After the rain had stopped Pikachu went outside the tent and bulbasaur followed  as the both of them walked they found a small lake to drink from, as Bulbasaur lowered her head to drink Pikachu could see its small light green hole open and exposed, Pikachu stood there in confusion as to what it was so Pikachu walked over behind from bulbasaur took a sniff and Pikachu was for some reason  aroused was starting to get a boner as it 4 inch grew from its fur “Pika? Pika, Pika” as Pikachu said as if it was the 1^st boner it had.

Bulbasaur turned its head round to see what was going on and saw Pikachu standing behind it and bulbasaur eyes was 1^st on Pikachu’s hard small but thick boner as bulbasaur turned round she looked at his boner and walked over to Pikachu and licked Pikachu’s boner and he gave out a soft little moan  and bulbasaur was turned on by this as well so bulbasaur opened her mouth and took about 2 inches in her mouth and used her tongue around and around Pikachu’s cock he started moaning more and more which turned on bulbasaur even more and could even feel warm wet goodness starting to flow from her cute green hole so bulbasaur let out 1 of its green vines and stuck it in the entrance of her green small hole and began to move it slowly in and out bulbasaur started to moan.

Pikachu gripped bulbasaur ears and pulled her head down deeper into its mouth till all 4 inches was in her mouth and touching the back of her throat which made bulbasaur gag but Pikachu pulled away buy about an inch and bulbasaur kept using her tongue swirling in circles which made Pikachu moan more which turned on bulbasaur even more as she speeded up the vine going deeper and harder in her small green tight hole which made her juices pour and as bulbasaur stopped sucking Pikachu’s hard and thick 4 incher , she let out her other vine and wrapped it round Pikachu’s cock and started to move in a backwards and forwards motion , Pikachu could do nothing expect moan and moan and Pikachu has an idea he unwrapped her vine and walked behind bulbasaur and sniffed at her flowing juices and licked to get a taste and he loved it he lowered his face even closer and start to licked the edge of her dripping wet hole and she let out a moan that would turn on any horny Pokémon he couldn’t help himself as he was licking and drinking her juices so he stuck tongue inside bulbasaur hole and started licking the walls of her pussie  and more of her juices was flowing Pikachu couldn’t help himself but to keep licking and drinking bulbasaur’s  juices.

Pikachu pulled away to catch its breath and bulbasaur fell to the ground from the pleasure panting heavily and Pikachu walked over to bulbasaur and positioned his hard and thick 4 inches just outside her hole and slowly guided it in and bulbasaur looked back and could see and feel Pikachu’s cock going into her hole she moaned loudly as she could feel his thick cock rubbing against the walls of her pussie and Pikachu cock was feeling like it was being squeezed due to the tightness of bulbasaur’s hole he started to move in and out, he could feel her warm wet juices pouring onto his cock and he couldn’t hold on any longer, he went harder and deeper by every thrust by now bulbasaur had a puddle dripping down from her hole.

Pikachu could feel his cock twitching and instinctively started to ram and thrust bulbasaur’s hole as fast and as hard as he could go with bulbasaur moaning and screaming being able to be heard from miles around Pikachu suddenly felt an explosion from his cock as he blew his load deep into bulbasaur womb, bulbasaur screamed at the top of her voice as she could feel her womb filling up, as Pikachu’s cock started to go down, he took his cock out and they both fell to the ground, tired and with no energy, they both went back to lake to drink and Pikachu managed to find some food for them both to eat after resting for a bit they both walked back to tent and laid next to me huddled together and fell asleep together.

But I persevered, and kept going forward.  I knew instinctively that I was going the right way, though as night deepened, so did my fear mount, to unbearable levels.  Every sound, every movement began to make my heart race.  Though I was cold now, I sweated profusely from the fear.  I knew that the more I traveled deeper into this forest, the nearer I came to danger.  And yet my feet carried me unerringly deeper towards the darkest of nightmares.

Just when my fear reached a fever pitch, I heard the sound of horse's hooves.  A sound of humanity, a sound of hope.  But then I looked up and saw you come around the bend towards me.  The hulk of a silhoutte against the night.  A dark, lurking shade outlined against a dark and dangerous sky, you moved towards me.  The momentary joy I'd felt was replaced by trepidation and insecurity.  There was only menace and power in your stance, in the way that you were part of the darkness, not separate from it.  For a moment, the thought flickered through my mind that you were perhaps even the master of it.

Your voice came from shadow, smooth, gossamer strands of sound that caressed my ears with a chill that had nothing to do with the cold of the night... "What are you doing in my forest?"

"I am lost, my Lord, I meant no trespass, I assure you," I replied.

"And yet, trespass you have. And for that, you will pay."

"Please, forgive me, Lord, for I know not even why or how I have come to be here!" I shivered as a frisson of fear ran through me.

"It matters naught, wench, for I am the Master of this place, and you are subject now to my rules.  You will come with me, and I shall decide how you will repay me for your trespass."  You reached down then, and I was swept astride your horse, he as black as the heart of hell itself.  Your face still unseen, we leapt forward, the great beast striding towards my destiny with fatalistic rhythm.  The only sound besides the thunder of his hooves was the thunder of my heartbeat as it roared in my ears.

Fatigue settled into me, and I felt myself repeatedly jerking awake, heart racing. The ride seemed to go on and on... yet it was over all too soon.  Out of the darkness loomed a giant edifice.  Dark gates towered against the inky night sky, somehow managing to be darker than the darkest night I'd ever seen.  They loomed over us, like crows awaiting carrion.  My heart skipped at the comparison.  The gates opened, more terrifying for their very silence.  Nothing so huge should move without sound, and yet they did, parting with a violent grace.  As we entered, they closed, their method of closing unknown, or unseen... just as insidious either way.

I was unceremoniously deposited upon my feet, and your hand on my elbow steered me without delay towards the black entrance to what was unmistakably a castle.  The hallway which greeted me was dark, yet the darkness couldn't hide its opulence.  Gold and silver filagree glinted in the light thrown from guttering torches. Macabre tapestries seemed to move upon the wall, their colors rich even in the barely discernable torchlight.  We walked the hall in silence... the rustle of the rushes that covered the floor the only sound.  It was the sound of my doom, and I knew it.  I trembled with the knowledge.  I trembled from your touch, which was burning its way through me.  I trembled in fear... I trembled with suppressed desires.  Desires I didn't understand.

The walk down the hallway again seemed eternal, yet it seemed simultaneously to be nothing more than a momentary reprieve.  We arrived all too soon at a chamber.  It was undeniably a bedchamber.  Vast, it echoed with an eerie silence as we entered it.  You gestured ahead, and I entered first.  Then I felt you come up behind me.

I felt your breath, hot on my neck.  I shivered with fear, and with delight, as your lips moved down to my shoulder.  But I did not fight you, I couldn't.  I simply stood as your hands moved against my hips, trailing up along my ribs, and even as you reached the laces of my bodice, I did not protest. For a moment, you worked against them, until frustration at being held from your prize overcame you.

"Remove these, for they confound me," you said, and without hesitation or thought, I obeyed.  Freed from their confines, my breasts delighted in your exploration of them.  My heart roared, as if jealous of my newly freed breasts, it wanted to be released from its prison, as well.  But such was not to be, and I felt your hands caress my breasts, feeling their weight, feeling the satin of my skin.  Your touch on my nipples lit a fire between my legs, which roared above the sound of my fervent heartbeat, a feat not so simple by this point.

"Your skirts must go," your voice was cool in my ear, and it jarred me instantly to motion... the skirt slipped from my hips to pool at my feet with the bodice which had preceeded it.  With nothing more than a motion from you, my knickers joined it, and I stood naked in your presence.

"Should you not kneel in the presence of your prince?" you asked me, and I turned to you, and knelt.

"Yes, my Lord."

"Undress me," you commanded, and I could do nothing else but obey without hesitation. I knelt before you, my body no longer my own, my hands subject to your every whim. Within moments, you stood proud and powerful and naked before me... yet, even still, your face remained shrouded in shadow. 

You motioned, and I knew what to do, not even a moment was needed for thought.  I reached out to you, and ran my hand down your dick, fearful, yet I could not stop myself, and I couldn't help the incongruous joy that flickered to life in me as you allowed me to take you into my mouth.  I sucked you then, my hands and my mouth offering you a homage that only you and I understood.  I loved you with my lips, I worshipped you with my tongue.  I knew I'd never seen you before, and yet just as truly, I knew you, and I loved you.  And I could do nothing else but obey you.

As I felt your climax nearing from my tender, loving attention on your dick, I felt the thrill beginning, the urgent desire to taste you, to accept the very physical and definite physical proof of your desire for me.  As you erupted into my mouth, I drank of your pleasure, and mine blossomed within me, burning desire flared between my legs.

But I asked for nothing as you slipped from my mouth and stood before me.  I simply knelt before you, waiting.  I knew it was as you wished it, and I desperately wanted to please you... though I was terrified of you at the same time.  After what seemed eternity, I felt your touch upon my chin, you raised my face towards yours... and still I could not see you.

"Lie upon the bed," was your simple instruction, and I hastened to obey.  What else could I do?  I could not resist you, and I knew in my heart that even if I could, i would not.

As I lay upon the bed, I felt your weight upon me, your hands moved over my legs, up my calves, and down my thighs.  I panted from desire and fear... I knew your intent, and I wanted it, I wanted you.  When I felt the heat of your breath upon my pussy, I jerked with reaction, so highly charged was my desire.  When the fire of your mouth closed over me, I moaned with unbridled lust, and when I felt your finger slip inside of me, I was undone.   I was torn between the desire your mouth created, and an urgent, overwhelming need to feel your dick buried inside me.

I heard my voice begging you, pleading with you to take me, to make me yours.  I knew that I already was, and yet I could not help begging you to prove it yet again. When at last you plunged inside me, you rode me fiercely, and I met you thrust for thrust, my desire at a fever pitch.  It overwhelmed me, and I came, and as I felt you fill me, I came again, filled as much by the erotic pleasure of knowing you had just claimed me again, as by the physical delight of feeling you throb inside me.  And deep in my heart, the ecstasy of knowing I had pleased you made my heart as truly yours as was my body already.

As the morning was drawing nigh, and we were laying together, exhausted, and nearing sleep, you asked me a question.  Your voice was filled with the most profound longing and a tragic hope, "Do you know who I am?"

My response came from my heart, and I knew it was the right and true one... "You are my Master."  And as I slipped into sleep, I felt your tears against my skin.  And yet, still, intwined as we were, I had not seen your face.

Morning came, and the bedchamber that it illumined was no longer the one of the night before.  It was, instead, fresh and bright, filled with color and life. As I looked at you, and saw your beloved face, I could but marvel, and ask, "What happened?"

You told me the story then, of the witch's curse.  When we had refused to allow her revenge upon her neighbor for a slight we knew had not been committed by the neighbor, she had set upon us a curse.  Our estate had become a place of darkness and madness.  You had been given an overwhelming lust for me, and I had been set to wander, each morning finding me lost in our wood, and my memory of you gone.  I would forever fear you until I remembered you.  But even as the curse had begun, you told me, I had made you a promise, and through the long months that followed, I had kept my promise..

"Though I forget you, I will always obey you.  I will always be yours to command," I had said, and never once had I disobeyed you, even though I had sometimes been desperate in my fear of you.

"And last night, even though you could not possibly do so, you remembered me, and called me Master again. I love you, and nothing has changed for me from the curse... I want you still, with a desire that burns within me like fire."

You gestured then, a gesture I knew well, and even as I slid down your body to take you in my mouth, I had one last thing to say... "Yes Master."

I quietly opened the door to my sons’ bedroom, the light from the passage casting a beam of light on his bed. He was sleeping peacefully; as I watched him I thought how much he was like his father. God has it been two years since he was conceived. I turned left the room leaving the door ajar. As I descended the stairs Stephen was just coming out of the downstairs bedroom, tucking in his shirt and zipping up his fly, then checking out his appearance in the hall mirror before running a comb through his hair.

“Ok Dave it’ll be the same time next week” He said

“Yeh fine mate…every thing to your satisfaction” I asked

“Oh god yeah just peachy couldn’t be better as always” He replied.

My wife Ellen came from the room Stephen had just left moments before, pulling up the zip on her skirt and adjusting it.

“Goodnight Stephen…give my regards to your wife” She said

“Like bloody hell” He replied with a wide grin on his face and left closing the door behind him.

I followed Ellen to the large spacious lounge that was part of our early century villa. I watched as she moved one of the pictures on the wall and her fingers deftly twirled the knurled knob on the safe as she searched for the combination. The hundred dollars she held in her hand was placed inside along with the other three one hundred-dollar deposits we had made previously in the evening.

“Would you like a coffee my love” I asked

“Yeah I could murder one darling” She replied. I turned and headed for the kitchen

 

Twenty minutes later the doorbell rang. Ellen turned to me smiled and said. “That’s for you darling I’ll leave you to it. Old man Smithies is right on time again as usual it must be love”. The grin on her face getting bigger-------------My thoughts went back a couple of years-------------------

Ellen and I had taken time out to actually have a holiday together, the first in a long while.

Since re-discovering my homosexuality our lovemaking had not been the same. My sexual interests had turned more and more toward the male species.

When I’d met Ellen I thought she was so marvellous in fact she still is, it was I who was at fault not her. I had forgotten how beautiful and desirable a woman she was until that afternoon over two years ago. I married her because I was in love with her and I also thought it would cure my homosexuality. It did…for a while.

Then the firm I worked for was invited to a product launch. I always enjoyed product launches, a time to meet up with other members of the company and in general have a good time. It was always two to a room and this time I was sharing with a guy who I had never met. There was nothing sexy about him, he was perhaps the opposite. Average height balding, bearded face and a beer gut. I would never in a thousand years put him down as the guy who would get me back to my addiction to cock again.

The first day of the launch had gone well and at the finish I had gone back to the room, followed shortly by my room mate.

“Whew thank goodness that’s over…I need to take a shower” He said

He did not go to the bathroom to disrobe he merely started to undress there and then in front of me, peeling off each piece of garment and discarding them on the bed.

His body was not that of a Greek god, it was his cock that caught my eye. It had been quite some time since I’d been this close to a real live one. I tried hard not to be seen looking at it but what I saw did excite me a little in fact quite a lot.

I watched until his fat backside and big belly had entered the bathroom. He did not close the door or draw the shower curtain and from where I sat I had a good clear view as he turned on the shower and let the water cascade over his body. He sang and hummed softly to himself as he lathered on the soap. His body was pink and flabby and surprisingly devoid of hair just the bushy pubic hair from whence grew the piece of flesh that interested me. It seemed a little larger than when he had stood before me as his soaped hand fondled it.

I quickly looked away when he glanced up and caught me gazing at him.

When I heard the shower turn off I made sure my concentration was well and truly on the magazine I had picked up to read. He did not wrap the towel around himself instead he marched past me towel in hand and proceeded to dry himself when standing by his bed. A quick glance at his wet body, and at his wet cock, water still dripping down the slightly hard shaft.

“I think I’ll have a shower myself” I said, starting to disrobe. I was going to test this guy. I had a feeling he was sending out a message and was keen to see if I was reading him right.

When I was completely naked I lingered a little then dropped my watch on the floor, getting down on all fours to retrieve it. I pointed my hind end deliberately toward him letting him have a full view. Nothing was said and like him I proceeded to the shower leaving door and shower curtain open for further viewing, again when I’d finished I walked naked back to the room and picked up a towel drying myself off in front of him, keeping my hind end toward him for his further viewing. If I thought I was going to be jumped on and ravaged I was disappointed. In fact I thought I’d misread him completely. He merely dressed and said he was going to the bar for a drink.

Obviously my arse had no attraction to him and likewise I dressed and went to the bar where I stayed along with a few others until bedtime, returning to an empty room and climbing into bed and sleep.

The morning light was streaming in through the drawn curtains when I awoke. My room mate must have returned at whatever hour and gone to bed. I lay there contemplating the ceiling and feeling very disappointed that what I’d thought about had not happened.

I heard him groan then his voice “Shit is it morning already”

“Yeah sure is…you must have got what you wanted last night” I said

“Naw not at all” He said

“If you don’t mind I might grab the shower first off” I said.

“Yeh go for it mate” He replied.

This time I did the same as last night I threw back the covers revealing my naked body (No night attire) and slowly walked to the shower, again leaving door and shower curtain open. I took a sly glance in his direction he was laying on his back hands behind his head and he was watching me as I showered. I made sure that he received a good long view of my rear end. Then shutting off the shower I walked back to the room picked up the towel and slowly started to dry myself.

He was quite open as he watched me towelling off his eyes running up and down my body.

“I’ll have my shower now” He said as he rose and like me had slept naked.

I continued to dry myself as I watched him in the shower twisting and turning under the cascading water. I openly watched as he soaped and washed himself.

I wrapped a towel around my waist and sat in the chair until he finished washing. It was the same as last night he made his way to his bed and started to dry himself off. My eyes were fixed on his cock when his voice broke my trance. 

“Here would you like to touch it?” He asked.

Suddenly caught out I stammered “Oh no…I “

“No go on you can have a play with him…I know you want to” He said

“Oh look sorry I…”

He took a few steps toward me, now standing right next to me. “Go on put it in your hand feel how good it is” He said invitingly.

Oh god I wanted to so much it was now or never. Once I did I knew I was lost forever. Like an alcoholic with that forbidden drink, if I touched it now it was all over for me.

“Go on I’ve seen you drooling over it, just reach out and touch it”

It felt soft and clammy in my hand as I squeezed and fondled it, but it was not going to stay that way for long, each moment I held it, each squeeze and fondle made it larger and larger, until it was full grown.

Oh god I was done for, a wonderful wanting feeling flowed through my body, and suddenly I was a homosexual again. It had been quite some time since feeling my last rock hard cock in the palm of my hand an it excited me no end to have one once again. They were beautiful objects when all hard. Skin stretched so tight around the hard shaft. That bulbous end and the Cyclops eye looking at me inviting me to kiss it.

“Mmmmm” It felt so good in my mouth as my tongue explored hungrily over the surface.

