was long and skinny, and he had more pubic hair than she had even seen. He stuck it in her quickly and began to fuck her as if there were no tomorrow. He reached his hands under her ass, squeezing her mounds. He sucked one tit and then the other. He came quickly, shooting his cum deep within her. He had left soon after, telling her he would see her tomorrow. About 8:30 Steve drove up. Carl was with him. Steve was not a bad guy, even though he was best friends with Dan, even though he had fucked my wife. Carl, on the other hand, was sickening to me. I really hated him. He had kept me from getting a promotion, and in general was highly critical of everything I did. Come to think of it, Steve is a jerk! Just compared to Carl, he's not so bad. When Steve and Carl arrived, Deborah came out of the bedroom. She had been getting ready. She had fixed her hair, put on fresh makeup, and dressed...in thigh-high fishnet garters and a black garter belt, a silk red corset with black lace trim, no panties. She had shaved her pubic hair all except for a patch right above her pussy. The corset pushed her breasts up but didn't cover her nipples. She looked like a dream. "Looks light you've got the couch," Steve said to me. "We've been invited to spend the night." As he and Carl started to the bedroom, he said, "do go out and get us some beer. Bud Light for me, and Coors for Carl. Deb, what do you want?" "Smirnoff light," she answered. She was accepting her new life. Steve and Carl had taken Deborah back to the bedroom. I was on the couch watching TV or trying to. I knew they would be fucking my wife because of my indiscretion of embezzling the money. But hadn't she done enough? Obviously not. I could hear sounds from the bedroom. It was driving me crazy, knowing they would have her all night and I got the couch. After several minutes, Steve called out for me to bring them beer. I brought one Bud light, one Coors, and one Smirnoff, just like they ordered. When I got in the bedroom, Deborah was on her knees in the bed, Steve was taking her from behind. Carl was in front of her on his knees. I was confused at first, but I realized that he was making my wife lick his ass! I really hated him. My anger rose. Carl saw it and knowing I couldn't do anything about it or I'd make it worse, rubbed it in. "Like watching your wife, I mean my whore, get fucked while she licks my ass?" Carl snickered. "Deb, tongue out as far as you can, rim around my asshole, babe. That's it, now stick it in, do it now!" Steve grabbed her hair, "fuck his ass with your tongue, honey. Hold it out and stick it in and out, oh, yeah!" Steve was fucking her hard, his big balls slapping my wife's ass, holding her hair, keeping her head in the best position for her tongue to go into Carl's ass. "Sit down and watch," Steve ordered me. I pulled up the chair I had sit in over a week earlier, watching my boss Dan and Steve DP Deborah. "I'm cumming!" he announced. "Oh, what a big load!" as he emptied it into my wife's pussy. I'm sorry, I'm to call it her cunt from now on. Steve took the beer I had brought him and keeping his dick in Deborah's cunt, held her by the hair and pushed her face into Carl's ass. "Back up into her, Carl. Deborah, get him deep and suck you bitch!" Steve ordered as I saw tears fall down her face. "That feels so good!" Carl yelled out. "Keep up the good work whore!" Steve pulled out of Deborah, walked around to her face, pulled her hair, and commanded her to suck his dick. "I'm sorry, Carl, but I needed to use her mouth," Steve said. "That's OK," Carl voiced. "I need to use her ass." Carl moved around behind Deborah, spit on her ass a couple of times, stuck his finger in her ass, and ordered me to come over. "Suck this," as he stuck his finger up to my mouth, "taste your wife's ass juices." I suck his finger as he asked. "Now suck my dick!" he ordered. I got down on my knees and took his dick in my mouth. I tried to get it as wet as I could to ease the force on Deborah's ass. Carl pushed me away, "like that a little too much, don't you?" I didn't. I hated it. I hated Carl. I hated what I brought on my wife. I sat back down. Carl pushed his dick into Deb's ass with one hard shove. She cried out, but he didn't care. He fucked her hard. "I'm literally going to fuck the shit out of your wife, and you can't do anything about it George!" Carl vehemently stated. Steve had taken his dick out of my wife's mouth and was slapping his semi-hard erection on her face. "George, why don't you be a good boy and suck my cum out of your wife's pussy hole?" Steve told me. I got down between Carl's legs and stuck my head between Deb's legs and tried to eat her out. Carl's banging of her ass made it really hard, but I tried to keep my tongue in her cunt and suck the cum out. I moved away and sit back down, watching Carl continue to assault Deborah's ass. He was holding on to her tits and pulling his dick almost out and plunging it back in. Then he tightened his grip on her tits even more and increased the speed on his thrusts. I hoped he would cum soon for her sake. "Damn, I'm cumming whore!" Carl yelled. He held his dick in her ass as he shot his filthy load in her. There was a moment of relaxation almost, and the he ordered me to lay on the bed and Deborah to sit on my face so I could suck her ass while she sucked his dick. Ass to mouth for both of us, I thought as I ate his cum out my wife's ass. Carl is a worse bastard than I thought. "You've cleaned me up real good, whore," Carl said to my wife, "but I've got to piss. Hold him down with your ass, wife. Don't move George. Don't move at all. Hold your lips real tight whore wife," I could hear Carl say. "No, no!" I struggled to say, but Carl was pushing down on her as she sat on me. Steve came around from behind and held my arms to the bed. "Please don't use my wife as your toilet," I frantically thought. But I could hear Carl saying, "swallow it all and you won't mess up your pretty sheets." The son of a bitch was pissing in her mouth and making her swallow it. Some of his piss had run down her face, down her tits, and stomach and was dripping on my forehead. When he released her, she was gagging and ran into the bathroom and slammed the door. "You can leave now. She'll be spending the night with us. We will be gone in the morning. She'll have to be at the office by 4:00pm tomorrow, though. Dan has arranged a party and your wife is the favor!" Carl reveled in telling me. "But before you get back to your TV, bring us some more beer, these have gotten warm." The next morning after the men left our house, I went in to see Deborah. She was lying in our bed with the sheet pulled up. She said, "you probably know what you are to do, so lick me clean and then let me sleep. I've taken off work and set the alarm for noon. I'll sleep better after you make me cum from eating me out." She closed her eyes and relaxed while I lifted the sheet and started with my familiar duty, eating the cum of the men she had fucked. I could tell she was getting aroused. She moved her hands to my head and pulled me even tighter into her pussy. I knew she was going to climax soon. "Tongue me! Suck me! Eat their cum!" she cried as she climaxed. This new life and all this fucking has gotten to her. I left for work. When I got there, I knew something was up, the office was buzzing, but I was left out of the loop. All I knew was that Deborah was to be here at 4:00 pm, as Carl had said. The story from Deborah's side: I woke up when the alarm went off at noon. I had slept in the nude, something I had never done before. I hated George for getting us into this, but I knew that we would remain married, and that I still loved him although I was in shock and numb, and angry. And something else. For some time, I have been getting wet and tingly thinking about the men who are going to fuck me. I hate that I do, but I do. I will never admit it, but Steve knew that I climaxed when he shot his load inside me this morning. What's happening to me? I also climaxed at the motel with the young students. Such hard dicks, and they wanted me! I'm 53, they're 18, and they find me attractive? I'd like to think that, but it’s probably just the need of a hole to cum in. They certainly used mine! When I was riding the young black man with the big dick (it did feel good), the young man with the dark curly hair took my ass, and a blond haired handsome student stuck his dick in my mouth. It was all I could do to keep it in. It kinda went like that all night. Pulling my hair back and fucking me real hard, pinching my tits, sucking them, fucking me. I really lost count of how many of them there were. But I know that most took me more than once. I also knew that I had cum more than once, although I tried not to. "Took me." That's the right phrase. I had certainly been taken a lot. I didn't want any of this, but what could I do? Oh, God! If that tape even got to my children. No way. I couldn't let it happen. I wouldn't. I will do what they want and hopefully they'll tire of me and I can get back to my life. Oh, no! I'll have to fuck my principal forever! He insisted that we get together today, but I took off. I told him I'd see him tomorrow. Maybe when this is over, I can quit, get another job, in another town, maybe. Well, at least this afternoon I get treated. Dan has arranged for a massage, facial, hairdo, makeup, and nails (fingers and toes)! I'll be at the spa until I go to George's office. Dan is even sending some new clothes to me at the spa. Might as well make the best of a bad, no! Horrible situation. I wonder what Dan will make me do at the office. Deborah's husband, George, now tells the story: It's almost 4:00 and I have been told to stay in my office. The break room is off limits. I have noticed that several of my colleagues have gathered in the break room. I hear some commotion and look out my window. Dan is escorting Deborah to the break room. She looks like a million! She is wearing a beautiful red dress, very low cut. She must have on a pushup bra, her tits are about to fall out. The dress is slit up the side, and I can tell she has on thigh-high hose and a garter. The dress is too short for her. She looks like a hooker! Steve takes my wife into the break room and closes the door. A few minutes later my phone rings. It is Dan. "Did you catch how great Deborah looks?" Dan asks. "I did see her briefly," I respond. "She's giving free blow jobs in the break room, but you're not invited," Dan laughed. "I understand that even some of the women are going to have her lick their cunts! Starting at 7:00, she'll be at the hotel. We've got reservations for the brass every 45 minutes until 11:30. After that anyone who wants to fuck her can go over. Not everybody knows she's your wife, but anybody gets to use her from now on, except, of course, when I'll have her do some special assignments. Just thought you'd like to know where your wife will be!" With that he hung up. Deborah tells the story: I can't believe that I felt so good about myself, and now I'm sucking off one of my husband's co-workers, while I don't know how many others are standing in line for me to do the same to them. Dan has had me to take off my dress (so I won't get cum on it!) He has taken my bra off, so my breasts are hanging free! I think that every man, and, yes, one woman, has already sucked on my nipples, grabbed my ass, and felt my pussy. Of course, no panties, just a garter belt and "hooker" hose! I'm now sitting down in a swivel chair with a towel thrown in it. I'm thankful for that, I don't think I could be on my knees as long as it will take me to get all these men to cum. I'm doing just as Dan has told me. I lick their shaft, their balls, suck each ball, and then kiss the tip before the dick goes in my mouth. As I suck, I look the man in the eyes. I take him as deep as I can and talk dirty to him and stroke his dick each time I come up for a breath. If he is slow to cum, I am to suck my finger, deep throat him and stick one finger in his ass as I gently massage his balls with my other hand. I'm so glad Dan thinks of me! I know I have to suck off everyone in the next two and a half hours because Dan is taking me somewhere and we have to leave at 6:30. And then there's that woman. The men are kidding her. She apparently is a dyke. But I've never, and I won't, I can't! But I have to.... Oh! He's cumming! I've missed some, it's dropping on my Tito. Hold your mouth tight...swallow...don't think about what's going down your throat...try to enjoy it...I think that's all, I've sucked it all out. He just has to slap my face and tits with his dick. He'll mess up my makeup. On well, "Next!" Remember, Deborah, you're the company whore. As told by Deborah: Here I am, sucking off yet another man I don't know. He is number five, and the woman is next. He does have a nice dick, I really got wet as I licked it, flicking my tongue over the head, teasing it, before I took it through my lips into my mouth. I have sucked on it only a short time, but I think he is about to cum. I have swallowed the first four, with only a little of their cum dripping on my chin or onto my tits. I don't know if I can keep this up. Being as matter of fact about as I can is the only way I'm going to get through this day. I wonder if he can tell what I'm thinking as I look into his eyes. Yea, here it goes, his eyes have betrayed him, he's about to cum. Lips tight, Deborah, swallow as he shoots and it'll be easier. Now the woman, please, no. She's just another body, it doesn't matter. She's a little overweight, just like me. But she does look manly. That's it, pretend she's a man without a dick! "Hi, I'm Amy," she says. "Let me help you with that cum on your chin, that's it, suck it off my finger. That's a good girl. I like the look of the cum on your tits, I'm sure there will be a lot more before the afternoon is over. Have you ever licked pussy, before, honey? Let's move to the restroom. These guys don't need to watch us play." She takes my hand and we head for the restroom amid jeers and leers, and smacking of my ass by some of the men as we pass them. More than one cry out, "Not fair!, You got to see us." Oh, God, keep it together, Deborah. I can feel the tears well up in my eyes. I'm in this restroom, dressed only in a garter belt, hose and high heeled shoes, cum all over my tits, standing as this dyke fingers my pussy. "Put your foot on the toilet, I'm going to taste you," Amy orders. I am shaking as I do. "I like that, nervous, scared. It really is your first time, Isn't it?" "Yes, it is," I tell her, tears now running down my face. "Then I'm glad it's in a public restroom, with men who know you and your husband, standing outside the door, knowing what's going on. Men you've either already sucked off, or who you will shortly have to. Men who can fuck you as they want. Men whose cum you'll take as they please," Amy is hard. Now she is on one knee, licking and tonguing my pussy. I think she likes that I'm crying as she's doing it. "That was good," Amy says, looking me in the eyes. "Want to taste yourself?" It really isn't a question, as Amy holds my head and thrusts her tongue in my mouth, holding me, as her tongue explores mine. "Open your mouth wide," Amy orders. She spits in my mouth. Oh, what next? "I think you'll have to be on your knees to do me," Amy says. She unzips her skirt, stepping out of it, and has me take her white full panties off. I can see that she is wet, as she orders me to lick it. "Now stick your tongue in deep," she orders. Her juices taste sweeter and not as salty as the men. "You will learn to do this well. I'm Dan's assistant. He is such a pervert. He tells me I can have you when I wish. You will want to keep me very happy, understand? Now suck my juices!" She begins to cum in my mouth and her juices flow. I think she'll never stop as I dutifully suck her cunt. I know she got off on humiliating me as much as she did me licking her. "One more thing before you're through," Amy says. Dan has told me how well you tongue his asshole. Now, do mine very well, if you know what's good for you." Amy turns around and bends over, sticking her ass right in my face. I tongue and suck it as she orders. George, Deborah's husband, now picks up the story: Dan called me to let me know that Deborah had done OK sucking the men off, and that Amy, his assistant, had enjoyed her as well. And, oh, yea, he said, her jaws are sore! He laughed. Son of a bitch! It was more than enough that Deborah had to fuck the entire staff, but this dyke was too much. I understood that Deborah was to be in one of the hotel rooms and that the company employees knew which one, and that a few *********** employees would have her to themselves, privately. After that, the room would be open for anyone to come in as they liked. She was to "pull the train." That is she would have to fuck them all, as they took her, one after another. How many? I thought as I worried about my wife. Dan called me later to tell me that he had taken a couple of pictures of Deborah and would email them to me. He called once later to say that things had gotten a "little out of hand" and that about ten of the men had waited patiently in line to fuck her, one after another. But he went on to tell me, the others couldn't wait and were "ganging" her as we spoke. Deborah was riding one man, while trying to give hand jobs to two others and suck yet another. He hung up as he told me that Manuel, one of the janitors, was trying to fuck her ass, and he wanted to see if she could take five men at once. He emailed me a couple of pictures he took at the hotel. Dan brought her home about 4:00 am the next morning. She was wearing a hotel robe. Cum was all in her hair and on her face, tits, and all over. "I told them I had to take her home, but they could all jack off on her before we left. You should have seen it! Cum going everywhere. I think they call it bukkake. She looks pretty, don't you think?" Deborah tells the story: Dan has called me and ordered me to come to the office after school. It will be the first time he's asked for me since the hotel room. I was so sore and I soaked forever before I got all the cum off. It was so humiliating lying on the bed with my legs spread, the men lined up to fuck me one after the other. They even loved it when they saw me crying as they plunged their dicks in me. I am a hole, or holes for their use. I am a cum dump. "Fuck me, fuck me hard!" they have me say to them. "I like it, you're so good, give me more!" They laugh at me when I cry. I think it turns them on when I choke on their dicks and their cum. One at a time wasn't enough. When they began ganging me all at once, I couldn't keep up. I tried to straddle one of their dicks while another pushed into my ass, and yet another was in my mouth. I couldn't keep up jacking them off with my hands as I was being fucked by three others. But every time I couldn't keep my hands going they would slap me so hard. Usually my ass, sometimes my tits, and even my face. When the cum mostly soaked off, George could see how red and bruised I was. Make-up helped. My principal liked how heavy I was wearing it. It was all I could do to put him off until after school, he would have fucked me in his office. My principal is a regular now at least twice a week after school at my house. And I am to call Dan and tell him the details of my fucking when George gets home. George has to lick me and eat all the cum out as I talk to Dan on the phone. And I do make George lick and eat me very well. I usually cum while he eats me and I am talking to Dan. Dan loves to hear my voice change as I do. But is has been over two weeks since the hotel room and I am now walking into Dan's office. Amy, his assistant is with him. I thought I was past it, but I'm about to cry when I see her. "Hello, Deborah," Amy says. "I saw the video of you hotel performance." Oh! God! No! I am now crying, I can't stop. "Isn't that sweet, Dan," Amy says. "Deborah likes her movie." Amy begins to unbutton my blouse. I am just standing and letting her. I suppose I'll let anyone do anything. That will please Dan. Amy is now sucking on my nipples, one after the other, back, and forth. "Raise your skirt, whore!" Amy orders as Dan looks on. She's beginning to rub my cunt. It's like I'm in a trance. Amy is kissing me, tonguing my mouth deeply. She is licking the tears on my face. She is pushing my shoulders down. I don't even know how it is happening, really. It is like I'm in another world. I am now tonguing her pussy, sticking it in deep as she orders me. Now Dan's dick is slapping my cheek. I take it in. I hold it as I tongue Amy pussy some more. Amy sits in the chair. I'm on my hands and knees alternately licking, sucking, and deep tonguing her pussy. Dan is slapping my ass with his dick. Dan is plunging his dick into me as my tongue goes deeper into Amy. She is holding my hair as her juices flood my mouth. Dan is depositing his cum in my cunt as I lick Amy clean. "Stand up, Deborah," I hear Amy order. As I do, she hands me fishnet thigh-high hose and orders me to put them on. She then gives me a very short black stretch skirt to wear. I am then given a white button-up blouse. Amy has me put it on, but not button it. She ties it just below my tits in a knot. She completes my outfit with black high heels. "Almost ready," she says. Dan walks over with a black leather dog collar with silver stars. He puts it on my neck and fastens it. I almost cry again. "You're crying will be all out after tonight," Amy smiles wickedly. Dan hands Amy a black leash. She clips it to the collar and leads me out. I hear whistles and crude remarks as I walk out in front of Amy as she holds the leash. Most of them have seen me naked. Hell, most of them have fucked me. Amy opens her car door and has me get in. "Raise your skirt before you sit down," she orders. "Spread your legs and play with yourself as I drive." She fondles my tits and cunt when we stop. I have no idea where we are going. Amy pulls up in front of a nice looking bar. She takes my leash and has me walk in front again. When we get inside, I notice that there are only women, with the exception of a few obviously gay men who are serving drinks. Oh! No! I'm in a lesbian bar and the slave of a dyke! Amy sits down at a large table and has me stand beside her. Soon we are joined by several women. "It is Deborah's first," Amy tells the women. "We'll want to show her a good time." The women smile and nod. Amy pulls my leash and has me kneel beside her. "Show them all how good you are," she says as she pushes my head under the table. One by one, I move around the table. One by one they raise their skirts, spread their legs, and hold my head tight to their pussys as I lick, suck, and tongue them until their juices flow into my mouth. I am given a sip of a drink after each one, but I am not to get up until I do the five women. I am finally allowed to sit next to Amy. "Isn't she a good slut?" Amy offers. They all agree. Amy hands my leash to the fat woman who had the smelly pussy. "Make her your bitch!" Amy says I am lead to the restroom. Along the way, the woman points to a young girl and motions with her finger for her to follow. Once in the restroom, the woman takes me to a stall. The young girl of about 20 years, I guess, sits on the toilet as she takes down her panties. I can feel my skirt being raised and turn just in time to see the fat woman has a strap-on! She pushes it into my cunt with no mercy. She pinches my tits, pulls my hair, and calls me every degrading thing she can think of as my face to pushed into the young girl and I am expected to make her cum. One by one, the other four women repeat the same. I am cried out now. Nothing else could ever be worse. I am thankful for whatever lubrication Dan's cum gave to me. I am hurting all over, my knees are on fire, and my tits are red and bruised as Amy has me walk in front on her to the car. She drives as I play with myself as ordered. She stops alongside the street in a dirty, seedy portion of town. "Get out," Amy orders. "Why? What am I to do?" I ask. "The entry fee is only $250," she says. "What entry fee?" "The entry fee to get back in the car so I will take you home," Amy explains. "See those women?" I had noticed some women who looked like prostitutes walking around. It now dawns on me that I am to sell myself. "Watch them," Amy said. "You walk around and try to get the attention of the men who drive by. Ask them if they want a date and do whatever it takes to get the money. Now get out!" As I walk along the sidewalk, the breeze blows on my bare pussy. My skirt barely comes to the bottom of my ass, and my tits are definitely hanging out above the tied blouse. A blue car stops beside me. I walk over as he rolls the window down. "Want a date?" I ask. It is hard to even breathe as he drives away. The story told by her husband, George: Deborah has now officially become a working prostitute. She told me of earning her first $250 Amy forced her to make. She sucked and fucked her first "john" in his car while they were parked behind a building downtown. He gave her $100. She sucked on his dick as he drove around. He got harder and harder until some precum leaked out into Deb's mouth. She then pulled behind the building and she straddled his dick as he moved over and lay the seat back. He had her tits out the whole time and anyone walking by could have easily known she was fucking him. She then walked the streets some more and picked up a "date" with two younger men who made her suck them both and swallow their cum. One of the men fingered her(she wasn't expecting this) as she sucked the other. She was commanded to hold her mouth tight as he shoot his big load down her throat. The second man jerked out and shot his cum on her face and tits before sticking it back in her mouth and making her suck him dry. She then was finally able get a fat middle aged man to pick her up. He only had $60, but she gave him a suck and fuck anyway, just so she could go home. His dick was short and fat. He hadn't bathed either. It was hard for Deborah to get his dick into her pussy in the confines of the car. She could barely get him in, but he held her tight against his belly as they fucked. His mouth was right at her tits and he sucked and bit them as she rode him. He left red bite marks on her tits. Amy has her working the streets now once a week at least, usually Friday nights. Amy has made me ride with them several times. She lets Deb out and we park and watch as she makes her "dates". The first time I saw her get into a car with a stranger, I shook. I was really worried. Just watching her walk along the street with her tits and ass mainly hanging out gets to me. When Deb bends over the car window, I know her tits are out and I have seen the men grab them as she sets up her "date". Amy makes me buy Deborah's condoms. If she runs out, Amy tells her to go bareback, which she hasn't done, but I know that I better keep her amply supplied. Deb used 12 condoms last Friday, the most so far in one night. She also made over $800 that night. Amy gets all the money. Amy gives a cut of it to one of the local pimps for allowing Deb to work "his streets". The pimp, a tall black man, gets to fuck Deborah when he wants. A couple of weeks ago the pimp fucked Deborah in the back of his car while Amy and I were parked across the street. He has a large, long, very black dick. Deborah came back to Amy's car after it was finished. Amy had me to eat his cum out of Deb. He hadn't used a condom. That's one of his 'perks'. Last Wednesday, a night Deborah used to go to church, Amy had her to come over to her house. All I know is that they had some sort of lesbian party. Deb licked, sucked, and fucked the women and they fucked her. She came home with her pussy and ass both red and gaping. She said that women are worse than men. Deborah has been gangbanged a few times, as Dan or Amy has set them up. The most she's done so far is eight men at once, and six women at once, in two separate gangbangs. Dan has told her that he is setting up a "huge" one for her, whatever that means. I got to go the eight man gangbang. Of course, I didn't get to have sex with my wife. I got to watch and "fluff" the men if needed. "Fluffing" is either sucking or hand stimulating the men to keep them hard. They had Deborah start the gangbang by dancing for them and stripping. Then she was forced to her knees and went around the circle jacking and sucking each of the men. She then laid down on the mattress, spread her legs and held her pussy open, as she asked, "who's first?" From then on, it was one in her pussy and one in her mouth at a minimum. She started getting on top of a man as he lay down, so her ass was easily available. She did two in her pussy and two in her ass as well. I couldn't believe she could take two, but seeing is believing. Some of my fellow workers were there. A few of them had me suck their dicks after they did Deborah in the ass. I had to swallow some of their cum. That just made a little less for Deborah to swallow or be pumped in her. There's hardly a night when someone from the company doesn't call her for sex. She goes to their house, or often, they come to ours. They like knowing they are fucking my wife in our bed while I'm in the living room waiting for them to finish. They get pissed off if Dan or Amy has her out someplace else. Deb always has me eat her out after the men leave. Sometimes I even eat her out while they're watching. I think the men and Deborah alike get off watching me eat another man's cum out of my wife. Deborah finishes the story: I'm pretty tired most of the time. Last night two men from George's work didn't leave until almost midnight. They DP'ed me and had me suck them and tongue their asses until I think I literally got all the cum they could possibly produce out of them. Besides having dicks and dildos up me all the time, I get to tongue a lot of asses. I was repulsed by it at first, but now it's just part of what I do. I do make George eat me out good after. I fall asleep after I cum. I can make a woman cum hard and fast now. And I can even cum from a woman licking me. Amy has me wear a butt plug every day. She keeps getting them bigger and bigger. She says she wants my "gape" to be permanent. It does make it easier to take a big dick, or a big dildo. I often have to keep anal beads in my pussy. The combination makes me walk with my ass stuck out and my tits pushed out. The men all seem to love it, as well as Amy and her friends. Next Saturday is the gangbang. Dan tells me he has got over 40 coming...and cumming. Oh, well, tonight I go to work on the streets again.

Chapter 4: Randy pays me [Karen] Jerry was hardly my only romantic interest, even at work. But by chance, my two regular lovers at the time were not coworkers. With plenty of sex and sex opportunity outside work, I had no need to do more than flirt in the office. And I was afraid that a lover hanging around my desk would screw up what I had going with Jerry. Besides, even with the other guys, the older professionals, I got a lot of pleasure showing off my feminine qualities that I'd miss with a lover. Lovers eventually take you for granted, especially when you want them to notice you. Showing a guy my panties might spice up the afternoon, but only if he considered it a treat. About a month after Hilda and I became bosom buddies, I got more attention from Randy than even I wanted. He'd been coming on slow for the several years I'd worked there, but something seemed to have recently convinced him that I was a more likely target to hit on than he'd previously thought. What it was I never found out, even trying to read his mind. This mind reading business doesn't tell me what's buried, only what the guy's actually thinking. I could have asked him why he started thinking of me as a loose woman. While he probably wouldn't actually tell me, a question like that usually brings up the memory to the surface. But I didn't want to sound angry. I don't mind being thought of as a slut in a friendly sort of way. A slut has sex for the fun of it. And that certainly defines me. In my book, a girl who has to love a man to bed him is a prude. Hilda and I agree on that one. But I didn't want a romantic affair with Randy. He didn't even particularly turn me on. I'm not sure why. He was typically tall, dark and handsome. Maybe it was just that he wasn't quite as attractive as he seemed to think. He was married but separated and getting divorced. While he blamed the slow process on his wife I could tell because of my special ability that he was in no more of a rush to make it permanent than she was. He didn't know why she was dragging her feet, but he found the status very comfortable. A girl couldn't expect him to make any immediate commitment. Yet he wasn't cheating either. I knew Randy was only interest in sex, not any sort of relationship. "Randy, stop it." I demanded one time when he cornered me in my office. "Look. I know you well enough to know you only want to get in my pants with your dick. No," I said, shushing his protest with a finger to his lips, "don't bother denying it. I don't even mind. If I had any sort of affair with you that's all I'd want anyhow." At this point he had me backed up against the front of my desk, leaning back a bit, away from him. But he was standing so close that his erection was pushing against my belly. We both knew I could feel it perfectly. The fact that I was ignoring the contact was encouraging him. "Look, I don't want you for a boyfriend. I hardly even like you. I could imagine having sex with you, but not going out to a movie with you. I'll tell you what. Pay me." "Huh?" "Pay me. I've always had this fantasy about being a whore. I think if I was doing it for money, and had to do it just to please you, I'd find it a real turn on. What does a prostitute get paid? A hundred a shot? Must be more for an entire evening or the whole night. Since I won't have any other customers you could use my body as long as you wanted, two or three times if you're up to it, as long as you pay me the going rate for a one shot. If we both like the arrangement, we could go for encores. But I suppose if I'm to be a proper professional, I should try to raise my rates after showing you how good I can be." "Why should you want money? You get paid more than I do. I should charge you." "Ah, but I'm the woman. You're the one who's so horny you're sticking your penis into my belly." My verbalizing of what he was doing made him suddenly embarrassed. He jumped back several feet. It felt good to be able to straighten up, but I kind of missed the pressure on my abdomen. I think I love penises second most when I can feel them still inside my lover's pants. When we're both naked, I'm always afraid he'll put it in me too soon. Only if he takes sufficient time and gets me really ready do I really love feeling it inside me. But if he does do everything right, then I do love feeling it inside me, even more than when it's still in his pants. I pretty much knew Randy was not going to be a perfect lover. He would lose patience and fuck me for his own pleasure long before I was really ready. So it occurred to me that, doing it like a whore could make the inevitable sort of exciting. Anyway, unless I tried, I'd never know how realistic my fantasy could be. But it had to be real prostitution, not just pretend. "Not only will you pay me, but you'll pay me the going rate, so that I know you aren't just using me because I'm cheaper that the girl on the street. I want to be your prostitute of choice, not your compliant girlfriend. What do the girls up town charge?" "I don't know." "Liar." "Well, it's been a few years. Last time I asked one she wanted fifty for twenty minutes." "I bet it wasn't long ago and the price is still current. OK. I don't work for less than an hour. A hundred dollars. Time after the hour is over is free because I won't have anything else to do anyway. So you can fuck me as many times as you want before dawn. But a second date will cost the same or more. If I manage to really please you I might try to jack up my fee. Or I might ask for a tip before I leave. Randy, a hundred or more is no big deal for either of us. But it's what you would pay on the street. I want you to prove to me with your wallet that you like my pussy at least as much as that of a street walker. And if you don't, well, you don't have to give me any repeat business." "Anal sex?" "It will cost you extra!" I said in a regular voice, then added in a whisper, "You have to coach me a little here. What should I demand? Would another twenty be right?" "I should say yes, but I don't know. Prostitutes try to charge twice for everything. Sometimes you get a girl in your room and she tells you that all she agreed to was a hand job. Actual coitus costs more. I hate dickering after we've actually made the arrangements, and the girls know it. But that doesn't stop them from being greedy. I imagine ahead of time the girl might agree to twenty, but if I suggested it once I had my pants down she'd demand a hundred. Are you supposed to be an honest whore?" "I think so." "Well, than we'll make it a hundred and twenty for anything I want, including anal sex, cunnilingus, fellatio, even bondage. But I think bondage is usually mostly a treat for the girl. Really, I've never done anything kinky with a professional, just with girlfriends. Not even anal sex." "OK, I don't mind anal sex much. Just between us, and before we assume our respective roles, I have to admit a few things. The type of sex I'm expecting is exactly what I usually don't want but often get from my lovers. If sex was only for my benefit, say I was paying you, I'd want a back massage, say for a half hour. During that time you would tease me by lightly touching my lips and anal opening when doing the insides of my thighs. When I undress you should look at and admire my tits. But don't touch them. They're shapely but small, and when a man touches them, at least before I'm ready, his touch only reminds me of how small they are. "After you've excited me sufficiently, you have me turn over, rub my legs, arms, neck and face. Then you start on my torso. Waist, hips, even run your fingers through my meadow and between my lips. It's better if you don't penetrate me fully at this time, but won't matter much if you do. I never mind much getting finger fucked, even when I'm not ready. But you still have to be careful of my tits. Work around them, underneath, above, and on the sides. Try to move closer to my nipples. If I sigh contentedly, I'm yours to do with as you please. And please do something. It takes so long for me to get comfortable enough that not having my tits squeezed when I want it is a terrible waste of opportunity. "But if I tense up, stay away from my nipples. Anyway, I'll be more than ready to fuck at that point just about any way a guy wants me, anal or vaginal. In fact, I'm so grateful that I'm eager to reward him for the pleasure he's given me. But you realize what I've described would take much longer than what a whore generally does for a John. I imagine I'd have to pay a gigolo more than a hundred or a hundred and twenty. Only a few of my lovers have had the patience to treat me so patiently. I'm used to being less than fully satisfied. And anyhow, I would never expect a man who was paying me to do any of that. What excites me is the idea that I have to do for you exactly what you want and don't have to think about what I really want." "Would you let me try doing it that way?" "No. I told you what I want you to do. And anyway, you'd have to be a masseur to do the first part right." "Well, I took lessons once. And when I practiced on my girlfriend at the time, she seemed to really like it. I may not be a professional, but I can give a good back rub." "Oh! Well, no. First time do it the way we agreed. I really want to live my fantasy at least once. So no funny business. You make me do whatever you want and forget what I said. Otherwise no deal." "How about if I paid you more?" "If I was really a prostitute that would interest me. But I only want to charge so you know your paying for my pussy. And I intend to keep the money. In fact I'll probably spend it on a bunch on real sexy play things to celebrate my semipro status. But the answer is still no, mister. We stick by the deal." I could tell because of my special ability that Randy was dying to see if he could please me in a way that few of my lovers had. It was something that I would not have expected. But I was still determined to be a real whore now that I'd set it up. The idea of selling my pussy instead of just giving it away, had really gotten me excited. Even more than the prospect of a perfect affair. Besides, in spite of his intentions, there was no guarantee that he could deliver. While I was certain he could fork over one hundred and twenty dollars and make me a one time prostitute. Playing the part of a whore had always been a sort of tentative fantasy. Maybe lots of girls think about what it would be like to be used by a man who's paying for the privilege. But lately, since Hilda had dumped her revelation on me, the idea had preyed on my mind excessively. It seems any time I arrange anything at work it's always for that night. I refused to invite him to my apartment. So, I made him meet me on the street and pretend to be picking me up. I almost had a run in with some real pros before one of them realized I was only play acting. She told her friend in a stage whisper that embarrassed me in front of the whole street. I didn't mind people thinking I was a street walker, practically naked by way of dressing for the part. But for a second all those guys suddenly realized I was just wearing, or mostly not wearing, a costume, that I was a normal woman showing off her body for pleasure. I suddenly felt every bit as naked as I was with the sudden attention I received. Randy, however, saved the scene by acting his part perfectly. After some further negotiations, when he led me away everyone except the two girls were doubting her conclusion. Randy took me to a hotel room. His wife had kept their apartment and his temporary quarters weren't much, so he'd rented a fancy room, paying much more for it than he was paying me! I liked the touch. The cost didn't impress me any more than an expensive dinner. But the thought was what counted. When we walked through the hotel lobby, I stayed in character, while Randy, my John, was embarrassed escorting a girl wearing next to nothing who was obviously a whore. My blouse was transparent. No padded bra. But my tits are adequate when visible. They make up in quality what they lack in quantity. Unfortunately, under several layers of clothes they hardly assert themselves without help. So all of my bras are padded. When I undress with a lover, once my blouse comes off, I quickly remove my bra and toss it away. Any man with any experience will know it was padded. But I don't have to remind him of the fact. Nor do I like him examining the evidence. He can examine, all he wants with his eyes, what was hidden. As much as I don't like my breasts handled at this point, I love having them looked at. When I was out on the street, I was deliciously aware of the fact that every man going by was seeing me naked. My dress was a translucent beige slip. Before picking an outfit, I'd checked out a few street walkers and decided that they were mostly wearing sexy undergarments instead of outer wear. Some high style gowns are pretty revealing, but these girls wanted to look sexy while also cheap and available. Randy had arrived exactly on time about ten minutes after me. It was a long, exciting ten minutes. The worst part was that I got several near hits and didn't know what I'd do if either guy had consented to my ridiculously high asking price. Did they like me because I didn't seem interested. The other two girls were sexier. Under my slip-dress I had on skimpy black thong panties. I wanted the contrast to make them visible. The little triangle of black material seen through the front of the slip advertised my pubes much more blatantly than my pubic hair would have. The even smaller triangle above my buns only made it obvious that my fanny itself was also quite visible. Randy later told me that no pro had ever embarrassed him the way I had. Those girls always have some way, or some extra clothing to put on, so they can quickly become considerably less exposed and they use the cover-up going to and from their beat, and when they go somewhere with their John. Walking through the lobby still naked was not keeping in character as I had thought! In the room I refused to act like I knew Randy from anywhere. It was my way of reminding him to treat me like a professional. I made a point of not telling him my last name, and giving him a false first name. I think I told him to call me Mary - "like the virgin". Randy tested me by immediately grabbing my tits. Not hard or anything, just firmly and possessively. And I forced myself to act positively. Like a pro I pretended that I loved it. The funny thing was that I did! But I haven't learned to like having them quickly attacked, except when I'm selling myself. As my lover I'd still want even Randy to keep his hands off them. Then he demanded I suck him until he got good and hard. I can't say I love fellatio. I've never minded it and sometimes do enjoy it a lot. But do you know what whores do today? They put a rubber on the guy and suck the rubber! I can't think of anything more disgusting for the girl and hardly anything more frustrating for the guy. Randy says he thinks few guys want it any more. I didn't hold the line on that issue, and gave him head the way we both wanted me to do it! I should have charged him something extra for that. But how would I respond if he simply said go ahead and use the rubber? I wanted his prick naked in my mouth even more than he did! I guess Randy hadn't had a good blow job for a long time. He seemed willing to let me suck his dick practically forever. "Mister?" I kept pretending I didn't know his name. "Isn't there something else I can do for you?" I asked in my little girl innocent voice. "Of course. Get on all fours. Do you have any lube for your ass?" "Oh goodie." I responded as I got a dab out of the tube and spread some around inside my hole. Then I handed him the tube and presented him my hinny just like I would my back at the beach for sun block. It's always more interesting when a man feels around inside you. Besides, he has much better access to my ass hole than I do. A finger fucking with KY is much more sensuous than using saliva in either hole. But after thus blessing both my orifices, he seemed to loose interest in imbedding his penis anywhere in my crotch. Oh well. It was his nickel and he was the customer. I had no more right to complain about a fuck withheld than I did about receiving one. At this point, after impaling me with his fingers, he made me lay down on my back again, and spread lube on his penis. My vagina was already so well prepared for impaling that this made no sense. I had just about decided that he was going to ask for a hand job when he sat down on my chest, his erection pressed into my cleavage. Except I don't have cleavage! My breasts aren't big enough to touch each other or give a man even the suggestion of a tit fuck. If I'd allowed myself to fall out of character I would have cried. Nothing else I could imagine a man doing to me could so clearly point out how tiny my breasts were. There was no way this would give him any pleasure, other than to embarrass me! But I told myself that this was only a job. And the customer got what he wanted even if it was just to embarrass me. If he wanted to insult me that was his business. What he was doing to me was only something most women would welcome. Even other women with small tits must have learned to like it. So I laid there pretending to like the feel of the slippery underside of his penis rubbing my sternum. When I looked up at him, though, his eyes were closed and he had a look of extreme pleasure on his face. I soon realized that he loved rubbing himself on my female chest, even with it's undersized padding. It made me realize that, small as I was, this man still seemed to find my upper body more than adequate. That smile on his face erased every thing bad I was thinking about him! If he'd spent the next hour playing with my tits I'd have probably loved it! So when he turned me over again, laid down on my back, his manhood pressing down into my business district, and reaching under me, cupped my breasts, one in each hand, I actually enjoyed it. I was so surprised at my pleasure that I hardly noticed his rod insinuating itself into my rectum. Randy's about normal in size, so done carefully the way he did it, it didn't hurt at all. As I said, I hardly noticed it. I just couldn't get over the fact that this man seemed to love my tiny tits, and I loved having him hold them. I wonder if large breasted women miss feeling themselves completely cupped in a man's hand? Probably not. If fact, until that night I'd never even enjoyed the sensation. Yet a man with average size hands can completely and firmly claim my entire endowment. For a few minutes that night I felt I was surrendering myself, by way of my tits as proxy, into his hands, and loved that form of surrender much more than just having my crotch possessed by his manhood. The bliss I felt, replacing my usual dread didn't last all night. The rest of the evening I enjoyed it whenever he touched my nipples, but probably no more than most girls would. It was only those first few minutes when it was a mind blowing ecstasy. Randy may have sensed this because later he gave my tits only a normal amount of attention. He was still fucking my ass when I came down from cloud nine. I may have actually climaxed because where my pussy was pressed into the sheets there was a large wet spot. My ass was so wide open and receptive that I actual started tightening my sphincter trying to increase the pleasure for him. "Oh! That feels good." he responded. He then stopped fucking me and just held himself as far inside my fanny as he could reach. I quickly realized that he wanted me to squeeze his stationary member with my muscles. It's about the strangest way two people can fuck, and quite enjoyable. Any girl can easily squeeze her lover with the opening of her ass hole. Some especially talented girls can do it with their pussy opening as well. I'm not one of these women. But I can give my lover a squeeze fuck with my ass hole, although before that night I never imagined doing so. "No. Oh yes! Oh my!" I accomplished more than I'd meant to and made him pop his cookie right then inside my fanny. With as little experience as I'd had with anal sex, I couldn't remember a guy actually ejaculating inside there. It was a little disappointing because he hadn't even entered my vagina yet. Nor with so little warning could either of us enjoy his climax much. He just had one chance to shove himself inside me as hard as he could and went off like the proverbial fire hose. His limp penis felt big inside me and annoying. He wanted to pull out almost immediately, but only did so when I indicated I wasn't enjoying it much either. Sometimes after vaginal sex, I want my lover to stay inside me for hours. Or so it seems, since he never does. But this first experience with an ejaculation in my anus taught me that my ass hole had no such desire to remain plugged. We took turns in the bathroom. I watched while he washed off his penis, but made him leave while I wiped and washed up my rear. One of my earlier preparations, expecting some anal sex, had been the use of an enema. But I still felt like my fanny was probably a shitty mess. The toilet paper gave no evidence of this, but I still felt a lot cleaner when I was done. When I came out of the bathroom I had a towel wrapped around my waist. "No. Stay completely naked. Don't argue. The customer gets what he wants. And even if I'm temporarily indisposed, I still want to see every square inch of your loveliness." Actually, I wanted to stay naked. But I also wanted him to demand it. He played his role perfectly. It seemed silly that he was paying me for this because I was sure I was enjoying it far more than he could be. "Would your honor want a taste of my loveliness then?" His penis may have been indisposed, but his lips and fingers were fine. I've been kissed everywhere, even tongued in my anus. Randy skipped giving me that particular treat, but I can't think of anywhere else he missed. Sometimes he was finger fucking me in both holes with one hand, cupping one breast with the other, and sucking on my remaining nipple at the same time. My tolerance to breast stimulation was still holding. I loved it. As I've said before, my best fantasy is lying naked having my back rubbed. But we'd agreed to avoid that this night. By the time Randy started in again doing my entire body with his tongue, his member was more than ready to be more than a spectator. I couldn't wait for him to decide to use me in the conventional way. But it was his call. I didn't even suggest that he take me before he decided to do it himself. The result was, that by the time he did fuck my vagina, I wanted it more than I ever had, or have since. When I'm not getting paid, I guess I always ask for it long before this point. The actual missionary sex was about as good as it gets. Which means I had a whopper of an orgasm. But even with that physical pleasure, I don't think it was as spectacular as I'd been expecting. They say anticipation is the best pleasure. Sometimes it is. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- There were three chapters before this and several later. Karen has the ability to read men's thoughts, especially those that include lust for her. This chapter seemed to need the least amount of rewriting, so here it is. Love and Kisses, Cathy

MY NAME IS PAVITRA NAME CHANGED TO SUJATHA Sujata’s fingers were moving with lightning speed between her thighs, in her love hole and her eyes were glued to the Laptop screen. She was not watching a steamy porn movie but was reading an i****t story, Mom seducing and getting fucked by her son. She read many Mom son stories but nothing excited and drove her up the wall like the one she was reading, Vanaja’s insatiable i****t. The story was so near to her feelings towards her son, Rohit and the deion of fucking scene so graphic that she almost felt as if she was being fucked by her darling 18 year old son. Her breath was coming in shallow gasps and suddenly she clenched her thighs, buttocks and stomach muscles and gave a loud moan and series of spasms shook her body as her cunt sprouted jets of juice like a fountain. Then she collapsed like a rag doll and she removed her fingers from cunt, juice was dripping. As she licked the juice, her breathing became normal. She looked at clock. It was 1130 AM. She called her brother, Karan. He picked up “Hello, Didi, how are you?” he asked affectionately. Sujata replied” Not so fine” Karan was worried” What happened?” he asked anxiously. Sujata said “My cunt is on fire. I need my brother’s juice to quench the fire” Karan laughed” Hahaha. Darling, can it wait for few hours? I am in the middle of something important. I will come after two hours and we can have 2 rounds before k**s come back from college” he said in a low voice. Sujata was firm” No, it can’t wait. You come over for lunch, anyway it is going to be lunch break for you now. Go a little late” Karan hesitated “Hmmm, ok I will give some cock and bull story and squeeze out. But make my special dish. I am very hungry” he said and disconnected. Sujata didn’t bother to dress up. Cook Santosh had already prepared lunch. She had to make few items which Karan liked. Sujata is a gorgeous, sexy and horny lady in her early 40s, married to a very handsome and successful businessman, Sandeep. She is blessed with a ripe cunt and is proud of her most prized possession, of her clean shaved, reddish plumb hole, nested between heavy voluptuous thighs, smooth as silk her vagina sat proudly, slight protruding outwards with big outer lips. If her pussy lips are opened wide, one would find a fiery red watery inner orifice. Her beauty is enhanced by 38c big boobs with brownish pink nipples and massive shapely buttocks and a cute ass hole. Regular yoga and aerobics had served her well, her boobs were tight and firm and so was her vagina, she was quietly proud of her body be it with clothes or without, it has magical effect on young and old, people would be extra nice to her trying to win her smile and exclusive company, even after 2 k**s, Rohit 18 and Prema 20, she would give a run for money to even an 18 year old girl. The whole affect was augmented by smooth, marble like skin. She was happy with everything, husband, family, financial status..only area that left her somewhat unhappy was the fucking department. Her hubby was for ever travelling, his business was booming and he has to be on the move. Though she is happy with that she sorely missed him and his hot throbbing cock on cold nights. She tried to be faithful to a large extent, it was not possible, so she has occasional flings with few friends’ husbands, her brother Karan. Sujata smiled to herself as her thoughts travelled to 2 decades back as to how she got married to Sandeep ………………………. ……………………When Sujata returned from her fucking session with her cousin brother’s friends, she was taken aback to be hugged and kissed by Jaya Aunty and Mom Gayatri. Jaya Aunty told Mom “Your daughter is looking fabulous, I am sure Sandeep’s Mom will approve” Gayatri smiled nervously” I am not so sure, she didn’t inherit my Genes, look at her boobs, so small” Sujata said defiantly” Not at all small, 34 D, once I have couple of k**s, mine also will be as big as yours, Mom” Jaya aunty laughed shaking her enormous jugs “True, don’t worry Gayatri, Sandeep’s Mom will like her” Gayatri looked at her own 40C boobs and her daughter’s boobs. Sujata could make out the glaring difference herself. She said feebly” May be I should pad up my tits” Gayatri shook her head firmly” No, boys’ Moms are always shrewd and smart, they can easily make out. If they don’t also, later they will make life hell for you for telling a lie. Leave it. You are very sexy with right curves in right places” she said. Jaya pulled Sujata by hand and made her sit next to her. “Tell me, are you a virgin?” she asked directly. Sujata shyly lowered her head and said “Yes” in a small voice. Jaya was horrified” My God, Gayatri, you didn’t train her at all. Tomorrow she will make us all commit suicide by her stupidity” Jaya screamed. Sujata was shocked, what was wrong in what she said, she could not very well tell them she was royally fucked for last 3 years. Then for next few hours, Jaya and Gayatri drilled into her the correct responses, art of blushing and smiling shyly and acting innocently. It seemed the correct response when asked about virginity would be to put a baffled expression and whisper to Mom “Mom, Aunty is asking something I can’t follow” and Gayatri should respond “She is very innocent and well protected. I will educate her just before marriage” Next day, Sandeep and his parents came to see her. They were all very impressed with Sujata and Marriage Muhurat was fixed after a month. That night Gayatri called her to her room and bolted the door. Gayatri was a stern disciplinarian and a doting mother. She could go to either extremes a gentle, kind and loving angel or a harsh and firing squad ordering Hitler. Sujata went nervously, wondering what her mood was. “Young lady, lift up your skirt and lie on the bed and spread your thighs” she ordered. Sujata gulped and obeyed. Gayatri spread her cunt lips and exclaimed “My God, what have you done to your cunt? I thought you were getting fucked occasionally, it looks like a well fucked randi’s, Your husband need not even put his cock in your cunt, one look and he will know and divorce you” she shouted. Sujata began to cry. She started fucking few years back, she first seduced her cousin brother, then his friends, cousins and Uncles have regularly fucked her. She never suspected her cunt would become visibly loose. Sujata sobbed uncontrollably “Mom, what should we do? I am ruined. I never thought it would be visible. My friends told me we can always fool our husbands by crying it was paining and spilling few drops of blood” she said haltingly between sobs. Sujata was terrified her Mom would beat daylights out of her. She was shocked when Gayatri laughed loudly, kissed her on both cheeks and said” My dear, your Mom will solve everything, trust me. I should have known you will take after me. Listen carefully, for next one week you fuck as much as you want and give farewell fucks to all your lovers. You fuck with them for six days and leave 7th day for me. I will give you an unforgettable gift before marriage. But after that you will stop all fucking and only your hubby will fuck you after marriage. Is it clear?” Sujata nodded dumbly and left, she did not understand how her Mom could make a well fucked cunt transform into a virgin cunt. For next six days, Gayatri arranged a room in backyard and discreetly allowed full freedom to Sujata to get fucked almost nonstop by all her lovers and few new ones. On seventh day, Gayatri was wondering what Mom had in mind. Gayatri took her to bathroom, shaved her cunt and underarms. She gave Gayatri a most stimulating, rejuvenating oil bath. She put various fragrances and rose petals in water and gave her a hot, steamy bath. She scrubbed her daughter’s every square inch of body and finally when she finished, Sujata was glowing like a fresh pearl or marble stone in moon light. After Gayatri towelled her dry, she put a gorgeous saree and jewellery on bed. Sujata was surprised “Mom, Isn’t it your wedding saree? The jewellery also?” Gayatri smiled and said “Yes, I wanted to see my beautiful Sujata in my marriage dress” After wearing the dress ad glittering jewellery, Gayatri led Sujata to her bed room. As they were passing Karan’s bedroom. He opened door suddenly and his jaw fell open when he saw them. “Mom, What is this?” he asked after he recovered. “Shhhh. Go and close the door. I will explain later” Gayatri hissed angrily. Through the corner of her eye, Sujata was shocked to see Karan’s hand groping Mom’s tit and Mom slapping it away. Gayatri opened her bed room door and Sujata entered with head bowed and when she looked up, she almost dropped the milk glass from her hand in shock. Her Dad was standing there dressed up like a bridegroom. Bed room was decorated with flowers and incense sticks and it was like a suhaag raat. Many sweets and savouries were arranged on a table. The room was filled with a heady, tantalizing fragrance. “Mom…Mom… but… dad…” Sujata was stammering. Gayatri laughed “ My darling, this is the best gift I can give you before you leave our house. Enjoy dad’s love and fucking”. She kissed her daughter on forehead and went out and closed the door. Next second she opened the door and told her husband in her Hitler voice” Listen, I know your passion for anal fucking. If you so much as touch her ass hole, I will cut your cock, roast it and feed you. Fuck her cunt as much as you want but leave her ass alone. Husband has the right to take her virginal ass, we could not give him virgin cunt any way. Did you get it?” Dad laughed aloud and assured her. Sujata stood paralyzed as her dad bolted the bedroom door and led her to the bed. She always fantasized about Dad but was now feeling shy like a new bride. He slowly kissed her and told her how much he loved his small baby and removed her cloths one by one and her jewellery. She resisted the impulse to pull down his pyjama. Already the huge tent was promising a thick, long cock. He made her lie down and then he removed his cloths. Her eyes widened in shock and she gasped as her eyes took in the huge, thick 9 inch cock. She pleaded with him in a shivering voice “Dad, please don’t fuck me with that. My marriage is few days away. If my cunt tears, my marriage will be over before it began” He laughed”My darling, Just don’t worry, more than you I should be worried. Your mother checked your cunt and told me it is sufficiently loose to take my cock. Trust your Mom” he said and lay on top of her and started kissing, sucking he tits. Sujata slowly drifted and drowned into the sea of joy and pleasure as her Dad’s expert hands and tongue danced on her body and played on the strings of nerves in her cunt and clit. She poured and poured juices finally she begged him to fuck her. He pulled her roughly to the edge of the bed, spread her legs and with fingers opened her moist cunt lips and slowly pushed his thick dick head. Sujata’s cunt walls smilingly expanded and made way and welcomed the cock that created her. Sujata was surprised that there was no resistance from her cunt. Her dad lovingly and affectionately fucked her. He knew how much he should push and when to stop. Slowly she un-winded and started enjoying, forgetting he was her dad. She kept lifting her buttocks to meet him midway. Dad slowly increased force and speed and pounded her cunt mercilessly. He kept changing positions, doggy, spoon, riding and many more. He was one of few persons who fucked her while carrying her. He fucked her while he was standing and lifting her up and down on his cock, as when he did when she was a baby and he was rocking her on his knees. She clamped her ankles behind his back and jumped in glee. Finally he filled her cunt when she was riding him. She had more orgasms than she could remember that night. She could not let go of him, she kept kissing him, making him suck her boobs, lick her cunt and ass and sucking his cock to make it ready. They didn’t sleep whole night and by the morning, she was barely able to stand. In the morning, Gayatri came and woke her up around noon. Sujata’s eyes refused to open up and her legs wobbled when she stood up. Gyatri laughed like owner of a prize bull “See? That is the hall mark of a champion fucker. Remember, if you cannot stand after a man fucks, be grateful. You have been fucked by a super star” she told her. In the evening, she called Sujata into her room and asked her to take out all cloths. As she lay naked on the bed, there was a knock on the door. Gayatri opened the door and allowed Padma, an old nurse maid (Dai maa) who looked after infants and babies in the household and was there for ages. Sujata screamed and covered herself in a blanket. “Did you bring what I asked?” Gyatri asked Padma. “‘Yes, Malkin” Padma told and gave her a small bottle of liquid. Gayatri ordered Sujata to remove blanket. Sujata reluctantly removed and spread her thighs. Padma gasped “My god, Malkin, this is a whore cunt, hubby will know if he sees from a distance of 100 feet. What will we do?” she started babbling incoherently. Gayatri shouted at her. ”Shut up and help me” and Padma placed a pillow under Sujata’s raised buttocks and spread thighs and parted cunt lips. Gayatri poured the contents of the bottle in the cunt and closed her thighs. Sujata held breath expecting some burning sensation, there was only warm tingling feeling as the liquid spread on all areas of cunt walls. Then Gayatri pressed her thighs firmly together o that cunt lips were tightly closed and Padma tied a dupatta around Sujata’s thighs firmly so that she could not part thighs even unintentionally. Gayatri told Sujata sternly “Now for two hours don’t move even a tiny muscle. You can only move eye lids. Ok?” Sujata mumbled, yes. Then Gayatri turned to Padma and warned her” If you squeak one word about this, I will personally skin you alive and pour hot molten lead in all your holes, understand?” Padma shivered like a leaf and pleaded “Malkin, Why will I do that? I took care of Sujata beti since she was days old baby”. Gayatri nodded and gave her a big bundle of notes and locked the door after Padma left. Then she lay beside Sujata and patted her hair and kissed her.” Now just relax and sleep for 2 hours in the same position.” She told Sujata and sang a lullaby which she used tossing when Sujata was a c***d, patting her head gently. Sujata drifted into sleep. After couple of hours, Gayatri gently shook her up. Sujata had excellent sleep, she smiled at her Mom who kissed her and asked her to sit up. Gayatri gave her a hand mirror and asked her to see her cunt. Sujata took one look and her jaw dropped. She was staring at a 10 year old girl’s, smooth, innocent cunt, well-sealed and closed. Sujata was married to Sandeep, everything went on smoothly, without a hitch. Sandeep tried for 3 consecutive days to push his cock in his wife’s stubborn virgin cunt. It refused entry. Sandeep’s Mom was panicking, she thought her Daughter-in-Law’s hymen was too thick and needs to be operated. Gayatri advised Sujata to bear the pain and let him open the seal, it would of course be painful, she should remember she had unlimited fucking for many years, it was a small price to pay. On third night, Sujata gritted her teeth and asked Sandeep to push with all his strength and not to worry about anything. It finally opened the seal and a good deal of blood flowed, enough to cause panic to Sandeep, who wanted to call an ambulance. Sujata pacified him. Gayatri daily drilled into Sujata to act like a coy bride and not give any hint that she knows everything and let Sandeep teach her everything about fucking. Sandeep did get surprised that his cock was going almost effortlessly after few days. Sujata shyly told him, hiding her face in his chest that may his expert fucking had made her cunt welcome him…… ……..Sujata came out of her reverie when the doorbell chimed. She asked who it was, it was Karan. She opened the door and hugged her brother, naked. “Wow, Didi, you seem to be extra hot, today” he remarked as he took off cloths. As he was about to kiss and lick her cunt, she pulled him roughly by hair. “No need for foreplay. Your didi’s cunt is as flooded as our village roads in Mansoon, fuck me hard and fast” she said as she spread her legs and pushed Karan’s hot cock inside her mushy cunt. What followed for next 30 minutes took Karan’s breath away. His sister fucked like a lady possessed. She kept shouting, screaming and urging him to tear his sister’s whorish cunt, asking him why he was not pounding harder and changing positions at will. It was like a roller-coaster ride. Finally she asked him to fuck in her ass, she knew he always preferred to fuck her in the ass. Sujata was helpless, as in her mind, she saw herself getting fucked by her son Rohit and all scenes from story were playing in her mind’s screen with she and Rohit fucking , instead of Vanaja and her son Rahul. Finally he shot his warm cum in her ass and they collapsed panting heavily from exertion. As he lay sucking her tit, she affectionately patted her brother’s head, running fingers through his hair. She didn’t get fucked by him before marriage, maybe she had too many cocks to think about him. But after marriage. Suddenly there was only one cock and that too infrequent fucks as Sandeep was travelling most of the time to expand business. Her cunt was crying out to be pounded. Three months after marriage, Karan visited his sister. Sandeep was away, she hugged him and cried out, sobbing how lonely she was and how she missed everyone. He consoled her and kissed her and she felt his cock give a kick ……….and they ended up fucking. He was crazy about anal fucking and she also was hooked to it slowly. Sandeep looked at his watch and exclaimed “ Didi, let us have lunch fast, I have to rush” They sat naked at dining table and as they were having lunch, Sujata asked Karan” Did you fuck Mom?” Karan shook his head and was about to say ”No”, changed his mind and said “Y….Yes. how did you guess?” Sujata shrugged her shoulders and said” I suspected all along, that night when Mom was taking me to Dad in bridal dress, you opened your door and grabbed her tit. Did you seduce her?” Karan burst out laughing “Are you crazy? Seducing that Hitler lady? No, once she caught me masturbating and asked me not to spill that and sucked me. Later she opened her dress and asked me to fuck her. That was how it started” Karan said. “Hmm, are you still fucking her?” Sujata asked. “No, stopped 3 years ago. As suddenly it started, it stopped also. She told me enough is enough” he said sadly. Sujata was curious” Does she fuck well?” she asked. Karan again burst out laughing “Fuck well? Understatement of the year. Mind blowing, super duper. She can make a man faint with pleasure. Please don’t be angry Sis. You are also super fucker, you also have excellent cunt muscle control. You can grab the cock in your cunt like with a fist. But Mom is like a flutist or Sitar player. She can massage a cock in different ways with her cunt muscles. She will talk and do such erotic things that you can’t imagine from that Hitler lady. That day Dad was fucking you, she was at her horniest best. She neither relaxed for a minute not allowed me. We fucked nonstop whole night. I think it is her massive boobs that she uses to good advantage. How was Dad’s fucking?” he asked. As Sujata described to him, both became very horny and fucked on the dining table and kitchen slab. He called his office and told that he and urgent work and would come late. Finally he left reluctantly after an hour. k**s came back from college in the evening and went to their room. Now Sujata was more determined than ever to get fucked by her son. She hesitated, switched on her computer and sent a friend request to Raj, ISS author. He promptly came to chat and said Hi. Sujata: Hi, your Vanaja story is excellent. Raj: Thanks but all credit goes to Vanaja. If she didn’t tell me how can I imagine? Sujata: Hmm, you know, I started reading and enjoying sex stories but always felt revulsion about i****t. I used to skip them but I read your i****t story long back and then I am hooked. I am addicted to Mom son stories and especially all your stories. I am a big fan. Raj: Wow, thanks. How many c***dren you have? Sujata: 2, Girl, 20, Boy 18. Raj : OK Sujata: After reading Vanaja story, I am determined to get fucked by my son. I was having vague thoughts but was undecided. Raj: Do you think he is interested? Sujata: Yes, I think so. He keeps staring at my cleavage, ass and I act as it I don’t notice. Raj: You don’t wear bra, panty at home? Sujata: No, why do you ask? Raj: If you have small tits, it won’t really matter. But big boobs and ass can drive a young man crazy. Sujata: Hmm, you are indirectly asking my boob size. 38C and I have got an ample ass also. Raj: So what are you waiting for? Seduce him and get fucked. Sujata: I don’t want to look like a slut for him. I have no patience like Vanaja to try out all the things you pointed out. I want to get fucked fast. Raj: Hmmm, I can suggest one thing, Take a print out of Vanaja story, write a note on top as if you are giving it to a friend, like “Dear Preethi, read this story. So hot. I envy Vanaja. Wish I also have such luck.. etc” and leave it on his reading table as if by mistake when you give him Tea or something. Sujata: Hmmmm. Great idea. But do you have any other story where only Mom and son fuck? Vanaja is fucked by too many cocks. Raj: Ok. I am forwarding you a story “Bang bang with seduction angle”. This story I wrote long back when I thought ladies are horrified by crude language and words like “fuck, cunt etc” so you will find very moderate language. Later all lady fans told me they love dirty words, dirtier, the better. I suggest you modify the story add horny, dirty words, delete paras where son fucks sister and take a printout. This story is tailor made for you, heroine’s name is also Sujata. She also has 1 boy 1 girl. Sujata: Great. Thanks. I received story. I made changes and have taken a printout. I wrote note to my friend. Will you be here? I will leave it on his table and come back. Raj: Sure, will wait. Sujata took the print out after deleting bro sis fucking scenes and added’ Fuck, cunt…” liberally, wrote note to friends and carried Tea and snacks and went to k**s’ room. Prema went to friend’s house and Rohit was in bathroom. She kept Tea, snacks on the table and left the story on his reading table and called out to him” Rohit, come fast, tea is getting cold. I am taking your cloths for washing”. He said, ok mom. She left Rahul’s room with cloths for washing, leaving an impression to Rohit that she left her printout on table by mistake as her hands were full of cloths. Then she typed. Sujata: Raj, I left the story. Now what? Raj: Now we watch his reaction. Ok dear have to go. Bye. Sujata had second thoughts about the scheme, she went back to Rohit’s room to take back the story and was undecided. Then she came to a firm decision and tapped on bathroom door. Rohit turned off the shower and shouted” Yes, what is it, Mom?” Sujata told him” Honey, I am going for shopping with Aunty and will be late. You and Prema have early dinner, study and go to sleep early. Don’t wait for me”. He said ok. She dressed up quickly and went out. She wanted to avoid two things, first was, Rohit could return the story even without glancing at it saying she forgot some documents in his room. Worse, how to face him after he reads her note and story? So she went to Karan’s home, spent 4 hours with his family had dinner and returned. It was 11pm when she returned……………………………….. ………………….What she failed to gauge was the effect her action left on Rohit. When he came out from bathroom and picked up his tea cup, he noticed the story. “Mom, you forgot some document in my room” he shouted and then recollected she had gone shopping and glanced at it. His heart hammered fast as he read his Mom’s note and the story. The story was very erotic and electric, the effect on him was several times more profound than it had on Sujata. She lusted for her son since last one year after she started enjoying Mom son stories. But Rohit’s infatuation started several years back. In fact, he vividly remembered his desire to grab her boobs when she showered and scrubbed him when he was a small boy. He distinctly remembered her wet big bouncing boobs with large nipples as he splashed water on her. His Mom never wore bra or panty at home and she seemed to have no idea what havoc her boobs and ass were playing with her son. Since last few years her nighties were becoming more transparent, more revealing and his torture and torment were increasing with the amount of cleavage she was exposing which was tantalizingly becoming bolder. There was only one factor which helped him in resisting the urge to grab Mom’s boobs and express a desire to fuck her and his success in exercising self-control. That factor was Prema, his sister. As if on cue, that Factor walked in gave him a hug and kiss and said “Hi, Bro, what’s up? You are hard like a rock? Where is Mom?” He quietly slipped the print out of the story into his college bag and told her “Mom went for shopping and won’t be back for few hours” Prema smiled naughtily” So you have been waiting for me with hard on? You could have called me” she said taking off her T shirt and bra. She was endowed with beautiful, well rounded, firm boobs with pink nipples. Rohit also got out of his shorts and T shirt and roughly pulled away her leggings and panty, almost tearing them Prema slapped him playfully and asked “Hey, what is the hurry? In the night also we can fuck after she sleeps?” “Didi, can’t wait, this is an emergency, I have to fuck you without foreplay, apply oil in cunt if you are dry” Rohit said and pushed her on bed, parted her thighs and felt her cunt. “My God, you are also wet and ready, why? What is your reason for being horny?” he asked pushing his hot cock in. “Hmmmmm, this is heaven, I went to Riya’s house to get notes. As she was giving me, her Dad came in, said Hi to me, lay in her lap, lifted her T shirt and started sucking her tit. She was explaining to me as if everything was normal, cradling her dad’s head in the crook of her elbow. Ohh, it was so erotic, I wet my cunt as if I peed” Prema told, lifting her crotch and meeting her brother’s thrusts. Her voice was breaking due to the powerful thrusts. “Hmmm. Where was her Mom?” Rohit asked, increasing pounding. “She was there only, seated in the sofa next to her, watching TV. But why are you so excited? Don’t tell me same old story, you saw Mom’s nipples jutting out and saw her wet patch near cunt in nighty?” Prema said, squeezing her own tits and pinching nipples. Rohit hesitated, though there were no secrets between them, he was reluctant to tell her about the story Mom left on his table. He nodded and pulverized her cunt. Like Sujata, he also was fantasising he was fucking his Mom. In the story, by strange coincidence, heroines name is also Sujata, she also had a son and a daughter. She was also as sexy his Mom. So he was visualizing scenes in the story and was fucking hard and fast. Prema was also surprised, he was fucking her with more than normal vigour and force. Finally he spilled his cum in her cunt and collapsed on her. They went, had dinner, switched off lights and fucked once more. As he lay on her breast and sucking her boob as he drifted to sleep, Prema was patting his head gently, as affectionately as a mother. As she looked at his handsome face, she recollected what a tough time she had in seducing him. Most of her friends in college were being fucked by brothers and few of them by Dads also and as they daily exchanged excitedly their fucking details, her cunt used to flow and itch. She started to reveal her cleavage and thighs in sleeveless T shirts and short skirts to Rohit. His eyes used to pop out, he would avert eyes and look at her when she was not watching. In the nights she started to expose complete boobs and cunt by hitching up dress as if in sleep and she was frustrated by his inaction, he would watch and go to bathroom to masturbate. Finally she told her friends who took him aside and told him that his sister was exposing to him to make him fuck her. Finally he gathered courage and squeezed boobs, she opened her eyes, smiled at him and kissed him. “Hmmm, finally you have understood. Come on let us fuck” she told him and they fucked. She didn’t bleed much but both suffered pain and discomfort for few days. Her friends kept encouraging them not to give up. Prema knew Rohit was excited by something he was not revealing. He was unusually horny as he got up again and started fucking her………… ……………….When Sujata returned at 11 pm, lights were off and k**s were sleeping. She was about to go into her bedroom when some muffled sounds from her k**s’ bedroom attracted her attention. She went close to the door and listened attentively, there was no doubt that they were fucking. She could even hear soft moans of Prema “ Hmmmm, bro, Honeyyy… tear your didi’s cunt…harderrr…. Fuck me faster…..mmmmm”. She turned the handle of the door. It was locked. The clicking sound of the door handle stopped the fucking. Suddenly there was silence. She went to her room and sat on bed in a daze. She always suspected that they were fucking, on few occasions she found their door locked. But knowing for certain was like a blow a boxer feels even when he is prepared for a punch. Her thoughts were in a whirlwind as she switched on her Lap top. Raj was on line. Raj: Hi, dear. Did Rohit read the story? Sujata: He must have, he was fucking his sister so hard. Raj: How do you know? Sujata: I always suspected. I found their bedroom door locked on many occasions. Prema’s boobs and ass are becoming bigger and rounder and sometimes her gait is like that of a girl fucked really hard. But today I knew for certain, I heard sounds and when I turned their bedroom door handle, the sounds stopped. Raj: Ohhh, are you upset? Sujata: No, not really. My feelings are mixed. Raj: I know, you were hoping for a virgin son’s cock. Sujata: May be. Wait. I will call him and have a talk with him about fucking his sister. Raj: Do you intend to fuck him now? Sujata: No, I plan it for tomorrow. I want him to fuck me like my Dad did, in Bridal attire. Raj: ok . Suhaag raat with son? Sujata: I sent an SMS to him to come. Raj: What are you wearing? Sujata: Nighty. Why? Raj: Transparent? Sujata: No. You think I should change into one? Raj: Yes, so that there is no need to beat around the bush or cunt. Sujata: OK, now I changed into a pink nighty. Nothing is left to imagination. Even my mole on side of boob is visible. Raj: Great. He had not seen you in this before? Sujata: No, this is only for hubby. Wait. He is coming. Raj: OK dear then I will leave, all the best. Don’t scare him away. Sujata: If you want to know what happened, wait for 15 minutes. Raj: OK Sujata shouted. ”Come in” when Rohit knocked timidly on door. Rohit entered and saw his Mom in all her naked splendour, the pink nighty she wore was enhancing her naked beauty rather than hiding it. With great difficulty he wrenched his eyes which were feasting on her naked beauty. Sujata sat in lotus position on bed and stretched her hands out and laced her fingers behind her head, her boobs rising high and nipples looking at ceiling. He was helpless as his cock instantly became stiff and set up a tent in his shorts. “Come, sit here” she asked him to sit a foot away from her. He sat down, still looking down. “Many of my friends’ sons and daughters are fucking, so it is no big deal. Are you fucking Prema? Don’t try to lie, I heard the fucking sounds now” she told him in a gentle voice. He gulped, he didn’t know if she was using this strategy to force out a confession. “Yes, Mom. It happened accidentally, but I will stop it, promise” he said in a low voice. Sujata got down from the bed, hugged him, pressing his head to her bosom. His face warmly crushing her boob, nipple poking his cheek. “Honey, it is ok, do it but don’t overdo it. Ok?” she kissed him on his head. He could not believe. ”Thank you, Mom” he said and hugged her even tighter, his erect cock poked her thigh. She drew away and asked him” Show me your cock”. He stood up and pulled down his shorts. She glanced admiringly at his proud manhood bathed in Prema’s juice. “Wow. Quite impressive. You are fucking her without condom?” she asked him running her hand lovingly on the length of the shaft, causing him to moan. His body shivered in joy. “Prema told me it is her safe period” he mumbled as she licked his dick head and the love hole on the tip. “You naughty boy, when you came in your cock was flaccid, now you want to fuck Momma also?” she teased him. “Mom, really? Can I fuck you?” he asked eyes shining. “Hmmm, may be. Now you go and fuck Prema and go to sleep early.” She kissed him and sent him off. She told Raj everything. Raj: But why? Why didn’t you allow him to fuck you now? Sujata: I wanted him to suffer agony and also I wanted to get fucked in bridal attire as I did with my Dad. Raj: Ohhh I see. See you dear. Please give me details. Good night. And he logged out…. ………………….When Rohit went dazed to his room, Priya was waiting nervously. She was scared Mom must have beaten him black and blue and next would be her turn. To her surprise Rohit removed his shorts and T shirt in a jiffy and buried his cock in her cunt without pause. Her cunt was also very wet and mushy since she read the ‘Bang bang with seduction story’ when he went to visit Mom. She saw him pushing it into his bag when she came and guessed it had something to with his nonstop and furious fucking. When he settled into a nice, steady rhythm she asked “What did she say?” Rohit’s pace increased as he said” She was sitting almost naked with legs spread and tits jutting out. She asked me if I was fucking you, I said yes. She asked me why I have erection when I saw her, do I want to fuck Momma also” Pooja was also excited and started giving fast upward thrusts” Hmmmmm, why didn’t you grab her boobs and fuck her?” Rahul told excitedly” She told me to fuck you, she will plan for tomorrow, I think” Pooja turned him on his back and started jumping on him “Bro, great news, from tomorrow we can fuck freely, no need to do it in secrecy” …………………………….. ……………………………….Sujata gets up early in the morning, even if she sleeps late. So when Rohit and Prema got up, brushed teeth and came for morning tea to kitchen, they were shocked to see their Mom radiant and fresh after a nice shower….and resplendent in her naked beauty, she was wearing a light blue nighty which had no intention of covering any of her fabulous assets. She hugged and kissed her k**s and wished them good morning. Rohit wished her and lost control, he hugged her tight, kissed her passionately and mauled her tit and ass with each hand. Sujata pushed him out and asked him to behave. She pulled his cock few times catching it above his shorts and told him” You have to wait till night for your gift. Now behave, get ready and go to college.” He protested and nagged her like he did for a toy when he was small, for a quick fuck. She pushed him into bathroom and told Prema whose eyes were popping out of sockets at the sight of new transformed Mom. She shook up Prema ” Prema, listen, can you bunk class and accompany me to beauty clinic for bridal make up and mehendi? I want to present myself like a bride to Rahul.” She asked. (She didn’t add, like I did with my Dad). Prema was overjoyed, she hugged and kissed her Mom. Prema bunked college after first period and came home. Mom and daughter went to beauty clinic then to florist. They spent entire afternoon decorating Sujata’s bedroom with flowers, incense sticks, fragrance sticks like for a nuptial night. When Rohit came from college both were in their normal dress. Rohit was as impatient as a horny bull during mating season. “Mom, should we have to wait till 8 pm? Is there any muhurat for fucking also?” he kept pestering her as he squeezed and played with her boobs and ass. Finally. After dinner Prema took her brother to Mom’s bed room and made him put on Bridegroom dress and asked him to wait for his lover. Then she returned to their bedroom and helped Sujata in her bridal dressing and jewellery adorning. Sujata preserved her first night saree which she wore and decorated her body with all her wedding jewellery and looked in the mirror. “Wow, Mom. You look fabulous, bhai is so lucky” Prema admiringly complimented. Sujata was chatting with Raj and she told him that she was going to fuck her son and to continue chatting with Prema. Prema was also thrilled to chat with the author of that erotic story which triggered Mom son fuck. Sujata then entered her bed room with a big glass of milk. They asked Prema to stay back and participate but she refused. She told them to call her after first fuck and left. Surprisingly, Sujata felt shy. Her son lovingly removed jewellery and clothing patiently and led her to bed and made her lie down. Then he undressed and lay beside her and kissed her tenderly. “Mom, darling, do you know how many years you have been tormenting me? Do you know how many buckets of cum went down the drain?” he said kissing and sucking her tits. “Hmmmm, honey, I did not know, you should have asked me, did I deny anything to my darling son? My poor baby, how much you have suffered? Now, take it on me, fuck me as hard as you can, show no mercy” she bit his ear and licked ear lobe and whispered in his ear. She was experiencing a new high, an excitement she never felt before as his hot lips kissed her entire body and finally landed at her love hole and place of his birth. He parted her cunt lips and was staring into her wet, throbbing cunt, its pink walls, juicy clit and the shining juice. She pulled his hair” What are you staring at honey? Drink the juice and fuck” He smiled at her “Mom, let me pay respect to my birth place. Let me devout the beauty with eyes, then I will smell the musky, heady scent and then I will taste. I have to satisfy all organs not just cock.” He said and placed his nose inside her cunt and took a deep breath. Her whole body shivered. As he finally inserted his tongue and started lapping the juices, she could feel the pulsations in cunt as it responded by producing more. She shivered like a malarial patient and pulled him by hair. She told him huskily” Honey give me your cock to suck while you lap up my juices”. He got up, straddled her face and her vision was filled with his enormous, thick cock. “My God, he inherited my Dad’s cock” she thought as she took his dick head in the mouth. Both were in seventh heaven…….. …….Meanwhile, Prema was chatting with Raj and told him how she seduced Rohit and how her friends told him to fuck her when he was not moving and how he is infatuated with Mom and her beauty and how he always talks about her boobs and ass before climaxing. Raj: Why are you not with them? You don’t want to see their fucking or participate. Prema: No, I want to leave them tonight alone, let them enjoy. Raj: So next step is your fucking by Dad? Prema: I don’t know. Mom has to decide. Raj: Do you hug and kiss Dad daily? Prema: Yes, he hugs me also tight, my boobs are crushed against his chest. He also pulls me and makes me sit on his lap when watching TV. Raj: Even now? Can you feel his cock harden and poke you? Prema: Yes. Several times, I get a mad urge to pull out his cock and push it in my cunt. Raj: You will do it soon enough. Don’t worry. Your loving Mom knows needs of her k**s Do you have many friends who are fucked by brothers and Dads. Prema: Many, but mostly by brothers, few are fucked by Dads. Raj: Can you see what they are doing? They didn’t lock the door? Prema: No, they kept it open. Wait, I will see. Ok. They are in 69, not yet started fucking…… ………………….Sujata poured out juices quite fast as she was also highly excited and asked him to fuck her. Rohit kissed her, made her lick and suck all traces of juice from his mouth , lips and chin, spread her cunt lips and pushed his hot cock into her mushy cunt. She moaned loudly as his cock travelled rubbing cunt walls. He kept telling her how much he loved her and how he longed her and increased pace and force and he also came in five minutes, buried his cock deep inside her and filled cunt with his lava. As he lay beside her and kissing her, she called out to Prema to come and lick and clean her cunt and brother’s cock. Prema bid goodbye to Raj and went in and licked Rohit’s cock clean of all his and her juices and licked her cunt and took out his juice, kissed and transferred to Mom’s mouth.As she was about to leave, Sujata stopped her. “Baby, stay here, I want you also, suck my other tit” she invited Prema. As Prema also grabbed her tit with both hands and started sucking hungrily, Sujata sighed contentedly. Rohit was hard again and wanted one more fuck. “Did you fuck Prema or any other girl in the ass?” Suajta asked Son. He shook his head. “Do you want to fuck your Mom in the Ass?” She asked Son. “Wow, Mom. But I don’t want to hurt you, your ass hole is so small” Rohit said. Sujata laughed as she got up and bent on her elbows on the bed and spread buttocks wide. “Honey, I sometimes love anal fucking more than in cunt, don’t worry, fuck me, Prema, suck Rohit’s cock for few minutes and cover it with saliva and don’t go. Stay back and watch, as I want you to give your virgin Ass as gift to your dad” she told them as she spread her ass cheeks with both hands. Rohit and Prema were stunned. “Mom, what are you saying?” Prema asked after she recovered. Sujata turned back and looked at her” Don’t tell me you don’t want to get fucked by Dad after I made all arrangements” She asked her. Prema said hurriedly” No, Mom. I love to get fucked by Dad, only it was so sudden” and sucked Rohit’s cock. Rohit licked Sujata’s ass hole and fingered as he was instructed and then pushed cock into her ass hole. It was marvellously tight, he started enjoying fucking her ass and watching her massive buttocks and tits shake with each impact. “Prema, after watching for some time, come and give your cunt to lick” Suajata ordered between moans and grunts. Prema who was watching fascinated as her brother’s cock was vanishing and re- emerging from her ass and was fingering her cunt, reluctantly left and lay on her back and presented her wet cunt to her Mom. As Sujata started licking Prema’s cunt, Prema asked Sujata” Mom, how did you convince Dad?” In between slurps, Sujata told” Same technique as for Rohit. I asked Raj to send me a story of Dad fucking virgin daughter, he sent me “Sandhya’s i****t invasions”. I typed on top as if you have written to your friend that story was so hot and you wished your Dad also fucks like that. I scanned the story and sent to your Dad, and told him that I found it among your books. I told him, if we can’t give c***dren what they want they will try to get outside and spoil their lives and our reputations. So I asked him to fuck you after he comes back”. Rohit was fucking faster and faster and asked Sujata “But he must have surely asked about you and me, fucking?” Sujata replied” He asked. I told him we will decide about it after you fuck Prema. So, k**s, we have to act our parts very well. It should look like I and Rohit are fucking for the first time after your Dad gives green signal and you k**s are also should act as if fucking for the first time after we give you ‘Go ahead’ signal. Understand?” Both said, yes. Prema’s cunt was flowing like a river as she visualized her Dad fucking her and started moaning and squeezing her tits with one hand and Mom’s with the other. “Mom, Dad is shy and may not move forward, I cannot because he will think I am a slut” Prema said. “Hmm.. you have any friends who are fucked by Dads?” Sujata asked, her voice was breaking due to the pounding. “Yes, my best friend Ruchi is fucked by her Dad and her Mom gets fucked by her Mom’s brothers” Prema said. “Fine. We will invite them for dinner and group fucking few days before your Dad arrives. Then we will plan, you and Dad will go to Ruchi’s house and accidentally see Ruchi fucked by her Dad. That should drive your Dad” Sujata said and Prema clenched her buttocks and let go spurts of fountain in her mouth and Rohit filled her anal channel with loads of piping hot cum…………………….. …………………………….After that day, all three lovers had a rocking time. Rohit would fuck them in hall, dining table, kitchen slab, bathroom and everywhere and anywhere. Prema would come out with innovative ideas like fucking with Rohit seated on a chair or fucking in rain on terrace etc. Raj asked Sujata to write her story in her own words so that he will have material to build the story on. Sujata wrote 20 sentences and showed k**s when they came from college. “Wow, Mom, super, I will also add few sentences” Rohit said and wrote about the beauty of his Mom’s cunt (which I used in first part to describe her cunt with her permission). As he was writing, he was getting terribly excited and horny. He completed, stripped off his cloths and made Mom and Sister sit on Dining table and fucked them mercilessly. He was pounding one cunt while fingering another. Prema stared dazed as he fucked them ferociously, as if wanting to rip their cunts apart. Finally he shoved cock full in Prema’s cunt and flooded her with cum.Both ladies were rattled. This was unusual for them, this wild fucking. When Sujata was working in kitchen, after 20 minutes he came behind her, bent her on kitchen slab and roughly pushed cock in her cunt and started ramming. Prema was watching wide eyed in shock, Sujata gestured her not to come near as he was in an uncontrollable horny mood and might tear her cunt. While fucking her, Rohit was showering choicest abuses, “You dirty whore Mom, how dare you torment your son by shaking boobs in his face? Take this and take this..” and kept slamming cock with such force to force out air from lungs in gasps. Then he started slapping her buttocks hard “Slut Mom, tell me, who is owner of your whore cunt? Answer me, my Randi mom” he shouted harshly. Sujata cried” Honey, my whore cunt is yours, take and do what you want with it..hmmmmm” . Prema was terrified and speechless as Rohit slapped Mom’s buttocks alternately until both were red like monkey’s ass. He pounded, pulverized her cunt with such force her mind was singing in joy, fear, pain and lust. Finally he filled her cunt with jets of cum and removed his semi hard cock. Sujata heaved a sigh of relief and stood up but her relief was short lived. “Hey, Mom whore, climb on kitchen platform” Rohit ordered Mom harshly. “What?” Sujata asked puzzled. “Do you have only wet cunt? No ears? Climb on the kitchen platform” he shouted. Prema came forward to talk to him. He warned her “Randi Sis, stay away, I will take your cunt later” Sujata climbed on kitchen slab. “Now squat on the sink and pee on my cock” he ordered her holding his cock below her cunt. She was so nervous she let go a warm golden jet of piss immediately and showered his cock. After the last drop, he quietly went to wash himself in bathroom. As Sujata got down, Prema hugged her and asked her if she was ok. Sujata’s legs were wobbling. Sujata assured her she was fine. “More than fine, I am ecstatic and proud. I am proud of my son’s fucking. Great fucker” she gushed out as Prema gave her puzzled looks. Sujata didn’t tell her daughter what her Mom told her. “If you are unable to stand after a fuck, remember you are fucked by a super stud” When Rohit came back after five minutes, he was shame faced, embarrassed. He hugged his Mom and apologized “Sorry, Mom ,I don’t know what came over me. Reading your story in your words drove me crazy” Sujata kissed him and told him that this was the best fuck of her life and when she is in mood for wild fucking from him, she knew what to do…. ……………Everything went according to plan. Dad and Prema saw her friend and her Dad fucking, then they went home and fucked, Sujata and Rahul conveniently went to a Movie.It was just a matter of time before Rohit fucked Sujata and Prema with his Dad’s approval. Now they are a happy i****t family………………… Once her son Rohit started to fuck her, Sujata’s sex life transformed over night. Prior to that her brother and husbands of few friends’ used to fuck her. Now suddenly flood gates seemed to have opened and almost drowning her in a sea of cocks, sperm and cunt juices . It all started on the second day Rohit started fucking her. She was riding his cock as Prema, her daughter sat on Rohit’s face and was getting her cunt licked. Sujata’s mobile phone rang, She asked k**s to be quiet and answered. “Hi, dear, how are you?” it was Ragini, her college friend. She was widowed two years back when her husband died in a tragic accident. Sujata and her friends were getting her fucked whenever she desired. “Hi, dear. I am fine, tell me” Sujata said, slowing down her riding speed so that her voice didn’t break. “I want to thank you. The cook, Santosh, you sent is amazing…superb….”Ragini was gushing. “Ohh, is he cooking so well? In my house, he was just ordinary” Sujata asked, surprised. “Who is talking about cooking? His fucking is terrific..he is an anal expert…I can’t describe…I am calling you as he is fucking me… ahhhh” Ragini moaned. “Ohh, I am so glad. Now you have fucking on demand. I wondered why your voice was breaking. But with me, he was always well behaved. Even when I showed lot of cleavage and lot of flesh through see- through nighties, he just would look the other way” Sujata also started to increase speed as she was getting excited. Rohit was also getting hornier, listening to his Mom talking so freely. “Yes, he would look other way and masturbate in bathroom. He told me that he was scared of you. Anyway, shall I bring him to your house, he is crazy about you, he wants to fuck you. He imagines you while fucking me….he has been begging me to ask you….. ahhhh … I am cummingg” Ragini screamed so loudly even Sujata’s k**s could hear. “Ok, bring him in the afternoon after k**s go to college” Sujata told her and disconnected. Rohit turned her over and fucked in doggy and filled her cunt. Then they got dressed up, kissed her, had breakfast and left for college. Sujata was busy with her daily chores and by the time she finished all work and freshened up, door bell chimed. Ragini and Santosh were there. “Namaste, Memsaheb” Santosh folded hands and wished her in a low voice. “Come. Come. Why, Santosh? Why were you scared of me? Do I look like a demon?” Sujata asked him, laughing. “No, Memsaheb, you look so beautiful and sexy, it scared me, why would you get fucked by a cook? I thought you would bash me up and kick me out.” Santosh said. Sujata hugged and kissed him and gripped the bulge in his pants. He was all over her like an angry a****l, squeezing her tits and buttocks and sucking her tongue. As she was leading him into bedroom, Ragini shyly asked “Dear, can I watch? I wanted to discuss something else also” Sujata laughed and said “You require an invitation? Come and join”, as Santosh removed her nighty and pushed her on bed. He pulled her roughly by ankles to the edge of bed, disrobed impatiently and buried face in her cunt and started squeezing tits roughly. Sujata moaned, spread her cunt lips with her fingers, giving him better access and clutched his hair and pushed his head more firmly to her cunt. Ragini asked her in Punjabi “No. I can’t join. I have trouble sitting also, he fucked me so hard, can we talk in Punjabi? Do you think he understands?” Sujata was in seventh heaven, his licking was driving her crazy and he was lightly biting clit also. “Hmmm …. ohhh .. push tongue deeper.. and lick sides also….. ahhhhh … Ragini… I don’t think he knows Punjabi, even his Hindi is broken,,, he is from South… Santosh, do you understand Punjabi?” Sujata asked him in between her moans. He didn’t want to speak.. he shook his head without stopping licking… “Well….Sujata…you told me some time back about seducing Rohit. Did you do it?” Ragini asked hesitantly as she watched her friend climaxing…rising her buttocks.. clenching thighs and ejecting juice spurts in Santosh’s mouth. Sujata didn’t reply until Santosh buried his cock in her cunt and started fucking steadily. “Why do you ask?” she asked Ragini. “In our college days, if we cheated in exams, we felt better if others also cheated, So I will feel better if you also seduced your son” Ragini told her shyly. Sujata stared at her. Is she the same shy, virgin girl who used to lecture others about morality, ethics? “Wow, tell me… when .. and how?” now Santosh was pushing cock in her ass in doggy after licking and fingering. “No, you tell me first. Did you seduce Rohit?” Ragini was adamant. Ragini was not lying. Santosh had special skills. While ramming her ass, his fingers were playing like on a piano, on her waist, spinal cord, shoulder blades, arm pits and buttocks. He was driving her crazy with ecstasy, he would catch her by surprise by slapping her buttocks hard….it was a roller coaster ride… Sujata was screaming, shouting, moaning… “Hmm.. fuck me harder….. deeper… bury in your bitch…tear my ass….. ahhhh” and was giving back thrusts meeting him with equal force. Finally he moaned loudly, clutched her buttocks tight and filled her ass with loads of hot cum. “Santosh, where did you learn to fuck like this and show heaven with fingers?” she asked him as he buried his cock and was pumping warm wads of juice. “Memsaheb, I learnt Acupressure and my Guru taught me the sensitive nerve points and how to fuck” Santosh told as he withdrew his cock. Ragini clamped her mouth on her ass and licked all the juices as they flowed out. As Sujata lay on her back later, exhausted and panting, both sucking her tits, she remembered about what Ragini asked. “Ragini, I am sorry I was completely absorbed, you asked if I seduced Rohit. Yes, in fact, I was riding him when you called me in the morning. Is Ajay also fucking you?” Sujata asked her, patting her hair. “Almost.. “ Ragini replied. “Almost? Either he fucks or he doesn’t.. what do you mean… almost?” Sujata asked, puzzled. “Well… I seduced him, we got undressed.. and then I saw his huge cock…. My God, it is like an Anaconda. .. I was scared…I said No” Ragini said, twirling Sujata’s nipple between her thumb and forefinger. “Wow. You lucky Mom…did you measure his cock?” Sujata asked, after she recovered from shock. “Yes, 10.5 inch and this thick … and I am not lucky Mom..I would trade places with you. A normal cock would have been fine. I am scared that it will ruin my cunt forever.” Ragini said, laughing bitterly. “What is there to be scared? He came out through that hole only. His cock surely won’t be as thick as a baby’s head?.. or as long..” Sujata dismissed lightly. Suddenly Ragini left Sujata’s boob and got up and shook her excitedly” Really? Do you mean it? Will you get fucked by that monster cock? If I know it won’t tear my cunt beyond repair, I would love to get fucked.” Ragini was smiling ear to ear. “Sure, why not?’ Send me his cock pics after you go home” Sujata said lightly. “Wait a minute. I have pics in my mobile” Ragini said, got up and brought her mobile and showed pics. Sujata’s jaw dropped as she saw the monster cock’s pics. Suddenly she was also scared. More than the length, the thickness was scaring her. “Poor boy, he remains a virgin… all ladies seduce him, want to get fucked until they see his cock…and then they run away. My poor little darling, he is so frustrated. Thanks dear. Tomorrow come to my home after k**s leave for college. Bye” Ragini kissed her on both cheeks and left with Santosh. Santosh wanted to have one more session but Ragini told him that guests were coming for dinner and he had lot of work. He reluctantly left her. Sujata cursed her bravado. She should have agreed to get fucked after seeing the cock pic. She cursed her over confidence and called all her fuck friends. None of them had been fucked by a huge cock. She started computer and was looking at mail when suddenly Raj’s message popped up. Raj: Hi, dear. How are you? Sujata: Fine. Listen, I am caught up in a dilemma. I agreed to get fucked by my friend’s son. Later she showed me her son’s cock pic. It is huge, now I am scared. Raj: Why should you be scared? He is fucking his Mom. So it must be ok. Sujata: No, that is the problem. She is also scared of size. So I volunteered. Raj: You volunteered before seeing? But he must have fucked many ladies, so don’t worry. Sujata: No, he is a virgin. All ladies are running away after seeing his cock. Raj: Hmmm, yes, I can understand. When is the schedule for your fuck? Sujata: Tomorrow afternoon. I asked all my friends, they told me they had only seen pics of such cocks. They have not seen in real life, let alone get fucked. Raj: Hey, wait a minute. Now Swati is on line, you remember? She is the heroine of “Bang bang with monstrous cock”. She was fucked by 14 inch cock of a South African. I will ask her if she wants to chat with you. Sujata: Thanks, dear. I will wait. After few minutes, he gave Swati’s mail ID and asked her to share her fuck details later and logged out. Sujata sent friend request and Swati promptly accepted. Sujata: Hi, Swati, how are you? Swati: I am fine dear. Raj told me about the big cock boy. Do you have pic of his cock? Sujata: No, his Mom showed me on her mobile. Tell me, did you enjoy getting fucked by such a big cock? Swati: Yes, but my cunt pained for next 3 days. I had tough time explaining to my hubby why I was not allowing him to fuck. Sujata: ohh, there is no danger of permanent damage to my cunt? Swati: Hahahaha, No, dear, our cunts are very elastic. David was very considerate and loving. He did not fuck me roughly. Since your big cock boy is a virgin, I think you can handle him easily. He will follow your instructions. Sujata: What is your advice? Swati: Don’t be in a hurry. Get to know him, have few drinks, relax. Play with his cock and balls and suck and slowly you will overcome fear. Ask him to lick you and once you are fully wet and completely relaxed, apply little gel and ask him to push slowly. I am sure it will go smoothly…. and enjoy fucking. Sujata: Thanks Swati. Swati: I read your story, your fucking son, did it happen exactly as he has written? Sujata: Hahaha, yes, almost. You know Raj. He adds lot of masala.. but with my consent only. After David, were you fucked by such cocks again? Swati: No, but once I and hubby went to a massage salon. I was attended by a stud and he by a lady in same room. We had a nice group session. After few days, I called Massage salon and asked them to send a stud. You know I was very disappointed when I saw the Masseur. He was tall, thin, not my type. I called them, they assured me that I would be so happy with his services and to give a try. You know what, his cock was normal but dick head was like a tennis ball. It was almost as thick as David’s. So don’t worry, your cunt can take. OK,dear. Have to go, my son has come back from school. Byee… …..and she logged out. Sujata invited Ragini and her son Ajit to her home for lunch next day. She had to tell Rohit and Prema about her plans since both overheard her conversation and both were worried. They pleaded with her that they will stay back and ensure she was not injured or harmed. She laughed and pushed them away. Whenever doubts loomed, she reminded herself that her father’s was also a 9 inch cock and when he fucked her she was in her teens. Now she had two k**s and was fucked countless times, so her cunt should easily take Ajit’s massive cock. Door bell chimed and Sujata opened the door and invited Ragini and Ajit. Sujata wore a sleeveless transparent nighty with nothing underneath and a light make-up and splashed perfume her hubby brought from Paris. The heady fragrance never failed to arouse him. Ragini hugged Sujata and complimented her on her beauty and fitness. Ajit wished her and touched her feet. Ajit was tall, lanky and … horny. “My… Ajit, you have become a Hulk.. I still thought you were a small boy…” Sujata exclaimed and hugged him, pressing her boobs on his hard chest and felt his cock give a jump. They were all seated in the hall, Sujata brought Scotch, soda and water and snacks. She poured two stiff drinks and gave one to Ragini. Ajit refused, he would have beer. Ragini was seated in a single sofa, Sujata sat next to Ajit, her thigh and naked arm pressing against his. “Cheers” Sujata lifted her glass. “Cheers and may my darling son’s car find a garage today. ‘ Ragini gave a toast. Sujata laughed. “ Don’t worry, from today he will daily park in your garage” and sipped. Slowly Ajit was getting bolder, he encircled his arm round Sujata’s shoulders and was pushing his hand in her nighty. She snuggled closer, giving him more access and talking normally to his Mom. Ajit was wearing shorts and Sujata could make out from the increasing size of tent that indeed his cock was huge. By the time they finished two stiff drinks, Sujata’s cunt was flowing like a tap, Ajit overcame his shyness and was mauling her tits and nipples and rubbing her cunt mound. “Would you like to have lunch first?” Sujata asked them. “No” they said in unison. “…..Unless you are hungry, Aunty” chipped in Ajit. Sujata laughed, stood up and pulled him up and kissed him. “Yes, I am hungry…. but not for food” she told him and pulled him by his cock into their bedroom. Ragini followed them and sat on the bed. Sujata removed his T shirt and shorts and gasped. His rigid steel rod like was frightfully long and thick. The nerves were like coiled ropes and throbbing. She was still staring at it as Ajit removed her nighty and pushed her on her back on bed. He buried his head in her crotch and started slurping her juices and squeezing her tits. Within minutes she screamed, lifted her crotch and spurted juice in his mouth, as her thighs and buttocks quivered. “Mmmm .. darling.. fuck me now..” she pulled him by his hair and kissed him, licking her juices….. it made her hornier. “Aunty.. should I put on a condom?’ he asked shyly. “No. But put that gel liberally on your cock and apply in my cunt….and push it slowly…stop when I tell you to stop…then … fuck me… but don’t push more than I can take…..I think about 2 inches will be outside..ok?’ she said and parted her thighs and placed a small pillow below her buttocks. Ragini got up and was looking anxiously as her son rubbed his thick cock head on Sujata’s wet cunt lips and entrance. Sujata was totally relaxed, eagerly awaiting the steaming hot cock to enter her wet and salivating cunt. Ajit spread her cunt lips and slowly inserted his thick cock head. Ragini was anxiously watching Sujata’s face and cunt. Sujata knew that if she screamed, Ragini will forever seal her cunt to her son. So she forced a smile as her cunt walls were yielding to the invader, protesting and stretching out. Slowly his cock entered and once cunt lips and walls expanded to receive, pain subsided and rubbing hot cock was sending pulses of pleasure. She moaned “Hmmm… Ajit darling, this is heaven… push some more…..” Now Ragini’s eyes were riveted on Sujata’s cunt. “Oh, Sujata, it is awesome …. amazing …. your cunt is expanding to take it.. you know, it is like they show in discovery channel, snake swallowing a big a****l ….wowww… dear” Ragini was gushing, fascinated. “Hmmm …. Ajit, dear … stop now ..I think you reached the end point. Ragini, how many inches are left out?” Sujata asked. Ragini measured with her forefinger and told” About 2 inches…My god, you did take it in…” “Now, you fuck slowly to this length. When I tell you increase speed, slowly increase.. ok?” Sujata told Ajit who nodded. He was very happy and thrilled. He never expected such joy was there in cunt fucking. His Mom and few girls gave him blow job… they were even scared to do it. He pulled out cock half way and pushed again. Within 3 strokes, he gritted his teeth to control but failed and his hot cum filled her cunt in jets. He was crestfallen. ‘I am sorry, Aunty….” he was apologizing as he was withdrawing. Sujata hugged him and told him” Ajit, that was fantastic…. you are and will be a champion fucker. You are born to give pleasure and show heaven to cunts. Next round, see how you will fuck” she told him as Ragini wiped her juices, his cum and gel and started licking his balls and cock. He was sucking Sujata’s tits and fingering her cunt and within minutes he was ready. This time, Sujata’s cunt knew what to expect and was ready. Ragini was thrilled as her son fucked her friend expertly and Sujata guided him how to slow down when to stop and when to increase pace. Ragini was constantly cautioning Ajit not to get carried away and tear Sujata’s cunt. Finally, after 10 minutes, he again filled her hole as Sujata also peaked and kept cumming….. They had lunch later and Ragini thanked Sujata for her help. Ragini and her son hugged and kissed and promised Sujata they would tell all details of their fucking. Rohit and Prema bunked classes and came home early. They were scared if their Mom and her holes were all in one piece. “Wow, Mom. Your cunt is all red and swollen.. is it paining?” Prema asked as she parted her Mom’s cunt lips and peeped in. “No, darling. Little burning sensation. Rohit, darling. I think your Mom’s cunt needs rest for a day or two” Sujata told them smiling. ‘Don’t worry, Mom. You just relax and take rest. I will fuck Prema and her friends” Rohit kissed her and assured her. That day evening, Ragini told Sujata that Ajit started fucking her and she thanked her profusely… .Rahul was so infatuated with Sujata that he could not have enough. Immediately after waking up, before going to college, after returning…some times in the night…he kept fucking her. Sujata also was thoroughly enjoying her son’s love and fucking. But she was feeling little uneasy about Prema. Though Prema kept saying she didn’t mind, Sujata knew she must be feeling left out. “Prema, do any of your friends fuck brothers?” she asked Prema when they were having dinner. “Yes, Mom. You know Riya, my best friend, her brother Vijay fucks her” Prema told. “What? Vijay? He looks like a lamb” Sujata asked, surprised. “Hahaha. Riya’s Mom also must be feeling same about Rahul. But Vijay fucks real great. Mom” Prema gushed happily. “He is fucking you also? Where do you get the chance? At Riya’s house?” Sujata asked. “No. Mom, he fucks her on college terrace” Rohit told coolly. Sujata was shocked. It took her few minutes to recover. “On terrace? In full public view?” she asked horrified. “No, Mom. We have 3 water tanks on terrace. We fuck behind those tanks. We leave our books, bags or a friend to warn that the place is occupied. After we finish fucking, next couple will go” Prema told as if she were talking about her dance class. “Of course, only quickies. Either doggy or boy sits on a cement slab and girl rides him” Rohit added. Sujata thought for few minutes and came to a decision. “From today, you can bring Riya and Vijay or any other couples home and fuck. Only conditions are when dad is on tour and no strangers. I should know those k**s and their parents personally. I won’t allow strangers” she told them. They shrieked and hugged her. They excitedly called Riya and Vijay asked them to come over and talked to their Mom that they wanted to do combined studies for some project. Riya’s Mom had no reason to suspect. She said Ok. Riya and Vijay came after an hour. Sujata knew the k**s since they were toddlers and wondered when they transformed into sexy sirens and handsome hulks. Riya was like a model with right curves in right places and a dazzling smile. Prema was also downright sexy, she oozed sex in any dress and any posture. She was helpless, she has no switch off button. But Riya can transform from innocent c***d to sexy tigress in seconds. Vijay was tall, handsome and very shy. He touched Sujata’s feet and took blessings. She hugged and kissed him and said “Wow” when his cock jumped and poked her. After few minutes of uneasy small talk, they went into bed room. Sujata told them to enjoy but not to lock the door. She finished her chores and switched off lights. As she was going into her bedroom she quietly opened the door and looked in and her jaw dropped. They were fucking like a****ls. As she watched, Riya was riding Rohit and Vijay was fucking her ass. Prema was sitting on Rohit’s face and getting cunt licked. Vijay was mauling Prema’s tits. Riya was shouting “ Mmm …. tear my ass .. bro … wowow .. Vijay ..fuck me harder.. deeper..” Prema was complaining “ Riya.. I am pouring like a tap, dear… let me ride Rohit.. I am cumming….” and screamed and clenched her thigh muscles and let go torrents of juice. Riya reluctantly pushed up and took out Rohit’s cock from cunt and shifted to side with Vijay’s cock still buried in her ass. Rohit’s cock was jumping like mad all wet with Riya’s juices. He got up and pushed Prema roughly on her back, parted her thighs and buried his cock in her cunt in one movement. As Prema was screaming in ecstasy and Rohit was pulverizing her cunt, Sujata quietly closed the door. Just as she was closing, she saw Vijay was looking at her all the while from the mirror though his back was to her… Sujata had a disturbed sleep. She was used to hot fucking by Rohit and sucking her daughter’s voluptuous tits before going to sleep. She tossed and turned and had a fitful sleep, finally got up, freshened and went to kitchen to boil milk and make coffee. “Hello, Aunty. Good morning” Vijay wished her, making her jump. “Ohh, Good morning,Vijay. You gave me a scare. Did you enjoy? “ She said and turned back and gasped. Vijay was standing few inches away from her, completely nude and his thick, long cock was throbbing. He coolly switched off the burner, hugged her tightly and kissed her. She tried feebly pushing him away, murmuring “ Have you gone mad? Let me go….. leave me… I am your mom’s age..” Vijay didn’t reply, he kissed her forcibly parting her lips with his tongue and pushed his tongue and explored her mouth, with one hand he gripped her buttock and tit with another. Sujata melted and became putty in his hands as he removed her nighty and led her to the hall. He sat in a dining chair and pulled her to him and clamped his mouth on her tit and sucked hungrily like a baby. She moaned and clutched his hair and pushed his head firmly into her tit. She ran her hand on his hot cock slowly feeling the bulging nerves and juice filled heavy balls. She could control no longer when his fingers probed her flowing cunt and teased her clit. She straddled him and parted her cunt lips and sat on his cock. It went smoothly and she moaned softly… “Hmmm ….Ahh ….. Vijay …. fuck your aunty ….. tear her cunt apart…” …and started riding, slowly at first and then gathered speed. Vijay also started giving upward thrusts, mauling her tits and biting and chewing nipples. Sujata was half scared that her k**s may come and see her fucking and half wished that they did, the chance of being seen was making hornier…. causing her to jump faster….Suddenly her eyes fell on the clock and she bit Vijay’s ear and whispered in his ear” Darling, you have to cum fast, I have so many things to do. I have to prepare breakfast and k**s may wake up any minute” “Aunty, then I have to fuck you in the ass” Vijay pushed her up and Sujata rested her elbows on sofa back rest and offered her ass. Vijay’s cock was already wet with her juices, still he pushed two fingers deep in her cunt , scooped her juice and wet her ass hole. He pushed his cock into her inviting asshole and started ramming like an express train. “Hmm.. Aunty …. I wanted to fuck you since I was a boy…you slut… you always made me masturbate with your cleavage, nipple show..” he kept saying and slapping her buttocks . She was moaning with pain and pleasure… and finally he buried cock full and filled her with hot, jets of lava. As soon as he removed his cock, she put on the nighty and he went and dressed up. “Where are you going so early in the morning?” she asked him as she brought two cups of steaming coffee. “Aunty, I won’t miss tuition classes for anything, though I desperately want to fuck you and keep on fucking you” he said sipping coffee. Sujata smiled. “Why me? You have two young, tight fabulous cunts begging to be fucked?” she asked with a naughty smile. “Mom fixation, Aunty. I am crazy about my Mom. I see Mom in you” he said shyly. “Ohhh. Did you express or hint your desire to her?” Sujata asked curiously. “My God, No. She will kill me” he said, horrified. “May be she won’t. May be she also wants it. Does she flash cleavage?” Sujata asked. “Hmm, sometimes but not intentionally, I think. Aunty, will you help me? Rohit is fucking you so please convince my Mom” he pleaded with her. Sujata nodded and his face lit up like a thousand watt bulb, he kissed her and dressed up and left. Sujata completed her bath, pooja and daily chores. As she was completing preparing breakfast, Riya came into kitchen and wished her. “Good morning, Riya, had good sleep?” Sukata asked her. “Sleep? I thought my brother was horniest. Rohit is worse, he kept pounding me on and on” she said smiling and accepting cup of tea. “Are you complaining?” Sujata asked, smiling. “Oh my God, No. Aunty. I loved every minute of it. It was fabulous. You know, they fucked me in both holes at the same time.” She said. “I know. Yesterday I peeped for few minutes as they were fucking you” Sujata said. Riya blushed and was silent for few minutes. “Aunty, I read your story in ISS. Is it true, your dad fucking you?” Riya asked. “Yes, dear” Sujata answered. “Gosh, you are so lucky” Riya sighed. “Ohh, your dad is very strict? Did you try to seduce him?” Sujata asked. “Actually there is no need for that. I am confused how to proceed. My dad hugs me, kisses me and when he watches TV he pulls me and make me sit in his lap” Riya said, drawing circles on Dining table. “Do you feel his cock poking you?’ Sujata asked. “Yes, Aunty. All the time. I act innocent, as if I am not noticing, he massages and pats my thighs and neck….so far he didn’t touch my boobs. Getting fucked by him may not be difficult but it will break his heart when he knows I am not a virgin” Riya said. “Ohh, is that your dilemma? Your Mom knows you and brother are fucking?” Sujata asked. “ No, I don’t think so. We are very careful. Vijay is crazy about Mom. He fantasizes her when he fucks me” Riya said. “Yes, he told me and asked my help in convincing your Mom. Tell me, we ladies are more observant, do you think your mom also desires Vijay? Does she flash cleavage or wear revealing cloths when he is around?” Sujata asked. Riya’s eyes widened. “Yes, of course. Now that you mentioned, it is clear to me. Until Dad goes out, Mom wears normal nighties and then she moves without bra and panty. I remember getting irritated when her boobs almost pop out when she serves to Vijay, maybe she is doing unintentionally” Riya said. “OK. Both are scared of what the other’s reaction would be. I will talk with your Mom and then after they start fucking, we will plan your fucking with your dad. We have to plan very carefully, it should appear to your dad that he fucked you first…. and then he would consent to mom son fuck. Men are so possessive and egoistic” Sujata said thoughtfully. Riya shrieked and hugged her. “Aunty, thank you so much. But how can you overcome the problem of dad not suspecting I am not a virgin?” she asked, Sujata smiled and patted. “I will train you. My hubby will never believe that I was not a virgin at the time of marriage even if my Mom tells him. You should know how to act and talk. “ Sujata assured her. Riya dressed up and freshened. As she was leaving, her mobile phone buzzed. “Hi, Mom. I am coming home. Bhai went to tuition directly from here, yes, we had breakfast… wait a minute, Neha aunty wants to talk to you” Riya handed over phone to Neha. “Good morning, Aarti, how are you?” Sujata asked. “Fine, Neha. Thanks very much for looking after my k**s so well” Aarti replied. “Come on, they are like my k**s. Listen, can you come after lunch, I have something important to discuss with you” Neha asked. Aarti panicked “My God, what have my k**s done? Hope it is not serious?” she asked anxiously. Neha laughed. “No, don’t worry, nothing is the matter. If such is the case I won’t be talking to you on Riya’s mobile. Relax and be here after lunch.” Neha assured her. Aarti told her that she would be there and disconnected. An hour after Riya left, Prema and Rahul Sujata shook up Prema and Rohit. Both were grumbling, complaining and unable to get up from bed. Sujata had a tough time dragging them from bed. As they were having tea, Sujata told them “ Prema, you go to college, Rohit, today you will bunk” Prema was curious”Why? Mom, did you miss out bro’s fucking last night? You could have joined us” Sujata smiled and told them” No. I want him to have heavy breakfast and take rest. I called Aarti after lunch, I want him to fuck daylights of her” Both stared at her. “Mom, are you crazy? She is a very strict disciplinarian, She will kick my ass blue and black” Rohit said after recovering from shock. “Supposing she is willing?’ Sujata asked. “Wow. Mom, that would be dream come true. She is stunningly sexy. Have you seen how thick and long her hair is? Or how she gyrates her buttocks as she walks? Once I rang the bell, she opened the door in a wet nighty with a seductive smile… I think she was expecting uncle. You know her nipples were thick and this long and looking into my eyes. She immediately closed the door saying Vijay was not at home” Rohit said dreamily. “Yes. I remember the day. He fucked me non- stop whole night” Prema said, laughing. “Then eat heartily and hit the sack, dreaming fucking your sex queen” Sujata told him, naughtily.. Aarti’s mind was in turmoil. Though Neha assured her nothing was the matter, there must be something disturbing she wanted to share. Aarti had no doubt that it was about Riya. While taking Riya’s cloths for washing, Aarti observed a strong smell from Riya’s panties, she knew it was the smell of sperm. That was eight months back. Aarti didn’t confront Riya. She was afraid that her daughter may become defiant and stay out nights also. At least, now she was staying nights at home. Aarti would gently lecture her about conduct, character etc. Now, Neha must have seen Riya kissing or getting her tits mauled in a movie theatre or a park. Aarti sighed, there was nothing she could do now, only plead with Neha to keep it a secret. She had no such doubts about Vijay. He seems to be well behaved all the time, no late night parties, no partying…. he stays mostly at home, studying. But, again, since last eight months, she saw him look at her lustily when she was not watching, at her cleavage and her nipples which protrude out from her dress if material is thin. She could feel his hot gaze on her buttocks and it made her feel strangely excited. She found herself showing more cleavage and flesh…… all harmless fun, she tried to justify herself. She knew the Mom son stories she was reading were slowly causing a change in her.She brushed off all thoughts and had light lunch and proceeded to Neha’s house… Sujata welcomed Aarti with a big hug. They sat in sofas in the hall. Sujata asked what Aarti would like to have. “Nothing dear. I just had lunch” Aarti said. Still she was nervous. “Relax. Let us have two Patiala pegs of scotch. Once in a while we should unwind. We are running like mice in a wheel in experiments.” Sujata said pouring scotch in two glasses. She added soda, water and ice as Aarti wanted. “My God. She is preparing me for the shock. It must be really bad. What have they done, my k**s?” Aarti wondered as she sipped after saying ‘Cheers.’ They talked about all topics including their fuck experiences, Neha was aware of Aarti’s frolics with her neighbors and their cooks, drivers and watchmen. When they completed first peg and Sujata was making second one, Aarti lost patience. “Sujata, stop beating around the bush. What is on your mind? Spill it out” Aarti asked as Sujata was handing over her glass. “ Hmm, ok. Do you think your daughter Riya is a virgin?” Sujata asked. Aarti laughed heartily. “My God, You need 2 pegs to ask that? Of course, I know she is fucking. What is the big deal? All girls are fucking. I am always lecturing her, indirectly telling her to be careful, to fuck with condoms and not to get preggy or contact STDs. Girls of today are far wiser.” Aarti felt a surge of relief as she said. She felt like draining her drink in one gulp. “What about Vijay?” Sujata asked. “He is a very well behaved boy, no night outs, no late night partying, no drinking. I think he is a virgin” Aarti said, smiling. “OK. Now hold your glass tight. Your k**s are staying at home all the time because they are fucking each other and fucking others in college” Sujata dropped bomb shell slowly. Aarti’s jaw fell open. She was stunned. It took her a minute to recover. “How do you know?’ she asked. “Yesterday night they were fucking here only .That was their project” Sujata said, laughing. Aarti was suddenly angry. “You bitch, you knew it and encouraged them. Why? Would you do it with your k**s?” She shouted. Sujata was unruffled. “Yes. My k**s Rahul and Prema are fucking for last 1 year. I came to know recently. I gave them freedom. I asked them if any of their friends were also fucking brothers and sisters. They told about Riya and Vijay” Sujata told coolly. Aarti was getting strangely excited, she was aware of her cunt oozing juices and felt her nipples getting tighter. “Now I know it was your plan, last night’s combined studies. Why did you do it?” Aarti had cooled down. “Hmm, I asked Prema if Vijay was fucking her and Rahul was fucking Riya, they said that they were fucking on college terrace.” Sujata told her. Aarti’s eyes widened in shock. She gasped. ‘Oh, My God. In front of all, in public?” She whispered. “I was also horrified like you. They assured me that they fuck behind water tanks. One of their friends stands guard and prevents others going there. After they finish fucking, next couple will go. Then I decided to allow them to fuck at home. Before I completed my sentence, they called Riya and Vijay to come over. I did not have time to discuss with you. I am sorry” Sujata explained. “Did you watch them fucking?” Aarti asked, helplessly aware that cunt was now pouring. “Yes, before going to sleep, I just peeped. Riya was getting fucked in both holes and Prema was getting cunt licked. It was awesome” Sujata said dreamily. Then Aarti asked the question Sujata was waiting for. “Don’t tell me your son Rohit also is fucking you?’ Aarti asked after slight hesitation. When Sujata nodded, Aarti screamed, rushed and sat beside Sujata and held her hand. “Wow. How, when? I thought it happened only in stories, I masturbated so many times reading such stories.” she asked enthusiastically. Sujata told her story and when she finished, Aarti exclaimed “ Ohh, don’t tell me the story “Sujata’s i****t saga” story is yours? My God, I don’t know how many times I masturbated reading that story” “Imagining your son, Vijay, no doubt?” Sujata pressed her hand and asked naughtily. Aarti’s face turned beetroot red as she averted her face and remained silent. Sujata laughed and hugged her “ I called you to talk about that only. Vijay madly and crazily wants to fuck you. Riya says he imagines you while fucking her.” She said. Aarti covered her face with both hands. “Chee….whatever gave him such ideas? How can I face him now?” she said in a low voice. “Why not? He also reads Mom son stories and Riya tells me you remove panty and bra after your hubby leaves home and show lot of cleavage when serving him food. Poor chap, can you blame him” Sujata said laughing. “I thought it was harmless fun, just teasing him” Aarti said and downed her drink in one gulp. “So do you want to get fucked by Vijay?” Sujata asked directly. Aarti got up little unsteadily, poured herself another drink and sat beside Sujata. “I am confused. It is not right. Do you think I should?” Aarti was still not looking at Sujata. “I think you should. You will lose inhibition and shyness if you see us fucking” Sujata told and shouted “ Rohit, see who has come? Say hello to Aunty” Rohit came from inside and said ”Nmaste, Aunty “ and touched Aarti’s feet. When his fingers touched her toes, an electric current passed through her veins and she shivered. She blessed him and asked “ Rohit, you bunked classes?” Rohit smiled and said “Yes, Aunty. Mom asked to stay back. She said that I am needed for some urgent work. What is it Mom?’ Sujata got up, hugged and kissed him “ You have to fuck your slut Mom’s wet cunt….Aarti wants to see” she told him and pulled down his shorts in a jiffy, exposing his steel rod like Cock and juicy balls. Aarti got up in panic and stuttered” No, Rohit, I never said that…..” and fell back in sofa as she watched mesmerized, Rohit removing Neha’s nighty and making his Mom sit and push his cock in her mouth, all the while mauling her tits and tweaking nipples. Both were naked as Rohit removed his vest also and was fucking her mouth. While Rohit closed eyes, still he was feeling shy, Neha was all the time looking at Aarti. After five minutes, she took out cock from her mouth and smiled naughtily “Who will lick my juices? Let us go to bed room. Aarti, are you coming?” She stood up in her splendid naked glory, her big tits turning pinkish with the mauling and her juices were glistening like dew drops on her smooth shaved cunt. Just before she got up, Aarti had a glimpse of her thick cunt lips. Aarti got up like a Robot and followed them. Curtains were drawn and sun light was streaming through windows. There were no shadows, Aarti had clear view of all nooks, corners and crevices of Mom and son. Aarti’s cunt was screaming for attention and her tits were getting heavier and tighter. Mom and son kissed briefly, Rohit sucked and squeezed Neha’s tits for few minutes and then they went into 69 position. Rohit lay on his back and Neha straddled him, offering her pouring cunt to his lips and started licking his cock from base to tip, fondling his balls. Neha never took off eyes from Aarti and this was driving both ladies crazy. Neha peaked within minutes, screamed loudly and poured jets of juice in her son’s mouth and collapsed on him, breathing heavily. After few seconds, she got up and lay on her back “Now fuck the hole from where you came…. tear your mom’s cunt… show no mercy… come on pound me….. I am your slut….Ahhhhh… mmmm” she kept shouting as her son pushed his cock and started fucking vigorously. Aarti could not bear the torture any longer. She finished her drink and impatiently removed her blouse, saree, petticoat and lay next to Sujata. “Rohit, I am also like your Mom. Come On, fuck me” she asked him. She was feeling light headed, happy and careless. She regretted for not shaving cunt for 2 weeks. Rohit needed no invitation. He removed his cock from his mom’s cunt, it was shining with her juices, spread Aarti’s thighs, parted her cunt lips with fingers and buried his cock in her cunt in one go ……. and lay on top of her and kissed her. Aarti held his head in both hands and licked Sujata’s juices from her son’s chin, cheeks and lips and then from his mouth, exploring his mouth with her tongue and drinking her friend’s heady cunt juice. Meanwhile, Rohit unhooked her bra and removed and cupped her tits and squeezed. His throbbing cock was sending pulsations to her cunt walls, driving her crazy. She wanted him to fuck her. But he broke her kiss and rose on his elbows and exclaimed “ Mom, see her nipples? I told you, aren’t they gorgeous?’ Suajata stared wide eyed. Indeed, Aarti’s nipples were like Baby Milk bottle’s nipple. Thick, long and fat. “Wow” she said and latched onto her friend’s boob like a hungry baby. Aarti laughed and pressed Sujata’s head more firmly on to her shapely boob. “Rohit, I thought I closed the door quite fast…how did you see my nipples?” she asked as he was pinching her nipple and mauling her left tit. “Not fast enough, Aunty. The picture of your nipples is printed in my memory. Were you expecting uncle that day?” Rohit asked and pushed tit in his mouth and started sucking, simultaneously withdrawing and pushing his cock in her slippery cunt. “Hmmm.. No. I was expecting my son, Vijay. The shock of exposing nipples to you unnerved me. I went into a shell. I didn’t expose nipples to Vijay. Rohit darling, you can suck as much as you want later but fuck me hard and fast. You can’t do both together. Your Mom will take care of my tits…Mmm . .Ahhh .. this is heaven… push deeper..faster… tear your slut’s cunt…” Aarti started screaming and moaning and she and Rohit pounded and pulverized her cunt and they reached peak at same time…he collapsed on her like a rag doll. Sujata dutifully licked her sons’ cock and drank his cum from Aarti’s cunt as they were kissing and playing with each other. Within minutes he was hard again. “Let me ride you darling, you must be tired” Aarti told him smiling and got up. “Aunty, wait a minute” Rohit said and removed the hair band that was holding her luxurious hair in a pony tail. Her thick long hair cascaded like a black water fall reaching middle of her back. “Wooow” both Mom and son were spell bound as they watched her hair bounce sexily as she straddled Rohit and sat on his cock. As she started riding, her boobs were shaking seductively, her luxurious hair was bouncing. As Rohit tried to catch nipples, his mobile phone rang. He smiled at them. “It is your daughter Riya” he said and answered before Aarti could snatch it. She stopped riding and pleaded with him silently not to tell her. “Hi, Riya. Congratulate me, I am fucking your mom or rather she is fucking me, she is riding me. She is awesome, I have not seen such splendid nipples, not even in net” he said and started lifting Aarti by her buttocks and dropping back on his cock. ‘Wow. Vijay, come here, Rohit is fucking Mom.” Riya screamed so loud all could hear. Aarti reached forward and snatched and switched off his phone. Suddenly Aarti was angry. “What is this nonsense? Why did you tell my k**s?’ she shouted and got up and reached for her cloths. Sujata hugged and pacified her and made her lie on the bed, As Sujata kissed and soothed her, Rohit spread her legs and started licking her cunt and then kissed her ass hole. Aarti purred like a kitten and her anger was doused in pleasure and lust. “Hmm … Rohit beta… you are killing your Aunty with pleasure ….. Ahhhh.. this is heaven” she murmured as Rohit licked her asshole. Sujata was kneading Aarti’s nipple as she told her “ Aarti, I planned all this. Vijay begged me to convince you let him fuck you when he was fucking me yesterday. I knew you would resist, so I called you. Once you had few drinks and watched Rohit fuck me, I knew you would melt” As Suajta was talking, Rohit finished licking and turned Aarti on her back, pulled her to the edge of the bed, made her bend and started fucking in the ass.. Aarti’s heart was thudding like an express train as she turned key in the lock and entered her home.She tried to act as if everything was normal as she asked her k**s how their day was. They were watching TV. Both jumped, ran to her like they did when they were school k**s, hugged her and dragged her to the sofa and sat beside her.Aarti could not face her son. She felt as shy as on her nuptial night. Her husband had a tough time making her disrobe. She resisted so much that he was afraid she would scream ”****”. After meeting all her demands like switching off lights, closing eyes until she covered herself with bed sheet and then getting inside the bed sheet, her husband managed to kiss her. Now Aarti felt similar shyness and embarrassment engulf her. “This is nonsense. He is my Son. He should be embarrassed’ She thought and stole a glance at him. Her face turned deeper pink as she saw he was gazing lustily at profile of her tit, her nipples were so long and big, it was difficult for her to conceal them. “Mom, tell us from beginning. How it went?” Riya asked excitedly, taking her hand. Aarti feigned anger. “Are you not ashamed to ask your mother? Anyway, Rohit must have given you all the details” She said, tight lipped. “Ohh, Mom, you disappointed us. We thought you will tell all the details” Riya pouted her lips and complained. There was uneasy silence as they watched TV She found her son slipping hand behind her shoulders and trying to push hand inside blouse. She was about to slap his hand away angrily but remembered Sujata’s caution” Flirt with him. Don’t show anger, he may become scared.” So she snuggled closer to him so that his hand had more access and he could cup her tit and pinch her nipples. She also remembered that Sujata wanted to talk to him. Vijay started squeezing her tit vigorously and tried to kiss her. She playfully slapped him “Don’t be naughty. Suajta wants to talk to you. Call her” she told him, smiling. He called Sujata while mauling Aarti’s tit with other hand. “Namaste, Aunty” he wished her. “Hi, Vijay. I have good news for you. Your Mom said ok. “ Sujata told him. “Wow. Aunty. Thank you. ..”he gushed happily involuntarily pinching his Mom’s nipple harder, causing her to yell and slap him. “Don’t thank me yet. There are some conditions. First is, you have to wait till tomorrow night. Second is, you are not going to fuck your sister Riya or make her suck till you fuck your mom. I want you to save juice to fill her cunt. Third is, she is not going to be naked until tomorrow. You can squeeze tits and finger her cunt above cloths. Is it ok?” Sujata asked him. “Awww.. Aunty. I am so horny, I wanted to fuck her now..” he complained. “Those are her conditions. She was feeling shy. So I told her I will talk to you. Come on, she has done so much for you. Can’t you wait for one day” Sujata admonished him. Ok, Aunty. I will wait. I will be a good boy… until tomorrow” he told her and disconnected. It was a real torture for both Mom and son. Aarti’s motherly love almost made her lose resolve and hug and offer herself to her loving son. But her shyness prevented her. Vijay was so horny, he kept poking her thighs with his hard on and fingering her cunt above saree and squeezing tits above blouse. Riya was enjoying their discomfiture and offered her tits to brother to suck and cunt to lick. While they slept on the same bed, Sujata watched stunned as Riya stripped and made Vijay suck and lick. She was amazed by her daughter’s beauty. Vijay remained dressed and slept on the one side of bed, Sujata at other end and Riya in the middle. Next day, after k**s went to college, Aarti went to a beauty clinic suggested by Sujata and got waxed, shampooed, manicured and general beauty enhancement treatment. She turned down Sujata’s dvise about getting her cunt shaved. She came home, shaved her cunt and underarms and was ready for evening. Vijy and Riya tried to manage their excitement and stay cool after they returned from college. Prema came to their home which was the signal that everything was ready at Sujata’s home. When Vijay and Aarti arrived at Suata’s home, it was getting dark. Sujata was very nervous and shy. The very thought that her son’s cock was about to ram his birth channel was sending waves of excitement as well as panic. Vijay was also sweating and trembling slightly. Sujata welcomed them, s was wearing a very transparent nighty which was not concealing any of her immense assets. Her nipples were poking out and cunt mound outline was also visible. Her son Rohit was dressed in shorts and T shirt unabashedly flaunting tent in his shorts. “Would you like to have few drinks?” Sujata asked . “No. Let us get this over with” Aarti said tensely. She was feeling as if the ordeal was best if it was over quickly. Sujata smiled and led the way into bed room. They could not take eyes away from her seductive swaying hips. Sujata asked Vijay naughtily “ Vijay, do you want to fuck your mom?” Vijay answered “ Yes, Aunty, ever since my cock became hard” Sujata asked” Aarti, are you ready to get fucked by your son?” as if she was conducting marriage rituals. Aarti couldn’t speak. She nodded. “Ok, boys now disrobe your Moms” Sujata ordered. Aarti’s heart was hammering in her chest as Vijay’s trembling fingers undid her blouse hooks and removed. His breathing became faster as his eyes feasted on her glorious boobs and thick, long nipples. She purposely didn’t wear bra and panty. He removed her saree folds and then….undid knot of her petticoat. Sh resisted impulse to cover her cunt as it fell in a heap at her feet. Boys needed no instruction to disrobe.They became naked quite fast, threw their moms on bed and started kissing, sucking tits and fingering cunts. Aarti found herself melting and felt dizzy with pleasure as her son sucked her tits after many years. She hugged and moaned… Sujata was observing Aarti. She knew she couldn’t delay further. She might lose nerve. “Ok, boys, Now time to fuck your moms.” Sujata told boys and spread her legs. Rohit buried his cock in her cunt in one stroke. Vijay was shivering, Aarti was also trembling as Vijay was rubbing his cock on her cunt lips. Suddenly she panicked and pushed her son away. “No. Sujata. I am not ready yet to get fucked by him. Let Rohit fuck me” Aarti said. Sujata didn’t protest, asked her son to pull out cock and fuck Aarti and asked Vijay to fuck her. Aarti was watching Vijay as he pushed cock in Sujata’s cunt and started fucking hard and fast. With each stab, her breath was coming out gasps and Sujata’s fabulous tits were shaking. Rohit also started fucking her steadily. But Aarti’s mind was in turmoil. “My son’s cock should be pounding my cunt. Ohhh… how I wish” her thoughts were churning as she watched Vijay was also looking at her tits and nipples. Sujata immediately understood and told Rohit “ Rohit, stop fucking and switch off lights and come and fuck me. Vijay, in the darkness your Mom will not resist you. Fuck her nicely” As Rohit switched off lights and the room was plunged into darkness, Aarti felt her son lay on top of her and kiss her. “Mom, I love you so much…..” he whispered and bit her ear and licked her ear lobes. “Hmmm.. I know darling…. I love you more than my life. Take me … I am also dying to feel your hot cock in my cunt….” she murmured. She felt his kisses on her tits and his licking her nipples and…. felt his hot throbbing cock enter her wet cunt, slowly rubbing her cunt walls. Immediately her cunt went into spasms and she cried out loud as she reached peak …. and multiple orgasms racked her body. These impulses triggered and excited Vijay to an extent , he ejaculated after few minutes of vigorous fucking and filled hot lava in his birth channel. Suddenly the lights came on. Rohit was fucking his mom in doggy. Hey clapped and congratulated Aarti and Vijay. “Ok, fresh lovers, enjoy your fucking in peace. Now we are going to other bed room” Sujata told them and they left room in the same coupled position. Now Aarti was no longer feeling shy. She was feeling lusty. She closed the door and kissed her son. “What a terrific cock you have. I am so proud of you and sad that I missed your fucking all these years. Come darling…. now tear your Mom’s cunt” Aarti kept kissing her son and repeating. “Hmm… Mom.. I want to fuck you whole night and every night… “he said licking her cunt. “Hmm …. Ahhh … what a magic tongue you have, Vijay … push tongue deeper, ahhh ….” she purred happily as she pressed his head closer. And he did fuck her whole night. After second fuck he asked shyly if he can fuck her ass. In answer she bent, parted her buttocks and offered her ass hole… Next day Suajta went on the terrace to dry the cloths. Rohit accompanied her to help her. As she bent to take cloths from bucket her splendid boobs almost popped out. She saw Rohit staring, laughed and shook boobs provocatively. Within seconds, he was behind her, rubbing his cock on her buttocks and squeezing her tits. Through the material of her nighty and his shorts, she could feel the hardness and heat of his cock and her cunt flowed. “Mom… I want to lick you” he said, pinching her nipples. Sujata pushed him” Are you mad? Anyone might come. Leave me ….” she protested. “No Problem Mom, you can hear footsteps, then we will move out” Rohit pleaded, lifted her nighty , parted her legs and clamped mouth on her wet cunt. “Hm … Ahhhh ..” Sujata moaned softly as she spread legs wider and bent further, taking more weight on bucket. They were so immersed and lost in their world that they didn’t hear footsteps until too late. Sujata came into this world with a start when she heard a sound and saw Nandini, who stayed on 3rd floor and her 16 year old son,Vishal, staring at them wide eyed. Nandini dropped her bucket of cloths in shock. Sujata dropped her nighty, gave a murderous look at Rohit and silently left. Rohit also was red faced as he came behind her. She fired him and warned him not to touch her any more. She was scared, she did not know whom Nandini would tell. Prema also fired her brother” Why you had to be so stupid? Mom and I are opening and giving all holes to you all the time, why couldn’t you wait till you came back home?” Rohit had no answer, except that he could not control. They completed dinner silently, when door bell chimed. Sujata opened the door. It was Nandini. Rohit and Prema vanished into bedroom when they saw who it was. Sujata asked her to be seated. They were silent for several minutes. Sujata was wondering what Nandini had to say. Finally Nandini cleared her throat and said “ Sujata, I don’t know how to start. But you are the only person I can confide in, after seeing you on terrace” Sujata was curious” Tell me, what is it?” Nandini lowered her eyes” It is about Vishal. He is just 16 but for last few months he is masturbating in my bra cups and panties. I tried indirectly to make him stop but he steals my bras and panties from my cupboard. When I sleep, many times I saw him try to look at my nipples by lifting nighty.” Sujata laughed “I am the last person you should seek advise after what you saw on terrace” Nandini also laughed” But strangely, I am also getting excited. I am controlling, I want him to turn 18 before proceeding. But after your terrace show, both he and I are on fire. He gives normal hugs and kiss on cheeks. But today, he hugged me tight and kissed me on lips and squeezed my tits and buttocks, When I shouted at him, he was scared and ran away. I called his friend, he is at his friend’s house. When did you start fucking your son? What is your advice?” Nandini asked her. “I don’t blame Vishal. You are so sexy and provocative. Moreover, I am sure you must have been generous in flashing cleavage and flesh” Sujata told her. And it was true. Nandini was slim like a ramp walking model, tall, with long shapely legs…and unlike, those pencil thin models, she was endowed with very generous, tight tits and had shiny thick, silky hair. She was dark but it had a shiny, glowing texture…overall effect was awesome. Nandini blushed and said” It is a great compliment, coming from a sex goddess like you. Thanks but tell me what should I do? Is he too young? Should we put him in a hostel until he completes inter exams?” Suajata asked her “ How are his grades?” Nandini sighed and said” Sliding. From 1st rank he is sliding down. Why do you ask?” “Isn’t it obvious? He is unable to study because he is seeing your boobs and ass in the pages of book. He is masturbating imagining you and in unable to concentrate. I have seen him, he looks like a fully grown teenager. I think he is ready to fuck you” Sujata said. Nandini was silent and was studying her nail polish. “Your husband is at home?” Sujata asked. “No. He went to attend his cousin’s marriage and will return after 3 days” Nandini said. “Call Vishal and ask him to come over to my house and tell him not to worry, Sujata aunty will give counseling” Sujata said. Nandini called from her mobile but Vishal’s mobile was switched off. Then she called Vishal’s friend and told him “ I know Vishal is there. Just pass on a message, Mom says everything is OK and come to Sujata Aunty’s house, tell him I am waiting for him”. His friend said, ok Aunty and disconnected. Sujata told her k**s to stay in their room she was helping Nandini and Vishal. They said ok. After 10 minutes there was a timid knock, Sujata welcomed him with a big smile. He smiled nervously, twiddling fingers and stole a glance at his mom, expecting her to breath fire but sighed with relief when she smiled at him. He ran and sat beside his Mom, hugged her like he normally did and kissed her on cheek and blurted out “ Mom, I am very sorry, I will never do it again, don’t be angry…” Sujata smiled and said” Your Mom will be angry if you don’t obey my commands. Follow me” and led the way to her bedroom. Vishal realized that she was wearing a very flimsy nighty with nothing underneath. He had an instant hard on as he watched her swaying hips. They followed her into bed room. “Do you want to squeeze Mom’s boobs?” Sujata asked him. Vishal was stunned and looked at Mom. He expected Nandini to shout at her. Instead, she was smiling. ‘Y,,,yes…. Aunty” he stammered. “Then what are you waiting for? Pull her boobs out of blouse and start” she pushed him. Vishal was shaking and Nadini was also nervous and looked undecided. “Hmm.ok. You need some push, Rohit, come here for a minute. Ask Prema to study” she called Rohit on mobile. Rohit was there in few seconds with a hard, throbbing cock which was jumping in his shorts. “Nandini, Vishal. I know you are shy. We will assume we are alone and we will start fucking. This should make you lose inhibition. We will not look in your direction. Rohit, come darling, fuck your momma” Sujata said and hugged her son. Rohit lost no time in pulling out her nighty and getting out of his cloths. He did not expect his Mom to cool down so fast and the way he pushed Sujata on to bed and jumped on her reminded Nandini of a tiger jumping on a prey in Discovery channel. But here, the prey, Sujata, was moaning and groaning seductively “ Hmmm…my darling….. suck momma’s tits…. bite and chew my nipples… hmm.. love you baby…” Vishal also was mesmerized but was getting hornier by the second. As he saw wide eyed, Rohit spreading his Mom’s cunt lips and shoving and burying his cock in her cunt in one stroke, he lost control. Viahal hugged Nandini and kissed her, he was half expecting her to slap him but she hugged back and kissed him deeply, taking his hand and placing on her tit. Within seconds he disrobed her and she pulled his shorts and T shirt and the naked couple joined the others on bed. Nandini’s tits were really awesome, Rohit looked at her tits being mauled and sucked by Vishal and his strokes had become faster, harder and Sujata was gasping for air as his cock seemed to expel air from her lungs. Nandini’s cunt was overflowing, she impatiently pulled Vishal by hair and told him “Dear, you can suck tits while fucking also… fuck me …now” Vishal got up and Nandini spread her legs wide and opened her cunt lips and rubbed his throbbing virgin cock on her lips. “Hmmm.. push it…” He slowly pushed as if his cock was entering a mine field and Nandini peaked and felt orgasms flooding and rocking her body as her son’s hot cock went in rubbing her cunt walls. Vishal thought he would faint with pleasure. On his fifth stroke, he gave a loud cry and filled his Mom’s cunt with hot liquid, Nandini felt his pulsations and loads of cum flooding her in seemingly nonstop jerks. Sujata pushed Rohit away and reached Vishal in two strides. ‘Take it out” She ordered him. Vishal was unhappy that he came so fast and removed his tool, crestfallen. Sujata hugged him and told him” Don’t worry. You did great. I was watching your Mom. She had multiple orgasms. Now give your cock to her, she will suck and make it ready for next fuck” Before Nandini could protest, Sujata clamped her mouth on Nadini’s cunt and started lapping juices. Rohit started fucking Sujata in doggy and told Nandini “ Don’t worry, Aunty. Mom is crazy about virgin boy’s sperm. She won’t let a drop go waste” Nandini was in seventh heaven as she was licking and sucking her son’s cock, the heady mixture of her and his juices and Sujata’s expert licking was driving her crazy. Within seconds, Vishal was ready and Sujata left the cunt to him and Rohit continued fucking Sujata in doggy. This time, Vishal was in better control and fucked nicely, stopping in between for a short while to suck and maul her tits. Prema was feeling dejected, being left out. Though she was getting fucked by brothers of her friends and other boys on college terrace, she was sorely missing her brother’s daily hot fucks. Rohit was totally hooked to Sujata. As she was watching TV with unseeing eyes, Vishal came out of bed room naked and was startled to see her and was about to rush back. “Vishal, come here, don’t feel shy, did you enjoy?” she asked him. “Yes, Didi. They asked me to bring sweets, samosas, milk and fruit juice” he said shyly, trying to shield his cock with hands. “Come, I will give you” she led him to kitchen. “Now what is happening? She asked him as she arranged all items in a tray. “ Bhai is fucking both moms in doggy alternately” he told her. He had to remove his hands to hold the tray. Prema exclaimed when she saw his tool. “Wow. Vishal, I thought you were a small boy. You have a good cock, it has become red, are you having pain?” she ran her hands on his cock and balls and asked. He shuddered as if electric shocks passed through his body as her warm hands massaged his cock. “Hmm, didi, little pain but feeling great” he murmured. Prema took tray from his hands put it on table, removed her nighty and bent on the kitchen platform. “Now fuck me fast, they will not miss you” she said parting her buttocks and showing a very wet cunt. He needed no invitation. He held her waist and buried his cock in one shot and fucked hard and fast, her ankles were shifting in air with each blow. He fucked her tight cunt and as he filled her hole with hot cum, he wondered if he was dreaming or he actually fucked 3 cunts in 3 hours… Prema looked at Riya curiously. They were seated in college canteen. “What is wrong with you? Last two days you are not coming on terrace for fucking?” Prema asked. “Your Mom told me not to fuck for 5 days” Riya said. “My Mom? Why? Your periods are not due for 2 weeks?” Prema asked. “My mom and your Mom are training me and preparing me to get fucked by my dad. Dads always want their daughters to be virgins and innocent. Do you remember your grandmother filled your Mom’s cunt with a herbal paste before marriage to make it virginal like?’ Riya asked. Prema was shocked. “My God, don’t tell me my Mom is putting that stuff in your cunt. My dad tried two days to fuck mom and cunt was not opening. My dad panicked and was about to take her to a hospital, when Grandma told Mom to bear pain and ask hubby to fuck. She bled a lot. So don’t try that. Instead act as if it is paining” Prema pleaded with Riya, clutching her hand. Riya laughed and said” Don’t worry, your Mom put only a layer. It will give little resistance to convince dad. They taught me how to act coy and what to say and what not to say or do” Prema felt a pang of jealousy” You lucky bitch, My Mom is arranging your fuck with your dad but is ignoring me” she said, sadly. “No. Your dad will come only after 10 days. But she told me already she has plans and will start implementing. Don’t worry dear, my dad will fuck you” Riya told her friend. “Hmm. When is it planned? Your Suhaagraat with dad?” Prema asked. “Tonight. Mom told Dad that she was going to Chennai for her best friend’s daughter’s wedding for 3 days and Brother told that he is going on a picnic trip with friends for 4 days, both will come and stay with you. I and Dad will be alone and free for 3 days.” Riya said excitedly. “Wow. Great, I hope they will fuck me also, I don’t know why these boys are mad after Moms?” Prema asked, puzzled. “Hmm.. I will be able to tell you tomorrow if we daughters also will be crazy about Dads” Prema told naughtily… Sudhir was unable to concentrate on his work. His mind kept on replaying images of his daughter Riya’s curvy structure and the soft feeling of her buttocks on his thighs and warmth of her cunt mound on his cock when daily she sits on his lap when he watches TV in evenings. Right from her c***dhood that had been the routine, she would sit in his lap, kiss him and hug him and tell about the events of the day. After her puberty, his wife admonished him and her for that and Riya confined to light hugs and pecks on cheek. But about a month back, he playfully pulled her onto his lap and ticked her in the ribs. She giggled and squirmed in his lap, rubbing her warm buttocks on his lap, causing an embarrassing erection. She didn’t seem to notice and when she heard her Mom’s footsteps, she jumped up, kissed him on the cheek and said” You naughty daddy, I love you”. Since then, it has become a routine, when they were alone, either he would pull her or she would sit in his lap. He would kiss nape of her neck and rub sides of her thighs and ask her about studies and friends. She also replied normally but all the time rubbing his crotch with her buttocks. She would get up instantly if she spotted her Mom. To his discomfort and pleasure her dresses was getting skimpier and her acts bolder. He could make out that she was not wearing bra or panty. He could sometimes feel her wetness and heat through clothing. He was restless because his wife was going to Chennai for 3 days and son to Picnic for 4 days with friends, leaving him 3 full days with Riya. He called wife, she told that train had just left platform and son had left much earlier. Sudhir got up, told his colleagues that some urgent matter had come up and he had to leave. He drove very fast, in fact, recklessly, and reached home in record time. With thudding heart, he opened front door and entered. He felt like a deflated balloon when he saw Riya was not at home. He changed into shorts and T shirt and switched on the TV. After 10 minutes, key turned in lock and there was his precious Riya came in, panting and gasping, it was obvious she came in a rush and running. She screamed and hugged him. “Dad, when I called your office, they told me you left on an urgent work. I knew what it was, I skipped classes and rushed home. I love you. Dad. I will change up and come” She kissed him full on lips and ran into her room. She came out after few minutes, wearing a very thin sleeveless nighty, outlines of her splendid boobs and curves were tantalizingly visible. It was apparent she was not wearing bra or panty. She walked to the door seductively shaking her hips, engaged cross bolt to Main door so that no one could open from outside, came back, smiled at his massive hard on and sat in his lap. Before she used to sit in his lap with her back to him but now she sat across, with legs stretched out on sofa and hugged him, pressing her boob on his chest. He kissed her and with shaking hands gripped her boobs. “Hmmm …Riya.. I love you darling” he whispered as he felt her squirm to allow his cock to rub her cunt. “I love you dad. Hmm… you are driving me crazy, dad….can I ask you something?’ she said, acting shy. “Anything, my love” Sudhir said, he was in seventh heaven. “Dad, will you teach me sex? I have difficulty in pushing even a finger in my pussy, how does a thick cock enter? I won’t die with pain?” She whispered shyly in his ear, as he was mauling her tits. “No, baby, your pussy is very elastic, shall I show you? Come, let us go to bedroom” he said. “Dad. I am afraid” she clutched him tighter. “Don’t worry, honey. Your dad loves more than anything. Will I do anything to hurt my little darling?” he said pinching nipple. “Ouch, dad, you are very naughty. Ok, then carry me” she said. Sudhir carried her to their bed room and gently lowered her. She covered her eyes with palms. “Dad, please switch off lights and draw curtains” she told him, shyly. He switched off the lights and room was plunged into darkness as he drew thick curtains also. He lay beside her and removed her nighty while kissing. He removed his cloths while switching off lights. Riya’s cunt opened tap as soon as her dad’s warm body pressed on hers and his hands squeezed her breasts. “Hmm … daddy… I love you…” she purred, as she kissed him. His hands hungrily groped her, feeling all her body. When his fingers rubbed her cunt mound and rubbed on cunt lips, her body shivered. She remembered Sujata Aunty’s warning “Don’t let him lick you. That herbal paste has a pungent taste” Sudhir sucked her tits and as he was about to travel down to devour her cunt, she pulled him by hair. “Daddy… please…put your thing in me… I am very nervous and scared….if you delay, I may run away” she told huskily. Sudhir laughed and said “ Ok, my love”, got up and applied gel liberally on his cock and in her cunt, he used the gel while fucking his wife in ass and kept it handy near bed. He kissed her and talked soothingly as he parted her cunt lips and pushed gently. Herbal paste which glued her cunt walls refused entry to his cock. Riya did not have to act, it did cause pain and she shrieked “ Daddy, please remove, it is too painful” “It is ok, darling. Bear it for few minutes” He soothed her and pushed more firmly. It yielded and reluctantly gave way. He slowly pushed until it went in full, lay on top of her and kissed. “How is it?’ Are you ok? My love” he asked. “Hmm…daddy..It is paining… but it also feels good. Dad, be gentle… please..” she kissed him. In answer, he gently pulled out and slowly pushed in. After 10 strokes, her cunt became ok and she wanted hard fucking. But she remembered her Mom’s warning, to be patient and act innocent and let dad teach everything. So she kept purring, moaning and sighing as he steadily pounded. “Darling, I have to fuck you fast now, can you take it?” he asked her. “Dad, I came from your cock, my body is yours, you do as you please, yes, fuck me hard now…” she whispered. Sudhir was also excited by the tight, hot, wet feel of his daughter’s cunt and by the feeling that he was fucking her and started pounding really hard.. and suddenly shouted” Baby… I am cumming ….. ahhhh” Riya also moaned” Hmm .. darling daddy…. I don’t know if this is cumming….I must have cum million times ….. ahhhh.. daddy … cum inside me….fill me …” Suddenly Sudhir realized he was fucking her without a condom and tried to remove cock in a panic but Riya clamped her ankles around his back and pulled him with force, the sudden thrust buried his cock and he spurted thick wads of cum in jerks and collapsed on her. As soon as she released grip, he took out cock and asked her in an anxious tone” Dear, Why did you ask me to cum inside you? It can be dangerous” Riya giggled and pulled his mouth on to her tit and told him” Dad, I may be innocent but am not a fool. I know how to count and when is safe period. Don’t worry, for next 5 days you can fuck me without condom” He winked at her and said in awe” My God, my baby is grown up” and after five minutes felt his cock becoming hard again….. When Riya told her Mom and Sujata later, both were thrilled. “Great, but don’t forget what we taught you. Act innocent and let him guide you, don’t suck cock and show initiative. Wait for me to come back” Aarti told her daughter as both boys were fucking her both holes. Sujata warned her” A lot depends on you. You have to do exactly as we taught you. If you don’t it will back fire” Riya said Ok and disconnected and looked at her dad. He was sleeping peacefully after a hard fuck. She logged on to net and found Raj on line. She told him about her fuck with dad. Raj: Woow. Perfect, everything went according to plan. Riya: Hmm, thanks to you. Dad is fucking like a man possessed, he applied for 5 days leave and I have bunked college, we are doing nothing but fucking, eating and sleeping. I don’t think he fucked Mom as much in their honey moon. In fact, she told me so. Raj: Great. I was just a match stick, I ignited fires in Sujata and your Mom’s cunts. I didn’t expect this large scale fucking. Riya: Hahaha. This is just tip of ice berg. After Mom comes back, Sujata aunty wants me to persuade Dad to force Mom and Bro to fuck and then group. Later Mom and Sujata aunty are planning for a grand 5 mom and 5 son group. Raj: My God, it looks like any man’s dream paradise. 5 Moms and 5 daughters, 10 different cunts, tits and asses. Riya told him her dad was getting up and had to go. She promised him that she would update and said bye. After Aarti and Vijay returned, Sudhir and Riya’s freedom was curtailed, they had to steal moments and be content with quickies. Sudhir was getting hornier and would take Riya in car and fuck her in secluded places. Next Sunday, Aarti said that she wanted to visit her sister and would come back in the evening and Vijay went to play cricket match. As soon as she left, Sudhir and Riya started fucking on the bed. It was a luxury they were missing, a leisurely fuck. Riya was riding him hard and fast and he was mauling her tits, when suddenly bed room opened and Aarti walked in saying “Riya, did you see my mobile charger? I forgot and came back….” and stood stunned and shocked like a deer caught in car lights. Her jaw fell open and eyes were like saucers as she looked disbelievingly at them. Then she blew her top, as Riya and Sudhir hurriedly got up and put on cloths. “You shameless whore, how could you do this? And you, Sudhir, are you not ashamed to call yourself a father…..” she blasted them for 10 minutes and left, banging the door. Sudhir’s meek rejoinders that it happened by accident and Riya’s promises that it would not be repeated were washed away in her onslaught. There was an uneasy silence when she returned in the evening and prepared dinner. Vijay tried to find out what was the problem but no one talked to him. He finished his dinner and went to his room. Dad, daughter and Mom finished dinner in silence. Aarti cleared table with Riya helping her. As Sudhir was getting up, Aarti told them “I gave a lot of thought. If both of you really like and want, go ahead but I have some conditions”. Riya shrieked in joy and hugged her Mom” Mom, you are the best Mom in the world. Anything you say, we will do” Sudhir also was beaming ear to ear as he also hugged Aarti and covered her face with kisses, thanking her. She pushed him away and told them “ Rule one, Riya should not get pregnant. Two, fuck in moderation, I don’t want her cunt to be loose like a Randi’s at time of marriage. Three, I want best marks and grades from Riya, I don’t want her to be a doctorate in fucking and a failure in academics” They assured, promised her and went into bedroom and closed the door. Aarti slept on the sette in the hall. Before that, Aarti arranged hot Milk, sweets, savouries and decorated the bed room with flowers, incense sticks like a suhaag raat. She dressed Riya like a bride and sent her with a glass of milk. Sudhir became emotional, he hugged Aarti and almost cried, he thanked her for being such an understanding wife. She just smiled and pushed him into the bed room. That whole night Riya was fucked many times by her insatiable dad. When he was about to fall off asleep at 4 AM, Riya told him “ Dad, I have something interesting to show you” He yawned “ Sweety pie, can’t it wait till morning?” he complained. “No, it can’t” she told firmly, went into bathroom and returned with a bra and gave him. “It is your Mom’s bra, so what about it?” he asked puzzled. “Look into the cup” she asked him and showed him the wet patches. “That is bro’s sperm in Mom’s bra cup. He masturbates imagining fucking her. Since you are fucking me, why can’t bro fuck Mom?” Riya asked fondling his cock and playing with his balls. The way his cock became rigid, she knew he was getting excited. He was shocked. “Your Mom will kill us both if we even mention” he said, after recovering. “I think Mom also lusts for him. The minute you go, she will change into transparent sleeveless nighties, and shows lot of skin. Poor bro, he just pretends he is not watching and masturbates in her bra cups and panties.” Riya told him and yawned. “What should we do?” he asked, puzzled. “I don’t know. You leave for office and come back after an hour and see if what I tell you is true or not. Then you decide. Now, let me sleep for few hours. I have an important class” she told him and went to sleep. Sudhir’s sleep evaporated. Complex emotions, lust, guilt, excitement and little anger ran through him. When he went into the hall, Aarti naughtily smiled at him and gave his morning coffee and news paper. She was neatly dressed, not an inch of skin showing, even wearing bra and panty. Riya got up after an hour and ran out saying she has an important class. Vijay wanted to bunk classes that day as he was very tired after a hard day’s cricket match and wanted to sleep off. Sudhir kissed Aarti and left for office and whiled away time for an hour in shopping mall, purchased sexy bras and panties and returned. He didn’t press buzzer, but silently opened the front door with key and entered and though Riya prepared him, he was shocked and rooted to the spot. His wife has changed into a sleeveless nighty, it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra since her long nipples raised small tents. She was serving to Vijay, bending forward and showing ample cleavage to son. He was staring into his plate, fighting the urge to peep. They also saw him and both were paralyzed. Aarti recovered first, sat in a dining chair and crossed her arms across boobs. “Ohh, you didn’t go to office? Your health is ok?” she asked, concerned. “I just felt like taking off for a day. Can you give me a cup of tea?” he asked her as he sat in the sofa. He watched as she went into kitchen, her seductively swaying hips told him she was not wearing a panty and a wet patch that she was horny. Until she came back, he talked to Vijay about his picnic, studies. Aarti gave him tea and sat beside him, again crossing arms across her chest. He finished tea and stood up and walked to Vijay and placed his palm on his shoulder. “Vijay, do you love your Mom?” he asked. “Of course dad, do you have to ask?” Vijay asked, puzzled. Sudhir asked him to get up, Vijay was reluctant since he still had a hard on. Sudhir acted as if he didn’t notice and with his arm around his son’s shoulder walked to Aarti. He asked her to get up. Both Mom and son were puzzled as Sudhir put his other arm around her shoulder and hugged them both. “Then why are you hesitating to show her your love? She is screaming for your attention, showing cleavage, nipples and ass….and darling, are you blind not to see his massive erections and his cum in your bra cups?” he asked them, as he led them to the bed room. “What are you talking about? Are you mad?’ Aarti screamed. “Dad, please, Mom will kill us both” Vijay said in a shaking voice, frightened. He pushed them both into bedroom and closed the door firmly, saying “ I am bolting the door from outside , I will open only after you have finished fucking” They feebly banged the door for few minutes and then it stopped. Sudhir sat in the hall, watching cricket. After 2 hours, there was a mild knock on the door. He opened the bolt. Aarti came out, her face was flushed and she hid her face in both hands. “How was it? Did he fuck well?”he asked her. “How shameless can you be? Asking a Mom about her son?” she murmured as he hugged her. He forcibly removed her hands and looked fascinated at her flushed face. “Hmmm, darling, it is ages since I saw you blushing, my son must be really great” he exclaimed, kissing her. She pushed him away.” You go out and come after a couple of hours. He says he can’t face you” she told him. Sudhir laughed and went away. Aarti immediately called Sujata and told her excitedly everything went according to plan. That was the beginning, they were fucking behind closed doors. After 2 weeks, slowly they opened up, overcame shyness and started fucking on the same bed. Sujata took a longer time, she took out a print out of ‘Sandhya’s i****t invasions” and asked Prema to write on top “ How lucky Sandhya is? Wish my Dad also seduced me “ . She scanned the story and sent to her husband and he was very upset when she talked to him. She told him” I think it would be a good idea if you fucked her before she goes out and fucks all the cocks in the neighbourhood and college” “Are you insane?” he asked. “OK,.don’t blame me later” she told and disconnected. He cut short his trip and came back in two days. Sujata didn’t have time to make her daughter’s cunt tight like Riya’s. Sujata made phone calls to Riya, Aarti, Sudhir and made plans hurriedly. “Dad, can you take me to Riya’s house for few minutes? I have to collect notes” Riya asked her dad. ‘Sure , let us go” he took out car and drove her. He wanted to talk to her but found he was tongue tied. He had a hard on as he watched her heaving bosom through corners of his eyes. Aarti opened the door and welcomed them. “Dear, I have to rush. Riya is in her room, her dad is teaching her statistics. Please don’t mind, I have to go to my sister’s place” she said and rushed out. Prema and her dad opened Riya’s door, looked inside and were stunned. Sudhir was lying flat on his back with head towards door. Riya was riding his cock, her back also was to the door. They did not notice the door was opened. Prema stepped back as if in shock and her dad’s hot, throbbing cock pressed warmly on her buttocks. She pressed harder and felt his hands cupping her tits. She closed the door silently and led him to the second bed room. Needless to say, Sujata’s family also ended up on same bed within days.

