This is my first time. I’m jai dheeran(name changed) from coimbatore n I’m a passedout college student.21 yrs old. I’m 5.7 feet tall with average body. Please leave feedback to my mail id jaidheeran@gmail.com
This is the story of my first time with a teacher. Let me describe about the heroine, her name is mercy(name changed), she is in her 30’s. 5.3 feet tall,whiteish, beautiful eyes, beautiful smile, large n soft boobs, little bit on the plus side (36-34-36). I first met her in my college orientation. She was very kind and nice.
Then college started it was full of fun. She was our electrical prof. As we spent more time we became close. But one day accidentally our hands touched there I had a certain feeling that this was something else.
It’s supposed to be a secret but our Head Mistress Miss Sharp has been Fucked by god knows how many lads here over the years! God knows how she has got away with it but we don’t care as she’s our own Cum bucket so we are not going to say anything! Not sure but I think it all started years back when she started seeing this young lad that was here back then! Sometimes when in a class she tells us what she has got up to & such like with School Boys’ Lets just say she has a thing for Young Boys’ When I first got to find out about it all was when my mate said can you keep a secret ? Then told me that he had Fucked her loads of times’ What! You mean you’ve really Shagged her for real? Yeah she loves it & lets you do anything to her! Up the arse & everything’ Lost count the number of
I spotted her across the room at the party, a striking image of foreign perfection. The European blood coursing through her veins obvious in her cascading golden locks and piercing blue eyes. I watched as she glided across the room, engaging effortlessly in intriguing conversation. I was immediately drawn to her tanned complexion and seductive smirk. Trying to slyly sneak a glance, I catch a glim
Mary Minor was a beautiful 34 year old wife,a virgin when she married her husband,Jeff,she was naive about sex and the lust men showed her with their looks when she was at work or out shopping.She always left her window open in her bathroom and bedroom because she loved the fresh air.Sitting in front of her mirror she was combing her thick long blond hair.
Next door at the Jones house 16 year old Leon was getting his binoculars ready to watch his beautiful neighbor.Oh shit he thought to himself,goddamn look at that bitch.His binoculars made it seem he was in the same room."SSSHHHH you guys shut up"......he told his brothers.
"Whats she doing let me look"....the brothers whispered. Okay,Okay young Derrick the 13 year old took the glasses.'Oh shit look at t
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hat she's unbuttoning her shirt,oh god.Shit she's taking her shirt off,oh look at her boobs."
'Hey let me look"......ask Tyrone the 14 year old. Taking the glasses he felt his young black dick stirring as he saw Mary's beautiful black bra covering her firm full 36D breasts."Look at those tits,Oh shit she's undoing her bra,shit"......Tyrone laughed.
"Let me see"....Leon the oldest grabbed the glasses. Sure enough Mary's tits fell into full view when she removed her bra.50 cent size aureoles with eraser size nipples were in full view.Leon mouth was dry and his man size 10" black dick was stirring.Wow look a those tits,fuck.Mary got up from her dressing table.Fuck she's moving.
Mary was feeling funny,she was feeling excitement.Sex with her husband had waned and he was working late.Thinking she would close her bedroom door the girls were asleep but she wanted her privacy.Coming back to the table she slid her little tube skirt down her long trim legs.
Leon saw her pink panties as she was looking in the mirror turning inspecting her tight ass and shapely legs.Oh fuck Leon thought to himself,his cock was growing at the site of this beautiful white neighbor.
Hey let us see,cmon,give us the glasses as the young boys grabbed it from there brothers hand.Tyrone gasp as he saw her in her panties and her full firm breasts.Derrick grabbed the glasses......"Oh shit she's taking her panties off,OH shit,I can see her ass and pussy,Oh shit"....he gasp,his young black dick was hard.His older brother grabbed the glasses.
Sure enough she was checking her body in the mirror.She turned around and spread her beautiful ass cheeks apart,Leon's mouth was dry.She turned back around and spread her pussy lips apart inserting a finger in her damp pussy.Leon fell back as Derrick grabbed the glasses.
Derrick gasp as Mary started tweaking her nipples with her thumb and forefinger. "Shit,she's playing with her tits,fuck she's so fucking hot."Oh shit she's putting a robe on,Fuck"Leon grabbed the glasses as Mary pulled her blue gown and left the room,turning out the lights.
The 3 brothers sat breathless in Leon's room.Leon looked at his brothers....."Oh would I like to fuck her,wow,she is so hot."
Derrick ask...."Have you fucked a girl Leon?" Yeah Leon have you,how's it feel?".......Tyrone ask.Leon looked at the brother's,"Yeah Jane and that bitch Barbara at school.Both boys gasp......"Really,whats it like,what's it feel like?"
"Titties are so soft and they taste so good and when your dick is in a woman's pussy it gets so wet and hot.And a girl body is so smooth and sweet smelling,wow they feel so good. And your dick gets so hot and girls moan and groan,it's fun.Both young boys eyes were wide there young black dicks hard in their pants.
You know guys we have been wrong about Mrs. Minor,here we thought she was nice but she's horny,she was turning herself on,she's a slut like Jane and Barbara.How would you guys like to fuck her?'Oh shit your serious,how can we do that".....The boys ask.
I don't know yet but if you guys are game we can set a plan.Leon sent the boys to bed,both of them holding their young dicks.
Mary finished her tea and watching CSI on TV and decided to call it a night and take a bath and shave her legs.She turned the light on in her bedroom. Leon jumped up.She was standing looking at herself in the mirror before walking in her bathroom to draw her bath.Leon moved to his other window,damn he had a clear view into her bathroom.
Mary laid down in her warm baby bath,her body felt so soft in the scented water.Her breast's felt so smooth and soft and tingled when she tweaked her nipples. Her other hand was sitting on her soft tummy feeling the warm water and she slid her hand between her legs,her little pussy was damp with her juices.MMM AAhhh she felt warm as she inserted a finger then 2 fingers into her pussy.Oh Oh MMM,wow,she tingled all over.She grabbed her razor and baby cream and shaved each leg.Lifting them Mary enjoyed how smooth and soft they were.As she was playing with her pussy she had a evil little thought.Why not shave my pussy,the thought was so naughty,but it excited her.Picking up her cream she coated her pussy and carefully shaved her pussy baby smooth.Lookin at it she couldn't believe how beautiful it was.Rubbing it now her clitoris bloomed out from underneath its protective hood and Mary brought herself to a AAAhhhh,mmmmClimax.Getting out of the tub with the after effects of her orgasm she dried her body slowly and wrapped her long hair in the towel,looking at her shaved body in the mirror,she turned out the lights.
Leon,OOOOhhhh GGoooodddd,Leons cock erupted,spurt after spurt of thick young boy cumm went on the floor.He had just seen the whole thing in Mrs. Minor's bath.Damn he thought,this gal is a whore and she's horney.We have to get a plan to fuck her,she wants it,she needs it.
This went on for the next few months and the boys were even saying suggestive things to Mrs. Minor.
Last week while Mary was working in the garden she caught the youngest black boy Tyrone trying to look down her blouse.The day before Leon the oldest and Derrick whistled at her and said she sure was pretty,it made her feel funny and she was going to say something to their mother but decided against it deciding it was just young boy stuff.A few days later she saw all three boys touching their dicks as they whistled at her.now that's enough,I'm talking to their mother.
Well,their just boys,and it,well,I don't know but I feel nice when the boys notice me.They give me more attention than my husband but it is so naughty that these 3 minor black boys turn her on a little. It's against the law but's it's exciting to.So she just smiled at the boys and waved.
Leon knew the time was near.Okay guy's we'll use my room,Derrick you grab her feet,I'll grab her and muffle her mouth but I'll need you to hold her feet when she kicks.Tyrone you get the rope ready to tie her hands and and have a knife ready to cut her clothes off.Also make sure we have some cream to smooth on her ass when we fuck her ass.Cmon let go thru a practice run.
"Are you sure you guys can do this?".....Leon ask.Both boys nodded yes. Okay when the time comes be ready.
About 3 weeks later Mary heard a knock at the door.Standing there was her black next door neighbor,Janet Jones."Oh hi Janet come in".......Mary invited her.
"Listen Mary,Jack and I are going a little 2nd honeymoon this weekend and we want to leave the boys home,could you just peek in tonight and tomorrow on them,I know its an inconvenience and I think they'll be okay but I'd feel safer if I knew you would just look in on them."..........Janet ask.
Mary was a little jealous and said certainly no problem.After a little small talk and laughter Janet left and and Mary answered her phone."Oh honey,emergency surgery,damn what time will you be home?".....Mary ask....."Midnight damn,okay honey be careful,I'll see you tonight.....She replied.
She went in the front room to watch TV with the girls. After dinner and watching more TV the girls went to bed.Mary had a very naughty thought.
The boys saw Mary put some perfume on and slid on a pair of daisy duke jeans that showed her beautiful legs and ass. She was wearing a pink tube top that displayed her full round firm breasts.Her thoughts of flirting with the young black boys made her feel so naughty,she peaked in on the girls and locked the door.
Leon heard the soft knock at the door."Okay guys she got dressed prutty fo us we all saw it.Can you guys go thru with this,your first piece of pussy. and Derrick get your cell cam,ok?"....The boys were all in lust.
Leon opened the door."Oh hi Mrs. Minor how are you,come in."
"Hi Leon,your mom ask me to check on you boys while they are gone,is everything alright?".....Mary ask walking inside.
Leon closed the door locking it.
Derrick and Tyrone were sitting on the couch and Leon led Mary into the front room.Mary started feeling nervous,she could see the boys eyes scanning her body.Maybe yhis wasn't a good idea.
Mrs.Minor would you like something to drink?Geting up she noticed that Tyrone the youngest was 5'5" about 100 lbs.Thin with a shaved head. Derrick the 2nd boy was 5'8 around 140 with strong legs and shoulders.He walked in the kitchen with his brother both laughing nervously.Leon the oldest boy was taller than her 5'9" height possibly 5'11" maybe 190.She could feel his eyes looking at her ass.
The boys walked out of the kitchen and Leon grabbed Mary by the waist and put his other hand over her mouth. Derrick ran over and grabbed Mary's feet.Tyrone put the water on the table and got the camera cell phone and rope.
Mary was screaming in Leon's hand....NO,NO,Boys!!!,NO NO NO,Please,put me dow,please put me down.
Leon"okay lets get her upstairs"....."Shut the fuck up bitch,your ours now."
Throwing Mrs Minor on the bed Leon crawled on her stomach and tied her hands to the bed post.
Mary was kicking her legs and Derrick grabbed one leg and Tyrone the other.Leon got off her and was standing looking at the beautiful Mrs. Minor.
"Boys no,no please,let me go,let me go please,don't do this,please,please....Mary begged.
Leon reached down and squeezed her full soft breast,wow he screamed,wow her tits are so soft.
NomNO,No,please Leon don't.....Mary cried.
"Come here Tyrone,feel these beautiful titties. Derrick grabbed her kicking legs.Tyrone was shaking with excitement,he reached down and felt his first breast.Both hands were kneeding her breast, his tiny little boy hands could barely fit around them.His little thumbs were scraping across her nipples.Then he started pinching her nipples with his thumb and forefinger.
As scared as Mary was..."please don't do that,no,no quit please",a slight moan escaped her as this 13 yr.old black boy was playing with her beautiful tits.
Derrick was begging...."Cmon,get her legs I want to touch them,come here and let me feel them."
Leon grabbed her legs,Mrs. Minor was still kicking trying to get free."Please no,NO,No please,I can't,No No." .....Mary was pleading.
Derrick and Tyrone were each feeling her tits when Leon said......."pull her top down let's see them titties."
NO,NO,NO,Don't,Please don't.....Mary begged.She felt the boys pulling her tube top down suddenly her proud full breasts were exposed to the boys.
All three boys caught their breadth at the sight of Mrs. Minor's beautiful tits,her areolas were puffy with excitement and her nipples were standing out inviting a hungry mouth.
"NOOOO boys don't,please,no,quit,I'm old enough to be your mom,quit this,please" as she felt each boy start licking her breasts and biting her nipples.Mary's body was betraying her pleas,her body was on fire.
Leon was feeling her smooth legs and reaching under jeans seaching for her pussy.When he got close his finger slid under her elastic panty and he felt the dampness that betrayed her pleas,she was theirs.Leon laughed...."guys her pussy is so wet,she's turned on,keep sucking and I'll finger her pussy"
"noooo,ohhhh nooo ahhhh noo,quit please"... but she was not very forceful and her legs weren't kicking ,she spread her legs to let Leon have better access to her pussy.
This went on and The boys were breathing hard and lust was everywhere.After she quit kicking......Okay guys let get naked.The boys were naked instantly,Derrick had a 6" thick dick,and Tyron being a young 13 year old had a 5" thick black dick but when Mary saw Leon's rock hard 10' thich black cock she gasped.
"NOOo,boys quit now, I won't say anything,please,I'm married,no"......Mary pleaded.
"guys let's get her naked,let see that sweet shaved pussy"....Leon ordered.
Unbuttoning her jeans and in one pull her panties and jeans were pulled off and thrown on the floor. Mary layed naked with her tube top around her waist.Leon lowered it down her hips and off.
The three black boys all coal black now quietly looked at the beautiful white Mrs. Minor,naked and ready for the boys.With tears running down her cheeks she pleaded again......."please don't do this please don't,I'll leave and not say anything,no don't do this."
Leon opened her legs and his mouth and tongue were licking her thighs."Mrs. Minor,we saw you put some perfume on and those shorts before you came over tonight and we been watching the last 2 months thru your window so we know everything,ha ha ha,we know your horney,putting your finger in your pussy and up your ass,your a nasty slut huh Mrs. Minor?"Cut the shit okay.
Leon thumbs peeled back Mary's Pussy lips and Leon's thick black tongue entered Mary's love tunnel.Mary yelped and when she did Tyrone slipped his young cock in her mouth.Derrick was sucking on her tits and Leon was licking her pussy and she felt Tyrone's young black cock in her mouth.After just seconds in her warm wet mouth she felt Tyrones young dick expand and cumm spurt after spurt entered her mouth,Tyrone was humping wildly in her mouth.Mary swallowed the tart taste of a young boys thick black spunk.
Leon stood up,Mary was shaking from him licking her clit,"I'm going to fuck this bitch,you guys move,don't worry we all are going to fuck her."
Leon black lips met Mary's closed mouth.His tongue was probing her lips.He reached down and started rubbing his huge young black bulbous cockhead up and down her slit,Maty couldn't control herself. Her mouth opened and the young black boys hungry tongue entered and he pushed his thick black dick into her white married pussy.Leon broke the kiss looking into Mary's eyes,"Mrs. Minor you got a tight pussy"....,waiting for her to adjust and he pushed again.
Mary's gasp,"Ohhhh Please quit,its too big,Oh god"and Leon pushed again."Oh God,Oh God Please,God"....Mary cried.Mary had never felt like this before.Leon withdrew and pushed again only this time Mary's hips met his and his huge dick entered her womb.'
OOOHHHH GGooooddd,NNoooo.Ahhh....Mary groaned.
Derrick and Tyrome laughed,"She's cumming Leon,the slut is cumming,she likes it."
Leon and Mary found a rythem and Leon was now pounding Mary and her trim white legs were now wrapped around his black ass egging him harder,faster.
"OHHH Baby,OOOhh fuck me harder,shit,harder"...Mary screamed
Leon tensed his cock grew inside Mary's love tunnell Leon started snorting like a bull his huge cock twitched,OOOhhh yyyooo slut ahhhh.
Mary suddenly remembered she was fertile."Pull out Leon I'm not on the pill,please pull out".....Mary pleaded.When she felt the first hot coating of black baby batter enter her womb she reached an orgasm she had never had before.Spurt after spurt of thick teen boy black spunk entered her fertile womb.AAAhhhhh OOOhh GGGoooood,oh god.....Mary fainted.
When she woke up young Derrick was cumming in her pussy.The young Tyrone slipped his young black dick in Mary's pussy.
As Mary was putting her clothes on young Leon showed her the cell phone photos.Look how pretty you look cumming Mrs. Minor.Mary was shocked.
"Listen Mrs. Minor,your our whore now I mean you could get into alot of trouble fucking 3 minors.We'll keep it our secrect and the pics you can have if you promise to fuck us whenever we want and we want to fuck your daughters,okay?If not I'll put these on the internet,understand?
We'll leave that to you to get your sweet little girls over here.
Mary opened the door and sat down spooning some cumm running down her leg,licking it off her finger. Ahhhh ooohh she had a small orgasm.What was she going to do now,hearing her husband drive into the garage.Must be midnight she thought.
This is a special collection of the two Voyager Uncensored Episodes (9 parts in total) that was originally posted to alt.sex.fetish.startrek in the spring of 95. This file includes all 9 parts, including the lost ending to the 1st episode! ENJOY!
  Please note that PussyWillow wrote episode one (parts 1-4) and Scatwoman wrote episode two (parts 1-5). Please respond to the appropriate author when you send in your replies.
  Don't read this if you don't like sex. Don't read this if you're under 18. Don't read this if you don't like something that you think is 'demeaning to women' and don't read this if women on women disgust you. The rest is up to
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you. I happen to be a woman and don't think sex is demeaning to us in any way. The choice to read is up to you.
  I would appreciate any comments or story ideas for later stories. Feel free to contact me through the anon service. I would especially like to hear what women think of the story and ask their story ideas for further adventures.
  Janeway stared out of the portal in her ready room. Its been weeks since she saw her husband and she missed him. She thought of how he used to touch her, how he used to cry out in pain when she sent the whip cracking across his hot little ass. She remembered the lines the ropes would make when it intersected with his pale skin. She raised a hand up to touch a breast through her uniform. The nipple was already hard and her touch sent shivers through her body. Now all the men she had sex with ran through her mind as she got even more heated up. The admiral she had sex with for a week to get the captaincy popped into her head as she unbuttoned her uniform and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts jutted proudly forward and she traced a nipple with her left hand. She moaned low as the sensations came in through the memories. She sucked on a finger of her right hand, pretending it was a cock as she pinched the nipple with her left. She moaned more, louder, and arched her back.
  She ripped off her bra and the rest of her clothes and left them in a pile on the floor. She threw everything off her desk as she ripped off her panties. Her nipples cried out for more as she climbed on the desk. Her pussy, which she had been ignoring, teasing herself, became more demanding.
  One hand pinched the nipple as the other made its way slowly down her body to patch of red hair above her lips. She raised her legs above the desk and moaned, bringing her knees upright. She gently stroked the outer lips, avoiding her clit. She brought up her neck, a look almost of pain on her face, and bit her lip, to watch her hand stroking herself, wishing someone could be there to watch her.
  The door chimed but she didn't hear it. She moaned louder as she slipped a finger into her wet pussy, pretending it was a dick. She moaned louder. a quick 'yes' and the door slid open. She wasn't even paying attention. Instead, she slipped another finger into her wet pussy and began fucking herself long and deep. Each stroke sent a wave of pleasure through her body.
  Tuvok stood in the doorway. He watched her with the disinterested curiosity of a Vulcan. She had a nice body, but it would be four years before the mating ritual was to begin. He could call upon his powers and arouse himself, but he had pressing, urgent business.
  Janeway's moans were louder now and she jerked her body in rhythm with the three fingers now imbedded deep in her pussy. They were loud enough to attract the ears of Paris from the bridge. He looked in the room from his seat and got very aroused. From where he sat he could see the captain's wet, wide open pussy exposed for his view. He watched as three fingers pushed in and out of her cunt. She was dripping down her leg and it pooled a little on the desk near her ass.
  Tuvok cleared his throat and Janeway snapped her head to him. She looked at him intensely but did not stop fucking herself. In fact, she quickened the pace her fingers made in her pussy. She was about to have an orgasm - she was on the edge. But she saw Paris watching from the bridge and did not want to cum in front of him. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her have an orgasm.
  She sighed deeply and pulled the fingers out of her pussy. She beat her hand against the desk, but pushed her feet over the side anyway. With a quick motion she was standing on the floor. "Close that door, Tuvok," she snapped and sat in the chair. "What do you want?"
  Paris looked pissed as the door slid closed, cutting him off from the view. Janeway's breasts looked even better sitting down. Her nipples were still hard and her pussy still needed some relief. "We are passing through a region of space that is giving some strange readings to the computers."
  "That happens every week, Tuvok. What's new?" Janeway asked. A hand idly touched the nipple of her breast. Tuvok slowly raised an eyebrow as he looked at the breast.
  "The holo-doctor thinks it may have a strange effect on what he called the ship's 'libido'. Curious: what does that word mean?"
  "Its from an old twentieth century psychologist, Doctor Freud. I can't believe they never taught that at the Vulcan Science Academy. It means loosely, how much sex people want."
  Tuvok raised another eyebrow and Janeway smiled as she realized."Of course. The rambling of a hundreds of years old drug addict would have no affect on a planet of Vulcans. Anything else, Tuvok?"
  "Yes there was one more thing, Captain."
  "Well, out with it already. I have... um... pressing business to attend to with... uh.. Kes. Yes, Kes I think." She smiled and thought of the beautiful little blond girl who was only a year old. Even though she had the body of a full grown woman. She had probably never been with another woman before. There were lots of things she could teach her. Her pussy responded to the mental images before she knew she was even thinking them. Perhaps there was something to this 'bizarre region of space' thing, she thought. It could get interesting.
  "Well, Captain, I... uh... I miss my mommy still."
  "Tuvok, we went over this in the first episode, remember? I said I'd get you all back home. What more do you want from me?" She was pissed at him for interrupting her beautiful fantasies of Kes. She noticed Tuvok was staring intently at her breast. The nipple hardened a little more in response to what they both were thinking. "Oh, okay. Come over here and kneel on the ground." Tuvok did so and stared hungrily at her breast. "I don't know Captain. It must be this new area of space, because I am definitely feeling something strange."
  "Just shut up and suck, Tuvok," Janeway said. She was getting impatient. But she moaned deeply as he took the nipple between his lips and began sucking. She felt sensations she hadn't felt in some time coursing through her body. She would definitely pay a visit to Kes before the day was over.
  And something more too. She decided she would run a holographic representation of Freud and talk to him. Maybe he could give some valuable insight as to what was going on.
  Kes was waiting for Neelix in the lounge when Janeway came in. She noticed there was something about the Captain. Her breasts were usually nice, but today they looked even better. Hot looking, hard little nipples poked through her uniform front. Her hair was messed and sweaty but still the whole package looked great to Kes. Kes was a mass of conflicting emotions. She had never really been attracted to another woman, but the Captain today changed all that.
  Janeway came directly at her and put a hand right on her hot little ass. It rubbed her leg just below the hemline of her little skirt. For some reason, Kes had not worn any underwear and she felt the cold draft on her butt, making it tingle. She looked deeply into Janeway's eyes and arched her back a little. This was the sign Janeway wanted and moved in to kiss her deeply. They stayed like that a moment, their lips meeting passionately. Kes' body responded to Janeway as she pressed against her. Janeway raised the skirt a little and Kes gasped into her mouth, knowing that everyone in the lounge was getting a great show. Janeway liked that and raised the front of her skirt too. Her blond haired pussy came into view and people around the room started mumbling to themselves. The men's eyes were fixated on that hot little blonde.
  "Come, on," Janeway said, after breaking the kiss and pulled the Ocampa with her by the skirt front. Ocampa just nodded and swallowed hard. "What about.... what about... Neelix," Kes said as she followed Janeway into the hall. "Well, I wont be able to stand him there, but we can make a video for him if you want."
  "Yes," Kes said passionately. Janeway stopped and pushed her against the wall. She ran a hand over Kes' body as Kes closed her eyes. Janeway reached under Kes' skirt and felt her pussy. "You're really hot, aren't you? You love this, huh? Say it," Janeway demanded as she inserted a finger. Kes moaned and bucked against Janeway's finger as it penetrated her. Even her pointed ears tingled. "Yes, I love it," she said loudly. Janeway responded by putting another finger inside her. "Oh, god," Kes screamed. "Don't stop! I'm going to cum already! God, I can't believe it would be this good."
  "No you're not," Janeway said and quickly pulled the fingers out of her pussy. "You'll cum when I tell you to." Kes moaned in frustration and fell back heavily against the wall. She closed her eyes and thought for a moment about fingering herself down there. But she had never done it in front of anyone, and didn't think she could. Especially not for another woman.
  Janeway opened Kes' blouse and let her breasts hang out. "From now on, we'll walk like this. You're breasts are here for everyone to see." She pinched one nipple and pulled Kes along by it. "Come on."
  Kes moaned and followed her. Afraid that someone would see her but turned on as hell. She would have let Janeway do anything to her at that moment, anything. She was humiliated by being led around like some bitch, by the nipple. The humiliation was added to by the fact that her pussy was dripping all down her leg.
  They made it back to Janeway's quarters. Only a dozen or so men had seen them, had seen Kes being led around by the nipple, had seen how turned on she had been by it all.
  She was bent over Janeway's bed, her head resting on it and her knees on the floor next to it. Her legs were spread wide apart and her pussy was wide open for Janeway to inspect. Her clit was swollen and sensitive. Every time Janeway stroked her pussy, it brought her almost to the edge of an orgasm. Every time, though, Janeway had stopped just before she could have one.
  Janeway stood behind her, completely naked too. In one hand she held a holo-camera and aimed it at Kes' hot little cunt. "I want you to rub yourself," she told Kes.
  Kes closed her eyes and tensed up. From behind, Janeway could see her ass clenching shut. She was afraid. Janeway reached over and brought her hand down on Kes's ass. She flinched in pain and bucked against the bed. "You're pussy gives you away, Kes. I can see you like it. Now do it."
  Kes reached behind her, between her legs, and brought her hand to her pussy lips. The first stroke almost sent her over the edge. Janeway saw this and stopped her by slapping her on the ass again. "If you cum and I don't give you permission, I'll take you back to the lounge, put you over my knee and give you a spanking you won't forget. Neither will anyone else who will be there. I may even call Paris down to watch."
  She rubbed harder now. God help her, she liked it. She loved being made to do things, naughty things. She started bucking again, this time in pleasure. But she forced herself to slow down. She didn't want Paris to see her spanked by another woman. "With your other hand," Janeway said. "Spank yourself."
  Kes sighed, but her pussy leaked even more. She brought her hand up in the air than down hard on her own ass. The conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure sent her over the edge and she began bucking against the bed. She forced in four fingers into her pussy and fucked herself while she spanked herself quicker and harder than she had been.
  She screamed as the orgasm ripped through her and fell backwards over the bed, her fingers still pistoning in and out of her cunt. She was totally embarrassed by it all and remembered the camera was on and caught the whole thing.
  "Come on," Janeway said. She sounded angry. "Get up." She pulled Kes to her feet by her hair and pressed the door open. As she guided Kes to the door, she grabbed a robe for herself. She left Kes naked as they entered the hall. Janeway put the robe on and activated her comm badge. "Lt. Paris, please report to the lounge."
  Kes closed her eyes and tensed as she wondered what would happen.
  Continued in Part 2.........
Voyager: S-Space Part Two (Ff, dom) By: Pussy Willow Once again, don't read this if you think sex of any kind will offend you. Not everything is in here, at least not yet, but a lot of different stuff is. On the off chance that you may get offended, hit q now and be done with it. And of course if you're not 18, hit q. You might be corrupted. Well, if you're reading this you're already corrupt, but its
the law.
  I realize there's a lot of woman/woman in this story. I promise I'll get around to some more 'normal' stuff. But there's this woman in my history class that I can't get out of my mind...... Marlin is based a little on her and a little on me. She looks like her and thinks like me. There's also a man in my Chemistry class, so I'll get around to putting him in too. He may not like the way it is done though, if I ever let him read it.
  -Pussy Willow
  (As always, comments of any sort are welcome. Even if they say how lousy something is.)
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  Part Two:
  The lounge on the Voyager was not too crowded. It was between crew rotations so a lot of people were busy getting their shit together before they began their 'day'. There were about eight or nine people in various states of relaxation.
  Paris was already there, sipping on synthahol. His mind kept playing over and over again the scene with Janeway on her desk, completely naked, with her pussy dripping. He memorized every exquisite movement of her fingers, every blur of her hand, every jut of her back to meet a thrust in her pussy. It was all there in the sweeping expanse of his mind.
  It was quite a shock to him when Janeway entered the lounge, fully clothed to his disappointment. He was so embroiled in his memories of that masturbation show that it took him a moment to realize Kes was tailing behind her, her face and even her pointed ears red with shame. *She* was naked. And Paris could tell, hell it didn't take a genius, that she was very aroused. Her nipples jutted magnificently, rock hard and twitching. Her ass was still a little red and Paris' mind worked overtime thinking up an explanation for that.
  Kes stared at the floor and wouldn't look anyone in the eye. She was very embarrassed, not so much because she was nude and humiliated but because she was liking every moment of it. Somehow that was more embarrassing than the situation itself. She had two orgasms on the way down just wondering what would happen.
  Janeway nodded to Paris and motioned for him to join her. By this time everyone in the lounge had noticed Kes. "If anyone would like a closer look," Janeway said. "Feel free to gather around my table." She leaned closer to Paris, but Kes could still hear. "I have a holo-picture for you," she whispered and Kes gasped. Would she really let Paris watch it?
  Janeway sat down quickly and grabbed Kes over her knee. Some of the others, both male and female, gathered around them. Kes was thankful her face was hidden, but her ass and pussy were there for everyone to see.
  "I'm going to spank you, Kes," Janeway said. "And I want everyone here to see and hear. Each one that I do, you will count out. Either that, or we'll start over. Understand?"
  Kes swallowed hard and tried not to tremble, but she did. The people around laughed a little and it make her squirm with shame. Janeway's hand slammed down on her cheek, leaving a little mark and making Kes squeal.
  "Understand?"
  "Yes," Kes answered quickly. This brought some more laughter from the small crowd.
  Janeway worked a finger into her tight pussy and this made Kes moan with pleasure. The people began mumbling among themselves. "You're all wet, Kes. You like this don't you? You like when I do this to you?"
  "Yes," she whispered. "Louder," Janeway said and punctuated it with a slap. "Yes," Kes replied. "Yes I like it." She almost had an orgasm right then, knowing everyone was watching her. Her pussy clenched around Janeway's finger and so she knew.
  "You little slut," Janeway whispered and she felt Kes' pussy clutch again. She chose then to quickly slap her cheek. Kes nearly cried out but bit her lip. "I didn't hear anything, Kes. We'll start over." Kes moaned but when Janeway slapped again, she counted out.
  The people around were really enjoying the show. Some had moved to the back to see Kes's pussy and ass as it squirmed in Janeway's lap. Others bent lower to see her face. Every slap brought another moan from Kes and a number and also a giggle or a gasp from the crowd. Each shot sent a tingle through Kes and almost set her off. She didn't want to come in front of all those people, and particularly not in front of Paris. So each time she held back but each time it got harder to do so.
  Paris sat directly across from them both and watched with fascination. He caught Janeway's eye and smiled. Janeway said, "Kes, pick up your head and look at Paris while I spank you."
  Kes sighed but she was now almost conditioned to comply with whatever Janeway asked. She blushed even deeper but picked her head up. Paris looked at her with a smirk that said he was enjoying her humiliation. For some reason Kes tensed while waiting for the next slap. She knew what would happen, perhaps. But when it came she could not hold back. The orgasm started small and worked into the biggest, and in this sense worst, orgasm she had ever had. All the while she did not, could not, take her eyes from Paris. She bucked and heaved on Janeway's lap, her pussy fucking thin air up and down. She started screaming and finally passed out.
  Torres paced the bridge. The captain was gone. Someone had shut off the comm system to the lounge, where the computer said she probably was, and locked the door. Her badge was in Kes' room but there was no one there. So, they were all in the lounge, the Captain, Kes, Paris and a few others. None of them were responding to her hails.
  To make matters worse she was getting urges. Her human side wanted someone to cuddle with, and her Klingon side wanted, well, that was best kept out of mind. She found herself glancing over at the nurse who was on the bridge. She was a short, black haired girl with saucer eyes. Her black hair was done up in a pony tail, exactly the way Torres liked it in a human female. She wore a little mini skirt, since she was off duty and there were no regulations. She was Harry Kim's girlfriend, Torres knew. She also knew that she never gave Kim any. Paris was forever busting him about it. Marlin, her name was, B'Elanna Torres remembered.
  Marlin shifted uncomfortably in her little chair. She didn't know what possessed her, she was usually conservative, to wear a skirt that barely covered her thighs. She also shocked herself by not wearing any underwear. Now she was acutely aware of everyone's attention in Harry's absence. Once she had swiveled her chair so that it had faced Tuvok, who stood deep inside his thoughts, near the turbolift door. Unconsciously it seemed, she had parted her legs and had pretended to stretch. Tuvok hardly moved, and she supposed that's why she did it, but she did see him slightly raise an eyebrow. She knew it was a sight: she kept her pussy neatly trimmed, but a Vulcan could not fully appreciate it. She had quickly turned away and re-crossed her legs. She was still blushing slightly from the embarrassment, fifteen minutes later.
  Now she was aware of Torres looking at her. Every once in a while she would catch her looking from the corner of her eye. Torres acted like a school boy and kept trying to look up her skirt. Marlin though the only way she would stop it would be to let her see. Even as she contemplated it, her pussy warmed in excitement. She had never thought of another woman before, but those ridges on Torres' head looked like fun.
  So she did the same thing she had done with Tuvok, but this time parted them even more. Torres caught sight of it, looked directly up her dress, and licked her Klingon lips sensuously. Marlin knew her pussy was on full display, along with her obvious excitement. She did not re-cross her legs, though. Unconsciously again, her hand rubbed at her neck and she closed her eyes.
  When she opened them again, Torres was right beside her. She felt her heavy breathing on her neck. "Come with me," she told Marlin. Her voice was deep and throaty, almost masculine. One of Torres' hands gently caressed Marlin's neck and she moaned. Suddenly, she felt a hand on her thigh, just below the skirt. Torres was moving it up slowly, caressing as she went. Marlin spread her legs a little more and this was the sign Torres was waiting for. She moved her hand all the way up and brushed against Marlin's clit. It sent a shiver through her and she moaned louder.
  "Not here," she whispered, but was willing to not put up a fight.
  "Come," Torres said and led her to the Captain's waiting room. As they entered the room, Torres said, "If Kim gets here, send him directly inside."
  The door closed silently just as Torres leaned over and, one hand still up Marlin's skirt, she kissed her deeply. She felt a thrill herself when Marlin's tongue made contact with her own.
  Continued in Part Three...... Pussy Willow
Voyager: S-Space, Part Three
  By Pussy Willow
  This one gets a little more complicated and a little dirtier. If you don't like strong females, sometimes dominating other women, sometimes men, get out now. Likewise if you're not 18 or if you are sexually immature. Read on and enjoy....
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  Harry Kim pushed the button that would open the door to the Captain's ready room. Tuvok, who seemed amused for a change, told him his girlfriend was in there with Torres. Harry heard someone chuckle but thought nothing of it.
  When the door opened, he immediately heard a buzzing sound fill the air. He gasped as he looked inside the room. Marlin was on the Captain's desk, completely naked, her long black hair let out of its pony tail. She was on her knees with her legs spread wide and a vibrating cock shoved deep in her pussy. She was moaning and bucking against the thing inside her. Torres sat back and watched her fuck herself with the vibrator, holding a holo picture.
  "Put a finger in your ass," Torres said. And Marlin immediately complied. She bucked even more as her finger wound its way in. She pushed the cock even harder into her pussy and started babbling incoherently.
  Torres finally say Harry. "Kim," she said. "Take off your clothes and get on the desk with her."
  Harry paused - for about a moment. He had always fantasized about Torres, ever since the first episode. There was something about that Klingon head....
  He was naked in a moment and sat on the desk. Torres came over, placing the holo maker on the chair, and looked at Kim's cock. It was about seven inches long and thick. She had heard that Chakotay's was longer, but never experienced it first hand. She reached out and took Kim's cock in her hand. It came alive instantly and began getting hard. She smiled as Kim blushed. Marlin moaned again as another wave of pleasure went through her. She was building to a great orgasm.
  When Harry was rock hard, Torres spread her hand in Marlin's pussy, gathering up some lubrication. She spread it over Harry's penis and began stroking slowly on his shaft. Harry moaned and closed his eyes. Torres stopped and said, "Fuck her in the ass."
  Marlin gasped and moaned even louder. She shoved the dildo even deeper and almost came. Kim moved into place quickly and pushed his cock head against her tight little asshole. He grunted as he pushed his cock in deeper. Marlin cried, partly in pain and partly in pleasure. Kim could feel the vibrator on his cock as he plowed deeper into Marlin. She bucked under him and pushed her ass back against his thrust.
  "That's it," Torres said. "Tell him how much you want it. I love to watch a woman get fucked in the ass. And...." She trailed off as she thought.
  Marlin was coming and she bucked even more under Kim. The vibrator she buried deep into her cunt and began shaking all over. She screamed as the orgasm ripped through her. "Come in my ass!" she yelled.
  Torres slapped Kim on the ass and pulled him out. Marlin fell on the desk as Kim sighed in frustration.
  "I want you to lay on the desk, Kim. On your back. Marlin, I want you to lay like that too, facing him, with your feet touching together.
  Kim did as he was told. His prick jutted straight into the air, purple from pleasure. His balls hung heavily under it and Torres gripped these tightly as Marlin moved into position. Kim moaned. "Will you listen to everything I tell you to do?" Torres asked. Kim nodded.
  Torres reached into the captain's desk and pulled something out. It was big and long and Kim swallowed hard when he saw it had two heads. It was a big double-headed dildo.
  Marlin almost came again just looking at it and knowing what Torres had in mind. "Oh, yes," Marlin said. "I want to fuck him in the ass while he jerks off and you watch!"
  Kim closed his eyes and wondered what he had gotten himself into. But his cock gave him away. It jumped when Marlin said it, and she saw it. They both did. He blushed deeply from the situation. He was at the mercy of two women.
  "I think he likes the idea," Torres said. Harry exhaled deeply. "Wait, I want to get this all on tape," Torres said excitedly.
  With the holo-creator in place, Torres lubed up the dildo with a packet she had found in the desk. Harry's cock had gotten bigger as he watched her do it. Marlin was rubbing her pussy and thinking about fucking Harry.
  Torres placed one end against Marlin's pussy opening. She moaned as it slipped inside. "Hold it there," Torres told Marlin. "We want it to get inside Harry too."
  The other end she aimed at Harry's hairy little opening. He grunted as he felt the tip push its way in. Marlin sat up and watched as the tip disappeared inside her boyfriend's ass. "Make him jerk off," she said.
  Torres simply looked at him, no threats were necessary, and he wrapped his hand around his cock. Resigned to his fate, he slowly began stroking himself as he felt the plastic cock slowly make its way into his ass. He was groaning a little and made himself stop. He didn't want to look like he was liking it and especial didn't want to give them the satisfaction. But he knew he was doomed.
  Marlin came again watching him stroke himself as he got fucked in the ass by Torres. When the dildo was almost all the way in Harry, and Marlin and him were close together, Torres picked up the holo-creator and stepped back. Marlin took her cue and pushed hard on the dildo, it slipped a little deeper into Harry and he moaned in pleasure. She had another orgasm just from hearing him like it. He jerked quicker on his cock and it jerked in his hand. A little pre-cum gushed form the tip.
  After a few moments Harry began meeting Marlin's thrusts and even began thrusting back. Soon they were dueling with the dildo between them until Harry finally jerked even quicker and his cock erupted with a flow of cum that looked like it would never stop coming out. Torres got it all on tape as it sprayed across Harry's shoulders and face, covering him in his own cum. By that time he was squirming and bouncing on the dildo. Marlin had another orgasm.
  "I got your own facial on tape, Harry," Torres said. She reached down and pushed a little cum into Harry's mouth. She kept his mouth closed until he was forced to swallow.
  He was humiliated and embarrassed but his cock was still hard. Marlin took the dildo out of her pussy but left it in Harry's ass. She bent down to get a closer look. When she did so, she pushed the dildo in and out of Harry's ass, fucking him. He moaned and almost cried. The dildo was slipping in and out of his ass effortlessly.
  "Looks like we aren't done yet," Torres said.
  To be continued in Part 4....
  Well, there is sex again in this one too. You can expect to find sex in anything you see here. That's the way it is. DON'T GO ON HERE if you don't like sex or don't like reading about it (maybe because you don't get any -whatever). Also, if you're under 18, don't read this. I know this subtle message here will stop you. As always, read and enjoy. And comments are welcome, no matter how bad they are. Comment are welcome on the series in general too. Let us know if you like reading it so we are inclined to make more.
  Pussy Willow
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  Voyager : S-Space Part Four
  Janeway was exhausted. In the past few hours she had had more sex than the entire time since their mission began. The rest of crew, she knew, was acting similarly. The halls deserting look attested to this. She had reports from all over the ship about sexual hijinks.
  Everywhere she had gone, men and women looked at her with sexual excitement evident in their eyes. Almost no one was in uniform anymore and even she wore a small miniskirt that barely covered her pussy. Which was not covered by anything like underwear. Everywhere people looked openly lustful as they stared at her legs and form fitting top.
  And now Tuvok had looked odd to her. He looked guilty when she had gone back to the bridge after taking care of Kes. She went back mostly to rest rather than any real sense of duty. Tuvok had been avoiding her eyes. She knew a Vulcan had a tough time with anything even near to lying. She was going to retire to the ready room but it had been 'occupied' Tuvok had said by 'a visiting delegate' he had mumbled almost incoherently, obviously lying. She thought it best to let the situation work itself out and so headed for the holo-deck to find out what in hell was going on.
  The computer took longer to work out the program she selected. She imagined there were many people aboard trying to use the holodeck for whatever twisted, sick fantasy they could conjure up. She shuddered in desire as a jolt shot through her pussy as she thought of those fantasies, and her own. Some came up that she had when she was a kid and forgotten about. Twisted stuff about her mother and father and siblings.
  "Computer," she said weakly, then cleared her throat. "Computer. initiate program ID-01."
  The computer beeped and the door slid open to.... an early twentieth century office. She took in the scene as she walked in, still flush from the thoughts running through her head. The room was luxuriously furnished. A long, comfortable looking couch was pushed against the far wall. Directly perpendicular to that was a big wooden desk. All along the walls were paintings of people and landscapes and everything else imaginable.
  The smell of a pipe drifted up to her. Someone was smoking somewhere in the room. As she looked around she noticed someone was sitting at the desk. An older gentleman with graying hair and beady eyes expanded by a small pair of bifocals. He so much seemed to fit in there that she hadn't noticed him until that very moment. He was watching her intently, almost sizing her up.
  "You must be Doctor Freud," Janeway said.
  "I am," the doctor replied. "And you must be our erstwhile captain."
  "How did you know?" Janeway asked. Freud glanced from her to the couch but did not say a word. Janeway drifted over to it and sat down. The couch seemed to mold to her, seemed to hold her in one big hand. She pulled her legs up and sat with her back to the Doctor. She brought her head down and rested it on the couch's armrest. Her eyes seemed to want to close and she let them.
  "What brings you here, Captain Janeway?" Freud asked.
  "Hmmm...." Janeway said. She was thinking of Kes again and what she would be doing if she had her with her on this couch. "I want to know what's going on here doctor," she said, almost a whisper.
  "It does not seem to me that you should be complaining," Freud whispered, too low for Janeway to hear. "From consulting with the computer," he said louder. "I have found that this S-space has had a tremendous impact on the crew's libidos."
  Janeway's rubbed at her leg just below the knee. Her pussy was calling for some more attention but she put it off. She wanted to tease herself a little. Another hand went to lightly trace the outline of her breast. "What does that mean, Doctor?" she asked, a little throaty, almost a growl.
  "It means that everything that had once been repressed has now been brought to the surface, as it were. You are experiencing heightened sexual awareness..."
  "yes," Janeway said.
  ".... a strong desire for more and more sex...."
  "Yes."
  ".... feelings of lust for both the men and women of the crew...."
  "Yes!"
  "... a need for either domination or submissiveness in sexuality..."
  "YES!"
  "... a tendency to want more and more pleasure...."
  "YES!!!" Janeway had her three fingers buried in her pussy. She knew Freud could see and it turned her on even more. She had the three fingers pumping, grinding away and she was about to go off.
  "... even if it is self-induced."
  "YES! OH GOD YES!" Janeway screamed as the orgasm ripped though her. She humped her own hand and fell up and down against the soft couch. Low, guttural growls escaped her throat.
  Freud cleared his throat and tapped the pipe against his lips. "Hmm.." he said, thinking. "The unleashed libido is a very powerful thing." Janeway couldn't respond. "You may find yourself at the mercy of once suppressed sexual excitations. These fantasies, uncensored and unbidden - you are now at their mercy."
  "I never thought psychology could be so exciting," she said. Janeway took a deep breath and threw her legs over the side of the couch. With one hand she straightened her skirt. The other she ran through her hair and looked at Freud. "Are you... uh.... fully functional."
  Freud raised and eyebrow but said nothing.
  "Doctor, so what you're saying is this will all end once we're though S-space? The crew will get back to normal? I can rest?"
  Freud put the pipe back in his mouth and took a long drag. "S- Space is only a few... umm... miles?... long. We passed out of it hours ago. What the crew is experiencing is the residual effects."
  Janeway dropped her head low and contemplated another slide onto the couch, now damp with her juices. She now knew why Tuvok had been avoiding her gaze, acting guilty. He must have known all along they weren't in there anymore. "How long will this last?"
  Freud shrugged. "Who knows. Maybe an hour maybe forever. We can never tell with these things -"
  "Shit! You're a quack! I could have found this out from the computer and saved myself a trip down here. Instead you fill me with this pseudo-scientific mumbo-jumbo and expect me to submit to it all."
  "Please, Captain, I am not affected as the rest of the crew is. I can assure you I will not be groveling at your knees begging for your forgiveness. Unless you program me to, that is. Regardless, I suggest you save your energies for the bridge crew. There seems to be a morale problem."
  Janeway stood up and looked puzzled. For a moment she was deep in thought. Then she set her mind, worked it out and headed to the door.
  "Captain, has no one aboard read any of my books?" Freud asked.
  "They were banned years ago. Thank you Doctor. I'll go and see if I can't address these problems."
  "It was my pleasure," Freud responded. "In a manner of speaking. Feel free to come back if any of these ex-repressed urges become a problem. My secretary can give you my office hours."
  Janeway nodded her head and smiled at him. "I will. Computer - end program."
  The desk, the chair, the entire office vanished. Freud seemed to be smiling as he disappeared. The room reverted back to its normal harsh white interior.
  The bridge was a crazy house. Paris was chasing some cute little blond girl around the consoles. They were both half naked. The blond had her hair done up in a pony tail and wore a small white teddy. It was see-through in some spots and her nipples poked out of the sheer top. They were rock hard and strained against the material.
  Chakotay's was sitting in his normal seat, but he was completely naked and his dick was sticking straight in the air, all nine inches, It was getting sucked by this beautiful black haired Betazoid. She had her lips pursed around the head and stopped. As Chakotay's bucked his hips, she smiled up at him and in one quick motion, engulfed his entire shaft in her hot mouth. Chakotay's let out a moan and grabbed on to her head. As he did this, she reached down and played with her soaking, hot pussy.
  Tuvok seemed to be the only one in control. He was standing behind the upper console. He was also the only still wearing a uniform on the bridge. He watched the frolicking around him and longed to join in, but was afraid to.
  Torres and Kim had come out of the ready room. Without a word, they had gone straight to the turbolift and disappeared. Marlin must have still been inside. She had not come out the entire time, and Tuvok was watching. He watched everything. He noticed with detached interest that Chakotay's was about to have an orgasm and that the ensign Paris was chasing appeared to be slowing down, which meant she was going to let herself get caught. Soon the bridge would turn into one big orgy room. Tuvok had never witnessed an orgy before. It should prove.... interesting.
  Just as the lift doors opened and Janeway entered, Chakotay's led out a groan and emptied his seed into the little Betazoid's mouth. He bucked and she held on, riding him. When she pulled her head up, some cum dripped from the corners of her mouth. She extended her tongue and licked it back in, smiling.
  Janeway was dressed back in her uniform. She stood there, watching, with her hands on her hips, clearly pissed. Paris finally caught her eye and stopped running. The blond girl sighed deeply and looked mad.
  "What is going on here?" Janeway asked.
  "It appears, Captain," Tuvok said. "That the crew is attempting to - take a roll in the hay. To have a go. To hide the salami. To -"
  Janeway looked over at him. "Tuvok, shut up. Thank God you haven't succumbed to all this too." She walked over to him then stopped and stared at his legs.
  "I have to report that my pants, Captain," Tuvok began shakily. "They were stolen by a pack... of... one armed Ferengi. They said -"
  "That's enough Tuvok. Go and put your pants on."
  "Yes Captain," Tuvok said and headed quickly for the lift.
  "Where are they Tuvok?"
  "What Captain?"
  "Your pants. Where are they?"
  "I don't know, Captain. A woman came in, who, oddly enough, looked very much like my mother on Vulcan, except without the pointed ears... So I gave her my pants."
  "Whatever," Janeway said, looking weary. "Go and replicate new ones."
  "Yes Captain," Tuvok said and quickly slipped into the lift.
  "Paris," Janeway said. "This is shameful behavior for my bridge. I expect better judgement from my crew. Suppose some aliens came right now and tried to attack us. You would never know. Would you? You would just --"
  The sound of someone clearing their throat sounded loudly on the bridge. Janeway looked around but saw no one. Finally she looked at the view screen and saw there was someone on there. He was humanoid, but had a strangely clefted chin.
  "Hello there. We have been watching you. Its been very interesting up until you came in."
  "Who is this?" Janeway asked Paris. Paris shrugged. Chakotay's shrugged too, but yawned. The Betazoid said, "I can feel a lot of lust. I can feel the threads of desire that reach out from a hidden core to entangle the person who is feeling it. I can feel all the lust-filled desires, brimming with perversion and... and... " She shuddered with an orgasm and dropped her head. Her black hair flowed over her face, hiding it.
  "Captain," Paris whispered, "she did this before. I think she means herself, Captain."
  Janeway waved him silent and turned to the man on the screen. "Stick around. Its about to get more interesting, whoever you are."
  Almost on cue, the lift doors slid open and Kes entered. She was completely naked and her blond hair was a sheen of sweat. The ensign looked at her angrily and folded her hands across her chest. Kes ignored her and stood next to Janeway. Janeway idly cupped a breast with her hand, pinching the nipple. Kes closed her eyes and moaned.
  "On the ground," she told Kes and Kes jumped to do so. She was on all fours just as the alien on the screen leaned forward with interest. A few others joined him behind the chair. Men and women watched.
  "Paris," Janeway said. "Get over here." Paris stood beside her and glanced down at Kes. She was moving back and forth in a state of need and desire. A few times she almost cried out. Her pussy was soaking and she was sure that Paris could see from where he stood. So could the aliens.
  "Strip," Janeway commanded and Paris faltered for a moment. He looked in her eyes but she did not turn away. She had won and Paris stripped off his shorts. He paused a moment then slid them down slowly, teasing. Kes whimpered when his thick cock sprang out. It was already semi-hard and Kes wanted it in her mouth - her pussy - anywhere.
  An alien woman from the view screen whistled appreciatively.
  Janeway smiled when he was done. All eyes were on her now as she took a step closer. One hand lashed out and cupped Paris' balls in her hand. She began caressing them and Paris responded. He moaned softly and squirmed in her hand. Her smile grew and she suddenly gripped tighter. Paris closed his eyes and his erection shrank.
  "This is how I have you," Janeway whispered to him. "Understand?" Paris could only nod. Pain was evident on his face. "You're mine. If I tell you to do something, you do it. Understand? Good. If I tell you to jerk off, you'll do it willingly and enjoy it." Paris' dick got harder, it grew a little. "If I tell you to spank yourself you'll do that too. If I tell you to fuck yourself in the ass, you'll do that." With that she slipped her other hand around and teased Paris' asshole. He moaned and his penis jerked in her hand, fully erect by this time.
  Chakotay's watched with interest at what was happening. The Betazoid woman watched too, one hand gently stroking her pussy the other pinched her nipple. She felt the sexual excitement and shame that Paris felt, at least a sliver of it and she shivered.
  Janeway shoved a finger in all the way to the second knuckle and Paris jerked, his breath coming in spurts. "You like that, don't you?" Paris turned red but said nothing. Kes whimpered on the ground. She was tempted to touch herself but knew Janeway would be mad.
  "If I ever catch this kind of behavior on the bridge, while you're on duty," Janeway said, stopping her stroking of Paris' cock. "I'll strap something on and take this little cherry myself."
  With that, Paris erupted all over the ground. It kept coming out in spurts. He moaned and moved against Janeway's finger, fucking it. Finally, his orgasm subsided and he could breathe again.
  Chakotay's was hard again and he reached down and grabbed the Betazoid woman. She was on the verge of an orgasm anyway, from all the emotions she was experiencing. When Chakotay's put her on his prick, she jumped up and down on it with glee. His prick was slick with her juices. She screamed a little every time she took it all the way out and then slammed back on it again.
  "Paris," Janeway said. "Clean that up." Paris fell to his knees, face to face with Kes, and began to lick up his cum. Kes watched and dripped with excitement at seeing a man do this. By the time Paris was done, he was rock hard again.
  "Alright, people," Janeway said. "One last fling and then its back to work." She grabbed the blond ensign Paris had been chasing and pulled her to face. Janeway kissed her deeply, felt the woman's body respond against her. Janeway pulled the slip all the way down her shoulders as they were still kissing and let it fall to the ground. The ensign's blond pussy came into view, matte with her juices.
  Kes could not stand it any more and pushed Paris to the ground. He fell on his back, exhausted. Kes crawled over to him and took his cock in her mouth. Paris bucked against her, whimpering. She pulled all the way out, licked it with her tongue and quickly engulfed it again. With one hand she jerked the shaft with her other she played with his balls. Paris began moving his legs, squirming again.
  The Betazoid screamed and came on Chakotay's's prick. She gushed all down his leg and made a puddle on the floor. Chakotay's grunted loudly and the Betazoid jumped off. She knelt down and took his dick in her mouth just as he exploded. She tasted his semen and her own pussy as the cock spurted in her mouth. She tried to swallow it all but some escaped her lips.
  Janeway frantically pulled off her uniform as she fingered the blond ensign. They were still passionately kissing. The ensign broke away and savagely pulled off the rest of Janeway's clothes. Soon she was naked and the ensign quickly sucked on Janeway's breast. Janeway moaned as the blond sucked and pushed two fingers in the girl's pussy. The ensign gurgled behind Janeway's breast and humped her hand excitedly.
  Janeway had enough and pushed her to the ground, on her back. Janeway sat on her face, pushing her pussy into it. She felt the ensign's hot tongue almost immediately so she ground her pussy into her mouth. The ensign spread Janeway's cheeks with her hands and tongued her hot ass hole. Janeway gasped and jumped at the feeling. "Kes," Janeway said, between gasps. "Get on Paris' face!"
  Kes did so and Paris immediately began licking for all he was worth. Kes came right there, in front of them all, just from the first lash. She brought her knees together and curled her toes. Paris did not stop, though. She squirmed on his tongue but stayed on his face. Soon she was close to coming again.
  Janeway said, "Paris, jerk off while you do it. I want to see you make yourself cum. I want EVERYONE to see it."
  Paris immediately complied. He started slowly from the top of the head and wrapped his hand around it. Then in long, hot, strokes he jerked his prick up and down.
  The ensign now had two fingers in Janeway ass while she tongued her pussy. Janeway was ready to cum but she wanted to see Paris cum first. She wanted to watch that.
  Soon Paris was humping his own hand. "Paris," Janeway yelled. "Put a finger in your ass."
  Paris slid his hand under his ass cheek and paused at the hole. With two fingers he spread the cheek apart. As Janeway watched she could feel herself going over the edge. Would he really do it? His other hand jerked faster on his cock, almost a blur. He quickly put the finger all the way in, to the knuckle and began bucking up and down. It was too much for him and he began to shoot globs of cum in the air while he screamed into Kes' cunt. Kes came again and so did Janeway while they both watched. Janeway knew she would have fun with Paris in the future.
  A loud moan came over the viewer. They looked up and saw that two of the aliens were fucking on the screen. The both had an orgasm at the exact same time while watching the finish of the orgy.
  Janeway crawled of the ensign, who was still in a wild state of sexual excitation. Janeway matted her hair and put her hands on her hips.
  "I want everyone dressed and back to work. We have a job to do," she said. "Kes I want to see you and this ensign in my ready room." She walked across the bridge and slipped into her ready room without looking back. Kes and the ensign rushed to follow...
  "Captain's Log, supplemental. With the realization that we have left S-Space for good, I can no longer indulge in every whim that comes along. We still have to find a way home. I promised this crew that much.
  Things have drifted back to normal. As normal as can be now, anyway. Morale is back to normal and the crew is responding well to the work they have to do. Every once in a while, though, things get out of hand....."
  The End ********
  The end of the 'S-Space' episode. This was only part one of the 'Voyager - Uncensored' series. For the next installment, check out "Lost and Found" by Scatwoman, now on the internet. And watch here for more exciting adventures.....
  Pussy Willow
  End of part 4 end of episode 1 Read episode 2: "Lost & Found" parts 1-5!!! WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SEX! (OH MY!) IF YOU DON'T LIKE SEX, DON'T READ THIS STORY (AND GET HELP- QUICK!). This particular part contains Ff, anal, & mast.
  STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"
  By: Scatwoman ************************************************ Note: This story takes place right before episode 7 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes. Also, read episode 1: "S-Space" first if at all possible...
  PART 1:
  Kes didn't think she could take another inch of the dildo up her ass, but the strength of Janeway's order to do just that somehow made her asshole open just enough as she shoved the last bit of the enormous phallus into her rectum. Janeway shuddered with delight, caused by both Kes' anal peril and Kes' lips and tongue eagerly devouring her pussy juices.
  "Mmmmghh," Kes managed to moan from between Janeway's taut legs and the dildo settled into place deep in her ass.
  "Mmm, you like a big cock up your ass, don't you, you little slut?" gasped Janeway, close to orgasm,"I can smell your pussy getting excited."
  Kes couldn't deny it, Janeway was right. She didn't know what excited her the most, the dildo up her butt, the taste of Janeway's cunt, being ordered around by Janeway, or Janeway treating her like a little whore. Whatever the case, it was an intoxicating mixture. She knew she wouldn't be able to take it much longer, but she didn't want another public punishment like last time!
  "God, you were made for eating pussy, Kes.."Janeway moaned as she shivered with a mini-orgasm, Kes' rough little Ocampa tongue was getting her closer by the second. "Fuck yourself!" she ordered,"fuck your little slut ass with that cock!" Janeway grabbed Kes' head with both hands and began to stiffen up.
  Kes complied, now she knew she would have to come...it was just a matter of time now. She slid the cock out of her ass a little, then back in, slowly at first. But with each successive quiver of Janeway's pussy, she fucked herself a little faster, with each sensual moan from her Captain, she fucked herself deeper.
  "That's it, fuck yourself hard, you little bitch!" Kes did. "Get it in there good, I'm going to make you suck it clean if you come!" That did it, Kes came HARD. It started deep in her bowels as she plunged the dildo deep into her ass as hard as she could, it almost went all the way in. Meanwhile, Janeway was coming too, put over the edge by Kes' orgasm. She rode Kes' face like an Altairian Bullmule, sliding her cunt lips up and down the smaller woman's lips and flailing tongue, grinding her hips into her reddening face, dousing it with her juices. Kes shook and trembled gasping for air, then grunting louder and louder until she let out a shrill series of shrieks and finally tensed up her entire body, grunted once loudly, then collapsed to the ground, exhausted.