“Oh shit I should have woke you last night” He said

“Mmmmmm” was all I could say, trying to nod at the same time in agreement

His hands held my head firmly against his fat wet belly as I sucked eagerly like a man dying of thirst at the tap of life.

Up and down the hard shaft, hand, mouth and tongue creating havoc with our emotions. Then the great gasp from my partner “Ahhhhhh!” as the warm wet sticky fluid spread over my tongue and down my throat forcing me to gag as I fought to swallow it.

“I wasn’t sure about you last night” He said “I wanted to fuck you when I came back…I wasn’t too sure whether you did or didn’t’?” He said

“Did or didn’t do what?” I asked knowing full well what he meant

“Fuck” He said

“Well I guess we know what we will be doing tonight don’t we” I replied

“Yes…that arse of yours is going to be mine” He said.

It was around ten that night when he eventually entered me. His arse rose and fell on mine sending his cock in and out his balls banging against my bum. His fat belly slapped down on top of me, his weight pushing me into the mattress as he arse rose and fell, his cock, the first cock in a quite some time giving me a long overdue fuck.

It was good to feel a mans hot breath on my neck, hear his heavy excited breathing and grunting with each stroke and thrust. “Uh…uh…uh…” Thrust, thrust, thrust.

That was it. I’d had the forbidden fruit. I was a homosexual again eager to make up for lost time, which I did; any male seaming to have a sexual interest in me was encouraged. Sexual interest in Ellen starting to wane.

 

Thus it was as I walked the beech that hot sunny summer morning, the warm golden sand beneath my feet. I’d left Ellen at the rented beach house to read and sunbathe; unaware of what was going to take place a couple or so hours later.

I liked to search for good quiet sunbathing areas where I could strip naked, feel the warm zephyr like breeze move gently and sensually over my body. There was something about being naked that I liked. The place I was heading for was a spot I’d found a couple of days ago and it gave me a great opportunity to work on an all over tan. As I walked further and further down the beach away from the populated popular area. I could hear the sea gulls screeching and scattering as I approached. The gentle lapping of the surf. There was little of it today; it certainly wasn’t a surfer’s paradise at present. I waded part way in feeling the cool salt water around my feet and ankles.

“Ah here we are my own little place” I thought to myself. Up the rising sand dunes with their grassy tussock, if I kept walking I would come to bush and pine trees, but today I just wanted to strip naked and catch the summer suns rays on naked body.

I dropped into the sandy hollow, throwing my knapsack to the ground. One last look around. To the north where I’d come from nothing, not even a speck. To the south a tiny dot someone out walking but not hear enough to worry about.

First I discarded my shirt, and then stepped out of my shorts and undies. The hot sun and breeze moving over my body. Oh god it felt so good, so sensual first a breeze then the warm sun caressing my buttocks Oh god I’d love to be fucked right now. I thought

I reached into the knapsack and took out the beach towel, spreading it on the warm sand, then the suntan lotion, spreading it liberally over my body. Now lying on my back, eyes closed as I daydreamed, daydreams about some nice hunk that would join me in a little bit of cock fun.

Time to turn over on my stomach; let the sun at my back and bare buttocks. I lay with head resting on my arms as I returned to my fantasies. They were suddenly shattered by the sound of a voice.

“Hi there buddy, mind if I join you, you got yourself a real good pozzy there”Oh god I felt so embarrassed at being caught out.

“Oh er, yes, yes I guess so” I stammered, at the same time looking for something to cover my nakedness with.

He must have read my mind as he said “No don’t bother covering up I’ll join you, I doubt if anyone else will be along to join us…or disturb us” It was the way he said disturb us that got my mind working. Hey this could be the guy I’d been fantasying about all afternoon, after all who would join a naked bloke on the beach.

He threw his own knapsack down next to mine removing a beach towel and spreading it close to my towel.

“Hey that back of yours is going to get red raw, you got any lotion on it” He asked

“Er no I couldn’t reach there” I replied.

“Well I think I should spread some on for you…better be safe”

I rested my head on my arms again, letting him rummage in his bag for some lotion.

“Ohhhh” I said as the cool liquid hit my body. Firm hands followed massaging the fluid into my skin.

“Mmmmm! That feels real good” I said as his hands worked their magic. Around my neck down to the small of my back and up again, over and over.

“You like that” He asked

“Mmmmm it makes me feel real good” I replied. I was starting to get that feeling in my loins

“Yeh I thought it would” He said

A cool squirt hit my buttocks, followed by warm firm hands squeezing and massaging them. Adrenalin started pumping through my veins. I was filled with sudden excitement.

“How about that then” He asked

“Oh god yes, that’s great” I replied.

His firm hands and fingers squeezing and caressing.

The next squirt hit the crevice between my buttocks and started to trickle between my legs and thighs. A finger followed searching for my love tunnel entrance, then thrusting inward.

“Ohhh, ahhhh” I gasped, at the same time letting my legs part a little and thrusting upward onto the inserted finger.

“Now what about that, how does that feel my fiend” He asked.

“Oh god that is fantastic” I eagerly replied, letting my pelvis and hips work in time with his finger fucking.

“I’ve got something even better for you” He said

“Oh what’s that?” I replied and at the same time turning my head toward him for the first time.

“OH MY GOD” I exclaimed as my eyes fell upon  the biggest cock I’d ever had the privilege to see, and Id seen quite a few big cocks in my time.

He must have read panic in my eyes as he flung himself on top of me pinning me to the deck.

“Hey, hey take it easy…just relax it’s going to be ok, it’ll go in alright…trust me” He said as my heart pounded in my chest.

I could feel the warm contour of his enlarged penis against my skin, hard and throbbing. His pelvis moved back and forth, his cock pressed firmly against my buttocks.

“Now just image that inside you buddy…would you like that?” He asked

My mouth was dry. I could only croak “Oh god yes please”

“Then just relax and between us we’ll get it in”

He wasn’t going to let me change my mind as he lay on top of me. He reached for the sun lotion and first one finger then two fingers he slowly with and enlarged my entrance, making sure I had a liberal amount of lubricant.

“Now some on my shaft and we are in business” He said

“You ready for it pal” He asked

“Yeh, yeh…go for it” I said at the same time reaching for the cheeks of my ass and pulling them apart.

“Ok…just relax, completely relax” He said as I felt the large bulbous end caress the entrance, he pressed inward.

“Ohhh, ahhhh” I was saying

“Just relax buddy it’s going in” He said

Another deep breath, relax, relax

My love tunnel slowly opened and enlarged as he pressed inward.

Oh god I think I can feel it partly inside. I thought to myself

“It’s going in old buddy, I’ve got the head in” He said

Yes he was right I could feel it, it was in. His hips and pelvis twisted and pushed and inch by inch I felt myself being enlarged. There was no doubt he was going to get it in. I could now boast that this was the biggest cock I’d ever had.

“Oh buddy I’m right in there now…how does it feel?” He asked

“Oh my…just fabulous…I can’t believe we did it” I replied “It must look real good” I said

There was a pause then a reply. “It looks real good…your arse is stretched wide open…it’s never going to be the same again” He said. Then laughed and added “You’ll have a funny walk from now on”

I felt his hot breath on my neck as he whispered in my ear “I’m going to fuck you now buddy” I felt the shaft slide in and out as his arse rose and fell, rose and fell. Thrust, thrust, thrust…easy steady motions. My pussy ass becoming accustomed to its new size.

As he bounced up and down he could feel the contours of my bum with each inward thrust.

“Hey what’s your name pal” He said as his shaft slid back and forth.

“David” I said

“Hey I’m Michael” He replied

I laughed and said “Very pleased to meet you Michael” He laughed and replied “Me too”

“You got a regular boy friend David” He asked

“No I’m married” I replied

“So you have a husband” He said assuming it was a homosexual relationship

“No a wife, female, women” I said

“Oh sorry I assumed it was another male you were with”

“No she is a real live woman” I said

“So do you fuck her on a regular basis?”

“No not really… our relationship has lessened in the past year or so…I rarely fuck her now” I replied

“So who fucks her for you” He asked

“No one she wouldn’t do that” I said

“Oh yeh she must be a cold non feeling women then” He said

“No I don’t think so she’s very attractive” I replied.

“And no one is fucking her…you must be very naïve if you think that”

“She just wouldn’t do that sort of thing” I replied

“So you get yourself fucked by a bloke and you think that your wife wouldn’t do the same thing…does she know you’re a poofta” He asked

“Of course not…I keep that part secret” I said

“She is probably doing the same thing” He said

“No not Ellen” I said defiantly

“I bet I could get to fuck” He said challengingly

“I bet you couldn’t” I said again more defiantly

All the time his arse was rising and falling, pumping his hard cock back and forth. He was obviously a talker. Some guys loved to talk as they fucked, this was one of them.

“Ok you’re on…$100 says I get to fuck her”

He was calling my bluff, there was no way he was going to get to fuck Ellen but I was unsure of myself I hesitated

“Come on put your money where your mouth is” He said

“Oh I don’t know” I said hesitating.

“Look I’ll make it easy for you…if I don’t get to fuck her I pay you $100…if I do fuck her it’s quits…let’s just say I get to fuck her for $100…you owe me nothing”

It sounded too good to be true. “Yeh, yeh you’re on” I said hesitantly.

“Oh great” He whispered closely in my ear two fucks in one day, first the husband then the wife”

He sounded too confident; now on consideration I may have been too hasty.

Thrust, thrust, thrust went his cock. His arse rising and falling at a steady rate.

“Oh god isn’t fucking just the best things in the world” He said excitedly. “God yes, yes” I replied excitedly

His arse was continuing to rise and fall his shaft piston like in its action. I would love to have a picture of it to see what it looked like.

The motion was speeding up his arse pounding faster and faster

“Oh I feel all excited now…I’m going to cum” He said

There was no great outburst or exclamations. Three final thrusts, then he lay still. The monster was pulsing and throbbing its final moments, warm sticky sperm spewing from the hard shaft filling my own love tunnel.

We remained locked together as we both felt the afterglow of our love making. Lying there I could hear the gulls squawking and gentle surf lapping on the foreshore, the slurping sound as his cock withdrew, limp and exhausted

“God if your wife is as good as you to fuck I’m going to have a great day” He said.

Perhaps this was not a good idea. How was he going to approach the subject? Did we just walk in an say “Hey honey this is Michael he’s a great guy he’s here to fuck you sweetheart” I could see no way he was going to get between those lovely legs of Ellen’s

“I’m for a swim” He announced and then was up and off, out of the sand bunker and streaking down to the water stark naked. I watched as he dived head long into the surf, well what surf there was. Then taking a look around the area to make sure we had no prying eyes I followed suit. The cool salt water felt good as I likewise plunged beneath the surface.

He continued to ask questions about Ellen what was she like, how had we met, does she work, blond, redhead brunette. I told him everything.

“Hmmm I like blondes” He said “Is she a real blonde----I mean I’m going to find out” He said with a smile.

“She’s a real blonde” I replied.

“Who was it you said was fucking her” He asked

“No one fucks her” I said getting a little irritated at his remarks

“Where she works---what about a male colleague”

“No there’s no one” I replied but he’d suddenly got me thinking. Neville----Neville Granger he’s always sniffing around----he is somewhat older but a good-looking guy Ellen would like him. There was the odd time I’d come home and his car was outside, but I’d never caught them at it, we were all good friends could it be Neville.

The more I thought about it the wilder my imagination became.

It would be quite easy for him to slip her a length and without me catching them. The bedroom was at the front of the house, if she was to pull her skirt up and her knickers down, all he had to do was unzip his fly remove his stiff cock and insert it into her. If they heard my car it would take only moments for him to pull out, her to pull up her knickers and straighten her skirt. He on the other hand would have his stiff member safely tucked back in his trousers not forgetting the zip and the pair of them back in the lounge looking the picture of pure innocents. God yes it could be. Now I wondered if it would be easier than I’d anticipated for Michael to slip Ellen a length of that monster of his.

Our swimming over I followed Michael up the beach back to the sand dunes, the sight of his naked body tight arse end making me excited once more. Even slack as it was it was impressive, but what disturbed me was that I was excited at the prospect of watching it being inserted into Ellen. I shook my head to clear and rid myself of such thoughts as we picked up our towels and dried off. My eyes were never off his cock or my thoughts on what might be later in the afternoon.

Packing our gear we walked back along the beach, each step taking us nearer to our beachhouse and Ellen. My responses to his questions were automatic; my mind wasn’t on them. The nearer we got, the faster was my heart rate, my stomach in a knot, my mouth dry. Oh jeez it was going to be all on I thought.

A question from Michael got my attention. “Do you want to watch” He asked

“Eh---what?” I replied suddenly taken aback.

“Do you want to watch me fuck Ellen—your wife” He asked again.

He was real sure, very confident he was already calling her Ellen. God he’s going to do it, I knew deep down he was going to do it, what does he know that I don’t. My mind had already been playing pictures of them together.

“Er yes, yes I’d like that” I stammered watching his smiling face.

“Well when we get there you introduce me, offer some refreshments then take off and leave us alone for a while---let me go to work on her---get her confidence. If your around she may not respond so well---you can come back and watch---if you want” He said with a wink and a grin on his face a mile wide.

We entered the property from the beach, walking to the covered patio. Ellen was laying on one of the two sunbeds. God I’d forgotten how great she looked. People buy houses because of there views and for a while stand and admire that view day after day, then it becomes ho-hum and forget it’s there until one day someone who has never seen it before comes along to remind you just how great that view is. Today was such a day as she lay back dressed in just a bikini, skimpy blue bottom and skimpy blue top, her sensuous sun tanned body looked real desirous inside it. The look on Michael’s face said it all; it was beaming with excited anticipation. His eyes exploring every inch. The cleavage of her well-formed moulded breasts, down and over her flat stomach, his imagination working furiously at what lay beyond the material that was the bottom part of her bikini. Right now there would be a stirring in his loins, perhaps a little stiffening of his cock.

“Ellen this is Michael; Michael this is Ellen” I said introducing them. “I have offered Michael some liquid refreshment”

Pushing her sunglasses on top of her head she smiled one of her most charming smiles and greeted our guest.

Michael took the opportunity to grab the other sunbed and stretched out alongside Ellen.

“Hey I’ll get us some fruit juice-----orange alright with you Michael” I asked

“Whatever’s going” He replied. I went to the fridge my hands trembling, legs feeling weak as I took the jug containing the fruit juice and three glasses back to the patio.

The conversation seemed to be going well, mind Ellen was a good conversationalist and I would think Michael was also.

I poured three glasses handing one of them to Michael, at the same time his head and eyes giving a quick nod to the right and his lips silently wording “Fuck off”

“Hey sweetheart did we have some of those chocolate cookies left”

“No of course not---you know darn well you finished them last night”

“Oh shit yeah that’s right---I’ll just nip to the local store---won’t be long”

The silently moving lips of Michael’s seemed to be mouthing. Twenty minutes.

I took off slowly down the drive heading for the local store, this far from the city centre it was the only one. My thoughts were going mad, Michael alone with my wife, just what was happening right now as step by step I slowly made my way to purchase the cookies.

There were more people than usual there and I had to wait my turn deep in thought. I selected the type I liked and whilst I waited I perused the magazine stand, the girlie mags caught my eye. On the cover of one was the picture of a voluptuous young female hugging herself thus forcing and accentuating of her breasts being held in place by the black laced edge bra. He smooth legs were encased in black nylon stockings that were being held up by the black suspender belt the white thighs a real turn on. The face seemed that of Ellen as I gazed pensively at the photo. Hands---Michael’s hands were roaming, touching, exploring her body. A voice broke into those thoughts “Hey can I help you fellah?” It was the storeowner; the other customers had gone it was him and me now. I looked back at the young girls’ picture. It was nothing like Ellen

                                                             

“Oh sorry lost in thought” I croaked mouth dry           limbs shaking

He seemed to want to talk I wasn’t really listening to him, my own thoughts were on the beachhouse and what or where was Michael up to now. A customer broke up our conversation and I left the store, with heart pounding. My strides were a little quicker but limbs weak; surely I’d given him enough time.

I strode up the garden path expecting to hear voices conversing with each other. No it was quiet. When I reached the sunbeds I knew something was on. Ellen’s blue bikini top lay on the ground. Into the house, I moved quietly through the kitchen placing the cookies on the bench. Nothing! I stood there head cocked to one side listening, then a murmur from down the passage. I followed the sound. I could hear her moans and then there on the floor leading to the bedroom was Ellen’s bikini bottom half.

Oh no, no I don’t believe it, it can’t be, as I slowly took the final step and peered around the open door.

Oh my god. The sight before me was unbelievable it could not be happening. I pinched myself just to make sure I wasn’t dreaming it.

There was Ellen naked as, on her back knees bent, those lovely legs wide apart. He finger was inserted into the wet pink slit of the blond fury glen that was nestled between her thighs a soft low moaning came from her.

Michael was just removing his shorts and undies his big throbbing cock was in his hand. Moving on to the bed and kneeling between her widely spread legs. He pointed the monster at her wet slit. It was a magnificent beast to behold. The tapered end, the corona, then the vine like veins winding all the way up the shaft. It was like a giant torpedo being prepared to be placed in the launching tube. I watched as the bulbous end touched the moist lips.

I raised my hand in the air in protest. Screaming at him to stop. The only trouble was nothing came out of my mouth—not a sound. I stood there watching like some statue in the park. He pushed onward, lips parting, her cunt eating up the monster that was being fed into it. Inch by inch it vanished inside her until all that was left was the sack coating his big balls that were dangling beside her arse.

I heard her gasp “Ahhhhh” Her back arched, buttocks rose upward forcing herself onto the hard shaft. I couldn’t move I was frozen to the spot. Her cunt was stretched wide open just as my own love tunnel had been earlier in the day.

He threw his head back, eyes closed, his hands moving down her legs feeling her warm thighs---- thighs that had been impaled on his warm hard shaft along with her cunt. A long intake of his breath through clenched teeth as he relished on the feeling he was getting from penetration.

 “Oh my god that feels so gooood” He declared.

Now he covered her body with his, arms around her hugging her tightly. His lips and mouth kissing her neck and ear. Then in a loud whisper for me to hear he declared.