I used to visit the local pet shop every day. It was the closest I could get to having a pet of my own since both my parents were allergic to anything with fur. One day, the manager took pity on me and let me in the back area of the display, then opened all the puppy cages. Cute little things all over me, climbing, licking, snuggling; it was the best day of my life. So when I saw an ad on the campus bulletin board asking for volunteers to be a human ferret racing track, I thought it was going to be the second-best day of my life. It was the worst. A hundred eyes turned my way as I walked down the stairs to this frat house's basement. ‘I didn’t dress like this for you,’ I would have announced if I wasn’t so shy. My short skirt, my crop top, my lack of bra despite breasts on the larger side, it was all for the ferrets. What’s the point of furry creatures running all over you, poking their heads out of your cleavage, if you can't feel their fur on your skin. “Wow, they’re not usually that hot,” one of them told Derek, the guy who answered the door and seemed to be the ferret race organizer. He anticipated my concerns and had assured me I would keep my clothes on and that this wasn’t some weird fetish thing—just racing and gambling. “Can we have a little respect, please? Her name is Amy, and she’s not here to get ogled.” I liked Derek. Big, tall, handsome guys like him didn’t usually go all white knight for a nerdy girl me. The basement was well-lit but unfinished. The strong, musky odor of weasels might have been a downside for some, but for me, it was charming. I was happy to see the habitat was huge and full of winding, transparent tunnels that let you watch the little rascals racing around and playfighting. If my dorm allowed pets, I would be begging to take one home. “Do you guys do a lot of ferret races?” I asked Derek with 99% of my attention on the adorable sausage hamsters. “Fuck yeah, it’s great. Like, who wants to watch horses go around in a circle, you know? And the ferrets love it. It’s just hard to find volunteers who are that much into animals.” “I mean, I love ferrets, all animals, really. But if it was kittens instead, you’d probably have girls paying you for a chance to do it.” “Kittens? Wow, we can try it next time if you’re game. Sounds pretty crazy.” I had been staring at the frolicking rascals for ten minutes when Derek yelled out: “Last call for bets!” It made me jump, and I caught a nearby conversation through all the noise: “That’s a newbie mistake; you get a bigger payout the higher your ferret’s number is.” “If they’re going in order, doesn’t #1 win every time? A small guaranteed payout is better than a one-in-a-million chance.” “Nah, bro, you underestimate how unpredictable these little fuckers are. Sometimes one stops to let others pass. Or they manage to get themselves turned around. And when they get to the stomach, they might decide to chill there forever. Or sometimes they U-turn at the finish line and do the whole course again in reverse.” I still didn’t understand how ferret-racing worked, but I liked what they said about ferrets spending lots of time on my stomach. “Are you ready?” Derek asked me. “I have to lift you up, but I’ll be careful not to touch you anywhere inappropriate, OK?” “Like... just for a few seconds?” The gate of the habitat was pretty high up. “Yes, for about five seconds, ten at most.” That didn’t sound too bad, right? I think most girls in my situation would have accepted the offer. In hindsight, that was just another red flag warning me I was about to get fucked. I was on his shoulders, my butt facing the habitat and my head facing the cheering crowd holding their bet tickets. Everyone would have had a good look at my panties if I was the other way around, so I was relieved about that. Then I had a thought (I have those sometimes but always too late): the paper said they needed a “tract.” I assumed it was a typo and that they meant to say track, but what if... “Wait!” I was ready to say, but instead, all the air in my lungs came out in a puff as something cold and wriggled into my underwear. A second later, a ferret’s nose was poking my butthole, and in that same second, his entire body, as long and thick as my arm, squirmed in with help from its tiny claws. My body, from curled toes to gaping mouth, was frozen during the stretched seconds it took for my butt to suck up three creatures in a row. I had to deal with the sensation of a business of ferrets rushing through my bowels while more fought over the stretching rights to my rectum. “Uh oh, there’s a traffic jam at the entrance,” said Derek, the only person to have a good angle to the ferret-stuffed panties. He had six more seconds before breaking his promise. “Aaaaand yup, number 6 and 7 are looking for another entrance.” Some of the boys cheered, some booed, presumably, those who had bet on #6 or #7 while I lost my virginity to an albino. Maybe I’ll omit the part about him being a ferret if I ever tell my friends about my first sexual experience. It happened so fast and with slick fur as the only lubrication. My legs were held tight by strong arms, and squeezing my thighs together didn’t stop that fat-bellied intruder from parting my vulva and digging down my birth canal. All I could do was dig my nails into Derek’s back and wait for the two lines of ferrets to finish their double penetration. When the jock gently put me back on my feet, I had seven ferrets sprinting deeper into my guts and a crowd of three fighting for space inside my pussy. I collapsed immediately, then took my first breath in a long time, raspy and spit-laced, as I writhed on the floor to humiliating cheers. When I started getting my bearings back, my first instinct was to run away. But where? And from what? The way to the stairs was clear. I wasn’t a prisoner; I was the prison. Even if I got this playpen of a body to crawl, I would take my problems with me. So instead, no longer concerned about underboob showing, I used a hand to try to push back against the traveling lumps on my abdomen and the other to try to fish out ferrets from my pussy. With a hand down my panties and my breasts popping out, I must have looked like a drug-fueled nymphomaniac making a show of getting herself off. The audience was just blurs and noise. The ferrets were everything, and if I could just grab one by the tail, I could maybe pull it out and feel one-tenth better. I made them panic, I think. The tail I managed to pinch between my index and middle finger slipped away, and its owner wiggled itself between its two friends. His whiskers brushed against the mouth of my cervix, and I exploded in a shameful orgasm. Wet with my juices, the ferrets took turns penetrating my womb. The only thing worse than the feeling of something crawling up your uterus is the reasonable concern that it might never come out. That was the easy part, it turned out; the opening ceremony. Announcer Derek explained to the crowd why my convulsions had just doubled in intensity: “It looks like one of them, probably #1, has reached the small intestines. Now it gets really tight. And just in case anyone’s had any hopes for #6, #7 and #10, all three are in the womb now. They’re probably not coming out any time soon.” He could tell a lot from a girl’s tummy and navel bulges. My first words since the ferret invasion weren’t ‘help me’ or ‘fuck you for tricking me.’ They were “They’re fighting... in my womb.” And apparently, I was wrong. “Hmm, no, I don’t think they’re fighting,” Derek said, looking closely at the skin waves. #10 is female; they’re having an orgy in there. They do that sometimes when they find a nice warm place. It’s like a housewarming party. Don’t worry, you’re going to be squirting ferret cum for a few days, but it’s not like you can get pregnant or anything.” “I don’t want ferrets to have sex in my womb.” Imagine how crowded three ferrets would be in a deflated balloon. Now imagine that balloon is one of your most sensitive organs. “Hey, it could be worse; you could have put money on one of these three.” So it’s with an orgy in my womb that I had to endure the intestinal trauma of ferret racing. Whenever I thought I'd rise to my knees, a new wave of orgasmic pain returned me to the floor. Derek put number stickers on a ferret poster on the wall, associating the ten pictures with the order in which they came out of the habitat. I had him pegged for a dumb jock, but he had a good memory. “Fuuck ah!” “Oh, judging by Amy’s reaction, there are two ferrets passing each other in the small intestine. It looks like it could be #3 is passing #2!” Roars from the crowd drowned out my squeals. Ferrets passed each other several times in my small intestines. Derek eventually lost track of who was in the lead. I never thought I’d say this, but I was thrilled when I birthed the first ferret into my stomach. A small relief, but the first since the whole ordeal started. “One of them is in the stomach,” Derek read from my facial expression and hand positions. “But which one is it?” More ferrets accumulated in my stomach in the next hour. Some turned back to do the course in reverse. Some fought... or had sex; I wasn’t sure. But then I finally felt it, little claws getting a grip on the walls of my gullet. I forced myself on all fours and kept my mouth open wide while trying to vomit the ferret out. My tits were loose, my panties exposed, yet every boy in the room was staring at my tonsils. “It's... It’s... #9! #9’s head is poking out, but it doesn’t count yet. Are we going got have a huge upset?” Everyone held their breath, especially me, because I was gagging hard on the ferret body in my throat. My chest contractions must have spooked the little guy... he scurried back down my esophagus. “Awww, so close...” It took another hour for a ferret to finally cross the finish line made of teeth. #9 again. Some people were overjoyed; most weren’t. “Hey, thanks again for doing this. It was a great race. Here, take this home with you.” Derek placed a small portable cage next to me. I was still shaking and dry heaving on my knees, but the confusion in my eyes asked for an explanation. “We don’t care about the runner-ups. So in the next few days, whenever a ferret comes out, please put it in the cage and bring it back here. I’ll buy some kittens in the meantime like you suggested for whenever you want to do this again.” It’s been two weeks now. The cage is still empty. The ferrets are as lively as ever, running, fighting, mating. They must drink my water and eat what I eat. You do sort of get used to it. Sleeping is near impossible, but I have been attending my classes. The hardest part is holding back moans in public places. At this point, I’m thinking of just going ahead with the kitten race. Maybe they’ll chase the ferrets out. 3 months later Meow. “I am not going to let you kids gaslight me. There is a cat in here somewhere.” Everyone but the teacher was amused at the idea of someone bringing a pet into the classroom. Nobody wanted to participate in the witch hunt. Meow! “That’s it! I’m looking through every single bag!” Nothing was found during the thorough search despite there being technically ten cats in the classroom. The meows were coming from one of the furballs in my throat. Mr. Whiskers popped his head out of my mouth a few times to express his usual grumpiness but by the time the teacher was pacing the aisles, he had returned to my stomach to play-fight with his friends. The lumps were dancing safely behind my baggy sweater. A cat’s natural curiosity makes it a unique experience. One day I hope they organize a race with ten different species. A kitten in my womb was playing what’s-making-that-paw-shaped-bumb-in-the-wall with another kitten in my transverse colon. The physical discomfort is almost unbearable at times, but the mental discomfort of being alone in my body would be constant without them. I know, I would have never believed it's possible to get addicted to being a Habitrail for a new set of critters every week. And I wish I could say it’s not a sex thing... but as a living playground, I’m horny all the time; it’s a kind of deep, filling penetration a man could never offer. No offense to the men of the world... it’s not really your fault. I don’t mean to brag, but the races have gotten a lot more popular with me as a tract. There isn’t enough room in the basement of Derek’s frat house anymore, so we do it outside in the yard. At the risk of sounding corny, I feel more connected to nature with my hands and knees against the grass. It’s easier for the audience to keep track of the race if I show more skin, but I might have agreed to a few too many compromises for the current uniform to be a tiny bikini top on my very not-tiny breasts and... no bottoms at all, because, like the starting line of the race, everyone wants to watch my bulging waxed pubis. I dress extra conservatively outside of events and, so far, guys seem to understand that they can get an eyeful on Friday nights as long as they don’t harass me the rest of the week. They wish me luck and ask for betting tips. I’m more of a sports star than a ring girl to them, which suits me just fine. I changed into my race tract uniform as soon as Derek opened the back gate. That just meant taking off my pants, my panties, and my sweater; I was already wearing the dental floss top underneath. I don’t mind being half-naked (more like 99% naked if you go by surface area) in front of Derek outside of races because we’ve always had a purely professional relationship. I know that when he’s feeling me up, it’s strictly business. His hands were all over me, analyzing the moving lumps. Just like getting them in, evicting creatures before a race is a team effort. The only thing I would change about Derek is the size of his forearms. This big fitness buff seems to be cultivating more mass every week and my holes certainly feel his gains. “I can get this one here but I’ll have to go really deep,” he said, lifting my right breast to point out a high kitten lump underneath. I knew that was Mr. Whiskers because he has bigger paws than his brothers and sisters. I nodded my consent, got down on all fours, and braced myself. The ultrasonic cat repellent had worked on a few kittens that were now frolicking in the grass, but the rest had simply scampered deeper between my organs. Derek’s muscular arm was up past the elbow inside my ass and, with his other hand, he respectfully probed my pussy with fingers coated in catnip in an attempt to lure Tigger and Rascal out of my womb. “There he is,” Derek finally said, pulling a wet and ever-grumpy Mr. Whiskers out of my rectum by the scruff of his neck. That little guy had meowed out of my mouth four hours ago; he went on quite an adventure to come out the other end. A few hours later, Colonel Ketchup fled from Derek’s under-stomach punches by disgorging from my mouth. Only Miss Pepperpot remained unaccounted for. With an arm in each hole, Derek lifted me off the ground by the tightness of my sphincters to hopefully shake her out. I don’t like being aroused when Derek’s arms are inside me but with Pepperpot’s little squishy cushioned toes playing my intestine like a piano, I was at the edge of a very shameful orgasm. When Derek started talking about tract racing, I failed to change the subject to something less titillating. I was terrified that he could feel my pussy getting wet around his arm just from hearing about the fresh new horrors awaiting me. “I’ve been feeding the Ferrets twice as often to make them fatter for next week’s race,” Derek said from high above my head and dangling tits, which had already slipped out of the bikini. That thing refuses to stay on properly. “I thought ferrets were this week.” “Right, I forgot to tell you. Change of plans. Tonight we’re doing a special event: Mangoose VS Cobra!” You could tell Derek tried to accentuate the headline with hand gestures even though they were trapped inside me. This sounded like a nightmare. A wet nightmare. How embarrassing would it be if I slipped off Derek’s arms from the extra lubrication? “What’s a mongoose?” Before you call me an idiot, remember that I was upside down, blood pooling in my head, and at the edge of an orgasm. “I guess it’s kind of like a ferret but I’m not sure you’d be able to open your mouth wide enough to let them in, so we’ll have the mongooses... or is it mongeese? No, mongooses enter from behind and the cobras from the front.” “Isn’t a cobra... like... really bad?” See? I can be smart. “Yeah, for sure, but I ordered some anti-venom just in case. I’ve been tracking the package and it should arrive just in time. And that's if we need it at all.” “I don’t know how I feel about animals killing each other inside me.” “If it makes you feel better, team Mongoose is heavily favored.” It did make me feel a little better. I don’t care as much for snakes as I do for cute furry creatures... It was too late to back out anyway. I had been chasing the intense adrenaline high of my first time for months. I was trembling in fear like a ferret tract virgin. Even if my love juice production went unnoticed, Derek could probably feel my intensifying heart rate. “How many of them?” “Five king cobras orally vs five banded mongooses rectally with a bonus one-on-one fight in your uterus... Got her!” Derek extracted his arm as slowly and gently as he could. I tried not to groan but I groaned a lot. Mrs. Pepperpot resisted so much to being shaken out that she had climbed right into Derek’s hand. Good thing she’s declawed. I had a feeling the mongooses wouldn’t be. Oh well, why worry about claws when a cobra can sink its fangs right into your heart if the rhythm is threatening? Why is this so arousing? If I discovered motorbikes instead of ferret races, I’d probably be jumping over school buses naked while creaming the seat. Hissss. Hisssss. Hisssssssssssss! Evolution cursed me with an intense fear of opening my mouth at the entrance of a busy snake cage. But in front of a hundred people gathered around my almost-naked body in the yard, I had to fight that flight instinct. “Won’t that make me look like I’m trying to eat them?” I had asked Derek, but he told me it was probably fine as long as I didn’t make any sudden movement. And that the anti-venom should arrive any minute now because the app said it was ‘in transit’. Do nervous twitches count as sudden movements? If it was one hiss for yes, two hisses for no, the snakes were saying yes yes yes yes yes... They were also showing me much bigger teeth than I was showing them. I squeezed my eyes shut, anticipating red hot punctures on my bottom lip. Instead, my first physical encounter with a king cobra was a little tongue flicking against mine. It tickled and also made me reel in revulsed terror. The crowd gasped at this mother of all sudden movements. When a snake lunged at my mouth, I was sure it was to drive its fangs into my tongue but... no, the most courageous cobra slithered past it, compressing his neck flaps against the tightness of my throat. You don’t realize how long a fully uncoiled snake is until it travels down your esophagus. Four more, each twice as long as I am tall, followed the trailblazer into the new stomach nest. If the snakes won, would that mean fresh snake eggs for breakfast every morning? I asked myself a lot of weird questions while my jaw strained against oval bodies with the girth of Derek’s forearms. My breasts were pressed against the outdoor arena with only nipple-size triangles of yellow cloth between them and the cold grass. With 60 pounds of cobra inside my stretched stomach, it wasn’t easy to flip myself on my back. The whole point of being almost naked is for the crowd to see the action unfold like a skin tapestry. Did I say almost naked? Because my bikini top had unraveled on the grass where I began my roll. The show must go on. Fully naked, I spread my limbs like a starfish. The audience had a much better view of my pussy than me as I couldn’t see much past my squirming snake belly. “OK, one last cobra.” Derek was carrying a super-pissed Cobra with a thick chainmail glove. The bonus fight idea was not well through-out; forcefully shoving an angry cobra’s head up my pussy would only have been a good idea if the goal was to collect snake venom in my punctured bladder. I must have used a lifetime's worth of luck on that one. I swear I felt a fang brush against my clit as the cobra tried biting one last time through the chainmail, but the lack of excruciating pain meant my most sensitive spot had been spared. Fleeing the impenetrable five-headed monster, the cobra dove into my pussy. I heard distant cheers from the crowd. They never miss it, do they? I came. People have side-bets on my orgasms like what will trigger the first one, and how long it will last. This was a huge one. A thick, 11-foot scaly mass rubbing its entire length on every square inch of my convulsing birth canal, it doesn’t get more intense than that. Oh, but it does. My legs still wide open like I was on a gynecologist’s table, I hear the sound of a cage opening and a lot of screeches. I’ve never had animals that eager to penetrate my holes before. They knew that deep in those moist holes were preys. And yeah, mongooses are much more than just bigger ferrets or longer kittens. I’ve never had anything travel so fast and so forcefully inside me. With a cobra so close, Derek was unable to properly direct traffic into my anus. Three of them went after the snake in my womb where his big glove wasn’t able to follow. The fight was lopsided on both sides. Three Mongooses can easily kill one womb cobra, but five stomach cobras can kill three mongooses. The gamblers were understandably angry. This wasn't like betting on a ferret that turned out to be an idiot; this was like changing the rules of the game after taking your money. Derek had to promise a repeat of the event next week. Most people went home at that point but some of them always stay to watch me cum. Even if things have calmed down inside, I can ride the excitement for hours before passing out in the yard. "So do you think you’re OK with dangerous snakes in your stomach and feral rodents in your womb for a week?" Derek asked me in the morning, handing me back my itsy bitsy bikini top. It made me remember that I was naked and I covered my large breasts with one arm while reaching for the bundle of strings. “I think so. Did the anti-venom arrive?” “It says it was delivered but it must have been to the wrong address. I’ll call Amazon and try to get it sorted out before next week. Try not to walk too quickly until then.” “No sudden movements, yeah...” I put one hand on my tummy, feeling inquisitive tongues and rubbing scales, and one on my navel, feeling gripping claws and nibbles. Both sides were still feasting on the spoils of war. Derek helped me up slowly. “I have a box of mice you can take with you. Starting tomorrow, swallow two of them alive each day. If you birth the mongooses, that’s fine, but cobras are expensive and I had to give a lot of refunds today.” “That makes sense,” I said, suppressing a gag at the thought of lowering a mouse by the tail into my gullet. One of the cobras tried to poke out but I swallowed it back down. “If they get hungry they might realize that they are surrounded by delicious meat.” Derek’s eyes found my breasts when I said ‘delicious meat’ but he quickly looked away. I was horny enough to kiss him, but then I remembered I had venomous snakes in my throat. A workplace romance is never a good idea.

It's funny how quickly and dramatically life can change sometimes. One day, you're dating a hot girl, fucking her younger sister, seeing a lithe cheerleader (and sometimes the rest of her team) on the side. and the next day there's just...nothing. It wasn't supposed to turn out like this. I was supposed to be with Danielle forever...or Hailey...or Melanie. I can't remember which. But it was supposed to be better than this. It's funny, though. When you're all kids in high school, and there's nothing else to think about, drama seems to keep itself to a minimum. Then, it's time for college, and everybody has different ideas. Sometimes, really close people go their separate ways, and almost as often, the best laid plans of sticking together go up in flames, as well. I'll never forget when I told Danielle that I was going to Tech. ... "Oh fuck! You're so fucking deep" Danielle screamed from beneath me. Her perky breasts bounced in perfect rhythm, in reaction to my powerful thrusts, and they looked incredible against her petite, toned body. Her natural blonde hair was iron-curled, and currently stuck behind her pinned back. "You like when I bury myself don't you?" I whispered in her ear, pulling back, and going balls deep each time. She shook violently as our bodies collided again. "Yes! Give me the whole fucking thing" she shouted, scratching my back with her nails. It was a passionate evening. It was the summer before college, and neither of us had told each other where we were going, yet. Her parents were out of town, and it gave us a rare chance to be genuinely loud during sex. And, man, was she taking advantage of that. "Fuck! Don't fucking stop until you fill me with that hot cum" she said, legs dangling helplessly on either side of me, as I felt her tight walls squeezing me, barely able to accommodate my girth. "You never look better than when you're taking my cock like a good girl" I whispered again in my deep voice, and then gave her ear lobe a nibble. That set her off even more, and her pussy started to squeeze me even tighter. At the height of her orgasm, it felt like my cock was going to be suffocated inside her, but she eventually came out of it, and fell back harder into the mattress. "Are you ready for a huge load?" I asked her with a grin. She nodded, and we stared at each other. We moved in and started to passionately kiss, and she moaned into it as my cock started to unload deep inside her. I held her body as I began to paint her insides with sticky cum. We kissed for virtually the entire length of my orgasm, and something just felt different than usual. It almost felt like there was some understanding that this wasn't going to be happening again. After we cleaned ourselves off a bit, we sat down on her living room couch, and shared some water. Small talk quickly turned into the unavoidable discussion. "So, I'm pretty sure I'm heading to Tech" I finally said after a long period of silence. "Isn't that hours away?" she said, trying to keep her composure. I nodded. I couldn't say anything. "What...does that mean for us?" she asked. She was already in tears. I had known this was coming. And, I felt terrible. Danielle had put up with this time period of my sexual exploration, and just when we had the opportunity to potentially establish ourselves as a high school sweethearts couple going to college together, I was leaving. "Nothing!" I tried to say as upbeat as possible, though I could feel my own tears threatening to show. "It's not that big a deal. I'll come home all the time. We can make it work." "Actually, it's going to be a bit further than that" Danielle interrupted. "I'm going to Coastal, and I don't mean the one nearby." "That's...more than a few hours" I said, a bit taken aback. "But, we'll make it work?" she questioned, though it didn't sound like she was all in anymore. ... Part of me always wondered whether she had already made that decision, or whether it was a knee-jerk reaction based on my news. We left off that we'd try to make things work despite all the distance, but these things almost never happen. Especially not in college, when there's so much temptation. That's the really crazy part, though. In high school, I couldn't be stopped. In one school year, I had sex with two sisters, and over half the school's cheerleading team. Good luck settling this guy down in the freedom that college provides, right? But, sometimes, things don't go the way you plan. And, over two years into college, and I had achieved only scant success on campus. It was another boring night, and I was laying on the couch in my dorm, phone suspended in my hands right above my head. "Can you imagine if you drop that shit?" Neil said, laughing from his bean bag across from me. That's right, I didn't keep any of the girls, but my best bud came with me to college. "Dude, don't put that voodoo on me," I chuckled and shook my head. I looked up and stared at the screen, and briefly pictured how much it would hurt if it fell right onto my face. Neil and I had a great dorm room, located on the top floor of the university's main dorm. Our room was overly cluttered, but we loved the decorations. Signs lined the walls, ranging from our old favorite 1990's cartoons, to the street sign we took from our old neighborhood the night before we left for college in our freshman year. The smell of popcorn filled the relatively small space - the snack that had become our staple as we became more and more wrapped around that healthy gym lifestyle. Still, Neil had a handful of our guilty pleasure, skittles, in his hand. He did his trademark move: taking a half dozen or so, swirling it around in his closed palm, raising it over his face, and dropping them into his mouth from above. "I still say the Smoothie Mix Skittles are mad underrated" he called out, a little muffled as he downed another handful. "Wildberry all day" I replied casually. "Or Tropical. The regular is good, too. Whichever." "Still can't make a fucking decision" he shot back, already ducking in case I threw something his way. "Oh fuck off" I said, though I couldn't help but laugh a bit. "It's been years, man. Give me a break." "Any good prospects tonight?" he somewhat changed the subject, noticing how intently I was studying my phone. "Same shit, different night" I responded, followed by a dozen swipes to the left. "Dog mom, dog mom, traveler, traveler, dog mom. How do all these girls have the money to travel so much?" "I don't know why you waste your time on there" Neil laughed, finally finishing his bag of Smoothie Skittles. The colors left a crazy pattern on his hand, and he went to wash up. I could feel my anxiety creeping up as I started to approach the end of my 24-hour period of likes. "Twenty two. Twenty Three. Twenty f...no not worth it," I thought in my head as I pulled off a quick almost-right-to-left transfer. It's funny how the standard went up as the likes neared the end. Suddenly, my eyes went wide, followed by a thud, and a yell. "Fuck!" I called out, phone bouncing off my forehead, then tumbling down the couch. "Shit, shit, shit, don't swipe for me." "Yo, Chris, chill man" Neil said, coming back in after the exclamation. "I'm sure you'll have more chances tomorrow, even if your phone did swipe for you." My hand was shaking and I couldn't find the words. I stared at my screen. "Dude, what's going on?" he asked. "It's...Hai" my voice dried up. "It's Hailey." I finally worked the words out. "Hailey?!" he responded in a shock and darted over towards me. "Holy shit..." he said, as he got close enough to see the screen. My finger tentatively scrolled down the profile. "Looking for...I don't know," I read aloud. "Travel mode..." "Travel mode" Neil echoed. "She's...here?" I questioned. My settings had things limited to 20 miles. It said she was five miles away. I sat there and thought for a while, occasionally scrolling up and down her profile, looking for any details. One of them was her in her cheer outfit. "Oh for the love of..." I said suddenly. "That's right, we play fucking A&M tomorrow. They must have brought the cheer squad." One thing I had always regretted in high school was not playing enough sports. I changed that quickly in college, and had made a number of the school's teams. Tomorrow was the last soccer game before the holiday break, and it was against the school Hailey had decided to attend. ... "Danielle is really going out of state?" Hailey asked me from the seat next to me on the couch. As usual, she was dressed in a mixture of adorable and sexy, covered by the tank top and cheer shorts combination that I had become so accustomed to over the months. She smelled good, starting to experiment with different perfumes and body washes. She was like a sexy peach today. "That's what she told me" I replied. It was the summer before I was leaving for college, and my relations with my favorite girls had slowly ground to a halt as big decisions were being pondered. "What an idiot!" she said, though there was some joy in her voice. "Dump her ass, and then we can date, and I'll meet you at Tech in two years." She was already putting her arms around me and nuzzling into my chest. "Hailey, it's not that simple" I started after a brief pause. "We promised we'd give it a shot. Plus, I'm about to be in college, and you're just a junior." "Oh..." she said, recoiling in some pain. "Well, yeah, that's...that's all fair. I'll, uh, see you later, Chris." She got up and headed up the stairs. I watched that perky ass in her little cheer shorts as it bounced away. I didn't know it would be the last time that I'd see her for a long time. It's funny. Each of us hangs out with someone, and in that moment, it may be the last time that we ever see that person. But, we don't usually know. It's kind of haunting, but it's how life works. ... "Chris...Chris" Neil said, shaking me. "Snap out of it dude." "What?" I said, coming out of my daydream. "Oh. Dude, I can't believe she's here." "What are you thinking, man?" he asked. "I know you and her always had something extra special. Neil was right. Danielle and I had the all around connection. Melanie was my sentimental favorite in some ways. But, if I was honest, Hailey was always the one where the most animalistic lust originated. She had those piercing blue vampire eyes, that were easily the sexiest feature I had ever seen on another human. She studied my sexual preferences more than her textbooks, and she always knew how to get me going. Our flame burned bright. I had always wondered why she gave up on me so quickly that afternoon at her house. "I need to talk to her" I said. Triumphantly, I got up, looked at Neil confidently, raised my hand high in the air and....swiped right? What the fuck was I doing? She might barely use the app, or not at all. She might not have any premium features, and probably got hundreds of likes each day. This stupid app was warping my reality. "I really hope she didn't change her number" I finally said, and started to scroll through my phone. "Wait a second" Neil interrupted. "Why bother?" "Why bother?!" I said, my voice raising to a comedic pitch. "Yeah, why fucking bother with anything? Why don't we drop out of school and join the circus? Why don't we jump off the roof and into the fucking koi pond?! Why don't I take this bag of skittles and shove it up your fucking..." "Dude..." he said, unable to help himself from laughing at my rant. "I just meant, if she's here, and she's cheering tomorrow, why not use the element of surprise to YOUR advantage? You're expecting her. She's not expecting you. Be prepared, and use that to win her favor." It wasn't a bad thought. The prepared party always has an advantage over the unprepared. "Done deal" I said, and we exchanged our patented high five. He made his way over to his bed and put his back against the wall. "I'm not letting you come anywhere near me with that bag of skittles" he said, and we both laughed. The next morning, I prepared differently. I always had a game day routine, but there was something different today. My focus was more on making sure I looked and smelled as good as possible. Maybe I would see her before the game. Regardless, I was expecting her, she wasn't expecting me, and that was my advantage. A couple of hours before the game, I made my way to the elevator, and rode down to the first floor. I was Mr. Cool, today. My confidence had dropped from my reign in high school, but today, nothing was stopping me. I stared straight off, not even acknowledging anybody to either side of me. My sunglasses kept the blistering sun from my eyes, and I could even feel more bounce in my step. I set off for the field, and knew there was nothing that was going to distract me from today's mission - find Hailey, catch her off guard, and make some kind of move. WHAM "What the" I said, dazed and looking around as I suddenly found myself in the grass. I had been hit by a truck, or a linebacker. Someone was sabotaging our team! It must have been a plant from the other team, trying to injure me before the big game. I was half right. "Aye fucking jellyfish?" I heard a familiar voice crawling over my crumpled body. "Hailey?!" I asked in bewilderment, and the two of us embraced in the longest hug I could remember. "Is that a tear? Oh you're such a wimp" she said with playful laughter. "All this time and you've gone soft on me." "HEY!" I shot back. "I absolutely have never gone *soft* on you." "That's actually completely true" she giggled. "Did I catch you off guard?" "Yes!" I couldn't help but laugh. "This is such bullshit. I saw you on Bumble last night, and I was about to message you, but Neil convinced me to try to surprise you instead. How did you find me?" "Oh you're so silly sometimes, Chris" Hailey said playfully. "Did you really think I forgot where you went to school? Did you really think I wouldn't figure out which dorm you were in, wait for the first moment you let your guard down, and find a way to put my body on yours?" I guess the more things changed, the more they stayed the same. "Hailey...I..." I struggled. There was so much I wanted to say. I looked into her eyes, and felt a rush of emotion. I hadn't seen her, Danielle, or Melanie in years. It was overwhelming. My eyes felt heavy, and I actually had to stop myself, and fight off what had nearly become tears. "Chris..." she said, for a second appearing like she was about to tease me, before softening, herself. Our faces rushed closer and we kissed, a couple of open lip kisses, which quickly descended into a makeout led by tongues. We were rolling around in the grass for all to see. "Right here?" she asked, with a mix of surprise and hopefulness. "How about we let some anticipation build for once?" I asked with a chuckle. "Besides, I'd rather not be kicked out of college, especially now that I'm over halfway through it." "Look who's a prude now" she teased, but grabbed my hand. We walked hand in hand towards the fields. "Any girl who might get jealous of this?" she asked casually after a few hundred steps. "College has....not been high school" I responded with a small smile. "What...about you?" She giggled and squeezed my hand harder. "I don't think anyone could fill your void, both literally and figuratively." There was so much I wanted to ask. Perhaps nothing more than trying to figure out how we lost touch for so long. But, before I could think of how to phrase it, we had already arrived at the field. "How is your team going to handle you rooting for the other team?" I teased her as we arrived. "Chris, you're adorable, but I think college has robbed you of some brain cells" she laughed. "There's no cheer team at road soccer games. There probably won't even be a single soul from our school besides the players. I just used it as an excuse to head home early for the semester. I'll continue the rest of the way after today...or maybe tonight." In each of my trips home from college, I had never allowed myself to think whether Danielle was home, too. I certainly hadn't allowed myself to consider where Hailey was, and I remember Melanie had moved. I had embraced the change, but now I was starting to forget why. "Good luck" she said with a wink, followed by a quick kiss. Hailey's presence was all I needed for motivation. I was always pretty good at self-motivating, but whenever there was someone around that I wanted to impress, things turned up to 11. I was more galloping than running, creating multiple scoring chances in the first ten minutes. My navy blue jersey flapped in the wind, as I used my speed to wreak havoc on the defense, finally putting away my third chance in the 15th minute. I swear I heard a squeal and looked up to where Hailey must have been watching. Right before halftime, I went through multiple defenders, creating another scoring chance. Just before planting to kick, a frustrated defender took me down from behind with a nasty challenge. I went down with a grunt, and heard a ton of yelling from the sideline. My first instinct was to get up and get in the guy's face, but my next thought was that my leg really hurt. The training staff came out and performed a number of tests. "I think you're okay, Chris" said the main athletic trainer, bending my knee back and forth. "You better come out though." I protested, but I couldn't really walk. With assistance from the team, I limped to the sideline, and laid out on a table. "You scared me! I didn't even get to suck your dick yet" I heard an over-exaggerated sexual voice say from just behind me. Hailey had hopped the fence and was using my body to shield her presence from view. "You're so ridiculous" I chuckled. "Excuse me, you can't be here Miss" bellowed someone from the athletics department. "Excuse you!" she snapped back. "That's my man, and he might be seriously hurt. I'm not going anywhere until I know he's okay." I nodded, and the enforcement left. Hailey stayed by my side the rest of the game, and we escaped with the 1-0 victory. Afterwards, following a quick on-field meeting, the two of us headed back for my dorm. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked as I limped, even with my arm over her shoulder for some assistance. "I'm a quick healer" I shrugged. "I'm sure it'll be fine in the morning." "Still, you're going to need a 24/7 nurse, just in case" she insisted. I laughed, but felt myself getting emotional again. Being with Hailey was bringing back so many memories. I had missed her so much. I had missed a lot of people from that time, but especially the three who had meant so much to me. Finally, the two of us made our way up the elevator, and back to my dorm. Fortunately, Neil had a late night class, and the room was empty. "Let's get you cleaned up" she insisted. She looked deep into my eyes, and then started to help me strip down. She gingerly worked my cleats and socks off, and then pulled my jersey over my head. Once she had my shorts and boxers off, she carefully helped me onto the shower floor, and got the water to a decent temperature. Next, it was her turn, and my eyes widened as she started to reveal her body. Her bust was at least a half cup size bigger, and her ass had really shaped up even more. It seemed she had found the same gym lifestyle that I had. I couldn't take my eyes off her figure, especially those hips and ass, and I was already rock hard by the time she stepped in with me. "Now, now, what are we to do with this?" she asked, looking down at me. She climbed onto her knees and kissed me hard on the mouth. Slowly, she reached for the soap, and went straight for what she wanted. She lathered up my rock hard length, and slowly started to rub from the bottom to the tip. Every time she hit a sensitive spot, I nearly jumped out of my skin. "Hailey, it's been so long, please don't tease me" I nearly begged, looking at her pleadingly. "We have to be careful with the injured party" she teased, kissing me again and then quickly licking my neck. Then, she finally took a firmer grip on me, and aided by the soap, started to jerk me up and down. A few seconds later, her thumb found my sensitive underside, and I was already in heaven. "Fuck, Hailey, it's so fucking good" I grunted, reaching out and squeezing her breasts, getting a better idea at their increased size. "I missed this cock so fucking much" she said, her eyes nearly glazed over as she worked my cock with her hands. Her thumb firmly rubbed the underside of the tip again and again, and there was exactly zero chance I was going to last long. "You know, it's kind of fun to have you as putty in my hands" she grinned, relishing in every single one of my reactions. Her strokes became more and more exaggerated, and she never let up from the most sensitive spot. "Fuck, fuck" I said, tensing and building more by the second. It felt incredible. "Do you like it?" she teased, looking up at me with those fucking vampire eyes. "Ugh" I grunted, knowing she was playing me like a violin. I heard the audible smirk and laugh as she felt me pulsing in her hands. "No you don't, not without me tasting" she said, and descended onto my cock. She was just in time, and I quickly exploded right into her mouth. "Oh my fucking..." I grunted, as cum pumped out of my cock and straight down her throat in violent waves. My body was jumping and jerking with each blast, and Hailey took it all like a champ. She swirled and pumped and drained me dry. Not until I was done shaking did she pop off from the head, swallowing everything eagerly, and looking up at me. "Feeling better?" she beamed, and kissed my chest. "Wow, you've certainly done some work" she said after noticing how much more defined my chest was than all those years ago. Her hands went to my arms and she squeezed my biceps. "I could say the same about you" I smiled, as my hands reached for her curves. Then, I crawled towards her, kissing her lips before moving to her neck. "Careful" she said through her increased breathing, still worried about my injury. But, I wasn't about to let this end already. I made my way down to her breasts, and set off in exploring the updated version. I firmly sucked on one nipple, and playfully twisted the one not in my mouth. Back and forth, until she was squirming. Finally, I kissed down her body and between her legs. "Yes!" she shouted, and nearly slid out of place as soon as my tongue found her clit. I started with slow, deliberate motions, tongue darting left to right, as one of my hands reached up to squeeze her breasts. I started to build up the pace slowly but surely, strong licks across her clit, before I brought my hand to help the situation. I slipped two fingers deep into her pussy and started to curl against her g-spot. The combination of my fingers and tongue sent her into a bucking frenzy, and it was all I could do to continue to lick her, and not make my leg injury even worse in the process. "Fuck, don't you dare stop" she said, grabbing my hair and holding me in place while I increased speeds with my tongue and fingers. Her mouth went wide open and she shook, pussy leaking and squirting a little against my tongue as I rubbed her insides firmly. She contracted so tightly that it was tough to keep up the same rhythm, but my dancing tongue kept her moaning in ecstasy. A few seconds later, she squealed, and slid out from under me, crashing into me, as we both collapsed in a heap. "Are you okay?" she asked, a little nervously, though more than a little out of breath. "Better than that" I said with a smile, holding onto her from on top of the drain. Hailey helped dress me, and no sooner had we come out of the bathroom, than Neil entered the dorm room. "Oh, hey guys" Neil laughed, playing it off like he didn't had any clue something like this could happen, and doing his usual terrible job of it. "Nice advice" Hailey shot off immediately, with a laugh. "Ask Chris how that 'preparedness advantage' went for him" and she giggled her way through the air quotes. "I think we're going to head back for the semester tonight" I offered. "You good here on your own?" "Man, don't worry about it" Neil responded, and we did our customary high five. I packed what I'd need for the return trip home, and headed for the door. "I'll see you in a bit, dude" I said as Neil came over to escort us out. "Sure thing, man" he replied. Then he shifted to a whisper. "Be careful. You never know who you're going to find back there..."

Well if you don't know by now my name is James, I'm a 6'1 Chubby black college student I have a boyfriend named Paul and sometimes I fuck my professorsl, to get better grades. But no I'm not gay. So congratulations to you, you're now all caught up with our story. I woke up one morning feeling pretty bad for what I had done to Paul. I know that we are not officially a couple but I still shouldn't have slept with my professor. I didn't have class that day so I decided to do something special for him. I went to a crossdresser friendly store to pick out a naughty outfit. I think he would really like me wearing a nice satin teddy or something like that. I will also grab a nice looking wig some Stockings and to complete the outfit a pair of high heels, if I can learn to walk in them before tonight. I found a very nice red Teddy,matching red stockings and some pretty open toed heels. They were only 2 inches high and I can easily walk in them. As I was going through the store aisles making sure that I had everything I needed, I started to notice an older man watching me. He had to be about 45 years old. He was a white guy with Sandy Brown hair about 6'4". I looked over at him and said "Is there something wrong sir " He looked back at me with a nice friendly smile on his face and said "O know nothing wrong, I work here and was wondering if you needed help finding what you're looking for" I returned his friendly smile and replied "I'm actually looking for some red lipstick to go with this outfit I'm buying." He quickly responded with "let me show you everything we have to offer" As he led me over to the make up section of the store I could definitely fill his eyes all over my body. As we slowly made our way over to the make up section we Made little small talk about the store, He told me that his name is Glenn and that he had always wanted to open a store for people who live alternative lifestyles and he was glad he could help the community. As we got to the make up counter he reached for a nice shade of red lipstick and said, "this shade of red lipstick should go perfectly with your teddy and heals." I told him thank you and then he asked me a question that actually startled me. " Are you out to everyone?" It was weird, I really didn't know how to answer that question. But I did the best that I could. " You see Glenn, It's like this. "I'm not gay,I just have this guy and we just do our own thing I'm not really gay." Glenn looked at me with a very puzzled and confused look on his face then replied "Whatever you need to tell yourself, but you're beautiful no matter what you are. The dressing rooms are over there. You probably should try all that stuff on before you buy it." That was very sweet of him to say that I was beautiful, Paul nor the professor have ever told me that I was beautiful before and it kind of made me feel a little special. As I slipped on my teddy and then the stockings I couldn't help feel more and more turned on. Images of Glenn fucking me were racing through my head. I thought to myself "no, no, no," you have to put that thought out of your head. Yes Glenn is a nice guy and he has a nice smile but Paul cares about you and you don't want to ruin that. As I slipped on my heels and straightened my wig I slowly turned around in the dressing Room looking to see myself in the mirror. But there wasn't a mirror to be found. Soon I heard Glenn's voice call from outside of the dressing room. "Sorry I don't have a mirror in the dressing rooms you'll have to come out on to the sales floor if you want to see yourself." I really did want to see what I looked like but I didn't wanna go out into a store wearing just lacy red underwear And high heels. Really that was the only choice I had, other than buying everything sight unseen. I slowly opened the door to the dressing room. As my eyes scanned the store it appeared to be completely empty of customers. The only people in the store was myself and Glenn. Actually I didn't even see Glenn I only knew he had to be there somewhere because he wouldn't just abandon his store. I started to walk out into the seemingly deserted store confidently with the sexiest walk I could muster in my new heels. As I got to the mirror I did a little turn to try and see how the teddy made my ass look. As I slowly turned back around I was startled when I saw Glenn standing there right by the mirror. He said " Wow, whoever this guy is you are going to see tonight is one lucky man.He gets the privilege of enjoying such a sexy Brown Godess." I was almost blushing at this point I couldn't believe how nice he was being. Before I could say thank you he said that there was only one thing he would change about my outfit. I told him that I would be willing to listen to any suggestions he had. He had Me face the mirror and then got right behind me very close and wrapped his arms around me and cupped my firm man breast. then said, " When you wear something like this you always want your nipples to be nice, hard and perky." Glenn was now pinching pulling and twisting my nipples through the soft silky fabric of my teddy. " Glenn no I'm sorry you can't do this I'm Not gay and even if I was gay I'm kind of with Paul." Glenn Turned me towards him, his hand still fully cupping my breast and twisting My nipples. Glenn then looked at me with lust in his eyes and said "I don't wanna have sex with you, I just need to Suck these big beautiful breasts of yours. I know you want me to, I can see the bulge in your teddy." He wasn't lying having him twist and pull my nipples was turning me on. And I really did wanna feel his warm wet mouth slobbering all over my big tits. I didn't say anything to him I just slowly pulled the straps down off of my shoulders and let the teddy fall to the floor As Glenn got a full view of my big full breast, his mouth began to water with saliva. Without saying a word his mouth opened wide and he took my right nipple into his mouth. He began sucking furiously like a hungry child. His teeth began to clamp down into my hard nipple. He then reached up with his hand and grabbed My other breast roughly pinching and squeezing. This was such a big turn on for me, I have gotten my nipples sucked on before but nothing like this, nothing with such force and such passion. Glenn was moaning loudly as he sucked and licked my tits. My cock was rock hard from having this guy sucking my man tits like there was no tomorrow. " O God Glenn yes suck my tits, My God do it yeah suck those big tits God yes! suck them." I felt like I was going crazy from the incredible sucking I was getting. I Love having my tits played with and fondled but this was causing me unbelievable Sensations like I had never felt before. I had to fuck Glenn, and i was going to fuck him now. I pushed him off my breast and down to the floor I quickly got down on to the floor beside him and unzipped his pants. he looked at me puzzled. "I thought you didn't want to have sex." I looked back at him angrily and just said "shut up" When I pulled down his pants and slid down his boxers I was less than impressed with what was waiting for me. Glenn had a small at best 4 inch member. This actually was for the best because I didn't have any lube and I was ready to get off. I grabbed his little member and shoved it into my mouth getting as much spit all over it as I could muster. Glenn began morning "O God, I think I love you please don't stop you're a Goddess, You're incredible O God I think I'm going to fucking cum." I would have been furious if he had cum at that point but luckily he was able to hold off. I don't know why but for the 1st time in my life I was taking charge in a sexual way. I pulled his little cock out of my mouth and proceeded to climb on top of him and shove it up my ass. I didn't care if the store was empty or not. At this point I just cared about getting off. I cared about feeling something up my tight black ass and I was going to make it be Glenn.. As I began to ride Glenn's cock. I reach forward grabbed his hands and slammed them up against my big chocolate tits. I could hear him screaming With pleasure. "God yeah I want your tight ass. Please give it to me. Oh God this incredible, yes please fuck me. Keep rideing me. Ride that cock. Fuck my cock baby. Yes do it I love you, I love you. Please keep going.i love you." As I continue to ride him his assault on my breasts become even more intense he started grinding his nails into my nipples. Even though his cock is small I could still feel it deep inside me. I look down at him with lust and say "that's it baby squeeze those big juicy tits. Yeah that's it baby come on, fuck me like a little slut. Don't tell me you love me just fuck me hard do it, do it come on baby just do it" Suddenly I can feel him starting to shoot his warm cum deep inside my ass hole. I love this feeling but I'm a bit disappointed because I'm still as hard as a rock and didn't get off. I'm pretty disappointed as I'm sitting on Glenn's softening cock. As I get-up-and-get dressed and ready to leave Glenn apologizes profusely for cumming so fast He tells me that I can take whatever I want from his store as long as I agree to come back and see him sometime. I tell him sure but he has to remember "I'm not gay"

consider myself a normal heterosexual guy, but because of the need to visit a public toilet a few years ago discovered how much I am attracted to cocks - not guys at all - just cocks. This happened when I was returning from a train trip to the city. I was then 14. I guess there must have been 10 stalls to choose from, with maybe 3 vacant. I chose number 4. Upon sitting down I noticed a hole had been drilled between the stalls which were concrete. Love to know how that was achieved but anyway, back the events of that encounter. I noticed a thick-set guy was jerking off right before my eyes, but all I could see through this 5cm hole was his thighs and cock. His cock was the only one I had ever seen apart from my own - and it must have been about 20cm long. I felt myself trembling with excitement at the sight of this. As this was my first experience at such a place, I became very self conscious and hid my rock hard 14cm penis where it could not be seen Unfortunately, as I had no idea what to do, the guy just kept up his slow and gentle cock massage for the next 10 minutes while I watched in the hope that he would cum or better still, put it through the hole so I could see it really close, and maybe even touch it. This didn't happen, so I tidied myself up and resumed my journey home, with the constant thought of what I had seen playing on my mind. This encounter alerted me to the possibility that other toilets might have such a hole, and I started checking when ever I had the opportunity. Within a month, I discoverd that my local shopping centre had a toilet with a peep hole, and this discovery happened with a guy only a few years older than me wanking his cock in a very seductive manner. Again, my knees started to tremble with excitement and I again hid my dick while starring intently through the 1cm hole. Within maybe 2 minutes the guy suddenly kneels down and puts his cock right under the wall where I can clearly see it - even touch it! I must have been afraid he would withdraw it too soon as I took no more than 10 seconds to start gently carressing his thick, 15cm cock with my soft boy hands. I wanted to see it cum...really bad, as if under a spell. I created a pool of saliva and started massaging his monster faster and faster with trembling hands - trembling with the excitement of seeing another guy's cock explode with hot juice! It was heavenly to feel his cock harden just before he released a torrent of hot sperm onto the floor. He quickly dressed and left while I wanked with his slippery warm cum all over my young school boy cock. I was now wanting to try doing what he had just done with me - but as this toilet was in a very quiet part of the underground car park I had to relieve myself after waiting a good 20-30 minutes. A few weeks passed before I got away from home on my bicycle to another shopping centre where I finally struck gold - a hole drilled between two quiet stalls big enough for my cock to fit through! Now rather than share the many stories about that place, I will share just a few that surface to my mind when ever I get horny for cock. There were two occasions where I managed to have a day off school and made sure I was in that shopping centre toilet with the 4cm hole by 3pm. Around 3.15 a kid about 2 years younger than me [12] comes in and without any provocation from me starts to jerk his 10cm dick right up close to the hole! I had learned to put my finger quickly at the entrance and he then stood up on the bowl and twisted himself around so he could shove his little prick through the hole. Again, I stroked, licked, massaged and sucked his tool in the hope of making him cum but to no avail. Also, he seemed to have a kind of deformity where his foreskin would not pull back to expose his head. After a while, he pulled out and gave me the signal to give him a turn with my much larger circumsized speciman. It was...heaven! His hands were so soft and caring while he seemed to perform a kind of worship on the exposed boyhood I had presented him with. He licked and sucked, then wanked me while keeping my cock head in his mouth! He clearly knew what he was waiting for - and continued his massage unrelenting until he could feel my cock switch from firm to rock hard - when he removed his hand and took me as far as he could, almost the whole 14cm! That was one of the most intense orgasms I've ever had...and it was not the last with that kid as his school must have been very close to the shopping centre because every time I managed to peddle over there he was already waiting for someone! On another occasion at the same place an 8yo boy came in. This kid was very pretty, almost like a girl and seemed to keep checking me out through the hole. After maybe 3 minutes of this I flashed my 14cm to see what the effect might be. Well...the next thing I see is his legs shaking the way mine had done the first time I saw that monster cock when returning home from the city! But unlike me, he seemed oblivious to his own erection! What I remember most was it seemed much bigger than I would expect from a little kid. He was about as long and think as a my thumb was then - so about 6cm long and 1.5cm diameter...and rock hard. I was so turned on by the prospect of allowing him access to my hard-on for what ever he could think of, but wasn't sure what to do. I thought I would just allow him to watch me masturbate and see if he ran off or hopefully try it out for himself. Well, after watching me for at least 5 more minutes I started to wonder when some one would come looking for him! Decision time. I pulled up my pants and half intended to leave when I noticed him masturbating now that he thought I could not see his dick from a standing position. Hmmm...I took out a small mirror that I often carried to this place and angled it over the partition to see more! He was bent over starring through the hole while holding his prick. I couldn't take it any longer, so I unzipped and allowed just my head to penetrate through the hole. He stopped jerking immediately and moved his face very close to my semi-hard blood engorged cock. I could see his hands tremble their way toward my cock before giving it a hearty squeeze! He released his grip and then stroked me all over, making me very hard again...in fact I recall that I was again trembling with the same excitement that I had experienced during my first time! I continued to observe from my mirror and felt the soft warmth of his tongue as he gently probed and tested my cock to know how it felt. Licking gave way to popping my head in his warm mouth, just the head at first but gradually, he took in about half as he slowly mouth fucked me. I could feel my balls starting to become tense and my cock harden even more as I became closer to filling his mouth with my hot juice! I feared he might bite accidently or something and quickly withdrew before splattering a nearby wall with high velocity 14yo cum! I could hear the kid gasp with sexual excitement and didn't know whether to feel happy or a bit guilty at what I had done? Anyway, I quickly dressed but never saw him there again. I guess because of my young age I would have been considered 'hot property' by the men who frequented that glory hole until it was covered over by metal plates :( So...that's the beginning of my story. I hope you will share similar stories in the comments area!

The Corner Shop. Part 1 My name is Susan Smith. and I go to a mixed secondary modern school near London. I am fairly tall for my age with long blond hair and blue eyes like my mum, I suppose you could say I’m quite a pretty girl, possible a bit too slim but mum said that would change as I got older. I lived with my mum and my younger sister in a rented terraced house with a small garden in front, not that far from the school. So I was able to walk to school every day with my little sister. We’d lost our father a year ago, he’d had a heart attack, the doctor said, he was very young for something like that to happen, but that didn’t help to bring my dad back. Mum had a job in town and she was earning just enough money to keep us, but money was pretty tight and I didn’t get any pocket money. At the end of our road was a corner shop that sold just about everything, the proprietor was a Mr. Hassan, He was Indian or Pakistani, quite old and a bit fat, bald headed and he had a gray mustache. I didn’t like Hassan, he was sort of slimy and when I was in his shop. he always use to stare at my legs, I knew my school skirt was a bit short and in the last six months I’d gotten taller, mum was going to get me a new one but she just couldn’t afford it at the moment. Mum had an account at the shop and often I would get the list of everything she needed and then mum would pay for all the groceries at the end of the month when she got her wages Things went seriously wrong when she became ill and lost her job. Mum was now bed ridden and the doctor said it would be a long time before she got better. The corner shop bill hadn’t been paid for two weeks; I didn’t want to go down there anymore because Mr Hassan kept asking for the money. But mum was insistent that I went and got some food, she wrote a note for Mr. Hassain telling him that a friend of hers was going to help and she would be able to pay the entire bill next week. Mr. Hassan was very dubious, I had to sign some papers, which I didn’t really read, and I was too young and naive to know that a I couldn’t sign any kind of agreement. But he gave me all the groceries I needed and even some money extra for my mum’s medicine. I didn’t like the way he always looked at me, he wasn’t a very nice man. Of course at the end of the week the money didn’t come, I don’t know if mum did have a friend or not. Mum told me I had to go and see Mr. Hassan and tell him that she couldn’t pay him now. I didn’t want to go and see him, but I had to, so I told mum I would call in and see him on the way home from school the next day. The next day after school I went into the shop and talked to him, he told me to come into his office so I went into the back room of the shop with him. The back room wasn’t very clean he had a bed in the corner a table and two chairs a TV and lots of boxes and stores piled up around the room even the chairs were stacked up full with box’s. He got out the papers I’d signed, I had to set down on the bed next to him and he talked to me. “You are in very serious trouble young girl, if your mother can’t pay her bill then I will take these papers to the police and you will be evicted from your home, you and your little sister will be separated and put in to two different children homes, your mother will be moved to a house for the poor” He really frightened me. He continued; “All this will be very bad for your mother’s health; you don’t want this to happen do you” I shook my head and he continued. “Once they put you in a home you may never see you mother or little sister again, all I have to do is speak to the police and they will come round the next day and take you all away” I got really upset, it would be terrible if something like that happened, I started crying then, and he gave me a tissue. “Please Mr. Hassan. Don’t go to the police” I pleaded crying. He looked at me up and down, and then stared at my legs, saying. “You’re a very pretty girl Susan; you know, your mothers not going to get the money by the end of the week don’t you” I nodded; I knew he was right it would be impossible for mum to pay the bill. He continued: “But I can help you, you’re going to need some food and money for you mums medicine until she gets better” He put his hand on my bare knee, I wanted to push his hand away, I didn’t like being touched by him, he was a horrible man, but I knew, I better be nice to him or he won’t help us. He kept his hand on my knee telling me. “You will come back here on Wednesday after school and I will give you all the food and groceries you need and even some money for your mum’s medicines” I felt his hand slowly moving up my knee towards the hem of my school skirt, quickly I put my hands on my skirt to stop his hand going any further. He stood up then and told me; “So Susan I will see you on Wednesday to collect all the groceries, you will just have to go with me into this room for about half an hour and if you’re a good girl then I won’t have to go to the police on Thursday morning, because if I do, then they will be coming round to your house on Friday and you know what will happen, do you understand”? I nodded. He added; “Better you don’t say anything to your mother or anybody else about our agreement or I will have to go to the police straight away” We went back into the shop. He even asked me if I wanted anything, so I took some potatoes with me. Hassan watched the pretty young girl leave his shop, smiling to himself. He felt certain that his plan was going to work. He liked young white girls When I got home I didn’t say a word to my mother, just when she asked about the bill; I told her that, Mr. Hassan said we could sort it out later. It was Tuesday now and tomorrow would be Wednesday, I really didn’t want to go and see Mr. Hassan in his shop, I don’t really think I realized what he meant, about going into his back room with him for half an hour, I was still very naive and innocent for my age. Wednesday came. It was a day that was going to change my life. At four o’clock the finishing bell went and I walked down to Mr. Hassan’s shop. As usual I was wearing my school uniform a dark blue blazer, blue skirt white blouse and blue knee length socks. When I entered the shop he was busy serving a women, he handed me a shopping basket and told me to put in everything I needed for my mother, quickly I filled the basket to overflowing with every item we needed, plus a few extras. He finished serving the lady and she left the shop. I watched him turn the open sign around and he looked the front door. He came over to me asking me if that was everything I needed, if not I could take some more on the way out. He took the fully loaded basket off me and put it on the counter telling me; “Go into the back room now, I will there in a moment” I went through and stood in his back room, I looked at my Mickey Mouse watch, mum had given it to me for my last birthday, it was four thirty I could go home at five, Mr. Hassan had said just half an hour. Mum was expecting me a bit later today so she wouldn’t worry. He came into the room; he’d taken his jacket off. He asked me. “Have you got a boyfriend Susan?” I shook my head. Then he asked me. “You’re a very pretty girl, have you ever had a boy friend?” again I shook my head. I wasn’t interested in boys, well not yet, although there was one boy who I secretly had a bit of a crush on. I watched him, he went over to his big TV there was a large video camera on top of it, I hadn’t noticed it before I think he switched it on. Then he opened a cupboard next to the bed, he took a white towel out and spread it out on top of the bed. I wounded why he put the towel on, I didn’t realize then what it was for. He stood by the bed. I think he must have watched his TV from the bed. “Take your school blazer off” he said. I did what he said and hung it over the back of the chair nearest me. He came over to me then taking me by the arm he led me over to the bed making me sit on it. He sat down next to me saying. “Remember what you do here today is for your mum and little sister. It’s normal for a pretty girl like you to help your family. Afterwards you will be able to take all the groceries home for your mum and I won’t go to the police tomorrow, because if I do, they will come round to your house on Friday. If you’re a good girl and do as you told, this won’t take long” I looked at my watch; another twenty minutes and I could go home. He got up telling me to put my feet up on the bed. I turned a bit and put my feet on the end of the bed, I didn’t know whether I should take my shoes off or not, my mum would never let me put my shoes on the bed. But I didn’t have time to think about it, he took hold of my hands, telling me “Lie back on the bed now” I did what he said; he pulled my hands up over my head to the top of the bed, something cold clicked round my wrist. He did it very quickly and before I could pull my other hand away he clicked it round that wrist as well, I tried to pull my hands free but couldn’t, he’d handcuffed them together and the handcuffs were fixed with chain to the head board above my head. I was frightened. He put his hand on my tummy saying. “Just relax Susan; I’ve only done this to keep you hands out the way. You have to be a big girl now, because if you start making a fuss then the police will be coming round to you house on Friday, they will take you, your mum and little sister away with them, do you want that to happen” I shook my head, “You have to be a good girl now, do you understand” I nodded as he continued. “I have to pull your panties down a little bit now” I was horrified. ”No please I don’t want you to do that” He put his hands on my legs. “No. Please, Mr Hassan I have to go home now” I pleaded. He ignored me, his hands moving up on the outside of my legs, up under my skirt, I felt his fingers feeling for the top of my panties getting hold of the elastic round the top of my panties. “No stop it. No.” I cried out, as he pulled my panties down. I started crying then as my panties were pulled down. Desperately I tried to pull my hands free as he pulled my white panties all the way down my legs to my ankles, but the handcuffs were much to tight round my wrists and It was impossible for me to pull my hands out. He took my panties off and put them down on the floor next to the bed. He turned and looked at the TV he said something in what must be his own language, I didn’t understand it. I realized then that the video camera was on top of the TV a red light was blinking on it and the lens was pointing at me on the bed. He was talking to the camera. “Please let me go” I was really frightened now, I didn’t want him taking any pictures or videoing me that would be terrible if someone saw it. I started to plead with him again. “Please no pictures or videoing me, please Mr. Hassan I don’t want you to do that, let me go home now please” “Don’t worry Susan” He said telling me; “Nobody will see the video, it’s just for me” Then he pulled the front of my school skirt up, right up as far as my waist, so he could see my private parts. “No. Stop it” I crossed my legs to try and hide myself. I wanted to push my skirt down but I couldn’t get my hands free, , in despair I turned my head to the wall. I didn’t want him looking at me. Crying and sobbing, I told him again “Stop it. I want to go home” Still he ignored my pleading, saying to me; “I’m just going to have a look now to see if you’re still a virgin. He put his hands on my knees, his strong hands pulling my legs wide apart, as he continued; “Now have you been telling me the truth, you sure you haven’t been with any boys” I didn’t understand why he kept asking me if I had a boyfriend, why was that was so important to him, I’d never had a boy friend, although some of the girls in my class had boyfriends, but I hadn’t, actually I’d never even kissed a boy. He put his hands between my legs touching my private parts. Oh god, it was awful, I was so embarrassed. I didn’t want him touching me or looking at me “Stop it. Please I want to go home” He wasn’t listening to me. His fingers pulling me apart opening my most private parts, his head was bent down so he could look at me while his fingers were pulling and opening me, so that he could have a good look and examine the entrance to my vagina. I felt him using his finger to feel how tight the entrance to my vagina was so he could tell that I was definitely still a virgin, He took his hand away and I closed my legs. “Good girl, you were telling the truth” He said. “You still have an unbroken hymen, your maidenhood is intact so you’re still a virgin,” Of course I was still a virgin, I wasn’t going to do anything like that, I was going to save my self and certainly not before I was a lot older. I didn’t understand why he had to look at me. Or why it was so important to him to know that I was still a virgin. Tears were running down my cheeks, I kept begging him “Can I go home now, please let me go home now” He got on the bed pushing his knee between my legs forcing my legs apart so that he could kneel between them, he bent over me. I didn’t want him near me, he smelled horrible and why didn’t he let me go home. Bending over me he put his hands round behind my legs and pulled the back of my skirt up so that my bottom was on the towel. Again I pleaded. “I have to go now, my mum will be worried. Please Mr. Hassan let me go home now” He told me; “Stop crying, I will let you go home in a few minutes. I’m going to hurt you a little bit now, It will only hurt a little and afterwards you can go home, I’ll be quick and if you don’t struggle it will all be over very quickly” “Listen” He continued, “It will hurt less if you just lay still and keep your legs wide apart until I’ve finished” I didn’t want him to hurt me. I don’t understand any of this. “Please don’t hurt me, just let me go home” I pleaded Horrified I watch him push his jogging trousers down, he get his revolting penis out. it looks like a large stiff fat brown sausage, No. He mustn’t do this. He bends over me. I do not want him to do that. I’m crying. Desperately I try to pull my hands out of the handcuffs,, but I can’t get my hands free. He moves on top of me. He is so heavy. Sobbing I stammer; “No. Stop it. Please no.” I’m so frightened, I want my mum. I should never have come into this his back room with him, I want to go home. He smells awful, just like his shop smells. I can’t stop crying. I feel so helpless I just want him to stop and let me go, I want to go home. He forces my legs open, His hands in between my legs, I fell his fingers pulling me apart. I cry out “No. No stop it” Oh God. I can feel it; he’s trying to push his hard thing in me. He mustn’t do that; I want him to stop, I’m frightened he’s going to rape me. If he puts his penis inside me is that sex? Will I still be a virgin afterwards? I want to stay a virgin. Frantically I start to wriggle under him. I have to stop him from putting his penis in me. He mustn’t do that. He put his hand on my chest, pushing down with all his weight to keep me still. He’s angry; his voice is loud and threatening: “Keep still you little bitch” I can’t move, I can hardly breathe now as he holds me. He uses his other hand; putting it between my legs he tries to push his thing in me. It hurting now, feels like I am being stretched apart as he pushes harder trying to force it in my vagina. Why is he doing this? Is this normal? I try to close my legs but I can’t. I want him to stop; he shouldn’t be doing this to me. “No. Stop it” I cry out to him loudly. But he’s not listening to me. It’s really starting to hurt now as he starts to push it in me. No, No. He mustn’t do this to me, frantically I kick out with my legs, but I can’t stop him. It’s hurting. It’s hurting. “No. No. Stop it.” I scream at him. “Mummy; I want my mummy” I cry out as I feel a terrible pain between my legs as he forces it into me, it feels like his thing is tearing me apart. I scream in agony now. He puts his hand over my mouth to keep me quiet. I scream into his hand, he’s on top of me, grinning, his horrible little piggy eyes looking at me, as he pushes it further inside me. I am so small and his thing is so big. He takes hold of my legs and shoves them further apart, Then he pushes and forces it even further up inside my tummy, it’s really hurting, it feels awful. He is too heavy and strong for me. He keeps his hand over my mouth to muffle my screams, as he begins to move it back and forth in side me. He stops for a moment. I think it might be over, but he hasn’t finished yet. Now that he’s entered me he takes his hand out from between my legs, he pushes my blouse and T shirt up so that my small breasts are exposed, he puts his hand on them and starts grouping and squeezing them while he thrusts his penis back and forth inside me. I try to think of anything but what is happening to me. I look at the wall, anywhere except at his horrible grinning face. I can feel the tears on my cheeks. His penis is so big inside, it’s really hurting me. He is making strange noises, grunting and panting now as he starts thrusting more quickly back and forth inside me. It’s so painful, Now his movements start to get quicker and quicker. I try to open my legs wider apart to stop it hurting, but it doesn’t stop hurting, It just makes it easier for him to push it even further up inside me. He said it would be over quickly if I kept my legs apart. So I just lay there, sobbing in pain keeping my legs apart while he does it to me. I just want it to be over. Please god, make him stop, but he continues doing it. Is this sex, is he having sex with me now, will I still be a virgin when he’s finished? The pain seems to be getting less now; his penis isn’t hurting me so much now as he moves it inside me, but it’s still very uncomfortable. I’ve heard about it at school; I know, he’s fucking me now; this is what men do to girls. I’m being fucked by this horrible Pakistani man. All of a sudden he makes a loud grunt and puts even more of his weight on me as he collapses on me. I can’t breathe he is so heavy. I feel his thing smaller now. He pulls it out. It’s finally over’ he’s finished. Will he let me go home now? I want to go home. He takes his hand away from covering my mouth and gets off me asking me if I’m okay. I don’t know what to say, I’m hurting between my legs and I’m too frightened to say anything, in case he won’t let me go home. He gets up of the bed, I see his penis hanging limp now, there’s blood on it. He pulls his jogging pants up. Telling me: “It’s all over now” He unlocks the hand cuffs and frees my hands. As I push my skirt down to cover myself. I see the blood, between my legs and on the inside of my thighs. He’s made me bleed, why am I bleeding, I’m scared. I stammer telling him, “I’m bleeding” He says; “That’s normal, you were a virgin all girls bleed a little when they have their virginity taken you were a good girl” He adds: “Your mummy and daddy would be very proud of you.” He pulls some toilet paper of the roll and hands it to me, telling me to clean myself up. I’m all wet now in between the top of my legs, it’s not just blood but like sticky stuff. I wipe the blood off the inside of my thighs and legs I pull my skirt down. I’m very sore between my legs it feels likes a burning pain and my tummy is aching where his penis had been inside me, but I’m too scared to say anything, I realize he’s just raped me. I know for sure that I’m not a virgin anymore now. He gives me some me some more toilet paper and hands me my panties, telling me; “You might still bleed a little bit, so put that in side your panties” I do what he says and put my panties back on putting the toilet paper inside my panties. I don’t say anything; I think I’m just too ashamed because of what he’s done to me. Standing up, I want to put my blazer on and go home, he hands me my blazer I’m standing by the bed. Horrified I see the large blood stain on the white towel that he made me lay on. I know now why he put it on the bed; he knew I would bleed when he took my virginity. He gives me some money counting it out. Fifty pounds for mum’s medicine and he gives me another ten pounds telling me that’s pocket money. No one has ever given me pocket money before. I have to go home now I tell him I watch him turn off the video camera and we go back into the shop. He gives me the groceries telling me I can come and get anything I need whenever I want. When I get home mum is in bed asleep. I go straight to my room. I feel so dirty and ashamed. I think I realize now what he has actually done to me. I go to the bathroom and shower I try to wash away what he’s done to me. I want to clean my body. I want to be pure again, but I know I never will be. I can still feel where his revolting penis has been right up inside me I still had to get things from his shop, but I never talked to him, I didn’t want to see or be anywhere near this horrible man. Hassan was 61years old; he’d never married, well not here in England. Back in Afghanistan where he came from he’d married at 24 It had been an arranged marriage, she’d hadn’t given him any children and he left her after 5 years and came to England. He’d had this corner shop for 4 years now, it hardly made any money but enough to survive and due to the fact that he lived on the premises in the back room he wasn’t too badly off. It was Friday and he knew the Smith girl would be coming in after school today; she would need to get groceries for the weekend. He liked young white girls and she was a pretty young thing, also very naïve, which he had taken full advantage off. It was nearly two weeks ago now, he’d planned it well, threatening and frightening her into believing she would be evicted from her house and put into a home, then he’d taken her into his back room and forced himself on her. She’d deserved it, thinking she could have everything for nothing, stupid little white bitch, he’d just taken part of what he was owed….. in kind. She been a virgin and even after he’d broken her hymen and entered her, her vagina had still been extremely tight, probably because she was so young and at first it had been difficult to get the full length of his penis right up inside her, he knew it had been very painful for her, but that hadn’t deterred him. After some good hard thrusting he’d finally opened the tight little bitch enough, so that he was able to penetrate her fully and take his enjoyment properly. It wasn’t as if his penis was enormous, seven and half inches isn’t that long, but he did make up for it in thickness with nearly two inches in diameter it certainly had made it painful for the young girl, and afterwards when he’d finished fucking the tight little bitch, he’d come inside her, she was probably too young to get pregnant, his penis was really sore. He had everything ready for when she came today, a DVD cover, it was in full color and really looked like one that you could rent or buy with some very explicit and embarrassing pictures on the front and back covers, including one of her taking the money. She would be really frightened that her friends or somebody at her school might see it and with the threat of having her and her family evicted, he knew she would now be completely in his control. He knew some very wealthy Pakistani business men who would like some fresh young white meet and he was sure they would pay a lot of money to have sex with this pretty young white girl. With luck she would make him a lot of money. In addition, she would have to bring him some of her young girl friends, nice pretty young girls,…virgins. Hassan liked virgins He checked his watch, she would be here soon…….PART TWO Coming soon.

_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I grew up in an overly religious conservative family. I was only allowed to watch certain shows, certain movies only listen to certain weird music. I had to go to church every sunday and never asked questions about any of the weird stuff ffrom my childhood like the restrictions until when the election happened. it was my first real vote and i wanted it to matter. I hated the jerk who was in office but my family and church supported him. so I started asking my family why we supported...that man. I'd ask questions and like always any questions I asked were shut down with "do as your told" and "respect your elders, child..." Once I turned 18 I started really wanting to experience everything other girls my age and younger was. Just me and friends talking about sex resulted in me getting a three hour lecture from my mother, a screaming hour from my father and even spanked by him. Did I mention I was over 18? But I didn't resist. I never did when i was spanked. My friends say the "cult" was making me submissive but i don't know if that was all true it was partly the religion but also part me. Maybe, the cult was taking advantage and strengthening something that was already there. I was also timid and never liked to say no if asked for favors. I don't know because honestlyi never got to have a mind of my own. The urge to move was already there for a few months and lucky for me I have great friends who all have been super supportive. I finally moved out when I was supposed to go to prom a few months ago. Everything was set up i was looking for a date a month before and that's when my parents told me I couldn't go and that was that...I screamed and told them they couldn't do this. My mother then said the old phrase "you live under our roof" and that was it. I went into my room and packed the few things that were mine. Unfortunately at this point, it was almost midnight and I didn't wanna wake and bother any of my friends so I grabbed my bookbag and my gym bag full of my clothes and walked out to the living room. "You will never make it out there alone" "You are breaking your father's heart" "You are going against our faith" everything was just words at that point and I walked out and suddenly I was alone....and the only place I could go was my neighbors and that may be a bad idea...but its the only idea I had... I walked across the driveway and under the trees and i saw the light flashing from Mike's tv through the window. Every other room in their house was off, which meant his parents were sleeping. I knocked on his window gently. He appeared in front of it and opened it slowly. I stood outside shivering as he looked me over before saying anything. "Kelsie, what are you doing here?" He asked which was a valid question because even though we were neighbors we had nothing in common. We were both in the same grade but lived very different lives Especially considering rumors are he deals drugs and was caught having sex with a few different girls a month but he always seemed nice when he did see me even if he was checking me out. I thought maybe he'd be able to give me a ride to a friend's house. "I need a huge favor," I whispered so as not to wake his parents. "I need a ride." I could see the smile in the darkness when he gave a big wide grin. "I'll get my keys and meet you by my car..." With that the window was closed. I really hoped Jess was awake. She had told me over and over i can go to her whenever but I also knew she was a bitch when she was woken up. **** We sat in his car as he headed down the street and looked me over in the corner of his eye. "You always go out in pajamas?" He asked. I realized I walked out after packing in silk pink shorts with rabbits on them and a red hoodie over a white t-shirt with no bra. "I had enough and I left in a hurry," I told him still feeling brave and not horrified at the fact i was completely on my own. "Woah really? You okay?" he asked. I looked over at him and nodded determined to continue feeling good. "Oh yeah, I'm great. Finally, I can do what I want." "The world is your oyster, baby," he laughed. " Finally open yourself up to new things. Good for you...I always thought it was a little weird how religious your family is," he said matter of factly. That stung a little but I mean he was right it was weird but did that mean he was calling me weird? I lowered my head and went quiet. I felt something and looked down his hand was on my knee and he was rubbing it softly. I swallowed hard not sure if i wanted to stop him or not, not sure if i liked it or not. I remained still continuing to stare ahead as he rubbed up my knee. "What's first on your list? Probably get a job right?" he asked leaving his hand rubbing my knee. It almost felt soothing. "Nope I already have one I've been working for a year and a half. Thats one good thing," i told him. "Well look at you such a good girl," he teased. Those words do something to me. Ever since my dad called me a good girl ever since I was little or one of the elders at church. I just felt beaming with pride and at the same time i liked how it made me feel when I was a good girl. "I am a good girl," i told him. "Just on my terms." I saw Jess's house down the street and pointed it out to him before he turned to the side of the road and turned the car off before turning to me. I just looked at him confused. "speaking of terms...this ride was under my terms..." "I don't understand," I told him. "Ever hear cash grass or ass? Well i'll be nice and settle for a blowjob...or you can get out and walk that hot little ass down the street in those little silk shorts." "but someone may see me walking....but...i never did.....that....before" I said looking down as he was undoing his seatbelt and then his belt and pulled his jeans down. The first penis I've ever seen except for my fathers. I just stared at it in the darkness. I could see how long it was even in the dimmed car. Mike moved his hand from my knee to the bath of my head and strokes my hair. "Come on be a good girl....on my terms and suck my cock for the ride," he half demanded putting pressure on the back of my head. I wanted to stop him and say no but I didn't want to upset him because he did drive me and everything and he was being nice to me. Maybe I should be nice to him...Then I thought about my parents and that made me angry and wanting to show them. I opened my lips and let him guide my mouth down until I felt the warm head of his cock between my lips. I reached over and started rubbing his cock feeling my first. I didn't have much change to do anything else as he pushed my head down making me gag and slapping at his legs and the steering wheel my mouth impaled on his cock. His hand wrapped in my hair pulled me off and i gasped and inhaled and exhaled as much as i could before he pushed me back down on his massive cock. "that's it, baby. Holy shit if I knew you'd be this easy i'd have done this forever ago. keep sucking I'm almost there" Almost there? I wondered as I started bobbing my head on my own gagging but getting use to it as i started tasting the goo (precum) coming from his dick as I sucked. I saw a flash and looked up his dick still in my mouth. "Say cheese," he said his cell phone snapping a picture just as he threw his head back and forced my head down more not letting me up as he exploded thick gooey cum into my throat. I could feel it jumping and pumping more and more out. It jumped like 7 times. He pulled me off and i held my mouth breathing heavily. He turned the car light on and looked at me eying me, taunting me with just his look. "WOW didn't spill a drop...few starters can do that," he said turning the key and turning the light back off as he pulled back on the road his dick still out. "You ever need a ride same price, that sexy mouth," he said pulling into Jess's driveway. "and don't worry that picture is only for me, he promised but seeing his smile i didn't buy it for a second. I jumped out of the car and raced toward Jess's front porch and rang the doorbell.

There's an adult video store in Scottsdale I like, has a nice arcade and there's always several cocksuckers hanging out. Thought I'd fill my eyeballs with some hot porn to use as inspiration for my long lonesome highway drive west. Jerking my meat while cruising is fun... not very smart but fun. I've been jerking my cock while freeway driving for years, even have a special pair of jeans with the crotch cut low so my balls hang out unencumbered and unpinched... but wanking and driving at the same time means I don't do either very well. I rounded the block and parked next door. The lot was full of cars at 1:30 on a Saturday afternoon, a good sign there was a lot of cocksucking going on... and sure enough there was. There must have been 15-20 guys milling around the tiny hallways of the arcade, young guys in big shorts, guys in tennis shoes and quack hats, clean-dressed older guys, working guys with stubbled faces... a potpourri of Phoenix horndogs. I scanned the dvd's on rotation eyeing the dick-suckers silently eyeing me, then checked-out the hallways either side. Black painted hallways, close, red lights over little entrances into little black boxes... a partition hiding a chair and video screen, cramped but private... a crowd rope to keep the riffraff out. An older guy stood staring out as I passed, a yearning in his eyes that I remember well even now. It occurred to me that someday soon that could be me, staring out longing for dick or someone who likes to suck on old guy cocks. There was an empty booth at the end of one hallway that suited me. I latched the rope, fed $5 into the machine and stood half-in half-out with my fly down and my jean flaps open... my cock was dangling out heavy and swollen like a ripe piece of fruit. On the screen there were tattooed tits and big drool-covered cocks and moaning cunts getting eaten and fucked, lips drawing off load-spurting cocks, men bent into their humping like dogs pounding at other men's asses, pounding cunts, assholes getting tongued and deep-eaten, slow stroking big-dicked trannies staring straight back impassive, hard-fucked faces slimed with thick viscous drool and runny black eyeliner, on and on... factory porn mostly, fetishes delivered on cue. A blond bitch was throwing her mouth down some guys pole driving the knob into her throat again and again... face-fucking as it ought to be, full and eager throat service, so rare from a bitch. I stared transfixed pulling on my meat lure. "God, I'd sure like to suck that cock.." I glanced up. In the hallway dim he looked a little like Philip Seymour Hoffman... round-faced with wispy blond hair, heavy in striped lycra workout pants, tennis shoes... a faggot, a video arcade creeper. "Let yourself in.." I said, spreading my balls, lifting my dick and bouncing it up and down. Mascara black tears were streaming down the blond bitches face now as she gasped and sputtered throwing her throat at the cock repeatedly. I stepped back between seat and screen as he rounded the edge of the partition... backlit he seemed to fill the entry, not tall but wide, just standing there hulk-like. I glanced at the screen and in a blink the faggot was planted in my seat, happy as a clam. "Fair enough... he's a big guy and needs to sit.." He was already bent over feeding my cock into his mouth... lips so wet and spongy, like a young spit-lubed chubettes cunt. I stood awhile staring down watching his rabid suck-fest, gripping his head and hunch-fucking his mouth before taking over completely... making his mouth my dick fuckhole, ratcheting my hips pounding my meat into his mouth deeper and harder... smooth synchrony with the blond bitch on the screens gags and whines. "Get it in your throat... c'mon, open it.." I twisted his head and held him on it looking for that sweet angle, then suddenly pop!.. my knob wedged in his throat sliding in nice and tight, no gagging or bouncing back off it, just smooth tight cock penetration... his nose was pressed into my pubes as I hunch-fucked his throat giving it a good reaming before jerking his head back off it. He stared up at me like he'd just breeched water... mouth open, wet swollen lips, eyes wild and round... "Oh my god.." "Again.." I said and stuffed his mouth pulling his drool-wet lips back and forth... burying his nose in my pubes holding it there twisting, feeling my knob in his throat again, sliding in easy this time, an open fuckhole now, grasping his head and chin hunching my dick down his gullet till his eyes scrunched tight. I hunched it deep a couple more times then jerked him off it slapping it wet across his lips and cheeks while he gasped in air rolling his head against the wall. "Oh my god.." "You like my dick in your mouth?" "Oh god.." he groaned looking up at me eyes wide and wild... he threw his mouth back down it speed sucking it like a vacuum cleaner. My dick was ripening, swelling as my cumload bulged like a spring bulb deep in my groin. The gasps and groans of the bitch on the screen were frantic. "Open your mouth!.. Open it!" His face rolled back, his mouth yawned open, lips glistening with drool, eyes staring up into mine... I braced one knee on the wall and gripped his head almost climbing in his lap and fucked his mouth furiously, then pulled my cock out and pointing the knob at his drooling mouth hammered it hard and fast... rhapsody of gasps and guttural moans from the screen behind, my eyes closed blocking-out the faggots face, replacing it with another... some young big titted brown slut was kneeling before me in her school dress with her cumdump mouth agape... "You want to squirt it on my tongue Mister? Gosh, I'd like that a lot.." licking her lips all around staring up in wanton supplication... cum barreled up my cock like it was cutting a new hole, my first spurt catching the faggots lip curling onto his chin, another disappearing into his open mouth, my fist hammering my cock furiously milking the last of my semen, little squirts and drops of my delicious milky cream on his outstretched tongue. He stared up at me placidly the whole time, then swallowed slowly as though my jizz was some fine aged wine... wiped my first shot off his chin into his mouth and licked his finger clean without a word. My legs were trembling. I crumpled backwards, my ass plopping against the screen... slurps and moans and whimpers from the blonde bitch behind me, white light flickering between my legs. I reached down and pulled up my jeans, zipped carefully over my swollen meat and buckled my belt. My hands were shaking... I hadn't cum that hard in weeks. "I'd really like it if you fucked my ass.." I heard him say. "You've got to be kidding.." I laughed. He chuckled and started to say something. "I'm spent. And I'm not interested in fucking your ass, just your mouth." He rose with a pout and I hustled him out, patting his butt as he passed. I stared at the screen awhile watching the blond bitch getting fucked hard from behind... ass low and legs splayed wide, her face turned over her shoulder mouth open and gasping, tight shots of her smooth hairless oh-so-pink cunt getting stuffed with dick, reamed hard and fast. I sauntered down the hallway past booths flickering white and cocksuckers waiting in the anteroom and out into the cool Phoenix night air to my car. The faggot was gone, nowhere to be seen.

The trip back to Australia, always seems to be longer than coming to the UK, so after we had dinner, and the aircraft was put into semi darkness for people to sleep, I got my laptop and camera down to download the pictures of my holiday, most of them of course was from my fun with my sister and the guys, as I had left the camera out for others to use when we played, as first Pauline didnt want her face in any pictures, by the end of the 2 weeks she didn't care, and more so after we had skyped with my family. I was sitting near the back and the plane was probley half full, so the attendant didnt mind me moving to the rear seat's, so I didn't distrube the woman near me. I hooked up the camera, and started downloading the picture's, my cock and mind remembering the fun, as each picture came into view. I saw the male flight attendant walk up the far lisle, but he wasnt looking my way any way from there he couldn't see. When they had all down loaded, I set about moving them into the wedding pictures and the few family pictures I had taken and of course the bulk of them Pauline and me playing. I must admit, as I was moving the sexy one's my cock got hard once more, and I sat looking at several of them for some time, the one of her being fucked by Jerry or me being fucked by Jerry, or mainly the ones of either of us taking Jerry and Lee's cock at the same time, they looked great, espically the ones where who ever took the pictures got between the legs and shot up, showing both cocks deep in our arse's. My mind was reliving each event, I couldnt help but touch the screen to, bringing me close to my sister once more. I had been looking at the pictures for ages, posible an hour or so, then I heard a noise just behind me, as I turned the male flight attentand, was standing there looking at my laptop, and the pictures, from my seated position, i could see he was more than excited by the pictures. He blushed and apoligsed for looking, I quickly said, thats ok, looks like you enjoyed seeing them too, he smiled, so I asked him to sit and take a better look. He sat next to me, as I flicked from one to another, telling him about who Pauline was made him gasp. seeing her being fucked didn't seem to worry or excite him to much, but I noticed when he saw pictures of my arse being fucked he asked more questions, indicating to me he was more gay than straight. when he saw the picures of me taking 2 cocks in my butt and one in mymouth that as it, he touched my hand and said "Greedy". I told him I loved being fucked, espically by a big cock or 2 cocks together, he looked a bit glum saying, "I've only got a normal size cock, so I wouldn't be big enought for you". I looked him in the eye and said, some of my best anal orgasms were from a guy with a 4 inch cock, if they know how to use it right all cocks are good. Again he touched my hand saying, "I know how to use it, we will have to meet up, when I have a stay over in your home town", I repied I'd love to meet him, then the pictures of me taking Jerry came up, he nearly fainted, but was keen to see more, so I showed them all to him, he was by now sporting a good hard cock and having to move around in the seat, my hand went down and rubbed his cock, he looked and said that he liked it. I then told him I still had a butt full of dog and human cum in me, after the fucking this morning, his eyes nearly poped out, as he put his hand over his mouth to stop him gasping to loud. Looking around, every one was asleep, and I was horny, so I asked him, if he would like to feel the cum inside me, and for me to take care of his cock, the look on his face was priceless, as he began to stand saying come with me. He took me to the rear galley, which had a bit of extra room, and pulled a curtain across, I was on my knees and sucking his cock in no time, he held my head and pushed my mouth further onto his cock, I took it all, he was about 6 inchs long but a nice cock, then he pulled me up, undid my trousers and pulled them down, my butt now exposed, his finger began to slip inside me, playing for awhile in my cumy butt, then he pulled his finger out, I turned and licked his finger dry, saying how I love taking cum, in any hole, with that he turned me around, and stuck his cock firmly up my butt. I bent forward, leaning on the seat, allowed him to go deeper, as he started to thrust harder, I had to be carefull, as a orgasm hit me, I held my mouth to stifely it. He kept going, his balls slapping my arse cheecks, told me he was fully in, and his cock did feel good too, hitting the right spots inside my anal channel, several more orgasm followed, each one gripping his cock, causing him to grip my waist harder too. Then what ever he did, that was it, I had a great long anal orgasm, as I did, his fingers dug into my waist, then his cock jerked and I felt his cum join the rest inside me, he shook and spasmed shooting loads of cum deep inside me, then as he slowed I turned and sucked his cock dry, licking the shaft from end to end, and then his balls, then the last drops of cum seaping from his cock hole. He had a look of total disbelife, as I put a finger up my arse, pulled out a glob of cum, and put it on his lips, tasteing his own cum, then he did the same and I licked his finger clean too. I quitely said, "do you want to eat the cum from my butt" he bent down his mouth locked on, and he sucked the juices from me, as he was doing that I told him not to swollow it. As he came up, his mouth full of cum, I turned and bent down, face up, mouth open, he opened his mouth, cum started to drop out, some hit my face before he got the aim right, then I swollowed the rest, then just to say thanks, I kissed him sharing the last of his cum. He told me that was the fist time he had tasted his cum mixed with other cum, I said yer doggy cum too. We cleaned up as best we could, checking to make sure no one had seen us, then went back to my seat, we sat talking, and exchanged numbers, saying I really wanted him to repeat that, but to be ably to take more time. When I told him my home city, he had a two day stop over, so that was good, I told him seeing as I had been away, I would try, but wouldnt promise to meet him this time, But I would try too. He then asked what about a second cock too, " Yes Please" was my answer. I asked if he wanted to join in the family fun, but he said, 'Thank's but I prefer guys", thats not a problem as you have just seen. It was only then I asked his name, saying, it would be good to know who was calling, I also gave him my Skype addy so we could stay in touch too. The rest of the flight was normal, although ever time Ken walked past he blew me a kiss, or touched his cock, as I remained in the rear seat now. It was so nice to see the family, and be back home, they asked questions about my fun with Pauline and Jerry, I told them how it all started and that she turned out to be as kinky as me, and how she was going to meet Lee and Carol now as well as some of the other guys for one on one or group fucks, and if possible get together with Jerry again too. Sue told me seeing me take Lee and Jerry together was such a turn on, and the guys in her group fuck went crazy fucking them all after they saw that, I told them about the pictures and what happened on the aircaft too, when Ken saw the pictures. Kim said Steff was keen to meet up again, and if possible, arrange a group fuck for this weekend, I was keen of course, telling them we want to Skype with Pauline some time's to and seeing her in action again. Kim said she hoped to see Jerry fuck her too as she had told Steff who also wanted to watch her in action with Jerry. I looked at Kim and Sue and said, would be good to see you both in action with a dog too, Kim blushed a bit, but then smiled saying Steff too?. I replied , looks like were going to have to find a good shephard then, so we can play any time. I was tired after my flight, but Sue and the kids wanted to play, and it didn't take long with Kim sucking my cock and Sue playing with m butt, I found enought energy to play, my cock, slipped into Kim's butt, and Stu fucked my mouth as Sue fucked me with the strap on, the family were together again, and loving it. We didn't play for long, but Stu added one more load to my butt, before we called it quits, tomorrow would be another day, and more sex with the kids and Sue, and hopefully Steff, then we go hunting for a German Shephard, to add further fun to our sexual kinks.

############# Writers note############# In this Chapter of Twin Love Affair, you will notice this Chapter follows the story of Mark and Stephanie, Mark is Sally Ex Boyfriend who's sister witnessed Mac's and Sally's incestuous love affair in our last chapter. Mark video recorded a video of them engaging in incestuous relationship in a goal to used the video to blackmail mail, Sally into having sex with him. But the table were turn on him by his own sister, When She decided to give him a blow job while they watched Mac and Sally having sex. In which was also recorded on the Video. Stephanie decide to turn the table on her brother Mark by taking the video that Mark had recorded and give him an ultimatum (Blackmail) either he agree to inpreganate her or she would one upload the video to all known porn site and also she would tell her parents when they return from their vacation that they had engaged in Incest with her give her older brother a blow job, Mark only has 24 hours to make his decides whether he would give into his Younger sister demands or else This Chapter is solely story building Chapter, So the reader get to know just who Mark and Stephanie are. Also pay very close attention latter portion of this chapter for I introduce there were unconfirmed Rumors that Stephanie heard at her last family reunion, their two families share a highly guarded and dark secret ########### End of Writer note ######## ************************ Mark ***************** Later that night I laid there alone in my bedroom, laying in utter darkness. staring upwards at the ceiling of my bedroom, As much as I wish that I could go to sleep, I Couldn't because I was wrestling with the thoughts and images of all that had transpired earlier in the evening. The Images of Sally engaging in a incestuous relationship with her own twin brother, just reliving those Images as they flashed in my head caused me to become sick to my stomach, knowing that my Ex-Girlfriend of two years, who up to a few days ago claimed that she was saving her Virginity for marriage, or the right guy to come along. " Bull Shit!" I said aloud as I flipped over to lay on my right side, which faced the very bay window that this whole bloody nightmare had began. The only reason that I decided to record that bloody video of Mac and Sally fucking each other in the first place, was so I could use that video to blackmailing Sally into having sex with me and if she would had refused, I would have carried out on my promise to upload the whole video to as many porn site that I could, I could just imagine the amount of view it would have gotten, and knowing how those people who watch that type of porn, for had taken it as revenge porn, which in our day and time was highly popular. Posting revenge porn was a way for a person to get back at an Ex girlfriend or boyfriend, and to be honest majority of the viewers would come to believe, that I only posted the Video out pure Jealousness. (sighs) which to be completely honest with myself, I couldn't not help myself not to be just a little jealous of Mac, I mean, I had just spend the last two years of my life being patiently waiting on Sally to finally be ready to lose her virginity to me, only to give it away willing to her own twin brother, of all people. My plans would worked if it hadn't been for my bratty younger sister Stephanie interfering, and basically turning the table on me, Don't get me wrong here, My sister knows how to give a guy a blow job, if Im going to be competely honest with myself, out of all the blow jobs that girls have giving me in the pass, even Sally had never caused me to cum that hard... But I couldn't allow myself to dwell on that, because little did I know that I also had filmed the part of Stephanie giving me a blow job, and now Stephanie my own sister was attempting to blackmail me into inpregating her. After the conversation that I had with both Sally and Mac early in the evening, They made very clear to me that Karam was a bitch,and unless I want my mom to find out about the video there was only one way that i could solve this and that was for me to inpregate her and that was enough to make me throw up in my mouth, and to be honest the more I thought about it the more argry I got. According to Stephanie I only 24 hours to agree to her demands or she would tell mom everything. What Stephanie failed to understand that Krama works both ways because either way, our parents would find out, whether she released the video for all to see, or the moment that our parents take her to the doctors when she miss her period, and they take her to the doctors for a pregnancy test, Oh what i would give to be a fly on the wall, when her lab results came back and they find out she pregnant. Knowing my dad as I do, He will be demanding who's the Father, and mom will be yelling and cussing up the storm. The only thing that I would be worried about if she told them that I was the father of her baby and I really didn't want to think about how that coversation would go over. It was at the moment, I deciede that I had better give in to my sister demands. If it was Stephanie desire for me to inpregate her, then so be it. But I hope she aware that Karma work both ways, and Stephanie would have to understand and be willing to take whatever repercussion(Fall out) that may come her way from me inpreganting her. So it was at that moment that I sat up in my bed in a cold sweat and I tossed the covers off of me, and I then retch over to the night stand that was locate by my bed, I grab ahold of my cell phone and sent her a text message that read the following " Ok brat I have made my decision... If you want to find out that my decision is, than I highly suggest that your bring your ass here right now, before I change my bloody mind" I let out a soft sigh as I pressed the send message on my phone. Then I settle in while I awaited to see how fast my sister would come running into my room, or not Moment later Stephanie appear at my bedroom door with a slight smirk on her face, from what I could make out from the darkness, My sister appeared to be wearing a very prerogative and very revealing lingerie as she slowly made her way into my bedroom. The way she moved her body as she approached my bed was in a highly seductive manner. I could literally make out the her lustrous 36D breast's swaying side to side in the full moon light. It was at that moment as I watched Stephanie approaching my bed, that for the first time in my life that I realized just how fucking sexy Stephanie had become, I mean she my sister after all, I mean no normal brother would be literally getting aroused seeing his sister half naked body, I reach over and a grab ahold of a pillow laying on my bed in attempt to conceal my erection with it, But it was to late for that, becuase she had already had noticed it the very moment that I had laid eyes on her the lingerie outfit she was wearing. Moment later Stephanie took a seat on the side of my California King Size bed and then she retch up with her right hand and she flicked her stringy cherry red hair over her shoulder. "Ok Mark I got your text message, and according to your text message it seems that you have made your decision, So What is it going to be Mark?" Stephanie said in a very sassy tone of voice while she pulled the pillow that I was using to conceal the bulge forming in my PJ from my erection. Once she removed the pillow from my crotch, Stephanie let out a soft giggle as she began to rub her hand over the my erection. "What do we have here Mark, It seem like someone is a eager beaver!" I brush my sister hand way in a fit of angry, I reach down and push away her hand from my crotch. " Really Stephanie.. You damn well know I can't help it ( turns my head away from my sister for a moment ) I can't help it Stephanie, It naturally happens when I get sexually aroused" I say as my sister lean in closer to me and whisper slowly into my right ear " So Mark are you telling me that you lose complete control of your body functions ,when you look upon my lustrous body." Stephanie said as she pressed her breast up against my back. I tried my best to ignore her, but I lose all control the second that i felt her harden nipple make contact with my exposed fresh of my back it sent a surge of energy coursing through-out my body, In that moment I could feel myself on the on the verge of losing complete and utter control. But I had to fight that urge, after taking a few deep breath, I felt myself regaining my composure. then I swiftly turned my head back towards my sister. "like I told you Stephanie it a natural body response that happen when we get sexually arouse.. ( I pull my body slighly away from her) enough of this shit already Stephanie... Do you want know what I have decide or are you just going to keep fucking around" I responed angrily tone of voice. I could tell that Stephanie was take back at my responds, becuase she had this deer in head light look on her face for a moment before she slid closer toward me and slide her her free hand down into my PJ that I was wearing and grab a hold of my throbbing cock in her hands sliding her hand up and down my cock. "Oh course I do Mark, I mean that why I'm here jacking you off instead of being asleep in my nice warm bed now isn't it?" Stephanie said in highly seductive tone of voice as she freed my massive cock from my PJ, and lower her head downward to my cock. MoYment later I felt the tip of my cock slide between her lips and into her mouth. " God Damn it Stephanie your making this harder than it should be..... Oh fuck me Stephanie you really can suck start a harbor... Any ways ... ahhhh shit... I Have decide after talking to Mac, Sally that I really have no other choice than to impregnate YOOOUUUU! Oh FUCK I ABLE TO CUM!!!" I Yell out as i grab ahold of the side of her head forcing her head down farther onto my cock. Just as I erupted my massive load into her mouth, I could hear her gag slightly as another rope shot into her mouth. Once my sister swallow's the last of my cum, she popped her mouth off my cock and she ran her tongue over the tip of my cock cleaning up any of the left over cum from it, then she raise up from my crotch with a come and get me look on her face. " Why the bloody hell would you tell them that Mark... Now they know our serect?" My sister respond to me in angry tone of voice. I slide back on my bed and laid my head on my pillow. " Well Stephanie just think about it for a moment. If they were to rat us out, they surely know that we would exposed them in a heartbeat, So just think about this as a little insurance policy if you would" I place my Index finger to my temple. My sister face lit up with excitement as she slid up into my bed next to me and laid her head on my chest " So does this mean that your will impregnate me Mark? Because I know for a fact that if it wasn't for the fact that I am blackmailing you with that video you won't be doing this." my sister softly sighs I Laugh softly as I retch over with my right hand, and ran it thought my sister cherry red hair " Stephanie Yes I am agreeing to inpreganate you ok.. I mean if you really think about it, you really didn't leave me any other choice but to inpreganate you.. But just how the hell I am going inpreganate you Stephanie? If I remember correctly mom took you to the doctor early this year when you start to act out and she put you on the PILL?" I respond to my sister question Stephanie rise up from my chest and got up off my bed and walked into the hall way where her birth control pill package was and then return to my bedroom, and toss her empty birth control Package on my chest "What Pills Mark.. Your right mom did take me to the doctor to put me on the pill. But if you notice the package is empty!" My sister said as she return to her place on my chest. I picked up the blue cover birth control package that my sister had toss on my chest and look at the date on it, It was date for this month and it was just filled a few weeks ago and I slide out the package from the cover and look at the pill package, and it was completely empty, I look down at my sister with a shock look on my face " Where the hell are your birth control pills Stephanie?" I ask my sister with a shocked look on my face. " I flushed them every month Mark... I didn't like how they made me feel, and mom won't listen when I told her ..so I made the my own decides and I start to flush them in the toilet and replace them with some sugar pills that I got off some webpage, and I replace them with them.. " Stephanie said "Stephanie you get pill off some shady web site, that the site claims to be sugar Pills.. Don't you know how easy it is for someone to mix Fentanyl in those Pills Stephanie, and only a small amount is deadly Stephanie?" I told me sister " I am not stupid Mark, I very aware how deadly Fentanyl is.. Don't you remember that my friend Diana who nearly over dose last year on some fentanyl laced pill that she that she thought was.... ugh why can't i remember what the pills name was. But thank God her parents found her in time to get her to the hospital and they give her Narcan.. and they end up having to pump her stomach Mark." My sister says with tears starting to form in her eyes. I retch down and wipe the tears from her eyes, " I don't understand Stephanie, If you know that this site is shady and you had one of your own friends nearly die because of some fentanyl laces pills, why the hell are you risking buying sugar pill from them? How do you know they don't have fentanyl in them?" I give Stephanie a concern look (Sighs)" Because I designed them Mark, I know every person who make them, and I have a friend that test every pill to make sure that there clean, like I said Im not stupid." Stephanie let out grumble. " Ok So answer me this, let just say I that do get you pregnant.. Who you going to tell them is the Father? You damn well that our Parents will straight up murder me... If they were to find out that I am the Father Stephanie!" "Oh I pretty sure that won't be a issue Mark... If the rumors I have heard at the family reunion are true... " Stephanie says "What rumors Stephanie?...." I asked her in a edgy tone of voice "Again Mark they are just rumors Mark.. But if those rumors are true … Then our two families are hiddening a Dark serect of their own? I was utterly speechless, all I could think about was the rumor my sister had just told me about, I mean she didn't tell me exactly what the rumors were, but the way she said our two family has a Dark serect. I sat there for a little bit trying to figure out, just what was our Parents hiding from us. " Any who like you said Stephanie they just rumors, whatever they maybe.. I would highly suggest you go get you some rest, because tomorrow at noon both of us well be going over to Mac and Sally house... and while we are there Stephanie, it my plan to relieve you of your virginity once and for all, it my desire by the time we depart from their place that my incestuous seed finds its way to your fertile womb and ultimately fertilizing one of your egg, that take root and bring forward the fruit of our incestuous love....( I lend in toward her lips and our lips contact and we engaged in deep passionate kissing, Our lips part slightly and it was at that moment my sister Stephanie made her unexpected move and slid her tongue into my mouth, which caught me totally off guard, our tongues tangled in each other mouths, then moment later we broke the kiss and we both pull away) " Well I wasn't expecting that... But any way Stephanie there something you have understand, Once we cross that line, there no going back... from what I understand the from Mac and Sally for this to work, than we going to have make love every opportunity we get to Stephanie!" I Tell my sister as I look directly into her eyes and I could see the flame of passion burning bright in her eyes " I completely understand that Mark.( Stephanie lowers her head down slightly) I'm sorry about the tongue Mark, I'm just so excited when you told me that you were going to inpreganate me,( Stephanie suddenly cocks her head to the side) There one thing that I just don't understand Mark?" " What don't you understand Stephanie?" I say to my sister Stephanie in a curious tone of voice Stephanie climbs onto my lap facing me " Well you just said a few moments ago Mark, that if there to be any chance of you inpregating me, than we going to have make love at every opportunity we get right?" Stephanie said seductive tone of voice as she force her breast into my face I buried my face in between her breast flicking my tongue over her nipples, Stephanie let a loud moan as she start to grind her cunt over my crotch " Indeed I did Stephanie.. but what about it?" I say as I pull my head out from between her breast. Stephanie give me this come and get me look " Then why the fuck do we have to wait until we go over to their house tomorrow, when we could just fuck right here and now?" Stephanie said as she grind her hips harder on my already thobbing cock. " Well I saw how excited you got earlier this afternoon while you were watching them fucking early... They told me that they would love to watch me take your virginity Stephanie." I told my sister Stephanie lend in and planted a passionate kiss to my lips just before lifting them away again " is that what they really said now Mark, Or are you just wanting to torment me by making me wait just that much longer to have this massive cock inside of me.. or is this just your way of tormenting me mark..to get back at me for blockmailing you into impregnate me? Uh?" Stephanie said as she tighten her legs as she grind harder on my cock. I sat there for a moment contemplating what my sister just said to me. I thought to myself " Was I just delay the inevitable that I tomorrow I was going to have to take my very own sister virginity, and attempt to get her pregnant in the progress, or was I just making her wait to torment her for blackmailing me in the first place. I let out a slight laugh " Well when you put that way Stephanie, Yes I am delaying the inevitable in order to torment you for blackmailing me into first place, I mean, I never knew the reason behind why you acting out in the first place, was because you were afraid of telling me how you truly felt about me. Now if you had would I have had thought you were sick in the hell and tell you that you need help … Hell yeah... But now I know the truth reason why you were acting out and it was because you were wanting to fuck me right Stephanie?" I ask my sister as she continue to grind her hip on my crotch. " Yes Mark.. mmmmmmm... it may seem silly to you when you hear it.. But every time one of those other guys would be dumbing their nasty tasting cum in my mouth, I was really day dreaming of you pouring you loud into my mouth, The funny thing is Mark, I kind of name drop you once when one guy was pounding my ass, But luckily for me he couldn't hear it or thought I was yelling his name." Stephanie said as she was nearing her climax. " So let me get this straight Stephanie, every time you were with another guy you were imagining that It was me fucking you? and you were saving you last cunt virginity' for me? I mean you were holding on to your virginity for me, when you really didn't know if " us" would ever happen. explain to me just what exactly you were planning on doing if this never came to fruition?" I asked my sister in a curious tone of voice " To be really honest with you Mark, I really never thought about that … I just some how knew deep in my heart that you would sooner or later notice how I was acting around you, especially how scantily I would dress around you when our parent were around. I mean to be honest with you Mark, every morning after mom and dad would leave for work. I would creep into your room while you were still were asleep and I would take care of your morning wood." Stephanie confess " What the fuck Stephanie, that was you giving me a blow job, damn here I always thought I was having a very intense sexual dream about Sally, I never would thought in a million of years that it was you sucking my cock!" I look at my sister with a shocked look on my face. " Yeah I couldn't help myself Mark, seeing that massive thick cock of yours tenting you boxer, knowing how bad I really wanted it inside of me, to be honest with you the only part of the whole ordeal that pissed me off is when you would scream Sally name whole you blow your load into my mouth each morning." Stephanie said as she climb off of me as she came down from her orgasm. and she then came to lay down beside of me on my bed resting her head on my chest. " Well you never told me what were you plans if US never happen, I mean sooner or later you would have to give up on your plans and look elsewhere Stephanie I mean, there no way in hell you would stayed a Virgin for the remainder of your life.... just holding on hope that I would come around?" I ask her curious tone of voice "I would rather die a virgin Mark, than have some damn wanker who wasn't worthy of fucking me, to be honest with you Mark, I have always in my heart I knew we were meant to be together mark." Stephanie said as she gently kiss my chest. " Damn you would rather die a virgin! I don't think I could live with myself if it came to light after you passed away that you were saving yourself for me. Stephanie" I said to my sister as I slide my hand into the crotch of her lingeria and inserted my index finger into her tight virgin cunt, damn she was tight, I was afraid I would hurt her tomorrow when I took her virginity. " MMMMMMMM.... (Gash for breath) Yes Mark feed your fingers to my tight virgin pussy.... Oh God Damn Mark I can't wait until that your massive cock pushing it way into my tight virgin cunt Stretching the walls of my cunt to fit you length and signs, Yes deeper Mark... Just make sure you don't break my hymen I want to safe that for you cock you understand me Mark." My sister said as she moment out loud " you mean this Hymen?" I said as I start to put press on her hymen " AHHH GOD DAMNIT MARK! please withdraw your finger please... I want your cock to break it pretty please Mark." Stephanie said while begging her brother not to break her hymen. " Ok... ok I'll stop i won't want to make your upset now would I ?" I said to my sister as I withdrew my finger from her cunt and then I brought my finger to my mouth to suck her taste from my index finger. " So Mark was it really Sally idea to watch us fuck?" My sister ask me while she was panting heavy " Yes it was Stephanie to be totally honest with you it was. I never in million years would have thought she would have been such a freak like that" I tell my sister " Sounds like fun to me Mark, I really don't care if the whole world watch's .... I wonder if they going to as well... it would be so hot see them going at it as well." Stephanie said as our lips lock once more. " I pretty sure they just won't be watching Stephanie, From what I gather from the phone call I had with them early they going to be going at it like rabbits " I Say to my sister as we slowly drift off to sleep. "Good night Mark I love you!" My sister said as she fell to sleep on my chest " I love you to Stephanie" I said softly I couldn't believe I just told my own sister that I love her, and not how a brother and sister love each other, But in a two lover would say it I sigh softly and slowly drift off to sleep, and for the first time I couldn't hardly wait until I took her virginity, the hope that soon our own incestuous love would bear fruit. To be continue

Febuary 1, 2000 Dear Diary, I haven't written in a long time. I have changed alot. I know, weird, right? I am now sixteen years of age and I have made some wonderful friends at my school; There is Beck, Cassy, Victoria, Lisa, and Monette. They are all really great friends. I seem to be getting too ahead of myself... I Guess I'll start from the beginning.... Chapter 1 It all started two months ago. Dad told me and Ryan, my older brother, that we were moving. From New York to California. "What?" I screamed at the top of my lungs, dopping my bags onto the floor as soon as I heard the news. Ryan didn't seem to care that much about anything. He shrugged and started going though his clothes again. Dad looked at me, stern. "We are moving. You have two weeks to pack your thing, say 'goodbye' to all of your friends and hop on the plane." I glared at him before I ran into my room, slamming the door behind me. I launched myseld onto my bed and started screaming into my pink covered pillow. Tears of rage came spilling out as i kept my face in my pillow, not caring if my father or brother walked in on me. I remembered of all my friends when i thought that i should break the news to them over YIM. I logged on and started talking to Christy, one of my old friends. ''sup Christy' i typed 'nothing much grl' she typed 'i have some news to tell you' 'did you finally ask out that hunk, Jaccob?' "no.... im moving next week. I have two weeks.' 'wtf! NO! u cant leve me! what about Amber and Lilly? Megan 2' 'i no, 2 suddent 4 me 2. dad just told me' 'could you break the news to everone else? i wont want 2 see their faces....' 'k. im going 2 call Lilly 1st. I gtg, the 'rents r home.' 'okay... c ya!' 'bye!' I almost logged off when someone else sent me a message over my e-mail. From: SportyGuy4579 Hey sexy, whats up? I heard that your moving and I can't stop thinking about you. You are so pretty and smart. I want you so badly. I wish you were here with me. To: Xx_CutieGrl_xX I replied quickly, finding some relief in this message, not really knowing what "I want you" meant From: Xx_CutieGrl_xX I'm ok, kinda depressed. I'm moving, and im pissed. Who exactly are you? To: SportyGuy4579 I waited a few minuted before he replied. From: SportyGuy4579 Aw. I'm someone you know, closely. You haven't really noticed me. I'm sad that you dont know who I am. Your name is Stacy. You are 16 and are currently attend a private school. You hate PE and you hang out with Christy, Lilly, Amber and Megan. I love the way you ponder. I think its very sexy. I have to go, just think about what i said though. To: Xx_CutieGrl_xX I logged off quickly. Wondering what the hell was going on. Ryan came in, without knocking, as usual, and sat down, univited, on my bed. I looked at him. "What do you want? I'm sick of you and dad. Get out!" I stood up and started trying to pull him off my bed, without any sucess. Too bad he was an athlete, I would have pounded him to death. "What do you want? Oh and make it quick! I have packing to do." I said, turning my back away from him as i pulled out my pink suitcase from under my bed, hitting his foot with it. He smirked. "What, a brother can't help his sister with her packing?" I watched him as her got off my bed and kneeled right beside me. "Jut leve me alone." He left and i was thankful. ONE WEEK LATER I had been talking to SportyGuy4579 for the past week now. And we started having Cyber Sex. He would message me some sexy lines and sometimes a picture of his cock along with it. His cock was huge! It was eight inches long, bigger, thicker and better looking then any other cock that i had seen! I would always make myself wett and start to finger myself as we "talked". I wouldn't send any of my pictures to him though for fear that he wouldn't like them. I opened another one of his messages... It read From: SportyGuy4579 Hey baby. My birthday is tomarrow and I was wondering if I could have a little show? I know you have a webcam and i know your pussy gets soaking wett when we talk. I want to see you masterbate until you reach your peak. I want to hear you scream and moan for me. Just one night is all that I am asking. To: Xx_CutieGrl_xX I stared at he wrote and smiled. One night? Okay! I thought I typped back. From: Xx_CutieGrl_xX Sure, but I will have to make sure that my dad and brother are sleeping. I dont want to make them rush in. I could also lock my door. But this one night only. Okay? To: SportyGuy4579 His answer took no more then a few minutes to come back to me and i read it slowly. From: SportyGuy4579 Okay. Oh and wear something lingery for me. I want to see your whole body. Okay? And if you do good, i might send you a little present before you go. I also want to see your whole body while you are masterbating. To: Xx_CutieGrl_xX I smiled while I logged off before walking over to my bed. I collapsed onto it, my fingers rubbing my clit. A soft moan escaped my lips as my fingers disappered in my pussy. I kept my thumb against my clit as i slid my hand into my top, carassing my left breast and exciting my nipple. I flet my hips thrusting against my hand, but i dared not to go any futher. I knew i was a virgin for i had never had sex before and i could feel the resistance. My body started to tense as a small ball of pleasure grew in my cheast. My fingers started to move faster as they made little squishy sounds and my clit started to become really tender. My other hand sqitched to my other breast as i pinched my nipple, twisting it and rubbing it with my nails. I flipped onto my back and I opened my legs, my back arching. I moaned once again, my fingers just a blur. My eyes had closed and my mouth was completely dry and before i knew it i moaned louder the ball of pleasure in my chest exploding. I was out of breath but i made myself remove my fingers from my pussy. I pulled my hand out of my panties while my other hand had buttoned a button that had come loose. I stood up and went to the bathroom to go pee when i noticed the white stuff pouring out of my pussy. I was so surprised because i hadn't cum this much before. I just stared at my pussy before i sat down on the toilet, my eyes closed as i listened to the water spaching insdie of the bowl. After i fishied i wiped myself clean and washed my hands. I went to my bed, ignoring dinner, and passed out completely.

what do you do when your making money like its raining by the buckets and shit is still missing and she was missing more ? So she had gotten hurt on started taking pain meds and surgeries doctor stopped writing with no where to go she started with heroine and my best friend Roman was a former druggie ! Never thinking they were hooking pissed me off when a private detective caught them then the same motel was on credit cards and business credit cards i asked her what the fuck ? She said it was her girl and would stop i said well if you two are hooking ? Man i`d love to watch join in ? I`llll but her nipples were so hard they could break glass . So I blew it off no more mentioned private detective got alot of good pics video`s then he said your fiance was gorgeous ? I was like fuck you and do your job so he wrote down all the plates and orgies she was in and all the swinger`s . she was d p`d alot in the video`s he found of her on a site . so that day i got done working early . i got home as a car was pulling out the man hollar`s your old lady is one good fuck !! I was pissed . Still our engagement party was coming up soon was getting video from her encounters in our marital bed or soon to be bed ..I walk in shes naked looks like she fucked 5 men , I ask her ? Sandy what in the fuck is going on that guy just says to me your one hot fuck ???? I said your not fucking me your always on the run , never here now strange men and oh where roman my site manager at ??? she says this guy was stalking her and was after her to have sex she was working out he knocked on the door i yell thinking its you to come in and it was him thinking i was going to fuck him and i was working out in the living room watching a work out tape ??? I said really then why is your cunt leaking cum ? i was turned on masterbated thinking of your big cock . I took off my clothes and grabbed her bent her over the counter and fucked her she pulls away saying i need a shower and to douche ! I need a shower and to douche i`m all yucking so i follower she bends over and cum was running out of her so i wiped it on her asshole as lube and i fucked her so bad she screamed then the door bell rings oh its karen so i go to the front door its some strange lady all decked out in heels lingerie type under garments short black skirt and cut top I open the door still hard as fuck . She asks me are you roman ? Sandy`s man ? she hears this Sandy came running i turned grabbed her by her worthless throat and almost choked this bitch out .the lady is freaking out rubbing her breast starts to undress and then says your last video is the best seller they ever had and she has more video`s to make thats why shes there to sign her and roman up to 5 video`s over two years ? So I ask why Roman I thought I was her soon to be husband and sandy is stuttering and trying to come up with more lies so i was playing along . i started to take the ladies clothes off then Sandy started sucking me hard again this Karen says man you are a wild fuck buti got to go ! I said to her no i`m going to fuck you and Karen says i am lesbian ? I lesbains need cock too ? No i`m not into men ? I said well you don`t we aren`t signing anything ! next thing i know she pulls out toy`s and says you can fuck me after and no cumming in me ! I was saying to my fiance i`m cumming in her and deep she whispers thats so hot and then i said to her lick my gooch and balls and asshole ! now shore ! oh I love when you talk dirty to me . H M M M ! I said to karen which I dont think its real name cause she didnt answe me back then I knew she was my fiance`s pimp ! she didnt know how many times i was going to fuck her ! I said to my slut go get me 2 blues . Karen or whom ever is finally named minus the lingerie wow what a lesbian ! my god she was built for everyone sex toy and man what a wife should make ?? LOL !!! So the whore comes back I hollar hey whore ! Sandy turns all smile and say i love hearing that ! Karen says we all know you are ?? I looked at her really quizical look and say`s why is that ? Sandy jumps up kisses me with cunt juice juice on her tongue then I remembered it was cock and ball`s thank god its mine ?? lol !! So we go to the bedroom and karen says out loud what happened to all the lights and camera`s ? I turned and looked at Sandy she looked like a deer with head lights ??? So I said your mistaken not here when was this Karen ? hmmm last night ? NOOO Monday , really I turned to the slut what the fuck is going on here Sandy ? Do I have to get tested and then Karen hands her a rubber banded with small packages ? Then I knew it was dope ! Karen says here shot a couple ! I watched this strange lady tie off my soon to be ! then smack her veins till she got an a juicy vein ?? so I sat back and watched her get doped up and i was fighting tears bac so bad then she says le roy really loved your pussy last week and he says no more credit or pussy for dope he needs cash or hes coming here when Billy is home to show him you swallowing his BIG BLACK COCK !! so she`s fucking doped and really fucking high and man I was pissed off she knew it and KAREN ?? says wow are you stoned real good and calls le roy saying the dope is mixed really good your white whore is fucking flying ? He hollar`s make sure these 3 men heading your way gets her asshole too ? so I said to Sandy what the fuck is going on here and Karen says who am I as Sandy is almost a sleep from her high . So I said get on your knees bitch and suck my cock bitch ! shes all mad ! I dont know who you are but i`m dressing and leaving . I said yeah watch this ? I call the local police chief and i asked Karen you really want me to go tell him what you are and doing to my fiance ? The look of fear is amazing ! fear and black mail is a fucking highand to have someone you can do what you too and she doesn`t have a choice !!! So I said chief you busy ? No why I said you have to come to my place now ?? Karen says I have warrants ? I said to bad and why aren`t you sucking my cock bitch ? I have to call and I snatched her fucking phone out her hands and smashed it ! I said in case you have a security and no one will know how bad you got fucked today and how many loads of cum ?? I asked her to get naked completely and sir yes sir better be next out of your mouth whore or a tooth will be ! So this bitch has been using my wife to be as her personal fuck toy and then Roman got back into drugs bad they ran out of money and been using this fucking whore I was to marry as their own toy ?? so I asked her how much drugs does she have on her ? She says 3 Brick`s but it was roman`s and my sluts pay for these men heading over here in 2 hours ? I called My so called best man I was home and done for the day and to finish that job no matter how lang ? Hes all worked up where are you Billy ? HMMMM home dick head / Roman asks where is Sandy at ? I said sucking my cock I said some lady is at the front door ?? man did he start to stutter and slur his words ??? I said dude you two fuckers doing something i warned you i`d take you out back shot you ?? NO ! NO ! NO ! never Billy your my brother !!! I asked for rel huh ! huh ! yeah man come on ??? So Karen is getting the drugs out of her purse loads a needle I said where do you want this at ?? shes like not me I I I I don`t do dope I do coke and this can kill me ? So I call Roman he says he knows her and please don`t be mad ? I said why your my brother I bailed you out 4 times why brother whats wrong here ??? HUH ! HUH Man this is tuff to says to a man I love ! Dude i love you as a brother but fucking my fiance isn`t what I want to hear from you Now cause `im getting fucking madder and madder BROTHER !!! I said what drugs is this bitch karen here on cause Sandy is so dopped up what the fuck already ??? so he tells me how many bags and he isn`t feeling to good might go ooo I said no fucker finish that fucking house or my glock will be the last you see ? So the door opens its the chief my best friend walks in to see two broads naked and one passed fiance so I said to karen take 3 bags out shot them ?? she starts to cry as i` telling the chief the nightmare I am in and he says wow is Sandy fucking high and wow what a body she has ? I said bro ? You and I are going to fuck this bitch as soon as she is doped up so she mixed her drugs begged me she`ll do what ever and as long as she don`t mix coke and heroine speed ball she says ? I said shot that fucking thing or i`m shooting it fuck your veins !! so the dope is so good she is fucking zooming around saying i love cock but i am freshly clean and didnt want to cock plus i have my period ! I said I used to fuck this whore on her period and man does she cum ?? Chief is naked I asked him which one he wants ? He says Sandy if I dont mind ? I said bro when we are done lock guy is coming she and Sandy are going to fuck us all night 2. Karen wanted her phone so bad i said ? I broke it B ROOOOKE IT !!!So the chief took Sandy into our master down the hall it took the whole back of the home top to bottom 3 bed`s hot tub . sitting chair what ever all done by me through the whores vision . sandy is coming too a little she says to kenny the chief wow when did you get here and i wanted to fuck you for a long time then dumb fuck looks over why is karen and billy fucking ? Kenny says i`m not the one to ask then she drops to her knees i grabbed our camera with her sucking my buddy off then the front door opens it s namoi romans wife i hollar hey babe back here . so i said you want to know why we are all naked right ? hmmm yeah !!i said this whore here and your husband are doing dope and fucking each other and on video tape too ! Naomi says no wonder he s tired all the time . I said the coward called before and you want to thier fuck tape ? Naomi says ? naaa ! !not really i said good get naked i want to make love to you i told karen go get her naked and turn her on and make her wet so i can fuck her I said namoi the tape is disgusting but my fiance fucking for dope and three black guys are supposedly coming here I know you like woman Naomi ! that mother fucker!! he can never keep his mouth shut!! Scum bag i am done I told her I`d love to date you come move in with me after this her and i are fucking over !!! Sandy was so out of it she had no clue who was fucking her chief pulled shot it all over her face and i said don`t go any where . so the door opens again i`m like who the fuck Its me ROMAN !! please don`t shut me !! BILL I FUCKED !! I said come back one last time then you be gone or be be gone perminately ! Roman walks back and i`m 8 inches into is beautiful w=WIFE !! he`s like NAOMI WHAT THE FUCK!! i SAID SAY THAT AGAIN MOTHER FUCK WALKED OVER PULLED OUT MY GLOCK 9 AND AIMED IT HAT HIS HEAD THE DAMN THING WENT WHAT A BLAST THROUGH THE WALL I WAS LAUGHING HE HIT THE FLOOR AND NAMOI SAID YOU JUST MADE ME CUM ALL OVER THAT BIG COCK OF YOURS . i SAID DUMB FUCK SANDY TOLD US EVERYTHING .. So i said your done don`t come back and he had the balls to say to his ex wife lets go home Namoi ?? She said fuck no ! I can handle doing dope not fucking me and you fucked that whore over there past out cum running out of her holes . I said to him its his thats fuck was here today when i pulled up this fuck thought it was roman coming back for her whats in her polluted ass is is ! Namoi said to tho=ink i thought it was me you didnt want to fuck making the bad guy again and with that namoi says i`m with Billy ! from now on and you are not to speak to me ever i said when the chef is done she`ll come out you take her back to your house you fucking scum bag i bought you brand new truck 10 grand a month to be treated like ths ! then he saw Karen coming out of the bathroom asked her why don`t you fuck me she said you have a little boys dick naomi pulled mine out said to roman i came 5 times before billy came in me i am stretched the fuck out when you all leave he and i are going to fuck all night !! Roman was crying so i said really ??? karen came over got down cleaned my cock licked namoi clean cheif walked over licked Sandy clean i said to her do not come back here ever again started to cry and they left roman was crying I said wow the two fuckers who started this is all upset and crying !!!!!! part 2 romans sister s !

LETTER XIX The next day, shortly after our arrival at home, Mamma disappeared. We knew it was to enjoy her charming page and to give him her first fruits after her late clearing out. Sophie slyly asked if Fred and I would not like to follow so good an example. After such a challenge, we could not but accept it. So going up to the hut where I had first enjoyed her after her loving Papa had taken precedence, we gratified the dear creature with two double fucks, each enjoying both channels. After which we adjourned, as we did not wish to anticipate in too great a degree the proceedings we meant to initiate that night. From my door, I could see the door of Mamma's room. So, watching the exit of her maid, I was the first in the field. I found the darling just throwing off her chemise, and she stood in all the glorious splendor of her magnificent form. I rushed in and threw my arms around her; our lips and tongues met in a sweet embrace. I gently pushed her onto the bed and begging for the exquisite pleasure of a first cunt-licking, helped her up. Then, taking a pillow, I knelt on the floor, arranging it so that her feet rested on my back, and darted my tongue into her ever-ready cunt. After a few delicious lickings, I took her large and stiff clitoris, sucked it, and rolled my tongue about it, while three fingers up her cunt acted as an extra stimulant, and twice I made the salacious darling pour down the libation of her lust. 'Come up, my dear Hargrave,' she cried, 'and let me fuck you.' I rose, jumped into bed, lay down on my back, and the glorious creature mounted me, impaling herself on my rigid weapon. I contemplated with delighted eyes the glorious beauties of her splendid figure in all the action of exciting lust. She rapidly flooded me with another copious discharge, and then sank on my belly into my loving arms. For a minute or two we lay quiet, our tongues alone darting love into each other's mouths until the fiery joy so excited us that our actions became fast and furious, to end in all the excess of passion. At this moment, when her buttocks had closed down, and her cunt was nipping me in all its ardor, Fred entered. To see and to participate was one. In an instant, before his mother knew he was there, he had jumped up behind her, and his throbbing prick was knocking violently at her back door, which, by her closed-down pressures upon me, was for the moment inaccessible. But his mother was too greedy and insatiable after having a prick to refuse entrance as soon as she became aware of who was there. So, pushing her splendid backside outwards, she opened her door, and Fred plunged in and instantly began to run an exciting course. The extra pleasure of a new prick at the very moment she had just spent, set Mamma in all the wild fury of her insatiable lust, and fast and furious as her son drove his excited and incestuous prick up her bottom-hole, she beat him and spent twice to his once. So far I had been delighted, though passive, spectator of the exciting scene, my prick rose in response to their wild cries of agonized joy as they mutually died away in their excess of passion. So I immediately took up the running, and to Mamma's rapturous delight made her spend again, but taking care to stop short of doing so myself, having an eye to after efforts, but not at all displeased to reduce if possible the raging and insatiable lust that possessed Mamma. Dear Sophie now appeared and scolded us for beginning before all were present. Then Papa, closely followed by William, entered, so we unfastened ourselves to make more general arrangements. In order that we might all begin again by a general gamahuche, we three previous operators purified ourselves. After this, we had a short preliminary discussion of what should be the order of our proceedings, during which the dear ladies were handling our pricks. As was proper, Mamma took one in each hand, leaving Papa to the care of his lovely young daughter. These caresses were not pressed to the extreme conclusion and ceased when we had resolved upon our general course of action. First, we drew off from the double bed the four mattresses (each possessed two, as is usual in the best French beds) and arranged them all close together on the floor, leaving the large couch for any positions that might demand the elevation of the object of worship. Being all stark naked we lay down in a circle, my head between Mamma's magnificent thighs. I sucked her clitoris and delicious bottom-hole; Sophie lay down between my legs and sucked my prick, acting postilion behind with her finger. Fred was her gamahucher and bottom fingerer; and William completed the circuit by giving his slender weapon to the longing mouth of his charming mistress. We thus formed a circular chain of the most lascivious lubricity. The dear women and the no less vigorous and lustful young page gave down two libations to our one. We lay lazily sucking each delicious morsel until unequivocal signs taught us that we could at once proceed to more serious and more libidinous actions. Mamma had been so delighted with the double distillation from her handsome page's prick that she declared she must receive his two next in her longing and voracious cunt. Papa, being highly excited, declared he would dedicate his offering to the superb backside of his spouse, which, for long use on his part, was not so stimulating when his powers were less excited than at present. I fucked Sophie while Fred tickled her up in her tight, rosy little bottom-hole. We were so placed that each party could survey the opposite operators and we thus mutually stimulated each other's actions. We endeavored to lengthen the pleasure of our delicious conjunctions as much as possible although in this earlier stage of the proceedings we could not do so to any great extent. However, we managed to make the women and the exciting young page spend twice to our once. I need not say that the final crisis came upon us all in a furious chorus of wild lascivious cries, succeeded by death-like languor and prostration while we lay soaking in the diverse delightful recipients in whom we were so ecstatically ensheathed. We had previously resolved to lave after every operation, in order to refresh and re-invigorate our nervous system and brace ourselves up to extraordinary efforts worthy of the delightful orgies we were only then inaugurating. This was followed by mutual handling and caresses, and loud admiration of all the lovely forms presented to our ardent gaze. Soon the men's weapons gave evident signs of being in perfect trim for closer action. Our next pose was arranged for our general junction of parts, and was as follows: Mamma having chosen my prick to pour its libation into her grotto of love, I lay down on my back while Mamma sat across my belly, taking my hard, erect prick into her moist, fat cunt. Fred took his mother in the rear. Sophie lay down on her back beyond my head and wriggled her bottom until it was within reach of her lascivious mother's mouth, who, with her accustomed superior art, sucked her cunt while frigging her bottom-hole with one of her fingers. We thus were all one party, united in one long, lubricious chain. Prolonging our ecstatic proceedings to the utmost, we had a most glorious general discharge, the women as usual pouring down double discharges from their insatiable cunts. Our cries of joy grew even more wild and insensate than before, and after, our languor was indulged in longer. Our next turn was dictated by Papa. While sodomizing his wife he had had under his eyes, the beautiful form of his beloved daughter writhing in lust at her Mamma's exciting titillations. Now he wished to devote his next offering to the shrine of her delicious young backside. He desired Fred to lie down and let Sophie impale her cunt upon his prick. No sooner said than it was done. Sophie presented her bottom to her sire, who plunged within. Mamma had her beloved page all to herself and lay so as to see her cam spouse and their two offspring locked in a close embrace of incestuous lust. As each of these exciting encounters reduced our powers to a certain extent, each became longer in its duration and more deliciously exhausting in its termination. After our next purification, William fucked Mamma while I got into her glorious backside, Sophie fingering his bottom and frigging herself. Again we died away in all the wild agonies of insatiable lust and again recommenced a new pose. Fred fucked his mother while I had her bottom, with Papa and the page both into Sophie before our eyes, wildly exciting us to almost superhuman efforts. After this we all fell asleep where we were, to renew the next morning, after general ablutions, the pleasures which had so excited us. Harry ---- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874 of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book). 4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica. 5 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years. 6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times. Continued...

Women around 27 years old. Married childless after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still, she has not been able to become a mother. Then she tried with her old boyfriend and then with Mr. Vijay Kumar to have a child but all her efforts were fruitless as ever. Then she went to Her sister who was blessed with a baby girl to assist her in raising her baby. In her quest to have her own child she visits an ashram to take a special treatment. She was given Diksha and named Maya after Diksha. In Part 14 you Read Maya: Jai Linga Maharaj. Guruji I had used the cream last night you send for me. Guru-ji: That is very Good Maya, You will feel its effect on You very soon. Let me get some more details from you regarding your married life. Don't be shy and do not hide anything. The mind must open up. You should tell me or ask me about anything and everything that comes to your mind. Your issue is such if you do not open up, your treatment will not be perfect. Maya nodded again. Guru-ji: I just noted shyness in you when I mentioned about undergarment. Why Maya? Till such time you feel these are natural and normal things, your Diksha is incomplete. As you are wearing a bra, I am wearing a brief under her clothes. What is there to be shy of, tell me? -------------- Now Further Maya: Err... Yes, Guru-ji. Nothing. Guru-ji: Okay. Now tell me frankly some very private matters as they are necessary for your treatment, How many times in a week did you copulate? Maya: Twice a week in general. Guru-ji: Did you get full satisfaction after the intercourse? Maya nodded her head. Guru-ji: Did you feel you have fully aroused Maya while doing it or did you feel it could have been a long process or a different style or anything of that sort? Maya: No Guru-ji. I never felt like that. Guru-ji: Okay, then apparently most things are normal and mostly as you have regular periods. Tell me, Maya , in one session how many times did you copulate? Once or more than once. Maya was already feeling hot in the ears and her cheeks had turned red too out of womanly nervousness answering such things to a male. Maya: At the start, it was thrice then for the first few months of marriage twice o, but for the last one year, it's once only. Guru-ji: Maya, in the earlier days, did you have discharge from your vagina twice or thrice? Were they amounted the same? Maya: Yes, but frankly speaking on some days, I did not discharge the second time, I never discharged the third time but my husband always discharged. Guru-ji: Hmm. Do you discharge heavily? Maya: No, not much. I mean... Maya nervousness was gulping her from saying such private things. Guru-ji: Tell me, Maya. Regroup your words and open your mind. Maya: Actually I feel till nowadays also that there is something 'hot' that remained within me and did not come out even after the process is over. Guru-ji: Tell me Maya frankly this will be with me only and he sends everyone else in the room outside. How many sex partners you had? Maya was quite .. So Guru- ji again said Maya don’t hide anything from me. Don't be shy and do not hide anything. The mind must open up. You should tell me or ask me about anything and everything that comes to your mind. Your issue is such if you do not open up, your treatment will not be perfect. Maya kept looking at the earth and told him in total 4 persons other than her husband . Guruji Closed his eyes and Meditated for some time and said Jai Linga Maharaj and Maya told briefly how she mated her older boyfriend, his Boss, Mr Vijay Kumar, and lastly her sisters husband in a bid to have her own child. Guru ji said Maya I know all about you. But I wanted to hear it from You so that you are not shy before me and smiled. Maya was surprised to hear this and was appreciative of Guruji. Maya : Jai Linga Maharaj There was silence for some moments, as Guru-ji closed his eyes and was meditating. Guru-ji: Okay Maya , relax. I have got the needful information Guru-ji: Jai Linga Maharaj. Look Maya , your pregnancy will come only if you discharge more during intercourse. What I gathered it seems you are not getting aroused enough to get total discharge of your fluids. This often happens to couples, which is not very concerning. But the concerning part can be if even if you are aroused fully, your vaginal discharge is inadequate. Guru-ji gave a pause as if inviting the natural question from Maya . Maya: If it's not adequate, what happens Guru-ji? Guru-ji: Look Maya , if discharge is scanty, the number of ovum produced is also less and the pregnancy chance decreases significantly. But be relaxed her dear, as there are ways to pull out your full vaginal discharge and also herbal medicines to enhance it. But you need to obey her guidelines in toto. Maya: Guru-ji I would do anything to get pregnant. I am really frustrated now. I will do exactly as you order. Guru-ji: Good Maya. But remember it's easier said than done. The first thing I will need is the measure of your vaginal discharge. Do you masturbate? Maya was feeling thirsty now. She has never in her life faced such a question and was really feeling very, very embarrassed. She never tried such things. Whatever happened was natural with me. It's not that she didn't get discharges before marriage, but they were all-natural, through dreams mostly, and at times some brushing or groping in trains, buses, etc. and thinking about them later in bed with a pillow maybe. But now Maya was feeling puzzled how could she get a full vaginal discharge, as for that she needs to be aroused fully, only imagination would not lead to that. Most importantly, her husband is not here also. Maya: Yes, Guru-ji, very few times do I masturbate and the discharge also is very less. Guru-ji: Maya , you need to do exactly as I say. I need the measure of your vaginal discharge and based on that further treatment will be planned. Maya: But Guru-ji, without her husband... I cannot lie down with... Guru-ji: Maya, what are you thinking I don't know? Are you expecting that I will ask you to lie down with another man to get your full discharge? I know you are a housewife and your social limits. Maya nodded and was somewhat assured now. But still She was not clear how would she get fully aroused if she do not lie down with a male! Maya also thought thank god Guru-ji has ignored her sexual adventures with other man. Maya said in her mind Jai Linga Maharaj! Guru-ji: The first part of the treatment is mind control. You have to only respond to actions on your body naturally and wipe out everything else from the mind. Do not think who is with you, where you are, but just respond normally to situations that I will give you. Control your mind to the actions only. It will be done so very naturally, just like we are talking now and so don't worry at all, it's just a treatment process. Jai Linga Maharaj! Maya nodded to Guru-ji though perceived little about what exactly will be the treatment like. Guru-ji: Let me summarize for you what will be the plan. First the medicine part. You will take this herbal drug in the morning after your first urine in an empty stomach and at bedtime. The dosage is written on the bottle. Okay? Maya nodded taking the medicine bottle from him. Guru-ji: This is the second herbal extract that you will always take when you will go out of this ashram. And here is an oil with which you need to massage your full body before taking bath in the noon. And every shower you take must be with herbal water as you did during your Diksha. I feel you start applying the oils from tomorrow, and not today. And then use the cream daily given to you by Guru Mata every night and remove it only in the morning. Maya: Okay Guru-ji. I felt very fresh after the herbal water bath. Guru-ji: Yes, the herbal extract helps to rejuvenate your organs and energy level. But remember that the oil I just gave you must not be applied on your breasts. For that, this is the oil, which should be used. I hope there will be no confusion if you can remember that breast massage oil is green in color. Okay? Maya nodded like an obedient student. she could realize her nipples jumped up within her bra hearing the words "breast massage" from a male. Guru-ji: Maya , you will get the guidelines regarding your massage from Rajkamal. You have probably not conversed with him because he remains busy most of the time, as he is the ashram cook. Maya: Yes Guru-ji. I have not talked to him though saw him yesterday when I came here. Guru-ji: And now for the mind control part. This is very important. You keep this special soaking pad and wear it for the next couple of days whenever you go out of the ashram. Guru-ji handed me over a small white square-shaped cotton pad, which looked like a big handkerchief folded to form a square. Maya was in a dilemma what to do exactly with it though Guru-ji said to 'wear it'. Continued --------------------------------------------------- This story is not meant to offend or an attack on Muslims or Hindus or any of their Gurus or ways. it is my way of putting a twist for fun and enjoyment.