  Janeway, her legs weak and quivering, knelt down beside her and held Kes' face in her hands. She kissed her deeply, tasting her own fluids. Slowly, she slipped the well-worn dildo out of Kes' tiny asshole. It came out easily, leaving her anus dilated for several seconds before it finally closed up. Janeway brought the soiled black phallus up to Kes lips. Kes opened her eyes, and looked at Janeway. Without having to be ordered to, she opened her mouth to let it in. It had a rancid, somewhat foul taste, but the idea of being forced to do such a nasty thing turned her on so much, she thought she could come again right there. She deliberately and sensually cleaned the entire penis, sometimes deep throating it as Janeway face-fucked her and fingered herself. The entire time, the two women kept their eyes locked in each other's gazes.
  "You are a very naughty girl, Kes.."Janeway said and she slipped the thoroughly clean dildo out of Kes' mouth,"I think I've got a good punishment for you, something we haven't tried yet..." she smiled mischievously as she got up, grabbed a robe for herself, and pulled Kes to her feet by her hair roughly. All of Janeway's previous tenderness was gone now. "Come with me, bitch!" She ordered and led Kes by her sensitive right nipple out of her quarters and into the hallway. Kes had no idea where they were going and she was extremely aroused by the idea of a new kink. Ocampa only lived nine years, so they naturally had incredible curiosity in order to get much out of their short lives. Meeting Janeway had certainly been a learning experience!
  "Bridge to Janeway," The captain's commbadge bleeped.
  Janeway reached into her robe pocket and pulled it out. "Janeway here, what's the problem, Tuvok?
  "Captain, Kim has detected a shuttlecraft heading our way, it is under attack by what Neelix has described as 'Gordek-pirate-sons-of-a-bitches'." Tuvok responded, almost without inflection.
  "I'll be right there," said Janeway as she closed the channel. "Take this," she handed the dildo to Kes, "and keep it up your ass until I'm done. Wear that short skirt I like so much and no underwear so everyone can see it. I'll be looking for you soon." She handed Kes the dildo and strode off in the direction of the bridge, leaving Kes naked and brandishing a huge ebony dildo. Kes promptly slid it up her ass and had two more mini-orgasms as she walked to her cabin and put on the tiny skirt Janeway liked so much...
  On the bridge, things were getting out of hand. The shuttlecraft was still under attack and wasn't going to last long. The one life form on board had been knocked unconscious and was in danger of being killed any minute. Janeway had ordered the Voyager to intercept the pirate ships, but the shuttle was already too damaged to survive.
  "Captain, I have a match on the make of the shuttlecraft," Tuvok paused as Janeway and the rest of the crew waited in suspense. Tuvok didn't do it for the joy of being dramatic, it is illogical to be so inefficient, but he noticed that humans listened to him more when he did so, "Fascinating," THAT always got their attention.
  "What is it, Tuvok?" Janeway asked.
  "Captain, it is a Romulan shuttlecraft."
  The entire bridge crew was distracted from the battle. "What?" Janeway was shocked,"are you sure?"
  Tuvok raised an eyebrow a little indignantly, "Absolutely, Captain."
  Janeway's mind was racing, if a Romulan shuttlecraft were out here, and the Romulans are from the Alpha Quadrant, then that meant there must be a way back, and the pilot of that shuttlecraft knew about it! Now if only she could keep him alive long enough to find out.
  "Lock established, Captain!" Kim finally said with urgency.
  Immediately, Janeway stood up and dramatically put on a pose both empathetic and commanding, "Transporter Room, lock on to the shuttle occupant and beam him directly to Sickbay!"
  The transporter chief acknowledged and Janeway and Tuvok ran down to Sickbay. As the doors opened, Janeway strode in quickly. Kes was there, of course, and she noticed with evil satisfaction the short skirt and the slight bulge at the rear of it caused by the dildo she knew must be there judging from the juices running down Kes' legs. Kes noticed her attention and looked down, embarrassed. Janeway almost fucked her right there, but a moan came from the medtable and took her attention away from the now deeply blushing Kes. Janeway walked over to the table as the stimulant the Holodoctor had administered began to work. The first thing Janeway noticed was that it wasn't a "he" at all- but rather a woman, and an incredibly sexy one she could tell through the woman's tattered Romulan civilian clothes. She opened her blue eyes and looked around a little confused. She had short, slicked-back blonde hair. Finally her eyes drifted to Janeway.
  "Wh...where am I?" She asked weakly.
  "You're in the sickbay, on the USS Voyager," Janeway responded.
  "A...Federation ship?"she whispered distractedly. "Yes, I'm Captain Kathryn Janeway, who are you?" Janeway needed to know. If this woman came from the Alpha Quadrant, she may be able to lead them to the way back!
  "I..I'm Lieutenant Tasha Yar, of the starship Enterprise", the blonde woman responded.
  * * *
  End Teaser- title music and cool model shots, To be continued in Part 2!
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  STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"
  By: Scatwoman ************************************************* Note: This story takes place right before episode 7 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes.
  PART 2:
  In Sickbay, Janeway had just left with Tuvok and the shuttle pilot they had rescued, a Star Fleet officer by the name of Lt. Tasha Yar. Tuvok had checked their ship records for her, and found that she had died about 7 years ago. "Curious," he had said. Even curiouser was the fact that this did not surprise Tasha. Kes stood by and tried not to think about Janeway. She tried not to think about the dildo up her ass. She tried to concentrate on the medical texts the Holodoctor had given her to study. She was a fast learner and had a great curiosity, she would need both since she was now the Holodoctor's nurse. Just then Neelix came in.
  "Kes! There you are! I've been looking for you all morning!" Neelix strolled up to Kes. She quickly spun around hoping he wouldn't notice that she wasn't wearing any underwear as per the Captain's orders, not to mention the phallus sticking two inches out of her butt.
  "Oh..uh.. Hi, Neelix. I've been busy with the Holodoctor, studying texts...the human anatomy is really fascinating," especially Janeway's, she thought to herself. "Hmm, you've been spending a lot of time down here with this 'Holodoctor', Kes," Neelix was a naturally oversuspicious type. If I didn't know he was a hologram I might think you were cheating on me!"
  "Neelix! No!" she protested a bit too much, "Don't be ridiculous!" A reprogrammable sexual partner, who could be anything you wanted... that would be a novel experience she thought to herself.
  "Well, good, because your ass is mine," Neelix said rather lewdly as he ran his hand up the back of Kes' leg towards her butt.
  "Neelix!" she yelped as she intercepted his hand just before it got to where her panty line should have been, "there are people here!" "He's a doctor, he's seen it all, besides, he's just a hologram..." but Kes' stare showed him she was serious and he ceased trying to feel her up. He got close to her and tried to be seductive (a hopeless aim for him) as he whispered, "let's go someplace a little more private, then."
  Kes held her breath until he backed away, Neelix had the most horrible breath odor. "Alright", she acquiesced, "let's go." She hated sex with Neelix, it was like fucking a wart hog, but one with a mouse's penis. Yet, she owed him, and she could never repay that debt. As they began to leave the Sickbay she realized she would have to remove the dildo in private before giving in to Neelix.
  "Oh, Kes," the doctor said just as they were about to leave.
  "Yes Doctor?"
  "Do you realize you have a twelve inch dildo up your ass?" the Holodoctor asked with total bluntness.
  Neelix's head spun so fast he almost broke the warp barrier.
  "WHAT??!!!"
  Kes was too stunned to speak. She looked wide-eyed at Neelix, then down at her butt. As Neelix continued to blubber incoherently, she lifted her skirt to reveal the protruding two inches.
  "Oh, you're right, doctor!" Kes seemed just as surprised as Neelix, who was now doing triple takes between the doctor, Kes, and the dildo.
  "Wha-..bu..-you-...how the HELL!!!!..." he stammered as she pulled the dildo out and examined it curiously.
  "Hmmm," she struck a pensive, curious look, "now how do you suppose THAT got there?"
  Neelix was speechless. Kes thanked the doctor for his help and led Neelix to his cabin. He didn't stop blubbering for three hours.
  In the Conference Room, Tasha had been made comfortable and the last of the senior crew arrived. Janeway especially wanted Kim and Torres there since Tasha's explanation seemed to be very complex. Finally, Kim and Torres walked in. Janeway wondered why they were both so late, then a few reasons popped into her mind, and Kim DID look exhausted.
  Suddenly, Tasha jumped up and nearly knocked over her coffee. She was glaring at Torres.
  "What's HER problem?" Torres spat.
  "Lieutenant? Is something the matter?" Janeway asked, placing a soothing hand on Tasha's arm.
  "I... I'm sorry, Captain... just a conditioned reaction, "she said as she sat down, still keeping Torres in her line of sight, "as I told you, in the alternate reality I came from, we were at war with the Klingons."
  "Oh yes, right," Janeway remembered.
  "Alternate Reality?" Kim queried.
  "Lt. Yar claims that she comes from an parallel universe," Tuvok said,"one similar to our own except for certain...details."
  "Yes, Tasha, why don't you tell them what you told us," Janeway prompted.
  "Okay...well, it all started one day when I was on the bridge and were under attack by Klingons," Tasha noticed Torres roll her eyes in ridicule, "and there was this space phenomenon, and the Enterprise-B came through. They were fighting a battle against the Romulans about seventy years earlier and had come through to our time," Paris' brain began to hurt, Torres wasn't even trying to understand anymore and Kim was more worried about the pain in his ass... "So, then Guinan tells me that 'something's wrong', and then tells me I'm supposed to be dead- some tar pit killed me or something. Then we realize that this ship has to back into the past, because if it does, we won't be at war with the Klingons anymore." Paris was shaking now, and Chakotay was falling asleep. Only Tuvok seemed to be following her story, "So I met this guy, and he was cute, and I was supposed to be dead anyway, so I went back to the past with him. So, like we were supposed to, we lost to the Romulans, but I wasn't killed like I thought I would be. This Romulan commander captured me and made me his wife. He was a nice guy, and a real masochist, so I was okay with it, I like being in charge," both Torres and Janeway grinned at this remark, "So I had a baby, Sela, and lived with my husband on a remote outpost."
  "That doesn't explain-" Tuvok began.
  "SO, then the Federation executed a Romulan spy, and the Romulan High Command wanted me dead as payback. I guess they picked me because I was kind of an embarrassment- I had Te'Don pussy whipped and everyone knew it. On Romulus, women are not supposed to be in charge. But Te'Don really cared for me so he managed to fake my death, and I escaped in a shuttlecraft. But after my escape, I got sucked into a wormhole and ended up here, wherever 'here' is," Tuvok's brow was furrowed deeply by now, the only people who could grasp the plot details now were the Star Trek writers. "And I was chased by some pirates, and, well, here I am! Back in the Federation!"
  Everyone in the room took a collective deep sigh of relief.
  "Whatever, it's good to have you, Tasha,"Janeway said,"but I'm afraid you're not quite back home yet. First of all, you traveled about 60 years into the future, and we're lost in the Gamma Quadrant, 70,000 light years from the Federation."
  Tasha froze in mid-sip. "Shit."
  "Captain, if I might, I'd like to see if I can locate the wormhole she came through, it might lead us back home if we can find it," Kim said with enthusiasm. He desperately wanted to get back home, especially due to recent developments.
  "Very good, Mr. Kim, get on it... that is if Torres doesn't need you anymore..."Janeway grinned.
  "What are you asking HER for-" Kim sputtered, but he caught the looks between Janeway and Torres as the half-Klingon nodded. Kim blushed beet red and left without asking permission. He was gonna FIND that damn wormhole!
  "I guess you'll be needing some rest, Tasha, you've been through a lot. Mr. Paris, would you show her to some temporary quarters?" Janeway asked.
  Just as Paris' erection grew, Torres interrupted, "Captain, if I may, I'd like to escort her, in the name of...Interspecies Harmony."
  Janeway though it was more like InterCOURSE, but she allowed it. Paris sulked like a schoolboy who got his lunch stolen.
  Meanwhile, Kes was trying not to sneeze as the shorter Neelix "rammed" into her, his headfur tickling her nose. Neelix was really trying to drive it home since he had caught Kes faking it before he was even in her. It's an honest mistake, Kes thought, she could never tell when he was in her or not. She began thinking of Janeway and she remembered that Janeway had plans for her, the "new kink" she had mentioned. This suddenly got her aroused and she came within a couple minutes just imagining all the perverted things Janeway could make her do. Neelix acted like a stud for days, but Kes didn't really care, she got what she needed, and so did he.
  "You'll be in the guest quarters until we get you a permanent room," Torres said as she led her down the guest wing. "We don't get many visitors, really, so your only neighbors will be Kes and Neelix." She led her to the third door on the right. Tasha was trying to concentrate on what Torres was saying, but she couldn't keep her eyes off Torres' hot ass swaying back and forth.
  Torres opened the door and Tasha let her go in first.
  "It looks pretty much like the Enterprise I was on, a little more comfortable but we were at war-" Tasha turned to look at Torres for her reaction and saw her toss her uniform onto the bed. She had some fasting rope she had produced from her pocket and strode toward Tasha like a predator.
  "So, you like to be in charge, hunh?" Torres growled, practically bursting with horniness.
  "Most of the time..." Tasha said as Torres stopped with her lips mere inches from hers. She parted them slightly and turned her head up. Torres grabbed her by the hair, pulled her head back and kissed her roughly and deeply, at the same time grabbing Tasha's crotch and massaging it. Tasha moaned in ecstasy. It had been a long time since SHE had been on the bottom. She had made it with a Klingon once before when she was captured and interrogated by two extremely perverted Klingon sisters named Lursa and Betor, THAT was an experience she'll never forget and always crave.
  When Torres finally abruptly broke the kiss, Tasha found that her hands had been tied behind her back without her noticing. Torres had obviously done this before. The Klingon woman grabbed Tasha by the front of her dress and shoved her back on the bed with her other hand, tearing the garment to shreds.
  "Prepare to be FUCKED," Torres roared savagely and...
  * * * End Part 2, cut to commercials. Next in Part 3: Torres and Tasha! Janeway's new kink! Don't change that dial!
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  This is parts 3 and 4 of my latest episode. I couldn't include parts 1 and 2 due to anon size limitations, but they have already been posted. The following is a slight revision of 3 and the BRAND-SPANKIN'-NEW part 4! Enjoy...
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  WARNING: THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS SEX! (OH MY!) IF YOU DON'T LIKE SEX, DON'T READ THIS STORY (AND GET HELP- QUICK!). This particular episode contains Ff, anal, mast., well, hell, just about everything! Also note that this story contains sexual practices that are considered unsafe. Keep in mind that the characters in this story can have this kind of sex since in the 24th century, they've cured all diseases (including
STD's)!
  Most of the names and characters in this story are somewhat similar (okay, VERY similar) to characters owned by Paramount, but this is just a coincidence- I'm sure Paramount understands and will graciously not sue my ass off for having a little harmless fun. But just in case, let's not let them know about this, shall we?
  STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"
  By: Scatwoman ************************************************ Note: This story takes place right before episode 6 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes.
  PART 3:
  Torres slowly lowered her cunt over Tasha's face, teasing her.
  "You want this pussy, bitch?" Torres lowered herself almost within reach of Tasha's writhing tongue.
  "Yes! Give it to me! Let me eat you!" Tasha was hot, whenever she got horny, she lost all control. Even Lursa and Betor had been impressed by her savagery. Tasha tried vainly to strain her neck and back muscles so she cloud reach Torres' inviting cunt, but her arms tied behind her back made it difficult, and Torres was carefully keeping it JUST out of her reach. Tasha was mad with lust, "Give it to me, you bitch!!!"
  "Well, if you ask nicely, I might," Torres taunted her as she began to slide two fingers ever so lightly between Tasha's shaved cunt lips. Tasha shook violently with the first touch as Torres teased her with her fingers.
  Tasha was so hot that she had to consciously calm herself down before she could ask nicely,"Please, let me eat your cunt..."
  "Please let me eat your cunt, WHAT?" Torres demanded.
  Tasha was losing her cool, "Please let me eat your cunt, BITCH!" she growled.
  "Close enough," Torres couldn't hold out any longer and lowered herself onto Tasha's face. She gasped audibly as Tasha attacked it with the voracious appetite of a Salarian Tiger pit. "Ohhh-h-h-h God!" Torres had never been eaten so savagely, the Klingon side of her had always craved it, but no man she had ever met had been able to bring out that desire. "Yes! EAT me!" she roared almost unintelligibly.
  * * *
  Commander Chakotay walked out of Engineering puzzled. Torres wasn't in engineering like she was supposed to be. He hoped she wasn't screwing up already, it had taken a lot of convincing on his part to get Janeway to make her Chief Engineer.
  "Computer, where is Chief Engineer Torres?" Chakotay queried into his commbadge.
  "Chief Engineer Torres is currently sitting on Lt. Tasha Yar's face," the computer responded tersely.
  Chakotay stopped dead in his tracks and was almost knocked over by a crewman behind him.
  * * *
  Tasha was lost in Torres' pussy, drugged on the taste of her juices. She licked and sucked and bit, devouring her with the hunger of two years of pent-up sexual need. Torres was grinding her hips back and forth against Tasha's ravishing mouth and had slipped three fingers deep inside Tasha's cunt, making her suck even more vigorously.
  "Ohh, fuck..." Torres moaned, she knew she was close to coming, but she wanted to hold off a little bit. Just as she was getting close, she lifted her dripping wet cunt off Tasha's face.
  "No! NO!" Tasha groaned as she tried hopelessly to hang on to Torres' twat with her mouth.
  Torres stood up and tried to get a hold of herself.
  "Get back down here!" Tasha yelled.
  "Just a minute, you little slut," Torres said as she bent down and grabbed Tasha by the hair, "I'M the one in charge here!" She kissed Tasha deeply, tasting herself on her tongue and lips. Tasha returned the kiss roughly.
  Torres broke the kiss and strode over to the replicator. She quietly ordered something, and a second later there was a high-pitch whine and a shimmying blue-silver light from the console lit the darkened room. Torres hid whatever it was behind her back and strode back over to Tasha's prone body. When she got to the bed, she held it low, out of Tasha's line of sight.
  "Now where were we?" She said.
  "I was eating your pussy..." Tasha responded, "please, let me eat you!"
  "Oh yes, that's right!" Torres said and she quickly slid back onto the bed, mounting Tasha's drenched face a second time. Tasha began slowly this time, wanting it to build up. Torres placed the U-shaped dildo she had replicated (her own design!) at Tasha's pussy and anus. Both were well- lubricated from Tasha's overflowing cunt juices. Torres held it there for a second, then plunged it in quickly, spearing both of Tasha's tight holes at once.
  Tasha screamed deeply right into Torres' pussy so intensely that Torres could feel it more than hear it. She pumped the double-dildo in and out of Tasha's under used orifices as deep and hard as she thought the little blonde could handle.
  "Unhg-Fuck-ungh" Tasha spat a sting of profanities into Torres' cunt, "FckMrr! Hrdr! Ysss! Ungh,FckMrrYouBrtch!" Torres was so turned on that she lost it and came hard, her come practically shooting out of her right down Tasha's throat. Torres yelled so loud with each convulsion that she was sure they must have heard her on the Bridge. "FUCK!!!YESS!UNGH!!" she shrieked as she ground her pussy into Tasha's face. Tasha was right behind her and came with long, hard groans, clenching every muscle in her body, holding it, not breathing, then letting go with an "UNGH!!", over and over again. She must have orgasm ed three times before Commander Chakotay came in.
  "So, B'Elanna, I see you've made Lt. Yar feel like one of the crew already?" he said as he stood silhouetted in the door.
  Tasha laid there exhausted, still groaning in the aftermath of her first orgasm in two years. Torres got up, walked over to Chakotay, grabbed him by his uniform and pulled him roughly into the room. The door slid shut just as Paris walked by on his way to the Bridge.
  * * *
  Paris had been looking for Kes, but couldn't find her. She had a habit of not wearing her commbadge very often, so he couldn't locate her by computer. He stepped into the turbolift at the end of the hall.
  "Bridge," he said and it hummed and began its ascent.
  A few seconds later, Paris stepped out of the turbolift, looking for Tuvok, hoping that he would be able to find Kes via his security clearance. However, Tuvok was nowhere to be found, which was odd. Paris checked the conference room and found Tuvok; he had green come all over his hand and was watching Torres, Chakotay and Tasha on Janeway's desk monitor.
  "Tuvok?!"
  Tuvok did not jump or even look surprised. He simply cleaned himself off and zipped himself up serenely. "Yes, Lt. Paris, what can I do for you?"
  "You- I mean,.. I didn't know Vulcans were ALLOWED to jerk off!" Paris was flabbergasted.
  "Masturbation," Tuvok stressed the technical aspect of the word," is a common practice among Vulcans, male and female. It is a frequent misconception that, since we mate only every seven years, we have a low sex drive. It would be illogical for any race to have evolved with a low sex drive, a 'libido' as you humans have labeled it. Vulcans in fact have a very strong primal urge to copulate, we CHOOSE not to for seven years. This is similar to the way in which we suppress our emotions- they are there, but we do not express them. The sexual urge is strong, however, and it is an acceptable practice to autostimulate, in other words, yes, we ARE 'allowed' to. We simply find it in poor taste to let others know that we do this, just as most humans do."
  Paris wasn't expecting a lecture on Vulcan socio-sexual evolution, "I still can't believe you choke the chicken!" Paris exclaimed with a huge grin.
  "Choke the-?" Tuvok decided he was wasting his time trying to dignify his actions and left Paris smirking childishly in the conference room. Then he noticed that Tuvok had left the console on. Paris sat down to watch as...
  * * *
  Tasha and Torres were in a 69 position, Torres was on top again. This time, however, Tasha was untied so she could grab Torres' ass and pull her cunt to her as she licked and sucked. Chakotay had been stripping calmly and now came over to the bed, his thick nine inch cock levitating over Tasha's face, at the opening to Torres' more-than-ready opening.
  "Fuck me, Chakotay! I've been waiting for that dick since the first time I met you!" Torres was practically dripping with excitement into Tasha's hungry mouth.
  "And I have wanted you, too, Torres... but not your pussy," he said as he positioned his dick a little higher. Torres didn't get it at first, but Tasha did. She spread Torres' butt cheeks wide and licked her dark brown asshole, prepping it for Chakotay's cock with her tongue. She couldn't help giving Torres a little buttfuck of her own, though, and plunged her tongue as far into the Klingon's anus as she could. She tongue-fucked her deep and hard, reveling in the pungent taste of her insides.
  "Tasha, what are you- OHHhhhh," Torres moaned with delight as she sucked Tasha's pussy with anticipation of the butt-fucking she was about to receive.
  When Chakotay started getting impatient, he put his hand lightly on Tasha's head to signal it was his turn. Tasha looked up at him and whimpered, but after a few more good thrusts, she gave up her claim on Torres' succulent ass.
  "She's all lubed up for you, Chakotay," Tasha grinned nastily at him as she inserted three fingers directly into Torres' asshole- this produced an intelligible moan from her.
  "Yes, but I'M not," he replied and thrust his cock roughly into Tasha's mouth. It had been so long that she had had a man in her mouth- how she missed the feeling! She sucked him vigorously, grabbing his ass and pulling him as deeply into her as she could. She deep throated him all the way to the hilt, then pulled all but one inch out, and repeated this, over and over, getting faster and faster. Chakotay was impressed, he hadn't been with ANYone who could do that to him! More than that, Tasha was devouring him so wildly that he was already about to come! He had to forcefully pull himself out of Tasha's ravenous mouth and take her hands off his ass.
  "FUCK ME!!!!" Torres demanded lustfully. Chakotay responded by spreading Torres' asscheeks with both hands and plunging his cock in all the way, no preparation.
  "ARRRGH! YESSSS!!!" Torres groaned. Chakotay knew Klingons liked it rough, and although Torres was only half Klingon, he was going to give her the fuck of her life. He pumped her with long, hard, deep strokes, building up speed. Tasha grabbed on to Torres' furiously bucking pelvis and ate her pussy hungrily, extremely turned on by the view- Chakotay's large cock pistoning in and out of Torres' ass with vengeance.
  Chakotay grunted and came, but didn't miss a beat. Torres had expected him to get soft and quit, but when he kept going, she went mad with desire.
  "Oh G-GOD, you're gonna... FU-FUCK me till I... COME!" Torres managed to blurt out between thrusts.
  By this time Tasha figured out Chakotay had come. His pumping in and out of Torres' tight ass had pushed out some of his cum and it had dripped down right into Torres' pussy. Tasha licked it up rapaciously, enjoying her first taste of male cum in years. She promised herself she was going to get more- a LOT more later.
  Chakotay had built up his speed and power now and had grabbed Torres by the hair, pulling her head back. He was riding her like an unbroken mare, and he was going to break her just as good as the horses on his ranch at home. Torres was to intoxicated by this newfound thrill of being the one getting FUCKED that she couldn't administer attention to Tasha's pussy anymore. But Tasha was never one to rely on others for satisfaction and took over the task with her own fingers.
  This scene went on for several minutes, long after Paris had come and shut off the monitor. Chakotay finally started emitting a low hum, one that built into a load roar as he pummeled Torres' ass with as much force as he could muster- Torres was shocked to actually feel real PAIN in her butt, it was exhilarating! Chakotay drove his aching cock into Torres' tightly clenching asshole all the way, held it there, and grunted loudly, shooting a huge load of cum up her ass, larger than the first.
  "Oh GOD," Torres moaned as her orgasm began violently- she shook with the impact of Chakotay's first hot spurt she felt deep in her bowels.
  Chakotay continued to grunt and dig in, pumping load after load of saved-up semen into Torres' hungry asshole. Tasha was coming now too, moaning deeply into Torres' pussy which was shoved down on her face by the Klingon's elevated position. She waited greedily for some more cum to leak out of Torres' anus, but Chakotay was buried so deep in her ass that it was stuck there.
  "FUCK! FUCK! FUCKMEEE!" Torres growled fiercely and she built up to the most powerful orgasms she thought she'd ever had. She felt the cum shooting into her, she thought it would never stop, it was like getting a sperm enema! "God, you're coming so hard up my ass I'll be shitting cum for days!!!" She shrieked as her orgasm finally hit her with Chakotay's tenth-and last-immense jet. "OHGODOHFUCKYESSS!"She screamed, bucking hard against both Chakotay's dick and Tasha's mouth. Tasha thought Torres was going to drown her in her thick Klingon woman's cum, and Chakotay was afraid Torres might rip his dick right off with the clenching of her incredibly strong sphincter muscles. Torres came for a full thirty seconds, tearing the sheets and mattress with her bare hands.
  In the aftermath, the three laid there, unmoving for a few minutes, all thoroughly exhausted and blown away by their mind-numbing orgasms. Finally, Torres got up and stood Chakotay up. She then squatted at his feet and sucked his semi-hard cock clean of his cum and the traces of her asshole. Tasha watched for a second then remembered her promise to herself. She leaped up quickly then laid herself down on the floor between Torres' legs right under her well-worn asshole. She licked Chakotay's excess cum off the rim, then, grabbing Torres' hips, pulled the Klingon's butt down on her face and shoved her eager, nasty tongue up into Torres' anus, licking up all the cum inside. Torres growled at the ferocious nastiness of Tasha's act and loosened her sphincter to let the cum run out freely. It was a dirty, but exciting feeling, and she attacked Chakotay's cock with renewed vigor. Tasha, for her part, ate every last drop of shit-tainted cum from Torres' ass and licked her clean. She tongue-fucked her long after there was any cum left to eat, savoring the musky taste of Torres' Klingon asshole.
  * * *
  AUTHOR's NOTE: If you haven't seen the Voyager episode "Phage" (#4), you will not quite get this scene, but what the hell, read it anyway.
  Neelix burst into the Sickbay with the force of the Antares Maelstrom.
  "COMPUTER!!! ACTIVATE EMERGENCY HOLOGRAPHIC MEDICAL PROGRAM!!!" he shouted. Immediately, the Holodoctor appeared.
  "Please state the nature of the emergency," the Doctor said.
  "I'LL tell you what the emergency is, you holographic Casanova!" Neelix was ranting.
  "Oh, it's YOU, again. I wish someone would program me to be able to turn myself off, or at least screen my calls!" The Doctor had grown to dislike Neelix even though he was only a hologram.
  "Don't you try to ignore me! I know you've been sneaking around with Kes! THAT'S where that dildo came from, isn't it? That was no ACCIDENT, I'll bet!"
  "Neelix, you're being preposterous, if you don't calm down, I'll have to sedate you."
  "Where is she? She's here, isn't she? She's never around anymore, she must be spending all her time with YOU!"
  "Neelix, I'm a doctor, not a gigolo."
  "Alright, Mister, it's time we settled this-" Neelix pulled up his sleeves even though he didn't have any," mano-a-mano!"
  "You're not serious," the Doctor was not amused. Neelix threw his first punch and connected...with the wall behind the Holodoctor. "OWWWWWW" "I have the capability to render myself intangible, idiot." The doctor said as he made himself tangible again and knocked Neelix out with a hypo injection. Neelix promptly crumpled to the ground.
  "Hmmm..." the Doctor stared pensively at the prone figure on the ground, then at the device he had put Neelix in when he lost his lungs ("Phage")...
  When Kes walked in, she found the Holodoctor making final adjustments on the life-supporting machine Neelix was in.
  "Oh my- what happened, Doctor?" Kes rushed up to the medbed.
  "Oh! Uh, Kes..." the Doctor was surprised and even a bit nervous," uh, well, Neelix is... missing his lungs..." he couldn't think of anything else.
  "What?! Again?!" Kes was shocked.
  "Yes, well.."
  "Wait a minute, these tricorder readings show he's perfectly fine!" Kes said curiously.
  "Ahem- right, well, you see..." the Doctor stammered, they're definitely going to reprogram me for THIS, he thought. Kes was beginning to understand.
  Just then, Janeway came in," Ah, Kes, there you are- oh, what's wrong with Neelix?" She asked, not quite overly concerned.
  "Uh... " The Doctor was preparing for deletion and oblivion.
  "He's lost his lungs again," Kes said. The Doctor was probably more shocked than Janeway.
  "WHAT?! HOW?!" Janeway was about to get pissed, she had told those two ugly fucks that if they messed with her again she'd have to fuck their shit up REAL bad!
  "His regenerated lungs those harvesters gave him seem to have failed," Kes continued covering for the Doctor, who was slowly regaining his composure.
  "But, he was fine just a few minutes ago in the Lounge! He was trying to make me try one of those horrendously putrid recipes of his," Janeway said. Kes's ears nearly curled up in memory of those nauseous 'delicacies' she'd had to endure.
  "Yes, well, it was quite sudden," the Doctor picked up.
  "Yes, quite," Kes chimed in.
  "Oh, well, whatever. You think he'll come out of it?" Janeway asked. "Hard to tell," the Doctor said, pretending to look concerned," he may never speak again," he grinned to himself at this thought.
  "Well, keep me posted. Kes, come with me."
  Kes pussy quivered at the command, her juices began flowing as she remembered Janeway's promise of a new kink.
  As the two were leaving, the Doctor heard Janeway say, "Kes, where's that dildo I told you to keep up your ass?!" The Doctor raised an eyebrow and shook his head. So Neelix wasn't COMPLETELY paranoid!
  * * *
  To be continued in part 4!
  Okay, so I lied about Janeway's kink being in this part- I got a little carried away with the Torres-Tasha scene. Will you forgive me? I PROMISE next time: Janeway and Kinky Kes!
  As always, send any comments, requests, stories, whatever, to Scatwoman@aol.com I always answer the mail I get.
  ____________________________________________ AUTHOR's NOTE: I feel compelled to tell you that this part is a little raunchier than the other parts, so if those were too much for you... TOUGH! Well, RED ALERT!!! You have been warned! Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated... okay, I'll shut up now. ________________________________________
  STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"
  By: Scatwoman ************************************************ Note: This story takes place right before episode 6 of the TV series ("Eye of the Needle", the one where they find the wormhole to the Alpha quadrant) and immediately after the first Voyager episode for the Internet by Pussy Willow (check your local newsgroups or S.T. archives). There are also references to the third season ST:TNG episode "Yesterday's Enterprise" and the Sela episodes.
  PART 4:
  Tasha was the first to get up from the bed, Chakotay and Torres were still lying together, exhausted from such intense sex.
  "I'm starving," Tasha said as she walked over to the food replicator.
  "What's the matter," Torres asked wryly," didn't you eat enough cum from my ass?"
  Tasha chuckled wickedly," It takes more than just a little cum to satisfy ME, lady!" She said as she tried to remember how to work a Federation replicator.
  "Why don't we go to the Lounge," Chakotay suggested, sitting up on the side of the bed and grabbing his uniform," Dinner's about to start." For a couple hours each night, the Lounge becomes a posh restaurant, serving freshly- made meals, courtesy of the Star Fleet Morale Committee.
  "Mmm, sounds good," Torres said as she leaped up and grabbed Tasha, "Come on, you'll love it... but first we've got to replicate you some new clothes!"
  * * *
  Kes was surprised when Janeway handed her the dress. After Janeway had given Kes a proper spanking for having removed the dildo without permission, (Kes had come already from the punishment, and the night had just begun!) she had her strip nude. They took a real-water shower together and Kes was extremely excited by the proximity of Janeway's wet naked body so close to hers. But for once, Janeway was all business. Kes had tried to masturbate, but Janeway wouldn't let her. After the shower, Janeway had disappeared into her closet for a few minutes and rustled about. She came out with a dress- and a bigger dildo. The dress was long and low-cut. It was made out of a silky, sheer, shiny, silvery material that made every inch of flesh it touched tingle. It was at once like wearing nothing at all and having a million feathers caress your skin. It was very thin and Kes noticed the impression of her rosy hard nipples clearly. They had tightened up from the combination of the chilly attire and sensual arousal. The dress had two micro-straps on the shoulders. The front of it was fairly low-cut, revealing Kes' cleavage, and much more to anyone viewing her from an elevated or askew angle. The back of the dress was cut very low, it stopped just above her coccyx bone (she knew it's Federation name thanks to her apprenticeship with the Doctor). It draped all the way down to her ankles and was tight enough to show every ripple of her taut and muscularly slim legs as she walked. Walking was quite difficult, actually, due to the tightness of the dress. She had to take tiny baby steps. In addition to that, she was wearing very high heels, something she'd never encountered before. Not the least of her ambulation difficulties arose from the tremendous brown dildo up her ass. It wasn't any longer than the other one, but it was much thicker and was textured like a Klingon penis- with all the ridges. Kes would find out later that it could also heat up and vibrate.
  When Janeway had finished dressing Kes, putting on her make-up and doing her hair, Janeway began dressing herself. Kes stood in front of the mirror the whole time, amazed at her transformation. She'd never felt so beautiful, so special! Janeway was taking her out, like a date! She began to feel a warm, deep-rooted emotion for this red-headed woman who had taken over her life. It was a feeling she'd never experienced with Neelix...what was it...? Janeway finally emerged from the bathroom in a long black evening gown- more substantial than Kes' attire, but no less sexy. She had let her hair down and styled it so that it fell a little more to her right shoulder. Kes melted inside and Janeway led her along into the corridor, holding her hand instead of her nipple as she usually did. It was going to be a special night, thought Kes.
  As they walked down the corridor to the Lounge, Kes felt quite conspicuous. She knew she looked hot, as did Janeway. But Kes felt the women's and men's eyes on HER. She was clearly dressed for sex! Of course, the extremely noticeable bulge in the back of the very TIGHT dress made by the two inches of the dark dildo jutting out of her anus might have been drawing some attention as well. In all, Kes felt very self-conscious. She was glad Neelix was out of commission, he'd completely lose it if he saw her dressed like this in public!
  Janeway spoke to the "waiter", and they were seated in a relatively private section of the converted Lounge. On their way to the table, Kes saw Torres, Tasha, and Chakotay eating in another section.
  "Our new cook is... sick," the waiter informed them, speaking of Neelix, "So we've had Hordan design the menu for this evening." Kes and Janeway smiled at the thought. Neelix's entree's were not quite popular among the crew- Talaxians must have mutant taste buds or something. For once, the Lounge was crowded.
  Janeway scanned the menu casually, then ordered for the both of them, "Kes will have the Andorian Bluefish sauteed in Mica Sauce, with a side of G'Roka. I'll have a glass of Chardonay- your best, please."
  "Of course, ma'am," the waiter said as he took the menus and quietly slipped away into the kitchen.
  "That was great," Tasha said as she washed down the last morsel of her Betrell Jute-Kike with a sip of Romulan Ale.
  "Yes, it's better than usual," Chakotay said, settling back into his chair," I must compliment Neelix, usually his recipes are... more eccentric."
  "They taste like shit!" Torres said sans diplomacy," there's no way Neelix made this, he's couldn't cook gagh!" (live Klingon worms)
  "Well, if you'll excuse me, I have to take a piss," Tasha said as she stood up and strode off in the wrong direction.
  Chakotay was about to redirect her, but she was gone.
  "She'll find it eventually," Torres said.
  Chakotay was suddenly very quiet and staring off into space distractedly. Torres was no Betazoid, but she could tell the big Indian was uncomfortable. "What's the matter, Chakotay?"
  He turned his head to her and took a minute before speaking, "I've been wanting you for so long, Torres. It's just... taking a little time to soak in, is all..."
  "Yeah, I know, it was pretty sudden. I never expected to actually ever get you in the sack, you're so untouchable sometimes." Torres said.
  "I guess so, but I was in charge, I had to be. But now," he said as he took Torres' hand, "I'm sorry I didn't do this sooner."
  "Well, we'll just have to make up for lost time, then!" Torres smiled and looked around, "Hey, look, Janeway's here with Kes!"
  "Is there something... you know...," Chakotay was trying to phrase this correctly," 'going on' between them?"
  "I'm not sure, but they sure look dressed for action!" Torres said, admiring the two women.
  By now, Kes had almost finished eating and Janeway had finished her 7th glass of wine. Janeway hadn't eaten anything, she had said she wasn't hungry... for food, anyway. Kes didn't quite know what "wine" was, but from the Captain's behavior, she could tell she was drunk. Ocampas, like almost every other humanoid race, had long ago discovered intoxicating chemicals in drinks.
  "You're such a little slut," Janeway slurred as she reached across the table and pulled down one of Kes' shoulder straps, revealing her right nipple to anyone in the restaurant who might be looking. Kes blushed brightly and reached to cover herself up. But Janeway grabbed her nipple and pinched it lightly, just enough to feel good and hurt at the same time. Kes moaned in spite of herself, but still pulled up her dress. Janeway let her and picked up the last piece of G'Roka on Kes' plate and held it up to Kes' lips. Kes obediently ate from Janeway's fingers, keeping her eyes on hers as she had been instructed. As they had been waiting for their food, Janeway had explained the etiquette for the evening to Kes. Kes was not to look anywhere but directly into Janeway's eyes. She was to eat every morsel of food Janeway manually fed to her. She was to lick Janeway's fingers clean after every bite. Kes had obeyed to the letter, and Janeway had taken wicked satisfaction in finger-fucking Kes' succulent little mouth every now and then.
  Kes licked the last bit of G'Roka off Janeway's fingers and sat back. She wondered what was to happen now... will they go back to Janeway's room so Janeway could show her the "new kink"? Or was THIS the new kink?
  "All finished, Kes, very good," Janeway said a little giggly.
  "Thank you, Captain..," Kes was happy to have received a compliment from Janeway.
  "Kes, I'm not on duty, and you're not a crew member," Janeway admonished her," You can call me 'Mistress'."
  "Yes, Mistress," Kes liked the submissive feel to the phrase.
  "Are you full?" Janeway asked.
  "Yes, very much so! It was delicious!" Kes replied truthfully, although she knew she'd eat ANYTHING from those fingers!
  "Well, let's hope you have room for desert!" Kes knew Janeway didn't mean any kind of dessert she could get off the menu. She couldn't wait to get back to the room!
  "Let's go, Kes," Janeway stood up. Kes followed her, aware of a wet spot on the back of her dress which she tried to cover with her free hand. To her surprise, Janeway led her to the bathroom, not the exit. Once inside, Janeway forcefully spun the smaller girl around and sat her on one of the sinks. She gabbed Kes' hair with one hand and kissed her deeply and passionately, all the sexual tension from the dinner fueling her attentions. With her other hand, she reached between Kes' legs and spread them. She inserted two fingers into Kes' dripping cunt and fucked her. Kes moaned deeply into Janeway's mouth, loving the feel of her Captain's tongue and fingers. Suddenly, Janeway broke the kiss and removed her fingers, causing a surprised gasp from Kes. Janeway grabbed Kes and pulled her to the center of the floor and shoved her down on her knees. Janeway lifted up her gown and stood over the kneeling Ocampa so that the little woman's mouth was positioned directly below her red-haired pussy, itself wet with excitement.
  "Eat me, Kes!" Janeway gasped, lost in the throes of drunken horniness.
  Kes was nervous about the possibility of someone coming in while she was eating out the captain of the ship, but she could not disobey her. She quickly began rubbing her wet lips lightly along Janeway's waiting cunt lips. Janeway moaned lightly and shuddered. Kes saw the goose bumps forming up and down Janeway's arms. She continued running her soft lips along Janeway's sensitive swollen mound, then finally applied her tongue. She flattened her tongue and ran it lightly over the surface of Janeway's lips eliciting another shudder and a happy sigh. She closed her mouth over the quivering cunt above her and slipped her tongue between the lips, sliding it up until it found Janeway's sensitive clit. She licked it and sucked on it, while at the same time masturbating herself with her own right hand.
  Tasha had been about to sit down when she had heard Janeway and Kes came in. She spied on them through the crack between the stall door and watched in fascination as the two women fondled and kissed each other. Suddenly, her strong need to piss which had sent her on a ten-minute search for the bathroom had been replaced with an even stronger urge. She continued to watch Kes and Janeway as she reached down into her panties and began sliding her fingers over her quickly engorging pussy. Her fingers knew her cunt well, they had been its only source of pleasure during her two years on the run.
  "Ohhh, Kes...," Janeway moaned," eat me...make me cum before someone comes in here and sees what a cunt-eating little WHORE you are!"
  Both the dirty talk and the idea of someone catching her got Kes even more excited, and she slipped three fingers into her own cunt as she increased her oral action on Janeway's pussy. Janeway grabbed the sides of Kes' head and had begun riding her face, working her pelvis up and down and in rough circles. Kes thought she heard someone come in and she almost came, but it was just the men's room next door. Tasha tried to watch quietly, but couldn't suppress a soft moan every now and then. She was surprised Kes and Janeway didn't hear her, but she was sure the two were thoroughly absorbed in their own little world. She snuck out of the stall and up behind Janeway so that neither of them could see her. She walked silently to Janeway and reached around her and grabbed her breasts at the same time she licked and kissed her ear.
  "OOHHHHhhh" Janeway moaned. Kes opened her eyes and saw Tasha embracing Janeway. They HAD been caught, and now the sexy blonde had joined them! Kes thrust her fingers in and out of her twat even faster and grabbed Janeway's ass with her other hand, drawing her cunt onto her face even harder. Janeway turned her head and saw Tasha. The two immediately kissed passionately, Tasha massaging her tits and hard nipples. Kes was jealous and turned on at the same time. Seeing these two beautiful women kissing turned her on more that she would have ever expected. Janeway's body became tense and reached back and grabbed Tasha's head with one of her hands, forcing the kiss deeper and she began to moan loudly. Kes knew Janeway's orgasms well, and this was going to be a good one! Janeway came with the force of a supernova, exploding into Kes' hungry little mouth. There was nothing in the Universe sweeter than the taste of Janeway's scarlet pussy, Kes decided as she swallowed Janeway's cum.
  Janeway lost all control. The mix of the powerful orgasm, the intoxicating effect of the large quantity of wine she drank, and Tasha's lustful attentions caused her to release her overfilled bladder. It started softly as she was still coming, a warm salty, bright yellow stream directly into Kes' mouth which was glued to her Mistress' cunt. In fact, Kes didn't really notice it at first. She figured it was Janeway's cum and lapped it down eagerly. But when it kept on coming, she began to wonder...
  "Oh, KES! You're Drinking my PISS, you nasty little SLUT!!" Janeway exclaimed as the stream suddenly built and became a full-fledged torrent of tangy hot piss. Kes' first instinct was to pull away in revulsion, but Janeway's hands and Janeway's moans kept Kes from disengaging. Instead, she swallowed as much as she could of her Mistress' somewhat sweet fluids. Tasha had come down to Kes now and was pumping the huge Klingon dildo in and out of Kes' over-stretched asshole furiously. She watched in fascination as the little blonde slut tried valiantly to drink down every last pungent drop of Janeway's urine. Tasha found the dials that controlled the dildo's warming and vibrating functions and activated them both. Kes came overpoweringly, before Janeway's bladder was empty. The piss spilled over out of Kes' open, overflowing mouth. Her grunts of pleasure were muffled by the piss in her mouth- she gurgled loudly as she came, swallowing some of the yellow liquid, but spilling most of it all down her body, soaking her sexy dress. After Kes had finished coming, Janeway's flow slowly trickled off and ended. She was thoroughly degraded and thoroughly exhausted.
  Tasha was turned on as hell and attacked Kes' mouth with her own before the little Ocampa could swallow the last mouthful of Janeway's urine. Tasha drank the leftover from Kes' mouth and proceeded to French-kiss her roughly, reveling in the nasty aftertaste of Janeway's piss. Tasha's mouth was replaced by Janeway's as Kes' mouth was passed to her. She gave Kes a much more sensual, appreciative kiss, a knowing passionate one, a soul-kiss. They kissed deeply for a few moments, then Janeway stood up and took a device off the wall. Kes recognized it as a mini-holo-camera. Janeway had obviously planned this in advance and planted the camera there. Kes was embarrassed by the idea of Janeway showing this particular session to others, she had thought this was a more private encounter. Just as Janeway was about to put away the camera, Tasha skipped over to Janeway and whispered something in her ear. Janeway nodded and smiled wickedly, reactivating the camera and pointing it at Kes. Tasha walked over to Kes with a lustful, evil look in her eyes, unzipping her pants.
  "It seems we interrupted Tasha when we came in, Kes," Janeway said, "She never got a chance to do what she came in here for! I think you should make this up to her!" Kes hoped she knew what Tasha had come in here for... she could probably handle more urine, but if it were the OTHER-!!! Luckily for Kes, when Tasha took off her pants, she positioned her pussy over Kes' mouth, not the...OTHER...
  "Say ahh, Kes!" said Janeway as she got close to Tasha to get an overhead angle directly down into Kes' soon-to-be filled mouth," I want everyone to see you drink that piss like a good little toilet!"
  "Ahhhh," Kes couldn't believe what she was doing. Not even in her wildest fantasies had she imagined anything like this. Yet, here she was, on her knees, with an open willing mouth waiting to drink another woman's pee! She was blushing so deeply her ears hurt, but she loved it, the humiliation, the nastiness, even the taste!
  She saw that Tasha's pussy was shaved, it had a smooth, pouty look to it. Something about it excited Kes and she wondered what it would be like to suck on smooth, bald pussy lips. She was getting wet in anticipation.
  Tasha let loose with a controlled stream at first. Kes saw it shoot out of Tasha's pee-hole and was oddly excited by witnessing such a private act. Her piss was different from Janeway's, much darker and more bitter. Whereas Janeway's was almost sweet, Tasha's was tart and pungent.
  "Don't swallow yet, Kes, I want to see your nasty little mouth filled with piss..." Janeway was working the camera with one hand and masturbating with the other.
  Kes did as she was told, and Tasha filled her to the brim, only letting a small amount spill over and run down Kes' chin, down her neck and over her breasts. The extra hot piss even got to Kes' cunt and gave her a chill up her spine.
  "Mmm, what a pretty sight," Janeway said," swish it around with your tongue, Kes, let the taste soak in..." Janeway was masturbating faster now, sliding her fingers through her damp red pubic hair.
  Kes swished her tongue around her mouth for the camera, tasting the strong urine with every part of her tongue. She wondered what she must look like to the two women, sitting in a puddle of piss, her clothes soaked with it, playing with a mouthful for their entertainment.
  "Please, Captain," Tasha pleaded," I REALLY can't hold it much longer."
  "Alright. Kes, swallow every drop you have in your mouth, but don't close your mouth! I want to see it go down!"
  Kes was drawn into another world more and more by each successively dirty command. She obeyed without hesitation and slowly swallowed gulp after gulp of Tasha's collected piss. Finally she finished it all and opened her mouth for inspection.
  "Ohh, God, Kes, you are one NASTY little cunt!" Janeway exclaimed with a laugh. Tasha was unable to hold back any longer and let a powerful stream shoot all over Kes' face, a good deal of it going down her throat. Kes wasn't prepared for the strength of the flow and glued her mouth directly onto Tasha's hairless twat. She had to drink much faster than she did with Janeway- Tasha must REALLY have had to go! She grabbed Tasha's hips for all she was worth and drank as much as she could. She could see Janeway watching her- she had an odd look, she was smiling broadly, just watching. Kes realized that Janeway was PROUD of her, proud that Kes was handling her new kink so well. Kes was inspired to try harder and swallowed faster, pressing deeper into Tasha's hot cunt, slurping her piss right down her gullet. Tasha had much more piss than Janeway, and Kes thought it would never end. Tasha's smooth lips felt great on Kes' mouth and she licked and sucked the taller blonde woman to an orgasm while she was still pissing. Tasha came hard, swearing loudly and profusely as she bucked hard against Kes' face, adding her woman-cum to the piss in the little woman's mouth. Kes eagerly drank everything down. She heard Janeway sigh behind her as she came too.
  A few minutes later, Tasha moved off Kes' mouth and got dressed.
  "You're a very nasty little girl, Kes, you need to be punished," Janeway said, pulling the kneeling woman's head back as she stood over her.
  "Yes..." was all Kes could manage to communicate," yes..."
  "Damn, that was great!" Tasha said as she zipped up her pants.
  "BLEEP" said Janeway's commbadge in her purse. Janeway sighed with frustration and pulled it out. Kes watched in amazement as Janeway seemed to sober up instantly. A good Captain never drank real alcohol since they were always on duty. Kes had never heard of synthahol and was surprised at the transformation. She then realized that this whole scenario had been planned from the start. The wall camera, Janeway only drinking... a lot... and Janeway was in control the whole time, it was no accident that she pissed in Kes' mouth!
  "Janeway here," she spoke into the commbadge.
  "Captain, this is Kim, I think I might have found Tasha's wormhole!!!" The excitement in his voice was obvious.
  "Alright, Kim, I'll be right there." Janeway closed the channel and looked very disappointed despite the good news. "I guess we'll have to postpone again, Kes. Go on back to your room and I'll join you later." With that she planted a deep kiss on her and left.
  Tasha walked over and was about to help Kes up when Marlin walked in.
  "What the fuck--??!" She exclaimed at the sight of the piss-doused Kes.
  "Well," Tasha smiled," it looks like we aren't quite done yet!"
  * * *
  By the time Tasha and Marlin were done with Kes, there wasn't a spot on her body not soaked with piss. She walked back to her room like that, wearing a piss-stained transparent dress, a dildo up her ass, and smelling like a urinal. She heard everything from shocked gasps to excited chuckles from passing crew members, and kept her head down during the long journey back to her quarters. Ironically, the whole way back, she had to take a piss. She did so when she got back to her room. The idea of her pissing out the other women's piss turned her on, and she masturbated violently while she was still on the toilet, thinking of drinking sweet golden fluids from Janeway's succulent scarlet haired pussy. She was completely exhausted and took an much-needed nap.
  * * *
  Continued in part 5...
  AUTHOR's NOTE: I wasn't going to have a 5th part, but I had too many ideas to fit into 4 parts, so stay tuned!
  Some notes about the next part:
  The next part actually takes place DURING the Voyager episode "Eye of the Needle" (#6). My scenes are some of the ones cut out of the episode before airing (okay, maybe not!) Also, note that Neelix was completely absent from that TV episode. This is because he was still in the Holodoctor's "care". Next: Torres and Marlin have a little fun with Kim! As usual, let me know what you think, I answer all my mail...
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  ____________________________________________ AUTHOR's NOTE: I feel compelled to tell you that this part is a little raunchier than the other parts, so if those were too much for you... TOUGH! Well, RED ALERT!!! You have been warned! Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated... okay, I'll shut up now. ___________________________________________
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  STAR TREK: VOYAGER, episode #2 "Lost & Found"
By: Scatwoman Part 5 0f 5 (FF/m, anal, oral, D/s, trans) ********************************************** _____________________________________________ Author's Note: Sorry this last part has taken so long, I had tons of end-of-the-semester work to do, but the summer's here and I can't afford summer session tuition this year,
so you should be seeing more of the "Voyager Uncensored" series soon!
  This episode makes some references to the 7th Voyager episode ("Eye of the Beholder") in which they find the Wormhole to the Romulans, as well as some minor references to "Cathexis". __________________________________________________ Part 5 of 5:
  Ensign Kim was exhausted. After searching for the wormhole incessantly, he had finally located it and now they were communicating with a Romulan (great) and negotiating with him to forward personal messages to their families letting them know they are alive and trying to get home. Captain Janeway was pleased with him, and Kim was pleased with himself. He always felt like he never really did anything on the ship since Janeway and Torres usually end up doing all the scientific mental acrobatics (why WAS that? Shouldn't a Science Officer like Kim know more about that stuff than the Captain and the Engineer?) Janeway had ordered him to take the rest of the night off, and get some much- needed sleep. Kim was happy to comply and wearily made his way to the turbolift. Just before the doors were about to close, Torres squeezed her way in. Kim hoped she didn't have any sexual intentions this time, he was way too tired. Besides, Torres was a little too kinky for him. He'd decided after that whole S-Space business that the only reason he'd went along with it in the first place was because of that weird nebula's influence on him. He wasn't planning on fooling around with Torres anymore. At least Marlin had warmed up to him, though. But he hadn't seen much of her since then... just too busy, he figured.
  "Good work, Kim," Torres said after a brief period of quiet.
  "Thanks," Kim said sleepily as he yawned.
  "You know what message you're going to send your parents?" Torres asked.
  "Yeah, my parents miss me a lot, and I said I'd write them every day, which I have, so I'm going to send them all my letters I've written so far," Kim explained.
  "Oh really?" Torres said with a grin," did you mention ME?"
  "Uh.. yeah..." Kim said a little uncomfortably.
  "Really... did you tell them all about how you and Marlin and I have become such good friends?" Torres said wickedly.
  "I... uh," Kim blushed," not really..."
  "Did you tell them how much you love to take it up the ass?" Torres asked bluntly.
  "Hey! Look, that's enough, okay! That was because of that Nebula thing, okay?" Kim was upset now," stop it, okay?" "Sure... ," Torres said slyly," but you know Tuvok says we left that nebula way before that..."
  "Well, it must have had a lingering aftereffect or something..." Kim tried to rationalize.
  "Well, it doesn't matter, you don't have to tell your parents about it," Torres said casually," you know what they say, 'a picture is worth a thousand words'."
  Kim thought for a second then turned to her with a suspicious look...
  "What are you trying to say..."
  Without a word, Torres produced a small holo-camera and projected the saved movie. It was Kim being fucked up the ass by a dildo Marlin was holding, and Torres was feeding Kim his own cum. (See Part 3 of episode 1 "S-Space" by Pussy Willow) "Oh my- oh, no, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO-" Kim was in a panic.
  "Just think, Kim, they'll be able to show it to all they're house guests to show them how well they're son is doing in Star Fleet!" Torres giggled evilly.
  Kim would have kicked her ass right then except for the fact that he couldn't. "Please, Torres, tell me you're kidding!"
  "Sorry, Harry... but MAYBE..."
  Kim started to understand now... "Maybe WHAT?"
  "I MAY reconsider sending this little performance to your parents under one condition..." Torres let Harry sweat it out a little "Meet Marlin and me in my quarters tomorrow at 1200 hours. PROMPTLY."
  Kim groaned, he knew this was coming. At least she was giving him until tomorrow to rest up. "Fine, okay, but this time, no holocamera!"
  "Sure," Torres said. Just then, the turbolift doors opened and Kim stepped out after a little hesitation. Torres slapped him on the ass on his way out, "Don't be late, Tiger!" Torres teased and gave him a sexy growl.
  The turbolift doors shushed closed as Torres laughed wickedly. Kim walked to his quarters and got in his pajamas and put on his silk mask. How bad could it be, he figured... certainly no worse than LAST time! As he lay there in bed, he couldn't get the image of that holomovie out of his head. Half asleep, he jerked off and fell promptly into a deep slumber.
  * * *
  Torres entered Seska's quarters without knocking (Seska never closed her quarters to Torres). She overheard Seska talking to someone and decided to be a little nosy. Just as she rounded the corner, the monitor switched off and Seska spun around"OH! Uh, hi, B'Elanna! What's up?" Seska asked a little nervously.
  "Seska, was that a Kazon on the monitor?" Torres asked.
  "What- hunh- oh, yeah, I was just reading up on them, you know... in case we ever run into them again..." Seska rambled.
  "But, you were talking to him..." Torres was a little confused.
  "No, no, I talk to myself, it's one of my dirty little secrets, you know, like sucking your thumb?" Seska explained.
  Torres had thought she knew ALL of Seska's "dirty little secrets", many much dirtier than talking to yourself. "Oh, okay," she said, then she saw Seska was about to eat- her table was set," Mmm, what's for- hey, isn't that a taspa egg?"
  Seska looked nervously over at the table-"Hunh?"
  Torres took a closer look and say a still-moving taspa in the cracked egg. "Isn't that a Cardassian food?"
  Seska's Bajoran nose crinkles became even more crinkled, "Uh, well, you know... when I was in that Cardassian prison camp, I kind of had to get used to Cardassian food... I guess I developed a taste for it..."
  "OH," Torres said. She thought she knew Seska pretty well, but she was learning new things about her every day. She liked Seska, even though she hated her at first. Her and Chakotay knew each other VERY well, something Torres was jealous of. But Torres and Chakotay had gotten to know each other recently, and Seska and Torres had always been... close.
  "So what brings you here," Seska asked a little nervously.
  "Oh, right," Torres remembered her original reason for coming here, "I need you to do me a favor..." she grinned maliciously.
  * * *
  The next morning, Kim had woken up a little early and decided to recycle his clothes. He took the sheets off his bed, but he couldn't find his cumspot from last night. Well, he was so tired, he might have dreamt it, or fallen asleep before he had finished. He felt much better now, he had certainly needed the rest. After lunch, he checked the time and saw he had 15 minutes to spare. When he got to Torres' deck, he checked the time again. This time he was 5 minutes late! That was impossible! He couldn't have taken that long to get there! He swore and bolted down the hall. Huffing heavily, he arrived at Torres's quarters and the door opened briskly. He stepped into the darkness and looked around as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. He heard noises from the bedroom and walked over to the archway. There he saw Torres standing up and Marlin was on her knees in front of her eating her out, or so it seemed.
  "I'm sorry, but I could have swore I had time when I left-" Harry stopped in mid-sentence and mid-step. He couldn't believe his eyes. Marlin had turned around to face him and Harry got a good look at Torres' pelvis as his eyes finally adjusted to the dark. There, between Torres' legs, was a huge, heavily ridged Klingon cock, wet with his girlfriend's saliva! Marlin stood up and walked over to him. She embraced him and whispered in his ear "Ready, honey?"
  "What.. how, is that-" Kim was stammering.
  "Real," Torres said,"100%!"
  "Oh my God..." Kim was paralyzed with shock. He felt something hard rubbing up against his leg and looked down. There, between his GIRLFRIEND's legs, was a raging hard-on! Kim nearly fainted, but he was too blown away to do anything. Torres came up behind Marlin and wrapped her arms around her, brushing her lips along her earlobe and massaging her breasts. Marlin moaned softly as Torres teased her dark brown nipples until they were erect. Both women eyed the astonished ensign wickedly. Marlin grabbed Kim's hand and led it to her penis, sliding it sensuously up and down it's length. She moaned softly as Kim's hand massaged her male member. Torres kissed Marlin's ear fully and grabbed her hips. She made a shoving motion and Marlin winced and gasped loudly. Torres had shoved her Kock up Marlin's ass and was fucking her standing up, slowly and deeply. Marlin moaned loudly and grabbed Kim by the sides of his head and yanked down roughly. Kim lost his balance and fell to his knees, putting his mouth right in front of Marlin's penis.