“Now I’m going to fuck her David”

My eyes dropped to his hind end, his arse was well formed tight with a nice contour to it. In fact his whole body was so perfect. I watched as it rose up, then dropped back down, rose and fell. Thrusting in to her. Thrust, thrust, thrust. Stroke after stroke. Oh god he was, yes he was fucking her and it was my wife he was fucking. I should be pulling him off shouting at him to leave her alone, but I wasn’t I was enjoying it, a feeling stirring in my loins at the sight before me. I could only imagine the shaft now sliding back and forth between Ellen’s thighs, he sighs and moaning was enough to tell me she was enjoying it. I could hear the squelch and slurp as his arse end gyrated. More screams of delight from Ellen.

For the first time I looked at her, her eyes were wide glazed and staring at me but she wasn’t seeing me, she had no apprehension of me being there. I could have been a million miles away. My cock was getting harder by the minute watching Michael bounce up and down on top of her. I started to undress.

I heard Michael say “Do you like watching a real man fuck your wife David”

My reply was barely heard as I croaked “Yes, oh yes”

He stopped his motions then raised himself up letting me view the scene between her thighs. “Take a look at that David does that excite you” He asked I could only nod in agreement at what I could see.

His hard shaft was now wet, covered with Ellen’s cunt juice. His hips moved a few times letting me see the monster moving, sliding inside her. Then laughing he threw himself back into the job at hand. Thump, thump, thump.

I now stood beside the bed naked stroking my own hard inadequate cock.

I could watch Michael fuck my wife all day, I found it so exciting.

I heard the slurp as Michael withdrew from within. Then turning her over and placing her on all fours, I could see her now well fucked slit, then with hands firmly on her hips he penetrated from behind. Again I head her gasp “Ahhhhh!” as he entered. I loved the sight of the shaft vanishing inside her. Now I could see quite plainly his hard cock as it moved back and forth, first all the way in then a glimpse as it returned only to vanish from sight again and again and again. He thrust into her harder and harder. She was screaming for more “Oh yes, yes, yes” “Harder, harder, harder”. The perspiration was starting to show on Michael.

I heard the slap, slap, slap as his thighs pushed up hard against her hind end. Her blond hair hanging down and her firm breasts bouncing back and forth with each powerful forward stroke. I was sexually excited watching. Ellen’s naked form was perfect, taught skin the nice firm rounded hind end that Michael was pounding away at, all added to the excitement. His hands running sensually over her body touching, exploring. Smoothly over her rounded buttocks, up over her back and shoulders, then under, closing around her firm breasts squeezing, massaging. Fingers caressing the hardened nipples.

The look on Ellen’s face said it all, she was enjoying it, but not alone, Michael’s hips were swaying back and forth, the expression of sheer joy on his face also.

“Oh fuck yes, yes” I heard him whispering eyes closed.

Ellen’s “Oha, oha, oha” Keeping in time with the swaying hips. “Oh god she’s a great fuck David” He gasped as if short of breath. Every once in a while he would stop, gyrate his hips a few times. Ellen screaming out each time he did so. Her hands firmly holding and squeezing his buttocks as she tries so hard to pull him further inside her warm pulsating cunt.

He pushes her forward into the mattress falling on top. His arse pounding faster and faster. His breath coming in quick short pants “Uh, uh, uh, uh”

“Oh I can’t hang on much longer I’m going to cum inside of her” He declared.

“Oh god no, no you’re not using a condom and I don’t know if she’s been taking the pill’ I said

“Too late Dave I’m going all the way buddy” His arse pounding up and down in a great frenzy—Then one final thrust and pause, I knew right then his cock was spewing out his seed, the millions of tadpoles rushing through her passage eager to fertilise her eggs. Another thrust as he released a further squirt of sperm, pauses. Then a final thrust and a final squirt of semen, before he collapses exhausted on top of her.

I stare transfixed at the scene before me. Michael turning toward me.

“Well you didn’t get $100---but you don’t have to pay me any money either---she was worth every cent of $100---you should get her to do it more regular” He said

He removed his defunct penis, still showing signs of her pussy juices. I hear Ellen still moaning from the pounding she has just taken, then roll on her back bend her knees and part her legs. The gash between her legs was all pink and wet, like a nice ripe melon, my eyes transfixed my mouth hungry and eager to feed on it.

Michael can see that hunger in my eyes.

“Hey why don’t you give her a fuck David---she may be a little slack for you but she’s all opened up and ready for it”

My mouth dry, voice weak I nod and murmur agreement.

Then slip first one leg then the other leg over my shoulders, hands on her firm buttocks, my mouth and lips bite into the sweat moist flesh, my tongue delving well into her crevice licking at her love nub. I taste a cocktail mix of sperm and pussy fluids. I feel heady, light-headed and intoxicated with its taste.

Her excited screams are muffled as her warm thighs clamp my ears and head like earmuffs her hands also holding on tightly, her back arches up pushing her pussy onto my warm mouth and tongue. The orgasm flows through her body

It was never going to be long and drawn out. I was ready to cum. I quickly pulled my mouth away and frantically pushed my hard cock into her warm moist and inviting velvet lined cunt. I let out a great sigh “Ohhhhhh” and with less than a dozen strokes and a final upward thrust sperm spewed from my hard penis.

“Oh god. Oh god, oh god” Was all I could manage as I felt myself being drained. I lay in Ellen’s’ arms enjoying the afterglow of passion, removing a pubic hair from my mouth. The first I’d enjoyed with her in a long time. Sleep swept over both of us and it was a while later when I awoke our arms still entwined. I looked around the bedroom, there was no sign of Michael, Ellen stirred opened her eyes, they were now clear and focused.

“Ohhh, mmmmm” She purred squeezing me tight “That was wonderful darling---we haven’t made love like that for a long time---it must be the sea air that does it”

What about Michael I thought, does he figure in this.

“Did your friend what’s his name leave?” She asked

“Er yes, yes he went earlier” I replied

“Oh just as well” She giggled “We wouldn’t want him seeing what we were doing”

“Oh, er no, no that would never do” I replied.

Hell she doesn’t remember what has gone on this afternoon. I thought to myself.

“Mmmm----we must do it more often” She murmured in my ear.

The first sign was when she missed a period. After a visit to the doctor it was confirmed she was pregnant. At first she blamed me for not being careful enough with our lovemaking. Then we both became used to the situation and looked forward to the birth. The day arrived and we had a boy and as he grew I could see Michaels’ likeness in him. I started to feel guilty about the whole thing and I could not let it go on. Our lovemaking was on the decline again and I thought I was not being fair to her by hiding my homosexuality. I decided to come clean

One day I sat her down and blurted out the whole sorry affair. I waited for the bomb to explode at the end, but she just sat there looking at me quietly for what seemed an eternity.

“Well seeing as it’s the time for confessing---I’ve got to tell you that Neville and I have been having an affair for quite some time”

“Ha---I knew it I thought you were---Michael said….”

“Oh you’re boyfriend…and hero Michael said…are you in love with him?” She asked

“No of course not I never was he was just a one off…I never saw him after that day” I replied

“Tell me truthfully did you enjoy watching as he screwed me?”

I swallowed hard and replied “Yes…yes I did” Trying to read her reaction to my answer.

She just looked long and hard.

“I’ll get some gear and move out” I said

Her answer was cool and very unexpected “No don’t bother you might as well stay here…after all we have a son to take care of…even if he is the result of your boyfriends seed…a hundred dollars…is that what he said?”

“A hundred dollars what?” I asked

You said Michael would pay me a hundred dollars”

I realised what she meant. “Yes that’s what he said…a hundred dollars”

Life seemed to settle remarkably well after that, more than I’d ever dreamed it would do. It was as if nothing had ever happened.

It was approximately three months later, life seemed normal. We were sitting in the lounge, I’d found a good novel and Ellen was on the computer.

I heard the door bell ring and I was about to get up to answer it

“Leave it, it’s for me” She said

I looked at her quizzically wondering how she could know it was for her.

I heard their voices, one of them a mans, there was talking then nothing…just quiet. I could stand it no longer my curiosity got the better of me and I went into the hall to see who it was. Nothing, nobody there…I searched the down stairs rooms…nothing. Then climbed the stairs to the bedrooms. The spare bedroom door was closed. I tried the door knob but the door was locked. I pressed my ear to the door. There was no doubt about the sound that was coming from within

“Huh, huh, huh” The bed-head making knocking sound in time. Donk, donk, donk. It was the sound of fucking. What was going on? I would wait and ask her after they finished. I turned and quietly made my way back downstairs to the lounge. I couldn’t really concentrate on the book. I sat waiting watching the clock on the mantelpiece as the time ticked away, my mind trying not to visualise the guy upstairs fucking Ellen. 

At last voices, they were coming back. The guy taking a look in the hall mirror adjusting his appearance running a comb through his hair. It was the person who I would get to know as Stephen…one of many Stephens’.

Ellen descending the stairs her fist gripping dollar bills, one hundred of them as it turned out.

When the guy had left I looked at her the question on my mind.

“Don’t bother asking…he’s a client only. I got to thinking about your boy friend Michael saying he would pay me a hundred dollars. So I bought a cell phone, put an add in the paper and have built up my own business…and seeing as you don’t mind guys screwing me you shouldn’t have a problem with this” She said

I was speechless; there was nothing I could say. I’d admitted to her that I liked watching as Michael had fucked her but I never thought it would have gone this far.

“So how many clients do you have?” I asked

“Twenty regular plus the casuals’” She replied

“And all pay $100 a time” I asked

“Every one of them…on that Michael was right” She said.

I just stood there mouth open speechless staring at her.

We converted the spare room downstairs into a bedroom. It seemed to make more sense than the upstairs bedroom.

I could listen to the sounds being emitted from within. I should really put a two way mirror in one day.

I suggested we should have a little brother or sister for Jason. Maybe you should stop taking the pill and not use condoms. One of the clients could be the father.

“And what if the baby turned out to be black” She asked

I’d forgotten that she had four black clients. “Doesn’t matter, he or she would still be welcome” I said

 “If I do have another it will be to Neville”

“Does he still fuck you” I asked

“Yes”

“But he’d never leave his wife for you would he?”

“No but that would not matter” She replied

I remember a time I stood outside listening to the love making

“Oh no, no not there please” I heard Ellen pleading

“Come on, come on you bitch, you’ll love it up there”

“Oh no, oh no I can’t…oh, ah ouch! No please”

There was a pause as he struggled to get it in

“There now that’s better…you like that honey…you feel nice and tight”

I knew where he was and what he was doing; she was going to get an arse full of cum.

Next morning at breakfast she said

“I don’t know how you could enjoy having a man put it up your arse…I got no enjoyment from it”

“Well you’ve got all the right running gear…I don’t I make use with what I’ve got”

It got me to thinking…the result…the door bell that night.

“That’s for you darling I’ll leave you to it. Old man Smithies is right on time again as usual it must be love”. The grin on her face getting bigger. Don’t forget I’ve got an all nighter to night. Trevor will be here after he’s finished with the clubs.

“Christ! How time fly’s I thought it was only last week he was here” I said. “I’ll give you a call about midday and a cuppa eh”

“That would be great darling…thanks”

An all night session was hard on her. It meant all night. No guy wanted to pay $600, have a one off fuck and then go to sleep with a good looking blond next to him

I let old man Smithies in.

“Straight through Andy…now let’s get rid of those pent up frustrations eh”

“He, he, he” He laughed through his toothless wicked grin. His bony hand gripping my left buttock tight and squeezing it hard.

“Yeh you sexy bastard you…first you suck then I fuck eh!…he, he, he.”

I quietly closed the door behind us.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 I gently take her hand and she came over to my bed and she sat beside me on the bed and I looked deep into her beautiful bright blue eyes and I leaned in to kiss her and our soft lips touched and I wrapped my arms round her naked body whilst kissing her soft young lips she moved her arms to lift up my pj top and she unclipped my bra and released her hold on it letting it fall to the ground and we rapped each other in our arms feeling our naked bodies touching I could hear small moans from Sara as this was a 1^st time for her as it was for me I move my head down to her neck and I brush her soft blonde hair behind her and I gently kiss her neck a few soft pecks at a time, I could tell she was enjoying it by the moans coming from her which turned me on.
I moved my face back to hers and kissed her using my tongue and matching hers, it felt so good our warm tongues moving together rubbing swapping saliva just by doing this I could feel wet already, while we were lip locked my hands and I softly touched her silky soft skin I could feel the goose bumps coming up and I move my hands to her boobs and I softly cupped them and I used my thumb and 1^st finger and gently placed them on her semi-hard nipple and started off in a rolling motion she let out a few moans while we tongue locked and still swapping saliva I moved my head away and look at her beautiful face I could see the lust in her eyes.

 Sara used both of her hands and grabbed my head as if wanting more and more like wanting it hard and deeper and I moved my tongue down too her pussy lips and I moved my tongue round and round licking off every little bit of juice that was now flowing from her pussy, it tasted so salty but really nice at the same I couldn’t help but slowly slide my tongue into her tight pussy I was surprised that it was so tight, I began to lick her inner walls  and all I could think about or tastes was her salty goodness swallowing load after load just pouring and then I decided it was time to make her scream.
With my tongue still inside her I started to move my tongue inside her going in and out licking the walls anything I could lick while I had my tongue inside of her I wanted to explore like a man roughing a girl with his cock inside a pussy I was doing to her with my tongue, I was even making shapes with my tongue inside her pussy and writing out numbers inside her pussy and just using my eyes to look up at her she was gripping the bed sheets screaming and moaning my name I carried on for nearly over half an hour she was having orgasm after orgasm after doing it for so long I could see that Sara was tired and worn out from all the orgasms I had given her, I move to her face to face and she says to me that she loved that so much but she felt bad that she didn’t please me in anyway and I kissed her on the fore head and told her there will be other times and see closed her eyes and gently fell asleep I stroke her hair and smile and I slowly close my eyes and begin to fall asleep together.  

 Chapter 2: Kyle came over the next weekend after i told him i would suck his dick some more....

To be continued...

Pending on if people liked this first chapter, I have 9 more chapters ready to be posted!

The bus we were travelling through was a 2 by 2 bus; hence no one was able to hear what me and kittu were talking about. As it was 11 pm and I was not able to sleep and due  my frustration I felt like talking to kittu about this and remove some of my eagerness. I was feeling very nervous as we never discussed about sex before. I also never had an idea whether she had any knowledge about sex. With a lot of courage I asked, “Shall I ask you something?”

“Yes”

“Do you know how babies are born?”

“No”

“Shall I tell you then how babies are born ?”

She said “yes tell me, I always wondered how babies are born.”

I said “when the organ with which we boys pee is put into the whole from which you girls pee and moved, babies are born”

The moment I said this, expressions on her face went pale and she looked shocked. Obviously she had no knowledge about this. This was natural because she was a bit aloof from most of her school friends and my other cousin sisters were elder to her and avoided speaking this topic in front of her.

I said “did you know this” and she replied no.

I somehow thought of continuing further and asked “Have you ever seen a grown male private part?”

“No”

Then I said “The male private part is called the penis. When a boy gets old, hairs starts growing around the penis and his testicles. When you move the upper skin of the penis it gets erect and after sometime of this action a white sticky fluid comes out.”

She looked tensed and looked as if she would cry.

With no further hurry I changed the subject and acted as if I was asleep.

This was the first time I talked about sex with kittu. After this incidence never got the time to talk like this for a long time. I however always used to doubt whether she told anybody about this or not. I always looked for a moment when I could talk to her and know whether she had told about our talk to anybody.

Finally, after three years, we again were going to the same place in the bus. The only difference this time was that the bus was a sleeper coach bus. The one which has a sleeping birth in it. This time again we were together. It was a common upper birth for two people and in the end of the bus. It had curtains and hence no one could see or hear us. When it was night, i decided to ask her. With great hesitation I asked, “aaa rrg kittu?”

She said “what?”

“Did you tell anyone what we talked about the last time we were travelling together?”

“No”

“Sure”

“Yes baba”

I got relieved.

I felt confident and decide to continue the talk.

I said “Kittu, did you feel bad about the things that I told you that night?”

She said” Initially I was shocked, I didn’t have any idea about that stuff but now I know things”

I felt exited and went ahead to ask “so what did you know now?”

“Most of the things about sex, like what is a penis, how do you guys masturbate, about porn videos and pictures”. I said then did you watch any porn movie, she said no. As we were about to get into the mood of talking more, my uncle came and asked kittu to sleep on his place as it was small for him and he was not able to free his legs. This was it, all the momentum was lost.

During the following days we used to meet, but every time someone or the other used to be there surrounding us .Hence we could not speak regarding this.

With time I some how began to feel that kittu is thinking about me the other ways and getting involved with me as if she loves me. I didn’t want this and started avoiding her. I got into engineering and met a girl; I started loving her a lot. She took me to a different world. I had a great time with her and hence my neglect for kittu increased.

After my graduation, I took a job in other city. I shared an apartment with three friends. Our job involved travelling and it was very rare that all of us there were in the city at the same time.

I broke with my girl friend and hence longed for female touch. Suddenly I got a call from kittu, she said that she has an interview in my city and will be staying in my apartment for two days. I felt awkward but suddenly a current of lust went through me. I imagined how I would start with her. Will she mind this time after all that happened, Will I be able to fuck her? i imagined her body. I imagined about she giving me a blow job. I just was jumping like a popcorn about the coming Sunday when she was arriving in the city.

She arrived in the morning. I picked her up. I was looking her after two year. She was looking great. Her boobs increased in size from the last time I saw her and were in perfect shape. Her ass was the best thing. She was on a tight jeans and I could see her ass nicely. I got aroused when I looked at her ass.

 My room mates went onsite and I was alone. I put her luggage in the apartment and we went to see the place where she had an interview next day. I explained her how to come there, as I was to go to office the next day. Then we had lunch, did shopping and watched a movie. After the movie we went into a restaurant for dinner. I asked her “ Kittu do you drink alcohol”

She said no.

I said “will you try it?”

She said “ aaaah I don’t know”

I said “what do you mean by don’t know? Have it”

I called wine for both of us.

We toasted and drank the first glass. Then the second and then the third.