The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Nine: Futa's Mind-Controlling Mistake By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Chloe Quick Panic swept through me. Sasha Ford, a new dickgirl, was atop Kendall, poised to take the Black girl's virginity. I was saving Kendall's virginity for the amazing Mildred. The original futa deserved to get Kendall's cherry, not Sasha. Sasha should understand that. My mind-control powers weren't working on Sasha, either. She was disobeying me, pushing her dick against Kendall's cherry. She hadn't broken through the Black girl's hymen, yet, but how long would that membrane hold. I had to think. “Don't let her take her cherry!” I gasped. “Kendall, resist!” “Get off of me!” Kendall gasped and thrashed. “Really?” Sasha moaned and sat up while Mrs. Solomon and Ms. Lyon, Kendall's mother, broke from their own embrace. They rushed at Sasha as she sat up. “You're really cock-blocking me, Chloe.” “She's for Mildred!” I clutched the two boxes of Hawaiian pizza, my appetite evaporating. Mrs. Solomon and Ms. Lyon seized Sasha. Brassy-brown hair swished about the twenty-year-old futa's head as the two mature beauties pulled her back. Kendall sat up and glared at Sasha. My fellow futa shook her head. “I'm not going to fuck her if she doesn't want me to,” Sasha muttered. “You can let me go.” “Ms. Chloe?” asked Ms. Lyon. The Black woman gave me a questioning look. “Hold onto her,” I said. “Why would you want to deny Mildred the chance to pop her cherry? Don't you think she's the most amazing futa in the world?” “Er, yeah, of course,” Sasha said. She gave a laugh. “I just got carried away.” I gave her a suspicious look. “When did you get your panties? I thought Mildred gave me the first pair.” “Yeah, it was after you left. I mean, how else did I know to come here?” She flashed me this smile. It looked innocent, but... Sasha was kind of a prankster in the neighborhood. She got into trouble a lot. “She thought the boy shorts were perfect for me, and so she made me into a futa.” I glanced down at her girl-dick thrusting from her crotch, her hairless balls swinging beneath them. She did have one. And the panties. “But you knew that Kendall was for Mildred, and you tried to take her cherry. Aren't you under Mildred's mind-control like I am?” “Yep.” Sasha nodded. “Totally am. So, let's have some Hawaiian pizza. It's my favorite.” She was lying. I set the pizza boxes down, so angry with her. I looked around and spotted my phone. I grabbed it off the end table and sent a text to my mom. “Sasha Ford is a futa and has her own mind-control panties. Did Mildred give them to her?” “So, you going to let me go?” Sasha asked. “Maybe,” I said. “Let me just hear back from Mildred. I don't trust you. You're up to something. You pretended to be under my mind-control powers, you're lying about loving Hawaiian pizza, and you tried to steal Mildred's cherry.” Kendall nodded. Sasha's face fell. Then she thrashed in the grip of the two MILF's. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mildred Dean “So, where should we go for dinner?” I asked now that I was dressed. So was everyone else. Elouise, the reverend's lesbian wife (I had given her some naughty commands), gave a thoughtful look. Her daughter, Christabella, jumped in place, looking excited like she had an idea. Mrs. Quick, the blonde wife I'd been having so much fun with today, pulled out her phone. “You have an idea, don't you?” I asked the nineteen-year-old girl. “Damsels and Knights!” she gushed. “The medieval restaurant.” Her mother rolled her eyes. “It's her favorite. She likes dressing up as a medieval lady and going there. They aren't open on weekdays, honey.” “Oh, right,” she said, her face falling. She was cute. Just adorable. A nineteen-year-old hottie with curly, brown hair falling around her freckled face. She pushed up her glasses. She looked a lot like her blonde mother. “How about we go to Giovanni,” said Elouise. “They have great pasta.” “Isn't that a little heavy?” I asked, rubbing at my stomach. “We're going to get back to fucking after dinner.” “The Searhouse?” suggested Christabella. “Get some steak. The waitresses wear those cute, country-style uniforms. Jean skirts and straw hats and such.” “That sounds fun,” I said, grinning. “What do you think, Dianne.” I turned to the busty, blonde MILF. Mrs. Quick's brow had knitted together. She looked up and said, “Um, did you give a pair of mind-controlling panties to Sasha Ford?” “No,” I said. “Why?” “Chloe just texted me to ask if you had.” A chill ran through me. “What, did she steal a pair out of my house?” How could she even know? “And who the hell is Sasha Ford?” “She's a young lady who lives across the street from you,” Mrs. Quick said, texting fast on her phone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sasha Ford I couldn't believe eighteen-year-old Chloe Quick had captured me. This was so lame. That little twerp had figured me out. She was some teeny-bopper idiot. Always talking about makeup channels on YouTube and copying how her older sister, Bryana, dressed. And she had outwitted me. Her phone beeped. Anger flashed over her head. “You stole one of Mildred's panties.” “Yeah,” I said, shrugging. “What you going to do about it.” “I... I...” She looked around and then grabbed her panties from where she'd dropped them. She rushed over at me, the pure-white cloth swaying. Then she shoved it in my face, rubbing the wet garment against me. She smelled good. Nice and spicy. I breathed it in and moaned, “I await your command, Mistress Chloe. What shall this lowly futa do?” “Ooh, why won't this work?” she hissed. “No, no, it totally worked,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You just had to do it a second time.” She glared at me and threw her panties down. Her phone beeped again. She glanced at it and smiled. “They're coming over here. Mildred's going to totally mind-control you.” She wiggled her hips back and forth. “Mildred is so awesome. You'll see. You'll totally be under her panties' spell.” “I just know that must be amazing,” Mrs. Solomon purred. The homewrecker who broke up my parents' marriage sounded so excited to be mind-controlled. They were all crazy. “So you're going to have your two MILFs hold me until Mildred gets here?” I demanded. “Yes!” Chloe studied me. “You've been bad. You know what happens to me when I'm bad?” “Your parents tell you to go to your room and think about how you disappointed them.” I put on a pleading look. “Oh, no, that's so terrible.” “Well...” She faltered. “What they should do is spank me!” “I always spanked Kendall,” Ms. Lyon said. She had a firm grip on my right arm. “And you've been so bad. Trying to take my daughter's virginity. That's Mildred's. Miss Chloe said so.” “I did.” My stomach sank. “Spank me? You can't do that. I'm twenty! I'm not your kid.” “Sure we can,” Ms. Lyon cooed. “If Miss Chloe orders me to do it, I'll gladly spank that pretty, White ass of yours.” Her free hand grabbed my rump and squeezed it. “Say the word, Chloe,” Mrs. Solomon cooed. Her hand grabbed my other butt-cheek. “We'll spank her so hard.” “She's been bad,” Chloe said. “Do it!” “Oh, hell no!” I gasped and thrashed. I squirmed and bucked as they dragged me to the couch and pushed me down on it. My naked breasts rubbed into the cushion. The tip of my dick rubbed against the fabric. A tingle of pleasure shot through me. “This is fucked up, Chloe.” “You were bad,” she answered. “Take your punishment.” Ms. Lyon's hand pulled away from my rump. The air swished. SMACK! I gasped at the stinging pain shooting through my rump. The heat melted down to my pussy. I squirmed there, my nipples rubbing against the fabric. My cunt clenched and futa-dick throbbed from it, girly nuts swaying between my side. “That fucking hurt!” I gasped. “It was supposed to,” Ms. Lyon purred. Then I realized that Mrs. Solomon's hand wasn't on my rump any lon— CRACK! Hers didn't land as hard, but it still hurt. I thrashed on the couch, pinned down by their hands gripping me. My butt-cheeks both throbbed from the impacts. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest from the stinging pain creeping over my rump. SMACK! “Fuck!” I groaned. “You really don't have to—” CRACK! “Oh, yes we do,” Ms. Lyon said, her hand leaving a burning swath across my rump. The heat melted down to my pussy. I shuddered and then something clicked in my head when she said, “You've been bad.” “I have been bad,” I moaned in a throaty purr. I rubbed my cheek into the couch, my nipples throbbing. Pussy juices soaked my bush. “I've been such a bad futa. I stole those panties.” SMACK! “Yes, yes, punish me!” I moaned. “Mmm, too sexy MILF's spanking me.” “Are you getting turned on?” Chloe asked. “Aren't you?” I asked. CRACK! The pain swept through me. It was turning me on. It fed this growing ache in me. “Doesn't it make you hard watching these two sexy women spank me, Chloe? God, it makes me hard and wet.” “Well, yeah.” The blonde futa sounded surprised by this. “It is turning me on.” “Mmm, that's because you're a naughty, little slut. But that's okay. It's fun being dirty.” SMACK! “Yes, yes, just like that, Mrs. Solomon!” I wiggled my rump, the pain bleeding across it. “Keep span—” CRACK! I yelped at Ms. Lyon's hard spank. My futa-dick throbbed hard. My girly balls throbbed, full of futa-cum I couldn't wait to unleash. “Mmm, Chloe, look at how wet I am.” “You do look wet,” she moaned. I heard the throaty desire in her voice. “I bet you just want to fuck me.” I wiggled my rump. “Just do it. Drive that futa-cock into me. It'll be so great.” “Yes! Out of the way!” The two MILF's let me go moments before Chloe pounced on me. Her left hand planted on my lower back, pinning me in place. Her cock smacked into my rump. She spanked me with it a few times, the fleshy shaft drumming from my right cheek to my left. The pain swept through me, but I didn't mind. I was getting so turned on now. I wiggled my hips and then groaned as she pressed her dick into my butt-crack. She pressed it down between my asscheeks to my sphincter. “Ooh, you've been bad,” she said, her precum-lubed tip pushing against my asshole. “Yes, yes, sodomize me with that big girl-dick!” I moaned, eager for it. Her cock had felt incredible in my pussy. I bet she'd be amazing in my asshole. Chloe pressed forward, her tip pushing and pushing on my sphincter. I groaned as my asshole stretched. As it did, this amazing heat swept through me. I groaned, squirming in place. My anal ring widened to swallow her thick dick. My nipples throbbed against the couch. The pleasure swept through my body. I groaned as her thick shaft pushed against my surrendering backdoor. That naughty hole resisted for a moment longer before it opened all the way. Her thick cock slid into my bowels. “Oh, fuck!” I gasped as she invaded my anal sheath. “Mmm, yes!” panted Chloe. More and more of her girl-cock slid into my asshole. “This is what you get for being such a bad, bad futa.” “That's right!” I moaned. “Punish me. Ooh, yes, yes, punish me with that big dick. You have to teach me my lesson.” “Right!” she groaned as her girl-dick bottomed out in me. Her balls rested against my taint. Then she drew back. I gasped, my bowels clenching down around her girl-dick. The heat swept through me. It was incredible. I trembled, savoring the bliss. It felt amazing. My bowels clenched around her shaft. More and more of her slid out of me. That big, throbbing shaft then slammed back into my bowels. Her nuts cracked into my taint. Her crotch spanked my aching rump. I groaned, the pain mixing with the rapture of her dick sodomizing my asshole. “Oh, yes, yes, punish me!” I hissed, savoring the mix of pain and pleasure. It was exciting. I bet my bratty sister would love this. Chloe thrust away at me. She fucked her dick into my bowels. My futa-dick drank in the sensation. The ache built at the tip. My pussy grew hot, too. My two different types of orgasm built in me. I would have such a great cum. I looked forward to it as the naughty futa hammered me. She rammed to the hilt in me over and over again. It was incredible. I savored every moment of it. her thrusts plunged faster and faster. She buried into me again and again. “Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, squeezing my asshole around her dick. “Ooh, you're taking your punishment!” Chloe moaned as she enjoyed sodomizing me. The cute girl's hands stroked my back and sides. She made the cutest sounds as she sodomized me. I heard moans and gasps. The other three had fallen into a daisy-chain. Kendall ate out her mother who ate out Mrs. Solomon who completed the circle of naughty cunt lapping. I groaned, loving it. This was perfect. Just what I needed. I clenched my bowels down around on Chloe's dick. She squealed in pleasure at the increased friction. She thrust harder, increasing my own bliss. The rapture danced through me. This amazing ecstasy that would explode out of me. I would have such a great orgasm on her girl-cock. I would cum with such an explosive force. She buried her shaft into me again and again. She plundered my backdoor. I loved it. I smiled as I savored her dick burying into me again and again. “Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Fuck me! Cum in me, Chloe!” “I will!” she gasped. “You feel so good. I love fucking assholes.” “Me, too!” I clenched tight about her futa-cock again. The pleasure swept over me. She buried into me, her crotch spanking my rump. That flare of pain joined the stimulation of her futa-cock pumping away at my bowels. As she pulled back, the friction surged through me. It hit that amazing peak. I came. My bowels writhed around her futa-cock as she buried back into me. My dick erupted. My cum splashed against the side of the couch. My pussy gushed juices that soaked my girl-balls. The rapture and delight swept through me. “Oh, fuck, yes!” I moaned, savoring the rapture and ecstasy surging through me. “Oh, wow, Sasha!” Chloe gasped. “That's so good.” “Cum in me!” I howled as she buried her futa-dick to the hilt in my spasming bowels. She squealed in delight. Hot cum pumped into my bowels. It was such a treat to enjoy. I loved every moment of it. My convulsing asshole milked her cock. She moaned as she pumped me full of her jizz. I hit the peak of my orgasm as her cum spurted over and over in me. I groaned, my thoughts buzzing for a moment longer. Then they cleared. I whimpered as she basted my bowels with her spunk. I turned my head, spotted my panties. Kendall and the MILFs moaned as they daisy-chained, lost to eating each other's pussies. Chloe panted, her final spurts of cum pumping into my bowels. She panted behind me, her futa-cock twitching in my asshole. “Mmm, that's what naughty futas get!” she pronounced and pulled her girl-dick out of me. The moment her dick sprang free, I acted. I burst from the couch, pushing her out of the way. She shouted as she fell on her rump. I snagged my panties off the carpet and rushed towards the front door. “After her!” Chloe shouted. I wrenched open the door and burst outside naked. I didn't care. My legs stretched out. I played softball. I ran all the time. I held nothing back as I raced for the safety of my house. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe Quick I gained my feet as Kendall, Mrs. Solomon, and Ms. Lyon struggled to stand up from their circle of pussy licking. I darted after Sasha. I burst outside and gaped. She was already across the front lawn and racing out into the street. “Stop! Stop!” I shouted and darted naked after the fleeing dickgirl. Sasha crossed the street in a second. She hit the sidewalk and raced past Mr. Solomon's house. By the time I reached the road, my bare feet smacking hard on the sun-warmed asphalt, Sasha had reached her lawn. I gasped as she leaped up onto the porch and then burst into the house. She slammed the front door behind her. “Panties, Miss Chloe!” Ms. Lyon shouted. I turned to see the three of them running after, Kendall at the lead. Ms. Lyon held my white, schoolgirl panties in her hand. I snatched them from her and the four of us ran across the street and down the sidewalk. “We can't let her get away!” I shouted as we charged onto Sasha's front lawn. Grass whipped at my feet. I scrambled up the porch, panting. A stitch formed in my side. I grabbed the doorknob and twisted. It didn't budge. Locked. I pounded on it hard and shouted in frustration. Why didn't my mind-controlling panties work on her? “We can't let her get away!” I shouted. “We have to get inside the house! Look for an open window!” The others moved around the house, looking at windows. I stood on the front porch, panting. This was so bad. She shouldn't steal from Mildred. I had to get those panties back. I couldn't believe I let her escape from the house. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sasha Ford What to do? I could hear Chloe and her mind-controlled sluts searching for a way into my house. A window rattled to my right, Kendall prying at it. Was the backdoor locked? I sprang through the living room, rushed through the kitchen, and reached it. I twisted the lock in time to see Mrs. Solomon moving through the backyard. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I muttered. I gripped my sodden boy shorts in my hand. Mildred would be coming back. She'd have Mrs. Quick with her. She also had Mr. Quick, Bryana, and Chloe's aunt mind-controlled, too. They were just across the street. I only had my mother and sister. “Dad!” I rushed up the stairs, an idea forming in my mind. A hope. We had to get out of here before Mildred got back. Maybe Chloe and I couldn't mind-control each other, but Mildred was the source of these powers. She had Chloe under her domination, and I didn't want to end up like that. I wanted to be the top queen. I burst onto the second floor and rushed to the master bedroom. I found my mother and the brat in a wild sixty-nine. Fawn, my little sister, was on top of our mother, face buried in mommy snatch. They feasted on each other with hunger. “Let's go!” I shouted. “Mom, grab your car keys. Get your phone. We're leaving. Heading to Dad's place.” “Right!” Fawn shouted and burst off of Mom. She scrambled off the bed and raced out of the room past me. “Where are you going?” I asked as she streaked past the stairs and headed into her room. “You told me to grab my phone,” she said. I meant that just for Mom, but whatever. Mom grabbed her phone and stood up. Then she grabbed her purse and looked inside. She plucked out her keys and dropped her purse. She headed for the door. “Wait, purse, too,” I said. “Have your wallet.” Should I get them clothed? How long would we have before they started breaking windows? Fuck clothes, I had my panties. If a cop pulled us over, he'd become my bitch. And if it was a female cop, well, she'd really become my bitch. My futa-dick throbbed at that, this naughty thrill racing through me. I darted ahead, Mom and my sister following me down the stairs. “No stopping unless I tell you,” I said. “Okay, Mom.” “Right,” she said. I reached the first floor, rounded the stairs, and rushed for the garage. Someone rattled another window. I burst into the garage. There was a shout outside, the words muffled. The vehicle's lights flicked on, illuminating Mom's gray Dodge Caravan. The lights flashed as the doors unlocked. I ran around and hopped into the passenger seat. Mom gained the driver seat and jammed the key, which was the end of her remote and not a real metal key. It worked off a chip. She turned it to start the engine while my little sister hopped in the back seat. “Let's go see Dad!” she cheered. Mom hit the garage door remote clipped to her sun visor. It clanged open. So slowly. My stomach churned as she put it in reverse. She peered behind her, looking so calm. Ms. Lyon appeared in the driveway, waving her hands to get us to stop. Mom just hit the accelerator and then the van rocketed off at the Black woman. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe Quick “They're going for the garage,” I shouted, spotting Sasha, her mother, and sister through the window all heading naked. “Don't let them escape!” I burst around the house, Ms. Lyon ahead of me. The sound of the garage door whirring open echoed through the neighborhood. I grinned as Ms. Lyon reached the driveway. She waved her arms, blocking them. “Got you!” I hissed in triumph as the garage doors clattered up. The gray minivan backed up right at Ms. Lyon. I waited for the minivan to come to halt. It didn't. I gasped, realizing that Sasha wasn't stopping. Worse, Ms. Lyon wasn't moving out of the way. Didn't she see the vehicle heading right for her? Why didn't she move...? “Get clear!” I shouted. “Move, Ms. Lyon!” She dove to the right. The van hurtled past her as she hit the grass and rolled. My heart beat so fast. Shakes gripped me. I stared in horror at Ms. Lyon getting up. I almost got her killed. My powers had kept her standing in the way. “You okay?” I squeaked, my stomach roiling. “Yeah,” she said and stood up. “But they're getting away.” The minivan raced down the street. “Someone get a car!” I spat. “We have to get after them!” Ms. Lyon rushed to her house to get her car. The minivan turned right and vanished out of the sight. It was a minute before Ms. Lyon's Honda backed out of her garage to come to pick us up. By then, it was too late. We'd lost Sasha. This empty feeling swelled in my stomach. I'd have to tell Mildred that we had lost Sasha and the panties. She must have stolen it from Mildred's house. I bit my lip and looked at my women, Ms. Lyon in her car, the rest of us standing naked on the street. People would start to stare at us. For once, I didn't feel like mind-controlling anyone. I clutched my sodden panties in my hand and headed up the street to Mildred's house. I figured that would be the best place to wait for her. My women followed. Luckily, Mildred left her house unlocked. We gathered in the living room. I was too anxious to sit down. I just wanted to run around in circles. I felt like I was waiting for my father to come home and discipline me when I'd been bad. Ooh, next time I saw Sasha, I would spank her so hard. I would personally make her ass glow red. She wouldn't distract me with her sexy talk and her tight asshole. Not one bit. I glanced at my phone, watching the minutes pass, and waited. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sasha Ford “You almost ran her over, Mom,” I said, trembling in the passenger seat. “I know,” Mom said, her face tight. “I'm glad she jumped clear.” “Yeah,” I nodded. We'd just made the right turn from our neighborhood and headed to the first intersection. We'd cross it and head towards the freeway. The light turned yellow. Then red. Mom wasn't slowing. Traffic crossed the intersection as Mom rushed forward to it. She hit the horn, honking it. My jaw dropped. She wasn't going to just run a red light? What was wrong with her. We hurtled towards it, my heart beating. “Mom!” I screeched. “Stop!” “Right!” She jammed on the brake pedal. The tires squealed. The van lurched to the side and came to a stop just at the intersection. White smoke drifted from the side, the scent of burning rubber filling up the car. “Mom?” I gaped at her. “You were going to run the red light.” “Well, you told me not to stop unless you said to.” She gave me this look of confusion. “I was just doing what you said.” “Fuck,” I muttered. “Drive us to dad and obey all the traffic laws, okay.” “That does seem safer,” she said, smiling. “If that's what you want, honey.” I closed my eyes. I really, really had to be careful about what I said. If I told someone to go jump off a bridge, they'd do it. I didn't want that. I just wanted to have the fun of dominating women and fucking them. I didn't want to hurt anyone. The light turned green. The minivan accelerated smoothly ahead. Mom hummed as she turned on the radio. She put it on a station playing eighties classics, her head bobbing along to the music. I was so shaken up, I didn't complain once about having to listen to Flock of Seagulls. “So, what are we going to do at Dad's?” Fawn asked. “Mom is going to apologize for kicking dad out by sucking his cock.” “Yep.” Mom nodded. “I overreacted. It's all that slut Danielle Solomon's fault. I should have been angry at her and not your father.” “That's right. Dad can fuck all the women he wants. Just like me.” As my shock bled away, excitement grew. I didn't like men sexually, but I did love my dad. He was great. Taught me to play baseball. We used to watch every game. He would even take me to one at least once a month. He deserved to enjoy Mom and Fawn just like me. If there was one person in the world I could share things with, it was Dad. Besides, watching Mr. Quick fuck his daughter Bryana on my drone's camera feed had been so hot. And he'd know what to do about Mildred. With his help, I could figure out a way to not have to worry about her power. I just knew Dad would have ideas. He always did. He was just the best. I couldn't wait for us to be a family again. It would be so awesome. I couldn't wait. Sharing my mom and little sister with him would be so hot. We could slide our cocks into their holes, double-fucking them, playing with them. We'd have such a wild time. It would be just so hot to do that to them. I pictured my little sister on her hands and knees as she sucked Dad's cock and I fucked her from behind, just slamming into her pussy. Then we could swap, and she could suck my dick clean while taking Dad's dick. I could pound Mom in the ass while Dad fucked her pussy. She would be sandwiched between us, gasping and moaning as our balls smacked into her flesh and her holes clenched down on our big dicks. She'd scream her head off in delight. I smiled as all these naughty ideas spilled through me. I shuddered, my dick growing hard again. As we pulled on to the freeway, we had an hour's drive ahead of us, I looked over my shoulder and said, “Fawn, get that cute ass up here. I want to feel your butt on my dick.” “Right!” she said and undid her seat belt. “Be careful,” Mom said. “This really isn't safe.” “Fuck safe,” I muttered as my little sister climbed over the center console and ended up before me. I pushed back my seat all the way, my cock thrusting up hard before her. She shifted into place and then sank her rump down. I groaned as her butt-cheek nudged into my dick. Her silky flesh caressed it. she shifted over some, guiding my tip to her crack. “Mmm, let's get that in my butt,” Fawn moaned, shifting as Mom drove us down the freeway, changing lanes to get in the HOV lane on the far right side. “There we are.” Fawn's asshole pressed against my cock. The car hit a bump. She gasped and fell backward. In a second, my cock buried to the hilt in her tight, hot bowels. I groaned as I felt her all around me, engulfing me. “Fuck!” I gasped. “Shit!” Fawn moaned. It was so incredible to feel my little sister's asshole around my futa-cock. I hugged my arms around her body and held her against my small tits. She squirmed, her strawberry-blonde hair sweeping about her face and brushing mine. Her bowels clenched around me. The vibrations of the car shifted her around my girl-dick in exciting ways. I savored the delight. My hands slid up to her round breasts and squeezed them tight. I gripped them, kneading them as her bowels clenched about my girl-dick. “Oh, that's so good,” she moaned as she wiggled back and forth. “Mmm, you got a really big dick, you know that?” “Glad you're liking it,” I muttered, my dick throbbing in her asshole. “Loving it!” she moaned. I nuzzled into her strawberry-blonde hair to kiss at my little sister's neck. I nibbled and sucked on her, so eager to give her a hickey. She moaned and squirmed, her bowels squeezing about my throbbing futa-dick as she did. I kneaded her tits, loving the feel of her squirming on me. She felt so incredible. My fingers slid up her perky tits to their pinnacles. I grasped her nipples. Pinched them. Twisted them. Her bowels clenched down around me. I reveled in that hot and velvety embrace, the ache building at the tip of my cock. My balls brimmed with a load of cum that would burst out of me. This exciting explosion of delight that would consume me. Her asshole squeezed about my futa-dick as she bucked and squirmed on the seat. Her moans echoed through the air. “Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Ooh, Mistress, I like that. I like that a lot!” “Are you going to make me cum with that tight asshole of yours?” “Yes!” she squealed. “I'm going to make you cum so hard. You're going to pump so much spunk into my asshole. It'll be wonderful.” “Good!” I sucked harder on her neck as she squirmed. Her butt-cheeks felt so wonderful on my crotch. Juices leaked out of her. They dribbled down her taint to my cock buried in her asshole. They leaked down to my balls. They felt so wonderful on me. I groaned, loving the feel of her excitement slowly drenching my nutsack. I slid my right hand down her stomach to investigate her juicy pussy. I brushed her naval, pausing to swirl my digit around in her bellybutton. She squealed and bucked on me. Her moans echoed through the car. “You two are having so much fun,” Mom said. “Makes me wish I didn't have to drive.” “You're going to have plenty of fun when we get to Dad's,” I promised her, my dick throbbing in my sister's bowels. “Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Fawn. “We're going to have a blast!” I grinned and shoved my hand down to her shaved pussy. I cupped her hot flesh. I rubbed at my little sister's twat. Her juices coated my fingers. She moaned and clenched her bowels around my futa-dick. The friction transformed into the bliss that bled down my cock to my own pussy. I explored my little sister's pussy lips. I felt her labia. Stroked up to her clit. She moaned and bucked as I diddled her little bud. I rubbed that bud in slow circles. She moaned and shuddered. She squirmed on me, her bowels clenching about my dick. It felt incredible. A heady rush that swept through me. I groaned, savoring it. My fingers thrust into her cunt. She gasped even louder. Her pussy gripped my digits. I felt my own cock through her walls. I wiggled my fingers around in her while the heel of my hand ground on her clit. “Mistress!” she gasped. “Oh, Mistress, yes!” Fawn's moans echoed through the car. They were so excited to hear from my little sister's mouth. I reveled in them as I kept pumping my fingers in and out of her twat. Her juices coated them. Her hot flesh gripped them. Her hair tossed more. She bucked on my lap, sliding her asshole an inch or two up my dick before she slammed back down. I drank in the friction, loving it. She grabbed the dashboard, moaning and gasping. “Mistress!” she howled. Her asshole went wild around my dick. Her pussy spasmed around my fingers. “Yes!” I reveled in the feel of her holes going wild. My back arched as her bowels sucked at my dick. Her hot and velvety tunnel massaged my cock. The pleasure rose and rose towards the pinnacle of exploding out of me. I thrust my fingers in and out of her climaxing twat, reveling in the feel of her. Her moans screeched through the car. Her asshole kept rippling about me. Sucking at me. The pressure swelled at the tip of my cock. There was no holding back. “You bratty, little sister, yes!” I hissed. “You're my cum-dumpster!” “Yours!” she moaned. I erupted. My futa-cock unloaded spurt after spurt of cum into her twat. I shuddered, basting her bowels with my futa-seed. My cum rushed out of my balls and fired into the spasming depths of her anal sheath. Her asshole milked me. Sucked at me. “Fuck!” I moaned, my pussy convulsing. I soaked the car seat with my cream gushing out of me. She spasmed on me, cumming with me. Her juices soaked my balls as I unloaded all my futa-cum into her. I basted her. I filled her to the brim with my spunk. My eyes fluttered. I sucked in such deep breaths. “Mistress!” my little sister moaned as she wrung my futa-dick dry. My girl-balls dumped the last of my spunk into her bowels. “Ooh, this is the best way to ride in a car.” “Yes!” I groaned and leaned back. That killed about twenty minutes of the drive to Dad's. I smiled, feeling her asshole still around my cock. That wonderful sheath would make me feel amazing the entire way there. I hugged her tight to me, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the perks my stolen panties had given me. “Let's do some ass to pussy,” I told my sister. “Doesn't that sound just like the nastiest and kinkiest thing that we can do?” My little sister squeezed her bowels around my cock. “Yes, Mistress! I want that so much! Let me use my pussy to wash your dick clean! Ooh, yes, that'll be hot!” “Yes, it will,” I groaned, loving her enthusiasm. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mildred Dean I drove as fast as I could back to my house, my stomach squirming. Had the mysterious P given out more panties than just to me, or had Sasha Ford stolen a pair from me. I should have three more pairs of panties in my closet. It took twenty minutes to rush across the town from the suburb where Elouise lived. She and her daughter sat in the backseat, Mrs. Quick in the passenger seat beside me. I hated feeling this way. The anxiety that had made me terrified to try out to new places, to do much more than to go to church and work, rose in me. My futa-dick had liberated me from these feelings. Now they were coming back. I hated it. I didn't want to be that way again. Weak and helpless. I gripped my steering wheel in a sweaty grip and made the last turn. I drove down the street I lived on. I passed the Quicks' house and then reached my own. “That's Sasha's house,” Mrs. Quick said, pointing to the one across the street from mine. The garage door was open. “How could she know about them?” I muttered as I turned into my driveway. I hit the button on my sun visor. My garage door clattered open. “I have no idea,” Mrs. Quick said. “But Sasha Ford is a brat. She's always causing problems. Likes to spy through windows. She's a tomboy, so she was always climbing over fences into people's backyards. Never liked that my daughter, Bryana, was friends with her.” “Did Bryana tell her?” I wondered. “But how would she know there were these panties?” “Maybe Chloe?” suggested Mrs. Quick as I parked my car in the garage. The door rumbled close behind us. “You did send her out to have fun.” I sighed. Chloe was such a bright and trusting girl. “Yeah, that might be it.” I climbed out of my car and rushed around it. I burst into the living room. Chloe and three others were naked in there. I hardly glanced at them, ignoring Chloe's cry of my name, and ran for the stairs. I raced up them two at a time. I burst onto the second floor and rushed for my bedroom door. Already my stomach sank. My louvered closet door was open, the lid of a clothing box lying on the ground. I reached it and sighed. Sasha Ford had stolen one pair from me. I grabbed the other two boxes. I opened them. The first contained a pair of black satin panties that were cut high on the waist. An elegant pair of panties. The other was black with red lace and no crotch. I already knew who I wanted to give this pair to. “The boy shorts,” I muttered. They were perfect for a tomboy, weren't they? But Sasha wasn't under my mind-control powers. I sighed and headed downstairs where everyone was waiting. Mrs. Quick was introducing Elouise and her daughter to the three I didn't know, though I recognized the busty, tan woman as the trophy wife who lived in the house next door to Sasha's. “You must be Mildred,” the busty woman said and rushed to me. She hugged me. “Young Chloe has told me all about you!” “Yeah,” I said, this rush of heat rippling through me. “You're the woman who lives next to Sasha.” “That nasty brat,” hissed the woman. “She blames me for her parents getting a divorce. It's not my fault her father couldn't say no to me.” “I knew it!” Mrs. Quick said. “And what about my husband? Have you ever fucked her, Danielle?” “No.” Danielle pulled from me, her large tits swaying. “But not from lack of trying. You really stepped up your game, Dianne. You must have been giving it to him that pussy left and right for him to turn me down.” “I was,” said Mrs. Quick. She was already naked. So was Elouise and young Christabella. The reverend's wife had her hand on the Black girl's hip, pale skin contrasting with the mocha-brown look. She wasn't as dark as the other woman I didn't know. “This is Ms. Lyon,” Chloe said, introducing the Black woman. “And I nailed Mrs. Solomon, too,” the girl added, motioning to the brunette and busty Danielle. “I stole her from her husband and made her mine. Then I made her fall in love with Ms. Lyon on accident.” “We're getting married,” Ms. Lyon said. She came up beside Danielle and thrust her hand forward. “Hi, I'm Alesha. I've heard so much about you. I'm so eager to get to know you.” I nodded, my eyes flicking up her dark body. She looked so sexy pressed up against Danielle's busty form. The two were just scrumptious together. My cock throbbed and ached as this wicked smile swelled up my lips. “Well, Chloe, you were busy,” I said. “I was.” Then her expression fell. “Sorry for letting Sasha escape. She tricked me. She got me to fuck her ass and after I came in her...” The girl gave a helpless shrug. I listened to her talking about what had happened. This would be a problem. Worse, I didn't even know if my panties would work on Sasha or not. This was just a mess. I sighed and looked around the room. “So, any idea where she went?” I asked. “No,” Chloe said. “She could have gone anywhere, right?” “Maybe her father's house,” said Mrs. Quick. “They were always close.” “Okay, and where does he live?” Chloe shifted and Mrs. Quick gave a helpless shrug. She then shot Danielle a questioning, almost accusatory, glance. The tanned beauty said, “What? I fucked him a few times around the neighborhood. I had no interest in having a relationship with him. It's his own fault for letting his wife find out. Tabitha is a real uptight bitch.” Mrs. Quick shook her head in complete disagreement. “Tabitha is a wonderful woman. She had every right to kick him to the curb for cheating on her. He ran off.” “Ran off to where?” I asked. “I think he lives an hour or more away.” “Great,” I muttered. “How did she even know about this? Did you tell her, Chloe?” Chloe shook her head. “I just saw her playing with her drone when I went...” She groaned. “She had a drone with a camera on it. I bet she was spying on us.” Chloe glanced at the window. “I thought I saw something out there, but we were having so much fun.” “That sounds like Sasha,” Mrs. Quick said. “Well, that really, really sucks.” I drew in a deep breath. “Now what?” “Well...” Chloe grabbed the Black girl from Elouise, the reverend's wife yelping in annoyance, and dragged the girl before me. She had small tits like Chloe and a cute body. “This is Kendall. She's a virgin. I kept Sasha from popping her cherry. That's how I figured out she was a spy. No one who thought you were the best would ever have taken this treat from you.” My futa-cock throbbed and ached. I stared at Kendall as this ripple of hunger shot through me. I wiggled my hips back and forth, my girl-dick throbbing and aching. I flicked my gaze up and down her sexy body. “So... you're a virgin?” She nodded. “Chloe wants you to have it. And that sounds amazing.” She grabbed my futa-cock through my skirt. “Please, please say that you'll pop my cherry and make me explode. I promise you that it'll be the best experience of your life. You'll be gasping and cumming and feeling so great your blood will boil. My futa-dick lurched in my panties. My pussy clenched and my girl-balls swelled with a load of cum. Sasha Ford was out there, causing problems, but she'd have to wait until we could figure out what to do about her. And until then... “Strip me,” I moaned. To be continued...

_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I grew up in an overly religious conservative family. I was only allowed to watch certain shows, certain movies only listen to certain weird music. I had to go to church every sunday and never asked questions about any of the weird stuff ffrom my childhood like the restrictions until when the election happened. it was my first real vote and i wanted it to matter. I hated the jerk who was in office but my family and church supported him. so I started asking my family why we supported...that man. I'd ask questions and like always any questions I asked were shut down with "do as your told" and "respect your elders, child..." Once I turned 18 I started really wanting to experience everything other girls my age and younger was. Just me and friends talking about sex resulted in me getting a three hour lecture from my mother, a screaming hour from my father and even spanked by him. Did I mention I was over 18? But I didn't resist. I never did when i was spanked. My friends say the "cult" was making me submissive but i don't know if that was all true it was partly the religion but also part me. Maybe, the cult was taking advantage and strengthening something that was already there. I was also timid and never liked to say no if asked for favors. I don't know because honestlyi never got to have a mind of my own. The urge to move was already there for a few months and lucky for me I have great friends who all have been super supportive. I finally moved out when I was supposed to go to prom a few months ago. Everything was set up i was looking for a date a month before and that's when my parents told me I couldn't go and that was that...I screamed and told them they couldn't do this. My mother then said the old phrase "you live under our roof" and that was it. I went into my room and packed the few things that were mine. Unfortunately at this point, it was almost midnight and I didn't wanna wake and bother any of my friends so I grabbed my bookbag and my gym bag full of my clothes and walked out to the living room. "You will never make it out there alone" "You are breaking your father's heart" "You are going against our faith" everything was just words at that point and I walked out and suddenly I was alone....and the only place I could go was my neighbors and that may be a bad idea...but its the only idea I had... I walked across the driveway and under the trees and i saw the light flashing from Mike's tv through the window. Every other room in their house was off, which meant his parents were sleeping. I knocked on his window gently. He appeared in front of it and opened it slowly. I stood outside shivering as he looked me over before saying anything. "Kelsie, what are you doing here?" He asked which was a valid question because even though we were neighbors we had nothing in common. We were both in the same grade but lived very different lives Especially considering rumors are he deals drugs and was caught having sex with a few different girls a month but he always seemed nice when he did see me even if he was checking me out. I thought maybe he'd be able to give me a ride to a friend's house. "I need a huge favor," I whispered so as not to wake his parents. "I need a ride." I could see the smile in the darkness when he gave a big wide grin. "I'll get my keys and meet you by my car..." With that the window was closed. I really hoped Jess was awake. She had told me over and over i can go to her whenever but I also knew she was a bitch when she was woken up. **** We sat in his car as he headed down the street and looked me over in the corner of his eye. "You always go out in pajamas?" He asked. I realized I walked out after packing in silk pink shorts with rabbits on them and a red hoodie over a white t-shirt with no bra. "I had enough and I left in a hurry," I told him still feeling brave and not horrified at the fact i was completely on my own. "Woah really? You okay?" he asked. I looked over at him and nodded determined to continue feeling good. "Oh yeah, I'm great. Finally, I can do what I want." "The world is your oyster, baby," he laughed. " Finally open yourself up to new things. Good for you...I always thought it was a little weird how religious your family is," he said matter of factly. That stung a little but I mean he was right it was weird but did that mean he was calling me weird? I lowered my head and went quiet. I felt something and looked down his hand was on my knee and he was rubbing it softly. I swallowed hard not sure if i wanted to stop him or not, not sure if i liked it or not. I remained still continuing to stare ahead as he rubbed up my knee. "What's first on your list? Probably get a job right?" he asked leaving his hand rubbing my knee. It almost felt soothing. "Nope I already have one I've been working for a year and a half. Thats one good thing," i told him. "Well look at you such a good girl," he teased. Those words do something to me. Ever since my dad called me a good girl ever since I was little or one of the elders at church. I just felt beaming with pride and at the same time i liked how it made me feel when I was a good girl. "I am a good girl," i told him. "Just on my terms." I saw Jess's house down the street and pointed it out to him before he turned to the side of the road and turned the car off before turning to me. I just looked at him confused. "speaking of terms...this ride was under my terms..." "I don't understand," I told him. "Ever hear cash grass or ass? Well i'll be nice and settle for a blowjob...or you can get out and walk that hot little ass down the street in those little silk shorts." "but someone may see me walking....but...i never did.....that....before" I said looking down as he was undoing his seatbelt and then his belt and pulled his jeans down. The first penis I've ever seen except for my fathers. I just stared at it in the darkness. I could see how long it was even in the dimmed car. Mike moved his hand from my knee to the bath of my head and strokes my hair. "Come on be a good girl....on my terms and suck my cock for the ride," he half demanded putting pressure on the back of my head. I wanted to stop him and say no but I didn't want to upset him because he did drive me and everything and he was being nice to me. Maybe I should be nice to him...Then I thought about my parents and that made me angry and wanting to show them. I opened my lips and let him guide my mouth down until I felt the warm head of his cock between my lips. I reached over and started rubbing his cock feeling my first. I didn't have much change to do anything else as he pushed my head down making me gag and slapping at his legs and the steering wheel my mouth impaled on his cock. His hand wrapped in my hair pulled me off and i gasped and inhaled and exhaled as much as i could before he pushed me back down on his massive cock. "that's it, baby. Holy shit if I knew you'd be this easy i'd have done this forever ago. keep sucking I'm almost there" Almost there? I wondered as I started bobbing my head on my own gagging but getting use to it as i started tasting the goo (precum) coming from his dick as I sucked. I saw a flash and looked up his dick still in my mouth. "Say cheese," he said his cell phone snapping a picture just as he threw his head back and forced my head down more not letting me up as he exploded thick gooey cum into my throat. I could feel it jumping and pumping more and more out. It jumped like 7 times. He pulled me off and i held my mouth breathing heavily. He turned the car light on and looked at me eying me, taunting me with just his look. "WOW didn't spill a drop...few starters can do that," he said turning the key and turning the light back off as he pulled back on the road his dick still out. "You ever need a ride same price, that sexy mouth," he said pulling into Jess's driveway. "and don't worry that picture is only for me, he promised but seeing his smile i didn't buy it for a second. I jumped out of the car and raced toward Jess's front porch and rang the doorbell.

When Cindy Adams entered the room she shared with her twin sister Amy, she was lying naked on the big bed with her legs spread wide apart. She had both her hands tucked in between her legs, rubbing her shaved cunny as hard as she could. Cindy liked to watch her sister masturbating almost as much as she liked doing it herself. Amy fiddled with her clitty with one hand while she poked a finger of the other in and out of her cunny hole. Cindy slipped her hand up underneath her dress, and down the front of her underwear; so she could feel her own naked cunny, while she watched her sister masturbate. Amy's slim hips jerked up and down faster and faster as she started to come. Shortly, her jerks became almost frantic, as she reached her climax. As she relaxed afterwards, the sweet sexy girl opened her eyes, and saw her sister standing beside the bed. The hot sexy girl smiled lazily up at her twin and said, "Wow, that was a good one, Sis!" "It sure looked like it," replied her sister, "What were you imagining?" "Oh Uncle John is coming to visit for a couple of days, and I was thinking what fun we could have with him." "But we don't even know if he would fool around," commented Cindy, as she climbed on the bed beside her sister. "I know," sighed Amy, "But he's so handsome. Maybe Daddy could ask him." "But if he didn't want to he might be all mad and Daddy would get into trouble. We'll have to try and see, ourselves. Remember how we let Daddy see us all naked and playing with our cunnies? His cock got all nice and hard and big and he let us play with it. Maybe we could do it with Uncle John too." "We'll have to be careful," suggested Amy, "We'll just let him see us with no clothes on first and watch and see if his cock gets hard. Then maybe we can get him to play naughty games with us!" While they were talking, Cindy had pulled her skirt up around her waist, slipped her underwear down, let her legs flop to the sides, and spread her cunny open. She was lazily rubbing the bump of her clitty, while Amy let her cum juices dribble out of her open hole when their brother Billy, went by the door of the room and looked in. Seeing both his sisters lying side by side on their bed with their private parts exposed, he entered the room. "Mind if I watch?" he asked, smiling. The two girls smiled back, as the older brother unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock; already hard and poking out towards them. "How about you jerking off right into my mouth and giving me a nice drink of hot cum, straight from the tap?" suggested Amy, opening her mouth and sticking out her tongue. "Ooo, sounds like fun!" giggled Cindy, "I want to watch all that lovely stuff come squirting out and then I'll lick Amy's cunny so you can both have a really good cum." Billy took off his clothes and straddled his sister's chest. His cock was fairly good sized for his age. Nearly six inches long, and about three quarters of an inch across, with just some tufts of hair at the base. He pointed it at his sister's face and began to masturbate while the girl cuddled his balls and her twin sister watched. "Let me suck it and lick it a little," pleaded Amy. So Billy lifted up and pushed forward, so that his sister could reach his cock with her tongue. The sexy girl licked and lapped at the head, while the brother continued to rub the shaft up and down, faster and faster. When he grunted, "Now!" Amy opened her mouth wide, and put her tongue out as far as she could and held it just under the head of her brother's cock. The spurts of Billy's thick cream cum squirted onto his sister's tongue, covering the pale pink with a coating of white, then sliding gently into her open mouth to make room for more. Amy gave a gurgle of delight as her mouth filled up with her brother's semen as the brother continued to masturbate. Once the thick gooey spurts had stopped, Amy licked the last dribbles off his cock, and slurped the loads of sperm into her mouth; savoring the rich flavor, before gulping down the rich sauce greedily. "You like that stuff, don't you," observed Billy, as he watched his sister licking her lips to get the last traces. "Sure do," said Amy, as her sister knelt between her open legs and began licking all over her spread open cunny, making the pink lips wet and shiny. The brother watched one sister lapping at her twin's hole and his cock started to get hard again. He moved behind Cindy, and lifted her skirt up over her back, so he could see her cunt poking out from between her legs towards him. Then he reached down between her legs and fondled her smooth wet cunt. Cindy wiggled her bum a little, and spread her legs some more, to allow her brother easier access. Billy knelt behind his sister and rubbed his cock up and down her crack. "That's a nice hole, Sis," he said, "Wouldn't you like to have something thick and hard inside it?" Cindy looked around briefly. "Sure would," she said. "I get to lick Billy's cum out of your hole," said Amy. Billy and Cindy both laughed. "Not full yet?" asked Billy as he rubbed his cock up and down his sister's cunt slit and slipped it gently inside her. "I never get enough cum, you know that," laughed Amy as Billy began thrusting back and forth into her sister's cunny. "I'm glad to hear that," said an older man's voice from the doorway, "Because I've got a whole lot, if you want it!" "Daddy's home!" exclaimed Amy. Billy looked around, to see their father enter the room and take off his suit jacket, shirt and tie. "Hi Daddy," he said, not stopping his slow thrusts into his sister's tight hole. "Having fun?" their father asked, standing next to the bed so Amy could reach up and undo his belt and trousers. "You bet, Daddy," she replied, "Billy jerked off into my mouth; and then when Cindy started licking my cunny, his cock got hard again so he could fuck her. I bet your cock is nice and big and hard too, isn't it Daddy?" While saying this, Amy was busy unzipping her father's trousers and pulling down his underpants. Their father's thick eight inch cock waved in the air, poking up and out towards her, as he kicked the last of his clothes off. Amy grasped her father's erection and urged him closer to her, hefting his big testicles and fondling them. "I'm going to drink all the cum out of these big balls of yours, Daddy!" she announced, "I'll suck this big thing and play with it till it squirts me a mouthful!" Her father laughed. "My kitten daughter loves her cream, doesn't she?" Amy looked up at him and nodded, as she began licking the bulbous head of his cock. Then she stretched her sexy mouth wide open so she could get the big helmet-shaped head inside. Amy used both hands to masturbate the thick shaft, because neither one would go around it properly. Amy had done it this way, as long as she could remember. Harry Adams hefted his balls and cuddled them, while his daughter sucked his cock and masturbated him. The man was glad he had found his daughters and son all naked on the twins' big bed. He liked to watch them having sex together. Sometimes he would just quietly masturbate while his offspring played with each other's private parts, sucking and fucking one another; and then tell them when he was ready to come. Amy, of course, loved to drink his cum, but so did Billy. Cindy liked him to squirt his cum all over her, especially onto her cunny; which she would hold wide open so the spurts would go right up inside her hole. Then Amy and Billy would lick their father's cum off their sister. So it really depended on what they were doing to each other when he was ready to come, where he squirted his thick semen. Right now, he watched Cindy licking the pink cunny of her twin sister, while her brother fucked her from behind. He had a big load of cum in his balls today. At lunchtime, he'd gone down to the outdoor swimming pool and watched all the young ladies and gentlemen swimming. Some of the girls' bathing suits clung to their mature bodies so well when they got wet, that Harry could see every detail of their cunny mounds and the vertical slit indentation of their cracks. Harry always stood by the slide so he could get a good look at them, as each one waited for her turn. Harry loved watching, and he thought of how lovely the girls had looked as his sexy daughter sucked his cock and used both her soft hands to masturbate him. He knew it wouldn't be long before he came, because Amy sucked on his cock so well. He slipped a finger down and twiddled her clitty while Cindy licked at her sister's hole. Billy stroked his cock faster into his sister while he watched her twin sucking off their father. He could tell from her movements and the spasms in her warm cunny that Cindy was coming, and he suddenly reached his peak too. "I'm cumming!" he grunted, and felt the squirts of cum shooting deep into his sister's throbbing hole. Cindy wiggled her bum, to feel her brother's cum squirting into her even better, while Harry asked Amy, "Are you ready for your drink of cream, Kitten?" Amy looked up at him, her mouth full of the head of his cock, and nodded. "I'll pump it all out, Honey, you can cuddle my balls and make them make more cream for you if you want to," he told her. Amy let go of her father's erection. She caressed his huge testicles as he began stroking his cock up and down, while she continued to lick on the head. Harry looked down at his daughter as the first squirt of cum spurted out and into her mouth. He always loved the ecstatic expression on her face as she tasted the first spurts of his cum. She gurgled a little, and opened her mouth wider and held it up so the rest of his cum could fill it right up before she would have to swallow. He pulled back a little and watched the cum squirting in thick creamy gushes out of his cock and straight into his daughter’s wide open mouth. The white lake in her mouth got deeper and then filled it right up. She looked up at him and swallowed quickly, gulping down his semen quickly and opening her mouth for more as quickly as she could. She was so quick she only missed one squirt, and that hit her lips and dribbled into her mouth when she opened it again. Harry filled her mouth a second time and then his cock stopped shooting. Amy licked her lips to get the last and washed the warm creamy soup around in her mouth to get as much flavor out of it as possible before she swallowed it. The taste of her father's cum and Cindy's licking at her hole, was enough to make her cum. She shivered and shook as her cunny spasmed and jerked, then relaxed. As Billy pulled his softening cock out of Cindy's hole Amy looked up at her sister and reminded her, "Don't forget I get to eat Billy's cum out of your hole!" Cindy grinned and straddled her sister's upturned face; looking down between her spread-open legs as Amy licked greedily at the entrance to her cunny hole. Billy's cum dribbled out in thick globs; and Amy slurped them up as they appeared in Cindy's vaginal opening; smacking her lips at the taste. When they were all lying on the bed together relaxing, Amy and Cindy asked their Daddy about their Uncle John, who was to visit them for the weekend. "Do you think he would like to fool around with us?" Cindy asked her Daddy. "I don't know," he replied, "We'll have to be careful not to let him know too much about what we do together before we know what he's thinking - he might think it was wrong." "I know," said Amy, "Cindy and me can let him see our cunts , sort of by accident, and we'll see if his cock gets hard and it he keeps looking at us." "That might work," replied her father, "Oh yes, he's bringing your cousin Carl with him." Carl and they had not seen him for several years. "I'll look after him," said Billy, "I bet I can find some videos he'd like to have a look at." The others laughed. The family had an extensive collection of everything from nudist camps sucking off their pets. They were playing in the pool the next day, when a car came down the lane and stopped. "Look, it's Uncle John and Carl!" announced Amy excitedly. They ran to greet the visitors. Since it was a hot day they all decided to go for a swim. After a while, Billy and Carl went inside. The others stayed by the pool. Billy and Carl changed into their bathing suits. Then Billy suggested that Carl look at some of his collection of comics. He didn't want to scare his cousin off by showing him a dirty video right away, not until he knew if he might like that sort of thing, anyway. But in the middle of the comic pile were a couple of underground ones, that showed drawings of men with cum squirting out of their big erections, and sexy girls with big naked tits and bare, spread-open cunts. Billy pretended to be reading one of his own but watched to see which ones Carl seemed interested in. He leafed through several and then found one of the good ones. When he found one of the dirty drawings he glanced over to see if Billy was looking, but he seemed not to be noticing. Carl became absorbed in the comic, looking carefully at all the drawings of the girls lying back holding their cunts open wide, and the men putting their huge erections inside them, or letting the teens suck their cocks. He squeezed his cock, since looking at the pictures had given him a stiff erection. Billy pretended to notice what his cousin was looking at. "That's a different one, eh?" he said, "I wonder if the guy that draws them gets the girls to lie down and hold their pussies open while he draws them. I'd like to have a job like that! Or how about drawing a guy with a big hard-on like that one - how long do you think he'd have to keep it up before the drawing would be finished?" "I dunno," replied Carl, "Do you think his models really have cocks that big? They look about a foot long!" Billy pulled a book out from under his bed. "I've got some pictures of guys with their cocks showing, and girls showing their naked cunts," he said, "Let's see if they're like the ones in the drawings." He flopped onto the bed with the book and Carl lay beside him, both half on their sides facing each other. The book had color pictures of naked men and women in all sorts of sexy poses and sex acts with each other. The two looked at the pictures closely, commenting on the models. Billy slipped his hand down the front of his bathing suit and adjusted his cock. "My cock gets really big when I look at these pictures," he said. "So does mine," replied Carl, putting his hand inside his own trunks and feeling his stiff erection. The two of them left their hands inside their bathing suit and felt their cocks while they looked at some more of the pictures. Billy looked at the way the bump under Carl's bathing suit was moving up and down, and knew he was beginning to masturbate. He started moving his own hand up and down on his stiff cock. "Mmmm," he sighed, and Carl looked down at him. "Are you doing it?" he asked. "Yeah, are you doing it to yours?" replied Billy. "Sure am," replied the other boy, "Feels good, doesn't it." "Sure does," said Billy, "Do you do it a lot?" "Yeah," answered his cousin, "Every night at least once and during the day too." "Me too," said Billy, "I like to watch the cream come out, do you?" Carl nodded. The two were masturbating faster now as they talked about how good it felt. "Hey," said Billy, "If we come like this we'll make a mess inside our bathing suits." He took a few sheets from the box of tissues and placed them in between him and Carl. "We can do it on these," he said, and began slipping his bathing suit down. "What if someone comes in?" asked Carl, looking at the door. "Don't worry," replied Billy, "Nobody will - they're all out by the pool." He pushed his bathing suit down around his thighs. Carl stared at his cousin's erection while he continued to rub his own. "You've got a nice big one," he said. "Let's see yours," said Billy as he began masturbating again. Carl slid his bathing suit down like Billy had done. "There," he said, showing off his cock. "That's a nice one too," said Billy, "Let's put them together and see whose is bigger." The two of them held their cocks at the base and put them alongside each other. "Yours is a little bigger," said Billy, "but you're older than I am," and he rubbed his cock along the shaft of his cousin's. Carl said, "That feels funny!" as both stroked the heads of their cocks against the other's shaft, then rubbed the head with the sensitive head of their own. "That's even nicer," said Billy, "I'm going to come soon." "Me too," said Carl, "I'm going to come just by rubbing our things together." He grunted a little as his cock jerked and a blob of semen jetted out and splashed on the head of Billy's cock. "Hey, that feels nice," cried Billy, "Keep doing it!" The he stroked his hand up and down his cock as Carl grabbed the shaft of his cock and began masturbating quickly, stroking the thick spurts of cum out onto the other’s throbbing cock. "Oh, that feels great," grunted Billy. His hand and his cock were covered with his cousin's warm cream, the sticky, slippery stuff letting his hand slide up and down it better as he masturbated faster. Just as Carl finished Billy cried, "I'm going to do it too!" and he held his cock so his cum splashed onto his cousin's cock, sliding his hand up and down to get as much pleasure as he could from masturbating. When they had both finished coming, they wiped the cum off their cocks and hands, then cleaned themselves up with the tissues. "Wow, that was a good one," exclaimed Carl, "Have you ever done it with another guy like that before?" "Yeah," said Billy, "Have you?" "No," replied his cousin, "but it sure felt nice." "Maybe we can do it tonight - you're supposed to sleep on that rollaway cot over there, but my bed's plenty big," offered Billy. "Sure," Carl nodded as they pulled up their bathing suits and went outside. The others were in swimming. The two girls splashed their uncle and rubbed their slim young sexy bodies against his as they played at catching each other. Amy clutched him in pretended terror and gasped, "Oh, Uncle John, save me from her! Don't let her get me!" She clung to him and rubbed her body down his front, feeling the firmness of his muscular body against her and slipping one leg in between his to get even closer. She could feel his cock begin to thicken and press against her belly as Cindy came up to him and squeezed herself against him from behind, pressing her belly against his firm bum. John felt his cock getting hard because of the two girls rubbing themselves against him, and was afraid they might be shocked if they knew the effect they were having on him. He gently pushed them away and they dove into the water and away from him, as he adjusted his cock inside his bathing suit. "His cock was getting all hard," Amy whispered to Cindy, "I could feel it moving!" After a while they got out of the pool, and lay in the sun to dry off. Amy and Cindy lay side by side on their sun beds, while Harry and his brother sat in lounge chairs off to one side. "Can we take our tops off and get a nice tan, Daddy?" asked Amy. "Oh yes, can we Daddy?" begged Cindy. "Well, I don't know, Honey, we have guests today, we wouldn't want to embarrass your uncle, now would we?" "Don't worry about me," said John, "You go ahead if you want to." "Anyway," giggled Cindy, "we don't have anything to be embarrassed about, really. We have big puffy nipples, see?" and she sat up and took off her top. John Adams looked at his slim beautiful nieces in their bikini bottoms and thought how sexy they girls looked. "Do they usually sunbathe topless?" he asked his brother. Harry nodded. "Yes, as they say, they haven't really got anything to hide yet. And sometimes when they're here by themselves they take their bikini bottoms off too and get an all- over tan. We're so private here, no one can see them anyway." "What about you?" asked John, lifting his knees to hide the fact that his cock was getting hard. He didn't want to embarrass the girls. "Do you get an all-over tan?" "Sometimes, especially when we're going to go for our holidays at the nudist camp," smiled Harry, noting the way his brother was sitting and realizing the reason for it. His own cock was hardening and he pulled his knees up and slipped his hand inside his bathing suit to adjust his cock so it lay up along his stomach. "What if you get a hard-on? What would your girls think of that?" asked his brother, gazing at the two girls. Harry laughed. "Oh, it wouldn't bother them," he said, "They know cocks come in all different sizes and shapes. Remember when we were in high school, fooling around with the girls and playing all those sex games? 'Spin the bottle?' 'Truth or Dare?'" "Yes, and how about 'Seven minutes in heaven'?" laughed John. "Well, they still play them," said Harry. "One day I came home early from the office and there were eight of them - six girls and two big boys , including my three - in the family room. They didn't hear me when I came in so I stood and watched to see what they were doing. I could tell it was some sort of strip game because half of them didn't have any shirts on. It looked like a variation of 'Spin the bottle' except that when the bottle pointed at you, you had to stand up, take off an article of clothing, and then turn around twice before you sat down." "How far did they go?" asked John, his cock fully hard by now. He slipped his hand inside his bathing suit and adjusted it as Harry had done, then left his fingertips inside the waistband so he could touch the swollen head while he watched his two beautiful nieces in their bikini bottoms and listened to his brother's story. "Oh, they all got naked," said Harry, "It seemed that the winner was the last person with any clothes on, and they all wanted to see who would win. They wanted to see each other naked, too, of course." "I bet you got a good look too," suggested John. "I sure did," said Harry. "One of the girls was older than the rest, and had a nice pointy little pair of tits and soft light hair on her cunt . It didn't cover up her crack, though - you could still see it. Most of the rest were like Amy and Cindy - just puffy. And some hair on their cunts - just big puffy wet cunny lips and a pink slit." "What about the boys?" asked John. "They looked a bit embarrassed because they were outnumbered, maybe, but they showed the girls what they had. Billy was a little younger than the other boy but they both had about the same size cock - and both as hard as anything, of course. The girls all giggled and stared when the boys stood up naked." "So who won?" asked John. "Oh, Amy won," replied Harry. "She still had her underpants on. Then the others said 'chicken, chicken' so she stood up and took them off and showed everyone her naked cunt." "Including you," said his brother. "Including me," agreed Harry. "Well, I had already seen Cindy's pussy, anyway, when she showed it to all the kids." "Didn't it feel funny, looking at your own children all naked like that?" asked John. "Well, it did at first," said Harry, thinking how to put it, "But then I realized they were just the same as the other children, when they got their clothes off. Besides, they were playing the same sexy games we used to, so it didn't seem to make any difference. Then after that Cindy said they'd better get dressed again because I would be home soon and I slipped out the back and into the bathroom." "Why the bathroom?" asked John. "Well, watching all the naked children had given me a big hard- on and I wanted to get it down. I bet you know how I did it, too!" John laughed. "Like we used to do it when we were younger?" Harry nodded, "Sure felt good, too. I had quite a load!" "I feel like I've got a bit of a load myself, just from hearing about it," said John, "This cock of mine is bent double - I'm going to go and adjust it." After he had left, Amy and Cindy came up to their father excitedly and asked him why Uncle John had gone. "I told him about the time I watched you guys playing 'Spin and strip,'" said Harry, "And he got so horny he got a big hard-on!" "Wow," said Cindy, "Maybe we can have some fun after all!" "Anyway," said Harry, "I think if you girls want to let him see your cunnies, maybe by accident, he won't object!" Carl and Billy had gotten out of the pool by this time as well. Carl watched the girls talking to their father, although they were too far away to hear the conversation. "Their bathing suits sure don't hide much, do they?" he observed, "Do they always take their tops off?" Billy laughed. "Sure," he said, "If your Dad wasn't here they'd be getting a nice all over tan." "You mean they take all their clothes off?" asked Carl, "Wow! Do you get to see them naked?" "Sure," said Billy, "We've been going to a nudist camp for the past few years and we've got pretty used to seeing people naked." "Do you ever get a hard-on?" asked his cousin. Billy chuckled. "Sure, all the time," he replied, "Nobody seems to mind." "Mine's hard right now," said Carl, "Is yours?" "Yeah," said Billy, "It feels like I've got a gallon of cream ready to come out." He looked at his cousin. "I think I've had enough swimming for now. Shall we go back to my room?" "Yeah," said Carl, "I bet we can find something to do there!" The boys wrapped towels around their midsections to hide their erections and went back to Billy's room. John returned to the poolside and sat down again. "That's better," he said, "I've got it tucked up so it's more comfortable. Do the girls like going to the nudist camp?" he asked. "Sure," replied Harry, "They always meet their old friends, and make new ones too, and we all have fun." "And having no clothes on doesn't bother them?" asked his brother. "Not at all," replied Harry, "We do it around here too, when we're sunbathing, of course." "Maybe Carl and I will join you at the nudist camp sometime," laughed John. "Sure," said Harry, "Come along!" John laughed again. "I'd probably get a hard-on looking at all the others," he said, "Maybe Carl would too - he's old enough by now, I guess." "That wouldn't be a problem," Harry said, "Billy and I get them all the time, and so do all the others. It's just too much to resist sometimes." He looked at his brother. "If you're thinking of going," he said, "you could always try stripping off here. It's very private, like I said." John nodded thoughtfully and looked at his two nieces, wondering what they looked like naked. "I wouldn't want to do it all by myself," he said. "Oh, we'll all join you," said Harry, seizing the opportunity and slipping down his bathing suit. "There, mine's off - and see? I've got a hard-on myself, so you don't have to be embarrassed." He lay back and allowed his erection to poke upward. John hesitated, then said, "OK, what the hell," and slipped his bathing suit down and kicked it off. He sat forward and clutched his knees to hide his erection, but Harry said softly, "Just relax! We're all friends here - and family too!" John lay back and let his knees drop. "There, that's better," said his brother, looking at John's erection, "Nothing to be ashamed of there. You always did have a nice big one!" Amy had seen her father and uncle stripping off their bathing suits, and nudged Cindy. "Look at that," she whispered. "Wow," Cindy replied, "It's just as big as Daddy's! Let's go get a better look - we'll ask if we can take ours off too!" The two girls got up and stood in front of their father and uncle. "Can we get an all-over tan too, Daddy?" asked Amy. "Sure, Honey, if you want to," smiled their father, and they undid the strings at the side of their bikini bottoms and let them fall. John was thankful he had sunglasses on, so his nieces wouldn't know that he was staring at them and their naked pussies. They pirouetted in front of the men, showing their bums and cunnies, and then Amy said, "You've got a nice big one, Uncle John!" She giggled and both girls ran and dove into the pool, splashed around for a while, then went and lay down again. "Your girls are very pretty," said John. "Yes, they are, aren't they," replied his brother. "Mind you, I always think younger girls are pretty anyway. I love their nice tight hairless cunnies. Remind me tonight to show you a video I took at the nudist camp earlier this year." Back in Billy's room, Billy slipped down his bathing suit and stood naked in front of his cousin, his stiff cock poking out and up in front of him. "You sure have a nice one," said Carl as he pulled his bathing suit down and let his erection bob up into the air. The two boys stared at each other's cocks and Billy said, "Yours is nice and big too. Wanna do it?" "Sure," replied Carl, "Do you?" Billy grasped his cock and stroked it up and down a couple of times. "Sure feels nice," he said, and stepped forward and touched the head of his cock to the head of his cousin's. "This feels nice too. Let's lie on the bed and do it together." "You mean like we did before?" asked Carl, "I liked it when we rubbed them together. It felt all funny to do it with another guy. I really liked it when we made our cream go on each other's cocks. I think rubbing them together made me shoot more than usual." "Yeah," said Billy, "Let's do that again. Hey, how about if we play with each other's balls while we're rubbing our cocks together. Maybe we'll get our balls to make even more cream." He reached out and cupped Carl's testicles, lifting them and cuddling them. "How does this feel?" he asked. "Good, really good," replied Carl, doing the same for Billy. The two of them stood facing each other, rubbing their cock- heads together and fondling each other's balls. "Come on, let's get on the bed," said Billy, "I wanna jerk off!" They climbed on the bed and lay facing one another, half on their sides so they could use both hands on their genitals. Half- masturbating and half rubbing their cocks together while they fondled each other's testicles, it wasn't long before they were ready to cum. "Yeah, feel my balls," Billy grunted, "Gonna shoot my cream all over that nice big cock of yours. Gonna cover that big cock with lovely tasty cream!" Billy got the tissues ready and this time it was his turn to shoot his cream first. As the first streams hit Carl's cock they made it slippery and he jerked off faster, his hand slipping up and down the sticky shaft. When the thick squirts of Billy's semen had stopped, Carl's cock and hand were covered with a shiny creamy coating. "Here comes my cream," he grunted, and leaned farther over Billy to rub their cocks together. Billy reached out his other hand to his cousin's cock. "Lemme help you jerk off," he said, "We'll both make that lovely cream go all over my cock," and both masturbated Carl's cock at the same time while Billy played with Carl's balls. The gushes of semen squirted from Carl's cock and covered Billy's with white splotches and blobs. When he had finished coming both boys cleaned up the splotches of sperm, then lay back and caught their breath. After supper the group sat around and chatted for a while, catching up on all the family gossip. The two of thyexcused themselves. "We're going to watch a video in my room," said Billy to his father with a wink. When they got to his room he said to Carl, "What do you really want to do?" Carl looked around. "Got any more of those magazines?" he asked. "Sure," said Billy, "There's a whole pile over there on my dresser." Carl began looking through the pile of magazines, with pictures of men and women, engaged in all sorts of sex acts with one another. "Wow," he said, "Won't you get in trouble if your father or your sisters see them?" Billy laughed and decided to let his cousin find out little by little what sort of fun his family had. "Naw," he said, "Dad buys most of them for us because they won't let us in the adult bookstores, and I think Amy and Cindy like looking at them too." "Wow," Carl said again as he thought about the two girls. "Hey, you know this afternoon when we were talking about seeing your sisters with no clothes on? What do they look like?" "Like girls," shrugged Billy. "No hair on their cunnies, nice cracks, you know. Hey, if you want to see them, I've got a video we took at the nudist camp last month." "Hey, great!" exclaimed Carl. "Does it show everything?" "Sure it does," replied his cousin, "We all took parts of it so we're all in it - and our friends, too." He found the video,and put it in the machine. "That felt great, what we did this afternoon," said Carl, "It feels neat when another guy does it to you." "You never had anyone jerk you off before?" asked Billy. Carl shook his head. Billy stepped up to his cousin and cupped his hand over the bulge in his cousin's jeans. "Feel's like there's something alive in there," he said as Carl's cock got even harder. "Why don't you reach in and find out," suggested Carl, playing along with the game. "I think I should," replied Billy, unzipping his cousin's fly and exploring inside his cousin's pants, "I think it's going to take both hands to see what it is. Let's see now." He knelt down in front of Carl and undid his belt and waist button. His jeans gaped open at the top, showing a triangle of white underwear underneath. Billy pulled his cousin's jeans down to his knees. "Yep, still a big bulge in those underpants," he said. "Better pull them down and see what's there," said Carl, watching his cousin kneeling in front of his crotch. Billy pulled Carl's underpants down and his rigid cock poked out, jutting out a few inches away from Billy's face. Billy examined the erect penis that throbbed in front of him. "Is it always big and hard like this?" he asked. "Not always," replied Carl, "Would you like me to show you how I make it go down?" "Sure," replied his cousin. Carl placed his hand on his erection and began masturbating. "See, I rub it like this," he said. "Why do you do that?" asked Billy, watching as closely as he could. "It feels good," said his cousin, "and after a while some cream comes out the hole in the end and then it gets smaller and goes all soft." "You mean this hole?" asked Billy, touching the bulbous head of his cousin's cock and putting a finger on the hole. "Oh, there's some stuff coming out of it now," he said as some slippery clear stuff stuck to his finger. He put his fingertip in his mouth. "Mmmm, tastes good," he said, "Is that the stuff you were talking about?" Carl shook his head and masturbated faster. "No, the other stuff is white and it comes out in squirts." "Oh, wow," said Billy, "I wanna see it squirt," and he placed himself directly in front of his cousin's cock and began fondling his testicles. "Hey," said Carl, masturbating faster, his hips jerking back and forward, "I'm gonna come in a minute - If you don't move it'll hit you right on the face!" "That's OK," said Billy, "See how good you are at hitting a target - try to get it all in my mouth," and he moved closer to the head of Carl's cock and opened his mouth. "Are you serious?" gasped Carl. "'h huh," replied Billy, and stuck his tongue out and tickled his cousin underneath the purple head of his cock with it. "Wow!" cried Carl, "Here it comes, then!" and watched as a thick jet of white shot out from his cock and squirted straight into his cousin's open mouth. Carl stroked his hand up and down his cock while Billy cuddled his balls and spurt after spurt shot straight into the younger boy's mouth. When they started to lose their power and dribble onto his tongue, Billy leaned forward and sucked the head of Carl's cock into his mouth. "Mmmm," he said as he continued to fondle the other boy's balls and suck the last dribbles of cum out of his cock. He swallowed, and then moved his head forward; slipping as much of the cock into his mouth as he could. "Oh, wow," cried Carl, "Does that ever feel good!" Billy looked up at his cousin and began bobbing his head back and forth on his cock as it started to lose its erection. He licked the last of Carl's cum off his softening cock. "You hit the target pretty well," he said; licking his lips clean,"How did you like that?" "It was great," exclaimed Carl, "I really liked it when you put it in your mouth, at the end. Your mouth tasted so lovely and warm on my cock! What did my cream taste like?" "Great!" said Billy, "You sure gave me a nice big drink!" "That was you playing with my balls and licking the end of my cock," said Carl as Billy stood up. "Where did you learn to do that?" "Oh, girls do it to guys all the time, so why shouldn't guys do it for each other? We know how we like it to feel better than they do, anyway," replied Billy. Carl pulled his jeans and underwear off and knelt down in front of his cousin. "It's my turn now," he said, "I want to try putting your cock in my mouth and making it spit." He pulled down Billy's jeans and underwear and exposed his rigid cock. He fondled the others balls and stroked the shaft of his penis a little, then guided it to his mouth and licked the big purple head. "Oh, yeah!" cried Billy, "That's great!" "It tastes nice!" Carl reported, "I thought it might taste of piss!" "Just put as much in your mouth as you want to," advised Billy, "If you want you can just suck and lick on the top bit and I'll jerk off." "I want to see how much I can get in my mouth," replied Carl, "It tastes so good - all warm!" He sucked on his cousin's cock for a while, learning to suck his cheeks in and bob his head back and forth. "That's great," sighed Billy, "I'm going to cum soon - are you ready?" Carl nodded, his head still moving back and forth on Billy's cock. Billy said, "OK, here it comes then!" and watched the other boy's face as he tasted hot semen for the first time. Carl's eyes widened, and he stopped the motions of his head as the thick spurt of cum squirted out onto his tongue, and then cuddled Billy's balls and bobbed his head back and forth faster. "Mmmmmf," he mumbled, looking up at Billy. "Like it?" smiled Billy. Carl nodded his head, his mouth still full of his cousin's cock. "Mmmmm," he mumbled, trying to smile. A dribble of white cream escaped from the corner of his mouth and he paused and swallowed, then went back to his sucking. When he had sucked all the cum cream out of Billy's cock he sat back and licked his lips. "Oh, boy, that was great!" he said. "I really love the taste of your cock, Billy! And your cream is super. That's a great drink!" "Let's lie on the bed and relax," laughed Billy, "We can read a dirty book while we wait." "Boy, I'd like to see your sisters naked!" said Carl. "Maybe they'll leave their door open when they go change for bed," Billy suggested, "and we can peek around the corner at them." "Do they do that sometimes?" asked Carl. "Oh yeah," replied Billy, "Actually, the only time we close our doors here is when we don't want someone to come in." "You mean if we had our door open they'd come in?" asked Carl. "Sure, they might if they wanted to," said Billy, "Then you could show them that big hard-on of yours!" Carl thought for a moment. "What if we try and see them getting undressed, and then come back here and leave the door open so they can come in," he suggested. Billy agreed and they watched the nudist video while they waited, stroking their cocks and looking at all the naked people and their genitals. At about nine o'clock Harry said to the girls, "Now, children, time to get ready for bed. Get your night things on and you can come back down and watch TV for awhile if you want to." "Actually," said Harry, "I think I'll get ready for bed myself." John nodded, so the two men changed into their housecoats and slippers, then returned to the family room while Amy and Cindy went upstairs to change. Harry got John and himself a drink. "You have a nice pool," said John as they relaxed. "It is nice," Harry agreed, "We have lots of fun in it. And it's nice to get an all over tan, like we did this afternoon." John laughed and thought about his two nieces; how their young pink cunnies had looked that afternoon, and how their puffy nipples had poked out beneath the thin T-shirts they had worn after their swim. They had the skimpiest of shorts on, fitting their slim bodies tightly. "I had a good time this afternoon," he said. "I hope the girls didn't mind me having an erection. I couldn't help it, with them running around with no clothes on." Harry laughed. "They've seen lots of hard-ons," he replied. "I get them all the time. I get one even looking at our videos!" "Oh yeah," said John eagerly, "You asked me to remind me about the videos from the nudist camp." "Sure," said Harry, "Would you like to see some while we wait for the girls?" "You bet," said John, and Harry got a cassette and slipped it in the machine. "I took these," he said, as the screen showed Amy and Cindy coming out of a building toward the camera. Neither girl had any clothes on, and John stared at the girls' naked bodies. The next scene showed them lying in the sun, and the camera panned down from head to feet, showing a close-up of the naked girls. "Gosh, they're good pictures! You can see every detail," said John, staring at the pictures of his naked nieces. "If I saw two nice looking girls like that I'd get a huge erection - but they're your daughters, so I suppose that's different." "Not really," said Harry, "I think they're good looking too. Maybe that's why I take all these pictures of them. Besides, I like younger girls and I like to take pictures of them. They don't seem to mind, either. Now, look at these two," he said, "Look at the way they're lying," and the screen showed the camera zooming in from a distance on two beautiful girls who had their legs apart and up in the air. The slit between their legs was spread open and the camera zoomed in on it. "Gosh," said John, "You can see everything! Even their cunnies! Is that her cunny hole?" "Sure looks like it to me," laughed Harry. They watched the rest of the video, fast-forwarding through the parts they weren't interested in and concentrating on the pictures of naked children. "Say," said Harry, "I've got one through the Nudists' Society you might be interested in - it's called 'Young and Innocent' - would you like to have a look?" "Sure," said John and Harry started the video. It showed naked children, from the age of four or so up to about twelve, at nudist camps. In many of the pictures the children were sitting in groups playing games or lying in the sun, the camera panning slowly past their young smooth bodies. Whoever had taken the pictures had taken care not to show close-ups of only their genitals, but had also made sure that these were clearly visible in most of the pictures. Harry let John work the remote control, and saw that the pictures his brother liked best were those of girls aged about nine through twelve. "Look as this one," he said, "She has tits," and he did a slow motion pan of the young girl lying in the sun. "Yes," said Harry, "and there's just a little fuzzy hair at the top of her crack, look." "I like these that show the girls in a circle," said John, "See the way they sit with their legs crossed. That way their slits are spread wide open and you can see everything!" "I like this one," said Harry, as the camera showed a girl lying on her stomach with her legs apart. "See the way her cunny is spread open a little?" "Your own pictures are just as good, though," remarked John. "Look at the way those two were showing off their slits. And your pictures of Amy and Cindy are good too. I guess you could take pictures of your daughters here around the pool, too, couldn't you." "I do," agreed Harry," Maybe we'll take some tomorrow, eh? I can do one for you to take home with you - how about that?" John thought of a video showing his naked nieces. "That'd be great!" he said. Billy and Carl heard the girls going past Billy's room, pulled on their underpants and slipped down the hall to where the girls' door was open. Billy looked cautiously around the edge of the door and motioned to Carl to look. They watched as the girls slipped out of their jeans and shirts. Amy was about to pull down her underpants when she saw a movement at the door out of the corner of her eye and realized someone was there. She went to the far corner of the room, out of sight from the door, and motioned to Cindy. When her sister got there, she whispered in her ear, "There's someone at the door watching us - it's probably the someone. Billy's letting Carl have a look at us!" Cindy giggled softly. "Then let's give them a good look," she said, and the two went back to where they could be seen from the door. Amy sat on the bed in her underpants, facing the door while Cindy half faced the door, pulled hers off and stood brushing her hair. Carl stared at the naked cunny of his cousin and clutched his cock. Cindy pretended to look in a mirror while she brushed her hair and turned more to face the door, displaying her private parts to her brother and cousin. Amy flopped back on the bed. "I'm a bit tired," she said, and pulled her underpants down and kicked them off. Her cunny slit was facing the open door, and she pulled her legs up, and let them flop open to each side, which spread her cunny slit wide open for the boys to see. Carl stared at the first girl's cunnies he had ever seen in the flesh. Then the girls slipped shorty nightdresses over their heads and Billy and Carl slipped away down the hall and back into Billy's room. "Wow," said Carl, "Your sisters sure have nice cunnies! Do you think they'll come in here on their way downstairs?" "Let's just see what happens," said Billy, "Shh, here they come. Pretend to be reading the book," and the boys picked up books and pretended to read them as Amy and Cindy came down the hall in their shorty nightgowns. They looked in the open door and saw the two boys lying on Billy's bed. The girls saw the big bulges in the boys' underwear and the books they were reading and giggled. "Hey," called Amy as they came in and stood one at each side of the bed, "Whatcha doin' guys?" Billy moved his book aside. "Nothin' much," he replied, "Just looking at a book." Billy winked at his sister standing next to the bed and looked at the way her short nightgown only just came past her crotch. "Which one of you can reach up higher?" he asked. Amy looked at Cindy and giggled, knowing what her brother wanted her to do. "I don't know, let's see," she said, and both girls raised their arms up over their heads. This raised the hem of their nightgown up higher than their crotches, and showed the two boys a close-up view of their naked cunnies. Their cunny mounds bulged out from their flat bellies and the deep pink slits between the cunny lips were slightly open. "I think it's a tie," said Billy and the girls giggled and dropped their arms. Amy picked up a Playboy magazine and flipped through it. "I see you guys like pictures of girls with big titties. Cindy and I don't have any titties." "What have you got, then?" asked Billy. "Just these," said Amy, pulling down the neck of her nightgown and exposing her big puffy nipples on their small fleshy mounds. "I bet you were looking at them this afternoon when we were out by the pool, anyway," she said. Cindy reached over and took the magazine; giving Carl a fleeting glimpse of her cunny when she bent forward and her nightdress floated away from her body. "The girls don't just have big titties, they have hair, too," she said. Carl saw his chance. "You have hair too," he said. "Not where the girls in the pictures have it," she said, looking at him innocently, "I don't have any hair in between my legs." "Well, I wouldn't know," said Carl, "You were wearing your bikini bottoms this afternoon when we were out by the pool so we couldn't see in between your legs." "Would you like to see in between my legs?" asked Cindy. Carl swallowed. "Sure," he said. "Okay then," replied Cindy, picking up the hem of her nightdress and lifting it up to her waist. Billy and Carl stared at her cunny slit. "See, no hair," said Cindy, looking down at herself. "I don't have any either," said Amy, lifting her nightdress and displaying her cunny. Billy and Carl looked from one young girl's cunny slit to the other. "Do you like looking in between my legs?" asked Cindy. "Yeah" he replied, staring at her slit. "You can't see much, though," offered Billy, "There's just a slit." "Well, you haven't shown us yours yet," retorted Amy. "Let's see what you've got inside your underpants." She pointed at the bulge in his underwear. Billy looked at Carl. "Should we show them?" he asked his cousin. "I guess it's only fair," he said. "They showed us theirs. If they want to look, they can look." Billy looked back to his sister. "Have a look if you want to," he said. Amy pulled down his underpants and his cock popped out and poked up in the air. "Hey look Cindy," she said, "Billy's got a hard thing sticking up!" Cindy pulled down Carl's underpants and exposed his cock. "This one's a bit bigger," she observed, "and it has more hair around it." Amy fondled her brother's balls. "These look nice," she said, "What are they for?" Billy grinned up at his sister. "They're my cream churn," he said, "They make cream." "And what's this for?" she asked, putting her other hand around his erection. "That's the pump to pump the cream out," he replied. "How does it work?" asked Amy. "Just pump it up and down to prime the pump and then the cream comes out," he replied. "Can I try it?" she asked. Billy looked at Carl. "Sure, why not" he said. "Does yours work like that too?" Cindy asked Carl. Carl nodded and Cindy looked at Amy. "Hey Amy, let's see whose pump works faster," she said. "Okay," said Amy, pulling her nightgown over her head, "I'm going to get comfortable while I pump out Billy's cream," and she sat naked beside her brother on the bed. "That's a good idea," said her sister and stripped off her nightgown too. "You'll have to tell us if we're doing it right," said Amy, beginning to masturbate her brother with slow even strokes. "That's good," he sighed as he relaxed. "Maybe if you move the cream around in my cream churn it'll come out better," he offered. Cindy pretended to copy what her sister was doing. "Is that all right?" she asked her cousin while she masturbated him and fondled his balls. "Oh, yeah!" he said, "That's great!" "Is the cream going to come out soon?" asked Amy, "Where does it go when it comes out?" "It just shoots out," replied her brother, his hips starting to jerk up and down as he approached his orgasm. "That's silly," said Amy, "It'll make a big mess and all get wasted. She grabbed the glass from Billy's night table. "I'll put it in here," she said. "Here comes the cream," grunted her brother, and Amy held the glass at the end of her brother's cock. Thick squirts of creamy semen spurted out and splashed into the glass, covering the bottom and filling it part-way. "Wow, look at all the cream," marveled Cindy as she continued to masturbate her cousin, "There's nearly half a glass of it! Let me have it when you've got all of Billy's and I'll put Carl's in with it." Amy passed the glass over, when Billy's spurts changed to dribbles. "I'll just catch the rest of it in my hand," she said, and cupped it next to his still-flowing cock. Carl was ready now and Cindy held the glass so the squirts of his semen jetted out and fell into it. "What shall we do with it?" she asked her sister when she had pumped it all out and nearly filled the glass. "Give it here," replied Amy, who had just licked the last dribbles off her fingers, "Let's see what it tastes like." "Don't you dare drink it all," said Cindy, "I want some too." Amy looked at the glassful of the boys' cum, tipped her head back and opened her mouth. The others watched as she let the semen slowly dribble in viscous blobs out of the glass and into her mouth. "Mmmmm, good," she said, smacking her lips after swallowing the slippery mouthful. "Gimme some," cried Cindy, reaching for the glass. "Okay, but don't drink it all," replied Amy, handing it to her. Cindy slurped back a mouthful and gulped it down. "Do you guys want any?" asked Amy. "Yeah, I'll have a little drink," replied Carl eagerly, and Billy added, "Me too!" They shared the rest of the glassful and Amy drained the last of it. "That was neat," said Amy, "Can we pump some more out? Oh, the pump handle's all soft. What's the matter with it?" "It's just resting while the churn fills back up again," replied Billy, "When it stands up again that's the signal that you can pump some more out." "That's right," said Carl, "In the meantime, how about if you show us what you can do with what's in between your legs. Do you have a cream churn inside that crack place?" Amy laughed, "No, we don't have anything like that," she said. "We just have the hole our pee comes out of and our trickle hole." ******* "What's a trickle hole?" asked Carl. Amy lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide apart. She held her two hands between her legs and pulled her cunny lips apart to open her vagina. "See, it's this place here," she said. "Wow, it's a hole that goes right up inside you," said Carl, "What's it for?" "We don't know," replied Amy innocently, "But it feels nice when you put things inside it." "What sort of things?" asked Carl. "Oh. I like to put my fingers in mine, and carrots, and wieners." "I got a cucumber in mine last week," said Cindy proudly, "It was only a small one but the knobbly parts felt so nice when I rubbed it in and out." "Can I put my fingers in your hole?" Billy asked his sister. "Sure, I guess so," she said. Billy slipped his finger into his sister's vagina. "It's all slippery in there," he told Carl. "Lemme see," said Carl, and leaning forward and slipping his finger in alongside his cousin's. "Ooo, that feels good," said Amy, writhing around on the bed. "Do me, do me," said Cindy, putting a foot up on the bed to spread her cunny open and peeling her fat hairless lips back from her slit. Carl lay back on the bed. "Why don't you sit over my chest," he suggested, "That way I can see in between your legs better and play with your hole like Billy's doing to Amy." Cindy straddled her cousin's chest; and looked down at her private parts, spread open by the way she was sitting. "Are you going to put your finger in my hole?" she asked her cousin. "I'll put my fingers all over you in between your legs," he replied. "Oh goody," she cried, "You feel me all over and I'll tell you what feels really nice. I like to rub this part up here, see," and she peeled the covering back from her clitty. "This little bump feels really good when I rub it," she explained. She showed him how she played with it. While she masturbated, Carl examined her cunny, tickling it and sliding two fingers at a time up her cunny hole. "Make your fingers go in and out of my hole," she gasped, rubbing her clitty with two fingers. Carl did as she asked, and soon she was breathing faster and jerking her hips as she approached her orgasm. "'nh, unh, unh, unh!" she cried as she came, and then relaxed with a sigh. Carl slipped his fingers out of her hole. "Hey, my fingers are all wet," he cried, "You got stuff dribbling out of your hole, Cindy!" He cupped a hand under the young girls' open vagina and caught the cunny juices as they dribbled out. He dipped his tongue into the puddle of clear liquid. "Mmmm, tastes good," he said, and slurped the rest down. Meanwhile Amy lay back on the bed and masturbated, her legs either side of her brother. At her request Billy had gone to her room and got her hairbrush, and she showed him how she inserted it into her cunny hole. "I'll make it go in and out while you play with my special place," she said. Soon she was jerking and twitching as she came, and Billy wet his fingers in his sister's cunny hole and licked them clean, smacking his lips at the taste. After they had relaxed for a few minutes, Amy said, "Hey, Cindy, we have to get back down to the family room - the Daddies will be waiting for us!" The two sisters put their nightgowns on and left, giggling. The boys lay back on the bed. "Gee, that was fun," said Carl. "Your sisters are nice!" "They're OK," agreed Billy, wondering what they were up to downstairs. "You wanna watch a dirty video?" he asked. Carl nodded, "Sure," he agreed, "You got any with guys and girls really doing it, so you can see their cocks and all that?" "Sure," said Billy as he slipped a cartridge into the machine and started it. Harry and John had also changed into their robes while the girls were out of the room, and had watched Harry's videos taken at the nudist camp, and the one showing the naked children. Both men were hiding erections under their housecoats. Just as they picked up magazines the two girls bounced into the room. Both men were glad to see that both girls had their shortest nightgowns on, ones that barely covered their firm young bums. "Are these OK Daddy?" Cindy asked, turning to show the men her slim young body. John looked at his attractive young niece, thinking of the naked cunny that he had seen that afternoon by the pool, and the video he had just watched that showed her and her sister both naked. Her father nodded. Amy flopped on her stomach in front of the TV and Cindy sat next to her uncle on the couch and picked up a magazine. Amy was punching through the channels with the remote. Her nightdress rode up with her movements and soon her bum was half bare. Harry looked at his daughter's bare bum and then sideways at his brother, who was watching the young girl's movements intently. Amy was lying right in front of him facing away from him. He glanced at his brother, and Harry winked back at him as the girl in front of them exposed herself to them. John watched the young girl, as she wiggled around, her nightdress sliding farther up around her waist, and her movements opened her legs slightly. Now he could see a little of the crack in between her legs! His cock pulsed as he looked between his niece's legs. Amy pretended not to know what she was showing the men, but continued to shift her body around and spread her legs wider all the time. Now John could see the ten-year-old's crack open up to show the darker pink area inside it. Wow, he thought, what a nice little cunny! I wonder how often Harry gets a good look in between his girls' legs? Amy spread her legs wider apart and reached over her back with one hand. She began by scratching her bum and then slipped her hand down between her open legs and lightly scratched the area over her cunny. Her scratches turned into touches in between her fat cunny lips. Suddenly she pulled her hand away, lifted up slightly and slipped it underneath her. John and Harry saw the young girl's fingertips appear from underneath her cunny and slip into her crack. They watched as she began feeling herself all over and rubbing herself against her hand. John realized the young girl was masturbating while they watched. Her movements came faster and faster suddenly she froze, jerked her hips and tensed her bum, and then relaxed with a sigh. Cindy saw her father and uncle looking in between her sister's legs and shifted her position on the couch so she half faced him, her legs partly open. "Wanna play a game of something, Uncle John?" she asked. "Sure, I guess so," he replied, looking away from Amy's naked cunny reluctantly. "Count me out," said Harry, "I'm just going to watch whatever Amy can find on TV." "How about chess?" asked Cindy, and her uncle agreed. "We can play right here," said Cindy, returning with the board, and placed it between them on the couch. Cindy shifted her position and sat sideways on the couch; her legs crossed tailor-fashion. John almost gasped aloud. Her legs were wide apart, and her cunny was stretched wide open, showing him the whole area in between it. It was right next to the board, and he could look at it all he wanted to while he seemed to examine the board for possible moves. The more he looked at the young girl's cunny, the more the dark red inner lips seemed to swell and open, and the more her clitty poked out from underneath the flap of flesh over it. The inside of her cunny hole seemed to be getting wet as well. John wondered why. After a while Harry got up from his chair. "It's such a warm night," he said, "I think I'll go for a swim." Amy flopped over on her back, her cunny showing. "Oh, yes Daddy! Can we have a skinny dip? That'll be fun." Harry looked at John. "How about it? A quick skinny dip?" John looked at his niece and nodded. "Sure," he said. Harry slipped off his housecoat, revealing his erection. "Oh Daddy," laughed Amy, pulling her nightdress off over her head, "it's all big and hard like it was this afternoon! Have you got a big hard one too, Uncle John?" John dropped his robe on the floor and exposed himself to the young girls. "Ooo, yes," said Cindy, taking off her nightdress, "Uncle John's is nice and hard. How come it's all big like that, Uncle John?" she giggled. John didn't know what to say, so Harry quickly put in, "Your Uncle John is like your Daddy - we both like looking at pretty little girls like you. Now run along outside, and we'll be right behind you!" The two girls ran out to the pool and jumped into the warm water. Harry and John made their way out and stood watching the two little girls splashing in the water. "Those nightgowns of theirs are certainly short," laughed Harry. John nodded. "Yes," he said, "When Amy was lying on the floor hers slipped right up around her waist. She has a nice round little bum!" "Yes," Harry agreed, "And a nice little cunny too." "Was she really playing with herself?" asked John. Harry nodded. "Sure looked like it to me," he replied. "The way Cindy was sitting was just like the girls in the video," remarked John, "Her cunny was wide open and right in front of me - I couldn't help seeing everything!" "I bet you looked, too!" laughed Harry, "I would have, as well." "Yes I did," agreed John, "I've never had a chance to get a good look like that at a pretty young girl before. Besides, I think an uncle should take an interest in his nieces." Harry laughed again. "Particularly the part in between their legs, eh?" he asked. "Well," said John, "They seem to be interested in what we have in between our legs. Maybe I should have been more honest, and told Cindy my cock got hard, from looking at her cunny!" "Well, you can if you like," said Harry, "Here they come now." The girls climbed out of the water, Amy chasing Cindy, and Cindy ran to hide herself next to her uncle. "Don't let her get me, Uncle John," she cried, plastering her wet body to him and clasping him around the hips. John put his arms around his slippery niece, holding her slim body to him as he turned to avoid Amy. It felt like the young girl was rubbing herself against his rigid cock, and he reached down and held her closer, placing a hand over her small firm bum. Amy ran off laughing and Cindy relaxed against her uncle. "Is that right what Daddy said inside, Uncle John?" said Cindy, still clinging to him, "Do you really like looking at little girls, like my Daddy does?" She looked down at her uncle's erection, trapped between them. "Is that why this thing got all big and hard like his does?" John nodded. "I've never really looked at any before you two," he said. Cindy giggled. "You mean without any clothes on," she said. "Were you looking up under my nightdress? Did you see in between my legs?" John nodded slowly. "Well, the way you were sitting when we were playing chess I couldn't help seeing between your legs," he replied. "Did you like looking? Would you like to do it some more?" she asked, looking him in the eye. John looked back at her and nodded. "Let's go back inside, then," she said. "What about Amy and your Daddy?" he asked. Cindy giggled. "They can find something to do themselves," she laughed, and she led her uncle back to the family room. Cindy lay back on the couch and spread her legs. "Now you can look at me all you want to," she said. John examined his young niece's splayed-open private parts closely while she watched him with a little smile. After a while Cindy pretended to feel itchy. She scratched the top of her thigh, then one of her cunny lips while her uncle watched, then dug in between her legs with both hands, touching and fondling all over her cunny area. "Oh, Uncle John," she said, "My trickle's so itchy! I just have to touch it and rub it." "What makes it itchy?" he asked her. "I don't know why it is," replied Cindy, "Can you see anything that would make it itchy, Uncle John? You can see it better than I can," she said innocently. "What about my pee hole?" she asked him, "Is it all right? You can touch me if you want to. I want you to make me feel better." "Oh, I don't think so, Cindy," he said, "I can't go feeling in between little girl's legs, even if they are as pretty as you and your sister!" Just then Amy came through the door and came up to them. She was still naked from her swim, and her cunny was exposed. "What's the matter, Cindy?" she asked, slipping a finger into her crack. "My trickle's all itchy and Uncle John won't help me see where it itches," complained her sister, lying back and caressing herself in between her legs. Amy looked at her uncle. The girls knew he was confused by what was happening, and reluctant because he didn't want to seem too forward. But his erection told the girls they were turning him on. "It's okay, Uncle John," she said spreading her legs apart and rubbing her cunny with both hands, "My trickle gets itchy too, and I like it when someone helps me get rid of the itch. It was all itchy before and I rubbed it and made it feel all nice." "If Uncle John won't help me, will you?" asked Cindy. "Sure," said Amy, coming over to kneel beside her sister, "Where's the itch?" Cindy spread her legs more and widened the gap between her cunny lips. "Touch my pee hole," she suggested. Amy touched the little girl's urethra and rubbed her fingertip over the small opening. "That tickles," giggled Cindy, twisting a little, "It feels nice when Amy played with my pee hole, Uncle John. What about my trickle hole?" she asked her sister. "Down here, Uncle John, see?" she explained, placing her fingers on either side of her small lips and pulling them open to expose her vagina better. John looked closely at his young niece's vagina. He was surprised to find the opening into the child so large. The interior glistened a deep pink with her juices. "Touch it, Amy," suggested Cindy, pushing her hips farther forward and tilting them up so her uncle could see up her cunny hole better. "If you touch it all over and put your finger inside it maybe we'll find why I want to scratch it. Maybe you can make the itchy go away." Amy touched her twin all over her inner cunny lips, then licked her index finger and slipped it up inside her hole. "Oh, Uncle John," sighed the little girl, relaxing as her sister fingered her vagina, "That feels so nice. Can you help Amy? Put your finger in me - your fingers are bigger and they'll go farther up inside of me." John hesitated. He wanted to touch his young niece's private parts, but he was still shy and afraid of being caught by their father. "Do you really think it would help?" he asked. Cindy nodded quickly and pushed her hips up towards him. "Oh yes, it would, it would! Put your big finger in my hole, Uncle John. Look, I'm holding my hole open nice and wide for you." The child spread her small inner lips and held her vagina open. John looked at the glistening pink opening and gave in. "Okay," he agreed, "If you're sure it'll help." He touched her gently on the entrance to her vagina and she sighed with pleasure. "It feels better already, Uncle John! Put your finger in me now. Yes, just like that. Put it in me more. Wiggle it around up inside me. Put it in farther. It feels nice when it's all up inside me. Make it go in and out. Oh, that's lovely!" She lay back while her uncle stroked his finger in and out of her. "Oh," she said, "this place feels all itchy now," and she peeled back the covering from her small clitty. "See, Uncle John, there's a little bump there." She turned to her sister, kneeling beside them watching their uncle finger her sister's cunny. "Can you touch it and see if that helps, Amy? I'm busy holding my trickle hole open so Uncle John can get his finger in me deeper." Amy touched the child lightly on her clitoris, making her jump and twitch. "Oh, yes, that's it," she said, "Keep touching it and rub it a little while you make your finger go in and out of me! That feels so good!" Amy and John did as she asked, and her hips jerked faster and thrust up and down. John had never masturbated a child before. "She's going to come!" he thought, "I wonder if this is the first time she's come?" Cindy panted and twitched and thrust and got red in the face, and then suddenly jerked spasmodically as she reached her orgasm. "Ahhhh," she said, relaxing back onto the couch, "That was lovely, both of you. I loved it when you put your finger in my hole, Uncle John." John slipped his finger out of the young niece but she still lay holding her vagina open. Amy pretended to examine her sister's open hole. "You've got sticky stuff in your hole," she reported, and slipped a finger into it. "That feels nice all over again," sighed Cindy, wiggling her hips. Amy withdrew her finger and licked the clear sticky fluid off it. "It tastes nice," she reported, "Try some, Uncle John." John licked his still- wet finger off and agreed. "Let's get some more out of Cindy's trickle hole," suggested Amy and stuck her finger back into her sister. The three of them took turns wetting their fingers with the little girl's cum juices and licking them clean. Harry walked in while John had his finger inside the little girl's vagina. John was frightened at what his brother would say and do. He had been so absorbed in feeling the young girl's cunny and masturbating her that he had forgotten that she was Harry's daughter. Cindy saw the frightened look on her uncle's face and spoke up quickly. "Daddy, my trickle was itchy and I asked Uncle John to make it feel better and he did! He put his finger in me and it felt so nice! Was that OK Daddy?" Harry smiled at them and sat down in his big chair, his erection waving in front of him. "Sure," he said, "If he did what you asked him to do, that's fine." John relaxed and Amy went and sat on her father's lap just to one side of his jutting cock. She leaned back against him and got comfortable. "You're a nice Daddy," she said, letting her legs fall open a little on either side of his. John looked at his other niece snuggling up against her naked father, her cunny showing a little between her opened legs. Harry put his hand on his daughter's thigh and she let it fall to the side, spreading the crack between her legs. "My trickle's itchy, now, Daddy," she said. "Is it Honey? Would you like the itch to go away?" he asked her. Amy nodded. Harry laughed. "I know what you're up to," he said, "You want me to play with your little trickle and help you masturbate. How about if you show me how you do it, and then maybe I can do it better?" Amy giggled and got off her father's lap and lay on her back on the floor. She spread her legs and looked up at the two men watching her. "Okay," she said, "I'll show you how I do it, and then you have to do it to me as well, okay?" Harry looked at John and both nodded. The two men watched as the ten-year-old lifted her legs and let them fall to the side. "I get my legs nice and wide open so I can get both hands in between them and touch my trickle place all over," she explained, "Then I feel my pee hole here and tickle it, and I rub my finger all around this funny hole that goes up inside me, and I play with this little bump up at the top of my crack. See it, Uncle John?" She peeled the flap of skin back from her clitoris and showed the small bud to her uncle. "I rub it like this with two fingers and it feels really good! My hole gets feeling all funny and some stuff comes out of it and it makes it easy to put my finger up inside it. First I put one finger in; and then I put two, because it makes it full up more; just like when you put your finger inside Cindy's hole, Uncle John." The young girl began masturbating as she talked, and her father and uncle watched as her hips began to jerk and thrust. "Oh, that feels so good, Daddy!" she gasped, writhing on the floor, "Now it's your turn to do it to me," and she climbed on his lap again, still keeping both small hands busy in her cunny slit. "Do it to me, Daddy, please?" she asked. Cindy went up to her sister. "Let me try, Daddy," she said, kneeling in front of her sister. "I'll do it like Amy and Uncle John did it to me. You can watch, Uncle John, and tell me if I'm doing it right." Amy slid forward on her father's lap so her cunny was closer to her kneeling sister and opened her legs wider so her sister could play with her in between her legs. Cindy began fondling her sister while the two men watched. "Is this the right way, Uncle John?" asked Cindy as she slipped her finger in and out of her sister's cunny hole. "Do you like it, Amy?" asked her uncle. "Oh, yes, Uncle John, it's nice!" replied the ten-year-old, "Can you tickle my pee hole and touch this place up at the top of my trickle crack? That would be so nice!" John stood next to the chair and used both hands to touch his niece's urethra and her small clitoris at the same time. Amy touched her swollen nipples with both small hands. "My titty bumps are itchy, too, Daddy," she said, "Can you play with them a little?" Harry tenderly fondled his daughter's swollen nipples while the others fingered her, in between her legs. Soon she was jerking and making little sounds as she reached her orgasm. As she relaxed and lay still, Cindy said, "Oh, look, some of that stuff is coming out of Amy's hole, just like it came out of mine." She licked off the finger she had pulled out of her sister's vagina. "See if it tastes the same as mine did, Uncle John! Try some, Daddy, it's really good!" Harry and John slipped their fingers in turn up the child's vagina and licked the clear slippery fluid off their fingers. A big drop dribbled out of the young girl and hung at the entrance to her cunny hole. "I'm going to get that nice big drop," said Cindy, leaning forward and licking it up. She smacked her lips. "It tastes even better that way," she reported. "Can I get some more, Daddy?" Harry looked up at John and nodded. "Sure, Dear, go ahead," he said. Amy kept her legs spread wide open and Cindy leaned forward and began lapping at the entrance to Amy's cunny hole, doing her best to let the men have a good look at what she was doing to her sister. She lapped up all Amy's cum liquid. "Oh, Daddy, that feels good, what Cindy's doing to me," panted Amy. "I'm starting to feel all funny again! Play with my titty bumps!" John and Harry each fondled one of the little girl's nipples, while her sister licked her cunny. Soon she was jerking and spasming as she reached her orgasm again. Cindy sat back. "Now there's more stuff coming out of her trickle hole," she said. "Would you like to lick Amy's trickle and see what it tastes like, Uncle John?" John looked at the niece's spread-open cunny and hesitated. He wanted to taste her sweet delicious juices and lick her private parts, but what would her father think? He looked at his brother. Harry smiled back. "Go ahead," he said, "Might as well get it straight from the tap!" John knelt between his niece's legs and leaned forward towards her cunny. He spread the lips open wider with both hands and licked up the drop of her fluid that was hanging from the bottom of her cunny hole. Amy sighed as his tongue touched her cunny and said, "Ooo, Uncle John, that feels nice! Lick me some more!" John loved the taste of the niece's cunny, and licked and lapped at it to get her juices. "Put your tongue in my hole," Amy said, and John did as his niece asked, slipping his tongue up her channel for more clear girl-cum. "Do me up at the top," she said, spreading her cunny lips apart and peeling back the covering from her clitoris, "Lick me up here." She twisted and turned on her father's lap as her uncle made her come again by licking her in between her legs. When she had stopped jerking and had relaxed against her father with a sigh of contentment, John got to his feet. Amy opened her eyes sleepily and noticed his erection. "Oh, Uncle John," she said, "Your thing has a drop of something at the end. It looks like it's coming out the hole in the end. Are you peeing?" John looked down at his cock and he and Harry both laughed. "No, Honey," said Harry, "Your uncle's thing is just sad that nobody wants to play with it, and that's a little tear, that's all." "Oh, that's not true!" said Amy, "I'll play with your cock, Uncle John!" "So will I," said Cindy, coming to sit on the arm of her father's chair opposite her uncle. Amy reached up and touched her uncle's erection. "It feels all warm, Uncle John," she said, "and all hard underneath this soft skin." She examined her uncle's cock, pretending she had never seen one before. "Oh, look, these things that hang down are funny," and she gently fondled her uncle's testicles, cuddling them and playing with them. John knew he would come in a minute if Amy didn't stop playing with his genitals. "I think that's enough, Honey," he said as she continued to cuddle his balls with one hand and touched the big bulbous head of his cock with the other. "Oh, no, Uncle John," Amy objected, wiping off the drop of pre-cum from the head of his cock with her finger, and putting it in her mouth. "I have to make the tears stop. Besides, they taste nice!" Amy put her head directly in front of her uncle's cock and examined the piss hole in the end closely. "The tears are still coming," she said, using both hands to cuddle his big balls and letting his cock bob freely. John suddenly knew his balls were going to overflow. Although he wasn't going to have an orgasm yet, the pressure in his balls had built up so much from all the sex games he had been playing that his semen was going to start flowing. And his niece's small hands fondling his testicles were what had brought him over the edge. He looked quickly at his brother and tried to explain. "Harry, I'm going to make a mess in a minute! Have you got a tissue?" Harry looked at his daughter. "Amy will take care of it, won't you Honey?" he asked. Amy nodded and looked up at her uncle as she took the shaft of his cock in one small hand. "Is it going to squirt stuff out, Uncle John, or will it come out in a steady flow?" asked the little girl. "I think it'll come out in a flow," replied her uncle. "Oh goody," said Amy, smacking her lips, "I don't want to waste any." She tipped her head back and pointed his cock down towards it. She stuck her tongue out like a carpet, and opened her mouth wide; holding it underneath her uncle's throbbing cock while she continued to fondle his testicles. John watched the creamy liquid gush out of his cock and spill down over his niece's waiting tongue and into her small mouth in a thick white stream. He saw a dreamy look come over her face as the white stuff hit her taste buds. She looked her uncle in the eye as she savored his semen, swishing the gooey mass around in her mouth and swallowing it down. John was even hornier now. "Do you like that?" he asked her. Amy nodded as she licked the last drops of the flow from the underside of his cock-head. "I love the taste," she replied, "Got any more?" John looked at Harry, who was stroking his cock while Cindy played with his balls gently, and realized nieces weren't innocent as he had thought. "Would you like to suck my cock?" he asked. "That was just the overflow you got just now. My balls are still full of it, and if you suck it out, you can have it." "Oh goody," exclaimed Amy, leaning forward with her mouth open. She licked around the head of her uncle's throbbing cock and then took the head in her mouth, licking around it as she masturbated the thick shaft. John sighed with pleasure as the child sucked his cock, bobbing her head forward and back while she cuddled his balls. "Let me watch it squirting into your mouth, OK?" he asked her, and she looked up at him and nodded. "Here it comes, then," grunted John. Amy pulled her head back, tipping it back and opening her mouth as wide as she could. "Do you think you can hit the target, Uncle John?" giggled Cindy, who was watching closely while she fondled her father's testicles. A thick gout of thick creamy cum squirted from John's cock directly into Amy’s waiting mouth, hitting the roof of her mouth and deflecting onto the back of her tongue. The next spurt followed quickly, coating her upper teeth and dripping from them in thick gloopy strings as the next shot straight to the back of her mouth. Amy whimpered with delight and opened her mouth even wider, like a baby bird whose mother is feeding it. She held the man's cock with both hands and masturbated him, directing his thick semen into her mouth. She held the cum in her mouth, which filled up to form a creamy lake. She had to tip her head farther back as it filled, so that the cum wouldn't spill out. When the streams of cum slowed down and became dribbles, she milked the last drools out, then looked up at her uncle and showed him her mouthful of cum, looking questioningly at him. "Would you like to drink it all down?" asked John. Amy nodded carefully so as not to spill any of her mouthful of cum and when he said, "Go ahead then," she closed her mouth, gave a huge gulp and swallowed the whole mouthful in one go. Then she leaned forward and took the head of his cock back into her mouth, sucking and licking to get the last traces. She licked her lips and swallowed again, then sighed with contentment. "Wow, I sure got a nice big drink, Uncle John," she said, "It tasted lovely and warm!" John looked down at her, then over to where his brother was being masturbated by Cindy. "I didn't know you did this sort of thing," he said, "How long have you been doing it?" "A couple of years now," replied Harry, "The girls came home from school one day and said that one of the boys had offered to show them his cock if they showed him what they had between their legs." "And did you?" John asked Amy. Amy giggled. "We told him he had to pull his pants right down. And the principal came along and caught us!" She giggled again and Cindy said, "That's right! We just dropped our skirts down but Johnny couldn't get his pants pulled up fast enough and the principal saw his cock. It was all soft and little because we were only eight, but he took us all along to his office. He told us we shouldn't show our trickles to boys and we asked him why not. We asked him if there was anything wrong with our trickles and showed them to him. He tried not to look at them but we knew he wanted to so the next day we let him catch us again. This time it was just us two girls and we were in the girls' changing room lying down playing with our trickles. We knew when he came in and that he was watching us so we gave him a good look. Then when he took us to the office this time we sat on his desk in front of him and showed him our trickles close up. It turned out he had seen his own children playing with their pubic organs the day before, after he'd caught us and the son, and played with them later on that night. So we got him to take his cock out and show it to us. He showed us how to make it spit up, and played with our trickles while we played with his cock." @@@@@@@@@@@ "That was the first time we ever saw the cream come out! Then we came home and told Daddy about the fun we had. We asked him if his cock got hard like Mr. Harrison's and if we could see it. You were shy at first, weren't you Daddy?" Cindy giggled and Amy said, "That's right! We had to lift up our skirts and show Daddy our bare naked trickles before he would show us his cock! Then we showed him what we had learned at school from the Principal, about how we could make his cock spit up the cream." John's cock had started to harden again as his nieces told him how they first learned about sex, and Amy spotted it. "Look, Cindy," she said, "Uncle John's cock is getting all hard again. I bet I can get it just as big as Daddy's." Cindy was still gently masturbating her father and fondling his testicles. She giggled and said, "I wonder if Uncle John would like to put that big thing inside your little cunny? Look Uncle John, see how I put my Daddy's thing inside my hole?" As John watched, the little girl got up and straddled her father's cock, then as he held it at the entrance to her hairless cunny she gently sank down. John watched his niece's cunny lips bulge outward as the bulbous head of her father's thick penis spread them apart, slipping slowly up her vagina. "Ohh, that feels so good!" sighed the Cindy, as she wriggled around on her father's thick cock. "It goes all the way up into my insides." "Would you like to do it to me, Uncle John?" asked Amy, looking up at her handsome uncle as she masturbated him gently. "You mean. . ." "I mean do what Daddy's doing to Cindy - put that big cock inside my hole and make it squirt white stuff up inside me?" John nodded, so Amy told him to lie on the floor and she would sit on him. "Then you can play with my cunny and my titty bumps too," she said. When John was lying on his back on the floor his young niece straddled him with widespread legs and rubbed his erection up and down her wet slit. "Ooo, that's nice," she murmured, "Now play with my titty bumps and my cunny - put your finger in my hole and make me feel nice." She used the head of her uncle's cock to rub her clitty while he reached underneath her and found her wide open cunny hole and inserted his middle finger, feeling around inside the young girl. Feels good when you do that, Uncle John," she said, "But I bet this will feel even better," and she lifted up and held the thick head of her uncle's penis at the opening to her vagina as he removed his finger. She placed the man's cock at the wide spread hole and they both watched as she sank down on it slowly. Cindy worked her cunny lips around the man's thick cock, sighing with pleasure as it slid up inside her. John touched his niece on her clitty as his cock slipped into her; and when it was all the way in Amy sighed with pleasure. "Ooo, Uncle John, you've got a really big one, just like Daddy!" she exclaimed, "It goes all the way up inside my tummy!" She wriggled around and shifted her hips to make the man's cock touch different parts of her insides. "I like stirring up my tummy with your cock, Uncle John!" she giggled, and began moving up and down on it gently. Young Cindy's cunny was tight along the whole length of John's cock, the warm smooth slippery tube caressing it as she moved. "Go slow," he warned her, "or I won't be able to last too long - it feels so good having it inside you." Amy giggled. "Well, let's just let it stay there while you play with my cunny some more - tickle my pee hole and my clitty, Uncle John! I'll play with my tits while you do!" The two brothers looked around the corner of the door and saw what they others were doing. "Wow, they're really doing it!" whispered Carl. "Let's join them then," said Billy and the two entered the room. Amy saw them first and said, "Ooo, good, the boys are here, and I can see from the way their pajamas are poking out that they're got something good in them!" Cindy giggled as she rode up and down on her father's stiff cock. "Would one of you like to lick my cunny while Daddy does it to me?" she asked. Carl knelt in front of his cousin and his uncle. He loved the close-up view he had of the man's thick cock slipping in and out of the Cindy’s cunny. "Don't just sit there, do something," giggled Cindy. "Yeah," said her father, "Give your cousin a nice licking - and you can play with my balls at the same time, if you want to." Carl was excited both by watching his cousin being fucked by her father but by the idea of fondling the other man's testicles. "Are you sure?" he asked. "Sure, I bet you like to play with your own, don't you?" Carl nodded. "I bet you know how to do a good job," replied the man as his nephew began cuddling his big balls and leaned forward to lick at the cunt of his cousin. "Ooo, that's nice," sighed Cindy, and her father nodded in agreement. Carl's tongue was licking his cock shaft as Cindy slipped her cunny up and down it, as well as the cunts parts. Carl kept licking and fondling until Harry said, "Here it comes, Honey," and Cindy gave an extra wiggle on her father's cock, and an extra long lift up so she could plunge it into herself farther, and her father's cock popped out and swayed towards Carl, jerking and pulsing along his nose as the first long squirt of thick white semen shot up into the air and down on the boy's face, a huge splat splashing alongside his nose and drooling down towards his mouth. He was so surprised he could only keep fondling his uncle's testicles and watch as the man's cock jerked and spat glob after glob of creamy liquid up into the air and down onto his upturned face. He opened his mouth to say "Wow!" and a huge blob of semen landed right in the opening. His uncle's cum tasted so good he kept his mouth open and moved it closer to the head of his cock, letting the squirts fall right onto his tongue and dribble into his mouth. When it wouldn't squirt any more, he leaned forward to catch the last drools and dribbles, then sucked the head of his uncle's cock into his mouth to suck the last of his cum out, lapping at the erection as it softened. "Oh, wow, that was great!" he said at last, letting the man's cock slip out of his mouth. "I liked it too," replied Harry, smiling down at his nephew. "You can eat my cum any time!" Meanwhile Billy had gone over to stand beside Amy and their uncle. Amy kept sliding up and down on the man's huge erection while she reached inside her brother's pajama pants and felt his cock and his sensitive balls. "Got some nice stuff in here for me?" she asked him with a grin as she pulled the string on his pajamas and let them fall. "Sure have," he replied, kicking them off. He stood next to his uncle's body, which put his cock just at the height of his sister's mouth. She leaned forward and began licking it all over, then slipped it into her mouth and let it slide all the way to the back of her mouth. Billy looked at his uncle. "You can play with my balls if you want to, Uncle John," he said, "Amy likes all the cum she can get, don't you Sis?" Amy looked up at him and smiled around his cock, nodding. John looked at his young nephew's private parts; his slender six inch cock being licked and sucked by his sister; and reached up to caress the boy's heavy balls. Billy grunted with pleasure and his hips thrust back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of his sister's mouth. "Gonna cum!" the boy muttered, and John saw him thrust his hips in spasms towards the niece's face as she began to swallow. A dreamy look was on her face, as she slid up and down even faster, on her uncle's cock. Her hips jerked and she twitched. John knew he couldn't hold out much longer with his sexy niece bouncing up and down on his cock the way she was. "I'm going to cum!" he grunted. "Ooo goody!" giggled Amy, wiggling around on her uncle's penis, trying to force it even further up inside her tight cunny. "I love it when Daddy and Billy squirt that lovely stuff way up inside my hole. It makes my insides all gooshy and squdgy! Do it, Uncle John! Make your white stuff go right up into my insides!" John gave one quick glance at his grinning brother, then was unable to hold back any longer. The man felt his cock-head twitch inside her pussy, before he began squirting his thick sticky semen into his niece. He grasped her slender hips and thrust his cock as deep as he could inside her, feeling his cum jetting into the depths of the young niece’s vagina. By this time, Cindy had gotten off her father's lap and was kneeling beside them, lapping at her sister's cunny as John's semen began drooling back down out of it and smacking her lips at the taste. Carl stood beside Billy and watched Amy suck the last drops of cum from her brother's cock, then look at his still-rigid penis, which he was stroking gently as he watched. She licked her lips and said, "Want me to help you with that?" Carl nodded as she reached for his cock and leaned forward, sliding the full length into her mouth all at once and beginning a fast back-and-forth motion with her head. Soon Carl's hips jerked and he thrust forward. "Cumming!" he groaned. Then he watched, as his cousin licked the head of his cock and fondled his balls; while her mouth filled up with thick warm cum. Amy swallowed; then lifted herself up off her uncle's cock, far enough for it to slip out, and for Cindy to get her head underneath her vaginal opening, where she could lap up the rest of their uncle's cum. Afterwards, they all went out into the kitchen and had milk and cookies, before going to bed. Only that night, Amy slept with her father and cousin, while Cindy slept with her uncle and brother. None of them really got much sleep that night, or for the next several nights, for that matter.