  "They can't be real," he thought to himself.
  But when Marlin opened his mouth and shoved her cock roughly down his throat, all his doubt went down the disintegrator. That was certainly no dildo! That was a seven-inch hot, smooth raging pillar of flesh his GIRLfriend was raping his mouth with! He couldn't ignore the tremendous bulge in his pants, but he couldn't allow himself to enjoy it, he WASN'T gay! He could see every now and then Torres's tremendous penis (about twice the size of Marlin's) sliding in and out of his girlfriend's willing asshole faster and faster, with building forcefulness. With each hard thrust, Marlin's cock was shoved to the hilt down his throat. He learned quickly to relax and not choke; Marlin's forceful thrusts along with her pulling on the back of his head was forcing Kim to deep throat her on almost every thrust. Then the worst of his fears came. Marlin began moaning in long, loud bursts, she stiffened up and fucked Kim's mouth with incredible speed and force- bruising the soft cartilage of his nose. Then it came. It shot out of her cock like a fire hose and sprayed all over the back of his throat- it was hot and viscous, and there was a LOT of it! Much more than HE ever produced- he had to swallow most of it, but much of it ran out of the sides of his mouth and down his chin, it stained his uniform. Finally, she pulled out and jerked herself off slowly over his face, squeezing the remaining cum out over his lips and cheeks and chin. She kneeled down and licked it off his face then kissed him deeply more passionately than she had EVER kissed him.
  "God, I love you!" She breathed heavily between kisses.
  Before Kim could recover, he smelled a strange, somewhat repulsive smell. He looked up and saw Torres' cock looming over him, it was covered with Marlin's ass-juices and smelled pretty raunchy. Torres was standing behind him and grabbed his head and pulled it back until she could slip her huge cock into his mouth, which she did- HARD.
  "MY turn!" She growled as she savagely pumped away at Kim's upside- down head. Marlin swore she could see the impression of Torres' cock pressing out Kim's throat- she could definitely see it bulge out noticeably with every thrust. She reached down into Kim's pant's and grabbed his cock- which was hard as tritanium by now- she squeezed hard and slowly jerked him off as Torres continued to pump away at his mouth. Kim gagged at first, both from the size and from the natural response one has to the overwhelming smell (and taste) of shit- which coated Torres' cock. Now a wet brown ring had formed around his lips and he had given up all struggle. As Torres pummeled away at his throat, Marlin continued to jerk him off. Torres began a long, low growl and thrust her cock hard and deep into Kim's mouth such that her balls covered his nose. She stayed that way for a few seconds growling louder and louder until she grunted animalistically and thrust hard as the first wave of pink Klingon cum shot down Kim's gullet- two more and Kim swallowed them both without trying. Torres then squeezed her own cock hard and pulled out- she turned Kim around so that he was facing her and next to Marlin. She positioned her cock over his open mouth and jerked herself off in his mouth, spilling the rest of her load directly into it. She gave Marlin a spurt or two every now and then, but gave most of it to Kim. He hadn't been swallowing and it had filled up his mouth- some of it spilled out, but Marlin scooped it up and pushed it back in. When Torres had finally finished, she had released about a pint of cum into Kim and Marlin's mouths- an impossible feat for a human, but average for a Klingon (MALE, that is!)
  Marlin closed Kim's mouth and Torres knelt down in front of him and glared intently into his glazed eyes. "Now swallow like a good little bitch," Torres moaned coarsely. Kim kept his eyes locked in Torres' strong gaze and did as he was told. Three long gulps and it was gone. Marlin opened his mouth for inspection and it was empty but for a few errant cumstrings between his lips and tongue. Marlin positioned her puckered mouth directly above Kim's and let a long, slow stream of pink cum spill out into Kim's mouth, filling it halfway. She spit the last few bits in and ordered him to swallow with his mouth open as the two women watched. He did obediently and Marlin and Torres grinned sadistically at his compliance. They picked him up and stripped off his clothes, then laid him on the bed on his back.
  "Okay," Torres said, "Let's get started!"
  Kim groaned in misery/pleasure and had forgotten completely about how impossible this situation was. If it was a dream, it was the most realistic dream he'd ever had!
  Marlin straddled his head and slipped her hard-again cock in his mouth and got in a 69 position with him, taking his raging penis in her mouth. He almost came right away, but then Marlin lifted his balls as Torres spread his legs. Marlin sucked on Torres' cock for a bit as she inserted two saliva-wet fingers up Harry's ass. Just as Harry was realizing what was coming, it was too late. Torres shoved her massive organ right up Harry's tight ass and fucked HARD. Marlin took Kim in her mouth and sucked in time with Torres' thrusts. That was the first of his three orgasms that afternoon, all of which Marlin would feed back to him from her mouth. Afterwards, Marlin ate the stored up Klingon Kum of two orgasms from Kim's ass and even mouth-fed some of it to Harry. Then, as Marlin was savagely fucking Kim's ass as hard as she could, the comm signal bleeped.
  "All senior officers to the Conference Room," the voice said.
  "Damn!" Torres swore. Marlin ignored to call and finished fucking Kim, cumming up his ass so hard he'd be sore for a day.
  "I've always wanted to do that!" Marlin said as she dismounted the tired and used ensign.
  "Sorry, Marlin, duty calls, we'll have to continue this next time," Torres said as she zipped up her pants. She picked up Kim's cum-stained uniform and tossed it to him," C'mon Ensign, the Captain's waiting, and you don't want to piss her off, she's worse than ME!"
  Kim was just starting to come out of his fucked-daze as he heard Torres call out "Exit". A large yellow door appeared where the door to the bedroom was and Torres and Marlin walked over to it as they adjusted their uniforms and fixed their hair.
  "Computer, end and save program," Torres spoke into the console.
  The room reverted to the yellow-on-black grid and the computer replied "Program 'SheMan1' saved. You may exit when ready."
  As the two women left, sans penises, Torres turned around and spoke one last time," Don't worry, Tiger, we still respect you!" Marlin blew him a kiss and a growl and the door slid shut.
  * * *
  Kim had been fifteen minutes late for the conference, and the Captain had said she would devise a suitable punishment for him later. But what was on Kim's mind most of all was the day's previous events. It seems Torres and Marlin had been programming this scenario over the last week or so. They endowed Torres with a rather large-end Klingon phallus and Marlin with an exact copy of Kim's own (he thought it looked familiar!) For the cum, Torres had sampled Kim's cum from one of his masturbation sessions without his knowledge and replicated it. Kim's cum was in the replicators recipes?! So Marlin's cum was really Kim's (he thought he'd recognized the taste!), and Torres' was just a pink and slightly modified version of the same! Marlin and Torres had even managed to simulate penile sensations by having the computer actually use transporters to give them REAL penises in place of their normal anatomy (much like the Doctor replicated Neelix's lungs, they would not work outside of the holodeck, though). In all, it was an elaborate set-up and a lot of trouble to go through, but it was worth it to them. They had waited until Kim fell asleep and then has Seska transport him into the holoversion of his room while he was asleep (which explained the missing cumspot).
  Kim was confused. He knew he was coerced into the situation, but that didn't explain the excited condition of his penis throughout the proceedings. He himself had had three orgasms! How could he deny the fact that he enjoyed it, yet it shamed him more than he could bear. He had a lot of thinking to do, but the foremost though on his mind now was Torres and her holomovie. It had turned out that this Romulan they had met was from twenty years in the past, and so they weren't going to be able to go back with him after all. This was the wormhole Tasha had come through, and, unfortunately, it was still a portal to twenty years ago. However, they WERE going to send their messages along. Kim sat on the bridge as the Romulan was in the transporter room being sent off by the Captain and Tuvok. Torres approached him.
  "Voyager to Kim, come in?" Torres said.
  Kim realized he'd been spacing out and came around, "Uh.. hi... Look, Torres, I realize that the whole thing about sending my parents the holo was just an excuse to get me to join in with you and Marlin, but-"
  "Oh, that was no excuse, I sent it!" Torres said calmly.
  "Wha- you WHAT!?!" Kim nearly jumped out of his chair. Only he wasn't sitting in a chair because his ass hurt too much.
  "Yeah, and the one I made on the holodeck, too." Torres said with complete confidence.
  "No- no, you- you WOULDN'T!" Kim was absolutely petrified, "but you said, you said you wouldn't if I-..."
  "I ALSO said to be prompt, and you were 5 minutes late, Tiger!" she said and she gave him a slap on the ass.
  Before Kim could respond, Tuvok and Janeway came on the bridge and announced that the Romulan did not survive to the current time, according to Tuvok's research, and that meant their messages would not make it to their families, unfortunately. Kim was the only crew member that was happy about this. Torres turned to him and Kim stopped smiling.
  "Oh well," she said," I'll just have to think of an ALTERNATIVE punishment for you." she winked as she slapped him on the ass and entered the turbolift.
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This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not own Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles or the characters from it. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.
Story Code: M/fF, Oral, Sci-Fi, Incest
Dave And The Alien TV Ch 02
By Muhabba
Dave had promised Summer-Gram that he would listen to her explain what all of her functions were but he was having trouble concentrating. It wasn’t just that she was still wearing her bikini but
Kneeling back down too the window, her panties turned inside out in my right hand,I looked back out too find she must be getting hot from the sun, she had pulled her knees up & spread her legs too let some air in I guess? Thats all it took - I looked down & slowly rubbed her panties down the entire lenght of my shaft !!! It was almost like being in her !! By the 2nd stroke bubbles of cum started too emerge from my OH so throbbing cock, Quik looking out at her & then back down at the panties in my hand - ( I erruptted hard !!! ) Later I tried too hide her cum covered panties down in her laundry hoping no one would notice that they were filled with the best ejackulation I HAD EVER HAD !!!! Time past, &
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; at Thusday nite dinner Dad & mom told us they were going on a 2nd honeymoon, leaving Friday Morning !!! There Anniverserie was the following Tuesday, NO PARTIES MOM SAID !!! & no people comung over either !!!! Sis & I have always got along great !!!! She Trusted me to protect her, We've snuck booze & she would get drunk saying ( ILove you Big Brother ) & shit like that, But NOW !!! She had NO IDEA that I had been looking at her in a sexual way..... 9pm the nite the folks left, It was already in MY mind that ( I ) wanted a sexual encounter of some sort !!! Looking out the window again wasnt going too be enough!!! MAYBE if I got her drunk, I could get her too pass out & I would just lightly rub my cock against the bottom of her foot & she would never Know???? Yes her foot, & it wouldnt REALLY be SEX !!! Plan in action - Out came the booze, She laughed thinking it was GREAT !!! not knowing MY motives.... 3 LONG, LONG hours later I had got about a 1/2 Qrt of GOOD WINE down her - She went from silly to stupid, Too mushy ( ILOVE U BRO" ) type stuff, I almost made my move then as she was all over me, kissin' my cheek & wanting to cuddle !!! She was wearing cut-off blue jean shorts at this point & her bikini top, In her drunkin' state I did manage too look down her top a few times & see her PERFECT little breast & nipple !!! My Cock was just waiting in the wings sort of speak, I didnt know what, BUT I WAS GUNNA GET OFF WITH MY SISTER RIGHT THERE IN THE ROOM !!! ( SOME HOW ) !!!! The sleepier she got, the more my cock throbed with antishapation !!! I tried too gather my thoughts by going to the fridge for a beer, When I got back, SHE WAS ASLEEP!!!!! ( PASSED OUT ) !!! I sat back down, only closer this time, I tried to wake her ( sort of ) She never gave ANY reasonse !!! I put my hand down on her lovely little foot, & tickeled her, ( no reaspnse ) I carressed it for a moment, then took it right to my mouth !!!! I did EVERYTHING I had fantisized about !!! Likcked it, SMELLED UNDER HER TOES, Licked the ENTIRE BOTTOM & then back smelling under her BEAUTIFUL little toes !!! LOOK FOR PRT 3 TOO CONTINUE THIS ENCOUNTER !!!!!
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not own The Astonishing X-Men, The Runaways, or the characters from them. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.
Story Code: MC, Multiple Pairings, Noncon-Con, Teen, First
This Is Not The Whedonverse Pt. 01 Chap. 01
The Astonishing X-Men With Special Guest Stars The Runaways
By Muhabba
All her pain and rage boiled over into a whisper, “No more mutants.” The sad, lonely echo rippled acr
This is a work of complete fiction. It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it for free and make no money off of it. No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's good for you. No one over legal age should read this for the same reason. All characters used in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person. I do not own The Justice League or the characters from it. Comments are always welcome and appreciated so you should feel free to share.
Story Codes: m/F, First, Magic
Welcome To The JLA, Robin
By Muhabba
Gorilla Grodd lay unconscious in the ground with Robin the Boy Wonder standing triumphantly on his chest. "And that's what you get for putting your stinking paws on me you danged, dirty ape!" the teenage hero cried with his fi
We had always talked about it but Victoria and me had never gone to a swing club. One night after an intense sexual time together she said “i’m Ready”. I said ready for what. She said “let’s go to the swing club”. “Now”
It was Friday night and before you know it we are almost there. She dressed in a low cut top with no bra to show off her 40d Puerto Rican tits. A short skirt with some skimpy undies
We got there and check our drinks in and started roaming. Dancing was going on and people in various stages of dress or undress. Two chicks were making out on the dance floor. I took victoria out for a dance. Having a great time I pulled her tits out and she was fine with it. The guy next to her throws me a thumbs up and cops a feel I could see it turned her on big time.
Tanya and I were strolling, hand in hand, down the supermarket aisle. With my free hand I pushed the trolley and with hers she occasionally dumped things into it as we passed the shelves. It was a blazing hot summer’s day and we were dressed to suit it. I had on only a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Short shorts, because Tanya hated those long things that come to your knees or lower that are all the fashion now. She wouldn’t let me wear them. That was fine because I didn’t like them either. A
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fter all, if you’re trying to catch the sun, or get a tan, what’s the point of covering up half of yourself ? So short shorts and nothing else under them. She liked it that way and so did I. Tanya was wearing one of my shirts. You know the type - short sleeves but with a tail at the back to tuck into your trousers. Except Tanya wasn’t wearing any trousers. She knew that I adored her dressing in one of my shirts. I found it immensely sexy and erotic to see her bare legs, beautiful legs at that, appearing from under the shirt. It hinted at what remained hidden, something I was intimately acquainted with, but nevertheless, the hint was always there. She wasn’t wearing a bra either, but that didn’t matter because Tanya has the most gorgeous, small, round, firm breasts that stand up on their own without the need for support. Her nipples are large and round and brown and pointed, and right now they were clearly visible beneath the shirt, straining against the confines of the material and offering themselves to whoever may wish to lick, suck, kiss or rub them. Me. Evidently they wanted to break free of the shirt and take a peek at the outside world. The only concession that Tanya, reluctantly, made to society on this occasion was that she wore pants under the shirt. Not often, I hasten to add. Normally, when wearing one of my shirts for me, she wore nothing under it. If we were at home, out in a park, or someplace where there weren’t many people she wouldn’t wear any. This invariably led to us enjoying some sex somewhere, right up to orgasms for us both. We usually managed to find a place where we could pleasure each other and bring each other to climax, no matter where we were. But even Tanya had to admit, it’s a bit difficult in a supermarket. So, pants under the shirt, and if Tanya had to collect an item for our trolley from a low shelf, if there were other shoppers around she crouched daintily and demurely and retrieved it. If the aisle was empty she made a point of bending right over in front of me to show me her pants, the tops of her soft thighs, and the thin line of material that, just, covered her cunt, which was a bit irrelevant as the pants were see-through. She wiggled her ass at me too, when she could. She knew that I enjoyed looking at her body, any part of it, at any time, and she enjoyed reminding me and offering me views at every opportunity. So we proceeded down the aisle, hand in hand and loving every minute of each other’s company. We had known each other for six months, and our sex life was unbelievable **. She adored me and I adored her. She was quite small, beautiful with a gorgeous figure, long flowing dark tresses of hair, her body was soft and warm and there whenever I wanted it (as mine was for her) and when I was close to her or touching her luscious little body I always had difficulty tearing myself away from it. She took our sex to levels and heights that most men could only ever dream of. She was clever, quick, intelligent and her eyes sparkled frequently. She was impish and devilish and made every day and every little mundane item in life seem interesting. I blessed the day I met her. “Davey,” she said, chucking something into the trolley, “how do you feel about a threesome?” “Which way?” I asked immediately. She looked at me. “Either way. A man or a girl.” I remained quiet for several moments. “You don’t like the idea, do you?” she observed. “It upsets you to think of another man fucking me.” That’s another thing I adore about her. More often than not she has the uncanny knack of knowing exactly what I’m thinking or what I’m going to say. “Yes,” I agreed. “It does upset me. But it worries me more. You have to be careful. What happens if we have a few drinks first and he gets a bit drunk or aggressive? What happens if he’s bigger or stronger than me, loses control and either injures me or incapacitates me in some way and then just attacks you?” I said this because I knew Tanya’s body intimately and I knew that any red blooded man seeing her as I do, lying on a bed half clothed or naked would not want to just have a blowjob from her or be wanked by her. He would want to fuck her, again and again. No, I didn’t like that idea. ** See “Tanya”.
Tanya looked alarmed at my words. “Oh. I hadn’t thought of that,” she said. “You’re right.” “And anyway, “ I went on, “how do I know that you might not come to enjoy his er—ministrations better than mine?” “No Davey!” she cried very fiercely, and dropped a packet into the trolley, ran to me and clasped her arms round me, burying her face and her long hair against my chest. She hugged me very tightly. “No!” she said again, her voice partly muffled. “Don’t you ever, ever, think that or say that again, Davey! You’re mine! I love you! I love you like crazy and I don’t want another man in my mouth or my cunt or even my hand. I adore you and only you, you great stupid lump and don’t ever, ever think I want any other man and don’t ever, ever say that again!” Her body shook against my chest and I realised that she was actually sobbing. I stroked her hair and her back. “I won’t, I won’t,” I promised softly. “I adore you too, you know that and I didn’t mean to upset you. I love that you love me, and I love loving you. And that’s what I’m going to do when we get home.” “What are you going to do?” she asked in her small, muffled voice. She had stopped her sobs but stayed tight against my chest, hugging me for all she was worth. I could feel those beautiful nipples, well, one of them, pressing into my T-shirt and just begging to have some attention. “I’m going to throw you on the bed,” I began softly. “I’m going to lick and kiss your legs, starting at your feet and working my way up to your knees. I’m going to undo two buttons of that shirt and then I’m going to lick and suck and kiss your beautiful breasts and nipples until they are so hard they hurt.” And they almost did hurt, because I could feel that luscious point growing harder and pressing even more against my chest. “And then I shall go back to your lovely legs,” I went on, “and start where I left off, at your knees, licking and kissing your thighs, first one and then the other, getting higher and higher, going under the shirt so I can reach the very tops of your soft, warm, fragrant thighs, tasting your delicious skin and feeling the warmth---“ I broke off as I realised that Tanya’s knees were trembling against me. “ – the warmth coming from between your legs as my tongue licks higher and higher, finding the edge of your pants and licking round them into your groin, and then across the material to the other side, just allowing my tongue to briefly brush across your cunt inside your pants –“ By now Tanya’s whole body was trembling but she still gripped me tightly and still kept her face buried against my chest. “And then what?” whispered her muffled voice. “Then I shall gently pull aside your pants and allow my tongue to brush against your cunt lips again. I shall taste your skin, your heat, your juice as you become wet and it runs out from you and onto my tongue. I shall just probe gently between your lips and find more heat and more juice. I shall drink deeply of it because it is my Tanya’s juice and I love to drink her nectar whenever I can.” Tanya was now quivering in my arms and her legs were shaking. She squeezed me hard, which I took as a silent sign to continue. “And then and only then, as I am tasting and drinking your warm heavenly nectar from deep inside your cunt, will my tongue find your button, that tiny place that is the root of all your ecstasy, that magical place that will start a feeling deep within you, and as I lick at your clit and flick my tongue over it, back and forth, your juice will flood out from you into my mouth, the feeling inside you will grow and grow and grow until it explodes out at the height of your ecstasy and you cum and cum and cum.” As I spoke Tanya suddenly sagged against me, her knees and legs giving way so that I actually had to hold her up. She was breathing very fast and heavily, making a damp patch on my T-shirt and her body and legs quivered and shook against me for several moments. Tanya had cum. Maybe a supermarket isn’t so difficult after all. “She orlright, mate?” came a voice. I looked round and saw an old man watching us. “Just a bit weak at the knees,” I said. “It happens sometimes. It’ll pass.” The old man harrumphed and moved away. Gradually Tanya quieted down and regained her own feet. She broke away from me and used a hanky to wipe her eyes.
“You – you – you!” she stuttered. Words seemed to fail her, very unusual for her. I reached for her and hugged her gently. “You absolute fucking bastard!” she murmured. “I don’t believe it! You – you – you actually made me cum by your words alone. In the middle of a shop! I just pictured it all as you spoke and you made me cum! You didn’t even fuck me! You just described how you licked my cunt and I came! You wonderful, gorgeous, sexy adorable bastard!” (Couldn’t help a slight smirk at this. Well, wouldn’t you?) Tanya looked round at the aisle. “You’ve made me cum into my pants,” she said. “Oh, God, it’s running down my leg.” She gave a sort of wiggle as she rubbed her thighs together. “Oh, good,” I said. “Then I can lick it off when we get home.” “Don’t start again!” Tanya said. “Don’t! But yes, I want you to lick it off like you often do. Shut up Tanya!” she added to herself. “Come on, my sweet Davey. We still have shopping to do.” We moved on, filling the trolley slowly and leisurely. “I do love the feel of my cum in my pants, “ she said at one point. “All that lovely warm juice. Wish it was yours though.” “It will be,” I promised. And after a while she said, without looking at me, “What about a girl, then?” I stopped and stared at her. “But then you’re going to have the same worries too. Aren’t you? And you’d be happy with another girl? I mean, you wouldn’t mind having sex with another girl? Or me having sex with another girl?” Tanya slowly shook her head thoughtfully. “Actually, my lovely adorable Davey, I don’t think I would have those worries. Not if we planned it properly. I don’t think a girl could do anything to put me out of action like a man could to you. So, no, I don’t think I’m worried about that. And I have no problem about another girl. I’ve never done it before, but I don’t have a problem with it, and as I know you would love to have two girls in bed and it would give you great pleasure, then it would give me great pleasure too.” She’s a girl in ten million, is my Tanya. I pulled her to me and looked straight into her eyes. “You’re wonderful,” I said, “and I adore you and love you, very, very much.” She smiled and her eyes melted with the light of her own love in them as she looked at me. “I know it,” she said, “And you know I do too.” “And what,” I asked her with a twinkle in my eye, “about the possibility of me ending up preferring her cunt to yours?” “It won’t happen,” she answered decisively. “And I’ll tell you why. You won’t put your cock anywhere near her cunt. She can wank you, suck you, give you a blowjob, you can even fuck her ass, but if I see your cock within an inch of her cunt, I’ll throw her out into the street just as she is, even if she’s bollock naked. And I’ll deal with you afterwards,” she added darkly. “Yes sir!!” I grinned, and she grinned too because I knew she meant every word but she wanted to please me without any risks to either of us and that was fine by me and I adored her for it and loved her and I thought hell, she’d probably try to cut the bloody thing off if I didn’t keep my word. “Agreed?” she asked. “Yes, my sweet Tanya. If you’re sure you’re happy with the idea, then let’s do it. But I have to say I think you’ll find it very difficult to find someone who’ll agree to this plan. Most women want to be fucked and if I don’t ---aaaahhh! I see.” Light had suddenly dawned. “That’s right,” Tanya grinned again. “I will. With my strap-on while you fuck her ass. Or her mouth. Whichever you want.” I nodded. “And you really think you’re going to find a girl who’ll agree to all this?” I wanted to ask about the other wet and dirty pleasures that Tanya and I so often enjoy together but I thought I’d wait a bit for that. “And as for the other things we do together, Tanya went on, (see what I mean? Wonderful girl!) “I agree it won’t be easy but I’m going to try. Leave it to me.”
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The next few weeks passed enjoyably, with Tanya and I delighting in all the many and varied things that made up our sex together. In the hot weather we ended up sweaty, wet, and not only from the sweat, dirty, as we both enjoyed that too, and the bond and rapport between us grew and grew each passing day, as did our love and respect for each other. Both of us knew that neither would ever do anything to hurt the other, and that made our relationship something very, very special and very strong. It also made our sex incredibly passionate and our orgasms, whether together or separately, were always huge and often exhausting. A girl in ten million. Sometimes during those weeks Tanya would make or receive phone calls on her mobile, and this often meant that she would disappear into the bedroom and shut the door. She always spoke very quietly so that I couldn’t hear a word of the conversation. Once or twice I opened the door to enter the room and she always yelled at me to go away. Another man might have suspected that Tanya had a bit on the side, but I trusted her implicitly and knew that no such thing was happening. She never spoke about the conversations and shook her head if I asked, so I gave that up. Occasionally the aftermath of these phone conversations meant that she looked very glum but even if she did, it never prevented her from doing what she knew I liked in bed, or enjoying my own ways of giving her as much pleasure as she could physically take. And then, one day, she came out of the bedroom, snapped her phone shut and looked at me, her eyes gleaming and sparkling in that way that always made me want to take her in my arms, kiss her and then take her to bed and spend hours making her groan and cry with pleasure. “It’s fixed!” she exclaimed. Just for a brief moment I had to catch up with her, and then I said “Ah! It is?” “It is!” she said. “I found a girl who agrees with everything we talked about before.” “She does?” “She does,” Tanya nodded. “Including the fact that your cock is not allowed near her cunt.” “She does?” “She does. And she is happy about our other pleasures. The wet and dirty ones.” “She is?” Tanya threw a cushion at me. “Lump! Yes, everything.” I wasn’t sure what to say, except for the obvious. “When?” “A week next Friday. For the weekend.” “Oh.” “Is that okay for you?” Tanya came to me looking concerned. “I can always make another day ---“ “No, no,” I hastened to reassure her. “I was just really surprised that you actually found someone. A week next Friday is absolutely fine.” Tanya gazed up at me. “It’s fine by me, too,” she whispered. That night as we were preparing for bed and I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth Tanya came out of the bedroom wearing a cotton top and long cotton pyjama trousers. I had never, ever seen her in such a get-up. “What the hell is that?” I demanded. I looked her up and down. “Are you cold?” As the temperature outside at night was still in the middle twenties, this was a ridiculous suggestion but it was the only thing I could think of. Tanya came to me, cupped my face in between her hands and stared deep into my eyes. “No, my sweet and lovely Davey. Of course not. I want to make a rule.” Now Tanya and I have a complete understanding of each other. Neither of us ever dictates to the other. We might demand a special something jokingly, in fun, or during sex, that we want at that particular moment but in our everyday lives we always discussed things and agreed together, compromising if necessary. So Tanya’s request for a rule meant that this was a serious matter that needed my agreement or her compromise. “Okay, my sweet. What is this rule you want?” “No sex until she arrives,” said Tanya without hesitation. “WHAT!” I cried and stepped back to look at her.
Never, never, has Tanya ever prevented me from having sex, at any time at home and often elsewhere. She has never had a headache or any other ailment that meant no sex and even that time each month which most people avoid wasn’t completely off-limits to us. So this was a real shock and it showed on my face. “I’m so sorry, Davey baby,” murmured Tanya miserably. “I really am sorry. I know it’s a shock but I really want this.” “But why?” I protested. “Ten days or more without being able to give you pleasure, lick you, fuck you –“ “Stop it!” she cried, looking even more miserable. “Stop it please! You think I don’t want it? Want you? You think I don’t want to give you pleasure all the time like I do? Share pleasure with you like we always do? You think I’ve gone off you or your sex? No! It’s nothing like that.” She cupped my face again and her eyes glistened with tears. “Don’t be mad, my sweet Davey baby. Please?” Of course my heart immediately melted. Yours would too. “Okay, okay,” I reassured her. “I’m not mad. Of course I’m not mad with you. But please explain what’s behind this.” “It’s simple,” she said softly. “I’ve thought about it quite a lot. I want us both to wait so that when she arrives and we start to enjoy the weekend, we’re both so full of sex that we’re bursting, and we’ll want it so much it should make our orgasms even better than they usually are.” She paused and searched my eyes with hers. “Do you understand me, Davey baby?” As my heart had already melted into that goo that Tanya can soften it into on occasion, I was already lost to her request. “I understand,” I murmured into her ear as I held her tightly against me. I could only just feel her breasts through that bloody material. But then, that was the idea. “It was just that the thought of not being able to enjoy you, touch you, caress you, pleasure you, see and hear you explode with your orgasm in front of me was a huge shock. A nasty shock too.” “I feel the same,” Tanya said, wiping her eyes with her fingers. “I’m going to miss your touches, your kisses on me, your tongue and most of all your beautiful cock, but please agree my sweet Davey. I’m sure we’ll both be pleased later that we did this.” I cuddled her and stroked her hair. “Of course I agree,” I said. “I don’t like it, of course, but I understand and I think you’re probably right, so I agree. You have your rule.” “Thank you my sweet,” she said. “I thought about one last session before……but then I thought that would make it more difficult, so I’ve started it tonight.” “So I see.” She paused. “And Davey, one more thing, please.” I raised an eyebrow, not completely happy that she was adding to the rule. “No wanking yourself on the quiet, please Davey. No matter how much you want to.” I sighed. “I hadn’t thought about that, but I agree to that too.” “I love you,” she murmured. “Let’s go to bed. To sleep.”
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Of course, the days, and the nights, passed incredibly slowly, as they always do when you’re waiting for something special and nice to happen, made worse because of Tanya’s rule. Oh, we kissed (without tongues) and cuddled and put our arms round each other, but more than that was strictly taboo. Sitting beside me while watching TV, she would put her arm round the back of my neck and play with my ear, or stroke me, but never touched my legs, thighs or crutch. Either of us could arouse the other in any number of ways and usually did so whenever and as often as we could. But now there was none of this. Tanya wore demure clothes, shorts so that I couldn’t see the tops of her thighs or her cunt, leggings that refused to hint at what lay beneath, and tops that restrained her breasts (as much as they could) and partly hid her wonderful nipples. I hated it. And at night she wore those revolting cotton pyjamas, and whereas she would normally sleep in just her pants, cuddled tight up against me, one of legs between mine so that she could feel my cock and balls on her thigh, (so she told me) and her head and long, thick flowing hair on my chest, now she moved as far away as possible to the other side of the bed, her back towards me. So I couldn’t even enjoy the wonderful sensation of either her cunt nestling against my thigh, or the cheeks of her lovely tight, round, firm ass pressing against my cock either. Sometimes, if Tanya had been kneeling above me and lowered herself onto my cock for our final orgasms, she would just lean forward and rest the top half of her body on me, my cock still nestling inside her hot wet cunt, and she would doze off in that position. Only when my cock dozed off itself and left her tight wet hole of its own accord would she stir and lie beside me in her normal position. I missed it all like hell! If I am hard during the night I often wake to press my cock against her and caress her, which usually wakes her too. But now I couldn’t do anything like that and had to force myself to go back to sleep. A few kisses, a quick cuddle together and then “night-night” was all there was. I hated every bloody minute of those days and nights. But eventually the Friday morning dawned, as it does, and we cleaned around the house in preparation for our visitor, went shopping and returned home to await her arrival. After putting the shopping away, Tanya turned to me and gave me a huge hug, like the ones you get when you haven’t seen your lover for a long time. “Thank you for being so understanding, sweet Davey,” she said. “I know it’s been very hard, for me too, but now it’s finished, the rule stops and we can enjoy each other again.” “Yes, it has been bloody hard!” I agreed somewhat waspishly. “I hope you don’t ever want to start a rule like that again. I shall say no.” “Don’t think I could put up with it either,” Tanya agreed. “So is there anything special you want me to wear this weekend?” I enquired. Now I should explain that Tanya and I have a very extensive wardrobe, of outer clothes of course, but also of underwear for our own pleasures, mostly chosen by her. I hate nearly all men’s’ underwear and refuse to wear it, which explains the short-shorts-and-nothing-else in the supermarket. Fortunately, Tanya also has the same dislike of it. Cotton boxer shorts which hide everything and don’t show the contours of what’s beneath clearly, with a hole in the front from which to extract your cock (for whatever reason)? Horrible. Thick, cotton material which restricts and often itches? Positively medieval. And as for Y-fronts! As Tanya put it to me:- ‘you have to pull aside one piece of material one way, then another piece the other way just to get inside them. Ugh! It’s like fighting your way through a maze!’ And I hate having my cock and balls restricted inside any clothing. Y-fronts grip you as if determined that your cock will never see the light of day. Like a bloody chastity belt. Some boxers do this too, but I do have one or two pairs of soft, micro material that stretches, and so does free my cock to go up or down as it wishes and does show what there is if I wear them. Not often though. And neither do I like lace pants or bra on a woman. It’s often thick, and rough on the lips and tongue if I am licking through it. So Tanya usually chooses our underwear, always thin, soft material, stretchy and if possible always see-through or nearly so. We have all types of shape, size and colours. Tie-ups, side ties, silk, satin, thongs, G-strings, big pants, but they all have the same thing in common. They act like a second skin and show the contours of whoever is wearing them, or they are loose fitting, (usually for me) or they stretch to allow complete freedom underneath. She always buys two pairs of pants, one for her and one for me and very occasionally a matching bra for her if she really likes the style. The first time she saw me wearing pants like this, my own, she evinced no surprise but cooed approvingly and murmured that she liked that very much. So we share our pants and she often chooses what she wants me to wear round the house or if we are going to bed. Tanya also has several short, elastic mini-skirts of the same stretch material. They’re not see-through but they’re soft and pleasurable to touch. Some are shiny. But they’re short! When she first wore one for me she asked if I liked the miniskirt. “That’s not a mini-skirt, it’s a manhole cover,” I told her. She burst out laughing and the name stuck. She doesn’t wear one outside much, except in the garden, because if she sits in front of me it immediately reveals everything and rides up to cover just one inch of her thighs, and if she bends over it does the same thing, riding up to cover about the top two inches of her ass cheeks.
Those miniskirts are short!! Very occasionally she would put one on if we went for a walk in the evening twilight so that other people couldn’t really see what it was, (or almost wasn’t), but she always wore pants underneath. She would have been arrested if she hadn’t. And of course I knew if she went out dressed like that that she wanted us to have sex outdoors somewhere. Now Tanya pondered my question. “Um – yes. Let me think about it. Shall I wear a shirt?” I nodded. “Please, my sweet. You know what it does for me.” “Oh, I know!” she said lasciviously. “No bra?” I shook my head. “I am aching to caress and suck and lick your lovely breasts and nipples,” I said. “No bra.” Tanya put her hands over her ears in mock horror. “Stop it! Stop it! It’s not Friday evening yet!” But she smiled as she said it and I took her into my arms and hugged and kissed her. “I love you so much,” I said. “You’re just incredible. I feel so lucky to have you. You could have chosen any man you wanted in the world.” Tanya gazed into my eyes, her lips mere inches from mine. “But I didn’t,” she whispered. “I chose you, you lump, you lovely wonderful, caring lump. I chose my sweet Davey, with your strong arms, your loving heart, your gorgeous cock and balls and ass, who turns me on and makes me cum, even with just words, never mind your caresses, your touch, your tongue or the lovely feeling of your cock in my ass or my wet cunt or the feeling of your cum shooting on my face or the taste of your cock and your cum in my mouth or ---- “ “Hey, hey, hey!” I protested. “That’s not fair!” She leant forward and kissed me, her tongue for just a brief moment flicking between my lips and into my mouth before she pulled away again. “I know!” she said impishly, “But lovely!” and she danced away from me and disappeared into the bedroom to sort out clothes.
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And at seven o’clock the doorbell rang. We looked at one another. Tanya raised an eyebrow at me. I nodded. “And you?” It was her turn to nod firmly. “Absolutely sure.” So she opened the door. “Hallo,” she greeted the girl standing there. She was carrying a small hold-all. “Come in. Davey, this is Toni.” Toni stepped up to me and planted a kiss on my cheek, then on Tanya’s. “Hallo Dave.” (Not Davey.) “It’s very nice to meet you and thank you both for inviting me.” Tanya smiled and gestured her to come inside. I sensed that she was watching me very closely. “You’re very welcome,” I said. “It’s a pleasure to meet you too.” And it was. It was more than a pleasure. It was a positive delight. Toni was a little taller than Tanya, but still shorter than I am. She wore a V-neck top which showed the curves of her breasts, bigger than Tanya’s but firm and round, a short flowery skirt which swished and swirled as she walked, occasionally flashing a tantalising glimpse of thigh, and flip-flops on her feet. Her legs were longer than Tanya’s but beautifully proportioned and smooth. They were very brown, as were her face, arms and hands. Her hands were slim, with long tapering fingers and I had a quick vision of them curling round my hard cock. Her face was elfin like, longish, with big round eyes, a petite nose and luscious lips that bore no hint of lipstick. But her hair was the biggest surprise. It was dark, and she had it cut very short, like a boy’s, and styled like that too. She had an innocent air about her, she looked very young and she was absolutely gorgeous. I sensed Tanya’s eyes on me. “Come in,” I invited, gesturing to the sofa. We made ourselves comfortable. Toni sat in an armchair opposite Tanya and I on the sofa. Her flowery skirt rose just high enough to show her brown thighs and I had to tear my eyes away. I offered to get drinks. When we were settled Tanya cleared her throat. “Toni,” she began, “We both want you to understand that while you’re here this weekend, our home is your home. We’ll show you round in a minute, but if you want anything, food, drink, TV, just help yourself. Please don’t feel that you have to ask us for anything. We hope that you will feel completely relaxed and comfortable with us. Whatever we’re doing,” she added significantly. “I feel relaxed already,” Toni said, her eyes glancing from me to Tanya. “I’m sure I’m going to enjoy every minute with you both.” But she was looking at me as she said it. Tanya stood up. “Bring your drink and we’ll show you round.” We took Toni round our house and she stopped now and again to look at pictures or photographs or to admire some little gew-gaw that we’d acquired. She often looked at me and smiled and once she winked at me. I knew Tanya was watching me watching her looking at me and she must have seen the smiles and maybe the wink and I thought are we going to have a problem after all and I thought about Toni and imagining what lay beneath the skirt and the top, thinking about her cunt and whether it was small, big, tight or not, her ass and her breasts, how her mouth would feel surrounding my cock and how it would feel to slide my cock inside her cunt or her ass and whether she would be very wet like my Tanya is but of course that was off-limits and --- “And so there you are,” came Tanya’s voice and we were back where we started. Tanya gestured to another door. “That’s our spare bedroom,” she explained. “You could leave your bag and stuff in there, and of course the room is there for you if you want it.” “I shan’t want that room,” said Toni firmly. She was looking directly at me as she spoke. “But I will dump my stuff there.” She picked up her bag and went into the bedroom. Tanya whispered fiercely into my ear. “She fancies you like mad!” she said. “Did you see her looking at your cock?” I could hear the sound of the bag unzipping in the other room and rustlings as Toni extracted her belongings. “I’m staggered!” I told Tanya. “She’s gorgeous! She’s lovely! How the hell did you manage to find her?” Tanya grinned at me. “You fancy her too,” she accused me, but in fun. “I knew you would. Wouldn’t have been much point in it if she’d been fat and lumpy.” “You’ve met her before,” I accused in return. Tanya nodded. “Yesterday in a coffee bar. We had a long talk and got to know each other and talked all about this weekend. I knew you were thinking about licking her and fucking her just now. I knew exactly you’d fancy the pants off her.” “And you’re not worried?” “Nope.” Tanya shook her head. “You know I trust you and we have our agreement. I know very well you’d like nothing better than to slide your cock into her cunt and feel how wet she is and fill her full of your cum but you’ll have to be content with her mouth and her ass.” “How do you know she’ll take me in her ass?” “I know,” Tanya replied. “We talked. There are only two taboos. She’s not allowed to call you Davey.” I knew this. Tanya had coined the name Davey for me and no-one else was allowed to use it. If she introduced me to anyone she did it as Davey, but if the person responded by saying ‘hallo Davey’ she would immediately say, ‘his name is Dave,’ and the tone of her voice and the gleam in her eyes made it crystal clear to everyone that this was her name for me, and hers alone. “Her cunt is the only other taboo. But you can lick it!” she added devilishly. “I want to watch! And I have a big surprise for you!” I couldn’t imagine what other surprise Tanya could possibly present me with after Toni but as she is a girl in ten million, if she said she had a big surprise, she would have one. Toni returned from the spare room.
“It’s a lovely room,” she said. “It’s a lovely home and you are both lovely people and I think you’re very lucky to have each other.” She was again staring straight at me as she spoke and she added, “I’m sure I’m going to enjoy this weekend and have a wonderful time with you.” “Yes, and I think –“ (I very nearly said ‘I’) “-- we’ll have a wonderful time with you,” I answered her with a smile. Tanya watched this interplay with a smile playing on her own lips. “Well, I’m looking forward to it,” she said and grabbing my hand she led me over to Toni where she put one arm round her, the other round me and proceeded to kiss my cheek, then Toni’s, took one of my hands and placed it on her own breast and her hand on one of Toni’s. Toni grinned at us and took my other hand to her other breast. Her own hand went straight to my crotch and rubbed me through my clothes, just long enough to start an immediate hard-on, then left me and slid her cupped palm between Tanya’s legs and rubbed her too. “Oh, I think we’re all going to have a really wonderful time!” she said to us both.
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Tanya cooked us a meal and as she prepared it she would pause and come to me, hug me and kiss me, deep kisses with our tongues thrashing together, rub my cock through my clothes and then return to her cooking. The next time she would go to Toni, kiss her the same way and caress her breasts and rub her between her legs. We were fully clothed and all this was done outside them. She never tried to get my cock out or go inside Toni’s top or under her skirt. We opened a bottle of wine and sipped away as we both watched Tanya’s expertise in the kitchen. (A girl of many talents she is, but you know that.) We talked small talk about this and that, none of us asking any personal questions. It didn’t bother me and I suspected the girls had asked all the personal and intimate questions they wanted at their meeting. At one point Tanya looked round from her cooking at me, then at Toni. “Feel free,” she said. Toni looked at me and a smile appeared on her lips. It reached deep into her eyes and she came towards me and threw her arms round me, pressing her lips against mine and then forcing her tongue into my mouth. She tasted sweet and delicate, and I felt her nipples harden beneath her top. Her hand went to find my cock again and she massaged it and rubbed it and cupped her palm beneath my balls, all outside my clothes, as she gently caressed them. Our tongues continued to explore each others mouths. My hands went behind her and pressed against her ass, pulling her hard against my hardening cock, then pulling the cheeks of her ass apart gently to signal that I wanted that too. She pressed herself hard against me as if she wanted me in her cunt there and then. “Feel my pants,” she whispered as she finally released her passionate pressure on my mouth. She backed off from me a little to allow me room to slide my hand down the front of her skirt. My fingers followed the contour of her love mound, slowly inching down and round, beneath her and between her legs. The bottom of the skirt passed my fingertips and I was caressing her pants, right between her legs, feeling the soft lips of her cunt as they parted slightly to invite me in. To my huge delight her pants were soaking wet. I rubbed them gently and my finger found her clit through the material. She made a little guttural noise and pulled away from my hand. “Oooo! I’ve been waiting for that!” she gasped. “Ever since I arrived!” I looked across at Tanya. She was smiling broadly, watching us, and her hand was between her own legs, massaging herself through her clothes. “The sooner we eat, the better then!” she laughed. Small talk continued through the meal. Tanya had (carefully?) positioned us so that the girls sat on either side of the table with me at the end. Both of them let their hands fall on my thigh beneath the table now and again, rising higher until they reached my crotch. At one point I had a hand on each thigh and their fingers must have met because they stopped, looked at each other and smiled. A second bottle of wine was demolished between us, just enough to loosen any last reservations (I don’t think there were any, for anyone) but not enough to make us sleepy or affect our libidos. And after so long without touching or fucking my beloved Tanya, or even a wank, my own libido was at bursting point. I didn’t care whether it was a cunt, an ass or a blowjob but I knew I wanted release from the pressures inside my balls as soon as possible. It was just short of being actually painful. We helped Tanya clear away, wash and dry, and returned to the living room. Toni looked at me with that look again. “I’m going to go and choose what to wear,” she said. And to Tanya, “D’you want to come and help?” “Absolutely!” Tanya agreed. “And Davey can go and get ready too.” I took this as an instruction to go into our room and get ready. Tanya and I had already decided what I was going to wear, although she wouldn’t let me know what exactly she had chosen for herself. “You’ll see,” was all she would say. So I obeyed her instruction, went to the bathroom to shower, shave again and clean my teeth (nothing worse for a woman than a rough stubble against her thighs or bad breath!) and then went to the bedroom to get dressed. I waited there, knowing that Tanya would come in when she could. I heard the sound of the shower again and Tanya appeared at the door. “Okay, Toni’s showering,” she said. “She’s really got the hots for you. Can’t stop talking about you. Didn’t even touch me when we were alone in her room. She really wants your cock in her cunt but she’s promised again not to.” “Oh, but you’re a hard mistress!” I said to her jokingly in my best Shakespearean voice. “How can you be so cruel as to tantalise me, excite me but not let me----“ “Shut up!” she laughed. “She’s nice though, isn’t she?” she added seriously. I nodded first and then shook my head. “She is that!” I agreed fervently. “And I marvel at how you found her. Apart from a lovely figure and body she has a nice personality too.” “Important!” Tanya wagged a finger at me. “Don’t want a dumbo or a slut. It would spoil everything. Now go away while I get ready myself.” I was ushered to the door and it was closed firmly behind me. I went to the kitchen and poured the last drops of wine into a glass. I heard Toni leave the bathroom, pad across to her room and the door close. I’m abandoned! I thought. The shower ran again as Tanya used it. I let my mind wander about the evening ahead, the weekend ahead. I thought about my beloved girl, what I would do now that her bloody awful rule had been abandoned, and my thoughts drifted to Toni. I really did like her and wanted to do everything to her that I did to Tanya. But despite this, there was always the feeling in me that Tanya was mine;- very, very special to me and would remain so, no matter who was with us or what we may do to each other. I loved Tanya with all my heart and even a weekend with another girl joining us wasn’t going to be enough to damage that. Tanya knew it too, and that’s why we both felt that this weekend was going to be incredible, hedonistic, and utterly, indescribably sexy and erotic. We both knew that our orgasms were going to be mountainous, unbelievable, the stuff dreams are made of and I thought that Toni probably felt much the same way as we did. “Have you shaved?” “What?” Tanya was standing at the kitchen door, wrapped in a fluffy bathtowel on her way back to our room. I felt my face. “Smooth as—“ “No.” “Oh. I see. Yes.” I should explain. I hate hair round my cock and balls. I shave there regularly and keep myself, well, as smooth as a baby’s bottom. Being shaven heightens all the feelings in that area. Whether it is cool fingers, a gently grasping hand, cunt lips, mouth lips or a delightfully tight ass, anything surrounding a cock or balls devoid of hair is more erotic, more noticeable and a hundred times more enjoyable. (No? Try it sometime.) So I kept myself clean shaven at all times, and Tanya was just checking that I was as smooth as I could be. She loved me that way too, but the first time she had seen me naked she had paused in surprise. “Are you normally like that?” she had enquired. I told I was, and didn’t she like it? “I’ll tell you later” was her reply, and afterwards she said yes, she loved it and don’t let any hair grow there again. “Suits me,” I’d agreed. (Suits you too, sir! Go on. Try it.) But the one thing that Tanya had consistently refused to do was remove her own pubic hair. I had asked her more than once to try it but she wouldn’t. She couldn’t say why, she just wanted to stay the way she was. Despite her thick, long, masses of flowing hair, (Tanya has Mediterranean blood) her pubic hair was fine, soft and downy, unlike the stiff, hard curls that men and most women have. Wire wool, I call it. She didn’t have a lot and what she did have was so soft it was delightful to kiss or touch or lick. She had just enough to cover her love mound and the tops of her cunt lips. Just enough to retain my hot sticky cum if I shot over it so I could lick it off afterwards and then insert my tongue into her mouth so she could receive it properly and enjoy ---- “Good! You’re in a reverie again.” Tanya brought me back to earth. She vanished and then her head reappeared round the door. She looked at me and what I was wearing approvingly. “And you’re lovely!” She blew me a kiss and disappeared into the bedroom.
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I waited patiently and finished the last of my wine. Eventually I heard Tanya call me. I went to the bedroom and closed the door behind me. She was sitting on our bed wearing one of my shirts again, a pale lilac one, and under that she had on one of her short manhole covers. A black one made of some slightly shiny, soft material. The same type as the one she had asked me to wear. No bra, of course, and she opened her legs a little to show me that she had on one of my favourite pairs of pants, completely see-through, pink, very thin and very stretchy so that I could manipulate them however I wanted. So apart from the shirt, we were dressed identically. She likes to see me in her manhole covers sometimes and I have no problem with it. (Why should I? It’s just as erotic for her to see me sit or bend down as it is for me to see her. It gives her pleasure so why should there be a problem?) “Aaahhh!” said I, somewhat foolishly. “Very nice!” “Are we ready to call Toni?” she asked. I nodded. “I certainly am,” I agreed. “You lecherous lump!” she chuckled. “God how I want you! How I want your tongue and your cock and to suck your balls and taste your cum and have it all over me and feel you and me wet—“ “Enough!” I held up my hand. “Are you trying to make me cum in my pants?” She made a little moue. “You did it to me,” she pouted. Then, seriously, “No I’m not. I’m teasing you and hinting at things to come, excuse the pun. I don’t want you to lose a drop of that delicious creamy hot spunk in your pants. Well, not yet, anyway.” She stood. “Let’s go.” We went to the spare room and knocked. “Come right in,” came Toni’s voice. Tanya opened the door.
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Toni was sitting on the bed, facing us. She wore only a matching bra and pants. The bra was front fastening, I noticed, - always helpful. They were not see-through, but they were thin and showed firstly the shape and size of her breasts which were quite big but looked firm and rounded, and her aureoles, a darker brown, large and shaping the material of the bra round them, and her nipples, hard and pointing outwards inside the fabric. Her pants clearly showed the outline of her love mound and she leant back and opened her legs to give us a view of what lay below. Her cunt lips pushed out the material of the pants leaving a dark area between them which could only be the entrance to her cunt itself. She trailed one finger between her lips and as she did so I actually saw the size and shape of her clit for a brief moment, much bigger than Tanya’s. Her hair, freshly washed, shone dark and gleamed in the light, brushed upwards like a boy’s. But the most erotic thing I noticed were the hold-up stockings.
Now I like suspenders and stockings as much as the next man, but hold-ups are my special favourite. They hide, but they reveal. They’re sexy, erotic and a turn-on. You can kiss and lick thighs and proceed towards the ultimate place without having to fumble suspender straps out of the way. They can be left in place or peeled delicately and sensually down. They suggest naughtiness, forbidden pleasures, ultimate orgasms. I love hold-ups! Toni was wearing black ones, also my favourite colour and she brushed her fingers slowly up her thigh, across the elastic top and up to her cunt. She looked at us both. “Will this do?” she asked quite innocently. I looked from one to the other. “You’ve planned this,” I said accusingly. Tanya slipped an arm round me. “Only slightly,” she laughed. To me, that was about the same as the expression ‘slightly pregnant’. Meaningless. The girls had obviously put a lot of thought into this and I loved it. “Toni, you look absolutely fabulous,” I said with sincerity. “You’re beautiful, you have a superb figure, a nice personality, but above all you look incredibly sexy and desirable.” “Why, thank you, kind sir,” she replied and fluttered her eyes at me. “And I love the miniskirt and pants you have on,” she added, and I realised that in her position on the bed she could see up my skirt. “I do love a man wearing sexy things like that,” she added breathily, brushing her fingers once more over her cunt lips. I saw a tiny glistening drop on her pants as her finger moved on. “Tanya, you have a wonderful taste in sexy underwear for you and your man.” She stood up and held out both hands towards us. “Shall we move to your room?” And we did. Tanya led the way, releasing me and leading Toni by the hand into our room. Once inside, as I closed the door, cocooning us in our own little private, hedonistic world, she turned and pulled Toni to her, fiercely kissing her as her hands caressed Toni’s breasts. I could see that both were tasting each other’s tongues and mouths. Toni’s hands went behind Tanya and she stroked and massaged Tanya’s ass, pulling her tightly to her. Their faces parted slightly and their tongues came out and licked and slurped at each other’s faces, covering cheeks, noses, eyes and throats with wet, luscious movements. Tanya leaned down and licked at Toni’s breasts, covering them with the same wet kisses, making the fabric wet and slightly transparent. She took one nipple between her lips and sucked it gently. Toni threw back her head and let out a long drawn-out breath. Her hand went to Tanya’s breast and she caressed and fondled it through the shirt. The nipple hardened and stood out inside the fabric. Tanya stroked one hand between her own legs. I knew she was collecting her love juices on her fingers and she held her hand up to Toni’s lips inviting her to taste. Toni obliged, running her tongue over Tanya’s fingers and the palm of her hand, greedily tasting Tanya’s juice. Watching this made me hard, but I didn’t want to intrude on their lust and evident enjoyment of each other. I put my hand under the skirt and grasped my cock through the material of my pants. I began to stroke gently, loving the feeling of it and loving the sight of these two beautiful, adorable girls turning each other on. They both sank onto our king-size bed and lay together, still caressing, kissing and licking at each other. Toni’s hand was between Tanya’s legs, rubbing her and collecting more of her juice which she then licked from her own fingers every now and then. With her other hand she motioned me nearer. I stood beside the bed and Toni pushed my hand away from my cock and took it herself, not going inside my pants but rubbing, squeezing and stroking it. Tanya moved on the bed, gently rolling Toni onto her back. She moved between Toni’s legs and started to lick her thighs and legs. Toni’s eyes closed and she moved her hand to cup my balls extending one finger beyond them to stroke that area between them and my ass, one of the most erotic places I have. Tanya’s petite ass was in the air and I stroked it and rubbed it, my finger tip following the crease between her cheeks, finding her hole and pressing the fabric gently into it. By now Tanya was at Toni’s cunt, licking her thighs and groin and occasionally flicking her tongue over her cunt lips. I could see that Toni’s pants were soaking wet. I moved my hand round Tanya’s ass to find her own wet cunt and her pants were wet too. I tasted her nectar on my fingers and then gently stroked Tanya’s masses of hair, gently easing her head away from Toni.
She paused, knowing what I wanted. My fingers traced the outline of Toni’s cunt lips, the pants wet to my touch. My fingers collected as much of Toni’s juice as I could get, briefly brushing across her clit inside the pants and making her jerk with a sudden frisson of excitement. I tasted Toni’s juices, thicker than Tanya’s, almost like a thin syrup, deliciously sweet with her own individual flavour, and tasting slightly of her shower, slightly of her piss. It was heavenly and I thought that I would love it when Toni wet herself later. Tanya was flicking her tongue across Toni’s cunt and clit. Toni leaned over towards me and lifted the skirt. Her lovely lips opened and she began to kiss my cock through my pants, running her tongue right from the very base up to the tip, using her hand to pull my cock towards her, still inside my pants. Her lips closed over the tip and I felt her tongue explore round and round, especially at the back, making me strain towards her. I wanted to push myself deep into her mouth. She let me in a little more and I felt her sucking me. I thought I’d better stop it there because I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled back from her mouth. I bent over and kissed her face, duplicating Tanya’s earlier motions as I covered her face with my tongue, finding her mouth at last and thrusting my tongue deep inside. Toni responded equally, our mouths and faces becoming completely wet as we enjoyed the taste of each other. I felt Tanya’s hand cup my balls and stroke them, moving up to my cock, stroking me and wanking me as Toni had done. Then she pulled down the waistband of my pants and released my cock to her grasp. She held it tightly, wanking me a little faster. I left Toni’s sweet, delicate, soft face and moved round behind Tanya. Pulling the top of her pants down a little I thrust my cock into them, rubbing the tip over her cheeks and then tracing the crease, down, underneath and then rubbing the tip across her soaking wet cunt. My cock was covered with her juices and I moved it back up a little to find her rosebud. I pushed gently at it, not wanting to fuck her yet, but enjoying the feeling as it opened a little each time I thrust forward. And each time I did so, Tanya’s whole body also moved forward a little which meant that each time I thrust at her ass hole her tongue flicked and licked at Toni’s clit that little bit harder. Toni began to make a deep guttural ‘Uh!’ each time Tanya’s tongue met her clit in that way. She began to arch her back each time to meet Tanya’s tongue thrusts. I would have preferred to change my tactics because I didn’t want a drop of cum to escape me till I was ready, but I continued those short gentle thrusts since it was apparent that Toni was close to cumming. And then there it was, Toni’s first orgasm and she let out a long, long “Oooorrrrrrrrrr” as she came. Her back stayed arched in the air with her eyes closed and Tanya continued to lick her feverishly, prolonging the climax as long as Toni could bear it. I moved away from the danger area and went back to Toni to gently kiss her face and lips as she sank back on the bed. They were delicate, gentle, loving kisses and her eyes opened and she smiled at me before closing her eyes once more. Tanya left her position between Toni’s legs and knelt up on the bed facing me. Her face was dripping wet, some of it from her own licking and some from Toni’s love juices. Tanya licked her lips and smiled. I moved to her and licked her face, savouring the mingled tastes. I collected as much as I could on my tongue and then kissed Tanya on the mouth, pushing my tongue inside so that we could both enjoy the taste of Toni’s cum. As we finally separated she mouthed words at me;- “Love you!” She motioned me and lay back herself on the bed, beside Toni. I knew she wanted me to lick her out and I positioned myself between her open legs, doing what I love doing and what I know Tanya enjoys immensely. I’ve been told, not only by Tanya, that my tongue and the way I use it, possesses a certain -- er—quality. I’ve no idea what that quality or qualities may be, it isn’t extra long or fat or thin or anything as far as I can tell, but it seems that when I use it the way I love to use it, between a girl’s thighs and legs, my tongue acquires these magical extra aspects that, well, they seem to like rather a lot. Whatever that quality may be, it works. So my tongue began its work, kissing and licking at Tanya’s thighs, making the skin wet and glistening as I enjoyed every minute of giving pleasure to my girl. Then I felt something behind me and realised that Toni had started to kiss and lick at my ass. I felt her tongue tracing over my cheeks, her hand under me cupping, stroking, massaging my balls then my cock. I felt her tongue find the top of my crease and felt it push in between my cheeks. I opened my own legs a little to oblige her and her tongue followed the crease down towards my own ass hole, my man-cunt, pressing the material of my pants into my crease and making it deliciously wet with her saliva.