After the third she said she is feeling uncomfortable. We paid the check and we started leaving the restaurant. She was drunk and was walking as if she was losing control. I held her. She was falling all over me and I was feeling her body. Her boobs touched my hand and I felt soft. We took an auto rickshaw and went home. After reaching home, I placed her on the bed. Excitement was building up in me. I thought, it was a great chance for me to get her now. But, to my utter dissatisfaction she slept and started snoring. So I just satisfied my self by looking at her body. I lifted her t-shirt and saw her boobs. They were awesome. I got aroused. I started rubbing my penis and started feeling her body with the other hand. After some time I ejaculated and went to sleep.

I got up in the morning as I was to go to office. I brushed, puffed a cigarette. Kittu was also awake. I started ironing my pant on the table. She said that she will do it for me and I should go and get my bath. I agreed and headed for the bathroom. On my way, I looked back and saw a view of her back. She was wearing tight Pajamas. My penis got hard. So hard that I went mad. I was not able control my lust. The more I looked at her ass, the more I felt to get my penis into those ass cheeks which were bulging out and fleshy.

Finally my threshold of controlling my lust broke. I went to her, placed my two hands on her two buttocks and pressed them. She jumped with shock. Then I turned her and started kissing her. After a bit of resistance she also started responding, we kissed each other for a very long time. Our saliva mixed into each others mouth. Our tongues touching each others tongue. We tried to put our tongue as much inside of each others mouth as possible. After 20 mins of kissing. I said “Do you know what made me do this?”

She said “what?”

I said “your ass, it’s very sexy. Perfectly shaped. The portion where the back of the thighs meet the ass cheeks, they are beautifully curved, I feel as if to bang my penis there”

She said “ I also felt good when your penis touched my hand accidently last night when you were carrying me, it was hard, I felt like holding it”

And soon after saying this she took my pants off and my penis stood out long and erect.

She looked at my penis and then took it in hand.

“Your penis is sexy, huge and very long; it will feel great when it goes deeper into my depths”.

She then entered her one hand in her pajamas and then into her panty and started rubbing her cunt. The other hand was holding my penis. She moved both the hand with synchrony.

After a while she started licking and sucking my penis. Deeper into her throat.

We both started to yell and moan.

Ummmm,aaaahhh,yes come on kittu suck it deep ohh ohhhhh,yessssss,ahhh aaaaaaahaaaaaahm,hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm……… and I finally threw off my liquid in her mouth. I said “that was awesome”

She swallowed my cum and blushed.

Then I lifted her and removed her pajamas. Then I removed her panties. She spread her legs apart and I started licking her clitoris and simultaneously put finger and rubbed into her entrance.

I rubbed and rubbed and licked and licked

Aaaah aaaah,yes,yes yes do it make me cum yess

Aaa aaa aaa aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmmm ooooooooooo ssssssssssss shhhhhhhh, and she loaded her fluids on my face.

She said“ that was mind-blowing ,I masturbated but never had such a great orgasm before”

I said, I am the expert madam. Then, she turned and I got a view of her bare ass that I was for so long longing for, it perfectly curvy, the part where the back of thighs meet the starting of ass cheeks was fleshy and deep like a den asking me to enter and get lost into the darkness. My penis again started building up. I pushed her gently on the wall with her back facing me, both of us standing. I entered in to my favorite part the den as I discussed and moved my penis into her cunt slowly, and then began the ecstasy. I pushed my cock deeper and deeper and into her hole and her moaning and shouting got louder and louder.

Aaah,push it  deeper- deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeper,yes YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS,

AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH I

 Yes I am getting inside to the deepest of you kittu,ahhh.

My testis were touching her soft ass and a current was running through my nerves.

Yes yes and AAAAHHHHHHHHH,YES YES YES YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS,OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

AAAHHhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmm, Huuh

And we both came the same time.i took her on bed and we lied on the bed for sometime with my penis inside her till the time it softened and automatically came out.

I skipped the office that day and we both fucked each other till afternoon.

We then went for her interview.

In the evening she left for her home with the memories of this erotic experience in her mind and bruises caused by penis into deepest of her body.

My face was pretty, I can see that in my photos of the time, quite girlish, with big blue eyes, small straight nose and a big mouth, with huge, very full lips. I wore my black hair long, as it was the vogue of the time, a little longer than shoulder long. Cut in a page like  manner, a little shorter in the front than in the back.

Besides all of these, I was and am, very well endowed. Even at that age, in the mornings I was already 7.

This was a summer in the mid 1990’s, and my parents were on vacation for one month in Europe. My lovely aunt Sally and her brother Sandy were house guests, or my sitters. Whatever.

I will describe them, as they come in the story, but suffice it to say that they come from the same tree, they were are and gorgeous people, inside and out. Also, they were as horny and liberal as could be. Maybe a bit too much, maybe a bit degenerate.

I came Friday from my last day of school, I just have finished 9th grade, there was going to be a party tonight. Hey we just have finished junior high, and in Mexico this is a big deal.

I had plenty of time, I had lunch that was served to me by the maid, and then went to my room. I was fifteen, I was horny. I sneaked into my father office and began rummaging through his things, found a couple of Hustler magazines and took them with me to my room. Pretty girls, good looking boys, nice action. But to be honest, from page one, what grabbed my attention were two things: one the way girls dressed, if you can call it that, with gorgeous, soft, skimpy lingerie, and the action when boy girl were together. I specially liked to think of what the girl was feeling in those pictures, how she made the male feel. Believe me, that day, I really did not think of me as gay.

No, but. I really would love to know how did it felt to be covered with those silky, caressing clothes. Those sexy, skin tight garments. Well, I had a real hard on. So, I think, why not give it a try. Mom has a lot of lingerie I can try, no one will know. If I soil it or get it dirty in any way, well, I can wash them in my bathroom in the morning and put them back, clean and dry in the afternoon. Good idea.

So, I went into my mom’s closet, rummaged through her lingerie for a minute, and came with a nice pair of pantyhose, and a lace bodysuit. Got back to my room in a rush, and stuck them under my pillow. Next thing in the agenda, get some liquor before the sex session. I went down stairs again to the bar. There were at least fifty bottles of wine and booze to choose from. Hey, I never drink, a glass of wine on a dinner sometimes, maybe a cocktail on a birthday or new year’s eve. The truth, I do not have a clue of what to take. So I go for the easy one. Got a bottle of rum, and two cokes from the fridge.

I went upstairs, got in my room and made me a rum and coke, drank half of it before doing anything else. I’m a little high now, and looking through the magazines I’m getting a lot hornier. I get naked, and looking at my reflection in the mirror get hornier. I really like my body. I have almost no hair, my armpits and pubis are just beginning to show signs of it, that is something I do not like. I get a razor, which my dad gave me for shaving my beard, and has not being used yet, and got rid of the few traces of unwanted body hair. I get in the shower, and get a long warm bath, followed by a nice rub of keri lotion, my body is smooth, soft. My dick is as big and hard as it gets in the mornings. I go back to my room, and slowly, deliberately slip into the pantyhose, taking my time feeling as the soft cloth hugs and caresses my legs, my butt, my crotch. Then I put on the body suit, it is a little small for me, the better, as it hugs my body, caressing my chest with little leftover for breasts, encasing me in soft, delicious lace. My reflection on the mirror is misleading, there it is a nice looking girl, with a huge bulge in the crotch. I wish I knew hot to use make-up. I know I would look terrific as a girl.

I walk around my room in front of the mirror. Every step is a caress, the pantyhose rubs my legs, my butt, my crotch. The bodysuit takes care of my torso and rides deep inside the crack between my butt. I try to get my dick in between my legs, make the bulge less noticeable, when I succeed I feel exhilarated at my image in the mirror, and with every step I take, it feels like a hundred little fingers are massaging my cock. I am dripping, my crotch is very, very wet.

I try to reach my cock from behind, I get a surprise, I can and at the same time, I can rub, caress my ass, and that feels, well, it feels fantastic. I drink a second rum and coke, and get kind of drunk. I love the feeling of myself in those clothes so much I do not want it to end. I have jerked off before, I know if I do it now, the feeling would be lost, at least for a while, I do not want that. I get in bed, drink a third rum and coke and frolic around the bed for a while, feeling the soft caress of the garments in my body, rubbing against the bed sheets. Before I know, I fall asleep.

She lays her head on my stomach while I ran my fingers through her hair and we talked for a while.  By now it is getting pretty late.  "Are you sure you don't need to be somewhere; you don't have a curfew?"

"I told you; I do what I want," she smiled.  "No, mom will be working late probably and when she does come home she will go straight to bed.  If she notices me gone she will assume I am at Katie's house for a sleep over."

"Do you need to be anywhere tomorrow?  This is a school night; isn't it?"

She explained that as a senior she only had two classes left to graduate, P.E. and an English class.  English was in the afternoon so she could stay out late on nights when there was no Gym class.  "Gym class is only a pass/fail grade.  I don't even need it to graduate but if I don't show up I can get credit for the day with a written note that I participated in some sport if it witnessed by an adult, particularly if I can describe the health benefits of it.  Last week I got credit for playing vollyball at the community picnic."

"That sounds like a good deal."

"Yeah, so sometimes if I don't feel like going to gym class I will just blow it off.  I could get credit for more classes but when I go skinny dipping in the river there are no adults that can sign my note."

"Do you want me to sign it?"

"You didn't witness it, silly!"

"Oh, Yeah, we'll have to do something about that sometime," I tease.  She smiles.  Eventually we fall asleep playing with each other as we talk - caressing, fondling, tickling, teasing, running fingers up and down and around erogenous and non-erogenous body parts and through hair until passing out in one glob of flesh that feels so comfortable like this is what it is supposed to be like.

When we awoke we were still laying three naked next to each other all meshed together like the night before.  I felt at home with her naked body pressed up against mine and I didn't ever want to move away from it.  The feeling seemed mutual.  "What time is it?" she asked.

"It's late," I replied, "eight-thirty."

"I have gym class in an hour. . .unless," she added, "you want to go again.  One for the road. . ."

"I'm good," I said feeling contented, "unless you want. . ."

"That's okay; I'm cool." 

We slowly get up forcing ourselves apart with extended kissing.  "I'll leave you to get ready then," I said putting on my shorts, skipping the underwear and leaving the truck to do a walk around.

"That water is good and you can pee in the weeds," she called out.  I looked over to behind the building right beside the cab to see a nice mowed patch of grass next to a garden hose and faucet comming from the building.  This surounded by a field less kept and woods beyond that.  I relieved myself and took a drink of water splashing some on my face and walked back to inspect the trailer for a pre trip wearing nothing but my shorts.  When I came around the truck again Cindy was standing in the grass totally nude washing herself with the garden hose, her top and skirt hanging on the hose real hook.

Again I was awestruck not being able to tear my eyes from her beautiful shape as it moved gracefully, sexy.  I got excited again and unseen by her dropped my shorts and as if compelled to do so walked up to her.  As she turned to see me I stopped her and in one motion turned her back away from me making her face the wall and bend over and lean against it while I penetrated her doggy style.  For the next few minutes we were thumping together at a dogs pace.  I moved my hand from her ass to her waist and up to her breasts fondling them and playing with her swollen nipples.  She stood up and I withdrew from her pussy.  She turned, picked up a beach towel removing it from a bag and spread it in the grass and led me to it making me lie down on my back as she faced me and strattled me.  "This is where I do my sun bathing," she said moving her body up my chest closer to my head.

"You don't have any tan lines," I noted.

"I bathe in the nude.  Now shut up and eat," she said as she put her cunt in my face.  I poked her with my nose, kissed her, then started licking her cheeks, then again, as before, penetrated her deep with my tongue, slashing about all around, licking the sweet lube from her vaginal walls.  With my mouth against her pussy I retracted and reincerted my tongue imitating sexual intercourse.  "I like it," she encouraged.  "Do me more."  I continued the tongue dance in and out then up to her clit, down, around her hole, licking all around, tickling her clit then back in her hole and all around as deep as I could reach.

After some time she moved back down and bending over incerted her tongue into my throat where our tongues danced with each other.  Then she raised up and finding my dick with her muff plopped down on it taking it all the way up inside her.  She thrashed about for a few moments taking care to keep me fully incerted then pulled out completely and repenetrated herself on my tool all the way down.  Next she raised up and down and up and down slowly then starts bouncing on my pole more and more vigorously her hand raised behind her head fingering her hair.  Her breasts fly on the downward stroke flopping as she lands her pelvis on mine and rises again and down with a rhythm of inexhaustible energy and enthusiasm.  I reach up and cradle her boobs in my hands as they bounce up and down with her body, my fingers doing a little dance with her nipples.

I lower my hands and bring them behind my head and she brings hers down to lean on my chest while she continues to hump my meat unwaveringly.  I let loose a load inside her but she doesn't seem to notice and keeps bouncing vigorously as ever panting and sweating.  My cum oozes out of her hole as she pounds away.  Sweat glistens off her body giving her a glow.  Her panting excits me and I restiffen my erection before even losing it.  She doesn't miss a stride.  She fucks me until she cums again and then pulls me up and leans back with me still inside her.  "Now, fuck me hard like I know you can," she ordered.  With her on her back with her legs wrapped aroundme I get on my knees and begin to thrust into her plump, ripe love fruit dripping with our combined juices.  "Harder!" she bosses, "Come on, fuck me."  her lustful desire feeding my own.

I gave her the jackhammer deep in her, working her with the rhythm of a washing machine on spin cycle.  We just could not quench our lust to have sex with the other.  To see her naked body compelled me, I had to fuck her over and over.  She too could not get enough of my cock in her pussy.  "Don't stop. . .yeah," she panted, "ah! ah! ah! don't stop."  I continued humping her as sweat ran down my face, chest and back.  Cindy reached up and wiped it away from my eyes and eyebrows.  I fucked her some more until she quivered and spasmed.  Unrelenting I never broke stride as her cum oozed out and down her ass.  "Go, go; fuck me," she encouraged as I began to hear my heart pounding loudly.  "Fuck me hard.  Don't stop."  Then we both gushed together and moaned as I colapsed and lay on top of her our hearts pounding together both out of breath.  She wrapped her legs and arms around me tight and kissed my neck.  I burried my head in her hair and we wrythed together a few moments and then relaxed lying in a pile of twisted flesh catching our breath.

Now it was after twelve o' clock.  "I've missed P.E." she said.  "It's probably lunch by now.  Guess I'll have to find someone to sign another note for me."  Once again neither of us wanted to move having found a place of perfect comfort in the nudity of the other.  We lay with each other, caressing, stroking, kissing each others bodies while we talked.  After more extended kissing we once again forced ourselves apart and I go back to the truck to get ready to leave as she gets ready for school.  After dressing I look at some maps to plan my route then I make an entry in my log book.

Next I find a piece of paper and begin to write:  "Witnessed one Cynthia Stevens went dancing.  While dancing her rigorous excersize increased her heart rate to her recomended target rate for more than twenty minutes.  In my judgement she has demonstrated personally to me that she is a superb athlete in excellent physical condition and exhibits good form and flexibility as well as prolonged stamina.  Please credit and excuse Miss Stevens for two classes as I have witnessed two distinct sessions, one this date and once yesterday."  And I signed my name and dated it.  I chose my words carefully so that I did not say anything that was not really true.

When I looked up I found her dressed in her ultra miniskirt and top again brushing her hair.  The towel is hanging on a short clothes line tied from the building to a nearby tree.  As she finishes brushing and puts away her brush in her purse I walk up behind her unseen and seize her by the waist pulling her into me burrying my face in her hair.  I take note that she has re-applied her body spray.  Again I am excited and my stiff package presses up hard and flat against her ass.  She wiggles her ass against my pole wantingly but says, "I can't; I have to go.  I have English class.  I can't blow off English like I did P.E."

"Yeah, me too," I confess continuing to rock up against her.  "Here, I wrote a note for you."  Taking the note we separate and she turns to face me as she reads smiling bigger and bigger as she reads.

"That is so sweet.  Thank You!" she says with a big, long, tight, heartfelt embrace indicative more of friendship than erroticism.  "I left something for you too.  I mean, I wrote something for you as well.  It's in the truck."  I couldn't help but feel like she was hiding something.  She had that look like she had last night.

"Do you need a ride," I asked.

"No, the school is about 200 yards through the woods on that path," she pointed.

"You're wearing that to school?!" I exclaimed.

"Stop it!" she protested, "Don't make fun of the way I dress.  Don't you like my outfit?"

"No, I love your clothes but won't you get in trouble?"

"I already told you, I do what I want.  Some teachers don't like it but when I go to the principal's office she can't do anything because there is no dress code, officially." she explained.

"Why do you like to dress like that in such a public place?"

"I dress for fun.  Pants are no fun, shorts are fun, but skirts are more fun.  The shorter the skirt the more fun.  I just like having fun.  I am a fun junky."  Just then a big truck pulled in right behind mine.  "Uncle Charlie!  You are back early."  she ran to embrace him as he stepped from his truck.

"This wasn't here when I left," he mused looking at my truck.

"I was just leaving; have to be in Birmingham."  I introduced myself extending my hand.

"Chuck Stevens," he said gripping my hand.  "You can stay as long as you like.  You're not hurting anything."  Then he nodded towards Cindy, "Let me tell you, this girl has more energy than a nuclear power plant."

"Don't I know it."

"You off to school now?" he asked her.  She nodded as he walked off to see he truck and I mine.  "I'll see you around."  Cindy followed him askig him about his trip.

"Yes, I think I will be back around here again very soon," I muttered to myself.

"No, I got diverted to St Louis, so I came home," his voice echoed across the parking lot.

I wandered back to my truck and climbed up into the cab.  Putting the map back in the glove box I found the consent letter she has written the night before.  The date was scratched out and overwritten were the words, "any day, any time, always - and at his sole discretion.  Thank you for dancing with me."  I look up to see Chuck pulling away in his pickup leaving Cindy standing alone.  The wake of his burnout blows her hair back and and lifts her skirt to reveal her beautiful, bushless pussy bare as ever.  I was very pleased at the sight but equally surprised to see it.  I look behind her consent letter to find her pink and white hair ribbons along with the pink g-string thong panties still smelling of her cum with the embroidered heart and woven pink ribbon backing and a sewn in tag that read, "designed, and sewn by and for Cynthia Stevens."