This is part 8 of my Journal. I started writing it when I made a bold decision to change my life. I left my dull existence in North Wales and went to work as a Housekeeper for a man in the East Midlands of England. It is a decision that I will never regret. I have never been so happy and never had so much pleasure. Vanessa Week commencing November 23 As soon as I got out of bed I tied the weight to my clit with the nylon cord. I wasn’t looking forward to another week with it tugging at me as the pain was far greater than the pleasure that it gives me. When I initially tied it on the warm sexual feelings were there but by lunchtime my clit was swollen and hurting. That night I pleaded with Jon to let me take it off and he finally agreed to let me take it off on the Wednesday evening. All day Tuesday I tried to keep as still as possible and spent most of the day making the leotard for Jenny. I’d discussed the events of last Thursday with Jon and after having a good laugh at the young man Jon had told me to make the crotch part of Jenny’s leotard even narrower than mine. He said that he was thinking of coming along to the class himself. If he did turn up he told me to ignore him so that no one knows who he is. Wednesday - I had to go to Tesco and it was real painful doing all that walking. Talk about a throbbing between your legs. Didn’t see Bridie. I was glad when Jon came home and he gave me permission to take the weight off. We both had a good look at my clit which was bright red. Definitely a lot bigger but would it be when the swelling went down? Thursday - I arrived for aerobics 45 minutes early and the young man was waiting outside the doors looking very sheepish. When Jenny arrived she let us in and we went straight to the girls changing rooms. Jenny told the young man to strip off and we did too. As the young man’s trousers came down I saw his hard-on sticking out of his undies and it looked quite good pointing to the ceiling when he was naked. He tried to cover it with his hands but Jenny told him to keep them by his side. I gave Jenny her new leotard and we both put them on - without anything underneath. Jenny looked good in hers and I could see a couple of pubic hairs sticking out of the sides of her pussy and her little triangle of hair was clearly visible. Jenny said, “I’m going to have to be careful when I’m stretching my legs, are you sure that you’ve made this one exactly the same as yours?” I lied. My still swollen clit formed a little bulge in mine. Jenny then went into her bag and got out a pair of little red, silky, bikini style knickers and a short T-shirt. She gave them to the young man and told him to put them on. After a minute or so of pleading to be let off, the young man finally put them on. He did look a pillock with his dick straining to stay in the flimsy red knickers. The T-shirt didn’t even come down to his waist so it was very obvious that they were girl’s knickers that he was wearing. Jenny said, “don’t worry, once you get into the workout your hard-on will soon go, now get into the gym and get the mats out of the cupboard.” No sooner than he had left 2 of the women in the class came in, said, “hello” and started getting changed. We left them to it and went to the gym. The young man’s erection had gone by the time we got there, which was probably a good thing for him as there were 3 of the men in the class already there. They were looking at him when we walked in but their attention moved to us when they saw us. They all came up to us and started chatting to us both. I could see all 3 sets of eyes looking up and down our bodies. That alone was enough to start that tingling feeling between my legs. Jenny took charge of the situation and started the class straight away. The rest joined in as and when they arrived. I did notice 2 new men who Jenny talked to at the break. I had taken my usual place at the back and had very little attention given to me. However, Jenny couldn’t say the same. Her leotard had ridden up in between her pussy lips. Every time she moved around the gym there was at least one pair of men’s eyes following her. After she had given the new men the course details, Jenny came over to me and said, “I don’t know if this leotard was a good idea, it’s cutting me in half and some of the men have noticed.” “Isn’t that what you wanted?” I asked. “Well yes, but now that I’m doing it I’m not so sure” she said. “Don’t think about it, just do it” I replied. The young man had stood sheepishly in a corner during the break. We started the class again and that section was going to be more interesting. It was mostly floor work and the leg stretching would pull my leotard right into my pussy. It was already damp with sweat, but I just knew that my juices would start flowing as I watched the men watching me. Jenny usually demonstrated each exercise before she asked us to do it, by facing us and then doing it. She must have been very self-conscious to start off with because each time she got down onto the floor she turned and faced the wall. One or two people at that end of lines would have been able to see the leotard tightly stretched over her pussy but not many. As the session went on she obviously didn’t care as she went back to facing us. Just before the end she bent over backwards and I got a beautiful view of the damp Lycra digging into her between both of her lips. I looked over to the young man and saw that he was having a good look and he was starting to get an erection that was pushing the red knickers out in front. When it came to the crab position I deliberately took my time and waited until the man in front of me got down. His upside down face was staring at me in anticipation. I really went for it and stretched my legs as wide as I could knowing that the Lycra was bunched up inside my lips, but bulging where my still swollen clit was pushing against it. By the time the session finished both Jenny’s and my leotards were nearly transparent with sweat and as the people walked out I noticed at least 2 full erections bulging out in the men’s shorts. Jenny wasn’t finished with the young man and she told him to clear away the mats while we decided what to do next. We waited until all the other people in the class had got dressed and left before she went and locked the school’s front door. This left just the 3 of us in the whole building with no windows in the gym that were below about 15 feet. When she came back Jenny told the young man to take the T-shirt and his trainers off, leaving him wearing just the red knickers. She then announced that the young man was going to have an extra workout. If he didn’t do what she said she would go to the police. His fingerprints in the store cupboard would prove that she was telling the truth. The lad said okay and asked what he had to do. The first thing was to watch Jenny and me undress each other and make love to each other on the gym floor. I later realised that the idea behind that was (apart from the pleasure to Jenny and me) for the young man to get a real hard-on and to keep it as he did various exercises. Who was I to argue, it was what I wanted and Jenny and me had a most enjoyable 10 minutes. The poor young man’s dick was sticking out of the top of the little knickers and when he went to play with it Jenny told him to stop. The young man then had to run to the other end of the gym and back 5 times. Jenny decided that it would be better if he removed the knickers and did it again. It was funny watching his dick and balls bounce up and down as he ran. It was even better when he had to run on the spot. His dick was starting to go soft so Jenny had him get in the crab position and then asked me to sit as close to his face as I could. Needless to say that my legs were wide apart and that I was frigging myself. It wasn’t long before dick was pointing to the ceiling again. Twenty press-ups followed but it wasn’t his chin that had to touch the floor then rise up. Next Jenny had him walking on his hands for a few minutes. To finish with Jenny had him lay spread-eagle in the floor. We both stood with a foot either side of his body, back to back and we lowered ourselves down to him. The idea was for Jenny’s pussy to be about 3 inches from his face and mine to be so close to his dick that he could feel my body heat, but not actually touch me. I have to admit that it didn’t quite go according to plan and I let the tip of his dick just go inside me. I wanted to impale myself on him but I didn’t, I knew that if Jon found out he would kill me. When his dick touched my pussy he jerked quite a bit and I thought that he might cum but he didn’t. Jenny wanted to be fair and told me that she wanted to swap positions, so we did. As we went down I let my clit just touch his nose. The young man jerked again, this time a lot more violently and we all collapsed in a pile. I sort of went over his head and was just about sat on his face. When I turned round to look at Jenny she had gone almost straight down and was impaled on him. She moaned and shouted “NO!” and got up just as he shot his lot up in the air just missing Jenny’s pussy but getting the inside of her thigh. The rest of it landed on his chest and stomach. I think that a little bit might just have landed on my back but I wasn’t sure. Jenny turned round to face him and said (aggressively) “That wasn’t supposed to happen. Now look at what you’ve done you’ll have to clean that lot up (pointing to the inside of her thigh), with your tongue.” (Her voice was calming down the more she said). The young man hesitated and Jenny said, “or would you rather I called the police. They won’t believe you if you try to tell them what’s been happening here.” The lad had no choice. To start off with his face was a picture, I guess that he’d not tasted his cum before and he didn’t know what to expect. As his tongue licked higher up Jenny thigh she opened her legs wider so that he could get to the highest bit. His face was an inch from her pussy - again. I was beginning feel left out but Jenny was thinking of me. When he stopped licking she said, “You missed a bit that landed here (pointing to my pussy) get on you back and when she squats down on you, lick it off.” “That’s very considerate of you” I said and lowered myself onto his face. It only took a couple of seconds for me to have an orgasm and I had trouble staying on my feet. After it subsided I got up and smiled at Jenny who said to the boy “Right, don’t let me ever catch you spying on us again. Now put those knickers back on and then your own clothes and get the hell out of here. If I ever see you again I will telephone the police. Is that understood?” “Yes miss,” he meekly said as he pulled on the knickers. As he ran out of the gym Jenny and me looked at each other and burst out laughing. As we were picking up our leotards Jenny said, “There’s a lot of equipment in here, do you think that we could have some fun with some of it?” “I’m sure we could” I said, “let me think about it. By the way, did you want those knickers back?” “Not after he’d been covering them with his spunk” she said, “besides, it will give him something to remind him of tonight.” We went and had an uneventful shower and headed for home. Jenny had promised to go and meet some of her mates. Friday - The previous night’s exercises were taking their toll on my muscles and it was the middle of the afternoon before they let me forget them. Saturday November 28 Didn’t really get the chance to tell Jon about the Thursday night fun until the Saturday morning over breakfast. He wasn’t at all happy that I had let the boy’s dick touch my pussy and made me get over his knee while he spanked me 100 times. I’m sure that his arm must have been aching by the time that he finished. My butt was red and sore, but I had managed to avoid crying - just. By the time I had got to “40 - thank you Master” I could feel his dick getting hard. By the time “70 - Thank you Master” came my stomach was getting damp with his pre-cum. In the nineties I noticed that he was slowing down and that his hand was staying on my hot butt for a second or two before the next stroke. When he finished he quickly lifted me off him, put me over the kitchen table and rammed himself into me. There was no resistance in my pussy as it had started getting wet as soon as I felt his dick rising. The only problem was that I was lying on top of some of the breakfast things and they were digging into my stomach. It wasn’t long before he came and pulled out of me. I didn’t cum but was close to it and I was a bit frustrated when he stopped. I asked him if I could finish myself off but he wouldn’t let me. Instead he went for a tape and measured the length of my clit. It was slightly longer but that was probably because of my state of arousal at that time. I was glad that Jon decided that the stretching exercise had been waste of time. The pain had been unpleasant. After breakfast Jon had me ring Vicky to see if she wanted to go out somewhere that night. Liz told me that Vicky was visiting her parents in London that weekend. Not a very exciting rest of the day, we went shopping for a new washing machine. Jon had decided that the old one was ‘well past its sell by date’. At least there was the possibility of some fun when it was going to be delivered. Sunday November 29 Sunday started in its usual way - reading the papers. After that Jon decided that we would go for a ride to the coast. The thought sent a shiver down my spine. Anywhere in England is cold at the end of November but the coast would be absolutely freezing. Jon let me put on my new knee length boots, stockings and suspenders, leather skirt, a T-shirt and my coat. He let me do the driving as he said that I needed the experience. It took us 3 hours to get there and as soon as we did we went for a walk on the beach. God it was cold. After that we went to a pub and had some food. There was a pool table in there and Jon ‘challenged’ me to a game. Jon put the money on the table and we waited for our turn. There was a group of rough looking young men there and I didn’t feel that comfortable, especially when they came out with lots of rude comments as I bent of the table to have my shot. Well I was giving them a great view of my ass (pussy too probably), but it was the comments like “I’d love to get that over the table” and “I know where I’d put my cue and balls” that put me off. It wasn’t so much the words, they were a bit funny really but it was the way that they were said. I was glad when Jon said that we were leaving. I drove again and we got home about 7 o’clock. Week commencing November 30 Monday - went into town for a wander around the shops. Saw a few adverts for shops looking for Christmas staff but when I told Jon about it he said no. Wednesday - the new washing machine arrived in the afternoon and I put on my cheesecloth dress to let the men in. It didn’t take long for them to install it but I did take the opportunity of one of them lying on his back to connect some pipes to go and stand right next to him. When he looked up at me he must have seen right up my dress as he suddenly stopped telling me what he was doing and went all quiet. His mate had to get something so I had to move out of his way. Thursday - was aerobics evening and I went early again. Jenny and I both wore our white leotards and we had the same stares from the men. Jenny was a little more confident and didn’t turn away when she bent down. The front row had a good view. When it came to the floor work I got all wet looking at the bulge on the man in front of me as he watched my leotard disappear into my pussy. At the end of the evening Jenny was in a hurry - again, but she did find time to give me a long kiss and a quick grope. Friday - went to Tesco but didn’t see Bridie. Made up for feeling a bit bored by bending down in front of a young male shelf stacker. He dropped a box of biscuits when he realised what he was looking at. Muscles ached from the previous night’s exercises. Saturday December 5 Quite a boring weekend really, Jon dragged me round the shops looking for something for his PC. Nothing of any interest happened all day. Sunday December 6 Sunday was just about as boring except that we went to the gym. Jon had me wear my leotard but with my white Lycra shorts on underneath. He said that he didn’t thing the Hotel was ready for my butt being openly displayed in the gym. Swimming pool, sauna and steam rooms yes, but not the gym. To get to the gym we have to walk through the Leisure Centre’s reception area and there are often lots of guests there. Because of all the clothes that I was wearing there were no pleasurable incidents in the gym but Jon did keep us there for over an hour. I was knackered by the time that we went for a swim. Jon didn’t tell me what to wear for the pool so I took the shorts off and just wore the leotard. I’ve never seen anyone in the pool with a T-back costume but I thought that there has to be a first for everything. I walked out of the changing room with a towel round my waist and when Jon saw me he said, “Taken the shorts off have you?” He knows me too well. We swam for about 10 minutes before getting into the Jacuzzi. No one had noticed me as I got into the pool but an elderly couple did when I got out and into the Jacuzzi. The man was smiling but the look on the woman’s face told me that she wasn’t happy. We ignored her and carried on. It was great lying there in those warm bubbles; I nearly went to sleep. No one came and joined us and after quite a while we went back into the pool to cool off. The pool was just about empty and when we got out and went to the sauna it also was empty. Jon decided that we would strip off and lay there for a while. Jon lay across the end and I lay along the side with my head near him. After about 10 minutes a teenage boy came in and the only place he could sit was at my feet. My feet were about a foot apart and I knew that Jon wouldn’t want me to pull my legs together so I left them where they were. The boy sat as sideways as he could and was looking directly down at my pussy. After about 5 minutes (knowing that my pussy was being looked at, especially by a reasonable handsome young man) my pussy lips were swelling and my juices flowing. My pussy was starting to itch and I tried to resist scratching it for as long as I could but I just had to scratch it. My hand went down and the palm rested on my bare pubes while my index finger scratched the inside of one lip. This caused both lips to part and my clit become even more obvious. The lad was concentrating on my pussy so much that he didn’t see me looking at him and his rapidly bulging costume that was quite brief for a young man’s today. The majority of them wear big baggy shorts that don’t do anything for me; I like to see men in very brief swimming trunks so that you can see the shape of their dicks. This lads costume was brief and his large erection was starting to peak out of the top of his costume. His dick looked massive, bigger than Jon’s. When I had finished scratching I couldn’t resist giving my clit a quick flick as I brought my hand away from it. The lad’s eyes opened wider and he looked up at my face. Our eyes met so I smiled at him and licked my lips. I guess that he couldn’t cope with a girl being so obvious and looked down at the floor and a couple of minutes later he left. As he got off the bench his still hard dick burst out of the top of his costume and the top inch was visible as he walked out. I looked at Jon who was smiling, and then settled down for more relaxation. No one else came in and after a while Jon told us that we were leaving. Just as we walked out of the sauna a male member of staff walked into the area. His face was a picture, he obviously wasn’t expecting to see a naked woman and the pleasurable surprise on his face was obvious. On the way out he was behind the counter and I handed my towel to him. He was very polite and with a smile on his face, he said, “Please come again, soon.” The rest of the day was quiet and boring. Week commencing December 7 The only interesting thing that happened was when I went to aerobics. Jon decided to drop me off instead of me taking the car and I didn’t get there until a couple of minutes before Jenny got started. I was pleased to see that Jenny was wearing her leotard as I was wearing mine. Just after we had started I heard the door open and someone come in. When I looked over to see who the person was I got a bit of a shock. It was Jon, wearing a very baggy pair of running shorts and a T-shirt. I was thinking of what to say to him at the break but remembered that he had told me that if he turned-up I was to ignore him. At the break Jenny went over to him and another man and was probably explaining details of the course to them. After that she came over to me and said, “Hi.” We had a little chat and I asked if she’d seen anything of the voyeuristic boy. “Thankfully no” she said and went to get the class started again. As usual she spent some of the time walking around telling people what they were doing wrong, or right. She seemed to be spending quite a bit of time in front of Jon and I wondered why. The same man was in front of me and having a good look at my pussy as my leotard had disappeared inside my lips - again, and I was definitely wet as I was dreaming-up things that Jon might be up to. At the end of the session Jenny came up to me and said, “You’ll never guess what that new man has been up to.” Well I could but I wasn’t going to let on. “No, tell me” I said. “His dick was hanging out of his shorts and as the session went on it got harder and harder. In the end it was rock hard and I could see every bit of it.” “Disgusting!” I said, “Watch out he’s coming over.” Everyone else had gone off to get changed by then just leaving Jon, Jenny and me in there. As Jon walked up to us I could see his dick outside his shorts pointing to the ceiling. Before Jenny could say something Jon says, “Can I help you to put the mats away?” “Err yes please; they go in that cupboard over there (pointing to a door).” Jenny said then looked at me as if to say ‘I don’t believe this!’ I said, “Let’s stay and watch this.” Jenny didn’t move so we just stood there and watched as Jon collected and then put the mats away. He still had his erection (outside his shorts) as he walked over to the door, opened it and said, “After you ladies.” We walked out without saying a word and walked into the girls changing rooms. By then everyone else had gone and it was a good job because Jon followed us in. When Jenny looked at him he just said, “Just carry on, don’t let me stop you” and he proceeded to take his clothes off and get into the shower. Jenny looked a little hesitant so I stripped off and walked to the shower saying “come on Jenny, don’t be shy.” Jenny slowly stripped off and came to join us. Jon and me were soaping ourselves and still pretending to not know each other as Jenny turned-on another shower. Jon must have been waiting for that to happen as he turned to me and said, “will you suck that for me (pointing to his dick).” I didn’t say anything but bent my knees and took his full length into my mouth. Jenny’s face was priceless; she must have been thinking that I was a right tramp. Jon didn’t cum and after a minute he pulled out and said, “Turn round and bend over,” so I did. As he rammed his dick into me I put my hands on Jenny’s hips and started licking the front of her pussy. She said, “I don’t believe this,” but she still responded by opening her legs and letting my tongue get into her hole. As her (and mine) orgasm built one of Jon’s hands reached out and held her left breast. The other hand reached under me and started massaging my left nipple. It didn’t take long for all three of us to cum and when I stood up I said, “Jenny, meet my Master, Jon. Jon this is Jenny.” “I thought it must be” Jon said, “Vanessa has told me all about what you two have been up to.” Jenny blushed a bit and was just going to say something when Jon said, “Vanessa has been a little too forward and needs to be punished, would you mind if we used your gym please?” “Err yes” Jenny replied. Jon then told me to go into the gym and wait for me. He went into the boys changing room for something while Jenny said that she had better go and lock the school doors and off she went - grabbing a towel as she went. As I waited for him in the gym I was wondering what Jon had gone for and what he was going to do for me. I didn’t have to wait long. As soon as he walked in I saw the cane in his hand and knew what was going to happen. I didn’t have long to think about it as he immediately told me to run from one end of the gym to the other and back. I was totally naked and my little breasts bounced as much as they could. I was on my third length when Jenny came back in and stood next to Jon who said something to her. After 5 lengths I had to stop and spend 5 minutes running on the spot in front of them. I don’t know what Jon said to Jenny but she sat on the floor and watched me. Next I had to put my arms high in the air and then jump into a spread-eagle position, then back. This workout was worse than Jenny’s. After that it was press-ups. I couldn’t manage many of them and was really sweating by then. After that it was standing on my hands and leaning my feet against the wall. Then came lying on my back and pushing my legs and body up so that I was on my shoulders and elbows. In that position I had to spread my legs as much as I could and hold it until I collapsed. As I was like that and getting a bit of a breather I saw that Jon was starting to get a hard-on again. After that I had to get in the ‘crab’ position and walk over towards Jenny and get my open pussy as close to her as I could. At last Jon told me to stand up, after a couple of seconds I had to part my feet about 18 inches and then bend over and touch my feet without bending my knees. I just knew what was next, as I looked back at Jon through my legs I saw him pick-up the cane and come over to me. I closed my eyes and waited. The first one landed as a bit of a surprise (don’t know why). “Ow! One - thank you Master” I said. After “Ten - than you Master,” I was getting very wet and close to crying. I looked as Jenny who was mesmerised but not that far-gone to not be able to frig herself. Her right hand was moving rapidly. After “Fifteen - than you Master,” I was crying - a lot. Jon stopped and looked at me for a minute then moved a bit then number 16 landed. They were now landing on one cheek and bending round and hitting my pussy lips. Numbers 18, 19 and 20 found my clit. The pain was terrible but at the same time my pussy was throbbing (and not just from the pain). My juices had run right down to my knees. Jon stopped after “Twenty - thank you Master.” He told me to stand up straight and pull myself together. As I stood there sobbing Jenny got up and came over to me. She asked me if I was all right and gave me her towel to wipe my face. Jon went off to get changed and when I had stopped crying Jenny said, “Are you sure that you’re alright?” and “Why do you put up with it?” As we walked back to the changing room I told her that I was happy with Jon, I needed Jon and (pointing to my juices running down my legs) would I do it if I wasn’t getting pleasure out of it? Jenny had no answers and she helped me have another shower and then put my dress on. She kept telling me about all the red wheals on my backside. I said, “Look at the ones on my pussy.” She did and said, “Wow!” Jon was waiting for us when we got to the schools doors. He asked Jenny to come for a drink with us but she declined. We went home with my trying to keep my backside off the car seat. Friday - was quiet apart from when the papergirl came. When I turned round to go and get the money I heard her gasp and say “what happened to you?” I just said, “I was a bad girl at school and my teacher punished me.” “What!” she said, but I didn’t answer. Saturday December 12 Jon woke me up at 4 o’clock in the morning. When I finally came round he told me to pack a bag as we were going on holiday. It was my birthday on the Tuesday and Jon had decided to ‘treat his little slave’. At 8’oclock we were getting on a plane to Tenerife. When we got there it was great to feel the heat as the plane door opened. Walking across the tarmac I had trouble with my dress blowing up. Jon told me that Tenerife was a quite a windy island, particularly in the winter. I said that I could get used to winters like that. The coach took us to Playa de las Americas and a Hotel called Columbus. We had a room that over-looking the swimming pool. The weather wasn’t as good as Ibiza had been but it was still a hell of a lot warmer than England and we stripped off and sat on the balcony. I’d seen one woman topless by the pool so I wasn’t worried when Jon told me to take my dress off. When I was sat on a chair on the balcony people walking beside the pool would have trouble telling if I was topless, never mind bottomless. After about 30 minutes soaking up the sun Jon decided that he was hungry and told me to put on a short wrap-round skirt and crop top while he just put on his baggy short running shorts and we went looking for a restaurant. As we were walking down the street I realised that a lot of people were going to see the lower half of my naked body that week, the wind was bad. We found a café down the street and had a good meal. After that we decided to go for a walk to see what was there. Every time that we came to a corner I was expecting my skirt to fly up. It did quite a few times and I got a few wolf-whistles. Jon was enjoying it and so was I in a way. Jon told me that the only time that I could hold my skirt down was if there was a policeman looking. The Spanish police can (he said) be a funny lot and lock you up for a very trivial reason. He said that he had often seen them treat holidaymakers very badly. We found a shopping mall that wasn’t that big and Jon said that we’d go back later. There were dozens of tourist type shops that Jon said we would avoid. We also found a sex shop but it was closed. We wandered back to the apartment and got there as it was getting dark. Jon went to the bar but told me to go and put on (in) my Ben Wa balls and come back to the bar. When I got back he was chatting to a couple of girls that were about my age or maybe a little younger. Jon introduced them (Emma and Chloe) to me. They were on their second week there and they told us about the main drinking area at the other end of town. Jon asked about beaches and they said that there was one up by the lively part of town, but not many more around that part of the island. Jon asked if they knew of and naturist beaches and after couple of seconds silence Emma said that she had heard someone talking about a little beach a mile or so up the coast but she said that she didn’t know exactly where it was as they hadn’t been. Jon said that we would be looking for it and asked them if they would like to come. Emma said that we didn’t look like naturists and Jon laughed and said, “What does a naturist look like?” That stumped them a bit and they had to admit that neither of them had thought about it. Emma looked at Chloe and said, “What do you think, shall we go with them?” Chloe replied, “Let’s think about it.” Jon told then that we were both naturists and told me to stand up and prove it. Without hesitation I stood up and lifted the front of my skirt up and showed them my knickerless, bald pussy. I just stood there until Jon said, “OK Vanessa, you can sit down now.” Emma said that that didn’t prove anything as she often went out in a short skirt and no knickers. Jon said that I ALWAYS went without knickers. We then had a conversation about how I kept my pubes so smooth and not itchy. Both girls were interested in the machine that I have, especially as I told them that I no longer needed it because the hair wasn’t growing back. A waiter came by just then and Jon ordered us all some more drinks then asked them where they were going that night. When Chloe said that they had intended either staying there or just going to one of the local bars. Jon asked if they would like to join us for the evening. We never got further than the hotel bar that night and we ended up getting quite drunk. I have vague memories of being sprawled out on a big sofa and Emma asking me what it had been like removing my pubic hair, one by one. But not much else. I do know that Jon fucked me that night because I woke up next morning with a sore and very sloppy pussy. Sunday December 13 Woke up with one hell of a bad head. Jon had one as well but nowhere near as bad as mine. We didn’t have any breakfast and spent the first half of the morning drinking water on the balcony. About lunchtime Jon told me to put just my bikini skirt, over-sized bikini top and shoes on and go and get us some food. I walked to a supermarket just down the road and had some fun squatting down to get something from the bottom shelf when people were walking by and bending over in front of man on the checkout. Each time someone gave me a filthy look or a smile I just smiled back at them. On the way back one man turned round and followed me after the front of my skirt blew up as he was walking towards me. I guess that he was hoping for a rear view as well so just before the hotel entrance I bent over to ‘adjust’ my shoe. He must have had a great view of my ass and pussy. After breakfast / lunch we went and hired a little jeep and Jon took me to a little village about 3 miles up the coast. There was only a café and the odd shop there but Jon wasn’t interested in them. We walked out of the village up a hill and onto the coast path. At the top of the hill Jon told me to strip off and we walked a couple of hundred yards to where the path went down into a little valley. There was a minute little beach in the bottom and a number of little ramshackle homes made of rocks and anything else that had washed-up. There were a few people around them who Jon said were dropouts. As we walked down I saw that they were all scruffy and thin, I guess that Jon was right. No one took any notice of us and we walked up the other side of the valley. In the next valley there was a beach about 100 yards long with some ‘white’ sand (unlike the ‘black’ sand in Playa de las Americas). There were only about a dozen or so people on them, all naked. Jon decided where we were going to settle and we lay on our towels for about an hour. I dozed off and when I woke up a youngish couple were just above us with a baby that looked no more than a couple of weeks old. The couple were naked as well and the woman was laid with her legs open. When I looked up towards her I could see that her pussy lips were open and so was her hole, about an inch. I could see right into her. About an hour later the man pitched a tent a little way up the hill and they went and moved into it. The waves started getting bigger and bigger and Jon decided that getting them crashing over us would really wake us up. So in we went, slowly at first then right into them. It was really cold and the waves were pushing us all over the place. We came out for a rest and I noticed that Jon had got a hard-on. He said that it was the waves pounding down on him that caused it. As we sat there 2 men and 3 women dropouts came over the hill and down onto the beach. They stripped off (which didn’t take more than a couple of seconds as none of them had more than 1 article of clothing on) and into the waves they went. As we watched I noticed that the 2 men also got a hard-on. We went back in and it wasn’t long before I was watching 3 men with rampant erections getting bounced about by the waves. The 3 women dropouts seemed to be amused by it as well as they were having a bit of a giggle. Jon saw what was going on, came over to me and grabbed my solid nipples and said, “It’s getting you as well.” Before I had time to answer he picked me up pushed his dick between my legs. He said, “Put your legs round me,” and gave me a long French kiss during which time his dick pushed its way into me. There we were having sex stood on a public beach and no one batted an eyelid. Jon carried me to the water’s edge and we collapsed with him on top and still inside me. I looked up and down the beach and saw that all the dropouts were in a heap having some sort of orgy and that another couple were at it as well. It felt good having sex out in the open like that and even better when Jon rolled us over so that I was on top. I got onto my knees and rode him as fast as I could. I had just had my second orgasm when Jon came. Holding me still as he jerked the final drops out of him and into me. After that we went back into the water and washed all the sand off us before Jon decided that he wanted me to give him a blowjob. He lay on his towel and told me to get down on my knees and bend over him. He said that I had to make sure that my open pussy was visible to anyone who looked down the beach. While I was doing that a young couple walked along the beach. They stopped and watched us for a minute or so before moving on. When Jon came I swallowed all his cum then licked him clean before we settled down and enjoyed the sun. When it came time to leave we both walked naked back to the top of the hill before the village. A German couple seemed a little surprised as we met coming over the top of a ridge. I bet that they got more of a surprise when they got to the beach. We covered-up before walking down into the village and we had a drink and ice cream at the café right on the sea front. It was windy down there and it wasn’t long before my little skirt had blown over and the waiter and other customers could see everything. Back at the Hotel we bumped into Emma and Chloe in the bar. They said that they were going out with some blokes that they’d met. Emma gave me my Ben Wa balls back and said that they were good. I asked her how she got them but all she would say was that I gave them to her the previous night. I can’t remember a thing about it, it must have been when we were in the bar but that’s all I know. Jon wouldn’t tell me anything either. That night we went into the ‘lively’ part of town for a drink and some food. Jon told me that I wouldn’t have to worry about my dress blowing up. What he didn’t tell me until just before we went out was that I had to wear my lacy dress, the one with thousands of holes that looks quite normal until you get close-up when you realise that you can see everything through it. Well it was dark outside. Jon said that we weren’t going to drink much that night so we took the car. We walked the last bit and soon found ourselves in this noisy area with someone outside each bar trying to talk us into going in. We went into one on the street side that that had a TV playing a Chubby Brown video. Jon had heard his voice and said, “We’re going in there.” We spent the next hour laughing at some brilliant but filthy jokes; it was great. From there we went into a rather bright McDonalds and had a burger. One or two people (men) looked at me but there again there were a few other young girls wearing very little as well. It was the girls who were not with men that got most of the attention. All in all we had a pleasant evening with nothing special happening. Week commencing December 14 Monday - Jon got me up early and we both went to the supermarket. I had to wear just a sarong that didn’t cover much even before I started bending down or the wind started. Jon wore just a T-shirt that was a bit baggy and once or twice I managed to see the end of his dick peeking out. In the supermarket we decided to have a bit of fun with this middle-aged couple who looked a bit stuffy. We got ourselves about 10 feet ahead of them then we both bent over so that both our asses were on show to them. The man kept a straight face and ignored us but the woman looked a bit flustered and said, “well really!” as they walked passed us. We just looked at each other and laughed. After breakfast we drove up the coast and found a deserted beach. It wasn’t very big but it did have a few sun-beds on it. We took 2 of them and soaked up the sun for a while before Jon decided that he was going for a walk - naked. I lay there naked day dreaming and quite unconsciously opened my legs and started masturbating. After I had cum I fell asleep with my feet either side of the sun-bed. I started dreaming and can still remember what I was dreaming about. I was a slave in a jail in some Arabian city. There were other girls there all naked like me. One by one the girls were taken out. When it came to my turn I was dragged out into some open-air room where I was tied to a big post on top of a big step. I was being auctioned off and the auctioneer was inviting people to come up and ‘check me out’. I was being groped and prodded all over and I was eventually sold to a man who tied my hands to the back of his horse and led me through the streets naked to his home. When we got there he thrashed my backside until it hurt then made me masturbate in front of his whole household. There were about a dozen people watching me and talking about me. A woman was describing my shaved pubes and little dick but I couldn’t see her. It was then that I slowly woke up and realised that the woman was real. She was with a man on the beach a few feet in front of me and they were talking about me. They obviously though that I was still asleep as I watched them through my sunglasses - good invention for people wanting to see but not be seen to be looking. They were naked and hadn’t realised that I was awake. As I looked at them they got the urge and they fucked each other doggy style, right in front of me. I couldn’t help myself; my right hand continued what it started before. I was still quietly playing with myself when they finished, stood up and walked away. As they went I heard the man say “hell of a dream she’s having.” I watched them walk down the beach and saw Jon walking back towards them and me. When he got to me he told me to finish myself off and he told me that he had watched it all. He sat on the end of the sun-bed and watched as I thought about my Arabian slave Master and brought myself to another orgasm. About an hour later Jon decided that we were going shopping and we drove back to Playa de las Americas. We went to the shopping mall that we found on the first day and wandered around. We found a shop that sold dresses and managed to find a few that Jon liked. The young Spanish girl got a bit flustered when I took the sarong off in the middle of the shop and tried the dresses on. She kept trying to say something about ‘someone might come in’, but Jon just kept saying, “Don’t worry.” Someone did come in, one of her mates. They stood there speaking Spanish at a hell of a rate. They kept looking over to us and pointing but we ignored them. We eventually found one that Jon liked; it was very thin and silky and only just covered my butt. I reckoned that if I bent over even the slightest bit then anyone behind me would be able to see my butt. It had spaghetti straps and the front over my breasts was ‘different’. It was baggy and the way it hung on me even I could see my nipples. Anyone looking straight at me from the front wouldn’t have been able to see my breasts but if they were close enough to look down at me then they would see what I could see. From below my breasts it wasn’t tight but it wasn’t loose. After Jon paid we left, found a cafe and had a late lunch. Nothing exciting there and we went back to the Hotel. Jon told me to have a rest as it was going to be a long night. When we went out I wore my new dress and the remote vibe. To get to the nightclub we took a taxi and I’m sure that the driver got a got view as I bent over to get in. As we moved off he switched the interior light on and adjusted his mirror and I suspected that it was so that he could have a look at my legs. I thought that I would tease him a bit so I slowly opened my knees. Because they were up a bit I think that he would have had a good view of my pussy. Not sure if Jon noticed or not, he didn’t react. The club was big; it had lots of rooms and one big dance floor where the ceiling was about 30 feet above us. There were 3 cages hanging from the ceiling and I asked Jon what they were for. He said that it was for people who wanted to get high on their dancing. I wasn’t sure what he meant and didn’t say anything. We went to the restaurant and had a fantastic meal. It must have cost Jon lots of money. We even had a big bottle of champagne. French not the cheap Spanish stuff. Jon had told me to pull my dress up as we sat down to eat to make sure that I didn’t leave a wet patch on the back of it. He wouldn’t let me use a serviette so each time the waiter came to serve me he could see my bare pubes and down the front of my dress. I had nearly forgotten about the vibe until Jon switched it on while the waiter was serving the main course. It startled me a bit and I let out a bit of a gasp. The waiter ignored me. Jon left it on just long enough for me to start getting worked up, and then switched it off. When the waiter came to serve my dessert we had been waiting a while (I think the champagne helped as well) and I had started to relax and lay back against the back of the chair. I never thought about what the waiter would see and he gave a slight gasp as he saw me naked from my hips down. I smiled and sat up straight but the waiter just carried on as if nothing had happened. While I was eating my sweat Jon gave the vibe a quick burst “just to keep you topped up” he said. From the restaurant we went for a wander round and discovered that some of the little rooms had their own little dance floors and different music. The rooms seemed to have themes according to the type of music that they were playing. We went to the main dance floor that was getting quite busy by then and danced for about half an hour before finding one of the bars. It was circular and sunk low in the floor so that the counter was half way between my knees and pussy. There were only 3 girls behind the bar but I bet the male members of staff wanted to work there so that they could see up the skirts of the female customers. I’m sure that if any of them looked at me they would have seen my naked pussy but there again I bet they’ve seen so many naked pussies staring down at them that they just don’t bother any more. As we stood there drinking, Jon switched the vibe on again and left it on until I was so close to cumming that I was looking forward to my first orgasm of the night. However, Jon being Jon, knew exactly when to stop it and I was left frustrated. He must have seen the disappointment on my face because he said, “later V, later.” As Jon was ordering another drink one of girls behind the bar decided that she needed to go somewhere because she started to climb onto the bar to get over it. In doing so her little short skirt lifted up to reveal a naked trimmed pussy. I looked at Jon and said, “Did you see that!” “Yes” he replied, “nice, but not as nice as yours.” A nice ‘loved’ feeling came over me for a second. When the girl came back she did it again but this time we got a great view of her small backside. I could just see her dark lips for a second. I finished my drink before Jon and asked if we could go dancing again. Jon said that he wasn’t but that I could, but that I had to wait until someone got off one of the pillars and then dance on there. There were about 6 of these pillars spread around the edge of the dance floor. They were about 5 feet off the ground and wide enough for only one person dancing on them at a time. To get onto them there were 3 large concrete steps that people were sitting on. A few minutes later 2 of the pillars became vacant. I headed for the nearest one and climbed on. Even getting up the steps must have given the people sat on them a great view of my ass. When I got onto the pillar itself I realised that if anyone either sat on the steps or stood on the floor cared to look up they would have easily been able to see what I wasn’t wearing. The music started and I started dancing. A little bit later the vibe started and my dancing rhythm changed. I looked down to see Jon looking up at me. I turned to face him and I could see him playing with the remote control. He started pointing to my legs and then opening his arms to tell me to open my legs, so I did, about a foot. I knew that he was looking straight at my pussy and so were the 3 or 4 young men that were stood near Jon. I didn’t care; in fact I was enjoying it. Jon brought me so close to the edge so many times that I was getting almost desperate to cum. I was staring down at the young men. And tried to read their lips. They were obviously talking about me and I’m sure that one of them was pointing to my juices that were running down the insides of my legs. Jon obviously didn’t want me to cum but it he kept up the same ‘on and off time periods’ then it wasn’t going to be long before he had no more say in the matter. After another couple of on and off sessions it happened. I stopped dancing and my body just shook. It was one of the most intense orgasms that I have ever had. It lasted for ages. After that I decided that I needed to get down and have a drink, so, being the girl that I am I sat down on the edge of the pillar with my knees about a foot apart with my legs straight out and said, “Can someone help me down please?” These 4 young men all moved forward but one of them managed to get in between my legs. His face was right in front of my pussy. He wasn’t going to rush to do anything so I said, “come on then, help me down.” He was strong, his arms came out and up behind my dangling legs and round my waist. This meant that as he pulled me forward my legs went over his shoulders. As he pulled me forward his face went right into my pussy. He stepped back and then lowered me down to the floor but it was my head that was going down. My knees were over his shoulders and I was rapidly getting upside down with my dress rushing down to meet my face. Luckily the pressure of him holding me upside down against himself stopped it from going all the way and my body was only exposed down (or should I say up) to just below my breasts. The young man held me there and turned to his mates who cheered moved towards me and started groping me. One had just managed to get a finger in me when Jon stepped forward, pushed his way in and lifted me up saying “Thank you gentlemen, I’ll take my wife from there.” As Jon lowered me down my dress fell back into place and the young men walked away. They didn’t look happy that Jon had spoilt their fun and in a way I was disappointed as well. We went to a different bar and had another drink. I was getting a bit drunk by then and I think that Jon was as well. About 2 drinks and a smooch later (where Jon had his hands on my bum (under my dress) while I gave him a long French kiss) the DJ announced that the cages were being lowered and that if anyone wanted to dance in them they were to go to see him. Jon told me to go and when I found the DJ there was another girl wanting to have a go. The DJ said okay and told us which cage to go to. There was a man there when I got there and he opened the door for me then locked me in. As I was waiting for the cage to go up some drunks started saying silly things like “look at the monkey,” “where’s your banana” and “monkeys don’t wear clothes.” That seemed to give them the excuse to reach in and try to pull my dress up. Unfortunately with the cage only being about 3 feet square there wasn’t anywhere that I could go and my dress was up round my waist when the cage started going up. You can image the comments from the drunks when they saw that I didn’t have any knickers on. In a way I was enjoying them seeing me like that but I wasn’t keen on the fact that they were drunk and all trying to grope me. Jon was watching but I knew that he wouldn’t interfere as there was no chance of me coming to any harm. The cage only went up about 8 feet above the ground just high enough so that people on the dance floor couldn’t reach it. When I looked round I could see the other 2 cages both had girls in them and both were dancing. One of the girls looked as if she was only wearing a bikini and the other had a mini skirt and bikini bra on. I started dancing and had just got into the swing of it when my pussy suddenly jerked. Jon had switched vibe on again. He was playing the same game as last time - on for a minutes then off for a minutes. I looked down to see where he was but couldn’t see him. After about 5 minutes strobe and spotlights came on and were moving all over the place. Then 3 fixed spotlights came and light up the 3 cages. Shortly after that 3 (probably - I couldn’t see the other 2) more light came on, they were sunk into the floor and were directly below the cages. Yes, light was flooding right up my body from below which meant that anyone stood below could look up and see what I wasn’t wearing; and more to the point the juices that were running down the inside of my legs. Jon had as usual been keeping me right on the edge of an orgasm which meant that my juices were really flowing. If Jon kept it up for much longer then they would be dripping down onto the people below. Because of the bright lights I couldn’t see who was below me or if they were looking up at me. But that wasn’t at the front of my mind; it was the orgasm that was building in me. The excitement of knowing that hundreds of people could be watching me and even looking at my naked pussy as I slowly danced and was getting extremely close to cumming only made it worse (or should I say better). When I finally came I stopped dancing and just shook. I think that I screamed but no one would have been able to hear me anyway. Jon must have been watching and realised that I had cum because the rhythm of the vibe going on and off changed. Jon left it on and brought me to a second climax before he switched it off. It didn’t come back on and I slowly came down from my sexual ‘high’ then started dancing again. Not only were my pussy juices dripping off me but sweat must have been as well. I could certainly feel it running down my body and my dress was sticking to me in places as well. After about another 10 minutes up there I was beginning to think that I was stuck in that cage forever. I was tired and thirsty. Looking over to the other 2 cages I saw that one of the girls had stopped dancing and was sitting on the bottom of the cage so I did too. There wasn’t enough space to put my legs out in front of me so I had to bring my knees up. The bars on the bottom of the cage were about six inches apart and my backside was resting evenly over 2 of the bars. This meant that my pussy was being pulled slightly apart in between the bars. It must have been quite a sight for anyone below but I didn’t care, in fact when I realised a little tingle went through my stomach and I felt a little more juice flow. I don’t know how long after I sat down that the cage was lowered the next thing that I remember is a man with a big grin on his face leaning through the open door and pulling me up by my hand. I think that he said something to me as he pulled me up and out but I can’t remember what. Jon grabbed me as I started walking away from the cage and took me to a corner of the room to sit down and recover. He brought me a long cool drink that disappeared down my throat very quickly. Just as I was starting to get a bit of life back into me Jon decided that he wanted to have me there and then so I had to sit on his lap with my back to him and one leg either side of his while he fucked me. I’m sure that some of the people nearby knew what we were doing but nobody seemed to care. I didn’t cum again but I remember that lovely feeling of his jism shooting into me. He lifted me off him straight away and he held the back of my dress up as I sat down on the cushion next to him. As I watched him put his dick away I thought about the sticky white stains that would be on the cushion when the cleaners came round next day. Shortly after that we left and got a taxi back to the apartment. The driver didn’t look at us as he drove us back. If he had he would have seen that my dress hem was on my stomach and pussy open to catch the cool air of the night. Tuesday - My Birthday. It was late morning when I woke up. Jon was already up and had been to get us some breakfast. He’d only worn a T-shirt to the supermarket and he told me that he had accidentally flashed the girl on the checkout when he’d picked-up all the items that he’d bought. Two of them had trapped his T-shirt and pulled it up when he’d lifted them up. Apparently the girl had gasped and blushed when she’d seen his dick and that it was then that he’d realised what had happened. He said that he’d just apologised and left leaving the girl watching him walk away. It was a bright sunny day and as we eat breakfast on the balcony (hadn’t seen anyone in the rooms on either side of us since we got there); Jon told me that we were going to go to a Hotel just outside Playa de las Americas. I put on just a short wrap-round skirt and crop top and we set off. Just as we walked out of reception the wind caught my skirt and a group of people who were just arriving got any eyeful. I wasn’t really looking forward to spending the day in some Hotel or other, but if that was what Jon wanted, then ...... The Hotel Fanabe looked just like any other Hotel even when we walked around the place. It was when Jon took me into the lift and it arrived on the Hotel roof that I understood why Jon took me there. There was swimming pool and sun-beds on the roof and it was clothing optional. There were already about a dozen people there and all but one was naked. Half of them were old and wrinkly but there was a young couple with some young kids and a group of 4 young German sounding people, 3 girls and one youth. We got a couple of sun-beds, put some sun tan lotion on, settled down with our books and had a very lazy pleasurable day. We went for a swim in the pool a couple of times and it was great not having to worry whether or not I was hanging out of a costume. Yes, okay I do get sexual excitement of letting people see my interesting bits in places that they don’t expect it but it’s good to be able to be completely naked and relaxed in public at times. It’s good being naked at home but it isn’t the same as lying out in the sun by a swimming pool and being waited on hand and foot. So natural and relaxing. It was early evening when we headed back to our Hotel. We got showered and took the car to the middle of Playa de las Americas. Jon was just wearing a big T-shirt and I had to wear my bikini skirt and a baggy crop top. The way my skirt didn’t reach right round me made it obvious to anyone who looked and thought about it that I didn’t have anything on underneath. The wind was going to be a problem again. We wandered around the shops and along the sea front and ended up near the shopping mall. Just up the road from it Jon spotted a sex shop and we went in. It wasn’t up to much but the man behind the counter soon realised what I wasn’t wearing and watched me as I moved around the shop. Jon noticed it and asked me to pass him something that was on the floor. I realised what Jon was after (and it wasn’t the box on the floor) so I bent over from my waist and picked the box up. I took my time so that the man got a good look at my ass. Jon put the box down and we carried on browsing. As I said there wasn’t much there but Jon did buy a butt plug. As Jon paid the man asked if we wanted a bag for the plug, but Jon said, “No,” and unwrapped it. He then gave it to me and said, “Put that in your hole.” I took it from him and licked the end so that it wouldn’t be too painful then opened my legs, reached down and under the micro skirt and pushed it in. As I was doing that I was looking at the man’s face. It was a picture of surprise and pleasure. I guess that no one had done that in his shop before. Jon picked-up his change said, “Thank you” and we left. The butt plug wasn’t small and it was a bit painful as I walked. I was sure that if (when) my skirt blew-up again whoever was looking would be able to see the end of the plug. We went into the mall and went to a different shop that sold clothes. As we looked at the clothes the young sales girl took something off a rack and went to the changing rooms. They were 2 curtained off cubicles at one end of the shop which was empty apart from her, Jon and me. When she went into a cubicle I noticed that she only half closed the curtain. She then started taking off her jeans and top. I’m sure that she knew that Jon and me was watching her but she just ignored us. Next came her bra, which left her in just her knickers. As she pulled the dress over her head she turned to face us and we got a good view of her big breasts. I saw lots of black pubic hair sticking out of the sides of her white knickers. As the dress came down she turned and looked at herself in the mirror. After checking to see that the dress fitted and looked okay she took it off and put her top and jeans back on. She left the bra off and was holding it and the dress when she walked passed us to the sales counter. Jon said, “Right, it’s our turn to give a show, find a tight dress then come back to me.” When I got back to Jon he had a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt in his hand. He motioned for me to go over to the changing cubicles and as we walked over he whispered “Don’t touch the curtains, and take your time.” We each went into a cubicle and I didn’t hear a curtain close so I knew that Jon didn’t close his either. It only took me seconds to take my top and little skirt off and I stood there naked facing the shop and taking my time undoing the buttons on the dress. The girl was looking at us but I’m not sure if it was me or Jon. Just then I heard the shop doorbell and another girl came in and walked over to the sales girl talking to her in Spanish. The sales girls said something and the second girl stopped talking when she looked over at us. They both stood in silence as the watched either Jon or me (or both) as I put the dress on. When I’d fastened it I walked out and turned to Jon. He was naked and struggling to pull on the jeans which were obviously too small. He had a semi erection. I said, “That’s nice, but the jeans are too small, shall I get you a bigger pair?” “No” he said, “I’ve decided that I don’t like them anyway” and started to take them off. I went next door and took the dress off. Just as I was pulling my top on Jon appeared in front of me and said, “Come on, let’s go.” He grabbed the dress and I followed him over to the sales counter wrapping the little skirt round me as I went. At the counter Jon put the clothes on the counter and said, “thank you, but no thank you” and we left. The girls just watched us as we walked out in silence. From there we went to a café and had some food and a drink before wandering back towards the car. To get there we had to pass the area where there are lots of pubs. By the time we got there it was about 10 o’clock and there were a few young people around. Two couples who looked about 18 had obviously started drinking very early because they were totally pissed. They were having trouble standing up and kept falling over. Each time the girls fell over they gave everyone around a good look up their miniskirts. At first I thought that they weren’t wearing knickers but then I got a good look at a black thong on one of them. As we got closer one of the girls tripped over right in front of me. She ended up on her back right at my feet. We stopped and Jon bent down to help her up. She was staring right up Jon’s T-shirt and giggling. As he pulled her to her feet she was trying to say something, but couldn’t get further than “you haven’t got.” Jon wasn’t interested and we stepped round her and left. Back at the Hotel we went to the bar and had another drink before going to bed. Wednesday - Jon got me up early and sent me to get some fresh bread for breakfast. I decided to go to a different supermarket and had a bit of fun bending over and squatting down. There were a couple of English lads about 10 or 11 years old in there with their parents. Once they’d seen me bend over they followed me until I left. Jon seemed to be in a bit of a rush over breakfast and as soon as we had finished he said, “Right, sarong only on (big one), not even shoes and let’s go.” Within a couple of minutes we were walking to the car and then driving up the coast. We drove for about 30 minutes until Jon turned off the main road and down a dirt track. He appeared to know where he was going and after a few turns we came to a gate with a sign that said ‘Miguel’s Ponies’. I could see the sea so I had visions of riding a horse along a deserted beach. It wasn’t to be - well not as how it was in my daydreams. We parked the car and walked through a little gate into a courtyard. I don’t know what I was expecting but it wasn’t to see lots of stables with 3 naked girls cleaning them out. Nor was it to see one naked young girl hanging spread-eagle by her wrists from a frame about 10 feet high in the middle of the courtyard. I just stood there and took it all in (none of the girls had any pubic hair) while Jon introduced us to Miguel. As soon as the formalities were over Jon said, “Vanessa, give me the sarong. For the next 2 days you are going to be a ‘Pony Girl’. You will live the life of a pony and a slave who looks after ponies. You will do exactly what Miguel says. Any deviation from that will result in you being strung-up and punished like that slave. She’s been hanging there for 2 hours waiting for you to arrive so that you can witness what happens when the slaves don’t do at they are told.” With than Miguel said, “Come.” We walked over to the girl who was to be punished, me talking the sarong off as we walked. The girl didn’t look up when we stood in front of her. She was sweating and shaking a bit. It looked like she knew what was coming. Miguel shouted something in Spanish and the 3 girls stopped what they were doing and ran over. They stood in a line near us and when Miguel shouted something else they got on their knees with their knees about a foot apart and lay back and supported the body weight on their hands that were on the floor behind their feet. That’s the position that I have to get in when Jon says ‘assume the position’. I whispered to Jon that I was going to have a problem with the Spanish and Jon whispered back “Don’t worry, Miguel knows that you don’t speak Spanish, he’ll talk to you in English.” Miguel must have heard me or Jon because he looked at me and said, “Slave, don’t speak unless spoken to or you will be punished. Get in-line with the other slaves.” I wasn’t going to argue and jumped into line and down into the position. It was then that I realised that my pussy was getting wet. In deadly silence Miguel took his jacket off and proceeded to give the girl a thrashing with the riding crop that he was holding, all over her back and butt. To start off with the silence was only broken by the noise of the crop flying through the air and then landing but after about 5 strokes the girl started crying and yelping as each stroke landed. I counted 50 strokes before Miguel stopped. The girl was sobbing her heart out. I half expected the punishment to stop there and in a way it did. Miguel went away and came back with a hosepipe with water running out of it. He stood behind the girl and let it run down her back for a couple of minutes before he forced the end up the girl’s ass. She screamed as he forced it in and was really whimpering until he pulled it out about 10 seconds later. The water rushed out of her and so did little lumps of shit. Miguel forced it in again and the same thing happened when he pulled it out. The third time wasn’t in her ass but in her pussy. When Miguel pulled it out she tried to hold it but after a couple of seconds out it came like a jet from a squeezed hosepipe. Miguel only did that twice before he threw the hose on the floor and cut the girl down. She collapsed on the floor still crying. Miguel said (in English) “Perhaps that will teach you to keep yourself clean. Clean up the mess on the floor then muck-out stable 2.” The girl stood up and started hosing her own shit away while Miguel turned to us 4 girls. I hadn’t dare move, neither had the other 3. He said something to them in Spanish and the got up and ran off. I started to get up to follow them but Miguel said, “Stay!” and walked off. A few minutes later the 3 girls came back with 5 horses. They just stood there until Miguel came back and told all 5 of us girls to mount up. I had never been on a horse before and had a lot of trouble getting on. When I was half on I saw that there was a dildo about 2 inches in diameter and about 3 inches long sticking up from the middle of the saddle. I looked over to one of the other girls who was just getting on and she was slowly lowering herself onto her dildo so I did the same. As the horses walked out of the yard I was nervous about being on the horse but at the same time I was enjoying the experience. ‘So this is what a Pony Girl does’ I thought. I could get used to a life like that. If only I’d known. We walked out into some barren fields where the horses started trotting. I didn’t know how to ride and I’m sure that I was going up and down at the wrong time but I was enjoying being fucked by that dildo. I came twice before the horses slowed to a walk before we all went in a convoy along some dirt tracks. Two of the girls had big breasts and they were really bouncing about when the horses were trotting. It looked painful and I was glad that mine are small. Twice we had to stop as a car came the other way. In one was a middle-aged couple and the other just had an old man in it. None of them looked at all surprised to see 5 naked girls on horseback, but the 2 young(ish) men that were mending a stonewall at the side of the track were. They were laughing and joking in Spanish as we walked by. None of the girls even looked at them; they just sat there staring at the back of the girl in front. We eventually came to a deserted little beach and when Miguel dismounted we did too. The girls seemed to know what was to do and they went to Miguel and started undressing him. To get his riding boots off he sat on the beach and lifted one leg. One of the girls stepped over it and when she had grabbed his boot he pushed her backside with the other foot. When that one came off another girl stepped over his other leg and did the same. When he was naked I watched him walk into the water, his little dick just peeking out of the large mass of black pubic hair. We all stood quietly as Miguel swam around for a few minutes then came back to us. Two of the girls went to get the horses and the other 2 started to dress Miguel. I helped them. The ride back to the stables was just as uneventful apart from the bouncing up and down as we trotted over the field. Back at the stables I was told to help the girls take the saddles off the horses, I tried to talk to some of the girls to find out which ones spoke English and then to try to find out what else went on there. All I could get out of any of them was a whisper “Don’t talk; just do what you are told.” When we went out of the stables into the courtyard there were about two dozen smartly dressed people there including Jon. He must have borrowed the clothes because we didn’t bring them with us. We girls had to line-up along one wall while Miguel explained, first in Spanish, and then in English that this was where the Pony Girl races would start. He called each of us out in turn and had us parade up and down in front of the people. While all this was going on there was money changing hands and I guessed that the people were putting bets of some sort on us. At that time I thought that we were going to have some sort of nude school athletics day and I wasn’t prepared for what happened next. We all went out to a field that had a little track round it. It must have been about 200 yards long, similar to a school sports field. What was different was that there were 2 single seater ‘carts’ in one corner. Two of the girls were led over to them and I watched as Miguel strapped a big leather belt round their waists. He then put a leather ‘Bridle and Reins’ over their heads. This was made of a metal ‘bit’ in their mouths with leather straps that held it firm on their heads. The reins came out from near each ear and were about 6 feet long. He then tied their hands together behind their backs before leading them in between two long poles that came out of the front of the carts that had hooks for the rings on the big waist belts. As they were being hooked up I realised what was going to happen. Two people were selected from the audience and they climbed into the carts. The girls weren’t finding it easy but they pulled the carts to the starting line and when Miguel fired some sort of gun the race started. The 2 people in the carts were pulling the reins and shouting at the girls to get them to go faster. When they got to the finish one of them was slightly in front of the other. They were both panting and sweating like mad. The belts and bridles were moved to another girl and me. It was real hard work but I managed to just beat the other girl. When I was un-strapped I saw that one of the girls who went first was getting a drink from a water trough so I went over and did the same. It tasted funny and looked a bit dirty, but I needed that drink. By the end of the ‘event’ each girl had raced against each of the others. I had won 2 and lost 2 but there was a winner, one of the girls with big breasts. I wasn’t surprised that she had won as she was bigger than all the others and she looked fitter. No flab. The winner and the girls who lost all her races were then hitched up again to have another race. This seemed little unfair until I saw that 2 people climbed into the winners cart and squeezed into the one seat. What also made me glad that I wasn’t one of the girls was the fact that all 3 riders had whips. When the gun went off both girls had trouble getting going until the whips started landing. As they got round the circuit and back towards us I could see lots of red marks round both girls’ backs, some of them even wrapped round to their stomachs. The big girl also had some on her breasts. The smaller girl won by about 5 yards, much to the delight of most of the people watching. I could see money changing hands in the group of onlookers but it wasn’t long before the 2 girls who had been racing were unattached from the carts and all 5 of us were told to return to the stables. When we got there leather ‘Bridle and Reins’ were put on all our heads and all our wrists were tired behind our backs. The end of the ‘Reins’ were then tied to hooks around the inside of one of the stables and we were left there. There were 3 buckets in the middle of the stable and we could all just get over to them. One of the buckets had some food in it; it looked a bit like leftovers that had been all mashed up. The second bucket had water in it and the third one was empty. It wasn’t long before I realised what the third bucket was for, one of the girls went over to it, squatted down onto it and had a shit. I tried to talk to the other girls, but all that came out was a garbled mess. A couple of the girls went and stuck their heads into the food and water buckets and I had some water but I didn’t like the look of the food. It wasn’t long before we all settled down in the straw and tried to get some sleep. I must have managed to get some because the next thing that I knew was when I woke-up in the dark listening to one of the girls having a pee into the bucket. A bit later a man that I’d never seen before came in and switched the light on. He had a riding crop with him and he woke-up 2 of the girls who were still asleep by giving them a crack across their backsides. As he walked round the stable he had a good look and grope at each of us. One of his fingers went inside my pussy but he moved on quickly. After he had gone round all of us he went back to a Spanish looking girl with long black hair. He made her stand-up then bend over before he dropped his trousers and fucked her from behind. The girl didn’t offer any resistance; in fact she was obviously enjoying it. A moan of pleasure sounds the same even through the Bit of her Bridle. When he had finished he untied us all (hands and from the wall), lead us outside and lined us up against a wall. He gave us a bar of soap each then turned a hosepipe on us. The air temperature was reasonably warm but the water temperature wasn’t. I had goose bumps all over and you should have seen the size of my nipples. After the ‘shower’ we were all led into the big house and into a small room where our ‘Bridles’ were taken off. We were then told that we were to be the ‘entertainment’ of the Masters guests that night. There would be a mini ‘Olympic games’ and each of us had to do our best to win. If the Master didn’t think that we were trying hard enough then we would be punished. The man then got out a tin of paint and painted a number on each of our chests and backs. I was number 4. We all sat around for about an hour before the man came back in to us. I tried to talk to some of the other girls, but none of them wanted to talk. Three of them just ignored me while the fourth just said, “No talking.” The man told us that the first game was a simple race. He told us that when we got out into the main room we had to line up and then race to the other side of the room and back. I was reasonably happy until he told us that we would be going one at a time and that we had to carry each of the other girls one at a time, on our backs. Out in the room I had a good look round as we lined up. It was a big room, something like 40 feet across. One end was completely empty and at the other end were about 20 people sat round tables with lots of food on them. They were all talking to each other and obviously quite happy. I could just see Jon; he was on a table at the back of the room talking to someone that I had seen earlier in the day. It wasn’t long before the girl with number 1 painted on had to start. Girl number 2 jumped on her back and she grabbed number 2’s legs and started running. When she turned to come back, her breasts were bouncing up and down. She was out of breath by the time she let girl 2 down and girl 3 got on. When it came to me getting on her naked back she was covered in sweat and had trouble keeping me on her. Before she managed to get half way across the room she collapsed with me landing on top of her. We got up and walked back to the wall with lots of the audience booing her. Girl 2 started and managed to get all of us to the other side and back but she had the advantage of being the biggest of us all. She carried us with her arms holding our legs to her sides but instead of then holding her hands in front of her she held them behind her. This meant that as we were bouncing across the room my pussy was bouncing down onto her hands. Girl 3 only managed to get me both ways and girl 5 three quarters of the way before collapsing. Then it was my turn, I’d decided that I was really going to try hard. It wasn’t that I was afraid of the beating if I didn’t do well, I would probably have enjoyed it, and it was that I wanted Jon to be proud of me. Getting girl 5 both ways was easy; she was the smallest of the girls. Girl 1 was heavier and I managed her too, but by the time I got her back I was sweaty and slippery. I knew I’d have problems with girl 2 and I was right. When she jumped on my back I nearly went down but managed to get half way before my legs gave way. The other thing about her was that she held her arms tightly round my neck so I was having trouble breathing as well. Fortunately as we went down she landed on her feet and when I turned over to get up she was still there with one foot either side of me. I was looking up at her shaved pussy with its dark stubble just starting to grow. The lips were tightly closed leaving her looking as if she just had a clean, not very long, cut there. Girl 5 started and managed to get girl 1 both ways but collapsed as soon as girl 2 jumped on. We were all herded out of the room and outside where we were hosed down again. I was glad to get back inside. We were allowed to rest for what must have been about 15 minutes before the man told us that event 2 was about to start. It was a bit like event 1 in that we were paired off (girl 1 was left out) and we then had a pillow fight with the girl on top holding the pillow. I started off on top and managed to get a couple of good blow in before we were floored by the other 2 girls running into us. Event 3 followed almost straight away, it was a wrestling match. The objective was to get you opponent with her back on the floor and hold her shoulders down for a count of 3. Girls 1 and 3 were drawn first and it was a good clean fight. It took ages for girl 1 to win. My number was called next and my heart sank as the number 2 was called out. I’d expected it to be over in a minute or so, but I soon discovered that even though she was big, she was slow. We started to get sweaty and slippery which helped me a bit. It was when she started pulling one of my nipples that I decided that I wasn’t going to lose. When she grabbed my pubic bone and pushed a couple of fingers in me and grinned at me I thought ‘right, 2 can play that game’. I grabbed her pussy with one hand and thumped her stomach with the other. She went down with me on top of her but facing her feet. She started pushing her fingers into my pussy so I did the same to her - only harder. My juices were already flowing and I was enjoying it a bit. I was finding it hard to get my finger into her as she was still dry but I wasn’t going to give in. She was starting to scream as I really pushed hard. She was so dry and tight that my hand was starting to hurt but I wasn’t going to stop. As she screamed louder she stopped pushing her fingers into me and just lay there screaming. When my whole hand was in her I turned to look at her face to see that she was crying. I pulled my hand out, stood up moved up her body before squatting down so that my shins were on her shoulders and my pussy on her nose. As the man was counting up to 3 I wiggled my body about so that my pussy and juices were spread all over her face. I had won and as I walked back to the other girls I saw that they too were applauding me. What I didn’t realise was that I had to fight again, straight away. It was against the smallest girl, number 5. I was still covered in sweat and she had trouble getting hold of me. Somehow we ended up on the floor with me on top of her in the ‘69’ position. My head was in between her legs and very close to her pussy. She gripped my head with her legs and held my face about an inch from her pussy. She had that unmistakable smell of female sex and I couldn’t resist putting my tongue out and licking her lips. She shook and moaned, so I did it again, this time I pushed my tongue inside her. She was enjoying it and stopped gripping my head with her thighs. As I moved my tongue around I lowered my pussy towards her face until I could feel her breath on my pussy. A little more and I could feel her nose just touching me. At that point I think that we both forgot about the fight that we were supposed to be having and we both enjoyed each other’s pussies. I was just getting close to an orgasm when a man pulled me off the girl saying “You can stop now, you’ve won.” It took me a few seconds to realise that my shins had been holding down the girl’s shoulders and the ‘referee’ had counted her out. I think that it took a while for the other girl to realise what had happened as well. There was one more fight, girls 2 and 3. It got quite violent and girl 3 ended up with a bloody nose. There was lots of nipple pulling and pussy and stomach punching. I was glad that I didn’t have to fight girl 3. The next contest was something that I had never even imagined before. We had to line up with 10 empty San Miguel Beer bottles in front of us. We had to carry them over to the other side of the room. The only problem was that we were not allowed to use either our hands or mouths (apart from to stand them up if they fell over). The options left to use were pretty limited so I opted to pick them up with my pussy. My only worry was that I would be too wet to grip them properly while I was walking with them in me. It was quite easy really and I was doing quite well. Two of the girls looked as if they were trying to pick them up in their backsides. They weren’t doing as well as the 3 of us that were using our pussies. By the time I got to the eighth I was having trouble gripping them and the eighth, ninth and tenth ones all fell out and I had to stand them up and start again. In the end I came in third, which I was reasonably pleased with. That was the end of the contests and we all had to line up while the man called out our numbers one at a time, then judged how much applause we got from the audience. I didn’t win but I didn’t lose. I was glad of that because the girl who won (girl 5) had to go into the audience and let any and every one of them do what they wanted to her. I never saw her for the next hour or so. Girl 2 (the big girl) got the least applause and she started crying when she was told that she was going to be punished in front of everyone. A big frame was brought in and girl 2 was tied spread-eagle to it. Then each of the Masters of the remaining 4 girls were called up one at a time to give her 50 strokes of whatever implement they chose. The first Master chose a belt, by the time he had finished her whole backside had red wheals all over it. She was crying but still managed to count the strokes and say “Thank you Master” after each one. Well I assume that that was what she was saying, she was Spanish. The second Master chose a belt as well but he didn’t restrict his strokes to her backside. About half of them were directed onto her breasts and about a quarter were ‘up strokes’ between her legs on onto her pussy. By the time all 50 had landed she was screaming quite loudly. I got the impression that she had a low pain threshold. Jon was third and as he came to the front he gave me a little smile. Jon chose a tawse. He’s good with that and he too split the 50 over the 3 parts of her body in spite of her loud screams as each one landed. It didn’t look as if Jon was trying too hard, I’m sure that I’ve seen him put more effort into giving me my punishments. The last Master chose a small whip. When the girl saw it she started screaming “No, No!” but that didn’t stop the man. Most of the strokes were directed to her backside but about a dozen were split over her back and chest. She passed out before he had completed his 50 and he didn’t bother with the rest. She was still out cold when 2 men carried her out of the room. After that and a few words from Miguel, we were herded out and into a room where there was couple of showers. We were told to have a shower and wash off what was left of the numbers that had been painted onto our chests and backs. Just as we were finishing the big girl, number 2, was carried in and were told to clean her up. She came round as we put her into the shower and she started crying straight away. I don’t think that my body has ever been that red when Jon punishes me. From there we were taken back to the stable and given some bread and water before the light was put out. I snuggled down into the hay to try to keep warm and before I knew it there was light shining in through the badly fitting door. Thursday - No sooner that I was awake a man came in and woke-up the 2 girls that were still asleep. Girl 2 started moaning and groaning as soon as she was woken-up. When she didn’t stop as soon as she was told the man pulled her up onto her knees, dropped his trousers and started fucking her. She was quietly sobbing when he had finished. He looked as if he came, but she didn’t. We were all told to get outside where we were hosed-down before our hands were tied behind our backs. We were then put back in the stable with 3 buckets. One food, one water. I was hungry and made it to the food bucket first. I was glad that the food was all mashed-up but I still got it all over my face. I dunked my head in the water bucket to wash it off. I had a pee in the third bucket and straight after wards one of the other girls had a shit in it. About an hour later we were taken out and lined up. Two of the girls were taken away by their Masters and 3 more arrived, but there was no sign of Jon. We then had to clean out the stables that had horses in them and I accidentally stood in some horseshit. It was still warm. The next few hours went through the same routine as the previous day. I got quite worked up as we trotted over the fields with the horse’s movements pushing the dildo in the saddle into me. I was sorry when the horse started walking again; I’d been getting close to an orgasm. One of the ‘new’ girls looked quite frightened as her horse started trotting and she was screaming a bit as she was going up and down. Down on the beach Miguel only went for a paddle when 2 of the girls had undressed him. I think that the waves were too big for him. When we got back to the stables there was another crowd of people and we went and had the cart races. This time we all had bridles on all of the time. I won 3 of my races and lost 2. I was knackered by the time we had finished. When we got back to the stables Jon watched us get hosed down then came over to me and told me that we were leaving. On the way out we went looking for Miguel and Jon thanked him for ‘a very enjoyable 2 days.’ As we got near to Playa de las Americas Jon gave me my sarong and told me to put it on. I had been naked for so long that I hadn’t even thought about wearing some clothes. Back at the Hotel I told Jon that I had really enjoyed myself but that I was quite tired. I asked him if we could get some food then have a quiet night in the Hotel bar. We went to a little restaurant not far from the Hotel. Jon told me to wear just one of his T-shirts. Even so, the wind gave a few people flashes of my backside. I was forgetting how tired I was as we were drinking in the bar and I was lazily lounging in one of the Hotel’s sofas when Emma and Chloe came in and told me that they could see what I wasn’t wearing. The combination of being tired and ‘happy’ with drink meant that I just didn’t care. We talked to them for a while before going to bed early. John asked them if they would like to join us at the Hotel Fanabe the next day, but they weren’t sure and we left it that they would meet us in reception at 10 o’clock if they wanted to go. That night Jon gave me a real good hard fucking on the balcony - doggy style. I slept well that night. Friday - Jon sent me for the food for breakfast wearing only a big sarong. The only thing was that the way it was tied caused it to open up to my stomach each time that I walked forward. It was only when I was stood still that it covered my pussy. Every time I saw someone coming my way I slowed right down - except when it was someone in the 18 - 36 age range. I just let them stare at me. The girls in the little supermarket were staring and whispering to each other. One of them went and got a youth and pointed me out to him. I didn’t care and I even made sure that I took ages bending down to get jam from the bottom shelf. I was getting quite excited by the time I got back to Jon and he commented on the ‘snail’s trail’ as I shuffled off the bed when the kettle boiled. Emma and Chloe were in reception when we got there and Jon drove us all to the Hotel Fanabe. I was still wearing just the sarong and Emma asked me if I was embarrassed by the fact that she (and everyone else) could see my pussy every time I moved forwards. Before I could answer Jon said, “I don’t think that Vanessa would be embarrassed if I were to fuck her, naked, in the middle of the street.” Chloe seemed a little startled and blushed a bit. When we got there we went straight up to the roof top pool and grabbed some sun-loungers. Jon and me stripped off straight away and lay down. Emma took her shorts and top off revealing that she wasn’t wearing a bra and lay on one of the sun-loungers. Chloe was a bit more hesitant and when she took her shorts and top off she lay down still wearing both halves of her bikini. We got talking about nothing in particular and I noticed that Chloe kept looking over at Jon’s dick. I got the impression that she wasn’t used to seeing naked people, especially men. Emma noticed as well and said, “Stop it Chloe!” Chloe tried to plead ignorance but her blushes told us that she knew she had been caught. Jon just smiled and went back to his book. After about an hour or so a waiter came over and we ordered some drinks. Jon insisted that they were alcoholic; he said that we needed to relax. I took it that he meant Emma and Chloe. The pool was filling up and most of the people were naked. Jon asked Emma and Chloe if they were going to strip off. I think that Emma was just waiting for someone to give her the chance because she immediately stood up and dropped her bikini bottom before lying down again. She has a neatly trimmed black bush with a small clit peeking out between her lips. That together with breasts that were bigger than mine, but not over big, meant that she has quite a nice body really. Jon thought so as well because he said, “That’s better, you have a great body and shouldn’t try to hide it.” Chloe wasn’t ready for the ‘Full Monty’ and would only take her top off. Her breasts are a lot bigger with small nipples in the centre of large dark brown aureole. She immediately got back onto the sun-lounger - face down. Later on Jon decided that we would go for a swim and Jon, Emma and I went straight into the water. Chloe took a bit of persuading but she finally joined us. After splashing around for a bit Jon whispered to me to take Chloe’s bikini bottoms off. I decided that I needed Emma’s help and told her. She agreed and we ganged-up on Chloe and while I held her Emma removed the offending article. She put up quite a fight and gave us a lot of abuse but she was out-numbered. All that time Jon was sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet in the water laughing at us. When we had got the bikini off Chloe Emma decided that Chloe was going to have a good look at Jon’s dick and we dragged her over to Jon and held her so that her face was in between Jon’s legs about 6 inches from his dick. The presence of her face so close to his face was having an effect on Jon and it wasn’t long before he decided that he ought to get back into the water. He slid down into the water right in front of us. Chloe’s face was a picture as the front of Jon’s body slid down the front of hers. I reached round the front of Chloe and grabbed Jon’s dick and pushed it in between Chloe’s legs. She gave a bit of a shudder before she managed to catch Emma and me off-guard and pulled away from us. Emma had thrown Chloe’s bikini bottoms over to our sun-loungers and Chloe was complaining saying that we would have to give her them back before she got out. “No way!” Jon said and we swam off. When Chloe caught up with us she said, “It’s quite nice this nude swimming isn’t it?” “I told you that you’d enjoy it didn’t I?” I said. When it came to getting out Chloe made a big deal of waiting until she thought that no one was looking before she got out and ran to her sun-lounger. She lay on her stomach hiding her front. After a while we went to the roof top bar for something to eat. Everyone that we had seen going there had covered up before going so Chloe and Emma wrapped their towels round their waists. I started to wrap my sarong around myself but Jon stopped me saying, “No, we won’t be coming here again so what the hell, let’s go naked.” We got a few funny looks but no one said anything. Back at the sun-beds Jon started reading his book again while us 3 girls chatted about everything and nothing. The conversation got round to me and Jon and I told them all about my old and new lives. They were fascinated and kept asking me all sorts of questions. Emma said, “you really would do absolutely anything that Jon tells you, wouldn’t you?” “Yes I would, he’s very good to me, I trust him and I know that he wouldn’t put me in any danger.” I replied. “Jon!” Emma said trying to get him involved. “Ask Vanessa to do something outrageous.” Jon looked up and said, “Like what?” After a long pause Emma said, “Like masturbate right here and now.” “That’s not outrageous, but okay, Vanessa, sit on the side of my sun-lounger facing Emma and Chloe open your legs wide and frig yourself till you cum.” So I did. Fortunately there weren’t many people around our area of the pool and no one seemed to be taking any notice of me - except Emma and Chloe. As I was getting started Emma said, “That’s one hell of a clit that you’ve got there Vanessa.” “Jon likes it as well” I replied. All the time that I was getting quite ‘happy’ I was looking at both Emma and Chloe. Emma had a smile on her face but Chloe was the best, not only was she licking her lips, her legs were getting wider and wider apart. When I finally came I could see Chloe’s lips and minute little clit peeping out. When I calmed down I looked round and saw that no one was paying us any attention (if only some of them knew what they had missed) and then at Jon. He smiled and said, “Good girl” as I noticed that he his dick was getting quite hard. I looked back at Chloe and saw that that was where her eyes were looking. I don’t know if it was me or him looking at Chloe that had got him that way but I knew that if anyone else out there noticed him then there might be some trouble so I offered to ‘hide it’ for him. He said, “Well, you had better get on with it unless Emma or Chloe would care to oblige.” I looked at them both (they were staring at his erection) but neither of them said anything, so I stood up then lowered myself onto him. I was sideways to him and still facing Emma and Chloe. I just sat there for about 10 minutes with Emma and Chloe just watching both my face and Jon’s before I felt the jerks and warm squirts of Jon’s jism as he came inside me. Emma had been taking it all within her stride but Chloe was obviously getting quite aroused by it all. Her face was a picture of excitement and embarrassment. She looked like a little schoolgirl who had been caught doing something naughty. And that was just her face, her legs were as wide as they could get and the juices were dribbling out of her pussy. She looked great. After Jon had gone all soft he decided that we should all go for another swim. This time Chloe was more relaxed and slowly walked over to the pool. Jon’s (and my) juices were running down my thighs as we walked and Jon’s dick was sparkling in the sun as he jumped in. After about 15 minutes Jon decided that he’d had enough and we all got out and dried. It was getting late in the afternoon and the sun was starting to go down so we decided to leave. Before any of us could put any clothes on Jon suggested that we all walk back to the car naked. Emma and Chloe immediately said no but after a bit of persuasion they agreed to go topless. As Jon said, it was our last day and it didn’t matter if we got throw out of the place. We finished packing and started heading for the lift. As we were getting into the lift one of the waiters came over to us and started trying to say something. With the bits of English and the fact that he was pointing to our bodies I guess that he wasn’t happy. He was still ranting as the lift door closed and we went down. I was feeling a bit nervous as the lift door opened in the Hotel lobby. Silently we walked through reception and out into the Hotel car park. Most of the dozen or so people in reception had stopped what they were doing and were looking at us. I noticed one lady thump her husband to tell him to stop looking and a Spaniard behind the desk started shouting something at us, but we just kept walking, got into the car and drove off. When we got onto the road we all just burst out laughing. I’d quite enjoyed that. As we drove back towards Playa de las Americas we saw a police car going the other way so Jon stopped and we all covered-up before continuing. I’d just put my sarong on and as we walked into our hotel it was blowing all over the place. He all had another couple of drinks in a corner of the bar before agreeing to meet-up later to go for some food and more drinks. Jon had suggested that all 3 of us girls wear our shortest skirts and skimpiest tops with nothing on underneath. Emma agreed straight away but it took a few minutes for Chloe to agree. Jon and I got cleaned-up and at 9 o’clock we met Emma and Chloe in the bar. I was wearing a short crop top, one that showed the bottom of my breasts if I so much as shrugged my shoulders; and my bikini skirt. The one that doesn’t quite make it all the way round me. Emma was wearing a very short tight skirt that only just covered her butt. I reckoned that after we had walked a hundred yards or so her cheeks would be hanging out of it (and that’s just the rear view). With it she wore a white half-cup lace bra. When I looked hard I could see all her nipples and aureole. Chloe thought that she was being cleaver wearing a thin cotton ‘A’ skirt, it wasn’t that short but I smiled as I thought what the wind would do with it. On her top she wore her bikini top. Not very revealing but the straps were tied together so I could image Jon having a bit of fun with that. As we had a drink in the bar before leaving Jon persuaded Emma and Chloe to prove that they didn’t have anything on underneath. Emma didn’t really need to as I could already see her ‘short and curlies’ as she perched on a bar stool but she obviously hadn’t realised that and stood up and wiggled her bum as she pulled the skirt up and then down. Chloe hadn’t moved, and Jon had to say ‘Come on Chloe, lift that skirt right up and show us what you’ve got.” There was a bit of a blush on her face as she put her drink down and lifted her skirt up; right as 2 youngish men turned the corner coming towards us. Chloe quickly dropped her skirt but it was too late. One of the men said, “Nice Beaver honey” as they walked past us. Chloe was bright red as Jon gave her her drink back and said, “Drink that.” After a minute or so Chloe said, “What about you Vanessa, you haven’t proved that you’ve got nothing on under that skirt.” Jon laughed and said, “I would have thought that that was obvious, but okay, Vanessa take the skirt off.” Well, what else could I do, I got off the bar stool and undid the bow. I let one end drop and was stood there wearing only my little top and shoes. Not wanting to get in trouble with Jon I just stood there as they all looked at my bald pussy for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually Jon said, “Turn round just to prove that you’ve nothing hidden behind you.” As I turned I saw the 2 men looking directly at me. I stopped with my back to Jon and the girls waiting for Jon to say something. The 2 men started smiling so I stood there smiling back and I didn’t hear Jon telling me to turn round and put my skirt back on. The next thing I knew was Jon’s hand landing on my backside. Without thinking I said, “One - thank you Master” before Jon said, “I told you to put the skirt back on.” As I was fastening the skirt Emma said, “You really are Jon’s slave aren’t you?” “Yes I am.” I replied. We finished our drinks, left the Hotel and walked towards ‘town’. It wasn’t long before Chloe was complaining about the wind. We went into a café cum bar and ordered some drinks and food. By the time we’d finished our food the place had livened-up quite a bit and Jon took us onto the dance floor. Needless to say our skirts were giving the audience a good show. Chloe didn’t seem to care anymore; I think the alcohol was working. We didn’t stay there long before moving onto to somewhere quieter. A little bar under some shops that had a TV on in one corner and a Pool Table in a separate room. There were some teenagers in there playing pool and we sat in one corner waiting to have a game. Emma said that she hoped that they would go before we started playing, but they didn’t. I’m sure that the lads had seen out short skirts and wanted to watch us. When we got up they got some fresh drinks and sat round the edge watching. There were 3 boys and 2 girls all about 15 or 16. Unfortunately (or fortunately) the Pool Table was quite big and we all had to bend right over most of the time. The boys and girls were giggling as Chloe struggled to keep her modesty as she took her turn. It was me next and I deliberately pointed my ass at the boys and girls as I slowly took my shot. As I bent over I could feel my little skirt riding up my back. I knew that they must have had a great view. I could hear them whispering as I opened my legs to steady myself before taking the shot. I think that I was enjoying it as much as they were and really took my time. So much so that Emma said, “Come on Vanessa, stop messing about and get on with it.” I took the shot and missed the ball. If I hadn’t of had so much to drink I might have been a bit embarrassed. Not at showing the kids my pussy, at missing the ball. It was Emma’s go next and she went to shoot from the same end as me. As she bent over her tight skirt rode up over her cheeks. It stayed up as she stood up to move round the table a bit. I don’t know if she realised cos she didn’t do anything about it but the kids were staring at her every move. Even the girls were staring at her pussy. I was looking at the kids when she bent over again to take the shot and one of the lads chin dropped as his eyes opened wide. It was Jon’s go next and while he was taking it I heard the kids talking. One of the lads was asking the girls if they would play dressed like us. One of them said, “No” straight off but the other said, “How do you know that I’ve got any knickers on under this skirt?” That shut him up for a while and before he could answer it was Chloe’s go again. As she bent over to take her shot Jon put his hand on her back and bent over to tell her how to take the shot. What she didn’t realise was that as he got up he carefully untied her bikini top. When she stood up it dropped to the floor. I guess that the alcohol had dulled her senses a bit cos it took her a full minute to realise that it had gone. Of course the lads noticed straight away and were staring at her big tits. When she finally realised she tried to cover them up which just made the lads (and us) laugh. Chloe finally managed to get her bikini top back on and then it was my turn. I could have taken an easy shot from the opposite end to the kids but Jon told me to go take a shot from the kids end. As much as I tried I couldn’t reach to take the shot. In the end I decided that I would have to kneel on the table edge to get at the ball. As I climbed up my little skirt fell open revealing my whole backside to the kids. When I bent over to take the shot by knees were apart and my backside in the air. All 5 of those kids and Chloe and Emma, who had helped me get on the table, got a fantastic view of my juices leaking out of my pussy. The thought of all those people staring at my open pussy really got them flowing. Somehow I managed to get the ball in the hole and I stayed there saying, “I did it!” over and over. In the end Jon came up behind me and said, “Ok, so you got it in the hole, I can do that as well,” and he pushed his thumb in my pussy and grabbed my pubic bone and pulled me back down onto the floor. That hurt a bit as I bounced down but nothing compared to the pain when Jon uses the cane on me. Emma was next and she had just one shot that she could take. Guess what? It was from the kids end. I think that the alcohol was getting Emma a bit as well cos she decided that she was going to lie right on the table to take the shot. She moved a chair over to the table to help her get high enough to get on. As she climbed on the chair her skirt rode up over her bum and when she stood up straight she looked down at her neatly trimmed pussy hair and said, “Ooh look, you can see my pussy.” Before she could say anything else Jon said, “Come on Emma, we’ve all seen it before, get on with the shot.” She lay down over the end of the table with her legs wide apart and started lining up the shot. Just as she was about to take the shot Jon (who had crept up behind her) pushed a couple of his fingers right in her pussy. Needless to say she missed the shot and she swore as Jon pulled his fingers out and lifted her down. Jon announced that he thought that it was time we were going and told us to get ourselves ready. Emma wiggled her skirt back over her butt and we moved towards the door. As I passed the kids I heard one of the lad say “The lucky bastard.” We headed back to the hotel and we all went up to our room for a final drink. As soon as I got into our room I took my top and skirt off and Jon stripped of as well. Emma’s skirt was half way over her bum and she collapsed onto the bed with her legs open showing us a rather wet looking pussy. Chloe was quite drunk by then and she “Well if you can, then so can I,” and she slowly took her skirt and bikini top off. Jon was getting the drinks and as he offered one to Emma she got up off the bed, grabbed the drink and went into the bathroom. When she came out she was naked and came straight up to me and kissed me full on the lips. Meanwhile Chloe had staggered over to Jon and grabbed his dick which was starting to get hard. She was mumbling something about wanting Jon’s nice dick and she slid down him and took him in her mouth. We had a mini orgy with us all fucking each other. Emma tasted nice, but Chloe was a bit sickly and I couldn’t find her clit. I managed to get Emma to cum twice whilst they all got me to cum. In the end we all fell asleep on top of the bed. . continued in Part 9.doc .

############# Writers note############# In this Chapter of Twin Love Affair, you will notice this Chapter follows the story of Mark and Stephanie, Mark is Sally Ex Boyfriend who's sister witnessed Mac's and Sally's incestuous love affair in our last chapter. Mark video recorded a video of them engaging in incestuous relationship in a goal to used the video to blackmail mail, Sally into having sex with him. But the table were turn on him by his own sister, When She decided to give him a blow job while they watched Mac and Sally having sex. In which was also recorded on the Video. Stephanie decide to turn the table on her brother Mark by taking the video that Mark had recorded and give him an ultimatum (Blackmail) either he agree to inpreganate her or she would one upload the video to all known porn site and also she would tell her parents when they return from their vacation that they had engaged in Incest with her give her older brother a blow job, Mark only has 24 hours to make his decides whether he would give into his Younger sister demands or else This Chapter is solely story building Chapter, So the reader get to know just who Mark and Stephanie are. Also pay very close attention latter portion of this chapter for I introduce there were unconfirmed Rumors that Stephanie heard at her last family reunion, their two families share a highly guarded and dark secret ########### End of Writer note ######## ************************ Mark ***************** Later that night I laid there alone in my bedroom, laying in utter darkness. staring upwards at the ceiling of my bedroom, As much as I wish that I could go to sleep, I Couldn't because I was wrestling with the thoughts and images of all that had transpired earlier in the evening. The Images of Sally engaging in a incestuous relationship with her own twin brother, just reliving those Images as they flashed in my head caused me to become sick to my stomach, knowing that my Ex-Girlfriend of two years, who up to a few days ago claimed that she was saving her Virginity for marriage, or the right guy to come along. " Bull Shit!" I said aloud as I flipped over to lay on my right side, which faced the very bay window that this whole bloody nightmare had began. The only reason that I decided to record that bloody video of Mac and Sally fucking each other in the first place, was so I could use that video to blackmailing Sally into having sex with me and if she would had refused, I would have carried out on my promise to upload the whole video to as many porn site that I could, I could just imagine the amount of view it would have gotten, and knowing how those people who watch that type of porn, for had taken it as revenge porn, which in our day and time was highly popular. Posting revenge porn was a way for a person to get back at an Ex girlfriend or boyfriend, and to be honest majority of the viewers would come to believe, that I only posted the Video out pure Jealousness. (sighs) which to be completely honest with myself, I couldn't not help myself not to be just a little jealous of Mac, I mean, I had just spend the last two years of my life being patiently waiting on Sally to finally be ready to lose her virginity to me, only to give it away willing to her own twin brother, of all people. My plans would worked if it hadn't been for my bratty younger sister Stephanie interfering, and basically turning the table on me, Don't get me wrong here, My sister knows how to give a guy a blow job, if Im going to be competely honest with myself, out of all the blow jobs that girls have giving me in the pass, even Sally had never caused me to cum that hard... But I couldn't allow myself to dwell on that, because little did I know that I also had filmed the part of Stephanie giving me a blow job, and now Stephanie my own sister was attempting to blackmail me into inpregating her. After the conversation that I had with both Sally and Mac early in the evening, They made very clear to me that Karam was a bitch,and unless I want my mom to find out about the video there was only one way that i could solve this and that was for me to inpregate her and that was enough to make me throw up in my mouth, and to be honest the more I thought about it the more argry I got. According to Stephanie I only 24 hours to agree to her demands or she would tell mom everything. What Stephanie failed to understand that Krama works both ways because either way, our parents would find out, whether she released the video for all to see, or the moment that our parents take her to the doctors when she miss her period, and they take her to the doctors for a pregnancy test, Oh what i would give to be a fly on the wall, when her lab results came back and they find out she pregnant. Knowing my dad as I do, He will be demanding who's the Father, and mom will be yelling and cussing up the storm. The only thing that I would be worried about if she told them that I was the father of her baby and I really didn't want to think about how that coversation would go over. It was at the moment, I deciede that I had better give in to my sister demands. If it was Stephanie desire for me to inpregate her, then so be it. But I hope she aware that Karma work both ways, and Stephanie would have to understand and be willing to take whatever repercussion(Fall out) that may come her way from me inpreganting her. So it was at that moment that I sat up in my bed in a cold sweat and I tossed the covers off of me, and I then retch over to the night stand that was locate by my bed, I grab ahold of my cell phone and sent her a text message that read the following " Ok brat I have made my decision... If you want to find out that my decision is, than I highly suggest that your bring your ass here right now, before I change my bloody mind" I let out a soft sigh as I pressed the send message on my phone. Then I settle in while I awaited to see how fast my sister would come running into my room, or not Moment later Stephanie appear at my bedroom door with a slight smirk on her face, from what I could make out from the darkness, My sister appeared to be wearing a very prerogative and very revealing lingerie as she slowly made her way into my bedroom. The way she moved her body as she approached my bed was in a highly seductive manner. I could literally make out the her lustrous 36D breast's swaying side to side in the full moon light. It was at that moment as I watched Stephanie approaching my bed, that for the first time in my life that I realized just how fucking sexy Stephanie had become, I mean she my sister after all, I mean no normal brother would be literally getting aroused seeing his sister half naked body, I reach over and a grab ahold of a pillow laying on my bed in attempt to conceal my erection with it, But it was to late for that, becuase she had already had noticed it the very moment that I had laid eyes on her the lingerie outfit she was wearing. Moment later Stephanie took a seat on the side of my California King Size bed and then she retch up with her right hand and she flicked her stringy cherry red hair over her shoulder. "Ok Mark I got your text message, and according to your text message it seems that you have made your decision, So What is it going to be Mark?" Stephanie said in a very sassy tone of voice while she pulled the pillow that I was using to conceal the bulge forming in my PJ from my erection. Once she removed the pillow from my crotch, Stephanie let out a soft giggle as she began to rub her hand over the my erection. "What do we have here Mark, It seem like someone is a eager beaver!" I brush my sister hand way in a fit of angry, I reach down and push away her hand from my crotch. " Really Stephanie.. You damn well know I can't help it ( turns my head away from my sister for a moment ) I can't help it Stephanie, It naturally happens when I get sexually aroused" I say as my sister lean in closer to me and whisper slowly into my right ear " So Mark are you telling me that you lose complete control of your body functions ,when you look upon my lustrous body." Stephanie said as she pressed her breast up against my back. I tried my best to ignore her, but I lose all control the second that i felt her harden nipple make contact with my exposed fresh of my back it sent a surge of energy coursing through-out my body, In that moment I could feel myself on the on the verge of losing complete and utter control. But I had to fight that urge, after taking a few deep breath, I felt myself regaining my composure. then I swiftly turned my head back towards my sister. "like I told you Stephanie it a natural body response that happen when we get sexually arouse.. ( I pull my body slighly away from her) enough of this shit already Stephanie... Do you want know what I have decide or are you just going to keep fucking around" I responed angrily tone of voice. I could tell that Stephanie was take back at my responds, becuase she had this deer in head light look on her face for a moment before she slid closer toward me and slide her her free hand down into my PJ that I was wearing and grab a hold of my throbbing cock in her hands sliding her hand up and down my cock. "Oh course I do Mark, I mean that why I'm here jacking you off instead of being asleep in my nice warm bed now isn't it?" Stephanie said in highly seductive tone of voice as she freed my massive cock from my PJ, and lower her head downward to my cock. MoYment later I felt the tip of my cock slide between her lips and into her mouth. " God Damn it Stephanie your making this harder than it should be..... Oh fuck me Stephanie you really can suck start a harbor... Any ways ... ahhhh shit... I Have decide after talking to Mac, Sally that I really have no other choice than to impregnate YOOOUUUU! Oh FUCK I ABLE TO CUM!!!" I Yell out as i grab ahold of the side of her head forcing her head down farther onto my cock. Just as I erupted my massive load into her mouth, I could hear her gag slightly as another rope shot into her mouth. Once my sister swallow's the last of my cum, she popped her mouth off my cock and she ran her tongue over the tip of my cock cleaning up any of the left over cum from it, then she raise up from my crotch with a come and get me look on her face. " Why the bloody hell would you tell them that Mark... Now they know our serect?" My sister respond to me in angry tone of voice. I slide back on my bed and laid my head on my pillow. " Well Stephanie just think about it for a moment. If they were to rat us out, they surely know that we would exposed them in a heartbeat, So just think about this as a little insurance policy if you would" I place my Index finger to my temple. My sister face lit up with excitement as she slid up into my bed next to me and laid her head on my chest " So does this mean that your will impregnate me Mark? Because I know for a fact that if it wasn't for the fact that I am blackmailing you with that video you won't be doing this." my sister softly sighs I Laugh softly as I retch over with my right hand, and ran it thought my sister cherry red hair " Stephanie Yes I am agreeing to inpreganate you ok.. I mean if you really think about it, you really didn't leave me any other choice but to inpreganate you.. But just how the hell I am going inpreganate you Stephanie? If I remember correctly mom took you to the doctor early this year when you start to act out and she put you on the PILL?" I respond to my sister question Stephanie rise up from my chest and got up off my bed and walked into the hall way where her birth control pill package was and then return to my bedroom, and toss her empty birth control Package on my chest "What Pills Mark.. Your right mom did take me to the doctor to put me on the pill. But if you notice the package is empty!" My sister said as she return to her place on my chest. I picked up the blue cover birth control package that my sister had toss on my chest and look at the date on it, It was date for this month and it was just filled a few weeks ago and I slide out the package from the cover and look at the pill package, and it was completely empty, I look down at my sister with a shock look on my face " Where the hell are your birth control pills Stephanie?" I ask my sister with a shocked look on my face. " I flushed them every month Mark... I didn't like how they made me feel, and mom won't listen when I told her ..so I made the my own decides and I start to flush them in the toilet and replace them with some sugar pills that I got off some webpage, and I replace them with them.. " Stephanie said "Stephanie you get pill off some shady web site, that the site claims to be sugar Pills.. Don't you know how easy it is for someone to mix Fentanyl in those Pills Stephanie, and only a small amount is deadly Stephanie?" I told me sister " I am not stupid Mark, I very aware how deadly Fentanyl is.. Don't you remember that my friend Diana who nearly over dose last year on some fentanyl laced pill that she that she thought was.... ugh why can't i remember what the pills name was. But thank God her parents found her in time to get her to the hospital and they give her Narcan.. and they end up having to pump her stomach Mark." My sister says with tears starting to form in her eyes. I retch down and wipe the tears from her eyes, " I don't understand Stephanie, If you know that this site is shady and you had one of your own friends nearly die because of some fentanyl laces pills, why the hell are you risking buying sugar pill from them? How do you know they don't have fentanyl in them?" I give Stephanie a concern look (Sighs)" Because I designed them Mark, I know every person who make them, and I have a friend that test every pill to make sure that there clean, like I said Im not stupid." Stephanie let out grumble. " Ok So answer me this, let just say I that do get you pregnant.. Who you going to tell them is the Father? You damn well that our Parents will straight up murder me... If they were to find out that I am the Father Stephanie!" "Oh I pretty sure that won't be a issue Mark... If the rumors I have heard at the family reunion are true... " Stephanie says "What rumors Stephanie?...." I asked her in a edgy tone of voice "Again Mark they are just rumors Mark.. But if those rumors are true … Then our two families are hiddening a Dark serect of their own? I was utterly speechless, all I could think about was the rumor my sister had just told me about, I mean she didn't tell me exactly what the rumors were, but the way she said our two family has a Dark serect. I sat there for a little bit trying to figure out, just what was our Parents hiding from us. " Any who like you said Stephanie they just rumors, whatever they maybe.. I would highly suggest you go get you some rest, because tomorrow at noon both of us well be going over to Mac and Sally house... and while we are there Stephanie, it my plan to relieve you of your virginity once and for all, it my desire by the time we depart from their place that my incestuous seed finds its way to your fertile womb and ultimately fertilizing one of your egg, that take root and bring forward the fruit of our incestuous love....( I lend in toward her lips and our lips contact and we engaged in deep passionate kissing, Our lips part slightly and it was at that moment my sister Stephanie made her unexpected move and slid her tongue into my mouth, which caught me totally off guard, our tongues tangled in each other mouths, then moment later we broke the kiss and we both pull away) " Well I wasn't expecting that... But any way Stephanie there something you have understand, Once we cross that line, there no going back... from what I understand the from Mac and Sally for this to work, than we going to have make love every opportunity we get to Stephanie!" I Tell my sister as I look directly into her eyes and I could see the flame of passion burning bright in her eyes " I completely understand that Mark.( Stephanie lowers her head down slightly) I'm sorry about the tongue Mark, I'm just so excited when you told me that you were going to inpreganate me,( Stephanie suddenly cocks her head to the side) There one thing that I just don't understand Mark?" " What don't you understand Stephanie?" I say to my sister Stephanie in a curious tone of voice Stephanie climbs onto my lap facing me " Well you just said a few moments ago Mark, that if there to be any chance of you inpregating me, than we going to have make love at every opportunity we get right?" Stephanie said seductive tone of voice as she force her breast into my face I buried my face in between her breast flicking my tongue over her nipples, Stephanie let a loud moan as she start to grind her cunt over my crotch " Indeed I did Stephanie.. but what about it?" I say as I pull my head out from between her breast. Stephanie give me this come and get me look " Then why the fuck do we have to wait until we go over to their house tomorrow, when we could just fuck right here and now?" Stephanie said as she grind her hips harder on my already thobbing cock. " Well I saw how excited you got earlier this afternoon while you were watching them fucking early... They told me that they would love to watch me take your virginity Stephanie." I told my sister Stephanie lend in and planted a passionate kiss to my lips just before lifting them away again " is that what they really said now Mark, Or are you just wanting to torment me by making me wait just that much longer to have this massive cock inside of me.. or is this just your way of tormenting me mark..to get back at me for blockmailing you into impregnate me? Uh?" Stephanie said as she tighten her legs as she grind harder on my cock. I sat there for a moment contemplating what my sister just said to me. I thought to myself " Was I just delay the inevitable that I tomorrow I was going to have to take my very own sister virginity, and attempt to get her pregnant in the progress, or was I just making her wait to torment her for blackmailing me in the first place. I let out a slight laugh " Well when you put that way Stephanie, Yes I am delaying the inevitable in order to torment you for blackmailing me into first place, I mean, I never knew the reason behind why you acting out in the first place, was because you were afraid of telling me how you truly felt about me. Now if you had would I have had thought you were sick in the hell and tell you that you need help … Hell yeah... But now I know the truth reason why you were acting out and it was because you were wanting to fuck me right Stephanie?" I ask my sister as she continue to grind her hip on my crotch. " Yes Mark.. mmmmmmm... it may seem silly to you when you hear it.. But every time one of those other guys would be dumbing their nasty tasting cum in my mouth, I was really day dreaming of you pouring you loud into my mouth, The funny thing is Mark, I kind of name drop you once when one guy was pounding my ass, But luckily for me he couldn't hear it or thought I was yelling his name." Stephanie said as she was nearing her climax. " So let me get this straight Stephanie, every time you were with another guy you were imagining that It was me fucking you? and you were saving you last cunt virginity' for me? I mean you were holding on to your virginity for me, when you really didn't know if " us" would ever happen. explain to me just what exactly you were planning on doing if this never came to fruition?" I asked my sister in a curious tone of voice " To be really honest with you Mark, I really never thought about that … I just some how knew deep in my heart that you would sooner or later notice how I was acting around you, especially how scantily I would dress around you when our parent were around. I mean to be honest with you Mark, every morning after mom and dad would leave for work. I would creep into your room while you were still were asleep and I would take care of your morning wood." Stephanie confess " What the fuck Stephanie, that was you giving me a blow job, damn here I always thought I was having a very intense sexual dream about Sally, I never would thought in a million of years that it was you sucking my cock!" I look at my sister with a shocked look on my face. " Yeah I couldn't help myself Mark, seeing that massive thick cock of yours tenting you boxer, knowing how bad I really wanted it inside of me, to be honest with you the only part of the whole ordeal that pissed me off is when you would scream Sally name whole you blow your load into my mouth each morning." Stephanie said as she climb off of me as she came down from her orgasm. and she then came to lay down beside of me on my bed resting her head on my chest. " Well you never told me what were you plans if US never happen, I mean sooner or later you would have to give up on your plans and look elsewhere Stephanie I mean, there no way in hell you would stayed a Virgin for the remainder of your life.... just holding on hope that I would come around?" I ask her curious tone of voice "I would rather die a virgin Mark, than have some damn wanker who wasn't worthy of fucking me, to be honest with you Mark, I have always in my heart I knew we were meant to be together mark." Stephanie said as she gently kiss my chest. " Damn you would rather die a virgin! I don't think I could live with myself if it came to light after you passed away that you were saving yourself for me. Stephanie" I said to my sister as I slide my hand into the crotch of her lingeria and inserted my index finger into her tight virgin cunt, damn she was tight, I was afraid I would hurt her tomorrow when I took her virginity. " MMMMMMMM.... (Gash for breath) Yes Mark feed your fingers to my tight virgin pussy.... Oh God Damn Mark I can't wait until that your massive cock pushing it way into my tight virgin cunt Stretching the walls of my cunt to fit you length and signs, Yes deeper Mark... Just make sure you don't break my hymen I want to safe that for you cock you understand me Mark." My sister said as she moment out loud " you mean this Hymen?" I said as I start to put press on her hymen " AHHH GOD DAMNIT MARK! please withdraw your finger please... I want your cock to break it pretty please Mark." Stephanie said while begging her brother not to break her hymen. " Ok... ok I'll stop i won't want to make your upset now would I ?" I said to my sister as I withdrew my finger from her cunt and then I brought my finger to my mouth to suck her taste from my index finger. " So Mark was it really Sally idea to watch us fuck?" My sister ask me while she was panting heavy " Yes it was Stephanie to be totally honest with you it was. I never in million years would have thought she would have been such a freak like that" I tell my sister " Sounds like fun to me Mark, I really don't care if the whole world watch's .... I wonder if they going to as well... it would be so hot see them going at it as well." Stephanie said as our lips lock once more. " I pretty sure they just won't be watching Stephanie, From what I gather from the phone call I had with them early they going to be going at it like rabbits " I Say to my sister as we slowly drift off to sleep. "Good night Mark I love you!" My sister said as she fell to sleep on my chest " I love you to Stephanie" I said softly I couldn't believe I just told my own sister that I love her, and not how a brother and sister love each other, But in a two lover would say it I sigh softly and slowly drift off to sleep, and for the first time I couldn't hardly wait until I took her virginity, the hope that soon our own incestuous love would bear fruit. To be continue

_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I grew up in an overly religious conservative family. I was only allowed to watch certain shows, certain movies only listen to certain weird music. I had to go to church every sunday and never asked questions about any of the weird stuff ffrom my childhood like the restrictions until when the election happened. it was my first real vote and i wanted it to matter. I hated the jerk who was in office but my family and church supported him. so I started asking my family why we supported...that man. I'd ask questions and like always any questions I asked were shut down with "do as your told" and "respect your elders, child..." Once I turned 18 I started really wanting to experience everything other girls my age and younger was. Just me and friends talking about sex resulted in me getting a three hour lecture from my mother, a screaming hour from my father and even spanked by him. Did I mention I was over 18? But I didn't resist. I never did when i was spanked. My friends say the "cult" was making me submissive but i don't know if that was all true it was partly the religion but also part me. Maybe, the cult was taking advantage and strengthening something that was already there. I was also timid and never liked to say no if asked for favors. I don't know because honestlyi never got to have a mind of my own. The urge to move was already there for a few months and lucky for me I have great friends who all have been super supportive. I finally moved out when I was supposed to go to prom a few months ago. Everything was set up i was looking for a date a month before and that's when my parents told me I couldn't go and that was that...I screamed and told them they couldn't do this. My mother then said the old phrase "you live under our roof" and that was it. I went into my room and packed the few things that were mine. Unfortunately at this point, it was almost midnight and I didn't wanna wake and bother any of my friends so I grabbed my bookbag and my gym bag full of my clothes and walked out to the living room. "You will never make it out there alone" "You are breaking your father's heart" "You are going against our faith" everything was just words at that point and I walked out and suddenly I was alone....and the only place I could go was my neighbors and that may be a bad idea...but its the only idea I had... I walked across the driveway and under the trees and i saw the light flashing from Mike's tv through the window. Every other room in their house was off, which meant his parents were sleeping. I knocked on his window gently. He appeared in front of it and opened it slowly. I stood outside shivering as he looked me over before saying anything. "Kelsie, what are you doing here?" He asked which was a valid question because even though we were neighbors we had nothing in common. We were both in the same grade but lived very different lives Especially considering rumors are he deals drugs and was caught having sex with a few different girls a month but he always seemed nice when he did see me even if he was checking me out. I thought maybe he'd be able to give me a ride to a friend's house. "I need a huge favor," I whispered so as not to wake his parents. "I need a ride." I could see the smile in the darkness when he gave a big wide grin. "I'll get my keys and meet you by my car..." With that the window was closed. I really hoped Jess was awake. She had told me over and over i can go to her whenever but I also knew she was a bitch when she was woken up. **** We sat in his car as he headed down the street and looked me over in the corner of his eye. "You always go out in pajamas?" He asked. I realized I walked out after packing in silk pink shorts with rabbits on them and a red hoodie over a white t-shirt with no bra. "I had enough and I left in a hurry," I told him still feeling brave and not horrified at the fact i was completely on my own. "Woah really? You okay?" he asked. I looked over at him and nodded determined to continue feeling good. "Oh yeah, I'm great. Finally, I can do what I want." "The world is your oyster, baby," he laughed. " Finally open yourself up to new things. Good for you...I always thought it was a little weird how religious your family is," he said matter of factly. That stung a little but I mean he was right it was weird but did that mean he was calling me weird? I lowered my head and went quiet. I felt something and looked down his hand was on my knee and he was rubbing it softly. I swallowed hard not sure if i wanted to stop him or not, not sure if i liked it or not. I remained still continuing to stare ahead as he rubbed up my knee. "What's first on your list? Probably get a job right?" he asked leaving his hand rubbing my knee. It almost felt soothing. "Nope I already have one I've been working for a year and a half. Thats one good thing," i told him. "Well look at you such a good girl," he teased. Those words do something to me. Ever since my dad called me a good girl ever since I was little or one of the elders at church. I just felt beaming with pride and at the same time i liked how it made me feel when I was a good girl. "I am a good girl," i told him. "Just on my terms." I saw Jess's house down the street and pointed it out to him before he turned to the side of the road and turned the car off before turning to me. I just looked at him confused. "speaking of terms...this ride was under my terms..." "I don't understand," I told him. "Ever hear cash grass or ass? Well i'll be nice and settle for a blowjob...or you can get out and walk that hot little ass down the street in those little silk shorts." "but someone may see me walking....but...i never did.....that....before" I said looking down as he was undoing his seatbelt and then his belt and pulled his jeans down. The first penis I've ever seen except for my fathers. I just stared at it in the darkness. I could see how long it was even in the dimmed car. Mike moved his hand from my knee to the bath of my head and strokes my hair. "Come on be a good girl....on my terms and suck my cock for the ride," he half demanded putting pressure on the back of my head. I wanted to stop him and say no but I didn't want to upset him because he did drive me and everything and he was being nice to me. Maybe I should be nice to him...Then I thought about my parents and that made me angry and wanting to show them. I opened my lips and let him guide my mouth down until I felt the warm head of his cock between my lips. I reached over and started rubbing his cock feeling my first. I didn't have much change to do anything else as he pushed my head down making me gag and slapping at his legs and the steering wheel my mouth impaled on his cock. His hand wrapped in my hair pulled me off and i gasped and inhaled and exhaled as much as i could before he pushed me back down on his massive cock. "that's it, baby. Holy shit if I knew you'd be this easy i'd have done this forever ago. keep sucking I'm almost there" Almost there? I wondered as I started bobbing my head on my own gagging but getting use to it as i started tasting the goo (precum) coming from his dick as I sucked. I saw a flash and looked up his dick still in my mouth. "Say cheese," he said his cell phone snapping a picture just as he threw his head back and forced my head down more not letting me up as he exploded thick gooey cum into my throat. I could feel it jumping and pumping more and more out. It jumped like 7 times. He pulled me off and i held my mouth breathing heavily. He turned the car light on and looked at me eying me, taunting me with just his look. "WOW didn't spill a drop...few starters can do that," he said turning the key and turning the light back off as he pulled back on the road his dick still out. "You ever need a ride same price, that sexy mouth," he said pulling into Jess's driveway. "and don't worry that picture is only for me, he promised but seeing his smile i didn't buy it for a second. I jumped out of the car and raced toward Jess's front porch and rang the doorbell.

_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I grew up in an overly religious conservative family. I was only allowed to watch certain shows, certain movies only listen to certain weird music. I had to go to church every sunday and never asked questions about any of the weird stuff ffrom my childhood like the restrictions until when the election happened. it was my first real vote and i wanted it to matter. I hated the jerk who was in office but my family and church supported him. so I started asking my family why we supported...that man. I'd ask questions and like always any questions I asked were shut down with "do as your told" and "respect your elders, child..." Once I turned 18 I started really wanting to experience everything other girls my age and younger was. Just me and friends talking about sex resulted in me getting a three hour lecture from my mother, a screaming hour from my father and even spanked by him. Did I mention I was over 18? But I didn't resist. I never did when i was spanked. My friends say the "cult" was making me submissive but i don't know if that was all true it was partly the religion but also part me. Maybe, the cult was taking advantage and strengthening something that was already there. I was also timid and never liked to say no if asked for favors. I don't know because honestlyi never got to have a mind of my own. The urge to move was already there for a few months and lucky for me I have great friends who all have been super supportive. I finally moved out when I was supposed to go to prom a few months ago. Everything was set up i was looking for a date a month before and that's when my parents told me I couldn't go and that was that...I screamed and told them they couldn't do this. My mother then said the old phrase "you live under our roof" and that was it. I went into my room and packed the few things that were mine. Unfortunately at this point, it was almost midnight and I didn't wanna wake and bother any of my friends so I grabbed my bookbag and my gym bag full of my clothes and walked out to the living room. "You will never make it out there alone" "You are breaking your father's heart" "You are going against our faith" everything was just words at that point and I walked out and suddenly I was alone....and the only place I could go was my neighbors and that may be a bad idea...but its the only idea I had... I walked across the driveway and under the trees and i saw the light flashing from Mike's tv through the window. Every other room in their house was off, which meant his parents were sleeping. I knocked on his window gently. He appeared in front of it and opened it slowly. I stood outside shivering as he looked me over before saying anything. "Kelsie, what are you doing here?" He asked which was a valid question because even though we were neighbors we had nothing in common. We were both in the same grade but lived very different lives Especially considering rumors are he deals drugs and was caught having sex with a few different girls a month but he always seemed nice when he did see me even if he was checking me out. I thought maybe he'd be able to give me a ride to a friend's house. "I need a huge favor," I whispered so as not to wake his parents. "I need a ride." I could see the smile in the darkness when he gave a big wide grin. "I'll get my keys and meet you by my car..." With that the window was closed. I really hoped Jess was awake. She had told me over and over i can go to her whenever but I also knew she was a bitch when she was woken up. **** We sat in his car as he headed down the street and looked me over in the corner of his eye. "You always go out in pajamas?" He asked. I realized I walked out after packing in silk pink shorts with rabbits on them and a red hoodie over a white t-shirt with no bra. "I had enough and I left in a hurry," I told him still feeling brave and not horrified at the fact i was completely on my own. "Woah really? You okay?" he asked. I looked over at him and nodded determined to continue feeling good. "Oh yeah, I'm great. Finally, I can do what I want." "The world is your oyster, baby," he laughed. " Finally open yourself up to new things. Good for you...I always thought it was a little weird how religious your family is," he said matter of factly. That stung a little but I mean he was right it was weird but did that mean he was calling me weird? I lowered my head and went quiet. I felt something and looked down his hand was on my knee and he was rubbing it softly. I swallowed hard not sure if i wanted to stop him or not, not sure if i liked it or not. I remained still continuing to stare ahead as he rubbed up my knee. "What's first on your list? Probably get a job right?" he asked leaving his hand rubbing my knee. It almost felt soothing. "Nope I already have one I've been working for a year and a half. Thats one good thing," i told him. "Well look at you such a good girl," he teased. Those words do something to me. Ever since my dad called me a good girl ever since I was little or one of the elders at church. I just felt beaming with pride and at the same time i liked how it made me feel when I was a good girl. "I am a good girl," i told him. "Just on my terms." I saw Jess's house down the street and pointed it out to him before he turned to the side of the road and turned the car off before turning to me. I just looked at him confused. "speaking of terms...this ride was under my terms..." "I don't understand," I told him. "Ever hear cash grass or ass? Well i'll be nice and settle for a blowjob...or you can get out and walk that hot little ass down the street in those little silk shorts." "but someone may see me walking....but...i never did.....that....before" I said looking down as he was undoing his seatbelt and then his belt and pulled his jeans down. The first penis I've ever seen except for my fathers. I just stared at it in the darkness. I could see how long it was even in the dimmed car. Mike moved his hand from my knee to the bath of my head and strokes my hair. "Come on be a good girl....on my terms and suck my cock for the ride," he half demanded putting pressure on the back of my head. I wanted to stop him and say no but I didn't want to upset him because he did drive me and everything and he was being nice to me. Maybe I should be nice to him...Then I thought about my parents and that made me angry and wanting to show them. I opened my lips and let him guide my mouth down until I felt the warm head of his cock between my lips. I reached over and started rubbing his cock feeling my first. I didn't have much change to do anything else as he pushed my head down making me gag and slapping at his legs and the steering wheel my mouth impaled on his cock. His hand wrapped in my hair pulled me off and i gasped and inhaled and exhaled as much as i could before he pushed me back down on his massive cock. "that's it, baby. Holy shit if I knew you'd be this easy i'd have done this forever ago. keep sucking I'm almost there" Almost there? I wondered as I started bobbing my head on my own gagging but getting use to it as i started tasting the goo (precum) coming from his dick as I sucked. I saw a flash and looked up his dick still in my mouth. "Say cheese," he said his cell phone snapping a picture just as he threw his head back and forced my head down more not letting me up as he exploded thick gooey cum into my throat. I could feel it jumping and pumping more and more out. It jumped like 7 times. He pulled me off and i held my mouth breathing heavily. He turned the car light on and looked at me eying me, taunting me with just his look. "WOW didn't spill a drop...few starters can do that," he said turning the key and turning the light back off as he pulled back on the road his dick still out. "You ever need a ride same price, that sexy mouth," he said pulling into Jess's driveway. "and don't worry that picture is only for me, he promised but seeing his smile i didn't buy it for a second. I jumped out of the car and raced toward Jess's front porch and rang the doorbell.

She looked me directly in the eye. “Get in the shower with me?” Now was that a question, or an order? – either way I wasn’t going to refuse. It was a hot summer’s day. We had spent the afternoon on the local naturist beach. Now back home, grown up kids away, the house to ourselves. We sat out on the sun deck, naked again, had a glass of wine, headed back indoors as the evening became cooler. She turned away from me and stepped into the shower to turn the water on. Her hair tied up showing the shaved side and back of her head. Her smooth back, small tattoo and pert bum. Her toned legs. Not a tan line in sight. I am a lucky man, make no mistake. The water on, she turned around. “What are you waiting for?” A second or two to admire her more. Shorter than me by over a foot, petite and sexy as hell. Gold rings piercing her nipples, gorgeous breasts, smooth pussy, tanned skin. Our bodies were hot after the long day outside. As the cool water hit her shoulders and ran down her body her nipples became hard, goosebumps covered her body and she shivered slightly. Mischievous look on her face. “Look at him!” with her eyes on my cock “He looks like he needs some attention”. That familiar feeling down below, my cock growing in anticipation of what lay ahead. I stepped in beside her, the water momentarily cold, we laughed, then kissed. Kissed with a passion, the stored-up excitement of the day beginning to show itself. Her lips soft and warm, our tongues hungry to explore as if this were the first time. Hands starting to explore too as we embraced. Her shoulders, toned back, tight bum as sexy as the first time all those years ago. Then her hands worked down from my shoulder blades to my bum. A playful squeeze, pulling me closer, the kiss more intense and passionate. My cock squeezed between us, harder now. I reached for the soap. “No - me first” she said firmly, with that direct look into my eyes again. She is taking the lead today. Soap rubbed suggestively between her hands, then hands caress my chest, my pierced nipples tweaked as she goes. I moan slightly, too soon? A sharp slap on my bum. “Your turn!” Lather worked up between my hands, I turn her around to face away from me. Reaching around her I massage her stomach, working up to her sensitive breasts, tracing a circle with my fingers around each nipple, cupping those fabulous tits, squeezing her hard nipples between my fingers. One at a time, gently, then firmly, both together now. She moans. Then hands off, time to change, she’s ready to take her turn again. She turns me around, away from her this time. Smooth, soapy hand around my cock. Properly hard now, my gold ring matches our nipples. Her other hand is cupping, caressing, my balls, as smooth as everywhere else on us both. I moan some more. “Yes?” she asks. “Oh, yes” is all I need to say. My turn. Behind her again I reach around, working down this time, the tops of her thighs sensitive to my touch. Then slowly, gently moving inward, exploring around her clit. She wriggles and moans. I spread her pussy lips slightly with one hand. Middle finger circling her clit, slowly, firmly, closing in on my target. Still moaning, breathing heavy. My other hand around her holds her tits firmly, my cock pressing against her bum as I stop her from moving. She is close, so close. Keeping the rhythm of my finger going, sensing her pleasure building, this is what it’s all about. She turns her head, we kiss again, tongues searching. She comes. Tensing belly, bucking hips, scream suppressed by the tightness of our mouths together, she comes. Hard. Sensing how long to keep her going, easing the pressure on her clit, letting her back down gently from her ecstasy. We stay with tongues and mouths together, letting the water wash over us for a minute or two. “Yes?” I ask eventually. “Oh yes, oh yes” and she looks at me as if this were our first time, “My turn, I believe?” she smiles and reaches for the soap. I wait for the hand again on my cock, tanned, hard, starting to build to my peak. She pulls me close, but face to face, cock pressing into her belly, excitement building again. Soapy hands on my arse instead, reaching round further, playing with my balls from behind, cock harder, still harder, pressed into her belly, we pull even closer. And then - and then, she’s taking the lead today. Her hand leaves my balls, working back further, her fingers massaging me. Moving slowly, definitely, towards my arse. She looks up at me and raises an eyebrow, places a finger on my entrance and asks “Yes?” “Please, yes, please” is all I can moan. Lips and tongues entwined, a finger thrust inside me, exploring me, fucking me, a second finger follows. Cock still hard, building, building towards the point of no return. “Fuck me. Fuck me now” she demands. Bending forward, arse in the air, pussy on show, ready, so ready. “Fuck me now!” Hard cock ready, nudging her pussy lips, teasing, gently.. “Fuck me! Hard!” Hard, fast, both so close already. My balls tighten, her pussy is soft, squeezing me tightly. “Harder. Yes, yes, I’m coming!” She moans and squeals. This is what it’s about, this really gets me off. No stopping it now, building, building until I can hold it no longer. Long, hard, thrusting, deeper, I can hold it no longer. We peak together, there’s no better feeling, filling her, pleasing her, seeing her come, knowing that I can do that for her. The water still washes over us, we kiss, embrace and wash each other again.

Kim had become a good cum slut with us and any guys that wanted to fuck her, as well as the dogs at Keith's swingers club, she had been around quite a few times and played with us both, now we took her to the nudist beach as well, some times she would let 10 or more guys fuck her in the dunes while we played too, on one occasion she had 3 or 4 guys fuck her in the water, and more wanted to, but we pulled her back to the dunes for a bit more privacy. Then to most of the guys surprise there, she took on a dog that one was walking along the beach, no sooner had the guy fucked her and filled her ass with hot cum, then she knelt up and told him to let his dog fuck her ass too, most guys looked on a bit in awe, as his cock found her ass and began fucking her hard and fast, some 5 minutes later he flooded her bowels with dog cum, and turned to walk away, dragging her along the sand, her orgasms kept going as his knot held them tight together, then they seperated and cum dropped out for me to eat. Not to be out done, after more guys had fucked us all, I took the dog on too, his knot locking us tight together as he filled my ass with his cream. Most guys just watched as their balls lay empty, Sue also let the tired but horny K9 fuck her ass too, all three of us needed a swim to wash the drying cum from our bodies, and once again Kim told the guys to follow her for more fun, kneeling to let them piss all over her face and body, by the time the sun began to set, every guy on the beach that day had fucked us more than once. So we called Keith and arranged another night at his swingers club, he told us, more guys wanted to join in and increase the kink as well, he caters for a wilder swinging scene than most clubs do, just as we like it. The following Saturday Kim arrived and got ready, her and Sue both hot to fuck early afternoon, so my cock got plenty of use, while they waited to go, but I held off keeping my cum for later. Around 6 pm we pulled up at Keith's his carpark was busy already, both naked the girls ran into the club, as some guys followed close behind them, Kim was already gone when I got in, Keith said she was in the group room with about 5 guys. Sue was sucking of a guy at the bar, his mate fucking her ass while she bent down, I dropped my gear behind the counter and took of to find a good cock to fuck me. It wasn't long before my fist anal orgasm sounded out, as Alan fucked my ass long and hard, his huge cock finding my anus ready for him, he had been away and wanted to fuck me for some time, so tonight he was going to drop a load of cum in all three of us. I was keen to get him to dp me too, so when a good looking cock came calling we got him under me and Alan went back to pounding my ass hard, both cocks filling me nicley, to give me a great start to the night. The guy under me blew his wad deep inside my ass, so we replaced him quick smart, the second cock using the cum as lube slipped in easy, Alan once more fucked my tight ass to his delight, and mine. It wasn't long before I had a second load shot in me, but this time the guy stayed fairly hard and wanted to stay in me while Alan kept fucking me, I was cool with that. Some 15 minutes or so later Alan began to jerk and wriggle his cock around in me, his balls ready to explode, the guy under me also looked weird, his cock stil hard seemed to grow some more as Alan began to flood me with his sticky load, then wham another load from the guy under me, his balls still had more to give me. When we slowed and rested for awhile he said that was a first for him and liked doing that, his cock was kept hard by Alan's cock and he surprised himself when he came a second time so quickly. Now I wanted more, heading into the kinky room, Kim had beat me there, Lucas was licking his cock, while Ralph was knotted and going strong in her ass, the pool of cum told us she had been well fucked by guys and Lucas. I knelt next to her, and called over the other dog, he licked my ass and soon jumped up ready to fuck me. His cock is hard and I love the feeling when he knots, he would have some where around 14 inchs of cock in a ass when he locks into you. He was soon going flat out, my ass ready and willing to take him all, but I held his knot out for awhile making the fuck last longer, then sencing he was ready to cum, let him knot and flood my ass with his hot juices. Kim was just about done as Ralph walked off, not missing a beat, she came over and swatted on my face, pushing all the dog cum onto my face and mouth, then quickly turned and kissed me to share it. I told her she was going to get this load when I got free, so she lay under me, sucking my cock while he blew his load deep inside my willing ass. After some 10 minutes he pulled away, my cock still in Kim's mouth as his cum out, she moved her head and sucked my ass clean of dog cum, with one quick move I sat on her fist and impalled my ass right down to her elbow, dog cum ozzed out as my cock exploded into her mouth. While I was still sitting on her arm, a few guys used her pussy and ass and filled her with fresh cream, I bent down and licked her dry, her arm still stuck up my ass like a glove puppet. It was then a guy slipped his cock in, fucked me, with Kim rubbing his cock inside my ass, he didn't last long, she took his cum as it ran out of my ass. I saw Sue now, Lucas was fucking her hard in the ass, as another guy took her pussy and one in her mouth, the cum running out of her told me she had been busy too. She took several loads of cum in her mouth as both fucked her, then Lucas growled and shot his load deep in her bowels, this seemed to set of the guy who also blew his wad in her, both looked relaxed as they waited for Lucas to get free, I rode Kim until Lucas pulled free, then quickly got under her, waiting for the cum to empty from her freshly fucked holes, and it did, she pushed hard, gallons of cum ran out covering my face and filling my mouth, her pussy and ass now slowed as she turned and kissed me, we enjoyed sharing the cum as another guy fucked her. More guys used us all, then I saw Alan under Kim his cock in her ass, as she told a guy to pull one of the dogs over to dp her, she got them both in and Alan for one enjoyed having his cock squessed tight into her well fucked ass, as both cocks strained to fill her once more. Alan's cock slipped out red and soft, as Ralph still held by his knot stayed in her. I went down sucking Alan's cock draining the last of the cum from his balls. From some where, one of the guy pulled out a huge dildo, Keih must have brought it in, Sue was lifted up and sat down her on it, her ass split open by this huge monster, it was bigger than our dildo, as her screams of delight filled the room, the guys rocked her back and fourth, more and more went into her swollon ass. I thought she would give up, but they seemed determined to get it all in her ass, with each orgasm they kept her going, soon she was so close to having all 18 inchs or more in her ass, Kim was watching with a wild look in her eye, as Sue with one last push and a loud moan got the last inch or so in her ass, cum oozzed out as it filled her hole to over flowing, she was implayed and enjoying it. They let her rest for awhile then started to pump her up an down again on the dildo, her ass now seemed to glow red from the pressure of it pushing into her, then after one almighty orgasm she jumped and slippe dof the dildo falling softly on the floor, exchausted. Kim seemed to home in on the dildo, asking the guys to do the same with her, hands picked her up, cum running out of her ass and pussy slimmed the dildo ready for its invasion into her body. One guy held the dildo as her ass began to open over it, she had more trouble than Sue but soon the tip went in, quickly followed by several more inches, her growns of plessure telling us all she was loving it too, then Kim seemed to jerk her body, taking the guys by surprise, I'm not sure if she meant to do it, but they half dropped her, the dildo rammed hard, causing her a lot of pain as it went all the way in her ass. The guys grabbed her arms and lifted her up some, her eyes seemed to water as her ass came up from the monster dildo stuck in her, but she held firm, and told them to leave her onit waiting for the pain to ease she slowly slipped back down, this time her orgasm told us she was enjoying it more. She rode it like a pro now, her ass going right down, after the first time it was possible a bit sore but she took it all, her orgasm going strong, each time they lowered her onto it she sung out, some guys used her mouth to empty thier ball sacks while she orgasmed. Just like Sue, Kim had to ease off the dildo, her ass ruined for guys now by the size of it, as they stuck thier cocks in her pussy to give her more orgasm's, she just lay face down, her body awash with cum and sweat. I saw Sue, she had Alan and one of the dogs in her ass now and was going strong, guys lined up to fuck her mouth as others fucked Kim's pussy and some blew hot cum in her ass, I was happy taking 2 or 3 guys at a time now too, but I also wanted to try that dildo in me. I let more guys fuck me but each time I saw the dildo I just had to see if I could get it all in me too, couldn't let the girls have all the fun, so with cum dripping down my legs, I sat over the dildo, inche by inch I worked it further into me well abused ass, I let fly as a hhuge anal orgasm took control of me, my body shook and me legs gave in, dropping me further still onto this monster stuck in me, then after one good orgasm , I let loose, my mind ready for the pain, that such a huge dildo was bound to give me. The girls watched as with one last lunge, my ass took it all, my eyes did water, but oh boy it was worth it, never before had I been so full, even with two good cocks, they aren't this big, now I was hooked, riding hard my ass sent me sky wards as each thrust hit my stomarch walls and gave me a huge orgasm. I rode it for a few mintutes but then like the girls I had to jump off, mixed feelings of pain and plessure ran though my body as I pulled off. Both girls now were busy with the dogs, Sue had Alan and a dog fucking her ass, while Kim had another guy and a dog dp in her too, stil more guys had hard cocks and cum ready to fill us. As always we took all the guys on, by the time most of them were leaving, both Sue and Kim had been fucked by 30 or more guys, and I had taken around 15 or so, as well as the dogs and dildo, so our ass's and their pussies were more than used when we had a quick shower after one last piss sesiion, and took of home. Keith asked if we wanted another rematch in a couple of weeks time, all three of us smiled and said yes please. On our drive home Kim sat next to me, sucking my cock and releasing one more load of cum in her mouth to finnish my night off great.

Darn it, darn it, DARN IT! This is a bad... real bad. How...? When...? WHY did things end up like this? All I wanted & tried to do, was go home immediately after class. Miraculously enough I was actually able to get through my entire Sociology class, without Tammy's playful antics of rubbing and caressing my dick the entire time, causing me too much trouble. But now because my big sister & my girlfriend were actually waiting for me outside of my class, I am back at Cindy's Sorority house along WITH Samantha this time, and now here I am with both of their underwear inside of my mouth. The events that led up to this terrible situation that I'm in, all played out in such a strange fashion, It almost felt as though the entire thing was actually being... coordinated. Like one shocking moment after another just kept taking place one after another, far too unlikely to be coincidental. First Tammy was playing with my dick inside of class again, not even caring if anyone would see what she was doing. She was only concerned with keeping my dick hard the entire time in class to my discomfort. She seemed like she was trying to make me cum, but I was able to resist her onslaught of caresses on my penis. Then I noticed Ms Tasha was looking at me longingly again. God she really is just so pretty, I just can't get her out of my mind. Her tits look so heavy & soft, I honestly wonder what size they are. I still can't believe just the other day, she had me on my knees up on stage with her, and she allowed me to taste her pussy and her asshole. She even had to go to the bathroom while she was up there, and she just released her piss right into my mouth. It was so acidic and warm, I practically choked trying to get down all of her hot foamy pussy liquid. She actually sent me a text message RIGHT DURING CLASS, and told me her pussy was wet, and how she wished I were up there with her, and I would lick it clean for her. I still can't believe this is happening with my own teacher. The next thing I know, Cindy sends me a picture message. It was kinda strange that she'd send me one during class, but I didn't think anything was wrong, and I looked at the image. It was of her taking a selfie photograph. She was bent right over with her pants pulled on down, she was sticking her butt out showing her underwear, and in the message she said that she was MAD at me for something. I gotta admit I was worried because of what she said, but the smile on her face (not to mention her showing me that round tush of hers), told me she was only being playful with me at the moment. Honestly I feel so grateful to have finally confessed my feelings to her, and to now have such a cute playful girl as my girlfriend... even though she's a bit of a nerd. Tammy didn't even let go of my dick, the entire time I was looking at Cindy's picture message. I think the mixed feelings of her stroking me in class once again, along with taking in the image of Cindy sticking her ass out for me to see, stared to really get to me. I'm really lucky I didn't fall too deeply into my own lust from what was going on, and just finally bust a load in my pants again, just like the last time from Tammy's hand. As odd as those events taking place were, it gets even weirder though as I received another message on my phone; Immediately after putting it back down on the desk. This time it was a picture from my big sister Samantha. I have to admit I got a bad feeling when I saw it was picture message from her, with all of the unspeakable things that my sister and I have done recently, what she was sending COULDN'T be good for me to see right in the middle of class. Against my better judgment though, I opened up the picture Samantha had sent. It was of her taking a selfie picture as well, with her pants pulled down & her hand on her hip; She said in the message that she was thinking about me, and her panties were soggy at the moment because of it. Instant panic had sunk in at that moment. Tammy WAS sitting right next to me, but I was so transfixed from taking in everything I was seeing, I almost forgetting that she was even there as I stared at my sisters dirty underwear. I snapped out of the trance I was in, and tried to turn off my cell phone; But Tammy was too quick, and yanked the phone out of my hands while telling me don't hide it from her. Honestly it felt like my heart stopped beating at that moment, like I was thrown into a black void from what was happening then. Tammy was seeing a naughty picture my own SISTER had sent me. The secret I wanted nobody to find out, was discovered by the very girl who caught me drinking my own girlfriend's piss. Tammy hadn't let go of my penis the entire time this was happening. She merely smiled at me & questioned do I actually LIKE eating out my big sister. I honestly just wanted to crawl up under a rock somewhere. My life was officially over at that point I thought, but Tammy probably noticed my cock throb a bit because of what she asked. Even still after all those crazy things took place, I received ANOTHER notification on my phone. At that point I didn't even have the desire to pick it up, because it'd probably be more bad or strange news. Tammy directed me to pick it up anyways. It was from a number I didn't recognize, it was someone saying he/she had been watching me the entire time, and he/she would like to do more than just observe. As bad as it was that I was feeling despicable at that moment from the shame, now I was feeling confused as to who the hell could've been watching me; Let alone wished to join in on all of the freakish things that were taking place during class. Tammy then directed me to look towards the upper row seating inside of the lecture hall. I saw it was the Gothic-dressed girl Victoria looking down on me with an absolute piercing smile. The color of her eyes were really alluring. Ice Blue in color, they really can hold your attention when you look directly at her. I sat there frozen while staring at her as she smiled. Victoria IS really pretty with her long raven-black hair, and her clothing style really makes her stand out. When Ms Tasha had told us class was over, I instantly leaped up from my seat, and tried to get out of there as fast as I could; Hoping no one would notice my erection... especially Victoria. Much to my shock though at that moment, Samantha and Cindy were actually both WAITING for me, outside of my class. They smiled at me & simultaneously hooked me by my arms, and walked me out of school while other students looked on. Cindy had told me I wasn't going home at that moment, she was mad at me & we had somewhere to go. Samantha then chimed in, and said we were making a little detour before we were going home. They both questioned me on how I felt about their pictures from earlier. Honestly I was still a bit horny from everything that happened, and remembering the photos that had both sent (Not to mention Samantha asked me right out in the open, how I felt seeing the stain in her panties), made me instantly start to get a rock hard dick, causing Cindy to notice while giggling. She then quickly positioned herself towards the front of me, wrapping my arms around her waist, and rubbed her butt against my hard-on while we all walked so no one could see it. I was still uncertain where we were all headed, but after a while of us all walking together (and them sexually flirting & teasing me in various ways), we all wound up back at Cindy's sorority house. Honestly it was a bad time to show up here again, school was just letting out so certainly more girls would be turning up here shortly. I tried to voice an objection, to what felt like a bad situation I was being pulled into; But then Samantha kissed me herself for the very fist time, right out in the open in front of Cindy's Sorority house. It felt like time had stopped at that moment. I mean my own big sister had just unexpectedly given me a quick & very passionate kiss, pushing some of her saliva into my mouth for me to taste. Thinking back on it, Samantha's natural oral liquids tasted really good honestly. I wonder if she'll allow me to taste some again in the future. Once they both had gotten me inside, they had both pulled me towards the lounging area of the house; Where they had both basically started to strip me naked, and ultimately get me down on my knees, where they thus began to interrogate me about some of the things they've heard I'd done. God I loved being down on my knees, before both of them at that moment. My cock was as hard as steel. They both had stepped really close to me, so much so that I could smell the fragrant aromas of their vaginas through both of their pants. They both started questioning me, was it true what they've heard. That I had been eating some other girls pussies, and I had actually drank the piss from between their legs. I couldn't lie to either my big sister or my girlfriend, so I told them the truth, causing them to get upset. Cindy scolded me in absolute disgust. She told me I wasn't even worthy of her pussy, as she began unzipping her pants right in front of my face. Samantha sternly chastised me as well, as she then pointed her finger at her zipper, ordering me to quickly pull it down for her. The heavy feminine aroma from between their legs grew heavier I remember, with their pants unzipped I could clearly smell their pussies a bit more. I tried to tell them both, how what happened wasn't really my fault. They didn't want to hear me out though, I remember Samantha simply pulling my mouth into her panties, causing me to instantly shut up. As embarrassing as it is, the whole purpose of being dragged back to the Sorority house, was merely to be punished for what I had done. Both girls had me to undress them, they had me to fold their clothes up neatly, and ordered me separately to service them uniquely. Cindy had ordered me to lick her butt hole clean, as she was cursing me for my misdeeds. I really felt I had to do anything/everything it would take, to earn her esteemed forgiveness. When my mouth was firmly planted on her ass den, she actually blew a gust a warm bitter air, 3 times inside of my mouth & once across my face. Cindy had really farted I couldn't believe it, as her and Samantha laughed. I was to accept my girlfriend's punishment, as I told her it honestly smelt kind of good. She told me I was going to drink down her piss as well, but this time however it was going to be different. I wasn't allowed to willfully swallow it, she was going to just let it flood down my throat, and I had to just accept what her pussy gives me. Looking back on the situation, it was really a learning experience. Both Cindy and Samantha didn't allow me to voluntarily swallow their pee. When my mouth got so full & heavy with their warm urine, it just made it's way down my throat on it's own. It's still embarrassing to think about, that they both farted directly into my mouth and in my face. I think one or maybe both of them actually recorded the other doing that... But, I didn't (or rather I didn't WANT TO) resist them either. I hope I'm not becoming completely masochistic to their pussies or their asses. I feel that making sure they are both happy, is what makes me happy the most. They felt like punishing me for servicing other girls, and I humbly/happily accepted it, to earn their forgiveness. After they had let out their frustrations, they had set me down on one of the couches; Where they had both put each of their panties in my mouth, and began to lick on my throbbing erection between my legs. I honestly had thought things were coming to a climax, that I would cum & Samantha and me would get the hell out of here as quickly as possible. But the next thing I knew the doorbell rings & a knock came at the door, causing both Cindy & Samantha to lift their heads up in surprise. They both looked at me (as their panties were still in my mouth), and told me to get up and go answer it. That sounded absolutely bat-shit insane to me. But they both ordered me again to get up and answer it, so I stood up & hobbled to the door; Causing both of them to swat at my rear, so I would move faster to get it. I can't believe that this is actually happening. It feels like my life is over, I'm about to be caught. I'm going to be busted at a Sorority house, which I'm not supposed to be at. Still holding Cindy's & Samantha's panties in my mouth, I cringe, close my eyes & look down, then slowly pull open the door. ... "There he is!" A familiar voice rings out. I unwelcomely open my eyes, look forward and surprisingly see Tammy, Victoria, and also some new other girl standing in the entryway. Tammy is standing there posed & staring with one hand on her hip, casting her familiar sassy smile she's had, ever since she's first met me. Victoria is staring upward towards me, fixating an inquisitive yet inscrutable gaze in my direction. Pausing in that moment while slightly looking downward into Victoria's eyes, her icy cold blue eyes locks me in, like a predator who's caught onto a new prey. Standing there with Samantha's and Cindy's panties still in my mouth, Victoria just continues to look at me with a virtually unreadable expression, she just keeps staring up at me, as she sucks on what appears to be a lollipop inside of her mouth. An intense nervousness starts to well up in my stomach, as the little Gothic girl continues to study my disposition; She then smiles quietly while looking upward into my eyes. "Ah, so he IS here." A calm voice rings out from over to my right. Finally able to break my eye contact with Victoria, my focus goes over to the new girl who is examining my ill-starred position. A tall, somewhat slender, dark-haired, blue-eyed girl who is wearing a black crop top; With the words "EVIL GENIUS" written on it in bold white letters. She is wearing black arm warmers & black leggings pants which are slit on both legs in the front, and are laced all the way from the bottom up to her thighs in the front; Also she is wearing black combat-styled boots, that have a white crochet floral pattern going across the sides of them. Such an odd yet wild clothing style I can't help but think to myself, it is then I look over to Victoria's black boots that have all of the shiny buckles on them, and an odd realization pops into my head. Looking up towards the top that Victoria is wearing, it is also black (a t-shirt though) and it ALSO has something written onto it. "GOOD WITCH" is written across the front in bold white letters as well, I hope I am wrong but then turn to look the taller strange girl in her face. She is sucking on a lollipop just as Victoria is, but her eyes... they are EXACTLY the same mesmerizing blue tint that Victoria's has. Not only that, her hair is also the same captivating raven-esque black as well. Looking the new girl back in those piercing eyes once again, and realizing Cindy's & Samantha's undies are STILL in my mouth; I attempt to say something to TRY and explain why I am here... naked in this position. Desperately trying to push the two pairs of panties that are lodged deep within my mouth out, quickly I am reminded of my sister's and girlfriend's distinctive pussy juices flavor, as my tongue slips & slashes at the underwear inside of my mouth, trying to push each pair of them out. Tammy, Victoria, and the other girl start laughing suddenly at my dire attempts to spit the panties out of my mouth, it is then the tall slender girl speaks out to me. "You really shouldn't do that, somebody might see it." She calmly states with a soothing voice, while smirking over towards me. "Danny What are you doing!? Are you trying to spit out my panties!? You'd better not spit them out onto the ground!" Samantha barks playfully. Causing me to instantly turn around, and look over to her; Seeing her sitting back up on the couch looking at me lustfully, with her legs spread wide open showcasing herself in a relaxed position. "I don't want my anyone to see my panties! Get back in here Danny!" Cindy calls out. Causing me to then look over in direction, as she gives me a direct order. She is also sitting up now, her legs spread wide open as well; She then licks her lips at me, reaches down with one of her hands, and slowly spreads the lips of her pussy which causes me to stare. It is then I feel an arm at each side of me. Tammy & the tall Gothic looking chick hook me by each arm, and begin walking slowly with me inside the Sorority house; as Victoria pushes me from behind as well all march in together. "Hurry, you need to cum inside... me." Victoria calmly states with a very soft spoken tone, finally breaking her silence causing Tammy to giggle over to the side of me. Turning my head back towards Victoria while we walk, I catch her staring up towards me with those hypnotic blue eyes, with a barely detectable grin on her adorable face as she continues to suck on her lollipop. Once inside, Victoria stops pushing at me from behind; And goes to start locking the door, as Tammy and the new girl lead me towards the center of the lounging area; With Samantha & Cindy looking on towards me, like two hungry little succubus'. Standing once again the center of the room, Tammy lets go of my arm; And takes a seat on the sofa opposite from the side of my sister & my girlfriend. The tall Gothic looking girl stands in front of me while smiling, reaching out and holding her lollipop in her mouth with one hand, and placing her other hand on her hip, enabling me to get a more detailed look at her. She is ever so slightly taller than myself, her black & shiny hair appears to appears to a little shorter than Cindy's; at a length that's barely past her chin. Standing absolutely still while basically being observed by all of the girls, Victoria walks from the door down to where I am fixed, keeping her eyes glued onto me as well the entire time. Positioning herself next to the taller girl once again, she casts that same inquisitive look making me wonder what kind of thoughts she is having about me. If this situation could possibly get any worst for me, I really can't think of anything that would make it be so. It appears my luck as finally run out. Being caught naked at Cindy's/Tammy's Sorority the first time, it was incredibly lucky that Tammy didn't say anything. But now I am here naked AGAIN, standing before two entirely new girls; And on top of that my girlfriend's and my own sister's UNDERWEAR are inside of my mouth. I must look so stupid they must think, there's no possible excuse I could give for what is even going on. "God he really stinks, what did you two DO to him; Before we got here?" Tammy says to Cindy & Samantha, from over to my right. 'Please don't tell Tammy everything that happened, right out in the open like this.' I think to myself. Victoria and the tall girl both smirk at me, as I begin to shudder thinking about the exquisitely nasty things they were doing to me, just a few moments ago. I can still taste the fumes, of both of their piss and ass smell hovering inside of my mouth; On top of the taste of both of their stained panties, scraping across my tongue as well. Just the shameful reflection itself makes my cock jump a little unexpectedly, causing Victoria to quickly look down at it with interest & curiosity; While the taller Gothic girl keeps smiling at me while maintaining the lollipop that is in her mouth. "Ohhh together the both of us taught him a lesson, he'll never ever forget." My big sister stated, with a very confident/dominatrix tone from over to my left. "He was disrespectful to us. So we taught him his place once again." Cindy giggled immediately afterwards, from next to Samantha. It is then Victoria begins marching up next to me. She raises both of her hands up; Placing one onto my chest near my heart, and wrapping the other softly around the base of my penis. Looking down at stiffening erection, like a cat who's just caught onto a mouse; She begins squeezing it slightly over and over, and begins to tug on it back and forth, while never taking her eyes off of it. God I can't deny how unbelievably attractive she is, in her own unique way. Victoria's hair seems just a tad shorter than Samantha's, not exactly down to the middle of her back, maybe a couple of inches shorter. I can catch brief whiffs of her long black hair & and scent, when my nostrils aren't being bombarded, by the pungent fumes from Cindy & Samantha's punishment earlier. I tense up & moan out for a brief moment, as it seems Victoria has found a way of stroking me, that makes my penis to become even harder than before. Keeping her other hand against my chest, she begins rubbing against me in a very caring way; Causing me to start to become warm from her touches, getting me more and more aroused, the longer she continues to do this. I let out a loud moan through my sister & girlfriend's underwear, causing Victoria to look up at me, as she continues moving her hand. "It's big." Victoria says with her usual soft spoken tone, looking up into my eyes with her curious facial expression; Continuously running hand across my chest, starting to make me feel my heart beating become even stronger. My breaths start to become even heavier, and then the taller Gothic-looking girl walks over next to me. She places one of her hands on my shoulder, and the other down to my penis, and begins following the stroking motions along with Victoria. Looking over into her chilling icy eyes, I feel myself almost becoming faint. My mouth starts to hang open, as she merely continues to smile at me; Still sucking on her lollipop yet saying absolutely nothing. Her scent is just as good as Victoria's, almost absolutely identical in every way. I'm starting to get lost in her eyes, almost completely where I am. They both simply continue to pull at my dick, and I start to yell out; Falling deep into a lust induced haze. "Hnnn! Mnnnnn! Hnnnn! HNNNNNNN!" gets screamed outs as Samantha's & Cindy's panties block my voice. An immense orgasm nearly hits me, but then Victoria and the taller Gothic girl let go of my cock; Causing them to step back & simply look at me. My body feels light, breezy, cold, & warm all in the exact same moment. I nearly busted a nut all over the floor thanks to these two strange girls, all I can do is look at them nearly shaking & breathing profusely; As saliva starts to run down out of my mouth. My saliva strand continuously falls directly onto my penis, as I try to catch my breath while staring at them. "Look sweet sister, his love is starting to leak out." The taller goth girls says to Victoria, in a calm soft-spoken tone; Maintaining eye contact with me the entire time she speaks to her. Oh my god it really is true. This older Gothic-looking student, is Victoria's big sister. The only thing I can do is look at them breathlessly, feeling each of my heartbeats coursing through my body. "Yes beautiful sister, I want to have it. I want to taste his love." Victoria says back to the girl in a matching soothing voice; As they simultaneously walk back up to me, and together start sliding their hands from the base of my cock, all the way up to it's tip. Once their hands reach the precum that is leaking out from my cock, they both intertwine their fingers together; and start to spooning up the steadily bulging liquid coming out. They both turn towards each other, and begin looking into one anothers eyes; As they stick their tongues out past their lollipops, and begin licking at their fingers in a spooky/haunting sort of way. I can't believe what I'm seeing, still holding my girlfriend's and big sisters panties inside of my mouth. This is absolutely mesmerizing to watch. I had just received a double-handjob from two stunningly attractive Gothic chicks, and now they're both licking at my precum AND sucking on lollipops at the same damn time. They continue to run their tongues up and down each and every one of their fingers, truly looking as if they're making sure that the sticky liquid that has come out of my penis, is devoured and not letting any at all me missed. The taller Gothic girl then touches her index finger to the tip of my cock once again, and then repeatedly pinches the tip very slightly to bring out remnants that are still left inside. I moan a bit from still being very sensitive, and feel small glob of silky precum erupt from my cock. She then points her index finger & her thumb upward, and looks at her sister with a smile. Then Victoria leans in toward her older sisters fingers, and then they both start licking at the small bubble of liquid that is on the tips of older Gothic girls fingers. "Damn you two are so nasty together. You didn't even care that you were doing that with a Freshman. And I thought you didn't even like men anymore Anastasia." Tammy then says from over to the right of me, before getting up off of the sofa; And walking over to Victoria, her older sister, and myself. "You're right. Being with that ass hat Lance, is enough to make any woman want to quit being with men." The taller Gothic girl responds back to Tammy. What did Tammy just call her...? Anastasia? That's a really pretty name. I really haven't met too many girls who's had that name before. Standing there in silence & still recovering from what Victoria and her big sister did to me, silence feels to be the best answer; As the girls appear to be talking about something important amongst them. "You even cut your hair shorter, after you broke up with him. If you hadn't done that, you and your little sister would be almost impossible to tell apart... asides from the height that is." Tammy chuckles, while conversing with Anastasia. Immediate shock sets in with Tammy's words. Victoria had mentioned back in class not too long ago, that Lance's ex became a lesbian... she was referring to her own SISTER? "It doesn't matter really, that Dan here happens to be a Freshman. When you said he's kind, and actually enjoys giving of himself to make girls happy; Which is rare, that's all I needed to know. Most of the guys here at school are selfish & immature, the only thing they can think about is themselves." Anastasia responds back to Tammy. I start to lower my eyes a little, and begin thinking to myself. I guess it can't be denied at this point. Making sure that the girl is always happy first, has always been a priority with me. It felt kind of embarrassing to have this mindset here at college. Most of the guys my age only care about, how many girls they can get to suck their dicks; And then brag about what they've got the girls to do for them, even if the girls really weren't that into it. There is a certain 'Joy' that I get, that knowing the girl is completely satisfied... even if... "And don't forget. There's those OTHER THINGS about him, that makes him special." Cindy says from over to my left, before getting up and walking over to Victoria, Anastasia, and Tammy who are standing before me. All of the girls are looking at me simultaneously now. Tammy is showcasing her usual mischievous grin, as Victoria looks up at me with an inquisitive expression again while sucking on her lollipop once more. Anastasia maintains a cool relaxed expression, almost as if she's glad to have met me here like this. She sucks on her own lollipop as well once again, continuing to give me a cool relaxing smirk. "Like how turned on he gets, once a woman completely takes control of him." Samantha then says, as she gets up from off of the sofa, and joins all the other girls standing ahead of me. My cheeks start to burn red slightly, off of the coarse truth of Samantha's words. God why in the world is this happening? Why are they making me the center of attention like this? I'm standing here with my girlfriend's and sisters dirty panties in my mouth, and now both of them along with three others girls whom I don't even know all that well, are all monitoring me while I'm completely naked in a place where I'm not even allowed to be. What's even worst... why does it... turn me on? My erection starts to throb a bit, reflecting on what my big sister had just said. "How did you find out, that he likes playing with girls piss?" Anastasia says to Samantha. Causing my eyes to open wide with embarrassing panic. I look over at Samantha and speak out, pleading in a way for her not to talk about this. "Nnnnnn! Nnnn-nnnn-nnnn Smmmmtha!" I say, before Cindy steps closer to me; And touches one of her fingers to my lips. "Shhhhhhhh let your sister speak Danny. We all need to know this, it helps us learn what you like." Cindy says in a softened tone, giving me a kiss on my left cheek afterward. "You do really stink though Danny. I think me and Samantha punished you good." Cindy then says with a giggle, causing all of the other girls to start laughing audibly, with the exception of Victoria. Her eyes just stay locked on to me, monitoring every little move that I make. "Well then. How did I find out? Oh yea I found out personally how the little pervert thinks, when he came home from and left his cellphone unlocked. I was quick and looked through it, and saw a bunch of pics of girls pissing in it. Ever since then he hasn't been able to hide his secret fetish from me." Samantha says, in her usual playful demeanor. "How did he respond?" Victoria asks Samantha, as she turns away from me for a moment to look at her. "It just so happened that I had to piss at that moment. I told him I needed to go potty, I think that word turns him on; Saying Piss or Pee or Potty really gets to him. I was able to just LEAD him into the bathroom of our apartment an-" Is all Samantha can say, before I start speaking more loudly; Trying to get her to stop spilling out all of this. "NNNNNN! DNNNNT!" Are all I can briefly say, feeling my cock start to throb even harder; Before Anastasia herself comes over to me, and whispers in my ear. "You know what... Danny? I really need to go to the bathroom right now. Will you follow me up there, and help me with it?" She then looks at me with her spellbinding blue eyes, causing my voice to lose it tone; As I look at her in disbelief. Anastasia sucks on her lollipop and stares as me, in a similar manner as Victoria. "Well then, before I was rudely interrupted; I was going to say that when I got him into the bathroom, he did exactly like I told him to, and he pulled down my underwear for me. He saw there was a wet spot in them, and he could hardly take his eyes off of it. He helped sit me down on the toilet like I was a princess & he was my butler, he spread my legs wide open when I was sitting down; I asked was he happy being able to see his big sister sitting on the toilet, and he confessed that he was very grateful to me, for allowing him to see it. I gave him permission to put his face into my pussy, when I was about to pee. He didn't resist that offer at all, I knew that's what he really wanted the most. The opportunity to drink the liquid that shot out from between my legs. He swallowed it over and over as I looked down at his head between my legs, when I was finished tinkling he showed me the last bit of it in his mouth, and swallowed that down as he looked up at me." Samantha said and then giggled, blushing a bit herself. Samantha's words made my cock as hard as it's ever been, uncaring that all of these girls are watching/speaking of me. It is then Victoria reaches out, and grabs both of my hands while looking up at me. "I need to go potty. Will you come with me please Danny?" Victoria says to me in her haunting, soft-spoken tone; Giving me a doe-eyed look as she begins pulling me away from the other girls. Her words melt my heart as well as the last bits of my resistance. She then turns away from me and lets go of one of my hands, quickly Anastasia grabs the other; And both girls begin simultaneously leading me by towards the staircase, that leads to the upstairs area. "Hey where are you going with my panties Danny!? I didn't give you permission to take those with you!" Cindy calls out to me. "Give me my panties back right now! Spit them out of your mouth, and fold them up nice & neatly!" Samantha then howls at me, in playful excitement. Instantly remembering to always show respect; Releasing my hands from Anastasia & Victoria, I calmly walk back over to where Tammy, Cindy, and Samantha are still standing. All three of them place their hands onto their hips, as I attempt to start pushing the dirty panties inside of my mouth out. Using only my tongue to begin pushing at the 2 different panty fabrics, the distinct flavor of Cindy & Samantha's unique creamy wet spots in their underwear; Meets my tongue over & over & over again, as attempt after attempt is made, to push the dirty panties out of my mouth without success. Tammy, my girlfriend, and my big sister only continue to look at me, without offering any assistance. I start moving my mouth in a chewing motion; Adding this with the pushing back and forth with my tongue, the panties start to protrude out of my mouth a little. Even after Samantha's and Cindy's panties are outside of my mouth slightly, the strong flavor of their tainted underwear is still heavily on my tongue. I chew more and more on the two pairs of female undies, flicking and pushing against them repeatedly with my tongue, trying to get them all way out. The distinct bitter feminine tastes of their pussies & ass spots, constantly scrape across my tongue; As I push a little more & harder, into the fabric of their stuck underwear. Finally getting most of the panties out, using my lips & the tip of my tongue; The panties cascade onto the floor, causing all of the girls in the house to erupt into joyful laughter. "Now hurry up Danny, don't waste time. Fold up those panties, and come back over here quickly." Anastasia says from behind me, over on the staircase. I look back at her, then down at the 2 pairs of dirty panties, that are laying onto the floor at my feet. I kneel down and individually fold them both up neatly, then walk them over to Cindy's & Samantha's clothes, that are behind the couch that I had folded earlier. "Wow he's truly learning how to be a REAL man. I'm starting to get a little jealous that he's YOUR boyfriend Cindy." Tammy says while giggling slightly. "Yep, that's MY Danny. But it would be unfair not to share those talents." Cindy happily responds back to Tammy. Placing the two folded pairs of panties onto their perspective owners clothes, I immediately walk back to the staircase; Where Victoria & Anastasia quickly grab me by the hands once again, and begin leading me up the staircase, to the upper floor of the house. "That was good Danny. Come with us now." Victoria then says, as she looks back at me with that wide-eyed inquisitive expression; As her and her older sister march ahead of me, holding both of my hands just like it was the last time I was here with Cindy. Walking behind them I can get an excellent view, of both of their behinds swishing in front of my face. Amazingly both of them have a GREAT amount of cushion on their rears. To both be so slender & streamlined in their physique, both of their bottoms absolutely bubble out beautifully, and wobble; As their hips sway left and right in front of my face. My mouth hangs open for a moment, as I am amazed by what I am seeing; Still being guided slowly by the both of them up the stairs. Their asses seem to puff out more, even more so than Samantha's or maybe even Ms Tasha's; As Victoria's dark blue jeans, and Anastasia's Black leggings pants, are clearly packed to the brim in the back. "We finally have him to ourselves, beautiful sister." Victoria says, looking directly at Anastasia. "He is our pet now sweet sister. He is dirty though and needs to be cleaned, so we can enjoy our playtime with him." Anastasia responds, looking directly back at her younger sister. Finally reaching the top of the staircase, Anastasia & Victoria then begin leading me past the bedroom doors, on the left & the right side of the hall. We all reach the end of the hallway, where there is a large curtained window or door which l really can't see through at the moment. Anastasia & Victoria guide me through the last door that is on the left side, revealing to my astonishment; One the largest & most extravagant bathrooms, I have ever seen in my entire life. Looking up there is a large lighting chandelier hanging over the middle of the room. To the left there appears to be four fancy-looking sinks all joined together, with an absolutely huge mirror, and plenty of lighting attached to the washing area so anyone there, can clearly see their reflection. Over to the right there appear to be four pink colored restroom stalls, with white & decal-painted porcelain looking handles. Looking a little more closely at them, it appears the Greek symbols for the Sorority are the images that are on them. Looking ahead of me, there appears to be two VERY large showering areas; Both guarded by stained glass sliding doors, each having pictures of flowers on each of them. Victoria and Anastasia both turn to face me, Victoria showcasing her expected unreadable/inquisitive expression, while Anastasia giving me a very relaxed at calming smile. They then both proceed to reach down to the bottom of their tops, and then pull them both over their heads. Anastasia and Victoria both stand before me, showing they are wearing matching black laced full-support bras. 'They must be very close as siblings' I really can't help but think to myself. The way they speak to each other, the similar dress styles they share, and they're even wearing matching bras too? How very very strange. Both Victoria & Anastasia then go on, to hold their tops out to me with both hands. Knowing that respect must never be lost, I instantly take the black tops of both of them, and dutifully carry them over to the restroom sink. I carefully fold up Victoria's black t-shirt, then Anastasia's black crop top, and place them on the counter. Both girls keep their focus on me, while still sucking on their lollipops. They both then raise their arms up, giving me a glances to hurry back over to them; So I can remove both their black bras off, without them having to do the work. Rushing back over to where the girls are standing & looking at me, I quickly make my way behind Anastasia. Her scent that she is giving off is really incredible. The feminine smells of her slightly sweaty skin, the scent of her hair just mesmerizes me for a moment. I go to unhook her bra from behind, and she shuffles a little where I then catch a quick glance at the crack of her cleavage; and get a good healthy look at the what size her breasts are. Looking at them I would speculate they are an average sized C-cup. "You know you are undressing a Senior, you had better show the utmost respect Danny." Anastasia says to me softly. Freezing up for a moment, then going back to unhook Anastasia's brassiere; I successfully unhook all three of the connections, then proceed to carefully raise the bra up and off of her body. After removing her bra, I make sure to remove her arm warmers, one at a time. Walking Anastasia's bra & arm warmers over to where her top is folded, I catch a glimpse of the bra size. (36C) is writing on a little tag, I quickly fold the bra up, and rush over to Victoria; Who still has her arms raised, looking at me as if I am to get over there right now. Walking over behind Victoria I begin looking for her bra's straps. Not seeing any back there, Victoria then giggles in front of me. "Over here Danny." Victoria says, and then pulls her lollipop out of her mouth. Walking over in front of her I notice the hooks are on the front of the bra instead. Victoria looks up at me with those mesmerizing eyes of hers, swallowing the saliva that's inside of my mouth, I proceed to try and unhook them. It is then Victoria places her hands onto my own, then stands on the tips of her toes, and gives me a gentle kiss on my lips; Before sinking back downward. Anastasia's then giggles herself, as I look back in Victoria's icy blue eyes. Not really even know what to say or even think, I proceed to just unhook all three connections that are on the front of the bra. Getting the undergarment off, I walk over to where Victoria's top is on the counter with my mind in a haze, trying not to think about what just happened, and begin to responsibly fold it as perfectly as possible. The size of her bra is written on a tag as well, (38B) is the size that is written on it, before I walk back over to where Victoria & Anastasia are still standing now topless. Both of their nipples are a rich cinnamon brown, they both simply gaze at me with their blue eyes; Signaling to me without a word, what needs be done next. "Victoria just kissed you Danny. Did you like that? She's a Freshman just like you." Anastasia says down to me, in her usual calm relaxed voice. Saying nothing back in response, I simply kneel down in front of the older of the two Gothic sisters, and begin to untie her black combat boots. It's unbelievable; Victoria had just kissed me. It's true it is my duty, to make sure a woman is completely happy without complaint. But why would she kiss me right out in the open like this? I don't want to think about it but... Victoria (and Anastasia for that matter), are extremely attractive, in their own unique ways. "Did that make you excited Danny? It appears that you are." Victoria then says down to me afterward. I really try to hide it, that her kissing me on the lips like that, really turned me on. Victoria is just so damn sexy, in an unorthodox sort of way. I never thought that a Goth chick could be so sexy, but these two are ridiculously attractive; I really shouldn't think about it... Cindy might get mad. Getting one of Anastasia's boots completely unlaced, she steps out of it; As I begin to service the other one for her. Trying to focus on quickly finishing up the other boots laces, Anastasia then speaks over to her younger sister. "His phallic symbol is sticking out sweet sister. We must feed on his lust and excitement." Anastasia says from above me; Causing me to freeze up momentarily, due to the sheer way the two sisters interact with each other. I feel as if I've been pulled into some alternative dimension, and now I'm completely at the mercy of two lust-filled demoness; Who are planning out exactly which way, they are going to devour me whole. "I want to play with it beautiful sister. I've wanted to play with him, ever since learning of how he is. I need to thank Cindy, for finally sharing him with us." Victoria responds back to her sister. My eyes widen because of her words. Did Cindy & Samantha actually set this whole thing up on purpose? Was it their intentions just to lure me here, to be messed with by Anastasia & Victoria now? "As do I sweet sister. After you told me about him, it made it excited. He almost seemed too good to be true, but he looks absolutely delicious... What...? You stopped untying my boot. Don't you WANT for my unholy waters to come out on you Danny? You're thirsty for all of it right? If you don't untie my boot quickly & respectfully, I may not allow you to bathe in it." Anastasia says down toward me, in a sultry emotive tone. I try to ignore the question, though my cock jumped repeatedly in absolute thrill. I instantly hurry up & get her second boot untied, causing her to giggle at my haste. Anastasia gently steps out of it, and I quickly pick them both up, and walk to set them by the sink area. Rushing back now to where Victoria is setting; I kneel down as fast as I can, and try to undo the belt straps, of her multi-buckled boots. It is then Victoria pulls her foot backward, and then speaks down to me herself. "My unholy water is about to come out of my nether Danny. Do you really want to catch all of my unholy waters on your face and in your mouth?" She directly asks. Her words & haunting voice, similar in tone to her big sisters; Cause me to tense up with extreme excitement, as my mind feels as if it's now being controlled. My dick starts to painfully throb over & over with desire, at the mere thought of this cute Gothic girl, and her hot older sister's precious warm piss liquid, raining & squirting out of their pussies, directly down everywhere onto me. God I do want to feel their hot pussy water flow into my mouth. I want to be blessed by it. It's so embarrassing but I want to feel their golden nectar splash all onto my face. I want to taste both of their wet piss together, and have them share such a valuable priceless liquid with me, as undeserving of such hidden treasure that I am. My voice begins to lose it's tone, as desire is quickly overpowered by extreme embarrassment, to such shameful feelings. "Look at our nethers Danny, tell us the truth. What do you really want right now? It is disrespectful to hide secrets from us." Anastasia then says softly, as her and Victoria's voices start sounding virtually indistinguishable from one another. Looking up from the floor as I have been told to do, as if I'm in a trance completely under a spell; Gazing directly into their beautiful crotches, my eyes start to focus in on what it is I am truly yearning for. Kneeling there in absolute silence, the crotch area of Anastasia's & Victoria's black pants seem to be calling out to me. The world around me ceases to even matter, as Victoria's & Anastasia's pussy regions, start taking control of me. They are the only thing that matters, and their words are supreme. I cannot disrespect two such beautiful dark fall angels, I must be polite & answer their question quickly and promptly. Looking up once again into the chilling blue eyes of these two eerily attractive Liliths; I attempt to dutifully answer Anastasia's question, but am met with a look of irritation from both them, as they suck on their lollipops while looking down at me in silence. "Why did you take your eyes off my nether Danny? Do you not know how to show it respect?" Victoria says, looking down at me with those chilling eyes of hers. "That was very disrespectful Danny, you ceased paying attention to my nethers. I thought Tammy & Ms Tasha, taught you better than that." Anastasia then said with a relaxed, and amused expression. My eyes widely open out of shock from what Anastasia had just said. DAMN IT. I bet it was Tammy who told Anastasia & Victoria, about what took place after school that day. Why would Tammy go and blab about that embarrassing situation that happened to me. I wonder did she tell Anastasia & Victoria what she did, when she caught me here in the house with Cindy that day? God I shouldn't be thinking about that it'll only make my cock harder. It is then the two sisters look over at each other, and begin conversing with one other due to the results of my actions. "He has forgotten how to be respectful sweet sister, his cock is hard but he doesn't know how to pay attention to our pussies." Anastasia says while looking over at Victoria. "He has been disrespectful to our nethers, he needs more training to understand proper nether discipline." Victoria says back to her older sister. It is then they both look down at me once again; Their icy blue eyes pierce through me instantly, it is then they both walk as closely to me as possible, and slowly begin to unbutton their pants. After their pants buttons have popped open in front of me with a *SNAP*, they then both reach for their zippers, and slowly pull them downward right in front of my face. My eyes cannot leave the showcase that these two beautiful Gothic girls, are displaying right in front of me. My mouth starts to hang right down, as they then reach for the waist areas of their pants, and both pull their black pants all the way down to their knees. Looking downward into the insides of both of their pants, I notice that both of them are wearing white G-String panties, each having dark blue polka-dots on them. Looking even closer at their underwear inside of their pulled-down pants, there are noticeable large wet spots in the both of them, which look almost oily from their liquids in the middle. Staring at both of their panties in absolute silence, completely taken aback at the beautiful sight that I am seeing, the girls both seem to be pleased with obedience & unbreakable focus that is locked onto each of their underwear. "It appears he is learning sweet sister, he can not stop looking at our underwear." Anastasia calming says to her younger sister, from above me. "He is finally learning how to pay attention, to what is most important of all my beautiful sister." Victoria responds back to her older sister. The smell emitting from their panties, has finally started reaching my nose. It is bitter, wet-smelling, and extremely feminine. Being down on my knees actually being allowed, to be able to inhale the aroma that is rising up from both of their stained G-Strings; Remind me of how extremely lucky I am, that these two beautiful misunderstood Gothic girls, are willing to share the smell of their dirty panties with someone like me. Keeping my eyes locked on both of the wet patches inside of their underwear, Victoria then speaks down towards me. "So it is true. It is the liquid of the nether, that consumes your being with lust, isn't it Danny? You love the liquid that emerges from between a girls legs." She says down to me directly. "Y-y-y-yesss." I nervously answer Victoria, keeping my eyes on her & Anastasia's soaked underwear. "That's not good enough Danny, you must confess your sins. Be good and tell us, how much you desire our liquids of lust." Anastasia says from high above me, causing me to literally start shivering with desire. The immense need that is had to taste those sultry liquids, can no longer be denied. "It... is... can I have it please?" I say in a hushed begging tone. Hoping that is good enough, for them both to let me maybe have a little taste of their panty stains. It is then Victoria bends down towards me, and gives me a gentle kiss on my forehead before speaking. "That isn't good enough, I want you to tell us from your heart. Be honest and confess to us, how deeply you want to taste our nether liquids Danny." Victoria states. Maintaining that soft-spoken tone, that her and Anastasia having constantly been keeping me mesmerized with. "Confess Danny." Anastasia then says. "Confess Danny." Victoria then says immediately afterward. "PLEASE! Can I taste the stain of your cum, that you've let out into your panties? I really want it. I NEED IT more than anything. May I please lick the stain of your liquids clean from your undies? I promise I'll be good, and clean up all of your old liquids for you." I say, never breaking eye contact with both of their underwear. Ashamed a little that I confessed that openly to both of these beautiful Gothic girls, but those words came straight from my heart. Every word that was said, was stated with the utmost sincerity. And I would loyally do everything that I had just mentioned, if they are kind enough to bless me, with the stains in both of their panties. "Good boy Danny. You truly are becoming a real man. You were honest about your feelings with us, and for that It is time for your reward." Anastasia says to me, her words of praise beaming down onto me like gifts from heaven. "Now put your hands in your lap Danny. Be good, and sit absolutely still." Victoria then warmly commands. I instantly do as I'm told, and place both of my hands onto my thighs. The girls then grab the waistbands of their pants, and begin to slide them all the way onto the floor, as my eyes remain locked onto their delicious looking dirty panties, that I crave to devour so badly. They remove their socks as well, then simultaneously pick of their respective underwear with one hand, and present both pairs of them turned inside-out directly in front of my face. Getting both scents of their panties so close to my nostrils, the thick musky aroma of their oily pussy solutions, assault my senses almost to the point where I can't smell anything else. My eyes squint out of reaction of the purest joy. The vaginal scents of the two sisters are completely indistinguishable to me, as the feeling of intoxication from inhaling the heavy musty feminine aroma starts setting in. Taking as many deep breaths as possible, not wanting to waste a moment of this blessing & privilege; Of being able to smell the cum from their pussy holes, that have leaked into their underwear. I stay knelt before Anastasia and Victoria, staying obediently still as the pungent dank aroma emitting from their panties, carry my mind & free will completely away from me; Leaving me under control, and completely at these Gothic girls mercy. "You need to taste it directly Danny. I want the liquids of my nether to flow through your body, so that it may forever consume you with desire for me." Victoria says downward towards me, as I remain there quietly in my knelt position. "Now lick up all the sticky liquids that's inside of my panties, & make them clean now Danny. My unholy waters that came out my nether will purify you, and make you mine forever." Anastasia then says down to me, pushing her panties nearly against my lips. My focus stays on the dirty underwear that is in front of my face, I start to shiver as cannot resist. The two Succubus demand that I lick their panties clean of their pussy liquid, and consume every drop of it, so my flesh and spirit may be purified by their cum. Sticking my tongue as far as I can extend it out, I slowly (very slowly) run it first up the length of of Anastasia's G-string. The extremely bitter flavor of her mixed dried & fresh oily cum, coats the top segment of my tongue; Sticking somewhat onto it, as I start to come to recognize and worship flavor of her juices. Extremely bitter in it's taste yet very feminine, it's taste and scent I can feel hovering inside of my mouth, as it's smell emits off of my tongue. Taking another long slow lick of her panties, I find a fresh spot of her cum that I circle my tongue around, trying harder to absorb the liquid concentrated in that spot of her underwear. Finishing that stroke of her panties with my tongue, I go to t to siphon Anastasia's panties into my mouth. Sucking on her panties as strongly as I can before the two girls, as to get every drop of the juices from within her underwear, that will atone me of any disrespect I have shown to their queenly pussies. "Now look up at us Danny." Victoria says down to me. Without hesitation, my eyes instantly go up to meet hers and Anastasia's; Who are both looking downward bearing unreadable expressions. While glaring at me with their spellbinding blue eyes, they appear to be monitoring me, checking to make sure that I'm being obedient & respectful to them. Looking up at them dutifully with Anastasia's panties inside of my mouth, Victoria then slowly pushes her own G-string to join her sisters inside as well. The identical taste of vaginal cum embedded within Victoria's underwear, mixes inside of my mouth; Causing the flavor to become even thicker, and the smell emitting out it to become even stronger. Bliss has bestowed itself upon me. I am finally able to indulge in what I have always wanted most, the simultaneous taste of old cum, that has been resting between of Victoria's & Anastasia's legs. Keeping my hands on my thighs, looking up at these two Gothic goddesses to stand before me; I only look at them in the most grateful fashion, trying to suck out every last bit, of died and oily pussy liquids that are left inside of the panties. My eyes start to wander down a bit, as the tart bitter flavor of cum in their underwear, starts to dissipate from their panties (sadly enough). Looking down a little bit, I catch a glimpse of their cinnamon colored nipples, which are sticking out showcasing their arousal. "It is time sweet sister, My waters will start leaking out soon. He must accompany us into the showers." Anastasia says to her younger sister, while still sucking on her lollipop. "Yes beautiful sister, my unholy waters will start coming out really soon as well. I want to let it out on him." Victoria responds back to her old sister, while maintaining her own lollipop in her mouth. It is then they both look back down towards me, and reach for their panties that are partially hanging out of my mouth. Reluctantly I do not want to relinquish them, as they start to tug at their own underwear, that they have shared with me. They tug a bit harder while starting to smile devilishly at me, it is apparent that I don't want to let the delicious pungent underwear go. "He is resisting us beautiful sister. He has become mesmerized by the fluid of out nethers." Victoria says; While turning to look over to Anastasia, with a concerned expression on her face. "Yes sweet sister, he needs a little encouragement is all." Anastasia responds back to her, in her cool unruffled voice. As she smiles & leans down towards me, while still sucking on her lollipop. "Danny you did a good job at cleaning our intimates, but now is the time that you must give them back. Be good & do what you're told, and you will get a drink that's even tastier. The dark golden fluids that are deep inside our nethers, isn't that what you've been craving Danny? The unholy water in our nethers is about to leak out. If you don't give us our intimates back, we will NOT piss it out into your mouth for you to swallow." Anastasia says down to me. Instantly remember that I must be respectful, yet not wanting to really let the panties out of my mouth; I look to her and Victoria in a pleading way. Their panties are both so tasty but I know they do not belong to me, besides they both have to piss soon; And if I don't give them back immediately, they won't allow me to have it. Slowly loosening the grip, my lips have on both pairs of their undies in my mouth; They begin to pull them out while both smiling down at me, taking the tasty treat I've been given away from me. The panties flop of out my mouth with a (slurp), as both girls then look at me. I look back up at them showcasing that I'm already missing their flavor, it is then both girls take their free hand, and pull their lollipops out of their mouths. "Open your mouth Danny." Victoria says down to me. "Be good, stick out your tongue." Anastasia immediately follows. Sticking my tongue out to both girls, they then simultaneously put both of their lollipops inside of my mouth strangely enough. One is of orange flavor, and the other is of grape. Looking up at the two sisters in confusion, it is then they speak out again. "I really need to piss beautiful sister, thankfully we finally have him here to ourselves." Victoria says to Anastasia. "Indeed sweet sister, my unholy water is about to spill out as well. It is time that we head to the showers, so that we may release it on him." Anastasia says back to her younger sister. My eyes widen as they both reach down towards me, and hook both of my arms, helping lift me up to stand; As they then walk arm-in-arm with me, over towards the shower that is on the right-center side of the room. There appears to be a digital display, which Anastasia begins to press. It appears she setting the temperature of some kind, and then she presses a button. Suddenly the water comes on behind a large glass sliding door, and Victoria pulls it open while dragging me inside. Stepping inside this individual shower, I am amazed just at it's sheer size. Warm water is jetting out of the walls, from multiple sqaure metals plates that completely surround us, with lots of little holes in them shooting the water out. There are also four hand-shower rods, I have never seen such a magnificent bathing area in my entire life. The two sisters each grab one hand-shower rod, as I stand there still taking in the luxury surroundings. With water hit us all from multiple directions, both Anastasia & Victoria start spraying water through their hair. Their raven black hair absolutely shines the wetter it gets, draping down at their individual hair lengths, these two Gothic girls truly are a spectacle to watch. It is then I hear a very faint (bnnnnnnnnnnnnnt) sound, and wonder what it was made that noise. "Bitch!" Anastasia calmly hissed at Victoria, as the younger sister just turned and looked at me. Soon through all of the steam that is slowly filling the shower area, I detect a bitter smell of ass scent, it is apparent that Victoria just pooted. She stands there and keeps her eyes on me, giving me another unreadable expression. She then places one hand on her hip, and I notice that a liquid that is not the shower water, is starting to slowly run down her legs. There are no words that need to be spoken, I carefully rush over to where Victoria is standing. I instantly kneel down in front of her, and go to try and lick her that has run down her leg. Remembering the two lollipops that are in my mouth, it is of no use I cannot get to close. Taking my eyes off of the precious piss that has run down to the floor, I stare into Victoria's pussy region & and my jaw drops by what I finally see. Victoria has a beautiful amount of black pussy hair, that is almost completely covering up her vagina. I don't have longer than a moment to look at it, before a small stream of her piss hits me right in the middle of the face; Ricocheting off into multiple directions, before a small amount runs down my lips and dripping off. Anastasia laughs calmly a bit at her sister a bit, for shooting her piss against my face. This is what I've truly wanted most however, as my tongue stretches out to my lips, to taste the hot waters that just came out of Victoria's vagina. "You just let it go, right onto his face sweet sister." Anastasia says, as I get some of Victoria's urine onto the tip of my tongue. Bringing it back into my mouth to swallow, it mixes wit the orange flavor of the lollipop. Before I can swallow the first drop of Victoria's pee however, she lets out another squirt, that hips against my upper lip, and runs up the front of my face; Before running back down into my open mouth. More of Victoria's piss gathers inside of my mouth this time, however the strong flavor of her piss overpowers the two lollipops I have. Closing my mouth to try and gulp it down, Victoria's piss is noticeably tangy in flavor. Perhaps it's because of the sweet flavor of the lollipop, but her piss is not brashly salty, only mildly so compared to the other girls. "Danny don't waste time. You need to swallow more of my younger sibling's nether piss." Anastasia commands me. It is then without warning, Victoria releases a harder torrent directly against my face and open mouth; Almost causing me to turn my head a little. Much of the liquid shoots directly inside of my mouth, causing my lips to smack off of the tart, slightly salty liquid inside. My lips start to smack as I swallow that shot down, in two frantic gulps; While feeling Victoria's stream now hitting me against the side of my cheek. Her piss is splashing and running down onto my body, I cannot let it go to waste. I immediately turn my head back into the flow, and open my mouth aiming it, to catch the hot musky liquid. The smell of Victoria's urine has started to become apparent in the shower. With my tongue out directly in the path of her piss, the force of the flow starts bobbing my tongue & the lollipops around inside of my mouth. "I... can't hold it any longer, catch my pee pee for me too Danny." Anastasia then says, I didn't even notice that she had walked closer to me. I don't even have time to swallow Victoria's piss, before another fusillade of hot urine sprays directly onto my nose. I try to swallow Victoria's pee that is already inside of my mouth, once I gulp it down however it immediately comes up a little from me swallowing it too fast. Both girls calmly giggle a little, as I spit up Victoria's piss onto the floor in milk embarrassment. I just close my eyes and open my mouth wide, trying to find the best spot to accept both piss streams. The lollipops bounce around inside of my mouth, as I can lightly taste the grape & orange flavors of them; Being heavily masked by the aroma & bubbling sensations, of the Gothic girls precious urine that is filling up my mouth. Closing my mouth slightly, and mistakenly pushing some of it out, I pace myself and gulp down the piss, and gulp again feeling more wash down my throat, and gulp again getting most of it; Leaving some still inside so I can quickly open my mouth again. "I truly needed this beautiful sister, he mouth is the best place to release the water. I am glad I held it in all day." Victoria says to her older sister, as she just lets her piss out without restraint onto my tongue. "Ahhhh you are right sweet sister, we must continue to use him from now on." Anastasia responds back to Victoria. I feel my mouth nearly filling to the brim, from not swallowing quick enough because I was listening to them. The lollipops inside of my mouth start to float with the piss level inside, I bravely take a gulp of the piss with my mouth wide open causing both girls to laugh out loudly. "You must consume our unholy waters Danny. The more you waste, the less you will be purified." Anastasia says down to me. I take a large gulp of their urine down my throat, and keep it from coming back up, as the girls continue to just shoot it all over my face. The heat and smell from both of their pee is absolutely exquisite. I hope that Cindy can forgive me, for shameless gulping down these two others girls pee pee the way I am. I have no shame whatsoever, this is my place & I love it. Feeling one of the streams start to diminish, I gulp down again the piss that has nearly filled my mouth. My stomach starts to feel noticeably warmer, no doubt because of all the urine I have gladly taken in. "Are you almost finished pissing sweet sister? Make sure you get the last bits in his mouth, as much as you can." Anastasia says to her younger sister. "Yes beautiful sister, I will give it all to him. I want him to desire me for the rest of his life." Victoria responds back. Gulping the bubbling liquid down once again, in found large gulps this time. It feels as if Anastasia's flow has not even begun to lose it's strength. The mixed flavor of the grape and orange lollipops, seem to have completely vanished under the warm lake or piss, that keep filling up and going down my throat every few seconds. It feels as if Victoria's stream has diminished down to only a few trickles, as Anastasia's piss maintains it's force as strong as ever. "Wow beautiful sister, you must have really been holding it in." Victoria says to her elder sibling. "I have not used the restroom all day, since I knew I would be doing this to him." Anastasia says back to her. It is confirmed, this whole thing was planned from the beginning. I don't care, the only feeling I know is gratitude at this moment; As my mouth begins to fill with Anastasia's wonderful liquid once more. Gulping it down over and over once more, I can feel the stream move upward towards my forehead, and it begins splashing around everywhere once more. Swallowing the last bit of urine inside my mouth and letting it hang open to catch the rest, it is then I feel both lollipops being pulled outside of my mouth. To my surprise I just keep my mouth wide open. Anastasia then aims the stream back directly inside of my mouth, and then the stream increases exponentially in it's force. The stream sprays directly down my throat hole, striking violently against my uvula I begin to choke hard on her urine, meanwhile swallowing and gasping for air at the same time. Anastasia beings to finish up her pissing on me and steps away, as I look downward a bit from still choking on piss. After coughing for a moment in the shower, I look to the girls who have turned away from me, and have placed their hands against the wall. "Come here Danny." Anastasia says over to me. "You are not done cleaning us." Victoria says to me afterward. Getting up from the floor and getting nearer to them; Looking down at their pussies from behind, they seem to be drawing me into them. Their moderately hairy wet vaginas look so delicious from behind, it is then once I come up next to them; They have the sticks of their lollipops poking out of their asses. "Pull my lollipop out of my ass Danny." Victoria says back to me. "Pull my lollipop out of my butt, then lick it clean for me." Anastasia chimes in afterward. I take both of my hands and grab on to the sticks, that are leading right inside of their derriere's. Gently tugging on him as to make sure I do not hurt their assholes, I tug gently on it, and let it slide back inside their butts, only less than it was before. I tug on their lollipops once again, and this time they both slide out even further again. I tug on them a third and final time, and both of their sticks slide out of their butts with a wet (POP) sound. "Lick it Danny." Anastasia then says. "Lick the taste from my ass off the lollipop." Victoria commands me to do. Holding each lollipop in one of my hands, I obediently begin to lick them simultaneously, searching for the flavor of their butts on the candies. The taste is definitely there, as I quickly find the apparent taste of their butts on them. They both look back at me, and watch me lick the taste of their ass, cleanly from the candies. Once absorbing the flavor of their rears completely off of the lollipops that they gave me, I then notice their assholes have changed in color from the suckers. Victoria & Anastasia both look at me, casting an unreadable expression once again. I need no further instruction as I walk over to Victoria first, and kneel down before her soft bubble rump, and stick my tongue out before I begin to slowly run it repeatedly up & down, the entire length of her asshole. Victoria prrrs at my willingness to lick her ass without hesitation, she then reaches back and grabs the top of my head, as she enjoys and relishes each moment of me cleaning her. The taste of her ass is far more strong than on the lollipop, and the taste of orange is apparent on her asshole as well. Pushing my tongue as deeply inside as I can, I search for every drop of the flavor of the sucker, that has maybe seeped inside. I cannot have Victoria's ass being dirty in the least. It is my sworn duty to make sure her, as well as the other girls are completely satisfied. Pushing my tongue inside and then pulling out the taste of her ass, over and over; I can tell the taste of the lollipop has all but diminished, so I pull my mouth off of her asshole, and sniff it a couple of times to check if she is clean. "Danny." Anastasia calls over to me. I get up and walk over a few steps to the side, and then kneel down before her priceless round derriere. The scent from her ass is stronger, now that my face is mere inches from it. Pulling both of her ass cheeks open, I can see the grape texture of the lollipop, running down towards her pussy hair. It is obvious why she called me over to her, I was being slow and now the liquid from the candy is running down her butt. I instantly dive in to clean it, I begin low near her pussy, and try to gather up all of the liquid candy, that I have carelessly allowed to seep out of her butt. The strong flavor of grape mixed in with the smell of her ass; Begins to take over my senses as the strong flavor of both of their piss, not to mention Victoria's ass, have my mind completely in a haze. "Danny, my ass still feels dirty." Victoria calls over to me, as I then circle my tongue around her older sisters asshole. "He is mine for the moment sweet sister. He can clean your ass more, in a moment after I am finished with his tongue." Anastasia responds back to her. She was correct my mouth and service belong to her, and nobody else at the moment. I continue to circle my tongue at her asshole tasting it, the bitter flavor of her ass coats my tongue, as I pull my tongue back a bit and swallow the tart flavor of Anastasia's butt, before diving back in with my tongue out to service her; Lapping at her asshole over and over again, it feels as if it has become properly lubricated; And I am able to now push my tongue inside of her, from below just a bit more, and can fulfill my responsibilities of cleaning her ass up good and proper. Pushing my tongue further up Anastasia's moist butt hole, the grape flavor is barely noticeable, but the taste of her ass is really strong and exquisitely feminine. I pull my tongue completely out and swallow the tart remnants of her ass, then go back to lick and her asshole over and over, before plunging my tongue in as far as it can go, causing Anastasia to scream out in pleasure. It was an exquisite sight and feeling, to be able to make this senior student cum. My duty has been served and I felt complete honor, in helping her achieve pleasure the correct way without complaint. "His tongue truly is the best my beautiful sister. I bet Lance never licked your ass like this before." Victoria said to her older sibling. She then shot a glance at me, and that is the only sign that was needed. I stepped up from Anastasia's posterior, and walked back over to Victoria who was waiting for more treatment. I kneeled back down behind her, and parted her ass cheeks with both of my hands, before lapping back and forth again at her already well-moistened asshole. "You are correct my sweet sister, he was FAR too selfish; But I am so happy that we have Danny now." Anastasia says. I continue to lick at the younger sisters tart asshole, taking my sweet precious time, as Victoria begins to move her ass all around in front of my face; Seeming to twitch and jerk a bit because of the treatment she was getting. Victoria began to start moaning out, as my tongue then sunk deep back inside of her derriere opening. "Are you about to cum my sweet sister? Just ride it out on his mouth." Anastasia said to her younger sibling. Victoria began to repeatedly moan out, as I pulled my tongue out of her ass, and bang to continuously lick it clean, like a hungry kitten that has found a bowl of milk. It is then Victoria begins to scream out over and over, as I continue to service her asshole. Victoria begins to shiver, as I do not stop servicing her asshole correctly and properly; Her pleasure is what makes me happy, and I will not stop until her needs are complete. She then steps away from me, and I look up at the two sisters from the floor. It is then they both grab a hand-shower rod begin to playfully spray me down with warm water. Moments later we all emerge from the restroom, and in the hallway, Anastasia quickly goes through the door directly across from the restroom. Standing there confused what she is doing, she then emerges from the bedroom with something in her hands. A little while later as we all come down the stairs together, I am greeted by another familiar face and voice, that I did not expect to see. "Oh my, he's wearing a BOW-TIE. He looks absolutely adorable" The familiar voice says. (To be continued... )