Then she found my hole and her tongue thrust into it, taking the fabric with her as she strove to insert her tongue deeper into me. I was now licking at Tanya’s cunt lips and flicking my tongue over her clit. She was stroking the back of my head and suddenly she pulled me hard into her, pushing herself against me as I licked and sucked at her pants and the cunt beneath it, tasting her own wonderful juice as it soaked into them. She came then. I knew it, even without the “uh, uh, uh, uh” that she growled softly or the sudden gush of juice that spurted from inside her and into her pants and my mouth. “Davey, Davey, Davey,” she murmured, as she sank back onto the bed. I stayed in my position because now Toni was using her finger to insert into my ass, trapped by the fabric of my pants. I loved it and pushed backwards onto her finger. She moved it in and out and once again I thought what a shame it was that there could be no sudden gush of cum inside me. But the feeling was lovely and I let her continue as long as she liked. Eventually she withdrew it and moved away to lie beside Tanya. She licked at her finger, the finger, as she lay down and then offered it to Tanya to suck. Tanya greedily took it in her mouth and sucked with relish, tasting everything there was to be tasted. My knees had begun to ache a bit so I moved forward and lay face down on the bed between them. There must have been a signal between the girls, unseen by me, since I suddenly felt two warm breaths on me and two sets of hand stroking my back. Toni was on my left and Tanya on my right, so I could tell who was doing what to me, I just couldn’t see, only feel. And enjoy. I felt two sets of hands and fingers rubbing my back and my sides. They moved lower, circling, tracing lines with fingers, under my sides, along and across my ribs and back to my spine. They moved lower until they were at the top of my pants. The skirt was gently eased higher. I felt hands stroking the cheeks of my ass, cupping them, so many caresses criss-crossing my body that now I wasn’t sure whose hands were where. And then fingers eased down the elastic of my pants. Fingers slipped gently inside them and caressed my skin, cool fingers, Tanya’s? Toni’s? I didn’t know and I didn’t care. I just lay with my face to one side and closed my eyes, revelling in the soft, sensual touch of two beautiful girls stroking my body, content in the absolute knowledge that soon those caresses would reach my ass and then my balls. A finger traced down the crease of my ass, and back, and down again and I opened my legs a little to allow the finger more freedom. I felt hands on the backs of my thighs roving, stroking, caressing, a finger tracing the inside of my thigh towards my cock. Hands pulled down the back of my pants a little more and then I felt both girls place their hands under my hips to lift me clear of the bed so that I was kneeling. My pants were eased down more and a hand rubbed my cheeks. I felt my ass being gently opened, a pause, and then the sheer delight of a tongue flicking down my crease, starting at the top, licking, a nibbling now and then, sucking, then the tongue again, licking and wetting. My whole body was in a heightened state, waiting for the tongue to reach my rosebud and then there it was, a delicate, butterfly touch of a tongue tip flicking at my hole while other hands caressed my back and cupped my balls and stroked and rubbed and caressed me everywhere. This continued for some minutes and then the tongue increased its pressure as the owner began to push at my hole, still licking and wetting me but insistent in its gentle way that it be allowed to enter me. I pushed outwards gently with my muscles to relax them and the tongue tip was inside, roving and feeling as it explored inside me. I felt movement between my thighs. Someone was wriggling their way between them, approaching my cock, hard but still inside the front of my pants. A hand cupped my balls. A finger traced a line between them and my ass hole, and still the tongue insisted on exploring further into my rosebud. I felt my cock being enveloped in something, fabric and all. I opened my eyes and craned my neck to look down the length of my body. It was my sweet Tanya who was exploring my ass, her hands gently holding my cheeks apart, her face buried between them as she licked and slurped and wetted, lost in her own enjoyment of the moment. I moved my head and peered under myself. Toni was lying flat on her back, to one side of Tanya, her knees at the foot of the bed, her legs draped over the edge and her feet touching the floor. It was she who was taking my cock and pants into her mouth, her tongue exploring too, roving and tasting and licking. She inched her head higher and took more of me inside her mouth.
She began to suck and used one hand to grasp the base of my cock, her long slender fingers curling round it just as I had imagined it in that brief moment when I saw her first but now it was for real and it made my cock harden in her mouth. Her other hand reached down round Tanya’s stomach and curled between her legs and I saw the movement of her fingers as she sought Tanya’s clit through the fabric of her pants and she found the spot and began to rub Tanya, wanking her even as she sucked at my cock. She saw me looking at her and her eyes smiled at me. She opened her mouth wider and sucked me inside. She couldn’t take all of me like Tanya can but it was more than enough and her fingers began to stroke me back and forth to match the movement of her mouth as she sucked me off. The feeling of two separate arousals of two of my erogenous zones made me make contented noises in my throat and I let out a long ‘mmmmmm!’ as I let myself be totally enveloped in this sheer sexual delight. I felt that movement deep in my balls that signalled the onrush of my cum. Toni felt it too because she suddenly released my cock from her mouth, pulled away my pants and took my cock back inside her mouth, bareback. Tanya must have known my moment was near, or maybe she just knew what Toni had done, or maybe she was close to cumming herself because she suddenly started to thrust her tongue in and out of my rosebud, fucking me with her tongue. Toni slid my cock as far as she could inside her mouth and as she sucked at me and Tanya fucked at me I knew that was it and I let out a huge groan as my cum shot up from my balls and through my prick and out into that lovely soft delicate mouth that was Toni’s and my cock spasmed and shot again and I groaned with ecstasy and I heard Tanya let out a cry as if far away and my heart was glad she had cum too and I could still feel my cum travelling within me and there was more and I shot again and again and again filling Toni’s mouth with my hot cream and I had to groan each time because it was just so ecstatic and after so long there was so much and it squirted again and I could feel it on the outside of my cock because Toni’s mouth was full of it and it was escaping from her lips as they slid up and down the length of my cock and covering it and making it wet and there was one last spasm and finally I had no more. Toni quickly slid from between my legs, pulling the front of my pants up over my cock again. I felt Tanya leave my ass and gratefully I let my body sink onto the bed. I felt hands roll me over onto my back. Tanya had done it and she was kneeling beside me now on the bed. Toni came to sit beside her and the two girls moved together and kissed, their mouths opening and tongues meeting as Toni gave my cum into Tanya’s mouth and they shared it together, their faces moving and their tongues roving, making their faces wet with my cum as they passed it back and forth. Then they separated and Tanya leant over me, her lips closed and her eyes smiling and she pressed her lips on mine and her tongue forced them open and she emptied her mouth into mine and I tasted the thick texture of my own cream and then she was gone and Toni was there and she kissed me too and emptied her own mouthful of cum into me and I swallowed it and gasped for air and the girls were watching me and smiling and I saw love in Tanya’s eyes and yes, something in Toni’s too.
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We lay, contented, together. My little Tanya was in her favourite position with her head on my chest and Toni lay curled, further down my body with her head lying just above my cock. “Do you realise,” Tanya murmured softly, that we have all had an orgasm, we have all cum, and not one of us has even removed our undies yet?” “Plenty of time for that,” Toni answered. She idly traced my cock with one finger. “Thank you both.” Tanya turned her head slightly to look at her. “Sweet Toni, you don’t have to thank us. We’re both glad you’re here. We’ve both enjoyed pleasuring you and we’ve both delighted in the pleasure you’ve given us. We’ve done nothing that you need to thank us for.” “You’re very sweet Tanya. Both of you are sweet. But I have to thank you for the chance to do all the things we’ve done now and, I hope, all the things we still will do together this weekend because it’s been a long time since I had pleasure like that from anybody and I think,---” she paused and I had the distinct feeling she was choosing her words carefully, “-- what we still may do will give me even more pleasure. So I have to thank you.” Tanya reached out an arm and caressed Toni softly. “Sssh,” she said. “ Sssh. You are giving me and Davey every bit as much pleasure.” “You said, a long time,” I ventured. “Do you not have a boyfriend? Or girlfriend?” I added hastily, thinking that perhaps Toni’s natural inclinations went that way. “Not for five months now,” Toni said. “There were too many arguments. Love died. Mine first, then his too, I think. It became awful. We had to tolerate each other but it was no life. We parted and since then I haven’t been kissed let alone had intercourse or even been masturbated. Except by myself.” Tanya was still caressing Toni but now her head turned to look at me. I knew what she was thinking. She and I were fortunate. More than that. Blessed. “I’m sorry,” I said quietly. “Oh, I’m over it now,” Toni said cheerfully. “It was that bad it didn’t take me long. But I missed the sex. I tried to meet someone new but no-one appealed to me. And anyway –“ she broke off and looked up at me, then Tanya, then looked away again, “the sexual things I like are….well, lots of people would be horrified. You both are not and to you they’re normal. Another thing I should be thankful for.” “Did your ex not, -- er-- indulge…?” I probed delicately. Toni shook her head. “Nope. Wham, bam, thank you mam, really. Maybe not quite that bad,” she added. “He did give me pleasure and plenty of climaxes, but no imagination. I got him to try one or two things that I liked once or twice but he wasn’t interested and didn’t care whether I wanted something….particular or special, or not. And then he started --” she looked at me then Tanya and lowered her eyes “—fucking me without even trying to give me an orgasm or anything. That meant I wasn’t wet and so it began to hurt a bit and that made me not want him. Love died.” “Toni,” Tanya said in a firm voice, “if you want me, or Davey, to do something particular or special this weekend, if we haven’t done it spontaneously, you just tell us. You hear me? Whatever it is, if you want us to do something to heighten your pleasure, you just tell us.” Toni looked up at her, then me, and back to Tanya. She smiled. There was something in her eyes, a light, no, more of a glow. I couldn’t say what it was. I don’t think it was love but it reminded me of a child being given a special surprise. There was warmth, and gratitude, and acceptance, and surprise, and pleasure, and, well, yes, maybe a little love too. She suddenly wriggled up my body and threw one arm round Tanya and the other round me, lying her head on my chest too, facing Tanya. “You’re both so very, very sweet,” she said. “I’m so glad I’m here with you both.” And she snuggled against me and against Tanya and life was really very alright. We lay a little, then Tanya suggested a drink and was anyone hungry? No-one was hungry and Toni said, “I’ll get the drinks.” “Beer for me and for Davey,” Tanya told her, “and whatever you would like.” Toni rose and stood beside the bed looking at us. “Yes,” she said. “A beer would be nice.” She padded towards the door and opened it, then paused to look back at us again. “You two have something very special, don’t you? I can tell. The way you look at each other, talk to each other, the way you seem to know each other’s minds and hearts. You instinctively know what to do to each other to give the best sexual pleasure. Very special. Wish I had someone like that,” she added wistfully, then she disappeared. Tanya looked at me. I knew why she’d told Toni beers. “Love you.” “Love you too,” I said, planting a kiss on her nose. I nodded towards the kitchen. “She’s sweet. How old is she?” Tanya smiled. “Guess.” “I would say, quite young, but not as young as she looks, not as old as you, maybe…….twenty three, twenty four?” Tanya chuckled. “Miles out,” she reported. “Miles. She’s as young as she looks. Twenty.” I pulled a surprised face. “Nice,” I said. “And only just,” Tanya added impishly. I let my mind wander over the vision of Toni’s twenty-year-old young pussy. “You’re not having it!” (There she goes again!) “My tongue can.” “Oh, yes,” Tanya agreed, “after the beer. I’m going to watch that. From all angles.” She suddenly moved and freed my cock, dozing at the time, from my pants. “I want to suck your cock to see what it tastes like after Toni’s sucked it,” she said. She quickly slid me in her mouth and her tongue roved around, tasting and sucking. We heard faint rummaging sounds from the kitchen. Tanya released me and put my cock back to bed. “Left hand drawer!” Tanya called. “Nice!” she said to me. “She missed a drop of cum.” “Now you wouldn’t do that,” I told her with feeling. “No fear!” she answered with a grin. “Mustn’t waste it!” Toni returned with three beers and handed them round. “How did you know I couldn’t find the opener?” she enquired of Tanya. I shifted my position slightly. “Be warned Toni! Tanya has an uncanny knack for that. It can be quite spooky until you get used to it. Even now I don’t know how she does it. But you’ll have a hell of a job keeping a secret from her.” Toni gazed at us warmly. “I can’t think that I would want to keep any secrets from either of you,” she said, that glow in her eyes again. I smiled at her, thinking that I would enjoy lying beside, or on top, or underneath Toni, listening to her softly telling me her secrets, her innermost desires, her feelings --- “Your beer’s getting warm, Davey.” “So it is.” “Can I ask you…..about yourselves?” Toni asked, lying back down on the bed. The girls rested their beers on the bedside table each side and I nursed mine on my chest. So we told her how we had first met, six months before, in the middle of a field and how –
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“In the middle of a field? An empty field?” Toni exclaimed. “What on earth were you both doing, separately, in the middle of a field?” Tanya swigged some beer. “I was going for a stroll,” she explained. “And so was he.” She prodded me. “Ouch!” “Sorry. Anyway, we both happened to go for a walk in the same place, an empty field where we could be alone with our thoughts and we were walking towards each other.” She stopped to let me continue. “And we both sort of headed straight towards each other but we couldn’t really see who the other person was until we got closer.” “And I was just about to veer off in case he was an axe murderer or a sex fiend, which he is,--” another prod. “Ouch again!” “ --- Sorry again, but I didn’t know that then, of course, when I saw his face.” “And I saw hers.” I looked across at my sweet Tanya. “And there was a sort of lurch in my heart and it felt everso full and I said ‘hello!’”. “And my heart lurched too and I looked into his eyes and there was a sort of flash, a spark of something between us, between our eyes, and I said hello back and we sort of stared at each other –” “And she said, you want to ask me for my phone number but you think I’ll scream or run away –” “And I said, I won’t and you can have it and I’ll be home in ten minutes and call me.” “And I did.” “And here we are,” Tanya finished her beer. Toni’s head had been swivelling back and forth as if she were watching a tennis match. “Incredible!” she murmured. “It was fate.” “It was something, “ Tanya agreed. “Don’t know what you’d call it. But we both knew instantly that we had to see each other, be with each other, know each other.” Toni shook her head slowly. “That is just amazing,” she said. “It’s, it’s, well, it’s sort of unreal. If either of you had been a minute later or earlier….” She trailed off, her big eyes wide and looking from me to Tanya and back. “You are just so lucky!” Tanya and I looked at each other. Blessed. I handed my empty bottle to her to put away, then nodded. “Yes. And we’ve been together ever since.” “That night.” Toni stared at Tanya. “You slept together that same night? The first day?” It was Tanya’s turn to nod. “As soon as I saw him I thought, fuck, I want this man. Not just lust. I wanted him as a person. I knew I’d just met someone that I shouldn’t let go. I knew it was special. That’s why I told him to call me in ten minutes.” Toni drank her beer slowly, emptying the bottle and gazing at us as we continued the explanation. “So I called and we spoke for two hours. And in that time we knew as much about each other and understood each other as well as if we’d known each other for months. And I wanted desperately to see her again, very soon, and then she said to me, this phone call is a waste of time and unnecessary. Come to me and bring your toothbrush.” “It took twenty minutes of that phone call for us to learn about each other’s everyday lives, what we did, likes, dislikes, music, food, clothes and so on, and the rest was about our sexual tastes,” Tanya supplied. “And by about twenty three minutes I was dripping wet and stayed that way.” There was a silence. “Wow! It’s like a book, or a film. It’s the stuff dreams are made of.” “Couldn’t have put it better myself,” I agreed. “But we’re lucky. It’s not a dream. It’s real.” “And neither of us has had a single moment of doubt or regret ever since,” Tanya said. Toni just shook her head slowly. “I’m speechless.” “In that case,” I suggested, reaching for her slender hand and pulling her towards me, “I think I should find you something to do with your lips.” And I started to kiss her, two gentle ones on the lips and then I moved to her cheek, her neck, the back of her neck, her ears, her throat, her eyes, nose, and back to her lips. She tasted delicious, soft, warm skin, smelling slightly of her shower, but also a particular ‘Toni’ taste that was hers alone, sweet, delicate and fragrant. She closed her eyes and let me continue, my tongue now just parting her lips but no more, and then tracing lines over her skin, leaving tiny wet trails as I covered every inch of her face and neck and ears with my tongue and my kisses. As I probed softly at her ear she moaned quietly and her shoulders moved. Her short hair smelt fresh and clean and I gently brushed at it, the feeling of its softness and shortness delightful to my fingertips. I kissed her lips again and now my tongue was more insistent, probing between her lips and across her teeth, even and white, and between them and into the warmth of her mouth and she tasted wonderful and I was content to let my tongue rove round inside her mouth as I relished her taste. I felt Tanya between my legs, reaching for my cock and taking it fully into her mouth as she sucked at me greedily. I reluctantly left Toni’s mouth but I knew other things awaited. Gently I kissed her throat again, moving down to kiss and lick the mounds of her breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples through her bra. She moaned again. I kissed one nipple, taking it and the fabric between my teeth and nibbling oh so gently at it while my hand softly rubbed and teased the other nipple. Tanya’s tongue was now running up the back of my cock, from the base to the tip, a feeling that I adore and which always makes me harder. She alternated between this and taking me in her mouth as I felt for that front fastening on Toni’s bra and it was undone and the cups separated a little and I kissed her bare flesh between them and she breathed very fast and whispered “Yes!” and I used my tongue to separate the cups even more and they fell away and Toni’s breasts were revealed to me in all their beauty. They were tanned all over with not a trace of a white line anywhere. I gave a silent whistle of surprise and delight at this revelation. Toni evidently suntanned herself topless. I teased at her nipples with fingers and tongue and teeth. I brushed her aureoles with my lips and she moved her legs and opened them and I realised that Tanya was using her hand and fingers to discover her love button while her mouth was full of my cock and she was still sucking at me. Toni began to breathe harder and faster and I knew that my lovely Tanya had found her special spot and was wanking Toni even as I was arousing her nipples even more and covering her chest and breasts with wet kisses and Toni began to make little grunting noises and suddenly she grabbed my head with both hands and pulled me up to her face and her tongue was in my mouth and it thrashed around and she pressed her face against mine very hard and we were both wet from these kisses and her back arched and she moaned loudly and I knew she was close and she tried to push her tongue even deeper into my mouth and her back arched again high off the bed and she pulled away from my face and cried out ‘Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhh!’ as she climaxed and her arched body was absolutely rigid and I watched and teased her nipples again and Tanya was still rubbing her clit and inserting one finger into her cunt and she massaged a little more and Toni began to make ‘Uh! Uh! Uh!’ sounds again and then another long ‘Uuuuhhhh!’ and I thought yes! my beautiful Tanya had made her cum twice in succession. Toni flopped back onto the bed. She was gasping for breath as if she had run a marathon. “Oh, God!” she breathed. “Oh, God! Yes! Wow! Yes!” and she continued to lie and gasp until her breathing slowed and her body relaxed. Tanya came to stand beside the bed and took one of my hands in hers. She raised it to her lips and looked down at me sitting on the edge of the bed, her eyes sparkling but with immense tenderness in them too. She kissed my hand, not a sexual kiss in the slightest but a kiss of love, a kiss of shared pleasure and mutual contentment. Toni had opened her eyes and was gazing up at us both. “Is your sex always as good as this?” she asked breathlessly. “Do you always give each other such massive climaxes?” “Usually,” Tanya answered her. “We enjoy each other so much our climaxes are usually huge. Maybe not if one of us is a bit tired, but always, always wonderful.” “I don’t think I’ve ever had two like that so close before,” Toni reflected. “What have I been missing?” She paused and looked away from us. “Wish I’d met you a long time ago.” Tanya moved away from me, releasing my hand which she had been rubbing her own cheek with softly. She bent over Toni and kissed her tenderly on her lips. “Well, you’ve met us now,” she murmured, “and I hope you’ll have plenty more like that before the weekend is over.” Toni responded to her kiss and the two girls lay beside each other, gently kissing, nibbling and licking at each other’s faces, necks and ears. Then Toni rolled over on to her knees and moved lower down Tanya’s body, kissing her throat again, and lower still, to her breasts, hidden beneath my shirt. She kissed them and cupped them and stroked them and Tanya’s nipples stood out hard under the material. Toni gently undid a button, caressed the top of one breast, then undid a second button and eased the shirt away. Tanya’s breasts were finally free of the shirt and Toni gazed at them. “They’re beautiful!” she whispered, and proceeded to lick and suck and caress and tease them with her mouth and hands. I could see the tiny wet trails she left on Tanya as she moved around, enjoying the feel of Tanya’s soft skin under her fingers and between her lips. I was content to sit and watch. The two girls were obviously enjoying every moment of their shared pleasure and my heart went out to my adorable little Tanya as I looked at her face. I thought again of how much I loved her, as I did about twenty times a day. And I looked at Toni, her lovely lithe body lying half across Tanya’s as she licked and kissed and caressed and nuzzled at my girl. I gazed at her small elfin face and her short boy’s hair, her slender fingers and the long expanse of her back and her lovely tanned breasts. I saw the pleasure in her own eyes as she relished Tanya’s body, and I felt something in my heart for her too. A love, but different to the love Tanya and I shared. There was no way I could love Toni like that, and I knew it, and was happy that it was so, and Tanya knew it too, but nevertheless there was a feeling deep inside me that made me feel a great warmth towards Toni. I wanted to protect her, and see her eyes light up with pleasure again, like a child’s, and most of all I wanted to thrust my hard cock into her and fuck her cunt until she screamed with ecstasy. Tanya’s eyes opened and she looked at me and smiled. My lovable, adorable, sexy, wonderful girl knew exactly what was going through my mind. Toni had undone the shirt completely now and it had fallen aside to show Tanya’s chest and stomach. Toni’s kisses and licks moved downwards, across the flatness of her stomach, paused at the waist of Tanya’s pants, and then continued lower, following the contour of her love mound. Her arms slid down Tanya’s sides, her fingers always caressing as she moved across one leg to lie between them and her mouth sucked and tasted the cum and lovejuices on Tanya’s pants as she moved ever lower and downwards between Tanya’s legs licking round her love mound until she was there, guzzling and sucking and licking and tasting at Tanya’s cunt beneath her wet pants. Tanya’s breath was coming in small, short gasps. Again she opened her eyes to look at me watching them both. She motioned with one hand, signing in the air across her own body and I knew she wanted me to kneel across her so that she could suck my cock while Toni licked at her cunt. I moved to comply and this time it was I who mouthed ‘love you’ at her as I positioned myself above her. She didn’t say anything but her eyes replied for her. She grasped my cock and rubbed me once or twice and then pulled down the top of my own pants. She leaned her head forward, propped up as it was on the pillows and greedily took my cock into her mouth. A warm light of love and contentment shone in her eyes before they closed and she sucked and slurped at me, making me astonishingly wet as my cock grew harder and harder inside the soft warmth of her lovely wet mouth. And then she released me and used both hands to push me downwards, manipulating me so that my rampant cock now lay between her beautiful breasts. Briefly I felt the exquisite touch of Toni’s tongue flicking at my crease and asshole as she paused to pleasure me, then she returned to Tanya’s cunt and clit. Tanya held her breasts together, tightly enfolding my cock and waited as I began to fuck her breasts. My cock was so wet from the sucking I’d received in her mouth that it slid easily between her lovely mounds and I enjoyed the sensation as I fucked them, slowly at first and then faster, Tanya squeezing and kneading and pushing at her own breasts to ensure she received the maximum pleasure from my movements. I felt her body heaving a little beneath me, a signal that Toni’s tongue was working magic on her and the heaves became more, and longer, and she began to breathe out loud and she gasped out words as her orgasm began to build deep within her and she said ‘I love your cock in my breasts! I love you fucking them! Toni, fuck me with your tongue!... Yes! …..Lick my clit! Harder!..... Davey! Davey!.... Shoot your cum on me!..... Toni, drink me!’ and then she gave a mighty heave beneath me and stayed arched as much as she could under me and she screamed out loud ‘Yes! I’m cumming I’m cumming NOW!’ and she groaned and gasped and her body shook beneath me and she let out a long guttural ‘Yeeeeeessssssss!’ in her throat and at that moment my own cum shot from my cock and spurted into her breasts and again and she squeezed them tighter against me and that made me cum again into them and it was wonderful and exquisite and wet and beautiful and she sank back onto the bed and I sank down a little onto her as I finished. She let her breasts relax away from my cock and used the fingers of both hands to wipe and smear my cum all over her breasts and her stomach, covering her nipples and her chest and her stomach as much as she could, and then grasping my cock and wiping some back onto it and Toni was beside us now and Tanya offered her fingers to Toni and she sucked at them and wiped some cum from Tanya with her own fingers and offered it back to Tanya’s mouth and the girls were sucking at each other’s fingers covered with my cum and wiping it across their cheeks and then Toni pressed her wet sticky fingers against my lips and I opened them and sucked at those long slender digits as she gave me back my own cum.
I rolled away from Tanya to allow her to recover. Her body was still heaving slightly as she regained her breath. Toni looked at me as she sucked the last remaining cum from her fingers. “You taste lovely!” she whispered. “Taste ME !” and she lay back on the bed beside Tanya who obligingly shifted to one side. This was an invitation I was not going to miss (would you?) and I moved to lie half across her so that I could start by kissing and nuzzling those lovely breasts. I followed Toni’s own earlier movements down Tanya’s body as I kissed and sucked and licked and nuzzled and nibbled my way down the length of Toni’s body, savouring the taste of her soft skin, the mingled tastes of her juices and Tanya’s and my cum all together as I neared the waistband of her pants. I paused to suck the fabric, the mingled tastes stronger on her pants and the better for that. She opened her legs and I moved between them, running my tongue across the flat of her belly through her pants, then lower down the crease of her groin, first one side and then the other. She caressed my head and as I let my tongue flick across her cunt lips she tried to pull my head in there but I wasn’t having that yet and I made her wait, licking her thighs, enjoying the thrill as my tongue touched the elastic of those black hold-ups and then back onto the heat of her thighs and I did it again because it’s just so erotic and so naughty and it’s like sex with a girl for the first time and it’s heavenly and you want it to go on and on but Toni was pulling at my head and I moved up again to her groin and her belly and then I let my tongue nuzzle briefly into her cunt lips and she gasped and jerked and pushed against me and now I eased away the leg of her pants from her skin and my tongue went inside them and now I could taste her hot flesh and suck those beautiful cunt lips for real and I paused in shock because they were so beautifully smooth and to my utter delight Toni was completely shaved. I sensed that Tanya had been kissing Toni’s stomach above my head at some point and I sensed her moving round the bed too as she watched me sucking Toni out. But Toni was pulling insistently at me and I continued licking her cunt lips and between them. She was incredibly wet and she tasted of sweetness and of cum and a little of pee and her juices were hot and they flowed from her and onto my tongue as I eased it between her lips and into her cunt and it was so hot and wet and then my tongue found her clit and I began to lick it very, very hard and because it was quite large it was easy to trace my tongue round it and over it and across it and I licked and flicked at it even harder and she gasped again and jerked and thrust herself against me so hard my lips ached and there was so much juice coming from her and I drank the nectar with delight and relish and licked and licked and used one finger to explore inside her pants at her ass and in the crease and I found her rosebud and gently inserted my finger there and she opened to receive it and began those arching movements and I felt contentment that I was giving her pleasure and she began to gasp out loud ‘oh! oh! oh! Dave! Dave! What’re you doing to me?’ and the words died away to a groaning and moaning in her throat and I let my finger go right inside her rosebud and then she was there as I licked so very hard at her clit and she arched up and let out her breath in a long ‘aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!’ as she came and I felt the spurts of her own cum soaking my already wet mouth and face and it was delightful and gorgeous and she sank back as I removed my finger. But I followed her body with my tongue and licked at her delightful clit and cunt, soaking wet, as she relaxed. Her hands gently grasped my head and she held me away from her, gasping ‘Can’t! Can’t!’ and I reluctantly stopped and allowed the edge of her pants to fall back into place. I sat on the edge of the bed and watched her tenderly as she recovered. I really did like her very much. Tanya was standing on the other side of the bed and she gave me a huge grin. All angles. She moved to the foot of the bed and bent over Toni, opening her legs. Toni looked at her in surprise. Tanya quickly went down on her and started to lick and suck at her cunt through her pants. Toni tried to wriggle up the bed away from her saying ‘No! Please! I can’t now. Wait a bit!’ I knew Tanya wanted to taste her cum and her juice as much as I did and she continued to lick at Toni’s wet pants as she wriggled away from her making pushing motions at her head until there was no more bed left and she had to stop. Toni made little whimpering noises. “Please! Stop! ” But Tanya’s tongue works wonders (I should know) and as Toni tried to push Tanya away she let out small, child-like cries. “I can’t! I really can’t!..... No, please! No! Oh! Oh! I’m cumming again!” and she went rigid for a moment as she had another small climax from Tanya’s tongue. Tanya came to sit beside me on the bed. Toni was lying back with her eyes closed, her whole body trembling. Tanya smiled at me and kissed me, our tongues meeting as we exchanged the flavour and taste of Toni’s cum. And then we both sat and watched her, our hands joining and our fingers intertwining like young lovers on their first date. But then, that’s how it is with us, all the time. Toni continued to tremble, her eyes screwed tightly shut. And then to my dismay and horror I saw a tear escape from one eye, then another, and then her body shook and she sobbed. I looked at Tanya and for a brief millisecond all sorts of thoughts ran through my head. Had she overdone it? Was Toni frightened we were monsters who were going to abuse her body all weekend? Had Tanya hurt her because she was so sensitive after her orgasm with my tongue? I was really concerned and when I looked at Tanya I saw the same concern mirrored in her eyes. “Toni!” Tanya’s voice bore the same worry. “Whatever is it, my sweet? Have we hurt you? What’s wrong?” But Toni just shook her head and kept her eyes closed. She reached out both hands and we each took one, not sure what to do or say. Toni lay and sobbed, tears running from her eyes and she made no attempt to wipe them away or look at us. Something was obviously terribly wrong and Tanya and I looked at each other hopelessly. “Toni!” she said again, her voice as soft and tender as I’ve ever heard it. “Tell us. What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Toni shook her head again and pressed her lips together. “You-” was all she managed to blurt out. And then again, “You –” And then her eyes opened and she stared straight up at the ceiling and the tears ran down her face and she almost shouted as us as she struggled between her sobs and she began to roll her head from side to side but didn’t look at us and gripped our hands very, very tightly and she cried, “It’s you! Both of you! You make me feel….you’re so nice! You’re so warm! To each other and to me…you make me feel wanted….you make me feel loved and it’s such a nice feeling….and I’ve never felt that way so much before…and you give me so much pleasure…..and why couldn’t I have met you before…..and where have you both been all my life!” And she finished with a huge sob as she finally turned her head to look straight at us as she gripped our hands and her eyes were imploring us for an answer as they poured out her tears and she looked from Tanya to me and that imploring look was still there and she was waiting for us to answer her heartfelt cries. “Oh, Toni!” My adorable girl melted at Toni’s look and she went to lie beside her, nuzzling her and stroking her and soothing her as if she were a small child, and really that’s how she looked, lying on the bed, small, innocent and child-like, waiting for someone to make her pain better. And I saw with a sudden surge of love that Tanya had tears in her eyes too as she comforted Toni and made soothing noises and cooed at her and caressed her tenderly but with no sexual undertones and I relaxed a bit myself because that had all been a bit of a shock. Tanya used her shirt to gently wipe Toni’s face and eyes, watching her with great tenderness. Toni’s sobs quietened apart from an occasional sniff and she looked at us and gave us a sad little smile. “I’m so sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry I cried. I hope I haven’t spoilt things and I’m very sorry for what I just said. I had no right to say those things to you, but you both make me feel so warm and nice inside and I just couldn’t keep it in. I really am sorry.” We both said “Don’t be silly!” at the same time. “You certainly haven’t spoilt things,” I told her, “and you can say whatever you like to us while you’re here. Whatever you like,” I repeated, thinking that it would be nice to hear her say to me ‘Fuck me!’ “And there’s nothing to be sorry about,” Tanya cooed at her. “We were just worried we’d hurt you or frightened you.” Toni shook her head again. “No, no,” she said quietly. “Far from it. Somehow you manage to give me such huge orgasms, both of you, bigger than I’ve had before. And I’ve lost count how many. Oh no, you haven’t hurt me at all. Don’t think that, please. You’ve made me –you’re making me, very happy.” And we all paused and looked at one another and knew that each of us was happy and contented and I believe each of us thought ahead to what still was to come, and we smiled and grinned at each other and I knew I was right. “I think,” Tanya said, rising from the bed and shucking off the shirt, “that we could have a little break. I’ll make us some snacks and some more drinks.” She looked at Toni and smiled, bent down and picked up Toni’s bra which had come off during our exploits and dropped it on the floor with the shirt. “It will give you two a chance to get to know each other better.” She grinned at us both, and gave me a wink as she passed by me and out of the room.
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I lay on one side, facing Toni, gazing into her face and gently stroking her cheek or her ear, or her lovely short hair. “You’re a very lovely girl, Toni. Beautiful. Small, sweet, a little elfin. I like you very much.” She reached and touched my cheek and her eyes searched my face. “And I like you too, Dave. Very much. And Tanya, of course. But I do like you. I wish I could feel you in ----” she stopped and her eyes continued to rove across my face. “Do you and Tanya often talk dirty to each other?” she asked me softly. “Oh, always,” I assured her. “All the time.” She nodded thoughtfully. “I never have.” I raised an eyebrow. “Never?” “The only time my ex used the word fuck was if he said, ‘I want to fuck you now.’ He might just as well have said ‘I want coffee, or I want food.’ It meant about the same to him, I think. He never tried to turn me on by using dirty talk and never asked me to use it on him either.” “Oh,” I said. “Well, for us, dirty talk heightens our pleasure. A lot. There are no holds barred and we say to each other whatever we feel or want. I can’t say if it works that way for other people, but it definitely does for us.” “Oh it works for me too,” Toni smiled. “Now that I’ve heard it. Hearing Tanya urging you and me just now and telling us what she wanted made me very wet.” She stroked my cheek. “I wish you could fuck me, Dave. I wish I could feel you in my cunt. My wet cunt.” Her words, and the way she spoke them, trying them as if savouring a new taste on her tongue for the first time, made me start to get hard again. Toni closed her eyes. “I wish I could feel your prick sliding into me, sliding into my pussy and rubbing against my clit and making me wet and filling me ---” Her eyes opened and a cloud passed behind them. “But we both promised, didn’t we?” “Yes we did,” I agreed with a trace of firmness in my voice. “And I won’t break a promise, especially to Tanya. Your cunt, delightful and wet and hot as it is, is strictly out of bounds to my cock, and my cock is equally off-limits to your wet pussy. It’s a shame, I agree. But there it is.” Toni nodded again. “There’s no way I would want you to break that promise,” she said, “but, God, my cunt is aching for your prick.” We looked at each other, both wishing for the unattainable. “Can I ask you something?” I said, wanting to divert my thoughts away from temptation. “Anything.” She kissed me gently. “Anything. No holds barred.” “You seem a little, er—tender, well, er--- young, to have such sexual experience as you have. I’m surprised that you’re quite so -- um-- adept as you are, if your ex was as selfish as you say.” “Oh, I’ve never done anything like this before,” Toni answered cheerfully. “Of course I gave him blowjobs and handjobs if he wanted, but I’ve never been licked or sucked out before. Maybe that’s why I had such huge climaxes when Tanya and you licked me out,” she added thoughtfully. My eyebrows were rising more and more as she told me this. “I’ve never had my um- ass licked or licked one myself, and I’ve never, ever been with another girl or a couple before.” Now I was up, leaning one elbow as I stared at her incredulously. “You’ve never done any of that?” She shook her head, then giggled. “I’m sort of making it up as I go along, and it’s lovely!” And she hugged me and kissed me again. I was absolutely dumbfounded. In the first place I would never have guessed from her touches and her confidence that she had no experience of some of the things we’d done. Secondly, I was amazed that she accepted all these new experiences, took these new ideas into her stride and immediately used them to give pleasure to Tanya and I without batting an eyelid. And of course I was dumbstruck at the thought that Tanya had managed to find a sweet girl like this. “But, I don’t understand,” I floundered. “If that’s the case, how did you meet up with Tanya? Why did the idea of coming here appeal to you at all? Tanya must have explained about our own tastes and sexual fun, and what we do. If this was all unknown and new to you, how is it that you’re so ready and willing to be with us?” “I just wanted it,” she replied simply. This was no explanation at all and she realised it. “I mean, although I’ve never tried the things that you and Tanya do, never been licked out, never been with a girl or any of the other things she told me about, and she told me a lot, I’ve often thought about things like that. Imagined them, I suppose you could say. I don’t know where it comes from, somewhere deep inside my psyche I suppose, but I’ve often thought to myself, what would it be like to be sucked till I came? How will it be if I tried this? What’s it like to do that? How is sex with another girl? Would I like the feel of a female tongue on me or female kisses? Would it be nice if I had a cock in me at the same time? Oh, many things that I’ve never experienced, but thought about, wanted to do. Do you understand, Dave?” I nodded. I understood. “And how did you meet up with Tanya?” I enquired. Toni giggled again and glanced away sheepishly. “I was on the internet. At a sex site, looking for a boyfriend,” she giggled. “And I saw Tanya’s advert.” (So that’s how she’d done it!). “And I thought, wow, that’s sounds like it could be interesting. So I emailed her, and later we spoke on the phone, and then, well, here I am!” she finished with a laugh. My elbow was aching and I lay down again. “Well, I don’t know what to say,” I said. “Except, here you are indeed, and very glad I am that you are.” She laughed again and traced a finger across my cheek. “You sound like Yoda from Star Wars,” she laughed, “but you’re not as old and wizened as he is, thank God!” I laughed too and I told her, “I’m not that old and I don’t think I’m wizened but I’m going to find out.” And I reached for her and kissed her and we started all over again as I moved across her face with my lips and tongue, and then down over those gorgeous, tanned mounds. “Your breasts are just beautiful,” I murmured between kisses and licks. “So soft, so smooth, but so round and firm. I love them.” And I moved lower and lower and reached her pants and pulled them down a little and yes, there was no mistake, she was smooth, smooth, soft, silky and just as tanned there too with not a white area in sight so it was sunbathing naked then and to kiss and lick her smooth tanned love mound and her smooth cunt lips and slide inside them to lick her smooth wet cunt was ecstatic. I was now hard again and I moved back up to her face to plant wet kisses over her and give her her own juices back and I whispered, “I want to fuck you, sweet little Toni. I want to fuck your ass, as deep as I can!” “Yes, Dave!” she whispered back, her eyes shining. “Yes! I want it! I want you to fuck me! Fuck my ass! Deep! And hard! Now! Quickly!” And she was rolling over and tipping me off her as she knelt before me and presented her lovely round ass to me and I wanted it too and I didn’t want to wait and I pulled down the waistband of her pants and she pushed her ass out at me and my cock was out and I wanted to be in her so much and I shoved and this was like rape and I plunged into her and I pounded at her and each thrust pushed her forward and it was just so lovely to fuck that tight round ass and I thrust and thrust and thrust and she was whispering at me and saying ‘Yes! It’s so nice!’ and I kept pounding at her and my pulse was racing and my heart was pounding and I wanted to fuck her ass for ever but I felt that feeling and she was whispering ‘Fuck me! Fuck me! I love you in my ass! Fuck me harder!’ and there were the words that I wanted to hear so much and it didn’t matter that it was not her cunt but her ass because it was so nice to be in there and I fucked her as hard as I possibly could and I was sweating and my heart raced and there it was and I came and it gushed and spurted and gushed and spurted and I felt it on my cock as it seeped out of her ass along my cock and there was still cum and I shot again and again and she must be full but there was one last spurt and I was empty. I was utterly exhausted and sated and I sank back onto the bed, catching my breath and waiting for my heart and pulse to slow. They do say that having sex is equal in effort to running a mile. I thought I must have just run ten. My girl had been right as usual. The orgasms were tremendous after that long wait. And then I felt my hand being taken and placed inside the waist of Toni’s pants and she took my fingers to her ass and collected my cum on them and brought my hand back to her mouth and licked them and sucked them as I continued to breathe heavily and only when she’d sucked every last drop she could did she give my hand little gentle, normal kisses and lay it tenderly on my chest. She snuggled up to me and put her head on my stomach. I felt a lick as she retrieved some cum from my cock and then she slid her head up to my chest and I moved my hand to rest on her cheek as she lay there and looked at me, her eyes glowing, her short hair all tousled and her mouth wet from my cum. “Dave!” she murmured. “Dave! That was ---I can’t tell you in words. I just love you in my ass.” She wriggled as she spoke, maybe imagining me there again or maybe remembering the feelings. “I want that again,” she said softly. “I like that so much. I wish it was my cunt but I like that and I want it again.” I waved a hand at her weakly. “Not now. I want it too, my sweet and lovely little Toni but I’m exhausted. I need a bit of a rest. You could say, I’m fucked.” And she laughed out loud and I grinned at her because I didn’t have the strength to laugh and we lay like that, sated, contented and drowsy until Tanya returned.
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She brought in a huge tray of goodies, plates, cutlery, napkins, and then returned to the kitchen to fetch three more beers. Tanya was a believer in the old adage, ‘the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach’ and this time she’d excelled herself. None of this faddish vegetarian crap, thank you very much, but good wholesome food that tasted delicious, filled you up and was (mostly) good for you. Toni and I rose and padded to the table where Tanya had set things down. On the way, Toni couldn’t resist taking my hand putting it down the back of her wet pants again and licking my fingers once more even as we arrived at the food. “Wow!” she exclaimed. “Look at all this! Tanya, why didn’t you call me to help you?” Tanya laughed, grabbed my hand and licked my fingers herself. (Doesn’t miss a trick.) “Oh, no, sweet little Toni. You and Davey had much better things to do!” And she laughed again and Toni giggled and life was again, very much alright. There were cheesy things, salady things, tomato things, mini pizzas, sausages on sticks, fruit on sticks, little bowls of hot steaming rice, there were vol-au-vents, there were biscuits and crackers and nuts and crisps and dips and breadsticks and fruit and right in the middle of the tray, a big raspberry gateaux. (Mostly good for you.) I knew we had all this stuff. We’d only bought it all that morning. (Was it really only that morning? It seemed like ages ago.) But my girl had spent a lot of effort in laying it all out. “This should keep us going for a while,” Tanya said. “Dive in.” And we did. We stood or sat around munching and Tanya passed a beer to Toni and one to me. I gave her a look. She understood perfectly what it said. If I drink this I really won’t be able to wait any longer. Through a mouthful of cheese and biscuits she mouthed ‘Wait!’ severely at me then smiled. I put one arm round her and gave her a strong hug. I nodded at the food. “Thanks for this,” I said. “You’re wonderful and adorable and sexy and gorgeous, - and I want to fuck you!” I finished in a whisper. “But I can’t just yet,” I added. “Oh, and why’s that then?” she asked ingenuously in a whisper. “You’re fucked are you?” I nodded and she said “Good. Good. That’s what we like to hear.” And Toni, who’d heard perfectly well everything we’d said, giggled and made us laugh too. We finally filled ourselves as much as we could and sat, finishing our beers. “Leave the food there,” Tanya suggested. “We can help ourselves whenever we want, and anyway, it might come in useful. Who knows?” We’d tried this once or twice. We both enjoyed it, but we preferred our sex wet and dirty rather than fruity or creamy. Toni’s eyes went a bit wide and she glanced at the gateaux which remained untouched. “Ooooooo!” was all she said. “Toni, my sweet little girl, ” Tanya suddenly said, “we’ll be with you in just a minute.” And so saying she suddenly grabbed me and threw me back on the bed, beer bottle and all. She straddled me, kneeling and looking down at me, her long hair falling forwards to drape across my chest. “Finish that,” she commanded. I drained the last drops and she took the bottle and put it on the bedside table. “Now,” she said, and took my hand and placed it between her open legs. I felt her cunt lips, warm and soft through the damp fabric of her pants. We stayed like that for a moment as Tanya stared down at me, then smiled and closed her eyes as the first hot drops of her pee came soaking through her pants and onto my hand. I looked across at Toni who was watching interestedly. “Toni,” I called. She came to the bed and I took her hand and placed it above mine so that she could feel the delicious heat and wetness of Tanya’s golden shower which ran from her pants and cascaded over our hands. “Ooooooo!” Toni said again. “Nice!” She removed her hand and licked it, sampling the taste. “Ooo, I like that!” Tanya rolled off me and onto her back. I knew what she wanted. I moved between her legs and licked her cunt through her pants and the shower she’d been holding back released, gushing out and soaking her pants and my face. I licked and slurped and sucked, enjoying the slightly salty taste; a taste I’d relished many times before but was quite new to Toni. She could see and hear what was happening and she moved nearer to us and said, “Can I have some?” and I obligingly moved away and let her take my place between Tanya’s legs. She buried her head as tightly into Tanya’s pants as she could and made little appreciative ‘mmmm’ noises as she licked and sucked and drank until Tanya was empty. Finally she raised her face, soaking wet and shining, licked her lips and said, “Dave?” Tanya moved aside and Toni lay in her place, her legs open wide. Tanya began to lick and kiss her legs through the black hold-ups and Toni wriggled comfortably. “Let me do it on you,” she begged me and I regained my position on the bed, pushing my wet face into Toni’s crotch and delighting as she hesitantly at first, then more confidently, allowed her piss to run out into her pants. “Oooo, that’s nice!” she exclaimed as she felt the warmth of her own shower run down her cunt and round to her ass. I sucked and licked and tasted her, and she was more salty than Tanya but it was still delicious and I relished every drop. “Stop, sweet girl,” came Tanya’s quiet voice. Toni looked at her in some surprise and I felt the warm flow cease. “Lump! It’s my turn,” Tanya grinned and I moved off the bed completely. Tanya lay down and pulled Toni over to lie on top of her. “Straddle me,” Tanya whispered, and as Toni raised her body, drew up her knees and knelt over her, Tanya wriggled down towards the foot of the bed. “Higher,” she said, and then again, “higher.” Toni’s wet pants and cunt were now positioned over Tanya’s breasts. Tanya reached up and fondled Toni’s own breasts and looked into her eyes. “Just a little,” she said and I saw the golden flow begin again as Toni relaxed her muscles and her pee ran out straight from her pants and onto Tanya’s breasts, covering them and running down each side of them, down between them and onto Tanya’s stomach. “Enough, darling Toni,” Tanya murmured. “Move higher.” And Toni did, so that she was now positioned directly over Tanya’s mouth. “Sit on me, and let it all go,” Tanya instructed and Toni lowered her crotch onto Tanya’s face and a look of sheer bliss appeared on her face as she felt her warm piss run out, over her own thighs, into her pants and onto Tanya’s face. I knew Tanya would be licking her cunt as well, and that added to the look of pleasure on Toni. Finally she must have stopped because she lifted herself from Tanya. She rolled off her and the two lay side by side. “I’ve never done that before,” she said wondrously. “It’s, -- it’s lovely! I never thought it would be so nice.” “You’re never to old to learn, my child,” I intoned in my best headmaster’s voice. Toni fluttered her eyelashes at me as Tanya looked on, a huge grin on her face. “Oh! And what else have you to teach me, kind sir?” she asked in a squeaky, little girl voice. She put one finger provocatively between her lips and pulled them open a little. “I’m sure I have much to learn and I can assure the gentleman that I am a most willing and able student!” And she opened her legs wide and fluttered her eyelashes at me again. But neither of us could keep up the act and we all dissolved into fits of laughter. “I think,” Tanya said, “that it’s time Davey wet us. Don’t you agree, fair maiden?” “Mmmmm!” Toni answered, gazing at me. “And where shall he place this wonderful nectar upon us, do you think?” Tanya mused. “Shall it be on our tits? Our stomachs? In our cunts? Our asses? You choose, little Toni. Where would you like him to do it on you?” “I think,” Toni began thoughtfully, doing her lip pulling thing again with one finger, quite unconsciously it seemed to me, “I think I would like--” and she whispered in Tanya’s ear, so quietly that I couldn’t hear a word. Tanya’s eyes lit up and she looked at me. “Brilliant!” she exclaimed. “Toni, you’re brilliant! We’ve never tried that! What a great idea. I hope he’s got enough for two.” As I was so full to bursting after a quantity of wine and two beers that it was a job to hold it back and that itself was uncomfortable, I felt quite sure I had enough for two. “Your idea. You first,” Tanya offered. “I’ll get out of the way.” And she rolled off the bed, came to me, cupped her face in my hands and said ‘Lump. I love you. The fair maiden awaits.’ And she went to nibble at the food again. Toni actually rubbed her hands together. “Dave!” she called imperiously. “I require your services. Now.” “Yes, ma’am,” I replied, touching my forelock and enjoying the game as I moved towards the bed. “You’re to straddle me,” commanded the fair maiden, “but facing the foot of the bed. You’re to put your cock inside the waistband of my pants so that it lies on my mound, facing my feet. And then let go,” she added in an excited voice. Tanya was right, bless her. We never had tried this and I thought it would be very nice. So I dutifully positioned myself as instructed and paused. “Yes, Dave,” whispered Toni softly. “Now. Let it go on me. Please?” And I did. My pee gushed out from me and the relief was almost a physical sensation as my golden water shot into Toni’s pants and ran down against her cunt and clit. “Oh, it’s hot!” Toni exclaimed. “Nice! Hot!” And she fondled and caressed the cheeks of my ass in front of her, murmuring “Nice! Nice! Nice!” all the while. Then, “Enough, sir! I declare I am washed sufficiently now. Enough, I say sir! You may resume your other duties!” With some difficulty I held back my flow and extracted my cock from Toni’s pants. As I moved off Toni she said, “I shall summon you again when needed. Do not stray!” and even as she spoke my lovely Tanya was taking her place and lying as she had done. She smiled a loving smile at me but said not one word as I re-positioned myself in the same way. Tanya didn’t bother with the cheeks of my ass. She waited till she felt my warm flow on her and went straight for my rosebud, pushing her finger into me and taking the fabric of my pants with it as she strove to push it all the way in. The pants prevented her and she contented herself with moving her finger in and out as I let my pee flow into her pants and down over her cunt as it had Toni’s before her. I looked up to see Toni watching, rubbing her soaking wet pants and then licking her fingers as she savoured the taste of my pee and the other mixed tastes from our previous encounters. Her eyes glowed with pleasure as she sucked and swallowed, scooped again and sucked and swallowed some more. “Davey, baby, I love you,” came Tanya’s voice. “I like this. So warm. So wet. Love you very much my baby.” And just for the briefest of moments, the very, very briefest of milliseconds, I saw the cloud that passed behind Toni’s eyes. I had finished and I rolled off Tanya. Lying beside her I looked at her. “I needed that.” “I know you did, my sweet. We all did. It was nice, and worth the wait.” She looked at Toni. “Love you for that idea Toni. Brilliant. That’s added to our list of pleasures.” And Toni looked at us both, and beamed, and her eyes shone even more brightly than before. She came to lie between Tanya and I. “If I’ve done that,” she said, “if I’ve managed to do something to add to your pleasures, something new, then I’m very, very happy.” And she hugged Tanya and then me. “You’re a sweetheart,” Tanya murmured to her, running her hand through Toni’s short hair and down her cheek. “A real sweetheart. And -” she gave me a brief glance with her eyebrow raised and I nodded, “ –we love you. Not like we love each other, but we love you too. Both of us.” Toni looked at Tanya, her big eyes wide, and there was love in her look and she turned her face and looked at me and there was still love in her eyes and she smiled, a warm, utterly peaceful and contented smile and she said, “And I love you too. Both of you. I love you Tanya for your kindness and cleverness and thoughtfulness and because you make sure I’m having pleasure from you both, and because you’re so happy with Dave, and I love you Dave because you’re thoughtful too and because you look after Tanya so well and because you love her so much but you make sure I have pleasure too, and you’re strong and kind and everything a man should be and you’re both so happy with each other and you’ve made me so happy too now and I love you both for it.” And she hugged us again.
We lay there, together, arms round one another or draped across our bodies and we were at peace and it was so nice and nobody had to touch anybody’s sex at all because it wasn’t necessary it was just right that we lay there together. And then Toni made to get up from the bed and said, “But now I must go to the bathroom.” And quick as a flash Tanya’s arms went round her and her hands pinned Toni’s upper arms to the bed so she had to stay flat on her back. “What!” Toni cried. “What are you doing? I have to go to the bathroom!” And Tanya remained quiet and watched her and Toni began to struggle against her and cried out. “Tanya! Let me go. I mean it! I’m not joking! Let me up!” I had no idea what this was all about and I got off the bed and stood looking down at them. Tanya moved to straddle Toni and now she was hopelessly pinned beneath Tanya, her arms still pinned flat. She heaved up but there was no way she was going to shift Tanya like that. Toni glared at her. “Tanya! Stop it! Now!” She struggled harder and writhed her body under Tanya as she tried to free herself. “Tanya! What is this?” Toni looked up at me. “Dave! Tell her!” I began to feel uncomfortable. “Tanya! I’m telling you I must get up and go to the bathroom!” “You’ve already been to the bathroom,” Tanya pointed out. “Not like that!” Toni said. “I mean I have to go to the bathroom, properly!” Tanya nodded. “Then go,” she told her. Toni writhed furiously. “Then let me up!” she screamed. I really didn’t like this. This wasn’t my Tanya. What the hell was she doing? After Toni’s earlier outburst of crying when we were both concerned I felt protective of Toni and this wasn’t nice for her. I really didn’t like this at all and said so. “Tanya. Enough,” I said firmly. “Let Toni up. If she wants to go and use the bathroom, let her.” Now it may seem that Tanya wears the trousers in our home and that she controls things, plans things and organises her and me the way she wants and that I just keep my mouth shut and let her get on with it, like a puppy letting its master organise its food, walks and its life. She does. And I do, but because I’m happy for her to be that way. It suits both of us and we’re both quite content that it works like that. She controls, plans and organises so well because she instinctively knows what I’ll like and what I won’t. So I don’t have to object or insist on my own way because her way suits me and her both, and we’re happy like that. But you know all that already. The point is, Tanya also knows very well that she doesn’t really wear the trousers at all. I let her, but if I really, really want something apposite to her idea, or if I really, really object to something, and believe me that is a very, very rare occurrence indeed, there is a tone in my voice which tells her immediately that I am wearing the trousers and that I mean what I say and that I am being masterful as a man should. This, as I say, is a rare thing, but Tanya always knows she doesn’t really control me or organise me and if she hears that tone in my voice she at once becomes submissive and gives way to me. She heard that tone now, and ignored it. Toni looked at me and gave a little satisfied nod, then looked at Tanya. “See! Now let me up!” “If you have to go to the bathroom, then go,” Tanya repeated. Toni stared at her and her big eyes grew enormous. “What! What’re you saying! You want me to go now? Here? In my pants?” Tanya nodded. And Toni struggled even more furiously and heaved and twisted. “Tanya! She needs to go. Let her up! Do as I say. Now!” And to my utter, utter amazement and incredulity, Tanya turned to look at me with a half smile on her face, and Toni stopped her struggling, looked at me with that sweet elfin face and gave me a huge wink and said, “All part of the plan, Stan!” I looked at them both, speechless. “Really Dave. It’s okay. Look.” And Tanya was still looking at me with that half smile as she lifted her hands to free Toni and Toni stayed exactly where she was. “See?” Toni said. “It really is okay.” “You’ve planned this between you!” I accused them. “You bloody little minxes! I can’t believe it.” And Toni giggled and looked at Tanya, and Tanya looked at me and realised that for once, just for once, she might have gone too far and she left Toni and came to me and threw her arms round me and hugged me but she couldn’t help but laugh at the expression on my face because she, they, had had me so completely and utterly and she said, “Oh, Davey, I’m really sorry but it was such fun to see your face. Yes, we had planned it. I admit. We thought it would be fun. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. We didn’t mean to hurt you or make you angry.” And she giggled at Toni, and Toni giggled some more. Bloody little minxes! I hugged my adorable little minx and said, “I’m not angry. Really I’m not. It was a clever trick and it totally fooled me. I was worried for Toni but I’m not angry. Really.” Maybe I was. At being fooled. Just a teeny bit. I kissed Tanya and held her face. “Bloody little minx! I’m not angry but I feel as if I ought to tan your backside!” “Oooo, yes please!” she squealed, but we don’t do that and she knew it. I looked at Toni. “Bloody little elfin minx,” I said. She wiped a laughter tear from her eye. “That was good!” she admitted with a grin. “I wasn’t at all sure I could keep a straight face and get away with it, but Tanya said yes you can, and I did.” And she started giggling all over again. “Come and join the game,” Tanya pleaded, kissing my lips and gazing into my eyes. “Please! Promise I’ll make it up to you later.” And she did. (But that’s another story.) Tanya led me back to the bed and brushed her hand across my hair and down my cheek. She looked searchingly at me and asked quietly, “You okay, Davey baby? You really okay now?” I nodded. “ I may get you back for that one day, y’know” I threatened. Tanya nodded seriously. “Perhaps I deserve it,” she said quietly. “We really didn’t think you’d be quite so -um- masterful about it. Have I spoilt things?” “No,” I told her. “No, you haven’t. But I wonder what else you’ve got planned between you?” I arched an eyebrow theatrically and looked them both, but neither replied. “I love you,” Tanya said then, resting her head on my chest as she does. “I love you so much. And I want you.” I stroked her hair and back, the way she likes. “We haven’t had a row, you know,” I said. “You just tricked me and I didn’t see it coming at all. It’s okay, my adorable little minx. It is okay, you know.” And it was. My few moments of annoyance had gone. “Well, anyway, I have to go to the bathroom,” Toni reminded us, and Tanya left me and leapt onto the bed and onto Toni and pinned her arms again and this time I joined in and put my head close to Toni’s and leered at her in my best evil voice, “But you’re not going to the bathroom. You’re going to stay here and do it in your pants!” And Toni struggled again and now I could see that her arms weren’t really pinned at all and she twisted and heaved under Tanya and she cried out, softly, “No! No! You must let me up! Please! I can’t do it in my pants! They’ll be full! And dirty! I mustn’t! It’s not right! Let me up! Please!” And Tanya grinned at me and leered at Toni herself. “No, my sweet. My lovely little Toni. You’re not getting up yet. We’ll keep you here until you’re empty!” And Toni squealed and struggled and pleaded and twisted. “No, no! I can’t! I mustn’t! I can’t fill my pants! Oh! Oh! No! I must go! It’s coming! I can’t hold it in any more! Let me up before it’s too late and I let it all go!” “Let it all go, little girl!” I leered. “Yes, let it all come out of you and fill your lovely wet pants!” leered Tanya. “To mix with the pee and the cum that’s already there!” I leered. And Toni’s squeal rose higher and she struggled some more and then a look of shock dawned on her face and she cried, “No! No! I can’t hold it!” Her eyes screwed up tight together and she repeated, “ I can’t hold it! It’s coming! It’s coming!” Tanya signalled me with her eyes and together we rolled Toni over and lifted her hips so that her tight, round little ass was in the air. Her head lay to one side and she stopped her fake struggles but kept on objecting as we positioned her. “No! No! This is so naughty! You mustn’t make me do this! I mustn’t do it in my pants and make them full and dirty but I can’t stop it! It wants to come out! I can feel it’s coming out now and oh! No! I mustn’t let it! No! Oh! Oh! Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Tanya and I had a hand each on her ass, mine down near her cunt and Tanya’s higher at the top of her crease. Toni’s last long cry was accompanied by a bulge appearing in the middle of her pants as she began to expel everything she had inside her. It was hot and soft and sticky and brown and it continued to fill and expand her pants as Tanya and I each revelled in the sight and feel of it as we cupped the bulge in our hands and massaged it higher and lower to cover all her ass cheeks. Toni was very, very full and more and more sticky brown stuff came from inside her and continued to fill her pants. Tanya and I spread it and shaped it and pushed it inside her pants and it began to fill her crotch so that it was hot against her cunt and she moaned and whispered ‘oh I’m filling my pants and it’s so nice and hot and sticky and I can feel it on my cunt.’ We felt her push as she extruded more and more. There was a huge amount and we were careful to keep it within her pants, filling every inch of the back of them and ensuring that it also filled them lower down in her crotch where it formed a separate, hot sticky bulge which I gently squashed against her cunt and clit. “Rrrrooooorrrrrrrr!” Toni whispered loudly as she felt it squeeze between her cunt lips, rub against her clit and into her love tunnel. “Ooooooo, that’s so nice! I want more! But I haven’t any more! That’s all I have.” “It’s wonderful and it’s enough for now,” Tanya cooed softly. “But you shall have more, sweet little Toni. You shall have more.” I was massaging Toni’s pants and shaping and pushing and making sure that I filled Toni’s cunt with as much of her brown stickiness as I possibly could. And each time I kneaded a little more into her she gave a little moan and pushed backwards against my hand to help. Tanya bent to kiss Toni’s lithe back and ran her tongue from her shoulderblades slowly and delicately down Toni’s spine. Toni gave a little shiver. Tanya continued until she reached the small of her back and then she left the bed and disappeared from my view. I took over, still playing with Toni’s full pants and filling her cunt and I licked her back and her ribs as I did. “Are you comfortable like that, Toni?” I whispered. She nodded her head. Then, softly, excitedly, “Are you going to fuck my ass again, Dave?” “Not now, my lovely little Toni,” I answered equally softly. “But I will. Tanya wants to fuck you.” Because I knew where my girl had gone. She’d gone for the strap-on with the latex cock that we have. “Tanya’s going to fuck my ass?” She was still excited at the thought. “No. She’s going to fill your cunt with her cock and fuck you.” “Mmmmmmm! Yes! I want it. I want to feel it!” I moved aside and waited as Tanya came to the bed and positioned herself at the foot of it. Gently she pushed at Toni’s hips and slid her further up the bed until she could kneel on it herself. Tanya had got rid of her manhole cover and now wore only her pink see through stretch pants. I thought it would be a good time to lose my skirt as well and it joined the growing pile of clothes on the floor. Tanya had pulled down the front of her pants and the cock stuck out from them. I’d seen it, and felt it, many times before, but now it looked huge. Tanya waited and looked at me. “Love you,” she said and her mouth puckered up. I stepped forward to her and kissed her tenderly. Tanya reached one hand out and stroked Toni’s back. “Love you, Toni,” she said. Toni wriggled a little and sighed comfortably. “Love you too, Tanya. I want to feel you fuck me now!” By way of answer Tanya knelt up on the bed behind her, holding the cock in one hand and moved forward so that it pressed against Toni’s ass, the tip pushing gently into the fabric and squashing the brown stickiness inside. Toni let out a soft ‘Mmmm!’ and Tanya moved the tip down, down, until she could push it under Toni’s crotch, rubbing it outside her pants against her cunt lips. “Mmmmm!” murmured Toni again. “Warm. Nice.” And I relaxed and watched as my wonderful sweet Tanya began to give the ultimate pleasure to Toni as she rubbed and stroked and played the tip of her cock around and across and under and everywhere except inside. I couldn’t resist and for a few minutes I gently stroked the inside of Toni’s thighs, my fingers trailing up and down and around too, across the top of the holdups and up to her groin and away again and the tip of the cock rubbed beneath her and Toni’s breath became a little faster and Tanya and I continued to arouse her and pleasure her for a while until each stroke of my fingers against her skin and each stroke or gentle probe of the cock against her made her take a short, sharp intake of breath and they began to grow a little louder and more frequent and we both knew she was ready to receive that luscious, sensual, ecstatic feeling of the cock sliding into her cunt. And now Tanya carefully eased away the edge of one leg of Toni’s pants and allowed the tip of her cock to rub Toni’s flesh, and Toni squirmed a little and made murmuring noises. Tanya explored gently with her cock until she found Toni’s cunt lips and poised with the cock just separating them. “Oh, I can feel you there!” Toni murmured. “It’s nice. I want you in me now!” And Tanya obliged, thrusting forward in one long, slow movement that sent her cock between Toni’s cunt lips and past her clit, and in, further, sliding slowly in Toni’s tight young love tunnel, sliding in her hot love juices and the warm brown sticky stuff that filled Toni’s cunt and as Tanya slid her cock further and further inside Toni there always seemed to be more left and Toni began to gasp ‘Oh! Oh! Yes! That’s it! Yes! Oh, it’s filling me!’ and Tanya went on easing her hips forward and the cock forward and finally it was completely inside Toni and Tanya’s mound was pressed up against Toni’s round ass and Toni gasped again and said ‘Yeeeeesssssss!’ Tanya paused and gazed down at Toni. Then she turned her head to look at me, mouthed ‘love you!’ and beckoned me with a flick of her head. I moved nearer to her and she kept one hand on Toni’s hip to steady her, and went for my cock with the other. And she began to fuck Toni, pulling out with a long, slow stroke almost leaving her cunt, but not quite, and then back in again with the same long slow stroke, and Toni gasped and went ‘aaaaahhhh’ and Tanya’s hand was cupping my balls and stroking my cock and I was getting hard because to see these two adorable girls enjoying their sex together and to feel my beloved Tanya’s hand wanking me gently was too much and I wanted to be part of this and moved round to stand behind Tanya and pulled down the top of her pants, down past her ass cheeks and lower until her rosebud was free and I aimed my cock there and Tanya spread her knees a little because she wanted me too and my cock found that lovely round hole and I slid inside her and then remained still and as Tanya pulled back with each stroke from Toni she slid onto my cock and as she moved forward into Toni she slid away from me and it was just electrifying to know that we were fucking each other this way. And Tanya began to move faster, sliding in and out of Toni’s cunt with long, even, fast strokes and onto my own cock with the same long strokes and Toni’s gasps became louder as she cried ‘Yes! Fuck me! It’s nice in there! It’s nice! Faster!’ and Tanya complied and began to pound Toni’s cunt and thrust herself back onto my cock and it was heavenly and now Tanya was breathing fast and beginning to gasp too and Toni was moaning in her throat and thrusting herself back onto Tanya’s cock each time and I used one hand to rub Tanya’s cunt through her pants as she moved her own body so that I was wanking her even as I fucked her ass and she moaned too but I was standing perfectly still and the girls were doing everything themselves and I sensed Toni’s body go rigid and I knew she was there and she let out a little scream of pure ecstasy as Tanya thrust at her very hard and again and once more and each thrust produced a little scream and then Toni came and I knew she’d shot her cum all over Tanya’s cock inside her and it mixed with the brown sticky stuff that was in her too and Tanya knew it and gasped and her body quivered as she had her own small orgasm at the feel of my cock in her ass and her cock in Toni’s cunt and Toni let out a huge gasp and scream together as she reached her peak and orgasmed but Tanya kept thrusting at her and Toni gasped again with each thrust and now I knew I was close too and I matched Tanya’s backwards movements and thrust into her myself beginning to pound at her lovely, wet, tight rosebud and Toni was building again and moaning and gasping and Tanya thrust at her cunt as hard as she could and Toni came again and the sound of her gasping ‘Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!’ with each of Tanya’s thrusts made me cum too and I felt my warm spunk gush from my cock and into my lovely Tanya’s ass and she pressed against me and moaned and Toni fell forward away from Tanya’s cock in exhaustion and collapsed face down on the bed and I gave one last thrust at Tanya and felt the last of my hot cum spurt into her and then I released her and we both joined Toni on the bed and the three of us lay there all gasping and heaving together in the throes of our triple orgasms.