I looked up to see her watching me holding the panties.  I give them a good smell and hold them up to motion to her a thank you.  She blows me a kiss smiles and waves then turns to walk to school.  I watch her gracefully move from side to side- skirt fluttering as she walks into the woods until she is gone.  And then I was on my way to Birmingham.

If anything, James looked like the Jehovah’s Witness that any onlooker would have assumed he was, clutching his bible and religious accessories to him as he ascended the six steps to the front door of number eighteen Saracen Avenue, McConnochie Heights.

Twelve-year old Denise Morrison, thinking her mother was back from the corner store, jumped up from the lounge where she had been watching TV and opened the front door.

"Oh, hello," she said breezily, surprised to see the youngish looking man standing there. She saw the Bible he was carrying and guessed he was just another Jesus freak of some kind. He looked kinda neat though she thought!

James looked down at the young girl. He had so hit the jackpot this time.

"Is your mom or dad home young lady?" he asked affably, knowing of course not only that the girl was alone but pretty much how long to the second he had, before her mom would be back. It pays to do your homework thoroughly in James’ line of work.

"Sorry, no," she answered, "Although my mom will be back any moment, but I don’t think she’s interested in talking about that sort of stuff," she glanced towards the bible in his hand.

"Look, I have to go now," the girl added cheerfully, "I shouldn’t really be talking to strangers."

"You’re dead right on that score kid," he muttered kneeing the girl hard in the crotch and shoving her backwards before she had a chance to recover from either the pain or the shock. Closing the door behind him, he placed his bible on the hall table. This was to be his piece-de-resistance.

 

 

Jenny Morrison handed over the twenty dollar bill and lugged her bag of groceries back to the Cherokee. She never liked leaving Denise alone for even the shortest time although she had educated her daughter about the ways of the world and had instilled in her the need for caution at all times. She was though still only twelve after all.

Closing the front door with her foot she called out for a second time, "Denise?"

Occasionally one sees things that in terms of deviation from the norm, defy rational explanation. The young man sitting on the lounge was one such moment for Jenny. Dropping her groceries from shock she cried out, "Who…who the hell are you?"

James raised the bible he was holding in his lap. "Tch tch," he chided her, "That’s no way to address a follower of the faith."

He watched amused, as she tried to coalesce some semblance of equilibrium.

"H…How’d you get in," she asked, her voice anything but steady. "Where’s my daughter?"

"Why, through the front door of course…..that’s the great thing about true faith ma’am, it opens-up just so many doors for you. As for your daughter? She’s upstairs – in her bedroom I think….. why?"

Reaching the stairwell as quickly as might Marion Jones have in her prime, Jenny raced up to Denise’s room. Throwing her daughter’s bedroom door open, her hand flew to her mouth. Her arms bound tightly behind her at the wrist, the young girl lay face down on her quilt, fully helpless and with duct-tape covering her mouth. She turned her head to look at her mother in the doorway…and also at what was now standing behind her.

"Cute little thing isn’t she?" James muttered, his arm around Jenny’s waist. The knife that glittered in his grasp removed whatever little hope might be deemed to have been on offer.

"She’s only twelve," Jenny sobbed, "Don’t you dare hurt her…"

Tears could be seen forming in Denise’s eyes now as the knife hovered threateningly close to her mother’s neck.

"What makes you think I want to hurt your daughter ma’am?" he grinned, "No Siree, why she’s just way too sexy to hurt…" he glanced across at Denise leeringly, "Wouldn’t you agree mom? That there’s one hot little piece of ass – even if she is just twelve?" Jenny dissolved into a fit of uncontrolled sobbing.

Pushing her into the bedroom he closed the door and locked it, slipping the key into his pocket. The power he wielded at that instant surged through him. He could now do what he liked when he liked and to whichever he liked.

Crossing to the bed he sat beside the girl and put his hands on the seat of her jeans, rubbing her bottom lewdly. "You think your husband ever has ideas about getting hisself some action with this here little piece of pussy?" So saying, he slipped his hands up between Denise’s legs and crudely began rubbing her through the tight material.

The shock of his rude assault caused Jenny to sink to her knees on the floor. Wracked now with uncontrollable guilt feelings at having left her daughter alone in the house, she simply pleaded with their captor,

"Whatever it is you want to do….do it to me, not my daughter…please spare her."

He looked at Jenny. "I got a name ya know – it’s James. Don’t look at me like I was an animal or something, I might do something you’d regret." He sat there silent for a few seconds.

"Might just take you up on that kind offer though missy," he smiled. "Why don’t you get that expensive little dress off for starters, show me what you got on underneath?"

"Not in here James," she begged "Not in front of my daughter. Take me to my own bedroom and I’ll do what you want."

"And ruin half the fun?" he laughed. "I want the kid to see you getting undressed right here – give her something to think about next time she has her fingers in her own pussy. Now get that dress off quick-smart."

Jenny just sat there un-moving…

"Suit yourself," he said, then flipping the helpless teenager over he began to fondle the girl’s breasts through her thin top. So arousing did they feel beneath his touch, he was losing it. Nothing could kerb the Neanderthal urges uncoiling within.

"Alright," Jenny called out "I’ll do it, please let go of her." She stood up and began unzipping her dress.

Now it must be said that Jenny at just thirty-one, was the prettiest of young mothers and in fact would generally be assumed to be no more than in her early twenties given her yet slim figure, unblemished complexion and teenage hair-style. Pregnancy had left no calling cards and in truth she continued to be the source of many a teenage boy’s wet dream in that part of the County.

Inwardly she shuddered as the dress fell to the floor leaving her standing there in just her matching green panties and bra, exposed not only to the gaze of this one sick fuck, as she had not unreasonably determined him to be, but her young daughter, whose tears at her mother’s plight were sadly wasted.

"Not half bad," James muttered. "Hope you don’t mind my little self-hope program here," he added, "pulling free his erection and squeezing it obscenely as he gazed upon the young woman’s hot and shapely body." If Denise could have made a sound, she would have gasped at the sight alongside her, but as it was, she could do little but struggle to maintain her inbound air supply.

"Show your daughter your tits Jenny," he demanded, "Or would you rather I showed you hers?" he reached across and gave the girl a gratuitous fondle.

"Nooooo, please no" Jenny cried out, not pausing to ask even, how he knew her name. Besides, it hardly mattered.

She slipped her hands behind her back, unhooked the clasp and shyly exposed her breasts. Denise’s eyes were the size of saucers as lying there, she saw her mother thus demeaned.

"Don’t even think about covering up," he hissed at her as she began to cross her hands across her chest, "Matter of fact pull those sexy nipples for me, get them nice and hard."

Again, Jenny’s hesitation cost her daughter dearly as James simply shrugged then yanked her tight jeans lower, partly exposing her blue cotton briefs. His mouth ran dry at the sight of her girlish mound prominent now beneath the soft material. Denise was horror-struck at the indignity of having her underwear exposed and began wriggling helpessly.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry," Jenny cried out…"Here James, I’m doing it….look!"

Letting go of the teenager’s belt, he turned his attention to the fully awesome sight before him as Jenny, standing there in just the sheerest of panties, beneath which he could clearly see some hot little brown curls, began pulling her nipples as she cupped both breasts. The drawing-power of this scene being such that he began once again to masturbate faster.

Despite the embarrassment and humiliation inherent in so vulnerable a position, Jenny was unable to prevent nature taking its course. Virtually naked and playing with herself in front of a stranger, as well as her bound and gagged twelve year old daughter, dredged-up its own unwanted arousal factor and even as her nipples became increasingly taut and sensitive she found herself blushing.

James caught her reddening cheeks. "Not all bad news, is it Jen? Stripping in company can be quite a turn-on eh? Don’t figure your daughter minds seeing her mom’s nipples getting hard – probably wants to have a suck herself." He laughed at his own insensitivity.

"May as well roll out the whole box and dice now sweetheart," he rasped, wanking himself with rare abandon. "Take your panties off and let’s see your pussy. It’s yours or hers Jenny." He added, angling a glance towards the shocked twelve-year old.

Sobbing with renewed vigor, she hooked her fingers in the waistband and tugged her skimpy panties down to her ankles where she let them slip off on to the carpet. Denise could but stare at her mom’s nakedness and dreadful vulnerability.

"Very very nice m’dear," he whispered, staring at the young mother from neck to knee as one might appraise a two grand hooker on loan for the night. "Now, show your little baby what naughty girls like you do when you’re feeling a bit frisky."

"Please don’t make me do that," she begged.

Making no reply, he simply leaned across and tugged Denise’s jeans to her knees, her underwear completely exposed to all and sundry. Able to make out the inward curve of the young girl’s vaginal ingress, he almost forgot about Jenny’s presence. Simply staring up between Denise’s legs he began pleasuring himself further.

Frantic now, Jenny began fingering herself. How could she be so wet she wondered?

"Here, watch me," she screamed out to him. James turned around. He could feel his grip on cohesive thought slipping, it was only a matter of time before he would be unable to control the emerging titan.

The girl standing there was slipping her fingers so hard up inside herself now he felt the onset of his own launch countdown. In an instant he was across the room and had Jenny on her back, his cock cruelly thrusting up inside her. He didn’t hear her scream of shame and discomfort, merely the pounding of his own blood pressure as he fucked insensible the submissive form beneath him.

Tears rolled down Denise’s face as she bore witness to her mother’s rape and debasement not three meters from where she lay prostrate and with her own clothing in tempting disarray.

Not satisfied with having raped the woman, James needed more. Pulling her up, he ordered her to get on her knees. Cum was running out of her even as she got on all fours, her rather compact rear end in line with her young daughter’s now blurry vision.

He had it in her within seconds and Denise could but watch, shattered and screaming silently as she watched her mom’s complete humiliation.

The worst was not over.

Turning to Denise, he slapped her mother’s ass-cheeks hard. "It’s OK sweetie, your mom is really enjoying this – probably the best fuck she’s ever had. You might wanna watch this though…little treat I had planned for her."

Pulling out of her pussy, Jenny just knelt there un-moving and semi-stunned. He continued groping her breasts lewdly then with no warning, began to push a finger inside her ass. Jenny began to shake her head….

"No…not that, please!"

Denise, unable to comprehend what she was seeing, had begun to shake her head in denial of the unfolding spectacle.

Watching the girl’s tortured learning curve, James grinned back at her. "Can’t stop progress kid. The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh away!"

He pushed a centimetre or two inside the forbidden channel.

"That hurts," Jenny sobbed, "Stop…please.. Not with my daughter watching."

She may as well have asked him to brush her hair gently.

The next few centimetres really did hurt and Jenny felt like she was being given an enema with a steel pipe. To James though, this was bliss….fucking the dignity out of every female slut that ever lived. He turned to look at Denise.

"Watch you little cunt," he mumbled almost incoherently, "Watch your mom’s ass getting fucked by a professional." The tears were streaming down the teenager’s face as she witnessed what no twelve-year old should ever have to see.

No longer aware even of her nakedness, all Jenny knew was a sea of pain. Sticky goo leaked from both fully defiled orifices and ran down the inside of her legs as she knelt there unmoving and crying folornly. She felt nothing, making no attempt even to prevent him from further fondling her breasts as he took full advantage of her weakened condition. He slipped a hand up between her legs, allowing the mixed bodily fluids to drip on to his fingers. He raised them to his mouth sucking them slowly.

The mist was clearing, his game-plan returning. Getting to his feet, he tossed a glance downwards at Jenny’s ravaged body. Handmarks and scratches all over her naked back, crimson areas of her ass cheeks where he had spanked her in so undignified a display during his final few spurts.

Cruelly pushing her flat on the carpet, he dragged her arms behind her back and bound them swiftly with duct-tape. "No more…please, no more," she begged him.

Turning her over he dragged her back towards the bed where after some slight manoeuvering he managed to get her alongside her daughter. Jenny’s breasts were splotchy and bore clear evidence of the unwanted therapy he had bestowed upon them.

Leaning to his left, he removed the duct-tape from Denise’s mouth an untied her wrists. On second thoughts he removed Jenny’s restraints too – no way she was running out of a locked door. Besides, he had a plans! Sensing that to scream would likely not be to her advantage, she just stared at him, completely terrified and shaking uncontrollably. Not even bothering to cover up his erection that had yet to return to its normal flaccid state, he merely tugged the young girl’s jeans off and sat looking at her breathing heavily.

"Show me your tits kid," was all he said. Denise looked horrified towards her mother.

"You promised," Jenny pleaded. "You promised…."

"Well, I think if we have the Court reporter read back the transcript Jenny, you’ll find simply that "you begged"…..I promised nothing." He turned back to the frightened young teenager. "Now show me your fucking tits girl."

Shaking, she raised her arms and pulled her top off. Jenny in that moment, lost all hope and just buried her head in her hands. The sight of the twelve year old sitting there in just her bra and panties was enough to bring his erection back to its former glory. As she unhooked the clasp at the front of her tiny bra, his mouth dried up like the Utah Salt Flats at the prospect of the coming vision.

The smallest of mounds slid into view, each surmounted by the puffiest and as far as he could judge, sexiest of girlish nipples it had been his pleasure ever to recall.

"Now you see Jenny?" he leered, "That’s what I’m talking about." So saying, he passed his hands across the young girl’s chest, allowing himself the luxury of contact with the softest of the soft. The small nipples jiggled beneath his touch and as Denise began sobbing at the shame of her exposure, he felt around each nipple and callously began flicking them softly.

He inclined his head towards the teenager. "Hey sweetie," he teased, "Don’t cry – pretty little tits like these – you should be proud of them."

He was now fondling her either side with quite some relish. At the point he began to rub his hand rapidly across both mounds, the girl’s sudden intake of breath and pleas for release from this demeaning treatment, would have drawn from most men some skerrick of sympathy. In James’ case however, so aroused was he at the young girl’s helpless aspect, his need to possess her more, simply intensified.

"Oh, you want your mummy Denise, do you?" he teased. "Well here you go then." At this point he lifted her beneath her armpits and shoved her back until she was lying flush up against Jenny who herself was slumped against the wooden bedhead.

"Now you can feel your mom’s titties behind you kid, right? Feel nice don’t they?…Hey mom," he added, "What say you have a little fondle of your daughter’s sexy tits while I enjoy myself here." He had a hold of his erection now and was wanking once again, in full view of the terrified child. Jenny made no move to comply, but at the point he retrieved the knife and waved it threateningly towards Denise’s face, she encircled her daughter’s waist and with pained reluctance raised her hands towards the girl’s chest.

"That’s it Jen….don’t be shy," he encouraged her…"Play with them," The disgust in her face was obvious, but as her fingers closed-in upon her daughter’s developing mounds, she started fondling the soft tissue and rubbing the nipples between her thumb and forefinger.

Denise gave a cry of utter shock as her mother’s fingers intruded upon areas where no mom would normally venture. Even the tears subsided as she glanced downwards and watched fascinated as Jenny continued to violate her most intimate of girlish possessions.

The view from James’ aspect one must say, was quite without precedent, even given his awesomely debauched experience. A twelve-year old little blonde temptress stripped to her panties and hunched-up between her naked mother’s legs – spread to accommodate her daughter’s new-found locale, having her nipples manipulated slowly. If he wasn’t mistaken, the young girl’s curvy little hips were wriggling with unforced pleasure from the sensations being afforded those perky little nipples.

"Now, I want you to reach behind you Denise – just your right hand sweetheart. Find your mom’s hot little pussy and start fingering her." Jenny began shaking her head and Denise – sobbing again.

"Oh sorry girls…wasn’t I forceful enough," he picked up the knife with his free hand.

His erection took on a new-found strength as the girl’s hand now inched its way behind her hips. He could see from the shocked expression on Jenny’s face that exploring fingertips had reached the holy of holies.

"Push right in Denise," he ordered. "Bit sticky in there, but you’ll get used to it babe."

If this wasn’t the sight to end all sights," he was understandably thinking.

Jenny’s hips themselves were reacting now to her daughter’s enforced exploratories while she was needing no further encouragement to continue fondling Denise’s hot little mounds upon which both nipples were quite obviously reacting to their maternal stimulation.

He was sure he heard a moan escape Jenny’s lips. Working his erection in full view of both girls – this was Christmas come early.

His voice wavering from his own exertions he gave one final order.

"P..put your right hand in your daughter’s panties Jenny, start fingering her hot little cunt for me."

"Nooooo," she wailed. "Don’t make me do that…not that!"

Before James could even react, Denise looked upwards.

"It’s Ok…mom…he’ll only hurt us. You can do it to me."

His eyes were glued to the progress of Jenny’s hand as it inched its way inside the young girl’s light blue cotton panties, her legs parted much to the same degree as her mother’s. He wanked ferociously as he saw clearly beneath the thin material, her fingers intrude upon the girl’s virginal mound, gently parting her labia and inserting what was probably her little finger into what must have been right then, the hottest little slit on God’s own earth..

Unable to suppress a gasp, Denise reacted by pushing her own fingers further into her mother’s vagina. It was just so hot there!

As Jenny began to gently rub her fingers up and down her daughter’s pussy, James found reserves of cum he couldn’t believe were still on site. Kneeling up, he simply spurted a stream of hot white goo in an arc that covered Denise’s face, her exposed breasts, the front of her panties and both girl’s legs.

The mist returned.

Grabbing the child by the arms he wrenched her from her mother’s grasp and just tossed her on her back where she lay whimpering. Literally ripping the panties off her now, he thrust his hands up between the girl’s legs and began rubbing her fully hairless pussy with one hand, her breasts with the other. She began to scream…as did her mother, but he no longer cared. Rape was the only thing on the agenda. When he had done her, he would take Jenny again.

Forcing her legs apart, the head of his erection was poised at the gates of the new kingdom. He pushed hard. Unfortunately the gates were locked and as Denise screamed out to her mother, he butchered her hymen with firstly his fingers and then when all else failed, the head of his penis.

So tight the channel, so red the blood.

Nothing mattered but raping this twelve year old harlot. Fucking that virginal pussy till time ran out. He had her legs now at something approaching one forty degrees. Denise was screaming in pain, his own penile skin rubbed raw by the friction inherent in tunnelling between so narrow an entranceway. Another ten seconds - he may have cum in her. The question will never be answered.