Since we have been having some good fun times with our kids, they have got kinkier still, I arrived home and Kim was standing with her friend Stef in the lounge, she asked if it ok for her to stay the night, I said yes, but meant no, as it would mean wearing clothes at home which we normally dont do. Any way Sue got home shortly after, the girls had gone to Kim's room earlier, so Sue and I spent some time in our room cleaning up and talking, around 6 we got some food ready for diner and called the girls in, my jaw hit the ground when they walked in naked, seeing us wearing clothes, Kim said what's going on, Stef knows we're nudist, and is more than ok with going nude herself. Well we didn't need telling twice, our gear was on the floor in no time, then we sat down to eat, Stu walked in shortly after and had to look twice before sitting down naked with us. The talk was normal for awhile but Kim soon changed it to sex, I tried to change it back, not wanting any one to mention our family fun, but to no avail, Stef and Kim kept heading it back to sex, then after we had finnished eating, Kim shocked us all, by saying, Stef had only ever had 2 boy friends and both had small cocks, I nearly chocked, as Stef looked straight at me and Stu, and licked her lips. We took some drinks and sat around, Stef sat close to Stu, while Kim sat on my lap, I was finding it difficult not to get a hard on, as she wriggled around, Then to every one surprise, she grabbed my cock and said, well lets play, slipping down and deep throuting me, Stef then grabbed Stu's cock, and set about sucking his member for him. he was hard in seconds. Sue went behind Kim and played with her boobs, kissing her and fondling my balls while Kim kept sucking away, so not wanting to waste time, I swung Kim around and sank my cock deep up her butt, Sue now under her licking her clit, Stu was now balls deep in Stef's pussy fucking her hard, that young lady had a nice body, her boobs were just a bit bigger than Kim's and she also had a shaved pussy. I slid under Kim sitting her back down on my cock, her arse now fully open, took me easy, I asked, what had she told Stef about our family fucks, she replied, "Every thing", (me) Even anal ? (Kim) "yes", (me) and does she want to try anal?, "Yes"and she used my douche too" Kim replied, smiling at me. With that I moved away, saying I'd like to be first to break her virgin butt in. I told Stu to lay down and sat Stef back down on his cock, the girls now laying next to her in a 69 kept her attention, as I lubed up my cock and fingers, I slid the first finger in her arse, she jumped, looked around, then smiled, going back to watching the girls chew one another, I played in her arse for awhile , then slipped a second finger in, her hole opened up nicely, so a third and fourth quickly followed, then I eased the head of my cock up, waiting for a reaction, but she held on and let me work the tip into her virgin butt. I was trying not to push to hard, as inch by inch I watched my cock disappear inside this lovely girl, she was easing back now as I moved faster, my cock finding its way in her hole easier now, as she relaxed, her orgasms got louder and faster as Stu and I fucked her hard. I was so close to cumming, but held of, I wanted to try more of her Stu blew his load in her pussy and his cock slipped out, leaving me to fuck her arse for a while longer, then with one hard thrust, and a grown of plessure, my man seed shot deep, seeding her butt for its first good fuck. she let out a good long orgasm, as I held my cock deep inside her body, she pushed back to get ever inch inside her, and savour my cum. My cock slowly eased out, as it did my cum and Stu's run down her legs, I went down licking it all up, she pulled forward, but I held her close, getting all our cum, then went over and kissed Kim sharing it with her, Stef seemed to be a bit shocked by this, but then Kim bent over kissing Stef hard, our cum dribbled out between their mouths. then Stef kissed back hard, licking Kim's face as she did. A new cum slut is born. Sue then got involved, pulling Stef over and sitting on her face, making her eat her pussy juices, Stef took to her eagerly, with Kim now licking Stefs pussy, all was going well. While the girls were still playing Stu's cock grew bigger, so kneeling in front of him he took my arse, going right in first push he fucked me hard, Stef was busy at first, but then when she saw us, she jumped up, sitting close, watching ever move we made, Sue was behind her know, I saw the strapon, and one of our 9 inch vibes in it, go right into Stef butt, making her jump, but again quickly pushing back as Sue biilt up speed. Stef moved around, slidding under me and sucked my cock, Sue changed angles but carried on fucking her arse, as Kim now lay under my face for me to eat her out. My cock got hard with her oral skill's and she knew it, Stu was going well, my orgasms got quicker, I nearly blew my wad but held off, I wanted her body again. After some time I turned things around, grabbing Stu, I rammed my cock into him, Stef watched as I fucked him hard, her body getting all kinds of attention from the girls, as she continued having orgasms. I fucked Stu for some 10 minutes, then said, to Stef, on your knees girl, she did, and I slid my cock back up her butt, fucking her hard, swapping from her pussy to arse and back, she loved it, my cock still straining not to cum to quick, I had to slow down, and take a break for a while. I told Kim to grab our big dildo, and use it in me, she slipped the strapon around her, as Sue got the big mother out, Stef was gasping, as Kim put it in the strap. I knelt forward, as Kim moved closer, Stef now saying no way, its to big, as Kim rammed most of it into me. "Holy shit", Stef let out, as Kim fucked harder, all 12 inchs gone, out of sight inside me, my orgasm now going strong. our big dildo is 12 inch long or longer and around 3 inches across, thicker than a coke can, and weights a lot to, but we all love it . Stef was transfixed, her eyes glued to the dildo fucking me, as Kim kept up her pace, time and time again, my orgasms raced though me, I let Kim fuck me for some time, then asked Stef is she liked seeing us guys fuck. "yes I did" " Would you like to try fucking one of us"?, Shyly she looked at Kim, but her face said yes, so Kim slipped the strapon around her waist and told her go crazy, and fuck away, at first she was a bit unsure, I pushed back, and told her "Go for it". and she did, knocking me over as she rammed to hard, I pushed back each time she pushed home, my arse now so open it felt hot, I took the dildo for some time, Stef was begining to get the hang of things and was going well, nice deep strokes and hard too, causing me to have lots of anal orgasms, then I could hear Stef start to breath heavy, tiring now, so I slid forward dropping the dildo out, then with a wink, let Kim know to fist me, without a word, her fist was in my butt and working me hard, Stef just about chocked, as she saw her friend fisting her dad, now with just about all her arm in me to close to her elbow. My orgams of course told Stef I was enjoying it too. Kim carried on fisting me while Stu and Sue fucked Stef some more, I got Kim to lay down and sat down on her fist, wanking my cock as I did, Stef looked on, then Sue lay Stef down and quickly lowered her butt onto Stef's fist, at first Stef semed a bit shocked. but soon, warmed to it. Stu was down fucking her pussy, while she carried on fisting Sue, then again I pulled of Kims fist and plunged my butt down on Stef's other fist, she how had us both working her while the other's took care of her pussy and clit. I rode her arm for a short while, then went back to stroking my cock, quickly feeling my cum building up set to blast out, then I aimed straight at her face, reams of cum shot out, covering her face and hair. Kim moved up, licking and kissing Stef, sharing my cum between them, as Stu blew hid wad deep in her pussy. I went down and licked her out eating his cum, as she rocketed thought another orgasm. Well after that we rested, and I asked Stef when did she have to go home, "Not till sunday night, as long as I ring mum and tell her I'm here". Well I said to both girls, do you want me to make some phone calls and see what we can arrange for tomorrow night, Kim looked at Stef and said, How many would you like? Stef shyly but with a wicked grin, said after tonight, as many as you can get.

I remember it well, the spring of 1993. The week that I found out that my husband Albert was cheating on me. That was the last straw and I filed for divorce the very next day. Six years of marriage was now officially over, and I couldn’t wait to get away from my lying cheating now ex-husband. My heels clicked loud and in a rigid rhythm against the sidewalk as I powered myself home to retrieve the last of my belongings. The last four days were exhausting moving all my stuff into my friend Marcy’s apartment, and now after working all day, I was storming home for the last time to complete the move. Albert was in Reno all that week attending a business conference, but when I called his hotel room a young woman that he worked with answered the phone. She didn’t know that Albert was married when she started up with him, so she did me the favor of not telling him that I knew of the affair. Albert wasn’t there when I called so he didn’t know that the jig was up. Hell, he didn’t even know that I was now moving out of the house. Fuck him! Serves him right for cheating on me! We lived in Sacramento, in a condo park in midtown. It was a nice condo but with what we made; we should have already been in our own house by that time. My husband was a software engineer who was paid very well, and I worked as a cashier at an upscale department store. My job required me to wear a uniform, basically a tan jacket, white blouse, and a dark blue business skirt and a pair of sensible heels, which is what I had on as I hurried home to the condo for the last time. I met Albert seven years before that and agreed to move in with him and get married after only a few months of dating. We never bought a car because of some bullshit hangup about the environment that he had, so I walked the half a mile to work every day while he carpooled into his office. He really was a cheap man. I got home and gathered the last of my things and put them into a suitcase and left. I put the keys to the condo in the mailbox with an angry note and a copy of the divorce for him to sign. I was so mad at him. Here I was 34 years old, a faithful wife to him for six years, and he goes and cheats on me with a much younger woman. I found out years later that he cheated on me more than once during our marriage which really made me crazy. It hurt and I just wanted to put my life with him far behind me. I was still in my prime, 5’8” 115 lbs., with long legs and a nice ass. My hair was full and light blonde and went halfway down my back. Marcy was 23 years old, eleven years younger than me. We’d been working together for about 3 years and had gotten very close. We spent a lot of time together in work, and we always took our lunch together. She was pretty, about 5’6”, 125 lbs., and had shoulder-length dark-brown hair. She had a fantastic figure and all the men at the bank and even some of the customers would flirt with her, but she never complied. In fact, I had no clue about her personal life, we just never talked about it. My new home at Marcy’s apartment was in a complex called Dewey Gardens, which was located just outside of Oak Park which was a seedy hood-like area. I took the remainder of my things to the storage area in the laundry building, then walked to Marcy’s apartment. The day was Friday, and Marcy had the Fridays off from the bank. As I got closer to her apartment, I saw her little red Honda Civic parked in the parking lot. I’d never been inside the apartment, just been bringing all my things to the storage unit all week, but Marcy had given me a set of keys. She said that there were two bedrooms, bathroom, kitchen, and a living room. The front door opened into a foyer just before the kitchen and when I entered, I noticed that it was dark and a mess with dishes. I could hear grunting noises coming from further in, so I called out ‘Marcy?’ but didn’t get an answer. I walked into the living room and saw the bathroom down the hall between two rooms which had to be the bedrooms. I walked towards them and when I got there, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Marcy was having sex with a large hulking black man. I ducked my body back from the door and watched them by peeking through the door where the hinges were. It was really shocking. Marcy was on all fours hanging off the corner of bed in the doggy position, and the big black man was fucking her from behind. The guy was huge, and his penis was gargantuan. He was pumping that large black cock completely in and out of Marcy’s vagina and she was losing her mind, screaming, panting, and moaning in extreme pleasure. The guy’s prick had to be at least 10 inches. It looked like a dark black one of those clubs that policemen used to carry. I knew that I shouldn’t be violating their privacy, but at the same time I couldn’t drag my eyes away from what they were seeing. In the three plus years that I’d known Marcy, I never pictured her to be sexual. In fact, because she always rebuffed all the men who would hit on her in work, I thought she was either lesbian or asexual. In and out, in and out, I watched on as the big muscular black man drilled a big hole between my friend’s legs from behind. My own pussy was starting to drench my panties from the sight, and I found myself feeling jealous that it wasn’t me being fucked that hard. I shifted my legs a bit as I stood there, and tried to get my hand down my skirt and into my panties but it was too tight. Suddenly, the man screamed out and then pulled his glistened cock from Marcy’s pussy and she swung around in front of it, and he shot his sperm in ropes directly into Marcy’s face. The man then backed up from the bed, and against the part of the room that I couldn’t see. Then to my surprise ANOTHER naked black man, this one thinner and les muscular but with the same sized cock walked into my view and got on the bed with Marcy. The *new* man pushed Marcy down to her back and raised her legs above his shoulders and he drove his ten inches directly into Marcy’s well fucked and dilated pussy. He pulled back and grabbed both of her ankles with his hands and then fucked my friend mercilessly like he was trying to put her body through the mattress and to the floor. As he boned her hard, Marcy’s eyes disappeared into the back of her head and she got lost in exstacy, moaning, and screaming and thrashing about under this second black man. I couldn’t take anymore and decided that I’d seen enough, so I tiptoed into the other bedroom and quietly shut the door behind me. When I turned around, I jumped in shock to see a THIRD naked black man passed out on the bed. ‘What the hell was going on?’ I asked myself in my head as I stood there silent trying not to wake him. He was a handsome man, a good 6’5” tall, but the most precious thing about him was that his cock was even bigger and wider than the two I’d just seen fucking Marcy. I carefully turned to open the door again but when I did, I knocked a magazine off the dresser to the floor and it made an audible slap on the floor. I nervously bent down to pick it up and when I stood back up with it, I realized that the man on the bed was now awake and staring at me. My eyes left his but stupidly gazed back down at his giant cock which looked like a black boa lying between his legs. It was starting to rise from its lair too, getting bigger and hard before my eyes. “I’m Keyla. Marcy’s friend from work.” I said, trying to break the tension that I was feeling. He was silent though, and my face started getting red, so I turned again to open the door, but he jumped off the bed and put his hand on the door to keep it closed. “Please don’t leave. They call me Roger. Marcy told us that one of her friends was coming to live with us. Sorry to startle you.” “It’s okay I said.” Trying to compose myself from embarrassment. Then the word ‘us’ highlighted out from his words as they processed in my head. ‘What did he mean us? Was more than just Marcy living here?’ I stood there confused and shaking as the big black man stood naked next to me trying to make me feel at ease. “Come on over and sit down and I’ll explain.” He took my hand and pulled me to the bed, and I sat down next to him. His now completely rigid cock was standing at attention in his lap, and I kept staring at it. He noticed my interest as I marveled at his well-endowed penis, so he abandoned his explanation on living arrangements and smiled. “Have you ever seen a penis this big before?” I kept staring at it and shook my head no. Sitting next to him side by side on the bed his cock was so close and so huge it just made me speechless. “Would you like to touch it? You can touch it if you want.” My eyes looked at his face then back to his cock. Without a second thought I brought my left hand up from my lap and with hesitation brought it closer to him. He took my hesitant hand and brought it down to the top of his shaft and circled my fingers around it. It was warm and spongy, but also very rock hard. “Nice huh? Go ahead, you can rub it if you want to.” I didn’t know what was coming over me. It was like I was in a trance. I tightened my fingers a little around it as much as I could. My small hand couldn’t fit completely around it. It was like I was trying to get my fingers around one of those big salamis hanging in the window of a butcher shop. Involuntarily, I started to rub the head and top of his shaft with my hand. I felt it squirm and move by itself as it continued to swell up in my grasp. “Here, get on your knees in front of me and use both of your hands.” He guided me up from the bed and then down in front of him on my knees by my right shoulder. I stared into his eyes as he did, looking for evil intentions but there wasn’t any. I propped myself up on my knees on the floor between his legs. His ginormous cock jutted out from his lap and throbbed in the air only inches from my face. I could feel it’s heat on my cheeks and smell its musky odor as it stung the hairs in my nostrils. With both hands, I began to rub and jerk his foot long cock, making myself hornier and wetter in the process. I jerked him for five minutes in that position, playing with his balls and lubricating his cock skin with the precum that was spewing from his pee hole. Just as I wondered how it would be to taste it, he spoke like he was reading my mind and asked me. “Would you like to put it in your mouth? You can put it in your mouth if you want, I don’t mind.” My heart started to race. My answer should have been no. This whole thing had already crossed a major boundary. But then I thought to myself of how Albert had cheated on me and how I was basically now a free woman so my answer was different than what it should have been. “I’m not sure it will fit in my mouth.” “Oh, it will fit. You might have to work it in, but eventually your mouth will adjust to it. Go ahead and try.” Still hesitant, and a little bit frightened, I brought my lips closer to his crotch with my hands still enclosed around his cock shaft. I jerked it some more as I investigated the pee hole. Then I opened my lips and started to feed the thing into my mouth. He laid back on the bed as I tried desperately to get the head past my lips and onto my tongue. My mouth started watering and I began drooling. I took some of the saliva and tried to lubricate as much of his shaft as I could before trying to get more of it into my mouth on the second try. It took me about eight minutes before I could easily slide my lips over and down the first two inches of it. I sucked him that way for a while, getting more and more of it deeper into my mouth. My jaw started to feel numb, but there wasn’t any pain. After ten minutes I was able to fit four inches of it in and out of my mouth. His cock head punched at the back of my throat each time it went in, and my eyes started filling with water. I was starting to gag on it and was making gagging noises that were filling the room. Roger started breathing heavy, and he sat back up on the bed. Then while I continued to suck him off, he removed my suit jacket then began unbuttoning my blouse. My bra-ed breast then came into view, and Roger started playing with my nipples through my bra. My breasts aren’t big, but they aren’t small either. They are perfect 34C’s and my nipples protrude out when they are stimulated, making them look like pinto beans. I closed my eyes, and continued trying to get his big black banana further down my throat and didn’t realize that he had unfastened and removed my bra and was now fondling my bare tits. I could feel his cock pulsing and my tongue could feel his veins as the pumped more and more blood into his fuck tool. He then lifted me to my feet, and we simultaneously stood up. He pushed my long blonde hair from my eyes then gave me a tongue kiss. My body was tingling all over and my panties were a wet mess. He unfastened my skirt and let it drop to the floor by my ankles. He then lifted my body up in the air by the hips and tossed me down on my back on the bed like I was weightless pillow. He removed my shoes and tossed them on the floor, then started to peel the only piece of clothing left on my body my panties, down and over my thighs. He got them quickly down my legs and off in seconds. I just froze as he next pushed my legs apart and got on his stomach and put his head into my crotch. I could feel his hot breath against my inner thighs as he got into position, then I felt his fingers spreading my pussy lips apart. When he started licking at my clit, I thought I was gonna pass out. He worked his lips and tongue across my piss hole and into my cunt with expertise and I wriggled and moaned in Ecstasy. My mind flooded with pleasure, drenching the only resisting thought which kept asking ‘What are you doing? You don’t know this guy.’ over and over but was ignored. It only took three minutes before I had an orgasm and my body tensed and thrashed about. Roger continued to lick me as my thighs squeezed around his head like a vice or a nutcracker. When I stopped thrashing, with my eyes closed I felt him jump up off the bed. I was helpless and motionless, still in the throes of pleasure before I finally opened my eyes and realized that he was adding a lubricant generously to his large black penis, apparently readying himself for intercourse. Realizing that my pussy could not accommodate such a big cock, I halfheartedly tried to object moaning out my objections as he got himself in place between my legs. “N-no…Please. It won’t. Please…. no. I…. you can’t…” My legs were pushed up and my feet dangled by the heels over his shoulders as he spackled some of the excess lubricant from his cock into my vagina hole. His fingers felt so good that I stopped speaking and resisting. Then he put his bulbous cock head near my pussy lips and started to wedge it in the best that he could. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open as this big black behemoth tried to split me open with his giant meat dagger. “Oh! Ohhh! Oh fuck! It’s so big! It’s so big! It hurts! It’s too big! It’s not gonna fit! Oh, it hurts! Oh god no!” Roger kept cramming and pumping and finally after what seemed like an eternity, I felt my box open wider and accept his cock. He kept pumping it in and out with a steady rhythm getting it deeper and deeper on each thrust. Before long he was stabbing my crotch with his wiry pubic hair and his testicles were slamming at my asshole as he fucked me harder and harder. Then with one motion, Roger pulled his cock out of me and jerked his load across my stomach and tits. We lie there for a while in a tight embrace, and he kissed me a couple of more times before getting up and going into the bathroom. I decided to get up too and check on Marcy. I snuck back to the crack in the door where the hinges are and watched on as the two black men were sandwiching Marcy with a cock in her ass and a cock in her pussy. I couldn’t imagine taking a penis, or anything for that matter, in my asshole. In fact, I never imagined anything in my ass before, but there was Marcy taking a full ten-inch black cock deep into hers and looking like she loved it. I continued to watch on as the two men buried their bones simultaneously deep into Marcy’s body. Both men were ten inches long and huge, but Roger had them both beat though with his twelve-inch monster. Suddenly, Marcy started to scream, and she had a big orgasm. She came so hard that she expelled a thick white secretion that dripped around Charles’ cock as it rammed in and out of her pussy. Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Roger came out and loudly said to me, “Whatcha doin’ Keyla? I was just about to go in and join them. Why don’t you come too?” I turned and looked back into the room and noticed that the fucking had stopped, and everyone was looking directly at me. “Hi Kee! I didn’t know you were here yet. Come on in.”, said Marcy. Before I could answer, Roger directed my body into the room and then shut the door behind us. There we were, two naked white women with three naked black men and just like that, I was about to be a part of an orgy with my good friend from work. Roger gave high fives to both Char and Day and I went and sat on the bed next to Marcy. “Marcy, what’s going on?” Marcy smiled at me broadly. “Oh, I’m sorry Kee. I probably should’ve told you that I shared the apartment with my boyfriend and his friends. This is my boyfriend Dayshon, and these are his two friends Charles and well, from the looks of it you’ve already met Roger. Guys, this is my good friend from work Kee-Kee.” The men returned to the bed area as we talked, and they all shook my hand hello. Char even started to fondle my left breast. “I know it’s a lot to process Kee, but I couldn’t find a good way to explain it all until you got here. This is Roger and Day’s apartment. I moved in with him about a year ago. Char’s been sleeping on the couch.” “So, with the bedrooms and couch already occupied, where did you think I was gonna sleep?” I questioned. “Well, truth be told, I usually take turns sleeping with all the guys in this bed. The other room has been Roger’s and Char mainly sleeps on the couch. But sometimes we all end up in here together. Day and I have an open relationship, and I just figured since you are now divorced, you could just join the fray. Of course, if you are uncomfortable with that…” I looked around at the men’s faces then back to Marcy who was smiling at me. “I mean, you’ve already had sex with Roger, didn’t you?” Before I could answer Roger did it for me. “Yes, we did! She has a tight pussy too. Ol’ Albert must have one of those Shrinky Dinks, because this bitch was like a virgin.” Everyone started to laugh and after a few seconds I smiled and then started laughing too. Truth be told, Al’s dick was a little below average. He measured out only about 5 inches in length, and it was very thin too. You might classify his penis as a little pee-pee, while these men all had giant cocks. Alfred must have been spending all of our money on the women he cheated with because I can’t see any women being blown away having sex with him. In the six years that we were together we probably had sex about fifteen times. Special occasions and anniversaries mostly. And not once in those six years was any time that we had sex anything like with what I just experienced with Roger. Alfred wasn’t a man in that respect. These guys, they were REAL men. The laughing died down and I looked around the room at everyone. Marcy was still smiling at me, and the three men were standing around jerking their cocks trying to stay hard. A rush of calm came over me and I made a big decision. “No. Roger can keep his room and Char can stay on the couch if he likes. I’d like to try these living arrangements out for a while. I’ll ‘join the fray’ as you stated.” Everyone got happy and Marcy gave me a big hug. The three men then joined us on the bed. “I need Roger’s cock for a while so why don’t you guys get more acquainted with Kee-Kee.” Immediately I was surrounded by both Charles and Dayshon on the bed and they both started groping me and kissing at my tits. After a few minutes of fondling, I laid on my side at the end of the bed and Char put his dick in my mouth and Day climbed between my legs. My pussy was just opened not too long ago by Roger, so Dayshon was able to slide his ten inches up to the hilt with relative ease. I could taste Marcy’s pussy on Chars cock, and it made me feel weird inside knowing how my best friend tasted. I wasn’t a lesbian, and I never experienced any lesbian-like feeling for any other woman, but for some reason Marcy’s taste was turning me on big time. “Oh! Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me with that big cock! Fuck me you black nigger! Fuck me harder!”, screamed Marcy on the upper part of the bed. I glanced a look and saw that Roger had Marcy’s knees folded up by her ears and he was pounding her pussy hard with his giant black pole. Then Day started pumping me faster and I quickly forgot about Marcy and Roger and concentrated more on Dayshon and Charles. Day was really giving it to me hard and I came after only a minute of it. I screamed in a muffled tone with almost seven inches of Char’s ten-inch cock jammed in my throat. I swear that during my orgasm I swallowed another inch of it too. Finally, Day couldn’t take anymore, and he blasted his nut deep in my womb. I remember thinking of a possible pregnancy but those thought were fleeting, and I never thought of it again. Char then took his mount, and he pulled me to my back then pushed my legs up straight in the air with the bottom of my feet parallel with the ceiling. Char then shoved another ten-inch cock into my pussy, and I fell back into ecstasy. Char had my ankles in his hands like big black vice grips as he pounded me into oblivion. Day then reappeared by my head, which was by this point hanging off the bed, and stuck his dark bone which hadn’t gotten flaccid yet, even after cumming, right in my mouth as far has he could. Within minutes I was taking a full ten inches of black meat at both ends of my body making me feel like I was a pig on a spit. The angle that my head was hanging off the bed was stretching my esophagus in a way that Day was able to get it all the way in. Each time he did, my nose and eyes would slam into his ball bag. The next day I’d realize that my left eye had a small bruise under it, and it was all because of this moment right here. Day’s balls gave me a black eye. After what seemed like twenty minutes of fucking, Charles finally moaned and pulled out and painted my boobs with a hot and sticky load. Day then laid on his back and I climbed beside him and continued blowing him. I took another glance over at Marcy and Roger and they were still in the same position. Roger still had Marcy’s knees pinned up near her head and he was still fucking her but a lot slower. He had started out plowing into her and over twenty minutes later they were slow fucking. I continued to watch on and throat Day, then Charles returned to the room from a brief absence. His cock was still hard even after just unloading over my tits. ‘These black guys, their libidos just never end’ I thought to myself. Charles disappeared behind us at the bottom of the bed and after some shifting around, I felt his hand slap me across the right ass cheek. I turned to look at him and he just smiled. I gave him a sassy look back then turned back to continue Day’s blowjob. Just then, I felt Char putting his finger into my asshole. I squirmed a little and tried to move my torso away from him, but he put his arm over my lower back and held me in place. Charles then proceeded to finger my asshole at one point getting his second knuckle of his middle finger past my o ring. He kept licking his finger then putting it back in my ass and after a while the initial sting went away. “This booty so tight it could squeeze a nickel until the motherfucker became pennies!” I then felt him leave the bed and then return in a few seconds. I then felt him put a glob of jelly-like substance into my asshole, I can only assume that it was Vaseline. He then worked his fingers in and out of my hole trying to lube up every crevice. Mindlessly, I was still working my lips and tongue over Day’s prick. We stayed like this for a while, me blowing Day and get fingered by Char, and Roger slow boning Marcy. Day then got rigid again and his breathing quickened, and then all at once he pushed my head completely over his cock and spurted another load, this one into my stomach. The way that he pushed my head down, it made my body shift up to my knees. “Ahhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhh!” he screamed while his black throbbing hose expelled a a half a cup of cum down my throat. He let go of my head and I continued sucking him, making sure to squeeze ever bit of sperm that I could out of it. Just then, I felt pressure against my asshole. Char was now pushing his cock head into my anus, and it wasn’t painful just a lot of discomfort. A minute and a half later I felt his cock slide past my trusty sphincter and into my anal cavity pushing the walls in my ass apart. Dayshon got up and I dropped my head to the mattress while Char split my ass apart. The pressure dissipated, and suddenly it felt awesome. “Oh yeah! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!” I screamed out as he pumped his cock deep into my anus. I heard screams coming from the other side of the bed, Roger and Marcy were cumming at the same time with Roger depositing his thick white seed into Marcy. When he finally pulled out from her, a white stream of cum oozed out and down from her cunt. I didn’t care though. My asshole was being invaded by a cock for the first time in my life, and it was a huge black one. Char continued his assault, getting a full seven of his ten inches into me. Roger then plopped down on the bed in front of me and waved his glistening monster in my face. “Clean my shit bitch!” he barked, and I quickly started to lick him clean. Char then tagged out to Day who was STILL hard, and he was now boning my ass. That only lasted for two minutes though. Day pulled back out and disappeared from the bedroom with Marcy. Roger then got up and then laid back down in the middle of the bed. His mammoth cock was pointing directly at the ceiling. “Kee-Kee, come sit on this.”, he said, and he started stroking his shaft. I stood up on the bed and straddled his body reverse cowgirl and then slowly started feeding his twelve-inch monster into my asshole. Once it was in, I started hopping up and down on it trying to get more of it deep into my ass. Char then stood up on his knees between Roger’s legs and he pulled my legs up in the air making me fall back with my back on Roger’s chest. Char then inserted his dick into my pussy and after a few adjustments they double teamed me in both of my holes, the first time I’d ever had that experience. My body started to shake and shiver, and I came again right away. Their fucking was offset. When char was pumping out of me Roger was plowing into my ass and vice-versa making me crazy. If it wasn’t for Roger holding me in place at the waist, I think I would’ve fallen off him and onto the bed and probably would have passed out. Char came again first and shot another load of cum across my tits. It was the second time he did that. Charles then disappeared, and without removing his cock from my ass, Roger picked me up and then put me down on the bed on my hands and knees. He then firmly held me by my hips and ass cheeks and he power-fucked me hard with his full twelve inches plowing in and out of my virgin asshole. It was insane. My ass would never be the same after this. His giant wide cock was stretching me open permanently. I squawked and squealed while Roger tore my ass up. In and out he plowed all twelve inches of his manhood. I could feel it poking into my stomach. I always knew that anal sex was a popular sexual act, but it wasn’t anything on my radar to try. Now, at 31 years old, I’m mad at myself for never experiencing it. In and out, in and out, my asshole felt so full. “Ahhh! Ahhhhh! Fuck yeah! Ahhh!”, and with that I felt him squirt his load deep up inside my anus. His cock already was jammed into every nook and cranny of my anal cavity so when he finally stopped spurting, he pulled it completely out and my ass made a popping noise. Then his cum quickly started to leak out and onto the bed as my ass winked and dilated like a sailor with an eye infection. I fell forward onto the bed when Roger finally let me go and I think I passed out for a few minutes. When I regained my consciousness, Roger had left, and Marcy was sitting there. She was brushing my sweaty hair back from my eyes and smiling at me lovingly. “I remember the first time Roger plowed ME in the butt. My hole was so open. It never really did close-up as tight as it was before.” “If you had told me yesterday what the living arrangements here were, I really don’t think that I would’ve moved in. With nowhere else to go I might have had to stay with Albert. Thank you, Marcy. Thank you for introducing me to a whole new world! I can’t wait to get started on my new life!” We hugged it out then fell asleep together. We I woke up several hours later, Marcy was gone and Charles was sleeping in the bed next to me. I cuddled with him until the others got home and we did it all again that next night. My life changed so much that night. Albert returned to find out that I had filed for divorce. When he came over to Marcy’s apartment to start trouble, my new sex partners took his narrow ass outside and slapped him around a bit in the parking lot. I never saw my ex-husband ever again. The five of us lived together for the next ten years. In that span of time, Marcy and Dayshon got married and had three children. I also got pregnant and had a girl that I named Charlene Brook. She was born in the summer of 1997 when I was 35. Because of all the sex that we were having, no one’s sure which guy is the true father of any of them. The three men just always acted like fathers to them all. Marcy and Dayshon moved to Chicago in 2004, and the other two stayed with me for a while until Roger passed away from cancer in 2015. Shortly after Roger died, Charles packed up and left, and I stayed in the apartment for another year before I too left Sacramento. I’m in my sixties now and living alone in Van Nuys. I did some stripping at some very low-level clubs, and I still do today but on a very limited basis. Mostly I just do some daily cam modeling to get myself by. This old body is still tight if you can believe it. My daughter is now in her twenties. She’s a top porno star who specializes in interracial gang bang movies. Her screen name is Brooke Rogers. We’re working on a mother/daughter gang bang that will be one for the ages. THE END

Barbara Learns to be Submissive 2 Mark intentionally didn't call Barbara the next day. She got antsy and called him around 8PM. He claimed he was busy and hadn't gotten the time. She was slightly miffed. Mark begged off and said he'd call tomorrow. Barbara was confused. Was this just a one night stand? He had been so tender and loving. She began to get depressed. Another asshole. Shit. The next morning Mark called. Barbara's heart skipped a beat, she was really excited about Mark and seeing him again. “We need to talk.” Mark intoned. Barbara didn't understand. Had something changed? He had been so tender the other night. Sure they said some crude things, but that was the heat and passion of the moment, right? Mark invited her to his condo on another floor. Barbara came over, after choosing just the right push up bra and tight cotton shorts. She gave herself a little spritz of perfume and redid her lipstick. Her hair was fine. Mark opened the door. Barbara smiled up at him. “Hi handsome.” “You need to make a decision.” Mark didn't let her in. He was blocking the doorway. “You need to decide if you are my slave or not.” Barbara was stunned. Slave? That was just sex talk. Mark said nothing more. She so wanted to be held in his arms. He radiated strength. He looked great in his pattern shirt and short shorts. Couldn't he just relax? They could start off exactly where they had left off two nights ago. “Mark. Stop that. I came over to visit. You are being rude.” He began to close the door on her. “What are you doing?” Barbara's voice was quavering. She was losing confidence. “Make a decision. Are you going to be my slave?” Mark stared sternly at her. Barbara really wanted to be with him. She wasn't against letting him have control, but this wasn't something she had given much thought to. “You must agree to submit to my authority and do what I command.” “OK.” Barbara smiled and tried to make it light. “You're the boss.” “You agree to be my sex slave?” Mark didnt lighten up at all. Barbara though this was just a sexy beginning to a morning of fucking. It excited her. “I am your slave.” She approached him and attempted to embrace his big chest. Mark took a step back. “Take off your top and bra.” He barked. Again, Barbara was stunned. WTF? Mark? He reached forward with his index finger and ran it down the front of her top, popping the buttons off. He turned her around and stripped her cute top right off of her. With his left hand he gripped her neck and with his other hand he unclasped her bra and removed it. He threw them out into the hall. “Are you my sex slave?” Barbara reacted by scrunching her shoulders and covering up her firm breasts. “Yes or no?” Barbara was shocked, again. “Uh, yes. OK.” She stammered. “Get on your hands and knees.” Barbara got the idea. She kneeled and leaned forward onto her hands, like a quadruped. Mark reached down and grabbed a handfull of the marvelous red mane. He led her into the apartment, closing the door without retrieving her top or bra. Barbara was scared and excited. All at the same time. She was flushed at the rough treatment, but she also felt the familiar wetness down at the sex. Mark led her over to the couch and sat down. He removed his shorts and pulled her face to his crotch. “Suck me, slut.” Barbara didn't hesitate. She took his tool and began to lick and suck it to a raging hardness. She was excited. This wasn't something she had ever done. After several minutes of pleasuring him, he grabbed her hair again. He kept her on her hands and knees and led her out on the balcony. “Take off your shorts and panties.” Barbara was uncomftorable, but she complied. Only a couple balconies could see her, and they were unoccupied. She got naked. Mark instructed her to grasp the railing with both hands. As she did he kicked her feet apart. She felt him insert himself in her drippiing pussy from behind. Her tits were flopping as he drove his cock into her. He rhythmically fucked her with his powerful hands on her shoulders. Barbara wasn't enjoying this. Someone could see her! Someone from the building. Mark continued his assault, but she said nothing. Mark instructed her to talk dirty. She began to repeat phrases from the other night. “Fuck me. Fuck me. Give it to me. Come in me.” Mark began to slap her tight ass. It began to redden. And hurt. The crazy thing is that the pain added to the thrill. Barbara liked it. “Slap me. Slap my ass.” Barbara's cheeks were red as an apple. Mark pulled out of her stretched pussy. “Turn around and suck my cock.” Barbara kneeled on the rough surface. It hurt, but she said nothing. Mark encased her skull with his big hands and slowly fucked her mouth. It made her even more excited. She tasted the familiar precum. Before he climaxed, Mark said:” Don't swallow it. Keep it on your tongue. Barbara did as instructed. Mark scooped it up and turned her around and had her hold the railing. He spread her ass cheeks and wiped the come into her crack. Then he pushed his finger into her brownie. She had not had anal before and it shocked her. He rubbed his fingers around on her back. Then he reached around and had her suck off his fingers. “Thank me slave.” Barbara quietly said “Thank you.” Mark slapped her ass and commanded.”Thank you master. And loud.” She jumped and complied. “Always address me as master.” Barbara was a quick learner. “Yes master.” “You are going to learn anal today.” Mark led Barbara into the second bedroom. The door had been closed and locked. No wonder. It was modified into a type of dungeon. Mark tied her to a rack. She was on her back with her legs up in stirrups. He fastened the leather restraints. She was comfortable, but wary. Mark walked over to her and flopped his cock into her mouth. Barbara knew what to do and fellated him. The missle was red and angry now. Mark began to put coconut oil on a small device that Barbara didn't recognize. It was a small anal plug. Only three inches long. After lubing it Mark stood by her face and began to slowly fuck her mouth some more. As he did he reached over and rubbed the small end of the device in her brown eye. She jumped slightly as it entered her ass. Barbara knew not to say any thing. Her ass was smarting from the balcony session. She didn't want any more of that. The feeling of having her ass invaded was a minor irritation. Barbara figured she could adapt. Then Mark pulled his meat out of her mouth and got a bigger plug. This one was more like his cock. She realized that her sphincter had adapted to the diameter and didn't close up completely. The big one really hurt at first. But the same thing occurred. After ten minutes more of cocksucking it didnt bother her so much. Barbara knew what was coming. She was about to be ass fucked. She had been with two husbands and a couple of lovers, but she had managed to resist this for more than twenty years. Barbara was surprised when Mark released her from the rack and instructed her to get dressed. She wondered if her stuff was still in the hall. Mark just pointed toward the front door. She found it still lying on the hall floor. As she attempted to remove the butt plug, Mark took her hand. “Leave it in.” It felt really strange. She pulled her panties back on , and got herself together. After a little tuneup to the makeup and hair, she looked fine. But it sure felt weird. Of course, no one knew her ass was stuffed with the butt plug. “How about some Mexican food?” Barbara was thinking that this was getting weirder and weirder. But it wasn't boring, was it? They were seated in a back room per Marks instructions. Mark sat next to Barbara and fed her. He wouldn't allow her to touch anything! He held the Margarita for her to sip. He fed her the cheese enchilada. It was a different experience. Like most of this experience, she found that she was beginning to adapt. Like it, even. After lunch, they went clothes shopping. Barbara had a sort of yuppie style, but this was different. The dresses were a little tighter and shorter. New stockings. Always thigh highs. No panty hose. In fact no panties at all. Pumps, of course. Makeup. Mark knew a girl. Of course. She did make up. Barbara had never worn so much make up. It was like when you were a little girl playing dress up. Except sluttier. Shadow. Eyeliner. And lipstick. Barbara had to admit. She looked hot. But Mark wanted to add to the look. So he had her suck him off in the bathroom. He came on her face. And left it to dry. It looked kind of shiny. If you knew, you knew. But it could have been something else. It was kind of a kinky little inside joke between them. Holy shit. Barbara was digging this. Beat the shit out of suburbia. She held her shoulders back as they left the place. Knockers up! She could feel the wetness down below.

My Story is true (the names are not), it's not finished as the journey continues. Its the diary/ blog of a young Lesbian Asian American girl (me) who bored with conservative living in the USA breaks away to travel the world and find herself. The story is long so I can't post it here, but here's the link to my blog, I hope you read it. It's free and not spam. http://www.blogger.com/profile/05948741421379569440 A snip from the last post/ page: On return ing to Kunming we relaxed, messed around and did "normal person" things. One evening Gemstone gave us all a red envelope each, Lotus, Flower and Happy smile, obviously knowing it's content. I asked what it is, she replied a gift from the last weeks organizers. Inside was $10 k USD !!! I was shocked and sat down with Cici and the maid to talk about this. I said if we take this money we are prostitutes, they laughed and told me why do you think women like us have sex with men ? We talked about it the whole next day, then went to talk to G.stone about trying it. She agreed and said she knows just the place. We travelled south from Kunming to a city near the border to Vietnam,Laos and Burma called Xishuangbanna. Cici stayed behind in Kunming to continue her breeding, so it was just me, the maid, Gemstone, Hanoigrl, Flower and happy. On our arrival we settled into the "hotel", showered and changed. A pretty huge place with restaurants, KTV, 2 bars, a lounge, massage rooms , spas, theme rooms (BDSM,Hospital,School, etc) and rooms/apt's for over 200 girls plus other staff. On top of that the hotel for guests. The girls work 4 days on, 1 on call and 2 days off and are split into 5 shifts (teams) we joined team B. Each team consists of around 30 girls. The girls rent their room/apt and decorate it as they want and probably 95% of the girls live full time there, with just a few living "off campus". The shifts are organised so that at peak times there 60 + girls working. Most of the girls I would say are in their teens/ early 20's but a few much older.G.Stone explained the rules and etiquette to us. Luckily for me most of the girls had no problem being photographed, even videoed, they saw it as free advertising, lol. We settled into the bar and got chatting with the other girls, a very friendly bunch, we soon became friends, with quite a few. The girls were mostly minority Chinese (Yi, Hanni, Li & Miao), Vietnamese or Burmese, each shift had a handful of Laos, Thai, Han Chinese and Cambodian to, so a interesting mix. Around 60% of the girls are straight (although most bi-friendly when working) 40% of us real true Lez/ Bisexual. Sanpiexiaojie 三陪小姐 (girls of the 3 accompaniments) are considered middle tier prostitutes in China, due to their social skills and cost. Prostitutes in China are generally referred to as "Chickens" as they sell their meat to be eaten and most of the girls here would service between 3 to 15 clients a day. STD testing is done weekly and only clean girls can work. Condoms are encouraged, but many clients won't use them,sadly. Probably 100% of the girls smoke and drink alcohol heavily and daily (even when not working), drugs (excluding hash) are forbidden and any one found in possession is kicked out immediately. The clientele are mainly Top/ middle ranking government men, business men and tourists as a night with 1 girl can cost as much as 5000 ymb ($800), even a quickie ( 1 load shot) up to 1000 ymb ($160), most locals can't afford that and go to the other cheaper houses, parlous or the streets for their girls. Reinforcing what I was told in the Philippines maybe 90% of clients are married men, 7% single men and 3% women. Being as I had never done this before I admit to being somewhat scared and very nervous, Happy felt the same. The maid, Flower & Hanoigrl all who do this on and off said not to worry and gave us plenty of tips and advice on how to do it right. G.Stone instructed us on some techniques on how to finish them fast. My first "John" was a Canadian guy, around 40 I'd say, maybe 6" 3" tall and 300 + lbs. He joined me at the bar, bought me drink, said I'm very pretty and how much for a suck,lick and fuck ? I replied in my best "Chinglish", he agreed and we left for my room. In the room we undressed and I went to be bathroom, inserted some lube and returned. He was naked on the bed waiting for me. I joined him took hold of his meat and wanked him hard, once hard I put a condom on it and started sucking it. He stopped me and removed the condom, to which I told him the extra cost, he agreed and i took the money. His cock hard was small, maybe 4 1/2 inches long and skinny, so that's good. He spread my legs fingered and licked me for a few minutes and then slid his cock into me and pounded away on me for a couple of minutes, maybe.He then wanted me on top, so I straddled him,inserted him and rode him for maybe 1- 2 minutes, I felt him cumming in me and as soon as his cock stopped it's pumping, I climbed off him, allowing his sperm to fall out as much as possible. Then off to the bathroom peed, and washed as I had been told and threw the condom (him) into the trash. Returning to the room, I started getting dressed and gestured to him to do the same. After he left, I lite a smoke, opened a beer, my legs where shaking and I felt sick. I could not believe I had just let that fat ugly guy fuck me. Although I felt his cock in me I felt nothing as he rode me, just numb, wishing he'd finish fast. After another smoke and finishing my beer, I slipped my heels back on and went back to the bar. Seeing Hanoigrl, Flower and G.Stone at one of the tables I joined them, no one said anything, it was as like I had been to the rest room, that's all. Shortly after Happy returned (smiling as usual) as we sat there chatting, occasionally one of us would be summered by a John, disappear for a while then return.

In the morning when She walked out of her room and an explosion of utterly unexpected color greeted her. A field of flowers spread on the floor before her and she walked in amongst the colorful blooms in wonderment at such a floral display in the corridor. 'Lucy stay where you are!' I told her, incensed to see her outside and unprotected and wandering with a toddler's absence of caution. 'What on earth—?' she began, glancing up from the pink, purple and mauve blooms she was studying as she crouched. I was already striding towards her, careless of the flowers crushed beneath my feet, clearly untouched by the beauty of the scene. I scooped her up bodily in my arms, exclaiming in Urdu. 'And what the hell are you wearing on your feet?' I demanded. 'I am looking for my Sandals!' she snapped. 'I was standing on the flowers .' 'Oh... OK.' Lucy nodded, recognizing concern and superior knowledge when she saw it. 'I didn't know...but the flowers were so beautiful.' 'It is your day and thought no better way than starting it with flowers', I said. Aamir is so loving, she thought helplessly, standing there straight and tall, blushing as well as emotional, so very emotional. She had never met a man with so much emotion that he couldn't hide it. She had never met a man she could read so clearly. Reluctant hope, growing excitement, and the first seeds of satisfaction brimmed in his volatile gaze. She couldn't take her eyes off his, could still hear the faint echo of his fervent promise to protect her from all threats. I carried her to my room, thinking that I would never forget that first glimpse of her in that sea of flowers, her beautiful long hair falling to her waist and glittering like highly polished platinum in the sunlight, and those huge eyes blinking dazedly up at me as I lifted her, full of shock and love. I walked slowly on pretty flowers and it bothered her. She was sensitive, also possibly a little ditzy to walk out thoughtlessly. It was my duty to take care of her, watch over her, my job to protect. And the enormity of such a responsibility sat heavily on my shoulders for an instant because I had never been responsible for another human being before. Nor did I wanted to be responsible, I told to myself. I would take care of her to the best of his ability without ever forgetting that she was my first lover and I refused to think of her as a short-term prospect, not a keep. I would remain impervious to her charms always. There would be none like Lucy, as she looked adorable posed amidst flowers. What an astounding thought that was! She was so Innocent cute and a virgin. I decided that I want to make her deflowering a special occasion. During the day an agreement was prepared and duly signed and witnessed by Ms. Jane and Daina, where Lucy agreed to surrender herself to me and remain with me for her entire life and in turn will take care of her. Afterwards Jane and Daina provided all sorts of beauty treatments on Lucy for the special occasion. Surrounded by maids and Daina, her preperation was presided over by Ms. Jane, who sat in the corner, entirely dressed in a beautiful Red Gown, doling out instructions. Though I had not married her, after discussions with Ms. Jane, the arrangement was more than a marriage, so I decided that she shall be dressed in bridal attire tonight. While getting dressed up in traditional bridal attire given by me for making the occasion a special one, Lucy studied her own reflection in the tall mirror. She was so heavily clothed in layers and jewelry that she was amazed that she could move. A gold headdress covered her brow, a veil covering most of her hair, weighty gold earrings dangling from her ears, hung there by a thread, and a big nose ring. When Lucy wore the nose ring, Eva whispered to her that is the symbol of virginity. This is what Aamir shall take off today. Lucy had very narrowly sidestepped having her ear lobes pierced there and then and she had Eva to thank for tactfully suggesting thread be used to attach the earrings instead. More primitive gold necklaces clanked and shifted around her neck with every movement while rich and elaborate henna swirls adorned her hands and her feet along with jewelry. What remained of her was enveloped in a white kaftan covered in richly beaded and colorful embroidery. Below that were several gossamer-fine silk layers, all of which rejoiced in buttons running down the back. Getting undressed again promised to be a challenge, she thought ruefully. She had insisted on doing her own make-up though, having run her eyes over her companions, already festooned in their glad rags and best jewelry for the wedding, their faces over-rouged, their eyelids bright blue. Lucy had used more cosmetics than she normally did and had gone heavy on the eyeliner when urged to do so but at least there was nothing theatrical about the end result. Eva said to Lucy 'This has been arranged so quickly that it is a very small and quiet wedding—but the jewelry Aamir has given you is magnificent and you look so gorgeous in it'. 'What jewelry?' Lucy whispered. 'Everything you're wearing comes from him. Traditionally, jewelry is your gift.' Eva replied The liveliness surrounding her and wakened only when Ms. Jane discreetly pressed her hand and kissed on her forehead. She blinked in bemusement, for an instant not even knowing where she was. Darkness had fallen beyond the room and it was quieter now. It is time for you to retire,' Daina told her, reacting to a signal from Ms. Jane. 'It is symbolic,' Ms. Jane is taking you to your Aamir.' She almost staggered into the room lit by lanterns and little lamps that awaited her and there she froze in consternation. A large bed confronted her and it dawned on her at last that this was her night to lose her virginity, which she was expected to spend in close proximity to her lover. She wasn't going to get her own room tonight this time or even her own bed because she was supposed to share the bed. In silence, she pulled a face because she hadn't anticipated that, although she knew that she should've done. It was all decorated with flowers and sweets, wines and drinks were placed on the side of the bed on a table. In all a perfect setting like a first Wedding Night- A Suhagraat as it is called in India. The night of the first mating of the bride and groom. Then jane asked her to be seated on the bed and wait for Aamir but she sank down on the bottom of the sofa on the side of the bed and breathed in deep while she waited for me to arrive. My goodness, she was getting so hot. Lucy prepared herself for bed, the palpitating girl found herself in a maze of conflicting emotions. The events of the last evening had been quite upsetting; like all girls, she had had a rather romantic idea of the relations between man and woman. Coming as she had to her my home with absolutely no notion of any sex relationships, she was hardly prepared for her reception as, for instance, a young girl might have been who was spending her first night with her lover, or even the expectancy that a sweetheart might feel in anticipation of a tryst with a lover. Before arriving, the idea that I might take liberties with her had never entered her head, and due to her sheltered life in the convent, she had only the vaguest ideas as to the nature these liberties might take. She got up straightened and walked into the luxurious bathroom alongside for their comfort. A mirror sat propped up on a chest. 'Do you know where my clothes are? Are they still back at the house we were staying?' she asked uncomfortably. 'I will enquire for you in the morning,' Jane murmured smoothly. 'I don't even have a toothbrush!' Lucy protested, falling back on trivialities rather than dealing with her insecurities over the situation she was in. 'Aamir will give you one,' Jane informed her in a tone of finality. 'Now onwards he will take care of all your needs'. Lucy swallowed hard on a burst of angry exasperation. Was she supposed to go to bed naked with all her make-up on? It wasn't his fault that she had been separated from her belongings, she told herself urgently, and she shouldn't take her ire out on me. Deal with it, she instructed herself, and she went back into the bathroom and wanted to remove the jewelry, ornate kaftan before beginning to undo the buttons of the layers beneath. Arms aching, perspiration dampening her face. Jane instructed her that she should not remove any of her jewelry or clothing as Aamir would like to see her adorning the jewelry and clothing. She instructed her to come back after she has relieved herself. Consequently, as she wanted to disrobe and take her bath, she was a little dazed as to just what had happened and, more important, what was to happen. She thought upon my arrival with mingled feelings: fear of what I would do and hope that it would be enjoyable to her. She was filled with a sort of curious anticipation as to what was in store for her. She dimly realized that I would insert into her maidenly cleft that his tool and she felt sure that it would kill her instantly, tearing her tender tissues, utterly rending her. She feared the ordeal, yet feared more the thought of being forced out into a cruel, harsh world with which she was entirely unfamiliar and where she would be the prey to she knew not what strange terrors. She wanted to remove her clothing, take her bath, brush her hair; then, her body burning with fear, shame, and passion, she considered whether she might disobey me to the extent of concealing her body in a nightgown. She feared Ms. Jane and me, yet felt that his harshness might perhaps be a bit assumed; she feared that I was the type of man who would gain his ends, by force if need be, but preferably by persuasion. She decided that she will not change, as she knew she would have to answer for her disobedience to Jane as well as to me whenever I appeared. and then more that she wanted to make me happy as she realised that I wanted to see her adorning the jewelry and clothing. Oh God, she saw her image in the toilet mirror, she was looking very pretty in that attire. She wanted to kiss herself. so she planted a kiss on her mirror image. Lucy complied with the directions given by Jane. She stalked back uneasily into the bedroom after relieving. Jane told her to sit on the bed as she was on phone, with her careful and watchful eyes on Lucy. Jane helped Lucy to sit on the bed. At that moment I entered the room, seeing me Jane cast her phone down and I studied her enquiringly. As I entered I saw Lucy poised like a princess, her beautiful hair piled high on her head in a style no doubt ***********ed in order to display her long slender neck to the greatest advantage, the dress a sheath of glittering gold falling from neck to ankles and hugging a body that was nothing short of female perfection. Clearly I had been right in my assumption that she'd spent the entire afternoon at the hairdresser and with the maids styling her, I thought with cold objectivity, my gaze sliding slowly down her body. This beautiful and lovely girl is going to become a woman tonight. Continued

This happened back in the 1990s, I had just started a position at a newspaper in a nearby town. Well after being there around 6 months I got a call from Pam that my former company was finally shutting down and she would be out of a job. As luck would have it we had a position opening up in one of the advertising departments that I know she would qualify for. I told her to come in and fill out an application and give it to me and I would deliver it to the advertising director and guarantee her and interview but it would be up to her to get the job. After review all the applications Linda told me that my friend was one of the better applications and would have received an interview anyway. After a few days the interviews started. Now I saw Pam come in as my window overlooked the parking lot, so I knew she was there. What surprised me was the fact that Linda popped her head onto my office and asked me to come down to the interview room. Let me describe Linda, she was about my age 5’5”, at least c cup boobs, with a tiny waist that made her boobs look even larger and a nice round ass that swayed nicely when she walked. When I got into the room Pam was there too. Linda then startled me again but saying, Pam here will get the job providing what she has told me about your relationship is true. I asked what all she told her about and Linda said she started with a story about when you were younger her and another neighbor girl took your shorts off and you then just finished getting naked for them as they wanted to see a naked boy. She continued to say how she had played games with me at my previous job, which also had me naked and my prior boss there caught us but just made me do other things naked for her. She also said that Darlene and your sister get you doing things for them at parties and other places too. I said what exactly you want to know. She said is any of this even remotely true and I said yes, it is all true. Linda said then we are going to just have to prove it. I said how are we going to do that. She came over to my chair and asked me to stand up. When I did, she grabbed my tie and loosened it and pulled it over my head. She said that depending how far you let me go will depend on how much I believe her story. She then started unbuttoning my shirt and pulled it over my shoulders then out of my pants. She said are you sure you want me to keep going, I said I guess you are just going to have to go as far as you need to so you believe her stories about us. With that response she grabbed my belt and unbuckled it and pulled it off of my waist. Then unsnapped the top of my dress pants and grabbing the sides of them as well as my underwear she pulls them down to the floor. She then looks at my cock and said that she thinks it is bigger than her husbands. Pam finally spoke up and asked if she got the job and Linda told her yes, but she would have to go through the process anyway. After fondling my cock and them both then squeezing my ass cheeks Linda told me to get dressed but now that she has seen me, told me to expect to be seen again. I returned to my office and went back to work and shortly after, Linda comes in and closes the door and tells me that my letting her strip me was so exciting that she has been wet all day and she lifted the bottom of her dress showing me her panties which you could tell were wet by the color change. She told me that I was the first man she ever stripped like that since she did it to her husband years ago. She then moved over to be behind my desk, lefts up her dress and asks me to see how wet she really is. I took the opportunity to rub my hands over her panty covered pussy and when my fingers were wet I licked them off. She asked how do I taste and I said I needed a few more samples and this time with one hand I exposed her pussy and was rubbing it directly and again licking my finger. She then asked, and I told her, I thought she was going to orgasm as she said her husband hasn’t done oral with her for years. I asked if she wanted me to lick her now. She pulled her panties down and off and said to go ahead and lick her wet pussy. It is a good thing the doors were thick and the walls insolated well as everyone would have heard her moaning as she put out lots of juices. She told me to stop as she needed to somehow clean up to be able to leave work. The next day I was in by my usual time of 8 am, when Linda came in she said that even as wet and ready as she was for sex yesterday, her husband told her he was going to play poker at a friends house after supper. She took a shower and went to bed. I asked her how long it had been since he had gone down on her and she said she can’t remember when, he is usually in too much of a hurry and if he has a hard on then they use it and when he is done that is it. We went to work with her in her office and me in mine and about 4 o’clock she came into my office told me to grab some papers like we are going to review something in her office. I got another surprise when she sat up on her desk and hiked up her skirt and I could see her wet pussy as she had removed her panties, she said would you please play with my pussy. I wasn’t going to turn down the offer and started to lick and finger her and she was again leaking out fluids and I knew she had at least 2 orgasms as the way her pussy would grip my fingers that were inside her and all of the moaning she was doing. Once I was done, she told me that she found out where her husband was playing cards, the winner of the game got 30 minutes with the host’s wife. It dawned on her how many times Jeff came home and told her that he had won. So, she said you will be fucking me sometime soon and Pam starts on Monday. I then told her I was pretty good at cards and maybe I should go to the card party, she said you have to be invited. I said don’t you think Jeff would invite me and she said she would ask him. Things were tame at work once Pam started but after about a month, things changed. Pam came into my office and informed me that it was finally time to have fun with Joe again. I noticed that the jean skirt she was wearing was hiked up enough and her legs were spread enough for me to see her pink panties. She then told me to be ready once she gets back. I saw her walk back to the ladie’s room and then to Linda’s office when she came back I could tell she removed her bra as with the sleeveless shirt she had on her nipples were now visible and she was sitting the same way and the panties were gone giving me a direct look up at her pussy. She then told me I was to go to Linda’s office after going to the restroom and removing my underwear to present to Linda. I went ahead and did what was requested. Now let me describe the newspaper office there was one woman left in circulation dept., Dorothy who has very large boobs but is carrying a little extra weight. Pam in classifieds, Paula in display advertising, Sandy in accounting and of course Linda were the only people left in the office after 4pm. Linda handed me a card with instructions. I had to go see Pam first and she was instructed on the card to pull my zipper down and tell me to go to Dorothy. I went to Dorothy and handed her the card which told her she was to remove my belt, well with my zipper down and her handling my belt I started to get an erection and the head of my cock started coming out through the zipper, she removed my belt and sent me to Paula. The card read to Paula that she was to undo the snap on the top of my pants and let them go. Once my pants fell, I was instructed to ask Paula to unbutton and remove my shirt which she did dropping it to the floor with my pants. I then was to walk back into Linda’s office and present myself to her. Seems as though everyone forgot about Sandy and she came out of her office just in time to see my naked ass walking into Linda’s. She came down and demanded to know what was going on and Linda filled her in on everything. Sandy looked at me and said you are a very naughty boy. Linda then told me to go in front of her desk and bend over with my hands on the desk and ask Sandy to please give me a spanking. For some reason, Sandy was rather shy about the swats and they were more like taps so Linda fired her up and told her to give me 10 firm swats. While I was being swatted, another woman from the display adv. dept. showed up with a late ad and saw me naked and getting spanked. Kathy came over to the office and said I am sure glad I had a late ad to bring in can I join in the fun. Kathy then gave me 10 more swats on each cheek and they weren’t gentle ones. I then went to see Paula, Pam and Dorothy who all got their swats in. Linda the led me to the woman’s room where there was I full length mirror and told me to look into the other mirror and see how red my ass was getting. She then said she hadn’t got her swats in yet and had me bend over and put my elbows on the sink. She said I am going to give you 10 swats on each cheek and I am going to make sure I hit the reddest spots. If you can’t handle the pain, tell me to stop but you will then have to present your cock to everyone so they can swat it. I with stood the spanking and I then got to put my clothes back on. When I went back out the girls were all together and they had locked the front door. Pam then unbuttoned and removed her top revealing her boobs to everyone and she also reach down and pulled her skirt up around her waist and let me finger her pussy in front of everyone. She informed the other girls that it is only fair. We played these games with Joe that we give him some sort of reward. Linda informed the others that she had already had me eat her pussy and with Jeff never doing it, she really enjoyed it. Pam got dressed and this is just the start of many things to come for me at work and various other places when I am with the girls. I have been asked in a couple emails by some women, if I share pictures and or course I would and do you thing with the stories I have written. I am not shy about you seeing me naked. If you are local enough we can even arrange me being naked at whatever function you would like, just don’t get me arrested.

The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Nine: Futa's Mind-Controlling Mistake By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Chloe Quick Panic swept through me. Sasha Ford, a new dickgirl, was atop Kendall, poised to take the Black girl's virginity. I was saving Kendall's virginity for the amazing Mildred. The original futa deserved to get Kendall's cherry, not Sasha. Sasha should understand that. My mind-control powers weren't working on Sasha, either. She was disobeying me, pushing her dick against Kendall's cherry. She hadn't broken through the Black girl's hymen, yet, but how long would that membrane hold. I had to think. “Don't let her take her cherry!” I gasped. “Kendall, resist!” “Get off of me!” Kendall gasped and thrashed. “Really?” Sasha moaned and sat up while Mrs. Solomon and Ms. Lyon, Kendall's mother, broke from their own embrace. They rushed at Sasha as she sat up. “You're really cock-blocking me, Chloe.” “She's for Mildred!” I clutched the two boxes of Hawaiian pizza, my appetite evaporating. Mrs. Solomon and Ms. Lyon seized Sasha. Brassy-brown hair swished about the twenty-year-old futa's head as the two mature beauties pulled her back. Kendall sat up and glared at Sasha. My fellow futa shook her head. “I'm not going to fuck her if she doesn't want me to,” Sasha muttered. “You can let me go.” “Ms. Chloe?” asked Ms. Lyon. The Black woman gave me a questioning look. “Hold onto her,” I said. “Why would you want to deny Mildred the chance to pop her cherry? Don't you think she's the most amazing futa in the world?” “Er, yeah, of course,” Sasha said. She gave a laugh. “I just got carried away.” I gave her a suspicious look. “When did you get your panties? I thought Mildred gave me the first pair.” “Yeah, it was after you left. I mean, how else did I know to come here?” She flashed me this smile. It looked innocent, but... Sasha was kind of a prankster in the neighborhood. She got into trouble a lot. “She thought the boy shorts were perfect for me, and so she made me into a futa.” I glanced down at her girl-dick thrusting from her crotch, her hairless balls swinging beneath them. She did have one. And the panties. “But you knew that Kendall was for Mildred, and you tried to take her cherry. Aren't you under Mildred's mind-control like I am?” “Yep.” Sasha nodded. “Totally am. So, let's have some Hawaiian pizza. It's my favorite.” She was lying. I set the pizza boxes down, so angry with her. I looked around and spotted my phone. I grabbed it off the end table and sent a text to my mom. “Sasha Ford is a futa and has her own mind-control panties. Did Mildred give them to her?” “So, you going to let me go?” Sasha asked. “Maybe,” I said. “Let me just hear back from Mildred. I don't trust you. You're up to something. You pretended to be under my mind-control powers, you're lying about loving Hawaiian pizza, and you tried to steal Mildred's cherry.” Kendall nodded. Sasha's face fell. Then she thrashed in the grip of the two MILF's. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mildred Dean “So, where should we go for dinner?” I asked now that I was dressed. So was everyone else. Elouise, the reverend's lesbian wife (I had given her some naughty commands), gave a thoughtful look. Her daughter, Christabella, jumped in place, looking excited like she had an idea. Mrs. Quick, the blonde wife I'd been having so much fun with today, pulled out her phone. “You have an idea, don't you?” I asked the nineteen-year-old girl. “Damsels and Knights!” she gushed. “The medieval restaurant.” Her mother rolled her eyes. “It's her favorite. She likes dressing up as a medieval lady and going there. They aren't open on weekdays, honey.” “Oh, right,” she said, her face falling. She was cute. Just adorable. A nineteen-year-old hottie with curly, brown hair falling around her freckled face. She pushed up her glasses. She looked a lot like her blonde mother. “How about we go to Giovanni,” said Elouise. “They have great pasta.” “Isn't that a little heavy?” I asked, rubbing at my stomach. “We're going to get back to fucking after dinner.” “The Searhouse?” suggested Christabella. “Get some steak. The waitresses wear those cute, country-style uniforms. Jean skirts and straw hats and such.” “That sounds fun,” I said, grinning. “What do you think, Dianne.” I turned to the busty, blonde MILF. Mrs. Quick's brow had knitted together. She looked up and said, “Um, did you give a pair of mind-controlling panties to Sasha Ford?” “No,” I said. “Why?” “Chloe just texted me to ask if you had.” A chill ran through me. “What, did she steal a pair out of my house?” How could she even know? “And who the hell is Sasha Ford?” “She's a young lady who lives across the street from you,” Mrs. Quick said, texting fast on her phone. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sasha Ford I couldn't believe eighteen-year-old Chloe Quick had captured me. This was so lame. That little twerp had figured me out. She was some teeny-bopper idiot. Always talking about makeup channels on YouTube and copying how her older sister, Bryana, dressed. And she had outwitted me. Her phone beeped. Anger flashed over her head. “You stole one of Mildred's panties.” “Yeah,” I said, shrugging. “What you going to do about it.” “I... I...” She looked around and then grabbed her panties from where she'd dropped them. She rushed over at me, the pure-white cloth swaying. Then she shoved it in my face, rubbing the wet garment against me. She smelled good. Nice and spicy. I breathed it in and moaned, “I await your command, Mistress Chloe. What shall this lowly futa do?” “Ooh, why won't this work?” she hissed. “No, no, it totally worked,” I said, rolling my eyes. “You just had to do it a second time.” She glared at me and threw her panties down. Her phone beeped again. She glanced at it and smiled. “They're coming over here. Mildred's going to totally mind-control you.” She wiggled her hips back and forth. “Mildred is so awesome. You'll see. You'll totally be under her panties' spell.” “I just know that must be amazing,” Mrs. Solomon purred. The homewrecker who broke up my parents' marriage sounded so excited to be mind-controlled. They were all crazy. “So you're going to have your two MILFs hold me until Mildred gets here?” I demanded. “Yes!” Chloe studied me. “You've been bad. You know what happens to me when I'm bad?” “Your parents tell you to go to your room and think about how you disappointed them.” I put on a pleading look. “Oh, no, that's so terrible.” “Well...” She faltered. “What they should do is spank me!” “I always spanked Kendall,” Ms. Lyon said. She had a firm grip on my right arm. “And you've been so bad. Trying to take my daughter's virginity. That's Mildred's. Miss Chloe said so.” “I did.” My stomach sank. “Spank me? You can't do that. I'm twenty! I'm not your kid.” “Sure we can,” Ms. Lyon cooed. “If Miss Chloe orders me to do it, I'll gladly spank that pretty, White ass of yours.” Her free hand grabbed my rump and squeezed it. “Say the word, Chloe,” Mrs. Solomon cooed. Her hand grabbed my other butt-cheek. “We'll spank her so hard.” “She's been bad,” Chloe said. “Do it!” “Oh, hell no!” I gasped and thrashed. I squirmed and bucked as they dragged me to the couch and pushed me down on it. My naked breasts rubbed into the cushion. The tip of my dick rubbed against the fabric. A tingle of pleasure shot through me. “This is fucked up, Chloe.” “You were bad,” she answered. “Take your punishment.” Ms. Lyon's hand pulled away from my rump. The air swished. SMACK! I gasped at the stinging pain shooting through my rump. The heat melted down to my pussy. I squirmed there, my nipples rubbing against the fabric. My cunt clenched and futa-dick throbbed from it, girly nuts swaying between my side. “That fucking hurt!” I gasped. “It was supposed to,” Ms. Lyon purred. Then I realized that Mrs. Solomon's hand wasn't on my rump any lon— CRACK! Hers didn't land as hard, but it still hurt. I thrashed on the couch, pinned down by their hands gripping me. My butt-cheeks both throbbed from the impacts. I shuddered, my heart pounding in my chest from the stinging pain creeping over my rump. SMACK! “Fuck!” I groaned. “You really don't have to—” CRACK! “Oh, yes we do,” Ms. Lyon said, her hand leaving a burning swath across my rump. The heat melted down to my pussy. I shuddered and then something clicked in my head when she said, “You've been bad.” “I have been bad,” I moaned in a throaty purr. I rubbed my cheek into the couch, my nipples throbbing. Pussy juices soaked my bush. “I've been such a bad futa. I stole those panties.” SMACK! “Yes, yes, punish me!” I moaned. “Mmm, too sexy MILF's spanking me.” “Are you getting turned on?” Chloe asked. “Aren't you?” I asked. CRACK! The pain swept through me. It was turning me on. It fed this growing ache in me. “Doesn't it make you hard watching these two sexy women spank me, Chloe? God, it makes me hard and wet.” “Well, yeah.” The blonde futa sounded surprised by this. “It is turning me on.” “Mmm, that's because you're a naughty, little slut. But that's okay. It's fun being dirty.” SMACK! “Yes, yes, just like that, Mrs. Solomon!” I wiggled my rump, the pain bleeding across it. “Keep span—” CRACK! I yelped at Ms. Lyon's hard spank. My futa-dick throbbed hard. My girly balls throbbed, full of futa-cum I couldn't wait to unleash. “Mmm, Chloe, look at how wet I am.” “You do look wet,” she moaned. I heard the throaty desire in her voice. “I bet you just want to fuck me.” I wiggled my rump. “Just do it. Drive that futa-cock into me. It'll be so great.” “Yes! Out of the way!” The two MILF's let me go moments before Chloe pounced on me. Her left hand planted on my lower back, pinning me in place. Her cock smacked into my rump. She spanked me with it a few times, the fleshy shaft drumming from my right cheek to my left. The pain swept through me, but I didn't mind. I was getting so turned on now. I wiggled my hips and then groaned as she pressed her dick into my butt-crack. She pressed it down between my asscheeks to my sphincter. “Ooh, you've been bad,” she said, her precum-lubed tip pushing against my asshole. “Yes, yes, sodomize me with that big girl-dick!” I moaned, eager for it. Her cock had felt incredible in my pussy. I bet she'd be amazing in my asshole. Chloe pressed forward, her tip pushing and pushing on my sphincter. I groaned as my asshole stretched. As it did, this amazing heat swept through me. I groaned, squirming in place. My anal ring widened to swallow her thick dick. My nipples throbbed against the couch. The pleasure swept through my body. I groaned as her thick shaft pushed against my surrendering backdoor. That naughty hole resisted for a moment longer before it opened all the way. Her thick cock slid into my bowels. “Oh, fuck!” I gasped as she invaded my anal sheath. “Mmm, yes!” panted Chloe. More and more of her girl-cock slid into my asshole. “This is what you get for being such a bad, bad futa.” “That's right!” I moaned. “Punish me. Ooh, yes, yes, punish me with that big dick. You have to teach me my lesson.” “Right!” she groaned as her girl-dick bottomed out in me. Her balls rested against my taint. Then she drew back. I gasped, my bowels clenching down around her girl-dick. The heat swept through me. It was incredible. I trembled, savoring the bliss. It felt amazing. My bowels clenched around her shaft. More and more of her slid out of me. That big, throbbing shaft then slammed back into my bowels. Her nuts cracked into my taint. Her crotch spanked my aching rump. I groaned, the pain mixing with the rapture of her dick sodomizing my asshole. “Oh, yes, yes, punish me!” I hissed, savoring the mix of pain and pleasure. It was exciting. I bet my bratty sister would love this. Chloe thrust away at me. She fucked her dick into my bowels. My futa-dick drank in the sensation. The ache built at the tip. My pussy grew hot, too. My two different types of orgasm built in me. I would have such a great cum. I looked forward to it as the naughty futa hammered me. She rammed to the hilt in me over and over again. It was incredible. I savored every moment of it. her thrusts plunged faster and faster. She buried into me again and again. “Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, squeezing my asshole around her dick. “Ooh, you're taking your punishment!” Chloe moaned as she enjoyed sodomizing me. The cute girl's hands stroked my back and sides. She made the cutest sounds as she sodomized me. I heard moans and gasps. The other three had fallen into a daisy-chain. Kendall ate out her mother who ate out Mrs. Solomon who completed the circle of naughty cunt lapping. I groaned, loving it. This was perfect. Just what I needed. I clenched my bowels down around on Chloe's dick. She squealed in pleasure at the increased friction. She thrust harder, increasing my own bliss. The rapture danced through me. This amazing ecstasy that would explode out of me. I would have such a great orgasm on her girl-cock. I would cum with such an explosive force. She buried her shaft into me again and again. She plundered my backdoor. I loved it. I smiled as I savored her dick burying into me again and again. “Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned. “Fuck me! Cum in me, Chloe!” “I will!” she gasped. “You feel so good. I love fucking assholes.” “Me, too!” I clenched tight about her futa-cock again. The pleasure swept over me. She buried into me, her crotch spanking my rump. That flare of pain joined the stimulation of her futa-cock pumping away at my bowels. As she pulled back, the friction surged through me. It hit that amazing peak. I came. My bowels writhed around her futa-cock as she buried back into me. My dick erupted. My cum splashed against the side of the couch. My pussy gushed juices that soaked my girl-balls. The rapture and delight swept through me. “Oh, fuck, yes!” I moaned, savoring the rapture and ecstasy surging through me. “Oh, wow, Sasha!” Chloe gasped. “That's so good.” “Cum in me!” I howled as she buried her futa-dick to the hilt in my spasming bowels. She squealed in delight. Hot cum pumped into my bowels. It was such a treat to enjoy. I loved every moment of it. My convulsing asshole milked her cock. She moaned as she pumped me full of her jizz. I hit the peak of my orgasm as her cum spurted over and over in me. I groaned, my thoughts buzzing for a moment longer. Then they cleared. I whimpered as she basted my bowels with her spunk. I turned my head, spotted my panties. Kendall and the MILFs moaned as they daisy-chained, lost to eating each other's pussies. Chloe panted, her final spurts of cum pumping into my bowels. She panted behind me, her futa-cock twitching in my asshole. “Mmm, that's what naughty futas get!” she pronounced and pulled her girl-dick out of me. The moment her dick sprang free, I acted. I burst from the couch, pushing her out of the way. She shouted as she fell on her rump. I snagged my panties off the carpet and rushed towards the front door. “After her!” Chloe shouted. I wrenched open the door and burst outside naked. I didn't care. My legs stretched out. I played softball. I ran all the time. I held nothing back as I raced for the safety of my house. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe Quick I gained my feet as Kendall, Mrs. Solomon, and Ms. Lyon struggled to stand up from their circle of pussy licking. I darted after Sasha. I burst outside and gaped. She was already across the front lawn and racing out into the street. “Stop! Stop!” I shouted and darted naked after the fleeing dickgirl. Sasha crossed the street in a second. She hit the sidewalk and raced past Mr. Solomon's house. By the time I reached the road, my bare feet smacking hard on the sun-warmed asphalt, Sasha had reached her lawn. I gasped as she leaped up onto the porch and then burst into the house. She slammed the front door behind her. “Panties, Miss Chloe!” Ms. Lyon shouted. I turned to see the three of them running after, Kendall at the lead. Ms. Lyon held my white, schoolgirl panties in her hand. I snatched them from her and the four of us ran across the street and down the sidewalk. “We can't let her get away!” I shouted as we charged onto Sasha's front lawn. Grass whipped at my feet. I scrambled up the porch, panting. A stitch formed in my side. I grabbed the doorknob and twisted. It didn't budge. Locked. I pounded on it hard and shouted in frustration. Why didn't my mind-controlling panties work on her? “We can't let her get away!” I shouted. “We have to get inside the house! Look for an open window!” The others moved around the house, looking at windows. I stood on the front porch, panting. This was so bad. She shouldn't steal from Mildred. I had to get those panties back. I couldn't believe I let her escape from the house. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sasha Ford What to do? I could hear Chloe and her mind-controlled sluts searching for a way into my house. A window rattled to my right, Kendall prying at it. Was the backdoor locked? I sprang through the living room, rushed through the kitchen, and reached it. I twisted the lock in time to see Mrs. Solomon moving through the backyard. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I muttered. I gripped my sodden boy shorts in my hand. Mildred would be coming back. She'd have Mrs. Quick with her. She also had Mr. Quick, Bryana, and Chloe's aunt mind-controlled, too. They were just across the street. I only had my mother and sister. “Dad!” I rushed up the stairs, an idea forming in my mind. A hope. We had to get out of here before Mildred got back. Maybe Chloe and I couldn't mind-control each other, but Mildred was the source of these powers. She had Chloe under her domination, and I didn't want to end up like that. I wanted to be the top queen. I burst onto the second floor and rushed to the master bedroom. I found my mother and the brat in a wild sixty-nine. Fawn, my little sister, was on top of our mother, face buried in mommy snatch. They feasted on each other with hunger. “Let's go!” I shouted. “Mom, grab your car keys. Get your phone. We're leaving. Heading to Dad's place.” “Right!” Fawn shouted and burst off of Mom. She scrambled off the bed and raced out of the room past me. “Where are you going?” I asked as she streaked past the stairs and headed into her room. “You told me to grab my phone,” she said. I meant that just for Mom, but whatever. Mom grabbed her phone and stood up. Then she grabbed her purse and looked inside. She plucked out her keys and dropped her purse. She headed for the door. “Wait, purse, too,” I said. “Have your wallet.” Should I get them clothed? How long would we have before they started breaking windows? Fuck clothes, I had my panties. If a cop pulled us over, he'd become my bitch. And if it was a female cop, well, she'd really become my bitch. My futa-dick throbbed at that, this naughty thrill racing through me. I darted ahead, Mom and my sister following me down the stairs. “No stopping unless I tell you,” I said. “Okay, Mom.” “Right,” she said. I reached the first floor, rounded the stairs, and rushed for the garage. Someone rattled another window. I burst into the garage. There was a shout outside, the words muffled. The vehicle's lights flicked on, illuminating Mom's gray Dodge Caravan. The lights flashed as the doors unlocked. I ran around and hopped into the passenger seat. Mom gained the driver seat and jammed the key, which was the end of her remote and not a real metal key. It worked off a chip. She turned it to start the engine while my little sister hopped in the back seat. “Let's go see Dad!” she cheered. Mom hit the garage door remote clipped to her sun visor. It clanged open. So slowly. My stomach churned as she put it in reverse. She peered behind her, looking so calm. Ms. Lyon appeared in the driveway, waving her hands to get us to stop. Mom just hit the accelerator and then the van rocketed off at the Black woman. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chloe Quick “They're going for the garage,” I shouted, spotting Sasha, her mother, and sister through the window all heading naked. “Don't let them escape!” I burst around the house, Ms. Lyon ahead of me. The sound of the garage door whirring open echoed through the neighborhood. I grinned as Ms. Lyon reached the driveway. She waved her arms, blocking them. “Got you!” I hissed in triumph as the garage doors clattered up. The gray minivan backed up right at Ms. Lyon. I waited for the minivan to come to halt. It didn't. I gasped, realizing that Sasha wasn't stopping. Worse, Ms. Lyon wasn't moving out of the way. Didn't she see the vehicle heading right for her? Why didn't she move...? “Get clear!” I shouted. “Move, Ms. Lyon!” She dove to the right. The van hurtled past her as she hit the grass and rolled. My heart beat so fast. Shakes gripped me. I stared in horror at Ms. Lyon getting up. I almost got her killed. My powers had kept her standing in the way. “You okay?” I squeaked, my stomach roiling. “Yeah,” she said and stood up. “But they're getting away.” The minivan raced down the street. “Someone get a car!” I spat. “We have to get after them!” Ms. Lyon rushed to her house to get her car. The minivan turned right and vanished out of the sight. It was a minute before Ms. Lyon's Honda backed out of her garage to come to pick us up. By then, it was too late. We'd lost Sasha. This empty feeling swelled in my stomach. I'd have to tell Mildred that we had lost Sasha and the panties. She must have stolen it from Mildred's house. I bit my lip and looked at my women, Ms. Lyon in her car, the rest of us standing naked on the street. People would start to stare at us. For once, I didn't feel like mind-controlling anyone. I clutched my sodden panties in my hand and headed up the street to Mildred's house. I figured that would be the best place to wait for her. My women followed. Luckily, Mildred left her house unlocked. We gathered in the living room. I was too anxious to sit down. I just wanted to run around in circles. I felt like I was waiting for my father to come home and discipline me when I'd been bad. Ooh, next time I saw Sasha, I would spank her so hard. I would personally make her ass glow red. She wouldn't distract me with her sexy talk and her tight asshole. Not one bit. I glanced at my phone, watching the minutes pass, and waited. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sasha Ford “You almost ran her over, Mom,” I said, trembling in the passenger seat. “I know,” Mom said, her face tight. “I'm glad she jumped clear.” “Yeah,” I nodded. We'd just made the right turn from our neighborhood and headed to the first intersection. We'd cross it and head towards the freeway. The light turned yellow. Then red. Mom wasn't slowing. Traffic crossed the intersection as Mom rushed forward to it. She hit the horn, honking it. My jaw dropped. She wasn't going to just run a red light? What was wrong with her. We hurtled towards it, my heart beating. “Mom!” I screeched. “Stop!” “Right!” She jammed on the brake pedal. The tires squealed. The van lurched to the side and came to a stop just at the intersection. White smoke drifted from the side, the scent of burning rubber filling up the car. “Mom?” I gaped at her. “You were going to run the red light.” “Well, you told me not to stop unless you said to.” She gave me this look of confusion. “I was just doing what you said.” “Fuck,” I muttered. “Drive us to dad and obey all the traffic laws, okay.” “That does seem safer,” she said, smiling. “If that's what you want, honey.” I closed my eyes. I really, really had to be careful about what I said. If I told someone to go jump off a bridge, they'd do it. I didn't want that. I just wanted to have the fun of dominating women and fucking them. I didn't want to hurt anyone. The light turned green. The minivan accelerated smoothly ahead. Mom hummed as she turned on the radio. She put it on a station playing eighties classics, her head bobbing along to the music. I was so shaken up, I didn't complain once about having to listen to Flock of Seagulls. “So, what are we going to do at Dad's?” Fawn asked. “Mom is going to apologize for kicking dad out by sucking his cock.” “Yep.” Mom nodded. “I overreacted. It's all that slut Danielle Solomon's fault. I should have been angry at her and not your father.” “That's right. Dad can fuck all the women he wants. Just like me.” As my shock bled away, excitement grew. I didn't like men sexually, but I did love my dad. He was great. Taught me to play baseball. We used to watch every game. He would even take me to one at least once a month. He deserved to enjoy Mom and Fawn just like me. If there was one person in the world I could share things with, it was Dad. Besides, watching Mr. Quick fuck his daughter Bryana on my drone's camera feed had been so hot. And he'd know what to do about Mildred. With his help, I could figure out a way to not have to worry about her power. I just knew Dad would have ideas. He always did. He was just the best. I couldn't wait for us to be a family again. It would be so awesome. I couldn't wait. Sharing my mom and little sister with him would be so hot. We could slide our cocks into their holes, double-fucking them, playing with them. We'd have such a wild time. It would be just so hot to do that to them. I pictured my little sister on her hands and knees as she sucked Dad's cock and I fucked her from behind, just slamming into her pussy. Then we could swap, and she could suck my dick clean while taking Dad's dick. I could pound Mom in the ass while Dad fucked her pussy. She would be sandwiched between us, gasping and moaning as our balls smacked into her flesh and her holes clenched down on our big dicks. She'd scream her head off in delight. I smiled as all these naughty ideas spilled through me. I shuddered, my dick growing hard again. As we pulled on to the freeway, we had an hour's drive ahead of us, I looked over my shoulder and said, “Fawn, get that cute ass up here. I want to feel your butt on my dick.” “Right!” she said and undid her seat belt. “Be careful,” Mom said. “This really isn't safe.” “Fuck safe,” I muttered as my little sister climbed over the center console and ended up before me. I pushed back my seat all the way, my cock thrusting up hard before her. She shifted into place and then sank her rump down. I groaned as her butt-cheek nudged into my dick. Her silky flesh caressed it. she shifted over some, guiding my tip to her crack. “Mmm, let's get that in my butt,” Fawn moaned, shifting as Mom drove us down the freeway, changing lanes to get in the HOV lane on the far right side. “There we are.” Fawn's asshole pressed against my cock. The car hit a bump. She gasped and fell backward. In a second, my cock buried to the hilt in her tight, hot bowels. I groaned as I felt her all around me, engulfing me. “Fuck!” I gasped. “Shit!” Fawn moaned. It was so incredible to feel my little sister's asshole around my futa-cock. I hugged my arms around her body and held her against my small tits. She squirmed, her strawberry-blonde hair sweeping about her face and brushing mine. Her bowels clenched around me. The vibrations of the car shifted her around my girl-dick in exciting ways. I savored the delight. My hands slid up to her round breasts and squeezed them tight. I gripped them, kneading them as her bowels clenched about my girl-dick. “Oh, that's so good,” she moaned as she wiggled back and forth. “Mmm, you got a really big dick, you know that?” “Glad you're liking it,” I muttered, my dick throbbing in her asshole. “Loving it!” she moaned. I nuzzled into her strawberry-blonde hair to kiss at my little sister's neck. I nibbled and sucked on her, so eager to give her a hickey. She moaned and squirmed, her bowels squeezing about my throbbing futa-dick as she did. I kneaded her tits, loving the feel of her squirming on me. She felt so incredible. My fingers slid up her perky tits to their pinnacles. I grasped her nipples. Pinched them. Twisted them. Her bowels clenched down around me. I reveled in that hot and velvety embrace, the ache building at the tip of my cock. My balls brimmed with a load of cum that would burst out of me. This exciting explosion of delight that would consume me. Her asshole squeezed about my futa-dick as she bucked and squirmed on the seat. Her moans echoed through the air. “Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped. “Ooh, Mistress, I like that. I like that a lot!” “Are you going to make me cum with that tight asshole of yours?” “Yes!” she squealed. “I'm going to make you cum so hard. You're going to pump so much spunk into my asshole. It'll be wonderful.” “Good!” I sucked harder on her neck as she squirmed. Her butt-cheeks felt so wonderful on my crotch. Juices leaked out of her. They dribbled down her taint to my cock buried in her asshole. They leaked down to my balls. They felt so wonderful on me. I groaned, loving the feel of her excitement slowly drenching my nutsack. I slid my right hand down her stomach to investigate her juicy pussy. I brushed her naval, pausing to swirl my digit around in her bellybutton. She squealed and bucked on me. Her moans echoed through the car. “You two are having so much fun,” Mom said. “Makes me wish I didn't have to drive.” “You're going to have plenty of fun when we get to Dad's,” I promised her, my dick throbbing in my sister's bowels. “Yes, yes, yes!” gasped Fawn. “We're going to have a blast!” I grinned and shoved my hand down to her shaved pussy. I cupped her hot flesh. I rubbed at my little sister's twat. Her juices coated my fingers. She moaned and clenched her bowels around my futa-dick. The friction transformed into the bliss that bled down my cock to my own pussy. I explored my little sister's pussy lips. I felt her labia. Stroked up to her clit. She moaned and bucked as I diddled her little bud. I rubbed that bud in slow circles. She moaned and shuddered. She squirmed on me, her bowels clenching about my dick. It felt incredible. A heady rush that swept through me. I groaned, savoring it. My fingers thrust into her cunt. She gasped even louder. Her pussy gripped my digits. I felt my own cock through her walls. I wiggled my fingers around in her while the heel of my hand ground on her clit. “Mistress!” she gasped. “Oh, Mistress, yes!” Fawn's moans echoed through the car. They were so excited to hear from my little sister's mouth. I reveled in them as I kept pumping my fingers in and out of her twat. Her juices coated them. Her hot flesh gripped them. Her hair tossed more. She bucked on my lap, sliding her asshole an inch or two up my dick before she slammed back down. I drank in the friction, loving it. She grabbed the dashboard, moaning and gasping. “Mistress!” she howled. Her asshole went wild around my dick. Her pussy spasmed around my fingers. “Yes!” I reveled in the feel of her holes going wild. My back arched as her bowels sucked at my dick. Her hot and velvety tunnel massaged my cock. The pleasure rose and rose towards the pinnacle of exploding out of me. I thrust my fingers in and out of her climaxing twat, reveling in the feel of her. Her moans screeched through the car. Her asshole kept rippling about me. Sucking at me. The pressure swelled at the tip of my cock. There was no holding back. “You bratty, little sister, yes!” I hissed. “You're my cum-dumpster!” “Yours!” she moaned. I erupted. My futa-cock unloaded spurt after spurt of cum into her twat. I shuddered, basting her bowels with my futa-seed. My cum rushed out of my balls and fired into the spasming depths of her anal sheath. Her asshole milked me. Sucked at me. “Fuck!” I moaned, my pussy convulsing. I soaked the car seat with my cream gushing out of me. She spasmed on me, cumming with me. Her juices soaked my balls as I unloaded all my futa-cum into her. I basted her. I filled her to the brim with my spunk. My eyes fluttered. I sucked in such deep breaths. “Mistress!” my little sister moaned as she wrung my futa-dick dry. My girl-balls dumped the last of my spunk into her bowels. “Ooh, this is the best way to ride in a car.” “Yes!” I groaned and leaned back. That killed about twenty minutes of the drive to Dad's. I smiled, feeling her asshole still around my cock. That wonderful sheath would make me feel amazing the entire way there. I hugged her tight to me, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the perks my stolen panties had given me. “Let's do some ass to pussy,” I told my sister. “Doesn't that sound just like the nastiest and kinkiest thing that we can do?” My little sister squeezed her bowels around my cock. “Yes, Mistress! I want that so much! Let me use my pussy to wash your dick clean! Ooh, yes, that'll be hot!” “Yes, it will,” I groaned, loving her enthusiasm. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mildred Dean I drove as fast as I could back to my house, my stomach squirming. Had the mysterious P given out more panties than just to me, or had Sasha Ford stolen a pair from me. I should have three more pairs of panties in my closet. It took twenty minutes to rush across the town from the suburb where Elouise lived. She and her daughter sat in the backseat, Mrs. Quick in the passenger seat beside me. I hated feeling this way. The anxiety that had made me terrified to try out to new places, to do much more than to go to church and work, rose in me. My futa-dick had liberated me from these feelings. Now they were coming back. I hated it. I didn't want to be that way again. Weak and helpless. I gripped my steering wheel in a sweaty grip and made the last turn. I drove down the street I lived on. I passed the Quicks' house and then reached my own. “That's Sasha's house,” Mrs. Quick said, pointing to the one across the street from mine. The garage door was open. “How could she know about them?” I muttered as I turned into my driveway. I hit the button on my sun visor. My garage door clattered open. “I have no idea,” Mrs. Quick said. “But Sasha Ford is a brat. She's always causing problems. Likes to spy through windows. She's a tomboy, so she was always climbing over fences into people's backyards. Never liked that my daughter, Bryana, was friends with her.” “Did Bryana tell her?” I wondered. “But how would she know there were these panties?” “Maybe Chloe?” suggested Mrs. Quick as I parked my car in the garage. The door rumbled close behind us. “You did send her out to have fun.” I sighed. Chloe was such a bright and trusting girl. “Yeah, that might be it.” I climbed out of my car and rushed around it. I burst into the living room. Chloe and three others were naked in there. I hardly glanced at them, ignoring Chloe's cry of my name, and ran for the stairs. I raced up them two at a time. I burst onto the second floor and rushed for my bedroom door. Already my stomach sank. My louvered closet door was open, the lid of a clothing box lying on the ground. I reached it and sighed. Sasha Ford had stolen one pair from me. I grabbed the other two boxes. I opened them. The first contained a pair of black satin panties that were cut high on the waist. An elegant pair of panties. The other was black with red lace and no crotch. I already knew who I wanted to give this pair to. “The boy shorts,” I muttered. They were perfect for a tomboy, weren't they? But Sasha wasn't under my mind-control powers. I sighed and headed downstairs where everyone was waiting. Mrs. Quick was introducing Elouise and her daughter to the three I didn't know, though I recognized the busty, tan woman as the trophy wife who lived in the house next door to Sasha's. “You must be Mildred,” the busty woman said and rushed to me. She hugged me. “Young Chloe has told me all about you!” “Yeah,” I said, this rush of heat rippling through me. “You're the woman who lives next to Sasha.” “That nasty brat,” hissed the woman. “She blames me for her parents getting a divorce. It's not my fault her father couldn't say no to me.” “I knew it!” Mrs. Quick said. “And what about my husband? Have you ever fucked her, Danielle?” “No.” Danielle pulled from me, her large tits swaying. “But not from lack of trying. You really stepped up your game, Dianne. You must have been giving it to him that pussy left and right for him to turn me down.” “I was,” said Mrs. Quick. She was already naked. So was Elouise and young Christabella. The reverend's wife had her hand on the Black girl's hip, pale skin contrasting with the mocha-brown look. She wasn't as dark as the other woman I didn't know. “This is Ms. Lyon,” Chloe said, introducing the Black woman. “And I nailed Mrs. Solomon, too,” the girl added, motioning to the brunette and busty Danielle. “I stole her from her husband and made her mine. Then I made her fall in love with Ms. Lyon on accident.” “We're getting married,” Ms. Lyon said. She came up beside Danielle and thrust her hand forward. “Hi, I'm Alesha. I've heard so much about you. I'm so eager to get to know you.” I nodded, my eyes flicking up her dark body. She looked so sexy pressed up against Danielle's busty form. The two were just scrumptious together. My cock throbbed and ached as this wicked smile swelled up my lips. “Well, Chloe, you were busy,” I said. “I was.” Then her expression fell. “Sorry for letting Sasha escape. She tricked me. She got me to fuck her ass and after I came in her...” The girl gave a helpless shrug. I listened to her talking about what had happened. This would be a problem. Worse, I didn't even know if my panties would work on Sasha or not. This was just a mess. I sighed and looked around the room. “So, any idea where she went?” I asked. “No,” Chloe said. “She could have gone anywhere, right?” “Maybe her father's house,” said Mrs. Quick. “They were always close.” “Okay, and where does he live?” Chloe shifted and Mrs. Quick gave a helpless shrug. She then shot Danielle a questioning, almost accusatory, glance. The tanned beauty said, “What? I fucked him a few times around the neighborhood. I had no interest in having a relationship with him. It's his own fault for letting his wife find out. Tabitha is a real uptight bitch.” Mrs. Quick shook her head in complete disagreement. “Tabitha is a wonderful woman. She had every right to kick him to the curb for cheating on her. He ran off.” “Ran off to where?” I asked. “I think he lives an hour or more away.” “Great,” I muttered. “How did she even know about this? Did you tell her, Chloe?” Chloe shook her head. “I just saw her playing with her drone when I went...” She groaned. “She had a drone with a camera on it. I bet she was spying on us.” Chloe glanced at the window. “I thought I saw something out there, but we were having so much fun.” “That sounds like Sasha,” Mrs. Quick said. “Well, that really, really sucks.” I drew in a deep breath. “Now what?” “Well...” Chloe grabbed the Black girl from Elouise, the reverend's wife yelping in annoyance, and dragged the girl before me. She had small tits like Chloe and a cute body. “This is Kendall. She's a virgin. I kept Sasha from popping her cherry. That's how I figured out she was a spy. No one who thought you were the best would ever have taken this treat from you.” My futa-cock throbbed and ached. I stared at Kendall as this ripple of hunger shot through me. I wiggled my hips back and forth, my girl-dick throbbing and aching. I flicked my gaze up and down her sexy body. “So... you're a virgin?” She nodded. “Chloe wants you to have it. And that sounds amazing.” She grabbed my futa-cock through my skirt. “Please, please say that you'll pop my cherry and make me explode. I promise you that it'll be the best experience of your life. You'll be gasping and cumming and feeling so great your blood will boil. My futa-dick lurched in my panties. My pussy clenched and my girl-balls swelled with a load of cum. Sasha Ford was out there, causing problems, but she'd have to wait until we could figure out what to do about her. And until then... “Strip me,” I moaned. To be continued...

PREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITION What is it that causes my lord to smack his chops in that wanton, lecherous manner, as he is sauntering up and down Bond Street, with his glass in hand, to watch the ladies getting in and out of their carriages? And what is it that draws together such vast crowds of the holiday gentry at Easter and Whitsuntide to see the merry rose-faced lassies running down the hill in Greenwich Park? What is it that causes such a roar of laughter when a merry girl happens to overset in her career and kick her heels in the air? Lastly, as the parsons all say, what is it that makes the theatrical ballet so popular? There is a magic in the sight of a female leg, which is hardly in the power of mere language to describe, to be conceived it must be felt. Most of my readers will be acquainted with experience with that magic which emanates from the sight of a pretty leg, a delicate ankle, and a well-proportioned calf. Your editor never sees a pretty leg but feels certain unutterable emotions within him, which as the poet puts it: ‘Should some fair youth, the charming sight explore, In rapture, he’ll gaze, and wish for something more!’ The Editor of The Oyster Thus in the zenith of my lust I reign; I eat to swive, and swive to eat again; Let other monarchs, who their scepters bear To keep their subjects less in love than fear Be salves to crowns, my nation shall be free; My pintle only shall my scepter be, My laws shall act more pleasure than command, And with my prick, I’ll govern all the land. Bolloxinion, King of Sodom or The Quintessence of Debauchery The Earl of Rochester (1647-1680) WHEN EVEN now I awaken in the still darkness of the night with a sudden start that appears to possess no apparent physical origin, when I am driven mad with passion and feel my hands stealing down to caress my ramrod-hard pego, then I know that the sweet dreams fast vanishing, alas, into the shelter of oblivion must have contained at least a fragment of fantasy about my darling Lucy, or one of the other young ladies who helped make my formative years so pleasurable during those dear days almost beyond recall. I refer, my friendly reader, to the times spent as a schoolboy at the Nottsgrove Academy for Young Gentlemen situated near the pleasant hamlet of Arkley, deep in the wilds of rural Hertfordshire. Perhaps my first essay upon the delights of studying at that most progressive academy, penned for a previous issue of our esteemed journal, is not unknown to you. (See The Pearl, Volume 3.) Though the years have passed by, the pictures of Lucy will never vanish from my brain: her dear face next to mine, close enough for me to see her lips parting with desire; her ripe body touching mine, setting me on fire with carnal yearnings, clasping me with pleading urgency. Ah, sweet recollections of lying naked on crushed and rumpled sheets, watching the early morning sunlight caress my sated, sleeping lover, listening to the muted sounds beyond the boudoir as the countryside wakes to another morn. Alas, often when old men meet together, many are full of woes. They hanker still for the joys of youth, remembering how in their spring years they would be sport themselves with wine, women and song, all hours of the day and night. Now, in the autumn of their time upon this planet, they think it is a great deprivation that those times are way behind them. Life was good then, they moan, whereas now they feel that they hardly live at all. I do not agree with this pessimistic outlook, for old age has the advantage of offering more time for contemplation and relaxation. I look back with much enjoyment upon my memories of a boisterous youth and utterly refuse to allow my old age to be crabbed, for my recollections are to me as a fine summer’s day of much sunshine and few clouds. One further word before I open my store of the times that have passed. Hopefully, we shall see the day when science and not theology will become the arbiter of personal morality; when pure reason, unfettered by the bumbling antics of well-meaning but ignorant clergymen, bound and limited by the dogmas of preconception, will seek and find sane and sensible standards of civilized conduct between the sexes. For I hold that there is no distinction to be found between the sexual needs of the married and unmarried, as a young man’s passion does not suddenly awaken at the moment of his betrothal. Nor are the desires of a widow permanently extinguished upon the death of her spouse. The number of predatory widows in London Society is proof enough, and the names of such ladies may be omitted here as they are well-known to all the many gentlemen who frequent the salons of Belgravia and Mayfair. So Lady Cecilia A-and Mrs. Hester S-may, with others of their ilk, rest easy, as I do not propose revealing their secret lives in this manu***********. Fortunately, our century has produced, an abundance of publications proclaiming the delights of the body in all its forms. And now I offer my own journey down the lane of memory as a humble addition to those other memoirs penned by that group of lusty scribes who have built up such a fine stock of gallant literature. Finally, I would add only this-no apology will be forthcoming from me for putting into print this highly charged erotic narrative, as I feel assured that every devotee of voluptuous reading will derive as much, or hopefully, even more, pleasure than that afforded your humble author in the writing of this epistle. I would like to thank my old friend and mentor Sir Lionel T-, himself an Old Nottsgrovian, for allowing me the use of his fine library to compose this work, and I end this prologue with the wise words of Boccaccio: ‘If in my tales there are a few words rather freer than suits the prudes, who weigh words more than deeds and take more pains to appear than to be good, I say I should no more be reproved for having written them than other folks are daily reproved for saying ‘hole’. ‘peg’. ‘mortar’. sausage and like things. ‘No corrupt mind ever understands words healthily. And just as such people do not enjoy virtuous words, so the well-disposed cannot be harmed by words somewhat less virtuous, any more than mud can sully sunlight or earthly filth the beauty of the skies.’ **** Those of us fortunate enough to have studied under the wise and caring guidance of Doctor Simon White will always salute the achievements of this remarkable scholar whose main educational aim was to break the shackles that bind us to a false morality. He showed his pupils that in his learned opinion, throughout man’s past, throughout all known civilizations of both East and West, there have always been conflicts between the desires of some and the imposed wills of others. Sometimes, one class has been in a minority, sometimes it has been the other; but the rule holds good and indeed, it seems but only yesterday that I was back in my favorite chair in the prefects’ room at Nottsgrove Academy, listening with the other senior boys to our dear old headmaster espousing his theories of philosophy with that characteristic passion and lucidity that were hallmarks of his delivery of a lecture to us. I should say that he encouraged argument and never attempted to indoctrinate us against our wills. But I digress, so I shall take up again the Wands of memory to a day of excitement at Nottsgrove. It was a lazy summer afternoon during my last term at Nottsgrove. The day’s classes had ended and I was busily engaged in deciding what news to pen in my obligatory letter home (no excuses for the absence of such an epistle were ever allowed) when Doctor White entered the hallowed portals of the prefects’ common room to pin up a notice of forthcoming sports fixtures upon the wallboard. After a moment or two, my old friend Pelham Forbes-Mackenzie asked the good doctor some trifling question about a paper on modern philosophy that he was preparing for the summer examination-and of course, this was more than enough to set our much loved and respected old pedagogue on course for yet another lecture about the faults of present-day civilization. ‘My dear old chap,’ he boomed, ‘never forget how we are unchained in body yet still shackled mentally to grossly outdated ideas that make our lives unnecessarily worrisome. But soon, Forbes-Mackenzie, very soon we shall face a climax in this continual struggle between, upon one hand, established authority with its clutch of beliefs and rituals and, upon the other, the soon-to-be-awakened intelligence of the until now uninformed, ignorant masses!’ All conversation in the room ceased, as we knew that the Doctor always enjoyed as large an audience as possible for his little speeches, and I sat back to hear him continue. ‘To deflect the attack on these taboos which will be made when the general education of the common people is completed,’ he announced, ‘I believe that our so-called masters and betters will attempt to reinforce all those rules and regulations (which they themselves often ignore!) in an attempt to hold back the natural flow of self-understanding and enlightenment that mass education will surely bring. ‘It is up to you all, the new leaders of the Empire, to resist these oppressive inroads before they are firmly established as the laws of the land, as unchangeable as those of the Medes and Persians!’ he thundered. ‘Above all, it is in your interests to fight the good fight! I know that you boys think of little else in your hours of free time except for the desirability of fucking a pretty girl. Well, if the new barbarians achieve their ends, all you will ever be able to do is think about it until the time that you may marry!’ When our headmaster was firmly mounted upon his hobbyhorse, it took a great deal of energy to persuade him to dismount! Of course, those readers who have perused my previous recollections of life at Nottsgrove will recall that we fortunate boys who studied under his care were given a most pleasing row across the sexual Rubicon by the doctor’s young niece, Lucy, and by other young ladies of her acquaintance all, of course, to further Doctor White’s belief in freedom in all social and personal relationships. However, to return to that particular afternoon, Pelham turned to me after the Doctor had finally swept out of the room after finishing his oration and said: ‘Andrew, my old chap, I believe that in your case, our headmaster has translated principle into practice as far as relations with the fair sex are concerned?’ ‘This is so,’ I replied carefully. ‘I received my first lesson from Lucy some ten days ago.’ ‘That’s damned unfair,’ complained my friend. ‘I have yet to fuck my first girl and I am only three months younger than you.’ ‘Well, that is something you should perhaps speak about to a higher authority than I, for it is up to Doctor White to decide when a fellow is ready to lose his virginity,’ I said, trying very hard to keep any note of gloating or superiority from my voice. Pelham was a hot-tempered chap and easily angered, but his temper was short and not malignant. His name, of course, may not be totally unfamiliar to readers of this chronicle as he later made a great name for himself in the 13th Hussars in India and later in Canada. A very striking and commanding figure-even as a youth, he possessed a strong, determined face-and as we will later find out, an equally determined pego! But while he had a fierce exterior, there lay behind it a warm and kindly heart, and I never knew a better friend, so I had no desire to upset his injured sensibilities any further as he furrowed his brow in anger. ‘I do think it is time for my turn now!’ he said crossly. I urged him to speak to Doctor White whose administration, it must be admitted, could be a little slipshod if truth be told, as his memory was cluttered with so many matters to which he had to give his fullest attention. Thankfully, he accepted my advice and marched off directly to tackle the headmaster directly as to why he was still waiting for his first encounter in Part defaire Vamour. Later that evening, only half an hour or so before lights-out, one of the doctor’s house-servants knocked upon the door of my study and announced that the headmaster wished to see me immediately. It was a warm July night and I was dressed only in a shirt and trousers and, as the matter seemed of such prime urgency, I slipped on a jacket and followed the man to the door of Dr. White’s private domain. I knew he would forgive my omission of a waistcoat and tie, as punctuality was a virtue he prized highly. It occurred to me that in all probability my call was in connection with the truly heartfelt plea Pelham had made to Doctor White to be allowed to cross the Rubicon-and indeed, my premonition was soon to be proved absolutely correct. For when I knocked smartly on the door of the headmaster’s private chambers, instead of a deep, somewhat gruff voice commanding me to enter, there was a soft sound of a muffled little giggle. Instantly I knew that the little minx Lucy was behind the door waiting for me-possibly alone, but more probably with Pelham, as she had used my services before to demonstrate the art of fucking to newcomers to the sport. Without further ado I opened the door and, as I had expected, there was the pretty little filly attired simply in a light blue cotton robe that she was very fond of wearing, especially as it had been a birthday gift from Doctor White. It was a wide, sweeping garment with ruffles, held together only by a blue sash of the same material. From underneath, the intoxicating aroma of her luscious young body poured out, mingling subtly with the French perfume I knew that she had dabbed between her bare breasts. And there, standing forlornly, without a stitch of clothing to his name, was poor Pelham looking a trifle shamefacedly down at the floor. ‘My dear Andrew,’ smiled Lucy. ‘As you can see from the droop of his little pego, your friend is rather nervous. Perhaps he is a little frightened of me. Will you help me put him at his ease?’ ‘We can easily cure this malady, my sweet Lucy, by showing him how to fuck like a gentleman!’ I said, already fired by the stunning beauty of this delicious girl. ‘Those are my sentiments exactly,’ she agreed, and as if by a prearranged mutual signal, we both stepped forward and engaged in a hearty embrace. As we kissed and our mouths opened to receive each other’s tongues, Lucy tugged at the sash of her gown to untie the simple knot. The sash fell to the ground, the gown opened and she stepped out in all her naked glory. She stood before me like a statue crafted by a master sculptor come magically to life. Below the roots of her golden blonde hair, her creamy white skin was of incredible softness. Her beautiful full breasts were as firm and round as two globes; her well-rounded shoulders tapered down into a small waist; her small feet, with delicate ankles, expanded upwards into fine calves, her thighs were full and proportionately made, whilst hanging down between them, forming a perfect veil over the pouting little slit, was a mass of silky blonde hair that contrasted so well with the snowy whiteness of her belly. As we writhed about in each other’s arms, I managed to disengage myself of my clothes and my prick began to leap and prance about between her thighs, seeking an entrance into the hospitable retreat that awaited him. Her breasts rose and fell with the quickening pace of her breathing but I realized that I had to instruct Pelham in the full range of lovemaking. I, therefore, disengaged my mouth from her burning kiss and sank down to my knees, pushing her down onto the carpet. I squeezed those gorgeous orbs and ran my fingers over the stiff, engorged nipples that stood out like taps waiting to be drawn upon, then, as I heard her gasp with pleasure, I buried my face in the thick brush of fluffy pubic hair. I grasped her lovely bottom cheeks as I flashed my tongue round the damp motte. She whimpered as her pussy opened wide and I slipped my probing tongue between the pink sex lips. I felt myself flicking against her stiffening clitty as I licked and licked in long thrusting strokes. Her cunny was now gushing love-juice and as you may well imagine, my young pego was straining at the leash. Lucy moaned with desire and I knew that such a sound heralded her wish to receive me fully. I raised my head and Lucy lay flat on her back on the lush green carpet with her legs spread wide to await the arrival of Mr. Pego. She reached out and grasped my swollen rod, which was now in its prime state of erection. She caressed the throbbing shaft and I knew the time had come to conclude the overture and begin the performance in earnest. I knelt between her sturdy white legs as she handled my prick so gently that I was concerned that I might come in her hands before I had tasted the full delights of her juicy quim. ‘Come now, Andrew,’ she murmured. ‘Let’s show Pelham how to do this exercise properly.’ As she guided my throbbing cock into her moist crack I noticed that Pelham’s thick prick was now swollen upward as he watched Lucy guide my cock into her warm, moist love channel. To hold her creamy buttocks was a sheer delight and to suck her stiff little pink nipples was just too much for me. As soon as Lucy began to massage the underside of my balls I pumped wildly into her eager cunt and she groaned with delight as the gush of my juices sent wave upon wave of erotic energy passing through our bodies. I knew that the delicious girl needed more fucking and that I had to be unselfish and let Pelham have his way with her. I heaved myself off Lucy and, after a questioning glance, Pelham gently lowered himself upon her, his body quivering with anticipation of the joys to come. There was a brief moment before his tight little arse was lowered and Lucy moaned when he finally managed to guide his excited cock into her. Although this was his first fuck, Pelham had a natural understanding of what was required and he did not rush in and out in a mad frenzy but thrust home slowly, then withdrawing and re-entering further. This had the desired effect upon Lucy, who was now in a state of high excitement. Her entire body quivered as she gasped: ‘Oh, lovely, really lovely Pelham, ah, those long powerful strokes and-oh, yes-now, Pelham, now. Make me come! Ram your darling cock into me! Shoot your sperm! Ah!’ Her bottom ground and rolled violently as she clawed Pelham’s back and he grasped her shoulders and began to ride her like a bucking bronco. Her legs slid down, her heels digging into the carpet as she arched her back, working her cunt back and forth against the ramming of Pelham’s thick, glistening tool. The moment was nigh and Pelham sheathed his cock so fully within her that his balls nestled against her chubby bum cheeks. ‘Now, Lucy my little pet,’ he said huskily, ‘Suck it out with your darling slit-every drop.’ He shuddered as powerful squirts of creamy spunk exploded in her, on and on, until the last faint dribblings oozed out as he sank fully down, his weight pinning her to the floor with the last weak pulsings. My own rod was now standing as straight and erect as any Guardsman on duty, and Lucy could see that I was game for a third bout. She smiled at me and motioned me closer. ‘I know what you want, Andrew,’ she whispered. ‘But Pelham’s big prick has made me somewhat sore. Just stay where you are and I will relieve your agony.’ She pulled my aching prick towards her gorgeous lips which opened to receive my red knob. Lucy squirmed away to leave Pelham lying on his own as her lips enveloped my shaft and sank down its length, making me shudder with pleasure. She quickened the movements of her mouth and her right hand snaked down and busily frigged away at her still juicy cunt. All too soon I was forced to whisper to Lucy that I was about to come. She craned her neck forward and forced the entire length of my tool into her throat, her lips almost touching my balls. As I shot off my cream into her hot mouth she cupped my balls in her hand, her buttocks bucking up and down as she transported herself to the very pinnacle of delight. I spent copiously into her mouth and she greedily sucked every last creamy drop from my now shrinking affair. Calm now being restored, I awarded the sweetly flushed girl a loving kiss, caressing her everywhere. Of course, it was now Pelham’s turn to be ready for more fun and games, but Lucy said she was exhausted and needed to rest. ‘Doctor White is dining with Reverend Shackleton tomorrow night,’ she giggled, ‘and I have invited my good friend Amelia Fenland to spend the evening with me. I have a splendid idea. Let us all meet in Doctor White’s bedroom after supper. Shall we say at half-past eight? ‘That sounds wonderful, my darling. That’s all right with you, isn’t it, old man?’ I said, glancing across to Pelham. ‘Oh, yes, most certainly. I would love to-ah-but-ah-does Amelia-” he stammered. ‘Of course, she does, you silly boy,’ laughed Lucy. ‘Amelia hardly has the chance to have a good fucking more than once a month as she lives with her Uncle Jonathan in Totteridge Village, and he is terribly strict and rarely lets her leave the house. So she will be more than ready for the fray. Go to bed now and don’t be tempted to play with yourselves as I want you both in tip-top fettle tomorrow night!’ And with this stern injunction, she kissed us both lightly and stole away back to her rooms. Although she was the good Doctor’s niece, she spent few days in idleness, as she spoke both French and German with great fluency and marked all the foreign language essays of the fourth and fifth form boys. **** We walked back slowly to our studies, but outside the door of the small sanitarium, I heard a rhythmic creaking of bedsprings. I looked across to Pelham who had also heard the noise and we tiptoed to the door which I opened slowly and with care. I held up my hand and motioned Pelham to stay still. The room was dark except for the light of two small candles. Sitting on one of the beds, quite nude, was the gardener’s boy, Jack, a fair-haired youth of about fou***en. And also naked was his companion who was lying on the bed slowly frigging his standing prick as if keeping it in a state ready for use. I peered forward and saw that it was Gilbert Bell, a third-form boy who was supposedly ill with a severe cold. He too was fourteen or fifteen years of age, a tall slender boy whose girlish features had caused him to bear the brunt of much teasing by his classmates. Jack lay down on the bed and began to rub his own prick up and down until it too was in a fine state of erection. He slipped the skin of the shaft down from the red mushroomed head and said to Gilbert, ‘Well, shall we see who can come quicker you or me? Mind you, it would not be a fair contest as you’ve been frigging your prick for at least five minutes already.’ ‘Alright, Jack, on the count of three. One, two, three, go!’ And to my surprise, they began fondling each other’s cocks (fortunately Gilbert was left-handed) and, sure enough, within moments they both began to spend with the first spurtings of white juice shooting out of their pricks like miniature fountains. Pelham was about to speak and no doubt halts the proceedings, but I put my finger to my mouth and motioned him towards the door. When we were back in the corridor and I had shut the sanitarium door, he exclaimed: ‘Why didn’t you let me stop those two dirty beasts?’ ‘Look, we’ve had a jolly time and those two will forget the pleasures of solitary vice once Doctor White introduces them to nice girls like Lucy!’ I said, feeling generous to one and all in anticipation of frolics the next night. ‘Well, I don’t know about that,’ said Pelham with a dubious note to his voice. ‘Live and let live!’ I said cheerily as we strolled back to our studies. ‘Plato believed that punishment brought wisdom,’ remarked Pelham somewhat pompously. ‘Ah yes, and Aristotle viewed it as a kind of medicine,’ I replied gaily. ‘But then Oscar Wilde has written that punishment is often more brutalizing than the crime-which I find difficult to believe,’ said Pelham. ‘I’m not so sure,’ I said thoughtfully. ‘Would it have made any difference if you had swished young Bell! I have grave doubts about that and you remember what Doctor White is always telling us. Mankind’s efforts to enforce conformity in social morality have had a truly disastrous record of failure.’ ‘l suppose so, for it is true that no-one has yet devised a system of punishment that immunizes society from evil or revolt.’ ‘So there you are. Good night, Pelham. I’ve just remembered that there are only morning’s lessons to be slept through tomorrow, as in the afternoon we are playing cricket against the Savages from High Barnet.’ ‘Good night, Andrew. Yes, we can sit and snooze whilst our team thrashes those yokels, and then there is the evening to look forward to. My, I have only one regret.’ ‘What’s that?’ I asked. ‘That Doctor White did not let Lucy initiate me into the arts of love the last term!’ he laughed. I joined in his merriment and we both undressed quickly and prepared for bed. Tomorrow would be a day worth waiting for! **** I will pass over much of the happenings of that day, though I recall well how we eyed the clock frequently, waiting for the tedious hours to pass till the time appointed to meet our partners for the evening’s frolics. Suffice it to say that somehow we managed to pay sufficient attention to our lessons in the morning to escape detention or extra evening preparation. We spent most of the afternoon lolling in the grass watching, as I had forecast, Nottsgrove’s senior cricketers easily vanquish the team of gentlemen farmers from neighboring High Barnet. After a light meal, Pelham and I decided to take a short stroll through nearby Arkley Woods. ‘We should have some fun tonight, old boy,’ I said to Pelham, who looked somewhat thoughtful as we walked towards the quiet of Oaklands Lane. ‘Yes, Andrew, I am looking forward to it tremendously,’ he replied. ‘I am just a little worried that Mr. Priapus will fail me as he did with Lucy.’ I laughed and reassured him that he had little about which to worry. ‘My dear old chap,’ I said, ‘The first time or two you will naturally be nervous, but once you become accomplished, all will be well.’ I could see by the bulge in his breeches that he was already thinking about the joys to come that evening, and I laid my hand on the pulsating swelling. ‘My goodness, Pelham,’ I said. ‘I am sure that your prick is even bigger than mine. Let us compare and see who has the larger.’ Without ado, I opened his trousers and let out his naked red-headed cock which stood in all its manly glory, stiff and hard as marble with the hot blood looking ready to burst from his distended veins. He then pulled out my own not inconsiderable affair which was, as it happened, fractionally shorter in length, which must have given Pelham further confidence for the evening’s entertainment. We handled each other’s tools in an orgy of delight during which I spunked creamy jets of froth onto his hand. I then dropped to my knees and played and sucked his delicious prick till he spent in my mouth with an exclamation of rapture, as I eagerly swallowed every last drop of his copious emission. When we had recovered our serenity we walked back to the school, still pulsating with unsatisfied desire, to await with scarcely concealed impatience the appointed time of half-past eight o’clock. And who could find it in his heart to blame us for wanting to speed the passage of time as the hands of the clock seemed to move so slowly! Ah, the fire of passion that coursed through our youthful bodies is now but an ember, though my torch is still capable of fighting a fire or two! Many a good tune is played upon an old fiddle! CONTINUED -------- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of most of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. The "Other" Classic Victorian Magazine of Erotica. No one wrote erotica better than the Victorians. Classic celebrations of the senses like Fanny Hill, My Secret Life, and Venus in Furs just flowed from their pens. The most celebrated erotic journal of the Victorian era was the justly famous, The Pearl, whose once banned pages introduced many an erotic masterpiece to the world. The Pearl's fame is rivaled only by that of its successor. For, according to the apparently authoritative and comprehensive Introduction by Antoinette Hillman-Straus, when The Pearl went out of business, a new publication rose to fill the gap, The Oyster. Displaying a totally uninhibited and delightfully erotic style, the Oyster was written anonymously and privately distributed. The Oyster was largely forgotten until an obscure edition was rediscovered in the 1980s, in the wake of the success of revived editions of The Pearl. Like its predecessor, the revive Oyster went on to become a bestseller in our time, a classic work whose style and de***********ions are so frank they still have the power to shock and compel 21st-century readers. 4. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting 'The Oyster: The Scandalous Victorian Magazine of Erotica Volume 1.'