Within a few moments Tanya had rolled onto her back and removed the strap-on, Throwing it aside she pulled at me with her hands until I was between her legs and she pushed my head down towards her cunt. I knew she wanted to be licked and sucked and I was delighted to oblige because I can stay there and lick and suck my adorable little Tanya for hours, and have done, and now I wanted to taste her love juice and her pee and I briefly aroused her again through her pants until she was stroking my head and pulling me into her and then I eased down the top of her pants and ran my tongue over her soft skin and she lifted herself slightly off the bed so that I could pull her pants down further and I stopped in pure shock and utter rapture because my wonderful girl, this beautiful, sexy, adorable creature that I loved so much and whose body I could enjoy and pleasure for hours had shaved herself at last and she was completely smooth and soft like Toni and there wasn’t a vestige of her soft downy hair anywhere and I loved it. I looked up to see her smiling at me, her eyes glowing with love and tenderness. “Told you I had a surprise for you,” she whispered. I couldn’t say anything. I just gazed at her and my heart went out to her because she does so much to please me and make me happy and her smile grew wider and she whispered,” Now suck me and lick me harder than you ever have before!” And I did. I pressed against those incredibly smooth soft cunt lips and I licked and kissed and I sucked and slurped and her juices ran and my tongue was making her wet all around her cunt and inside it too, mixing with her juice and she began to writhe and murmur and pressed herself onto my tongue and it was absolute heaven, it was ecstasy to feel that smooth skin and flesh against my lips and tongue and I thrust my tongue into her and licked and flicked at her clit with every ounce of strength my muscles could produce and I sucked at her juice and tasted it and swallowed her warm nectar and knew I wanted to stay there for hours and hours and Toni was forgotten in the thrill of sucking my beloved Tanya and hearing and feeling her pleasure build as she moaned and writhed and thrust against my lips and there was so much juice and it flooded from her and soaked my face and it was heavenly to feel it and taste it and Tanya gasped and gasped again and arched up and cried out ‘Daaaavey! Baby! Baby! Baby! Oh Davey!’ and her hands roved around my head and my neck and I couldn’t believe it but there was even more of her cum coming from inside that deliciously wet warm smooth cunt and on me as I licked and sucked at her clit and my tongue revelled in it and I licked and sucked and drank and didn’t stop until I’d recovered every drop I could and Tanya was lying back and making little moaning noises as she enjoyed my tongue around her cunt lips and her thighs collecting her cum from them. Whatever it is, it works. “I don’t care --” Tanya said, gasping from her orgasm, looking straight up at the ceiling, “—how bloody good the orgasms are --- I am not waiting to feel your tongue in me like that again --- for ten fucking days, ever! I love you, Davey baby.” We lay together, content and sated. I glanced at Toni and saw that she was dozing peacefully, her head turned to one side on the pillow, her short, boyish hair framing that delicate elfin face, her lips parted slightly and her breathing light and even. I turned to look at Tanya and our eyes met. She glanced at Toni herself and smiled at her, a tender, caring, loving smile and then she looked back at me and we kissed each other’s lips, and again and again, and there was no sex there, it was love, pure and simple and fulfilled and absolute as we stroked each other’s faces and looked into each other’s eyes and kissed and spoke not one word. Toni moved slightly next to me and I looked and saw she’d opened her eyes. It took a moment for her to focus, and then she shuffled herself upright onto the pillows. “Sorry,” she said sleepily. “I didn’t want to doze off. But I’m so fucked.” She giggled at us. “I’m fucked! I’m fucked, and it’s lovely!” She rubbed her eyes. “Best sleep in the world,” Tanya assured her. “Purest, deepest, most restful sleep there is, when you’re fucked.” “Well, I’m awake now!” Toni said. “What have I missed?” “Davey gave me a good licking,” Tanya said with her impish smile. “Soaked me. Feel me.” And she reached across me and took Toni’s hand and placed it between her legs. “Ooo, lovely and wet,” Toni agreed. She glanced down at her own wet and dirty pants. “Like me. But I’m full in my pussy, as well as wet.” “Oh, I will be too,” Tanya said airily. “The night is yet young.” Actually, it wasn’t. It was quite late, but none of us cared. “Then it must be time for me to do something,” Toni said, glancing at me. “Can I use the strap-on, Tanya?” My girl rolled her eyes heavenwards, tutted, then rolled right over me to lie beside Toni. She took her face in both hands, her nose inches from Toni’s and she growled in her best parental voice, “I told you, don’t ask! I told you, you adorable little creature, with your big eyes and your lovely body and your gorgeous wet, full pussy, I told you, don’t ask!” She rubbed Toni’s nose with her own, kissed her lips and then continued in the same joking growl, “Take the strap-on, do what you want with it, fuck me, fuck Davey, do exactly what you want to whoever you want, but don’t ask!” And she slipped her hands round Toni’s neck and pulled her head forward, resting cheek to cheek with Toni. She kissed her tenderly on one cheek and let Toni go. “Now be off with you my girl!” she growled, smiling. “Take your lovely breasts, your lithe body, your big round eyes, your tight round ass and your wonderful wet cunt full of your own brown stuff and your pee and your cum, and do whatever you want whenever you want and to whom, but do not ask again!” And Toni looked at her and said submissively, “Yes mummy,” and both girls laughed and hugged each other and kissed and Tanya felt around for the strap-on and handed it to her. Toni held it for a moment, gazing at me with warmth in her eyes. She left the bed, fitted the toy on over her pants and stood looking down at me, her hands on her hips. She did that delightful lady-of the-manor thing again. “Dave, I have need of exercise. Your services are required immediately.” “Yes, ma’am.” “I’m desirous of discovering for myself, purely in the interests of propriety, you understand, some details of these carnal pleasures of which the servants constantly speak and word of which has drifted up from the scullery to my chaste ears.” Tanya was grinning and silently clapping her hands together. “It will therefore be necessary for me to use this, um- um- “ she gestured at the latex cock – “Cock, ma’am,” I supplied helpfully. “Yes. This um – cock upon your person. Do you understand?” “Certainly ma’am. Anything I can do to oblige your ladyship will be a pleasure.” “Hmmmphh! Well, as you are of the male persuasion and therefore deficient in the area generally associated, so I am led to believe, with this um—cock, I shall have no alternative but to use the only available area in which I believe this appendage will fit.” Tanya was rolling about, her eyes screwed up and shaking with silent laughter. “Brilliant!” she murmured “Just brilliant!” “What is the name commonly used to describe that area?” “The ass, ma’am.” “And how does one describe, in the politest of company of course, the action when using the appendage?” “In the politest of company, ma’am? Fucking.” And Tanya burst out in gales of laughter and rolled around, the tears streaming from her eyes, hammering her fists on the bed and Toni couldn’t keep a straight face either and her lips pursed as she tried not to laugh but it was no good and she had to look away as her shoulders shook. “Oh, I love it! I love it!” Tanya could hardly get the words out. Toni had recovered and faced me again sternly. “Fucking. Yes. Cock, ass, fucking.” “If I may be permitted ma’am, the correct sequence for that would be, cock fucking ass.” “Yes. Well, thank you Dave. I shall remember that for the ladies at our next musical soiree ---” And Tanya collapsed in hysterics and I cracked up too and that set Toni off and she lost it completely and had to sit on the bed, her shoulders heaving with laughter and her hands covering her face. “I can’t go on!” she laughed. “I ‘ve lost it now.” Tanya was wiping her eyes with her fingers, still laughing. “Oh, that was good!” she said. “That was just so clever! Toni, you’re brilliant! You’re an angel.” Toni shook her head, grinning broadly at us. “Sorry. It’s gone. I wanted to do some more but I know I’d never be able to keep a straight face now.” “Shame,” I said. “I was enjoying that too.” “Maybe I’ll try again later,” said Toni. “But right now I want to fuck your ass.” And my girl got up from the bed and gave her eyes a last wipe and still grinning, said, “I’m going to fetch some more beers. Start without me.” Toni lay beside me. “As I sat on the bed just now I felt some more of my full pants squash into my cunt again, Dave. I do wish I could feel your cock in there with it.” She held up a hand to forestall me. “I know, I know, I’m only saying.” She planted a kiss on my lips and looked at me with the same devilish smile that I see on Tanya sometimes. “Maybe if I fuck your ass you’ll need to fill your pants, Dave.” She paused and kissed me again. “That would be nice. I’d like to see that and feel it, the way you and Tanya felt me when I did it.” “The world will be your oyster,” I said softly, “and your wishes will be our commands.” “Oh, you’re so sweet!” she squealed, and kissed me hard, her tongue forcing into my mouth. Then she resumed her former position, her face close to mine, her eyes shining and she said, “Roll over, you lovely man. Give me your ass.” And I did and she knelt behind me and pulled down the waist of my pants. “Have to keep these on for later,” she murmured, and chuckled. I felt the tip of her cock probing between my cheeks as she sought the entrance to my man-cunt. The cock pushed against me and she spread my cheeks a little. She probed again and then she was in, sliding into me and holding my hips to balance herself. “Ooohhh!” she murmured. “I like it! It’s like being a man, being behind you and pushing my cock into you, in and out, sliding into your hole.” She fell silent for a moment, and there was wonder in her voice as she murmured again. “I’m fucking you Dave. I’m fucking you. My cock is in your ass hole and –” She fell silent again and I could see down the length of the bed and my own body that Tanya had silently returned and her hand was between Toni’s legs as she massaged the brown bulge that was still there in her pants and she felt for Toni’s cunt clips and clit through the fabric and the brown sticky bulge and she found the magic place because Toni’s head went back and her eyes were closed and she stroked backwards and forwards sliding her cock in and out of me slowly and gently and she murmured dreamily, “I’m fucking your lovely ass Dave, and it’s nice to be like the man for once, fucking, and I can feel Tanya’s fingers in my cunt, wanking me and I’m a girl too so I’m both now and I wish my cock could cum in you Dave but it’s nice to fuck you and I’m going to cum myself now and do it harder Tanya, my lovely Tanya, you’re making me cum again and it’s coming now and I love you Tanya and I love you Dave and oooooooohhhhhhhh!” and she withdrew the cock from me and fell onto my back and hips as she came. I lowered myself onto the bed and she stayed where she was, lying on my back and clinging to me round my waist. It was a strangely quiet and subdued orgasm compared to her earlier ones. She murmured dreamily again as she lay on me, the cock pressing into my back a little under her weight. “Oh that was nice. That was such a nice climax!” “Toni,” I ventured softly, “I love the feel of your warm body on mine and I don’t want to disturb you but your cock is still hard and its not in me, its on me and --” And she scrambled off me, saying “Sorry, sorry, it’s so nice to lie on you Dave. I just wanted to stay there.” Tanya deftly removed the strap-on from her and smiled. “Then lie on him, sweet Toni. Lie on him and enjoy him.” But I had rolled onto my back by now, and Toni snuggled her body against me and pressed it hard and rested her head on my chest and she said in that dreamy voice, “I could lie here for hours, just doing nothing. I love being next to you, Dave.” And I looked at Tanya, wondering how she would take that and the fact that Toni was lying in her own favourite position and she was smiling at Toni and bent to kiss her body, working her way up her ribs and sides, pausing to kiss the breast that lay against me and then to her cheek and she murmured softly “And he likes being next to you, sweet little Toni-girl. He likes the feel of your warm skin on him, the feel of your head on his chest, the pressure of your breast against him and the sensation of your warm cunt on his thigh. So lie, and enjoy.” ( She’s just so amazing and I love her so much.) “And I love the feel of you next to me, too,” whispered my girl very softly into Toni’s ear. Toni opened an eye and gazed at her. “Do you know,” she murmured, “that climax I just had was different to all the others.” “Not every one can be an all-time high.” Tanya spoke quietly to her, stroking her short boyish hair and her cheek. “Sometimes they’re like that, sometimes they’re simply wonderful.” “That was a wonderful one,” Toni murmured thoughtfully. “And I know why.” Tanya waited, still caressing Toni gently. And I waited, perfectly content to listen to these two wonderful girls, these two adorable creatures, talking together and sharing their innermost thoughts and feelings in front of me, and my heart went out to both of them and I felt honoured that they would do that. “And why was it a wonderful one, my darling little Toni,” asked Tanya in her soft and loving whisper. “Do you want to say, or is it something to keep close to your heart, a secret for lovely little Toni-girl to treasure forever?” “It will be my secret,” agreed Toni dreamily, “to treasure forever in my heart, but only a secret from other people, not from you two.” She continued in that dreamy fashion. “It wasn’t electrifying, that orgasm. It wasn’t even ecstatic. It was simply wonderful because it wasn’t an orgasm of sex.” Tanya was beginning to nod her head gently. “It was a wonderful climax,” Toni went on, “because it was a warm climax, a contented climax, a slow, languorous, full climax, because it was a climax of love.” Tanya was still nodding and she bent down once again and murmured oh-so-softly into Toni’s ear, “I know it was, my sweet darling, my lovely little Toni. I know exactly that it was one of love and not sex, and they can often be the best kind of orgasm you can have.” Toni shifted her head slightly so that she could look at Tanya. “You know what I’m saying?” she asked her. “I know,” Tanya murmured. “I know.” And Toni moved to look at me and then back at my girl, and she said, quietly and simply, “I love you. I love you Tanya. I love you Dave. I’ve known you only a few hours, but I love you both from deep in my heart. Not because of the sex. Oh no. Not because of the fun and the wet and the orgasms. Oh no. Because of the people you are. Because of the feelings you’ve shown me. Because of the care, and the love you’ve shown me. And because I can look in your eyes Tanya, and in yours Dave, and I can see that your whole life is love, and that makes me love you both.” She was quiet for a few moments, then she said, “I really do love you both very much, but that is a secret that will stay locked right in the middle of my heart.” There was a silence. I didn’t want to break it for fear of spoiling the warm, contented feeling that drifted gently around us all. I was sure Tanya felt as I did since she remained quiet and just gently stroked and caressed Toni all the while. “I hope I haven’t upset you or made you angry,” Toni said in a small voice. Tanya looked at me silently but her eyes signalled me to answer. “You haven’t,” I told Toni, in a quiet and gentle voice. “Not Tanya, and not me. We’re not upset and neither are we angry. Why should we be? You’ve just said some wonderful things about us, to us. Why do you think we could be upset or angry?” “I thought - - I thought maybe Tanya would think I was trying to muscle in on her man --” And Tanya reached for her and heaved Toni bodily off my chest and cuddled the top half of her in her arms and rocked back and forth like you would rock a baby and stroked her head and her neck and squeezed her tight and Toni’s head was on her shoulder and without looking at me she said, “And maybe Dave would think I was trying to take him away from you- -” “No, no, no, no, no,” Tanya crooned, rocking her. “Toni, Toni, Toni.” And I saw a tear glistening in the corner of her eye. I sat up on the bed and moved to face Toni as her head, resting on Tanya’s shoulder as she rocked her back and forth gently, moved closer to me and away, closer and away again. She raised her eyes and looked at me. “You lovely adorable little girl,” I said softly. “You could not do that. We’re both delighted, we’re flattered, we’re honoured, we’re all the nice adjectives you can think of, that you’ve said those things to us but there’s no way you could do that to either of us.” “I know it,” Toni answered me. “I know it and I would never, never want to do that. But I was afraid you two, or one of you, might think it.” “Never,” I replied. I cupped her face in my hands as she came near to me and Tanya had to stop rocking as I was holding Toni fast. “We---love—you,” I said, saying each word clearly and slowly and looking deep into her eyes. “We both love you.” I liked the nickname that Tanya had called her earlier and I used it again now. “You are our little Toni-girl. You are adorable, lovely, loving, you’re a pleasure to be with. You make us laugh, and in all the world there is no better thing than shared laughter. You have shown us the same care, the same thoughtfulness, the same love, that you have had from us. You are special, you are deep in our hearts, and you will remain there.” And Toni reached forward impulsively and Tanya let her go and Toni threw her arms round me and buried her head in my neck and she said very softly “I love you. I love you.”
* * * * * * * * * * * *
We had a short rest again, returning to the food, or what was left of it, drinking our beers and reminiscing about the hours we had already spent together. Toni tried to start her-ladyship again but Tanya had a mouthful of food and waved her hand frantically at Toni to stop as she tried to laugh and eat at the same time. And eventually the only thing left on the tray was the huge raspberry gateau. “Who wants a piece?” Tanya asked. “I do,” I said. “I’m full,” Toni said and then let out one of her delightful giggles. “Both ends.” So Tanya cut a huge slice of the gateau, laid it on a plate then cut an inch from the tip of the slice, collected it on a fork and presented it to my lips. “There you are,” she offered, and I dutifully took the morsel from her fork. “Is that all I get?” I enquired peevishly. “Oh no, you get the lot,” Tanya grinned, and she used her fingers to scoop half the remaining slice into her hand and then offered the plate to Toni. Tanya reached for my pants, pulled the waist away from my skin and dumped the gateau from her hand into my pants. She wiped the cream and fruit from her fingers onto my skin and held the pants open for Toni, who followed suit. Tanya let the elastic spring back into place. It was cool and soft and squelchy and squashy and the girls mashed it into my skin and down over my cock. “Nothing like a bit of spice to improve the flavour of food,” Tanya grinned and knelt in front of me. Again she pulled my pants away from me and nuzzled her head against me, searching for my cock amidst the huge mound of sticky, creamy goo that bulged in my pants. She slurped at the cake, found my cock and took it in her mouth, sucking the gateau from it. My cock was dozing but it began to wake at the feel of her mouth round it. Satisfied, she removed her head, her mouth and cheeks covered with gateau. She looked up at Toni. “Sure you don’t want some?” “Well, if it’s spiced like that I may well be able to manage some,” Toni agreed and the girls changed places and Toni knelt in front of me and took her turn at nuzzling into me, and the cake, and sucking at my cock, now half awake and gaining full consciousness rapidly. Tanya used her own pants to wipe the last vestiges of cake from her fingers. Toni stood and licked her lips, her face covered with cream and squashed fruit. “Lovely!” she agreed. “Nice cake!” “You’ve both got cream on your noses,” I pointed out. The girls looked at each other. “So we have,” they agreed and Tanya pointed to her love mound. “There,” she said to Toni, and lay back on the bed, opened her legs and waited. Toni moved to her and nuzzled her face against Tanya’s stomach, wiping her cheeks against them and cleaning her face against Tanya’s pants. The girls rolled over each other and Tanya did the same, leaving white and pink streaks of cream and fruit against Toni’s own soft pants, and mixing with the traces of her brown stuff that lay within. Toni gave a little yawn. “Ooo, sorry,” she said. “I’m not used to such mammoth sessions. I’m not really tired.” “Well,” Tanya told her, “there’s one thing I haven’t had yet and I want it very much, so you could have a little rest for a while if you want.” And she looked up at me and I knew what she meant and I wanted it too and Toni looked from me to her and smiled and said, “You want your Dave. I’m going to watch.” And Tanya rolled onto her back and held out both arms wide to me. Her eyes glowed, tenderly, as they silently begged me to come to her. Toni moved aside and lay propped on one elbow watching us. I moved to Tanya and lay on top of her, gazing into her eyes. They spoke volumes to me, telling me of her love, her tenderness, and that she wanted me inside her, and that she was happy, and contented, and that she was glad we had done this thing with three people and I was glad too and I gently kissed her nose and then her lips because her eyes had told me that she wanted me inside her but she didn’t want sex she wanted my love. And there was no foreplay, there was no caressing or kissing or licking or sucking. She opened her legs wide and I just pulled aside her pants gently and explored with my cock to find her cunt lips and then her clit and the tip rubbed against it gently and her eyes glowed even more and I entered her, slowly, gently until I was fully inside her and I began to love my sweet, adorable so special Tanya with long, gentle, full strokes, moving my hips so that she could feel every inch of me within her and I continued those long, slow, gentle strokes because I wasn’t fucking her I was loving her and I wanted it to take a long time, a very long time because we had done this many times, countless times before, and the sex was good but the loving was always a hundred times better and I knew if I aroused her slowly with my love her climax would be tremendous and now I wanted that for her, very much. And she smiled and kissed me gently and let her eyes close as my cock continued to pleasure her, slowly, slowly, gently and I could feel the coolness of the cake on her against my skin and I could feel the softness of her smooth, smooth love mound against me too and the wetness within her as her love juices flowed and I felt an incredibly warm feeling in me as I gazed at her because it was love and not sex and I knew she felt the same and I wanted us to be in this position and to move together this way forever but I wanted her to explode in a frenzy of pleasure and excitement and love too but not yet, not yet, and our love went on and on and it was just so beautiful to give so much pleasure to my girl this way and I was careful to control myself absolutely because nothing must spoil this time, this loving, and now her lips were open a little and she was breathing through them and her gentle thrusts against me as we loved became a little more insistent and harder but it wasn’t time yet and this must go on longer still and I wouldn’t allow myself to become faster and stronger but continued to love her in that same slow, gentle way and her lips were open more and she breathed ‘Davey, my baby, my Davey,’ and now her words spoke volumes as her eyes had done and still I moved inside her in that same way and I knew she was building but oh-so slowly and that is what I wanted for her and how it should be and her hands rubbed my back and her fingers curled into me as her body responded to mine and her pleasure mounted, and she stroked my hair and my neck and my back and her fingers gripped me again, harder and more insistently and her hands stroked my back down to my ass and she began to pull me into her but it still wasn’t time, not yet, and I wouldn’t allow it and continued my slow, gentle strokes within her and now her breath was coming harder and faster and her hips rose to meet mine urging me to move harder and faster as her pleasure neared the point of no return but I wouldn’t do it and continued to build her pleasure the way I wanted, slowly and gently and her hands gripped my neck and pulled my head down beside hers on the pillow and she breathed ‘Davey, my darling, my sweet baby, oh I love you, I love you, I love you so much’ and she was gripping my neck so hard and pulling my head against hers and now I knew it wouldn’t be long as each breath was a gentle ‘uh’ sound and I stopped briefly, almost outside her and she breathed another ‘uh’ and then I moved inside her again, slowly, slowly, and her body began to tremble beneath me and I stopped again, just for a second and again she let out a little moan and her body shivered against mine and I knew that her climax had started deep, deep within her and that it was growing and building and that’s why she was shivering and trembling but it must take a long time and I still wouldn’t move fast within her and I wasn’t conscious of my own orgasm at all because my thoughts were only to give my girl the ultimate climax, the biggest, the longest, the highest, the most electrifying pleasure I had ever given her and this was so important and I continued the same way loving her with my body and my heart and my soul and then she was squeezing me so hard it hurt and her fingers dug into my back and her body lifted against mine and she drew in a huge breath and held it and her body went still for a moment and then she let out her breath and screamed ‘Davey! Davey!’ and her body was absolutely rigid against me and the rest of her breathing was just ‘Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!’ one after another and they continued for a long time and that is what I wanted for her and now I felt my own orgasm beginning and I was content to let it happen and only now as her own climax just passed its peak and her body began to soften and relax against me did I move inside her a little harder and more insistently as I felt my physical love start its travel and she stiffened against me once more and cried out ‘I love you!’ as my stronger movements re-ignited her own fire and her body was totally rigid against me again and she quivered and her fingers hurt as they dug into me so hard and she drew in a huge breath as if she was nearly drowning and then let it out in a long, long cry of ‘Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!’ as my love gushed into her and she felt it and it fused with her own pleasure and that’s what it was she was almost drowning in pleasure and excitement and orgasm and that’s what I wanted for her and I felt an ache in my heart because I wanted this moment, her orgasm, to last forever too as she trembled and shook and gasped for air but there would be others, there would be more, and I waited, my own climax finished as she just remained rigid with her back slightly arched beneath me and her breaths gasping as she held onto me and time passed and slowly, slowly her body softened and she relaxed onto the bed but her eyes were still shut and her breathing fast and she wouldn’t let me go but gripped me with her hands and fingers as if life itself depended on it. I became conscious of Toni lying beside us, the room and everything that had faded into nothingness during that long, long, but-oh-so-brief time when my whole being had been focussed on my beloved little Tanya. Gradually her fingers eased their grip and pressure on my back. She let one hand fall to her side and caressed me with the other. “My baby,” she murmured. “My baby. Oh God. My Davey baby.” I moved to one side, opposite from Toni, and lay beside Tanya, my arm resting across her and my fingers softly stroking her ribs. Toni was watching us, a smile, slightly tinged with sadness, on her face. “How beautiful!” she whispered. “I’ve just watched you making love. Just beautiful!” She paused. “How I wish that someone would love me that way,” she finished wistfully. Tanya still had her eyes closed and she felt with her free arm, found Toni’s hand and their fingers entwined as Tanya squeezed her hand and held it. “One day,” she murmured breathlessly. “You’ll see. One day.” But I knew she was being kind to Toni because if Toni ever found a man, or a girl, with whom she could share a love as absolute as Tanya’s and mine, she would indeed be a very, very lucky girl. And Toni knew it too, because she gave a very slight shake of her boyish head which Tanya didn’t see. But I did. We lay like that for while, not moving, not speaking, just relaxing and enjoying the sensation of being together, of shared contentment, of shared pleasure. I looked at Tanya. Her breathing was regular and even and I realised she had fallen fast asleep. Toni put a hand to her mouth and yawned again. I motioned with my head, not wanting to wake my adorable girl. “In that drawer,” I whispered. “Duvet.” And Toni nodded and carefully left the bed, fetched the duvet and gently laid it across us. She came round to the other side of the bed and carefully crept under it herself, snuggling gently against me, her knees against the back of my own, her soft mound against my ass and her head against my shoulders. “Rest,” I murmured and I felt her nod and yawn again. I gazed at my girl, sleeping peacefully. My gaze turned to the window. Dawn’s early light was filtering through it, the trees beyond faintly visible as ghostly shapes. A bird sang somewhere. Tanya breathed peacefully and I heard Toni’s own breathing fall into an even, regular pattern. Life was very, very much alright. I closed my eyes and we slept. * * * * * * * * * * * * I was awakened by the feel of someone nuzzling my stomach and my cock. I knew it was Tanya because she often wakes me this way, whether it be morning, noon or night. Sometimes she’ll kiss me on the lips or face or chest but her favourite way is to go down on me and kiss and nuzzle my cock until I awake. So I didn’t even bother to open an eye. I just reached for her head and stroked her long, thick tresses as they lay across me. “’Morning,” I murmured. She stopped her movements now that I was awake and I felt her slide up to my chest. “’Morning, sleepyhead,” she said. “It isn’t though.” “Isn’t what?” “Morning. It’s nearly two o’clock.” I opened my eyes and saw her face, her tousled hair falling either side of it as she watched me with a huge grin. She nodded. “Really.” “Come here,” I commanded. She moved further up my body and poised her head over mine. My hands went round her back and I pulled her to me, kissing her softly and lovingly, those wonderful thick locks draping my own face as we greeted a new day. We always wake each other like this, in some way or other. No sex, no excitement or arousal, just the shared joy of being together, waking to each other and loving each other. “Breakfast?” Tanya suggested. “That would be nice,” I agreed. Tanya turned to look at Toni, then motioned me with a twitch of her head to look myself. Toni had turned over and was sleeping with her back to me, only one cheek and her boyish hair visible on the pillow as she cuddled under the duvet, her brown right arm thrown carelessly over her shoulder. “Sweet little thing,” Tanya murmured, then looked at me and grinned. “That’s the trouble. No stamina, these youngsters.” I nodded sagely, and Tanya carefully rolled off me and got out of bed. “Stay there,” she whispered. “I’ll let you know when it’s ready. Let her sleep.” “I’m not asleep,” came a sleepy voice. “I woke as soon as you started sucking him. And I’ve got plenty of stamina but you two have fucked me so completely I just didn’t want to move.” And we laughed and Tanya gave a her a gentle good morning kiss and asked again, “Breakfast?” and Toni nodded and stretched, like a lithe young cat. Tanya disappeared into the kitchen and Toni yawned, stretched again and I sensed her skin and muscles and bones and tendons stretching with her and she was so young and luscious and I wanted her. She rolled over to look at me and smiled. She ran a hand down my cheek. “’Morning,” she said. “Afternoon rather.” “Nice sleep?” “Lovely,” she purred. She smiled again. “Best sleep you can have…….” I reached under the duvet and gently caressed one breast and then the other. The very feel of her against my hands and the sensation of her soft warm breath on my face was enough to make me hard, and she sensed it and smiled again and took my cock in her hand. “God, I want you,” she whispered, her eyes big and wide and staring at me. I shook my head. “Then let me rub myself on you,” she pleaded, and she suddenly threw back the duvet so it slid to he floor, rolled over to straddle me and pressed her crotch down hard onto me. Her pants had dried from the night’s fun, but they were moist now from the effects of her deep natural sleep and she began to thrust her hips backwards and forwards, rubbing her cunt and clit along the length of my erect cock. Her eyes were alight with excitement as she wanked herself furiously on me, then she paused, lifted herself and quickly freed my cock from my pants, lowering herself back onto its length all in one smooth movement. I could feel the remains of her brown stuff, still soft and sticky and squashy inside her pants and as she began to breathe through her open mouth I felt the flow of her love juice as it soaked into the brown stuff, her pants and onto my cock, making it even easier for her to rub herself. “Let me feel it on me!” she pleaded, gasping. “Please!” And quick as a flash she’d moved again, pulled aside the leg of her pants and pressed her wet cunt back down onto me, bareback. She rubbed herself once, twice, three times, and on that third stroke the tip of my cock caught her clit, and she wriggled and trapped it and I was inside, inside her cunt. She came then with a loud gasp and a flood of her juice, even as I used both arms to lift her clear of me, and I came too, shooting my cum straight up and onto her cunt, now an inch above me as I held her aloft. “No!” I whispered. “No Toni! You know that’s not on!” “Oh, but nice!” she gasped. “Just that moment! Just to feel you, to know you were in me, just for that second or two, made me cum instantly.” And as I lifted her clear of my body and clear of my cock, I felt a cold tingle, a creeping on my spine which I had never felt since the day I met my Tanya, as I suddenly saw that she was standing at the bedroom door, watching us. Her face was expressionless. Time froze. Strange expression, but true. Time never actually freezes, of course, The seconds, the minutes tick away, but as the three of us were then, at that moment, time froze for us. Nobody moved, nobody spoke. I held Toni above me, her head turned to look over her own shoulder as she too had sensed the presence of my girl in the room. I felt her cunt drip her juice and my cum back onto my cock. And Tanya’s eyes followed the drip as she watched it fall. And then she left the door and began to walk towards the bed, her face still composed and expressionless. I desperately tried to read her eyes but they were just as devoid of expression as her face. She stopped beside us and looked at Toni, then at me. And for the first time since the day I had met this wonderful, adorable, lovable girl, months before, I wanted to cringe away from her. I had to let Toni down because my arms were aching and I rolled her away from Tanya onto the other side of the bed. We both lay, looking up at her, silent. She sat on the bed, her back to us, staring at the wall. “I came to ask,” she said quietly, “how you wanted your eggs.” We both knew that now this was a rhetorical question, a comment, an avoidance of the truth, and neither Toni nor I breathed a word. Tanya continued to stare at the wall. “I’ve made a mistake,” she finally said. “I’ve made a terrible mistake.” And I went cold, literally cold on my body at her words. I still had no idea what I could possibly say to her that would help, that would be right, and hearing her voice, different to any voice I had ever heard her use, made it worse. This voice was flat, dispassionate, as devoid of any expression as her face and her eyes. “When I set this weekend up,” she continued, still staring straight at the wall and in that same, flat voice, “I had no real idea of how it would turn out. I knew what I wanted, for me and for Davey. I knew it would be difficult to find the right person. When we discussed the idea, Davey pointed out that if the person was a man, he would not be happy about him being inside me and that there was a danger that a man could lose control and attack me, force himself on me, and maybe Davey wouldn’t be able to stop him. I thought about that and decided that if the person was female, that likelihood was virtually eliminated.” She fell silent. Toni started to reach out an arm towards her but I stopped her immediately. I didn’t know whether touching Tanya would help, or whether it would make things ten times worse. But I wasn’t going to risk any chance of that. I pushed Toni’s arm away as it reached across me. “It never occurred to me,” Tanya said, “that a female might force Davey to do something he didn’t want.” And Toni let her arm fall, and turned her head to face away from me and I felt sorry because I knew she was feeling the most horrendous guilt. Tanya went on, flat, not moving a muscle as she sat on the bed with her back to us. She wasn’t talking to me, she wasn’t talking to Toni. She was talking to herself. “I knew that there were so many factors that had to be right for this to work. When Toni contacted me we exchanged emails and I had to find out all about her. I discovered she had no real knowledge of this sort of thing. I knew she was young, inexperienced, had never done the things that Davey and I do. We spoke on the phone, and I told her about our pleasures, our activities, how we like wet and dirty sex. I thought fine, if this shocks her, horrifies her, she’s the wrong girl. But it didn’t. It excited her, she wanted to try all those things she never had before. But I still wanted to be sure, and I told her it would be no good if she suddenly objected to something, wouldn’t do something, wouldn’t let us do something with her, to her. If that happened, it would spoil the weekend completely for me and for Davey and I wouldn’t let that happen. She had to feel completely and totally uninhibited if she came to us. In the end I was convinced that she meant what she said and that she had the right personality, the right frame of mind, to join us for a weekend.” Her shoulders lifted and fell as she shrugged. “But that was only half the battle. I had to meet her, face to face, see her, talk with her, and I had to know what she looked like. She described herself to me on the phone but she might have been exaggerating. So I had to see her to be sure that she looked even half attractive.” Toni rolled completely away from me and lay with her back to me, facing the other wall. “And of course,” Tanya went on, more quietly, “she was a looker. She was a babe. And I knew Davey would think so too. I knew he would love her body, her tan, her short hair. And her personality. After talking with her for a while I knew she was the right person. So we discussed what we might do all the weekend, and it was a chance to talk nitty-gritty, to describe exactly what type of sex the three of us could enjoy together. It was another chance for Toni to back out. She didn’t know me from Adam and she hadn’t met Davey, so it wouldn’t have mattered. But she didn’t back out. Quite the opposite.” Tanya sighed deeply. “Because of what Davey had warned about if a man came to us, I made a rule, a taboo, that no way was there going to be normal, full sexual intercourse between Toni and him. Anything else was fine, but I did not want him inside another girl, the same as he didn’t want another man in me. I’d told Davey this and I told Toni on the phone and again at our meeting. She promised it wouldn’t happen and I knew I could trust Davey. I was convinced she was the right person and we set a date.” Toni drew her legs up and lay in a foetal position on the bed. “But I made a mistake,” Tanya said again and I felt and sensed and almost saw Toni cringe on the bed. “I thought this weekend would be a time of three people sharing their bodies, their sex. I thought it would be fun, sexy, enjoyable, and it has been, as three people sampled the delights of each other’s bodies. What I hadn’t considered, I don’t think anyone considered, was that feelings might become involved. Might become an integral part of the weekend.” She fell silent for a moment and straightened her back. “I came to love Toni,” she went on in the same dispassionate way, speaking to herself as if examining her own thoughts, “I came to love her in a quite different way to the way I love Davey. And he came to love her too, a lot, but again, quite differently to the way he loves me. And I hadn’t bargained on any of that. But most of all, I hadn’t bargained on Toni.” I risked a direct look at her as Tanya couldn’t see what I was doing. Toni still lay in the same foetal way, her knees drawn up tightly against her stomach. And now her hands moved to cover her face as if in shame, and partly her ears, as if she didn’t want to hear what Tanya was saying. “I thought,” Tanya continued, “that Toni would spend this weekend learning. Enjoying yes, but finally experiencing the things she’d thought about, dreamed of trying. And that Davey and I would give her excitement and pleasure and orgasms galore, and she would probably do that to us, too, and that it would be a totally sexy, debauched, but uninvolved weekend.” She paused yet again and then with another sigh said, “What I hadn’t bargained on, in my wildest imagination, is that Toni might have feelings for us. That she might be such a nice, uncomplicated, open minded person that she would develop deep feelings for us and that the weekend would become a weekend not just of rampant, almost clinical, sex, but that it would become a time of warmth, of deep feelings, of love. Reciprocal love between three people, each knowing that the other two loved them. It didn’t matter how they loved, or how much, or if it was more or less than another person. It was just that three people who had come together to have sex, came to love each other. And that meant that I had made a terrible mistake.” I felt movement and risked another glance at Toni. She was still exactly as I had seen her last time, but now she was shaking her head slightly against the pillow, as if in negation of Tanya’s words. “I didn’t know it,” Tanya said. “It was happening in front of me, to me, and I was so wrapped up in my own feelings for those two people that I didn’t realise I’d made a mistake at all. Not until just now.” And finally she spoke directly to us, not turning a muscle to look at us, still facing the wall, but she spoke to Toni and me. “Davey,” she said, “I hope you will be able to forgive me. You’re a forgiving person and I love you very much, my sweet. I hope you will be able to forgive what I’ve done to you.” (What she had done to me??) Before I could open my mouth Tanya spoke to Toni. Her voice became softer and very, very earnest. “Toni, I say the same to you. You are a lovely, bright, funny, intelligent girl. What I’ve done to you is ---” she paused and hunted for the words, “ --- it’s inexcusable, it’s horrible and I hope you will be able to forgive me one day.” Toni had uncovered her face and turned her head to look at Tanya. Her eyes showed the puzzlement she evidently felt. Probably my eyes showed it too because now I couldn’t understand what Tanya was talking about. “Tanya,” I began, very quietly, but she stood suddenly and turned to face us both and held up her hand to stop me. “I did something very cruel to you both,” she said quietly. “ I put both of you under a terrible strain, in an intolerable situation. In defence I can only say I didn’t realise it was so cruel until just now. I am so very, very sorry, my sweet Davey. And Toni, our little Toni-girl, I am so sorry too that I have treated you so thoughtlessly this weekend.” “Thoughtlessly? Tanya you ---” Toni’s face now showed total puzzlement. “ ---I don’t understand! What do I have to forgive you for? It’s me who should be on my knees apologising and begging for forgiveness. Tanya, it’s me who is sorry. I’ve let you down. Both of you. I broke my promise to you Tanya. I don’t understand what you mean.” And Tanya looked at us and sat again on the bed but this time so she could face us and she took my hands and held them and looked directly into my eyes. “You promised not to go inside Toni,” she said. “Not that way. But you made the promise before there were feelings. Feelings started, grew. Hearts became involved. It changes things, d’you see?” I thought I was just beginning to get an idea of what she meant. “When Toni arrived and we started our weekend together,” she went on, “it wasn’t your heart or your soul that wanted her. It was your body.” She looked at Toni. “And the same is true for you, little Toni-girl. You told us you’d been without sex for a long time. And here we were, giving you all kinds of sex and orgasms and pleasure but denying you the one thing you really wanted, with a man who’d turned you on as soon as you walked in our door. Because you’d had Davey’s tongue and my cock in your pussy but it was sex, just sex, and now there was love in the mix, and you began to want him because you had feelings for him --” and she looked at me again, still holding onto my hands, “ – and, my lovely sweet baby, you began to want her because you had feelings too, and d’you see, it changed everything. To expect you not to have full intercourse, to hold you to your promise to keep away from Toni’s pussy was cruel. And I am so, so sorry that I didn’t realise it before and tell you both.” She looked at Toni, who just stared at her, her mouth agape. Tanya squeezed my hands. “It was a shock when I saw you, but it made me think. This was my Davey, breaking a promise, abusing the love we have?” She shook her head and her long hair flew from side to side. “No. I didn’t believe it. But I saw, and I wasn’t wrong, so it made me think, why? Why did that happen after you’d both foresworn it? And then I realised why.” She looked across me at Toni and she smiled at her. “Toni, it’s okay. I am not upset, I am not shocked now, I don’t blame either of you, and I’m not angry. Actually, yes I am angry,” she went on after a pause, “but I’m angry with myself. If I hadn’t been so immersed in my own hedonistic pleasure with you both I would have realised it sooner. But I’m not angry with either of you.” She released my hands and stood, glancing from one to another of us. “I’m going to make breakfast,” she said. “It’s okay, really. Do it. I want you to do it. Toni, I want you to enjoy every single second of Davey’s cock in your pussy. And my Davey, I want you to savour every single second of being inside Toni’s cunt. Do it.” And she turned and left the room. I looked at Toni. “I have to go to her,” I said and she nodded. “I know, I know.” I leapt off the bed and followed Tanya into the kitchen where I shut the door behind me. She was just about to crack eggs into a saucepan but she stopped and looked at me. “I’ve spoilt it, haven’t I?” she said. “You don’t want her now, do you?” I shook my head. “No. I mean, yes I do, but…..oh, I don’t know.” “I’m sorry Davey,” she repeated in a small voice. I held up my hand to stop her. She put the eggs down unbroken and came to me. She put her hands on my face and gripped it hard. “I meant it, Davey baby. In the bedroom. I really meant it.” There were things I wanted to say and I struggled to them into some sort of coherent order. “Tanya, I promise you, I didn’t want that to happen. It wasn’t me.” I felt terrible. I sounded like a schoolchild caught red- handed in some forbidden act who immediately denied all knowledge of it. “I mean, yes, of course I wanted her. But she ---” “I know, I know,” whispered Tanya, her palms rubbing up and down each side of my face. “ I heard it, I saw it. I know what she said and what you said. I heard you say no to her.” Her eyes, earnestly looking into mine, softened. “I know you wouldn’t abuse our love. I love you, my Davey baby, and your happiness, your pleasure, your life with me is all that matters to me. Do you understand me?” And she gave my face a little shake with her hands. “Do you understand me, lump? I was wrong. I made a mistake. I hope I don’t do that very often, but this time I made a mistake in expecting something from you, and from Toni, which was right at the time but isn’t right now because things have changed. But I didn’t realise it until now. Lump, I love you with all my heart. You are the most important thing in my life but now Toni is important to me too, the same as she is to you. I want you to be inside her. I don’t want you to go back in there and fuck her cunt. I want you to go in there and love her, the same as you did to me last night.” “I can’t love her the same as I love you!” I protested. “I know, I know. I don’t mean that. But you love her in your own way, the same as I love her in my own way. Not like we love each other, no, but in our own way. So go to her and show her your love for her, your way.” And she reached forward and kissed me between her cupped hands. “I want it for both of you,” she said. “Go to her and love her your way, and let her love you her way.” I looked at her and had no words. What had I done to deserve a girl who could love me so fiercely and yet say those things to me? I didn’t know. “I love you,” I began. “And I love you,” she interrupted. “And nothing’s changed between us. Nothing at all. But we have changed because we love our Toni-girl as well now.” She was still holding my face and she shook it again. “She’s in that room alone, feeling lonely, sad, probably rejected and certainly as guilty as hell. I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s packing her bag! Now go to her!” And she dropped her hands to my shoulders, spun me round and marched me to the door, opened it and thrust me out of the kitchen. I went to the bedroom. It was empty. “Shit!” I said, and went to the spare room. The door was closed but I opened it without knocking. Toni was collecting her toiletries from the dressing table and dropping them in her bag on the bed. I stood in the doorway and looked at her. “I think I’d better leave,” she said. “No, don’t! Please! Please don’t leave!” I said. She shook her head and continued to drop items into the bag. “I should. I feel awful. I’ve broken my promise to you and to Tanya. I’ve caused a row between you and that was the last, the very last thing I ever wanted to do. It was selfish of me to do what I did. It was just that moment and I wanted…….” She trailed off, looking at me. “It was wrong. It was selfish and wrong and I wish I hadn’t done it but it’s too late now. I did it and now this has happened and I’m sorry that I did it.” “Toni, you haven’t caused a row. It’s okay now. I’ve spoken with Tanya and what she said, she meant. It’s okay now.” But Toni shook her head again and looked down at her little bag of things. “Even if she meant it,” she answered softly, “that isn’t the point. The point is that I’ve upset you and I’ve upset Tanya --” “No, you haven’t!” came Tanya’s voice and she appeared from where she’d been standing, out of sight beside the doorway. She pushed me aside and went to Toni. “No you have not upset me! I was upset with myself. I told you. Don’t go Toni. Please! I’m begging you, please don’t leave us. Stay with us for the rest of the weekend, as we planned and wanted.” She took Toni’s hands in hers. “I want you to stay. I want to do more things with you and Davey. Davey wants you to stay. We love you, little Toni-girl and I’m begging you again, please don’t go.” Toni looked from her to me, then back again at Tanya. She shook her head once more. “I can’t,” she said. “I feel so bad about this. It’s all my fault. And Tanya, understand, it wasn’t Davey. He didn’t let you down. It was me. I just wanted your man in me and I made it happen and so it’s my fault. Not his at all.” “Now listen to me,” Tanya said, and she pulled Toni down onto the bed where they sat, side by side. “Listen to me, very carefully,” she repeated. “Nothing has changed between Davey and me. Nothing. Do you understand? Our love for each other is as strong and untainted and absolute as it ever was. But now each of us loves you too. Not like we love each other, no. But we love you very much in our own way. We do not want you to leave. We want you to stay, and enjoy our love for you, enjoy the pleasure that we want to give you. And perhaps even more importantly, we want to feel the love that you have for us, the love we’ve felt from you already.” She looked up at me, and back to Toni again. “I saw your face after we’d made love. I heard you when you wished for Davey to love you the same way. You said ‘someone’, but I know you wanted Davey to be in you and love you like he did me. Give you the same feeling. The same loving feeling. Of being loved.” She paused and looked at Toni’s face. “He can’t love you like that Toni-girl. He can’t even if he wanted to because he doesn’t love you the same way he loves me, but he loves you in his own way and he can love you in his own way. And I love you in my own way. And we do not want you to leave. Please?” And she threw her arms round Toni’s neck and pulled her close and sat there, hugging Toni and saying nothing more. There was a silence as Toni looked at me over Tanya’s shoulder. “You really want me to stay?” she asked softly. “Yes,” I told her. “I do, very, very much.” And almost at the same time, Tanya said, “Yes, I want you to stay. I want to love you. I want to feel your love. I want to see and hear and feel your love for Davey and his for you. Stay.” She spoke the last word very softly. And eventually Toni gave a little nod. “I didn’t want to go,” she said. “I wanted to stay but I thought I shouldn’t.” She paused and then asked in a very quiet, tremulous voice, a whisper, as if she was frightened to speak, “But what happens if I want Davey again? If I can’t control myself again and I ---” And Tanya released her hug and held Toni’s shoulders in front of her and spoke to her eyes, quietly but with unmistakable truth in her voice. “You will want Davey again. I know it and Davey knows it. And when you do, he will be there. And you will have him, just the way you want. You will love each other and pleasure each other and he will be right inside you, where you want him, for as long as you want him. D’you hear me? And I will be there too, and I will watch, or touch, or kiss or do anything I can to make that time that he is inside you as special for you as I know you want it to be.” So saying she stood up, pulled Toni to her feet, took my hand and put it in Toni’s and pushed us towards the door. “Now for heaven’s sake go to the bedroom and fuck each other while I go and make breakfast!” And all that without saying a word about Toni calling me Davey. She vanished back into the kitchen and I led Toni to our bedroom. But we didn’t fuck. We sat on the bed and Toni looked at the door, to where the sounds of pots, pans and other breakfasty sounds were coming. “Can she mean it?” she asked me. “Does she really, really mean that we can f- make love like you two did?” I nodded. “Make no mistake,” I said. “She means it.” “But –she’s incredible,” Toni said. “She’s so understanding. She’s unbelievable.” “Now you know,” I said. “And she’s so right,” Toni went on as if she hadn’t heard me. “About how I felt, about how I wanted you to make love to me, not just…….” she trailed off and then looked at me. “Will you still want me?” she asked in that wistful voice. I looked at her, and my eyes drank in her lovely soft body, her firm round breasts, her exquisite elfin face, her soft mouth and her tousled boy’s haircut and I said, “Yes, Toni-girl. I still want you, very much. And Tanya was right about something else too. I don’t want to fuck you. I want to love you.” And Toni took one of my hands in her own slender, elfin hands and she squeezed it gently and she said, “And I want to love you too, Dave. Very much.” She leaned over and gave me a tender, loving kiss. And it might have happened then, who knows, but at that moment Tanya called, ‘Breakfast!’ Toni whispered urgently to me. “I wanted to ask, what’s the form?” She glanced down at her dirty pants and then at mine, covered as they were with the fruits of our earlier sex fun and the fruits of the raspberry gateau. “Should I shower or change before we eat?” “If you want to,” I told her. “We won’t. We usually stay like this until, well, until we don’t.” “Okay,”she responded. “Then I won’t change either. I was just thinking about sitting on your chairs….” “Tanya will have covered them with an old towel or something. We’re used to it but if you’d rather shower or put something else on…..” “Oh, no!” she grinned. “I like being dirty! It’s fun! I don’t want to change. I want more!” “Come on then,” I said to her, pulling her up. “Let’s eat. Lots to do after!” And Toni giggled as we went to the kitchen. As I opened the door we were greeted by the smell of frying bacon and grilling sausages, and the aroma of freshly percolating coffee. There were cereals on the table, toast slices in racks, jam, honey, preserves, and Tanya was busy at the cooker doing things with the bacon and sausages and eggs. She looked at us and smiled. “All okay now?” And Toni nodded and I nodded and we sat. “Beans and tomatoes and hash browns keeping warm in the oven,” said Tanya. “Let’s tuck in.” And we did. As Toni and I finished cereals, Tanya dished up huge platefuls of hot food, piling the plates with everything she had prepared. “God, I can’t eat all this!” Toni objected, looking at the mountain of food in front of her. Tanya grinned. “Do your best. Got to keep your strength up. Might need it later!” And Toni giggled and tucked in. Although it seemed that the air had cleared I still could feel a very slight reservation, a slight distance, around us which hadn’t been there before. I thought it was coming from Toni, who probably still felt guilty and in all likelihood still didn’t believe that Tanya had could so readily forgive. I knew she could, although she’d surprised even me this time by her apology for a mistake. As her explanation had unfolded I had thought she was going to say that Toni herself had been the mistake, and that Tanya would try to throw her out of the house. And I’d been worried and yes, frightened that if she’d tried to do that, we would have had our first real row. Because I didn’t want Toni to leave, certainly not to be evicted in such a fashion. Not because of the sex. I just didn’t feel that she deserved that. As I enjoyed the food, (I was ravenous, I discovered, once I’d smelled the delicious aromas in the kitchen) I pondered how best to bring the ambience around us back to the light, care-free, uninhibited condition it had been before. Was that even possible, I wondered? “I have a suggestion,” I proposed, buttering my third slice of toast. “Nothing wrong with your appetite this morning, I see,” Tanya grinned. “Morning? It’s three o’clock woman! Fine time to be having breakfast! Anyway, what about going for a little walk after breakfast, or whatever it is at three in the afternoon. I thought perhaps we could take some bread, walk across the fields to the lake and feed the ducks.” This is something Tanya and I do quite often. “You have a lake nearby?” Toni enquired in some wonder. Tanya nodded. “About twenty minutes walk. It’s a bird sanctuary.” “Ooo, that sounds nice,” Toni agreed. “How’s the weather Davey?” Tanya asked. I got up and went to the window, opened it and stuck my head out. It was a gloriously sunny day, but as it was late summer there was the possibility of a chill in the air. Not today though. “Glorious,” I told them. “Lovely and warm and sunny.” “Good,” Tanya said. “That means we don’t have to get dressed.” Toni paused with her coffee cup halfway to her mouth, looked at Tanya, dressed only in her see-through pants, at me, dressed similarly, and then at her own dirty and full pants. “We’re going dressed like this?” Tanya laughed. “Well, yes and no.” She wiped her mouth with her napkin and stood up. “I’m going to brush my teeth,” she said. “Back in a mo.” Toni watched her leave and then whispered to me. She still wore an incredulous look. “Are you really going dressed in your pants?” I chuckled and said, “Even I wouldn’t go out in quite this state. What I mean is, we don’t get showered or changed. Not usually. We just throw something over these and go. But,” and my voice took on a serious note, “sweet little Toni, if you prefer to change, it’s fine. Really. We won’t, but if you feel more comfortable then go right ahead.” But Toni was shaking her head. “No, I’m happy to do as you do,” she said. “It sounds exciting. Sort of naughty. But I only brought underwear, I didn’t bring any other outer clothes ‘cos I thought we wouldn’t need them.” I immediately knew what she meant. It was something Tanya and I had established a pattern for a long time ago, but Toni was in a slightly different position. To put on her clothes as she was over her body and pants meant that she would then have to travel home in them afterwards. “That’s no problem,” I said briskly. “Don’t worry. Tanya’ll give you something to put on.” And I smiled, and Toni smiled, and I thought the air had cleared even more. I leant over and kissed her cheek. “Are you feeling okay, now,” I asked her softly. “I mean, really okay? With me and with Tanya?” She nodded and caressed my own face. “Yes,” she whispered. “I am. Really I am. I want to enjoy a walk, a bit of fresh air, and then come back and go back to the bedroom and spend all day and night having fun. And lots of orgasms. With you both.” And she kissed my nose. And the air was clear. We’d finished the mammoth repast that Tanya had made for us. Even Toni. She regarded her empty plate with some dismay. “I’m a pig,” she wailed. She rubbed her full stomach. “I can’t believe I ate all that. I must have been hungrier than I thought.” “It’s the exercise,” I told her airily, looking at the ceiling. “Gives you an appetite.” She placed a hand on my cock. “Gives you an appetite for more, you mean,” she said mischievously. “That too,” I agreed. Tanya returned and asked, “Anyone else want to go to the bathroom before we go?” Toni nodded. “Yes, I want to clean my teeth and freshen up too.” She rose from the table and Tanya reached for her hand and stopped her. “Toni,” she said, “you’ll only brush your teeth, won’t you?” Toni looked at her. “I mean,” Tanya asked her seriously, “you won’t do anything else in the bathroom, will you?” And Toni looked at her, and put her hands on her hips, winked, and spoke in a voice like an argumentative teenager, “Well, really! What else would I do?” And she moved to the door, looked at Tanya again, tossed her head and pouted, “Really! Anyone would think I was going to pee or something! Huh!” And she flounced out of the room. Tanya looked at me. “She’s okay?” “She’s very okay,” I told her. “Looking forward to the walk and then back in the bedroom for the rest of the day and night. Her words, not mine.” Tanya nodded. “Good. Good. I was worried there for a while. Thought I’d really fucked everything up.” I went to her and hugged her gently and stroked her long hair and her back. “Tanya,” I said quietly. “My lovely, adorable, sexy, beautiful girl, you couldn’t fuck anything up if your life depended on it. It’s fine. She’s fine. I’m fine. And I want you.” And she snuggled against me and said. “Yes. I do too. But later. Or do you want to go to bed first?” “Well, if you really insist,” I grumbled theatrically, “I suppose I can wait. But not too long, mind!” And we chuckled and hugged. Toni returned and regarded us impishly. “Starting without me again?” she enquired archly. And Tanya held out one hand and Toni came to us and we all three hugged each other and kissed.