Leaving his knife on the side of the bed really had been a big mistake!

There was suddenly a lot more blood!

(c) Peter_Pan 2005   http://www.lulu.com/content/106537

I sat at a table really horney,, after about an hour alone i was getting bored I saw 5 lesbians rubbing each others pussys and kissing each other i was SO wet i started rubbing my clit.. about 3mins later before i knew it i was fingering myself with my eyes closed one of the girls had a dildo in her bag and it fell out rolling accross the floor.. underneath my table as she walked over she saw what I was doing and she and her other friends sat next to me.. i opend my eyes and saw them... we started talking and getting to know each other I was still fingering myself as we talked pretty soon after some of there fingers joined mine '' wanna go to a hotel '' said one of them.. I agreed and we all caught a taxi fingering each other in the backseat

when we got there we threw open the door and all of the girls pushed me onto the bed they started licking me.. i felt there wet tounges writhing around inside me.. i was in heaven,, I started to come ''OH YES FUCK ME!! FUCKK ME!!'' i screamed one of the girls lifted her pussy above my mouth and I started to eat her out and finger her suddenly i felt someone squeese my nipples and i let out a loud moan they started to suck and i felt sumone bite my pussy a little i was coming so much everyone was so wet i was in heaven..

I will never forget that night.

 

            Hi, I’m Kevin.  I was reminded of this event recently, as I saw my old girlfriend the other day.  I’m 33, but at the time, I was 17.  I was about 6’ with dark hair, and blue, almost gray eyes.  I wasn’t as muscular as Ahh-nold, but I could throw around 75lb speakers like nothing.  I was the sound guy for a local band, and my girlfriend, Monica, helped me out a lot.  She was 18 at the time, and, as my grandmother always would say, “I could eat soup off of her head.”  She had long blonde hair, was short, and a gymnast.  When I first met here, I thought she was an albino, till I saw her eyes.  They were the bluest I had ever seen.  She was going off to college in the fall, and the band was breaking up after playing a few shows that weekend.  Here’s what happened on one of our last days together:

 

            “Could you un-plug that mic over there please?”  I said. 

 

            “Which one?  There’s three,” answered Monica.

 

            “Never mind, I’ll get it.”

 

            We were packing up the gear after the beginning of the end of the band Davy’s gigs together.  I was tangled up in un-hooking all my gear around the mixer.  I ran sound.  Monica helped me. 

 

            “I’ll just un-plug them all,” Monica yelled from the stage.

 

After another hour, we finally had all the sound gear loaded into our cars.  By this time, it was getting dark out, and none of us had eaten.  The band and I decided to go out to dinner at PJ’s.  After that, Monica and I went to drop the gear at my house, but she asked if I’d go to her house instead.

 

            “You wanna come to my place?” she asked.

 

            “Sure, I need to tell my sister, my parents are out of town.”

           

            “That’s cool.  You wanna follow me, or do you want to lead?”

 

            “You lead.”

 

            The park we played at was a ways away from here house, so we got there a little after nine. 

 

            “Wow it’s late.  Would you like to stay the night?  My parents are out of town too,” she said with a devilish grin on her face.

 

            How could I resist?  I called home again and used some lame excuse that I had a flat tire and would be staying with Monica for the night.  Little did I know what would happen that night.

 

            Once we got inside, she said, “Would you like to play poker?”

 

            “Sure,” I said.  I had never played poker before.  “You’re gonna have to refresh my memory, I only remember how to play Go-Fish.”

 

            “Not a problem,” she answered.  Then, explained how to play.  It seemed easier that I thought.

 

            “OK, now that you’ve explained it, I see one basic flaw in your plan: there are no chips, unless you plan on using potato chips.”  Some times I’m a little too sarcastic for my own good.

 

            “Ever hear of strip poker?” 

 

            “Are you serious?”  A little background information:  we were on a Catholic retreat the weekend before, and as such, had always been taught that sex before marriage was the work of the devil.  “Man,” I thought.  “He knows how to live large.”  After getting my little angel/devil debate over with, guess who won.  “You deal.”

 

            Before long, we both were sitting in just our underwear.  Somehow, I won the next hand.

 

            “Damn,” she said.  “Oh-well, rules are rules.”  And with that, promptly removed her bra.  Damn, I thought.  Now I had done like every guy my age and cruised the internet, but it was the first time I actually had a pair of tits staring me in the face.  Not that I had ever dreamed about Monica naked before.

 

            The next hand was also won by yours-truly, so, off went the panties.  By now, I had noticed a flaw in the design of boxers: they don’t hide anything.  At that point, she decided to stand up and show herself off.

 

            None of the girls on the web came close to her.  Her skin was milky white, and she definatly had shaved, as there was no hair at all around her happy place. She had small tits, but her pale pink nipples stood at attention.  “We’re gonna have to do something about that,” I thought to myself.  She chose that point to bend over to get here panties off her legs, giving me the best view of her bald pussy.  It seemed like I might not fit in there.  “We’re gonna have to try to fix that.”  Inner monologue again.

 

            “Now, that’s more comfortable,” she told me.

            “I’ll bet.  That’s more comfortable for both of us.”

 

            “Hmmm?”

 

            “Never mind.”

 

            Lady luck held out for me and I won the next hand.

 

            “Haa.  I win again.”

 

            “Since I’m already naked, how about I do something for you."  I know you want to get inside me, so, go ahead.”

 

            It took the committee in my head a few minutes to fully comprehend what my ears had just heard.  So I said the first thing that came to mind.

 

            “Excuse me?”

 

            “Fuck me.”

 

            “Well,” said the chairman of the board, “I think here meaning is clear.”

 

            She slid my boxers off and our lips found each other’s.  That was my first kiss too.  And with that, she slid me into her tight, dripping wet pussy.  “Wow,” I thought, “it is tight.  I filled it to capacity.

 

            “Wait,” she said.  “It’s my first time too, so, please, go slow.”

 

            With that, she raised her hips up and slammed back down on me, letting out a squeal as her cherry popped.  She had to stop and cry into my shoulder for a few minutes.  After that, it was clear sailing.  Faster and faster I pumped in and out of her.  Soft little moans escaping her lips.

 

            “Oh shit,” she cried out.  “Oh man, I think I’m gonna….shit, I’m cumming.”

 

            And with that interesting line, she shuddered and went limp, but was back up in no time.

 

            “Monica, I think it’s my turn to cum.”

 

            “Keep it in.”

 

            I felt that familiar sensation deep within my balls, then felt that explosion as we both started cumming hard, then, collapsed together onto the floor.

 

            After a few minutes, she looked up at me and said, “I want to try something.”  She grabbed my limp cock in her warm hands, and stroked it until it stood at attention.  She stuck it in her mouth and got spit all over it.  Then, took it out, and directed me to her ass. 

 

            “Fuck my ass.  I heard other girls talking about it, and I want to try it.”

 

            I slid into her ass-hole and she screamed.  I stopped to let her get used to me.  Then slid in some more, repeating the process until my full 8 inches was in her ass.

 

            “Oh fuck that hurts.”

 

            It occurred to me, that I had never heard her use the word fuck until that night, even though both of us were techies.

 

            “Man, get it out, it hurts to much.”

 

            “OK” I said rather gloomily.  Out it came with a sick sounding pop, and a dribble of shit.

 

            We kept having sex till late into the night, when we fell asleep.  I wished she wasn’t going to college, thought about how beutiful she looked, hoped she wasn’t getting pregnant from this, and then, promptly fell asleep.

 

Stay tuned for part two

"Freeze, scumbags!" she souted at the chronically confused assassins. She had interrupted the blowjobs right in the middle and they were too overcome by lust to do anything. Ashton knew that they wanted more than anything to reach the point of orgasm, to cum and relieve themselves. But she would not let them. Not until they swore to assassinate their master, the evil Red Duke.

"What's the matter? You boys look mighty tense and frustrated. You look like you need to release some fluid, yes?" she mocked, pointing at their protruding dicks.

"Well you're not gonna. I won't allow you to cum until to agree to work for me. Otherwise, your sperm is staying in your shafts. Got it?" They soon acquiesced and with that, Ashton got back down on her knees and started to suck once more. It didn't take long until they were all spewing their creamy cum all over her black uniform. Some of it splashed her eyelashes and a huge wad of it landed on her forehead, dripping down onto her face and into her mouth. Their cocks glistened with released sperm. They'd never be the same again. The blowbang had made them into her willing slaves. She knew this as she tucked their sticky penises back into their underpants and trousers and fastened their zippers. The cum stained their trousers and no doubt their pants felt very, very wet, but she would not let them change out of their sperm-soaked clothes until they eliminated the Red Duke. And so she sent them on their merry way. Once they were gone, she unbuttoned her skirts and started frigging herself silly. She just loved to masturbate after a good day's work.

Bert's peter was now stiff and throbbing and he openly rubbed it. Most of the other people sitting in the club did the same. The threesome on stage were putting on a hot show and all the spectators were affected by it; Bert most of all.

It had been two years since he had seen his daughter. He had served a stretch in jail for certain "underworld" offenses. His daughter Tammy had periodically written to him when he was in jail. In the last letter he had received from her, she had informed him of her move to Los Angeles, and the letter bore a return address that Bert guessed was a film or media location.

Upon his release from jail, he headed for Los Angeles.

The address indeed turned out to be a film company's location: Firecum Productions, one of many XXX film production companies in the Los Angeles area. At Firecum Productions, Bert learned that his daughter had recently appeared in a film, but that she was not under contract to the production company and her current address was unknown. But he also learned that she, like a number of other "porno" actresses, worked in certain clubs when she was between films. He obtained a list of the clubs.

He would go to each one till he found his daughter, but he first wanted to see the film in which she had appeared.

It was easy enough to see it. The film was playing in a number of X-rated movie houses...

Bert sat in the movie theater and watched the film. It was hot and arousing. His daughter had a major role in the movie. He stroked his prick as he watched a man pump his dick from behind in Tammy's cunt as she licked a woman's pussy.

I'm going to fuck you, Bert silently said to his daughter on the screen. If it's the last thing I do, I'm going to fuck you. He rubbed his rock-hard cock. And that's not all I'm going to do. I'm going to ride you...You're going to carry me...You're going to work for me...You're going to make me money--a lot of money.

After watching the film, Bert began his search in the clubs. It didn't take him long to strike pay dirt. The third club he entered featured his daughter....

After the show was over, Bert went backstage. He saw the attractive redhead who had licked his daughter's cunt in the show, and told her he was looking for Tammy. "Tell her that her daddy Bert is here and wants to see her," he said. She smiled knowingly and cocked her hips. "Okay, daddy, I'll tell her." He watched her prance away to a door, open it and go in. She was dressed in a brief shift, and his mouth literally watered. She was one sexy fox, and Bert's peter hardened even more. He hadn't had any pussy in two years, and his dick was hard as a rock; it throbbed and ached.

A moment later she opened the door and called to him. He went over and she motioned toward the inside, "Tammy's in there." Bert entered the room.

His daughter was dressed in tight shorts and a halter. She smiled uncertainly at him and murmured "Daddy..."

"Hi, baby," he said and went to her and took her in his arms. He pressed his stiff throbbing prick between her legs.

"Oh, Daddy," she said softly. "I can't believe it. When...when did you get out?"

"A few days ago," he answered. He pressed his cock harder between her thighs and stroked her back. "I saw the show here."

She looked down and said, "You did?"

"Yeah. It was good. Real good."

She was clearly embarrassed. She hadn't seen her father in two years, and when she did see him, there she was--working in a live sex club. The last time he had seen her, she wasn't a "harlot"; now--she was a paid sex performer.

"I...I don't know what to say," she blushed and held her head down.

"No need to say anything. I saw the movie you were in too." He nuzzled her cheek and neck, stroked her flanks and hips and mashed his hard peter upon her crotch.

She clearly felt his big hard throbbing prick grinding upon her, and she then knew the score; she understood the situation.

As they left the room, he brushed his hand over her big smooth rump; as they left the club, he ran his hand over it again. She drove to her place, and when she placed the key in the lock to open the door, he stroked her big soft butt.

"Would you like a drink?" she asked when they entered her place.

"Sure, baby," he replied.

He didn't waste any time. As she stood at the counter mixing drinks, he went up behind her, slipped his arms around her waist and pressed his crotch upon her rump.

He mashed his stone-hard cock into her butt, grinding it on her big smooth ass. He slid his hands under her halter and cupped her breasts, palming and kneading the cantaloup-sized knockers.

"Ohh," she breathed out. "Oh Daddy."

He turned her around, raked her halter up and went down on her tits, licking and sucking the big firm mounds.

"Umm, ahh," she cooed as he flicked her nipples with his tongue and sucked her teats with his lips. "God, you are turned on," she breathed huskily.

He unzipped his fly and pulled out his prick. It was big, rigid and throbbing. Her eyes widened and she licked her lips. "My god, you're big." She grasped his rod and stroked it. "It's huge."

He clasped her head and shoulder and pushed down on her. "Go down, honey. Go down on it."

She went to her knees and he guided his peter to her face. "Suck it, baby. Suck it like you sucked that man's cock in the show."

She opened her lips and he slipped his dick in. He clutched her head and slid his prick into her warm wet silky mouth.

"Oh yes...ahh," he groaned at the sensation of her lips and tongue on his cock. He drove his dick on in, and then began sliding it back and forth. "Oh yeah, that's the way, baby," he huffed. "That's the way to suck it. Goddamn, but you've got a wet hot mouth. Oh baby, suck my prick, suck every inch of it."

He hunched his crotch on her face, humping his peter down to her throat. "I'm fucking your mouth, baby," he panted, "I'm deep-throating you."

She sucked voraciously on his cock, using her palate, gums, tongue and lips.

He felt his balls swelling and the cum churning and swirling in his bag. He slid his dick out of her mouth and went down on his knees and pulled her down on her back. He unsnapped her shorts and slid them off, raised her legs and drew them back, and went down on her. He buried his face on her quim, rubbing it up and down and around.

He clasped her hips and went to town on her cunt. He slid his tongue in and licked and sucked her clit, then began jamming and flicking and jabbing his tongue in her quiff.

She clutched his head and lurched her pussy up, mashing and grinding it on his face. "Oh, ah, your tongue," she panted. "Oh, it's so long and thick--ahh--it feels like a cock."

He tongue-fucked his daughter, jabbing and zipping his tongue up and down her cunt.

"Oh god, eat me, Daddy!" she gasped. "Eat my pussy. Fuck me with your tongue. Goddamn, it feels so fucking good!"

He ate her out for a good five minutes, then he slid his tongue out and mounted her.

He dug his dick up her cunt, stuffing it in her in one continuous stroke.

"Oh god, oh Daddy!" she cried. "Oh, you're so big, so hard!"

She wrapped her arms and legs around him and lifted her pelvis up to give him full access to her cunt.

He pumped his meat in her, frigging her fast and hard, jabbing every inch of his prick in her quim.

"Oh, ah, you've got the biggest cock," she gasped. "Oh, you're filling me up--ahh, you're fucking me to my core--oh god, no one's ever fucked me so deep, so good!"

He pounded his peter in her, ramming it to her very marrow.

"Fuck!" he cried. "Fuck, baby, fuck!"

"Oh Jesus, oh hot cum!" she panted. "This is the best fucking I've ever had. Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me! Pump the meat to me, fill me up with cock!"

He jammed his entire dick up her quiff and let her have it. He pissed a stream of semen in her pussy.

"Cuming in you!" he gasped. "Hot cum deep in your cunt!"

"Goddamn, Jesus Christ, squirt it in me, Daddy! Squirt it deep!"

She panted and gasped and bucked and hunched as her father spurted gob after gob of semen in her....

Later that night, a young attractive woman entered the house. It was the redhead who had been in the show with Bert's daughter. Her name was Ginger and she shared the house with Tammy. She was a sexy piece, and Bert began to formulate plans--monetary plans that would involve both his daughter and her.

The next morning, Bert awoke with a half-stiff dick. He got up and walked to the kitchen and saw his daughter standing by the counter preparing coffee. All she had on was a short silk slip. His prick hardened as he looked at her. She was pretty, with curled blond hair, deep brown eyes, peachy complexion and flesh, firm and full-bodied, breasts the size and shape of cantaloups, full creamy legs, and a big soft smooth rump. His cock reared up, rigid and throbbing.

He went up behind her and mashed his stiff aching peter on her ass, grinding it in that big soft butt. He ran his hands up to her breasts and rubbed and squeezed the big jugs.

"My dick's as hard as a rock," he rasped, hunching it on her rump.

"Oh Daddy, umm, ohh," she breathed out huskily.

He pulled her ass down and entered her pussy from behind. He groaned with lust as his hard throbbing prick plunged into her warm damp snug quim. "Oh yeah, goddamn, sweet fucking cunt," he hissed as he jammed his cock up her quiff.

He screwed her fully and soundly, cramming his entire peter in her pussy, frigging her with long strong solid full strokes.

"Ohh, oh Daddy, ahh," she panted with passion and hunched back at him. "Oh, you've got the longest, thickest prick. Ah, ride me, Daddy, ride me."

He squeezed her tits good and hard as he rapped his dick in her quim.

"Jesus Christ, this is heaven!" she cried. "Oh Daddy, you can ride me. I'll carry you. Oh, you can stay here, Daddy, I'll carry you!"

He rammed his big cock in her, screwing her fast and hard.

"Goddamn, sweet motherfucking prick fucking me!" she cried. "Ahh, I want it every day. Oh Daddy, fuck me every day--just like this!"

"Oh yeah," he huffed, "gonna fuck you every day, baby, gonna pump the meat to you every day."

He humped it in her, pounding his peter like a jackhammer in her pussy.

"Here it comes, baby," he grunted. "Here it comes in your cunt."

He jammed his dick to the hilt up her quiff and let her have it. He spewed a thick glob of sperm in her core.

"Oh god, Jesus fucking Mary, yes!" she cried. "Cum in me, Daddy, give me all you've got, squirt cum in your daughter's cunt!"

He obliged her. He spurted a half-dozen gobs of semen in her marrow, filling her pussy up with thick creamy cum....