Wexford Manor- School for Girls Introduction Wexford Manor was nestled in the mountains away from the sounds, smells and temptations of the city. Originally built as the home for the family of a wealthy railroad tycoon to keep his family safe as he followed the iron horses as they grew across the country in the middle of the 19th century. It became a welcome retreat for the Wexford family as the industrial age expanded the cities and the dangers that came with that growth. Early in the last century the last of the Wexford’s, Lady Emma, willed the estate to a foundation with the goal of turning the house and its grounds into a proper school for girls where societies best could be properly prepared for life among the elite. The school was opened before the Second World War and catered to the wealthy and powerful. Their daughters would be sent to be properly educated so when they graduated they could properly stand next to their families and husbands with grace, charm and a firm understanding of their role in society. The school fulfilled its mission for several decades turning out women of power and grace, many of whom could stand strong on their own but sought to join with other families of power to maintain the status of their elite blood lines. However, as the world changed to a more technological place influence of old money began to lose its power and new blood was emerging among the rich. Along with the new blood came new standards and ideas of what Wexford should be. The school maintained its dignity for years until a series of high profile incidents began to make the leadership begin to rethink its place in the education of the girls placed in its care. The first incident occurred more than twenty years ago and was looked upon as an isolated situation. A daughter of a prominent conservative politician got pregnant while in college and it hit the papers like a storm. Her yearbook pictures from Wexford were pasted over the tabloids giving the school a black eye but did little to lower the trust the parent had in the quality of the education or preparation of their little girls to face life in high society. Recent years have created new worries that caused the parents and board of regents for the school to look very hard at the school and the programs it teaches. Three years ago the graduation classes started to experience an alarming increase in the number of embarrassing and shocking incidents. The number of unwed pregnancies increased to 4 three years ago, to 6 the following year and to 9 last year, a full half of the graduating class that year. Many of the girl’s families were able to shelter the girls from the press but a few each year hit the tabloids and led several families to wonder about the school and its teaching. They asked if Wexford still fit in as a school in this modern age and was their mission still valid in today’s world. Chapter 1 Gail Watson left her faculty apartment at the end of the senior class dormitory and headed across the campus toward the Wexford house. The old homestead of the Wexford family served as the administration building for the academy and housed the offices of the schools deans and the chancellor. She had been called in for a meeting with the chancellor over a topic that has not yet been shared with her. She had only met the chancellor a few times and only talked in depth during her interview for the job as an elementary level teacher almost three years ago when she was fresh out of college. Gail had received her degree in elementary education and was contacted by Wexford Manor at the recommendation of an alumnus of the academy. She was young, cute and definitely did not fit in with the older teachers that made up most of the staff at the school. She still had her youthful figure that she enjoyed showing off in her conservative but form fitting outfits. She was beginning to thinks she made a mistake by coming to the academy to teach as she had few friends until she met the man who would become her husband, the IT specialist Steve Watson. Gail left her new husband to finish unpacking into the apartment assigned by the school to the couple. She was surprised to be placed with the senior girls since she was an elementary teacher and married as well. The school usually assigned the older single more matronly teacher to be the “House Mother” to the older girls. Bring the youngest teacher on the campus by almost 6 years it really surprised Gail to be assigned to mentor the older girls. In addition she got married early in the summer to Steve and the married teachers rarely were placed in charge of a house. It has happened a few times over the recent years as more and more married teachers came to work at the school and the availability of single female teachers was too low to cover all nine dorm floors. The school had a single dorm floor for each class from 4th grade through 12th. The dorms consisted of three buildings each with three floors. There were ten rooms on each floor with 2 girls in each room, a study hall at one end, bathrooms and a lounge with a television that only played what the school deemed to be appropriate and an apartment for the teacher or staff member that watched over the floor at the opposite end of the hall. The maximum class size was capped at 20 due to the space in the dorms and for most classes there was a waiting list to get into the school. Gail was only expecting 14 girls this fall as seniors and hoped the lower numbers would make taking care of the house easier. The girls took care of their own floors including all the cleaning and basic chores. Gail was the house mother for the 4th graders the past two years and found it to be fun and helped keep her busy so far from civilization. She had thought about moving back closer to the city as she missed the company of friends and others her age but when she met Steve her ideas changed. He was a few years older that she was but full of energy and life. She found him to be a great match for her and had an uncanny ability to make her feel good. Gail entered the Wexford house and was met warmly by the receptionist Mrs. Finnegan, an older Irish lady that always seemed to have a smile on her face. She directed Gail to take a seat and called into the chancellor’s office to let him know she was there. A short time later, Mrs. Finnegan directed Gail to a large oak door at the end of the hall way. As Gail approached the door opened and was held open for her by Dean Miller, dean of the students for the grades 9 to 12. Gail did not have much to do with Mr. Miller as her classes were watched over by Dean Roberts who took care of the grades 4-8. Chancellor Grey sat in his large leather chair behind a large mahogany desk. He looked stern and imposing as he motioned Gail to take a seat. Gail began to worry with streams of wild thoughts racing through her head. Were they going to reassign her to teach high school? She was only trained in elementary education and was not prepared to reach any other grades. She looked nervously around the room as Dean Roberts closed the door and took a position standing off to the right behind Chancellor Grey. “Thank you for coming Ms. Hall, or excuse me, Mrs. Watson. Congratulations on your nuptials.” Mr. Grey started “Thank you, sir.” Gail answered “We have asked you here to talk to you about a special project that we feel you may be the right person to facilitate. Let me fill you in on some background information first.” Mr. Grey said firmly. “Wexford Manor has established itself as one of the finest institutions for preparing young ladies to enter the world with class, sophistication, and decorum. It has served those who had sent their children her for the past 75 years very well and, until recently, with great success. Recent years however has led the Regents to review the school and the curriculum to see if it fits the currents needs of the students.” “As you may know there have been several incidents where Wexford graduates have acted in less than proper ways and have resulted in embarrassing results for both the families involved and for Wexford Manor as well. The increase degree in inappropriate activities by the graduates of the academy has led us to look to making changes in the curriculum for a few of our social classes. One team in looking to revamp our coursed on drug and alcohol use and increase our efforts to get our graduates to make commitments to stay away from the pitfalls that come from their use.” Mr. Grey continued. “A second focus is to look at our schools sexual education program. To date that has been a basic course on sexual transmitted disease and reproduction.” “The Board of Regents for the school feels that the course work for the school in this area needs to be broader to help the girls assimilate better into the world after school and avoid the pitfalls that come from the lack of experience in these areas.” Mr. Gray added obviously nervous about the direction the topic was taking him. “Do you think you could help us in this area?” Gail took in what he said and failed to see how she could help. “Do you want me to be on a committee to review our Sex Ed classes? I guess I can help with that. It is not my area of study but I am willing to help the school in any way I can.” Gail replied Dean Roberts stepped forward. “Mrs. Watson, we would like you to create a new curriculum for the Sex Ed classes. We hope that your background in secular education in both high school and college may help to identify what the girls truly need to enter the world and avoid the embarrassing situations that plague our recent graduating classes. We have had 19 girls in the past three years get pregnant within 9 months of leaving Wexford. This indicated they leave here without the basic understanding of their bodies and how to properly respond to the pressures that come with the freedoms of college life.” Dean Roberts said “We need you to get to know the girls and figure out what they need to be successful after they are out of Wexford Manor. You will have until the last quarter of the school year to create your curriculum for the class. You can submit any needs for materials directly to me or Chancellor Grey. We could like to see an outline of where you see this going within the next month but we hope you can help us to find a way to better prepare the girls for the future.” Dean Roberts added. Gail sat back and pondered what the two men had said. Nineteen girls pregnant in the past three years is almost a third of the entire class. Are the girls that careless or lazy to allow that to happen? Gail now understood why she was with the senior class of girls. It gave her a chance to get to know them so she could better tailor the class to their needs. “I guess I could work on this for you. I hate to think of that many girls getting into trouble and knowing that we could do something about it with one class.” Gail replied “That is our view as well. We want the course to be on safe sex education. You can draw on your own experience to help identify what the girls need to enter the world and avoid the problems we have seen recently. We are going to ask you to keep this course work between the three of us. It is to remain confidential for as long as we can. I do not think all the faculty would agree with the direction we are taking and we do not need to make waves until necessary.” Chancellor Grey added “Of course sir, I will keep this just between us and I will call to set up an appointment to review my starting outline when I come up with one.” Gail said as she stood and turned to exit the room. Dean Roberts smiled at her as he opened and held the door for her and she headed toward the door. She went down the front steps and onto the lawn toward her dorm wondering how she was going to accomplish this assignment. Chapter 2 Gail returned to her apartment with her mind racing. What kind of class could she make that would meet the requirements that the Chancellor and Dean Roberts has specified? She looked back over her own experiences and she had avoided the problems by being scared by friend’s close calls and avoiding risky situations. That is not to say she was not sexually active. She and her closest friends in high school regularly engaged in sex as part of dating and partying. She learned oral sex early and insisted on condoms when she went further with a boy. Through college Gail was a free spirit enjoying both men and women and used sex as a major form of recreation. She could understand the school girl’s reaction to being free for the first time and the temptations that come from being away from the watchful eyes of their parents or the protective arms of the school. Gail knew from experience how to avoid getting into trouble while having fun. The girls from the school obviously did not gain that knowledge. The more that Gail looked over her life the more she needed to learn about the girls lives to know what to teach them about responsible sex. Gail found Steve hard at work getting their things put away in the right places. She knew she would have to move a lot of things as Steve’s right place may not be hers but that was fine as she finally was able to get settled into a place alone with her man. They had spent of the summer break living with his family as the school decided where to put them. They both had small apartments on the campus but had to put their things in storage for the summer as they were not planning on staying on campus the entire time and the school needed to get the places ready for the new tenants. Gail had four days to enjoy Steve’s company all alone in there one bedroom apartment and she wanted to enjoy all that time fully. Steve notice Gail watching him work from the doorway and went over to her pulling her into his sweaty arms. Gail wrapped her arms around his neck and took a deep breath of his musky manly smell as she reached up to kiss him on the lips. He passionately returned the kiss enjoying the feel of her tongue exploring his mouth as he let his hands roam over her tone tight form. Gail broke free of his kiss and looked deep into his eyes. He knew that look having seen it several times on their honeymoon. They spent a couple weeks at an adult only retreat on a Caribbean island where anything was allowed almost anywhere and that look meant she wanted to do it right now. The look told him that he should get naked now and take her lead. She liked many things and he always enjoyed what her mind envisioned. Steve stepped back and removed his shirt tossing it aside. Gail turned and closed the apartment door and returned her attention to him. He had pulled his shorts off and added them to the pile leaving only his briefs to go. She watched as he pulled his tight white briefs off and left her to admire his nice hard cock, fully erect and waiting for her attention. Gail motioned him to sit on the sofa and watch as she slowly stripped off her clothes she started with her long pencil skirt that she hated to wear but accented her nice round hips nicely. She wore panty hose beneath the skirt as required by dress code for female teachers. She left them on and removed her tight lightweight sweater. Steve smiled and stroked his cock as she slowly pulled off her white camisole leaving her in her panty hose and bra. Gail’s eyes were fixed on Steve’s cock as she removed her bra and she took some time to play with her tits as she watched him stroke his fine example of manhood. He was not the biggest she had ever had but she loved the shape, about 9 inches long with a fairly thick shaft and a big mushroom head that filled her mouth every time she sucked on it. Gail turned her ass toward Steve and hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her hose. She grabbed the panties that she had on under the hose and slowly pealed the garment over her ass and down her legs. She bent over at the waist and pushed her hose to her feet and gently stepped out of each leg. Before standing she ran her fingers over her wet lips that were displayed nicely for her husband who licked his lips as he enjoyed the show. Steve watched as Gail stood up and turned toward him. He loved looking upon her naked body and loved tasting her even more. She motioned him to lie down and then straddled his face with her pussy. 69 was one of his favorite positions and few things turned him on as much as a pretty pussy being presented to him to lick while his cock was being played with at the same time. Gail took hold of Steve’s cock and slowly began to stroke it as her lips lightly kissed his shaft. Gail slipped his large head between her lips and she began to suck on the crown. She could taste the sweat on him and savored the flavor of his meat. She loved to suck cock and had learned early in her high school years how to satisfy a man for a long time and sensing when thing when things were moving too far. She had spent over an hour on their vacation sucking his cock on a beach while other couples watched them marveling at how long he could last. She knew she could make him blow at any time but also know how to get him close and not over the top. In addition if he did happen to release before she is ready he had the wonderful ability to recover amazingly fast. She loves his ability to fuck her over and over and she plans to test his limits in the coming days. Steve’s tongue explored the mound and valleys of Gail’s beautiful, shaved snatch. He loved her smell and taste and enjoyed spending time licking and sucking on her mound. It helped that she loved to be licked and seemed to react positively to almost every touch of his tongue or lips and every probe of his fingers into her tight hole. He loved latching onto her clit and fingering her as she rocks her hips and moans in approval. Gail drove Steve’s cock deeper into her mouth and pushed it against her back of her throat. She loved to tease Steve with a few deep teasers before taking him all the way in. She loved the feel of his hot cock in her throat and knew that he loved the feel of it as well. She won a contest for the holding a cock in her throat the longest at the honeymoon resort when she sucked him in and held in there for almost a minute. They gave her a free dinner for the contest and it was worth the effort. Steve found Gail’s clit and sucked it into her mouth. He pressed two fingers into her pussy and began to pump them in and out. He wanted to feel her climax on his face and he was not going to let her rocking hips deter him. He held onto her ass with his free hand gently rubbing her anus as her moans increased. He knew he was getting to her and she was getting close. He felt his cock enter her throat and he knew she liked what he was doing. The warmth of the throat on his cock was incredible and moved him close to his peak. He wanted to get her off first and began to flick his tongue against her little nub causing her hips to rock even harder. Gail fought the feelings but the pressure was building. She always loved it when a guy played with her ass as he licked her pussy. Most guys ignored her tight hole but Steve had discovered her little love spot and used it regularly to make her squirm. She rocked her hips against his lips as his fingers probed her pussy and ass. She was in heaven on the verge of her first climax of the day. Gail took Steve’s cock deep once more as she tried to hold back the tidal wave that was building inside her body. Suddenly the dam broke and the waves of pleasure flowed through her. Gail released Steve’s cock from her mouth as she let out a loud moan in satisfaction of his good work. Her hips rolled slowly against his lips as the pulsating feelings began to ebb and she came down from her tongue induced high. Softly she returned Steve’s cock to her mouth and began to suck. She pumped him deep into her throat as she worked him toward his climax. It was his turn to feel the pleasure and time for Gail to get her reward, a mouth full of his delightful cream. Gail took Steve’s cock deep into her throat and held it there for several moments before releasing it. She repeated the process over and over feeling Steve’s cock twitch and grow as it moved closer and closer to the desired result. Finally she felt his cock push into her mouth and swell as it released the hot load of sweet cum. She held his cock in her mouth and pumped his shaft to encourage every drop to shoot into her mouth for her to enjoy. Once she had finished cleaning up Steve’s cock Gail climbed off her husband and they both set to work finishing getting the apartment ready. They stayed naked and took frequent breaks to play as they both enjoyed several more orgasms before heading to bed late into the evening. The next few days for Gail would be filled with getting classrooms ready for school start; lesson planning and making sure the dorm is ready for the arrival of the girls. For Steve he had to double check all the schools computers, including the ones that are assigned to each 10-12 grade student. In addition he had several new computers to set up and various communication stations to check. The school had limited internet access through a private network that was highly filtered so it needed regular updating to keep it working smoothly. The preparation needs of the school kept both Gail and Steve busy for the next couple days and they only were able to see each other in the evenings. The two made the most of their time together fucking and sucking in every corner of the apartment as they took full advantage of being married and alone. Gail thought of the special project she and what she needed to do to prepare for the class. As she enjoyed Steve’s cock filling her tight pussy she tried to think of what the girls needed to properly enjoy cock without paying the price of having a little one as a result. Chapter3 The girls began arriving early on the morning before classes were to start. Gail had never paid much attention to the older girls as she dealt mainly with the elementary kids but this senior class was full of very pretty girls. As she thought back she began to realize that the school seemed to draw an abundance of pretty girls. Of the incoming seniors only a couple would be considered plain and none were unattractive. There were a fair share of awkwardness among the class but she could see why they were targets for boys when they left school. What hormone driven boy would not want to hit on any of these girls? Gail thought that she would have to watch out herself as she found several that reminded her of girlfriends she had slept with in college and that brought up memories that got her a little wet. The girls moved in with their parents and unloaded their things. They looked quite different in their regular clothes. At Wexford Manor all the girls wore the same uniform; a red, white and blue plaid skirt that fell to right above the knees, a white button up shirt, white panties, bra (when the girl needed one) and socks plus saddle shoes. This uniform was worn every day everywhere and the only time anything else was allowed was on Saturdays and in the evenings when the girls were in the dorm. Most girls wore the uniform on Saturday’s too just to make things easy. In the evenings the girls were allowed to wear pajamas of their choice and that usually were lounge pants and oversized shirt or a long night shirt. Once they were settled the girls dressed in their uniforms and were able to take their parents to dinner in the dining hall right before all the parents were to leave for home. Gail was surprised at how well behaved and polite the girls were compared to what seniors were at her school. They really seemed to be friends with each other and got along well. Once the parents left Gail invited the girls to her apartment for a little meet and greet ice cream social. The expected 14 girls had all arrived on time as planned. The senior class had lost 4 students whose parents were worried about the recent trends at the school and decided to keep their daughters closer to home for schooling. Out of the 14 there were three who were your typical private school girl type, tall, blonde with full hips and breasts. There were a couple tall skinny blondes and a couple tall thin brunettes. There were 4 short girls all under Gail’s 5’5 height. One looked much younger than the others with a small frame and less developed features. Two of the short girls were more shapely but not large and one had a huge rack but a small ass making her look somewhat lopsided. There was one redhead who was built like Gail’s average size and shape. The remaining girls were average in almost every way. Gail had the girls change before coming for ice cream. She felt it was important to start off the year right and get the girls to know her and Steve. She did not know if they knew he was living here so she wanted to make sure they knew right away. Gail had also prepared a survey for the girls to take to help her with the special course and would give that out before they went back to their rooms for bed. The girls arrived dressed in their night clothes. Most were in lounge pants and long sleeved tops. Two girls, one of the blonde school girl typed and one of the tall thin brunettes work short tight shorts and tight tee shirts. Gail remembered that they were roommates and always seemed to be together. One girl was wearing a tee shirt that barely covered her ass. When she sat her panties were easily visible. She hoped Steve could control himself and not let himself get aroused as he looked on all the young teenage girls. The meet and greet went well. All the girls seem to take a liking to Steve and no one seemed uncomfortable with him around. In face it seemed that a few tried to flirt with him some and he did a good job resisting the advances. Gail knew he would not do anything but still he could show off his desires easily if he let his guard down. At the end of the social Gail presented each girl with the survey she had written. “Girls, this is a survey on the current attitudes among teens. The researcher is trying to get a feel for where teens are in their social development and your input is very valuable. I would like each of you to take some time and privately complete the survey. Use a blue ink pen and print your answers. Do not put your name on the papers as they need to be anonymous. Be honest, as made up answers will not help the researcher at all. The questions can get personal so do them individually. I will be entering your answers into a computer programs and all the responses will be added to others to help find trends where teens are at this time. I ask that you please take this seriously. In the lounge is a box to put the surveys and I will pick it up later.” Gail said as she gave out the instructions for the survey. She only hoped that the girls were as good as they seemed and would follow her directions. The girls left for their rooms with the surveys. Steve took hold of Gail right as the door closed. He told her that he needed her right now as he was about to burst. He lifted her skirt and pulled her panties down as Gail leaned against the back of the door. Steve ran his hand over her mound and found her to be very wet as well. The girls had turned her on as much as they had turned him on. He pulled out his cock and pushed it against her wet hole and into her tight pussy. Gail moaned with pleasure as he began to pump his cock deep into her over and over. It did not take long for Steve to reach his peak and he unloaded into Gail with one last long thrust. She reached back and pulled him deep into her and then told him that he owed her one climax later. Gail went to work cleaning up from the social and waited for the girls to finish the surveys. Gail stayed up late reviewing the girl’s answers. She had formatted the survey to be very personal and blunt. The girls seemed to do her proud in being honest and straightforward with their answers. She mulled over the numbers and decided to talk with Steve on the details of the project. He would have to keep quiet but she felt she needed another opinion on what she was thinking before she moved forward. Steve was sitting on the sofa watching some TV. He had rigged the apartment to allow free access to all the television channels and bypass the schools filters. Gail climbed up on his lap and pulled up her oversized tee shirt so her bare pussy would rub against is crotch. She felt his cock grow inside his long lounge pants and rocked her mound against the growing bulge. Steve rocked his hips up and pushed his pants down enough to free his cock and let it rub directly against Gail’s wet slit. He rested his hands on her hips and joined her in the rocking of hips. “Honey, I want to talk to you about what the chancellor asked me to do but you need to promise to keep this between us.” Gail opened up the conversation as she pressed her wet pussy against his hard cock. “You can count on me to keep it confidential if needed. You know you can trust me.” Steve replied. “Did you know that in the past three years 19 of the graduated senior girls got pregnant in the first 9 months after leaving school?” Gail asked “I had heard of a couple but did not know that many got knocked up.” Steve answered. “Well they have asked me to try to come up with a way to get the numbers down. I know when I left school I was already well versed in most things sexual and actively participated in most. I only know of a couple girls in my high school who got pregnant and they got pregnant early, in there sophomore or junior years. I don’t remember any seniors getting pregnant, we learned from the couple who made mistakes.” Gail started “In college the only girls I know of who got pregnant were one’s who wanted to. They either had some screwed up idea it would lock down a guy or they really wanted a baby. Those who just played with sex, like me, knew how to prevent it and used that knowledge to our benefit.” Gail continued as she reached down and guided Steve’s cock into her pussy. She slowly started rocking back and forth on his stiff member. “I reviewed the survey I gave the girls. It asked them a lot of questions on what they have done and even what they would like to do. About two thirds have kissed a boy, less than a third have let a boy touch them even to second base and only a couple beyond that. A couple admitted to masturbating and only two said they had touched a guys cock. These girls have no real background that could help them once they get out of the school. Two girls said that they had experimented with other girls a couple times and only one said they actually had intercourse and it sounded like it was not a real fuck but rather a quick in and out kind of thing. In addition only one said that they had tried to give a blow job but did not answer the questions on the more detailed information on the event.” Gail said as she rubbed her pussy hard against Steve’s hips forcing his cock even deeper inside her hole. “The chancellor wants me to come up with a course that would teach the girls how to safely enter the post school world and not get pregnant. Every girl answered yes to the question that if the chance came up for them to sleep with a cute guy would they do it if they knew they would not get caught. Every one answered yes that they wished they knew more so they could do more. Every one answered yes that they friends who are currently having sex and enjoying the experience. These girls what to know and try sex and is why they are getting pregnant. They don’t know how to have fun safely and how to satisfy their urges.” Gail added as she lifted her hips and let Steve pump his cock up into her. “To meet the chancellors requirements I would need to teach these girls how to masturbate, maybe using toys, to suck cock and maybe even to do each other. I might even need to get them laid so they will not leave here and jump on the first cock they run into.” Gail said with her breath getting a little short as Steve had started rubbing her clit as he filled her hole with his cock. “I am willing to volunteer to help with that if you need me to.” Steve said with a smile as he rammed his cock home. “I am sure you would. I might even take you up on that if I get approval on my lesson plan. I have to take an outline to the chancellor by the end of the month of what I think the class needs to cover. I hope he doesn’t have a coronary when I show him what I have in mind, or even fire me for suggesting it to him. I think what I have in mind is what is needed and my data backs it up but it still is a radical direction to take.” Gail answered. She quieted down as Steve pumped his cock into her over and over. “I think they have picked the perfect person to teach such a class, my dear. You not only love the school and the girls you love sex and would give the class your all. Once it is done I think you will have created a whole group of little Gail’s to enter the world and put men in their place.” Steve added “Yeah, on their backs, filling the girl’s pussies with their hot cocks and getting them off.” Gail replied as the waves of pleasure moved through her body. She planted a kiss on Steve’s lips and they passionately kissed until Steve unloaded deep inside Gail’s tight pussy. Around teaching her new class of 4th graders Gail spent time pulling her data together and devising her plan to present to the chancellor. It was bold and risky but it looked to her to be the only way to get these sheltered girls up to speed with the world outside before they hit the streets. She wrote up her basic outline and some notes on what she might needs as far as supplies and classroom necessities. After another week of reviewing it with Steve, usually with his cock in her pussy or his tongue on her mound, she finished her initial presentation and was ready to meet with the chancellor. Gail got the appointment for early in the morning before classes were to begin. Even Mrs. Finnegan was not in yet when she knocked on Chancellor Grey’s office door. He was alone this time and after closing the door Gail approached his desk and handed him her presentation. Chancellor Grey took some time reviewing her notes and data. He went over the listing of necessary classes to cover and coughed slightly as he seemed to blush at reading them. Week 1- Basics of Safe Sex Week 2-4- The Art of Self Pleasuring Week 5-7- The Art of Oral Sex, giving and receiving Week 8-9- Safe Sexual Intercourse Week 10-11- Safe Sexual Variations Week 12- Exams and Practical exercises “This looks very comprehensive and detailed. Are you sure you need to get is details to accomplish our goals?” Chancellor Grey asked “You can see from the data that these girls are getting into trouble due to a great desire to participate in these activities but, due to their sheltered upbringing, they are not able to experience. They need practical instruction that most girls get from their friend in school but cannot get here. If you want to attack this problem you need to attack at the real problem, experience. No simple class telling them not to do it will accomplish what this class will do.” Gail said. “I agree with you Mrs. Watson. I do not really want to know the details of what you are going to teach to accomplish these classroom goals. What do you need from me to get ready?” Chancellor Grey replied “I will need a private classroom away from the any prying eyes and possible questions. I will also need to be able to order some things for the class that might not look the best on the books. Is there a way to get a cash account to buy some classroom aids?” Gail asked “I think we can work out something to get you what you need. As far as the room goes on the second floor of the west wing there are several rooms not being used. They would all be empty and available. You can look them over and bet back to me with any needs you have. Thank you for your hard work on this project and I am looking forward to seeing the results of your work.” Chancellor Grey replied Gail left the Chancellors office with a new bounce in her step. She was very proud of her work on the project and was sort of sad that she had to wait over 6 months to start teaching her new subject. Steve was going to be excited too as she fully planned on using him to his fullest whenever needed in the class. She always liked to show off his cock and this was going to be a great chance to do so.

My coworker and I went for drinks after work one evening. After a few drinks he disclosed to me that he was gay. I wasn’t sure before he told me but I had my suspicions. I felt good that he was comfortable enough with me to admit this. After a few more drinks I told him about my hobby being a exhibitionist and having enjoyed being in public parks being seen and caught in the act. I told him about a recent weekend I spent with my brother in a nudist/swingers campground. During the evening many people sat around the parks fire pit. I began to giving my brother head. People ask if we were related, he told them that he was my brother. I also told them the truth. As I continued to sucking him I felt some warm drops on my back and ass! I looked up and a group of guys were beating off around me. I loved this and continued to play with my brothers cock and beatoff a few more cocks. Even women were beating their men over me.. I finished my brother and swallowed in front of the whole group. We had a standing ovation as He and I walked down to the lake to wash all these guys off While He told me that he enjoyed outdoor sexual activity. After a few more drinks he informed of an area where people gather for mostly men go to indulge in their wants for this type of activity. By this time we were pretty lite! I begged him to show me where this place was. He agreed, and we took his car through we shouldn’t of driven for the amount of alcohol we had consumed.We ended up at the state park near my house where I go jogging most days. It was kind of late at night but we parked away away from the entrance and headed in. The moon was full and it was pretty bright. He showed me the entrance to this area. About a quarter mile from the entrance next to a large rock formation there are trees and bushes if you slide between them and the rock formation. There’s a area about ten feet deep and thirty feet long. No one can see into this area from the pathway due to the growth. We were both laughing and enjoying this little game. I asked him do you go and get some action here. He admitted that he comes here and get some head or Mutual masturbation. I laughed and offered him the chance for some mutual masturbation. Come on Tom I’ll give you a hand job right here right now! I began to strip off my clothes, I don’t know about you but I’m horny and Im getting naked and I’m going to masturbate. I got naked and sat down on a rock. My legs were wide open. Ohh shitt Tom get them pants off and get naked like me. OHH fuckkk your serious Hey why the hell-not! he got naked and sat down next to me. I started to finger my self slowly caressing my clit and my other hand slide in to Tom’s lap. He had a huge erection I put my fingers around his cock and started stroking him. He laughed OHH FUCKKK Your not kidding. I stroked him harder and harder. He reached over and played with my pussy saying I haven’t fucked around with one of these in years. I laughed and loved him giving his best shot. I told him to stand, close your eyes and believe I’m your boyfriend . I began to suck him off. He slide down my throat as I knelt in the dirt. Sucking him off I deep throated him several times. I was furiously fingering my pussy He began throbbing in my throat. He withdrew and came all over my face. He grunted fuckkk ohh shitt ! What a fucking mess I was dripping cum from my eyes,chin and even my ear got filled. FUCKKK Tom you covered me I yelled with a big smile on my face. I sat down on the rock still covered in his cum. Well now that was fun wasn’t it. He turns to me and gave me his shirt “wipe your face with this” I did. He stood me up and bent me over with out a word started to place fingers crossed my clit . He was rubbing my clit carefully I was soaking wet all ready. My tits hanging down I gripped my left nipple and pinched it. Spreading my legs wide he slide a finger in to me! I squealed and push my ass back the next thing I know he pushes two more fingers and and I start grunting and moaning! Now I’m fucking his fingers as he finger blasting me. Now he inserts his thumb in my asshole I begin to CUM ! I shake all over my legs go weak! OHH MY FUCKKKING GOD I started squatting and squirting all over his hand. I grab the rockface so I don’t fall. I finally finish my legs soaked my asshole throbbing (shit he has big fingers)I’m covered with sweat and still his cum. Oh shitt Tom your gay you could have fooled me. We both laughed and hugged and got dressed. I’ve enjoyed that area many times. I’ve been there for lunchtime just to get naked and grab a little self simulation. I’ve given hand jobs and just watched and been watched. A few days ago went to the park for my daily jog. It was pouring rain I had a an umbrella and my jogging suit on. I had no underwear on no bra just a light jogging suit. I started the day extraordinarily horny my husband had to leave first thing in the morning so there was no time to get any early morning dick. So I began the day thinking about masturbation I enjoy having my fun in public areas. I oiled and placed my butt plug in place and drove to the park. I fingered my self during the ride. No cars in the parking lot It was light raining I am used myself with the thought that I could get naked and just walk into the park since no one was around but I thought better of that idea.as I got out of the car I opened the Umbrella and kept looking around. Feeling my butt plug rub against my running suit made me wet. I began to speed walk wetter and wetter I got no one was around . The rain increase I unzipped the top and my tits were free and exposed! Loving this little game with my self I looked around with no one in sight I stepped out of my running pants and continued bareass to my destination. About a quarter of a mile away,where men meet behind there and have mutual masturbation oral copulation. I adjusted my umbrella so I could get undressed and keep my clothes fairly dry I sat up upon a rock. I figured no one was around and enjoyed the rain upon me sitting on the rocks. I began pinching my nipples and rubbing my body soaked in the rain. My hands reached my pussy and started playing with my clit ! I was so excited the rain was pouring harder than before! Ohh fuckkk I put two fingers in deep and I was pinching myself hard. With the rain pouring and my fingers making me crazy I began to orgasm. My eyes closed I rocked on that rock squirting All over the place screaming ohh shitt ohh god I finally finished. I opened my eyes and there were two guys in their twenties standing there watching me. The were naked touching each other. They smiled and began holding each other and kissing. One began to give the other oral. I watched for a few minutes and then began to touch my self again they moved closer! Watching them got me goin again.the man receiving the blowjob reached over and Caressed my left boob then slid his hand down my body on to my asscheeks. I kissed him and the other mans hand began to slide up my leg FUCKKK WHAT THE HELL. I’m gonna fool around with both these guys. I had one guy sucking my tonsils out of my mouth, and the other guy on the other side of me massaging my ass. I grab my tonsil sucker tool and it already has a condom on! As I stroke him his cohort has his fingers in my clit and I feel his jacketed cock on my ass. I bent over and started to suck tonsil cock. With My ass in the air the other guy took advantage and began to slide into me. I was being spit roasted by two guys I never met before in the morning rain storm. I felt the throbbing in my throat was I deep throated him. I my fingers on my clit and started to slapping my self as he was slamming me from behind. My legs went limp and shaking as I squirted again. Fuckkk I was going to fall forward he grabbed my hips and and held me up and continued to cum inside of me. I sat there on a rock as they took off their condom both Amazed on how much they came and filled up condoms. The rain slowed down we got dressed and left. It was great!

I remember it well, the spring of 1993. The week that I found out that my husband Albert was cheating on me. That was the last straw and I filed for divorce the very next day. Six years of marriage was now officially over, and I couldn’t wait to get away from my lying cheating now ex-husband. My heels clicked loud and in a rigid rhythm against the sidewalk as I powered myself home to retrieve the last of my belongings. The last four days were exhausting moving all my stuff into my friend Marcy’s apartment, and now after working all day, I was storming home for the last time to complete the move. Albert was in Reno all that week attending a business conference, but when I called his hotel room a young woman that he worked with answered the phone. She didn’t know that Albert was married when she started up with him, so she did me the favor of not telling him that I knew of the affair. Albert wasn’t there when I called so he didn’t know that the jig was up. Hell, he didn’t even know that I was now moving out of the house. Fuck him! Serves him right for cheating on me! We lived in Sacramento, in a condo park in midtown. It was a nice condo but with what we made; we should have already been in our own house by that time. My husband was a software engineer who was paid very well, and I worked as a cashier at an upscale department store. My job required me to wear a uniform, basically a tan jacket, white blouse, and a dark blue business skirt and a pair of sensible heels, which is what I had on as I hurried home to the condo for the last time. I met Albert seven years before that and agreed to move in with him and get married after only a few months of dating. We never bought a car because of some bullshit hangup about the environment that he had, so I walked the half a mile to work every day while he carpooled into his office. He really was a cheap man. I got home and gathered the last of my things and put them into a suitcase and left. I put the keys to the condo in the mailbox with an angry note and a copy of the divorce for him to sign. I was so mad at him. Here I was 34 years old, a faithful wife to him for six years, and he goes and cheats on me with a much younger woman. I found out years later that he cheated on me more than once during our marriage which really made me crazy. It hurt and I just wanted to put my life with him far behind me. I was still in my prime, 5’8” 115 lbs., with long legs and a nice ass. My hair was full and light blonde and went halfway down my back. Marcy was 23 years old, eleven years younger than me. We’d been working together for about 3 years and had gotten very close. We spent a lot of time together in work, and we always took our lunch together. She was pretty, about 5’6”, 125 lbs., and had shoulder-length dark-brown hair. She had a fantastic figure and all the men at the bank and even some of the customers would flirt with her, but she never complied. In fact, I had no clue about her personal life, we just never talked about it. My new home at Marcy’s apartment was in a complex called Dewey Gardens, which was located just outside of Oak Park which was a seedy hood-like area. I took the remainder of my things to the storage area in the laundry building, then walked to Marcy’s apartment. The day was Friday, and Marcy had the Fridays off from the bank. As I got closer to her apartment, I saw her little red Honda Civic parked in the parking lot. I’d never been inside the apartment, just been bringing all my things to the storage unit all week, but Marcy had given me a set of keys. She said that there were two bedrooms, bathroom, kitchen, and a living room. The front door opened into a foyer just before the kitchen and when I entered, I noticed that it was dark and a mess with dishes. I could hear grunting noises coming from further in, so I called out ‘Marcy?’ but didn’t get an answer. I walked into the living room and saw the bathroom down the hall between two rooms which had to be the bedrooms. I walked towards them and when I got there, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Marcy was having sex with a large hulking black man. I ducked my body back from the door and watched them by peeking through the door where the hinges were. It was really shocking. Marcy was on all fours hanging off the corner of bed in the doggy position, and the big black man was fucking her from behind. The guy was huge, and his penis was gargantuan. He was pumping that large black cock completely in and out of Marcy’s vagina and she was losing her mind, screaming, panting, and moaning in extreme pleasure. The guy’s prick had to be at least 10 inches. It looked like a dark black one of those clubs that policemen used to carry. I knew that I shouldn’t be violating their privacy, but at the same time I couldn’t drag my eyes away from what they were seeing. In the three plus years that I’d known Marcy, I never pictured her to be sexual. In fact, because she always rebuffed all the men who would hit on her in work, I thought she was either lesbian or asexual. In and out, in and out, I watched on as the big muscular black man drilled a big hole between my friend’s legs from behind. My own pussy was starting to drench my panties from the sight, and I found myself feeling jealous that it wasn’t me being fucked that hard. I shifted my legs a bit as I stood there, and tried to get my hand down my skirt and into my panties but it was too tight. Suddenly, the man screamed out and then pulled his glistened cock from Marcy’s pussy and she swung around in front of it, and he shot his sperm in ropes directly into Marcy’s face. The man then backed up from the bed, and against the part of the room that I couldn’t see. Then to my surprise ANOTHER naked black man, this one thinner and les muscular but with the same sized cock walked into my view and got on the bed with Marcy. The *new* man pushed Marcy down to her back and raised her legs above his shoulders and he drove his ten inches directly into Marcy’s well fucked and dilated pussy. He pulled back and grabbed both of her ankles with his hands and then fucked my friend mercilessly like he was trying to put her body through the mattress and to the floor. As he boned her hard, Marcy’s eyes disappeared into the back of her head and she got lost in exstacy, moaning, and screaming and thrashing about under this second black man. I couldn’t take anymore and decided that I’d seen enough, so I tiptoed into the other bedroom and quietly shut the door behind me. When I turned around, I jumped in shock to see a THIRD naked black man passed out on the bed. ‘What the hell was going on?’ I asked myself in my head as I stood there silent trying not to wake him. He was a handsome man, a good 6’5” tall, but the most precious thing about him was that his cock was even bigger and wider than the two I’d just seen fucking Marcy. I carefully turned to open the door again but when I did, I knocked a magazine off the dresser to the floor and it made an audible slap on the floor. I nervously bent down to pick it up and when I stood back up with it, I realized that the man on the bed was now awake and staring at me. My eyes left his but stupidly gazed back down at his giant cock which looked like a black boa lying between his legs. It was starting to rise from its lair too, getting bigger and hard before my eyes. “I’m Keyla. Marcy’s friend from work.” I said, trying to break the tension that I was feeling. He was silent though, and my face started getting red, so I turned again to open the door, but he jumped off the bed and put his hand on the door to keep it closed. “Please don’t leave. They call me Roger. Marcy told us that one of her friends was coming to live with us. Sorry to startle you.” “It’s okay I said.” Trying to compose myself from embarrassment. Then the word ‘us’ highlighted out from his words as they processed in my head. ‘What did he mean us? Was more than just Marcy living here?’ I stood there confused and shaking as the big black man stood naked next to me trying to make me feel at ease. “Come on over and sit down and I’ll explain.” He took my hand and pulled me to the bed, and I sat down next to him. His now completely rigid cock was standing at attention in his lap, and I kept staring at it. He noticed my interest as I marveled at his well-endowed penis, so he abandoned his explanation on living arrangements and smiled. “Have you ever seen a penis this big before?” I kept staring at it and shook my head no. Sitting next to him side by side on the bed his cock was so close and so huge it just made me speechless. “Would you like to touch it? You can touch it if you want.” My eyes looked at his face then back to his cock. Without a second thought I brought my left hand up from my lap and with hesitation brought it closer to him. He took my hesitant hand and brought it down to the top of his shaft and circled my fingers around it. It was warm and spongy, but also very rock hard. “Nice huh? Go ahead, you can rub it if you want to.” I didn’t know what was coming over me. It was like I was in a trance. I tightened my fingers a little around it as much as I could. My small hand couldn’t fit completely around it. It was like I was trying to get my fingers around one of those big salamis hanging in the window of a butcher shop. Involuntarily, I started to rub the head and top of his shaft with my hand. I felt it squirm and move by itself as it continued to swell up in my grasp. “Here, get on your knees in front of me and use both of your hands.” He guided me up from the bed and then down in front of him on my knees by my right shoulder. I stared into his eyes as he did, looking for evil intentions but there wasn’t any. I propped myself up on my knees on the floor between his legs. His ginormous cock jutted out from his lap and throbbed in the air only inches from my face. I could feel it’s heat on my cheeks and smell its musky odor as it stung the hairs in my nostrils. With both hands, I began to rub and jerk his foot long cock, making myself hornier and wetter in the process. I jerked him for five minutes in that position, playing with his balls and lubricating his cock skin with the precum that was spewing from his pee hole. Just as I wondered how it would be to taste it, he spoke like he was reading my mind and asked me. “Would you like to put it in your mouth? You can put it in your mouth if you want, I don’t mind.” My heart started to race. My answer should have been no. This whole thing had already crossed a major boundary. But then I thought to myself of how Albert had cheated on me and how I was basically now a free woman so my answer was different than what it should have been. “I’m not sure it will fit in my mouth.” “Oh, it will fit. You might have to work it in, but eventually your mouth will adjust to it. Go ahead and try.” Still hesitant, and a little bit frightened, I brought my lips closer to his crotch with my hands still enclosed around his cock shaft. I jerked it some more as I investigated the pee hole. Then I opened my lips and started to feed the thing into my mouth. He laid back on the bed as I tried desperately to get the head past my lips and onto my tongue. My mouth started watering and I began drooling. I took some of the saliva and tried to lubricate as much of his shaft as I could before trying to get more of it into my mouth on the second try. It took me about eight minutes before I could easily slide my lips over and down the first two inches of it. I sucked him that way for a while, getting more and more of it deeper into my mouth. My jaw started to feel numb, but there wasn’t any pain. After ten minutes I was able to fit four inches of it in and out of my mouth. His cock head punched at the back of my throat each time it went in, and my eyes started filling with water. I was starting to gag on it and was making gagging noises that were filling the room. Roger started breathing heavy, and he sat back up on the bed. Then while I continued to suck him off, he removed my suit jacket then began unbuttoning my blouse. My bra-ed breast then came into view, and Roger started playing with my nipples through my bra. My breasts aren’t big, but they aren’t small either. They are perfect 34C’s and my nipples protrude out when they are stimulated, making them look like pinto beans. I closed my eyes, and continued trying to get his big black banana further down my throat and didn’t realize that he had unfastened and removed my bra and was now fondling my bare tits. I could feel his cock pulsing and my tongue could feel his veins as the pumped more and more blood into his fuck tool. He then lifted me to my feet, and we simultaneously stood up. He pushed my long blonde hair from my eyes then gave me a tongue kiss. My body was tingling all over and my panties were a wet mess. He unfastened my skirt and let it drop to the floor by my ankles. He then lifted my body up in the air by the hips and tossed me down on my back on the bed like I was weightless pillow. He removed my shoes and tossed them on the floor, then started to peel the only piece of clothing left on my body my panties, down and over my thighs. He got them quickly down my legs and off in seconds. I just froze as he next pushed my legs apart and got on his stomach and put his head into my crotch. I could feel his hot breath against my inner thighs as he got into position, then I felt his fingers spreading my pussy lips apart. When he started licking at my clit, I thought I was gonna pass out. He worked his lips and tongue across my piss hole and into my cunt with expertise and I wriggled and moaned in Ecstasy. My mind flooded with pleasure, drenching the only resisting thought which kept asking ‘What are you doing? You don’t know this guy.’ over and over but was ignored. It only took three minutes before I had an orgasm and my body tensed and thrashed about. Roger continued to lick me as my thighs squeezed around his head like a vice or a nutcracker. When I stopped thrashing, with my eyes closed I felt him jump up off the bed. I was helpless and motionless, still in the throes of pleasure before I finally opened my eyes and realized that he was adding a lubricant generously to his large black penis, apparently readying himself for intercourse. Realizing that my pussy could not accommodate such a big cock, I halfheartedly tried to object moaning out my objections as he got himself in place between my legs. “N-no…Please. It won’t. Please…. no. I…. you can’t…” My legs were pushed up and my feet dangled by the heels over his shoulders as he spackled some of the excess lubricant from his cock into my vagina hole. His fingers felt so good that I stopped speaking and resisting. Then he put his bulbous cock head near my pussy lips and started to wedge it in the best that he could. My eyes widened and my mouth fell open as this big black behemoth tried to split me open with his giant meat dagger. “Oh! Ohhh! Oh fuck! It’s so big! It’s so big! It hurts! It’s too big! It’s not gonna fit! Oh, it hurts! Oh god no!” Roger kept cramming and pumping and finally after what seemed like an eternity, I felt my box open wider and accept his cock. He kept pumping it in and out with a steady rhythm getting it deeper and deeper on each thrust. Before long he was stabbing my crotch with his wiry pubic hair and his testicles were slamming at my asshole as he fucked me harder and harder. Then with one motion, Roger pulled his cock out of me and jerked his load across my stomach and tits. We lie there for a while in a tight embrace, and he kissed me a couple of more times before getting up and going into the bathroom. I decided to get up too and check on Marcy. I snuck back to the crack in the door where the hinges are and watched on as the two black men were sandwiching Marcy with a cock in her ass and a cock in her pussy. I couldn’t imagine taking a penis, or anything for that matter, in my asshole. In fact, I never imagined anything in my ass before, but there was Marcy taking a full ten-inch black cock deep into hers and looking like she loved it. I continued to watch on as the two men buried their bones simultaneously deep into Marcy’s body. Both men were ten inches long and huge, but Roger had them both beat though with his twelve-inch monster. Suddenly, Marcy started to scream, and she had a big orgasm. She came so hard that she expelled a thick white secretion that dripped around Charles’ cock as it rammed in and out of her pussy. Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Roger came out and loudly said to me, “Whatcha doin’ Keyla? I was just about to go in and join them. Why don’t you come too?” I turned and looked back into the room and noticed that the fucking had stopped, and everyone was looking directly at me. “Hi Kee! I didn’t know you were here yet. Come on in.”, said Marcy. Before I could answer, Roger directed my body into the room and then shut the door behind us. There we were, two naked white women with three naked black men and just like that, I was about to be a part of an orgy with my good friend from work. Roger gave high fives to both Char and Day and I went and sat on the bed next to Marcy. “Marcy, what’s going on?” Marcy smiled at me broadly. “Oh, I’m sorry Kee. I probably should’ve told you that I shared the apartment with my boyfriend and his friends. This is my boyfriend Dayshon, and these are his two friends Charles and well, from the looks of it you’ve already met Roger. Guys, this is my good friend from work Kee-Kee.” The men returned to the bed area as we talked, and they all shook my hand hello. Char even started to fondle my left breast. “I know it’s a lot to process Kee, but I couldn’t find a good way to explain it all until you got here. This is Roger and Day’s apartment. I moved in with him about a year ago. Char’s been sleeping on the couch.” “So, with the bedrooms and couch already occupied, where did you think I was gonna sleep?” I questioned. “Well, truth be told, I usually take turns sleeping with all the guys in this bed. The other room has been Roger’s and Char mainly sleeps on the couch. But sometimes we all end up in here together. Day and I have an open relationship, and I just figured since you are now divorced, you could just join the fray. Of course, if you are uncomfortable with that…” I looked around at the men’s faces then back to Marcy who was smiling at me. “I mean, you’ve already had sex with Roger, didn’t you?” Before I could answer Roger did it for me. “Yes, we did! She has a tight pussy too. Ol’ Albert must have one of those Shrinky Dinks, because this bitch was like a virgin.” Everyone started to laugh and after a few seconds I smiled and then started laughing too. Truth be told, Al’s dick was a little below average. He measured out only about 5 inches in length, and it was very thin too. You might classify his penis as a little pee-pee, while these men all had giant cocks. Alfred must have been spending all of our money on the women he cheated with because I can’t see any women being blown away having sex with him. In the six years that we were together we probably had sex about fifteen times. Special occasions and anniversaries mostly. And not once in those six years was any time that we had sex anything like with what I just experienced with Roger. Alfred wasn’t a man in that respect. These guys, they were REAL men. The laughing died down and I looked around the room at everyone. Marcy was still smiling at me, and the three men were standing around jerking their cocks trying to stay hard. A rush of calm came over me and I made a big decision. “No. Roger can keep his room and Char can stay on the couch if he likes. I’d like to try these living arrangements out for a while. I’ll ‘join the fray’ as you stated.” Everyone got happy and Marcy gave me a big hug. The three men then joined us on the bed. “I need Roger’s cock for a while so why don’t you guys get more acquainted with Kee-Kee.” Immediately I was surrounded by both Charles and Dayshon on the bed and they both started groping me and kissing at my tits. After a few minutes of fondling, I laid on my side at the end of the bed and Char put his dick in my mouth and Day climbed between my legs. My pussy was just opened not too long ago by Roger, so Dayshon was able to slide his ten inches up to the hilt with relative ease. I could taste Marcy’s pussy on Chars cock, and it made me feel weird inside knowing how my best friend tasted. I wasn’t a lesbian, and I never experienced any lesbian-like feeling for any other woman, but for some reason Marcy’s taste was turning me on big time. “Oh! Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me with that big cock! Fuck me you black nigger! Fuck me harder!”, screamed Marcy on the upper part of the bed. I glanced a look and saw that Roger had Marcy’s knees folded up by her ears and he was pounding her pussy hard with his giant black pole. Then Day started pumping me faster and I quickly forgot about Marcy and Roger and concentrated more on Dayshon and Charles. Day was really giving it to me hard and I came after only a minute of it. I screamed in a muffled tone with almost seven inches of Char’s ten-inch cock jammed in my throat. I swear that during my orgasm I swallowed another inch of it too. Finally, Day couldn’t take anymore, and he blasted his nut deep in my womb. I remember thinking of a possible pregnancy but those thought were fleeting, and I never thought of it again. Char then took his mount, and he pulled me to my back then pushed my legs up straight in the air with the bottom of my feet parallel with the ceiling. Char then shoved another ten-inch cock into my pussy, and I fell back into ecstasy. Char had my ankles in his hands like big black vice grips as he pounded me into oblivion. Day then reappeared by my head, which was by this point hanging off the bed, and stuck his dark bone which hadn’t gotten flaccid yet, even after cumming, right in my mouth as far has he could. Within minutes I was taking a full ten inches of black meat at both ends of my body making me feel like I was a pig on a spit. The angle that my head was hanging off the bed was stretching my esophagus in a way that Day was able to get it all the way in. Each time he did, my nose and eyes would slam into his ball bag. The next day I’d realize that my left eye had a small bruise under it, and it was all because of this moment right here. Day’s balls gave me a black eye. After what seemed like twenty minutes of fucking, Charles finally moaned and pulled out and painted my boobs with a hot and sticky load. Day then laid on his back and I climbed beside him and continued blowing him. I took another glance over at Marcy and Roger and they were still in the same position. Roger still had Marcy’s knees pinned up near her head and he was still fucking her but a lot slower. He had started out plowing into her and over twenty minutes later they were slow fucking. I continued to watch on and throat Day, then Charles returned to the room from a brief absence. His cock was still hard even after just unloading over my tits. ‘These black guys, their libidos just never end’ I thought to myself. Charles disappeared behind us at the bottom of the bed and after some shifting around, I felt his hand slap me across the right ass cheek. I turned to look at him and he just smiled. I gave him a sassy look back then turned back to continue Day’s blowjob. Just then, I felt Char putting his finger into my asshole. I squirmed a little and tried to move my torso away from him, but he put his arm over my lower back and held me in place. Charles then proceeded to finger my asshole at one point getting his second knuckle of his middle finger past my o ring. He kept licking his finger then putting it back in my ass and after a while the initial sting went away. “This booty so tight it could squeeze a nickel until the motherfucker became pennies!” I then felt him leave the bed and then return in a few seconds. I then felt him put a glob of jelly-like substance into my asshole, I can only assume that it was Vaseline. He then worked his fingers in and out of my hole trying to lube up every crevice. Mindlessly, I was still working my lips and tongue over Day’s prick. We stayed like this for a while, me blowing Day and get fingered by Char, and Roger slow boning Marcy. Day then got rigid again and his breathing quickened, and then all at once he pushed my head completely over his cock and spurted another load, this one into my stomach. The way that he pushed my head down, it made my body shift up to my knees. “Ahhh! Ahhhhh! Ahhh!” he screamed while his black throbbing hose expelled a a half a cup of cum down my throat. He let go of my head and I continued sucking him, making sure to squeeze ever bit of sperm that I could out of it. Just then, I felt pressure against my asshole. Char was now pushing his cock head into my anus, and it wasn’t painful just a lot of discomfort. A minute and a half later I felt his cock slide past my trusty sphincter and into my anal cavity pushing the walls in my ass apart. Dayshon got up and I dropped my head to the mattress while Char split my ass apart. The pressure dissipated, and suddenly it felt awesome. “Oh yeah! Fuck my ass! Fuck me!” I screamed out as he pumped his cock deep into my anus. I heard screams coming from the other side of the bed, Roger and Marcy were cumming at the same time with Roger depositing his thick white seed into Marcy. When he finally pulled out from her, a white stream of cum oozed out and down from her cunt. I didn’t care though. My asshole was being invaded by a cock for the first time in my life, and it was a huge black one. Char continued his assault, getting a full seven of his ten inches into me. Roger then plopped down on the bed in front of me and waved his glistening monster in my face. “Clean my shit bitch!” he barked, and I quickly started to lick him clean. Char then tagged out to Day who was STILL hard, and he was now boning my ass. That only lasted for two minutes though. Day pulled back out and disappeared from the bedroom with Marcy. Roger then got up and then laid back down in the middle of the bed. His mammoth cock was pointing directly at the ceiling. “Kee-Kee, come sit on this.”, he said, and he started stroking his shaft. I stood up on the bed and straddled his body reverse cowgirl and then slowly started feeding his twelve-inch monster into my asshole. Once it was in, I started hopping up and down on it trying to get more of it deep into my ass. Char then stood up on his knees between Roger’s legs and he pulled my legs up in the air making me fall back with my back on Roger’s chest. Char then inserted his dick into my pussy and after a few adjustments they double teamed me in both of my holes, the first time I’d ever had that experience. My body started to shake and shiver, and I came again right away. Their fucking was offset. When char was pumping out of me Roger was plowing into my ass and vice-versa making me crazy. If it wasn’t for Roger holding me in place at the waist, I think I would’ve fallen off him and onto the bed and probably would have passed out. Char came again first and shot another load of cum across my tits. It was the second time he did that. Charles then disappeared, and without removing his cock from my ass, Roger picked me up and then put me down on the bed on my hands and knees. He then firmly held me by my hips and ass cheeks and he power-fucked me hard with his full twelve inches plowing in and out of my virgin asshole. It was insane. My ass would never be the same after this. His giant wide cock was stretching me open permanently. I squawked and squealed while Roger tore my ass up. In and out he plowed all twelve inches of his manhood. I could feel it poking into my stomach. I always knew that anal sex was a popular sexual act, but it wasn’t anything on my radar to try. Now, at 31 years old, I’m mad at myself for never experiencing it. In and out, in and out, my asshole felt so full. “Ahhh! Ahhhhh! Fuck yeah! Ahhh!”, and with that I felt him squirt his load deep up inside my anus. His cock already was jammed into every nook and cranny of my anal cavity so when he finally stopped spurting, he pulled it completely out and my ass made a popping noise. Then his cum quickly started to leak out and onto the bed as my ass winked and dilated like a sailor with an eye infection. I fell forward onto the bed when Roger finally let me go and I think I passed out for a few minutes. When I regained my consciousness, Roger had left, and Marcy was sitting there. She was brushing my sweaty hair back from my eyes and smiling at me lovingly. “I remember the first time Roger plowed ME in the butt. My hole was so open. It never really did close-up as tight as it was before.” “If you had told me yesterday what the living arrangements here were, I really don’t think that I would’ve moved in. With nowhere else to go I might have had to stay with Albert. Thank you, Marcy. Thank you for introducing me to a whole new world! I can’t wait to get started on my new life!” We hugged it out then fell asleep together. We I woke up several hours later, Marcy was gone and Charles was sleeping in the bed next to me. I cuddled with him until the others got home and we did it all again that next night. My life changed so much that night. Albert returned to find out that I had filed for divorce. When he came over to Marcy’s apartment to start trouble, my new sex partners took his narrow ass outside and slapped him around a bit in the parking lot. I never saw my ex-husband ever again. The five of us lived together for the next ten years. In that span of time, Marcy and Dayshon got married and had three children. I also got pregnant and had a girl that I named Charlene Brook. She was born in the summer of 1997 when I was 35. Because of all the sex that we were having, no one’s sure which guy is the true father of any of them. The three men just always acted like fathers to them all. Marcy and Dayshon moved to Chicago in 2004, and the other two stayed with me for a while until Roger passed away from cancer in 2015. Shortly after Roger died, Charles packed up and left, and I stayed in the apartment for another year before I too left Sacramento. I’m in my sixties now and living alone in Van Nuys. I did some stripping at some very low-level clubs, and I still do today but on a very limited basis. Mostly I just do some daily cam modeling to get myself by. This old body is still tight if you can believe it. My daughter is now in her twenties. She’s a top porno star who specializes in interracial gang bang movies. Her screen name is Brooke Rogers. We’re working on a mother/daughter gang bang that will be one for the ages. THE END

SPRING, 1968 I was in my room doing my homework the first Thursday in April when I got a call from Annabelle. She was obviously in tears and asked me if I had heard the news. I had not, and she told me Martin Luther King, Jr. had been shot and killed. She was really upset and said she needed to see me right then. My mother was very understanding when I told her I needed to borrow the Chevy. I told her I’d be back for supper. Annabelle and I went for a drive. She wept as she looked morosely out the window. “Things just don’t get better,” she said. “They keep getting worse.” Eventually I parked in a secluded area. She quietly took off her jeans and panties, I also removed my lower garments, and she climbed onto my lap, facing me. We fucked slowly and quietly, and when she came, she began to cry, and when I came as well, filling her sweet cunt with hot cream, I wept too, wondering what sort of world we were about to take our places in. The first full week in April was the time of the statewide high school choir festival, and my school was entered in several categories. I sang in the Mixed Chorus, the Men’s Chorus, and the Madrigals; Belinda sang in the Mixed Chorus, the Madrigals, and the Girls’ Sextet (which, I had discovered to my disappointment, was not what it sounded like it was). The event was an all-day affair which took us out of classes and put us on a school bus bound for another town with a new convention center which had several stages and performance venues. The day was pretty depressing for me, since I had to be in close proximity to Belinda, who was, as usual, ignoring me studiously. I shared a seat on the bus with another baritone, a junior who seemed preoccupied with getting some beer. When he found out I was not yet eighteen (the legal beer age in our state), he lost all interest in conversation with me. There was just one thing making the day interesting for me: we traveled in our madrigal costumes, and the boys had all dared each other to dress as true Scotsmen: with nothing on under our kilts. I didn’t know whether any of the others were actually going through with the dare, but I was. It was my last time to wear the stupid outfit, and I was determined to do it right for once. (I admit I had checked the weather report to be sure no high winds were predicted that day.) It felt strange, and exciting, and liberating, to be dressed that way. And since there were several female madrigal singers close by, with their sexy cleavage showing, I had a partial erection the whole trip. I was relieved to find upon arrival that when I stood up my stiffy did not press against my kilt: having a small cock does have its advantages at times. The madrigals did better in the competition than expected, and we had to stick around for the evening concert. Those who were expecting to go to the school prom that night were outraged, but most of us had guessed it would happen and many of us, like me, weren’t all that impressed with the idea of a senior prom anyway. The concert, because the weather was cooperating, was held in a large outdoor amphitheater. All the first and second place groups from different categories were performing, and we did our part fairly early in the program. I was sitting listening to some other choirs perform when Gail Anderson sat down beside me. We were in a relatively empty area of the amphitheater and were able to engage in quiet conversation without bothering anybody close by. I had once had a crush on Gail, back in my days of frustrated longing, because I was attracted to intelligence. She was an honor student, one of the girls whose class participation seemed to stem from a genuine desire to learn and not just from a wish to score points with the teacher. She also was willing to talk to boys without trying to flirt with them, which was sometimes a refreshing change. The thick lenses of her ugly cat-eye glasses did not hide her intelligence or her engaging personality. But she was a Baptist preacher’s daughter, and the past year she had become engaged to a college boy who was studying for the ministry, and I figured that in any case we would have had little if anything in common and would not have been a particularly good match. So I was surprised, but not unpleased, when she sat very close to me and casually laid a hand on my thigh. The touch of her hand and the heat from her body had my cock stirring instantly. “So, Rick,” she said, “are you dressed like a true Scotsman today?” She had apparently heard about the dare. “Well, I…” “Never mind, I see that you are!” Glancing sheepishly at my lap, I could see kilt tenting up. “Sorry, Gail.” “Nothing to be sorry about. It’s. . .flattering.” She glanced around to ensure no one was close enough to see what we were doing, and she placed a hand in my lap, gently squeezing my cockhead through the kilt. She smiled, looking me in the eye, and then she really surprised me by reaching under the kilt and sliding her hand right up my thigh to my scrotum. She gasped as she fondled it, gently weighing each testicle in her fingers before moving up to the erect shaft. “Gail. . . Aren’t you engaged . . .? “Yes.” Her fingers gently squeezed my cock and moved on up to the fast-engorging head. “And Will says we shouldn’t do anything until we are married.” “You disagree?” “In theory, no. But I can’t help wondering how I can be a good wife if I enter marriage in total ignorance. Belinda said you might be willing to help.” “Belinda?” “She said she thought you were . . . experienced.” “I don’t know how she would know that.” “But she’s right, isn’t she? You’ve done this before?” “. . . Some.” I was having trouble breathing normally. What Gail was doing between my legs was wonderful. “You sure you . . . haven’t done this before?” “Will likes to kiss, but that’s all. Nothing below.” “Nothing below the waist?” “Nothing below the chin.” “. . . You’re kidding.” “I wish I were. I have all these cravings, but I don’t even know what it is I want.” I put a hand on her cheek and ran my fingers gently down to her neck. She closed her eyes in pleasure. My hand slid down to her scoop neckline where my fingers found a trace of cleavage. Her moan was too soft to be heard by anyone else, but I found it extremely erotic, and my penis hardened further in her hand. I ventured further south, over the fabric of her peasant dress, and I discovered hard nipples pressing unrestrained against the soft cotton. “Gail?” “No bra,” she whispered. “It wouldn’t be authentic, would it? For a singer from the madrigal period?” “I guess not…and…further down?” “I’m as authentic as you are.” She gave my cock a squeeze and fondled my balls and the sensitive spot behind them, getting perilously close to my asshole. I fondled her unfettered breasts for a moment and then slid my hands down to her bare knees. She was taking long, deep breaths, her eyes closed, as if giving all her concentration to what she was feeling between her legs and between mine. He knees spread apart as if to invite me in. I accepted the invitation, grateful for the darkness. Her insides of her thighs were warm and soft, and her legs opened wider as my hands slid up toward her crotch. Her pussy was quite hairy, and my fingers brushed and played with her hair before moving on to her warm wet folds. I wondered if her pubic hair was as yellow as the hair on her head, and not knowing somehow added to the sense of adventure. She was slick with desire, and she gasped when I slid a finger along her virgin folds and found her hard little clitoris. “I—oh my—I can’t say anything—mmmm—I would probably—probably say something unladylike—ohhhh…” “You don’t have to say anything,” I whispered, leaning into her face and kissing her ear, her cheek, her open mouth. I didn’t think I should try to penetrate her vagina since she was still a virgin, but I did try gently to get her clitoris harder, and I lubricated my fingers with her vaginal fluids so that I would irritate her as little as possible. Meanwhile, she was fondling my balls with one hand and tugging on my penis with the other, and I worked hard to hold back, hold back, hold back, until I was certain she was about to reach orgasm. I was certain because of the dazed, wondering look in her eyes, the quiet moans from her throat, the warm flow of juices from her gently thrusting pussy. “Gail…Gail, you know…you know what will happen if you…if you keep doing…what you’re doing….” “I know. It’s okay…oooohhhh…..please, yes, it’s okay…ohhhhhhhh dear God…!!!!!? And she came, her copious juices bathing my hand, and I came, what seemed like endless ropes of thick semen shooting from my cock into her hand and onto the concrete at our feet. We sat there motionless except for our heavy breathing, her hands still holding my slimy, deflating cock, my fingers still immersed in the fragrant juices that permeated her cunt hair. “Well,” she said with a wink, “I guess this means we have to get married.” “I think it means you will make Will a wonderful bride.” I wiped my wet fingers on her inner thighs and pulled them out from under her skirt. She did the same, leaving cooling semen on my hairy thighs and a wet spot on the front of my kilt. We looked around; no one seemed to be paying any attention, thank goodness. It was a bit awkward, as we tried to thank each other, and each one saying, no, no, my pleasure, and then, after our hands had air-dried for a bit, getting up and going our separate ways. I kept to the shadows until my kilt was mostly dry and found a rest room to wash my hands. Then, the concert finally over, I headed to the bus. The madrigals had a whole school bus to ourselves for the trip home, and so I had my own seat. I was gazing out the window into the passing darkness, half asleep, when Belinda slid in beside me. Her presence made me nervous. “Hi,” I ventured. She placed her hand directly on my lap and squeezed the lump she found there. “That was a sweet thing you did for Gail.” I could barely speak, but a response seemed called for. “Well, she…she did as much for me…” It was unnerving. How much did she know about what had transpired between Gail and me? And how should I expect her to feel about it? “I know,” she said. “But she really needed some reassurance. And some experience. And you gave her both.” We rode along for a while, her hand still on my swelling crotch, occasionally giving a gentle squeeze. For some reason I felt conversation was called for. “You haven’t spoken to me for a long time. . . Why is that?” “You haven’t spoken to me, either.” That was true but seemed somehow irrelevant. “I don’t want to seem dense,” I said, “but I still don’t know what I did wrong on that. . .that date we had.” She was silent for a minute. “I know I probably overreacted,” she finally said. “You shouldn’t worry about it.” “But what did I—” Belinda looked furtively around the bus, then quickly pulled my kilt up over my penis and let my erection hold it in place. In the dim light, my white thighs seemed horribly exposed, not to mention my cock, throbbing silently and earnestly in her hand. She lowered her head to my lap and set to work. Her mouth was wet and warm, and her tongue seemed to know exactly where I needed to be licked. I was tired, and as much as I enjoyed what she was doing, I wasn’t sure I could reach another orgasm before the bus got us all the way home. But I was underestimating Belinda’s talents. She took my cock a little farther into her mouth with each stroke, and with each stroke licked the head, and with each stroke also insinuated a finger up into my anus. “Oh, fuck,” I whispered, almost giving us away to the rest of the bus. Soon my cock was pressing back on her throat, and soon after that it seemed to pass all the way into her throat, and I was completely inside her sweet, salivating, sucking oral cavity. It was like being inside a vagina, but one with a tongue. She was warm and willing and welcoming, and I began to feel that familiar glow deep inside my organ. She slid herself off again, and if the bus engine had not been so loud, everyone would have heard the sound of my cockhead popping out of her throat and her lips and tongue sliding and sucking, her saliva splashing and soaking my pubic hair. Then she slid me back inside, simultaneously pressing her finger against my asshole, and I came, all the energy that would have gone into moans and gasps and thrusting going instead into keeping still and quiet, as she received what felt like huge dollops of semen into her gulping, sucking, slurping mouth and throat. My hands were clutching the bus seat as the waves of pleasure moved from my penis all through my body, like an orgasmic electricity, stiffening every muscle even as my cock, in spurting its thick, lumpy cream, began to soften. I expected Belinda to gag or cough, but she did not. She simply kept stroking me with mouth and fingers until, finally, I was empty, and my half-rigid cock slid wetly out of her cum-filled mouth. She let not a drop escape but swallowed it all, down to the last exhausted ejaculation which she received with lips and tongue; and when she had swallowed one more time, she gave my cockhead a quick kiss, pulled my kilt down, and quietly rose up to sit beside me. I could barely whisper, I was breathing so heavily. “Thanks.” “Your welcome.” “No, I mean, really, that was really amazing. But I should. . . I should do something for you. . .” She patted my knee. “No need. I just thought I owed you that.” Then her hand slid back up my thigh and fondled my near-flaccid cock, “I like kilts. I hope they come back into style.” She gave me a peck on the cheek and went back to her own seat. We would scarcely speak from that moment till graduation some weeks later. Academically, I had done surprisingly well that year. Sex agreed with me. At graduation I would wear the gold tassel of the Beta Club and the white stole of the National Honor Society. I had a partial scholarship to a church college, and I received special awards for music and English. Belinda was there; as a junior she could play the piano and let Gail, the choir’s usual accompanist, march across the stage. Annabelle was also there to see me graduate, and I wondered if they would actually meet each other—and if they did, what fireworks might ensue. They were each vaguely aware of the other’s existence, but I feared Annabelle especially might be quite jealous. She tended to be a bit possessive at times and to assume we were “going steady” though I had never actually made any such commitment, much to her. As it turned out, there was no meeting between the two girls. Annabelle met me at the door as I marched out, and Belinda was still inside playing “Pomp and Circumstance.” Gail, accompanied by her fiancé, did pass us as we caressed in the parking lot, but she just gave a happy little wave and said, “Have a nice life.” Annabelle didn’t give her a second glance. She had other things on her mind. She had driven me to the ceremony, and after greeting and accepting the congratulations of my family, I was driven by her to her house. Her parents were home, and they greeted me cordially and congratulated me, giving me as a graduation gift a fancy pen and pencil set. Then Annabelle and I disappeared into the delicious private depths of the family room in the basement. I had grown to appreciate the etiquette this family followed regarding the family room. If Annabelle and I were down there, no one came down without making lots of noise first. No one wanted to embarrass anyone. I didn’t know what they thought was going on; we had never fucked while anyone else was in the house; but we had done some pretty heavy making out, and we had always had time enough to put on any missing articles of clothing and run a comb through our mussed hair. This time was special, though. Her little brother was out at some party or other, and her parents made it quite clear they were going to bed early. We would have the house practically to ourselves, and Annabelle was obviously excited about it. She pulled me down onto the sofa for a long kiss and then not-too-subtly pushed me over so she could climb on top. As was my habit, I slid my hands up her thighs to caress her buttocks only to find that she was wearing no underwear under her short, loose dress. She ground her bare pussy into my swelling crotch as I slid my hands up her back to discover, as I had guessed, that she also wore no bra. “I wanted it to be special for you today,” she breathed. And it was special. I ran my hands over her bare back, her sweet soft rear, her warm thighs, and back up again, slowly. I reached her shoulders and pushed her dress up; she took the hint and pulled it off, leaving her completely naked (except for a pair of high heeled shoes) and me completely clothed. And since the lights were on enough to see clearly, I could see my sweet Annabelle in all her waifish, elfin glory. She propped herself up with her hands on my shoulders, and I could see all the way down past her tiny tits with their pink tight nipples, past her flat belly, to the fiery hair of her crotch, which she was rubbing sensuously on the growing bulge in my pants. I could have counted on one hand the times I had actually seen Annabelle Lee completely naked. So often the lights were off, or we were in a dark car; or she only removed as many garments as were necessary. But here she was, eyes focused on mine, crotch grinding on mine, and I let my eyes roam up and down. I’m sure she could sense my appreciation as she smiled wickedly and increased the speed of her movements so that her little breasts jiggled like tiny mounds of Jell-o. They were too small to swing beneath her, but hanging as they were, they looked larger than I had ever seen them, especially as their nipples hardened and grew and seemed to take on a life of their own. My cock was straining for release, but for some reason I was enjoying the fact that I was clothed and she was not. So I just continued to rub my pubis up against her bare pussy, heedless of the fact that she was making a wet slimy spot on my trousers. I reached behind her and pulled her by the ass, spreading her buttocks apart and grinding her onto me even harder. She moaned—loudly---and I quieted her by releasing her ass and pulling her mouth down to mine for a violently juicy kiss. Breathless, with our combined saliva dripping from her chin, she pushed herself up. “Excuse me,” she said, and she got up and walked across the room. In just her heels, she looked sexier than ever, her calves shapely, her little backside swaying subtly as she went to the shelf where the expensive sound system was displayed. She bent down to find a record, and as she did so her buttocks parted, revealing not only her fire-haired pussy but also her puckered pink asshole, surrounded by just a few wispy orange hairs. Annabelle started the record, and as the Doors began to play, she stayed bent over and twitched her behind in time to the music. Then she stood up and walked toward me—danced toward me, really—her high heels giving her not only sexy legs but a sexy swing to her hips. She looked willing to “Break on Through to the Other Side,” and I was just the guy to help her do it. She reached for me as she got back to the sofa, but I stood up and grabbed her instead, lifting her easily and carrying her to the large square coffee table in the middle of the room. I lay her down on it, pulled her thighs apart, and buried my face between them. She tasted salty and wet and warm, her juices thick and plentiful. She moaned when my tongue found her clitoris, a hot little button eagerly pressing itself into my mouth. I reached up and grabbed both her nipples in my fingers, pinching them a little more roughly than usual. She moaned and ground her cunt harder into my face. But this was too easy for her; she was obviously near orgasm, so I slowed things down. The Doors reminded me that I could sleep all night in her Soul Kitchen. I reluctantly pulled my face out of her wet crotch and instead inserted two fingers. Now I could look at her face and her chest—her whole body, in fact, as she got lost in her sexual excitement. My fingers slid slowly at first, finding their way, exploring her delicious insides. Sometimes I pulled them out to slide them across her hard little clit, but soon I was inserting them deeper and deeper, finding the sensitive places at the roof of her tight love tunnel, and using a finger from my other hand, or a thumb, or my tongue, to tend to that throbbing bit of exterior excitement. When “The Crystal Ship” began to play, I slowed down my rhythm to match the music, over which I could hear her heavy breathing and occasional moans and whimpers. I slowly licked her from mouth to nipples. The air was filled with her scent, and my erection was almost painful, confined as it was in my pants. The powerful rhythms of “Twentieth Century Fox” brought a change in my mood, and I took my mouth away from her body and simply concentrated on what I was doing with my fingers. She was so wet, and so frustrated. Her little pelvis was jerking and gyrating, trying to take control. She even grabbed my wrist once, but I was stronger and held her two hands at bay with my one hand. It was a joy to watch her struggle, her tiny little tits jiggling, her tight little nipples hard and distended, her throbbing little clit slipping and sliding between my fingers. “Alabama Song” was another slow number. “Show me the way to the next whiskey bar.” I pulled my finger out of her vagina, spread her legs wide apart, and slowly, oh so slowly, lowered my mouth to her oozing cuntlips. “Show me the way to the next little girl.” I licked her slowly, savoring each drop of her salty juices, allowing my nose and chin to become soaked. I even moved my tongue down to her puckered little anus and licked around it, and then went back up her stomach to her nipples, inserting my fingers back into her flowing pussy. And when “Light My Fire” started, I knew it was the last song on the first side of the record, and I had to finish her. And me. I took my face away from her crotch, admiring the amount of slimy juice that stretched from her pussy to my mouth and chin. I slid three fingers into her tight but slippery cunt and moved them in time with the music: “You KNOW that it would BE unTRUE / you KNOW that I would BE a Liar / IF I was to SAY to YOU / GIRL we couldn’t GET much HIGHer.” Annabelle was in another world, grinding and gyrating on the table, clothed only in her high heels, which she ground into the carpet. Her thighs were spread wide in welcome, and she began to moan as her cunt began to pulsate. I reluctantly pulled my hands away from her—much to her obvious displeasure—just long enough to pull my pants down and free my raging cock. I put it into her without further notice and it slid easily all the way as she moaned in pleasure. Holding her writhing body by the waist, I pummeled her pussy with thrust after thrust, increasing my speed until I could almost imagine myself as the piston of an engine, increasing my rpms to an amazing speed. I mouthed her nipples, her neck, her ears, and finally her mouth, which latched onto my mouth with a tongue-induced suction that let me know this was where she wanted me: my cock jackhammering her cunt, my mouth united with hers in a wet, sloppy tongue duel. She came, her screaming muffled by my mouth, her pussy clutching my penis, my hips continuing to fuck myself in and out of her, not giving up, as she came again—and again—and again—and yet again, her naked body red and splotchy,, her tiny nipples hard and distended, her pulsating pussy wet and spurting, her arms and legs wrapping around me in helpless clutching joy. And then I came as well, filling her sopping cunt with my cum, feeling it spew out of me into her in huge lumps and ropes, knowing we were making a huge wet fragrant puddle on the coffee table. I picked her up, standing with her impaled on my exploding cock, and I came again, as our juices flooded my scrotum and filled my underwear and trousers. Annabelle was quivering and jerking in uncontrolled spasms as I carried her, still impaled on my throbbing cock, over to the sofa. I lifted her gently off my deflating organ and let our copious juices pour out of her well-fucked cunt into the clothes still gathered around my knees. I lay her, almost unconscious now, on the sofa, and gently licked the remaining semen and grool from her swollen pussy lips. “I bet you think you’re something,” she muttered huskily. “I know I’m something.” She reached down to feel her moist pussy found it too sensitive to touch. “Shit, you wore me out. But just wait, you’ll get yours.” “Promises, promises.” “I’m serious. You’ll get yours.” “When?” “You’ll get yours.” I “got mine” after her graduation a week later. Annabelle met me once the ceremony was over, still wearing her cap and gown. She led me to the Buick and drove me to Mint Julep Cottages, a semi-sleazy collection of single-unit hotel cabins on the outskirts of town. She said she knew the owner and that he always made a lot of money on graduation nights. Our “cottage” was actually a nice little cabin, a tiny white-painted wood frame house complete with kitchen, bathroom, sofa, and, of course, bed. The place was clean and neat, but I had a feeling we were going to do something about that. The first thing Annabelle did once we were inside with the door locked was to unzip her graduation gown, revealing that she wore nothing underneath except some thigh-high stockings. She kept the black robe on, teasing me with fleeting glances at her familiar anatomy as she moved about the room and her body peeked in and out of the shapeless garment. She had evidently been here before, and she was making sure all the lighting—night lights, candles, etc.—was perfect for our romantic time together. Then she came back to me, dropped the robe to the floor, and said, “You’re overdressed.” Looking directly into her eyes, I began to unfasten my clothes; when each garment was sufficiently loosened, Annabelle pulled it off, and soon I was dressed in nothing but shoes, socks, and underpants. She was slow to remove the shorts, just fingering around the waistband and the leg openings, caressing the growing bulge my balls and hard cock created, occasionally licking one of my nipples or squeezing my butt through the fabric. She even went to her knees and took my bulge into her mouth, her saliva and my precum generously moistening the cotton until the raging hard cock inside was visible through the soaked material. Finally, she pulled the soggy underwear to my knees and then to my ankles and speared her face with my penis. She sucked and licked me just enough to bring me to maximum hardness, and then she stood and led me to the bed. Sliding out of her robe, she lay back on the bedspread, opening her legs and her sweet wet cunt to my view. I knelt between her thighs and leaned down to lick first each nipple and then her open lips. My cock was knocking at the door of her pussy, splatting quietly against her wet cunt lips. “Not yet,” she said, grinning wickedly. “I want to play first.” She grasped my cock and moved it firmly to her asshole, adjusting her pelvis just enough to let my cockhead press confidently against her tight, tiny opening. “Fuck me, Rick,” she whispered. “Fuck me in the ass. I’ve never done it before, and I bet you haven’t either.” “Are you sure?” My rod was almost painfully hard. “Won’t it hurt you?” “I don’t care. It’s my gift to you, and yours to me.” “But—” “Do it.” She pressed her asshole against the head of my organ; I couldn’t imagine what It would feel like to slide into that puckered little orifice, but I was about to find out. Gently but firmly, I pushed myself against her rear entry, lubricating it with my precum, and soon I could slide in slowly but powerfully. “Unnnnhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,” she grunted, obviously somewhere between pain and ecstasy. “Oh, god, that’s—oh, fuck—fuck me—fuck my—my asshole!” “Happy graduation, Annabelle.” I forced myself all the way in and then just stayed there, letting her rectum stretch and settle around my pulsating penis. “Oh, sweetheart, that feels so good—I could come right now.” “But don’t, Rick—just rest, let me—fuck—let me get used to you—Jesus—it hurts so good!” I knew it must hurt, couldn’t imagine how it could feel good, but I was certainly enjoying my end of the experience. I relaxed, as she suggested, as her warm inner body stretched to enclose and surround my rigid sex. Her tears made me wonder if I should withdraw completely, but her smiles invited me to stay and continue the job she had assigned me. “You should know,” I gasped, “that I don’t know how to make this good for you.” “Don’t worry about that,” she said, reaching down and fondling her wet vagina herself. “You make it good for you.” She flicked her engorged clit. “It’ll be fun.” And it was. Her ass was so tight, tighter than her pussy had ever been, and it was wonderful to watch her work toward her own orgasm as I worked toward mine. She lay before me, legs wide open, anus impaled on my cock, one hand playing with her pussy and the other moving between her nipples and mine. It took some effort to move myself in and out of her asshole fast enough to cause my excitement to grow, but the combination of the slick friction of her rectum and the lewd display of self-pleasure she gave me soon had me pumping what felt like thick wads of semen deep into her bowels. As I helplessly moaned out my pleasure, she came as well, treating my spasming cock to her own orgasmic pulsations and treating my eyes to the sight of her exposed firecrotch spurting rhythmically as she grunted and clutched her little breasts. Her body flushed red from neck to crotch as she continued to emit almost inhuman sounds of pleasure. My own orgasm over, I enjoyed watching her twitch and quiver as hers died down. I slowly drew my mansword out of its obscene little sheath. It was followed by a dollop of creamy white semen which merged with the greyish grool oozing from her sweet orange cunt. I collapsed beside her on the bed and leaned over to kiss her neck and face and mouth as she came down from her cum-induced high. When Annabelle finally spoke, it was with both lust and practicality: “We need a shower.” The motel bathroom was pretty basic, with little pressure and an inadequate supply of hot water. But it was wonderful to be standing in its tepid stream with the naked Annabelle, watching the water flow in rivulets shaped by her sweet little body. Water dripped from her hard nipples and from the hair of her orange pussy, and my penis responded, as always, with an eager hardness. She took a bar of cheap motel soap and began to soap herself up, then thought better of it. She handed the soap to me. “Get me clean,” she said, and then she pressed herself against me and began to take her own soapy hands and rub my nipples and my balls and my penis and my ass. I followed suit, enjoying the slickness of her breasts as I cleaned and caressed them, kissing her open mouth with mine and moving my hands down to the sweet alluring juncture of her thighs, where her wet cunt pressed back at me, her little clit swelling and slipping through my fingers as she moaned softly. I soaped up my hands and reached behind her to her little rear, but when I slipped a soapy finger into her anus she gasped with pain. “Not there,” she said. “Not yet.” She did begin to finger my asshole, and I did not mind a bit. She got me nice and clean front and back and then knelt to take my hardening cock into her mouth, then moving down to my balls, then back to my buttocks. Unable to get her tongue just where she wanted it, she moved behind me and, pulling my ass cheeks apart, she thrust her tongue as far as she could into my anus, flicking in and out and all around as she reached around to fondle cock and balls. I was too spent to come again, and so was she; we cuddled under the water for a few minutes, dried each other off, and fell naked into the polyester sheets of the bed. Sleep was almost instant; my last thought was one of gratitude for this unpredictable little elf who was exploring sexual pleasure with me. Early in the morning we went out for breakfast; Annabelle knew a place where some of her graduating friends were planning to meet. We were the last to arrive, and we found her friends in a large booth near the back. Some of the kids were making out pretty heavily; one couple was trying unsuccessfully to hide the fact that the boy’s penis was out and being manipulated by the girl. There wasn’t much room, so Annabelle sat on my lap. I experienced a slight erection, but our main mission was to eat breakfast, for which we were ravenous. Someone commented on the fact that we didn’t seem to be doing anything but eating, and someone else whispered, “No, that’s her church boyfriend. I bet they’ve never even kissed.” We both just smiled and took another bite of scrambled eggs. Summer was almost here—the last summer before college and, presumably, adulthood. Would it be a time of growing maturity, or would it be a time of last-chance hedonism and excess? I knew which program I wanted to follow.

New Jock Tales—Sophomore Year Ch 5 Obsessed It was now early June. Been a couple of weeks since I busted lil bro's cherry---busted him up good too :). He walked around whimpering for about two hours after. I just grinned at him, and popped him on the ass a few times, teasing, and humiliating him. I laid down the law—he put out whenever I wanted, or I would quickly spread it around school that he was a cocksucker, lol. Ya—I was fuckin evil. In just a month, he would be 14, and he was already filling out nicely. I figured he was old enough now to put him on the bench. It was about 10 at night, on a Saturday. No plans for the night—it was storming pretty hard, and I was bored. I jumped up from the couch, and tossling Dustin's hair, just said “let's go down stairs”. He hesitated for a moment, figuring I assumed what that meant. We get down to the basement and I grab a beer from the mini-fridge. I look over at Dustin and ask him how many push-ups could he do. Replying he didn't know, I ordered him to drop, and start. He wasn't really in the mood I guess, but did so anyway. As he began, I reach into the nite stand and pull out a joint, and firing it up suck down about half. Dustin is still going at it. I'm already impressed, but don't say anything. I walk over to him and moderately tap his belly with the top of my foot. “Straighten up ur back—do it right. All the way down—till ur chest touches the floor”. Becoming more difficult now, he quickly get's to that point where his face and neck and chest are turning red. I kinda smirk at him and somewhat yell “You feeling it lil bro—you feel the burn”? I continued on lil bro's ass for a couple of hours. Oh ya—he did 88 push ups—pretty fuckin impressive. Next were crunches---he did 50. He had begun sweating now, from his forehead and chest. It looked good. Finally handed him a dumbell, and showed him how to do a curl. Made him do each arm until he dropped the weight. Then some bench presses, and finally some leg curls. The sweat was now pouring from his moderately bushy pits, and now I could smell him. Lil bro smelled like a animal, and it was making my dick hard. It was hot down in the basement—I was only wearing a pr of jeans, and sweating pretty good from my bushy pits as well. “Ur gonna burn up lil bro if you don't come out of some of those cloths”. Catching the suggestion as more of an order, Dustin quickly strips down to just his boxers. My jaw almost dropped. He was fully pumped now from the forced work-out, and looked like a little Jr brick shit house. His shaggy blonde hair was drooping down in front of his eyes, and his pouty thick lips just looked too inviting. I was now at full boner—I could feel my own cock throbbing inside my jeans. I told Dustin to kick back on the bed. I pop a porno into the VCR, and reach for another beer. Plopping down on the bed beside him, I fire up the second half of the joint from earlier. Taking a deep pull, I then grab Dustin by the hair—and pulling him towards me, blow the smoke out into his mouth. Then I suck down about half the beer, and shuck out of my jeans. Dustin's whole face lights up in awe, as he takes into view my throbbing 9” of thick jock cock. Cock snot is ozzing from my piss slit—and I command him to lick it up. As his tongue comes down and touch my piss slit, my dick leaps straight up, and even my balls jump up in their sac. It was electric. Without even an order, Dustin then takes in my swelling mushroom head, and begins to suck down about half my pulsating cock, like a pro. My abs and thighs tense up at one—damm, this boy done learned fast ! He continues up and down my shaft, with about every third upstroke, pausing at the top to run his tongue around my piss slit again. Damm—this little fuck is gonna get me off way too quick ! I take another hit on the joint, and like before, blow it out into Dustin's mouth. As he holds it in, I swallow down about half the beer. As Dustin blows the smoke from his mouth, I jump up to the foot of the bed. Grabbing him by his ankles, I push his legs back, bending them at the the knee, to where his feet are now at his ears. Instantly, I dive my tongue for his tite little hole, and push. Munching out his crack, and tongue fucking him at the same time, Dustin begins to squirm and groan. Ya, lol, he's diggin it :) Coming up after about 5 minutes, I reach for the beer, and handing it to him, order him to finish it off. Dustin gulps down the beer as told, with a sour look on his face. “You fuck up yet lil bro”? I ask him with a shit eatin grin. He nods his head up and down, and I simply reply with “good”. Now reaching for the bottle of lube, I drop a stream right into his crack. Grabbing my thick pulsing cock, I rube my head around his tite pink hole, and plunge. All 9” enter his hole, and I put it to the balls. Just holding it there for a moment, Dustin lets out a scream that was sure to wake the neighborhood. I just flash him a big grin, and pulling back to my swelling mushroom head—slam him. Dustin rolls his eyes backwards, and tilts his head back into the pillow. I pull back, and take another slam. Fuck this boy is tight ! For only about 10 minutes I continue the onslaught of my lil bros guts. Pounding him so hard that I was knocking his head back into the wall above the bed. Then finally, I unload. Blast after blast of thick gooey jizz I send into my lil bros guts like a rocket. He's about to come unglued himself, and without even touching his own dick, begins to volley as well. Seven shots right to his chest, leaving a trail down his torso to his pubes. I'm still fucking him, not wanting to stop. I filled his ass with my spunk so completely it begins to ooze back out, even with my dick still in him. Finally pulling out, I jump up on him, straddling his chest. I grab him by his hair, and pulling his head towards me, shove my dick back into his mouth. He knew what to do, and starts to suck off the remnants of my nut from my shaft. After he gets me squeaky clean, I then pause, with about half my dick still in his throat. With an evil shit-eatin grin, I then unload again--'cept this time with my hot stinkin jock piss. Before he could react I had already filled his mouth with my nectar, and ordered him to swallow. Dustin takes gulp after gulp as I continue to fill his belly with my golden prize. After I empty my low hangin balls, and pulling from his mouth, I again push his legs back to where his feet are now touching the wall behind him. Diving once again for his now sloppy hole, I begin to tongue him out once again. After a few minutes of eating him out, I utter “push”. Dustin hesitates, as if he wasn't sure what I meant. “Push the load back out of ur ass bro”. With a bit of effort, Dustin finally manages to do just that—and filled my mouth with my recent deposit. Oh DAMM it was good to—creamy, thick, dirty jizz. Soon as my load hit my mouth, I lean back, and blow five more shots of thick creamy rope across Dustin's chest and abs. Damm—I was a fucking cum factory, lol. Leaning towards him again, and grabbing him by his throat, I squeeze until his mouth opens, then drop the nut into his mouth. “Hold it—hold it lil fuck. Now—run it around in ur mouth with ur tongue—that's it—get it all up in ur teeth. Ya—that's right—now swallow” Dustin does as told, and swallows down the load of dirty cum fresh from his own ass. In my mind I'm thinking he has now graduated from simply a boi slut, to dirty pig boi slut :) After about a minute now of just resting on top of him, Dustin suddenly pulls back his right arm, and the little fuck delivers a pretty powerful blow to my mouth. “Get off me—get off me” he yells out. Quickly figuring it out, I roll over off of him, and he bolts for the bathroom. I guess you know what happened next :) As Dustin is busy expelling his guts, I leap up the stairs to the kitchen, and pour him up a glass of coke. Returning to the basement, I pull out a pr of gym shorts from th dresser, and hear Dustin let out a loud sustained burp. Laughing, I says to him “Damm lil bro—was it that good”? Dustin doesn't say anything, but walking back towards the bed I hand him the coke as he retrieves his boxers from the floor. I give him a hard smack on his ass, and compliment him that he had 'done good' I didn't make a deal out of him popping me in the mouth as I understood the urgency of the situation. And that fist of his---like a fuckin brick. I'm thinking lil bro will make a fine boxer.

It was the early 90's and I was dating a girl called Emily. She was a cute blonde (dyed). Not so tall and a little curvy with great tits and a pussy that was always ready. At that age you're just ready to fuck all the time - and we did. Usually at her place as I was still living at home with my family and there was rarely any alone time there. Emily lived with her mum in a flat and that worked out great as her mum, Deborah, was often out, either with work or socialising. Now, when I started seeing a girl my dad would always ask me to check the mother out. Either wise advice - this is likely to be how the daughter will mature, or maybe he just fancied a bit of a perv himself. Who knows? Well, Deborah was something else. she'd had Emily in her teens so was still under 40. She was always immaculately turned out, perfect hair and make up and she always wore heels. I think this is where my fascination with the typical "office hottie' started. She worked at a solicitors office in town and had that look absolutely spot on. She had long dark hair and was taller and slimmer than Emily. I fantasised about her many times and more than once her favourite black mules took a load. I would often try and sneak a look at her legs or down her top if she had something low cut on. I don't think Emily ever noticed but Deborah gave me a knowing smile once or twice. I think she liked it. So, one Saturday night Emily and me and a group of friends had been out in town having a few drinks. We were having a great time, as you would, and then part way through the evening Emily starts to slyly squeeze my cock under the table. "Let's go and have some fun on the way home. I need to get fucked so bad and I don't know if mum will be in when we get home". I didn't need to be asked twice and was soon slipping my coat on and making excuses. We left the pub giggling and decided to cut across the local golf course on the way home. It was usually deserted apart from the odd dog walker and was a handy fuck spot if we knew that we wouldn't be alone later. That evening I was feeling particularly adventurous and when we got to one of the greens I told Emily to take all of her clothes off and lie down and start masturbating for me. She looked coy and unsure. "It'll be hot" I said "and I'll do the same". She looked at me as if making up her mind and then slid her skirt and panties off. As she made to lie down I stopped her and said "everything, I want you completely naked". She kind of knowingly rolled her eyes and pulled her top over her head. I unclipped her bra and she sat down to unlace her DM's.(it was the 90's). I got to work on my own clothes while she laid back on the green and started to run her hands over her tits and down to her pussy. I couldn't take my eyes of her as I pulled my clothes off. I should describe myself - I'm just over 6ft tall and at the time I was slim and had long dark brown hair. My thick 7.5 inch uncut cock sprang to attention as I removed my underwear. Both my dick and I stood proud on 8th green, completely naked taking in the erotic sight of this wanking girl on the ground. She looked up, biting one finger in her mouth whilst stuffing others in to her eager twat. I knelt down and placed her ankles over my shoulders while I guided my hard cock inside her. She was so wet that I entered easily and I was soon hammering away with all the enthusiasm and lack of technique I could muster. She whimpered with every stroke, pushing herself onto me as best she could. Soon I had lifted her arse clear off the ground as I bear hugged her legs a pumped her full of cum. We lay there gasping for breath, recovering for a while before awkwardly getting dressed and heading back to Emily's. There was no sign of Deborah when we got in. Just a note that said she'd be out and may not get back until the morning. "Typical! We could have been fucking in bed and I wouldn't be picking grass out of my knickers" Emily said. "Come on - it was a fucking turn on and you looked so hot playing with yourself". "Oh yeah' she said, eyeing me suggestively. She backed her way over to the sofa, hitched up her skirt and whipped her panties off as she sat down and spread her legs. "I'm charge now though, get over herald get to work". Her fingers toying with her clit. Well, I didn't need telling twice and I was soon standing in front of her frantically trying to undo my trousers. "No, no, no, on your knees!" she ordered. I love licking pussy so I did as I was told. "Good boy" she said as she held my head and directed my tongue to where she wanted it. I used my fingers and then my thumb on her as I sucked and nibbled on her clit, bathing my face in her until I could sense her breathing quicken, she tensed, and then started to buck and writhe, pulling my face into her as her orgasm took her. . After a short time she got up, went to the loo and she headed for bed leaving my in the lounge with a bursting erection. I tried to complain but she said she was tired and wanted me keen and eager to please in the morning. I can’t say I was happy about that but what can you do. There was always the morning to look forward to. As we woke in the morning I was understandably “keen”. I spooned Emily, One hand on her tits and the other making it’s way south. “Somebody’s excited this morning” she whispered. “I think I’ve been hard all night”. She parted her legs just enough and I began gently fingering her. Just then the door opened and in came Deborah, hair up, black neglige - she obviously takes dressing for bed as seriously as dressing for any other occasion. “Oh, didn’t realise you were here” she said. Not in a cross way, more curious. “Err yeah it got kind of late and I didn’t fancy the walk”. It wasn’t as if I wasn’t allowed to stay over but this conversation felt awkward as I still had a finger inside Emily and my erection squashed up against her back. "OK. I'm making tea. I'll bring you both a cup" and she left. "Shit" I spat as I turned on to my back and we both sat up trying to make ourselves look presentable. Soon Deborah returned with the tea a placed a cup on the table next to Emily and the she walked around the bed to my side. Fuck she looks hot I thought. Long tanned legs on display. I was going to save this image up for later. She placed my cup and then said "budge up" and she sat on the side of the bed. Her and Emily started talking about something I wasn't really paying attention. I was acutely aware of how close I was to this very sexy older woman. And she was only partly dressed! Every time she moved the sound of the material just made the situation sexier. I was aware that the chatter had stopped "earth to Barry" said Deborah. "hmmm". "You're miles away" she continued as she laughed and made to pat me on the leg. Except it wasn't my leg she'd landed on. My cock was ramrod hard and it had given me away. I think she knew immediately but she didn't recoil in embarrassment. She just left her hand resting there while she took a moment. Her lips parted and very so subtly she ran her tongue over her top lip. I looked at her imploringly - I knew I was hard, she knew I was hard. Wouldn't she just move her hand and then I could wank about this situation for weeks to come. "So, you're going to take Emily shopping later? Yes?", "err yeah, anything you say". "Good boy" Deborah replied, much as Emily had last night while she pulled my tongue inside her. Deborah gently patted the bedclothes around my dick until the outline was obvious and a little tent had started to form. By now Emily had noticed and was looking on inquisitively. I was aware that my breathing had quicken, my mouth had gone dry. Deborah slowly pushed the covers down. "Mrs Whitehouse! Don't...." She just looked at me and raised her eyebrows, daring me to stop her. Emily grabbed my hand. The covers continued to descend until I was fully exposed. Erect ad standing proud. All eyes on my twitching cock. Emily took my hand and guided it back between her legs. "Aren't you a big boy?" she looked at me. She wanted an answer. "Yes, Mrs Whitehouse". "Yes, Mrs Whitehouse" she echoed. Then she very slowly and deliberately grasped my shaft and started to pump. All of that pent up cum from last night and the sexiness of this situation. My fingers once again in Emily's pussy while her mum and long term wank fantasy jerked my cock. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" one last tug and "nnnnngggrhhhhh" the torrent unleashed. The first rope hit me on the side of the face, the second did the same, plastering cum from my hair and in to my mouth. The subsequent 7 or so spurts decorated my chest with a huge spiders web of spunk. Deborah disdainfully dropped my cock with a "plop' right into the huge cum puddle and got up left and I fingered Emily to orgasm. We never spoke of it again

This happened back in the 1990s, I had just started a position at a newspaper in a nearby town. Well after being there around 6 months I got a call from Pam that my former company was finally shutting down and she would be out of a job. As luck would have it we had a position opening up in one of the advertising departments that I know she would qualify for. I told her to come in and fill out an application and give it to me and I would deliver it to the advertising director and guarantee her and interview but it would be up to her to get the job. After review all the applications Linda told me that my friend was one of the better applications and would have received an interview anyway. After a few days the interviews started. Now I saw Pam come in as my window overlooked the parking lot, so I knew she was there. What surprised me was the fact that Linda popped her head onto my office and asked me to come down to the interview room. Let me describe Linda, she was about my age 5’5”, at least c cup boobs, with a tiny waist that made her boobs look even larger and a nice round ass that swayed nicely when she walked. When I got into the room Pam was there too. Linda then startled me again but saying, Pam here will get the job providing what she has told me about your relationship is true. I asked what all she told her about and Linda said she started with a story about when you were younger her and another neighbor girl took your shorts off and you then just finished getting naked for them as they wanted to see a naked boy. She continued to say how she had played games with me at my previous job, which also had me naked and my prior boss there caught us but just made me do other things naked for her. She also said that Darlene and your sister get you doing things for them at parties and other places too. I said what exactly you want to know. She said is any of this even remotely true and I said yes, it is all true. Linda said then we are going to just have to prove it. I said how are we going to do that. She came over to my chair and asked me to stand up. When I did, she grabbed my tie and loosened it and pulled it over my head. She said that depending how far you let me go will depend on how much I believe her story. She then started unbuttoning my shirt and pulled it over my shoulders then out of my pants. She said are you sure you want me to keep going, I said I guess you are just going to have to go as far as you need to so you believe her stories about us. With that response she grabbed my belt and unbuckled it and pulled it off of my waist. Then unsnapped the top of my dress pants and grabbing the sides of them as well as my underwear she pulls them down to the floor. She then looks at my cock and said that she thinks it is bigger than her husbands. Pam finally spoke up and asked if she got the job and Linda told her yes, but she would have to go through the process anyway. After fondling my cock and them both then squeezing my ass cheeks Linda told me to get dressed but now that she has seen me, told me to expect to be seen again. I returned to my office and went back to work and shortly after, Linda comes in and closes the door and tells me that my letting her strip me was so exciting that she has been wet all day and she lifted the bottom of her dress showing me her panties which you could tell were wet by the color change. She told me that I was the first man she ever stripped like that since she did it to her husband years ago. She then moved over to be behind my desk, lefts up her dress and asks me to see how wet she really is. I took the opportunity to rub my hands over her panty covered pussy and when my fingers were wet I licked them off. She asked how do I taste and I said I needed a few more samples and this time with one hand I exposed her pussy and was rubbing it directly and again licking my finger. She then asked, and I told her, I thought she was going to orgasm as she said her husband hasn’t done oral with her for years. I asked if she wanted me to lick her now. She pulled her panties down and off and said to go ahead and lick her wet pussy. It is a good thing the doors were thick and the walls insolated well as everyone would have heard her moaning as she put out lots of juices. She told me to stop as she needed to somehow clean up to be able to leave work. The next day I was in by my usual time of 8 am, when Linda came in she said that even as wet and ready as she was for sex yesterday, her husband told her he was going to play poker at a friends house after supper. She took a shower and went to bed. I asked her how long it had been since he had gone down on her and she said she can’t remember when, he is usually in too much of a hurry and if he has a hard on then they use it and when he is done that is it. We went to work with her in her office and me in mine and about 4 o’clock she came into my office told me to grab some papers like we are going to review something in her office. I got another surprise when she sat up on her desk and hiked up her skirt and I could see her wet pussy as she had removed her panties, she said would you please play with my pussy. I wasn’t going to turn down the offer and started to lick and finger her and she was again leaking out fluids and I knew she had at least 2 orgasms as the way her pussy would grip my fingers that were inside her and all of the moaning she was doing. Once I was done, she told me that she found out where her husband was playing cards, the winner of the game got 30 minutes with the host’s wife. It dawned on her how many times Jeff came home and told her that he had won. So, she said you will be fucking me sometime soon and Pam starts on Monday. I then told her I was pretty good at cards and maybe I should go to the card party, she said you have to be invited. I said don’t you think Jeff would invite me and she said she would ask him. Things were tame at work once Pam started but after about a month, things changed. Pam came into my office and informed me that it was finally time to have fun with Joe again. I noticed that the jean skirt she was wearing was hiked up enough and her legs were spread enough for me to see her pink panties. She then told me to be ready once she gets back. I saw her walk back to the ladie’s room and then to Linda’s office when she came back I could tell she removed her bra as with the sleeveless shirt she had on her nipples were now visible and she was sitting the same way and the panties were gone giving me a direct look up at her pussy. She then told me I was to go to Linda’s office after going to the restroom and removing my underwear to present to Linda. I went ahead and did what was requested. Now let me describe the newspaper office there was one woman left in circulation dept., Dorothy who has very large boobs but is carrying a little extra weight. Pam in classifieds, Paula in display advertising, Sandy in accounting and of course Linda were the only people left in the office after 4pm. Linda handed me a card with instructions. I had to go see Pam first and she was instructed on the card to pull my zipper down and tell me to go to Dorothy. I went to Dorothy and handed her the card which told her she was to remove my belt, well with my zipper down and her handling my belt I started to get an erection and the head of my cock started coming out through the zipper, she removed my belt and sent me to Paula. The card read to Paula that she was to undo the snap on the top of my pants and let them go. Once my pants fell, I was instructed to ask Paula to unbutton and remove my shirt which she did dropping it to the floor with my pants. I then was to walk back into Linda’s office and present myself to her. Seems as though everyone forgot about Sandy and she came out of her office just in time to see my naked ass walking into Linda’s. She came down and demanded to know what was going on and Linda filled her in on everything. Sandy looked at me and said you are a very naughty boy. Linda then told me to go in front of her desk and bend over with my hands on the desk and ask Sandy to please give me a spanking. For some reason, Sandy was rather shy about the swats and they were more like taps so Linda fired her up and told her to give me 10 firm swats. While I was being swatted, another woman from the display adv. dept. showed up with a late ad and saw me naked and getting spanked. Kathy came over to the office and said I am sure glad I had a late ad to bring in can I join in the fun. Kathy then gave me 10 more swats on each cheek and they weren’t gentle ones. I then went to see Paula, Pam and Dorothy who all got their swats in. Linda the led me to the woman’s room where there was I full length mirror and told me to look into the other mirror and see how red my ass was getting. She then said she hadn’t got her swats in yet and had me bend over and put my elbows on the sink. She said I am going to give you 10 swats on each cheek and I am going to make sure I hit the reddest spots. If you can’t handle the pain, tell me to stop but you will then have to present your cock to everyone so they can swat it. I with stood the spanking and I then got to put my clothes back on. When I went back out the girls were all together and they had locked the front door. Pam then unbuttoned and removed her top revealing her boobs to everyone and she also reach down and pulled her skirt up around her waist and let me finger her pussy in front of everyone. She informed the other girls that it is only fair. We played these games with Joe that we give him some sort of reward. Linda informed the others that she had already had me eat her pussy and with Jeff never doing it, she really enjoyed it. Pam got dressed and this is just the start of many things to come for me at work and various other places when I am with the girls. I have been asked in a couple emails by some women, if I share pictures and or course I would and do you thing with the stories I have written. I am not shy about you seeing me naked. If you are local enough we can even arrange me being naked at whatever function you would like, just don’t get me arrested.

This happened back in the 1990s, I had just started a position at a newspaper in a nearby town. Well after being there around 6 months I got a call from Pam that my former company was finally shutting down and she would be out of a job. As luck would have it we had a position opening up in one of the advertising departments that I know she would qualify for. I told her to come in and fill out an application and give it to me and I would deliver it to the advertising director and guarantee her and interview but it would be up to her to get the job. After review all the applications Linda told me that my friend was one of the better applications and would have received an interview anyway. After a few days the interviews started. Now I saw Pam come in as my window overlooked the parking lot, so I knew she was there. What surprised me was the fact that Linda popped her head onto my office and asked me to come down to the interview room. Let me describe Linda, she was about my age 5’5”, at least c cup boobs, with a tiny waist that made her boobs look even larger and a nice round ass that swayed nicely when she walked. When I got into the room Pam was there too. Linda then startled me again but saying, Pam here will get the job providing what she has told me about your relationship is true. I asked what all she told her about and Linda said she started with a story about when you were younger her and another neighbor girl took your shorts off and you then just finished getting naked for them as they wanted to see a naked boy. She continued to say how she had played games with me at my previous job, which also had me naked and my prior boss there caught us but just made me do other things naked for her. She also said that Darlene and your sister get you doing things for them at parties and other places too. I said what exactly you want to know. She said is any of this even remotely true and I said yes, it is all true. Linda said then we are going to just have to prove it. I said how are we going to do that. She came over to my chair and asked me to stand up. When I did, she grabbed my tie and loosened it and pulled it over my head. She said that depending how far you let me go will depend on how much I believe her story. She then started unbuttoning my shirt and pulled it over my shoulders then out of my pants. She said are you sure you want me to keep going, I said I guess you are just going to have to go as far as you need to so you believe her stories about us. With that response she grabbed my belt and unbuckled it and pulled it off of my waist. Then unsnapped the top of my dress pants and grabbing the sides of them as well as my underwear she pulls them down to the floor. She then looks at my cock and said that she thinks it is bigger than her husbands. Pam finally spoke up and asked if she got the job and Linda told her yes, but she would have to go through the process anyway. After fondling my cock and them both then squeezing my ass cheeks Linda told me to get dressed but now that she has seen me, told me to expect to be seen again. I returned to my office and went back to work and shortly after, Linda comes in and closes the door and tells me that my letting her strip me was so exciting that she has been wet all day and she lifted the bottom of her dress showing me her panties which you could tell were wet by the color change. She told me that I was the first man she ever stripped like that since she did it to her husband years ago. She then moved over to be behind my desk, lefts up her dress and asks me to see how wet she really is. I took the opportunity to rub my hands over her panty covered pussy and when my fingers were wet I licked them off. She asked how do I taste and I said I needed a few more samples and this time with one hand I exposed her pussy and was rubbing it directly and again licking my finger. She then asked, and I told her, I thought she was going to orgasm as she said her husband hasn’t done oral with her for years. I asked if she wanted me to lick her now. She pulled her panties down and off and said to go ahead and lick her wet pussy. It is a good thing the doors were thick and the walls insolated well as everyone would have heard her moaning as she put out lots of juices. She told me to stop as she needed to somehow clean up to be able to leave work. The next day I was in by my usual time of 8 am, when Linda came in she said that even as wet and ready as she was for sex yesterday, her husband told her he was going to play poker at a friends house after supper. She took a shower and went to bed. I asked her how long it had been since he had gone down on her and she said she can’t remember when, he is usually in too much of a hurry and if he has a hard on then they use it and when he is done that is it. We went to work with her in her office and me in mine and about 4 o’clock she came into my office told me to grab some papers like we are going to review something in her office. I got another surprise when she sat up on her desk and hiked up her skirt and I could see her wet pussy as she had removed her panties, she said would you please play with my pussy. I wasn’t going to turn down the offer and started to lick and finger her and she was again leaking out fluids and I knew she had at least 2 orgasms as the way her pussy would grip my fingers that were inside her and all of the moaning she was doing. Once I was done, she told me that she found out where her husband was playing cards, the winner of the game got 30 minutes with the host’s wife. It dawned on her how many times Jeff came home and told her that he had won. So, she said you will be fucking me sometime soon and Pam starts on Monday. I then told her I was pretty good at cards and maybe I should go to the card party, she said you have to be invited. I said don’t you think Jeff would invite me and she said she would ask him. Things were tame at work once Pam started but after about a month, things changed. Pam came into my office and informed me that it was finally time to have fun with Joe again. I noticed that the jean skirt she was wearing was hiked up enough and her legs were spread enough for me to see her pink panties. She then told me to be ready once she gets back. I saw her walk back to the ladie’s room and then to Linda’s office when she came back I could tell she removed her bra as with the sleeveless shirt she had on her nipples were now visible and she was sitting the same way and the panties were gone giving me a direct look up at her pussy. She then told me I was to go to Linda’s office after going to the restroom and removing my underwear to present to Linda. I went ahead and did what was requested. Now let me describe the newspaper office there was one woman left in circulation dept., Dorothy who has very large boobs but is carrying a little extra weight. Pam in classifieds, Paula in display advertising, Sandy in accounting and of course Linda were the only people left in the office after 4pm. Linda handed me a card with instructions. I had to go see Pam first and she was instructed on the card to pull my zipper down and tell me to go to Dorothy. I went to Dorothy and handed her the card which told her she was to remove my belt, well with my zipper down and her handling my belt I started to get an erection and the head of my cock started coming out through the zipper, she removed my belt and sent me to Paula. The card read to Paula that she was to undo the snap on the top of my pants and let them go. Once my pants fell, I was instructed to ask Paula to unbutton and remove my shirt which she did dropping it to the floor with my pants. I then was to walk back into Linda’s office and present myself to her. Seems as though everyone forgot about Sandy and she came out of her office just in time to see my naked ass walking into Linda’s. She came down and demanded to know what was going on and Linda filled her in on everything. Sandy looked at me and said you are a very naughty boy. Linda then told me to go in front of her desk and bend over with my hands on the desk and ask Sandy to please give me a spanking. For some reason, Sandy was rather shy about the swats and they were more like taps so Linda fired her up and told her to give me 10 firm swats. While I was being swatted, another woman from the display adv. dept. showed up with a late ad and saw me naked and getting spanked. Kathy came over to the office and said I am sure glad I had a late ad to bring in can I join in the fun. Kathy then gave me 10 more swats on each cheek and they weren’t gentle ones. I then went to see Paula, Pam and Dorothy who all got their swats in. Linda the led me to the woman’s room where there was I full length mirror and told me to look into the other mirror and see how red my ass was getting. She then said she hadn’t got her swats in yet and had me bend over and put my elbows on the sink. She said I am going to give you 10 swats on each cheek and I am going to make sure I hit the reddest spots. If you can’t handle the pain, tell me to stop but you will then have to present your cock to everyone so they can swat it. I with stood the spanking and I then got to put my clothes back on. When I went back out the girls were all together and they had locked the front door. Pam then unbuttoned and removed her top revealing her boobs to everyone and she also reach down and pulled her skirt up around her waist and let me finger her pussy in front of everyone. She informed the other girls that it is only fair. We played these games with Joe that we give him some sort of reward. Linda informed the others that she had already had me eat her pussy and with Jeff never doing it, she really enjoyed it. Pam got dressed and this is just the start of many things to come for me at work and various other places when I am with the girls. I have been asked in a couple emails by some women, if I share pictures and or course I would and do you thing with the stories I have written. I am not shy about you seeing me naked. If you are local enough we can even arrange me being naked at whatever function you would like, just don’t get me arrested.

Jennifers inner monologue: I can't wait for Kylee's birthday party. She is turning 19 and invited BOYS. I must find the right outfit to wear. She said it was a pool party so I should get my bikini. But wait, Jason is gonna be there. I have to wear something SUPER SEXY. He is so cool I would melt if he smiled at me. What if I had a bikini that was just a string. Mmm, that gets me really horny. I can make it out of my spare flat shoelaces. ... There, all finished. Although it looks a little half assed. Hehe. It sinks really low on my hips. Like first it splits my pussy in two and then t's off at my clit. I have the band hugging the fattest part of my ass, giving it a good squeeze, perking it up. The one around my chest fits over my nipples, but my areolas are still visible. The string shoots straight up from each nipple, hooking around my neck. But honestly, it was hard to see, it just blended into my pale skin. Anyhow, I guess it's time to go to the party. It's close by, I think I can just walk there. It's really hot today, I think I can skip a towel. I'll wear my white lace sandals; they match my outfit. Wow, it feels really nice out here! Even in this heat! There is a lot of traffic and pedestrians out here. Whole families out for a stroll. They are wearing tank tops and shorts, a few are shirtless, women with their sports bras. But I must say I think I take the cake on skimpy outfits. A few are giving looks like they're mad they didn't have the guts to do it first. Jessie: Wow I guess this heat means we can wear anything! Huh? Jennifer: It feels so nice, I had to. Do you like it? Jessie: It looks really cool, but I think it would be uncomfortable if I wore it. Hahaha! I'm walking past the school now, some kids are hanging out, taking a break from their skateboards. Jennifer: Hey guys. Henry: God that outfit is such a good idea. I am drenched in my clothes. They seem to be staring at my bikini. I put my foot up on the base of a lamp post, their hungry eyes trying to see more. Jennifer: You don't think my outfit is too revealing, do you? Henry: What? No, not in this heat. It looks really useful. Are you going swimming? Jennifer: Yeah, it's Kylee's birthday party. Private event. Sorry guys. Henry (Jokingly): Fuck you, Jennifer! I didn’t want to go to your stupid ass party. Jennifer: Haha! Ok then, see you around. I continue my walk to Kylee's house. Bare ass to the world. I passed more people from my school, we waved at each other. There's a huge line of cars driving past me, I think they are going kinda slow. I can even see them checking me out in their mirrors! God, I feel so naked, it’s like I’m doing something illegal. But I’m not actually naked, am I? This makes me so wet. I pull my bikini bottoms up to press against my clit, but it only makes my issue worse. All I want to do is rub my fingers down there… I finally get there. Kylee opens the door. Kylee: Oh my god Jennifer what are you wearing? Did you walk here like that? Jennifer: Haha! Do you like it? I wanted to wear something super cute for the boys. So, I made a super tiny bikini. Kylee: Well, you look naked. Kylee pulls the string between her nipples and snaps it like a rubber band. Kylee: Well, come on inside. They walk in and everyone is staring at Jennifer. Alex: Oh my god what the fuck. Jacob: Jesus Christ what is that outfit?! Jennifer: Hey guys! It’s my new bikini, do you like it? Alex: Uhh, yeah I like it! Kinda slutty though. Jacob: Whatchu talkin about, she looks beautiful! Jason walks in to refill his punch. Jason: Whaddup slut? Jennifer thinks to herself: Oh my god he noticed me. Jennifer: Hey Jason… Jason: What, did they have a sale at the shoelace factory? Jennifer: Ha! You can tell huh? Yep, it’s just a shoelace. Jason: Well, I don’t judge. See you outside. Jennifer was blushing. Her plan is working. Jason had never noticed her before. Jennifer: Ok, see you out there! Jennifer grabbed a cup of punch and headed outside. Jennifer: How come you’re not in the pool? Jason: I got all I need right here. He holds up his drink and nods towards the girls in the pool, who stopped splashing each other to realize they were outdone by Jennifer, and their attempts at entertaining Jason were squandered. Jason had enjoyed the show, but his attention was now elsewhere. Jason: So, did you walk here like that or did you get dropped off or something? Jennifer: Oh I walked alll the way here like this. I think half the town saw my ass. Jason: Oh shit, seriously? Was there traffic? Jennifer: Tons. I think I made people drive even slower. Jason: No way. No one has the guts to do that. Jennifer: No, I can prove it! You can ask Henry later, I passed him at the school. Jason: Oh shit you’re not kidding. So why are you dressed like that? Jennifer: It’s just really hot out, I thought I could get away with it. Jason: Uh huh. What’s the real reason? You’re a freak aren’t you? Jennifer: Umm well… Jason: You wanted to put on a sexy little show for everyone didn’t you? Jennifer: Well kinda… Jason: No, you mean exactly. Jennifer: Well, you’re half right. I did want to show off, but not for everyone… Jason: Yeah fucking right. Jennifer: I mean that was just the cherry on top, I just wanted to see if anyone at the party thought it was hot. I mean, you like it, right? Jason: Do I fucking like it? Yare yare daze. Jason was visibly hard. The girls in the pool noticed and felt jealous. Jason: I just don’t understand how that tiny string can hold your massive balls. Jennifer: Ha! Wanna go for a walk? See me show off my bikini? Jason: Oh shit, seriously? Jason was somehow blushing, most of his blood was elsewhere. Jason: Now’s not a good time to stand up. Jennifer: Haha! Ok, sure. Jennifer was elated her outfit had such an effect on Jason. She totally had his attention. Jennifer: Guess I’ll get in the pool then… Hi girls! The girls were obviously pissed. Their splashing show had Jason hooked, but Jennifer had ruined it. Daisy: Hi Jennifer. Emma: Hey… Jennifer put two and two together, the girls also had a crush on Jason. Jennifer: You guys should get a bikini like mine! Daisy: And look like a total slut? No way! Jennifer: What’s so slutty about it? Daisy: Your ass is hanging out… among other things… Jennifer: It’s hot out! Emma: Just get in the pool like a normal person. Jennifer: Think I’ll just stay by Jason, since he’s so cool. Jason: Eyy! Jennifer cuddles up to Jason as the little spoon, making sure to press her ass against his groin. Jason: Any closer and you’re gonna be my new swim suit. Jennifer: Haha! I wouldn’t mind. They cuddle for a few minutes, watching the other girls play in the pool. At first they were just pressing up against each other, but then it became more like grinding. Jason felt Jennifer getting wet and could hold back no longer; unearthing his cock against Jennifer's back side. The sudden warmth and shape of his cock was exactly what Jennifer wanted. She grinded her ass against his cock, getting it harder and harder. Enjoying the sensation. He found the entrance to her pussy and pushed her bikini aside. She responded by pushing herself onto his dick, losing her virginity. They fucked slowly, not wanting to draw attention to themselves. But to the girls in the pool, they knew, they were shocked, a little jealous, a little horny. His cock, now fully nestled in Jennifers pussy, continued to thrust slowly. He couldn’t last long. Not one to deny himself an orgasm, relaxed and let the cum flow into her. It poured out like a leaky faucet. Jennifer grinded her ass deeper onto him as he grabbed her hip and thrusted faster, edging him towards a real orgasm. He slams into her, fully erupting. Emptying his balls as fast as he can. He pumps hard. Causing her to join him in his orgasm. The sudden tightness strengthens his orgasm as he fills her. He pumps the remainder of his seed into her, and they rest. Enjoying the moment. After he goes flaccid, Jennifer pulls him out and redoes her bikini. Only partially containing the cum load leaking out of her. She walks away and looks back, motioning to go upstairs. Jason was already on the move. Donate to the Jason fund Venmo @xxxJasonSensationXXX

My coworker and I went for drinks after work one evening. After a few drinks he disclosed to me that he was gay. I wasn’t sure before he told me but I had my suspicions. I felt good that he was comfortable enough with me to admit this. After a few more drinks I told him about my hobby being a exhibitionist and having enjoyed being in public parks being seen and caught in the act. I told him about a recent weekend I spent with my brother in a nudist/swingers campground. During the evening many people sat around the parks fire pit. I began to giving my brother head. People ask if we were related, he told them that he was my brother. I also told them the truth. As I continued to sucking him I felt some warm drops on my back and ass! I looked up and a group of guys were beating off around me. I loved this and continued to play with my brothers cock and beatoff a few more cocks. Even women were beating their men over me.. I finished my brother and swallowed in front of the whole group. We had a standing ovation as He and I walked down to the lake to wash all these guys off While He told me that he enjoyed outdoor sexual activity. After a few more drinks he informed of an area where people gather for mostly men go to indulge in their wants for this type of activity. By this time we were pretty lite! I begged him to show me where this place was. He agreed, and we took his car through we shouldn’t of driven for the amount of alcohol we had consumed.We ended up at the state park near my house where I go jogging most days. It was kind of late at night but we parked away away from the entrance and headed in. The moon was full and it was pretty bright. He showed me the entrance to this area. About a quarter mile from the entrance next to a large rock formation there are trees and bushes if you slide between them and the rock formation. There’s a area about ten feet deep and thirty feet long. No one can see into this area from the pathway due to the growth. We were both laughing and enjoying this little game. I asked him do you go and get some action here. He admitted that he comes here and get some head or Mutual masturbation. I laughed and offered him the chance for some mutual masturbation. Come on Tom I’ll give you a hand job right here right now! I began to strip off my clothes, I don’t know about you but I’m horny and Im getting naked and I’m going to masturbate. I got naked and sat down on a rock. My legs were wide open. Ohh shitt Tom get them pants off and get naked like me. OHH fuckkk your serious Hey why the hell-not! he got naked and sat down next to me. I started to finger my self slowly caressing my clit and my other hand slide in to Tom’s lap. He had a huge erection I put my fingers around his cock and started stroking him. He laughed OHH FUCKKK Your not kidding. I stroked him harder and harder. He reached over and played with my pussy saying I haven’t fucked around with one of these in years. I laughed and loved him giving his best shot. I told him to stand, close your eyes and believe I’m your boyfriend . I began to suck him off. He slide down my throat as I knelt in the dirt. Sucking him off I deep throated him several times. I was furiously fingering my pussy He began throbbing in my throat. He withdrew and came all over my face. He grunted fuckkk ohh shitt ! What a fucking mess I was dripping cum from my eyes,chin and even my ear got filled. FUCKKK Tom you covered me I yelled with a big smile on my face. I sat down on the rock still covered in his cum. Well now that was fun wasn’t it. He turns to me and gave me his shirt “wipe your face with this” I did. He stood me up and bent me over with out a word started to place fingers crossed my clit . He was rubbing my clit carefully I was soaking wet all ready. My tits hanging down I gripped my left nipple and pinched it. Spreading my legs wide he slide a finger in to me! I squealed and push my ass back the next thing I know he pushes two more fingers and and I start grunting and moaning! Now I’m fucking his fingers as he finger blasting me. Now he inserts his thumb in my asshole I begin to CUM ! I shake all over my legs go weak! OHH MY FUCKKKING GOD I started squatting and squirting all over his hand. I grab the rockface so I don’t fall. I finally finish my legs soaked my asshole throbbing (shit he has big fingers)I’m covered with sweat and still his cum. Oh shitt Tom your gay you could have fooled me. We both laughed and hugged and got dressed. I’ve enjoyed that area many times. I’ve been there for lunchtime just to get naked and grab a little self simulation. I’ve given hand jobs and just watched and been watched. A few days ago went to the park for my daily jog. It was pouring rain I had a an umbrella and my jogging suit on. I had no underwear on no bra just a light jogging suit. I started the day extraordinarily horny my husband had to leave first thing in the morning so there was no time to get any early morning dick. So I began the day thinking about masturbation I enjoy having my fun in public areas. I oiled and placed my butt plug in place and drove to the park. I fingered my self during the ride. No cars in the parking lot It was light raining I am used myself with the thought that I could get naked and just walk into the park since no one was around but I thought better of that idea.as I got out of the car I opened the Umbrella and kept looking around. Feeling my butt plug rub against my running suit made me wet. I began to speed walk wetter and wetter I got no one was around . The rain increase I unzipped the top and my tits were free and exposed! Loving this little game with my self I looked around with no one in sight I stepped out of my running pants and continued bareass to my destination. About a quarter of a mile away,where men meet behind there and have mutual masturbation oral copulation. I adjusted my umbrella so I could get undressed and keep my clothes fairly dry I sat up upon a rock. I figured no one was around and enjoyed the rain upon me sitting on the rocks. I began pinching my nipples and rubbing my body soaked in the rain. My hands reached my pussy and started playing with my clit ! I was so excited the rain was pouring harder than before! Ohh fuckkk I put two fingers in deep and I was pinching myself hard. With the rain pouring and my fingers making me crazy I began to orgasm. My eyes closed I rocked on that rock squirting All over the place screaming ohh shitt ohh god I finally finished. I opened my eyes and there were two guys in their twenties standing there watching me. The were naked touching each other. They smiled and began holding each other and kissing. One began to give the other oral. I watched for a few minutes and then began to touch my self again they moved closer! Watching them got me goin again.the man receiving the blowjob reached over and Caressed my left boob then slid his hand down my body on to my asscheeks. I kissed him and the other mans hand began to slide up my leg FUCKKK WHAT THE HELL. I’m gonna fool around with both these guys. I had one guy sucking my tonsils out of my mouth, and the other guy on the other side of me massaging my ass. I grab my tonsil sucker tool and it already has a condom on! As I stroke him his cohort has his fingers in my clit and I feel his jacketed cock on my ass. I bent over and started to suck tonsil cock. With My ass in the air the other guy took advantage and began to slide into me. I was being spit roasted by two guys I never met before in the morning rain storm. I felt the throbbing in my throat was I deep throated him. I my fingers on my clit and started to slapping my self as he was slamming me from behind. My legs went limp and shaking as I squirted again. Fuckkk I was going to fall forward he grabbed my hips and and held me up and continued to cum inside of me. I sat there on a rock as they took off their condom both Amazed on how much they came and filled up condoms. The rain slowed down we got dressed and left. It was great!

I have been very lucky that my wife and I have had a very active sex life, and then she took to anal fun, and soon after so did I, we have had many guys fuck us both now and enjoy times together with her fucking my arse with the strap on, I was also very lucky to meet some great guys who taught me the full fun of anal sex, and one guy in particular, Tony, who taught me a lot more, I met him one night during a small group fuck for me, with several other guys fucking me he joined in, then staying later than the others to ask if I would be keen on meeting him for 1 on 1, I said yes, as some thing was different about him, he had a nice cock but was also much more concerned with my pleasure when we played than most guys. The night came. and I met Tony at the same place, going into a room with him and started to play, my mouth sucking his cock in deep, as he lay enjoying the oral assault on his cock, I then sat right down balls deep on his cock and rode him hard, he loved it, then swung me over to fuck me doggy for some 30 mins or more, his cock giving me the first on many anal cum’s that night. As we went on, he just kept pounding my arse, for some 3 hours, with out much of a break and my anal cum’s now going wild, I lost count, then we parted making plans for another meet, I was more than keen to meet this guy again, 3 hours of solid fucking wow, A week later we met again and sure enough, he fucked me again for some 3 hours, the only reason we stopped was because where we played shut then, again I lost count of how many times this wonderful man had made my arse tingly and cum. For 2 more weeks we met and the same routine played out, I was in heaven, I had met my dream top, a guy who’s cock didn’t go soft and 3 hours of solid fucking, where had he been for so long, was all I could think of, as my body was used by him, Then as we played the following week I said, how come you haven’t cum yet, He said “I have a problem”, I thought at first of course maybe it was a medical problem or some thing like that, “What” I asked, he looked at me and said that his cock once hard doesn’t go soft, of course I replied “That’s not a problem” he continued, once I fuck a guy I have to go home and wank for some time to cum, guys don’t last long enough for me to cum in them, I looked at him and said “I will make sure you cum tonight” he said that he had never cum in a guys arse before ( he was in his 50’s to) and would like to, so with renewed energy we fucked, 3 hours went by, and he was still going, then I sat astride him and rode his cock, facing him, his hands on my arms, I worked his cock hard, using all my anal muscles, I rode him for aother 30 mins or more, his face changed and then his fingers dug hard into my arm’s, he shook, I felt his cock, grow and then with one almighty gush my butt took his full load, his face almost like he was having a heart attack, as he kept pumping cum deep in my willing arse, it was some 2 minutes or more before he calmed down and I slide of him, and again some time before he could talk, he kissed me and told me that was by far the best fuck he had ever had, holding me tight as his cock went soft, the look on his face was priceless. Well we continued to meet each week, now going to his house, with him cuming in me every time now, each time, getting better, as we learnt more about each others bodies and like’s, he used to rest a bit now, fingering my arse between fucks, using some of my vibrators and dildos in me, and then sticking his cock in with my 9 inch vibe still going inside me, it was tight, but each time it got better and easier to do, then he used 2 vibes in me and his cock, my arse growing more used to his assault, and my anal cum’s still running wild, then he started to finger my butt, more and more, he had always done that but now with more vigour, One night I was so horny it was dangerous, I rode Tony hard, he fucked me relentless for 4 hours, even when he was so tired to keep going I sat on him riding his sift cock, Tony saying you’ve got to go I have to get up early, but as his cock slide out of me, my mind wild & crazy, I jumped back on him, riding him more, and I did that for some 30 minutes before he finally got up and held me off, saying go home, his cock so sore having cum some hour before, Then one night he said “I’m going to fist you”, my mind went blurred, “WHAT” “I’m going to fist you tonight” by now my arse was well fucked, and used to his cock and toys in me together, “Good Luck” I replied, as he put more lube on his fist, handing me the popper to take a big sniff, I lay back, my mind now wondering what I was in for, as he worked in 4 fingers, then his thumb, he began to push in, then he said take some more poppers, I did, and in one quick push his fist popped in, oh hell, what a rush, I shook uncontrollably, anal cum’s ripped though me, non stop, he kept his fist still, my arse getting used to the size, then I could feel his fingers work my innards’, WOW, was all I could think, as I lost count of my anal cum’s, he was moving more freely now, pushing up harder still, then all to soon he pulled out, his cock going back in took me over the top again and again, The next meet I was wanting him to fist me, after some 90 minutes or so, he did, again, my mind was in a rush, I just kept cuming, over and over, my cock leaking so much cum as it run down my body, each night we met how it was easier and better than before, his cock always exploding deep in me at the end of the night. My cock a cummy mess, and funny enough I had to wank myself of each time to finish the night, most times sucking hard on his cummy cock to get the taste of his cum to help me satisfy my need to cum. Then he fisted me kneeling up one night ,, wow that’s even more intense, as he did I jumped of the bed, the intensity to much to bear, then he did it again slower, and soon I took it kneeling, it got better too, especial when he slipped his cock in with his fist , so tight, I could feel him holding his own cock inside my body, his cock slipping though his fingers as me fucked me hard, by now he could get some 300 mm of arm inside me, pushing into new chambers every few weeks, Then after some months, I had got him to fill me with cum and lay him down, sitting down firmly on his fist as I wanked my cock for my cock cum, I bounced up and down, my fist a blur as my cum got closer, then plop, I went right down, sitting just 1 inch from his elbow, his fist firmly planted so far in me now, my eyes lit up, he looked shocked as my cock shoot cum nearly to the bottom of the bed, I fell of him looking at him in complete surprise, as he said “that’s about as far as I can go” We repeated the event several times over the following month’s, by now I was a fister’s play toy, any guy who wanted to could fist me any way he wanted, Tony sadly moved east, and my long 3 to 4 hour fuck nights came to an end, In the mean time my wife had been asking me about how he fisted me and what it felt like, then out of the blue as we played, she started to fist me, my arse opening up as her fingers went in, she was nervous not wanting to hurt me, but in the end I said PUSH HARD, and she did, her fist going in, deep, her eyes lit up a smile a mile wide, as she began to work me over, from the inside out, her other hand wanking my rock hard cock, she kept me going for ages too then sucked the cum right out of my balls, as I exploded in her mouth. I remember one night we had been playing, and she fisted me, I was so turned on, as anal cum’s ripped me into a wild sexually state, her fist deep inside set me on fire, then as she went to with draw her hand it stuck tight, my anus gripping her hand around the wrist tightly, she pulled as I tried to relax my anus, but to no avail. I was trying to distract myself talking about the non sexiest things I could come up with, but to no avail. Her hand was stuck tight, she told me the feeling in her hand was going, and she had pins and needles in her fingers now, we got worried, but thankfully, my anus relaxed and her hand pulled out, blue from lack of blood flow, soon warmed up with some rubbing. Fisting became a regular sexual thing with us both, we would fuck and play, her using the strap on in me and fisting me to a wild cum, often with me sitting on her fist my cock over her face shooting cum in her mouth and on her face, the same thing to, some times my arse would just open up and swallow her arm, my butt stopping just short of her elbow, She also began to allow me to fist her pussy, but she could only take most of my fist, but a woman with smaller hands could play inside her pussy easier, We also met other woman who could take a fist and some time of course would fist me too, a full on fuck and fist session was a great way to spend a night, Then I met Peter, we played at the guys club several times, he fisted me the first time we met, and he was good, spending as much time fisting me as he did fucking my arse, then one night high on anal cum’s he was rock solid inside me, a wet patch under my arse that was hanging out of the sling I was in, most was his cum some was anal fluids, from my cum’s, then with out saying a thing, I felt him probing my butt with his other hand, that was normal but with one hard push his second fist went in, oh boy did I nearly pass out, the feeling of pain and pleasure was so intense, He worked me for all I was worth, pushing both in fully, splitting me in two, I was near to tears, never had I felt so full, my butt heating up as he worked on me, my anal cum’s making me jump around in the sling, as my cock shot cum every where to, he only stayed in for a few minutes, but what a feeling, then going back to fucking me for some time, then opened the door to invite more guys in to use my arse too, with him fisting me, he got a few guys to fuck my arse while he played with them inside my butt, rubbing them to completion too, They continued to fuck me for ages to, when Peter again double fisted me once more,, most guys shocked at his actions, watched in awe, my mouth took several loads of cum from guys seeing this happening in front of them, then they all went back to fucking me some more filling my sore and wore out butt with cum. I met him a few more times before he moved south, and we managed to surprise a few more guys with him double fisting me whilst playing, or putting his cock in with guys fists or his own and cuming inside feeling the wetness and heat from the cum. I have now been fisted by around 50 guys I think, most thoughly enjoying the feeling of being inside my butt, and a few woman have also found it exciting too, and I find that is really kinky seeing a womans fist slide in me, especalily on a couple of occasions her hubby watched too, I too have had the plessure of fisting quite a few guys butt too and find it exhilarating I hope I can take a fist for many more years, and enjoy lots more anal fun too with guys or woman,

It was the early 90's and I was dating a girl called Emily. She was a cute blonde (dyed). Not so tall and a little curvy with great tits and a pussy that was always ready. At that age you're just ready to fuck all the time - and we did. Usually at her place as I was still living at home with my family and there was rarely any alone time there. Emily lived with her mum in a flat and that worked out great as her mum, Deborah, was often out, either with work or socialising. Now, when I started seeing a girl my dad would always ask me to check the mother out. Either wise advice - this is likely to be how the daughter will mature, or maybe he just fancied a bit of a perv himself. Who knows? Well, Deborah was something else. she'd had Emily in her teens so was still under 40. She was always immaculately turned out, perfect hair and make up and she always wore heels. I think this is where my fascination with the typical "office hottie' started. She worked at a solicitors office in town and had that look absolutely spot on. She had long dark hair and was taller and slimmer than Emily. I fantasised about her many times and more than once her favourite black mules took a load. I would often try and sneak a look at her legs or down her top if she had something low cut on. I don't think Emily ever noticed but Deborah gave me a knowing smile once or twice. I think she liked it. So, one Saturday night Emily and me and a group of friends had been out in town having a few drinks. We were having a great time, as you would, and then part way through the evening Emily starts to slyly squeeze my cock under the table. "Let's go and have some fun on the way home. I need to get fucked so bad and I don't know if mum will be in when we get home". I didn't need to be asked twice and was soon slipping my coat on and making excuses. We left the pub giggling and decided to cut across the local golf course on the way home. It was usually deserted apart from the odd dog walker and was a handy fuck spot if we knew that we wouldn't be alone later. That evening I was feeling particularly adventurous and when we got to one of the greens I told Emily to take all of her clothes off and lie down and start masturbating for me. She looked coy and unsure. "It'll be hot" I said "and I'll do the same". She looked at me as if making up her mind and then slid her skirt and panties off. As she made to lie down I stopped her and said "everything, I want you completely naked". She kind of knowingly rolled her eyes and pulled her top over her head. I unclipped her bra and she sat down to unlace her DM's.(it was the 90's). I got to work on my own clothes while she laid back on the green and started to run her hands over her tits and down to her pussy. I couldn't take my eyes of her as I pulled my clothes off. I should describe myself - I'm just over 6ft tall and at the time I was slim and had long dark brown hair. My thick 7.5 inch uncut cock sprang to attention as I removed my underwear. Both my dick and I stood proud on 8th green, completely naked taking in the erotic sight of this wanking girl on the ground. She looked up, biting one finger in her mouth whilst stuffing others in to her eager twat. I knelt down and placed her ankles over my shoulders while I guided my hard cock inside her. She was so wet that I entered easily and I was soon hammering away with all the enthusiasm and lack of technique I could muster. She whimpered with every stroke, pushing herself onto me as best she could. Soon I had lifted her arse clear off the ground as I bear hugged her legs a pumped her full of cum. We lay there gasping for breath, recovering for a while before awkwardly getting dressed and heading back to Emily's. There was no sign of Deborah when we got in. Just a note that said she'd be out and may not get back until the morning. "Typical! We could have been fucking in bed and I wouldn't be picking grass out of my knickers" Emily said. "Come on - it was a fucking turn on and you looked so hot playing with yourself". "Oh yeah' she said, eyeing me suggestively. She backed her way over to the sofa, hitched up her skirt and whipped her panties off as she sat down and spread her legs. "I'm charge now though, get over herald get to work". Her fingers toying with her clit. Well, I didn't need telling twice and I was soon standing in front of her frantically trying to undo my trousers. "No, no, no, on your knees!" she ordered. I love licking pussy so I did as I was told. "Good boy" she said as she held my head and directed my tongue to where she wanted it. I used my fingers and then my thumb on her as I sucked and nibbled on her clit, bathing my face in her until I could sense her breathing quicken, she tensed, and then started to buck and writhe, pulling my face into her as her orgasm took her. . After a short time she got up, went to the loo and she headed for bed leaving my in the lounge with a bursting erection. I tried to complain but she said she was tired and wanted me keen and eager to please in the morning. I can’t say I was happy about that but what can you do. There was always the morning to look forward to. As we woke in the morning I was understandably “keen”. I spooned Emily, One hand on her tits and the other making it’s way south. “Somebody’s excited this morning” she whispered. “I think I’ve been hard all night”. She parted her legs just enough and I began gently fingering her. Just then the door opened and in came Deborah, hair up, black neglige - she obviously takes dressing for bed as seriously as dressing for any other occasion. “Oh, didn’t realise you were here” she said. Not in a cross way, more curious. “Err yeah it got kind of late and I didn’t fancy the walk”. It wasn’t as if I wasn’t allowed to stay over but this conversation felt awkward as I still had a finger inside Emily and my erection squashed up against her back. "OK. I'm making tea. I'll bring you both a cup" and she left. "Shit" I spat as I turned on to my back and we both sat up trying to make ourselves look presentable. Soon Deborah returned with the tea a placed a cup on the table next to Emily and the she walked around the bed to my side. Fuck she looks hot I thought. Long tanned legs on display. I was going to save this image up for later. She placed my cup and then said "budge up" and she sat on the side of the bed. Her and Emily started talking about something I wasn't really paying attention. I was acutely aware of how close I was to this very sexy older woman. And she was only partly dressed! Every time she moved the sound of the material just made the situation sexier. I was aware that the chatter had stopped "earth to Barry" said Deborah. "hmmm". "You're miles away" she continued as she laughed and made to pat me on the leg. Except it wasn't my leg she'd landed on. My cock was ramrod hard and it had given me away. I think she knew immediately but she didn't recoil in embarrassment. She just left her hand resting there while she took a moment. Her lips parted and very so subtly she ran her tongue over her top lip. I looked at her imploringly - I knew I was hard, she knew I was hard. Wouldn't she just move her hand and then I could wank about this situation for weeks to come. "So, you're going to take Emily shopping later? Yes?", "err yeah, anything you say". "Good boy" Deborah replied, much as Emily had last night while she pulled my tongue inside her. Deborah gently patted the bedclothes around my dick until the outline was obvious and a little tent had started to form. By now Emily had noticed and was looking on inquisitively. I was aware that my breathing had quicken, my mouth had gone dry. Deborah slowly pushed the covers down. "Mrs Whitehouse! Don't...." She just looked at me and raised her eyebrows, daring me to stop her. Emily grabbed my hand. The covers continued to descend until I was fully exposed. Erect ad standing proud. All eyes on my twitching cock. Emily took my hand and guided it back between her legs. "Aren't you a big boy?" she looked at me. She wanted an answer. "Yes, Mrs Whitehouse". "Yes, Mrs Whitehouse" she echoed. Then she very slowly and deliberately grasped my shaft and started to pump. All of that pent up cum from last night and the sexiness of this situation. My fingers once again in Emily's pussy while her mum and long term wank fantasy jerked my cock. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" one last tug and "nnnnngggrhhhhh" the torrent unleashed. The first rope hit me on the side of the face, the second did the same, plastering cum from my hair and in to my mouth. The subsequent 7 or so spurts decorated my chest with a huge spiders web of spunk. Deborah disdainfully dropped my cock with a "plop' right into the huge cum puddle and got up left and I fingered Emily to orgasm. We never spoke of it again

Pet Story There she was again. She always seems to be at the bus stop the same time every day. Those long long legs, that wonderfully perky smile and those simply gorgeous baby blue eyes. I smiled and said hello, like I had every day for the past two weeks now. She looked up at me from the bench and smiled. When she scooted over and asked me to join her I could hardly refuse, or even believe my luck. "You ride this bus everyday don't you?" She said closing her book. I shifted my book bag to my feet and sat my grocery bag on my lap. "Yeah…you do too don't you? It's nice to see a familiar face after a long day of school and work isn't it?" "Yeah it is." She said giggling a little. She poked my groceries and asked. "You got quite a bag full there. You shop for more than one?” Not quite sure how to respond to that I looked down at my sack, and then said. “No…just me…and, well my dog I guess." "Oh how nice! What kind of dog is it?" she asked brightening, and reaching to help me catch my grocery bag as the bus lurched to a halt. "Thanks" I said, blushing a little, "he's just a mutt really. No particular breed that I know of. " "Well is he a big dog, a little one, what?" She asked as the bus began moving again. “I like dogs. I am studying to become a vet." "Really?" I asked, warming to the subject. "That's great! Well he's not real big I guess, sort of a lap dog, but he's friendly though maybe too friendly sometimes." I added blushing again. "How so?" She asked cocking her head a little to one side. Puffing out my cheeks a little and blowing a little air I said. "Whew...Uh well…he sniffs everyone who comes to my apartment, especially dates! It's so embarrassing!" I said reddening. She tossed her head back and laughed out loud drawing a few bemused looks from the other passengers. "All dogs do that. Yeah, I guess it can be a little embarrassing though." And she laughed again. “Have you ever disciplined him for it?" She asked after she'd regained some composure. "I've tried," I admitted uneasily and shifting a little in my seat. "I really don't have the heart to hit him though, I kinda feel sorry for him." I said with a bent head. "Why?" She asked a little more seriously. I looked up to see her beautiful blue eyes looking into mine. "Well, he's blind for one thing and he really doesn't get out much, so I guess I pamper him more than I should." I looked away feeling the heat in my cheeks as I flushed red again. "Oh no!" She said covering her mouth, “I’m sorry… how did he go blind? I mean was he in an accident, or did he have some kind of disease?" "Oh nothing like that." I said reassuringly, “He was born blind, he doesn't have any eyes at all." She looked at me puzzled. “Born with no eyes?" She asked with curiosity. “I’ve never heard of that before." I started to reach for my book bag as the bus slowed at my stop."This is me." I said looking apologetically. She looked up to see the street sign as the bus stopped and reached out and took the strap of my book bag in one hand stopping me. "I only live a block or two from here. Do you mind if I come up and see your dog... that is if I'm not being too forward." She added blushing a little herself. Not quite believing my luck I took a second or two to answer. "Uh sure! I don't mind… but I did warn you…" I said smiling coyly "I know" She said grinning as we stepped down from the bus and started toward my building. She was carrying my book bag and I the groceries. As she followed behind me I got the distinct impression that she was checking me out, especially when I turned to hold the door for her and she blushed when she realized I was looking at her. "Just let me check my mail box." Shifting my groceries to one arm and juggling my keys to get the right one. I got the box open and dropped my keys as I reached for my assorted bills and junk mail. She picked up my keys and handed them to me after I put my mail in the grocery bag. Her hand felt hot to the touch and she smiled a little self consciously as her hand lingered in mine. "Thanks" I said not wanting to tear my eyes from hers. I snapped out of the trance when she asked. "So what's his name?" "Pardon?" I stammered before my mind kicked back into gear. "Your dog." She said. "He does have a name doesn't he?" "Oh." I smiled and said, "Uh no…actually he doesn't. I just call him "dog" but I really don't have to call him anything…he's kinda deaf too." I added "Goodness!" She said taken aback slightly. “Blind and deaf?" "Yeah." I said as we stopped at my door and opened it. "He was born with no ears too… and… well… not much hair either." Pausing before opening the door I turned to look at her and asked "You still want to see him?" "I'm studying to become a vet remember? Of course I want to see him" She stated showing curiosity "Ok" I said, “But you might have to coax him out of hiding, he's a little shy at first. I went to the kitchen and put the groceries away while she looked around my living room and finally sat down on the couch. “You want a beer or something?" I shouted from the other room. "Do you have any wine?" She responded. "Yeah… red be all right? It's cold." I said reaching for two glasses. "That's great! Sure." I could tell she was still looking for my dog. "Here you go I said handing her a glass and sitting down next to her on my couch." Smiling, she took the offered glass and sipped. "I don't see your dog anywhere, he must be hiding or something.” She said looking around yet again. "Well I did tell you that he has to get used to you first. Just as well though really… he's not especially pretty or anything." Giggling she looked at me and said, "You trying to tell me he's ugly or something?" "Oh no…not ugly really, he kinda grows on you after a while I guess, but not ugly." I said crossing my leg closest to her over my other knee and grinning a little embarrassedly. On our third glass of wine, we were starting to loosen up. I had heard about all her classes for her major in animal husbandry and pre veterinarian studies. She had told me about her home town and her family and I about mine. By our fourth glass we were both starting to feel the effect of the alcohol a little more readily. When my leg brushed against hers I felt an electrical charge surge between us. I guess she did too because she leaned forward and set her glass on the coffee table and then ran her hand up my arm as I leaned closer and kissed her experimentally on her lips. I don't know where the next few minutes went to, but before long we both were out of breath and gasping in each other's embrace. Draping her nearest leg over mine, so that she could get closer, she asked. "So where is this dog of yours? I'm beginning to think you don't even have one." She said smiling "Would you really mind if I didn't?" I asked grinning at her. "Not right now I wouldn't." She purred up at me then got a funny look in her eyes and shifted her draped leg a little. Looking back up into my face with one eyebrow raised and a sly grin on her face, she said. "Hello… what's this?" Blushing and trying not to look her straight in the eyes I finally managed to say “Uh… that's my dog." Her face took on a blank look, and then she frowned and looked down. She rolled her eyes and started laughing and she slapped me on the chest and tugged the hair on the back of my head. "You're a sneaky bastard aren't you?" she said still laughing, and she wiggled her leg on my now growing "puppy". "He's Blind he says! And has no ears! Ha!" Tears were in her eyes now from laughing so hard. When she began to calm back down and was wiping the tears from her eyes, I offered her her wine glass back for a sip. She smiled at me as she set it back down on the table after draining it. "I think I want you to meet my cat!" She said with a devilish grin, as she reached up and kissed me on the lips again. The end

I cut the shoulder straps Stephanie's tank top and yanked the rest of the shirt down to her waist. She had no bra on because she was about to go to sleep when I kidnapped her, so her big healthy breasts popped out bouncing when I yanked her shirt down. I couldn't resist and immediately grabbed them and started suckling on them. I stood her up to her feet. "Walk." I command. She then refused because she knew I was trying to do. I wanted to see her limp around. I had just destroyed her pussy so I knew she was going to limp. Then I yelled "FUCKING BITCH! I SAID WALK" and then ripped the rest of her shirt off, leaving her completely naked, and I grabbed her hair with my left hand, tilted her head back, and with my right hand started slapping her tits over and over again as hard as I could, and she couldn't scream nor defend herself because of the tape and handcuffs but I could still hear beautiful muffled cries and whimpers of pain. I gave her a break for a few seconds. "Walk." I told her. She hesitated and I gave her another breast beating. With this she finally obeyed at the next break, and started walking. She was limping every other step. Then everybody in the room, about 20 guys started laughing hysterically at her, a couple of guys were filming her with their phones. After we were done laughing at her I ran up to her and I grabbed her by the throat, picked her up, and slammed her on the desk. She was now on her back. I spread her legs and grabbed a bottle of lube and lubed up her ass and pushed the head of my cock into her tight ass hole. As I was inching my way in her ass, her body was jerking around in pain. I put her legs on my shoulders and grabbed them and violently thrust the rest of my massive cock, balls deep into her ass. Her beautiful perfect ass felt amazing as her butt cheeks slammed against my lap after each hard thrust. Her body was rolling and jerking around in pain even worse than before. I thrust in and out of her violently as I fucked her in her ass in missionary position for another 10 minutes and blew a gigantic load deep in her ass. "She's all yours. I want her pussy and her ass hole both overflowing with cum by the time I come back! You should start with her ass while it's still gaped" I commanded the men. They took turns fucking her and pulling out and jacking off into her gaped ass, ejaculating their semen into the open hole. Then they did the same thing with her pussy. but it was harder since the pussy is harder to gape, so they took turns cumming deep in her pussy. By the time it started to get closer to the overflow point it was gaped enough so that everyone can shoot cum shots into it like they did to her ass. In the mean time I drove to the prison in which Razor was being held. "I am in charge of this case now, this prisoner is coming with me!" I told the warden. They turned over Razor's custody over to me and I drove him back to the Lair and uncuffed him. I drove him to the lair. "Everybody, now let's give her a full body bukkake!" everyone started to jack off and cum on her naked body. It took all 200 men to cover her in cum from head to toe. Her face, her ass and her breasts were the most cum coated areas After this the rape was over, but not the humiliation. I threw her in the back of my car and I drove her to the parking lot of her college. It was 6am in the morning. I chained her to a lamp post in the parking lot so that she cannot escape being naked and raped out in the open. I cleaned the semen off my hands (from touching her) and drove off. Teachers started arriving and when they saw her, they called the police. They arrived and tried to cut her loose but it took a while since the chain was hardened metal. During the time the cops were trying to break the chain, student after student started arriving, and seeing Stephanie naked and covered in cum. She was popular at her college so they all recognized her quick. Finally the cops broke the lock and took her to the hospital. After examination, they measured that she had swallowed 2 pints of pure semen. She suffered so much damage to both her ass and her pussy that for weeks she felt excruciating pain every time she peed or took a shit. She had to be on crutches for a couple days because it hurt so much to walk. Her lips were swelled up from being slapped around for hours. She had awful hand prints all over her breasts and butt cheeks, also from being slapped around for hours. On top of all this she later found out she was pregnant, only god knows who of the 200 guys the dad is. I edit the videos that were filmed to make an ultimate video of the entire rape of Stephanie, and I posted it on her Facebook wall. When she deleted me I tagged all her friends to the video. So no matter what, the video was continually being watched by all her friends. Stephanie begged me to stop posting it, but instead I posted it on Facebook every day for days. My facebook account was banned and I just made a new one and posted it with that account. Then I stopped for a bit, I had to focus on my escape from the country.