“Come on then,” Tanya said eventually. “Let’s find something to put on.” And she dragged Toni away from me. “Lump, stay there!”
The girls disappeared and a few minutes later there were squeals of laughter from Toni. I drank another cup of coffee and put the dirty dishes in the sink full of hot water. They could soak while we were out. I had just finished wiping the table when the girls burst into the kitchen and stood side by side looking at me. “We’re ready!” they announced in unison. I looked at them. They’d combed their hair and cleaned their faces. Tanya was wearing one of my shirts again, a pale yellow one, and she’d given one to Toni, too. A pale green one. Toni had removed her hold-ups and their legs appeared from beneath the shirts, their breasts moulded and rounded by the fabric and I could see their nipples beneath the material. For the first time I could see Toni’s legs and they were slender and smooth just like her hands and fingers. They both looked stunning. They stood together, smiling at me. “Can’t we just go straight to bed instead,” I implored. “No,” they said in unison again. I shook my head. “Minxes,” I said. “You look gorgeous, both of you. And now you’re going to make me wait.” They nodded. “If it’s worth having, it’s worth waiting for!” Tanya wagged a finger at me. “What are you going to wear?” “One of Tanya’s manhole covers!” suggested Toni, giggling. “No!” I said. “In the house yes, but not outside. Well, only if it’s dark,” I admitted. “No I’ll throw some shorts on.” “And I’ll get the bread,” Tanya said and busied herself collecting things from around the kitchen. She paused at one point and stared into space for a moment, then nodded to herself and added two towels to a big plastic carrier bag. She grinned at me. “Might need these,”she said. Toni looked perplexed but said nothing. And so we set off. I collected my shorts on the way out and put them on. It was indeed glorious outside. We strolled along the street and turned onto the path across the fields. Toni giggled. “Those people! Did you see their faces! Couldn’t believe we’re dressed the way we are!” “Imagine if they knew what you had underneath the shirt.” “You mean all that nice brown stuff that’s still in me?” Toni giggled. “That, and the pee, and the cum, and the raspberry gateau,” said Tanya. And they both giggled and linked arms and skipped off in front of me like two little schoolgirls. And as they did so the shirts flapped and swirled and gave me glimpses of their thighs and pants and I really wanted to turn round and go home and take them to bed. A gentle stroll brought us to the lake. Toni marvelled at the quantity of birds. There were geese and ducks and swans and curlews and gulls and moorhens and a whole host of other feathered creatures about whose names I hadn’t the foggiest idea. “Incredible!” Toni breathed. The swans and ducks and geese were so used to humans around them that they approached quite close. Other birds kept their distance but hovered expectantly, knowing that food would probably soon appear. Tanya dished out small bags of bread from her plastic bag and we strolled along the lake edge, throwing morsels of bread into the water. The birds followed, either swimming a few feet from the edge or waddling along behind us, quacking and squawking noisily. There were a few other people about, obviously taking advantage of the late summer afternoon, as we were. Most of them pointedly ignored us, a few smiled at the girls, then smiled at me in a knowing sort of way. One young couple, strolling hand in hand actually stopped and stared at us as we passed them. When I looked over my shoulder they were locked in an embrace and his hand was between them, feeling between her legs, and her hands were clamped round his ass and pulling him in to her. Nice, I thought. Dressed as we are, we may have done some good there. But there were other people who made it quite plain they thought we were rude, or disgusting, and shouldn’t be walking around as we were. One middle-aged couple actually tutted as they went by, the man looking at me down his nose and the woman pursing her lips and snorting at the girls as we walked past, the girls giggling and chuckling. Tanya glanced back at them. “Stupid people,” she said contemptuously. She turned and watched the couple walk on, their heads together as they discussed this affront to their sense of propriety and glancing back at us briefly. “Stupid,” she repeated. “I bet when they have sex, if they still do, he’s on top of her. I bet he’s always been on top of her since the day they were married. I bet he’s never licked her cunt, nor she his cock.” She shook her head. “Stupid,” she said again. Tanya has no time for prudes. “You’ll get no bet from me,” I answered her. “But, to each his own, my sweet, to each his own.” We continued our stroll. Toni was captivated by the birds and after a while waved her bag. “I’ve run out of bread!” she wailed. So I gave her mine and she happily threw it to the birds until that was all gone too. We were heading for some thick bushes and trees that grew to the lake edge. The path wandered away from the water and continued round the outside of the thicket, but countless feet over countless years had worn a path through the undergrowth, following the lake edge. Tanya took my hand as Toni skipped ahead, scattering the last few crumbs of bread from the bag. “Think you may need the towels,” she whispered. “In fact I’m sure you will.” She glanced at Toni. “She’s sweet. I hope she’s going to enjoy this as much as we do.” “After the second or third ‘Ooooo!’,” I whispered back, “I’m sure she will.” And Tanya laughed. “What are you laughing about?” Toni pouted, running up to us. “Secrets?” “Not at all, little Toni-girl,” Tanya smiled. “We think it’s time we had some fun.” “Ooooo, yes!” Toni agreed, her eyes shining. “One,” I said. “What are we going to do?” She was like an excited little tomboy. “Something naughty? Something sexy? Something we shouldn’t do out here?” “Yes, yes, and yes,” Tanya laughed. “Ooooo! Tell me!” “Two,” I murmured. “Wait a sec.” Tanya took her hand and led her to a small clearing amongst the trees and bushes. It was shielded on all sides except for the footpath that ran along one edge. And anybody coming would be heard long before they could see the clearing, or us. Tanya and I had been here before. I fell back slightly. Tanya had taken Toni’s hand and I was quite content about that. Tanya went to the side of the clearing and crouched down, putting the bag on the ground beside her. She still held hands with Toni, and now she placed the slender fingers between her legs. Toni had to crouch too to do it. Tanya glanced at me and I nodded slightly. There was no sound of anyone else following our path through the thicket, nor indeed, coming the opposite way. There was a slight pause. “Oooooooo!” And three, I said to myself. “Nice! Very nice! More!” And I heard the sound of water running and dripping as Tanya released her golden shower into Toni’s hand. “Rub me,” whispered Tanya, and Toni began to rub her, massaging Tanya’s cunt lips through the soaking wet pants as my girl poured her golden pee into them. “I do like that!” whispered Toni. “I love it! More!” “And I like you rubbing me,” said Tanya, whispering back to her. But her voice was becoming more excited. “Do it faster! Rub my clit! Yes, yes! Harder!” And I watched them both as Toni continued to rub at my girl’s cunt as fast as she could. “Wait! Stop!” Tanya suddenly said. She pulled Toni’s hand further round behind her to cup her ass cheeks. Toni looked at her enquiringly, and then in a flash realisation had dawned. “Oh, YES!” she breathed in excitement. “YES! You’re going to ----ooooooooo!” and the girls stared at each other face to face and then Toni’s hand moved and I knew she was feeling and massaging and squashing the bulge, the brown, sticky, gooey stuff that Tanya had let go into her pants. “Yes!.... Yes!..... Lovely!” Toni breathed. “Oh, it’s so nice! It’s so naughty of you to fill your pants out in the open! It’s so sexy. Tanya, do more! More! I love the feel of it in your pants, in my hand!” And she cupped her free hand round Tanya’s neck and they moved together and kissed passionately, Toni still rubbing and feeling with her other hand. Finally they parted lips and mouths. “Bring your hand forward slowly and wipe it on my cunt,” whispered Tanya, her eyes glowing. “Yes! Like that! Ohhhh!” and her eyes closed in rapture as Toni drew her hand slowly forward, hard against Tanya’s crotch and her finger trailing, pressing into her cunt. “Ohhhh! That was nice!” Tanya murmured. She looked at Toni. “You enjoyed that, too.” Toni nodded, her eyes alight with her excitement. “It was sooooo good,” she said. “To feel you filling your pants was so erotic! Now I know how you felt when I did it.” She looked at me. “But you didn’t get any this time, Dave,” she said, a trace of sadness in her voice. “Sorry. I hogged it all.” I smiled. “Plenty of time,” I said. “Plenty more where that came from. There’s three of us.” And Toni giggled and that made Tanya giggle and she pulled a towel from her bag and handed it to Toni, who cleaned her hand quickly. Tanya stood and a beatific smile came over her. I knew she was using her own buttock muscles to feel and enjoy the softness of the brown stickiness. “What about you?” she asked Toni. “Are you ready to do some more yet?” Toni frowned. “Don’t think so,” she replied dubiously. “Soon, perhaps, but not right now.” “Shame.” Tanya pulled down the tail of the shirt over her bulging pants. “Never mind.” “Poor Dave,” Toni said. “All he got to do was watch. Didn’t feel you, didn’t feel me, didn’t do anything.” Tanya used one shoulder to nudge her twice in a time-honoured vaudevillian way, gave her a theatrical wink and said, “Something you want to do to him, is there?” And Toni looked at me and smiled. “Yes, I want to suck him off!” And she came to me and put her hand up the leg of my shorts. “I want that in my mouth,” she said excitedly. “Here, now, in the open! I want to feel your cock in my mouth and feel you get harder and cum!” Her cool fingers closing round me outside my own pants was enough to wake my cock from its slumbers and Toni dropped to a crouch, unzipped me and pulled out my cock. Slowly she took me into her mouth, holding the base with her hand and sucking and wanking me at the same time. Her eyes closed as she enjoyed the sensations and she continued in this way for several minutes. Then she paused with me outside her mouth, looked up at me and said, “Don’t cum in my mouth. I want you to shoot it all over my face!” and she took me into her again and sucked and stroked me harder and faster. I was thrusting at her mouth even as she sucked me and having had quite a rest by now, I was more than ready to cum wherever she wanted it. I made no attempt to control things. I wanted to shoot my cum as soon as I could and I let things take their natural and fastest course. She felt the tremor in me that preceded my climax and immediately pulled me from her mouth and aimed my cock at her cheeks. My cream exploded onto her cheek and she immediately moved me so that the next lot landed on her closed lips. Then her neck. Then her cheek and nose, and finally she opened her lips and took the tip of my cock between them as the last of my cum shot from my cock. She stood and her fingers wiped my hot cum over her face and tasted it on her lips. “Mmmmm!” she murmured. Tanya had come to us and now she stuck her tongue out and licked at Toni’s face, collecting my cream, tasting it and swallowing it. “Can’t let you hog all that as well, little Toni-girl,” she grinned. Toni looked at her. “D’you think Dave might like some?” she asked roguishly. “I think he might,” Tanya grinned. “Should we give him some?” “I don’t know. What do you think. Does he deserve some?” “Poor little mite. Look at him. Think we ought to give him some.” “Just a little then.” “Agreed.” And so saying Toni collected some more on her fingers, wiped it on my face and stepped back to admire her handiwork. And Tanya scooped some cum from Toni’s neck and did the same. “That’s better.” Toni grinned. “You missed a bit.” Tanya smeared my face with a soft and gentle finger. “Can’t have him going home looking like an urchin. There. Now he’s covered.” “Have you quite finished?” I asked peevishly. And the girls laughed and I grinned. Tanya collected the carrier bag and stuffed the towel inside it which Toni had used. “There’s no more bread left,” she complained. “And there’s no more cum left,” Toni complained, still smearing mine over herself and eyeing my shorts where I had put my cock back to bed. “Pity.” “Yes. Pity.” “Nothing for it then.” “Nope.” “We’ll have to go home and have sex.” “Mmm.” And they linked arms and flounced off along the path, Tanya throwing me the carrier bag as she passed. When we reached the fields Toni looked round. “Do you know what I’d like to do? Right now?” “Grrrrrrrr!” growled Tanya. “Oops! Sorry!” And Toni looked round again. Then she pulled Tanya to her, kissed her hard on the lips and slid her hand under the shirt tail to massage the brown bulge in Tanya’s pants. Tanya pushed back against her hand, enjoying the feelings as much as Toni was enjoying squashing it on to her. After a few minutes they separated. Tanya pulled the bottom of the shirt down again to cover her pants. “Nice,” she said. “Nice,” Toni agreed, her eyes shining. We walked on and came to the street that led to home. Toni looked round again, carefully. I thought she was going to do the same thing again, but she didn’t. No-one was near, only two men walking away from us a little further up the street. Toni came to me, pulled me close to her and kissed me hard, pulling my hands round behind her, under the shirt tail and onto her pants. “Rub my ass, Dave!” she implored. “Now! In the street!” And I was happy to oblige. As we kissed and I rubbed her firm round cheeks and pulled her close to me she made little noises of pleasure. And Tanya came and stood beside me and rubbed my ass with one hand. Finally Toni stepped back, a bit breathless. “Lovely!” she cooed. “Just lovely!” She didn’t pull the shirt down, she left it where it was, slightly rucked up against her waist, and turned to continue homewards. Gradually, the shirt fell into place itself. I looked beyond Toni. The two men had stopped. One of them appeared to be writing something. He picked up something from the ground, put it on the top of a low wall and the two of them carried on. When we reached the wall we realised the man had written on a scrap of paper and used a stone to secure it in place. I looked at it as we passed, and the girls craned their necks to see too. On the paper the man had written ‘Lucky Bastard!’
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Once indoors Tanya brought out tea things and the last of the raspberry gateau from the bedroom. “This either needs eating or squashing inside someone,” she told us. “What’ll it be?” “Not more food!” exclaimed Toni, but nevertheless she accepted a small slice and ate it with relish. Tanya and I finished the rest. “Pity,” Tanya sighed. “I rather fancied some of that in my pussy. Never mind. Now I’ve sat down I’ve got something else in there and that’s just as nice!” We laughed and I poured the last of the tea into everyone’s cups. “I’m going to brush my teeth,” I said. I rubbed my chin and face. “And I’ll have a quick shave again, too.” “Everywhere,” Tanya murmured and winked at Toni. When I returned Tanya had left her chair and had gone to Toni and was kissing her gently. Now she left her and came to me, kissed me tenderly and said simply, “Love you, lump.” Toni had glanced at me once or twice but hadn’t spoken much during tea. Now she looked at Tanya and asked, “Are we going to the bedroom again?” “We certainly are!” Tanya replied briskly. “You and Davey can go now and I’ll wash up.” But I objected and so did Toni who said ‘that’s not fair, Dave should help too’, and that made us all laugh again. “Go, my children,” Tanya said waving a hand at the door. “Go forth and multiply, in the nicest possible way.” And the girls grinned at each other and at me, and Toni and I left the table and headed for the door and Tanya called Toni back and whispered something to her that I couldn’t hear. Toni turned her head sharply to look at her, her face registering shock. “What!” And Tanya whispered again, quite a long time, and Toni tried to say, ‘but-- but—’ several times but Tanya kept on whispering and glancing at me and her eyes were smiling so I knew it was nothing bad and I thought ‘bloody little minxes are up to something again’. And eventually Tanya stopped whispering and looked at Toni and Toni looked at her and said, “Are you sure?” and Tanya nodded, smiling, and pushed Toni gently towards me. “I suppose there’s no chance of me knowing what that was all about?” I asked resignedly. “Oh, you’ll find out,” Tanya crowed. “I’m sure I will,” I said darkly. “Bloody little minxes!” And they laughed and Toni took my hand and we went to the bedroom. And when we were in there Toni threw me back onto the bed, grabbed at my shorts, unzipped them and pulled them off. She leapt on top of me, straddling me and sat upright. I could feel her soft cunt pressing down through my pants and onto my cock, which of course woke up and wanted to know what was happening. Toni frantically undid the buttons on the shirt, pulled it off and dropped it on the floor beside my shorts. Then she leaned forward, her head poised over mine and she looked down at me, her eyes sparkling. Her breasts were above me, taut, round, tanned, and with her nipples hardening even as I looked. “I want you,” she said. “I want you to fuck me. This time. I want you, Davey, to fuck me very, very hard! In my cunt. My pussy. I want your lovely cock right in me as far as you can push it and I want to feel you fucking me HARD!” And she rubbed herself against me and her juices were flowing into her own pants and then she was tearing at the leg of my pants and pulling it aside and lifting herself slightly and pulling her own wet and brown pants aside and then down onto my cock and I’d wanted this ever since she’d set foot in the door and now her wet, bareback cunt was engulfing the tip and this time there was no hesitation and no guilt and no taboo and I loved it and I thrust my hips up and my cock shot like a rocket right inside her delicious, hot, soaking wet cunt which gripped me fiercely and I lifted her almost off the bed and she breathed ‘Yes, Davey, yes!’ and I thought she’s so beautifully young and tight and so wet and that made me harder and each time I thrust upwards she lifted off the bed and cried out ‘Ah! Ah!’ and I fucked her and fucked her as hard as I could and I’d wanted this so much that I knew I couldn’t wait long but that was alright because she was almost there too and again this was almost like rape because I was pounding into her cunt and I felt her juices on me and that made it so easy to pound her again and I did so hard and now so fast and she was loving it and crying ‘Yes! Yes!’ each time and then she threw her head back and went rigid on me and screamed so loudly ‘Oh, Davey you’re fucking me! You’re fucking me NOW!’ as she came and there was a huge gush from her as her cum shot from her over my cock and down its length and that was it and I came too and I shot and I shot and I shot and her cunt filled with my cum and her cum and it was just so electrifying and it was all I’d thought it would be and more much more, it was unbelievable, this girl, this tender, inexperienced, lovely soft creature with her firm breasts and firm ass and all that cum gushing from her and I sank back onto the bed and she flopped onto me and we lay, gasping for breath and holding each other and I felt our mixed cum run over my cock and it twitched one more time and she wriggled and moaned and gasped ‘Davey, Davey, Davey’ and I thought ‘Dear God, if Tanya’s heard her calling me that as she came, and she must have, Dear God there’ll be trouble’. Toni lay and held me tightly. I tried to move to a more comfortable position but she gripped me and murmured ‘no’ and wouldn’t let me move. I stroked her short dark hair and her back and she wriggled against me and gripped me even harder. I felt her nipples against my chest, still hard but gradually, slowly, softening to their normal state. I felt her thigh on mine, warm, soft, erotic, and I felt her wet cunt against me, still releasing her love juices and our mixed cum and I felt it on my own thigh and I thought, yes, Tanya was right when she said I wanted to feel these things. And that reminded me. “Toni,” I whispered. She snuggled against me and murmured a questioning “Mmmm?” “Toni,” I said. “You called me Davey.” “Mmmm,” she agreed. I was flummoxed. I didn’t want to say the wrong thing because she thought she’d been in trouble before with Tanya and there was no way I wanted her to feel now like she had then. But I wanted to tell her that this was another taboo and she’d broken it. But how the hell to say it without upsetting her I didn’t know. She raised her head from my chest and traced a finger from my eyes down the side of my nose to my lips. She pulled them open a tiny bit and her eyes regarded me solemnly. “I know I did,” she murmured. “Davey, Davey, Davey.” “Ssshhh!” I warned. “But it’s a nice name!” she said. “It’s cuddly and loving and sexy and strong and it’s your name and I love the sound of it and I love saying it. Davey, Davey, Davey.” “But you mustn’t!” I told her in a frantic whisper. “You mustn’t!” And her eyes regarded me for a moment and then she scrambled on top of me like she had just now and looked down at me, bent and kissed me hard all over my face and then looked down at me again. “I must!” she pouted. I shook my head in despair. “Toni,” I implored. “Please don’t. I like to hear you say it too but you know that’s Tanya’s name for me and she’ll go mad if she hears you using it. She must have done already,” I finished morosely, wondering what would happen when I next faced my girl. And what would happen when she next saw Toni. “If she’s heard it then it doesn’t matter, does it,” Toni pouted again. “Davey, Davey, Davey. Lovely Davey. Beautiful, sexy Davey.” I gave up. I’d tried. And Toni’s eyes took on a glint and she smiled down at me and said, “It’s such fun teasing you!” “It may be fun,”I said, “but, my sweet and lovely Toni-girl, my adorable little elfin, I don’t want to upset Tanya and I don’t want you upset and I really wish you would stop calling me that.” Her eyes clouded over and she gazed at me. “You really don’t want me to call you that? Not at all?” “No,” I told her firmly. “Oh,” she said wistfully. “That’s sad.” And my heart went out to her because I really did love this little elfin and I felt sorry but this was something that she just had to understand. She rolled off me and lay beside me, cuddling me and stroking me. Then she used her finger to do her lip thing on me again, gently pulling at them just enough to open them a fraction and then letting them go. “What do you think Tanya will do if she heard me,” she asked thoughtfully. “I don’t know,” I answered her truthfully. “I really don’t know.” “Will she be cross? Will she throw me out, d’you think?” Actually I didn’t think she would because of what had happened earlier. I didn’t think Tanya would want to risk upsetting the weekend again, not after it had gone so right after breakfast. But I also knew that no-one, no-one at all was allowed to call me Davey. There was once a friend of mine, who, when he first met Tanya and heard her calling me Davey, had started to use the name too. And I remembered what had happened then. Tanya had said, “Do you mind not calling him that. It’s my special name for him. He’s Dave to everyone else.” “Davey’s a good name,” my friend had said. “He looks like a Davey, more than a Dave, in fact.” And he had stared at Tanya belligerently. “And I’ve known him longer that you have,” he pointed out, “so I’ll call him what I like.” “Please,” Tanya had said, very quietly and very politely, “ I would prefer that you didn’t. I would prefer that you called him any other name you like, but not Davey.” And my friend had looked at me and said, “What’s with her? Davey!” And he turned back to Tanya and added, “You call him what you want and I’ll call him what I want. And if I want to say Davey, then I will.” “Fine!” Tanya had compressed her lips and glared at him and then said. “As you wish. But not in my hearing. So if you use that name, my name for him when I’m not there, I won’t know about it. But since you’re so belligerent, --” and she’d started to step forward, glaring all the while at him and forcing him to step back each time, “---so rude, so selfish and so very, very unpleasant, as long as I and Davey are together you will not be invited to my home with Davey and if you call our home on Davey’s phone I shall take great delight in telling you to piss off and slam the phone down on you!” And she stood back with her arms folded and glared at him until he looked away and muttered something about having to go. So I knew how strongly Tanya felt about other people calling me Davey. But what I didn’t know was what she would say to Toni. She might just remind her firmly that it was a no-no, but then again she might be annoyed that Toni had broken another promise. I hoped it would be the former. “I don’t know, little Toni-girl,” I repeated with a worried sigh. “I just don’t know.” We lay for a while, not speaking. I lay and worried a bit about what might happen, and Toni lay half on my chest and stroked it thoughtfully. Then she turned her head to look at my face and her fingers stroked and caressed my cheek. “I know what she’ll do,” she said gravely. “What?” I enquired dubiously. And Toni rolled over on top of me again and pressed her cunt onto me and wriggled her hips delightedly and a huge grin spread over her face and she cried gaily, “Nothing!” And she wriggled her hips again and ground her crotch onto my sleeping cock. “She’ll do nothing!” she repeated and laughed at the expression on my face. Her face sank against mine and she nuzzled my neck and face, nipping gently at me between words. “Oh, you’re such a lovely, lovely sweet person, Davey,” she said. “I can’t tease you any more. Tanya whispered words to me that I really thought I would never, never hear.” She stopped nuzzling to raise her head and gaze at me. She caressed my cheek again and said softly, “Davey, sweet Davey, Tanya told me I could call you that. Really she did.” And she gazed at me lovingly and added, “I couldn’t believe it at first. But she meant it. She said that I had her blessing and she knew it meant so much to me and I could call you Davey, just like she does. But she said I had to tease you about it first!” And she dropped her head and went back to nuzzling and nipping me. “So now,” she whispered between nips, “you’re my Davey as well!” I stared at the top of her head incredulously. Could this be true? Could she have misheard? No, not with Tanya’s mouth virtually buried in her ear, as it had been. So then, it must be right. I was flabbergasted. I had never, never thought that my Tanya would relent on that rule for anyone, ever. “But she’s so special,” came a voice, and Tanya was standing beside the bed, watching my face and smiling at us. And she’d done it again, the bloody little minx, the fabulous, lovable, gorgeous, wonderful, bloody little minx had not only read my thoughts yet again but she’d cooked up a plan with Toni and fooled me again. Bloody adorable little minx! Both of them! “She’s so special to us both,” Tanya said, “that if there was anyone at all in the world who I didn’t mind calling you Davey, it’s our little Toni-girl.” I shook my head ruefully. “I would never have believed it,” I said. “Aren’t you pleased?” she asked softly. “Don’t you like it?” “Yes. I do,” I answered. “I like hearing it and it’s nice for me if you’re happy about it. And Toni-girl is in seventh heaven. I’m just having trouble taking it in.” “There won’t be anyone else,” Tanya said and I knew she was speaking to both of us. And Toni rolled over and looked up at Tanya gravely. She held out a hand and Tanya took it. “Thank you,” Toni said. “It’s - it’s – I’m just honoured,” she finished simply. “I am.” And Tanya smiled broadly at her and at me and she said, “Good fuck?” And Toni threw up her arms and cried, “It was a great fuck! It was a fabulous fuck! It was hard and fast and strong and it was a fantastic fuck!” And Tanya laughed and said, “Yes, he can do that sometimes. And now its my turn.” I thought she meant she wanted me inside her and I was about to plead for a bit more recuperation time, but Tanya had picked up the strap-on and was fastening it in place. “Now I want to love you, little Toni-girl.” And she unbuttoned the shirt and dropped it on the floor. And Toni smiled warmly and Tanya smiled, and they melted together on the bed as they kissed and cuddled each other. I was content to move over and lie there, watching them loving each other. Their lips roved over their faces and necks and ears. Their tongues tasted their breasts and licked at nipples straining with hardness. Their hands caressed and stroked and aroused each other and it was soft and gentle all the time, not hurried and not urgent. And Toni’s fingers caressed Tanya’s cunt through her pants and came away from her with a little of her soft brown stickiness on them and Tanya gently sucked at them and then gave them back to Toni to suck and they smiled at each other and Toni rubbed her again there, hard, and I could see Tanya was very aroused. Toni whispered, “You’re still very full!” and rubbed her again. “I want to, too.” And Tanya nodded and gently pulled and manoeuvred Toni until she was crouched on the bed and Tanya put her hand between Toni’s legs and smiled at her again. Toni paused, and then I could see her pants begin to stretch as her own brown stuff began to fill them. I could see from Toni’s eyes that she was trying to empty every last bit into her pants, and in Tanya’s eyes I saw the pleasure and delight as the warm stickiness fell gently of its own accord into her palm, cupped over Toni’s cunt. There was a huge amount and it made an enormous bulge in Toni’s crotch. Finally she shook her head and whispered, “Can’t any more.” And Tanya eased her back onto the bed and used her cock to rub Toni’s own cunt, outside her pants and Toni’s eyes closed in bliss as she lay quietly enjoying the feel of that big latex cock rubbing against her pants and squashing her brown stuff into her and then Tanya pulled aside one leg of her pants and slid the cock inside and rubbed her a little more and as she finally entered Toni through the warm bulge of her stickiness our little elfin let out a long gasp and murmured, ‘Yes! That’s nice!’ and Tanya began to move with long, slow strokes as I had done with her, when, aeons ago? and continued that way, her long hair moving softly over Toni’s breasts as she stroked slowly in and out of Toni’s cunt and Toni was building and her breath was coming faster through her open lips and still Tanya continued in that slow, gentle way and now Toni’s hands were pulling at her ass, pulling her inside as far as she could and then caressing Tanya’s back and hips and then pulling at her again and now she was gasping a little with each breath and I knew she was getting close but Tanya kept on loving her in the same way and Toni began to make little ‘Oh! Oh! Oh!’ noises and then her hips were thrusting up at Tanya to meet her, once, twice, three times and she stayed rigid and her eyes were closed and there was a long ‘Ooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrr!’ in her throat as she climaxed. As Toni finally let her body relax back onto the bed Tanya smiled down tenderly at her and allowed the cock to leave her. She waited, kneeling over Toni until she finally opened her eyes again. She smiled, a warm, loving, tender smile at Tanya, and Tanya returned the same smile and whispered gently, “Love you, little Toni-girl!” And Toni’s arms went round Tanya’s neck as she pulled her down to kiss her on the lips and she whispered, “And I love you, sweet Tanya.” They gazed into each others eyes for some time, not needing to speak. I gave a little theatrical sniff as I looked at them. “And who loves me?” I enquired plaintively. They looked at me and Tanya looked back at Toni and gave a twitch of her head in my direction to say ‘Hark at him!’ and they both looked at me again and said, “We do!” And Tanya rolled over to give me a hard, long kiss on the mouth and Toni’s hand went to my cock and caressed it. Tanya smiled at me and said, “I love you, lump!” And Toni bent to suck my cock for a moment and murmured, “And I love you too, Davey.” “And I think it’s about time we showed him,” Tanya said. She regarded me for a moment, her eyes running the length of my body and pausing at my cock. “Hmmm!” she commented. “Going to be busy soon, but first…….” And she started to roll me over onto my stomach. Toni helped and I certainly didn’t prevent them. When they had me in the position Tanya wanted, on my knees with my ass presented to them in the air, she ran her hands down my back and sides. “Now, little Toni-girl,” she asked, “Which do you prefer to do, suck him or fuck him?” Toni giggled. “Well, as I recall, I sucked him last time while you fucked him, so maybe we can change this time?” “Absolutely,” Tanya agreed. “Haven’t tasted my lovely Davey for a while.” And without more ado she removed the strap-on and handed it to Toni who fastened it on. Tanya slid under me on her back and smiled her special smile at me. “Want to suck you,” she whispered. “Want to suck you till you fill my mouth with your cum!” And so saying she gently took my cock from inside my pants and closed her lips over it. Toni was already kneeling behind me and pulling aside my pants to explore with her cock. “He’s very empty,” she said with a pout. “We’re both full and he’s empty.” “When you’ve finished with your cock inside me,” I said, “that may very well change!” “Oooo, goodie!” giggled Toni, and began to push her hips forward. And so she began to fuck me, quite hard, while Tanya sucked and licked my cock, pausing occasionally to run her tongue along the back of it, round the base, the tip, and round my balls, using every way she knew to give me the utmost pleasure from her mouth. “Ooo, my cock is in you,” Toni breathed, moving faster as she pumped at me. “It’s coming out with brown on it and it’s lovely! It’s sliding in you so nicely!” And she continued to fuck me to her heart’s content. I felt the girth of the cock in me as Toni thrust it in and out. And I was glad that she was gaining pleasure herself from it. Tanya had made me swell to bursting point and I began to push down towards her, wanting to be deep in her mouth at that special moment. She gripped the base of my cock with her fingers when she could and used them to pull me into her mouth as I pushed myself into her. I could hear Toni’s voice behind me murmuring ‘Oh, I love fucking you Davey!’ but I knew the time was near and I glanced down at Tanya’s face below me and whispered, “Love you very much, my angel!” and as I felt my cream start its upward journey from my balls which Tanya was fondling with her other hand, I added, “I’m going to fill your mouth with my love now!” And there it was and I spurted my cum into her mouth, and again, and again until I was spent and Tanya released me and slid upwards to me so that she could kiss me and give me some back. And I felt Toni pull back for one final time and my rosebud felt empty, but I knew that Toni’s cock in me had moved things and soon I was going to empty myself. My eyes must have told Tanya, because she put her hands round me and stroked my back before resting them on my ass. “Toni,” she said, and Toni, who was removing the strap-on, looked at her and smiled and dropped it on the floor beside the bed and leant forward to place her hands on my ass too. There was only a brief pause and I felt myself beginning to empty, the soft brownness quickly filling the back of my pants as the girls oohed and aahed and massaged me and squashed the material, covering my balls and the base of my cock with my own brown stickiness. Finally I said, “That’s it, my sweet little minxes. I haven’t any more.” And the girls rolled me onto my back and looked at me, and at each other, and Tanya said, “Hmmm!” again. “Not an awful lot, is it?” Toni shook her head. “Do you think we should ----” “Yes, I definitely think we should,” Tanya interrupted her and I marvelled yet again and thought, now she’s doing it to Toni as well. Before I could move or utter a word, Tanya had pulled the front of my pants down as far as she could and held them there. “Be my guest,” she said to Toni. And Toni giggled and replied, “I am your guest!” and she straddled me on her knees and pulled her own pants away from her body and allowed her own rich brown softness to fall from them onto me. When she was sure she couldn’t get any more from within her or within her pants she resumed her previous place and held my pants open for Tanya. “Still not enough,” she commented, and proceeded to do as Toni had done. There was now an enormous mound of brown stickiness on me, covering my cock and lower stomach and overflowing into my pants to cover my balls as well. The girls carefully pulled my pants up again and then first Tanya and then Toni sat on me to ensure it was squashed hard against me and down into my crotch to nestle between my balls and my ass. It was a heavenly feeling, one that I had come to enjoy immensely since Tanya and I had first discovered this pleasure, quite by accident. Tanya did a small pee on me too, and that made everything even softer and warmer and even more enjoyable. We lay beside each other for a short while, the girls stroking me, massaging me again and murmuring words of excitement, tenderness and love, to each other and to me. “Toni-girl,” I began after enjoying their ministrations for several minutes, “you have such a delightful, soft, young body that is firm in all the right places, round in all the right places, and wet in all the right places. It’s also completely tanned and you have no white marks around your delicious breasts or your beautiful, smooth soft cunt. How do you mange to do that?” Toni wiped her palms and fingers on my thigh, leaving small brown marks. “I have a flat,” she said. “A very small flat. Actually it’s more like a large bedsit. But it happens to be on the top floor and we have a flat roof. I have the key to the door onto it. No-one can overlook it so I go up there to sunbathe and lock the door behind me.” “Nice,” I commented. “And a good place to have sex.” “Only ever once,” Toni recalled. “My ex wasn’t that keen anyway, and when we got up there and undressed he kept looking at the door and saying ‘suppose somebody comes?’ even though I’d locked the door. It wasn’t successful. Didn’t enjoy it like I wanted to.” “Like you should have done,” Tanya corrected. “You deserve better than that. Better than him by all accounts.” “And now I have better than him, “ Toni told her, softly stroking Tanya’s cheek. “I have you, and I have Davey, and either one of you alone is worth a hundred of him.” And Tanya kissed her and I rolled over to kiss her too and I felt the warm brownness in my pants move and squash delectably as I did.
And the hours passed by. Saturday evening became Saturday night, then became the small hours of Sunday morning. And we continued to enjoy our pleasures as we had done since Toni had arrived. We kissed, we cuddled, we stroked and caressed. We nibbled and tickled. We rubbed and wanked. We wet each other again. We sucked and licked and slurped, we fucked and we loved. We rested, and I made love to Toni. She built extremely slowly, as I intended, her body trembling as her feelings swelled inside her and when she finally came she screamed out loud in sheer rapture, her body jerking and quivering beneath mine. I’d promised her that we would make love, as opposed to fucking, which we’d done so many times already. After she climaxed and soaked me with her cum, which was sheer bliss, she held onto me and wouldn’t let me go for some time. Eventually, she dozed a little, and Tanya and I did too. Later we ate a little, and drank some more, and then we kissed and fucked and loved some more. We took it in turns to give each other the ultimate pleasures, the deepest love, the most electrifying fucks. Our bodies were wet, sweaty, and dirty. And we each of us loved every single minute of it all. Finally, resting, the three of us cuddled together and just gently caressing each other, our wet bodies pressed tight to each other, Tanya said, “This time has been the most fantastic I could have imagined. It’s way, way better than I had ever hoped for. And it’s all down to you, little Toni-girl.” “No,” Toni firmly. “It isn’t. I’ve done nothing except what you’ve shown me, taught me. It’s been heavenly, but I haven’t made the weekend what it’s been. You and Davey have done that.” “We haven’t taught you love,” Tanya said quietly. “The love you’ve shown us is your own. Natural. Spontaneous. From your heart.” And Toni went a bit quiet and thoughtful and didn’t say anything for quite a while. Tanya and I spent time gently loving each other with our lips and tongues. She stroked my forehead and gazed at me and said, “Love you, so very, very much, lump.” And I smiled, a smile full of warmth and tenderness and love, a smile that said, ‘I don’t have to tell you. You know I love you just as much.’ “Do you know there’s one thing we haven’t done,” Tanya mused thoughtfully. “The three of us. We’ve done everything you can think of, everything, pretty well, that the human body is capable of for showing love and giving pleasure. But there is one thing we haven’t done.” I thought about it, running my mind back over the hours, the days, of what we’d done together in this room, this hedonistic room, this den of iniquity, this heaven. And I knew. I nodded. “If you want.” Tanya grinned. “I want.” She looked across at Toni. “Toni-girl, there’s something we haven’t done that we’d like to do.” “What? Sorry, miles away,” Toni said, flustered, and turned to us and smiled. “Sorry, missed that. What did you say?” “There’s something we’d like to do, all together, that we haven’t yet done. If you’re up for it?” “Tanya!” Toni’s eyes were reproachful. “I’m up for anything, you know that.” My girl smiled. “Sorry. Thought you would be but just checking.” “Is Davey up for it?” Toni enquired. “Game for anything,” I asserted. “The question is,” Tanya said devilishly, “Is he up to it?” And they chuckled and I said ‘Ha, ha, ha’, and I grinned at them both and invited, ‘Try me!’ Toni said, “Glad we’ve got that sorted. What are we going to do?” “A triple fuck,” Tanya said. Toni looked puzzled. “You mean, we’re all going to fuck each other at the same time? How can we do that?” And Tanya said, “Well, actually Davey, my sweet and lovely Davey, isn’t going to get fucked this time. But we are. At the same time. Suppose it’s really a double fuck, but triple sounds better.” Toni peered at my cock, hidden in my pants and covered as it was with our combined brown stickiness. “Hasn’t sprouted another one by any chance, has he?” But she knew what we meant and reached for the strap-on. I lay back on the bed. Tanya fastened the strap-on to herself once more. I made myself as comfortable as I possibly could on the bed. I was going to have some weight on me, I knew that. Not too much, but I’d know it was there. Tanya knelt astride me, but facing the foot of the bed. She played with my cock, stroked it and caressed it just enough to make me hard, then lowered herself on to me. She beckoned to Toni, and our little elfin sat, facing Tanya, her legs open wide and alongside our bodies. She slid forward until Tanya’s cock could slide into her. She wriggled and adjusted herself until she was just right, then lifted herself with Tanya’s help so that she was sitting, lotus position, on Tanya. Her legs wrapped around Tanya’s back and rested on me. “That’s nice!” she cooed. “Never tried it in this position before.” “Neither have we,” Tanya chuckled. And she began to move her hips backwards and forwards, sliding and rubbing herself on my cock, buried deep inside her cunt from behind. And as she moved forward, so her own cock slid into Toni’s wet and smooth cunt. And Toni responded by thrusting her own hips forward, meeting Tanya with every stroke. It took only a few moments for us to achieve a regular movement between ourselves so that each of us felt the maximum pleasure. Toni’s arms circled Tanya and she caressed her back, neck and hips as our slow, even movements infused our bodies with delight. And Tanya reciprocated, stroking and caressing Toni, sometimes on her back, sometimes cupping her face or stroking her cheeks. And this went on for a long, long while. The weight of the two girls on me restricted my own movements slightly, but it was pleasurable for me, (there is never a time when I am inside my beloved Tanya that is not pleasurable), and Tanya could feel me as well as if we were fucking in the normal doggy style. And Toni, our little Toni-girl, must have been feeling Tanya inside her to the hilt. On those occasions when I could see her face beyond Tanya’s back, it was in a transport of delight, her eyes closed and her tilted slightly back as she caressed my girl and felt her deep within her. Tanya and I have long since learnt to control our pleasure so that our climaxes build slowly, so that we can enjoy and savour every moment of the pleasure growing inside our bodies. We don’t always cum together, but that doesn’t matter, because we treasure the feelings inside us as our orgasms start, build and suffuse our bodies, culminating in that explosion that is the ultimate pleasure, the ecstasy that shows our love for each other. So Toni began to build first as we rocked and stroked and fucked, evenly and slowly. Once again she started to breathe rapidly, little gasps of pure pleasure each time Tanya’s cock slid deep into her. As her pleasure grew she became more frenetic in her treatment of my girl, throwing her head forward, nibbling Tanya’s neck and ears, kissing her with abandon and then throwing her head back again as a particularly ecstatic stroke filled her cunt. I could hear the wet noises her pussy made as Tanya’s cock slid in and out, building her orgasm slowly, deep within her. And Tanya too was wet, as she always is. Her love juices flowed down my cock as I thrust into her as hard as I could, given the weight on me and my restricted movements. She pressed down on me, hard onto the remains of the soft brown stuff that still enveloped my cock. Toni’s cunt was also getting its fair share of brown stickiness from what was in her own pants. Tanya’s juice flowed from the base of my cock down over my balls and on towards my rosebud. The feeling of her warm juice on me was a pure delight. And now Tanya’s own breath was becoming faster and more excited. Her hips ground back and forth on me with more intensity. And then Toni orgasmed, gasping out words as her feelings passed the point of no return and she knew she was going to cum. “Yes! Yes, my sweet Tanya! Fuck me! Fuck me! Yes, yes, yes, rrrrrooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrr!” And within a few seconds, I felt a gush of warm fluid on me. Whether it was Toni’s cum, running down Tanya’s cock and then down past her cunt to end up on me, or whether it was a surge of lovejuice from Tanya herself in a sort of sympathetic climax, I didn’t know. But it was heavenly. Toni held onto Tanya’s shoulders as Tanya now gave herself over completely to her own pleasure. Toni’s eyes, when I could see them, were shining as she looked straight into Tanya’s. I could feel my own stirrings too, and I thought Tanya and I might cum together, but she beat me to it, (we both prefer it that way if we’re not together) and suddenly arched her back and pressed down onto my cock so hard I thought she would bruise me. “Davey, Davey! Sweet love! Yes! Deep! Deep! Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh!” And I let my control go and came myself, my hot creamy cum gushing forth deep into Tanya’s cunt as I orgasmed. Toni’s eyes were still shining as she slid her fingers between Tanya’s legs and collected some of my cum and Tanya’s, then sucked her fingers with great relish. “Gorgeous!” she confirmed. “Who’d have guessed that Davey’s cum, your cum, your love juices, wet pants and dirty ones could taste so nice!” Tanya grinned and kissed her. “Getting a taste for gourmet delights, are you?” “Oooo, yes! I’ll say!” Toni gently slid herself backward, releasing Tanya’s cock from within her. “Shame!” she said. “It’s so nice when your cunt is full to the brim with cock!” “Couldn’t agree more,” Tanya said, also lifting herself free of my own cock, “except perhaps when Davey was in my cunt once and I had this one, --“ gesturing to the strap-on, “—in my ass hole. Now that was filling!” She yawned. “ I must confess I wouldn’t mind a snooze, and afterwards I’ll rustle up some ---” she glanced at the clock, “---brunch.” “Brunch is a meal that is too late for breakfast and too early for lunch,” I explained patiently. “A meal that is too late for lunch and too early for dinner is high tea.” “Then high tea it will be,” agreed Tanya, “but we’re fresh out of scones and cream. So it may have to be steak and mushrooms and eggs and whatever else I can find.” “Well, if it has to be, I suppose I can put up with it,” I grumbled. “Toni? A little rest and then eats?” “If you’re going to twist my arm,” Toni agreed. “Then I suggest we snuggle together and have forty winks first,” Tanya said, suiting the action to the words and adopting her favourite position for sleeping. And Toni snuggled me the other side, one arm draped across me to reach Tanya so she could caress her, and the other hand under my cheek, the back resting on the pillow. “Love you, Tanya,” she murmured. She kissed me on the lips and murmured even more sleepily, “Love you too, sweet Davey.” “Sleep well, little Toni-girl, “ I replied. “Have a nice snooze.” And we went quiet, and the room went quiet except for the sound of gentle breathing, and I closed my eyes, and we slept.
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I woke and opened my eyes sleepily. Everything was quiet. I looked at the clock. I hadn’t been asleep long; about three hours. It was five in the afternoon. I looked at the window. Dull, grey light filtered through it and I thought I could hear the sound of water dripping somewhere. It’s raining, I thought, or at least drizzling. Pity. I wondered what had woken me. I glanced at Tanya, still asleep in her favourite position on me. Her breathing was regular and even and her breasts rose and fell slightly against my chest as she slept peacefully. And I realised that hers was the only breathing I could hear. I turned my head to look at Toni and even as I did I felt the coldness on my left side. Her side of the bed was empty.
Gone to the bathroom, I thought. I closed my eyes, ready to sleep some more. No, she wouldn’t do that. If she needed to go there she would have woken us and it would have been a time for us to continue our exertions. Gone for a drink, then. I listened but I couldn’t hear the clink of a glass or the running of a tap. I listened hard, tuning out the dripping rain and heard….nothing. Not the tiniest sound of movement anywhere. Had Toni gone to sleep in the spare room for some reason? Still no sound, except that vaguely I heard the sound of a car outside and dismissed it, still listening for any sound that might have been Toni. It was quiet. And suddenly my eyes were wide open and I was shaking Tanya and saying ‘let me up!’ and she was still asleep and I rested her head on the bed as I swung my legs to the floor and rushed to the bedroom door and out. I ran to the lounge. Empty. I looked into the kitchen as I raced to the bathroom. She wasn’t in either room. That left only the spare room and I turned towards it and time dropped into slow-motion and my arm and hand stretched out as I headed for the door and it was coming nearer so slowly and my fingers were ready to turn the handle but it was so far away and there was a tightening in my heart and my legs were so slow when I was in a rush and would I never get to the sodding door and with a sickening feeling I knew what I would see when I got there and now my fingers were grasping the handle and it was turning and I threw the door open with a crash. The room was empty. Too empty. Toni’s few small bottles and possessions that had been on the dressing table were gone. Her little bag that had lain on the bed all weekend had gone. I heard a door slam and rushed to the window. A taxi was just pulling away from the house, its lights and blinking indicator reflecting on the dark, glistening wet tarmac of the street and I knew with absolute certainty that Toni was in it and I watched it accelerate away and disappear. There was a pain in my heart. An ache, an emptiness which felt as if my heart was going to implode. I heard a sharp intake of breath and turned. Tanya was standing in the doorway, her hand clutched to her throat, staring with wide eyes at the bed. “Oh, no!” she whispered. “NO!” Her eyes lifted to meet mine and I saw mirrored in them the same pain, the same ache, shock and emptiness that I felt in my own heart. “NO!” she whispered again. We looked at each other across the room, not moving. Tanya’s gaze drifted round the room as if she was desperately searching for some sign that Toni was still in the house. “How did you know?” she whispered, her eyes clouded with pain. “I woke up. It must have been Toni closing our front door as she left. I couldn’t hear anything. Nothing at all. Except the car. The taxi.” I gestured to the window. Tanya sank onto the bed. “Why?” Her hands rose and fell as she strove to understand. “I thought she was happy. “Why did she go?” And to this I had no answer. For her, or for myself. “Call her!” I said urgently. “Quick, where are the mobile phones?” “In my bag.” Tanya ran into the kitchen where her handbag lay on the counter. She grabbed it and opened it feverishly. Her hand went inside for her phone, and reappeared clutching sheets of paper that had been pushed just inside it. She looked at me, then unfolded them, glanced briefly at them and thrust them towards me. I shook my head. “No,” I said softly. “You first.” Numbly Tanya straightened the papers and started to read. It took her a few minutes and I stood very still and watched her. Tears sprang to her eyes as she continued and she used a hand to wipe them away so she could read clearly. And finally she read the last one and the tears rolled down her cheeks and she thrust them at me again and sank into a chair with her elbows on the table and her head buried in her hands, crying her eyes out. I went to her and put one arm round her shoulder squeezing it gently but she didn’t respond, just cried and cried into her hands, cupped over her face. I looked at the papers I was holding. Toni had folded them in half and on the outside of the top sheet was written, in small, neat handwriting:- Tanya and Davey. I unfolded them. The neat writing continued on each page and I started to read.
My dearest Tanya, my dearest Davey. Please forgive me for this. I know that you will be shocked to find me gone. I hope you will not feel too hurt because there is a reason. It is a selfish one, but for me, it is important. You have given me something this weekend that no-one will ever be able to give me again. You have both shown me things, taught me things that till now I have only imagined. Dreamed of. But with you they became real. They were my life for these few hours. But more than this, you have embraced me into your lives, you have welcomed me, excited me, made me laugh, made me forget the bad things in this world, the worries and cares that suffocate us in our everyday lives. I have never met anyone like you both. I have never met such giving people. Because most of all, you have given me love. Real, whole, unrestricted love. Your love. And this I will treasure for the rest of my life. I love you both so very much I can’t explain it in words. It is like something has lodged in my heart, something wonderful and beautiful and I know it will be there always. And as Sunday grew nearer and nearer, I knew I was too weak to stay until the end. I am so sorry. I wanted to be here with you both but I dreaded the moment when it would end. I dreaded it with all my heart and it hurt me so much to think of it, I decided to do this. As I left you in bed you were curled together, sleeping peacefully, clasped in each others arms like the lovers you truly, truly are. Did you feel my kisses as I blew them to you? I hope you did. My sweet Tanya, my lovely new friend, my confidante, my mentor, my lover. How I have adored my time with you, sharing the pleasures and experiences we have enjoyed together. I wanted them to never end. But in my heart I knew they must. And I was afraid. Your caring, your loving, your understanding, your incredible sacrifice for me by letting me use your special, loving name for Davey was a precious gift that I could never, never hope to repay. I love you my Tanya, I love you so much. My wonderful, sexy, adorable Davey. How you have shown me pleasures and excitements and heights of ecstasy that I have never known before. And how you have loved me with your body, and your heart, filling my soul and my own heart with a contentment and a richness that will warm me and nurture me always. And yet, even as we loved together, your whole being was devoted to your Tanya, as she is devoted to you. And this was a wonderful thing for me to see, to experience, to share. To receive your love, your thoughtfulness, your care in the hours I have been with you has been the most exhilarating experience I could know. I love you, Davey, I love you so much. And because I love you both so very, very much, and because I wanted these hours, these days, these pleasures, these warming, loving times to go on and on for ever, I knew that I could not, I could not, bear to say goodbye. I do not want to hurt you, never, never, never, but the thought of standing at your door, seeing your faces for the last time and leaving this home full of warmth and love and friendship and care, and also fun and laughter, is too much. I am weak, and I am selfish. I could not bear to leave you both that way. I am so glad, so happy, so overjoyed that I have had this time with you both. I feel so privileged that Tanya chose me for this weekend, to share these pleasures, these ecstasies, these experiences that others cannot and will not ever know. And because she chose me I have felt your love and warmth and it has grown and grown in my heart and my heart has filled with my love for you. And it is only because of you, my loving Tanya, and you, my loving Davey that these hours have been the wonderful times that they were. And so, I cannot, cannot, cannot, bear to say goodbye to you. There is already an emptiness in my heart because I will no longer be with you both. I am writing this as I wait for the taxi. It will be here soon and our time together will have ended. I cannot tell you how sad this makes me. I will miss you both, more than I can possibly, ever say. Thank you for your love, sweet Tanya. Thank you for your love, sweet Davey. I will treasure it always. Take care of yourselves, always. I know you will take care of each other. I love you, both of you, and I always will, from the very, very bottom of my heart. My loving kisses for you both. Your little Toni-girl. I folded the letter and placed it gently on the table.
“Call her,” I said. I handed her the mobile and she dialled mechanically. “Straight to mailbox,” she said tonelessly. “She switched it off.” She looked at me with her tear-stained face and I gently lifted her from the chair and held her close, saying nothing, just caressing her and holding her and being with her. We stood there, two people in the middle of the room, two people loving each other with all their hearts, but feeling sad and drained and yes, suddenly lonely. And the house, silent all around us, seemed terribly, terribly empty.
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Tanya and I were taking one of our frequent evening strolls. We had just spent the afternoon in bed so we weren’t out looking for somewhere to have more sex, we were just enjoying a pleasant Autumn early evening. Six weeks had passed since that weekend. Nothing had happened then to affect the relationship and feelings between Tanya and me. If anything it had strengthened them. We still enjoyed all the things together we had before, our company, our bodies, our foreplay and our sexual adventures together. Our orgasms were still as good, strong and exhausting as they had been. That weekend had been nice, but it had just been a delicious, short sexual adventure in our lives and we were both happy to have had it, but neither of us felt anything was lost from our own love for the lack of it. We were content together, as we had been from day one. And my beloved girl still always seemed to know what I was thinking before I said it. Tanya had tried to call Toni day after day, into the evenings, three, four times a day but without success. She used my phone too, and tried using withheld numbers, but nothing worked. We eventually decided that Toni had got herself another phone or number, and no longer used this one. We’d left messages; they were not returned. And after a while, we stopped. Apart from an odd comment by one of us in the days immediately after that, neither of us had spoken much about the weekend, or Toni, since then. Not because it was embarrassing, or taboo. We didn’t need to speak about it. It was nice, it was short, it had ended sadly and we wished it hadn’t, but it was over, and we had each other to ourselves again with nothing lost from our love. I didn’t know if Tanya ever thought about Toni. She probably did. I did from time to time, a sad nostalgia in my heart as I remembered her, and my thoughts idly drifted to her now, recalling her figure and body, her sweet taste and the light in her eyes when she was especially excited or happy, our time together and how she had made us laugh, and I recalled her orgasms and how she had enjoyed herself with us. My thoughts idled away, not with regret, but with a pleasant feeling that she had brought extra pleasure to Tanya and I, and we in turn had given her pleasure she had either missed for so long or not known before. But I remembered it all with a certain sadness, too. So it shouldn’t have been a shock, but it was, when Tanya suddenly said, “You came to love her a lot, didn’t you?” (How does she do that?) “Yes,” I agreed thoughtfully. “I did love her a lot.” “I loved her too,” Tanya said. “I loved her in my way, and you did too.” She was silent for a while as we strolled along. Then she asked, “Do you still miss her?” “No,” I said promptly. “The memories, yes. Her no, because I have you. Even Toni could not replace you, or the way I feel about you, or what we have together. You know it and I know it. Yes, of course I remember what she did to me, and to you, and what we all shared. I remember it with great pleasure, but miss her? No, I don’t miss her.” I wondered what all this was leading up to. Surely Tanya had no doubts about us? Did she perhaps think that I missed Toni so much that I wanted to be with her instead of my Tanya after all? “Sweetheart, surely you can’t think that---“ “Would you like her to come again?” “I would love her to cum again,” I assured her. She hit me on the back. Gently. “Lump! You know what I mean!” I took her shoulders and turned her to face me. I regarded her seriously for a moment or two. “How can that be?” I told her softly and gently, brushing her lovely flowing hair from her face. “Listen, you know very well that I will do anything you like to give you pleasure, both in bed and out of it. My life revolves around making you happy. I love giving your body pleasure. Of course I loved what Toni did to me and to you too. I loved our weekend together. To love you, and her, and to know her love in return was…….” I fell silent, hunting for the words, but Tanya was nodding a little and she knew. “But she is gone. So I don’t miss it and I don’t need it when I have you. Do you understand, woman?” I finished, jokingly severe. “Yes, sir. I understand master,” she replied submissively. And then she added softly, “I thought you would feel that way. I hoped you would feel that way. But I wanted to hear it from you.” “You had doubts!” I said in alarm. “No, no, no, I didn’t,” she answered earnestly. “None whatsoever Davey baby. I thought I had judged right, but I wanted to hear it.” “You always judge me right,” I sighed. “You’re very good at it.” Tanya nodded. “Lump. You’re a book.” “Hmmph! Don’t know if I like that.” “A sex book. A fantastically exciting and erotic one. Positively debauched.” “That’s alright then.” We strolled on. “Do you miss her?” I asked. Tanya said slowly, “No, sweet Davey. I don’t miss her. But I remember how it was, and I remember my feelings towards her while she was with us. Nice, warm, loving feelings. I still have those feelings in my heart towards her. And so do you, lump, and I know it!” She paused and considered. “So I suppose, if I miss anything at all, it’s being able to give those feelings to her. To show her how I feel.” She paused again then looked at me earnestly. “Do you understand me, Davey baby?” Since Tanya’s whole being is always focussed on giving to me and loving me, I understood perfectly. “Yes,” I answered. “I do. Because that’s how I feel if for some reason I can’t show you how I feel. And I had a lot of pleasure when I saw in her eyes that she appreciated our giving, she loved us for it.” “That’s not the only pleasure you had from her,” Tanya said darkly, nudging me in the ribs. “Nor you!” I returned with a grin. “But I’m not talking about that. I’m talking about pleasure inside, in the soul, in the heart. I’m talking about missing loving her and showing it, giving it. And so are you,” I added, “and I know that.” Tanya nodded. We strolled on a little more, enjoying the evening air, the sounds around us and the fragrance of early Autumn as golden leaves scrunched underfoot, and we enjoyed the simple pleasure of just being together. She squeezed my hand. “So it doesn’t matter to you if she was to visit us again, or not?” Again I wondered where this was going. I know my Tanya and I felt instinctively that there was a real purpose behind all this but I couldn’t for the life of me work out what it was. We had not heard from Toni or seen her since the day she left our home but Tanya’s words still seemed to hint to me that she harboured doubts in some way. I grabbed her shoulders again and faced her, looking at her lovely eyes and mouth which I just had to kiss, very gently and tenderly. “Now listen to me,” I began. “You are the most important thing in the world to me. Yes, I know that sounds trite or corny but that doesn’t make it any less true. You and I have something that is so special, so rare, so completely whole, that I doubt if another man or woman in ten million could say the same. Have we ever argued? Have we fought? Has there even been so much as a cross word between us? No. We understand and know each other as well as we know ourselves. The way we are together, our shared thoughts, the way we complement each other’s lives and fulfil them, is something that most people will never know, and die without ever having sampled such togetherness for a minute, never mind living daily. You have my heart, absolutely, completely, fully, without any restrictions, doubts or hesitation. We are like sun and rain, you and I. Our two lives are one, and all sun is no good without rain and all rain is useless without sun, and that is what makes our two lives one whole one, and it blooms and flowers and grows and is spectacular because of that.” Tanya had taken a step back from me so that my arms were at full length to hold her shoulders. She stared at me. “And as long,” I went on, “as there is rain to complement the sun, and sun to complement the rain, then life will continue to thrive and grow. It doesn’t need more than that. So whether or not you add something else to it temporarily doesn’t matter. It won’t affect the long-term result. That whole life will thrive and grow. So it doesn’t matter whether Toni or any other girl is a fleeting part of our whole life. It is there anyway, thriving, growing, blossoming and giving each of us separately astounding pleasure, contentment, and happiness. And because we are human beings, love is added to that sun and that rain. It is the earth that the sun warms and the rain refreshes and all together it makes a wonderful, natural, incredibly special thing that you and I are blessed with. I have you. You have me, and together we are whole and we are more than the sum of our parts. I know this. I have understood this since I first met you, and that is why my love for you is so strong, so all-encompassing, so indestructible. If I am the rain, you are my sun. I need you to make my life whole, and you do. I do not need anything else to make it whole. Anything else added to it is a bonus, but not necessary. I love you with all my heart and nothing and no-one could ever affect that, or take it away. So the answer to your question is, it doesn’t matter to me if Toni comes to us again or not. Or anyone else, for that matter. It’s nice, it’s as if there was an extra long, bright sunny day to my rain, but I don’t need it because I have my sun in my life already, every single day and every single night, and it’s you.” I looked at Tanya. Her chest was heaving, her shoulders rose and fell. She stared at me and made a noise. “Uh –uh—uh,” and then she was flying at me, her hands curled into fists and she was pounding them at my chest so hard I had to take a step back. I thought for a moment that she was furiously angry and then I realised she was sobbing her heart out. “What is it?” I asked, dumbfounded. “What did I do? What did I say?” She sobbed and sobbed and now she was resting her fists against my chest, her head lowered and her shoulders shook and heaved. She tried to speak but struggled for breath between the sobs. “Y-y–y you said, - you bastard!” (I’m sure I didn’t say that?) “Y-y you said the n- n- nicest words –uh – I h- h- have ever heard in my h- h- h- whole life, from any w- w- one ever!” My arms went round her and I cuddled and hugged her. “Sshh! Sshh! Don’t cry,” I murmured into her hair. “Sshh. If they were nice words, why are you crying?” And then the words came tumbling out, punctuated by her sobs. “Y- y- you bastard. I c- c- couldn’t believe w- w- what I was hearing and it made me so h- h- happy to hear them and I w-w- wanted to laugh and jump and t- t- t- tell you and it m- m- made me want to love you even m-m-more than I do and---“ she began to slap me across my shoulderblades every few words, “it gave me a pain in my heart because I c- c- can’t love you any more than I do and that made me s- s- sad and if ever there was any w- w- one that I wanted to hear words like that from it’s you and you said them and I was sad because I can’t love you more than I do and I want to and I wanted to tell you and my heart felt as if it was going to burst because I love you so much I was angry because I can’t love you more and because I was sad and I should’ve been happy and that made me more angry and that made me sad that I was angry and I’m crying and I love you so much you lump and you’re a bastard!” “Yeeesss. Well, that’s all perfectly clear now,” I sighed. Her fists were again resting against my chest and I hugged her tightly, partly out of sheer love and partly to stop her slaps which were actually beginning to hurt. She continued to sob as I stroked her hair and her cheek. “I love you, Davey,” she whispered after a while. “I do love you so very, very much it makes my heart ache.” I really didn’t know how to respond to this. Was this a good thing or a bad thing? I made do with cupping her small face in my hands, gazing into her eyes and murmuring, “My heart is also full of love Tanya. For you. My special, special girl. It will always be full of love for you, no matter what.” And then I just held her, waiting until the sobs had passed and she was quiet. I pulled my hanky from my pocket and gently wiped away the tears and the streaks on her face. “Shall we go home?" She nodded, sniffed and took my hanky to dry her face again and blow her nose. We turned and started to retrace our steps homewards. “And after all that,” she said, the last few, dry, sobs escaping her, “I didn’t even a –a - ask you the thing that was most im – p -- portant.” My arm was round her shoulder and I squeezed it gently. “What did you want to ask me, my sweet little Tanya?” She sniffed a couple of times and used the hanky again. “I’ve found her. I spoke to her. I w-w-wanted to ask you if you would like it if T-T-Toni came to live with us.”