Bert knew it was just a matter of time till he would fuck Ginger. His daughter's housemate knew the score; she knew he was screwing Tammy; she'd even seen them fucking once.

Bert's cock jerked at the thought of that luscious redhead. She had a heart-shaped baby face, shimmering red hair falling in wispy waves past her shoulders, emerald eyes, creamy flesh, and a curvy voluptuous body. His peter shot up, stiff as a board, pulsating and aching at the thought of that delicious young pussy.

I'm gonna fuck you, Bert thought, stroking his prick. Gonna fuck you good.

The time came soon enough.

Tammy had gone out, leaving Ginger and Bert in the house. All Ginger had on was a short filmy robe. She mixed a drink and sprawled on the sofa. Bert knew the time had come. His dick was rock-hard and throbbing, and that luscious cunt was sprawled on the couch. Yes, now was the time.

He didn't say a word. He strode to her, grabbed her legs and drew them back and went down on his knees before her. Her quim was wide-open to him. It was like a golden-red peach ripe to eat. He rubbed his whole face on it; then he snaked out his tongue. He slid and rubbed it on her clit, licking the nub with his tongue as he sucked it with his lips.

She lurched up, mashing and grinding her quiff on his face. She clasped his head and began gasping and panting.

He dug his tongue into her pussy, jabbing and flicking and twirling it.

"Ooh, ahh, umm, ahh," she crooned and rotated her butt. "Ah, what a tongue! God, it's as big as a cock. Oh, you're fucking me--you're fucking me with your tongue!"

He mashed and squeezed her big soft ass as he jammed his tongue in her cunt.

She reached down and clutched his crotch and rubbed his peter. He gasped with the sensation and pulled her down off the couch onto his lap. He hunched up and drove his hard prick into her quim. He didn't hesitate. He plunged it up her quiff in one continuous stroke. Her pussy was hot, moist and snug. He crammed it good, rapping his dick hard and fast up her cunt.

"Oh god, what a cock!" she panted and hunched. "Ah, you're a giant! Oh darling, I've never been fucked so good. Ooh, ahh, you've got the cock I've been searching for."

He went down on her titties, sucking the nubs and flicking the nipples with his tongue.

"Oh, ah, suck, bite my tits!" she gasped. "Bite me, fuck me, ram it in me good. Rape me! Rape me hard!"

He frigged her fast and furiously, pounding his meat in her quim.

"Jesus Christ, what I wouldn't give to be fucked like this every day!" she cried.

"Gonna give it to you every day, baby." he hissed. "Gonna give you the prick every day."

She climaxed twice before he shot his load in her. As he pumped cum in her quiff, she climaxed a third time. "Oh, ah, keep cuming!" she gasped. "Fill me up with fuck. Give me all your cum."

He poured it in her, pissing a stream of semen deep in her pussy.

They shared an afterfuck. She swirled her cunt on his peter, and he felt it growing stiff again.

He pulled his dick out of her quim and guided it to her mouth. "Suck it," he said. He clutched the back of her head and pushed his cock against her lips.

"Oh yeah," he huffed at the sensation of his prick sliding between her lips and into her warm wet mouth. "Suck my dick, baby, suck it down to my balls."

He fucked the luscious redhead's mouth, pumping his peter to the hilt, down to her throat. She sucked his cock avidly, bobbing her head, working her lips, tongue, palate, gums all over it.

He gave a great cry of lust and heaved every inch of his prick in her mouth, down to her gullet, and let it go. He spurted a glob of sperm down her throat. She gulped and swallowed and sucked it down.

"Gonna feed you a diet of cum, baby," he panted. "Gonna squirt cum in your mouth and pussy every day."

Bert knew he had his daughter and Ginger. He knew he could fuck them every day and night. But he wanted more--much more. He wanted to live off them; he wanted to make money from them--lots of money. And he knew how he could do it. He would whore them out. But he knew he would need some help. He would need to "numb" them down. He needed to obtain some numbing agents.

It didn't take him long to obtain what he needed. He was savvy; he knew where to go to get the agents.

He obtained quantities of stimulants and aphrodisiacal agents, and began giving them to his daughter and Ginger. At first he mixed them in drinks till the two women were stoned enough; then he had them to snort a powder form of the agents. The result was that his daughter and Ginger stayed bombed--and horny....

Bert watched as his first customer fucked Tammy. The man pumped his dick in her quim, frigging her good. Tammy was glassy-eyed and wore a stoned smile as the man humped her quiff. Bert also wore a smile. The man who was scewing his daughter had paid a goodly sum to him.

Tammy had her arms and legs wrapped around the man and was hunching her cunt to meet his thrusts. Her head was thrown back and she was gasping and panting.

Bert's prick grew stiff watching his daughter being frigged, watching the man's peter plunge in and out of her pussy. By the time the man shot his load in Tammy, Bert's cock was rigid and throbbing.

The man rolled off Tammy, and Bert took over. He threw his daughter's legs over his shoulders, clutched her big soft ass and stuffed his rock-hard dick up her cunt.

"Fuck!" he hissed. "Fuck, daughter, fuck!"

"Oh yes! Oh Daddy, give it to me! Fuck me! Fuck me, Daddy, fuck me!"

He screwed his young pretty daughter fast and hard, pumping his meat in her, pounding his prick in her quim.

"Oh yeah, hot fucking cum in you, baby!" he huffed. He grunted and growled as he emptied his balls in her, spewing a glob of semen in her pussy.

"Oh god, Jesus Christ--now!" she cried. "I'm cuming now! Cuming so fucking hot, so fucking good!"

Bert pulled his peter out. "She's hot as hell," he said to the man. "Fuck her again."

The man mounted Tammy and frigged her again. She bucked and humped and gasped as he hunched his dick in her, screwing her with lusty jabs.

"Oh, ah, I can't get enough," she panted. "Can't get enough cock. Oh god, keep fucking me, don't ever stop--I want to fuck forever. I want a prick fucking me every day, every night, every minute. I want a prick stuffed in me all the time."

The man poured it in her, spurting cum up her cunt.

As soon as the man rolled off, Bert grabbed his daughter, turned her over, pulled her up on her knees and pushed his peter between her rumpmounds. "Ah yes, up your ass, baby," he hissed. "Up your sweet-fucking ass."

He pushed and heaved his dick, digging it up his daughter's big soft butt. "Goddamn, you're tight as hell," he huffed. "You've got the tightest ass I've ever fucked."

"Oh, oh god, oh Daddy," she gasped as he stuffed his big hard prick up her rump.

"Screwing your ass, baby," he grunted. "Oh yeah--screwing that sweet tight ass. Goddamn, I'm gonna have you fucked every day. Gonna have cocks fucking your cunt, your mouth, your ass, every day."

"Oh, ah, I want it, Daddy. Oh, Jesus Christ, I want cock! I want it every day."

"You're gonna get it, baby," he said. "Every day--and every night." He gave a mighty heave and rammed every inch of his cock up his daughter's ass....

Bert stroked his dick in satisfaction as he watched the three men fuck his daughter and Ginger. The men had given him a nice sum, and Bert was pleased as punch. He knew he had a gold mine in his daughter and Ginger, and he intended to mine them for all they were worth. They're going to make me rich, he thought. How lucky can you get. Two hot young pretty women who'll do anything I want.

He looked at the three man screwing Ginger and his daughter. One man was pumping his peter in Ginger's quim as another slid his prick in her mouth. She had a glazed look in her eyes.

Tammy was on her hands and knees and a man was humping her from behind. She had a glassy-eyed, stoned look.

Bert went to his daughter and guided his cock to her mouth. He pushed it forward and grunted with the sensation as it slid between her soft warm lips. He clutched her head and began fucking her mouth.

Ah, it doesn't get any better than this, he thought as he pumped his dick in his daughter's mouth. It sure as hell beats working for a living.

          “It won’t be long now Stacy.” Betty assured continuing, “Soon you’ll see that adults, or people in general, tend to behave pretty much the same with their clothes off. I get horny just trying to guess what kind of action I’m going to see. Maybe a couple of women will go at it in the bedroom. I like to watch the wives engaging in Lesbianism, sometimes one or both will gush on other’s face. I like to watch hot fucking and sucking session’s period; ‘Girl on girl, boy on girl, girl with a dog.’”

 

“Wait a minute,” Stacy interrupted somewhat distressed asking, “You’ve seen these people doing it with dogs Betty?”

 

“Oh no just the women do it with the dogs; and boy do they get naaassty…!” Betty explained with an exaggerated hunching of her hips clearing any doubt for Stacy.

 

“That sounds gross.” Stacy said wrinkling her nose as she unconsciously squeezed her clitoris. Stacy didn’t want to let Betty know that she has no real experience with sex or that she masturbates, even though she knows Betty does.

 

“Maybe we’ll be lucky one of them will get it on with their dog, and you’ll see what I mean, ‘that really does make me wet my panties.’ Especially after he sinks that huge kno…” Betty paused not wanting to scare her new and innocent friend off, because she has plans for Stacy’s virginity. “When he slips his cock into her cunt!” Betty said impishly, her voice breathy as she spoke turned and smiled warmly at Stacy adding, “More likely two couples will be on that bed in matter of minutes!”

 

Stacy didn’t answer, she just looked at Betty closely, and she found that impish delight in her face strangely arousing. She felt nervous, and little guilty about peeking through the bedroom window; and yet she felt aroused by both the naughtiness of what they were doing and by how excited Betty was. She must’ve been out of her mind to agree to accompany Betty on this voyeuristic prank because she knew that at some point she would say something and Betty would find out that she was a virgin; but glad she did because of these new and delightful feelings she was having inside her stomach. Still she was feeling a twinge of guilt as Stacy thought, “It isn’t right to spy on people engaged in sexual activities, or any kind of private activity, for that matter.” Yet it was still mysterious and exciting, sneaking around in the dark, and watching people do nasty things to each other things that she had never seen. Eventually she surrendered to her hungry curiosity and the tingling warmth growing in her groin as she sat with her new friend Betty impatiently waiting for something to start.

 

“We’re in luck,” Betty whispered excitedly, when the first couple entered the room hand and hand smiling. “I’ve seen this couple in action before, with them selves and others.” She commented knowingly adding, “they’ll go down on each other before they fuck, they always do. I know you’ll get a big bang out of watching that. They may even go sixty-nine, before he puts the blocks to her.”

 

Stacy interrupted, “What do you mean sixty-nine and put the blocks to her?”

 

“He has a ‘big…! Cock…!’” Betty said, with emphasizing ‘big cock’, as Betty looked through a wide circle she made with her parted thumb and fore finger and then spreading her hands disclosing his length adding, “That is when they both eat each other out. Now remember just whisper and don’t get too close to the window I don’t want them to find out that some one has been watching them.” Betty cast a smiling glance at Stacy while she stared wide eyed through the window.

 

“Yes I’ll be quiet.” Stacy answer peering through the parted shade. She was certain that she had slipped and let on to her virginity and was glad that Betty had apparently not noticed her slip and stopped talking, as there was a long silence. Not that she thought the couple that had entered the bedroom could hear. It was warm; the windows were down and the air-conditioning was on, and music was playing, and they were laughing and giggling about something as they walked into the room. Stacy even felt a little pang of regret because they wouldn’t be able to hear as well.

 

The man and woman both looked to be in their late thirties. He was tan, and dark haired with other good-looking features like powerful arms and a big round chest. It was the huge bulge in his pants that captivated Stacy and that wet stain at the end of the bulge. The lady was quite short, and stocky, not fat just big boned. She had a very pretty face, with big dark eyes and thick black eyebrows and full sized lips covering her shiny white teethe accented by her long wavy raven black hair. Her breasts were large yet pert, topped with large fleshy nipples their outline could be seen clearly as they jutted through her sheer blouse.

 

Stacy continued to stare as they began to undress them selves, standing close and keeping their eyes on each other as more and more flesh was revealed. The woman’s breasts (or titties), as Stacy knew Betty would call the big twin mounds that were poking straight out, even without the bra. Soon she saw the man’s cock, also poking straight out her mouth gaped as precum started oozing out making a long string and dangle a bit before dropping. In a matter of seconds the man and woman were both completely naked. Stacy failed to suppress a little gasp as the woman dropped to her knees in front of the man and grabbed his cock with both hands and started licking all around the big head and suckling loud enough for them to hear.

 

“She’ll suck his dick till it gets real hard,” Betty whispered. “Then he’ll work his mouth all over her pussy before they fuck. She won’t blow him off all the way. That’d mean that she’d have to wait for him to get another hard-on before they fuck. Look at that!” Betty hissed as the man’s penis vanished into the woman’s mouth.

Stacy could think of nothing to say as she watched in awe; but thought she’d put up a fight if somebody tried pulling her away from the window now, she was panting and looking and wanted to see more… much more. The woman had started licking the man’s hairy heavy hanging testicles. The man tapped the woman’s head lightly and she pulled back, her parted lips glistening wetly in the light.

 

Betty whispered with impish glee, “Did you see that?”

 

“No, what did I miss? I just looked away for a moment!” Stacy hissed.

 

“That long stringer of precum; see it hanging from his dick?” Betty enthusiastically pointed out, adding, “This guy shoots off the biggest loads I’ve ever seen.”

 

“Oh! God! Do you think he pulled it out of her mouth in time?” Stacy gasped.

 

“In time; what do mean?” Betty asked curiously.

 

“Well before she got it in her mou…?” Stacy stopped talking as the woman slurped the long stringer onto her mouth. Stacy now knew that she had just given away her secret and quite easily.

 

Pointing out Betty added as she looked at her friend, “She had to have sucked at least a mouth full of his precum before he stopped her. Don’t you get a mouthful from your boyfriend?”

 

“This boy was trying to get me to suck his penis like that and he promised that he wouldn’t cum in my mouth.” Stacy hissed trying to stay quiet looking at the ground she knew that Betty had to have figured it out by now and then quietly added, “I almost did but mom drove by and called me to the car.”

 

“I’ve seen this lady take that dick out and suck it ‘Off…!’ And swallow every drop.” Betty loudly whispered, coyly adding, “This is your first time to see it huh? Till now it‘s only been those dorky pictures in health class?

 

“Yea. I’ve done some kissing, and petting, but never been touched except on my tits once by that boy who tried to well you know.” Stacy embarrassingly admitted.

 

“That’s OK just watch the window we’ll have some fun and we’ll talk later.” Betty assured and stroking Stacy’s hair softly Betty whispered, “That boy told you a lie; they start leaking as soon as they get that thing inside a hot hole; and it don’t matter what kind it is.” As the couple climbed onto the bed and Betty whispered, “They’re getting more comfortable.”

 

Stacy had figured that out herself. She was already feeling sexy-hot from what she’d seen and was already creaming her panties. That’d be embarrassing if Betty found out but some how Stacy knew that Betty knew. Stacy’s heart leaped into her throat when the man got on his back, the woman got on her hands, and knees suspended her face over his jutting cock. She licked the big red knob of a head some, then balanced on one hand and arm while she used her other hand to hold the hard fleshy dick steady, by grasping the thick base of the shaft swallowed the full length of the thick shaft pushing her nose deep into his dark curly hairs of his scrotum.

 

Betty gave Stacy a long look sizing her up thinking what would she do to her virgin friend first? One thing was certain Stacy was to be hers ‘first’. Betty shuffled a little closer, and put her arm around her shoulder. As Stacy looked away from the window at Betty, Betty pointed and saying, “Look see how the tip is creaming.” She looked back quickly, her mouth just gaped, and Betty coyly added, “Yes she is going to go down on him again anyway.” Stacy moved a little closer to Betty as she tenderly squeezed her shoulder and pulling her closer.

 

“Is she going to swallow his juices?” Stacy asked in a weak shaky whisper.

 

“Yes! I do too why waste it it’s just good clean protein.” Betty twittered.

 

The woman in the room opened her mouth wide and engulfed the swollen gland. The girls could see her cheeks sink inward as she suckled the large gland and it was clear by the way her mouth moved that she was drinking his precum. She only kept the knob in her mouth for a few seconds, clearly working it with her tongue. Stacy glanced at the man’s face and saw his lips moving. She assumed he told, or asked, her to stop sucking, and the woman backed off. The man parted his legs, raised, and spread his knees. The woman went down; and began kissing, licking, and dragging her teeth across his large hairy scrotum. She took one testicle into her mouth and sucked and then she pushed that testicle out; and sucked the other one into her mouth, and then she stretched the skin between her teeth. The man stroked her face, her dark hair, and squirmed about the mattress as she teethed his scrotum.

 

“I’d forgotten about this; this wife likes to tongue assholes,” Betty whispered. “Soon she’ll be giving his ass a good tongue bath.”

 

Betty had hardly finished giving the information before the woman was performing analingus upon the man. Stacy felt that she should be disgusted with the woman, and herself for getting a strange kind of thrill from watching, but she wasn’t. She’d read some where that anything a man and woman did sexually for pleasure was perfectly acceptable. She certainly wasn’t qualified to argue with the so-called authorities.

 

The man had pulled his legs up to his chest spreading his butt cheeks with hands. The woman licked all over the anal region in small circles, getting closer to his puckering anus. Stacy and Betty had perfect views; they both gasped as the woman jabbed her tongue into the hairy brown hole.

 

“She has her tongue ‘in’ his ass, Stacy!” Betty hissed straining to be quiet and then confidently stated, “You can bet your beautiful little butt he likes it! Look at how fast he is panting. I’ve had my ass licked like that and it is nice… I’m telling you the sensations of having your pussy or butt licked are beyond wonderful especially when you get a good long licking!”

 

Stacy wasn’t surprised or shocked by Betty’s confession. She knew that her new friend had been around. That was one reason she’d been so eager to cultivate the friendship and glad that Betty was more than willing to let her into her life. She was tired of just reading about sex, and masturbating Stacy wanted to find out about sex first hand. She hadn’t gotten the nerve do anything herself, but she was vicariously thrilled by Betty’s stories of her sexcapades. Stacy looked at Betty and marveled at how womanly her young body was; full breasts or titties, as Betty would say, wonderfully full face, soft fleshy lips, auburn hair, and slender yet wide body. Just enough fat to round her out with no flab. Stacy was glad Betty told her about the local swap club and brought her for a peek. Maybe she would double date with Betty as she suggested. Her musing was interrupted by Betty’s gentle nudge in the side.