Woman around 27 years old. Married childless after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still she has not been able to become a mother . Then she tried with her old boy friend and then with Mr Vijay Kumar to have a child but all her efforts were fruitless as ever. Then she went to Her sister who was blessed with a baby girl to assist her in raising her baby. In her quest to have her own child she visits a ashram to take a special treatment. She was given Diksha and named Maya after Diksha. In Part 16 you Read Uday: Master-ji, our Madam is having some problem with her blouse, can you see if you can correct that. Master-ji: But I right now I am busy taking measurements. It will take some time. Uday: Okay Master-ji, she will wait for a while. The tailor looked at me. His eyesight seemed to be weak, as he looked quite a while at me through his thick glasses. At that time another man came out of the house, he was middle aged, may be around 40, very thin, also wearing a lungi. Master-ji: Ramlal take Madam inside. I am coming from toilet. ---- Now Further Uday whispered in her ears that Ramlal was Master-ji's brother, who helped him in his tailoring and that they can stitch a blouse in only a couple of hours. Since it took at least a week to sew a blouse by our town's ladies tailor, I was quite impressed hearing it. Uday: Madam, I really have nothing to do here now. I would advise you to get a new blouse stitched by Master-ji. I will go to the village and pick you up from here in an hour. Maya nodded knowing nothing what waited for her there and Uday was gone. Ramlal: Come with her Madam. His voice was very harsh and he looked rough too. He was ogling like most males at her upright breasts. He led her to a very small room. There was a sewing machine at the right side, a sari hanging diagonally on the left, and a heap of colored clothes. The room was undoubtedly humid, as there was no ventilation except the door. A dim bulb illuminated the room and a table fan was giving air. Since Maya came from outside, it took some seconds to get accustomed to the light and she noticed a girl was standing there also at one corner. Ramlal: Sorry for the inconvenience Madam. There is not much space here. Master-ji will finish taking the measurements of this girl and then attend you. You sit on this stool till such time. Maya was about to look intently at the girl who was standing at the corner of the room, but saying the above Ramlal forwarded her the stool, but kept on holding to that. She was rather irritated by his act, because if she sit now she will have to put part of her buttocks on his fingers and naturally she reacted heatedly. Maya: What is this? How can I sit if you hold the stool like this? Ramlal: Madam, don't get angry please. I am not sure if it can take your weight. Yesterday only one toppled and got hurt. Maya understood and smiled on her own seeing the condition of the stool. Maya: Yes, your stool looks like you in health. The girl who was standing there also laughed at her comment. Ramlal of course smiled big like a rascal showing his teeth, but did not remove his fingers from the stool top and Maya had to sit on that as he was supporting it. She was conscious enough not to sit on his fingers directly, but the position was such, his fingers got partially pressed between her firm ass cheeks and the wooden tool as she sat. Maya was sure he must have enjoyed the roundness of this 27-year-old housewife, but the very contact of male fingers on her smooth bottom triggered her heartbeat. She promptly compelled him to leave the stool and adjusted on it herself. Maya looked at the girl now. She was a teenager wearing a ghagra-choli. Clearly she was not wearing a bra and her nipples were quite evident through her thin blouse. Maya looked at Ramlal's eyes to see whether he was eyeing them, but was shocked to find he was instead eyeing her cleavage! Maya instantly adjusted her pallu, which was displaced, to conceal her cleavage and to stop the free show he was getting due to the two open hooks of her blouse. By this time Master-ji was back. Master-ji: Madam, sorry to keep you waiting. I will finish within five minutes. Then what happened in the next five minutes was more appalling and Maya had never seen such offensive thing done in a tailor shop in her life. Master-ji went up to the girl who came for a choli stitching and took all measurements with his hands, means stretching his fingers! There was no tape, though there was a measurement string. Maya was dumbstruck. Master-ji took all measurements starting from her sleeves, her shoulder, her back, her armpits, and obviously her twin cups with his fingers and Ramlal verified that with the measurement string and jotted down in a notebook. Maya noted that the girl was quite nonchalant in spite of continuous stroking and touching of her youthful boobs by Master-ji. Maya felt her heart would miss a bit when Master-ji took a measurement with his thumb poking exactly the girls' upright nipple and his middle finger touching her boob base. The measurement was over soon and the girl went away. Now Maya had to ask the obvious to this tailor duo. Maya: Master-ji, why don't you use the tape for measurement? Master-ji: Madam, I have more faith in her hands rather than on the tape. I am stitching blouse for 30 years now and there has been little complaint from her customers. Madam, don't think since I stay here means I stitch only for villagers, My blouse go to the metro cities also. I also stitch undergarments for 10 years Madam, and I had no major complaints on such delicate things also. And all are done based on her finger measurements. Master-ji seemed determined to convince Maya about his style of taking measurement. Master-ji: Madam, look at your side to that heap. All those bra and panty would go to the cities and you would purchase that in attractive packs from shop. If this method was not correct, could I run this business for such a long time Madam? Maya looked at the heap of colored clothes, which though she noted entering the room, but due to the dim light was unable to perceive what they were and moreover she came from direct sunlight from outside. Now visibility was clear and she noticed a heap of brassiere and panty of different colors.Maya really had no idea that these can be stitched as well like the blouse. Maya: I thought Master-ji that the undergarments we buy are machine-made. Master-ji: No Madam, not all. Some like these are hand-made too and these also are hand measured on different women. He paused for a second and continued. Master-ji: Madam since you are from the town, you feel shy seeing me take measurements like this. But believe me Madam, this actually gives a better fit to the blouse. If I give you an example, you might understand, there are so many types of toothbrush in the market, isn't it? Some with an angled top, some with curvy bristles, etc. etc., but Madam why so many variations? Because the toothbrush is not that flexible moving on our denture unlike our finger, which is so very flexible. I was listening curiously now, though he was old and feeble, was explaining in a nice way. Master-ji: Same is the case here Madam, tape is not the best tool to measure female anatomy. Fingers and hand flexibility is a better tool. Maya was more or less convinced by Master-ji's narration and did not want to bother too much on this issue. Afterall, it's a just five minute measurement session. Master-ji: Okay Madam. Let us come to your problem now. What is the problem with your blouse? This one also is sewed by me only. Master-ji had a smile on his face now. Ramlal by this time was busy with the sewing machine stitching some cloth. Maya: Master-ji though it is 36 size as per the ashram, the cups are too small for me. Master-ji: Ramlal, give Madam a 38 size blouse to try out. Maya was surprised that he did not even bother to see her blouse once to look for the problem. Continued --------------------------------------------------- This story is not meant to offend or an attack on Muslims or Hindus or any of their Gurus or ways. it is my way of putting a twist for fun and enjoyment.

Disclaimer: All sexual acts in this story are between people of 18 years or older Disclaimer: there are some extreme acts including rape and violence in this story. if you aren't into that sort of thing please don't read. My Daughter Chelsie's mother had died when she was young. At the time, I didn't know what I would do, but Chelsie's presence alone had been enough to keep me sane. She'd given me a reason to hope and to go on living. She was a reminder to me that life does go on, and in some cases, it needed nurturing and care. I guess that's one of the reasons I was such a protective and overbearing father. Chelsie was like a princess growing up, singing in the school choir and playing clarinet in the school band. I enrolled her in St. Mary's school for young ladies in high school. There she met other young women and made many life long friend's. She even managed to graduate with high distinction at the age of seventeen and planned to spend the next six months at home before going off to spend a year abroad. Chelsie was a beautiful young woman, and that troubled me as I had been a single man since her mother had died when she was a baby. I was starting to feel things when she was around me that no father should ever think about his Daughter. Like, for example, if, I accidentally bumped up against her in our cramped kitchen quarters in the morning. I could feel Chelsie's young fertile hips press against me in inappropriate area's, sending blood rushing to all the wrong places. Then I would quickly have to make an excuse and runoff and have a long cold shower, berating myself for having such thoughts. This odd morning ritual went on for three month's or so before one fateful morning, after I had bumped into Chelsie in the confines of our small kitchen. I just couldn't take it anymore, that was the first day my morning shower ran hot, and I jacked off over Chelsie's beautiful, Lustful figure. I imagined her standing in front of me in the shower, staring up at me with crystal blue eyes. Her beautiful wet brunette hair matted to her neck and back; The water trickling down her perky C-cup breasts and dripping off her nipple's; Her Young fertile hips, rounding out her exceptional figure around her jewel of chastity. Her exercise hardened thighs and booty, just making her all the more irresistible. I wanted to lift her up and make love to her against the glass wall of the shower. I wanted her to wrap her arms and legs aground me an scream "Fuck me! Daddy, Fuck me!" as I slowly drove my Cock deep into her pussy over and over again. "NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" I yelled out loud as I came all over the shower floor. What had I just done? "Daddy? Are you okay in there?" came my Daughter's smooth, choir trained voice from the other side of the bathroom door. "Yeah honey, it's okay, I just slipped in the shower is all," I responded, trying to wash away all evidence. "Okay," came her worried voice, "just be safe in there, alright." That, what I had just done, it could never, ever, happen again. So, for the next week, I tried hard to make careful sure that I didn't touch my Daughter in any way, shape or form. But it was nearly impossible, considering how much she loved to hug me and kiss my cheek whenever she went to bed or left the house. After that loooooong week of torture, I decided to give up and let things run there course. If I kept on like this, I would just end up exploding in carnal lust. The next morning my shower finally ran hot again. And the following day too, and the next, and the next, and the next. After about a month of this, I started to grind up against Chelsie subtly, but on purpose. Every time I did it, I would grind more and more of my Thick Cock into her. But I always made sure to tuck my knob up into my waistband beforehand, so she didn't feel anything hard jabbing into her. One morning, however, I slipped, and Chelsie felt the full length and girth of my schlong jab into her as I sidled past on my way to the fridge. "EEEWWWW Daddy, I don't want that thing sticking into me, Get it away from me!" she protested. I don't know why, but my heart broke a little at that comment. I guess I had been living in some kind of fantasy world up until then. One in which I would eventually end up making long, passionate, love to my Daughter. After that, my shower fantasies changed little by little getting rougher and rougher. I no longer wanted to make love to Chelsie. I wanted to fuck her hard and fast up against the glass. I wanted to pound her Cunt until she was bruised and broken. I wanted to throat fuck her choir trained vocal cords. I wanted to flip her over and fuck her ass until she gaped. I wanted all that and more, but I knew it could never happen. So I decided on a different plan of action. The day before she left for her year abroad was Chelsie's eighteenth birthday, and I had decided to get her a very special surprise. I woke her up with a kiss on the forehead "wake up little princess, you're an adult today" I whispered as she squirmed groggily lying bed. "Daddy, ugh! What time is it?" she asked blearily. "it's nine o'clock, you should be up and eating breakfast by now." I said, standing up and flinging the sheet back, revealing her completely naked, lustful figure. "EEEEEEEEKKK!!!!!!" she squealed squirming to cover her blatantly visible lady parts. I just stared, shocked at my good fortune before quickly turning away. "Jeez Chelsie, since when did you start sleeping in the nude?" I asked, looking at the wall while she dressed promptly into her morning clothes. "Not long," she stated grumpily, "I figured I'd be out in the world soon, so I wanted to get used to it before the 'real thing'... Okay, all done." I turned around and looked at her. My Daughter looked radiant today, so much so that I nearly cancelled her Birthday Surprise then and there. I felt a surge deep down inside me, this Beautiful Woman, because she was a woman now, was something that I had to protect desperately. But then she came up to me and gave me a big, giant hug, squeezing her breasts hard against my chest and kissing me on the cheek. "Thank you, Daddy, I know today will be the most memorable day of my life and all because of you," she said, walking out of the room. Yes, I thought, Yes it will. Chelsie had a day party with her friends from St. Mary's coming over and listening to music the entire day while trying to hide there underage drinking from me. But by Seven o'clock that evening most of them were starting to feel it. They left in one's and two's until, eventually, only Chelsie and I were left. "Well at least your friends were clean," I said, looking around at the house. "There won't be much around the house to clean up in the morning". Chelsie almost snorted at that comment. "Well, what did you expect, Daddy? We did all go to 'St. Mary's school for young ladies' after all." Chelsie said, looking at me like I was thick-headed. "Well I'm off to bed Daddy, today's been such a big day, and I'm wiped out." "Wait a minute, honey," I said, grabbing her shoulder as she turned to go. "Daddy has one more Surprise birthday present waiting for you." Chelsie's eyes lit up at the thought of more joy and gifts. "I do, however, need to blindfold you first," I said. I swear she was almost like a puppy, the way she bounced up on her tippy toes, ready for anything. So I drew a long black ribbon out of my pocket and began winding it around her head, blocking out more and more of her sight on each rotation until she was completely blind. Taking her by the hand, I spun her in circle multiple times. Then I led her through the house and down the stairs to the basement. In the middle of the basement was a circular bed and mattress with a deck chair next to it. "Where are we Daddy?" wondered Chelsie looking around blindly. "A special place where dreams become reality," I said as the lock clicked on the basement door. Then I led my Daughter to the bed and guided her to sit down next to me on it. "Okay Chelsie, Now you know how much I love you, right? And you know how much I'm going to miss you when your oversea's. Well, this is a present because of all of that, it's what you could call a christening in the ways of the outside world, I guess." with that, I stepped away and began to undress silently. I took a seat on the deck chair and lay back, massaging my Cock as I watched her. She didn't know it, but ten naked black men with forearm sized cocks approached her from all sides. I looked around at the black men I'd managed to sneak into the house the night before. It hadn't been hard to persuade them to keep silent in the basement for a day. I'd simply gone from gym to gym showing them all a photo of my Daughter and offering a quick explanation of what I'd planned for them to do, one hundred per cent success rate. "Daddy, where are you?" called out Chelsie, "I don't think I like this surprise your planning. Can I take my blindfold off?" looking around at my new 'friends' I held my finger to my lips and said, "Sure, Honey, go ahead." I watched my Daughter's beautiful face slowly change as her eyes came into focus in the basements low lighting. First, there was confusion, as she saw the numerous figures that surrounded her, breathing hard in anticipation. Then, there was fear, as she made out there large black masculine forms and extended forearm-thick juicy members. Finally, horror made it's way onto her features as she made eye contact with me and realised that this had all been my birthday surprise for her. "That's right, Honey," I said, smiling broadly, "tonight you're going to get GangRaped harder than anyone will ever fuck you ever again, and I'm going to watch." Chelsie managed to stammer, "B-B-But Daddy-" before, SMACK!!! I slapped her so hard it sent her flying off the bed. Lifting her by the throat, I Slammed her back onto the bed and roared in her face, "ENOUGH CUNT! YOUR MEATHOLE BELONGS TO THEM UNTIL IT'S MORNING OR UNTIL I SAY STOP. DO YOU UNDERSTAND, SLUT! YOUR NOTHING BUT A FILTHY WORTHLESS WHORE. I HATE YOU, AND YOU COMPLETELY DESERVE EVERY SINGLE PAINFUL SECOND OF THIS, YOU LITTLE VILE CUNT?" There wasn't a peep out of her lips as she stared, wide-eyed at the numerous cocks surrounding her, I think she was in a state of shock. Then she managed to lock eyes with me as I lay back, jerking my rock hard member over the scene playing out in front of me. I watched, pounding harder and harder as her eye's turned from shock to deep sadness as she realised that this had all been my doing. I had planned it and put in all the time and effort to find such willing Rapists. That made me smile broadly. Then, they all attacked her at once. The first Man to reach her gripped a big chunk of her brunette hair and slammed her head sideways onto the edge of the bed. He began to viciously Throatfuck her as the second Man took hold of her ass, ripped down her skirt, and plunged his Schlong balls deep in her ass before starting to jackhammer away mercilessly. I could see the pain, fully visible in my Daughter's eyes as she stared back at me from behind the first Man's pounding hips. Her eye's simply said, "Why?" but all that did was make my Cock harder. The other men that were able to reach her began to violently tear away at her clothes, rubbing there Cocks on whatever piece of bare skin they could touch. It wasn't long at all before every shred of clothing was gone, and she was entirely at there disposal. Chelsie made a sound like "GUUUUUUUUUGGGGHHH!!!" as her eyeballs rolled back in her head. I think she was starting to asphyxiate, but I let it continue for about thirty seconds longer before yelling "CHANGE!" Rapist one and two stepped back, allowing my Daughter a moment of reprisal as she coughed and spluttered her way back from semi-consciousness. Then the third and fourth Rapist moved forward to take their place. They flipped her on her back and then one of them straddled her face and began pound at her throat hole while the other bent her legs back and started fucking her ass again. Ass-fucker passed Chelsie's ankle's to throat-fucker, and he pushed them down against the bed on either side of him before pinning them with his knees and continuing to pump my Daughter's face hole. This brought a collective laugh from the GangRape participants as they continued to circle hungrily, smacking at her now and then. Chelsie tried to keep her sad eyes fixed on mine as much as possible, but her pleading expression only made me hornier. My Cock was already rock hard to the point where I could barely touch it for fear of splooge. "ALRIGHT!" I yelled, "IT'S TIME FOR THE MAIN EVENT." I stood up and made my way forward, the Rapists parting way before me. Finally, throat-fucker and ass-fucker expelled their loads and backed off, leaving Chelsie in a quivering, spluttering mess on the mattress. "It's okay, Honey, Daddy's got you now," I said, cradling my Daughter's battered and abused body. "everything's going to be alright now, Daddy's here" I cooed, rocking forward and backward as if caring for a baby. "W-W-Why, D-Daddy?" Chelsie choked out, staring up at me with confusion, "Why did you do this to me?" I stared back at her for a long moment before saying "Because your eighteen now, Honey, which means I can do this!" Then I threw her on the bed, parted her knees and ploughed my engorged Cock, Balls deep into her Cunt. Unfortunately, that was all it took, and I spurted a mountain of cum deep inside my Daughters virgin cunt. I lay atop and inside her, rehardening while I kissed her, loved her, needed her, over and over again. Then, as I stiffened enough, I began to make love to my Daughter. Slowly I ground my Cock deep inside her sweat-drenched Cunt. I started moving faster when I realised she was kissing me back now. I felt her tongue slide tentatively into my mouth, slowly at first then with great vigour as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. Great moans of pleasure echoed from her lips as she pulled me tightly into her, every single thrust harder and harder like somehow she wasn't able to get enough. "MOAR" she yelled, ripping her mouth from mine, "Fuck me, Daddy, Fuck me MOAR! FUCK MY CUNT! It feels soooo good. Give me MOAR! Moar Cocks, I NEED MOAR COCKSH! PLEEEAASE!!!" Then I felt a sense of vertigo as she flipped me off her. Crawling to my feet, I could see Chelsie was on her knee's now and was willingly deepthroating one of the Rapists Cocks while manually stimulating two more. A third Rapist had maneuvered himself under her Cunt. Chelsie was slowly sinking onto his Massive Cock, preparing to grind at it over and over again. I climbed back onto the bed and went for the only empty hole left available and began to fuck Chelsie's Asshole as fast as I possibly could. "MMMMMMNN!" My Daughter moaned as she performed what is known as a screaming eagle. Or when someone is double penetrated and deep throated at the same time as performing duel handjobs. "MMMMMMMMMNNN!!!, MMMMMNN!!, MMMN!, MMMN!, MMMN!, MMMN!, MMMN!, MMMN!, MMMN!, MMMMMMMMMMMNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!" Chelsie moaned as she quivered and vibrated, cuming hard into a climax, then she collapsed, her body refusing to move. "CHANGE" I yelled. "No, Daddy, No! I can't take it anymore" She pleaded, barely able to speak the words. "Oh, But Honey! we've only just begun!" I answered, smiling broadly, "We're going to Fuck you until daylight, and there's nothing you can do to stop it." The last few Rapists stepped forward, and one climbed onto the bed to lie next to my Daughter. The other two lifted her vaguely struggling form and sat her on his Cock, Ass first. Then they entered her from either end, spit-roasting Chelsie, while I lay back on my deck chair enjoying the show. We continued to rape my Daughter time and time again until the early hours of the morning, at which time I began sending the Rapists out of the house in ones and two's until only Chelsie, and I were left in the basement. "So, Honey, how did you like your first GangRape?" I asked, "Uuuuhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" she said in response. "You know what, Honey, I'm still horny, what about you?" I said as I climbed atop her sweat-soaked body again and inserted my knob, in between her pussylips. Chelsie was only Semi-conscious as I began to plough her Cunt harder and harder, drool dripping down her chin. "UUUUHH!" she mumbled as I slapped her as hard as I could, trying to bring her back to full consciousness. when that didn't work, I Backhanded her then hit her again. "P-p-pleesh! shtop it, Daddy! W-why are yoosh shtill fucking mesh? T-they're all... gone, Itsh only ush now?" Chelsie begged hysterically. My body stiffened as I came at hearing My Daughter Beg for mercy. "THAT'S RIGHT CUNT! BEG FOR MERCY! SUBMIT!!!," I boasted, choking her with both hands, holding them down hard. I continued to hold her there like that, feeling the sense of power it gave me as I slowly choked the life out of her body. She was going to die in a couple of minutes unless I decided otherwise. "UNDERSTAND NOW CUNT, YOU'RE ABOUT TO DIE AND THERES NOTHING YOU CAN DO, BECAUSE YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A FILTHY WHORE WHO LOVES AS MANY COCKS AS POSSIBLE!" Then Chelsie's eyes rolled as she began to asphyxiate. Damn her she was dying too quickly and taking all the fun out of it. Then I relaxed, realising all the things I could yet do with my 'imprisoned', exceptionally fuckable Daughter. I eventually climbed off her desecrated figure and picked her up, flipping her over my shoulder. "I'm sorry Honey, but you're not going away on holiday," I said as I walked over to the wall-mounted manacles, "this basement's going to be your home for the foreseeable future?"D

Here I am, a single girl in the outskirts of Madrid. Why am I interesting enough to write an erotic diary? Well, I'm quite introverted, I am a translator, of English origin- Middlesbrough actually. I am quite focused in my life, so things do happen to me, and as I spend a lot of time on the computer, I thought that it would be nice to try to write erotica. My sex life? As I want to start by writing in diary format, I don't know what is going to happen, but I am sexually active- my first orientation was heterosexual, but I became pansexual in my early 20s- meaning that the sex of any lover is not of prime importance to me. I was in a big hetero relationship, and that left me with a little girl, called Meritxell (thats a Catalan name- her father's influence). She is five years old, and gets looked after by a couple most days- especially if I have work to do in Madrid or other places. Are things a bit dead for me at the moment? Yes, I suppose so, although I did go on a date this week, with I guy I have seen a couple of times, who occasionally has business in Madrid. He called me up out of the blue and I met him in his hotel bar. He arrived desparately late, and hour or so- I'm thirty and reasonably glamourous, dyed blonde hair, quite smallish, so he is interesting enough to have me come to his hotel when he's in town, but I am have got enough allure about me to not be an hour alone in a bar of a posh hotel without anyone coming to talk to me. Well, a pretty abusive Mexican talked to me for a few minutes, telling me how pretty I was, then talked to me for a few minutes more telling me how wonderful he was, and then I tried to make excuses: I rang up my date, Jamie from the toilets, and gave him the ultimatum that he should arrive before he "lost" his heavily made up lady, in a greenish cocktail dress, which I reserve for posh hotels. "For God's sake, please arrive, I stand out a bit, a single chick in a hotel bar, and its too cold to walk round the block" Phew, finally he arrived, and he took me to the restaurant, and we dived into a medium rare steak. Married back in Seville where he lives, his business trips are a bit on the open side, so after five minutes seriiously satisfying his appitite, he started putting his hand on my knee. His bedroom was one of the "budget" ones, which meant a semi-single bed for both of us. He is around fifty, but doesn't have too much middle aged spread, and we fitted nicely in the bed. He was exhausted, but he wanted to make my life interested, as well as having some nice skirt with him at the end of a long day- so- we "did" it a couple of times, the second orgasm not quite satifying a young, maybe even oversexed lady, but it certainly did the business for him, and he was well asleep in seconds. No pre-breakfast fuck for me either, he was rushing. I had come a little prepared, with a white embroidered night shirt, but these little touches didn't really make Jaime smile- the morning saw him focused on other things and I left a bit disappointed. The abusive Mexican saw me at breakfast, and came over and asked for my number. OK, OK, I gave it to him, he's hardly Adonis, and not really full of charm, but in my day-job I need to network! Anyway, why my first diary entry at all. Because I received a bunch of flowers- Its valentine's day, from a couple: Watto and Julie, who were part of my life a couple of year's ago. We had an amazing menage ?rois weekend so long ago- but that was over 1500 kilometres away in England, and I thought that they had moved on, and on and on. However, they remembered me after an eternity of lack of contact. I know a bit about swinging, and often couples who look for chicks as secondary partners, move to younger ones all the time. I was a good fuck then for both of them, but I thought I was history. What do the flowers mean? Hopefully, there will be a diary entry later if we manage a rendez-vous. And so, that would be the end of my week sexually, if the Rumanian girl, Neti who lives above my flat hadn't called round yesterday. She is hard going, as she is really always complaining about one thing and another. While I avoid her, she had got a fit little body and I would quite like something to happen with her! mmm, if I can stand the conversation long enough. Only time this time to start the seduction- I said that I wanted her opinion about a dress, which I wanted to wear, and asked her if she minded if I could wear it for a minute, and that she could let me know how it was. I undresses in front of her- partly to see her reaction- and put the said garment on. In a state of undress I smiled at her, but she wasn't too trained in these matters and averted her eyes. I don't give up that easily, I am sowing sees for another day! Talking of not giving up, Jose Antonio, an anti-deluvian character who dwells in the bar in the street below my flat bought me a drink today. He's known me for a while- he's happily married but has the hundred year itch- and is clearly looking a young bits that are likely to be responsive. Would I be? Hope for a new diary entry soon.

One of my former co-workers asked me a couple weeks ago to do her taxes. She messaged me earlier this week to see if they were done or was she going to have to hurt me. I told her the corporate returns are due by Wednesday and I would have her finished by the week-end. I messaged her that her taxes were done and she was to come over to my house to pick them up. When she arrived, I let her in the house and she took her coat off and was wearing a thin white button up the front shirt with no bra as the top three buttons were not done which made it open below where her bra would be and I could easily see her dark nipples through the shirt. I sat down next to her to go through the file folder and explaining her returns to her. Being beside her and glancing her way, with the shirt the way it was I could see her full nipples that were hard and at least a 1/4 inch long. She could tell I was looking and she thought I didn't notice but when I switched from talking about the federal return and started talked about the state return, I saw her unbutton another button. After a few minutes, I was done with the explanation and I asked her what she was talking about when she asked if she had to hurt me to get them done. She told me that what she really misses about not working with me was seeing me naked and getting spanked or spanking myself. She said that was the hurt she was hoping to see. She continued on that the other friends of hers that used to get to see me on her webcam from work, issued her a challenge to some how get me to go live with them and get spanked. I asked her what her penalty was if she didn't get me to do it. She told me that since I wasn't available to her anymore, that her friends have turned the spankings on her to do. She has been on webcam with them having to spank her ass, tits and even her pussy live for them and other friends. I said is that why you keep unbuttoning your shirt while I was explaining the taxes. Her response was to just take her shirt completely off. She then grabbed her nipples and pulled and squeezed them asking me if I liked them. I said, of course I do, I have been wanting to see them ever since we met. She said really!! She then asked, if I was going to help here out and do the Facebook live and spankings for her. I said, that there is something else I have wanted to see ever since we met. She didn't say another word, just stood up and completely stripped off the rest of her clothes. Turned her ass toward me and spread her cheeks giving me a wonderful view. She then got on the floor and spread her pussy wide open for me to see everything. I said I guess that I now have no choice but to do the spanking videos, since I got you all wet and horny already. We move into my living room and I stripped for her and she remained naked. I asked her when she was going to be ready to call her friends, which she said right now. I had no idea how many people were going to be in view of the Facebook feed. Amanda had the camera toward herself at first and I could hear several different voices on with her. One of the girls ask her if she was topless as there wasn't any clothes in view on the camera. She not only admitted being topless, she said she was naked and then moved the camera around so everyone could see her. Now much to my surprise, one of her friends told her to spank each of her breasts 10 times and to make sure she included her hard nipples in the smacks. She did what she was told and then someone else told her to grab her nipples and stretch them out and twist them far enough they could see them being twisted on camera. She then said, wait a minute my challenge was to get Joe to spank live on the call not me. Some of them were laughing, saying you didn't even tell us he was there. She then turned the camera my way and I made the mistake of asking what they wanted to see me do. I received instructions on how many smacks and where I was to be hitting. The highest number any one asked for was 50 but the locations where it the top of my dick, under side, right side and left side and one said for me to hit the head of my dick only and wanted the camera close up to watch. My ass got smacked a lot and so did my nipples. After about a half hour of spanking everything was getting red and sore, one of her friends said we have one more challenge and I had to decide to either make my dick, head, shaft or balls bleed for them or I had to agree to make arrangements with Amanda for us to meet and do this more often. Amanda then chimed in that she wanted both. Then told everyone to wait a minute and I went out to my kitchen and grabbed a pairing knife that I knew had a very sharp point to it. Without any hesitation, when I got back in front of the camera and jagged the head of my dick with the knife I went then and jagged the top side of my shaft, then right side left side and then held the knife under my dick with it pulled up and I then let it drop into the point. I then poked my right ball and then my left. I asked how did I do and the webcam group seemed very happy but Amanda said she wanted me to do to my head what I did to the shaft. So I then poked the right side of my dick head and then the left. I looked up at her and before she said any I pulled my dick up and the jagged the right side beside my pee hole and then the left. She gave me the thumbs up. I then surprised everyone by grabbing the plastic ruler and smacked my dick several more times. I then lifted my dick to tighten the skin around my balls and someone on the webcam said, they aren't bleeding. I said that will never do. I then went over to my office and grabbed some rubber bands and wrapped them around my balls. Once wrapped, I poked the right one with the point of the knife then the left. I asked how did I do. Amanda gave me a thumbs up but the webcam group said they couldn't see anything. I jagged but ball two more times then spanked them again. I asked the group how I did and they all agreed I did awesome. I told them it was bleed or do this again but I am going with what Amanda wanted and doing both. I also suggested we have a group get together and we do all this in person. We ended the webcam and I asked Amanda if she was just going to get dressed and heading home. She said no, I want you to do one thing for me that my boyfriend doesn’t do. I said what? She said as she hopped up on my dining room table and spread her legs and pussy wide open and said eat me. I said gladly and I can't believe he doesn't do this. She said it is straight sex and nothing else. I played with, licked and fingered her to two orgasms before she said we need to stop. She got up, got dressed and gave me a very passionate kiss. She said she sure misses working with me and wishes we did more at work but, very happy we were going to be having fun together more often. She was finished getting dressed, grabbed her taxes and left me a check for the taxes. After she left I went to the shower and rinsed off my dick and balls. As I had figured the little spots that were bleeding earlier had all stopped and looking in the mirror I couldn’t even tell it was bleeding earlier. I was glad of that as I have a NASCAR party to go to. The last time we had one, while the race was on someone suggested we play adult truth or dare. I ended up being naked but this was pre covid so I don't know if anyone will remember or if there would be a repeat performance. I believe I had posted that here before but if anyone can't find it or want me to just repost it let me know.

Honey cousin It was that time of year. My parents ran a restaurant in a very busy summer village. So they always sent me away to stay with my aunt and cousin in the country during these busiest months. It used to be great fun and I loved those summer months. My cousin Amy was a real rascal. A wild girl with sandy blonde hair, always standing on end and always way too long for her. Her mom (aunt Lilly) often gave her a big fat braid in the mornings, but already by lunchtime it was just a big tangled ponytail at best. She was totally wild and always got us into exciting and crazy adventures. And since I was a couple of years younger than her I always followed along on her impulsive ideas. It got us in trouble a few times. Got us scraped knees and bruises also. Climbing fences and jumping off outhouse roofs etc. And I loved aunt Lilly too! She was the epiphany of a wholesome country mother! Always had her light brown hair in a large loose knot with strands of hair forever needing to be blown from her face with her classic side blow she’d learned to master over the years. She had huge breasts and was very curvy and it was a great feeling to be hugged by her, and she was generous with hugs. Partly because me and Amy often came in crying because we hurt ourselves on some fence or stubbed our toes on a rock or something. I particularly remember one time, when I was very much younger and had scrubbed my knee or something and aunt Lilly sat me in her lap and tried to console me to quench my crying. But I just cried and cried. Suddenly I felt her nipple in my mouth and she pressed my head to her ample breast! My crying stopped and all I could muster was a muffled surprise. As I recall, moments later I felt a squirt of very sweet milk! By pure reflex I swallowed and that mouth movement gave just the right suction to send me another squirt of her milk! It was a bit weird but so soothing. I don’t remember how long this continued but I fell asleep there in her lap latched onto auntie's breast. It never happened again and we never talked about it. I just kept it in the back of my mind, as a nice, comforting memory. But this summer I wasn’t as keen to go stay with Amy and Lilly over the summer. Last summer I was there, several years ago, Amy was different. I guess she had grown or something. Apart from the obvious - her boobs growing and getting curvier hips and legs and such - she was very stand-offish towards me. She tried, a little, to be fun and welcoming… but it was clear that I was not of interest and mostly just in the way. One time I ran into the bathroom and, by mistake, surprised her in there half naked. She got really aggressive and yelled me out of there at some volume. So the greater part of summer was spent watching TV and hanging around aunt Lilly. She of course did her best to make me have a good time, playing cards or making me snacks. But I felt kind of alone all summer while my cousin Amy just was ‘out’ or up in her room all day. So it was with a heavy heart I made the train trip out to the countryside this summer. I was 18 and shouldn’t have to stay with aunt Lilly and my cousin over the summer. I felt like I was too old to be watched after. Why couldn’t my parents just leave me to tend for myself at home instead? Hopefully Amy had grown out of that mood she was in years ago. We were both more mature now, I hoped. But already as I got off the train I was pleasantly surprised. As I stepped onto the platform I saw aunt Lilly over there by the station house. I couldn’t see Amy anywhere but was suddenly attacked by her giving me a strong hug and a wet kiss on the lips! -”So great to see you again Liston! We’ll have a great summer!”, she exclaimed, and gave me another wet kiss on the lips! Amy had grown even more since the last few summers, so she was taller than me, and bigger in every way. I had already felt her firm breasts against my chest and now that she was hanging on to me with an arm around my neck I also felt the weight of her curvy body. She was wearing a pair of very short jeans shorts, red sneakers and a tight tank top that showed the sides of her boobs as well as some cleavage. She looked much younger than her 20 years of age. But she looked so hot! Aunt Lilly had probably fixed Amy’s hair just before they came to pick me up, so she still had a thick sandy blonde braid in functioning order. Together we finally made it to aunt Lilly who had been standing over by the station house and I got one of those beautiful auntie hugs from her. It feels like being enveloped by the ultimate mother. A long, deep hug. My face pressed against her abundant bosom was exactly what I needed to feel as welcome as I hoped to be. Her thin, yellow summer dress was the only thing that covered those lovely mounds under there. More kisses and they both were telling me how great it was to see me again before we scuttled into the front seat of aunt Lilly’s truck and headed off to their house in the country. During the ride it was hard to keep my eyes off of both Lilly’s and Amy’s cleavages.Every time I saw an upcoming bump in the road my eyes involuntarily moved to Lilly’s cleavage. Amy was also busty, but nowhere near as top-heavy as aunt Lilly. I think Amy might have noticed, because many times just as my eyes were turning to auntie’s mounds, she would say something to grab my attention. Also she was often adjusting her seatbelt so her boobs were extra accentuated under her tight t-shirt. Towards the last third of the trip she had already been holding my hand for a long while and had it clasped with mine. Holding it, the back of my hand was pressed against her crotch, which gave me something else to focus on than auntie’s bouncing boobs. With every bump it kind of pressed against her jeans shorts. I couldn’t tell if it was her pushing my hand down or if it was just the motion of the bumps. Finally at the farmhouse Lilly prepared dinner and me and Amy chatted it up. She was very cheery and happy it seemed. Totally different from the last summer years ago. Whilst auntie was making dinner Amy pranced around the kitchen, bringing out plates and cutlery. Seemed to me that she was spending a lot of time looking in the lower cupboards for stuff, and those very short jeans shorts made it hard to look away as she was bending over all the time and wiggling her butt towards me. During dinner Amy was looking very intently at me all the time. The meal was great and I made sure to give aunt Lilly a hug afterwards. Again I got to feel the skin of her huge breasts against my cheek. Amy wanted attention again and proclaimed that we should take a bath before bedtime, like we used to do all the time when we were youngsters. Lilly let go of the warm embrace and said that she would go upstairs and draw a bath for us. I got a bit nervous about the ‘us’ part… Although we had used to take baths together, Amy and I, even auntie had joined in sometimes, things had changed. We were kids then. It didn’t really feel the same now. It felt different. Somehow it didn’t feel as innocent now. Amy was quick to grab my hand and show me upstairs to my room. It was the same room that I had always slept in while I was here in summer time. As I well knew, but Amy reminded me, my room was just next to hers. Sometimes, in earlier summers, we used to sneak into eachothers bedrooms and just hang out. Tickle fights sometimes, giggling and always hushing each other to not wake auntie. Of course she would sometimes hear us and come in and send us to our separate beds. The bed was made, there was a towel on the foot end. We could hear aunt Lilly pouring the bathtub from across the hallway. -”Get undressed and let’s get in the tub.”, Amy said and left the room. Now I was getting really nervous. All those hugs, having both Amy’s and aunt Lilly’s breasts pressed against me. Amy holding my hand down to her crotch through the better part of the truck ride and seeing Amy in her short shorts prancing around in the kitchen had stirred something in me. I had matured and of course gotten some kind of interest in girls and stuff during the years, but I had never gotten closer than to have some fleeting fantasies in my mind about what it would entail… or even what I actually thought about it. Now I was all of a sudden about to be in a very real situation that I had no experience in. Best not to think too much about it. I had bathed with Amy and aunt so many times before. So I just went with it, undressed and wrapped the towel around my hips and made my way towards the bathroom. Coming into the bathroom the sight of aunt Lilly met me. Rather, the sight of her behind. She was stirring around in the bath tub, in her summer dress. While stirring the bubbly water her hips were swaying from side to side. That thin summer dress did nothing to hide her bum cheeks and the width of her womanly hips. Mind and body stirring… I seized the moment and took my chance. Dropped my towel and quickly stepped into the bath, turned away from aunt so I would not be too exposed. -”Oh, there you are my dear!”, Lilly said as I slid into the tub with my back to her. In the back of my mind I already had some kind of fear of what might be to come. I slid towards the end of the tub, it was pretty big, but I still sat in a semi fetal position with my back turned towards aunt Lilly. The water was steaming hot, but not burning. Luckily Lilly had stirred up a fair amount of bubbles, so I didn’t feel too exposed. Just as I started warming up to the idea of sitting nude in a bathtub with my voluptuous aunt right behind me - Amy walks in! She had a big smile and was holding her towel around her hips. Now I could finally see her boobs in plain view. They were beautiful! Not very large, of course, but looked soft and had pinkish areolas with small button sized nipples. -”Hey Liston, make some room for me.”, she said as she dropped her towel and exposed her bare pussy which now was just at eye level from me sitting in the tub. Trying not to look straight at Amy’s crotch I could still make out a few blonde whiskers of hair on her mound. Very light and probably very soft I would think. I felt a twitch down in my nether regions. Amy had decided to sit in front of me, so I had to slide back towards the middle of the tub. I tried very hard not to let my eyes give me away as she spread her legs and got into the tub. Maybe she felt my gaze and got self conscious, because she then squatted down quickly facing me and I think I could see her face blush a little when she realized she had shown herself to me in all her naked glory. Or maybe it was just the hot bath water… Our feet were now touching under water and we were both sitting with our knees up towards our chests. -”The water is really nice mom.”, Amy said to aunt Lilly. -”Is it? Yeah, maybe I’ll get in with you guys also.”, Lilly responded and rose up, her summer dress slipping off in the same move! She was of course not wearing anything underneath! As she spoke and stood up my head automatically turned to her, but as her wonderfully curved nakedness revealed itself my head quickly jerked back towards Amy. Now I could feel MY cheeks blushing and that tingling feeling down in my nethers rose sharply! I was too surprised to take it all in, but I could clearly make out Lillys wide hips, strong, round thighs and huge heavy breasts as she stood up from her falling dress and reached to the back of her head to steady her hair knot before climbing in behind me. -”Mom! I think Liston got a bit embarrassed now!”, Amy snickered as she tried to catch my eye. Aunt Lilly was sitting down behind me. I tried to play it off like it was nothing… -”Nah, it’s alright.”, although I think the tremble in my voice gave me away a bit. Lilly grabbed me across the chest from behind and pulled me towards her. I could feel her huge breasts pressing against my back! -”Oh no! My little nephew is not embarrassed! We’ve taken plenty of baths together over the years! Right Liston?”, she said as she gave me a wet, foamy hug, pressing her firm heavy breasts against my back even more. -”Now, scoot back towards me so I can get my legs straightened out.”, she said and leant back pulling me along by my shoulders. She pushed her legs forwards so she got one leg on each side of me, her thick thighs pressing against my sides and laid them over my now outstretched legs. My butt was in effect pressed down against the bottom of the tub and her boobs were like two fleshy pillows against the back of my head. I could feel her pubes against the lower part of my back and any tingling feelings had now passed on to a pulsating horniness. Amy took her chance, as aunt Lilly pulled me back towards her, to also straighten her legs out and place them on each side of me, over auntie's legs so only her knees were a little above water and I was even more pressed down in place. We still had about 12 inches between each other underwater luckily, otherwise I fear she’d have been poked by my growing member down there. -”Let me do your back.”, Lilly said and pushed my upper body to a forward leaning position. I was sad to not have her breasts as my soft pillows anymore, but glad that I could now reach in front of me and collect some more bath foam to try to cover the surface just in front of me instead. Auntie started to rub my back with soap and hands. -”While mom does your back, you can do my front!”, Amy said and poured some shampoo over her tits! -”But I don’t have a sponge…”, I stammered. -”Just use your hands silly!”, she replied and leant forward… the slimy shampoo slowly running down her round breasts. I cleared my throat for unknown reasons and gingerly tried to spread out the shampoo over her top chest and shoulders. -”Comon’, you have to make it lather up!”, she said with a jokingly annoyed voice and grabbed the back of my hands and put them over her breasts! I could feel her hardened nipples under my palms as she started moving my hands around and around over her chest. I don’t know for how long this went on but long enough for me to get a full hard on under the water. I don’t think I had a specially big penis or anything. But I could probably compare with the best in terms of hardness at this moment. It was almost painful, but at the same time I was in a wet and warm heaven, wedged in place by my aunts and my cousins legs! I was jolted back to reality (or to a new form of heaven actually) when aunt Lilly exclaimed: -”There! Your back is done now, lean back towards me and I’ll do your hair.”, and pulled me back to her and made me lean back on her again. But this time my back, and aunt Lilly, were covered in soap and very slippery. So I slid down a ways. Lilly lifted her thighs back and caught my slip by her thighs under my armpits.So I was now slid down, just my head and shoulders above the water and I was stuck in a meaty vise, my head pressed in between auntie’s generous breasts that were now also touching my cheeks from behind! To my terror-mixed enjoyment, my sliding down in the tub also had resulted in mine and Amy’s groins bumping together! I could feel the bottom of my shaft pressing against her pussy down there under the foamy water surface! I was stuck in place and had no chance to move! Above and around my head were aunt Lilly’s huge boobs, my arms were wedged in place between by her thighs and lower body somehow and my legs were firmly held down by both Lilly’s and Amy’s legs on top of them. For a short moment I prayed for the slim chance that Amy maybe didn’t notice that something (or what) was pressing against her pussy lips. No chance of that though. Amy had gone very silent all of a sudden. Aunt Lilly was shampooing my head and hair between her breasts I could feel Amy moving her pelvis, slowly… up and down the underside of my now pulsating shaft. As auntie was thoroughly soaping up my head I got some soap in my eyes and had to press them shut. But without my vision, all my other senses got much more intense! I could feel the firm embrace I was in by aunt Lilly, I could even feel her slippery mound pressing against the middle of my back. It felt like my spine was embedded in between her labias! Maybe auntie was enjoying this also?! And I could feel the weight of Amy’s legs pressing down on mine and her pussy sliding slowly up and down along my shaft. Longer and longer strokes… until I could feel her so high up my shaft that the head of my rock hard dick was sometimes touching her slippery pussy lips! Since my eyes were hard closed I could not see, but from the sounds I heard it seemed like Amy was washing her hair above the surface whilst she was rubbing against my pole under it. I guess she was pretending like nothing so auntie wouldn’t notice. But I surely noticed. I was pressed in between two hot ladies pussies! One against my dick and the other pressed against my spine. My head enveloped by aunt Lilly’s large, hot, slippery tits! We were all suspiciously quiet for a long time, I had never had anyone wash my hair for that long. But I guess auntie finally got a hold of herself and showered off the suds in my hair and eyes at last. Then she propped me up to a more stable position and that pulled mine and Amy’s flirting groins apart. Which in turn got Amy back to earth also and she then showered her head off. There were still some suds and bubbles in the tub, but dangerously few now. I got worried that my stone hard boner was going to be seen by any of my two tub-mates. Amy was first to declare herself washed and finished. As she stood up in front of me I got a good view of her smooth and glistening pussy, rests of water from her body ran down and formed a little stream that ran from her outer pussy lips down into the tub. She probably stood there a little longer than necessary, to tease me with what had been rubbing against me for the last 15 minutes underwater. Out of the tub she bent over, legs straight (of course), to pick up her towel and I got a good eye of her bulbous pussy from behind. I could not see any inner pussy lips hanging out like one can sometimes see on women in dirty magazines. Here was only a wet, smooth slit going up to the crack of her butt. She wrapped the towel around her waist and in a hurried voice said, -”I’ll be in my room…”, and left tippy toeing out the bathroom door. I saw that my towel was lying on the floor next to the tub, very close. So I took my chance and grabbed my towel as I maneuvered out of the bath - careful to keep my back towards aunty so she would see my rock hard dick which was standing at full attention. Wrapping the towel around my waist and not turning around I said: -”I’ll go and dry off too.”, to auntie and was quickly out of there going to my room. -”Ok, I’ll just stay in the tub for a while longer.”, I heard Lilly say as I darted out. Back in my room I shut the door and quickly dried off. Every time I even grazed my boner with the towel I almost came! I had of course masturbated a few times before, but that feeling was nothing like the pent up energy I had stored in there now! But I didn’t dare to rub one off now! As I was feeling there could be huge amounts of cum to squirt and I had nowhere to hide that in here. No paper towels, no trash can… I had to just get my mind out of it. Thinking of baseball. Thinking of rocks, ehm… thinking of coloring crayons… I still had a pretty stiff boner after a while, but at least it was not pulsating and aching anymore. As I was sitting on my bed I heard a faint scratching from the wall. Amy's bedroom was just on the other side from my headboard and the scratching was a familiar sign we’d always used earlier summers to call the other one to one’s bedroom at night. Shit. How was I going to handle this now? Just pretend to be asleep? Nah, then she would just come sneaking in here instead. Ok, think fast now… I tried to put on my underwear. But they were of the modern kind and very tight even without a boner. Damn! I do have a long t-shirt though! If I keep it pulled down, and if I sit on the bed I could pull up my knees into it and that way not reveal my hardness. Quickly going through my bag I rip out my long t-shirt and wrangle it on. Just standing up it goes all the way down just below my balls… right now my boner was more than 90 degrees upward… it was very visible pushing at the shirt's bottom part. But if I hunched a little it showed nothing… that’ll have to do! I open my bedroom door, the hallway is dark but I can hear that aunt Lilly is still sloshing around in the bathtub. The bathroom door is a little ajar and the light spills out from there to the beige hallway rug. Carefully closing my door as silently as I could, I then snuck down the hall towards Amy’s bedroom. As I was passing the bathroom I had noticed that the sloshing sound was very rhythmic. I couldn’t NOT sneak a peek… The slightly cracked door I could see that aunt Lilly was lying down in the tub, her head on the same end she had it in when we were all in there. But now she was sunken down into the tub, so only her head was visible. It was leaned back, eyes closed and mouth slightly opened. The sloshing sound came from her rubbing something just under water level… I knew what was happening here. Aunt had gotten aroused from her clitoris rubbing against my spine as we were bathing before, and now she needed to finish the job herself! My throbbing hard on reminded me not to stay here and watch this erotic happening too long, otherwise I would surely not be able to hide it from Amy! Moving along, Amy’s door was cracked. Only a faint light was visible from inside her room. I snuck in and left the door cracked as it had been. I made a thing out of putting my finger to my lips in a motion of silence, also exaggerating my ‘sneaking’ movements and staying hunched so my shirt would cover my hard on that was still there. Amy was in her bed. It was a very girly bed. Huge fluffy cover with white lacing around the edges. She was propped up on her elbow, her wild hair on end from rubbing it dry. She had a lovely, warm smile and only her shoulder and half of her right breast was showing. -”Come here!”, she whispered and waved me towards her. The waving made the bedcover slip down a bit and show more of her lovely breast and giving it an alluring bounce. Hunched down I snuck over to the side of her bed and kneeled there, effectively hiding everything below my chest against the bedside. ‘Safe!’, I thought to myself. From nowhere she just asked right out: -”Have you ever been with any girls?” I wished that I hadn’t gone silent for too many seconds. I was surprised at the blunt question, of course. And my several seconds of saying nothing was answer enough… so I had to go with, -”No…” Amy smiled… -”Would you like to?” I nodded, a bit too eagerly. -”Do you like honey?”, she asked with bright, hopeful eyes. -”Of course.”, I said, not really understanding the relevance of the question. Until I saw her reach towards her bed table. There was a half full bottle of honey. The kind that is in a small plastic container, shaped like a bear. She carefully dripped some of the flowing honey onto her right nipple… -”Have some…”, she said with that enticing smile. I could suddenly see nothing else than her nipple and the honey slowly running down around and from it. I leaned forward, stuck out my tongue and just let the tip touch her breast where the honey had run the farthest. It was awesomely sweet and made even sweeter by Amys quick inhalation. She liked that, obviously. I went in again, took a longer lick. Again, she gasped a bit and shivered. I got bolder (as my dick also got harder), licking again and again. Throwing a glance at Amy in between licks. She was leaning her head back and her eyes were closed with mouth half open, in the same fashion as I had just seen aunt Lilly in the bathtub. Finally I just planted my mouth over her breast and licked and sucked until all the honey was gone. Then I leaned back and took a few breaths. Amy pulled down her blanket, revealing her other breast. -”Now this one!”, she said excitedly. She laid down on her back and dripped some honey on her other breast and looked at me expectantly. To reach her other breast I had to raise myself up and lay my torso over her belly. As I started licking I took a gamble and put my other hand over the breast I had just licked clean. Amy moaned and didn’t seem to mind. Her nipples were now very erect and I sucked and licked with long strokes for all that I was worth! Amy was moaning and turning her head from side to side. Eyes closed and breathing heavily. She dripped some more honey on the small pit just below the neck and above the chest. I eagerly licked my way up there and sipped in the honey. She was still having her eyes closed, applying some honey to her lips… I followed. Started licking her lips. She stuck her tongue out. I licked that also. We naturally engaged in a long deep kiss. Our tongues wrestling each other and exploring every crevice of each other's mouths. We broke off the kiss, and I leaned up a little. I was now sitting on the side of Amy’s bed, my pulsating boner still covered by my long t-shirt though. I realized that I still had both my hands on her breasts. I pulled them away. Amy looked me straight in the eye, she was obviously very excited. -”Do you REALLY like honey?”, she asked with her infectious smile. She slowly pulled down her blanket with her feet… I nodded and let out a feeble: -”Uhu…” She drizzled some honey from the top of her belly and down to her bellybutton. Her blanket pulled down and only exposed her down to the start of her hips. I had zero experience in this sort of thing, but I felt I knew where this was going. I slid down the bed length, one knee on the bed and one on the floor and bent in over her belly and started licking down towards her bellybutton. My dick was now throbbing intensely. As I was getting closer to Amy's belly button I could perceive she was tugging down her blanket more and more with her feet. As I sucked up the last honey from her cute belly, she raised herself up on one elbow and reached down with the little bear shaped honey flask. -”Are you ready Liston?”, she asked and dripped a hefty amount of honey on top of her venus mound. I was transfixed to see this. Her lovely, soft pussylips, the mound above with a few fairy soft hairs on top and the golden honey slowly running down into the slit below… I dove in. Not knowing what to do, I trusted my instinct and horniness. My only goal was to let my tongue explore everything it could reach. I heard Amy moan loudly and then I heard her put a hand over her mouth to make less noise. This just egged me on to lick harder and faster… and deeper! Between the sweet taste of honey I could also smell and taste her fresh pussy juices flowing. Soon they became more tempting than the honey. When my tongue hit the right spots within Amy’s labia lips a gush of her bodily juices came gushing again and again. I lapped everything up like a dog in heat. Amy was moaning and moaning under her hand. Her other hand was grabbing my hair and pushing my mouth deeper into her opening! Her hips were squirming and finally she pulled my head away from her lovely lower lips. Panting and with a wide smile she said: -”Phew! I need a break! Your tongue is too good!” Amy grabbed another bottle from her night stand, quickly gave it to me, turned around on her stomach and kicked off the rest of her blanket. I now sat on her bedside with a bottle of baby oil in my hand and Amy’s beautiful back and ass up towards me. I thought my hardon was hard before… it was explosive now! -”Can you please give me a back massage, to calm me down?”, she said, her voice half muffled in the pillow. I switched positions. Not having to worry about Amy seeing my excited rod now I could position myself more freely. So I sat myself upon her legs, straddling her thighs and applied some baby oil on Amy’s back. Started rubbing it in as she let out pleasurable moans. As I massaged her upper shoulders and tried to slide down to catch some of her side boobs Amy said: -”You can put your thingy between my bumcheeks if you want. I can feel that you are hard already.” I was surprised and embarrassed at the same time. But I wanted nothing more than to let my throbbing dick touch her skin! So I moved up her legs where I could sink down and place my dick along her buttcrack. It felt SO good! -”Put some of the oil on there.”, Amy said. I poured a generous amount of the baby oil on my shaft that was firmly placed between her buttocks and immediately felt how well it slid now. The back rub/massage became very secondary to me now, and probably for Amy too. The main focus was to slide my, harder than ever, cock between her cheeks. It was the greatest feeling ever. I could’ve died then and there and it had all been worth it, just for that! I used the ‘back rubbing’ of her shoulders just as an excuse to press down even harder on her butt. The baby oil made it totally frictionless. My dick was like in a gravity free zone. Skin against skin. I moved my hips in longer and longer strokes. By mistake I moved down too far and my dick slipped down from her butt crack. As I moved my hips forward again my tipped pressed in between Amy’s wet and slippery pussy lips! Amy let out a little squeak and tensed up. I froze in my tracks! Had I gone too far? My tip was pressing against her hole of entry… -”Mmm… you wanna push it in?”, she asked in a flirtatious voice. -”Uhu…”, I mumbled. -”Ok, go for it. But… slowly…”, she whispered. Amazing! I was going to lose my virginity in the most sexy girl I had ever seen! From behind no less. My cock was throbbing and I could feel Amy’s lower lips slightly and slowly letting my tip in. I went as slow as I possibly could. As my head burrowed deeper and deeper I could feel her tightness. There was a slight resistance, her opening was slowly opening and I could hear her whimper with lust with her face in the pillow! Suddenly she relaxed her hole muscles and my head sank in! I could feel her entrance immediately tense up again and close behind my glans! I was IN! Amy was quivering and breathing heavily! I looked down. Most Of her back was covered by her tangled and moist hair, her bum was shining in the light of the lamp on her bedside. Between her ass cheeks I could see my dick, but the top of it was just inside her lovely folds! Suddenly - a knock on the door!! -”Amy, are you still awake?” Aunt Lilly’s voice could be heard as she slowly started opening the door! Amy sprung into action and all of the following happened in less than 1½ second and with what felt like one superfast swooping move! Amy turned to her side with such force that I fell over towards the side of the bed that was against the wall. She spread her legs and bent her body down to grab the big blanket that she had kicked off earlier. As she bent her body to reach the blanket she pushed me into the wall and my dick sunk in her a good deal deeper than just the tip! She threw the blanket over us and pushed hard back with her hips, sinking me ALL the way in! I thought I fainted and everything went dark! Amy became still. -”Yes mommy.”, she answered Lilly. She had thrown the blanket over us, but her head was still above the covers and she had pressed her body back against mine so I sat in a thigh squeeze between her pussy and the bedroom wall. I was trying to lie dead still and make myself as small as possible under the covers behind Amy! I could feel her inner walls clamping around my pulsating hardon inside her. I was on the brink of cumming… I could hear aunt Lilly entering the room, -”Hey honey. I was afraid that you might have dozed off before you got your evening milk.”. As she sat down on Amy’s bedside the bed rocked and swayed a bit. That little motion was all that was needed to push me over the edge! I clenched my teeth and was totally still in all limbs, apart from one! I was, in all silence, squirting and squirting all of my pent up seed deep into Amy’s body! I know that Amy could feel it, because she was clenching full force to try to stop the gushing flow, but that only made it feel even more! -”Oh sweetie. You’re looking all flustered! What’s wrong?”, auntie asked as she put up her legs (I presumed) and made herself more comfortable in the bed beside Amy. -”No, no. I’m fine mommy.”, Amy answered. I could hear the strain in her voice since I knew she was now feeling my pumping dick squirting load after load into her as she was trying to pretend like nothing. -”Well, give me some room, it’s time for your evening milk,”, auntie said. As aunty Lilly made herself comfortable beside Amy I was pushed even more to the wall and Amy to me. I thought I couldn’t penetrate Amy any deeper than I already had… but with aunties shoving I must’ve pressed in almost another inch into Amy! I nearly fainted. And I could hear Amy also giving out a slight gasp! -”Now then, open wide love…”, aunt Lilly said in a soft voice. I could hear Amy latch on to Lilly’s huge breast and let out a satisfied, -”Mmm…” I just lay there, still as a mouse, trying not to breathe even. I was embedded into Amy from behind, to the hilt, as she was suckling milk from aunt Lilly’s beautiful big breast. This was the hottest thing I could ever have imagined! Although I had just cum loads, I could feel myself starting to throb again! Amy was feeling it too and was timing her pussy contractions to my dick’s throbbing. By the sound of it she was also keeping the same pace with her milk sucking. -”Oh, you’re hungry tonight Amy.”, Lilly whispered in a pleased voice. Since we couldn’t move without aunt noticing, this was the best we could do. Amy’s inside muscles were milking my cock at a soft and steady pace and it felt glorious! -”I’ll rock you to sleep baby.”, Lilly said and starting humming on some lullaby. Suddenly I could feel Amy’s hips start rocking back and forth! Aunt Lilly was humming and rocking Amy unaware that this just gave us the in and out motion that we very much sought. To my horror this movement, combined with all our fluids involved in my penetration, started making a smacking kind of sound! Amy must’ve noticed too and started making similar sucking sounds to cancel out the sound of my rod being pulled out and then pushed in again by auntie’s rocking motion. This only made it even more vivid for me to imagine the image of her sucking on Lilly’s breast! I very soon came again into Amy. It was excruciatingly pleasurable this time, since the movement just continued although I could only wish for a pause. But aunt Lilly didn’t know what was going on down there under the covers and that her lovely daughter was impaled by me, pumping her full… again. This continued until I finally passed out, or fell asleep, with my hard, young dick inside her without the possibility of escape.

Let me start by telling you more about my self I'm a black male 6 foot talk about 195 in good shape I always been into females but after this story things never been the same it's like I find myself again It all started in October I lost the girl I thought was the one i loved her but the time was wrong And it's just hard for me to open up and I lost her now she has a baby and a good dude so I know I have to move on but ......... till this day I miss her but anyways in October I had to move back in with my mom this sucked cause she is controlling so I would sit in my room all day in the dark sometimes looking at porn or play video games I guess you could say I was depressed so I stated to go to school again to better my self and get a good job so I can move out Class started in November I was ready for a new adventure after a couple of classes I was doing good so far I find some friends I did homework with I stopped looking so depressed now I would go out more meeting new people I was feeling good but that didn't last long my mom kicked me out so I was living in my car and I stated feeling bad again I stayed in school though but I started drinking more alcohol getting really wasted I was spiraling down hill fast so one night I was at a kickback with all my friends looking to get drunk but they started to lecture me about my drinking I said fuck that and left went to a bar and continue to drink at the bar...... 2am the bars are closing I was stumbling out the bar then the bartender grabbed me and said I'll take you home and I just lost it and broke down and told him what I was going though he stared at me and finally stayed come with me you can stay with me for the night I gave him a hug and smiled that made me feel good....... At his house it was huge and right at the beach I was shocked and asked how can he afford this working at the bar he told me his parents gave it to him he began telling me about his life how he was like me before...... after walking in he asked me if I wanted to shower I said yes.... after the shower I walked out with a robe he had gave to me and walked around the house I was in love with the place still feeling drunk I passed out on the couch ... I woke at 5am I'm not much of a sleeper so I sat there for a while then getting curious I looked for my Shirt and pants after finding then I quickly took the rube off and put on my shirt and as I was outing on my pants I felt someone starring st me so I turned around he was right behind me with nothing on I was shocked I didn't know what to do honestly I was kinda turned on he was in great shape six pack blue and green eyes and the biggest cock I ever seen as he got closer I couldn't help myself but to stare at his cock he reached for me I jumped back and said no but in the back of my mind I wanted it but I didn't know this guy so I kept backing up till I hit the wall I was getting really nervous....... He put hands on the wall and trapped me from moving left or right then began to kiss my neck I stated breathing heavy his long curly in my faces he started to kiss down and down till he reached my naval pulled down my pants and my cock jump out he smiled and said I know you would like this ..... with my cock exposed he looked at me with those pretty eyes and began suck my dick this was all new to me I kept telling my self this is wrong this is wrong this is wrong but I was lieing to myself he stopped got off his knees and said follow me he grab my cock and leaded the way we stop at his room he grab me and started to put his tongue in my mouth I could taste the precum of mine on his tongue in the back of my head I always want to try a man but never had the guts to do it ..... we broke from the kiss and I just let good dropped on my knees grab is cock and began stroking it my mouth stated to water so I put my tongue out and licked it I put it in my mouth and felt it throb in my mouth I started to bob my head down and take all of his 8in cock I gagged on it I wanted to suck he dry after a minute of sucking cock I realized I like to do this he grab my head and kept me on rhythm he started to shake in and exploded in my mouth I almost choked it shot right down my throat I took it out my mouth and more shot out on my face it was so much and everywhere but I wasn't done I wanted more of his cock I don't know like the hunger took over me and I started to suck some more I look up and said make me your cock slave and put it in my mouth again He was soft but I like to suck so I still had it in my mouth sucking till he got hard again and told him to fuck me I told him this was I'm first time so take it slow I jumped on the bed and I arched my back and put my ass in the air and he slowly to my manhood and made me a sissy boy this continued for weeks now he fucked my brain out and I sucked him dry ..... I stayed with him for awhile now it's been but I crave more cocks so I started to go to bars and suck everything I wanna be gangbang with BBC one day it will come true I can't wait for it

Woman around 27 years old. Married childless after 6 years of marriage. She and her husband were trying their best for a child with their full force But still she has not been able to become a mother . Then she tried with her old boy friend and then with Mr Vijay Kumar to have a child but all her efforts were fruitless as ever. Then she went to Her sister who was blessed with a baby girl to assist her in raising her baby. In her quest to have her own child she visits a ashram to take a special treatment. She was given Diksha and named Maya after Diksha. In Part 17 you Read Master-ji: Okay Madam. Let us come to your problem now. What is the problem with your blouse? This one also is sewed by me only. Master-ji had a smile on his face now. Ramlal by this time was busy with the sewing machine stitching some cloth. Maya: Master-ji though it is 36 size as per the ashram, the cups are too small for me. Master-ji: Ramlal, give Madam a 38 size blouse to try out. Maya was surprised that he did not even bother to see her blouse once to look for the problem. . ---- Now Further Maya: But Master-ji I wear 36 size. Master-ji: Madam, when you said you are having problem with the cups, first let me fix that, other things can be altered in the machine in a minute, isn't it? Ramlal searched from the cupboard and came to me with a red blouse. He stretched the material and saw the blouse cups and looked offensively at her twin peaks and handed her the blouse. This scoundrel's looks were so dirty! Ramlal: You go to the back of that sari and change Madam. Maya: But I cannot here change like this... Maya was not finding the proper words. The sari cover level was only till her bust line and secondly since the room was too small the proximity was too close for a woman to change clothes with males present there. Master-ji: Madam, have you noticed my spectacles? I cannot even see clearly objects a couple of feet away through these thick glasses. Madam, you are absolutely safe here to change. Maya: No, no, I am not saying that... Master-ji: Ramlal, bring some tea for us. That was a masterstroke to convince her . Maya had little to counter his words now. She did not argue any more and went behind the sari at the corner of the room. She faced the wall deliberately as the place was so very exposed. The sari diagonally tied up to wall hooks was not an adequate cover at all. Master-ji: Madam, there is a lot of dust and dirt on the floor. It would be better if you do the drop your sari on the floor. Maya: Okay Master-ji. Maya said 'okay', but found that if she do not drop her pallu on floor, she will have to hold it with one hand, but that way she cannot change her blouse because she need both hands free to open her blouse hooks and to take that off her body. She found that only way is to tuck the pallu in her waist and change. Maya opened her blouse completely and was in her bra now. She was feeling very relaxed as that Ramlal was not in the room and took the 34-size blouse off the wall hook and wore it. After putting on all the hooks, She felt the blouse was a bit loose everywhere, on her cups, on her shoulder and at the base of her boobs too and was not fitting her . Getting her pallu back on her shoulder she went out in front of Master-ji though knowing very well that Master-ji would check her blouse and she will again have to drop the pallu off her upper treasures. Master-ji: I thought it would have been better if you had taken off the sari completely Madam, as I will have to take check your blouse and you may have to try another one for exact fitting. It will be uncomfortable for you each time... There was no need to complete the sentence she thought and interupped. Maya: Yes Master-ji. You are right. Since Ramlal was not there, Maya took off her sari in front of Master-ji. She got out of it and Master-ji helped her to hold her sari so that it does not reach the dirty floor she was surprisingly not feeling uncomfortable without a sari in front of an unknown male, especially considering Master-ji's age and poor eye vision. So now she was more or less in the same state like the teenage girl whom she saw initially in the room. The only difference being she was wearing her inner wears, which the girl was not. Ramlal just then entered the room with tea. Ramlal: Madam, have this tea, this is a special one with... He stopped abruptly seeing Maya in that state. Her matured pointed boobs were enough to turn this scoundrel's head and through her thin petticoat layer he could probably make out her well-formed thighs also. Maya thought she should not give much attention to his looks. Ramlal: ... with ginger Madam. Ramlal kept the tray on the dirty floor before Maya could stop him. The floor was not only dirty, but she noted cockroaches and small rats running around here and there! Maya: Why is the condition of this room such Master-ji? Master-ji: Madam, I am sorry for that, but in the initial days I tried to kill these insects etc., but this place seems to be a breeding place of these animals and with time, I am habituated with them. He smiled though Maya was not at ease at all in that room with the dirt and the insects. Master-ji: Have the tea Madam and then I will check your fitting. Saying that he bent down and picked up a cup and sipped tea. Ramlal was already sipping sitting on the machine. Maya also took a couple of steps forward and bent down to pick the cup from the tray on the floor. As she bent, she realized her blouse was creating a gap with her boobs and her mangoes almost popped over her bra. She knew the valley between her snow white breasts was getting exposed, but she had to pick up the cup from the floor. So, she tried her best to hide her deep cleavage with her left hand and picked up the cup swiftly. Seeing me do that she saw Ramlal chuckle. The rascal. Master-ji: Okay Madam, lets check your blouse now. Saying that he came near to her, within one foot. Maya was just slightly breathing heavily as a male came so close to her. He was taller than her and as he looked down at her blouse-covered boobs, with each breath, the top of her boobs were getting slightly more visible to him over her blouse. Maya blushed a little on her own. Master-ji: It looks far from fitting Madam. Let me check exactly how much loose it is. As Master-ji got closer to her, she could smell the sweat of his body. The smell of male sweat made me took a deep breath. He started to check the sleeves of her blouse first. He started with her left hand and inserted one finger through the sleeve end and touched directly on her arm. He continued this for a while and was slowly rubbing his finger on her left arm while touching the cloth. Master-ji: Ramlal, sleeves lose by 5 strings. Let me check the back now. Madam, can you turn round and face Ramlal? Continued … --------------------------------------------------- This story is not meant to offend or an attack on Muslims or Hindus or any of their Gurus or ways. it is my way of putting a twist for fun and enjoyment.

Intro (1998-2004): My name is Al, and I want to setup my story with a little history before I jump to the mind control of my 17 year old online female friend. If you wish to skip over this part and go right to the sexual part then you may, but I think you will be intrigued to read my discovery into the hypnotic world which is all true. Besides it is not the typical sex story, it is more about a sexual experience. Don't expect dialogue or a sex scene with lots of action, you won't find it. You still might find what I have to say arousing in another sort of way. Well, for starters I learned hypnosis online. I have been an overweight guy for a while, and I originally looked in hypnosis as a means to lose weight. As much as I tried, I only was able to enter the state for a few seconds before losing it. I am in the rare 1% of people who just have trouble going under. It has a lot to do with my inability to concentrate, but I have not given up my pursuit of it. I have tried hypnosis with different people or groups over the past 15 years with very little or no success. I believe in it wholeheartedly and didn't want to give it up. Anyway, how did I learn how to hypnotize people online? There was a lady I met in AOL Chat who told me she could hypnotize me through typing in a chat window. It was a little hard for me to imagine how that could happen especially with my little success in it, but she wanted me to try anyway. I figured what the hell, so I gave it a shot. Nothing worked, but because of my failed experience with hypnosis I saw the similarities in the induction. The induction is the ways and means to set up the trance, and it is the most crucial part of the session. If you can get the person to trust you then relax enough, the window is wide open for more. She was disappointed that she was not successful, but I started to make inquiries about how such a trance could work. When a person watches TV, reads a book, travels down a long road daydreaming, we enter a trance state. You might notice how time might fly by and in the case of the car, you might realize you have gone past your exit or gone a great distance without even realizing it. With the TV someone might have called you a few times because your concentration was so intune with the show, you didn't hear them. Well the book, takes you into the words, and if it is a good story, you might find yourself seeing the scenes unfold or even with empathy towards the characters. Ask yourself have you ever cried or felt sad during a movie or reading a book? You were in a trance state and didn't even know it. Well this lady took another crack at me, but again was unsuccessful eventhough I very much wanted to experience it. I told it seemed too easy for someone to type what she was typing and have it work. I thought if it was that easy, and from what I knew of my failed attempts that I could certainly do it. She said I probably could, and volunteered herself for me to try. I was quite successful in my first try, but I did make some mistakes in making her feel totally comfortable. I forgot to tell her to blink and instead had her focus totally in my words. This created eyestrain and tears built up until she couldn't handle it anymore and snapped out of the light trance that I had her in. I later made other mistakes, but she helped me sculpt my new hobby and I found it a turn on that I could make a person feel this way with just words. My next stage came in the way of Yahoo chat in the Erotic Hypnosis Room. I met some very nice people who were intrigued to help me go under, but once again, whether it was in chat, the phone or in person, all attempts failed. I did learn even more from these people. I learned that there were people in the chatroom that you couldn't trust. I was told that they could hypnotize you without you even knowing it. This intrigued me a great deal and did some surfing on it as well as asking questions from the others in the chat. They told me that these predators were common in the room and they had to "deprogram" a few people to free them of the mind control that had enslavened them. It wasn't hard for me to believe this because the more that I read about it the more I understood hypnosis had power beyond what I ever thought was possible. I was so curious about these predators, I decided to create a fake profile of a young teen girl and drop her into the chatroom to see what happened. The profile had a fake pic, but it wasn't over the top, it looked like a 16-18 year old taking an ordinary picture for her profile. I typed up the profile with interests and subject matter that I thought was appropriiate and left the age blank so they had to ask. Well it worked right away, and before I knew it I was in dialogue in private chat with my first predator. I told the predator my age was 16, and he warned me I shouldn't be in the adult chatroom, so I left the chat, but the messaging didn't stop as I hoped it wouldn't. He asked me why I choose to enter the "erotic hypnosis" room and I just said I was curious about hypnosis and not about the erotic part of it. He asked me about what I knew about hypnosis, and did I want to try it. I played innocent and said I didn't know anything about it and again said I was just curious. I said I wanted to know what hypnosis was, and he was so very happy to explain it to me. After explaining it, he asked me if I would be interested in trying it, and I said, thanks but no thanks. I figured that if he was trustworthy, he would've said, " have a nice day" and be done with it, but he wanted my teen creation deeply hypnotized. So we continued to chat about it, and he explained what it felt like. He used the description of relaxation to setup the induction that my innocent teen chatter would be unable to recognize before it was too late. I saw it immediately, and because I was unafraid of being hypnotized because of past mistakes I just read every word and responded sleepily as past subjects had done for me. It was easy to fake hypnosis because I knew how they responded. Yet I was still learning, and watched how this predator worked his magic. He used a different method than what I had learned, and kept taking my character deeper and deeper until he wanted me unable to think for myself and only do as I was told. Now one important thing about hypnosis, you can't make another person do something against their will. For example, tell them to rob a bank, run around the street naked or kill themselves, unless they really wanted to do it. Now in your subconcious state you are more open to possibilities. With my teen character, when the predator asked if I had sex, I said no. Did I masturbate, I said no. Did I date yet, I said no. Was I interested in sex? I also said no. So by rule, he couldn't make me masturbate. Now this is where a skilled hypnosist is separated from the pack. If you tell the mind to imagine they are at the beach or working or in school, the mind can see this clearly as if they were really there. You want to turn on a girl thats not sexual in any way, this is an example of what can be done: He took my teen into a fantasy playground, where she was playing sports and getting very muddy from head to toe. She was told that she needed a shower, so he led my victim to the bathroom. Mind you, this is all under hypnosis, at least the guy thinks it is. He then instructs my teen persona to have the girl take off her dirty clothes and put them in a place to be washed later. The predator waited for this to be done. The shower was to be started in the mind only and once at a comfortable but warm temperature, she was to imagine she was under the streaming water. A soft and relaxing soap was used to clean herself off, but her nipples were espcially dirty so she would concentrate the bar of soap there for a while. The cleaning would feel increasingly good there and the more she cleaned the better it felt. Soon the girl would be stimulated into arousal and using the soap to her pussy and then an orgasm would soon be reached. He then instructed the girl to forget everything about the trance except that it felt really good, giving her a trigger that would return her to the wonderful state of trance in the futrue and told her to turn the computer off and have wonderful dreams about having sex and wanting to touch herself whenever she felt this way. See how the mind can easily be manipulated? I tried it again with another predator, then another, and many many more. Some truly sadistic people who wanted the girl to give out personal information, have sex with an imaginary dog I had made up whenever I had to step away from the computer during a chat, and other weird things like peeing. Now some people were nice and warned that the chatroom wasn't a place for a young girl and left it at that. I developed new profiles just to see who was trustworthy and who wasn't. I wrote down names, took notes, and found myself totally immersed in the whole concept of sneaky hypnosis. I found that I was getting turned on a little at times, but mostly wanting to try something myself on someone. I wanted to test the boundaries of control. I found a nice college girl with a mic who I hypnotized and had her orgasm freely in the chatroom to prove my worth to the others. It was all about ego and control for me at that time. She was a good subject, and when I had her begging for more, I told her that she could only cum if she did it on mic in the chatroom. I kept her on an orgasmic edge until she couldn't take it anymore and agreed to do it. I simply said a trigger phrase that only I could use on her and she would cum, long and hard and she couldn't help moaning. In fact moaning only make the experience better for her. Every guy in the room loved it, and I got pms from other ladies who wanted to try it out for themselves but not in front of the group on mic. I said no problem, but they later found themselves doing it later anyway and loving every second of it despite themselves. My thirst for control deepened, and when I met an interesting lady who wanted to speak on the phone, I was aroused deeply. She was a great subject and became a great friend, although she was intially afraid to trust me while under. I kept talking to her online and the phone to see if I could peak her interest, but I dared not sneak hypnosis on her because I enjoyed her company so much. After a good long time, she relented and wasn't disappointed and loved her orgasms as they came one after another. There was one problem though and she passed out whil we were talking and forgot about the whole trance the next day. In fact, she became afraid to try it again because she didn't know what had happened. Most of the time, the deeper the person goes, the better chance the trance will be lost like a fading dream. It was like this for her. I continued to do some online hypnosis for a while, and although I continued to chat with this lady, she didn't ask to be hypnotized again. She did ask how I could hypnotize someone online, so the sneaky guy I was, I decided to show her what I typed. Before she knew it, she was relaxing again, and loving the feeling. Yet, dial-up connections as they were, I lost her and the next day she didn't remember anything to my disappointment. Such is luck. After what amounted to a 1/2 year of chat, I decided to take a step to date her. I had lost a lot of weight and gained much confidence in myself. She was 4 hours away from my place and I offered to check out an event in her neck of the woods with her and she reluctantly agreed after some prodding. She met me at the event so to assure her safety if I ended being some stalker online out to get her. When the event was over, I had impressed her enough for her to compliment my butt which was a first for me, and gave me a nice gentle farwell kiss. When I got home, she left me a message online that she wanted to talk on the phone with me the next day. I was sure she liked me, because it was a long while since our original conversation that resulted in hypnosis. She played aloof with me for a while, but she was giggly and admitted how turned on I made her feel with my NY accent. She commented how she wanted me to visit again soon and when I brought up the thought of hypnosis again, she said she was interested to try again sometime in the future. She said, listening to my voice, she felt like I had a way about my tone that she couldn't help but relax with. Hearing that, it was easy to snap her back into hypnosis without her knowing it. So I did, and she was begging me to make her cum before she knew what was happening. By this time, I was getting quite good at it, and the pleasure I gave her was the result of practice. This time I made sure she didn't fall asleep nor forget the trance. So when she was finally awake, she made it known they were the best orgasms of her life. Ego time again. Our relationship lasted a few months, but our distance killed us, because neither one of us was ready to move to the other. It was nice while it lasted, and we are still friends almost 5 years later. A lot has happened in that time, and my hypnosis skills are even better than ever. Which brings me to why I am writing this so-called diary. I wanted to share a little event that has transpired in the past year. I became the predator. In 2004 I created a new profile of a 16 1/2 year old boy who lost his parents and seriously injured himself in a tragic car accident. I found a website called Warpmymind with files on it to hypnotize and delight the listener. I used an introduction file and copied it to my media player so I could share it with others I might meet online. I sent the file to interested people in a chatroom called Intro to Hypnosis. I used this file to further relax them to deeper states of hypnosis afterwards. The file had its own addicting quality to it, so the transition was easy. I hypnotized a few 17-19 year olds, and had some fun with them, but they weren't really good subjects until I met this one girl who was just about to turn17 years old. So without further ado here is my tale.... 2004-Present: Her name is not important but to make things easier I will call her Paula. She wandered into my lifeless chatroom one day and left without saying a word, so I pmmed her and asked whether she was interested in hypnosis or perhaps had any questions about it. She was curious, as most of the girls had been. I explained a few things, but she quickly changed the subject after reading my profile about my parents' death and became instantly sympathetic towards my plight. Which is what it was intended to do. I explained how I used hypnosis to relax me and make myself feel better whenever I felt down. I talked about how I wanted to kill myself because after the accident I was now living with an Uncle who I never met before in a state I never lived in before, Virginia. I was alone and lonely, and at times I just withdrew from the world. So I opened the hypnosis chat to find other people like me that were interested in it or wanted to learn a little about it. Paula was instantly impressed both by my photos that I had put up for the profile and for the boy himself. I was charming to a fault and we just chat a couple of hours before I turned the subject back towards hypnosis and the file. She was interested, but had no privacy, having to share the computer with her younger brother. She wanted to try it another day, so we added each other to our messenger friend's list and chatted some more. I was able to interest her in the hypnosis, but stating how much it helps me everyday, but for the most part, it is the most relaxing thing in the world to me. It was an oversell, but one I didn't want to lose on her. About a week later we chatted again and this time Paula was alone. She had a mic and wanted to chat with me on it, and wanted to hear me too. I told her okay, but not to make fun of my deep voice because everyone makes fun of it, especially the NY accent from where I was born and raised. I had to say that much or she might suspect I am not who I claim to be. She giggled at my voice, but claimed it was sexy the way I talked. Before I could even send her the mp3 hypnosis file, I asked her if she would want to try to be put under by my voice. She had headphones on so no one else could hear even if she was disturbed. It helped block out other sounds too, so it would be easier for the both of us. Once she agreed, she was in a trance about 5 minutes later. I took her very deep, and the deeper she went, the easier it was for me to work with her mind. From all the various hypnotists I had encountered, I fashioned my own unique method of mind manipulation. I used a deepener to move the person from a light trance to a deeper one using an elevator where each floor would represent a level of trance. This was common with many hypnotists, but what I added was tying the pleasure and the relaxation to a reward. It worked like giving a dog a bone for every successful trick. After a while, the dog wants to do tricks. The reward I would give my subjects would be in the form of words. I would say, "You are doing very well now, Paula. I think you are doing so well, you deserve a reward. Do you like rewards, Paula?" Of course, all people love rewards, so I knew she would reply yes. I would then continue, "Good, I am going to give you a wonderful relaxing reward. It is going to be like a wave of massaging pleasure that starts at the toes and rises up the legs and continues all the way to your head. It will feel intensely pleasurable and you will love how addicting the feeling is and want more rewards once you felt it. Understand?" Of course, another yes was said, then I said, "Good girl, feel the wave now." Once the pleasure wave was sent, it accomplished 2 things for me. The mind recognized that rewards were pleasurable and addicting. My next step was to further her addiction. I made a little hypnosis law with her. Everytime she did anything I asked, she would get a reward. Yet this reward was 10 times better and each time she felt it, she would grow more addicted to feeling it when she was in trance or wide awake in chat with me. I told her that not only did she feel addicted to the wave of pleasure, but she felt addicted to telling me the truth even if she didn't want to. In fact, if she told me the truth to any question I asked, she would get an instant reward of pleasure. Everytime she obeyed me, she would get another wave of pleasure. All this time, I am anchoring these statements in by asking her if she understood. Everytime she answered me, she was hit with a pleasure wave. She was slowly becoming a crack addict for my pleasure waves and telling me the truth at all costs. She felt no shame in telling me her most personal desires or answering the most private of questions. I found out she was a virgin, never masturbated before and was horny a lot, especially now with the pleasure waves. I heard her gasps on the mic so I knew she was enjoying the trance quite a lot. She was mine to play with now. So once I had certain triggers in place, I woke her up. I had a trigger to put her back under and wake her up whether it was on mic or in the words in our chat window. I made a point in waking her that she would feel so incredibly good and horny that she would want to tell me exactly how she felt as soon as she was completely awake. Paula couldn't even fathom the pleasure and relaxation would ever feel so good and she was embarrassed to tell me she was horny, so I asked her if she was. She was forced to tell me and once she answered, the wave of pleasure hit her awakened mind. I had her right where I wanted her now. She was starting to moan from the pleasure and I pushed her to tell me where she felt the most pleasure. She told me. I asked her if she ever touched her pussy. I knew the answer, but I wanted her to answer again while awake to further show my control. After she said no, I asked her if she wanted to touch her pussy now? She had to say the truth and she said yes, and the wave hit her strong again. She wanted to, so I told her to do it, and even if a part of her didn't she couldn't resist me at this point, nor the pleasure, so she played with herself. Since she was new at it, I instructed her fingers to rub her clit only, and within 2 minutes she had her first orgasm. Listening to her cum had me ready to explode too, and I did as soon as I released her for the day. I put her back in trance and told her to say goodbye, to take a shower and masturbate again once she had the soap around her pussy. As our chats and conversations continued, I made her addicted to masturbating, having her do it at least twice a day most days. I had her think of the boys in her school she liked. I gave her fantasies of having sex and giving blowjobs, something she wanted to wait for. Her fantasies grew stronger and her desires to fulfill them were insatiable. I had her imagine being thrown up against the wall and fucked by the boy she liked the most at her school. It was a trigger I gave her and she loved it. It was actually Paula's fantasy to be taken roughly that way and I just made her think it happened. It felt real to her, and she would cum wildly from the fucking once she was ready. It never took more than 5 minutes, but if she begged me to make her cum, I just made her cum. I had so much control on her, that even the days she just wanted to talk, she was begging me to make her cum by the end. Paula and I exchanged phone numbers and chatted on her personal phone on and off for the next few months. I eventually told her I was moving back to California with my old girlfriend who was back in my life after a year away from her. A happy ending for the boy who was becoming a man, and Paula who was moving to Florida to be with her estranged father. It was an arousing experience, and as much as I would love to do it in person, I would never cross that line. I crossed a line that was as far as I wanted to go, which was far enough. It was fun while it lasted, and for me giving her orgasms and fantasies to excite her was sexually stimulating for me. Perverted yes, but still gratifying. The chatrooms aren't the same anymore, so I stopped looking. I still have ladies come to me asking for hypnosis and I have fun controlling them. I also think I have put to rest the urge to dominate them while under. I still enjoy giving pleasure waves and that is more than enough for me. I hope you liked my tale and feel free to comment on what you thought it. Any comments, negative or positive would be greatly appreciated. Thanks.

This story is a repost. I apologize if you have read it before "I'm sorry, Mia. I'm not going to make it tonight..." There was more after that, of course. His words rolled on and on in a pathetic monologue about how much he hated standing me up. If only it weren't for this or that or the other thing... Bla bla bla... It was all a bunch of fucking excuses that didn't mean shit to me. I mean, there I was, with my makeup all perfect and everything and wearing a tiny back dress that was just asking to be pulled off of my tight, little body! I was finally ready to fuck him senseless and he wasn't going to make it? Ugh! "Of course, Evan. I understand," I said in the bone-dry tone that always sneaks into my voice when I'm pissed. I rolled my eyes while curtly telling him he should call me later. He actually sounded all upbeat and happy, like everything was just fine... "Pinche' cabron!" I hissed when the connection died. After a month of giving him kisses and hand jobs, I was finally ready to let him have me and that's the night he decides to call off? I couldn't fucking believe it! I was all dressed up and ready to fuck, and instead, I was going to be stuck at home with nothing more than my finger? I was seriously fucking pissed off. "Pinche maricon!" I yelled at the phone before shoving it back into my purse. Catching my reflection in the mirror, I saw an angry but very hot Latina with long, brown hair and deep, longing eyes staring back at me. 'Damn, I do clean up nice.' I thought with more than a little satisfaction. "Well, you missed out, Evan." I mused at my reflection. My breasts rode firm and high on my chest and the low, V-cut neckline of my dress exposed a dangerous amount of my golden brown cleavage. I was at my sexy best and my ruby-red lips formed a vengeful grin as I sent a quick selfie to my soon-to-be-ex boyfriend. I didn't give a shit about whatever it was that was keeping him away, but I did want him to know what he was missing out on! 'Your loss, Even.' I typed on the tiny screen before hitting send. "Serves you right, you pick. And to think I was all set to get my freak on with you." Anger makes me do crazy shit and the more I thought about how he dumped me, the madder I got. I didn’t know how, but I wasn’t gonna just change into my pj’s and call it a night. "Well, I'm not changing my plans now. I don't need Evan to get laid. What I do need is a ride." With my reflection smiling in agreement, I suddenly felt much better about being stood up. There was no way my mother was going to drop me off anywhere dressed like this, so that left my brother, Tomas. If he was still home, I knew where he'd be. Tomas was nineteen, a year older than me and whenever he wasn't out getting into trouble, he could be found in the basement, working on his very impressive muscles. I had to admit, brother or not, I really enjoyed watching him lift weights. "Hi, Tommy," I chirped as I carefully navigated the basement steps in my heels. As I expected, Tomas was laying on his bench, forcing a surprisingly heavy-looking bar into the air. I stood near him while he finished his reps, watching his bare chest and powerful arms flex as he pushed the heavy bar upwards again and again. The look he gave me as he set the bar back in its rack was one a girl should never see on her brother's face, and my cheeks flushed hotly as his smile widened into a knowing grin. "Damn, Mia! You look like you got it going tonight. It's about time you gave it up for Even! The poor guys' got to be suffering from a deadly case of blue balls by now!" "Oh, my God, Tommy!" I shot back indignantly. "I can't believe you said that! Just because I got dressed up doesn't mean I was going to screw him!" I crossed my arms under my boobs and stared at him, just daring him to say more. "Bullshit, Mia." Tommy shot back. "You've got 'fuck me' written all over you. I know when a girl wants it, and right now, sis, you definitely do." My eyes must have gotten huge because Tommy just burst out laughing. I tried hard to be pissed at him, but a second later I was laughing with him. "Yeah, well, maybe I was going to fuck him, but the asshole canceled our date at the last minute." Tommy's smile faded and he shook his head. "That's his loss, Mia. The way you look right now, I'd be all over you in a hot second if you weren't my sister." "Ah hunh. Like you were with Christy last week? She said you have very fast hands, Tommy. Did you fuck her?" I smiled at him, daring him to deny it. Tomas sat up and wiped the sweat off his face. "You wouldn't be asking if she didn't already tell you. You know I did." "Yeah, she told me, all right," I responded sullenly. I felt suddenly sobered by how excitedly she'd gone on about him and a flush of jealousy flared in my blood. I glared at my brother as though he'd committed some heinous crime. "How could you do that, anyway? She's my best friend!" Tomas just shrugged. "She's hot and I wanted her. Why is that a problem?" My eyes narrowed as my glare deepened. "Because it's creepy, Tommy! I mean, we talk about everything! The last thing I wanted to hear was her bragging about having sex with my brother!" Tomas smiled as he flexed his powerful arms. "She was bragging? Cool! What did she say?" "Tommy!" I yelled, feeling completely exasperated. It was grossly inappropriate for him to ask me that and I squirmed uncomfortably as a teasing laugh crept into his voice. I was about to say more, but that damn smile made him look all cute and everything and the thought just choked off in my throat. I was frozen and my knees grew weak as he stood and towered over me. His smile turned dark and challenging as he pressed his advantage over me. God, I wanted to hit him so badly and probably would have if I thought I could have done more than make him laugh. He clearly enjoyed baiting me and his voice grew hot as he came closer. "I can tell you this, Mia, Christy is one wild-ass fuck! It wouldn't hurt you to loosen up a bit, you know. Maybe then, your boyfriend would pay more attention to you." "Fuck you, Tommy!" I screamed and my blood began to boil at his mention of Evan. His accusation stung deeply because I knew he was right. My palms were sweating and my chest rose and fell as my breath became heavy. I felt Tommy getting closer and something inside made me want to back away. Tommy drew so close I could almost feel him on my skin and his dark eyes just bored into me. My heart skipped a beat and he kept following my slow steps one after another until I was backed up against the wall. He hadn't touched me, but he was so very, very close. Much closer than a brother should ever be. Before that moment, I never truly appreciated how big a man Tommy was. To me, he had always just been my older brother, but standing there, with his bare chest and broad shoulders just inches from me, I could smell his musky scent and I felt myself reacting to him in an entirely new and different way. There was an intensity in the way he was looking at me. He didn't reach out to touch me or anything, yet I couldn't have moved from that spot even If I'd wanted. That single fact frightened me more than anything else. I suddenly realized that I didn't want to move. "Wh-what are you doing, Tommy? Let me go!" Tomas held his ground, not moving an inch. "Let you go? I'm not doing anything, Mia. You can leave anytime you want." He was right, but then again, he had me trapped in a way I couldn't explain. I needed him to back away, but he stood like a force of nature and I felt frozen to the ground "That's- that's not what I mean." I shuddered, knowing instantly it was a mistake. Tommy lifted my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. His big, deep, hungry brown eyes... I must have become lost in them because when he next spoke, I couldn't fathom his words. "What?" I asked in barely a whisper. "I said, what else did Christy say about me?" Christy? God! I couldn't believe he was still talking about her. I tried to focus and forget what Tommy was doing. My mind mixed the images as I search for the memory and I remembered how she had gone on and on about him, especially... "She said you have a really big cock." To my horror, those words escaped my lips before I even realized I'd said them! Tommy's eyes blazed and his face lit up in victory. "Really? She said that? You don't think Christy would lie about that, do you?" He was jogging my memory, forcing it to rise and become real in my mind. I wanted to say she would, just to wipe that beautiful smug smile from his face, but my lips betrayed me when I simply whispered "No. She was very excited by it." Tomas straightened and his hand flowed down his body until he was fingering the buttons on his jeans. "You want to see it, don't you? Come on, Mia, admit it. You want to see it at least once. Christy told me how much you like watching me work out." He leaned closer and his voice became a soft whisper. "Christy told me everything, Mia. There's no point in denying it. I already know." That bitch!!! I couldn't believe she'd told my brother I thought he was sexy! I felt my whole world begin to crumble as my body burned in humiliation. I was completely mortified, but underneath all of that, my pussy went from damp to soaking wet. I was fidgeting and my glance flew to the basement door, hoping and fearing our mother would appear to break the spell, but it remain stoutly closed. I was caught, trapped down there, alone with him. "You can't, I mean we shouldn't..." My voice failed and my mouth went dry as feelings I knew were terrible and wrong flooded through me. Thoughts unspoken and full of sin, yet I knew he was thinking them as well. "We shouldn't what, Mia?" he asked innocently, but that same smile crept over his chiseled face and burned into me. I tried to answer, but I could no longer speak. His smile whispered to me, speaking unspoken words of lust and desire. I knew I should have resisted, but God forgive me, I felt a growing heat in my thighs as he gazed down at me. He was so fucking sexy that my body no longer cared if he was my brother. All it knew was that he was a man primed with an animal need and filled with arousal. Neither of us had said it, but I knew he wanted me. This was no game anymore. Panic rose in my throat. I knew I should run, but I felt a pull, a longing need to be wanted. It was as if our bodies disregarded what our minds knew in favor of what our flesh demanded. I couldn't bare to look him in the eyes and as my gaze traveled down his body, I was betrayed by my instincts. His torso seemed to ripple as he moved and the sight of his muscles flexing under the tight covering of his flawless skin sent a tremble racing through me. Then, as my gaze moved farther down, I saw the unmistakable shape of his cock pressing tightly against the fabric of his jeans. "You're so hard," I whispered, barely controlling my urge to touch him. Tommy's voice grew deep and quiet. "I'm a man. It happens when I'm looking at a beautiful girl." 'Oh, God! Don't say that!' my mind screamed. The heat in my pussy was pulsing and a tremble passed through my body. 'Run, Mia!' A voice like Obi-Wan's said in my head, but it was lost in the roaring of my blood as it rushed through my veins. "I'm not a girl', I responded with more confidence than I felt. "I'm your sister." Tommy's hand moved upward and I shivered as he brushed a lock of my brown hair away from my face. "You're a woman, Mia. A very beautiful woman, if you ask me." I couldn't even begin to speak. At that moment, I feared the only things I might say would only give my consent. My heart was fluttering like a hummingbird and I thought it would burst at any moment. An unearthly pause hung in the air like a dangerous fog, enveloping me in its thick and heated embrace. Tommy's hand came to my cheek and my will to resist crumbled like an ancient wall. I nuzzled into his palm, surrendering to whatever he wanted of me. His breath came deep as a powerful sigh left his chest. With tentative ease, he drew my lips close to his. For a moment he hesitated, giving me one last chance to resist... "What if mom comes, down..." I said weakly, clinging to my last hope of stopping what was becoming inevitable. "Mom hasn't been able to walk those steps in a year, Mia," he responded with a mix of fateful desire and regret. "She isn't coming and you know it." I felt his body pressing into me and I tasted his breath as his lips brushed mine. "No... Please don't." I whispered just as his kiss swallowed my pleas. It was then I felt his hands on my body. He was touching me, not as a brother, but as a man longing for release. He caressed me as if he meant to reassure me and taunt me all at the same time. His tongue glossed my lips, urging them to part. With a fearful sigh. I relented and melted into his embrace, accepting his tongue intimately into my mouth. His kiss was hot and demanding and I felt as though I was going to swoon as I melted into his embrace. "God, Tommy, what are you doing to me?" I whined when his lips left mine. "Only giving you what you wanted. Mia." His voice was deep and full of hunger I'd never sensed in him before. His hands were around my waist, holding me so tightly against him I could feel his bulge hot on my belly. "I never said I wanted this.." "Then tell me to stop." For a moment I tried. My mind screamed the words but they refused to form on my lips. Then the moment passed and my mouth was smothered again by his. Our kisses went from being slow and probing to hot and insistent, stealing my breath away. By the time we parted again, I had no more will to make him stop. "Oh, God, Tommy... Please be gentle with me." I felt his hand roaming up my back and cool air flowed over my skin as he drew the zipper down behind me. "I will be, Mia. You're my sister and I love you." His soft voice hypnotized me and calmed my fears as I gave myself away to the bliss it silently offered. My heart rose into my throat as he removed my dress. His bare chest felt hot under my hands and we kissed passionately as we careened towards something neither of us truly understood. With a flick of his wrist, the hooks at my back suddenly parted and my bra came away in his hands. Instinctively, I cupped my exposed breasts in my palms and my cheeks reddened hotly as Tommy's gaze fell on my exposed skin. I could see a mixture of wonderment and desire in those deep eyes and I knew I was lost. "Damn, Mia. I had no idea how beautiful you are." Gently, he tried to pull my hands from my breasts, but still, I resisted. He must have sensed that my hesitance was more from shyness than shame and he shushed my protests away. "Please, let me see them. They are too beautiful to hide." Oh, my God, everything I ever believed about love and sex crumbled around me. Each time I found a will to slow the inevitable, his voice drew me deeper into his spell. He held me in his powerful arms, devouring my will along with my breath. Moments later, he was laying over me on the carpeted floor. I writhed and trembled under my brother as he feasted on my body. "Tommy! No! I can’t do this! Unnh... fuck! I can't believe you're doing this to me!!" “It’s too late now, Mia. I know how much this is turning you on. You’ve been dreaming about riding my cock ever since I fucked Christy, haven’t you? You won’t make me stop now. I know you won’t.” I hated that he was right, but I still pleaded with him to stop. I tried to push him off, but every nip and bite on my skin felt like fire. I was panting in heat despite my objections and all the while his sucking kisses left wet trails all over my body. I was gasping for breath and felt a forbidden need building in my heart. Tommy played me like a master musician and soon his fluttering kisses had my pussy dripping with creamy juice. I couldn't believe this was happening! My own brother was winding me up until I was overcome with a need for him that shocked and amazed me. He kissed my throat and sucked on my lips and all the while his body settled over me as only a lover does. I felt him reach between us and seconds later the snap of his jeans sounded loudly in my ears. I felt panic rise in my heart as the reality of what was happening struck. I knew I had to make him stop, but I was lost and could do nothing as we began our slide into the abyss. I whimpered plaintively under him but "Oh, my god," was all I could say as he began pushing his pants down his hips. I writhed and squirmed until I felt the hot length of his penis pressing into my tummy. It felt hard and heavy on my skin, and oh lord, it was thick! I started to struggle but Tommy grabbed my hands and pinned them over my head. There was a wild and feral look in his eyes and I shuddered in fear and excitement as he began sawing his cock over my panty-covered clit. "Feel that Mia? I'm so fucking hard for you now, I can't wait to slide this inside you. How many guys have fucked you so far, sis? Two? Maybe three if you did that blond fucker you went out with last summer? None of them had a cock like mine. I've dreamed of fucking you for a long time and I'm going to love finally getting to split you open." He was grinding his cock hard on my clit, sawing his shaft back and forth while holding tightly me under him. The friction radiated through my wet panties and soon my hips were meeting his thrust. My arms ached as I fought his grip and only the weight of his body on mine kept me from thrashing under him. Feeling him dry fuck me was pushing me over the edge. The insistent pressure on my clit flicked my pilot light on and I just exploded in orgasm. Waves of pleasure burst in my mind and I bucked and heaved under my brother as he bore down on my pulsing cunt. "Unnnh, fuuuckk!" I screamed as my body rippled in forced pleasure. I couldn't move my arms but my thighs flexed and ached and I locked them around my brother's legs as I tried vainly to pull him into me. "Stop teasing me! If you are gonna fuck me then do it now.” Tommy curled me up, holding my thighs high around his hips. God, he was hard and I squirmed under him, confused as to whether I should scream or surrender. His grip on me was so tight I couldn’t move. I knew I couldn’t stop him, that I soon wouldn’t even be able to try. My heart was pounding in my chest as I fought against my desire, Tommy must have sensed my conflict and he kissed me hard, slipping his tongue in my mouth and swallowing whatever resistance I had left. “If you want it, Mia, you have to beg. Beg me to fuck you or I’ll leave you here in a puddle of your own juice.” He was being a total fucker, but I was beyond the point of no return, I was in heat and I needed to feel his cock inside me. I was begging before I even knew it. “Yes, you fucker! I need you inside me. I need you to fuck me, Tommy! Please, don't let me change my mind, just fuck me! Fuck me hard!" My pussy was clenching and purring and my panties were drenched. I was hotter than I'd ever been and the only thought I had was to get my brother's cock into me. My body finally calmed and I became passive under him as I waited for his entry, but Tommy just smiled darkly as my orgasm subsided. "Damn, Mia! You are so fucking beautiful when you come. Don't worry, there isn't a force in the universe that's going to keep me from getting my cock into you, but I want you to see it first. I want you to feel it in your hand so you know what you're getting tonight." Tommy rose off of me and pulled me up until I was laying between his legs. His erection was now just inches from my face and my belly twisted at the thought of getting that thing into my cunt. Almost fearfully, I reached out and encircled his thick shaft with my fingers. "Oh my gosh, Tommy. this is as thick as my wrist!" I pumped him hard a few times just to get a feel for it. He was long and thick and I'd never seen anything like it outside of a porn video. He was at least eight inches long, but what struck me was how heavy he was in my hand. His foreskin covered his head and the whole thing was an almost purple-pink. "Holyshit, Tommy," I panted as I slowly stroked him. "You really are big. I'm afraid this is gonna hurt when you put it in me." "Don't worry, Mia. I'll go slow, but that can wait. I want you to kiss it for me. See how much of it you can suck" Once I had that thick piece of fuck-meat in my hand, my only thought was to get it into my mouth. I nodded quickly and in a moment, my mouth was poised over his bulbous head. "That's it, Mia. Suck it for me. I've dreamed of this for so long. Let me feel those sexy lips on my cock." Gone was my hesitance at being with my brother. I had come too far by then and my stomach buzzed with the need to have him inside me. Slowly, purposely putting on a show for him, I flicked my tongue out and swirled it over his thick head. "Oh, fuck, Mia, suck me, suck my cock!" Tommy murmured, hissing as my hot mouth closed over him. The cadence of his breathing slowed and became heavy as I began to suck him hard. Feeling him react so strongly to my mouth gave me a sense of power I was unused to. I shifted a little, rising high over him as I prepared to take him as deeply as I could. My tongue swirled under his shaft and I slid down his considerable length until he was pressing on my throat. I tried to swallow him, but he got lodged in my tight opening and the urge to gag rose and forced me to pull back. I gagged and coughed while strands of saliva dripped from my lips onto his balls. My eyes were watering and I stroked him with my hand while I tried to regain my breath. "I really can't get much more of this in my mouth, Tommy. It's just too thick. I didn't know you had a real, porn star cock!" I smiled happily as I kissed the head and probed under his foreskin with my tongue. Between the pure size of his cock and the dirty thought of it being my brother, I was really in heat. Tommy grinned as he watched my lips slide down the underside of his shaft. Instinctively, he thrust upward and I stroked him in my hand before slipping down to suck his magnificent balls. My wet lips sucked his nuts until his legs dropped completely open. Tommy's face was becoming red and I stroked him harder as my tongue fondled his gonads through his sack. Part of me still feared the idea of actually letting my brother fuck me, especially with a cock like his. Part of me was hoping I could get him to nut right then. I was sucking hard and using every trick I could think of and I knew he was getting close. Quickly, I returned my mouth to his thick head and drooled my saliva all over it. I wanted it wet and slick as possible, not so it could easily get inside my cunt, but so I could take his monster right down my throat. I was about to try when Tommy gasped. "Fuck, enough! Shit, Mia! You're sucking the cum right out of me!" Tommy tried to push me off but I was determined to make him come. "So? Don't you want to?" I snapped excitedly. "Just shut up and let me finish! I want to see you shoot all over my hands!" I cupped his balls and kept stroking him, urging him to come, but Tommy rolled away and grabbed my arms hard. "Oh no! You aren't gonna waste this load, Mia! This one is going inside you!" His grip was like iron and I yelped as he flipped me over onto my back. I wriggled and struggled as he rose over me and my stomach clenched in nervous excitement when I felt his heavy cock slap down on my panty-covered clit. Tommy grunted and grabbed the hem of my panties, roughly yanking them over my hips and making me gasp in pain. Tossing them aside, he pressed me back down and this time, I felt his member searching for my unprotected hole. We were both panting hard as we wrestled in a passionate fight for my virtue. It was a fight I couldn't win. When I felt his cock begin to force its way into me into me I pushed hard on his chest, trying to roll him off. "Tommy! No! You can't put it inside me, not like this. I've got condoms in my purse...ohh fuckkk!!" I felt a sudden, burning pain as he thrust, pushing his head through my outer lips. My eyes must have grown wide with fright, and for just a moment he stopped and sanity seemed to return to him. "Tommy," I begged, "not like this. I don't want you to knock me up… Please, not like this." Tommy's hesitation was short though and I could feel him gathering his strength. "No, this time I'm having you all. Later, we can use those, but right now, I want you bare!" "Later? We can't do this ag.... Ahhhh fuuuckkk!!!" I screamed out as Tommy unleashed his strength and drove his massive cock straight into my body. I felt him slide deep into me and once he found my wetter depths, I had no way to keep him out. My channel stretched and squeezed on his shaft and I grunted hard as he slammed balls deep into my sheath. Tommy was holding me by my waist and began driving into me with a hard and hurried pace. The pain of his entry quickly faded and in just a few seconds my body was responding to being fucked in the only way it knew how. My juices flowed thickly and my nipples stiffened into hard little buds. I held onto his arms for dear life as he pummeled my cunt. I was whimpering and crying but inside my belly as an incredible tempest began to grow. "Pull out of me, Tommy," I begged. "Please don't cum inside me… I’m not on the pill, okay? Oh, God, no! I can’t get knocked up by you. What am I going to tell everyone?" Tommy’s grip me me tightened enough to hurt. He hunched up and fucked me harder, as if he was in a hurry to come. His chest was slick with sweat and as my cries failed, he whispered his victory in my ear. “Im gonna cream inside you, sis. I’m gonna fuck you until I come and I ain’t pulling out. You are getting my load and I hope you are fertile enough to have my brat! With that, his body grew taut and his muscles flexed. He was so powerful that I could do nothing but take it as his cock drilled into me. He felt amazing inside me and I was riding toward another orgasm, but it threatened to stall as I realized what he was wanting from me. “Why, Tommy? Why would you do this? What am I gonna tell mama if I get pregnant?” "Tell her it's Evan's brat. He won't fucking know any better!" Tommy snarled, grunting like a beast as he bore down hard, making my whole body rock. My pussy was clenching and clasping his cock it sawed into me. I felt that storm in my gut began to coalesce again. My heart was pounding but as much as I wanted to cum, I was desperate to get my brother off of me. "No, Tommy, he will know. I haven't fucked him yet, remember? God, you can't cum inside me.. Ohh fuuuckkk I'm cumming!" My orgasm rose like a beast and consumed me in its fire. My mind filled with pure sensation and my body rocked with pulsing convulsions. Somewhere in all of that, I felt my brother stiffen and he slammed his cock all the way up inside my womb. He grunted and shook and I knew he was pumping me full of his cum. I was at the mercy of our pleasure and I groaned as both our orgasms crested. When Tommy finally caught his breath, he kissed me gently on my lips before pulling out. "If you haven't fucked Evan then take my car and go do it now. Make it good, Mia, cause if you do get pregnant, he needs to believe he's the father." What could I say? Tommy fucked me better than anyone ever had but I felt so fucking used. Then, he tells me to go and fuck someone else? I was speechless, and I grabbed my clothes and my eyes filled with tears as I flew up the basement steps. As I stopped and slid my dress over my naked and bruised body, I heard Tommy's cell phone ring. The name he answered chilled me to the bone. "Evan, what are you doing, dude? You shouldn't be calling me now! You could blow this whole thing! Yeah, it's cool though. I've talked to her and she's heading over to your pad in my car. See, buddy, I told you if you made her wait it would pay off. I guarantee she going to put out for you now!" What the fuck? His words echoed in my head and I realized my brother had set the whole thing up. He had maneuvered me into fucking him, and now I had no choice but to go fuck Even as well. Even more than being fucked, I was getting screwed and there was nothing I could do but take it all.

Last night had gone really well, with lots of guys and one dog turning up for our family group fuck, so we were all looking for another great night tonight, I made a few more sms and phone calls to confirm it was still on. 6.30 and the guys started to arrive, we had started playing, I was fucking Stef while Stu, Kim and Sue were doing a family 3 some, the guys stripped of and began to join in, it wasn't long before we all had a few cocks in us and the air was once more full of sex. I did a dp in Stef's butt with a good sized cock, her orgasm going well, as she swollowed a good load of cum, sharing it with me, then I spun her over, big cock under her also in her butt, I shoved my cock back in and found a guy to fuck my arse while we played, another cock went from her mouth to mine and back, until shooting my mouth full of sticky hot cum. I let another guy take over, as I found more cock to use, two filed my arse as I sucked a third, by now we had around 15 or so guys and it was still early. I worked them hard, both guys trying to out do the other, as my arse took control of me, then whils I was having one almight good orgasm, my butt gripped them both tighter and set them off, rewarding me with their juices. It was then I saw Ted, the guy who had brought his big mixed breed dog along last night, now with a nice cum filled arse, I called the dog to me, resting on the bench for him to eat my arse and juice's out, he knew what to do, as another anal orgasm ripped though me. His tongue going right in, sent shivers though me, then as I was hoping, he jumped up, this time he didn't need any coxing, his cock probing for my butt, I moved my hand back to help him then with one good hard push, he found the mark, half his cock felt like it went in first push. I felt my body start to shake, my anal orgasm building fast, then just like that I went into a contant orgasm, his cock now fully home was going great, his knot close to going in, but I held him out, knowing that he would fuck me longer if his knot didn't go in. Stef had slipped under me and was sucking my cock, a guy was fucking her arse too, then all my body shuddered, as he rammed his knot home, my butt forced open to accept him, then just as quick, another huge anal orgasm shoot though me body. As I looked to my right I saw Kim, she had another dog, a German Shepard fucking the arse off her, this caused me to orgasm yet again, as my dog pushed in further still, I knew it wouldn't be long now, his cock and knot swelling up bigger still signalling his balls would soon flood my arse with cum, and I was right, gallons flowed deep inside me, filling my stomarch, sending me into one long huge anal orgasm, oh I just love having dogs fuck me. It took me some time to come down from my orgasm, my body gripping the dogs cock and knot tight in me, not wanting him to drop out, each time he pulled against me, another orgasm hit home, I must have had at least 6 or 7 more orgasm's before his knot dropped out. I saw Stef, her face white with dog cum, my cock still in her mouth, her butt also took a load of cum as the guy fucking her bent down to lick her face. Just as quick my arse was filled with more cock and cum, several guys turned on by the show needed a hole to fuck, and mine was available. It was then I heard Kim scream as her orgasm took her to new hights, the german shepard was filling her with his juices, his knot looked bigger too. I went behind her waiting for the cum to flow, I wanted to eat some and share it with her. I lay under her butt, watching as he pulled his knot out, even soft it looked bigger, and the cum yummy, lots of it too, as a couple of other guys helped me lick her clean. Then with Stef and Kim both covered in doggy cum it was time for some water sports, leading them outside, we took turns pissing in or over them both, washing the dog cum from them both. We showered and went back to join in with the fun, Sue was now being fucked by the big dog, a guy under her fucking her pussy, and another in her mouth, her orgasm told me all was well in her world, Stu also was being fucked by 2 guys his arse well and truly filled with cum as it run down his legs, with each trust of their cocks. The german shepard was laying down, so I licked his cock, getting him hard once more, I moved him to the bench, I wanted to feel that huge knot in me, at first he was a bit slow, but the more he licked my butt, he started to hump my leg, so with a guy helping him, he soon found my hole, his cock pushing in hard sent me into a beautiful orgasm, he was good, nice and fast, with good long thrusts too, my orgasm kept coming as he got all his cock buried inside me, his knot hiting my butt cheeks, now it was time to let him knot with me and make me his bitch. I moved my hand, his knot now pushed agaisnt my butt, I relaxed, and helped him to get it in, with a few good hard pushes, the knot entered my brown hole, sending me into a huge anal orgasm, it was big, locking firmly he pushed in deeper still, I could feel the tip of his cock deep in my stomarch. I was now lost, my orgasm had control and I didn't want it to stop, his speed was faster than the other dogs and his cock and knot felt bigger too, I knew it would end soon, I felt the heat as his cum started its journey inside my body, I shook and fell limp, him cock held me up, as more cum filled my willing hole. We stayed knotted for ages, I held his knot tight, each pull back causing me to have another anal orgasm, then with a loud plop, it dropped out, I hadn't even noticed Stef under me until now, her face awash with cum, as she licked my butt clean, I fell back onto her and her tongue found my arse lips open as she ate me out. I moved around, holding Stef's arm up, my butt went right down onto it first go, more dog cum run out lubing her arm, my cock probing her mouth, as she worked my bowels with her fingers,, it didnt take much a few strokes of my cock and I shot reams of human cum over her face, mixing it with dog cum, Stef licked her lips, as other cocks also began to shot hot cum onto her face, we both took what we could, licking one another clean. The night carried on, each dog fucked us all, as more guys turned up, another new dog, a smaller mixed breed, also joined in fucking us, I think apart from Stu, we all took each dog once, and most every guy had fucked us, so with lots of cum covered bodies, we took the guys out back for one last piss session, most now happy to fuck us and fill our holes with piss, I took around 5 guys hot piss in my butt, and the others would have been much the same, it was so good having so many kinky guys now, eager to fuck us all. After a wash off, we told the guys to pop round Sunday afternoon if they had any cum left, and we weould make sure they left with empty balls again. and if possible bring their dogs along for them to enjoy our bodies too. Two more guys said they would bring their male dogs along, and if possible a friend or two as well.

I have seen certain articles advising women on how to turn your husband into a willing cuckold but not found a decent one which could guide husbands on how to get their wives to cuckold them. The strange part is it's always the men who initiate or want cuckolding and usually not the women, the women may cheat but they don't harbour the fantasy of cuckolding there men (although as they cheat the husband is a cuckold). Confusing hah... well I only want to say that women don't cheat with the intention of deriving pleasure from making their husbands cuckold, while the men or husbands sometimes want their wives to cheat and they derive pleasure in it. I faced similar situation, derived pleasure in secretly fantasising about my wife cheating on me but do not know how to make it a reality. I have overcome it and now I am a very satisfied cuckold with an equally satisfied married life. Cuckold is a fetish, a passion for the man who derives his pleasure in knowing that his wife is having a time of her life, sexually, with some other man. Why other man? Why not the husband himself; well this is a million dollar question. Before I answer that question let me tell you about cuckolds in general and remember I am talking about willing cuckold, a person who knows and accepts his wife with other men. Most of the cuckolds are men in their 30s or more, living comfortable lifestyles. They are usually alpha males with above-average intelligence, hold high-power executive positions in their work and earn above-average incomes. They have their own way of looking at life. These men are generally soft spoken, well mannered, avoid confrontation but are not cowards. They have responsibilities towards there demanding work, family and expectations from peer to be always on top. They need escape, need to lose control, let someone else take control and be responsible. Well this does not make a man cuckold but when it is coupled with a deep love for their partner, when it is coupled with a sense of inferiority in sex department say small penis, erectile dysfunction whether actual or physiological, when it is coupled with a sense of pride in knowing that men are drooling over your women, it sows the seeds of cuckolding. There is another reason also, men are always attracted to things which are difficult to get. When you first met your wife to be, she was very much unattainable and this fact attracted you towards her and when life gets into a comfortable rut after marriage the strong desire you felt in the beginning subsides. Cuckolding gives you your desire for her, the desire to win her again from the other man in her life. Further cuckolds are generally submissive in nature so they enjoy the pain, humiliation, shame and inadequacy that come with cuckolding. Ok... let's not lose track of the topic of discussion, how to get your wife to cuckold you, but before we get started you should know if you really want this, you really want your wife to fuck someone else, to suck some other guy's cock and then kiss you, with his smell still lingering on her lips. Are you ready to accept other man in your marriage? Are you willing to let him take control of your sex life? I guess whenever you fantasise your wife with some other guy you feel excited and you want it to happen... congratulations you are a cuck wannabe... but let me remind you these feeling are not uncommon and are no indication that you want to be a cuckold actually. Many men enjoy these kind of fantasies and once they cum (masturbate or otherwise) they do not think about it till they are horny again. So if you enjoy these kinds of fantasies during sex or masturbation, no problem enjoy it, but if you want it be turned into reality then I would suggest you do the following self tests before you actually do something about it. The self test I have in mind are not exhaustive and you can improvise and have your own test; the idea is to find out if you really want it to happen and if you can really handle it if... if it happens. First test - Try to imagine your wife with someone else just after your have ejaculated and your cock is limp. See for yourself how much you like the idea now. You can try to do the same in the morning, say breakfast time when your wife is getting ready for the office. Try to picture her with her boss, kissing him, laughing with him, getting intimate with him. Don't just picture the hard cock slipping inside the hot snatch, but imagine the other aspects of sharing her, like she is spending time with him at the cost of ignoring you. Her boss taking her out on a date while you are left to take care of the kids. Well this one will give you a good idea of your level of fantasy, if you still want it, good there is another test. Second test - No more imagining it, get a field test done. You have to choose a candidate, not just some know man but someone whom you despise, could be a bully in the office, a disgusting neighbour. Someone you know is a philanderer, someone who is always interested in trying his luck with wives of other people. Now invite this man to your house or arrange to meet him along with your wife at some party. Give him a chance, leave him alone with your wife and get away for some time. How do you feel knowing your wife is with this guy while you are waiting? This man may try something or may not, but when you are away you believe that he may be flirting with your wife. You have given yourself some time limit to wait before you join them again, it could be half hour, an hour or more. See if you are able to wait that long or you barge in sooner. This will give you an idea of what to expect in future and if you are willing to go this path, well then let's get along with understanding the level of cuckolds. There could be two types willing and unwilling. Unwilling cuckolds are the ones who are cuckolded by a cheating spouse and when they find out they do not accept it and the marriage ends in a divorce or other bitter consequences. Willing are the ones who accepts it or wants it and many a times leads their wives into it. We are off course dealing with the willing cuckolds only. I have divided willing cuckolds into four stages as per their willingness. The one who feels happy to know that his wife is a sexual object for other men and is happy to find out that his wife fucks others. The cuck is contended in knowing only, he does not want to face his wife's lover and he may listen to his wife narrating her encounter with her lover but would never want her lover to know that he is supporting it. This is the first level and a first step for leading to other stages. Sometimes he does not move on to next level and stays at this stage only; this could be because he feels ashamed to admit it with her lover. Sometimes he is just dropped into this stage by his cheating wife and he is unsure of what to do and this indecision keeps him there. He is unwilling to accept his feeling and thus unable to move on to other stages. The first stage is quite common amongst the cuckolds; they let their wives go to their lover while they wait for them at home. They get sympathy love from their wives, who feel guilty at cheating on their loving husbands. In some cases the cuckolds pretend that they know nothing of her lover and in some cases they confront their wives and demand to know all about it and yet never stop them. The next stage is quite open; here the cuckold had accepted his feelings. He has lead his wife to this point or the wife has lead him into this doesn't matters, what matters is that both are comfortable about it. Neither the wife is guilty about cheating nor is the husband confused. The lover in this case knows that the cuckold is willing and the sex happens in the marital bed while the husband takes the guest room. Cuckold also gets to enjoy watching his wife having sex with her lover. Cuckold enjoys the gut wrenching feeling that his wife is doing all the things that she never did with him. The third stage is where the humiliation starts. The humiliation is always there however in third stage it's prominent. The cuck enjoys the humiliation he suffers at the hand of her lover or by his wife. Usually the humiliation is an important part of this lifestyle as the moment his wife cuckolds him he feels humiliated and he enjoys it. However the third stage he feels he deserved it due to his inability to satisfy his wife sexually like her lover can. Usually the third stage is inevitable if the cuck has ventured to the second stage. He could have stayed at stage one if he chooses to but if he has moved to stage two it's almost impossible to stay there, eventually he will slip to the third stage. It could be mild humiliation or it could be really abusive depending upon the wife and the lover. Many cuck wants abuse at the hands of their wives and they encourage it. The more the wife or lover is abusive the more he enjoys. The fourth stage i.e. the cuck with gay tendencies. This is the stage to which not every cuckold wants to reach. The first three stages are intermingled and one can easily slip to stage two or three but not to stage four. A person who is a cuckold does not automatically turns gay, he has to have those feeling in him. Sometime men who are confused and could not accept their gay tendencies or do not realise them, tends to realise them when they see their wives in the arms of other men. These cuckolds secretly want to replace their wives and want to be with these men. They love to serve the lovers, suck their cocks, cleans the cum, eat creampie, wants abusive treatment and love it if the bull fucks both the wife and husband. Now a little bit on why do women cheat or why do women do not cheat? As per leading physiologists the reasons for cheating are lack of attention or intimacy, revenge, bad sex, financial independence, feeling neglect or feeling lonely etc. But more important is why do they don't cheat and especially if the above mentioned reasons are there to tempt them. Well the answer is they love and they fear, they love their husband and fear hurting them. They fear of losing the comfortable relationship, financial support, backlash from the society/family etc. Now you want her to cuckold you, cheat on you but you also want that the relationship continues and she continue to love you. Definitely you cannot push her out of your life, you cannot neglect her or make her feel lonely so that she cheats on you. So how you going to do it, I try to answer that in the following paragraphs. Now let's get started with the big question how to get your wife to cuckold you? Before we do that let me emphasise on the need to have a good communication with your partner. To have a good relationship the key is to have an open and free communication, be it boyfriend girlfriend, husband wife or in our case cuckold and cukolderess. If you are not at ease with your wife to communicate your feelings or the opposite then misunderstandings creeps in and spoil everything. You need to understand exactly what your wife is comfortable at; likewise she needs to understand your feelings. Try to understand your wife, is she open with you, is she comfortable to discuss about sex, about her old boyfriends. Does she discuss about her work buddies especially male buddies, does she ever told you about any man making pass at her. Likewise do you talk to her on the same page? If yes, very good if not, well improve the communication. You start to open up by discussing about any female friend you have and encourage her to talk about her male friends. Make her feel free to discuss about her old boyfriends, sex, etc. as if she is talking to her girlfriend. Once you have established good communication it would be easier for you to open up completely later on. The first inference that a woman derives out when a husband says that he wants her to fuck other men is that her husband wants to have sex with other girls or worse he already has a secret relationship going. So just don't blurt it out as you are always going to freak her out if you don't go step by step. So never say that. Next you need to imbibe in you permanently, is to express you love verbally from time to time. You have to actually use the phrase "I love you" more often. I am sure you express your love to her but keep in mind the phrase and use it with sincerity with her on regular basis. Next keep it permanently in your mind that you have to complement her more often. Complement her on cooking (if she cooks), complement her on any decision she made and most importantly complement her on her beauty. Now here is a catch, don't tell her how beautiful, how sweet or how innocent she looks. Always tell her how hot she looks, how sexy you find her in an outfit, how you saw other men drool over her. Complement her on her hot boobs, sexy ass, smooth legs, whatever is the hottest body part she has. Encourage her to wear sexy and a bit revelling dresses. Buy her sexy lingerie's it would make her feel hot. Once you have developed open communication and you continue to express your love and complement her, you have set the ball rolling. It's not a one day job it needs to be done regularly till she feels totally comfortable with being a hot women. Now you need to find out about your wife and act accordingly. Is she submissive or aggressive in bed? If she is aggressive and takes lead in sex it's good otherwise you have to work hard and make her aggressive. You can tell her that you love it when she is on top and fucks you. You have to make her believe that you enjoy when she grabs your hairs and buries your head onto her snatch. You show that you love to eat her, make her cum. The important part, stop asking her to give you blowjobs. Yes you heard me correctly; you can't have blowjobs from her anymore. Anyway you wanted to be cuckolded and you want that your wife should use her mouth with some other man. From now onwards you will lick her pussy but never expect a return of favours; even if she wants to do it, you have to let her know that you don't like it anymore, that you like to kiss her and eat her only. Well the idea is to let her focus on her pleasure only and not yours. This will unlimitedly make her aggressive in bed with you. Let me tell you something else, women derive pleasure in pleasing there man, well most women do if not all. You have to deny this pleasure to her. It will frustrate her a little bit and she will have this unsatisfied urge which will come handy when she actually decides to cuckold you. Be submissive to her not just in bed but otherwise too. Respect her decisions or better ask her to make important decisions. Don't show your desire to go out with your friends but encourage her for a girl's night out. Put her pleasure first in everything and be totally submissive and loving to her. She would find it frustrating at first but soon she will get used to be the one who is leading. This is not a simple task; don't rush the things as it will take long time, sometimes months and years to accomplish this. You have to put her into lead, let her take decisions, let her spend time with her girlfriends. Have her dress sexy and make her feel hot and desired. She will love the attention she will get from other men. But remember this alone will not make her cuckold you. She may be tempted to experience with other men when they flirt with her but she will not do it. Well most of the women will not cheat at this level and if your wife is the one in minority still it will not help your purpose as she will not let it be known to you. Now is the time for some pillow talk, time to take things further. Talk to her what she would like to do if she was to be single again or who is the hottest guy according to her. What would she do if she is to spend a night with a hot guy or with which guy she would like to hook up again if she be eighteen again? All these are hypothetical questions and appears to be harmless so less likely to offend her. You can have your own set of questions the idea is to open her to talk about sex with other guys. Have patience don't just blurt out everything in one night. Slowly open her up to the idea. Initially she may respond with like that she loves you so much that she just can't think of anyone else etc. But continue to open her up and talk to her like a friend or better her girlfriend. Eventually she would start to open up, very slowly; she will talk about other guys and will try to judge your reaction. She will even be surprised that you are not jealous. She would demand to know why you are not jealous. Show her that you love her and anything that she likes is always pleasurable for you. Make her talk about her old boyfriends, the sex with them, how good or bad was that. Put a question that if she is free of consequences would she want to experience it again. Once these kinds of talks are repeated for some nights she will start suspecting something fishy. This is a tricky situation in which the wife will assume that you are having an affair and your guilty conscious is making you talk like that. Now is the time for you to show that you love her and no one else. All the efforts you have put in earlier at being a submissive will come handy. Tell her that you love her so much that nothing is more important to you than her pleasure. You want that she live her life to the fullest and enjoy everything that this world has to offer. The sexual relationship that she had in past or even if she has in future are too small an issue to bother you and deter your love for her. Maintain this stand with her, tell her she is so hot that any man would be lucky to have her and you are that lucky guy. Remember I told earlier that women don't cheat as they fear hurting the man they love, well with this you have taken care of it. But it doesn't mean that she will find a man next day to fuck. She will only be confused but will feel less of guilt when a man flirts with her and she likes it. The communication, the pillow talks should continue and the more open and explicit it gets the better. Bad sex is one of the important reasons women choose to cheat. How bad are you in bed? If you have followed what is told above your have already frustrated her. You have focused in pleasuring her through your mouth, well continue doing that with less and less of penetrative sex. Just continue being bad in sex. She will miss some good sex and she could complain about it. This is the time you have to establish that you are not good enough for her in bed and that she deserves better. She will believe you due to all the male attention she is receiving. Don't let her focus on improving the sex life with you just keep on reminding her how good it was with one of her ex or how good it could be with someone else. Do it subtly. If everything is going good and she is openly talking with you then it's the time to tell her that you want her to enjoy the life and have sex with some other guy. Tell her you love her and love her so much that you don't want her to miss on something good in life i.e. sex. You don't want to lose her and want her for the rest of the life. You have come out in open with her, the reactions could be different. She could say, "I knew something of this kind is cooking in your perverted mind," or "Don't be a stupid I love you too much, I just can't go and fuck someone," or "I don't want anyone else I want you only," or "How can you say something like this!!" Whatever be her reaction at this point don't worry you have done enough groundwork that the only thing in her mind is "is this possible?" Don't push the things further; you have done your job. The key to further success is just good communication and falling in line with whatever she decides. At this point she is not telling you that she want to fuck someone but it's imprinted forever at the back of her mind that she has options. Whatever you have been doing till now must continue. Still it's not the time that she will do it. You would have many more conversations and you have to absolutely convince her that you want this. This is the time of confusion, indecision for her. She would start giving it a serious thought. At times she would also get angry and would try to talk you out of this. Actually she is trying to be sure about it. She will remain confused, hesitant till the last moment, till the very moment she cuckolds you. She will have negative thoughts, gets cold feet about it. You have to create opportunities for her if you want to take it forward from your bedroom talks, to reality. Create opportunity but with whom, that is a big question. Let me tell you that you cannot choose the guy for her; eventually she will pick up someone on her own. Then how do you create the opportunity. By allowing her time with her friends, especially male friends and you have to take care of the kids. Chances are she will hook on with someone known, so don't plan on going for a vacation and wish for an encounter with a stranger. Just keep on assuring her that you love her. Another thing that you can do is ask her to play naughty games with you. Ask her to seduce someone of her choice, just some mild flirting, challenge her, it will help her to open up. Keep complimenting her and reminding her that she is so desirable. It will happen she will cuckold you and you have to wait at home for her on that first time. She would be a bit unsure when she returns home, show your love and reassure her. Once it happens, congratulations you are a stage one cuckold, now its upto you if you want to stay there or want to move on to stage two. One thing I am sure that your wife will not pull you from stage one to two. It's you who have to choose, but once you choose to move on to stage two you could not stay there and will be pulled further by either your wife or her lover. The stage four, well if you are desirous, you need a bi-sexual bull to partner your wife. Not every guy could be of help. Happy hunting. I hope you find the article interesting, your feedback and suggestions are most welcome.

God, I can’t wait! I finally get to wear my three inch skirt! It came off a stuffed animal and I like wearing it around the house for fun. A pink, frilly little thing, and kinda transparent. My parents wont usually let me wear it outside, but today, they’re dropping me off at the water park! That means I can wear it as a little swim skirt. It looks like I have panties that are poking out to say hi. I’m in line for a waterslide now. Ugh, people kept bumping into me! Maybe my ass sticks out too much, it’s so crowded here. At the top of the slide now, they have me on my back as the jets keep shooting down my butt. I hope I tied my bikini tight enough! Wow, ok. It’s time to go! Wee! God it’s cold! Ugh, this ride is so bumpy! The jets keep spraying down my backside. Wow, the end of this slide has a five foot drop, I can feel my skirt fly up. Good thing I’m wearing my- Oh no! My bikini! I lost it! Don’t tell me, all I have is this three inch skirt? Life guard: Girl! Get out of the pool! The next one’s coming. Ugh, I tug my skirt down. It just barely covers my pussy. I have to be careful when I walk. I have so much of my ass showing, I hope they think I'm wearing a thong! I cover my pussy with my hands. God, what am I gonna do? I know! I can put my towel back on. Great idea, Alice! Just one quick trip and I’ll be safe. Wait, where is it? Don’t tell me, it got stolen! I’m stuck like this? My phone, purse, towel, everything! Who would do such a thing? I’m stuck like this, scrambling from different hiding places until five o’clock. Torture! Hours pass, but I made it. Wait, where is she? It’s a huge line of cars, but I don’t see her! Its just a bunch of bright headlights. I keep waiting here in this dark spot behind the bushes. I just want to go home and masturbate! This is way too much, even for me! The cars are all gone. I’m the last one here. Who knows where she is! Don’t tell me I have to walk home! All alone, barefoot, in my three inch skirt? It’s like ten miles! And it’s through the worst part of town. Ugh, lets get this over with. I find myself in the suburbs. Oh my god I think I’m lost. It’s dark out, and I’m so cold. There are some guys up here, smoking a funny smelling cigarette. They look scary. I don’t want to be racist, but they’re all black. My friends keep joking about prison statistics, but I’m not gonna let that get to me. They could be perfectly nice gentlemen. Jamal: Hey girl, what are you doin out so late? Isn’t it past your bed time? Alice: Um, well I got lost. Jamal: Got lost? Were you on your way to the whore house? Ha! Just kiddin. No really, who’s your pimp? Alice: Pimp? I don't have a- Tyrone: She’s out here by herself. What’s up girl, you need some cash? Alice: Well, I could use a ride. Tyrone: A ride? Shit, we can help you out with that! Come on inside, we’ll help you. I knew these guys would be nice. Gosh, they’re so tall and handsome too, but I’m probably a little too young for them. Malik: Yo, who’s the new girl! Damn girl, you’re cute! Alice: Hi, I’m Alice. You guys seem nice, can you help me? Malik: Shit, girl. I think we can both help each other out. It’s Darryl’s bachelor party and we were gonna call some girls to dance for us, but hell, you can dance for us instead! See those girls in that music video? Dance for us just like that. Alice: Just like? Those girls are squatting down really low and twerking. God, they might see my ass. But if that’s all they want, I suppose I can dance for them. I sway my hips back and forth, the guys cheer. Then I get low. Malik: Yo! This girl aint wearin panties! Girl, you’re a freak! Alice: I’m sorry, my bikini got torn off at the water park. Malik: Ha! No shit. Alice: So like, can I get that ride now? Malik: Oh you want a ride? You can ride this right here! He grabs his junk. His swollen cock visible through his sweatpants. I can’t help but gush. The thought sounds really nice. It makes me bite my bottom lip. Alice: I don’t know if I can. I think my parents will- Malik: Come on girl, it’s Darryl’s bachelor party! Alice: Umm. Jamal: You wanted that ride, right? Alice: Gosh, I mean, it sounds nice, but I just can’t get pregnant! My parents would kill me! Malik: Don’t worry girl, we’ll pull out! Guys wont we? The guys agree all at once. Jamal: We can also tell you when we're gonna cum and you can hop off! Alice: I mean, you guys promise to drive me back to my place after? Malik: We’ll drive you anywhere you wanna go! Alice: I mean, umm, ok. So, should Darryl go first? Darryl: Nah girl, I like to go last. I’ll give it to Jamal. He’s the one that found you. Jamal: Shit, Darryl. I owe you! I turn around just in time to witness Jamal let down his basketball shorts and unveil his foot long monster. Alice: Jesus Christ! It’s huge! It’s already leaking precum. Juices run down my legs, I know it’s gonna hurt but I can’t stop myself. He grabs my ass and pulls me in for a hug, it looks like he wants to kiss me. But I can’t help notice his cock pressed against my belly and thighs. Alice: Oh fuck! Jamal: You ready? Alice: Go slow, I've never done this kind of thing before. Malik: Damn, Jamal. Get it! Jamal: Get on top of me on the couch, I'll let you set the pace. I’m kneeling over him. His cock pointing straight at my unprotected pussy. I can see his precum overflowing from the tip. You don't think precum has sperm in it do you? Whatever, just so long as he pulls out. I mash my pussy over the head of his cock, our juices mix as I line us up. Then gently, I sit down. Alice: Oh my god, it’s huge! It’s stretching me out! Jamal: Girl, it's not even that deep! Ugh! Come on now, get it! I sit down a little further. Alice: Ow! It hurts! Just wait there a moment, please. Jamal: That’s aight girl, take your time. I work it up and down until my pussy relaxes a bit and I can take it deeper. Alice: Mm, that feels good! Jamal: Yeah, you like that? Wanna see what my dick can do? Alice: Mmm, a little? He takes long, deep strokes. Building his pace each time. My pussy quivers and my legs shake. Sweat starts running into my eyes. Alice: I guess a little faster would be ok. Jamal: Yeah girl, no problem. Holding my ass in one hand, he bounces me on his cock. Thrusting his hips at the same time, struggling to fit more than half his cock. Alice: Oh god, that’s good! Keep going! Oh fuck, you’re gonna make me cum! Jamal: Fuck I’m gonna cum too! Hop off, I’m gonna pull out! Alice: I’m so close! Hold it! Just a little longer! Jamal: Girl, I’m really about to cum! Alice: Fuck! I pull my ankles around his legs, pressing his cock deep against my cervix. God, it feels good. My pussy clamps down on him tightly and trembles. My legs shake and my vision fades under the pleasure. It's extremely dangerous but feels amazing. I really hope he can hold it in. Just for a little longer. Jamal: Aaggghh! Alice: Hold it! He tries to lift me off, but I cling with my whole body. Then, deep in my pussy, it gets boiling hot, and my womb gets filled with a thick, sticky mess. Alice: Noooooooo!!!! Jamal: Oh shit. Oh shit! I try to pull away but as I sit up, his cock props me up too high for my feet to touch the ground. I plunge deeper as his cock releases its hot seed straight though my cervix. Fuck! I can’t believe how good this feels! His cock throbs relentlessly as I scramble to get off, but my feet keep slipping! My entire body weight is on his cock and my cervix. I really hope I don’t get pregnant. But my god, it's so much! Oh, my womb, it's so full. It's all my fault, I wouldn't let him pull out in time. It's like my pussy was in control. Fuck! It just feels so good! Jamal: That was so good! That was so fucking good. Alice: Nooooo!!! Oh god! Nooooooo!!!!! No, no, no, no, no! I can't hold back the tears. Jamal: I need to wash up. Tyrone: Don’t worry girl, I think I can help scoop some of that cum out of you. He doesn't wait for a reply and jams his cock into my pussy. The pleasure overtakes me, my toes curl and my eyes roll backwards. No way I can’t tell him to stop. Tears run down my face. Alice: Oh god, it's so good! Oh noo, I'm gonna get pregnant! Tyrone: Damn, this girl is tight! He holds down my cervix as he says it. I can’t help but feel like he’s working that sperm deeper into me. He’s fucking me slow and deep. Flexing when he pushes in. God, it feels good! Alice: Please don't cum inside of me! I can't handle two loads, I'll get pregnant for sure! Tyrone: It's alright, I'll pull out! Alice: Please pull out! Tyrone: Are you sure? You don't want me not to not pull out, right? Alice: What? No! Tyrone: No? Alright! He slams his cock deep into me and erupts. Alice: Noooooo!!!! Tyrone: Aggghhhh!!! His hot cum shoots straight through my cervix and into my womb, joining the sperm already in me. Now they have to race. Ugh. Two loads of black cum in my unprotected pussy. Oh, why didn't they let me have the pill? Now two black guy's sperm is racing inside of me. I'm gonna have a black baby and everyone is gonna know, I'll be ruined! His cum continues to pour in, he really lined that up perfectly. The heat makes my cervix dilate, like it wants to drink it in. I can feel it shooting into me, there’s no resistance. He holds my legs, making gravity do the work. Really? As soon as he's done, my cervix wants to close back up. Tyrone: Fuck! Alice: Ohh, I wanted you to pull out! Tyrone: Aww, shit. I thought you changed your mind last second. Sorry. I’ll pull out next time. Heh. Malik: Damn, I need to get in on this. Xavier, do you mind? Xavier: Naw man, be my guest! Alice: Wait! It's too much! Any more and I will for sure get pregnant! I think now I have a small chance of being ok. Malik: Girl, it's alright, I've got a condom! Alice: A condom? Oh god, maybe. I'm really close, just let me cum one more time, but that's it! He pulls out a tiny condom and slides it half way up his giant black dick. Alice: Oh fuck... The thing is straining, I really hope it holds. He doesn't take time for warming up, he sends his cock deep into me and jack hammers away. I can feel the rubber band at the base of the condom getting rubbed and strained from his ferocious pounding. I swear he's trying to rupture the condom. I just hope it holds. It just feels so good! Alice: Fuck! I'm gonna cum! Under his intense pummeling I explode into a mind bending orgasm. Alice: I'm cumming! Oh god, fuck! My pussy squirts, soaking his cock. Suddenly I feel a pop and my pussy glows hot. Oh god, don't tell me! Then he hugs me tightly and sends his hips forward, holding me deep as his cock starts throbbing. It feels so hot! I hope that condom didn't really break! Malik: Oh god! I'm cumming! Oh shit! Mmm, damn that pussy's good! Fuck! Even with a condom. He pulls out and I see that torn condom draped over near the base of his cock. Malik: Oh whoops! Not again, heh. Oh no! He came inside of me! How could I be so stupid? Three black loads of cum in my unprotected, fertile, little pussy. Fuck! What am I gonna do?! I can't help the tears falling from my face. Xavier: Don't worry girl, I got us a plan b! Let me hit it and I'll give it to ya. Oh my god, plan b is the only thing that will save me right now. I wipe my tears. I have to do it. Alice: Oh please, I need that plan b! God, I can't believe it. Wait, you're gonna cum in me too? I start welling up. Xavier: Don't worry about it baby, you're gonna get that plan b and everything will be just fine! Alice: Oh fuck, umm, ok. His cock springs forward and his excitement took over. The next moment he is gouging out my insides, using my cervix like a punching bag, doesn't he know that hurts? Alice: Oh fuck! Hng! God! What the fuck, it's so deep! Oh god, it hurts. It hurts, but please don't stop. Keep going. Fuck! You're gonna make me cum again! Xavier picks me up and slams my cervix down on his cock. He keeps thrusting and pinning me down, again and again. I watch as my three inch skirt flies up and down, riding there next to my belly button, concealing nothing. None of this would have happened if I wasn't so damn horny! Alice: Oh fuck! Xavier, I'm close! Please make me cum! Xavier: Oh shit! Aight! He pounds my pussy at full force. My womb is being bruised, but every thrust brings me closer to orgasm and his thick cock keeps me plugged full of sperm. Alice: Fuck, that’s good! You're gonna get me that plan b, right? Xavier: Yeah, I'm gonna get you that plan b. Alice: Oh god, I guess it would be ok if you came inside of me. It feels so good! I love it! Do it, please! Empty your sperm in me! He doesn't hesitate, I feel his cock spasm and pump its seed into my already full womb. My womb is bloating up, getting filled like a water balloon. Then suddenly, his cock exits me. Xavier: I'm gonna go find that plan b now, it's buried in one of my drawers. I kept it without the packaging because it was taking up space. I mean, come on. All that packaging for one pill? The panic starts to set back in. Alice: Oh god, please find it! Darryl: That’s enough! I’ve waited too long. He lets down his shorts. Alice: What?! He’s so god damn thick! No wonder he wanted to go last. He’s probably tired of warming up. Alice: Oh god, you’re gonna fuck me with that huge thing? Darryl: Uh huh. He pushes me and I fall into the couch face down. Darryl: Lift your hips up. He just grabs me and I feel all their semen fill up my fallopian tubes. Then he stick his head in. God, it's thick. I'd have better luck with the rear end of a wine bottle. Ugh, it plopped in. My eyes cross and I bite my bottom lip. It's so thick! Alice: Oww! God, my pussy is burning! Darryl: Don't give out on me, I just started! My pussy clings to him as he shoves himself deeper. This is too good. Fuck! I can't help it. I'm cumming! I'm thrashing wildly just from him putting it in. My legs keep kicking uncontrollably. The kicks don't seem to bother him; hell, I think he likes it! Alice: Owwie! He forces it up to my cervix, pressing my uterus against itself. Slowly he takes it out, my pussy still clinging to him to the point he's almost out of me, then he rams it back in full force, smashing through my cervix. Alice: Ayeeee! He slides his cock out slowly then rams it in again. This time a little faster. Then faster. Each time, through my cervix. Fuck, I love it! Alice: Oh god, I'm cumming! I wonder if his sperm will overpower what's already inside me. Could it be too powerful for the plan b? What if I get pregnant instantly, before the plan b even has a chance to work? Who knows how much he'll cum. God, his balls are huge! His strokes are speeding up, trying to get himself off, but he's throwing me into my own orgasm. My body is trembling, even my eyes won't stop shaking. My head is spinning so much I can't see straight! Now he's thrusting full speed. Pressing his fingers onto my belly and making my pussy feel tighter. Alice: Oh god, you're gouging me out! My insides are so stretched, they'll never go back. My pussy will never be the way it was. Oh my god! What's gonna happen when you cum?! Your balls are so huge, do you think I could get pregnant instantly? He flips me over and starts fucking me faster. Darryl: Shut up! His whole body weight forces his cock to the hilt. I feel his balls on my ass as he stretches out my womb. Firing thick, hot strands of jizz against my back wall. Like filling a balloon with a garden hose. I feel my belly inflate. His thick cock plugs the hole, making me catch everything. His cock throbs ten spurts a second, I swear. The sheer volume is unbelievable, I already look pregnant. His sperm must number in the trillions! He rests on top of me as his orgasm slows down. His final spurts are strong and thick, probably dense in sperm. Xavier: Hey, I found that plan b you wanted! Alice: Oh my god, thank you. It looks like it could be plan b, I mean it has a b right on it. But I wonder what the 12 stands for.

"How does it fit?", read Saloni's email. "Honestly, it's too tight. But I like it." "You love it, you dirty dog. Tonight I want to see those filthy panties in your mouth while I ride you." I closed the window. Saloni sometimes played it too fast and loose at the office. She had absolutely no regard for the risks involved. What if someone walked by and happened to see our email exchange? About how I was wearing her used panties to work today? That would be the end of our careers. Saloni - who, as usual, was sitting right in front of me - turned around and shot me a stern look. "I think you might've missed an important email", she said curtly, "please check it fast." I opened my email again. Saloni looked hot even when she was stern. Her dark brown wavy hair was left open - and it framed her dusky, brown face in a decidedly sexy way. Her lips were painted near-black and her nosering was simple. On top she had on a red T-shirt which hugged her big tits in a rather NSFW manner, and down below she had on black leggings and heels. A bold look. "Don't ever cut off our conversation like that" - read her email. "I'm sorry, but, it just feels a bit risky here at work." "It looks like you still need to learn to trust me." With that, I saw her close her email and get up to go to the stationery cupboard. I sighed; I hope she wasn't too upset. Maybe I was being too careful. I mean, she wouldn't want to get caught either so she knows to be careful. "Your coffee here", came a pleasant voice from my left. It was Asfa - the new intern - who was walking towards me with a cup of Starbucks in her delicate hand. She was wearing a white formal shirt and a black skirt till mid-thigh. As she placed the cup in front of me, my eyes caught a healthy peak of her cleavage. "Thanks, Asfa", I said, forcing myself to look up at her. "You're welcome", she said with a smile and walked away gracefully. I couldn't help but catch a peak of her rounded hips and slim waist. Good God - she was all of 18 years. I forced myself to get back to work. The car ride home was silent. I tried talking to her - but she shut it down. We'll discuss this when we get home, she said. Just drive. I was feeling horrible and frustrated. As soon as we got inside home and freshened up a bit, I sat on the bed and said, "Listen, I'm sorry. I really am. I got a little scared and I should've realized that I shouldn't be. I should've trusted your judgement. Now can we please get back to normal - I really don't like this." She stepped out of the bathroom, dressed in just her white lace lingerie. She had a playful smile on her face. The apology had worked. "Well", she said, walking towards me with a mock air of superiority, "I still don't know if I can trust you. I don't know if you appreciate me as much as I want you to." I smiled back. This was a game. I had to show her how much I loved her. I stood up and walked over to her, looking her right in the eyes. Then I got down on my knees. I grabbed her wide hips - and turned her around. I could feel her getting excited. "What are you doing?", she asked hopefully. "Showing you just how much I appreciate you." Still holding her by her hips and planted a big, wet kiss on each of her big, soft, brown ass cheeks. I could hear her giggle. I kept kissing her. I pulled her panties up - stretching them across her pussy - to expose more skin that I kissed. The kisses then became licks. Long, loving, wet licks across her butt cheeks. I could tell she was turned on. I grabbed her ass and spread it apart - revealing the flimsy white material covering her butthole. I pressed my nose against it and inhaled deeply. It was filthy - and I loved it. "That's it", I heard her say, "Worship my ass. Fucking worship it." "Yes, Mommy", I replied naughtily. She shivered. She yanked her panties aside and kept her ass cheeks spread wide for me. And I dove in and started rimming her for all I was worth. I was eating her filthy, sweaty asshole like a starving peasant. "Fuck yes - you fucking love my ass, don't you!", she said, spanking herself on the word "love." "Ysh Igh dsh" - I mumbled while eating her out. "Eat it! Eat it! Eat it!", she said, spanking herself three more times. I kept eating. She let go of her ass cheeks - but that only meant I had to burrow deeper to rim her. She squeezed her boob with one hand and rubbed her clit with the other. I kept eating. "Stop!", she yelled and turned around, rubbing her clit in my face. Sensing what might be coming, I stayed on my knees and looked up at her. She hooked one knee over my shoulder and kept rubbing. "Open up - stick your tongue out", she said and that's what I did. In seconds, her entire body spasmed and she squirted right in my face and mouth. She screamed and arched her back - I nearly fell - as she unloaded on me. By the time she was done, I was completely drenched in her juice. I gave her pussy a kiss. She was looking down at me, sweaty and proud. She took her knee off my shoulder and pushed me down to the floor. Like a hungry animal, she yanked my trousers and her panties down too. Then she sat astride me. "What are you doing?", I asked. "Rewarding you, my obedient little pet", she said with a smile, stuffing those panties in my mouth like she said she would. Looking straight in my eyes, she sat on my cock - letting it go all the way in her tight, hot, wet pussy. I nearly came right there. "Enjoy it", she said, rolling her hips slowly at first and then picking up pace. Her hand was wrapped around my throat. She looked beautiful. Her voluminous dark hair in messy waves around her face. Her eyes bright. Her skin moist. Her lips hungry. Her boobs - still encased in that infernal bra - were bouncing right in front of me. While she was riding me, I sat up and hugged her close. I inhaled her musky scent. Her panties were still in my mouth so I couldn't kiss her - but I buried my face in her neck and pressed her tits close against my body. "Cum when I tell you to, okay?", she whispered. I nodded. "Cum in 10... 9...", she started a countdown, rolling her hips faster and deeper with each count. As soon as she said zero, I started shooting my load. Rope after rope of warm semen shot up deep inside her womb. I trembled with pleasure in her arms. I let her panties fall out of my mouth. She pushed me back down on the floor, both of us sweaty and happy. "So", Saloni said with a winning smile, "I guess you won't be having any more trust issues in the future." "Not at all - but I hope I can still eat your ass from time to time." She laughed and patted my wet face, "Be a good boy and you can eat as much ass as you want."