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To those cynics and scoffers who have read this story who do not believe that the characters could be real, who do not believe that a love such as described here can exist, to those who do not believe that there are people in the world for whom the driving force, their ‘raison d’etre’, is to ensure the pleasure and happiness of their lover, or who have never experienced the feelings of a reciprocal love so overwhelming, so complete, so ecstatic, so absolute that it almost hurts, I have these words for you:-
If you have never seen the fiery light of a shooting star blazing its way across the heavens, if you have never witnessed first hand the colours of the Aurora Borealis playing in the night sky, that doesn’t alter the fact that they exist. They do.
You are unlucky. You are the ten million.
To those prudes who have read this story, in whole or in part, who are shocked and horrified and revolted by the characters and the way they have behaved, the things they have said and the things they have done, to themselves and to others, I have these words for you:-
Until you first taste an apple, you won’t know if you like it.
The situations and events described in this story will be unacceptable to most people. But that doesn’t alter the fact that they exist. There are people for whom such activities, shared with another, or with others, heighten their pleasure, strengthen the bond of their love, enhance their experiences, enrich their lives. They are not decadent people. They are not depraved people. They are not sick people.
We lived on a farm many animals and a whole lot of privacy. We lived in a one and a half story house, on the second story it was only a bedroom ,a small bathroom,and a balcony.I had been living there all my life upstairs alone,untill for my 13th b-day i got a small puppy.I had brothers but they lived in lttle apartments and houses on our 52 acres. I wanted to live by myself in one of them but my mom thought i was to young.I pleaded,"but mama Adam was only 13 when he got one,". My mom gave me this "shut up" kinda look and said,"well yes but he is a boy and i dont have to worry about him inviting his boyfriend over and getting knocked up".Me,knowing who she was refering to, walked off to go up to my room . Anyways back 2 my puppy. He was small a
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nd young he was my only real friend 1 year went by he got bigger and i got less interested in him,i mean come on a dog cant do much to me now so i left him alone.another year went by and i got a boyfriend,Todd.I was 14 and he was 16 my mom did not like him at all she said he was to old,i did not care.He was best friends with my 17 year old brother who may i say was very perverted.....Pleaz send comments girl_pretty_girly@yahoo.com (2 be continued)
This pase September my old friend Fred turned up his toes, yep that's right he kicked the bucket. This was rather sudden, he had been having some minor problems when he went in for a test that, if the Doctor wasn't careful he could kill you. Thats just what happened, a medical screw up and bang he was gone. Fred was just 72 and he and his wife 64 were lots of fun to hang out with, they were both very talented and had developed some hobbies that were fun to do and also put a little extra cash in there pockets. The were into making Jewelery and various other artsy stuff.
The morning after Fred died Annette called and ask me to help her wit
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h the funeral arrangements, Fred wanted to be creamated and have his ashes scattered in the mountains. After the funeral we took Fred home and placed him on the mantel. Annette was all wound up and exhausted at the same time. She didn't know what to do next, Fred had left some unfinished work on a remoddeling project, she didn't know what to do about that, she had many questions about finances and many other things. She was beat but would not admit it, I got her to take an asperin and lay down. I started rubbing her back while she lay face down trying to relax, suddenly Annette rolled over to ask me a question. As she did one breast was under my hand before I knew it. I didn't do anything, not move it or remove it I just left it on her full round breast. For a moment she didn't realize what she had done then she looked at her tit and said "My My, iys been quite a while since anybody has caressed my breasts." I said excuse me and moved my hand, Annette said "Oh thats alright it felt kind of nice." She rolled back over and I began to rub her back again, this time her mind was on my rubbing her back, she commented on how good it felt, I slipped my habd under her sweater and continued to rub, I undidn her bra, she sighed and rolled over this time my hand was on her bare breast, as I caressed them she just commented on how good it felt, I rolled her medium sized nipples in my fingers that made her squirm and press her breasts harder into my hand, now she was totally into what I was doing, she was purring like a cat.
Annette has a girl friend who had been staying with her for a couple weeks prior to Freds death. Unfortunately just as I was thinking I was getting her turned on she thought about her lady friend down stairs and pushed my hand away, saying something about if Mary comes looking for us we can't be doing this stuff. Damn the luck, Oh well.
Annette had lost a lot of weight when Frank was being tested over a 4 or 5 months period, I told her she was too skinny, she agreed and said she'd try to gain some weight, she is 5'1" and looks great at her normal 105 but at 90 lbs she a little skinny.
A week after the funeral Annette called and ask me to lunch to get some more free financial advice. Side note: I am 7 or 8 years younger than Annette. We had lunch and flirted a little, we had always flirted and I'd even felt her up a couple times and she had flashed her pussy once when Fred was up stairs and we were cleaning the hobby room. After lunch I drove to a little hotel, Annette ask what I was doing, I told her I wanted soem time alone with her (Mary was still staying with her for comfort) I wanted to see if I could give her some comfort of my own. She didn't ever object, when we got to the room I kissed her immediately her tongue was darting in search of mine, I was all over her tits, we slowed down, I unbuttoned her dark blue satin blouse, then got her pants off so that she was standing in only her bra and panties. Annette then removed my shirt and pants, kissing all the time as we went. I stepped back to drop my briefs and she dropped her bra and panties so quick, I was surprized that she had not been a little more reluctant about getting naked. Her breasts were full and round , she told me she was a "D" cup, they were softer than I had immagined, yet they did not sag much at all, her areolias only about two shades darker than the rest of her breast and the nipples only about two shades darker than that. Annette's nipples are not very big they are about as big around as a pencil and about 3/8 to 1/2 an inch in length when she is arroused, but boy does she like them sucked. Annette neve had any children and told me she thought the reason she liked them sucked so much was that she had not suckled a baby and this was making up for that. I kissed every square inch of her breasts over and over I kissed and sucked them, Annette is one of those few woman that can climax while you suck her nipples, that was exciting! Annette's bush was partially trimmed her pussy lips are so exotic looking, I told her I loved looking at her pussy, hmmm is all I heard. I went down on her sweet pussy teasing the outer lips and flicking her clit with my tongue, she was squealing and moaning and climaxing, by the time I decided to slide my cock inside her she had cum 3 times, she was so wet! I placed the tip of my cock against her pussy lip and proceeded to slide in, abouttwo thirds of the way in Annette stopped me, "Its been a while since I've done this you'll have to so very slow so I can get used to you, I think your bigger than Fred was. I held my cock in place for maybe 20 to 30 seconds then pulled out until I was ready to fall out then slid back inside her about the same distance as before, slowly, very slowly I repeated this noticing her getting wetter and wetter, soon I was completely in her wanton pussy, as I pressed in to the full length of my cock Annette let out a big squeal and a big sigh and climaxed again. Annette was like a machine once you wound her up. She didn't want to stop even though she said she would probably be sore tomarrow. I offer to stop but she said no she wanted to keep going, as we fucked she told me she had needed to get fucked for a long time, the meds Fred was on affected his ability to get hard. Annette also told me that she had thought about seducing me several times in the past but had not gotten up the courage. I told her I'd help her make up for lost time.
We spent 2 hours fucking that afternoon, Annette was game for any position and any action, she loved it all and told me so. And I quote, "I love sex, I love fucking you and I'll fuck you as long as you want me too, even if you are married." Annette has invited me to cum back on several occations, we do not live in the same town we are about 60 miles apart, her friend is gone now so its much easier to get together. Last night I went to see her, we spent the entire evening in front of the firepalce I sucked her tits for a very long time then we began fucking like newly weds. What a horny Lady, MMMMMMMM I love it.
While eating and having some beer Niky suggested, “ let's go to mom's room later on, I want to make more videos of Mariana, and let’s have more fun, it was amazing we all together.”
I replied, “so you liked Mariana being with us.”
Niky said, “Yes it was fun,” then she asked me, “Daddy, when do you want to fuck Miruna?”
WHEN NOT IF I WANT.
She continued, “ Do you want to fuck Miruna together with her mother?, or only with us first!” , her and her mother she meant by us.
I was really surprised, and choked the beer I was drinking, “What are you talking about sweetie,” I replied.
Niky came over to me and kissed me then said, “Miruna wants to fuck you Daddy and I promised her I’ll arrange that with you, I’m sure you will enjoy fucking Miruna as y
     Jan and Angie, the two five foot tall lesbians, started their careers in the series ‘Nerve Endings’ which can be found on ‘Kirsten’s Archives’, and on ‘Lesbian Lolita’.
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-spacerun: yes">     Big Brother Bobby was introduced in the first part of the ‘My brother’ series.
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     Susie Slut, who I might say seems to have achieved some fame, also debuted with Bobby.
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     Little Kelly, the nymphet came along in part two as breakfast dessert.
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     And last but not least, Bobby finally got it on with Jan in part three.
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In answer to all the requests from my fantastically nice fans, here is:
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My brother, my mother, my lover, Susie Slut, my dad, Kelly, and debuting Little Linda Lapper, part four!
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“Oh alright, I’m coming!†I yelled, as I ran to the front door. Some one was banging so hard on the knocker that plates were rattling in the china cabinet!
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I threw open the door, with all intention of knocking whoever it was clean off the porch! I may be little, but I pack a mean punch, as Bobby will testify! But the sight in front of my shocked eyeballs was not at all what I was expecting!
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Susie Slut stood, no, leaned, on the side of the door, swacked out of her gourd! In one hand hung an open quart bottle of Dago Red, and in the other were her shoes and socks! She had on a little sundress, which at one time, buttoned up the front, from top to bottom!
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However, at the moment, it was completely open, and her sexy tits, and blonde, neatly shaved cunt lips, were naked as a jaybird! Her hair, usually done to perfection, was hanging in her face, so I couldn’t even see her eyes!
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She swayed back on her heals, then teetered  forward, as she staggered into the entryway, and caromed off the hall walls, as she sashayed her cute little butt back and forth, while trying to stay upright! I watched, unbelievingly, as she wove back and forth, bouncing off one wall, then colliding with the other!
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I’d seen a few drunks in my day, but she definitely was the worst I had ever seen, that could still walk upright!
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Kelly and her little friend Linda, who had come over to visit, were just staring at her, as she weaved, and tripped, then caught herself, and giggled!
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“Hi there, girls! How’sh it goin’†she slurred!
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She passed them, and made it to the living room, before her legs gave out! She crashed to the floor, in a heap, with her naked body lying on top of her, now wine soaked, dress, and the bottle balanced on her stomach, emptying itself rapidly!
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Bobby and Dad came into the living room from the kitchen. Bobby took one look, and burst out laughing! Dad just grinned, and ogled Susie’s naked body, lying there all stretched out, and vulnerable looking, with the Dago Red running down her belly, and into the slit between her puffy cunt lips!
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Kelly and her little friend Linda moved closer, and were staring at Susie, with their mouths hanging open, and their eyes as big as saucers!
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“Hey, you guys! Do you want to help me clean her up? I’ll give you each a dollar if you’ll lick that wine off her stomach, and from between her legs!†I said.
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Kelly looked at Linda, and then they both looked at me, questioningly.
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“We’ve never licked a girl before. We don’t know how!†Linda whined.
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Angie popped into the room from the kitchen, where she had been listening.
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“Come on, you two! I’ll show you how!â€Â
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Angie took their hands, and led them close, and told them to kneel down by Susie, one between her legs, and the other above her head, so they could see when she demonstrated her girl licking technique!
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(As you all know, if you’ve read my ‘Nerve Endings’ series, Angie has the tongue of a fat lizard, big and long! I’ve had her tongue so far up my cunt that I could swear it wiggled against my tonsils! And boy could she move it! )
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She lowered her head to Susie’s breasts, and began to suck up the red wine. The little girls stared in awe, as Angie sucked her tits clear up into her mouth, until they almost disappeared! At the same time she licked back and forth, to clean every inch of Susie’s white mounds, and pink nipples!
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As she finished each one, it would pop out of her puffy lips, and quiver, as the stiff nipple shook, and swelled! Susie moaned in her stupor, and pushed her chest up toward Angie’s eager mouth, unconsciously!
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“Think you girls can imitate me on her face and cunt lips?†Angie asked.
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They both bobbed their heads up and down in unison, as they bent down, and placed their soft little mouths on Susie’s trembling skin! Kelly licked her eyes, and nose, and around her mouth, as Linda began to slide her pink tongue up and down Susie’s outer cunt lips!
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Susie came out of it temporarily, just enough to mutter, NO! Then she wafted off to la la land again. Her subconscious, however, was getting increasingly more turned on, the more the little tongues worked on her nerve endings!
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I couldn’t resist the sexy display before me, so I knelt down next to Kelly, to help with her face job. As I leaned down, my little spaghetti strapped dress fell open, and Kelly locked her eyes on my nipples! They started to expand under her gaze! I gasped, at the thought of her getting excited looking at me, and moisture seeped out of my clean shaven little cunt lips!
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Then Kelly placed one hand over my breast, and agonizingly slowly slid down, until she had my nipple between her fingers! Her touch made little goose bumps all over both of my tits, and my nerve endings begged for more attention!
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She was watching my eyes steadily, as she rolled my nipple in her fingers, and started to pull it out away from my chest! I moaned, and grabbed her small hand, and crushed it hard against my breast! She panted softly, as she squeezed me hard, and tugged some more, until I was gasping for air!
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Mom had slipped into the room quietly, and  kneeled down, naked, behind Linda, who was really getting into her job of licking and sucking the wine from Susie’s cunt, and glistening blonde pubic curls!
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By this time the skin on Susie’s body was telling her brain to move her body back and forth under the little fingers! Her breath was getting more ragged, and she was jerking around on the wine soaked carpet. Her eyes were still closed, but her mouth was hanging open, as Kelly licked her lips, and ran her tongue in and out, and up and down, all over Susie’s face!
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I spread my legs, as I lay down on Susie’s outstretched arm, and worked my cunt lips back and forth over her hand. Something in Susie’s mind told her to make a fist, and I felt her knuckles rub my cunt lips open, and my clit slid in and out of her loosely clenched fingers, as I humped her arm!
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As Kelly worked on Susie with her mouth, she reached up and inched my dress further and further up my body, until it was bunched around my neck! I pulled back, and yanked it off over my head, and then sank back down on Susie’s arm to fuck her fist, as I licked her face and sucked on her ear!
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Dad had come back in the room, and he moved behind Kelly, and started unbuttoning the row of fasteners up the back of her little dress. Then he slid the little arm holes off her arms, and threw the dress into the corner. I ogled Kelly’s little bumps, and the tiny erect nipples, while dad dragged her cotton panties down over her little white bottom!
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Kelly moaned, as dad ran his hand up her crack! She gasped softly, as he probed her little pink butt hole. Then he slid one finger up into her little cunt, and she jerked, as she had a little orgasm! She was holding herself up, with one hand on the carpet, and one clutching Susie’s throbbing tit! She spread her legs wide, and stuck her adorable little rear up in the air, so dad could finger her clit as he pumped her tight little cunt hole!
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While dad fucked Kelly with one hand, he pushed his shorts down and off with the other, and moved up closer to her rear. Then he slid his stiff penis between the little girl’s legs and started rubbing it back and forth over her swollen little labia!
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At that moment Susie’s eyes snapped open, and she whipped her head back and forth, looking at everybody mauling her feverish body! I lowered my head, and Kelly and I both slid our tongues along the side of Susie’s panting lips. Then we simultaneously shot our tongues in and around her gasping mouth, and planted both of ours down hard on her face as we frenched her furiously!
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Susie squirmed under us all, and she opened her hand to pull it out from under me, and only succeeded in shoving her fingers into my hole further! Her other hand was under Dad, and as she tried to free it, Dad sat down so her fingers went up his butt!
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Meanwhile, back at the Susie’s crotch, Angie and Linda were doubled teaming Susie’s clit, as they both licked, and sucked, and slurped, up and down, and in and out of Susie’s throbbing swollen cunt!
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I looked down over Susie’s twitching frame, and saw mom sliding her hands up under Linda’s little smock! When they came back out she had the pretty pink underwear in her fingers, and the little girl was now naked under her dress!
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Mom’s hands disappeared once more, and I saw Linda start to move her little butt up and down, as mom fingered her little slit! Linda’s little mouth was literally flying up and down Susie’s crack now, and I could feel the fingers in my cunt clench onto my clit, as Susie arched her back, and screamed, when an orgasm wracked her body!
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I felt something wet splash on my hand, and raised my head, as another shot of Dad’s cum hit me in the face, and ran down over my panting mouth! Kelly’s stomach was bathed in the stuff, as Dad kept groaning and spurting over, and over, up the little girl’s stomach from underneath!
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Then Kelly shuddered, as her orgasm shook her! At the same time Linda came, as she screamed into Susie’s cunt, with her lips locked on the wet opening! Angie had been humping Susie’s knee, as she licked her clit, and she, too, shook, as little shocks ran up and down her body!
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The only cool head in the bunch was mom, who still had her hand up Linda’s dress, constantly building another orgasm for the panting little girl! From where I was I could see clear down the little smock to where mom’s knees were sitting on the carpet. The little red strawberry nipples were sticking straight down from her flat little chest! I watched her stomach rippling as mom brought her off again!
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After her little rest Susie was now awake, and glistening, under her coat of Dad’s cum! We let her sit up, and she trembled, as the after shocks surged up and down her smooth skin!
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We all gasped, as Bobby came back into the room, stark naked, with his big penis jutting straight out in the air! He looked at me, and tilted his head toward Angie, who was sitting back on her thighs, staring in awe at Bobby’s fat cock! I nodded, to let him know I was okay with what he was about to do! Angie trembled, watching Bobby move closer to her panting puffy lips!
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Bobby stopped with his swollen dick right in front of Angie’s mouth! Angie never took her wide eyes off it, as Bobby leaned even closer, and brushed his penis against her sweet lips! I saw Angie jerk, and I knew she had just had an orgasm, as she shuddered, and quivered, and slowly spread her lips open to take his penis into her hot little mouth!
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Everyone was holding their breath, as we stared at Angie pulling Bobby’s penis ever deeper into her mouth! When I thought she would gag, Bobby eased slowly out. Then he plunged hard back in until his balls hit Angie’s chin!
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Angie closed her eyes in bliss, as Bobby kept repeating the same action, over, and over, until he arched his back, and shoved his hips hard against Angie’s face! She reached around behind him, and grabbed his hard buns, and pulled him tighter against her, until Bobby groaned, and his cock spewed cum into Angie’s sucking mouth!
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He bucked, again and again, against Angie’s puffy lips, until cum poured out the sides of her mouth, and dripped down over her stiff nipples, and fell on the carpet! She kept swallowing, and sucking, until Bobby’s knees were shaking!
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Bobby finally pulled out, and Angie licked her cum covered lips, and grinned up at him!
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“It’s about time, big boy! What the hell took you so long?â€Â
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“I thought you and Jan were so locked up that I shouldn’t abuse your relationship!â€Â
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Angie looked at me, and grinned again!
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“We already talked about it, Bobby! We were just waiting for you to make your move!â€Â
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Bobby stared at me, and I couldn’t help giggling. He looked sooo pissed!
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“Jan, I’m going to get you for this!â€Â
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“Yeah, right! And just how do you intend to do that?â€Â
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He turned and walked over to me. He reached under my arms and lifted me up in the air and slammed me against the wall, as he shoved his big dick up between my legs!
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My brother is the strongest guy I know, and when he goes after someone it’s usually curtains for them! Unfortunately I was that someone right now, and he meant to make me hurt!
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He forced my legs apart as he held me against the wall with my feet up off the floor! I put my arms around his neck and bit his lip hard! “That’ll show him!†I thought, as I tasted blood on my lips!
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Unfortunately it was the wrong thing to do, because it only turned him on more! I felt that fat cock slide up into my cunt, and I gasped, and bit him again! That made him mad, and he slammed his hips hard into mine, which forced his dick way up in me! I shuddered, as I clung to him, and jerked, and bucked back against his driving hips!
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He fucked me faster and faster!
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 Linda and Kelly came over to each side of me, and reached up to grab my breasts! I shrieked, as they pulled hard! I wrapped my legs around Bobby, and squeezed with all my might!
Bobby kept hammering me against the wall, until I felt the hot cum surge up into my raw cunt!
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 He gasped, and jerked, until his orgasm passed, and then he slowly let me sink down the wall, until I lay crumpled at his feet gasping for air!
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“That’s how I’m going to get you!†he laughed, as he patted the top of my head, and grinned sweetly down at me! God, I love my big brother! He is all man, and he had just proved it, to all the astonished faces staring at us from around the room!
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Dad came over, and patted him on the back, and gave him a hug!
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“I’ve wanted to do that myself, for all these years that she has teased me so unmercifully!†he laughed!
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“Dad! I’m your sweet little daughter! That’s not nice to say!†I said as I looked up at two flaccid dicks hanging in my face! I couldn’t resist reaching up and grabbing both of them, and tugging hard!
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“We’ll see just who gets who, here!†I giggled, as I began to jerk back and forth with both hands, and felt the softness speedily disappearing!
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Within seconds they were both hard as rocks, as I sped up my stroking! They both leaned over me, and placed their hands against the wall, and spread ‘em, like the cops make the bad guys do in the movies!
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Angie couldn’t resist getting even for Bobby abusing me! She moved behind Bobby and Dad, and grabbed their buns hard! They both jerked, and looked back over their shoulders at my grinning little buddy!
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Angie slid her hands between both of their ass cheeks, and shoved her index fingers right into their holes, hard! They both yelped, and stiffened, as Angie began to finger fuck their rear ends, while I jerked their straining cocks from in front!
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We fucked them faster and faster! They were both panting and moaning as their balls swelled! Then they erupted in twin geysers, all over my face and the wall behind me! I yanked continually, until they were totally drained, and my hair, face, nipples, and chest, were saturated with their cum!
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I stood up under their outstretched arms, and shoved my fingers into their mouths, as I commanded them to suck all the cum off! They sucked, as they panted around my probing fingers, until my hands were clean!
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Angie pulled her fingers out and slapped them both, hard, on their bottoms!
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“That’ll teach you to mess with my lover!’ she giggled.
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Dad and Bobby turned to her, and kissed the top of her head, as they laughed, and laughed, hugging grinning Angie between them! I stood up, and joined them in a group hug, as I fondled their bottoms!
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Then we all hugged and kissed the other people surrounding us, and then we cleaned up the living room. Bobby took Susie Slut up to his room to clean her up, while Angie and I talked to the little girls.
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“Well, kids, how did you like your first girl lick?â€Â
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“It was awesome!†giggled Kelly, as she hugged me, and kissed my stomach with her sticky little lips.
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“I really like to lick pussy!†Linda piped in.
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“Well, we’ll have to call you Linda Lapper from now on!†giggled Angie, which broke us all up!
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They cleaned up, and left, and Angie, and my mom and I, went in to get dinner ready.
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A little while later dad came into the kitchen, and asked, “What’s to eat?†with a lascivious ‘Groucho Marx’ grin on his face, complete with the fluttering eyebrows, and the shaking of the imaginary cigar!!
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We lost it big time, as we laughed so hard that tears ran down our faces!
Megan’s face exploded in joy seeing her father’s car pull into the driveway with Aaron in the passenger’s seat. She made it very clear to her father that he had better not leave Aaron at the hospital or she would never forgive him.ÂÂ
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monospace" size="2">Carly and Megan’s father returned home three days early after convincing his superiors it was an emergency situation. Aaron constantly doped up on medicine, feeling great all the time, woke up in Carly’s bed to Carly scared half to death as his face laid in a pool of blood. After washing his face off, they concluded that it came from his ears and she immediately called her mom. Megan wouldn’t leave her room after seeing Carly walking Aaron into the bathroom with his head soaked in blood. Their neighbor had rushed him to the emergency room and the girl’s father caught the first flight home arriving early that evening to meet Aaron at the hospital. Carly, traumatized from waking up to see her love face down in a pool of blood couldn’t bear to face Megan. She herself could barely keep herself together as friends of their family stopped by to help the girl’s recover.
The girl’s father sensed how close the trio had grew in the few weeks together and from what he got from his daughters through the phone at the hospital, he tried his hardest to sway the doctors to let him bring Aaron home with him that night. After collecting several images of Aaron’s body through cat scans, MRIs, and a few X-Rays, the doctors reluctantly let him take Aaron. Aaron had to make daily checkups at the hospital from then on until they had figured out the exact details and had performed a possible operation to remove what looked to be a tumor. Adding to the complexity of the situation, the hospital insisted that if he was to leave the hospital, he would have to be monitored at all hours of the day as well as carry a panic button with him. The panic button panel actually carried two buttons, a large one which when pressed would signal a beeper which should be carried by a close monitoring adult at all times, and another smaller button that when pressed and held twice, would alert the local police.ÂÂ
The father approved to it all and when they left the hospital with the new prescribed medication, he and Aaron agreed that it would probably be best to not mention the truth to the girls. They decided to pass it off as a severe inner ear infection and hold the truth until they had a definite answer on what was going to happen, then persuade the girl’s mom to tell them.
Aaron was happy as hell that he was finally home. He figured that Carly made an excuse as to why he was in her bed in the first place and that was why her father wasn’t bothered by it but he feared that he might still ask him and his lie not be the same as Carly’s. He hadn’t done anything with her since their first time together, nor had he done anything at all since his last experience with Megan the morning after. Carly had felt so happy after her first time, she was a bit reluctant to try again so soon and instead tried developing a stronger bond with him. Megan hadn’t had much luck as Carly was always tailing Aaron, wanting to spend every minute of her life with him and had frequently pushed Megan away if she tried coming on to him. Needless to say, this only pushed Megan into jealousy and she vowed that she would lock herself away with Aaron the first chance she had alone with him.
Megan broke away from her bedroom window and sprinted downstairs to meet her father and Aaron to ask them countless questions. Seeing the two of them pulling into the driveway reassured her of what Aaron told her and how he couldn’t die and he would be protected by his money and her father.ÂÂ
Carly and Megan both broke through the front door at the same time as Carly was tipped off by Megan’s frantic race down the stairs.ÂÂ
The four walked back into the house, Aaron and their father answering question after question, telling the truth mostly and filling in the inner ear infection story as they went along. After the excitement died down, an awkward silence fell about them. Now that their father was there, Carly couldn’t be so blatantly caring and interested in Aaron and Megan couldn’t be so suggestive with him. Their father could sense that they were acting different on account of him being there, so he went into his bedroom to do some work on his laptop leaving the teenage clique alone to do whatever teenagers do.ÂÂ
His leaving did little to stop the silence as Carly couldn’t get the images from her mind of him in the morning, his entire head glazed in blood and seeing him motionless, she couldn’t tell whether he was asleep or not. Megan walking from her room at the time to see the commotion, imprinted the images of Aaron being guided to the bathroom with blood dripping from his face. She couldn’t even imagine what would have caused such a thing. Aaron just couldn’t bring himself to what was really happening. He hadn’t thought about death since his parents went, but now he was being forced to think about the possibility of his own, even though the doctors never said anything of the sort.ÂÂ
Megan reluctantly left to the bathroom, leaving Aaron alone with Carly.
“Are you ever going to want to sleep with me again,†Aaron asked Carly looking down to his feet. Carly seeing perfectly why he would say such a thing, thought and decided that he needed her acceptance now more than anything.ÂÂ
“You could never scare me away,†she consolingly said to him while looking at his distraught face. Megan came racing back into the room making sure she didn’t miss anything important.ÂÂ
What was left of the day passed by slowly until their father suggested that since they had such an eventful day, that they should all go to bed. The father especially was tired after waking up early in the morning getting a call no father wants to get, even if it isn’t technically his child, and having to argue his way onto a several hour flight. Then rush to the hospital to fill out countless forms and hear only what sounded like bad and expensive news. He knew he would fall asleep like a baby that night but the tricky part was quickly approaching.ÂÂ
He had to insist that Aaron sleep with him that night in front of his daughters. He felt that that would blatantly tip them off on something bigger than an ear infection; he wasn’t about to suggest that he sleep in their room after what they witnessed the night before. Carly had provided him a foolproof excuse as to why Aaron was sleeping on her bed, with the two just talking and him falling asleep, with her not wanting to wake him, and resulting with her sleeping on the floor.
“Dad, I don’t think Aaron should be alone tonight,†Carly suggested to her father. Her father was delightfully pleased and confused with what she said next.
“I think we should pull his mattress in Megan’s room so we can keep an eye on him,†she finished. Carly already having agreed to sleep with Megan as her bed was out of commission.ÂÂ
“Well, maybe he should sleep with me then,†he replied, “I know what you must have went through this morning would have been hard.â€Â
“It’s not going to happen again, is it?†Megan blurted out a bit startled.ÂÂ
“No no no, it’s not,†their father back off, trying to give up and let them have their way to get off the subject. With the new medicine it shouldn’t, he thought.ÂÂ
Megan, standing in her cotton night pajamas peaked into her parents’ room seeing her father fast asleep. ‘If he fell asleep that fast then he must be out cold,’ she thought to herself. Aaron walked out of his room in his pants and a white t-shirt. He hid his panic button in the dresser in his room not wanting to accidently press it in the night, alerting the girl’s father to come barging in the room, and he definitely didn’t want the girl’s to find it and question him.
Megan walked past the bathroom and into her bedroom seeing both Carly and Aaron inside and closed while locking the bedroom door. Aaron laid on his bed complaining how his new drug was just making him tired like the first drug he was on. Carly climbed onto Aaron’s mattress and snuggled up with him. Megan laughed at the thought of Carly assuming she could do such a thing in her room. She turned the lights off, stepped over Aaron’s pants he’d taken off just before getting in bed, and laid behind him on his mattress. Carly felt her get on the mattress and immediately protested.
“It’s my bedroom so I make the rules,†she pouted, “and you can’t have him all the time, you’re being selfish, he loves me too and you’re hurting him by not letting me do the stuff you won’t do to him.â€Â Aaron laid between them not knowing what to say.
“I’ll do anything Aaron wants me to,†Carly protested defensively.ÂÂ
“You don’t know what he wants like I do, because you don’t love him enough to do research on how to make boys happy,†Megan strongly assaulted her. Aaron felt that soon he would be unwillingly drug into the argument and forced to pick a side; he wasn’t sure he chose the right room to sleep in.
“Aaron, who makes you happier, me or her?†Carly asked in a sweet voice. Aaron thought wildly of what do say. He was about to lie that his head was beginning to hurt when Megan finally spoke.
“He won’t say because he knows he’ll hurt someone in answering, but that’s why I make him happier, because I do the things he wants to but doesn’t want to ask for because he doesn’t like to hurt people,†Megan proudly spoke. Then she reached over Aaron’s side, quietly with fluid motion, and stuck her little hand down his boxers and began feeling his soft penis. She was fascinated with it as she originally felt the entire thing in her small hand, then felt it pumping slowly larger and larger.  She felt the entire length of it grow in her very own little hand.ÂÂ
“How’s it do that?†she asked Aaron.
“Do what?†Carly asked, and then realized Megan’s arm was reached over Aaron’s body with her hand down by his crotch. She quickly shot her hand down to his penis as well and began rubbing it. Megan pulled with all her muscles to tip Aaron on his back. Once on his back, she flipped her body on Aaron’s as fast as she could holding onto him like he was her favorite doll about to be stolen by a bully.
Carly, looking particularly perturbed, saw that she would have to wait for Megan to loosen her grip. Taking her time, knowing Megan wouldn’t dare move so soon, Carly lifted her night shirt off. As soon as Carly had her shirt over her face, Megan ripped free of Aaron and pushed her hands down to her pants and quickly pushed them, along with her white cotton panties, down as far as she could without getting up. Seeing Carly’s eyes appear, she finished pulling Aaron’s penis out of his boxers and re-gripped him.
Carly seeing Megan’s pants below her waist got mad and went to pull them back up. Megan franticly shifted her hips around spreading her legs as far as she could. She felt what she wanted and pushed her small body down onto Aaron’s penis, locking him into her with a massive wave of pressure shooting through her tiny hips.ÂÂ
Aaron could only groan as he felt his penis jerk into the tiny tight hole of his thirteen year old cousin. Seeing Carly so distraught, he reached for her. With Megan’s face on his chest, he pulled Carly’s chest to his mouth. He held one entire breast in his hand, feeling the soft, warm, perky protrusion between his fingers. Carly merely moaned feeling her breast fondled. Aaron then licked the entire length of her other breast. Carly shivered in bliss as the warm wet tongue ran the length of her bulging baby feeding organ.ÂÂ
She pulled her pants and panties to her knees, then stuck her arm under his opposite armpit while he began sucking and swirling his tongue over her nipple. Using her free hand and her legs, she managed to kick the last of her clothing off.ÂÂ
Megan began pushing herself up and down slowly with small movements, just stimulating her vagina but not to lose her grip. As she looked up in the dark watching her older sister’s nipple in Aaron’s mouth, she could only imagine having the same done to her. Slowly, as she thrust her hips, she could feel his penis inside of her move up and down, up and down, up and down. She could feel the stimulation slowly building. It wasn’t like the fast wild sensation she remembered always having with him. Her entire hip region could feel the slowly oncoming sensation of an orgasm; it felt so amazing. She couldn’t hold her climax any longer and began groaning as the slow teasing orgasm shot through her body. Her vagina clamped even harder on Aaron’s penis and in slow spasms, stimulated it almost into climax.
Aaron stopped sucking Carly’s breast and cried out trying to hold back his climax. Megan saw what he was doing and continued through her own bone shivering orgasm and pushed and shifted her hips around trying to get him to cum inside her.ÂÂ
Carly quickly caught on and hastily leaned her naked body over onto Megan’s back and stuck her face and hands between Megan’s legs. She stuck her finger into her little sister’s vaginal hole just above the shaft of Aaron’s penis and tried prying her off him. Megan pushed herself onto the penis and feeling her vagina react to the new, second intruder, she moaned more into another orgasm, squirting her juices down the length of Aaron’s penis lubricating it as her muscles again spasmed madly over it.ÂÂ
Aaron couldn’t hold back as Megan’s body tensed over his and her vagina clamped his penis inside of her. Carly jumped behind Megan and pushed with all her strength into her bare butt, slowly pushing her tiny body off Aaron’s penis. She could see Aaron’s penis climaxing as the length of her little sister’s vaginal wet tubing slid over it. She stuck her mouth down right next to her little sister’s slit, turning her face to press her lips against the soaking lips of the vagina. She wrapped her mouth over the shaft of Aaron’s penis feeling the cum pulsing into the vagina through the skin on her tongue. As the head of his penis slurped out of her worn down sister, she quickly sucked the head of his penis into her mouth to collect the rest of his cum.ÂÂ
Feeling the instantaneous transfer between the tiny spasming vagina to a hot sucking and licking mouth and tongue, all while climaxing, put Aaron’s mind into an eternal sunshine fantasy. Pushing him even further, he just felt the mouth and tongue, of his younger naked cousin, Megan, slip into his mouth as she drug her own girl cum over his stomach, now exposed from his shirt scrunching up to his chest under the friction of his naked relative, to reach his face.
Sucking the remaining cum from the appendage, and not wanting to spit it on anything, Carly funneled it down with her tongue to her throat where she began swallowing it in small intervals. She sucked as much of it down and then licked her mouth clean of it with her tongue in case she got to kiss Aaron later.
“How do you like this?†Carly whispered angrily as put her hand atop the top of her sister’s butt cheeks and pressed her thumb down her crack pushing it into her tight butt hole. Megan moaned in shock into Aaron’s mouth. Carly couldn’t believe she was getting pleasure from it; she further couldn’t believe that she herself, found it a bit arousing, feeling her thumb inside her little sister’s butt hole.
She looked down to Megan’s oozing vagina, then to Aaron’s still hard penis. She pulled Megan’s pants and panties off her legs and spread them wide around Aaron’s stomach to maneuver her own body over Aaron’s hips. She moved on, pulling Aaron’s boxers off, completely freeing him to get the most skin contact she could. Megan, wanting to feel her small body atop Aaron’s firm and warm chest, carefully pulled his shirt from him, not to alert Carly of her lack of grip on him. Carly lowered her body onto Aaron’s penis feeling it slowly enter her.
Megan felt it to as Aaron tensed his mouth around hers as she finished taking his shirt off. She knew that that could only mean he was feeling his penis being swallowed by another vagina. Megan didn’t want Carly to finish him off for the night so she fought her hand down between his legs. She felt Carly’s vagina come down around the shaft and then lift back up slowly. She followed her vagina to the mushroom on his tip and then pulled it out of her and thrust herself backwards onto it. Aaron felt as his penis was forced from one vagina and pushed into another.ÂÂ
Carly couldn’t believe what just happened and jammed her entire thumb into Megan’s butt hole. Megan bit her lip to keep from screaming in a mix of pain and pleasure. Carly used her new grip to push her little sister up off him. She also unsuspectingly turned herself on even more as she could feel the inside tissues of her younger sister.ÂÂ
Feeling the intense pressure in her butt hole, Megan was forced to pull up to Aaron’s face. Aaron, wanting them to stop fighting, sucked Megan’s lips to his and grabbed her butt cheeks keeping her pulled to his mouth.ÂÂ
Carly pulled her hand from Megan’s butt, accidently wiping her fingers against her oozing vaginal opening, and rubbing the mixture of her sister’s and Aaron’s cum onto her hand. Not knowing what to do with it, she took her hand and wiped her own vagina with it, and just waited, feeling the warm liquid running through her short newly forming pubescent shrub. Seeing Aaron holding Megan away, she pulled his hard lonely penis back to her empty cavern.ÂÂ
Aaron squeezed around Megan’s soft butt until he felt her hands guide his to her butt hole. Slowly he stuck his index finger into her hole.  She moaned again into his mouth while exchanging saliva with him. As he pushed one index finger into her butt hole and felt the pink fleshy insides press tightly against it, he guided his other hand to her vagina. Her legs being spread far out and sloping down his body, he had fairly easy access to press his other index finger into the crack.ÂÂ
Carly, hands on the mattress on either side of Aaron and Megan, slowly bounced up and down on the penis feeling the heat radiating from it shoot through her lower body.ÂÂ
Aaron, wanting to exhaust Megan quickly began pumping his fingers harder and fast into her two holes. Megan’s breathing shot into rapid spurts as she could feel him double penetrating her. She imagined and felt his body thrust under hers as her older sister bounced up and down on the organ of the guy she couldn’t keep her saliva out of.ÂÂ
Megan closed her mouth tight and screamed as the two intruders in her lower body brought her to her third intense orgasm of the night. Her entire naked body erupted and shook violently on top of Aaron’s naked body. Aaron wasn’t sure if she was alright at first but as she calmed down releasing moan after moan of intense joy, he felt she had about had it.
Aaron put his hands under her small arm pits and rolled her off his body next to him. Carly moved her bouncing body down to his as he watched her tiny boobs bounce up and down in the dark.ÂÂ
Her fifteen year old body was the most amazing piece of work he had ever seen God create. Mind and body alike, both held no bearings of flaw in his eyes. Her body, now inches from his, bouncing back and forth onto his penis drove him crazy as he just want disappear with her and live an eternity with her in his arms. He felt that even an eternity of infinitely long seconds would still not be enough time with her. He wanted the sensation of doing everything possible with her all at once, every second of the day, and never spend a moment of his life without her.
Looking down into Aaron’s eyes as he showed nothing but intense emotions of love toward her, Carly felt and knew for definite that her sister or sex could never make Aaron happier then she could simply just by being with him.
Megan, attempting to stay awake, looked into the unbreakable stare between Carly and Aaron and knew then that she could never outdo her sister in Aaron’s eyes.
Carly pressed her body onto Aaron’s, continuing to bounce herself onto him, jiggling her tiny breasts over his firm chest. She pushed her lips to his and sucked his tongue into her mouth. She felt Aaron grip her sides with his arms to feel her small thin body shake as she gently pounded onto him.
Thinking about only the kiss with Aaron, Carly violently shook in surprise when an intense orgasm shot through her unsuspecting and unprepared body. She jerked a bit and countered with tensing herself, latching herself around Aaron’s penis, squeezing her already incredibly tight vagina even tighter as the muscles in her uterus instinctively teased the head of his dick into no return. The lower vaginal muscles took over from there, milking the sperm filled cum into her womb. Carly, feeling eternal bliss, couldn’t stop from gyrating her hips in small circles around Aaron’s penis as he spilled his juice into her so small of a body.
When she felt him completely milked, she pulled herself off of him and rolled to the side of him.  She pulled her feet to her butt putting her knees into the air and squeezed her vagina shut. She turned her head sideways and stared into Aaron’s eyes as he stared back thinking as the entire horrific day pressed its way back into his mind.
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I was stationed in Arkansas and married to Sherri and we had really begun having a great time. She was still under 18 but maried so legal and she had really taken a passion to riding the Harley we had gotten. She was tring to be a "biker woman" as much as she could. She had taken to wearing a pair of jean cut off shorts that had as the crotch hthe seam only. So the seam went through her pussy lip
“Owning The Boss’s Daughter” is a complete work of fiction. All characters and ideas were made my me, the author.
Owning the Boss's Daughter
By Muhabba
Codes: M/F, Teen, Reluc
Chapter 1.
"I can't believe you're making me do this," David grumbled as he pulled out of the
driveway of his middle-class house.
Kim reached over and ruffled her husband's short cut, sandy blonde hair. "Cheer up,
sweetie. We're not going to be there for very long," she said before patting him on the
knee. "We'll make the rounds, say ‘hi’ to some people and then leave. We won't be five
minutes."
David huffed in anger before looking over at his beautiful wife. She was out of his
league by all the rules of every sport: beautiful, sexy, smart, funny, clever, quick. He
Hi, my name is James and I love sucking cocks. Not just a little. Sucking cocks is what I love more than anything and what I do to give my life purpose. Leon, my big black cock friend, brought two black friends and an Indian friend with him. I was wearing only a pink thong panty as I dropped to my knees to signify that I was ready to serve. The Indian guy, named Yash, stepped up first and pulled his hard cock out of his pants. He came right up to me and said, "mera land chooso." I took his tip into my pouty lips and he pushed in all the way. He grabbed my head with both of his hands and started pumping. It did not take him long before he was throat fucking me with authority. I slurped with abandon and moaned in delight over and over. I had never known that I loved Indian cock until t
The lads are on the dancefloor. They've managed to get a couple of girls while I've been away. Two friends on a night out together, they don't know what trouble they've got themselves into. They both look quite hot, no more than 19 years old. One looks like a wannabe model - blond hair with dark streaks, fake tan, heavily made up, wearing one of those one-piec
I lay there just hours after fucking Dave, after being turned down again wishing i held Dave in my arms. Josh had again turned me down and i was lying there knowing what i had done was wrong and yet wishing to do it again. Barry and Josh had resurfaced from their dive earlier in the day oblivious to mine and Dave's passionate romp. So we had ate dinner and gone to bed. Yet i found i could not sleep so i slipped out of bed and headed to top deck for a cup of coffee. I found the light and turned it on and made myself a coffee. The setting was beautiful looking out over the ocean towards land when i heard a noise. Believing it to be Josh looking for me i turned away before hearing Barry speak,"What are you still doing up,&qu
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ot;he asked,"Couldn't sleep but then i could ask the same about you."As i have mentioned Barry is cute with a dark,ruggedly handsome look and physique but that could be due to his Italian background."I'm a light sleeper and the kettle woke me up<"he answered,"I'm sorry i just neeeded something warm to drink,"i explained,"From what I hear you've already had that today,"he retorted, as i spat coffee everywhere. I couldn't belive Dave had told him although i could tell he seemed unabashed by it. "Hey forget about it i just dont know why you chose him cos' i would of anytime as Josh is always willing,","You what he's fucked you behind my back,","Yeah but he was pissed and he's got a small dick and from what Dave tells me you're a stud,"he joked and i couldn't help but laugh.I stopped however when he removed is robe and boxers to reveal a semi erect 9 inch cock."So want to fuck Alex or am I not good enough,"he asked, but my answer was to remove my boxers as he smiled.
"We've got to be quiet,"i asked as i dropped to my knees licking the shaft of his now fully erect cock as my own increased to its full length. He moaned slightly as i began to suck up and down his length as i careesed his ball in the palm of my hand. He began to stroke my hair and buck his hips as though fucking my face and so i had a better idea. I removed my mouth and led him to the back of the boat before getting down on my knees and bending over the sofa.He licked his fingers and inserted them in my ass to moisten it up before getting on his knees behind me. Without warning he slipped it in and began to slowly thrust as i moaned initially in pain but soon in pleasure as his thrusting increased and my cheeks clenched tight around his thick manhood. I was soon being pounded by himas he banged me against the sofa with increasing strength. I told him to stand and he removed his massive cock from me and sat down. I knelt either side of him and slipped down on him easing my way on and so from here i dictated the pace first at slow but i was soon rising up and own rapidly on his cock causing are moans and grunts to intertwine as i brought him close to climax as he was soon moaning my name louder and begging me to make him cum as his cock tensed and erupted inside me for the second time that day i felt juicy cum running out of my ass. I got up and licked him dry before standing as his lips wrapped around my own cock. His cock sucking ability didnt match his ass pounding so i told him to stand before he lay down on the sofa.
Raising his legs into the air i placed them over my shoulders as he grabbed my cock and positioned it in his ass. He then slowly eased it in as his moans increased i pushed further finding my way blocked i slowly removed and continued this slow sexual thrusting until he begged for me pound him harder and faster and i was soon pounding his ass with the same ferocity he had earlier. I found his cock was hardening with every thrust and so i placed my hand around his cock and began to stroke in motion with my thrusting as the ecstacy of our amazing sex continued. I soon felt my self closed to cumming and so laid him on the foloor as we got into the 69 postion and i worked on his cock until he exploded in my mouth. Again sucking got me no closer to climax so i rolled him over and he got on all fours. Bent behind him and stood i pulled him closer before easing my cock in and thrusting into him as i bucked my hips he pushed his ass towards me and i soo felt my cock erupt in him. I licked his ass dry and let him lick my cock before dressing and returning to my cabin praying this so far awesome week would get better.
Jack Anderson bobbed his square, chiseled jaw in return and toyed with the gold fountain pen clutched in his manicured hand, clicking it open-closed-open-closed.
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“Running late again, Buddy? Shit like that goes on your permanent record. You don’t want anything to screw up the big promotion. Know what I mean?â€Â
Rob scooted the chair closer until his soft belly pressed firmly into the edge of the conference table, and pretended to sort through the thick ream of paperwork that was laid out in front of him. He absently acknowledged a few guarded hellos from the other well-dressed attorneys already seated around the gleaming, polished walnut table. The gentle buzz of excited conversation began again after Rob settled in.
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Not a typical meeting this morning. Today held a different agenda. Rob had been waiting for this day for months.
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No, longer than that.
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Years.
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Rob glanced at the vacant chair at the front of the room and checked the time on his diamond Rolex. “Where’s the old man? I didn’t notice him out front…â€Â
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           “Dunno.†Jack shrugged. “Waiting till you got here to make his grand entrance.â€Â
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           Rob grinned. He couldn’t help it. “Right.â€Â
           The sudden hush of activity was broken only by the whoosh from the buildings air-conditioning. Rob checked his tie again, and along with everyone else in the room, sat up straighter as Vanden Smith himself (the Vanden Smith – senior and founding partner of the corporate law firm of Smith, Marshall, Adams and Rodgers – that Vanden Smith) breezed into the conference room. Rob felt an aura of great respect bordering on awe fill the room.
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Smith paused at the door and whispered to someone outside the office before entering the room, and then he crossed to the head of the table and smiled down at his senior staff like a proud father on his child’s graduation day. Tiny laugh lines creased his face, tanned an even brown from weeks spent sailing in the Caribbean every summer, his iron-grey hair cut short, his dark blue silk suit immaculately tailored to fit his tall, trim frame. A large diamond pinky ring flashed as he adjusted the knot on his tie.
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He cleared his throat, and at that moment, Rob swore he could have heard a pin drop.
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           “Well. It’s been quite a while since I’ve had the privilege of being in your fine company, hasn’t it?â€Â
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           A low murmur of agreement rose from around the table.
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“First, I want to take this opportunity to personally thank each and every one of you, for all the hard work you put in each and every day.â€Â
           “As you all know,†Smith went on, “since David Rodgers unexpectedly retired at the beginning of the year, several names have been bandied about as to who might be on the fast track for a significant promotion. One or two of those names, I might add, come from this very office.â€Â
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           Smith nodded in Rob’s direction. Rob flushed with pride, and for a brief moment, he felt every eye in the room on him.
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           “Our core company values have never been better represented. We expect nothing less than tireless, selfless hard work from our attorneys. And in return…well.†He paused theatrically and grinned. “Well. Today I am very proud to both acknowledge and reward that very same relentless devotion to this firm from one very impressive individual.â€Â
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He paused for effect before continuing.
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“A person who I believe exemplifies every quality this company stands for and stands as a role model for everyone in this room.â€Â
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           Rob beamed and nodded, letting Smith’s rich, deep voice fade quietly into the background and wash over him. This was his moment, the one he’d committed his entire adult life for. He leaned back slightly in his chair, the leather crackling under his weight. He was confident; waiting impatiently for Smith to finish up with his little speech while the butterflies bounced wildly around in his gut.
Finally, he was going to hear the magic words that would vindicate the last twenty-five years of his life, his utter dedication, his resolve to succeed.
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Smith’s dazzling smile grew even larger, exposing his perfectly even, white teeth. The teeth of a movie star. “And so, without any further formalities, I’d like to introduce you to our new senior partner…     ÂÂ
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This was it! Rob felt the flush creep up his neck to his cheeks, burning the tips of his ears. This was the moment he’d been working towards since he was just a boy, a child, when his asshole old man first called him a fat, stupid loser.
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Smith stood back, extending his arm, and Rob began to stand…
           Mistaken as he was, everyone else took his cue. The entire room stood and cheered as Yvonne Craig bounced through the door, giving a victory salute with her hands clasped together, waving her arms around like a major league slugger after hitting a grand-slam and sending the ball flying over the ballpark fence. She was looking sharp and sexy in a coal black suit, her heavy breasts bouncing in her crème colored silk blouse.
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More cheers and a few cat-calls as she hugged Vanden Smith and left an imprint of her lips on his cheek from an impulsive kiss. Next to him, Rob heard Jack laughing as everyone else in the room applauded loudly.
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Rob fell back into his chair, confused and defeated. The room spun around him, and suddenly he couldn’t breathe. Sweat beaded his forehead and trickled down his back as he loosened his tie, unbuttoned his starched shirt; he felt suddenly claustrophobic, needing air, space.
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He stared at the happy, smiling faces of the people he considered his colleagues, faces that suddenly seemed to mock him.
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How the hell could this happen…?
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He closed his eyes and tried to tune out, tried to escape to his quiet place, but he couldn’t concentrate; the sound of Jack’s harsh laughter rang in his ears. Rob squeezed his eyes even tighter and covered his ears with the palms of his hands, chanting under his breath until the others were seated again, listening intently as Vanden Smith continued to praise Yvonne Craig.
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Smith droned on and on, until his deep voice blurred with the echoes of Jack’s laughter in Rob’s mind, slowly changing, until it was the voice of his father, taunting Rob’s latest failure from beyond the grave.
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You stupid, worthless, good-for-nothing idiot…
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***
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…and I expect everyone to join us at MacTarahan’s tonight at six sharp and celebrate! I’ve been informed that Old Mac will have an open bar and grill ready for us, so don’t be late!â€Â
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“Hear, hear!â€Â
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“Al-right!â€Â
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Rob groaned inwardly and watched everyone file out, heading back to work and grinning with visions of drunken revelry. He gathered his things and stood slowly. When he reached the head of the table, Vanden Smith cleared his throat.
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“Robert, I’d like you to stay for a moment.â€Â
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He indicated a chair for Rob, who blinked and sat, confused again.
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“Now, then,†Smith sat for the first time during the meeting. “Robert.â€Â
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He punched a password into the computer built into the edge of the table and eased back into the plush leather of his chair. He steepled his fingertips under his chin, watching Rob with narrowed eyes. Rob squirmed uncomfortably.
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“Yes, sir?â€Â
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Smith took a deep breath, exhaled. Tapped the computer screen. “Robert, when we hired you, we made you aware of the priorities of this firm. Yes?â€Â
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Rob blinked, not sure how to answer. “Um, yes. Yes, of course.â€Â
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“Good. You see, we’ve had Yvonne evaluate each of our attorneys’ performance over the last quarter.†Smith smiled, his teeth gleaming. “We’ll spend the next few days speaking with everyone.â€Â
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“Oh…I see…â€Â
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Smith punched up a file. “Looking at your caseload, we’ve noticed some issues.â€Â
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“Issues?â€Â
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“Mm. The LeineCorp case immediately comes to mind.†Smith raised an inquisitive eyebrow, one of his patented court gestures. “This was a settlement?â€Â
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“Uh, well, yes. They decided to settle after…â€Â
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“I’ve read the case files.†Smith waved his hand, turned to Yvonne. “How many billable hours did we lose by settling this out?â€Â
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“Hundreds, at least. Probably thousands.â€Â
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Smith settled his gaze back on Rob.
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“Hundreds. Robert, do you realize how much money that translates to? Even at a low estimate?â€Â
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Wet stains appeared under Rob’s armpits and his mouth went dry. He shook his head, no. Smith just kept smiling, but the smile never quite reached his eyes. Rob felt like he was pinned to his seat, like a butterfly on display.
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Smith tapped the table with a fingertip. “Yvonne?â€Â
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“Potentially?â€Â
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“That’s fine for our purposes.â€Â
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“Millions.â€Â
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Rob could almost literally see the walls closing in.
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“Millions, Robert. Think on that for a moment. Mil-lions of dollars, lost. Because you allowed the idiots running LeineCorp to settle out of court.â€Â
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The door to the room opened, closed. A cool, air-conditioned breeze stirred the room, and a pair of heavy foot-falls thunked across the carpet and settled to a stop just behind Rob’s back. He resisted the urge to turn around. Smith speared him with another look, and continued with barely a pause.
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“Robert? How many other clients have you allowed to settle this quarter?â€Â
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“Well, I…â€Â
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“Four.â€Â
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“Four, sir? I don’t…â€Â
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“Four. Four multi-million dollar cases.†There went the eyebrow again. “How about for the last year?â€Â
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Rob wanted to run, to hide. “I don’t…â€Â
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“Robert, Robert, Robert.†Smith swiveled his chair back and forth. “Not the kind of track record I look for in my attorneys.â€Â
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Rob felt like he was drowning. He glanced at Yvonne, hoping for a friendly face, some encouragement, but she just stared back at him, her beautiful tanned face cold and impassive.
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Smith nodded at someone over Rob’s shoulder and a massive shadow appeared on the table in front of him. A large, scarred hand clamped tightly around Rob’s bicep, pulling him clear out of the chair like he weighed nothing more than a child.
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“I’m sorry to say it, but we’re letting you go.â€Â
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“What? No…I…you can’t!†Rob stammered, dumbstruck. “I…my things, in my office…I…â€Â
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“Your personal effects are already packed and waiting by your car.†Smith waved his hand, dismissing him. “I believe we’re finished here. Yvonne?â€Â
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She shook her head. “That’s all.â€Â
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“Good. Well, then. Good luck to you, Robert. Clarence will show you out.â€Â
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***
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Wednesday, 5:55 pm
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At five-to six, a very drunk Rob sat in his Lexus outside MacTarahan’s restaurant with the stereo on loud and an open, half-empty bottle of Jack Daniels resting on the seat next to him. He was staring at the plain white envelope in his hands, turning it over and over.
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Shit.
Shit, shit, shit.
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I can’t believe it…
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His last paycheck from Smith, Marshall, Adams and Rodgers.
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They fired me.
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Fired.
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Me.
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Why? Why? Why?
The same thoughts had been going round and round in his head for most of the afternoon, interspersed with the unshakable need to get rip-roaring drunk.
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Rob couldn’t remember the last time he got drunk. Not like this.
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           A sleek new black BMW pulled to the curb several spaces in front of him. The doors opened, and Vanden Smith stepped out and walked around to the passenger door. A moment later, the car alarm beeped and Smith escorted a smiling Yvonne Craig across the street.
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Smith dropped the keys into her outstretched hand, and then, arm-in-arm, they disappeared into the restaurant.
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           “Holy shit. Lookit that.†Rob whispered, open-mouthed. Suddenly, he knew. He understood everything. “That fucking cunt-hole got me fired.â€Â
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           Half a second later, tires screeched and horns blared as Rob ran across the street after them, bottle of whiskey in hand.
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***
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           Jack caught Rob as he shoved through the crowd in the restaurant lobby, making for the banquet room. He grabbed Rob by the lapels of his rumpled suit jacket and hauled him to a stop. Rob struggled enough that Jack had to shake him to get his attention.
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           “Robster! Hold up man! Where do you think you’re going?â€Â
           Customers standing, waiting in the lobby were staring. The Maitre de raised his eyebrow and reached for a phone. Jack shook Rob, making his head pound.