 

“Are you enjoying yourself, Stacy? You haven’t said one word since we started peeking!” Betty said with a smile.

 

“Oh yes I am mystified I never dreamed of these things. How many boys have you been with? Have you ever used your tongue like that, Betty?” Stacy whispered a tremble in her breath.

 

Laughing low in her throat, Betty said, “Ask me no questions and I’ll tell you no lies! I want ‘some’ secrets. I’ve teased more than I’ve been with, and I’ve never asked someone to do something I wouldn’t do in return.”

 

“That’s answer enough,” Stacy said, smiling and musing over the idea of kissing Betty.

 

“You aren’t disgusted with me, are you?” Betty posed and asked whispering coyly, “Are you excited maybe even getting hot between your legs?”

 

“No I like you!” Stacy said, looking back into the bedroom. “What you do is your own business and Betty, you know damn well I enjoy listening to your stories. And yes I am getting really turned on watching!” she whispered.

 

The shade was up only about four inches, and there was more than enough light for Stacy to see Betty’s flashing dark eyes when she turned her head to look at her. Betty shuffled a little closer put her arm around Stacy’s waist and whispered into her ear, “Have you started creaming in your panties yet? I’ve soaked mine to my thighs!”

 

“God! Yes! Betty I’m oozing more than I ever have, I ache deep in my stomach, and my nipples are hard ‘so hard’ they hurt.” Stacy trembled as she whispered raspyly as her embarrassment and shyness were being melted away by her budding passion.

 

Betty left her arm around Stacy’s waist while they watched on. The man had straddled the woman after she’d gotten on her back. One of his hands was kneading one big breast and he was tonguing the other mound. The man’s tongue flitted around and into the nipple making it hard. Stacy had become vividly aware of her own stiffly erect nipples. They were poking against the restraining bra. Stacy wished she was alone so she could masturbate probably just touching her spiked breasts with her fingers would start her coming like crazy. As soon as she got home she’d finger the hell out of herself. Stacy felt her face flush turning hot and knew that Betty was reading her feverish mind.

 

“That’s what I call all right,” Betty said, letting out a little low laugh again. “That horny swapper’s going to take time for some tit-sucking!”

 

The man sucked the nipple through his teeth and soon greedily engulfed the whole firm nipple with his suckling mouth. The woman squirmed on the mattress, lifting and squishing the breast against the man’s mouth. Soon he moved over and lavished the same attentions upon the other thrusting mound of taut-tipped flesh. Stacy wondered, as she had so many times before, just how it’d feel to have her own titties tongued and sucked. She was starting to swoon as she asked Betty in gasping whispers, “What does it feel like?”

 

“What does what feel like?” Betty teased knowing full well what Stacy wanted to know.

 

“To have some one kissing your breasts!” Betty asked in a raspy whisper.

 

“That feels damned good, Stacy! You know what; it feels four times better when both titties are being sucked on by two different mouths!”

 

“You… You had two lovers at the same time?” Stacy timidly asked as her mind raced over the images. She knew that Betty couldn’t really read her mind, even if it did seem that way. She wished she were as experienced as Betty is. The worrying about taking so many important steps and not knowing how to take them, knowing she would take them even if they made more worries of different kinds. Once a girl went all the way she could never retreat, and she’d had the romantic dream of saving herself for her husband ever since she thought about marriage.

 

Betty slid her hand to Stacie’s cheek, put her lips close to her ear, and passionately whispered, “Shhh do you really want to know what it feels like, to have a mouth suckling on your nipples? To have a tongue slathering between your legs?”

 

Paralyzed by both the shock at Betty’s question and her passionate thirst to know the answer caused a stammering, as she looked into Betty’s eyes, “Oh au uh y-y-yes… God…! yesss! Betty I do I really do!”

 

“Shhhh… I know a perfect place really close,” Betty coaxed.

 

“Oh I feel so weak, and dizzy; my heart is racing.” Stacy hissed, as she reached for Betty to steady herself and asked her voice turning weak with insecurity, “Will I still be vir…?”

 

Betty interrupted coaxingly, “Shhh it’s ok I can get you to cum and yes you will still be a virgin.” Betty gently cupped Stacie’s cheek and kissed her and purred, “Come on it’s real close. I promise it won’t hurt at all and you will really love it! But lets watch just a little while longer.”

 

The man left the breasts and trailed his mouth down along the woman’s squirming body. He snaked his tongue around, and into the deep belly button tugging on the hairs that surrounded it with his teeth; then kissing, and licking, his way lower, skirting around the long, thick dark pubic hairs, going near one of her rounded hips, and on down to her inner thighs when she parted her legs. After tonguing both thighs he then ran the flat of his tongue up through her fanning labia, and suckled on her clitoris.

 

“That’s enough for now.” Betty whispered and led Stacy away to her secret hiding place in the trees. Hand in hand they quietly walked into the dense stand of trees not a block away from the window where they were watching the adults playing. Inside the trees there was a hollow a chair, a padded lounge, a small table, sat in a thick padding of moss and on the side of the clearing was a low lying four-stalked tree with one of the stalks cut away forming a wonderful settee. The lush bed of grass and moss had little white flowers all over and ran up the sides of tree.

 

“What do you think of my secret spot?” Betty murmured.

 

“It’s beautiful, almost like a room outside.” Stacy admired.

 

“I’ve been coming here since forever, to play house, play with my dolls when I was real young. I’ve only brought my close friends here,” Betty cooed as she stepped behind Stacy and wrapped her arms around her waist and nuzzled her ear adding, “No one can see in here night or day but if we make too much noise people might come in and find us.”

 

Stacy lingered within Betty’s tender embrace her eyes closed as Betty suckled on her ear, and whispered, “That feels so good, you are making my insides tremble and turn warm.” She turned to face Betty asking, “Is there a special place to go pee?”

 

“Not special but I go over there by the big tree stump.” Betty said, pointing to an old rotted stump, and beckoned for Stacy to wait, “Here Let me help you take your sweat pants off.” The baggy pants, and soaking panties slipped right over her sneakers.

 

“Hummm…” Betty purred as she held Stacy’s panties to her nose taking deep breaths as she quaffed and cooing sang, “Stacy your love juice smells really sweet!”

 

“No body has ever said that to me before.” Stacy said coyly as she squatted by the stump and started to ‘pee’ a light trickle at first then turning to a healthy flow as she relaxed and looked at Betty and smiled. When done she used her sweatshirt tail to wipe with.

 

Betty stood and peeled her shorts off, saying, “Listening to you pee made me half to go too.”

 

They both giggled and looked at each other as Betty stood and walked toward Stacy, with a wet smile. She put one hand to the small of her back pressing Stacie’s belly to hers the other behind her head holding her face upward as she leaned over to kiss her parted lips. Hesitantly at first Stacy put her hands upon Betty’s shoulders. Her eyes were wide open with uneasiness that soon faded. Stacy closed her eyes as the kiss lingered on, a warmth spread through out her young body, and she began to melt into the arms of her young lover.

“Ewwww! Oh! That feels wonderful Betty,” Stacy sighed as Betty slid her mouth down to her neck to suckle the soft skin under her chin. She moved both hands inside Stacie’s sweatshirt grasping both her bra snap and shirttail and with a single movement they both came off.

 

Betty purred with impish delight, “You have beautiful titties, ooh you have big nipples that are already hard.” She looked as she placed the shirt between the tree and Stacie’s back shielding her soft skin from the rough bark. Betty lavished Stacy with an other lingering kiss, this time suckling both Stacy’s lips one by one inside her mouth and then slowly plying her tongue to every fold every space, pressing her body to Stacie’s

 

“Pheeeww…! Au God…! Ewwww!” Stacy gasped loudly as Betty sucked her fleshy nipple through her teeth pressing her face into the newly formed mound, while plying the other pliant mound with her fingers. She was sending shudders racing through out Stacie’s young body. Betty moved her soft wet tongue between Stacie’s breasts sliding it to her belly button, and lifted her left leg and put it on the tree stalk next to her fully exposing Stacie’s genitalia.

 

“Oohh…! God! Oh! Au! Au God…! Betty Au…! Betty! Betty god Betty…!” Stacy cried out loudly as a spontaneous orgasm exploded inside her when Betty pressed her mouth to her erect clitoris and suckled. Stacy grasped at Betty’s hair with both hands and held her face into her pussy as her sweet cream flowed from inside her writhing body onto Betty’s face. Stacy gasped for every breath shuddering as the orgasm eased.

 

Betty stood up her face glistening with Stacy’s creamy juices and held Stacy in her arm listening to her breathe nuzzling cheek to chin silently the two girls embraced a few moments.

Stacy raised her lips to Betty’s and gave her a lingering kiss, and whispered in her ear, “That was beautiful Betty I didn’t know how delightful it could be. You knew exactly where and how to touch me to make me cum, and so easily.”

 

“Oh Stacy it isn’t that I know something you don’t or have a magic touch,” Betty warmly whispered between the tender kisses she lavished on Stacy’s face, “It is simply you were ready to be touched that way and more importantly you wanted to be touched by ‘me’.”

 

“Yes I did and do want to be touched by you; I’ve liked you, ever since the first time I ran into you at the store, I’ve wanted to spend time with you.” Stacy purred as she nuzzled.

 

“I’m glad you want to be with me, I like you too. I know we are going to be best friends for a long time.” Betty whispered as she stroked her friends hair, and face.

 

They lay together quietly a few moments savoring the tender kisses they shared, and the warmth they felt together. The two of them looked up at the same time and giggled and Betty said, “What do you think the adults are doing?”

 

“I don’t know. You want to see?” Stacy snickered.

 

“Oh yea, I bet they haven’t even started to fuck yet” Betty laughed out loud, as they both quickly scampered back to the window with impish delight, “Shh ‘Shh’ quiet remember I’ve never been caught.” Betty cautioned.

 

They got to the window just in time to see a woman lurch upward and groan loudly, as a hard dick entered her rectum. There were five people in the room now three men and two women, one of the men had just slid his dick all the way into one woman’s rectum, while the other woman suckled at her clitoris. One of the other men had slipped his hands under her legs, behind her knees, and folded her legs back until her thighs were mashed against her titties, and was feverishly shoving his dick into her pussy. Stacy wasn’t sure that she’d want to be placed in such a position she’d feel so exposed but she found it to be a very arousing sight. She’d never had such a good look at these intimate acts; and to have so many people touching you seemed so strange yet so enticing, so nasty she felt her belly warm and wetness spreading on her panties again.

 

Stacy’s attention was focused upon the penis. It looked to be at least eight inches long, and very thick, as it slid into the woman’s rectum. It wasn’t too big for the woman because it slipped right in. She noticed a thick canal form in the middle of the shaft.

 

Just then Betty nudged, and pointed hissing, “Look Loook!” Excitedly yet quietly whispered, “See how his sack is getting tight and that tube inside the shaft is forming?”

 

“Yes and the veins on his penis have gotten much bigger and the whole thing looks much harder and bigger .” Stacy hissed in amazement.

 

“Yea he is about to cum Oh! Right…! Yeasss…! Oh! There he goes, see his butt squeezing and his shaft inflate and deflate,” Betty gasped adding, “See how the shaft goes soft and hard?”

 

“Yes! Yes…! Oh God yess…! I see it moving like it is flexing. That’s what it looks like when it cums?” Stacy hissed tightly.

 

“Yea…! That guy is squirting sperm into her with each flex,” Betty assured.

 

“Oh! God Betty I want to feel a dick cum inside me!” Stacy said; in a loud whisper, stopping short, as the second woman started to move.

 

The second woman also had big breasts, but they were hanging slightly, not unattractively, and her legs were long and shapely. Her pubic hairs wet with a glistening glaze. They were thick, dark, and parted back from her wet, meaty, vaginal lips. She went to the other end of the bed and grabbed the second man’s dick and testes with both hands. The second man already had a throbbing erection the tip wet from oozing precum. His cock looked to be only about six inches long, and not as thick. She sucked the whole length into her mouth sliding her tongue down, and around his testicles.

 

Betty started excitedly poking Stacy in the side and hissed loudly pointing to the third man as he rounded the bed from the far side of the room, “Ooo…! Loook! Loook at the size of that thing will you.”

 

“Shh! Shh! They’re going to here you. He must’ve cum already there is so much goo coming out of his dick. Damn that thing is ugly.” Stacy hissed straining to be quiet.”

 

“No he hasn’t; he is just hot he hasn’t started yet.” Betty whispered smiling, quipping, “That thing is ugly but I bet she is about to fly into heaven when his hot sperm starts gushing onto her cervix.”

 

Stacy was glad she wasn’t in her bedroom right then she was being thrilled by all she has seen so far and now watching the third man positioning him self behind the second woman made her start creaming her panties. Stacy watched intently as the second woman crouched on her knees sucking the second man’s dick and massaging his testicles. Stacy’s mouth gaped wide as the third man started to press the head of his large cock into the woman’s vaginal opening. He took only a few very short quick strokes and buried his full length.

 

“That’s enough to make any girl cream her panties!” Betty whispered excitedly, and assuring, “I’m wet to my knees!”

 

“I’m about to cum again with out touching my self” Stacy panted as she moved closer to Betty and behind whispering as she nibbled Betty’s earlobe, “I have more cream coming out of me than I thought I possible!” While putting her face cheek to cheek, Stacy slid her hand into Betty’s panties and found her genitals were completely covered with her copious sweet cream clinging to her fingers as they slithered over her engorged genitalia finding her vaginal opening. Betty’s vaginal muscles convulsed gripping Stacy’s fingers as they penetrated her opening, while she rubbed her thumb over her clitoris.

 

Betty stuffed two fingers into her mouth and bit down hard in an effort to stifle her gasps as her vagina dilated and hot sweet cream gushed from within covering Stacy’s hand.

 

 The two young girls looked into the window as they both heard the woman call out loudly “Yesss! God yes! Shove it in all the way in!”

 

Their mouths gaped the two girls were in awe as the huge cock head sank into the pliant vaginal opening followed by the thick fleshy ring of skin that was bigger than the head; soon the whole shaft was buried inside; again and again withdrawing his full length and pushing it in.

 

Both girls stared wide-eyed and gaping mouthed, as the man pulled it part way out showing a shinny wet shaft covered with a thick glaze. Stacy started urinating uncontrollably when the man forcefully shoved it back in.

 

Betty tugged on Stacy’s sleeve, and beckoned, “Come on quick we’ve made too much noise.” They both moved back into some trees several feet away and watched the house a few minutes, and no one stirred.

 

Betty said, “That was the first time I’ve taken anyone with me. We were kind of loud; I don’t think they heard any thing, so we don’t half to worry.”

 

Stacy sighed, “God! Betty my vagina feels like a balloon has been blown up inside me, and my lips feel all tingly.”

 

Betty leaned over and kissed Stacy, and cooed. “I’m glad you liked my little secrete. That was some nice fingering you did too.” And she asked, “What are you doing this weekend?”

 

“Nothing much.” Stacy said, “What do you have in mind?”

 

“What would say to a sleep over for the weekend?” Betty asked adding, “My parents are going to be gone for most of the weekend starting Friday afternoon. I’ll have the whole house to myself; just tinker and Mytoy.”

 

“That sounds heavenly.” Stacy said and with a little trepidation said, “I don’t want to lose my virgi...”

 

“I won’t deflower you with a strap-on or try anything like that.” Betty interrupted and assured as she nibbled on Betty’s earlobe blowing her hot breath across Stacy’s neck as she whispered.

 

“I guess I sound like a whoosy.” Stacy said weakly.

 

“Not at all! I totally know what you mean. I didn’t lose my virginity to a toy either. Well I haven’t seen any one walking around outside.” Betty noted and looked over at Stacy and smiled warmly.

“Lets go back and see what they are doing in a little bit.” Stacy warmly cooed as she tugged at Betty’s arm.

 

Betty rolled on top of  Stacy cupped her face with both hands and gave her a deep throat French kiss. Stacy moaned while lifting and spreading her legs allowing Betty’s body to slip between them and as she folded her legs around Betty’s waist rocked her hips up grinding her clitoris into her pelvic bone. Betty’s mouth muffled Stacy’s sighs as her tongue snaked into all the moist folds she could find. Both of them lay on their backs breathing quite heavily after breaking the kiss and stared at the stars for a few minutes.

 

“I’m sure that we’re going to see some gay stuff now,” Betty whispered. “Female gay stuff, that is because I’ve never seen any of the husbands going at each other.”

 

Betty was right. The man lifted his head and grinned at the second woman and man and left the woman he’d been lapping. She opened her eyes and smiled as the other man moved from between the second woman’s legs, and the second woman was taking the first man’s place, and started sucking on one of the first woman’s thrusting titties as both remaining men left the room and the two women by them selves.

 

Stacy didn’t say anything, but was one hundred percent ready to watch. She wondered if Betty was going to have an orgasm without touching herself, she was trembling so as she watched. The woman’s head was bobbing and her hair was swirling as she performed the intimate oral act. As the two men left they shut the door and the second woman was swishing her fingers inside her friend’s meaty labia and in a few minutes the first woman’s body was squirming and breasts heaving to her deep breaths as an orgasm washed over her.

 

“She’s coming, Stacy! Jesus, would I ever like to be in her place and have those sweet fingers splashing in my juices, and those lips suckling at my breasts! It’s really great to be fingered down there with a tongue and lips working away above! A lapping tongue and a sucking mouth below and fingers plying my hard nipple works really good too. And, to settle any curiosity you may have, yes, I’ve had my pussy sucked and lapped by females and males!”

 

“I can still feel your tongue dancing on my clitoris and how tightly my muscles squeezed. It felt like my insides were being squished out through my vagina.” Stacy softly whispered as Betty gazed open mouthed through the open window.

 

Just then the bedroom door burst open and a large dog bounced in eagerly licking both women’s faces, and sniffing at their armpits, butts and pussies. Whining and moof moofing and prancing all over the room as the women spun around trying to hider their privates in what was obviously an act of false modesty. He jumped up on the bed back down to the floor and then upon both women in turn sniffing and snorting at their mussed hair; his tail wagging feverishly as both women playfully petted him as they pushed him down.