The friend in Paris is Harry. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry’s studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry’s life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry – countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers – in more ways than one. The anonymously written ”Letters from a Friend in Paris” was first published in 1874. This novel is a great example of Victorian erotica. -------------------- LETTER 3 After the scene last described I passed a very restless night, in which I studiously avoided any sort of pressure on my unruly organ. Next morning I was in a sad state of burning desire. I sat before the fire, finishing the picture of Tom for Louisa and then she came, looking more beautiful than ever, with a certain languid air, which made me suppose that she too had passed a restless night after our exciting work yesterday morning and my detailed de***********ions of the delights the sexes could give each other. When she had laid aside her bonnet and shawl, I clasped her in my arms, and gave her a most loving and long embrace, which she warmly returned. I pushed my tongue into her sweet mouth, and said, ‘Oh, return me the favour.’ She darted her dear little tongue in immediately, and I sucked it deliciously, pressing her loving bosom with one hand, while the other wandered over the wide expanse of her glorious and marble-like buttocks, pressing my body against hers, so that she could feel the stiff projection that was throbbing in my trousers. She smiled as I handed her to her seat, and I could see that her eyes glanced down to my unruly member, bulging out as if he would burst the bonds of cloth that confined him. I begged her to sit with her feet on the fender, and to lift her dress up on her lap, so that I could see their beautiful shape, while I shaded off and finished Tom’s photograph. These preliminaries had put her completely at her ease, and while I continued at work on the picture I led her on to fuller confessions than she had made the day before. I found, as I more than half-suspected, that her nunnery practice had been carried very far, especially in the pleasures of friction with other girls. She confessed that my conversation and de***********ions of the previous day had occupied herself and two bedroom companions nearly all night, hence the languid air I had observed. I was curious to hear how she had luxuriously improved upon the de***********ions and sketches I had given her. Of her two bedroom companions, one was Marguerite, a fine-grown, voluptuous, large-breasted, comely girl of se*****en, of very hot passions. The other, Emma, was a delicate little fair-haired beauty of nearly si***en, well-developed for her age. These three bedfellows had taught each other all they knew or could invent, and that had been carried very far. I soon found that, in fact, the sly puss who the day before had put on such an air of ignorance and surprise, was, in reality, a great deal more knowing than I gave her credit for. She confessed, however, that it was such a pleasure to hear a man descanting on the subject that, although bashfulness withheld her confidence at that moment, she felt how delightful it would be to tell me everything and have no concealments between us. I thanked the dear girl for her confiding trust in me, which she should never regret. She then described how they had practised last night a new idea I had given her. After they were all undressed and quite naked, she had laid Marguerite on her back, then kneeling on the bed straddled her and, bringing her lovely aperture right before her face, she pressed the stiff, rosy button of Marguerite’s nipple into the opening as much as she could, twisting her body deliciously on the hard, swelling bosom, while Emma rubbed Louisa’s clitoris with one hand, and with the other frigged herself, reclining on the bed so as to introduce the forefinger of each hand into their arseholes, increasing their enjoyments in what was to them a noble manner, so that they spent more deliciously than ever. They had repeated this, each to the other, until, quite exhausted, they sank to sleep. It must have been great fun could one but have seen them. In telling me all this Louisa had often to beat about the bush for expressions to explain their actions and their means of carrying them out. I then showed her the photograph of Tom’s beautiful erection, which perfectly enchanted her, as it was the first time she had really seen the representation of a standing prick. It made her eyes glitter and her face flush. ‘Oh! What a wonderful thing it is-what do you call it?’ So I told her it was a prick intended to go into her cunt, which was the name we gave the lovely opening between her legs. I went on to teach her to use all the simplest, plainest words for such matters, as we did as boys at school. It was quite charming to hear this elegant, beautiful and accomplished girl talk hesitatingly about Tom’s legs, thighs, buttocks, arsehole, balls, prick, and talk without reserve of her own breasts, cunt, bottom and clitoris, as well as of fucking and frigging, and gamahuching. ‘Then,’ she said, ‘when Tom fucks me, he will put this long thing into my-cunt-do you call it? But it seems so big, I fear it must hurt me. Even my dear companion Marguerite has sometimes hurt me when she has attempted to get more than one finger in when… frigging me, as you call it.’ I told her there would be no great difficulty if she had already had a finger thrust up as far as it would go, and that the exquisite delight that followed would more than compensate for the pain of entrance. Of course, I told her how her photograph had excited Tom, and I also confessed to the lover’s part I had taken on the occasion. ‘Oh! My dear fellow!’ she said. ‘You dear sweet fellow! How I should like to have done it for him-that is to say, if we really, really must not be together as if we were married.’ ‘My dear Louisa,’ I replied, ‘there is but one objection, but that is fatal to your wish; you would be certain to have a child, and would be utterly ruined. But next month, during the university vacation, you will be able to meet here, and you shall then have every pleasure but that.’ ‘Oh! I know what you mean, frigging and sucking, you call it. I will frig and suck him, and he shall frig and suck me, if he likes. Frig… frig-such a pretty word.’ You can hardly imagine how nearly wild all this drove me, but wanting to get her more freely exposed to my view than heretofore, I said, ‘Come, my dear girl, and before the day is gone, let me photograph you in another position.’ She consented at once. So I placed her on her hands and knees, with her bottom to the light, and then raised her clothes and chemise, and laid them on the small of her back, so as to expose her person from the waist. I made her bend down on a sofa cushion, project herself out and separate her knees well. Considering the grace and elegance of her lady-like figure I was thunderstruck at the smallness of her waist, the large development of her hips and the magnificence of her buttocks. My goodness! What a glorious arse she had! Such immense, white, dimpled cheeks, smooth as ivory and as hard, projecting apart a little, and separated by a shadowy valley opened by her position so as to show her sweet little pink arsehole. A downy coronet of soft, dark hair was around it and even crept up the hollow of the valley towards her back in graceful tiny curls, while below commenced the real hair of her cunt, thick, bushy, glossy and curling, covering the sides of her lips and even part of her thighs, and spreading in most luxuriant profusion up to her navel. Just exert your imagination, and fancy the most beautiful, elegant and educated lady you know, and put her down in this position. Her loins deeply retiring, her arse doubly presenting its great curves, supported on wonderfully developed thighs, and then the beautiful legs and exquisitely small feet. In the middle of the picture a lovely recess-a temple of the God of Love-its moist pink inside, the delightful clitoris (betraying by its stiff projection the state of excitement the dear creature was under) and in this position, above it, the impenetrable-looking rosy dimple of her arsehole. Heavens! How I was excited-I could not photograph her. I stammered something about love, and felt faint and sick. She sprang up to me in a fright. ‘Oh!’ I said. ‘Don’t be alarmed, my sweet love, I am only absolutely paralysed by the sight of your unparalleled and overpowering beauties. I cannot-I cannot…’ But she understood quite well what I meant and said, ‘Harry, my own dear friend, you must let me do all for you that you did for Tom. I insist upon making a return for all your kindness to him as well as to me. Come, show me your prick at once, my dear fellow.’ While she spoke her tapered fingers were busy unbuttoning me, and in an instant my wildly throbbing prick stood up in her hand. I had sunk previously on the sofa, and lay reclining in a favourable position for developing a complete view of its whole length. You remember what mine was like, old fellow, when we were at school and college. It has developed more since then; it is now not too long, but long and large enough, very well-proportioned-altogether a fair handful. Louisa was astounded both at its size and stiffness. ‘Gracious! That could never get into a woman’s-what do you call it? — cunt, I think, you told me?’ ‘Oh, yes, it could,’ said I, ‘but we must do something of less risk to you.’ ‘Oh yes,’ she said, ‘I will do as you want-as if to Tom.’ And in her delight at seeing it, she fondled and squeezed it. This was too much for my already over-excited state. So I said: ‘Oh! My love, cease for a moment, let us disembarrass ourselves of some of our inconvenient clothes, and then I will show you how we can best avail ourselves of your charming proposition so that you, too, my sweet love, may enjoy it at the same time.’ She immediately complied, and took off all but her stays and chemise, while I reduced myself to my shirt. She was not at all afraid of a little tumbling with me, any more than with her two school companions, but first she made me take off my shirt that she might gaze her fill on this, her first view of a naked man. Of course, my prick and its appendages came in for her greatest attention and curiosity, but I was far too excited to defer matters, and told her she should fully indulge her curiosity after I had assuaged my bursting excitement. Accordingly I laid myself down on the rug before the fire, with a cushion under my head. I then made her turn her back to my face and kneel down across me, stooping forward so as to bring her beautiful cunt down upon my mouth while she, bending her head, could suck and frig my prick. She was au fait in a moment. So, throwing her chemise over her back, I had her glorious arse and arsehole immediately before my eyes, and my tongue instantly darted upon her clitoris, which was already standing stiffly and projecting quite an inch from the pouting lips of her delicious cunt, now wet with an incipient spend. I greedily licked it up, and sucked and rubbed her clitoris with my tongue. The twitchings and convulsive movements of her body showed how exquisitely I was exciting her. From time to time I thrust my tongue as far as it would go up her cunt, and sometimes changed it to her arsehole, which seemed to afford her more pleasure than even in her cunt. I soon felt she was approaching the blissful consummation. I thrust my forefinger up her cunt-I found no difficulty, as her school companions had already broken the hymen-and, when well-moistened, I thrust it up her arsehole. Adding its rapid movements to the agility of my tongue on her clitoris, I brought on the longed-for crisis, for which the nimble movements of her bottom, and the convulsive throbbings of her arsehole on my finger had prepared me. She covered my mouth and face with her delicious spunk as she sank the whole weight of her glorious arse down upon me. I followed her sweet delirium a moment later, for dear Louisa had been equally busy on her part although, naturally, with less skill in a manipulation so new to her. However she did uncommonly well, indeed all I could desire, even to following the example I set her by thrusting a finger up my bottom and frigging away while sucking my prick, and tickling its roots and squeezing the balls with the other hand. So that almost as soon as she poured down such a profusion of spunk upon me, I deluged her mouth with my over-gorged reservoirs of semen, which she greedily swallowed. She lay entranced for some time, then, raising herself up, she turned round and lay down on my belly, kissing and fondling me in the most loving and engaging manner, and hoping that she had given me as much delight as she had felt herself, although she thought it hardly possible that anything could equal the ecstasies she had so exquisitely enjoyed. She then turned down by my side, and began anew her inspection of my person, first regarding my prick, now reduced to a mere shadow of its former state. She was greatly surprised for, though softer when it left her mouth, it was then of considerable volume. I explained to her the nature of the change and of the happy adaptation of the end to the means; for what should we have done had he been always in a state of erection? Fortunately, he could be induced very easily to recover his former state, as she would quickly find if she continued to caress him in the way she was then doing. ‘Well,’ she said, ‘I must first admire your manly and beautiful form.’ She regarded my brawny chest, all thickly covered with black hair descending over my belly until it joins that surrounding the prick, plucking the curls with her slender fingers. ‘Oh! How much more beautiful this is than the bosom of a woman,’ said she. ‘I greatly admire my buxom companion at school-her bosom, for a woman, is wonderfully fine-but what is it to the beauty of this? And look at this pretty hair covering your beautiful belly until it joins that of my dear friend there (giving it a pat and a gentle squeeze). But come, turn round and let me see the charms of the other side. Well, I declare, you are hair all over: arms, shoulders, thighs and legs, and here is a great bunch on each side of your buttocks. Open your legs, sir, there, the whole division is filled, and you have far more on your — what shall I call it-arsehole than I have. Oh! How manly and beautiful all this is, and what pleasure it gives to feel and embrace it all over.’ And she passionately kissed the cheeks of my arse and even pressed her sweet lips against my arsehole. Then, begging me to stand up, she turned me round and round, with loudly expressed delight and admiration. I now said, ‘Well, you have had your fill, without stint, of looking at my perfectly naked body. You must now indulge me with the same by taking off these jealous stays and chemise.’ ‘That is only fair,’ she said, and at once stripped to the skin. Ye Gods! What a heavenly form! Now I could gaze enraptured on its every perfection. She was absolutely perfect in figure, and developed every beauty that ever distinguished the finest statues plus the rich flesh and blood, and the most glorious incarnation, such as neither Titian nor Correggio could equal. Then the lovely contrast of the darkest brown hair and the whitest skin. Her shoulders in their noble width, her glorious breasts standing well apart and as firm as rocks, with their delicate pink nipples inviting a kiss; her beautifully rounded arms, her small waist, and the extraordinary fine swell of her hips and buttocks, of which I have already written but, which seen in an erect position, seemed still more beautiful. I ran my kisses all over her body, and could have worshipped her. Of course, she had observed that all this was rapidly producing a ‘resurrection of the flesh’ and stopped me that she might more closely watch the change, which had so much novel delight for her. It was soon as great in its glory as ever, and all the dalliance and toying we had both indulged in had equally excited her-indeed, more so, for before I could put her in the new position I desired, she clasped her arm round my waist and, sighing, sunk her head on my bosom and, while squeezing hard at my standing prick, she pushed her body close up to mine and spent profusely. I immediately laid her down on her back on the rug, and, opening out her legs, glued my lips to her deliciously wet cunt and licked all her spunk up, thrusting my middle finger well up her cunt, upon which it continued to throb convulsively, as she was still in the throes of her seething ecstasy. When the trance was over, she drew me to her bosom and our lips joined in a long kiss of satisfied desire. A little frigging and fondling soon put her in the humour for further sport. I now turned upon her and, getting my head between her thighs, I began to gamahuche her more satisfactorily, while she took my prick in her mouth and handled my balls, bottom and arsehole. I soon produced upon her a renewal of the crisis, while reserving myself for a later discharge. Wetting the middle finger of my right hand in her moist cunt, I put it up her delicious arsehole, while gently insinuating the middle finger of my left hand up her cunt. When, by the convulsive twistings of her bum and similar pressures of her thighs round my neck, I felt that the erotic crisis was at hand, I thrust both fingers backwards and forwards rapidly, and she went off with a scream of delight, and sank senseless for a few minutes. This momentary quiet enabled me to delay my own discharge for another effort in her favour. Oh! How beautiful it was to see this pleasure-throbbing cunt, as the profuse discharge ebbed out and ran down faster than I could lick it up and ravenously swallow it. I never tasted more delicious spunk, nor smelt a cunt with a purer aroma than the richly-adorned one over which I gloated. She soon recovered all her energies, which appeared to be stimulated rather than appeased by the three discharges she had already enjoyed. So at it we went, and again soon brought on the grand consummation, which this time was simultaneous. She lay for some time too entranced to move. Alas, as it was getting late, we had to cease the sweet encounter. I aided dear Louisa to dress, and with many an embrace, and many a resolution shortly to renew our past delights, and with a promise to say nothing to Tom, we parted. Continued.

My Daughter This is merely a fantasy. I have been married to my wife for 25 years. She was my high school sweetheart and is the mother of my children. We have 2 together.Mark, our oldest is 20 and has moved away to go to school on a lacrosse scholarship. Bethany is 18 and getting ready to graduate from high school. She will be attending a university in the fall on a soccer scholarship. I am very proud of my kids and what they are turning out to be. Bethany started developing at younger age. She was in that awkward stage of adolescence for what seemed like forever. She had lemon bites for breast, but a firm round ass. Her hair was shoulder length and blond. She was always in great shape from playing sports and was always tan from about mid-May through September. I was always very open with my children. They both knew that they could come to me for anything, at any time. I would get up and go, when ever they called, to get them from a bad situation, or if they had been at a party and gotten drunk. I was also the one that had 'the talk' with both of them. It was not out of the ordinary for either of my kids to come into the bathroom while I was showering or shaving. Nudity in our house was not seen as something to be ashamed of. But it was also very well known that private lives and public lives had to remain separate. They knew to respect me and follow my rules, and as a reward for being well behaved, they were allowed more freedom than most kids their age. They both knew the dangers of premarital sex, STDs and the sorts. It was my job as a parent to do my best to teach them right from wrong and hope that they made wise decisions. My kids told me everything that was going on in their lives, from sports and school to friendships and relationships. By the time that Bethany had turned older she was a knock out. She still kept her natural blond hair shoulder length. She had blue eyes that would cut through your soul and her ass had filled in more. Her breasts, too, had grown from two little mosquito bites to very perky and firm C-cup. She weighed no more than 100 pounds, dripping wet. She was very fit and attractive, and she knew it. It was one Saturday afternoon in April. She had not been 18 long. My wife was at work so it was up to me to make sure Bethany got to soccer practice on time. I had the day planned out. We would go to her practice, then from there I would take her to a nice lunch for some quality father/daughter time. After lunch I would take her home, tell her to get cleaned up for a surprise. That surprise was going to be a new car, of her choice. When her practice was over she ran up to my truck and got in. I asked her where she wanted to go for lunch. "Dairy Queen please!" she said. She always loved going there and getting a blizzard. "OK! Buckle up." We walked into the restaurant, ordered our food and ice cream and sat in the corner booth, away from the rest of the people. "So, tell me what has been going on in your life lately." I said. "Well, you know Lucas right, my ex-boyfriend?" "Your ex?" I questioned "I thought the two of you were dating, you seemed to really like him." "Eh" she said as she shrugged her shoulders. "I thought I did until last Friday night." "Go on, what happened." I said concerned. I knew that it was inevitable that both of my kids would have broken hearts at some point, but the thought of some dirt bag teenage boy breaking my girl's heart infuriated me. She could tell. "Relax daddy, let me tell you." She said, in her normal soothing manner. "Last Friday night we were all hanging out at Riley's house." she started to explain. Riley was exactly one month older than Bethany. She had an older brother that was 6 months younger than Mark. Her family lived on the same street as us since our kids were all born. My wife and I were very good friends with her parents, the kids were practically inseparable. "Lucas came over to hang out with us," she continued "And we were having a great time. We were dancing around like idiots to 80's music, playing spin the bottle and truth or dare." "Sounds like a good time." I said "Yes it was. That is until Lucas took spin the bottle a little too far." She looked around the Dairy Queen, "Can we get in the truck and drive around so we can talk more in private?" "Sure thing." After we got out of the parking lot I started the conversation back up. "What did you mean by he took it too far?" "Well at first when he would kiss me, he would put his hands on my breast, on top of my shirt. No big deal right? Then he would work his hand up my shirt. Still ok with me. Then he got gutsy and worked his hand inside my bra. I was a little uncomfortable with it, but I let it go because I was worried he would break up with me if I stopped him. Besides, other than me and Riley, the rest of our girlfriends have at least had oral sex, some have gone all the way. I let him play with my boobs, hoping to fit in." "Baby , don't ever compromise your comfort for what other people think. You do what you feel right. You go as far as you are comfortable with. You know the dangers, we have had this conversation. If you need me to take you to the doctor to get on birth con.." she stopped me mid-sentence. "Daddy, let me finish first." "OK." "After we finished playing the games, we all sat in the basement to watch a movie. We had cut the lights off and Lucas and I were sharing a blanket. After everyone settled in to watch the movie, Lucas started to rub my leg. With each pass of his hand, he got higher and higher until we was lightly brushing my....privates. I did not stop him because again, I was nervous that he would break up with me. Also, it kinda felt funny, but in a good way. After he continued that for a few more minutes he changed hands and reached over to my inner thigh. I was really starting to get uncomfortable, so I told him to stop. He kept begging and persisting. He rubbed his hand further up my shorts and tried to get his fingers into my panties. I told him to stop again. He kept on and kept on. Finally I got up and sat on the floor next to Riley. Lucas got up and left. He texted me about 20 minutes later and said that if I was not gonna put out for him, I was not worth his time. So I told him to fuck off, I have more self-respect than to give myself to the first swinging dick that wants me. Sorry for my language daddy, but that is what happened. And I wanted you to know that. I don't keep anything from you, but please don't tell mom." I took a second and just admired my daughter. She was so beautiful and so innocent, but she was also good hearted and very smart. I was proud of her. "First of all, Bethany, don't apologize for your language. I don't care if you cuss, just be lady-like in front of other adults, your mother included. Secondly, I am so very proud of you for standing your ground and not letting Lucas touch you where you did not want to be touched. You are a special girl and are worth more than just an easy lay for a guy. I am not telling you to wait until you are married, that is unrealistic, but I am telling you to wait until you are absolutely sure and ready before you spread your legs. Lastly, baby girl, I am glad that you are comfortable enough with me to tell me these things. It makes me happy that you are so open and willing to talk to me. I am here for you, for anything, any time. And your secrets are always safe with me. I love you." "I love you too daddy. But I want to correct you on something." "Whats that?" "Well, it is not that I did not WANT to be touched, because I did, I DO. I just did not want him to be the one to touch me. I want to be touched by someone that I know loves me, not just some guy that is looking to get laid." "That is very admirable, darling. Just be patient, that guy will come along. And when he does, take my word for it, you will be most happy that you waited." I pulled the truck into a parking spot at a near-by park. It was a warm day so I rolled the windows down and shut off the engine. After a few moments of silence, Bethany spoke up. "Daddy?" "Yes baby?" "I know someone now who loves me, who is very handsome and who, I am sure, would touch me like no one else in the world could. This guy is the only guy that I would ever want touching me." "Well tell me, who is it? Why don't you try to talk to him and let him know how you feel. Take things slowly and see where it goes?" "Daddy, that guy is...." there was a long, nervous pause "..You." I was baffled. Admittedly I was turned on, but I knew that this is a line that I could not cross. "Wow, I-I'm flattered baby. But surely you are not serious..." "Yes Daddy, I am. I have heard the way you make mom moan in the bed. I have spied on you two having sex and can see that you know how to please the woman you love. I don't need to put on my make up in the bathroom when you are in the shower, but I love watching you through the shower doors. I want you to be the first to touch me to be my first everything." "Bethany. You know that's not possible." "Why daddy? Am I not pretty enough?" she got teary-eyed. "No baby, just the opposite. You are stunning. You are very, very attractive." "So whats the problem?" "Well for starters you are so beautiful and sexy, family or not, if someone finds out about it, I would go to jail. Secondly, you are my daughter, incest is illegal. Bethany, if I could do it and get away with it, I would. But risking my freedom, risking losing you and Mark and your mother, its not worth it." I could see the disappointment in her eyes. She looked crushed. She just sat in the passenger seat of my truck and stared down at her feet. "Bethany, you do understand where I am coming from don't you?" I asked her. "Yes daddy, but I just want you to be the one. The thought of allowing anyone else to touch me is weird. I don't think I will be able to fully give myself to anyone until I have fully given myself to you." I thought for a few seconds. I stared at my beautiful daughter. She was sexy as hell, even if she was my daughter. The thought of being her first had my cock semi-hard in my shorts. I had an idea... "Bethany, I will tell you what. If you promise me that you will remain a virgin, untouched until you are 18, I promise to be your first once you are 'of age.'" "Ahh... ok dad, but that is so long from now." And you never know, you may find a guy that knocks your socks off by then." "Doubt that. But ok, you have a deal." I thought to myself, "Whew, dodged a bullet there!" I was sure that by the time she was 18, she would have forgotten about the deal. Her visits to the bathroom while I was showering went from her putting on make up to her sitting on the toilet and talking to me. When it was just the two of us, she would walk around in next to nothing. Sometimes she would be in a sports bra and thong. Sometimes it would be a waist length t-shirt, with obviously teased, hard nipples poking through and no panties. There were a few times she would walk around topless and once or twice she called me into her room when she was naked. On the weekends, when my wife would be out shopping or at work, Bethany would come and sit on my lap, knowingly tease me, then giggle and leave. When she would hug me, her hugs became tighter and lingered longer. In public, she still kissed me on the cheek, but when we were behind closed doors, she insisted on kissing on the lips. Never with tongue though. Over next years we still had our normal conversations. She told me all about the guys that wanted to date her, sleep with her or fool around. She told me that her standard answer was "No. I need to concentrate on soccer and school work. I don't have time for boys." She had also told me that her and Riley had made a promise to each other to stay pure. They did not want boys and sex to ruin their friendship. They were practically sisters and kept each other accountable. I was so proud of her, but worried that I was actually going to have to live up to my end of the deal. I was definitely turned on thinking about sleeping with my hot daughter, but felt dirty, a dad should not think that way. Bethany's birthday fell on a Friday. I was expecting that she was going to want to have a big party with her teammates and friends. When my wife and I asked her what she wanted to do for her big day, she said that she just wanted Riley to come over for the night, and all of us go out for dinner. Mark was out of town helping with a Lacrosse camp for kids, so My wife and I took Bethany and Riley out to a very nice supper. Both of the girls were dressed in short little dresses, but were still very modest in nature. Those two girls knew how to dress sexy without looking like whores. Their make up and hair was all done. Riley had a bit of a bigger frame and thicker build than Bethany. She had D-cups, a very firm and full ass, jet black hair and hazel eyes. She weighed probably 125 pounds but was very fit and in shape. Her skin was naturally darker than Bethany's and she was very tan to boot. After supper, we all got in the truck to head home, the girls laughing, giggling and whispering in the back seat. On the ride Bethany spoke up, "Daddy?" "Yes baby?" "Do you think you could stop and buy me and Riley some beer? We promise that we won't leave the house or have anyone else over." I looked at my wife. She just shrugged her shoulders as if to say it was ok with her. "Sure baby girl. What kind do you all want?" "Blue Moon?" "Ah..that's my girl!" I stopped and got enough beer for the two girls and myself and a bottle of Moscato for my wife. After returning home, the girls went upstairs to change, I fixed 3 Blue Moons and a glass of wine for my wife. We all sat down in the family room to watch a movie. Before the movie started my wife asked the girls what plans they had for Saturday. "I am hoping to sleep late and then just kinda hang out all day and chill. What do you think Riley." Bethany said. "That sounds like a plan! Its been too long since I have had a lazy Saturday!" "Why Mom, do you want to do something?" "Well, I have some work to do in the morning and then the girls are talking about going to Seaville for shopping and dinner. But if you wanted to hang out, I would put them off." "No mom, you go, have fun. We're just gonna lounge around all day." The wine my wife was drinking kind of snuck up on her. About half way through the movie she announced that she was drunk and needed to go to bed. She asked me to help her up the stairs to the bedroom. I told the girls to keep watching the movie and I would be back down to join them shortly. They all said their good nights to each other and my wife and I headed for the room. We had not even gotten all the way into the doorway of our room when my wife suddenly turned around, dropped to her knees and pulled my zipper down. Within a matter of seconds she had my cock out of my pants and her mouth on it. I wanted her to stop long enough to get into the room, but I did not want her to stop since she hardly ever blows me. "Honey, we need to get in enough to close the door. If they come around the steps they are gonna see." "Shut up. They are adults. I want to suck your cock before I go to sleep." The chance of getting caught by my daughter and her hot friend was exciting. I placed my hands on the back of my wife's head and started to face fuck her while she was sucking me. My wife has never been great at giving head, but there have been times, like that night, when she was drunk enough to be lose, but still sober enough to have her wits, that she would suck me like no other. I let my moans escape my mouth. Loud enough for us to hear, and hopefully the girls to faintly hear, but not so loud that it was obvious. I could hear the girls downstairs moving around and giggling. I looked down at my wife who had her eyes closed, her right hand on my shaft and her left on my balls. She was making love to my cock with her mouth. I heard footsteps and noticed that one of the girls was heading toward the kitchen. I heard them pop a few tops to pour more Blue Moons. My wife never stopped sucking. Then I heard the footsteps come towards the steps, down the hallway. I panicked and tried to pull out, but my wife put both of her hands on my ass and held me firmly in her mouth. The feeling was intense. My wife continued her cock sucking frenzy, only with a faster pace. She wanted my cum, and she wanted it now. My wife has never let me cum in her mouth before, but she was gonna get that if she continued. "Hey Mr. D?" Riley called out. "Yeah?" I replied, trying to sound normal. "You coming back down or what?" It was that one moment when I busted. I shot 3 immediate strings of cum into my wife's mouth. "Uh-HUH!" I replied back "OK cool, because I just poured you another beer." I shot 4 more smaller loads into my wife's mouth and on her face and chest as she continued to suck and stroke me while I was talking to Riley. "Go back down and hang with the girls, Honey." my wife said, "Thank you for filling me up before bed. I needed that." Once I got myself put back together, I went back downstairs. I saw Bethany and Riley snuggled up under the same blanket. They were laughing when I sat down and grabbed my beer. "What's so funny?" I asked, concerned that they heard us upstairs. "It has been a long time since we have been drunk together dad. We are just talking about memories. That's all." "Oh, OK." By the time the movie was over, the two girls were pretty drunk. I was feeling tipsy as well. I told them that I was going to go to bed. "Can you help me up the steps Mr. D? I don't think I can walk that well." "Sure thing Riley." I said as I put out my hand to help her up. "Come back and get me daddy!" "OK, I will." I helped Riley keep her balance going up the steps by placing one arm around her waist and the other on her arm. I stayed a step behind her. When we got to Bethany's room Riley turned around and said "Thanks Mr. D.!" and gave me a hug. It certainly was not the first hug I had gotten from her since I had seen her grow up, but it was the first one where she held so tightly. I could feel her erect nipples pressing against my chest and she seemed to be trying to press her entire body against mine. "You're welcome darling. Now sleep well." I said as I pulled away. I went back down stairs to help Bethany get to bed. She was not as drunk as her friend, but still tipsy. "Will you hang out with us tomorrow daddy?" she asked as she put her arm around me to start walking. "Of course I will baby, what do you have in mind?" "I don't know. We just like having you around." "I like hanging out with you all, you're fun!" When we got to her room, I turned her around to give her a hug. She, too, leaned into me as Riley had. Holding my daughter like this had become somewhat normal over the last two years. I looked down, kissed her on the lips told her I loved her and good night. The next morning I woke up with my wife. We ate breakfast together and then she left for work and for a girls day full of shopping and eating out. After she was gone, I went up to take a shower. When I reached the top of the steps, I went towards Bethany's room. The door was shut, so I put my ear up to it to see if they were stirring. I heard nothing, and assumed that they were both sleeping off the night before. I went into the bathroom, stripped off my athletic shorts and got in the shower. I had been in there probably 10 minutes when the door opened. It was Bethany, she was wearing a tank top and thong panties. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail. "Morning daddy!" "Morning baby, how'd you sleep?" "Really good!" She said as she pulled her thong down and sat on the toilet to pee. "Ahh I had to piss so bad." It was the first time she had ever peed in front of me. Even though I did not actually see her peeing, I knew she was, and something about it was oddly a turn on. "Why did you come in here to pee baby?" "Riley is still asleep. Besides, you know that any chance I get to come in here when you are in the shower I do." "Oh Ok, well we just need to be careful. Do you girls want breakfast?" "Uh, not right now, daddy. I'm gonna go back in there and lay down until she wakes up." "OK baby. I will check on you in a little while. Let me know if you need anything." "Sure will." Bethany kicked her thong all the way off, bent over to pick it up and then stood up to leave. As she walked towards the shower, I could see through the door that her pussy was completely shaved. Over the last 2 years I had seen her with many different hair styles down there, from full bush to landing strip, but never before had I seen her pussy shaved. It looked fantastic. But, as quickly as I had dirty thoughts of her, I pushed them out of my mind. She left, pulled the bathroom door closed and went back to her room. I got out of the shower and started drying off. I tried to push the image of my cleanly shaven daughter out of my mind, but it was stuck. My cock started to swell at the sight and thought of her standing bottomless in front of me. I put on some clean mesh shorts and sat down in front of the TV in my bedroom for a few minutes. I was in the middle of watching some sports highlights when I thought I heard some whispering coming from Bethany's room. "Ah, They both must be awake now." I said to myself as I got up from the chair and started towards her room. When I got to her door, it was partially open. It is customary for me to poke my head in just to check on her, so I thought nothing of it. I pushed her door open and what met my eyes was nothing short of glorious. There, laying on top of the covers of my daughter's bed was Riley, completely naked. Next to her was Bethany, just as naked, with Riley's right tit in her mouth. There are a few things about Riley's naked body that caught my attention. First of all her D sized tits were more firm and upright than you would expect from tits that big. Secondly her skin was very, very tan, but there were no tan lines whatsoever. But the most intriguing thing was that her pussy was almost just as bald as my daughter's. The only hair that she had was jet black and extended about 2 inches straight up from the top of her slit. Her landing strip was perfectly lined and no thicker than a bold permanent marker. The sight was so hot that my cock started to rise. I did not want to bother them, but I did feel guilty for standing there watching them when they did not know I was there. "Good morning, what are you girls doing?" Riley jumped, she looked as if she was terrified. She struggled to get the blankets to cover her body and her beat red, embarrassed face. "Hey daddy," Bethany said. "We talked last night and decided that since neither of us have any experience sexually, we would explore each other's bodies. I mean we have seen plenty of porn on the computer but we want to be prepared the first time we do have relations with someone." "That sounds good baby girl. I will leave you two alone. I will be downstairs if you need anything." "OK." Bethany said. "But before I go, Riley, please look at me." She peeked her face out from under the covers, clearly mortified that I had seen her completely naked. "You have no reason to be ashamed. You are a beautiful girl. You have a great body, from the top of your head to the tips of your toes. Bethany will tell you, nudity around this house is not something we frown upon. As a family as a whole, we all regularly walk around in whatever we are comfortable in. When it is just me and Bethany, she is usually pretty close to naked. So, that said, when I am the only parent here, walk around in whatever you want, or naked if you want. This is your home away from home, so be yourself. I would be careful around Mrs. D. though, she may not want you flaunting your sexiness in front of me. Cool?" "Yes, Mr. D." Riley replied obviously more relaxed. "Now, you two have fun. Just holler for me if you need anything." "Ok daddy!" Bethany said as she leaned back over to Riley's right tit to resume sucking. I left Bethany's room and headed downstairs to watch some more highlights, although I must admit, my mind was not on the games, it was on what was going on with my sexy daughter and her hot, best friend. It was probably only 20 minutes that had gone by, but it seemed much longer. I had gotten lost in my thoughts with the occasional baseball highlight in between. "Daddy!" Bethany yelled from her room. "Yeah?" "Can you come up here for a minute?" "Sure thing." I replied, not knowing what I was walking into. When I got to Bethany's room, they were both still lying naked on her bed. Riley was visibly more relaxed and their arms and legs were both intertwined. The room was full of the sweet scent of two young, virgin pussies. They were both visibly wet between their legs and both of their faces were flush. "What can I do for you?" "Well we have kissed and made out, sucked on each others tits and played with each others clits. We agreed that we did not want to put our fingers in, we want the first thing to penetrate us to be a penis. So, what else is there for us to do?" "Well, have you all tried oral?" "We talked about it, but neither of us know what to do." "All there is to it is to do it, If you go down on Riley, she will tell you what feels good and what doesn't." "Yeah, but I learn better by watching, dad. Do you think you can go down on her to show me how to do it?" "Bethany!" Riley yelled. "Its ok Ri, my dad will be gentle and won't tell anyone." Bethany said. I thought about it for a few seconds. I knew that if I crossed the line, there would be no coming back. "Riley, will you be ok with me going down on you? I promise not to hurt you and I will stop whenever you say." "Yeah, that is cool Mr. D. Just remember, no penetration with your fingers." So I got on the bed, in between Riley's legs, with Bethany to her right side. I started kissing up Riley's legs rubbing my hands up her thighs to her tummy and up to her tits. When I reached her pussy, I took in a deep breath to smell her sweet scent. I began to kiss and lick around her outer folds, pressing my tongue in deeper with each pass. Her breathing started to get heavy, her hips instinctively started to grind against my face. I slowly started to bring my hands down from her D-cup tits to her tummy and down to her puss. I spread her lips apart, revealing her wetness and swelling clit. I started to massage her clit with my right index finger as I licked her down to the entrance of her virgin pussy. She started to moan as I brought my tongue slowly back up to her clit. I flicked my tongue across her clit several times before I closed my lips around it and started to suck on it. I felt her hands on the back of my head. "Oh Mr. D. that feels so good... Oh yes, Oh my God!" I looked up and saw Bethany staring at me, watching my every move. She had her right hand on Riley's tits, pulling on and playing with her nipples. Her left hand was on her own tits, tweaking her own nipples. I moved my hands under Riley's hips, allowing her pussy lips to close around my mouth. I began to make out with her cunt. I licked and sucked all of her from her virgin fuck hole to her clit. I moved my face up and down, back and fourth. I tasted every bit of her most sacred, private area. I picked up my pace, allowing her to buck her hips against me. Her moans became louder, her breaths shorter and more shallow. I could tell that she was on the verge of her first ever orgasm, so I slowed down. I could sense the frustration building. I looked up from Riley's pussy to my daughter. "Bethany, I want you to be the one to give Riley her first orgasm. You need to be the one to do it." I said as I put my fingers on Riley's clit to keep her primed and ready. "OK daddy, but I am still not sure I know what to do." "Baby, just go down and start kissing and making out with her pussy. She knows what feels good, she will tell you." "I know, but I have an idea." Bethany said, with a lustful look in her eyes, "How about you go down on me, and I will do to Riley what you are doing to me." "Uh, Bethany, I don't think that is such a good idea." "Don't worry daddy, Riley knows about our deal." she said as she winked at Riley. "Um, OK... lay on your side with your face in her pussy." Bethany did as I instructed and laid on her right side with her left leg bent at the knee to give me ample access to her clean shaven, virgin and very wet pussy. My heart was racing as I ran my hands up my daughter legs. I was touching her in a sexual way for the first time. It felt incredible, it felt right. I started to kiss up her thighs and noticed that she was doing the same to Riley. I took my time with my daughter. I wanted her to feel the passion, and show the same passion to Riley. I started to massage her smooth cunt with my hand as I was licking around her upper, inner thighs. With each circular motion of my hand on her pussy I applied more pressure, finally pushing her lips apart to allow my fingers to gracefully touch her clit. About the time I started to put pressure on her clit, I could hear the two girls moan in unison. I knew that my daughter was doing exactly to Riley what I was doing to her. After several moments of playing with her clit and teasing the rest of her cunt with my tongue, I slowly started to lick on her clit before licking down to her virgin entrance. She rocked her hips towards my face and I put my right hand under her left, propped up leg and on her ass. I held constant pressure on her ass, helping her grind her pussy into my mouth. I closed my lips around her clit, giving it a little nibble with my teeth and started to suck. My daughter's pussy tasted fantastic, better than Riley's. Perhaps that is because it was my daughter, but I was pleased. I continued making out with her pussy, forgetting that there was even anyone else in the room with us. I could hear her muffled moans escaping Riley's legs. Riley, in turn, moaned loudly letting me know that my daughter was pleasing her. I got so lost in eating my daughter out that I instinctively pulled her over on my face. I was now on my back, my daughter was doggy style over my face with her mouth firmly planted in Riley's pussy. I pulled her hips down and started to furiously lick, suck, kiss and nibble on every part of my daughter's cunt. My cock was rock hard, tenting obviously in my shorts. "Oh Bethany, this feels so fucking good! Please don't stop." Riley cried out. Bethany lifted her head for just a second, allowing her pussy to bear down on my face even harder. "Oh daddy, you are such a good teeeacher!" She moaned before going back down on her friend. I had my hands on Bethany's ass lightly playing with her asshole as I continued working to bring my daughter to her very first climax. Her hips started to buck as she was learning to ride my face. I laid my head still, just working my tongue and mouth as she started to rock on my face faster and faster. Riley's moans were getting louder, Bethany's moans, although still muffled, were audibly louder. "OH MY GOD BETHANY, I THINK I AM CUMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGGG!!!!!" Riley screamed out. At about the same time, Bethany put all her weight down on my face. She stopped rocking. Her body began twitching and my mouth was suddenly flooded with my daughter's sweet nectar. Her twitching was obviously uncontrollable, her hips started bucking hard. I could hear her screaming into Riley's cunt, Riley was thrashing on the bed. When I was a younger man I was always fascinated by women squirting. Early on in my marriage I had an affair with a woman who was a squirter. It was such a turn on and ever since then I always tried to make my wife squirt, to no avail. I was very pleased to learn that my daughter was a squirter. After both of the girls settled down, I sat up from between my daughter's legs. I let her fall over on to her best friend, now female lover. My daughter's sweet pussy was smeared all over my face, dripping from my goatee and tasted fantastic in my mouth. "I hope you girls enjoyed your lesson." "We did daddy!" "Yes Mr. D. Thank you!" "No problem." "It looks like you enjoyed it too, daddy." Bethany commented, motioning toward the tent in my mesh shorts. My 6 inch cock was fully hard, fighting for relief from the confines of my shorts. "Yes I did! Now, I am going to go in here, rub one out and let you two relax and hang out." "Well, Daddy, neither one of us knows how to give a good blow job. Maybe you could teach us and we can help you cum." I thought "well I have already come this far, why stop now." "OK, you two get on your knees in front of me." They both slid off the bed, Riley got on her knees to my left, Bethany to my right. "Riley, with your right hand, Bethany your left, reach up and pull my shorts down." They complied. Riley instinctively put her hand on my shaft and started stroking, slowly. Her soft 18 year old hand on my cock felt magical. The lust in my daughter's eyes, as she looked up to me was incredible. "I am ready to do this daddy, to learn how to give a good blow job, to please you... but only under one condition." Bethany said. "What's that?" "Well, when you are ready to cum, I want you to give it to me. I want to taste and feel your cum first. I will share it with Riley, if she wants, but I want it first." "Good with me." "Yeah, me too!" Riley said. Riley continued slowly stroking my aching cock with her hand. Her grip was perfect. Not too tight, but tight enough to feel intense. "OK, Bethany, I want you to have the first taste of my cock." I said as I put my right hand behind her head. "Open your mouth." Riley let go of my cock, and I aimed it towards my daughter's waiting mouth. She raised her hand to my shaft and wrapped her fingers around it. It was the first time my daughter had touched my cock, besides teasing me when sitting on my lap. She opened her mouth and guided my cock into it. She let her lips close around it and started bobbing her head and stroking my cock. "Ah baby, that feels nice. Just watch your teeth. Yeah thats it, now, let your tongue slide across the bottom while you are sucking. Yes baby, just like that. Work your tongue. Oh my baby...you are a great learner. This is something your mother rarely ever does for me." As my daughter was sucking my cock, RIley watched intently. And without any prompting from me she reached her right hand down between her own legs and started to fondle her pussy. I watched as, with her left hand, she reached down to Bethany's cunt and started rubbing her clit. Low moans started to escape my daughter's mouth, around my cock as she started to grind on Riley's hand. "OK baby, I want you to take my cock out of your mouth, continue to stroke it slowly while you lick and suck up and down my shaft. Oh yes, like that. Play with and suck on my balls too." She followed my instructions and did this for several moments before opening her mouth to resume sucking. All the time, she never took her hand off my cock and Riley never took her hands from her own or my daughter's pussies. "OK baby, I want you to take your hand off my shaft, open your mouth as wide as you can and take my cock as far in your mouth and throat as you can, don't worry about gagging or drooling, it is all part of it. I will help you go as far as you can." "MMM ok daddy." Bethany proceeded to do as I told her. She relaxed her jaw and opened her mouth as wide as she could, she placed both hands on my ass and pulled her face into me. I had my hands on the back of her head to encourage her to go deeper. Her lips were now pressed all the way to my pubes, and I continued to push on her head. She did not resist at all, and was doing a great job of fighting her gag reflex. I bucked my hips, driving my rod deeper into her throat. She coughed a little around my cock and pulled back. She replaced her hand on my shaft and leaned in to suck and lick a few quick times before she stopped. "OK Riley, I want you to taste my daddy's delicious cock. Are you ready?" Bethany asked of her friend, who was still playing with both pussies. "Yes. I am!" Riley replied eagerly. I turned my hips, pointing my cock, wet with my daughter's mouth, at Riley. "I want you to do the same things I had Bethany do." "Yes Mr. D." Riley took her hands from her own, and my daughter's cunts and put one hand on my shaft. Without instruction, Bethany replaced her hands where Riley's had just been. A low moan escaped Riley's mouth as my daughter parted her pussy lips and started to massage her clit. Slowly stroking my cock and moaning, Riley opened her mouth and fed my stiff rod in. She looked up at me, with my cock in her mouth, her hazel eyes full of lust and passion, as I tenderly brushed some of her jet black hair out of her face before letting my hand come to a rest on the back of her head. Riley started bobbing her head and working her tongue just as she had seen Bethany do. She was stroking my cock with her right hand and playing with my balls with her left. I rocked my hips forward to fuck her face some, but gently. She was doing a fantastic job, sucking and stroking at just the right pace. She was using her tongue expertly well. She pulled her head back, letting my cock escape. She pulled it up and licked and sucked all around it, from the base of my shaft up to my head, just as I had instructed Bethany to. She then licked and sucked on my balls as she was stroking me. "How am I doing Mr. D.?" "You are doing fantastic Riley! Do you want to deep throat me like I had Bethany do?" "Please..." she was practically begging. "OK, open wide and give it a go." She did what she saw my daughter do, placed her hands on my ass and pulled her face into it. Her jaw was not as relaxed as Bethany's had been, so she did not initially go as deep as my daughter, so I placed both hands on the back of her head and pushed my dick as far as I could. I felt her warm wet lips press against my pubes which sent a rush of passion through me. I pulled her even deeper as I thrust up into her mouth and down her throat. She gagged. She tried to fight it but she gagged. I allowed her to pull of to catch her breath, but before I knew it, she was deep throating and gagging on me again. Finally with some drool dripping from her chin and tears forming on her cheeks she pulled back. "Good job. Now, I want the two of you to share me. Kiss and make out around my cock. Feed my cock to each other. Stroke me, suck me. I want you two to also play with each other, make each other feel good while you are pleasing me." The girls turned to face each other. Riley pointed my dick at Bethany who took it into her mouth. She bobbed on it a few times before letting it escape. Riley then leaned in and started to kiss and tongue my daughter around my cock. I was in heaven watching these two teen girls, one of which is my daughter, sucking my cock. After kissing and making out around it, Riley took it back into her mouth to suck some more. The girls had their hands in each other's crotch, they were both moaning and gyrating. Bethany leaned over to suck on Riley's tit. She then sat back up and for the next 5 or 10 minutes the girls frantically kissed, made out, licked, sucked and stroked my cock. I was getting close to my point of explosion. "Bethany, are you ready to taste your daddy's cum?" "Yes, YES!" she cooed as she turned herself to me, seemingly cutting Riley off from any further contact with me. She took my cock into her mouth and continued sucking. She had one hand on my ass, the other on my shaft and was sucking as fast and hungrily as she could. Riley's hand was still working my daughter's clit, and she leaned over to suck on her tits. Bethany was sucking and stroking my cock like it was a drug that she was withdrawing from. She was doing better on her first time than her mother ever had, in 25 years. "Oh baby, I am about to cum!" She kept sucking and stroking until I shot 2 strings of cum into her mouth. She pulled her mouth off but kept stroking me, allowing me to shoot 4 shots of my love seed on her face, neck and chest. She stroked me until I was completely tapped, and then she started to slow down. I could see her swallowing some of my load. Finally she let her hand fall off of my softening cock. She leaned in to Riley, placed her hand down to her clit and they continued to rub each other while they kissed. Bethany shared my cum with her friend. Riley started to lick around Bethany's face, neck and chest to get some more to share together. They laid in the floor, next to each other, rubbing each other's clits and smearing my seed all over their bodies. I stood there and watched in amazement as my daughter and her friend brought each other to climax while sharing the taste and feel of my cum. "Thank you girls, for allowing me to teach you today. I am going to leave you two alone now to just enjoy this moment." I went back to my room and cleaned myself up a little. I could still taste the girls pussies in my mouth. I was in shock at what had just happened, but I was happy to have been a part of it. I had a feeling that this would not be the last time, certainly with Bethany, but with Riley either. "Daddy?" Bethany called from my doorway. I turned around to see both girls, naked, with the gleam of my cum all over them. They each had an arm around each other. Their faces were flush, but glowing with satisfaction. "Yes baby? "Are you sure mom won't be home soon?" "I will call her." I picked up my cell phone and dialed my wife. "Hello?" my wife said on the other end. "Hey honey, how's your day?" "Good, whats up?" "The girls were just wondering if you were still going to be gone until after dinner. I think they are finally stirring around enough and want to plan the rest of their day." I said, standing there naked, in front of my naked daughter and her friend. "I can come home if they want, but yes that was my plan. It will be after 8 probably." It was noon now. "Girls, do you want her to come home?" "No, tell her to have fun." "Did you hear that honey?" "Yes." "OK, well we were just checking on you. Love you." "Love you too, bye." "Daddy, I want to tell you something." Bethany spoke up, still standing in my doorway with Riley. "What's that baby?" "Well, I know you said that mom does not give you head that often." "Yes." "Well, anytime that you want your cock sucked, you just tell me. I don't care what time it is. If you wake up in the middle of the night wanting a blow job, sneak to my room and I will suck you off. I love you and I loved doing that for you." "Ok. deal." "Mr. D.?" "Yes Riley?" "Same thing goes. Once Bethany goes off to college I will still be here since I am going to community college for a year. Anytime that you want your cock sucked, call the house, I will be right over to service you. As long as Bethany is ok with it." "Oh yeah. I am." Bethany replied. "OK, sounds good." They stepped into the door way and walked up to me. Riley was the first to look up to me and kiss me. It was a simple, but passionate, loving peck on the lips. Then Bethany turned my head to her. She leaned in for a kiss, and for the first time our tongues met. We kissed and made out passionately while Riley looked on. She pulled away. "I love you daddy." and looking at Riley "Our pussies taste good out of his mouth!" "I love you too baby." "Daddy, can we use your shower to get cleaned up?" "Sure thing!" "Want to join us? Its big enough." "OK." The girls got the water running and to the correct temperature. Riley stepped in first, then me, and Bethany last. I was in between the two girls. They each got some soap and gave me some. We all washed each other's bodies forever, making sure that we covered every inch of each other. Bethany and Riley leaned in to make out in front of me, then I made out with Riley and Bethany separately. We continued this passion until the water started to run cold. We all rinsed off and stepped out. We each helped each other dry off, kissed and made out some more before we left the bathroom. The girls went into Bethany's room to get dressed. I followed because I realized that I had left my shorts in there on the floor. The girls continued to make out while they were getting their clothes on. I decided to leave them be and went down stairs. When they came down, they were wearing the same type of outfit. My daughter was in a white tank top, no bra ( I could see her brown nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt.) And white, lacy, boy short style underwear. I could see her pussy lips through the lace. Riley's tank top was white as well. She, too, was not wearing a bra. Her panties were different though. They were a shear white, see through thong. I could see the jet black, perfectly lined landing strip pointing directly to her plump pussy lips. Both girls were really tan and the contrast of the white fabric on their skin was exotic. We spent the rest of the day talking and flirting. Each girl would steal kisses and grabs of my cock when the other was not looking. The girls were sitting on either side of me on the couch, each with a hand on me, slowly stroking my cock. I had my arms around both of them. I was hard, but they were not stroking to make me cum, they were stroking to feel close to me. Bethany leaned over, sucked me into her mouth, gave me some quick kisses and licks, then looked back up to me. "I can't wait to be with you completely daddy, I love you." "I love you too." They both continued to play with my cock until Bethany fell asleep on my stomach, her face looking directly at my cock. Riley made sure that she was sound asleep before breaking the silence. "Mr. D.?" Riley whispered "Yes?" "Bethany told me I should ask you this, but I was too nervous earlier..." "What's that?" "Well, after you take her virginity, would you be willing to take mine? I have had a crush on you and Mark since I can remember. I want him, but I want you to teach me everything that will make him happy." "Well, Yeah. But like you said, after I sleep with Bethany. I don't want to betray her." Riley said nothing more, but started stroking my cock a little faster. It was feeling good, but I did not want to wake Bethany. "Don't worry Mr. D. She would be glad to know that I am stroking you. She told me upstairs when we were getting dressed that she did not care what I did with you, as long as I did not go further than the two of you had." I told Riley to spit in her hand and continue on. She did as she was told and started to really stroke my cock. I let my hand wander on her body, landing on her tits. My other hand, instinctively, was wandering over my sleeping daughter. Riley's stroking was feeling fantastic, and I guess between my heavy breathing, my moans and my hand on Bethany, she woke up. She did not speak a word, she just opened her mouth and let the head of my dick in. She licked and sucked my cock head while Riley continued to stroke me. It did not take me long to cum, and I did with out warning. I shot 3 thick strings of cum into my daughter’s waiting mouth. She closed her lips around my cock head to make sure she got every bit. Riley continued stroking me until I was completely empty. When I told them I was done, Bethany sat up, looked at Riley, and with a mouthful of cum, kissed her. Deeply. They shared my cum once again until they both swallowed what was in their mouths. The girls then settled down, hands across my chest and fell asleep on my shoulders. I fell asleep sometime later, after realizing the fantastic situation that I was in. It had been nearly a month since I had first experienced my daughter, Bethany, and her hot friend Riley. The end of school and high school graduation for both girls were rapidly approaching. With final exams coming up both girls were at our house most every evening during the week 'studying.' I put that in quotations because both girls were very bright and hardly had to study for much. Over the last month Riley had really started to dress in less and less while she was at our house. Most of the time she would come over after her tennis practice, in which she wore the typical short tennis skirt. After going up to Bethany's room to drop her books, she would take off her shirt, revealing her sports bra, and strip off her panties. Usually, she would come back down to the fridge to get something to drink. If my wife was not watching, she would bend over exposing her bare ass and shaved pubic mound to me, much to my delight. There were a few evenings when she would come down, my wife would either be in the bathroom or in another room, and Riley would, after giving me her show, come up to me, grab my cock through my shorts and plant a quiet but passionate tongue kiss on me. Also during the last month, after Riley would leave to go home Bethany would come watch TV with my wife and I. Most nights she would sit next to me on the couch and rest her head on my shoulders. We would have normal family conversations talking about everything from school, sports, friends and so on. It was not uncommon for me to smell a hint of Riley's pussy on my daughter's breath as she spoke, which turned me on immensely. It also confirmed my suspicions that they were not actually studying. Most of these nights Bethany either wore her favorite long T-shirt or a modest but sexy silk nightie. If my wife got up to go to the kitchen or bathroom, Bethany would reveal to me that she was not wearing any panties. Sometimes she would just spread her legs and show me, and other times she would take my hand and place it on her still hot and very moist mound. I would place slight pressure on her clit and rub a few times, working her up before her mother came back to join us. It had become routine over the last month for my wife to retire to bed around 10pm and Bethany and I to stay up watching TV and talking. Bethany usually waited about 5 or 10 minutes before she would drop to her knees on the floor in front of me, rip my shorts down and suck my cock. She had grown to really love having a dick, her daddy's dick, in her mouth. She had gotten extremely good at is as she practiced each week night with me. Her rhythm, suction, grip and tongue use had all been perfected. She, too, had learned to sense when I was going to cum and slow down, prolonging the inevitable. It was rare that she would let me touch her, beyond fondling her breast. She told me that she wanted to please daddy, and that the next time I was going to please her was when she finally gave herself to me fully. I did not complain as I truly loved watching my 18 year old, beautiful blond daughter express as much love and passion as she knew how on me. Each night, she took my entire load in her mouth, not a drop wasted, and swallowed. One Tuesday morning my wife and I were having breakfast together and talking. We had been talking about mundane topics like work, gossip and the like. After a brief pause in the conversation, my wife spoke up. "I have noticed over the last month or so that Riley has been dressing very risqué when she is over here." I nearly choked on my coffee as I tried to quickly think of something to say. "I have seen you checking her out too." she continued. "Well, I don't know what to say. I mean she is a beautiful young lady, and I am a living breathing man." "Oh no, no worries." my wife laughed, "If I had a body like hers, I would probably be naked all the time. She is sexy, and she knows it. Just be careful when you are checking her out. We don't need her thinking you are some kind of pervert or something." "Oh yeah, definitely not!" I replied, thinking about the actual truth of the situation. "I have also noticed our daughter doing the same thing. I know we have always been open, but she hasn't seemed to gain the need for modesty in front of her parents yet. Not that it is a bad thing; I am just surprised is all." "Yeah, me too. But I am glad she is still comfortable enough with us to be like that. Think if it was the other way and she was scared to even come to us for anything." "Very true." The following Friday, Bethany announced that Riley was going to be spending the night. The four of us had a nice dinner out on the deck as the evenings had become warmer. Riley, in her typical fashion as of late, was dressed in a short tennis skirt (no panties) and a white wife beater tank top. She was not wearing a bra, which allowed me to see her erect nipples standing out from her perky, D-cup, 18 year old tits. Her jet black hair was pulled into pigtails. Bethany, too, was wearing a white tank top that came down to just above her belly button. She was also braless and was showing off her dark brown, hard nipples and areolas atop her C-cup breasts. She was wearing white cotton boy short underwear that fit snugly enough around her pubic mound to accentuate her pussy lips. There were visible, but not obvious, signs of wetness on the crotch of her panties. Her blond hair was pulled back into a pony tail. Needless to say, I was fighting back a hard on throughout dinner. After dinner, the girls and I sat on the deck and talked as my wife cleaned up. Each time my wife took a load of dishes in the house the girls would fondle each other, quickly kiss or rub their hands on the tent in my shorts. After everything was cleaned up, my wife came to the door and asked me to step inside for a moment. She did not sound angry, but her tone was unusual. I was sure that she had seen the teasing going on out on the deck and I prepared myself for the worst. I adjusted myself as to not let my tent be too obvious and started towards the door. "We will be right back girls. I think we are just gonna hang out on the deck tonight if that is cool." my wife said. "Yeah mom, that's cool!" When I got in the house, my wife grabbed me by the arm and led me into the living room, which was out of sight of the girls. She leaned in to kiss me and pulled me close to her. "I love you." she said. "I love you too dear." "I was thinking, and I wanted to run this by you, that since it is such a nice night out, I would go change into something more comfortable and we would all hang out. Once the sun goes down, we can light the candles and torches and just drink some beer and wine out on the deck." "Ok, sounds good to me. Why would you need to run it by me?" I asked. "Well, hum, I want to get really comfortable. Comfortable like I used to do before Mark 'came of age.' I just don't know if it will embarrass Bethany or Riley." I knew that she was talking about wearing some sexy next-to-nothing garment as that is how she would dress in the past. Even though both of the kids were mature enough, even at a young age, to be comfortable with it, my wife seemingly stopped dressing like that, afraid of what the kids would think. It was crazy to me, because as I mentioned before, nudity was never frowned upon in our home and seeing the kids naked or them seeing us was never a big deal. My wife stands at 5'4" and weighs around 145 pounds. She is a thicker lady, but not fat by any means. Her eyes are crystal blue and her hair is (dyed) black. She dyes it due to the grey hair that started to appear in her early 20's. Her tits are DD-cup, very full but saggy. Her ass was full and round, but dimpled from age. Time, gravity and having 2 kids took its toll on her, but in my eyes, she was still sexy as hell. "Honey, look at how those two are dressed. Look at how Bethany has always walked around here. I doubt that you will embarrass either one of them. Besides, you are still very sexy. Go on and get comfortable. I will meet you back on the deck." "Thanks for the vote of confidence honey. Be right out." she leaned in, gave me another kiss and headed for the stairs. I quietly approached the sliding door leading out on to the deck. I was hoping to catch my daughter and Riley in a compromising position. I was not disappointed. When I looked through the window, I saw both girls sitting next to each other on the wicker couch. Riley was on her left hip facing Bethany with both legs curled on the cushion behind her. Bethany was sitting normal, with her legs spread. She had both hands on Riley's face and was kissing her passionately. Riley had her left arm around my daughter and her right hand was inside Bethany's boy short underwear massaging her clit. I stepped through the door slowly and cleared my throat when I reached the deck. Both girls jumped back and started laughing. I walked up to Riley and took her right hand. I brought it up to my mouth and licked and sucked my daughter’s entire flavor from her fingers. Then I leaned over to Bethany and started to kiss her passionately. After we kissed, I leaned in to Riley and kissed her the same. Standing up and heading for my chair I said, "Your mom went upstairs to change into something more comfortable. She will be back down in a minute." I sat down in my chair and looked at the two beautiful teens sitting on the couch in front of me. I admired their beauty and their love/lust for each other. They continued to fondle each other and kiss. "You girls need to be careful. Mrs. D can walk out of the door at any moment, and here you two are, obviously being sexual." "I know daddy!" Bethany said, "We are just so horny. I mean look at this..." she said as she forced Riley's legs apart, exposing her glistening virgin pussy to me. I could see her cleanly shaven lips, moist with excitement just below her well manicured, very thin black landing strip. "...I mean, can you blame me daddy?" "Well no, I guess I can't" "MMM" Riley piped up, "I can't wait to put my mouth on you tonight Beth." I was rock hard at the sight and conversation I was witnessing. I hardly noticed when Riley snapped her legs closed, seeing my wife come to the door to come back out on the deck. "Wow Mom, you look hot!" Bethany said. I turned to look at my wife. My jaw hit the floor. There she stood in the doorway topless. She had on her lacy pair of pink boy short panties and nothing else. Her panties did not fit as snugly around her pussy as Bethany's, but they were still very sexy. As a matter of fact, when my wife turned to her side to shut the door behind her, I could see in the gap between the fabric of her panties and her pussy. She kept her mound trimmed but there was still hair, and from that angle, I could see her swollen lips. My head was spinning with delight. "Thanks baby." My wife commented, "I was hesitant to come out here like this, I don't want to make you girls uncomfortable." "Nonsense Mrs. D." Riley said. "I think it’s great that you are proud of your body, and that this family is so comfortable around each other. Mind if I join you?" "No, not at all....?" My wife answered with a question. With that, Riley stripped off her wife beater and tossed it to the floor of the deck, exposing her gorgeous tan breasts. All that she had on now was her short tennis skirt. My heart was racing, my cock was as hard as could be, and my eyes must have been as big as quarters. "Well, I'm certainly not going to be the only chick with a top on!" Bethany announced as she ripped her tank top off and threw it to the floor. "WOW!" is all I could manage to say. Although I thought that I just said it in my mind, I must have actually uttered the word. "You OK dear?" my wife asked. "Well, YES. Yes I am! I mean I have three very attractive, sexy ladies, on MY back deck, in front of ME, TOPLESS. How could I NOT be ok?" I said as I reached in the cooler for enough beers to go around. The conversation returned to normal after the initial shock of what had just gone down passed. My wife was seated in the chair to my right, the girls still on the couch to my left. I tried to maintain some composure, but it seemed that I could not help but to stare at the 6 wonderful breasts in front of me. I was doing my best, and a pretty good job, I might add, at keeping my aching hard member from producing an obvious tent in my shorts. After several more beers each, the talk, as you would expect, turned to sex. "So, this conversation will stay between the four of us, agreed?" My wife asked. We all replied with the affirmative. "I want this to be a completely open and honest conversation. No questions are off limits, and no judgments will be raised." "OK." Bethany said. "Great, first question, to both of you.... Is it fair to assume that the two of you are still virgins?" There was a long pause, some giggles and then blushing. I, of course, already knew the answer, but I waited to hear what the girls would say. Bethany spoke up first. "Well yeah mom, for the most part." "For the most part?" "Yeah. I mean neither of us have had a penis or anything, even fingers for that matter, enter us. We are both waiting for the right guy and the right time. Butttt...." there was a pause as Bethany looked at Riley, smiled and then back to her mother. "Riley and I have fooled around.......quite a bit." "Really?" My wife asked, excitedly, "What do you mean, 'fooled around'?" "Well, we have made out, sucked each others' tits, given each other oral and just the other night, we watched some porn on the computer and decided to try what the girls were doing on there and started grinding our pussies together. We just wanted some experience under our belt before we got out to the 'real world'." "Wow, so the two of you are lesbian?" "No, not at all Mrs. D." Riley chimed in. "We are both still VERY attracted to men, and want to experience them. We just wanted to try all aspects of sexuality. And to be honest, as long as Beth wants to continue, I am all for it. Bisexual may be a better term." Just the visual of my daughter and her friend were enough to make me want to cum in my pants, but I was able to maintain. "I wonder if Mark has lost his virginity?" I asked, changing the subject "Nope." Bethany answered matter-of-factly. "You know for sure?" My wife asked. "Yes, you know we talk all the time. I flat out asked him if he had since going away to college and he told me no. He did say that there were two girls, roommates that the Lacrosse team uses for relief and relaxation before and after games. He said that these girls would do anything from hand jobs to blow jobs and full out sex. He said that before his first game he was nervous, and one of the seniors recommended that he go see the girls. He was nervous to do it, but figured why not. On his way to their room, he passed another teammate who had obviously just gotten some. When he walked in, both girls were naked and had cum dripping from their faces and chests. He told me that one of the girls was on her back on the bed, with her pussy gaping open, obviously just fucked, and the other girl was lying next to her. He said that after seeing that, he could not think about actually having sex, or much less a blow job from one of them, so he just got them to jerk him off. He said it was awesome to have two girls working on him, but he just could not bring himself to have sex. He went on to say that he did not just want to have sex with anyone, but that he did not want to be a bumbling idiot on his first time with a girl that he was really into. I told him that he and Riley should lose their virginity together. He mentioned that he has always wanted her, but would be too scared." "Too Scared?" Riley exclaimed. "Too scared? That would be my dream come true!" "Well Riley, I am going to pack him up and move him home tomorrow. You should start working on that when he gets here." My wife said. I was proud of my son, but shocked on two accounts. First, that my son had two, undoubtedly hot, chicks willing to fuck him, and he didn't. Secondly, that my wife was so willing to condone that he and Riley have sex. "Trust me Mrs. D., if you are still OK with me walking around your house in this manner, I will certainly give it my best try. I have had a crush on Mark since I can remember. Heck, since we are being honest, I have had a crush on Mr. D. too. But I know that he is off limits, so I focus all on Mark. I never pursued anything with him since he is my best friend's older brother." I was shocked at Riley's confession of her crush on me to my wife. I was nervous as to how my wife would respond. "Well, Riley, if Mark is anything like the lover his dad is, you will be most pleased. Even after 25 years of marriage, our ups and downs, Mr. D. is still the only person that truly knows how to make me cum, and he does every time." I was unconsciously playing with my hard member through my shorts as the conversation continued. "I know he must be a good lover mom," Bethany said. "I have listened in on the two of you having sex, and have actually spied on you a few times, and I can tell just by your moans that daddy is really good!" "He is Bethany, any lady would be lucky to have a lover like your father. MMM. Just thinking about it is getting me horny. And, I guess as a parent, I should be upset that my daughter has watched me have sex. But in all honesty, I think it’s hot. I guess from now on, we need to leave the door fully open so you can watch anytime you want. Maybe we will put on a show for you." My heart was racing. My head was spinning. My ego was inflated from all of the praise my wife and daughter were giving. Catching me playing with my cock through my shorts my wife said, "Honey, are you enjoying yourself over there?" "Oh yes. This is great. You are telling these girls how great I am, and I am witnessing conversation that is straight from any man's fantasy." "What about you Bethany?" My wife turning her attention to our daughter, "Do you have any prospects as to who will be the lucky guy to take your virginity?" I tensed up, knowing that my daughter's only prospect was me. I put more pressure on my cock as I waited with anticipation for her answer. Part of me wanted her to tell my wife that she wanted me to take her virginity, but the wiser part of me knew that it would be a bad thing. "Actually, mom, yes. There is one guy. He is all I can think about. He is the only man that I want to touch me. I know that he is a great lover, or at least that is what I have been told. And he is so handsome, hot even. I know that he and I will never actually be officially together, as a couple, as he is attached. He knows that I want him to be the one; he has known it for around 2 years now. He also knows that I will remain untouched until he and I can get together. I am going to make it happen, and if him being attached makes me a whore, then so be it. But it is what it is; He is the only man that is going to be allowed to take my virginity." I was amazed. My brilliant daughter was completely honest in answering the question, without giving our secret away. "Well, tell me, who is it?" my wife asked anxiously. My stomach turned flips and tied into an instant knot. "Honestly, Mom, I would rather not say right now. Maybe I am superstitious, but I don't want to jinx myself." "Understood." I took an audible deep breath. I was relieved that she had not blown our cover. I was excited because I knew that she was talking about me. My grabs on my cock were now as firm as I could manage. There was a wet spot from my pre-cum on my shorts that was barely visible in the dim light of dusk. My wife got up to go inside to get the matches to light our candles and citronella torches. After she was out of ear shot I looked over at my daughter and Riley. "Good job on being honest, baby girl, without giving away our little secret." "Thanks daddy!" Bethany said as she wrapped her arms around her topless best friend, squeezing their breasts together. "Riley, do you still want me to be the one to take your virginity, or do you want to wait for Mark as you indicated to Mrs. D.?" "Mr. D., since I can remember having sexual feelings, I have wanted you. I mean since I was younger . You are going to be my first, after Bethany of course, no matter how long it takes. I do want to be with Mark, and when I am he will still think I am a virgin, but the three of us will always know that you are the one that holds that title!" "Good deal!" I replied just before my wife opened the door to come back out. When she walked through the door, my jaw hit to floor again. While she was inside, she had stripped out of her pink boy short panties and was now standing before us, completely naked. She walked around the deck lighting the torches and candles, as the rest of us just stared intently at her. "What?" she said when she noticed that we were all silently taking in her beauty. "From all of this talk, the crotch of my panties were soaked through. I had to get them off. We are all adults here. If it makes you uncomfortable, I will go put something on." "NO MOM!" Bethany shouted. "It’s been a long time since you have been this comfortable around, well at least me and Mark. I think it’s great and you should keep it up!" "Really? You sound like you missed seeing me like this." "Not just me, mom, all of us. I mean, dad gets to see you like that all the time, but when you started wearing more clothes around the house, Mark pulled me into his room and asked if we had done something wrong to make you change. We were both naked and he confessed to me that he liked to look at you and jerk off. I told him that you probably thought that maybe we were uncomfortable and did not want to over step any boundaries. I then told him that as long as he was OK with it, we could still be naked around each other. That is something that has never changed, even though I have never looked at him sexually." "Wow, I had no idea. Yes, I did start wearing more clothes because I was worried what the two of you would think about me flaunting around naked in front of you." my wife responded. "But since I know now that you all miss it, I will start undressing more!" There was a long pause. I had no idea that my son had jerked off to my wife, but I was happy about it. I was also very happy that Mark and Bethany still had a very close and open relationship. That was something rare between teenage siblings and it made me proud. My pride went further to know that neither of my kids, even though with hormones racing through their teenage bodies, ever tried to seduce one another. I would not be upset if they had, I mean after all, I had several incestuous relations when I was their age, and tried numerous times to seduce my little sister, to no avail. But I was proud that MY baby girl was, in fact, totally MINE. "So, he jerked off thinking about me?" my wife broke the silence. "Well, I have never actually seen him jerk off. But he did show me a pair of your panties that he got out of the dirty clothes. He said he use to sniff them while he was jerking. But when the smell wore off, he started cumming in them. After you stopped being naked, or near naked around us, he asked to borrow a pair of mine. I took the ones I was wearing at the moment off and handed them to him. From then on, once a week I would trade him the ones he had, for a new pair of dirty panties. He always liked for me to loan him the ones I would wear during soccer practice, he said the scent was unbeatable." "Wow. I had no idea, did you dear?" my wife asked. "Nope. I sure didn't. I guess normal parents should be upset at such a thing, but I think it is great that you two could have that kind of relationship." I looked over at my wife and could tell, even in the glow of the torches, that she was flush. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but I am sure she was turned on knowing that her son thought of her sexually, and expressed it verbally to her daughter, not to mention that he used her own panties for relief. Her hands were unconsciously stroking her nipples and rubbing her tummy down to her clit and back up. There was silence all around, just the crickets chirping and the sound of our neighborhood whippoorwill singing, as we reflected on the confessions that had just come out. I was also playing with myself. At this point, I did not feel it was necessary to hide my tent, or the fact that I was stroking it through my shorts. I was leaning back in my chair with my legs spread out to the front. I had my hand on my crotch and was looking intently at my wife touching herself with her eyes closed. I heard a low moan from my left and turned my attention to the girls. Riley had her face buried on Bethany's chest, sucking her right tit with her hand down the front of my daughter's panties. Bethany saw me looking at them and smiled. She winked at me, licked her lips and blew me a kiss. "Mom and Dad?" Bethany spoke up; breaking my wife from her fantasy land where I am sure she was thinking about Mark. "Yes?" we both replied in unison. "Since this is an open and honest discussion, I have a few questions." "Go on, like I said earlier, nothing is off limits." my wife replied. "Well first off, I think since you are naked mom, we should all join you, dad too. If that is OK." Riley wasted no time in standing up and dropping her tennis skirt. Revealing to my wife, for the first time, her panty-less, perfectly manicured landing strip that extended up from her bald virgin lips. Immediately following her, Bethany stood up and pulled down her boy short panties, stepping gracefully out of them once they hit the floor. Her pussy was still shaved as it was when I first tasted it. My wife's eyes were glued to the two girls. "Wow, you too are stunning." my wife commented. "If I looked like either of you, I would never have any clothes on!" "Your turn daddy!" Bethany squealed. I was obviously embarrassed a little. I mean I had been naked in front of both of the girls, in a sexual way already. My daughter, her entire life, had seen me naked countless times. But never had I ever been sexually aroused in front of them with my wife present. Awkward is putting the feeling I had at the moment lightly. "Well go on dear. It is only fair." my wife cooed. After another moment of pause, I stood up, pulled off my t-shirt and tossed it to the floor. I looked over at the two girls, and then to my wife. All three of them were staring intently at the tent in my shorts. Slowly and nervously I pulled down my shorts, letting them fall to the ground before I stepped out of them. Now, at 6 inches, 3 in girth, I was not huge by any account. I considered my package to be average at best. But I had a lot of experience in using it and was confident in both its looks and function. There I stood in front of my wife, daughter and daughter's friend, all who were naked, naked myself. My cock was pointing straight out, fulfilling its entire length and thickness. "Wow Mr. D.! You have a very nice looking cock!" Riley exclaimed. "Yeah dad, I see where Mark gets it!" Bethany said laughing. Both of the girls covering the fact that they had already seen my fully engorged member. "Thank you girls." I said as I sat back down. "What other questions do you have dear?" my wife asked of Bethany. "Well, Riley and I have talked and we are nervous about one thing when it comes to sex with guys. I mean we know about intercourse, and that is pretty self explanatory, but we have heard a lot of guys comment on how some girls give good head, and some girls don't seem to know how. We don't want to be the latter. Do you have any pointers you can give us?" I was shocked at the question. Both of the girls knew that my wife did not give head very often, so why would she ask that? Furthermore, as I had told Bethany many times during our week night sessions, she was the best at sucking cock, and was getting better each time. I knew my daughter had an idea up her sleeve, but I was not sure where she was going with it. "Well, girls. I have to be honest here. Giving blow jobs is my least favorite thing to do in the bed. I don't think I am very good at it and I don't really do it too often. I know your father would like for me to do it more, but I just don't." "Actually, dear," I retorted, "When you have had a few to drink, you are quite exceptional at sucking cock. But you are right, you don't do it often, and I would love for you to do it more." "Well, ok. Thanks for the compliment honey! Bethany, I am not sure how to tell you to suck dick. I guess I could show you though, since I now know you like to watch." I was dumbfounded. Was my wife really offering to blow me right here on the deck in front of our daughter and her friend? My question was quickly answered as, without hesitation or a response from either girl, my wife got on her knees in front of me. She put her hand on the base of my cock, brought her lips up to the head and turned to face the girls. "Ok, watch carefully. I will do the best I know how." she said as she lowered her mouth on to my stiff rod. My wife started to suck, lick and stroke me slow and with purpose. She moaned around my cock as I placed both hands on the back of her head. I looked at the girls with a face of joy as my wife slowly and deliberately made out with my cock. Bethany had her hand between Riley's legs, Riley's hand was between hers. Bethany looked me in the face, smiled and mouthed the words "You're welcome" which was followed by a low giggle. I smiled back to my daughter and continued to stare at her and Riley pleasuring each other as they watched my wife blowing me. I was pretty sure, at this point, that I had died and somehow ended up in the heaven of porn. I was sure that this scene that I was living had been the very fantasy of most teenage boys and grown men alike. My wife continued to suck me slowly, as if she was actually enjoying what she was doing. It was feeling exquisite and I was quite happy that my wife had let down her inhibitions as she was showing off for our daughter and Riley. She seemed really into what she was doing, but I know that she was just enjoying being a teacher of sorts, the center of attention. She was gripping my shaft tightly as she slowly stroked and sucked my cock. At this pace, it was going to take me forever to cum, which I think is what she wanted. Don’t get me wrong, it felt wonderful, but her pace was slow enough as to not get my juices pumped to the brink of spewing. After about 10 minutes of her slow love making to my cock, my wife looked up at me, leaving her hand slowly stroking my wet cock. “How was that lover?” She asked. “Fantastic!” I told her. “Yeah mom, that was really hot! I can’t wait to do that when I get a chance!” Bethany said as she looked at me and winked. “Yeah, me neither! As much as I enjoy eating Beth’s pussy, I know I will love sucking cock.” Riley commented. My wife noticed, as the girls were talking, that they were playing with each other. Her gaze was fixed on the two as they continued to manipulate each other’s clits. I noticed, as her one hand was still slowly stroking my cock, she licked her lips and let her other hand fall between her legs. She started to writhe under her own self pleasure as she continued to stare at the girls. “Are you ok mom?” Bethany asked. “MMM, yes baby, I am. Sorry, I did not mean to stare; I have just never seen a sight so hot in my life.” “It is ok mom. I figured since we had already told you that we messed around, it would be ok to play with each other while you were pleasing daddy.” “Oh yes, it is ok, more than ok. It’s hot!” “So, Mrs.D., is it safe to say that you have never experienced a woman before?” Riley asked. “Yes, that is a safe bet. Mr. D. and I have talked about it in the heat of the moment, and it always turns me on, but I…or we, have never actually done it. After seeing the two of you, I think that I would actually LOVE to try it!” “I will have to remember that!” Riley said coyly as she turned her face to Bethany and started to passionately make out with her. My wife released my throbbing member as she laid down on her back in front of all of us. She told the girls to keep going as she continued to massage her own clit. She started rubbing herself fiercely with her right hand as she brought her left up to her tits and played with her nipples. Riley repositioned herself to let Bethany lay down fully on the couch. Riley got between my daughters legs and started licking her sweet virgin cunt. I watched, along with my masturbating wife, as Riley licked from Bethany’s virgin love tunnel up to suck her clit and back down, over and over. Riley was bent over with her ass pointing in my direction, and since my wife was in the throes of her own, deck shaking orgasm, she did not notice when I reached over to Riley’s love mound with my left hand to massage her swollen clit. Or so I thought. I had my right hand steadily stroking my cock as I watched the spectacle in front of me. Riley reached her hand to mine and encouraged me to rub faster. The screams from my daughter being brought to an orgasm in front of her parents mixed with the screams of my wife’s ongoing climax and the moans of Riley. Riley started to thrash about as Bethany and my wife’s orgasms started to subside in her own climax. I started to beat my dick like it owed me money until I shot 6 hot sticky strings of cum up and onto my chest, the first string hitting me on the cheek. I withdrew my hand from Riley’s mound as I laid back to enjoy what had just happened. Riley collapsed on top of my daughter and they embraced. She watched as my wife sat up in front of me, took my left hand and brought it up to her mouth. She licked it, tasting Riley’s love juice. “Shit, I’m busted now.” I thought to myself. “MMM.” My wife moaned as she looked at Riley and winked. “You taste divine my dear.” My wife moved up my body, smearing my cum between her bare chest and mine. She licked the bit that was on my cheek off, gave me a kiss and announced that she was going to bed. She left me out on the deck, naked, covered in my own cum with my naked daughter and Riley entangled on the wicker couch. “So I guess your new goal is to fuck the whole family, huh?” I said to Riley. “Well it wasn’t until just now. That, of course, is if Bethany is cool with it.” “Of course it is, baby, my mom deserves to be pleased the way you please me.” After a few moments of silence, I gathered myself and my clothes. I stood up to go inside to go to bed. Being the good parental unit, as if it mattered now, I told the girls to ‘not stay up too late.’ They giggled as I turned to go to bed where my wife was laying naked, sound asleep. The next morning, my wife woke up earlier than normal to get ready and go help Mark pack and bring him home for the summer break. I stayed in bed, awake and talked to her as she was getting dressed. “Crazy night last night…” she said as she stepped out of the shower. I replied with a cautious “uh huh.” “I don’t know about you, but I had a fucking blast!” she exclaimed. “Yeah it was fun, definitely hot!” “I really enjoyed blowing you in front of them, but my favorite moment, aside from the girls being so open with their sexuality, was watching you rubbing Riley’s clit while she ate our daughter out.” “Yeah that was cool. I was hesitant to do it, worried about what you might think or say, but I just couldn’t help it. She had her ass pointed directly at me, her bald virgin cunt was like a magnet, beckoning me to touch it.” “No worries about upsetting me. Like I said, I loved it. Besides, I know she did too, since she has had a crush on you for years. And hey, who knows, maybe she is the girl from our fuck session fantasies. I mean, as good as she tasted off your fingers, I would love to taste her first hand.” I fell silent. I did not know how to react. Last night I was sure that it was the alcohol that was driving my wife’s wild side, but now, it seems that she has had a sexual awakening of some sort. I knew that I would eventually have Riley, as she promised me her virginity, but now it was becoming obvious that my wife wanted a piece of her too. Without thinking, I blurted out excitedly, “Well you know she is staying home to go to community college for a year after Bethany is off to school, right?” “No, I did not know that. That is interesting. Why do you know that?” Oh no, I just blew it. “Well, she told me last month, when you and the girls from work went to Seaville for some shopping. It was just normal conversation. I asked her about college because I had not heard for sure what she was doing.” “Oh, ok. Well, we will have to work on her.” My wife said as she winked at me and gave me a devilish, sexy grin. I let out a deep breath, relieved that I had dodged that bullet. “Honey,” my wife said as she walked to my side of the bed. “How do I look?” She was wearing a very low cut top, revealing most of her cleavage, her tits in an obvious push up type bra. Below that she was wearing a denim short skirt that did not even come half way down her thighs. “You look sexy as hell!” I replied. “Imagine I am picking up a box of stuff from Mark's room,” she said as she turned around and bent over. “Tell me what you see.” She was not wearing any panties. Her pussy was freshly shaved and was crammed in between her thick thighs, just below her voluptuous ass. “Well, I see that you took some extra time in the shower this morning. I can’t remember the last time you shaved your snatch.” She laughed and said “Yeah, I thought about what Bethany and Riley looked like last night and thought that it was time for me to change it up. You like?” “Oh yes, I do. It also looks as if you are looking to get fucked by a bunch of college lacrosse players today.” “No, not a bunch, just one.” It took me a second to process her last comment. She had said it with all the seriousness one could muster, but surely she was joking. And just one? I mean, we had been to most all of Mark’s games and knew 90% of the players. None of which I thought she was even remotely attracted to. I was confused. “Just one?” I asked. “Yeah. The one that is still a virgin. The one who turned down two girls because he has standards. The one that does not want to be a ‘bumbling idiot’ on his first time. The one that has used my panties, and still uses his sister's to masturbate.” “Are you seriously going to seduce our son?” I asked, more shocked than anything. “Well, don’t you think I owe it to him? I mean after teasing him being naked most of his life? The poor guy wants to get laid, but is too scared to mess up. Who better to teach him than me?” “Well, you do have a point there. But please be careful. That is a tricky subject. It sounds good, hot even, in theory, but it could go drastically wrong and here you are fucking up a perfectly good and open relationship with your son.” “Yeah, true. But I get the sense that you are jealous, like you don’t want me to do it.” “Well, I will put it to you this way. If you are going to get some strange cock, I would rather it be my own son than some Johnny nobody off the street.” “Well, that settles it then. I am going to toy with him, see if he takes the bait. I am not going to pressure him, but I will not stop him either. I will tell you all about it, if you want that is.” “Of course I want to know, spare no details.” I told her. “And just think of the possibilities, knowing what we know about Bethany and Riley, and if Riley and Mark get together.” I have to admit, the thought of double teaming my wife and/or Riley with my son was intriguing. My cock was starting to swell. My wife walked over to me, still lying in the bed, and leaned over to kiss me good bye. I put my hand up her skirt, in between her legs, and rubbed slowly up her thigh to her pussy. I could feel her heat and wetness. “Looks like someone is excited!” I commented as I broke away from our kiss. “I’m so turned on, it is not even funny. Welcome to our new sex life, welcome to the new, revived me.” She leaned back in to kiss me. She told me she needed to leave, told me she loved me, and headed out the door. I fell back to sleep not long after she left. I have no idea how long I slept after my wife left. I woke up to the feeling of my cock in a warm and soft mouth. When I opened my eyes, I saw my beautiful daughter lying next to me in the bed, naked. She had her mouth on my growing erection and was gently and slowly stroking it with her hand. I moved my hand to the back of her head and stroked her soft blonde hair down to her back and lightly rubbed her back. My hips started to gyrate as my cock came fully to life. “Good morning daddy!” she said, looking up at me, leaving her hand on my dick. “Good morning baby girl. How’d you girls sleep?” “Very well! After we came inside, we 69’d to another great climax and fell asleep holding each other. We woke up still in the same position. Last night was so great!” “It was, indeed. I know your mother had a great time! Speaking of Riley, is she still sleeping?” “No, I sent her home.” “Oh…OK.” I said, kind of disappointed. “Well, daddy, Mom will be gone all day, probably until after dinner, getting Mark all packed and moved home. We have all day and the house to ourselves. I am ready to give myself to you fully. I am not saying that I never want Riley involved, as a matter of fact, I think the three of us together will be fun, but for my first time, I want it to be something special, something that only you and I share. I told her I would call her later, after we were done, and she could come back over.” I pulled her up to me, face to face. I took her hand off my cock and wrapped my arms around her. I held my 18 year old daughter in a lover’s embrace. I looked deep into her eyes as our lips met in the most passionate kiss we had shared yet. I let my hands lightly trace down her back to her full and firm round ass and back up over and over while we made out. The feeling of her soft, warm and tan skin was exquisite. I broke our kiss and ran my fingers through her hair. “Bethany, I truly do love you. You are my special girl.” “I love you too daddy, and just as I know no other man will love me the way you do, I will never love another man as I do you.” “Bethany, I am not prepared right now to take your virginity…” I said, sadly. “Why not daddy?” “I don’t have any protection.” “Oh, don’t be silly. Mom took Riley and me the Monday after the three of us first fooled around to get on birth control. We are both on the same cycle!” I was given the green light. There was nothing but courage stopping me now. I had been my wife’s first, almost 30 years ago. I have not had another virgin since then. I was definitely excited, but I was nervous all the same. I did not want to go too fast, like I would with a chick who knows the ropes. I wanted to ensure that my lovely daughter had the best time imaginable. We started to make out again as I rolled her from her side to her back, with me on top of her. My cock was pressed against my stomach, between us, with the head just about the top of her moist slit. She started to grind her hips and reposition herself for my entrance into her love canal. “Whoa baby, don’t be so eager.” I calmly told her in between kisses. “Please, take me now daddy. I need you!” she cried out. “Baby, I am not going to just fuck you. I am going to make love to my sweet daughter. You are going to experience true, unbridled passion and love.” She kept working her hips, as if she ignored what I had just told her. I continued to resist as I started to kiss my way down her body. I took my time kissing and licking on her neck, nibbling on her ears and telling her how wonderfully beautiful she was. I continued down, slowly licking every inch of her upper chest. I teased each nipple for what seemed like forever. Finally, with encouragement from her forceful push on the back of my head, I engulfed as much of her C-cup tits, one at a time, as I could. I paid special attention to her nipples, licking, sucking and lightly biting. Her breathing was getting heavier and more shallow, her moans were louder with anticipation as to what was to come. I continued kissing down her body with my next stop being that sensitive area just above her pubic region, the underwear line (if she had been wearing any). I slowly licked her from the front, around to her left hip, tracing the imaginary line with my tongue. I slowly, keeping my tongue pressed lightly to her skin, traced the same line back around to her right hip. I could smell, from there, the scent of her very wet pussy. I knew that I was teasing her, that I was driving her crazy. I could tell by her moans that she was rather frustrated that I would not just get on with business, but her gyrations told me that she liked the treatment she was getting. I continued licking down the front of her right thigh, kissing softly around, but never making contact with, her pussy. I licked her inner right thigh down to her knee and back up. Lightly grazing her virgin slit with my tongue, I crossed over and did the same thing to her left thigh. She was pulling at my head with all of the strength she had, begging me to put my mouth on her most sacred place. She was driving her hips up to meet my licking, partially spreading her lips with each thrust. “Daddy….PLEASE!!!!!” That’s all she needed to say. I pushed her legs as wide as they would go, revealing her wetness and willing cunt. I went directly for her clit with my mouth and as I sucked it in, she let out a loud sigh. “Yessssssss… Oh…My…..MMMMMM.” I let my tongue fall down to her virgin entrance and pressed it firmly inside as far as it would go. Her hips bucked up to meet me and she started to fuck my tongue. I held my face in one place as she worked her pussy on it. When her hips fell for the last time, my tongue was firmly in place on her clit. I started lick it vigorously and then sucked it back into my mouth. About this time she let out a loud scream. “Daddy….I’m CUMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!” Her hips were thrashing violently, but with the pressure of my hands on her legs and my suction on her clit, I never broke contact. Her pussy began to gush, and again I was pleased that my daughter was a squirter. Her fluids quickly smeared across my face and ran down her ass to the sheets below, leaving the start of what would become a giant wet spot. I laid there on top of her, gently kissing her still very sensitive clit. Her body shook with each touch as I caressed her body with my hands. As her orgasm subsided, she cleared her throat and looked down to me. “Daddy, that was amazing. I am completely ready for you to finally enter me. Take my virginity please dad. Make me yours. Make love to me like I know only you can.” Without saying a word, I moved up her body, never breaking eye contact. I leaned in to kiss her, and she wrapped her arms around my neck to pull me in. She kissed me deeply, tasting all of her fluids. She bucked her hips, again, trying to get me into her. I resisted as I continued to make out with my lovely daughter. She groaned in frustration. “Daddy, I am begging you, please fuck me.” “I told you, baby, I am not going to just fuck you. I am going to make love to you.” With that, I pushed myself up and brought my knees forward. I positioned myself between her spread legs and started to rub my cock head up and down her pussy, starting at her clit. With each pass I put more and more pressure until finally I pushed the head in to her tight, virgin opening. It was the first time that my cock had touched my daughter’s sexy heaven. The feeling was intense as I thought about the fact that I was not only taking another girl’s virginity, but my own daughter’s. To top it off, I was taking her virginity in the very bed that she was conceived in 18 short years ago. “Are you certain you want this baby?” I asked before I made my entrance. “Yes daddy. I have never been surer about anything.” I started to slowly grind my cock into her. She was incredibly tight, since she had never had so much as a finger inside of her. (She later told me that she had also learned about Kegel exercises, and did them regularly.) This was truly unchartered territory, and knowing that made the moment so much more intense. As I slowly pushed into her more, I could feel her lips, slick with her love juices stretch around my 6 inch cock, and her velvety walls close in around it. She winced in pain, not due to breaking her hymen, as that had been broken by her being so active in athletics, but due to her tightness and the stretching. My daughter, my princess, was no longer a virgin. Her father, me, was the one who had the honor of deflowering her. It was a moment that can only be described as amazing. No porn producer or story writer could have ever come up with a scene as magnificent as this. After several minutes of slowly pushing in, pulling part way out, and pushing in a little deeper, I was finally completely in her, balls deep. Our eyes never broke contact. She was looking into me, not just at me. She had a look of passion, love, lust and pleasure all in one. I held myself in her for a few moments to allow her to adjust to having me inside of her. “I love you daddy.” She said as she started to grind her hips into me. I took this as my clue that she was adjusted properly and I began to rock in time with her grinding. With each in stroke I pushed as deeply as I could. With each pull out, I left just the head in before plunging back into her. I started to massage her clit with the thumb of my right hand as I played with her nipples with my left. She started to moan louder and grind harder. I could tell that she was on the verge of another climax so I picked up my pace to meet hers. Within minutes she was thrashing about the bed wildly under me. I could feel her pussy gushing around my cock so I pulled out and felt her squirt with more pressure than I ever imagined possible. I kept my thumb on her clit until she relaxed on the bed. I gave her a moment to gather herself and asked her, “Are you good?” “Yes daddy. Please let’s keep going. I need to feel your cum in me!” I rolled her over to her stomach and got her up on her hands and knees. I got her to arch her back just right and positioned her entrance perfectly. I knelt behind her and slowly eased my throbbing unit into her from the rear. Now I have to be honest, I don’t know everything there is to know about the female anatomy, but what I do know, what I have experienced at least, is that a woman’s pussy gets much tighter in the doggy style position. Normally I save that position for last, because it always makes me cum faster. But today, with my daughter, I was feeling like a rock star, and I had the stamina of Ron Jeremy. Once I was completely in her from the rear, I told her to reach back and play with her clit, if she wanted. She did. I told her that I would let her control the pace, that all she had to do was rock back and forth on my cock as I stood still. And she did. She started slow at first, but as her hand quickened on her clit, her rocking on my cock got faster. “Oh yes daddy! You are a great lover and a great teacher. I already love fucking you. Please don’t ever stop.” She started to rock faster and faster as another climax was building. I looked down at her beautiful ass, her tight little hole staring up at me. I decided to lick my thumb and work it into her virgin ass. With my right thumb thoroughly lubed with my spit, I placed it on her anal entrance and started putting pressure. She stopped rocking on my cock, wondering what I was doing. “Keep going baby, you will enjoy this, I promise.” I told her as I thrust my cock deep into her. She resumed her rocking, and with each move back towards me, I pushed my thumb in a little deeper. Finally, after a few minutes of easing my thumb into her, I was in to the third knuckle. This sent new sensations through her body as she frigged her clit hard and slammed herself onto my cock. It did not take long after that for her to have another glass shattering, screaming orgasm, with yet more fluids added to our already sizable wet spot. She collapsed on the bed in front of me, my cock pulling out of her pussy, my thumb from her ass. “Oh, daddy, mom was right, you are a great lover.” “Funny thing is, I have never gone this long or had her cum as much as you have with her.” “Good for me! Sucks for her!” she said as she was catching her breath. “Ok, so what’s next daddy? Can I ride you?” “Absolutely!” I laid on my back next to her as she timidly climbed on top of me. Her knees were still weak, hell, her whole body was weak from three back to back squirting orgasms. As she positioned herself above me, she reached between her legs to grab my cock and guide it in. In one swift motion she came down and impaled herself on my six inches of love. She fell forward and her body was shaking with another mini-orgasm so I started to drive my hips up into her. I started kind of slow, but soon picked up my pace. As she was still laying on me she was moaning in my ear letting me know that I was pleasing her in more ways than she could imagine. “Daddy, I just came again!” “I know baby, I could feel your juices gushing out from around my cock.” My cock and balls were completely soaked, the bed sheets ruined. She pushed herself up and brought her knees forward. She held my cock in her by clinching her internal muscles. I reached up with both hands and started playing with her nipples. Her right hand fell to my chest for balance as her left went to work frigging her clit again. She started to slowly grind on my cock, and as she regained strength her pace got faster. “Oh daddy, you feel so good inside me. I am glad you made me wait these last two years. I was not ready for this at 16, but from now on, no more waiting. You are the only man I ever want to make love to. I am yours forever.” “Thanks baby,” I said in between breaths as I could feel my balls start to tighten, “I know that there will be other guys that you fuck, but you will come to daddy for a good love making session.” I began to force my hips up to meet with her grinding pace. Our rhythm was in sync. “Fill me with your cum daddy. Fill me up!” “Uhhgggffnneff….I’m cumming baby, I…..ahhh….ohhhhh!!!!” At the very moment the first of 6 strings of cum shot into my baby girl’s cunt, she had another mind bending orgasm which threw her body on top of mine. I pumped several smaller strings into her as her muscles involuntarily milked my cock dry. We fell asleep, her on top of me, me still inside of her. We were laying in a mixture of our love on the sheets below us. It was heavenly Sometime during our post-sex nap, Bethany had rolled off of me, but was still lying naked next to me with as much of her body in contact with mine as possible. The feeling of our bodies together was amazing. I was brought back to reality from my sleep by her voice. I laid there with my eyes closed, pretending to still be asleep, as I listened to her talking on the phone. "Hey!" she said. "Oh my God. It was amazing... no, fucking amazing. And that does not do a good job of describing it!" There was a pause as she listened to the person on the other end. I could only assume it was Riley. "Hell yes I came. I came like 5 times. The sheets on their bed are completely soaked!" "Yes, he came inside me. That was a great feeling. I could feel his cock pumping and the cum shooting inside of me. That is what sent me over the edge the last time." "No, it did not hurt. Well, a little at first since I was so tight. But it was a good hurt. The stretching of my lips around him, and feeling my walls close in around his cock, mmm... you have no idea. It is a good thing we learned about those pussy exercises. It allowed me to keep him in me when we were changing positions. Also, it will help tighten me back up after every time we do it." "Are you kidding me? YES!!! I am going to do it as much as I can. He thinks that now I will end up fucking other guys, and him too, but I won't. There is no way I will ever be pleased by a guy the way he did. I don't know, maybe sometime in the distant future, I will find a man to be with in a relationship, but one thing is for sure, as long as he is willing, he will be my number one." "Well, Ri, honestly, we fucked for almost an hour. I am sure he would love to, but don't be disappointed if he does not have the strength. When we were done, I passed out on top of him with his cock still in me. I just now woke up to call you. He is still lying here asleep." "Sure, come on over, the door is unlocked. We are in my parents' room. I mean, I agree, the sooner the better, but be prepared for him to tell you another time." "Oh, I hope he doesn't either. It was so fantastic, I can't wait for you to enjoy it. And I can't wait for all three of us to have a good time together." "Ok, see you in a minute." I opened my eyes as Bethany was hanging up the phone. She laid back down on the same pillow as I and started to rub her hand up and down my chest. "Hey baby," I said, "Are you ok?" "Yes daddy, I am more than ok. I am great. I just lost my virginity to the most important man in my life." "So, no regrets?" I asked. "Life is too short for regrets, daddy, but no, never. I have never been so happy!" "Well, I am glad baby girl." "But dad, I want to clarify something. Just before you came, you said that there would be other guys that I would fuck. That may become true as life goes on, but for right now, I can say with 100% certainty that you are the only man I will have touching me." "Well, as flattered as I am, that is not realistic baby. Especially once you go off to college. There are going to be plenty of guys that are going to show you attention and as sure as the day is long, you will fall for one. And you never know, " I said half jokingly, "Now with your sexual awakening, you may end up fucking Mark." "HA HA," she laughed, "I have actually thought about that. But I would only do it if Riley was ok with it, and if you knew about it." Stunned. That would be the best way to describe my feeling after hearing that. But surprisingly enough, I was actually turned on by it. I was imagining this family of fuck-hungry people. I could see, in that moment, Riley and my wife, My son and daughter, Me and the three women..... I was thinking of the possibilities when all of a sudden I was broken from my trance. "Wow! You were not kidding Beth, the sheets are soaked!" Riley said as she came in the doorway to my room. I was lying on the bed, naked, the covers nowhere in sight. Beneath me was the huge wet spot that was created during my love making to my beautiful daughter. Riley came over to the bed and sat down next to me at my midsection. "I told you!" Bethany laughed, "These sheets are ruined. Well maybe not ruined, but we will need to wash them before mom gets home!" "Good God Bethany!" Riley said as she reached for my flaccid, sticky cock "You really soaked your old man!" She started to stroke me and then bent over to put her mouth on me. She sucked my cock slowly, bringing it back to attention. I laid there with one hand behind my head, and the other around my naked daughter as we watched her friend blow me. "MMM, and it tastes so wonderful too!" Riley said as she took a break. "So, how about it Mr. D., are you up for taking another virginity today?" "Well, I think I can manage that." I replied in my most serious voice. She stood up and started undressing. At the same time Bethany also got up and off the bed. "Well, I am going to get dressed and go out for a while and leave you two at it." Bethany said. "No Bethany," Riley said as she started to position herself to continue sucking me, "You don't have to leave." "No, I want too. I had you leave. I shared a special time for my first time with him. You deserve the same. There will be plenty of times when the three of us can get together, but for your first, it needs to be something special with just you and him." Bethany walked over to the side of the bed and leaned in to kiss Riley. They shared a long intimate and passionate tongue kiss. Riley's hand fell to my cock and she started to stroke me while I was watching her make out with my daughter. After Bethany broke away from the kiss, she leaned over to me and started to kiss me deeply. I placed my hands on either side of her face, running my fingers through her blonde hair. At the same time, Riley started going back down on me. She was sucking me slowly while I was making out with my daughter. Bethany leaned in to my neck and whispered in my ear. "Thank you daddy. You are amazing. I love you so much." "I love you too baby. Please be careful while you are out." "I will. And I will call before I come home to make sure you are done." "OK." She stood up and started towards the door to her own room. As she walked past Riley she ran her hands down her body, starting at the top of her bobbing head down her back to her ass where she gave her a loving slap. "You two have fun. I know you will!" After Bethany went to her room to put on some clothes, I pulled Riley up so we were face to face. I wrapped my arms around her and started kissing her. I could taste my daughter's pussy that had been transferred from my cock in Riley's mouth. She had her jet black hair pulled back into a tight pony tail. I ran my fingers through her pony tail and started to lightly caress her soft tan skin. I was still on my back and she was on her left side to my right. Her right leg was draped over my legs and I could feel the heat escaping her virgin cunt on my thigh. We kissed each other and enjoyed our body contact until Bethany came back in the room. "Ok ya'll, I'm outta here!" I looked at my beautiful daughter standing in my door way. She was wearing a short denim skirt, a white spaghetti strap tank top and no bra. She had on a pair of black flip flop sandals. Simply stated, she looked amazing. From the distance of 10 feet, from where my head was to the doorway she was standing in, I could see her perky tits topped off with her nipples. "You need to be careful going out like that baby girl. You are likely to be picked up by some guy and I will lose you to him." I commented. "No way daddy. Like I have already told you, you are it! I just feel awakened and I want to flaunt what only you can have." "Well you look hot. Have fun, be careful!" After Bethany went down the steps, Riley and I continued our kissing and fondling. She was lightly stroking my cock and running her hands up and down my body. After we heard the front door close and Bethany's truck pull out of the driveway Riley looked up at me. "Ok Mr. D., the coast is clear. Lets have some fun!" she started to climb on top of me. I stopped her. "I am going to tell you like I told Bethany earlier. There is no rush. I am not going to just fuck you. Not for your first time at least. You need to know what love and passion is. I want you to enjoy every moment we have to share." "Hum, OK..." she said, half disappointed, half questioning. We continued to kiss as I let my hands explore her body more. We had only been together the one time a month ago. Today was only the second time she had sucked a cock, and it showed. She still had a lot to learn and I was going to take the time to show her the ropes. "Riley, I just want you to know that Mrs. D. commented on how good you tasted off my fingers last night. She said that she would really like to taste it first hand. She thinks that you may be the girl from our fantasies. If we play our cards right, you will be joining us. It may not happen until Mark goes back and Bethany starts college. I told her that you would be staying around here for the year going to community college. She is excited to 'work' on you." "Oh man, I can't wait." "And this needs to stay between us. I am sure Bethany will find out soon enough IF it happens, but I feel you should know this." I said. "I think Mrs. D. is going to try and take Mark's virginity today. If she succeeds, think of the possibilities. Especially once Bethany knows. All 5 of us will be one big happy fuck family." "MMMM that sounds fun." "But like I said, keep this to yourself. I think Mark will try to pretend he is still a virgin." "As will I." she said with a sly grin. We started kissing again. I rolled her over on her back, with me on top of her. She was not as anxious as Bethany as she did not try to rock her hips up to meet my aching hard cock. Supporting myself on both elbows, I rested my body on hers. Her D-cup tits were pressed firmly against my chest as we started to make out again. I could tell she was nervous, so I took my time. I kissed her deeply and slowly started moving down to her neck. I kissed, lightly nibbled and licked her neck. I made my way up to her left ear and took her ear lobe into my mouth. She started to breathe heavily, but was still seemingly nervous. "Riley, are you sure you are ok with this?" "Yes sir." I continued kissing and licking on her neck as I slowly worked my way down to her chest. Much in the same way I treated Bethany, I teased all around her big tits, lightly brushing her nipples with my tongue as I passed over them to the other side. She let out a deep breath and then a low moan. She was becoming more visibly relaxed as she brought her hands up and lightly placed them on either side of my head. Her encouragement was not as forceful to suck on her tits as Bethany's had been, but still she was lightly pushing my head to engulf her swollen nipples. After a few long minutes of lightly kissing and licking around her tits and nipples I quickly took her left nipple into my mouth and started to suck and nibble. She spread her legs a bit more and gyrated her hips up to me. I was positioned so my cock would not make entrance, but I could feel her heat and wetness below me. After sucking her left tit, I moved over to her right, treating it as I had the first. She moaned a little louder this time letting me know that she was relaxed and enjoying my company. She pressed her tits together with her arms allowing me to suck on both nipples at the same time. This is something that my wife would do often, but Bethany, with her smaller C-cups, had not done. I sucked both nipples hard, nibbling and licking in between breaths. She was eager for me to continue as she started begging me to fuck her. "Mr. D., I need you in me so bad. Please, I am begging you. I need you!" "In due time my love, in due time." I started kissing down her body, from under her tits to her belly. When I got to her trim landing strip I licked her down, following the straight line. When I reached the top of her slit, she bucked her hips, encouraging me to go on and lick her. I didn't. Instead, I licked back up and down it a few times, lightly, to tease her. Then, as I did with Bethany, I started to kiss down the top of her right thigh. Once I got down to her knee I moved to the inside of her thigh and licked back up. I paid special attention to the crease between her leg and pussy before teasing her willing clit while crossing over to the left side. Once on the left side I licked down her inner thigh and back up to the top of her leg. She moaned with frustrated pleasure as I teased her in that manner a few times. Finally, on my last pass over her clit, she forcefully put her hands on my head and pushed me down as she raised her hips. I obliged and went directly for her clit. She started to moan loudly and gyrate. I sucked on her swollen love button, working my tongue around it as I kept a constant suction on her. This drove her crazy. I barely had a chance to lick down to her virgin entrance before she was in the throes of her first orgasm. "Oh Mr. D. You eat pussy so fucking good! That's it...suck my clit. Suck my young virgin pussy. Make....Me....Oh....I....am....CUMMMMMMING!!!!!" I continued working her clit until her thrashing became so violent that I was knocked away from her. After her orgasm subsided I slowly moved up her body, kissing and licking as I made my way back up to face her. With each lick and kiss her body shuddered. She kept making the guttural sounds that only a woman experiencing a euphoric moment could. She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in to kiss her. She probed her tongue around my mouth as we shared a passionate moment. She then pulled her face away and went to licking around my goatee and cheeks. It seemed as though she did not want any of her juices gone to waste. Although she was not a squirter like my daughter, she was plenty wet enough and she had ample juices to clean off my face. "MMM, I just love the way my pussy taste!" she said as she finished her licking. By this time, my cock was not fully rigid. Under normal circumstances it would have been, but since I had just an hour or so before had an earth shaking cum myself, and since, for the last 10 minutes I had not had any stimulation of my own, it had started to wane. I pushed myself up to my knees and leaned back, extending my legs towards her head, against the foot board of our sleigh, queen size bed. I reached forward and grabbed her hands to pull her up. "I want you to suck my cock some more. Get it back hard, and if you are still willing and ready, still sure, I will take your virginity." "Mr. D., let me first tell you," she started to say as she reached forward to stroke my cock, "I absolutely love Bethany. Like lover type love, more than just best friend/sister type love. But I also find myself feeling emotionally connected with you." Tears formed in her eyes as a rush of emotions over took her body. "I am falling in love with you too. And I know it is not fair of me to say that, especially since you have Mrs. D. and Bethany in your life. I can't ask you to extend the same love to me, but there is one thing for sure, I am totally wrapped up by you and want you to be my first. And in all honesty, my only. I will fuck your son to keep up appearances, but I know I will never have the feelings for him as I do you." I was silent, taking in all that she just said. At first I thought 'oh great, now I have 3 women that will be jealous of who I am with when they are not around.' Then my thoughts turned to the possibilities of what could come out of this. I sat staring at Riley sobbing, her hand still stroking my cock, slowly bringing it back to life. I came to the realization that this would not be a bad thing. I now had 3 sexy women that would do all my bidding, that would be at my beck and call. I had three women, that soon enough, would all know about each other, and be OK with it!!! There was no need to have reservations as I had just become the luckiest man on Earth. I reached forward to wipe the tears from Riley's face and to comfort her. "Riley, you have been a part of this family nearly all your life. I love you too. I know Bethany loves you as well. Although she as never verbalized it to me, she looks at you the same way I look at my wife, the same way they both look at me. Mrs. D. and I will be exceedingly happy to have you in our family, as our lover. Mark and Bethany as well. Once everything is out in the open, I want you to move in with us. You can stay in whatever room, with any of us. We will be a true family." Although she kept the tears flowing, her face brightened up and a smile formed on her face. She looked at me with love and passion in her eyes as she leaned forward to kiss me. We shared another passionate kiss before she slowly let her face fall to my aching manhood. She started to suck me slowly. It was different than it had been just a few minutes before, when she first came into my room, sex hungry. It was different than it had been a month ago when I taught my girls how to suck and deep throat. No, this time it was meticulous. This time she was working on showing me her true love and affection. She was making out with my cock, slowly and deliberately as she had seen my wife do the night before. She was channeling all of her emotions to her mouth and tongue, working me over like a champ. All that she lacked just a little while before seem to become instinct with her confession of love to me, and mine to her. She was making our relationship official. I was happy to oblige. "Baby, you are doing such a great job. Ah yes, you have learned more in the last few minutes than my wife ever has." "MMM" is all she replied with her lips sealed tightly around my shaft. After Riley sucked me back to my full state of arousal I pulled her back up to face me. Again, I started to kiss her with the most passion that I could muster. She let her hand fall to my cock and continued to stroke me, slowly. After a few tugs, I pulled her hands up and wrapped them around my body. I, too, wrapped my hands around the body of my new lover. I held her in an embrace that only true lovers can share. I pulled my face away and looked her in her eyes and told her I loved her. My next move was to lay her back down on the bed, on her back. I positioned myself on my knees between her legs. "Are you absolutely sure you want this?" I asked again as I started to rub the head of my swollen love tool up and down her slit. "Yes, sir. I don't just want it, I need it." she said quietly. I scooted a bit closer to her to apply more pressure with my cock with each pass over her love slit. After the third time down, she arched her back, raised her hips and I partially entered her virgin entrance. Her face scrunched as she winced in pain. Although she was thoroughly lubricated, she was just as tight, if not tighter than my daughter had been. I placed my right thumb on her love switch and started to rub with firm but gentle pressure as I eased more of my 6 inches into her. I looked down to admire my 3 inches of girth stretching her bald, virgin lips. She let out a low moan as I continued working myself into her tight entrance. Just like my daughter, Riley's hymen had be broken due to being a very athletic person. Once I got about half way in, I started to slowly pull out and gently work back in. Riley had her hands on my lower back, just above my ass and was pushing me, encouraging me to go deeper into her. After I worked the first 3 inches in and out of her, never letting my cock head exit, I plunged slowly all the way in. It seemed that her tight cunt sucked my cock in like a vacuum until I was balls deep into her, our pelvic bones mashed together. I stopped grinding to allow her to adjust to having me in her. "Mr. D. Oh my God, you feel amazing inside of me!" she cried out as I could feel her velvety walls clinching and releasing around my shaft. I thought for a moment that since I was now fucking her, had taken her virginity, she could call me by my first name, or anything she wanted that was not as formal as 'Mr. D.', but I decided that I liked that she was calling me that. It gave me a sense of authority over my new, young lover. She started to grind her hips into mine. I leaned forward to fondle her perky D-cup and play with her nipples. I brought my mouth to her left nipple and started to suck as I was grinding into her slowly. She pulled my face up to hers and began kissing me with animal-like aggression. "Fuck me like you fucking mean it!" she said, looking deep into my eyes breaking our kiss. I leaned back up, grabbed her tits roughly and started to ram my cock into her cunt with as much force as I could. As I was driving my cock as deep as I could, I was using my tight grip on her tits to pull her body into my every thrust. She instinctively reached for her clit with her right hand and started to ferociously rub it. Every few strokes she would rub her hand down with my cock splitting the gap between her middle and ring fingers to feel me pounding in and out of her. I looked at the face of my lover, my daughter's best friend, and could see her eyes rolling back in her head. She pressed her head firmly down into the pillow, my wife's pillow, and arched her back. She was letting out moans and screams that can only be released by someone experiencing total bliss. I knew that she was about to cum. I started to pinch her nipples and squeeze her perfect breasts even tighter. My rhythm picked up and I started slamming her with every ounce of energy I had. Her pussy was becoming more and more wet, and the sound of my cock working in the moisture was filling the room. My balls were slapping against her ass. Her right hand was now a blur as she was rubbing her little bud as fast as she could. Suddenly, with out warning, her eyes snapped open, almost crazed like, and she gripped my right arm with her left hand tightly. "Holy! Fucking! Shit! OH! MY! FUCKING! GEEZ! GOD! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" She screamed through clinched teeth in between breaths. As her bucking started to slow and her second orgasm of the morning began to gently calm, I pulled my cock out and laid down beside her. "Riley, you ok baby?" "Yes, sir! That was amazing.That is the hardest cum I have ever had!" She rolled over on top of me. She positioned her still sensitive, no longer virgin, cunt over my rock hard member. Instead of letting it make entrance, she forced it up and pressed it against my stomach. She started to rub her wetness up and down the length of my shaft. She did this for several minutes while we kissed passionately. Slowly she started kissing down my body and just before reaching my sticky wet cock, she looked up at me. "I need to give my pussy a little break. I don't think I can take you again for a few minutes." I nodded my approval. "Besides, I just have to taste myself off of you." She then lowered her mouth over my cock and started to slowly suck. She was savoring her flavor off of me.She sucked with purpose and licked my damp balls. She was treating me as her lover and had my head spinning. At her pace and amount of sucking, I was nowhere near cumming. I was just enjoying the feeling. For 10 minutes she treated me in this manner. After she was satisfied, and sure that her pussy could take another pounding, she sat up and grabbed my wife's pillow. She had me stand up on the floor at the side of the bed. She put the pillow length wise under her body and straddled it, making sure that her pussy was exactly in the center. She then leaned over and put her face in the wet spot that had been created by Bethany. She inhaled a deep breath. "Ahh, I just love the smell of Bethany's sex." Then, she looked back at me with a seductive, devious look. "I want you to pound my pussy hard, make me wet, cum in me....all on Mrs. D's pillow. Tonight, I want her to smell my sex, our sex. I want her to have a preview of what she will gladly be given." At first I thought it was a bad idea. I mean, I was not even sure if I would let on to my wife that I had fucked either of the girls. Especially if she came back and said that her mission with our son was unsuccessful. After only a moment of thought, my dirty mind reverted back to reality, and the thought and knowledge that my wife would be laying her head on the very spot where I had fucked Riley was an intense turn on. I looked down at my lover, she had her hand under herself, diddling her clit. I positioned myself behind her and started to rub my cock from her tight virgin asshole to her love tunnel and back up. She was rocking her hips, grinding on her hand and the pillow, smearing her wetness on it. Her face was still firmly down on the wet spot and she was inhaling deeply with every breath. Truth be told, I could have probably have done nothing. With her own stimulation and the smell of the sex I had with my daughter an hour earlier would have probably been enough to push her to her own climax. But lets get real. What man in his right mind would let a displayed, 18 year old, tight pussy go to waste? Not this one!! With her next hip rock upwards, I slid my entire length into her. And just as it had been with every other female I have known, the doggy style position made her pussy incredibly tight. Tighter than just moments before. She let out a loud moan as I put my hands on her hips and started to pull her into my fuck strokes. I started slow, and without any real rhythm. I would alternate the depth of my cock with each stroke, but I never took my cock all the way out. The suction and tightness of her pussy was driving me closer to the brink of another mind numbing orgasm. I knew that I needed to be slow and deliberate with my fucking or else I would be cumming like a teenager, way too soon. "Oh Mr. D...You feel so fucking good." Riley moaned with anticipation. I started to pick up my pace and get into a set rhythm, one that she could grind with, one that was sure to bring us both to the point of extreme pleasure at the same time. I brought my right thumb up to my mouth, as I had with Bethany, and got it well lubricated with my spit. Once I was satisfied that it was lubricated enough to insert into her ass, I grabbed her pony tail with my left hand and placed my thumb at the entrance to her ass. I pulled her head up by her pony tail and started to push my thumb into her. Unlike Bethany, she did not pause in her fucking. She moaned and pushed her ass back, encouraging me to keep going. And that I did. With one motion, I pushed my thumb into her willing ass and she let out a scream in both pain in pleasure. This set something off inside of her and she started to buck wildly against me. I was now finger banging her ass and pounding her pussy for all I was worth all while pulling her head back forcefully by her pony tail. It only took about two minutes of this before we were both in the throes of our mutual orgasm. I felt her ass tighten around my thumb and her pussy clamp tightly around my cock. "OOOOHHHH GOOOOOODDDDDDDD I AMMM CUMMMMMMIIIIINNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!" she screamed. "Fuck yes!!!" I grunted back as I started to spill copious amounts of cum into her. I shot 5 thick strings of my love seed into her. I thrust deeper into her as I felt her cunt milk every last drop out. I collapsed on top of her and kissed the back of her neck. "I love you Mr. D." she told me "I love you too." We returned to laying normal on the bed, but not before she made sure our love cocktail was well smeared on my wife's pillow. After laying there for about 10 minutes she suggested that we take a shower. I agreed and we got up and headed for the bathroom. "Riley, go on and get the water the temperature that you like, I will join you after I call Bethany to tell her we are done." "Ok!" she replied with an excited, relaxed tone. I grabbed my cell phone off the night stand and dialed my daughter. "Hello?" "Hey baby girl, what are you up to?" "Oh nothing really, I just came to the mall to walk around and window shop. Is everything ok?" "Yes baby, everything is great. I was just calling to let you know that Riley and I are done. We are getting ready to hop in the shower. You can come home any time you want." "Oh, ok, great! How was it?" "It was great. Don't tell her, but it was not as great as you, but still very, very good!" "Well, good, I am glad daddy! I will be home in a little while." "Ok, be careful. I love you." "I will, love you too, bye." As I set the phone back down on the night stand and turned towards the master bath, I felt my heart start to beat hard and I had this feeling that I cannot describe in my chest. It was not the feeling and heart beating of a person who had just had marathon sex with two, 18 year old, virgins in the same morning. No, it was the feeling like a man gets when he first feels an emotional attachment to a person. It was the feeling, the butterflies, that a man gets when love is something new. I really don't have any better way to describe them. I slid open the shower door and my heart skipped a beat. There, standing in the steamy hot water of my shower was Riley. Her tan skin shimmering with the hot water rolling down her body. She had taken her jet black hair out of its pony tail and it was hanging down to just below her shoulders. She really was beautiful. I really did love her. As I stepped in, she turned to face me. She pulled me into the spray of the shower and, without a word, leaned in for a kiss. I wrapped my arms around my young lover and made out with her while the hot water poured down over us. All of our kisses, from the first time, have always had a sense of passion behind them. But this one was different. This one reminded me of how my wife and I use to kiss. Of how we still kissed from time to time, but not as often. It reminded me of the kisses I had shared with Bethany. This kiss with Riley was deep. Sure, there was passion and lust, but there was something else. Something that I can't put into words. But one thing is sure, It felt good. It felt right. Breaking our kiss, but never letting her eyes release mine, she reached for the soap. She put a good amount on the poofy thing (I am not sure what it is called, I am a man after all), and began gently washing and caressing my body. She made sure she did a good job of cleaning me top to bottom, paying special attention to my flaccid penis. The entire time she was washing me, her eyes never left mine. After she was done washing me, she handed me the poofy thing. "My turn." I added more soap and began to rub her down. I ran my hands down my lover's body. Her skin was so soft, her eyes were peering into my soul. I was lost in the moment as I kept washing her all over. I got a good amount of lather in my left hand and slowly slid it down her stomach to her pussy. She parted her legs slightly and then put her hand on top of mine as I began to wash her. A low moan escaped her mouth. "This is yours, as long as you want it." She said. After we were both thoroughly clean, we held each others soap slick bodies together under the shower spray. We had just finished rinsing each other when the water started to run cold. I had no idea that we had been in the shower for so long. We stepped out of the shower and started to dry each other off when we heard the front door open. It was Bethany. "Hey! You guys decent?" she said with a laugh. "Hey baby, we are just getting out of the shower and drying off." I yelled back. By the time I got the words out, Bethany was standing in the bathroom door way. "So Ri, how was it?" "Absolutely amazing Beth, so fucking great!" Riley responded, giving me a loving smile. "I am glad you enjoyed it. I told you it would be good." The conversation between the two continued while Riley and I got some clothes on. I put on some khakis shorts and Riley just put on her thong and bra. "So, how was the mall?" I asked. "Well, dad, funny you should ask. Something fun happened to me." "Go on..." "Well, I was on a high, glowing if you will, thinking about the incredible morning I had just shared with my dad. I could feel my pussy getting wet, and since I am not wearing any panties, I am sure that if the wind would have hit it just right, I would have cum! Anyways, as I was walking past the food court, I felt some wetness starting to run down my legs. I decided to go into the bathroom to see if I was really THAT wet. When I got into the stall, I put my hand between my legs and when I looked, it was your cum flowing out of me. Not wanting it to go to waste, I gathered what had come out and stuck it in my mouth. Well, this turned me on so much that I decided to prop my leg up on the toilet and get as much out of me to taste as possible. Well, one thing led to another and there I was, in a public bathroom, rubbing my clit and tasting my dad's cum out of me. I lost all sense of inhibitions and began moaning. I did not know it at first, but another woman, probably about mom's age, had come into the stall next to me. Just as I was about to cum, she asked me if I was ok. I screamed 'YES' as I squirted a lot of my fluids on the wall separating us. I could not stop though. I kept rubbing and fingering, trying to get more cum out. I noticed that my first squirt was dripping down the wall and onto the floor. I looked down and saw this lady's hand catching some of it. When there was a small pool in her hand, she removed it and I heard her moan. She asked me to unlatch my door so she could join me. Without thinking I did as she asked and when she entered she immediately got down on her knees in front of me. As I said, she was probably mom's age, or a little older. She was not attractive, but she did have her white shirt completely unbuttoned and no bra on, showing me her saggy tits. I told her that I was getting my daddy's cum out of me and got so turned on that I had to rub one out. She wanted me to continue and squirt on her face and chest. She never tried to touch me, and I would not have let her anyways, and I continued rubbing and tasting. She sat there on her knees, playing with her own nipples watching intently with her mouth open and tongue out. In a matter of a minute or two I was cumming again. This time I directed my squirt at her, moving closer to her face. I gave that poor lady a shower in my love juice. It was all over her face, in her hair and mouth and was dripping down her chest. Her shirt was drenched. I did not know I had that much left in me. After I came down from my orgasm, she stood up, said thank you and started buttoning her shirt without drying off. Her white shirt clung to her heavy breasts and became see through almost immediately. She walked out, face and hair all wet, with a big smile on her face. A few paces behind her, I walked out. Her husband was standing there waiting for her and asked her what happened. "Oh, the damn sink went nuts when I started to wash my hands." was what she told him. I made eye contact with her, gave her a smile and wink and walked out." "Wow Beth," Riley piped up, "That is hot! I love it when you squirt in my face. When your dad was fucking me, from behind, on your mom's pillow, hehe, I had my face buried in your wet spot. I kept smelling you and imagining you squirting on me!" By this point, we were all sitting back on the bed. Riley was next to me, with her legs crossed indian style. Bethany was across from us, sitting in the same manner, showing off her panty-less pussy. I did not think it was possible, but my cock was starting to grow again. After listening to my daughter talk about her random encounter in the ladies room at the mall, and sitting there gazing at her pert breast through her tank top and her bald, bare pussy, all I wanted was to fuck again. As I was about to suggest it, Bethany piped up. "Dad, did you cum in Riley?" "Yes honey, of course I did." "Riley, come here and take your panties off." she said as she laid down. "I am still hungry for cum, I want to eat your pussy until I get it all out." Riley did as she was told and straddled my daughter's face. Just as they were getting started, my cell phone rang. "Hello?" "Hey honey!" "Hi, how is your day?" "It is good," my wife replied, "How is yours?" "Great!" "Good. I just wanted to let you know that we are all packed and loaded. We will be home in about 2 hours." "Good, good, be careful." "I will." "Was your mission a success?" I asked of my wife. "Yes, it was. We will talk about it later." "Mark is there and awake I take it?" "Exactly." "Just say yes or no, was it all you hoped?" "Yes, and more." "Good." "What are you doing?" She asked me. "I am sitting here watching our daughter eat my cum out of Riley." I told her, since she admitted her mission was a success. "Oh, so your day was a success too?" "Yes it was, I will tell you all about it when you get here. See you soon. I love you!" "I can't wait to hear all about it. I love you too!"

LETTER XX You may well scold me for my prolonged silence, for it is nearly a month since I sent you what you call the most damnably exciting letter you ever read. The truth is that our repeated orgies, at last, became too much for me. The one I last described inaugurated a series of others, much too repetitious for me to reiterate them over and over again, even if the laziness produced by such excesses had allowed me to sit down and pen a letter long enough to occupy hours in the mere mechanical operation of writing it. Suffice it then to tell you that we exhausted every pose and every salacious idea that the wildest imagination and lust could devise in nearly three weeks of those continuous orgies, which were twice as stimulating from the delicious accompaniments of triple incest and incestuous sodomy. Never, never was I so rapturously stimulated to superhuman efforts. However Nature, overworked, asserted her will and taught me that unless I recruited my failing powers by rest and quiet I should sink beneath the effort. So, unwillingly taking my leave of this most amiable and delightful family, I departed and sought repose and re-invigoration in the quiet retreat of St. Valery, where healthful sea breezes and invigorating baths renewed the energies lost in the wildest debauches that insatiable lust ever prompted. I see that while congratulating me on my good fortune in falling into such a good thing, you doubt if ever there was another example of such an intimate union between all the members of any family. Far from being unique, the newspapers frequently hint at the exposures before the magistrates of such intimacies in the lower circles; and be sure, that, for one such exposure, there are hundreds upon hundreds that are never heard of. Doubtless, the conditions which lead to all promiscuously sleeping in the same room, and often the daughters occupying the same bed as their parents, lead imperceptibly to common enjoyment. In the manufacturing districts, it often happens that young girls who prove to be in the family way, confess before the magistrates that their brothers or fathers were the begetters of the illegitimate offspring. A case occurred in the North, and was related to me by the surgeon who delivered the woman, of a mother not more than thirty-two years of age, whose husband having been killed by an accident in the mine, continued to occupy the one-roomed cottage, while the son worked in the mine and lived with his mother. As was natural they slept together to keep each other warm, with the result already stated. But to fly at higher game. In the thirties of this century, Mr. Thompson, a gentleman of fortune in Cornwall, served the office of high sheriff of the county. He was deeply in love with and engaged to be married to, the lovely youngest daughter of a certain admiral, retired from active service, rich and living in the same county, near Bude, I believe. As soon as the bridegroom's year of office was at an end, and all the affairs of the shrievalty settled, the marriage came off with great eclat, if I remember right, in Exeter cathedral. After the usual sumptuous breakfast, the happy couple started on their marriage trip, amid the good wishes of their friends and the hearty cheers of the mob. They drove some twenty-five miles to one of those convenient inns on public roads which at that period served for the altars on which maidenheads were sacrificed. Since then station hotels now serve the same purpose. They dined, and the impatient bridegroom urged his bride to an early retreat and joined her after a sufficient interval had been given her to complete her night toilet and get into bed. The bridegroom had already undressed in his dressing-room, so throwing off his robes in the Chamber he jumped into bed, and with all the ardor of love and passion was into her in a minute, and without thought, or any preliminaries. But once the edge of fierce passion was reduced by this intercourse, he became aware of an unusual projection of belly below him, and also he bethought him of the ease with which he had entered what he expected to find in virgin tightness. He moved off her, and on feeling her belly discovered that she was at least six months gone with child. He taxed her with it, and there was an appearance of innocent surprise as she asked him what he meant. 'I mean that someone else has already been doing to you what I have just done?' 'Oh, yes, Papa has always done that ever, But, you know, Papas has a right to do so.' 'The devil they have! And were you the only one he did it to?' 'Oh, no, both my sisters and I slept with Papa in turns when he did not wish to have two or all.' On hearing this explicit explanation, there was no course left to the poor husband but to rise and quit her at once and forever. He told her to remain in bed, that he must go at once to his sister, and would send for her. He felt that the poor creature, brought up in the innocence of any crime in what had occurred between her and her fond sire, was more to be pitied than scorned; that all the blame was due to the father. All the same, he must and would be free of so horrible a treachery to him as to marry her to him in such a state. He retired, dressed, took a post-chaise, and drove to his sister, who lived within a dozen miles of where he then was. She had been at the marriage, but he knew she would drive home after he had left. He arrived between twelve and one o'clock after all had retired, but he knocked them up and desired them to go and tell his sister that he was there, and must-see her immediately; she need not rise, he would come up to her when she was ready. Accordingly, he was shortly ushered into her room. His pale and haggard look alarmed her greatly, and she at first thought some frightful accident had happened. He told her not to be alarmed, though it was something much more serious than an accident. He took a chair and sat by her bedside, while he recounted the dreadful secret he had gained possession of. She was perfectly horrified and asked what he meant to do in such a dreadful case. 'I shall go post-haste to London tonight, and shall immediately put the matter into my lawyer's hands and, if possible, punish that hoary villain, as well as sue for instant divorce, and have the bastard prevented from inheriting any property of mine. I have loved that girl, and the horrors of the night have nearly upset my reason. But, at any cost, an end must be put to my awful position. She has been brought up to think it was all right, and it would be cruel to leave her where she is. I have therefore come to you, my dear sister, to beg you to drive over early in the morning. Tell her, without mincing your words, of the dreadful position she is in, and see her put into a carriage and sent back to her incestuous home. Tell her that I can never see her again.' He drove up to town. The sister went the next morning and found the poor girl in a dreadful way. She had never closed her eyes, and was pale and haggard with apprehension, although she had not at all realized the terrible position in which she was placed. So long and so early had she been accustomed to the parental incest that she thought it quite natural. So that when the sister explained all and told her she would never see Thompson again, the poor thing, who was really in love with him, fell into hysterical fainting fits, which eventually brought on an abortion with such serious symptoms that, compounded by her despair, also carried her off, and so put an end to any further publication of the event. It also freed her husband, who went abroad and did not return for years after. The father, who had quickly heard of the event, suddenly disappeared with his other daughters, and it was never known where he had fled to until his death, which occurred in an obscure village in Holland. The two now elderly and rich daughters returned and resided in Kent. They engaged a butler who soon won one of them and induced her to marry him. He built a new house on the property, and when last I heard of them the unmarried sister was living with them, and, doubtless, as they had been brought up to share Papa, they now shared the butler, who was not above increasing his wealth by favoring both. But this was all fair fucking, if somewhat incestuous. You remember I kept for some time a girl called Polly, although you were out of the country at the time. This girl was the daughter of a watchmaker. You know the delight I take in ferreting out the early history of all girls I come near, and the tact I have in gaining their full confidence and confession. Well, Polly told me she had been fucked first by her father, shortly after the death of her mother. Of course, once getting a taste of the sugar-stick, her lips longed for variety. She, in turn, seduced her father's young apprentice, who slept in an attic. One day he was fucking her when the father's voice was heard, so the youth got under the sofa, and was a witness to the father's incestuous intercourse. He was foolishly and jealously sulky after Papa's departure, but Polly knew how to tame the young bear, and a delicious fuck completely reconciled him to the event. So, telling him in future to watch for her father leaving her about midnight, and then to come to her arms, she enabled the delighted youth to pass every night with her, although he had to leave her before six in the morning. There was also an elderly lodger on the first floor who had paid her attention, and of course, had her. After this she always slipped down to his floor, locking her door outside for fear of accident. Thus the young hussy gratified her lust with three pricks almost every night. She also initiated her younger brother as soon as he attained age. I parted from her after living with her for several months in consequence of her violent temper and extravagance and finding out that she lavished her money on a low fellow. Long after, I met her accidentally and found her well kept by a high-ranking official, whose duties left her much freedom. She said that she had really liked me, and so earnestly begged for a fuck that I could not refuse her, and often saw her as a friend. Polly used to make me laugh in telling me how she used to deceive me, and that often she had had lovers in the house when I lived with her and that when she had at times retired under the pretense of her stomach being out of order, it was only to get a fresh fuck. It was then she told me of her brother fucking her. Her present keeper allowed him to reside in the house out of regard for her so that he had her at every disengaged moment. On hearing this I asked if he was at home, to which she replied that he was. 'Then go and get fucked and come back to me filled with his sperm,' I said. She gladly did so, for nothing pleased her so much as a rapid succession of pricks, and I had the most delicious fuck in her dripping cunt on her return. After this, I soon introduced the subject of our fucking in common, and doubly with her; for I forgot to tell you that her father had taught her that pleasure had two entrances into her charming person. She was uncommonly fond of every excess and sucked a prick to perfection. She afterward put her younger sister into my hands, who was even hotter than herself. She was a little short but beautifully formed, and so sensitive that she would immediately spend upon even the contact of a finger in her cunt. I have known her to spend violently and with excessive excitement at the mere touch of my prick's point on her cunt's lips. She was a loving and delicious fuck, clinging to me with a closer embrace than I ever experienced, and dying away in excessive delight which is seldom seen. She lent herself to every vagary of my lasciviousness and was altogether a bijou of a loving creature. Alas! She died early. I had Polly's third sister, too, who was worth having but did not equal either of the other two. She is now married to a baronet. You may also remember my telling you that I once had an intrigue with a very fine, tall, superb woman, kept by a noble lord, and who had taken a fancy to me, and as is usual when such is the case, did it all for love, repudiating all pecuniary reward. Her history was as follows: she was one of three equally fine sisters and they had two handsome young brothers. Their father has left a widower in their younger years, and had initiated all the daughters in love's ways. They, of course, imparted their knowledge to their younger brothers, and they became a most attached and loving family, but all in the way of fair fucking. Only once had her father penetrated by the back door, but he had given her such agony and made her bleed, and she had been so very sore for some time after, that she never again allowed that sacred grove to be invaded. Once the ice was fairly broken, they became a happy, united, family sometimes having a general orgy, but more often taking it in turns to change partners each night. I once found her young brother at her house, and as I knew all about him, I winked at her. She took the hint and asked me to come and help her to write a difficult letter. We retired. 'Fuck me at once, dear Harry, my brother has this moment done so. Feel how I am inundated with his spunk.' She threw herself back on the bed as she drew up her clothes, and her cunt was indeed all awash with fuck, so exciting, that I stooped, licked it all up, made her spend again, and then, furious with desire, I rammed my prick home to her heart's content. After this, her brother and I became great friends and we slept together with his sister, and had one or two delicious orgies. I shall give you one more instance out of many others that have come under my own observation. I used to fuck the most delicious, voluptuous young lady, a school companion of a niece, who spent the holidays with my sister when I too was staying in the house. She looked so lewd that I took the opportunity, while swinging her, to lay hold of her full bottom, and compliment her upon its freshness and firmness. She laughed and took it so much as a matter of course that in helping her down I slipped my hand up to her bare bottom to test its reality. Instead of repulsing me, she said she hoped I was satisfied. 'So much so,' said I, 'that I must feel if the front corresponds to so admirable a posterior.' There was no resistance and no prudery. I found all deliciously moist, it was evident she was excited. So, striking while the iron was hot, I led her into the dense shrubbery, and, she nothing loath, I fucked her al fresco. There was no difficulty, for the ground had evidently been plowed before, and she showed her knowledge and common sense by imploring me not to spend inside. So, taking the bull by the horns, I said I could only do so by depositing my treasure in the vault of the neighboring grotto. Not the slightest objection was made. Therefore, asking her to turn on her side, I introduced my glowing prick into a rosiest and tight little bottom-hole and, after a momentary grimace of pain, I found her as ready as with her cunt, and we had a most delicious spend. I wanted a second fuck in the exquisite aperture in which I found myself so unexpectedly a welcome guest, but my young friend had prudence as well as passion, saying it was in too exposed a place and we that would more than probably be discovered, but we could now easily arrange for more convenient opportunities. And so we did; and we slept together almost every night for nearly the whole month that the delightful visit lasted. But, to come to our subject matter. I wormed out of her in our close intimacy the secret of her readiness and aptitude. Her father had not only fucked her, but also three other daughters, and was in the habit of depositing his seed in the chamber in which it could not fructify, hence her complete initiation and loving-kindness for the sugar-stick. Of course, once fully initiated, like all the rest of her sex, there was no resting until she had tried what other pricks were like; and she owned the first liking for me, and her determination to let me have her if I tried. In another instance, an Italian, whom I knew, fucked his mother and got her with child, and seventeen years after, when I saw him in Italy, that sister-daughter was then, for the second time, under accouchement with a child begotten by him. A similar thing occurred at Dieppe between a mother and son at a hotel where I was myself a visitor. Someone entered the room by mistake and found the happy incestuous couple hard at work. They had unfortunately left the door unlocked. You may easily imagine the scandal that followed. The imprudent pair were forced to beat a retreat. I could mention others, but you must be content with the budget I send. Harry ---- Notes; 1. During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from other things I also found a hump of books, diaries, and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age-old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must-read for all erotica lovers. 2. The Original Authors of these Stories/Letters or Articles are long dead or Anonymous. 3. Out of the aforesaid collection, presenting an amazing account which was first published 1874 of a sexually omnivorous photographer on the prowl in Paris (probably the first such book). 4. The letters were written by a friend, Mr. Harry from Paris. Harry Hargrove, photographer. Young, beautiful women come to Harry's studio to have their portrait taken, but while there, one thing leads to another, and randy Harry's life becomes one big Parisian orgy. Before internet porn, before porn videos, before porn movies, people lusting for raunchy, X-rated entertainment read pornographic books and magazines. Victorian and Edwardian England had its own adult entertainment industry - countless erotic novels were put out by shady publishers, some books were printed by the authors themselves, and most of the writers were anonymous. Many of these 19th-century books are surprisingly kinky, and some of them may be quite offensive to modern-day readers - in more ways than one. The anonymously written "Letters from a Friend in Paris" was first published in 1874. This novel in the form of letters is a great example of classic Victorian erotica. 5 All characters be read as of more than age of 18 years. 6. My sincere apologies to the author of the Novel and readers for editing, or modifying the underage content, if any, to make it suitable for publishing in Modern times. Continued...

One of my former co-workers asked me a couple weeks ago to do her taxes. She messaged me earlier this week to see if they were done or was she going to have to hurt me. I told her the corporate returns are due by Wednesday and I would have her finished by the week-end. I messaged her that her taxes were done and she was to come over to my house to pick them up. When she arrived, I let her in the house and she took her coat off and was wearing a thin white button up the front shirt with no bra as the top three buttons were not done which made it open below where her bra would be and I could easily see her dark nipples through the shirt. I sat down next to her to go through the file folder and explaining her returns to her. Being beside her and glancing her way, with the shirt the way it was I could see her full nipples that were hard and at least a 1/4 inch long. She could tell I was looking and she thought I didn't notice but when I switched from talking about the federal return and started talked about the state return, I saw her unbutton another button. After a few minutes, I was done with the explanation and I asked her what she was talking about when she asked if she had to hurt me to get them done. She told me that what she really misses about not working with me was seeing me naked and getting spanked or spanking myself. She said that was the hurt she was hoping to see. She continued on that the other friends of hers that used to get to see me on her webcam from work, issued her a challenge to some how get me to go live with them and get spanked. I asked her what her penalty was if she didn't get me to do it. She told me that since I wasn't available to her anymore, that her friends have turned the spankings on her to do. She has been on webcam with them having to spank her ass, tits and even her pussy live for them and other friends. I said is that why you keep unbuttoning your shirt while I was explaining the taxes. Her response was to just take her shirt completely off. She then grabbed her nipples and pulled and squeezed them asking me if I liked them. I said, of course I do, I have been wanting to see them ever since we met. She said really!! She then asked, if I was going to help here out and do the Facebook live and spankings for her. I said, that there is something else I have wanted to see ever since we met. She didn't say another word, just stood up and completely stripped off the rest of her clothes. Turned her ass toward me and spread her cheeks giving me a wonderful view. She then got on the floor and spread her pussy wide open for me to see everything. I said I guess that I now have no choice but to do the spanking videos, since I got you all wet and horny already. We move into my living room and I stripped for her and she remained naked. I asked her when she was going to be ready to call her friends, which she said right now. I had no idea how many people were going to be in view of the Facebook feed. Amanda had the camera toward herself at first and I could hear several different voices on with her. One of the girls ask her if she was topless as there wasn't any clothes in view on the camera. She not only admitted being topless, she said she was naked and then moved the camera around so everyone could see her. Now much to my surprise, one of her friends told her to spank each of her breasts 10 times and to make sure she included her hard nipples in the smacks. She did what she was told and then someone else told her to grab her nipples and stretch them out and twist them far enough they could see them being twisted on camera. She then said, wait a minute my challenge was to get Joe to spank live on the call not me. Some of them were laughing, saying you didn't even tell us he was there. She then turned the camera my way and I made the mistake of asking what they wanted to see me do. I received instructions on how many smacks and where I was to be hitting. The highest number any one asked for was 50 but the locations where it the top of my dick, under side, right side and left side and one said for me to hit the head of my dick only and wanted the camera close up to watch. My ass got smacked a lot and so did my nipples. After about a half hour of spanking everything was getting red and sore, one of her friends said we have one more challenge and I had to decide to either make my dick, head, shaft or balls bleed for them or I had to agree to make arrangements with Amanda for us to meet and do this more often. Amanda then chimed in that she wanted both. Then told everyone to wait a minute and I went out to my kitchen and grabbed a pairing knife that I knew had a very sharp point to it. Without any hesitation, when I got back in front of the camera and jagged the head of my dick with the knife I went then and jagged the top side of my shaft, then right side left side and then held the knife under my dick with it pulled up and I then let it drop into the point. I then poked my right ball and then my left. I asked how did I do and the webcam group seemed very happy but Amanda said she wanted me to do to my head what I did to the shaft. So I then poked the right side of my dick head and then the left. I looked up at her and before she said any I pulled my dick up and the jagged the right side beside my pee hole and then the left. She gave me the thumbs up. I then surprised everyone by grabbing the plastic ruler and smacked my dick several more times. I then lifted my dick to tighten the skin around my balls and someone on the webcam said, they aren't bleeding. I said that will never do. I then went over to my office and grabbed some rubber bands and wrapped them around my balls. Once wrapped, I poked the right one with the point of the knife then the left. I asked how did I do. Amanda gave me a thumbs up but the webcam group said they couldn't see anything. I jagged but ball two more times then spanked them again. I asked the group how I did and they all agreed I did awesome. I told them it was bleed or do this again but I am going with what Amanda wanted and doing both. I also suggested we have a group get together and we do all this in person. We ended the webcam and I asked Amanda if she was just going to get dressed and heading home. She said no, I want you to do one thing for me that my boyfriend doesn’t do. I said what? She said as she hopped up on my dining room table and spread her legs and pussy wide open and said eat me. I said gladly and I can't believe he doesn't do this. She said it is straight sex and nothing else. I played with, licked and fingered her to two orgasms before she said we need to stop. She got up, got dressed and gave me a very passionate kiss. She said she sure misses working with me and wishes we did more at work but, very happy we were going to be having fun together more often. She was finished getting dressed, grabbed her taxes and left me a check for the taxes. After she left I went to the shower and rinsed off my dick and balls. As I had figured the little spots that were bleeding earlier had all stopped and looking in the mirror I couldn’t even tell it was bleeding earlier. I was glad of that as I have a NASCAR party to go to. The last time we had one, while the race was on someone suggested we play adult truth or dare. I ended up being naked but this was pre covid so I don't know if anyone will remember or if there would be a repeat performance. I believe I had posted that here before but if anyone can't find it or want me to just repost it let me know.