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           “The hell you are.†He shook Rob again, glancing at the sloshing bottle clutched in Rob’s sweating hand. “Look at you, you dipshit. You’re so drunk you can barely stand up.â€Â
           “Now that’s the Robster I know.†Jack grinned and guided him gently back to the door, nodding casually at a hostess. “Sorry everybody.†Jack tried a goofy grin, hoping he could diffuse the situation. “Just a little ruckus between us lawyers. You know how crazy we get at parties.†He dropped his voice and whispered in Rob’s ear. “C’mon man. You don’t want to do this. Don’t cause a fucking scene here. Go home and sleep it off.â€Â
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           Rob spun around and tried to push past him.
           “Fucker!†He shouted into the restaurant. “I’ll kill you, you fucker!â€Â
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“Knock it off!† Jack manhandled Rob out the door and practically carried him halfway down the block before letting him go and stepping back. “Just go home and go to sleep. Everything’ll look better in the morning. Okay, buddy? Seriously.â€Â
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           “They fucking fired me, Jack. They fired me. He did it, ‘cause…because she’s sleeping with the sonofabitch, and….â€Â
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           “Shit. I know. I know.†Jack pushed open the glass doors and gently pulled Rob outside. He straightened Rob up and shook his head. “Go home, Rob. You don’t want any trouble, do you? You know what’ll happen if old man Smith see’s you here.â€Â
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           “Fuck.†Rob groped in his pocket for his car keys. “Fine. Fine.â€Â
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           “Shit. You didn’t drive here like this, did you?â€Â
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           “What the fuck do you think?â€Â
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           “Here, give me those.†Jack snatched the key ring out of Rob’s hand, pulled off the keys to the car and handed the others back. “Jesus, Rob. I’m not going to let you drive home like that. Here. I’ll drive your car over to your place later. Now, call a cab and go-fucking-home.â€Â
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           Rob glared at Jack for a second, then shrugged and took a messy swig from his bottle. Whisky ran down his chin, soaking the front of his suit.
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“Arrrh!†he grunted, grimacing like a pirate as the fiery liquid poured down his throat.
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           Jack watched him stumble across the street, tossing the car keys in his hand. After Rob melted into rush-hour crowd, he pocketed them, then adjusted his tie and rolled his neck. A second later, someone altogether different drifted after Rob like a ghost.
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***
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           Rob staggered back across the street and leaned against the brick wall of a hotel, drinking. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and decided he needed to take a piss. He groped his way into an alley behind the building, feeling suddenly like one of the bums he and Jack used to flick pennies at.
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He belched and set the bottle precariously on the edge of an open dumpster. He unzipped his trousers, spread his legs and braced himself with his forearm on the grimy wall. Rob hummed to himself while he pulled out his dick, wiggled his ass around a bit to get the old juice flowing, and sent a warm, steaming jet of urine splattering onto the filthy pavement.
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           “Well, well. Look at you, my friend.â€Â
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           Rob jumped, startled, the last drops of piss soaking his foot. A tall, well-dressed man stood at the mouth of the alley, blocking his view of the street. Underneath a shock of black hair, the man’s eyes seemed to glow a deep, fiery red.
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           “That was quite a spectacle, back there.â€Â
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           “Holy shit!†Rob blinked. He grabbed for the bottle of whiskey and held it if front of him, like a club. The last of the booze ran down his arm. “Who the fuck are you?â€Â
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           The man just stood there, staring at Rob with his head cocked to one side, a snide little grin twitching at the edges of his mouth.
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           “That’s perfectly good Jack you’re wasting, Rob. We could be drinking that.â€Â
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           “I said, who the fuck are you?†Rob shook the bottle menacingly at the stranger. “…And…and how the hell do you know my name?â€Â
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           The man stepped closer. His teeth flashed white, and his eyes burned against his dark face.
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           “I know quite a bit about you Rob. I know what happened to you at work today; why you’re standing here now in a filthy alley, pissing on your foot, instead of across the street, in the bar, celebrating your promotion with your friend, Jack. As for me? Well.†He spread his hands, and the grin widened. “I ‘m the man that can make your dreams come true.â€Â
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           “What? What the hell are you talking about?â€Â
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           The smile grew even wider, until Rob couldn’t seem to focus on anything else. The rest of the world seemed to fade away, until all he could see was the smile, and the man’s eyes…
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           “Why don’t I let you buy us a few rounds, Rob, and we’ll talk.†The man stood to the side and extended his arm. “How does that sound?â€Â
           “Oh, bloody hell. How did you ever graduate law school if you can’t answer a simple question? No wonder they fired you.â€Â
           “Now, now, Rob.†The man sighed. “Are you a homo?â€Â
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           “Shit. You’re not a fag, you’re English.â€Â
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           “Ah. My accent. No, I’m not from that hellishly damp little island.†The man smiled his crazy smile again. “Well, that’s close enough for shits and giggles. Now, how about that drink, my friend? You can tell me your troubles. Perhaps afterwards there will be something I can do to repay my debt.â€Â
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           “Thought you said ‘drinks’.â€Â
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           “Oh, quite right. I did.†The man grinned about that, too. “Yes, drinks. Plural. Many. More than one. Several, in fact.â€Â
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           Rob tried to think his way through his drunken haze. What the hell, he decided, and tossed the empty bottle toward the dumpster. It shattered in a spray of glass. “Yeah. Sure. Why not?â€Â
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           “That’s my boy.†The man grinned and wrapped a long, thin arm around Rob’s round shoulders. “Let’s spare no expense!†He paused and sniffed. “Hm. I forgot about the urine. Well. Perhaps we can find a less reputable establishment that won’t mind the bloody awful smell.†He waved theatrically. “Now, let’s be off!â€Â
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***
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Thursday, 6:45 am
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           Vanden Smith checked his teeth in the mirror, licking the tip of one sparkling incisor with his tongue. He tightened the knot in his tie and stepped back, taking stock.
           He turned and stepped back into the bedroom. Yvonne was still asleep, snuggled into the messy covers. Vanden stood over her for a moment, admiring her soft curves, the sleek muscles under her nut brown skin, the luxuriant mass of glossy brown hair strewn wildly about the pillows. Her hair was so dark; it looked almost black in the morning sunlight streaming through the open windows.
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           What a lovely way to spend the last week, getting to know that body. And what did it cost him? A pittance. Barely. He was sure she believed the gifts to be extravagant, and who was he to dissuade her? Let her go on thinking she was…special.
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           In return for his favors, she might actually do better work.
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One of her feet stuck out of the bottom of a tangled sheet. He bent and tickled the bottom, until she flinched and mumbled something incomprehensible into the pillows.
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“It’s getting late. You’ve got a busy day ahead of you, sweetheart. Time to get up.â€Â
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“Mmmn.†She sighed, and flipped over.
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The sheets slipped down, exposing her exquisite breasts, her flat, muscular belly. She grabbed his wrist and pulled him close.
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“Ohh, don’t go.†She touched his face with the tips of her fingers. “Why don’t you come back to bed? We could…â€Â
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“Sorry dear,†Vanden smiled and kissed her. “The limosine will be here any moment, and I can’t miss my flight.â€Â
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“Hmph.†She pouted.
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He kissed her again, ran his hand lightly over her shoulder and squeezed one of those lovely breasts, until her hard, rubbery nipple poked his palm. Then he backed up, slipped out of her grip, and shrugged into his suit jacket.
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“I must go.â€Â
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Yvonne gathered a sheet, wrapping it around her like a toga. She followed him into the front room, tossing her hair back, raking her fingers through it like a makeshift comb. Her feet sank into the thick carpet. He grabbed his briefcase and opened the door. She gazed up at him, looking again into those amazing eyes.
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“When will we…â€Â
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He kissed her, cutting her off. Then he caressed her chin.
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“Checkout time is noon, but you don’t want to be late for work.â€Â
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He smiled, and ducked out of the door.
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Thursday, 7:31 am
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The limo pulled into the terminal, and Vanden Smith waited until the driver opened his door before stepping out onto the curb. His luggage was already scooting to the baggage area. He pulled a twenty from the clip of bills he carried in his pocket and handed it to the driver, who nodded his thanks.
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Vanden smoothed his jacket, and walked into the airport, briefcase in hand. He was in a good mood, until he reached the loading dock for his private plane, only to discover that his pilot was late.
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“This is unacceptable.â€Â
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The fat cow of an attendant smiled up at him with an apologetic look that Vanden supposed was supposed to placate him. Perhaps smooth things over.
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“I’m sorry sir. He phoned in. There was an accident on the freeway, something about a chemical spill, and he could be another hour or so.â€Â
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Vanden tried turning on the vaunted Smith charm.
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“And you don’t have any other flights I could sneak in on?â€Â
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“Well, let me see…†The attendant blushed and checked her computer screen. She typed a bit, then paused and said, “There’s only one other flight this morning…†She shot a sideways glance at Vanden. “…with anything available in first class. But that flight won’t leave until eleven-thirty.â€Â
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Vanden swore to himself, but managed to keep the smile plastered in place.
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“That’s all?â€Â
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“Mmn. Well, there’s a flight leaving at ten. I’ve got plenty left in coach, but there’s a two-hour layover in Denver.â€Â
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Vanden tried hard not to scream.
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“So it would still be faster to…wait for my pilot to arrive.â€Â
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 “Yes, sir.†She nodded. “Probably.â€Â
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“Well. I suppose there’s nothing to do but get comfortable, is there?â€Â
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***
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           Vanden grumbled about the help all the way to the bathroom.
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           Somehow he found an empty stall without either a puddle of piss on the floor or a stinking load left by the last asshole who couldn’t be bothered to flush the toilet. He hung his briefcase on the coat hanger screwed into the back of the door and did his business.
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           While he was shaking the last drips from his dick, Vanden heard someone else enter the bathroom and start checking the stalls. Someone whistling, doors opening and closing. He resisted the urge to check and make sure he’d locked the door to his stall.
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The footsteps stopped a couple doors down, but the whistling continued, joined a second later by the unmistakable sound of a man urinating.
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           Vanden sniffed. Using a public restroom…
           But, he reflected, situations like this kept one humble. Just another reminder of how everyone puts their pants on one leg at a time. As his father used to say, you can’t lose touch with the average man.
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           Feeling better about his latest contact with the rabble, Vanden flushed and made his way out of the stall to the row of sinks along the mirrored wall opposite. He set his briefcase on the driest part of the counter and turned on the faucet.
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           The annoying whistling continued from the stall behind him as he bent to wash his hands. Vanden turned the water on as hot as it would go and lathered up – you could never be too careful. Places like this were absolute breeding grounds for germs – and rinsed.
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           He glanced up as the stall door opened, and did a double take, staring into the mirror when he recognized the man emerging from the toilet.
           The man grinned, and ran a chubby hand through his thinning hair.
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           “What the hell are you doing here? Are you following me?â€Â
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           The man casually stepped up behind Vanden, pulling something from the back pocket of his trousers.
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           A new leather wallet fell to the floor, unnoticed.
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           Vanden Smith turned to confront the newcomer, soapy water dripping from his hands.
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           “I could have you arrested, you know that…â€Â
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           The man lunged, shoving Vanden against the counter. Fingers knotted in his steel grey hair and yanked his head back, exposing his neck. Vanden brought his hands up, but before he could react, a small blade flicked open and flashed through the air, once, twice.
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Dark blood sprayed the mirrors, the walls.
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The man’s face was serene, almost inquisitive. He held Vanden up with an iron grip as he struggled. Vanden tried fight, but the other man seemed inhumanly strong and held him still; he tried to speak, to call out for help, but a clot of bloody mucus gurgled in his throat, dribbled from his open mouth, drowning his screams. The other man grinned, and his eyes seemed to glow with an inhuman light.
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And then his face melted away.
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           Vanden dropped to the floor in a widening pool of blood, twitching and gasping. He pawed ineffectually at the knife embedded in his neck, his feet kicking at the slick tile floor.
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           The other man watched him die, grinning with the pleasure of the hunt.
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           The other man casually straightened his tie in the mirror as Vanden Smith’s life slowly ebbed away. He picked up the briefcase from the counter and stepped back out into the terminal, blending into the crowd, until he came to the escalator that would take him down two levels to the baggage area.
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He dropped the briefcase on a partially full luggage rack, and left the confines of the airport without a backwards glance as the first shouts rang out from a restroom two levels up.
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A few moments later, in the short term parking lot, a new Lexus roared to life. At the pay booths, someone who looked quite a bit like Jack Anderson handed the attendant a crisp twenty dollar bill along with a parking ticket.
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The attendant counted back the change and raised the cross bar. The man who was now Jack Kennedy grinned and gunned the Lexus out onto the freeway. He glanced at the clock on the dashboard.
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He had one other errand. And then his part of the bargain would be just about finished. He thought about all the fun things he had planned for Yvonne Craig.
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But that would wait for later.
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He cracked open a bottle of whiskey that Rob had left in his car, sipped.
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He was in no hurry. He had all the time in the world.
He groaned and peeled himself, still fully dressed, off the carpet of his living room floor. He carefully pushed himself up to a kneeling position, and when the room stopped spinning, he peeked out of crusted eyelids to find sunlight streaming through his picture window, along with the ugly, bearded face of a delivery man, shouting something garbled and smacking his fist on the window, over and over.
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“Jesus.†He smacked his lips. His mouth tasted like something small and furry died a nasty death in it, sometime the week before.
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Rob lurched to his feet and stumbled to the door, yanked it open to find a truck idling at the curb, and a large wooden crate balanced on the lip of a hand truck standing in his otherwise empty driveway. Rob wondered what the hell happened to his car while the delivery guy took his own sweet time walking up the steps.
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“What’s going on?†Rob asked.
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The delivery guy thrust a clipboard and a pen into Rob’s hands.
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“Robert Wiltsey?â€Â
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“Yeah. That’s me.â€Â
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“Got somethin’ for ya.â€Â
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Rob stared at the guy, then down at the crate.
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“What the hell is it?â€Â
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“I dunno. It’s for you. You don’t know what it is?â€Â
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“No, I don’t know what it is.â€Â
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The guy looked down at the crate.
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“Looks kinda like a coffin.â€Â
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It sure does, Rob thought. “I don’t want that thing.â€Â
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“You didn’t order it?â€Â
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“What? No, I didn’t order it. I just said I didn’t know what it is…â€Â
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“Well, okay. Folks get stuff from family and like that all the time.†The delivery guy spat a green wad of tobacco juice onto the stoop and nodded at the clipboard. “Mind signin’ the delivery invoice for me?â€Â
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“I just told you I don’t want it.â€Â
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The guy shrugged. “I can’t take it back. There’s no return address.â€Â
The delivery guy watched Rob scribble his name on the carbon paper.
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“What if it is a coffin?â€Â
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“Huh?â€Â
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“I mean, there could be a dead body in there, couldn’t there?â€Â
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Rob made a face. “I don’t think so.â€Â
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“Oh. Really?â€Â
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Rob frowned at him. “Really.â€Â
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“Oh. Okay. Hey, y’know, I thought you were dead for a second there, lyin’ there on the floor like that. You look like shit, man.â€Â
Rob handed back the clipboard and grimaced, holding his hand up to shield his eyes from the sun. Bits and pieces of the previous evening were beginning to come back.
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“Oh, yeah. I guess you could say that.â€Â
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“Right on. Oh, hey. Almost forgot. This goes with the crate.†He handed Rob a small manila envelope, then stuck his thumb back over his shoulder. “Maybe it’ll tell ya what’s inside that thing. Where do you want it?â€Â
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Rob sighed. “I guess you can bring it inside.â€Â
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“Mind helpin’ me drag it up these steps?â€Â
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“Now you are kidding, right?â€Â
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“It’s a heavy sum’bitch. Barely got it outta the truck.†He peered around Rob, into the house. “Hey, don’cha have any furniture in there?â€Â
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***
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           Twenty sweaty minutes later, the delivery guy handed Rob a copy of the invoice and drove off. Rob stared at the crate propped up against his fireplace mantle and ran his hand through his thinning hair. He grinned ruefully.
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           Bald and unemployed at thirty. Great.
He glanced around at his otherwise empty house.
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I think I need a drink.
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Rob shuffled into the kitchen and looked around in the fridge for a beer.
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“C’mere, come to daddy…â€Â
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He found the remains of a six pack buried on the bottom shelf behind some leftover pizza. He popped one open and slugged half, dribbling foam down his shirt. He burped heartily and sighed, wiping his mouth on the sleeve of his jacket.
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           “Damn, that’s tasty,†he said to no one in particular, and took another gulp before digging through a junk drawer where he kept the few tools he owned, hunting down a hammer. “Where are you, you fucker…c’mon…there you are…â€Â
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           Rob yanked the hammer out of the drawer and grabbed the last can of beer, dropping the empty on his counter along with all the crap he’d pulled out of the drawer. He cracked the new beer and shambled unsteadily back into the living room, drinking as he went. He stopped in front of the crate.
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           “Now, let’s see what the hell you are.â€Â
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He set the can on the fireplace mantle and picked up the manila envelope. He sliced open a good chunk of his thumb as he slid it through the flap.
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“Ow! Sonofabitch!â€Â
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He sucked at the blood dripping down his thumb and pulled out a single sheet of yellowing parchment. The paper looked ages-old, worn and delicate as fine lace. at first glance the paper looked clean, void of any writing. Rob turned it over, smearing it with a bloody thumbprint, and held it up to the light.
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“What the hell…â€Â
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He could barely make out a few words, a note scrawled in the middle of the page in a spidery script that read, simply, “A small gift between friends. Thanks for the drinks.â€Â
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Rob dropped the paper with a confused shake of his head. He took off his ruined suit jacket and dropped it on the floor.
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“Well, that’s for shit.â€Â
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He stripped down to his t-shirt and took another drink, then swung the hammer. The spikes chunked into the side of the crate, and he started prying at the boards. Long nails squealed in protest as they pulled loose from the rough planks.
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“Huh.†Rob grunted as the crate’s lid pulled away.
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Another box. But this…this was different.
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It was a case made of some smooth, black wood; highly polished to a shine that reflected his haggard face, his stained and rumpled clothes. A small, chipped emblem made of pure white marble decorated the top half of the box.
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The delivery guys’ voice seemed to float back.
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Looks a lot like a coffin…
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“No fucking way. Jesus. You can’t ship somebody a dead body. No. Uh-uh. Nope.â€Â
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Suddenly feeling strangely paranoid, Rob carefully reached into the crate and pulled, but the box inside didn’t budge.
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“C’mon, damn it. Get out of there.â€Â
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Rob rocked the crate back and forth, grunting with the effort. The box inside tipped out, and it took all Rob’s strength to keep it from crashing to the floor. Somehow he managed to lever it to the ground. He stood over the gleaming casket with his legs spread, sweaty and panting, wishing he had more beer.
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“That guy was right.†He whistled between his teeth. “It’s a fucking coffin.â€Â
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The box was about six feet long and three feet wide. It was hinged on one side with a sleek latch on the other, and it was definitely deep enough to put a body in.
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“Unbelievable.â€Â
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Rob tried the latch, but he couldn’t seem to find the catch. It was a smooth, silvery metal plate set flush into the wood, with a small, oval groove in the middle. He pulled and prodded and swore at it, but nothing happened.
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He picked up the parchment again, wondering if he’d missed part of the note.
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“This can’t be that hard to figure out. I…Holy shit.â€Â
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The parchment was completely blank. Rob flipped the paper over in his hands again and again, wondering if he was still passed out drunk, dreaming all this. Then the cut along the side of his thumb throbbed painfully, and he remembered something his mom showed him how to do as a kid, a simple trick with paper, water and lemons.
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“Invisible ink,†He grinned. “Must be. This is some corny shit.â€Â
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He tossed the paper aside again and leaned closer, studying the lock. He rubbed the chunk of metal. It felt almost…warm. And the groove…
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He ran his bloody thumb along the groove, and pressed.
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The latch clicked open…
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“Huh.â€Â
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…and the lid swung out, slowly…
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“Holy shit!â€Â
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Rob scuttled backwards on all fours until his back smacked into the wall. He sat, trembling, unable to take his eyes of the slim body nestled inside.
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***
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So she was sleeping with you?
Well, no, but we had drinks a couple times.
Ah. I see. And you didn’t know she was screwing your boss?
Not till today.
And she was fucking him to get the promotion you wanted?
Guess so.
And then she got you fired.
Rob sighed, shrugged.
Huh. Well, Rob, my friend. I’ll hand it to you. You got royally fucked. Just not the way you would’ve liked.
You can say that again.
The Big Bang.
Uh-huh.
But you didn’t even manage to get your dick wet.
Fuck you.
The dark man grinned.
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Touched a nerve there, did I? Rob, did you know that pussy can make a normal, sane man crazy? Absolutely, completely, certifiably mental.
Yeah. Rob swirled a finger in the spilled beer, drawing wet circles on the tabletop. I think I’m figuring that out.
It’s all about control. You see?
Uh-huh.
Your situation is just one example.
One?
Mm.
What’s another?
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The man leaned forward intently, warming up to his subject.
I can think of many examples of the war between the sexes to illustrate my point. Rape is a perfect example. Extreme, I admit, but still…
Rob peered at the man over the rim of his mug.
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Rape? What the hell do you mean?
It’s the act of control, Rob. Rape is violent and disturbing, perhaps, but that’s all in one’s point of view, isn’t it? And where exactly does the act of rape stem from?
Control.
Exactly.
How do you figure that?
The dark man spread his hands and smiled benignly. Without going into much detail,I simply have some…practical experience regarding the subject, enough to make an observation.
‘Practical experience’? Oh, my God! You mean... you’ve actually raped someone?
The dark man grinned and drained his mug. He slammed the empty glass onto the table and wiped foam from his mustache with the tips of slender fingers.
Let’s just say that I am something of an admirer of human nature. Someone who appreciates and…well, occasionally indulges the more…base impulses.  The dark man leaned even closer. His eyes seemed to burn into Rob’s skull. How are you feeling?
What, about this fucked up conversation?
No, no…about what happened this morning. And since.
I’m pissed off. What d’you think? I mean, I lost my job because I thought I was doing the right thing for a client, and then I found out that it didn’t matter anyway, because I don’t have tits and a pussy.
Rob dropped his head into his hands. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, ran his fingers through his thinning hair. The dark man shifted in his seat, studying him intently.
So Rob, what do you want?
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I don’t know. Rob whined miserably.
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The dark man waved his empty mug at the waitress standing across the room at the bar. The waitress nodded and grabbed an empty, frosty pitcher and stuck it under a tap.
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Her, perhaps? Our waitress? She’s quite attractive. What if you could grab her here, right now, and bend her over this table? Would you take her?
What are you, sick or something? Jesus. Is everything about pussy?
This is purely a hypothetical question, Rob.
You mean would I fuck her, or are you asking me if I’d rape her?
Let’s say rape. What if you could get away with it, without any sort of punishment? Would you attempt it? Would you enjoy it?
I don’t know. Sorry, but I don’t go around thinking, ‘Hey, she’s hot. Maybe I’ll put on a mask and break into her apartment later’.
But you admit that she’s quite attractive.
Rob considered the girl. She caught them staring and grinned.
Yeah, sure, but…
And if there is no punishment, no guilt, the act is one and the same, is it not?
The hell it is! Not if she doesn’t want it. Not if she gets hurt.
For some people, that’s simply a turn on. Do you realize how many women fantasize about being attacked? Even when, outwardly, a woman would say all the right things about the subject, all the appropriate things; but when they’re alone, needing release, their mind turns to the stock boy they glimpsed at the grocery store, or the delivery man, or the gardener. The repressed desires come to the fore…
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The muscles in Rob’s jaw clenched and popped as the pretty redhead brought them another pitcher of beer.
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Here you go boys. She took the time to fill both of their mugs; then sat the pitcher down on the table between them. Drink up.
Rob fumbled for his wallet. He couldn’t seem to get his fingers to work right. The dark man reached across the table.
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Here. Let me.
He took Rob’s wallet, picked out a few bills and handed them to the waitress with a flourish.
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Thank you, my dear. The dark man smiled up at her, catching her eye with his and touching her gently on the arm before she turned to go. Thank you so much.
Oh, for you two, anytime.
The dark man chuckled as she floated away, blushing, glancing back at him over her shoulder with dreamy eyes. He set Rob’s wallet down on the table, by his mug. Rob was staring at the girl’s ass, swaying a little in his chair.
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You see? Such a simple thing, to get their attention. Just a word, or a caress, and they’re smitten, like a school girl with her first crush. He glanced over at Rob out of the corner of his eye. You are attracted to her, aren’t you?
A statement, not a question.
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Admit it Rob. It’s not a sin to desire someone.
Rob stared at the table, embarrassed.
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Yeah. Sure. Of course. She’s beautiful.
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I absolutely love redheads, myself – true redheads, that is. They’re born with a fiery nature. The dark man took a sip of beer and sighed gratefully. Think about it Rob. Would you like to hike that little skirt up over that nice, round ass and rip off her panties? Can you imagine what her panties look like, Rob? What they feel like? What about her pussy?
The girl caught Rob staring again and smiled at him. Rob felt something inside him stir, something deep and primal. His eyes flickered and his breath caught in his chest as the dark man continued…
Would it be shaven as smooth as a child’s, warm and wet to the touch? Or do you think she has a nice, full bush of that fine, curly red hair? Would you like to rip open her blouse while you had her, or would you leave it on? Would you be gentle while you ride her, or would you take her pussy and fuck her like a man?
Shut up.
I’ll ask the question again: Rob, would you fuck her?
Rob glanced at the waitress again, feeling his cock throbbing in his pants. His voice was husky, lowered almost to a whisper when he answered, as if she could hear him from across the noisy room.
Hell yeah. Wouldn’t you?
The man sat back with a smug look and drank deeply from his full mug.
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So. He smacked his lips. The truth wins out. You would fuck her.
Yeah. Yeah, you bet.
Now, would you rape her? Remember, there is no guilt, no punishment. Only the sweet release of those primal desires; the total pleasure one achieves by taking absolute control over another human being. No one is judging you here, my friend.
Rob blinked quickly, and took a drink to hide his embarrassment. He scratched the back of his neck and stared at the waitress as she bent over to clean an empty booth. Her skirt pulled up and he could just see the bottom of her ass cheeks, just make out her lacy white panties. Her breasts jiggled and bounced in her work shirt as she wiped down the table top.
Just like that?
The dark man nodded. Rob licked his lips. His throat was dry and scratchy, and something he’d never felt before was burning, deep in his gut.
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Yeah. Okay. Yeah. I would.
Excellent, Rob!
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The dark man grinned and rolled his head around, loudly popping the bones in his neck.
Ahh, that feels good. So. What is it that you want, Rob?
What do I want right now?
Mm-hmm.
Rob was quiet a moment. He took a long drink, savored it, thinking. Then he looked up again, and for the first time that night, he was able to meet those burning coals staring out at him from that grinning face.
What I keep thinking? You really want to know what’s been running through my head all day long?
Yes.
This is so fucked up.
Tell me, Rob. I can’t help you if you won’t be honest and tell me what you truly want.
I really wanted to screw Yvonne. My friend Jack – he worked with me at the firm – he and I used to bullshit about it all the time. I guess I still do.
A hate fuck. Revenge.
Yeah, I guess that fits. But right now, I almost wish they were dead.
‘Almost’, Rob?
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***
Thursday, 11:32 am
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Rob wasn’t sure how long he sat like that, with his back plastered against the wall, sweating, staring and gasping for breath.
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“Oh God, oh God, oh God…â€Â
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He stared in horror at the girl in the box. Little bits and pieces of the night before were slowly coming back. He remembered the man with the burning eyes that seemed to pierce right into the back of his head, and their conversation about the waitress…
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“Nononono…oh God, don’t be dead. Please don’t be dead…â€Â
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It was that fucked up guy at the bar. It had to be. He fucking kidnapped her and killed her, and... And packed her up and sent her here like some kind of sick birthday present…
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Rob gathered his legs underneath him and crawled forward slowly. He reached out a shaking hand and gently touched her face, expecting…what, exactly? He’d never touched a dead body before, never even seen one; he only knew what he’d seen on TV, and in movies. If she was dead, she’d be cold, right? Like something in a freezer?
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No, not like that. Cold, like a thawed steak, maybe? But, not…warm?
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Rob jerked back his hand and held it like he’d been scalded. His breath hissed through his teeth.
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Omigod.
He looked closer; saw the slow but steady rise and fall of her chest.
She’s alive! But what’s wrong with her? Why didn’t she suffocate?
Rob licked his lips, shook her a little. Her eyelids fluttered, but barely; hardly enough for Rob to even notice.
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Drugs. He must’ve drugged her, with something that slowed her breathing down enough that she wouldn’t use up all the oxygen in the coffin.
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The girl was still wearing the same clothes she had on the night before, at the bar.
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What do I do? What…The police, I’ll call the police! And, and…and what? Tell them I’ve got a coffin in my living room, with a drugged girl that some freak with…with glowing red eyes kidnapped and sent to me because…because…
Why?
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Rob groaned and dug at his swollen eyes with the heels of his palms.
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Because I told him that I wanted to fuck her. That’s why.
Rob sat back on his haunches, shaking his head.
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I wonder if anybody’s missed her yet. Or if her kidnapping’s been on the news? Maybe…maybe I could call Jack? Fuck. No way. He wouldn’t believe me unless he saw her, and then he’d just tell me to call the cops.
Unconsciously, Rob peered back into the coffin, taking in the girls rosy cheeks; the wisps of soft, red curls billowing around her face; the light spray of freckles across the bridge of her button nose.
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Or he wouldn’t believe a word I said, and he’d call the copson me.
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A nasty, sick thought came to him.
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Or, maybe…he’d tell me to fuck her.
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***
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A small piece of paper was pinned to the girls’ blouse, just above her left breast. A message, written in the same loose, spidery script on the same, fragile parchment as the other note with the disappearing ink. It read, Hi, Rob, I’m Sarah. Pleased to meet you. I brought a few things for a sleepover.
“Jesus. What a sick motherfucker. Did he follow her home?â€Â
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Rob unpinned the note and crumpled it up in his hand, tossed the ball into his empty fireplace. The girl fit perfectly in the coffin, with room to spare. Inside, Rob found a large knapsack stuffed under her feet. He gently raised her legs and pulled it out, then unlaced the flap and opened it up.
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Maybe she has a purse in here, Rob thought, or a drivers license, or something with a phone number…
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Rob reached inside and pulled out a fistful of lingerie: bras and panties and stockings… He swallowed and reached in again, found more clothes, rolled up skirts and nice, silk blouses, shoes, jewelry…
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“Oh, God.â€Â
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Rob sat back, the contents of the bag spilled around him. Enough clothes and makeup to play dress-up for a week or more, but no identification. He stood up slowly, his knees cracking, and peered down into the coffin at the girl.
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“I’m sorry, uh, Sarah. I didn’t mean for this to happen. I just wanted to get drunk last night, and talk to somebody…â€Â
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Here in the daylight, Rob was struck by how beautiful she really was. And she looked so…peaceful, like she was sleeping. He, on the other hand, was hung-over as hell with a monster of a headache brewing, and his mind was reeling. Rob thought about the police again, what he could tell them that wouldn’t land him in prison.
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“Maybe…maybe I can wake you up. Sure! Then you can tell me what happened.†He snapped his fingers. “Simple! We can call the police together, and we’ll tell ‘em about the sick-o freak. There’s no way they’d just believe me, but you saw him too.â€Â
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Rob sighed with relief.
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“Well, I can’t leave you in this thing.†He bent over and slipped his arms under her waist and the crook of her legs, then straightened with a grunt.
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“Oh, shit!’
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Lifting somebody who was out cold wasn’t as easy as it looked in the movies. But then, usually in the movies the guy doing the lifting was some buff, studly hero-type, not the chubby, balding, out-of-shape attorney type.
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Well, Rob thought, make that the ex-attorney type.
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The girl was limp and her arms and legs were flopping all over; he couldn’t get a good grip and she slipped right out of his arms.
Rob pulled her closer, so his chin bumped into her chest. He took a long, deep breath and caught a faint whiff of her perfume, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol and food on her clothes, in her hair. He hoped she couldn’t smell him. He tried and failed to ignore how soft she was, how nice her curves felt against him. Then he counted to three and straightened with a grunt.
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“Ooh, God!â€Â
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 A sharp spear of pain shot up his back.
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“Urg. Wow. That hurts. Uh, sorry…Sarah…it’s not you. I’m just a little out of shape.â€Â
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For a second Rob wished that he’d bothered to visit the company gym once or twice, or even taken Jack up on his endless offers for racquetball lessons. His thoughts drifted back to his father again, forcing him to carry wood on their infrequent camping trips when he was an even shorter, pudgier kid.
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Come on, you little pussy! Be a man! You’re stronger than that!
Rob locked his knees and staggered into his bedroom, the one, partially furnished room in his house, with Sarah’s limp body clutched tightly to his chest, her arms and legs dangling loosely. He lost his footing in a pile of laundry and tumbled with her onto his unmade bed. He scrambled off her like she was on fire and fell into a chair.
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There pussy-boy! I told you you could do it!
“Shut up, dad!†Rob shook his head and flipped on his television. He scanned the channels with his remote, and didn’t find a single news bulletin about the girl. He shut off the TV in disgust. He stood and stepped to the side of his bed.
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Sarah was sprawled out on the mattress with her torso twisted to one side and her arms and legs bent at odd angles; her long, curly hair billowed out underneath her head. The top of her blouse had become unbuttoned, just enough for him to catch a tantalizing glimpse of a black satin bra and the round flesh at the top of her breasts. The hem of her skirt had slipped up around her hips, giving him full view of her panties – the white, lacy panties he’d been fantasizing about just hours ago at the bar.
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Cold sweat beaded along his upper lip, and began trickling down his back.
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Rob couldn’t look. He told himself not to, that he had to be a gentleman. But he couldn’t not look. He reached down to straighten her skirt, and his hand brushed the soft skin of her thigh. He felt a sudden pang of desire, that burning in his gut that seemed to spread through his whole body, and jerked his hand away.
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“Um, Sarah?†He whispered to her, softly, as if she was sleeping. He nudged her shoulder. “Sarah? Are you awake?â€Â
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No answer. No movement. Rob nudged her again, gently rocking her body.
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“Sarah? Is that your name? Sarah?â€Â
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Rob sat down next to her. The mattress creaked under his weight, and she slid into him. He sighed with frustration, and absently touched her hair.
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“Maybe I could call the bar, and ask them who you are, or…†He shook his head. “No. That won’t work. That’ll just get somebody suspicious, and…and maybe they could trace the call with caller id…â€Â
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For a long minute he just sat next to her, watching her.
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“At least you’re breathing okay, I guess.â€Â
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He yawned, feeling the effects of all the stress from the day before; of being fired, all of the booze, the lack of sleep. He stood, grabbed a pillow off the bed and padded over to a chair, settled in.
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“I’ll just wait for you to wake up, then we can work this out.â€Â
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Rob tucked the pillow behind his head and kicked off his shoes, used his toes to peel off his damp, sweaty socks. He watched the girl for a few more minutes, feeling drowsy, until his heavy eyelids fell closed.
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A moment later, they both slept.
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Thursday, 7:46 pm
           Yvonne Craig slipped onto a barstool at MacTarahan’s and ordered a glass of white wine from Sammy. He served her with a flourish – she liked that about Sammy; he always had a smile for her, he always knew what she was drinking, and he never tried to hit on her.
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Of course, it helped that he was as gay as day was long.
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She liked coming into the bar about this time for much the same reasons. It rarely got busy until later in the evening, and most of the customers were regulars who knew to leave her alone.
He picked to clean glasses off a full tray and stuck them under the tap. Yvonne pursed her lips and took a drink, waited until he poured the drinks. The waitress picked up the tray and gave Yvonne a cheery grin. Yvonne managed to give something like a smile back, then turned her attention back to Sammy.
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“So?â€Â
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“A short, pudgy guy was in here looking for you, just a few minutes before you came in. I think it was the same guy who threw a fit in the lobby last night.â€Â
           “Mm. He threw another tizzy. We had to have security give him the heave-ho.â€Â
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           Rob, she thought. Must’ve been. “I didn’t see him when I got here.â€Â
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           “Guess he got the hint.†Sammy leaned forward. “So, what happened to your sugar daddy?â€Â
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           “Will you stop? That’s all finished.†Yvonne grinned demurely and crossed her legs. Sammy knew all about her little fling.
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           “I see. Running the office by yourself now?â€Â
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           “First day.†She nodded. “Vanden flew out this morning.â€Â
           “Will you shut up?†Yvonne laughed. It was a good, sexy laugh; nice and throaty. “Of course he did.â€Â
           “Ha. Let’s just say that I got to keep the car, and he had a nice limo ride to the airport.â€Â
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           “He gave you the Beamer?â€Â
           “Why can’t I find a man like that?
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           “Sometimes it helps to have a pair of these.†Yvonne pointed at her tits. “No offence.â€Â
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           “If that’s what it takes, I’ll start saving up.â€Â
           Sammy grinned and glanced over her shoulder. He leaned over the counter and whispered conspiratorially, “Girl, I bet I know something you don’t know.â€Â
           “Give it a second…â€Â
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           Yvonne took another drink and half-turned in her seat. A warm hand caressed the nape of her neck, sending a chill down her spine. Yvonne shivered. Soft lips touched the tip of her ear, and her cheek. The chill turned into a warm blush.
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           Yvonne looked up into Vanden Smith’s glittering eyes.
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She couldn’t get enough of those eyes. They were spellbinding. It was like he could see down into her soul with each glimpse, each sideways glance.
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           “Vanden? I thought you left…I mean…you’re supposed to be in New York tomorrow…?â€Â
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           “Ah, well. I do believe I’d rather be here, than twiddling my thumbs in an empty apartment in that noisy, dirty city.†He paused and grinned. “Or, rather, I’d rather be at your apartment, twiddling something else.â€Â
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***
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           Asleep in his chair, Rob’s body jerked and twisted suddenly.
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           In his dream, Rob was back at the bar, getting drunk off his ass. Sarah was at the side of the table, constantly refilling his drink, pouring more beer into his mug as fast as he could tip it back. He’d quaff a full, foaming mug, dribbling the dark amber fluid down his face and neck, into his lap, soaking himself, and then she’d clean him up, wiping his face and crotch with a filthy, wet towel that she’d stick back into the waistband of her apron.
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The dark man was still there too; sitting just across the table, laughing a deep, maniacal laugh and pinching Sarah’s ass every time she bent over to wipe the beer from Rob’s lap. But his face was lost; shrouded in darkness, blank like voided space. The only features Rob could make out were his blazing, coal red eyes, and a long, sharp pair of ash-white horns that protruded from the top of his skull.
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Don’t you like her ass, Rob? Don’t you want to squeeze it? Go ahead, give it a spank! Watch it jiggle!
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Rob spilled more beer down his front, and Sarah bent to with the towel, leaning over until her breasts popped out of her blouse, jiggling in her black bra. She looked up and smiled, licked her ruby lips with the tip of a dainty pink tongue as she rubbed at the damp cloth. With his cock straining to break free, Rob drained his mug as she began tugging at his zipper.
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Smoke drifted up from the dark man’s eyes. He ripped Sarah’s panties down around her knees and began slapping her ass until it turned a raw, glowing pink.
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Let her clean that mess up for you, Big Fella! Wrap a hand in that beautiful red hair and let her earn her keep! Hell, there’s enough here for everybody to take a turn!
Rob ran his fingers through Sarah’s soft curls, and she went down on him, taking him down to the hilt in a single mouthful. He felt the muscles in her slim neck contract and relax as she bobbed her head, working him.
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He slumped in his chair, enjoying the warmth of her mouth, and looked around the bar, which suddenly seemed an open, endless space. The other customers were barely visible; wavering, wraith-like shapes that stood from their tables, naked and aroused, and shambled towards Sarah, stroking their huge, erect genitals as they surrounded her.
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That’s right, my friend, enjoy her…that’s what she’s here for…
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Rob tried to bring them into focus, but the moist pressure enveloping his cock distracted him. He closed his eyes, and Sarah screamed as the first of the things entered her, shoving its erect, engorged member deep into her asshole.
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The pressure in Rob’s groin began to swell, and he laid both his hands on her head, forced her mouth back down on him. She grabbed at his ass, and he grunted and his hips jerked spastically as her body was shoved forward by the thing fucking her from behind...
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And all the while, the dark man cackled with glee…
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***
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Thursday, 8:46 pm
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           For the second time that day, Rob woke with a start, drenched in sweat. The electric clock on his dresser told him it was a quarter after nine.
Other than the glow from the clock, it was pitch black in the room. He had a raging headache, a throbbing boner, and he needed to piss like a racehorse. Rob groped along the wall, feeling his way to the bathroom. He unbuckled his belt and let his pants fall to the floor, then braced himself with his hands on the wall, leaning over his toilet, urine just barely trickling out of his swollen penis.
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“C’mon,†He urged. “Go, go, goddamn…fucking sleep-boner…â€Â
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Rob managed not to fall asleep again, standing up like that, or piss on his foot (which he thought was a major accomplishment). Several minutes later, he shook himself dry. He washed his hands and stared at himself in the mirror over the sink.
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God, he looked terrible.
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He scrubbed his face with cold water, filled up a cup and scrounged through his medicine cabinet until he found a couple aspirin. At least, he thought they were aspirin. He wasn’t sure. It didn’t really matter, the way his head felt like it was going to split down the middle.
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“Fuck it. If they kill me, at least the headache’ll go away.â€Â
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He took the chance, gulped the pills down and drained the water, then turned out the light. He padded back into his bedroom in his baggy boxers and t-shirt and crawled onto his bed. When he felt the warm body on the mattress next to him, he almost jumped out of his skin.
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“Holy shit!â€Â
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Rob flipped on the lamp. A soft glow filled the room, illuminating Sarah’s soft, curvy body. He squeezed his eyes shut; counted to ten and blinked them open. This was no dream. No fantasy. The girl was still there, on his bed. She was still out cold, lying in the same, sprawled out position she was in when he passed out that afternoon.
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Why wasn’t she awake yet? What the hell was she on? That date rape drug? What was it…Ecstasy? Hell, he’d imbibed half the beer and whiskey in the state during his little binge, and he’d been awake twice already…
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Hungover, yeah, sure, but awake.
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Rob reached over and shook her by the shoulder, hard.
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“Sarah! Hey! Wake up!â€Â
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He shouted her name again and shook her, over and over.
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Nothing.
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Not even the flicker of an eyelid. Just the slow, peaceful rise and fall of her chest. Her skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat; her flesh was warm and moist under his fingertips. He pulled her shoulder, turned her over onto her back.
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“Come on, please wake up.â€Â
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She was so pretty. Lying there, so close to her, his body began to tingle. The burning sensation started in his crotch and spread outwards. His cock perked back up, sticking straight out of his underpants. Snatches of a conversation floated back into his mind, unbidden.
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You mean, would I fuck her, or are you asking me if I’d rape her?
Let’s say rape. What if you could get away with it, without any sort of punishment? Would you attempt it? Would you enjoy it?
“Oh, God. What am I thinking?â€Â
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Admit it Rob. It’s not a sin to desire someone…
Rob licked his lips and scooted closer, thinking that he just wanted to look at her. The hem of her skirt was still pulled up around her waist, and the tip of his cock brushed her hip, grazing lightly along the soft skin of her thigh. A shiver ran through him.
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That’s right, my friend, enjoy her…that’s what she’s here for…
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His hand was shaking as he reached out to pull down her skirt.
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Don’t you like her ass, Rob? Don’t you want to squeeze it? Go ahead, give it a spank! Watch it jiggle!
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Rob was panting; sweat beading on his forehead and his cock throbbed painfully, his whole body shaking. The ugly voice continued in his thoughts, goading him on.
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She’ll never know…
Rob swallowed hard, the spit sticking in his throat. He touched her belly, watched his hand slide slowly up her stomach to her breasts. He cupped the breast closest to him, squeezed it gently, and watched the girls face for the faintest sign that she might notice, that she might wake up and start screaming, RAPE, RAPE!
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But she was quiet.
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Her back seemed to arch a bit, mashing her tit into his hand. Rob reached across her chest, letting his cock press flat against her thigh, and squeezed her other breast. This time he was positive; a low moan started, from deep in her throat, and her nipple poked through the material of her blouse, rubbed against the sweaty palm of his hand.
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“Oh, God…†he murmured, and ran his fingertips lightly over her nipples, until they were hard as little rocks. He licked his lips and rubbed his crotch against her leg. He was so horny, he felt dizzy. “I’m sorry, Sarah. I’m sorry…â€Â
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He unbuttoned her blouse carefully, peeling the light, damp material back and uncovering her belly. Rob licked his dry lips and drank her in. She was slim, but curvy; with pale skin splashed with a spattering of freckles. Her breasts were larger that he’d expected, pooled into round, melon-shaped mounds on her chest, tucked into her pretty black bra. Her belly button was pierced with a silver clamp and circled with an elaborate tattoo of a butterfly. More tattoos covered her upper arms.
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He pulled the cups of her bra down, exposing her pink, pierced nipples. They reminded him of tiny, ripe strawberries. His erection throbbed again, and he felt the first bit of cum ooze out and smear along her thigh.
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Rob leaned over and kissed the top of her chest, her breasts, tasting her, licking her nipples. The muscles in her stomach twitched when he ran his hand back down her belly, down to her crotch. He felt the soft mound of pubic hair hidden underneath the material of her lacy panties, and he cupped her gently between her legs.
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Her panties were soaking wet, and this time, she moaned. Her neck and back arched and her hips jerked up, pushing her tit right into his mouth. His fingers twisted around the elastic band of her panties, pulling them roughly out of the way, and his fingers almost slipped right into her warm, wet pussy. ÂÂ
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“Oh, God, Oh God…â€Â
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Rob could hardly breathe, and his heart was racing.
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The only thing in his mind now was that he wanted – no, had to be inside her.
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He raised himself up so he was kneeling over her and yanked off his t-shirt. He gently pulled her panties off, slipping them down her smooth, tan legs, and threw them onto the floor. He spread her legs slowly, until they were wide enough that he could shuffle across the covers and ease himself between them.
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“I want you so bad…†he whispered.
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Her pussy was covered with a nice, trim bush of fine, orange-red pubic hair. He ran his hand over her pink lips, felt another, tiny ring piercing the little nub of her clit. He eased himself on top of her and let the tip of his cock find its way.
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Another small, quiet cry came from her lips, and Rob barely registered that her arms and legs wrapped tight around his body. He sighed as he slipped fully inside her, and pillowed his head at the side of her throat.
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He was already moving, almost unconsciously grinding his hips against her, driving himself deeper into her.
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“Oh, my God…â€Â
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Her pussy clamped around his cock, massaging him. He bit her shoulder to stifle a cry of pleasure and hooked his arms under her armpits, trying to will himself even further inside her. Deliriously, he felt her hips moving in a slow circle underneath him; her belly button ring dug into the soft folds of his gut, making him grunt and swear.
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Rob wanted to kiss her. He levered himself up onto his elbows, nipping at her neck, kissing the point of her chin. She hissed and arched her back, driving her head into the pillows. Some dim part of Rob’s mind registered pain as she raked sharp fingernails across his back, digging bloody furrows in his flesh.
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He groaned and pressed his lips on hers. They parted with a sigh, and he felt her little tongue flick into his hot mouth, probing. He sucked at it like a sweet piece of candy, tasted a metallic tang, felt the small nub of another piercing, a barbell thrust through her tongue.
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Deep in his groin, his orgasm began to build, and he started to pump her, fucking her hard and fast. Their kisses became rushed and frenzied, and her legs clamped around his waist, pulling him closer, until his body couldn’t hold out any longer.
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Rob stiffened as he came, and he heard a voice through his delirium, a feminine voice, as if from far away…
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“Fuck yeah, cum in me baby…â€Â
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He jerked once, twice, and shivered with pleasure; then collapsed onto her soft flesh. He lay right on top of her, drowsy and content, letting the girl hold him. She kissed and stroked his hair, whispering sweet, quiet things into his ear. Rob felt his cock grow limp inside her.
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He vaguely wondered when it was she woke up. And why she didn’t run out of the house, screaming for the police?
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But he was so tired, it all barely mattered.
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As his eyes fluttered closed, Rob realized he hadn’t even bothered to take off his underpants. That little faux pas embarrassed him for a second, but then he was fading again.
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***
Thursday, 9:10 pm
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Half a city away, Yvonne Craig was on her hands and knees in her rumpled bed getting fucked hard from behind, doggy-style. Her clothes were torn away and Vanden Smith’s cock was buried deep in her pussy.
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She had her hand shoved down between her legs, her fingers furiously rubbing her clit.
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“Oh, God, I’m coming…†she moaned, and her body began to quiver.
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His big, hairy balls slapped against her knuckles while he fucked her, and she cried out, spraying his thighs with her cum while he groped her tits. The bed was already soaked underneath her. She gasped as her orgasm ripped through her body, curling her toes. The wet spot got even larger.
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He felt so big tonight. Huge. He completely filled her, almost to the point that it was painful when he’d started. Yvonne didn’t remember him to be quite this…vigorous before, either, but right now she was loving every sweaty minute of it.
But Vanden stopped screwing her. He pulled out of her and crawled off the bed, then rooted around on the floor for a second. When he found what he was looking for he stood back up, then flipped her over onto her back.
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He had her stockings in one hand, and he was grinning happily.
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“Okay,†She nodded.
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He used her knees to lever her legs open and crawled back onto the bed, then squirmed closer to her pussy. Yvonne scooted backwards so her head was propped up on the pillows. She gripped his pulsing cock in her sweaty hand and guided him back inside her.
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He shoved in with a grunt of satisfaction. She grabbed him by the ass and gave him a good, hard squeeze, digging her fingernails into his butt-cheeks.
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She looked up into his eyes. He was grinning at her, sweat dripping down his face…
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He is bigger, she thought as he leaned over her, the stockings clutched in his fist. How could that happen? One of those pump things, maybe?
She let him pin her arms over her head, and he roughly tied her wrists to the headboard. Vanden kissed her hard on the lips. Yvonne felt him give her tits another tweak, and then his hands were moving up her body, closing around her neck.
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She moaned, arching her back with excitement.
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Then he started to squeeze.
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At first, it didn’t hurt. Yvonne just felt a thrill, felt that much more aroused, and she tried to smile up at him, to let him know she was okay, that she was enjoying it. She knew he liked it like this, the feeling of power it gave him.
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He looks so, so sexy…
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But then he put his arms and shoulders into it, and the thrill disappeared.
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The muscles in his arms bulged, and something in her neck popped loudly. Yvonne kicked and bucked. She thrashed under him, using all of her strength, but he wouldn’t let go. She was tied too tight, and he had all the leverage.
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He squeezed and squeezed, grinning down at her, his sweat dripping onto her face, pooling on her chest. She couldn’t get air, and his cock was hurting her now. It felt like it was swelling, getting even bigger inside her, like it was going to split her apart
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Yvonne tried to scream, but could only manage a feeble squeak.
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As her world went black, his fingers pressed even tighter, and the sweet, soulful brown eyes she’d loved so much changed and began to glow with a strange light of their own.
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***
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Friday, 11:10 am
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Rob woke up to fresh air blowing through an open window and the chirping of birds. He snuggled deeper into his tangled sheets, but then there was something else, a sound that took him a minute to recognize.
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           Someone was humming, singing quietly in a soft, pretty voice.
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           Rob tried to roll over as quietly as he could, but she saw him. He stared, open-mouthed, as Sarah stepped out of the shower and used one of his towels to dry off. Puffs of steam rolled out of the open bathroom door.
           She grinned and turned back to the mirror, rubbed at the condensation with the palm of her hand.
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           “You sleep like a rock.â€Â
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“Um.†Rob croaked again. He stared in disbelief.
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Her back was covered with tattoos, from her shoulders down to her ass. She wrapped her wet hair up in the towel, smiled at him through the mirror and squirted some of his toothpaste onto his toothbrush, started scrubbing. She spit and rinsed, then patted her lips with a towel hanging on the wall rack next to the mirror.
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           “So, are you gonna get up today?â€Â
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           She turned on her heel and marched back into the bedroom, plopped down on the bed next to him and began rummaging through a pile of clothes.
           “Cool. Hey – why don’t you have any furniture? I don’t mean to be snoopy, but I got hungry and had a bowl of cereal. There wasn’t anywhere to sit. Except on the box thing in your living room.â€Â
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           “I just bought the house. I work…er, worked a lot, so I usually ate at the office. The house was an investment. Furniture just didn’t seem like a big deal.â€Â
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           “Oh. Like, a place to crash when you’re not at work, right?†Rob nodded. “Don’t you have a girlfriend?â€Â
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           Rob laughed. It came out sounding more like a burp.
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           “That’s what I thought. No way you could live like this if you weren’t single. You should at least get a bigger bed.â€Â
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           She found a clean pair of panties, a tiny blue pair about the size of Rob’s pinkie, and slipped them on, raising her legs and then lying back on the bed to pull them over her butt.
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           “You kinda messed up the stuff in my pack. Didn’t your mom ever teach you it’s not nice to go through other people’s things?â€Â
           She rolled over and scooted next to him, straddled his hips.
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           “S’okay. Wow, hey, look at you, big boy…ready to take on the day, huh?†She poked his cock with her finger, then wiggled on top of him. “Like these panties? They’re crotchless. I bought them just for you.â€Â
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           “R-really?†Suddenly Rob wasn’t paying attention to her underpants, exactly.
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           “Yeah, like a present – oh, whoops, not in there!†She wiggled a little more. “I get a special pair for every guy I know. So it’s special.â€Â
Rob thought his dick was going to explode. Sarah braced her hands on his chest and raised her ass, just enough to catch the head of his dick in her pussy, then settled back down, swiveling her hips until he was buried in her. She unwrapped the towel and tossed it on the floor, then snuggled next to him, her wet hair sticking to her face.
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“Who…who are you?†Rob managed.
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She smiled. “Don’t you remember? I was your waitress? At the bar? A couple nights ago? You were there with your friend, that really sexy guy with the intense eyes? Nice to see I made an impression. I’m Sarah. Didn’t you get the note?â€Â
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“I remember you. But…I was a little drunk, I think.†Rob remembered the paper, pinned to her blouse. “I got the note, or a note. It was pinned to your shirt.â€Â
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“Mm-hmm.†She nuzzled his cheek with her nose, started rocking her hips back and forth. “I thought it would explain stuff.â€Â
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“Yeah, I, guess. B-but, who…I mean, why…are you here…?â€Â
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She gave him an odd look.
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“Hey, are you okay with this? I mean, if you’re worried I might get pregnant, don’t be. The pill is my friend, you know?â€Â
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“No, it’s not that. It’s just…â€Â
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“Like, what? I don’t use anymore, and I only let Tony do my Tat’s, so I know his needles are clean, and I get tested once every…â€Â
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“No, no, no…It’s…â€Â
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“What, d’you have something? Oh, shit! He said you were a virg…â€Â
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Rob scowled. “No, no. I don’t have any diseases…â€Â
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“Wait a minute. I get it. You’re afraid I’ve got a jealous boyfriend, huh?â€Â
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Oh, shit, Rob thought. This  is so fucked up.
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“Well…I…â€Â
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“Look, I know Russ was a freak, but he never really hurt anybody. Kenny’s a little fucked up, but he doesn’t get out for another six months. So that’s cool.â€Â
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“Six…months?†Rob’s penis wasn’t quite so happy anymore. He felt it waver inside her, getting ready to run for cover.
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 “Mm-hm. And don’t worry about Tony. I can handle him. He’s just a pussycat, you know? He just wants me to be happy, and all that.â€Â
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“Oh, well. That’s not it either, see…â€Â
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Rob tried to pull himself together. Not easy. He scooted backwards until he was propped up on the pillows. She followed him every inch of the way.
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“I…I thought you were dead. I mean, you were in the coffin thing, and…and then you wouldn’t wake up, and…now…this.†He waved his hands, at her and the bed, as if that would explain everything. “I don’t understand what’s going on.â€Â
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“You mean, you don’t know? He said you’d like it.â€Â
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“He said what?â€Â
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“That night at the bar? You guys left, and then your friend came back about an hour later. He told me what happened to you, you poor guy.â€Â
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She gave him a tender kiss on the tip of his nose and wiggled her butt. Rob was having trouble concentrating.
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“Anyway, he told me all about you, how you wanted to talk to me and all that, that you guys thought up this whole, y’know, scenario. But you were too shy, so he asked me if I wanted to meet you. He was very sweet.†She patted his chest. “And I thought you were cute.â€Â
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“So…so you let yourself get locked in…in a box? By some guy you don’t know, because you thought I was…cute?â€Â
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“Yeah. Well. You know. Sure. You guys are really fucking kinky.â€Â
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For some people, that’s simply a turn on. Do you realize how many women fantasize about being attacked?
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“Kinky.†Rob repeated. “You liked that?â€Â
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“Oh, yeah. The whole idea really turned me on. Like last night, when you thought I was still fucked up? I thought I was going to die waiting for you to make a move. But, wow. I haven’t cum like that in a long time.†She sighed wistfully. “Why are you looking at me like that?â€Â
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“Because, because you could’ve gotten killed! Or...â€Â
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“Psh. I know girls who do stuff lots weirder than this for a date.â€Â
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“You can’t be serious.â€Â
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“Oh, yeah. Hey, you ever go to S&M shows? Wild.â€Â
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Unbelievable. This doesn’t even faze her.
 “Do you even know what he gave you? I couldn’t wake you up. I didn’t know if I should call the police, or…â€Â
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“Yeah, well, no. It’s funny, but I can’t remember too much. After your friend and I talked, I mean. I don’t know what he gave me. I mean, I don’t remember him actually giving me anything. Maybe he slipped something into my drink. I guess whatever it was sure knocked me out. I don’t remember anything after that until I woke up here in your bed.†She smiled and touched a finger to his lips. “Look, I’ve need to leave for class pretty soon, and I have to work late tonight, so lets have a little fun before I go, ‘kay?â€Â
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“Really? I mean, you want to stay?
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“Well, yeah.†She grabbed his hands and placed them on her breasts. She made him rub her nipples until they were hard little knots. “I can come back before work too, if you want to get some dinner tonight.â€Â
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“Dinner…sounds good…â€Â
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She smiled again, and smothered Rob with little kisses. He liked the way her body felt, how her nipple rings tickled his chest when she leaned over. He still didn’t get it, but all his questions about the night before suddenly didn’t seem to matter too much.
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“I packed enough stuff for a week, if you want me to stay. Your friend thought you might want some company for a while.â€Â
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“Oh. Okay.†Rob wasn’t sure what he was supposed to say next. “So, what class…â€Â
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“I’m a psychology major. I want to get into people’s heads.â€Â
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“Oh.â€Â
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“Now, quiet, okay?†She kissed him, and Rob closed his eyes again.
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           “Whew.†She tickled him. “You should brush your teeth.â€Â
           And then somebody started pounding on the front door.
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***
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Friday, 11:32 am
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           “Well, holy shit,†exclaimed the delivery guy, peeking through the half-open door. His eyes went wide when he saw Sarah. Rob had tried to get her to put something on, but she just jumped up on his back and made him carry her into the living room.
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“Look at you! That yer girlfriend?â€Â
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           Rob grimaced and stood there dumbly, hunched over with Sarah still clinging, naked, to his back. He was holding together a bathrobe with one hand and trying to keep her from yanking it open with the other. Rob raised his eyebrows. “Did you forget something?â€Â
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           “Huh? Oh, no. Nope. I got another delivery for ya. Same thing as last time.â€Â
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           Sarah and the delivery guy both wanted to stay and watch Rob open the new crate. Rob forced the guy outside and slammed the door, then turned back to Sarah. His blood was racing.
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He had an idea who might be in the new crate.
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“Oh, come on. Let me see!†Sarah was walking around the crate, knocking on the rough pine slats. “Please?â€Â
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Rob shook his head.
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“I don’t think so.â€Â
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“It’s another girl, huh?â€Â
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“I don’t know.â€Â
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“We gonna have a three-some tonight?â€Â
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Rob sighed.
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“I don’t know.â€Â
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She stamped her little foot in frustration. “C’mon. Please?â€Â
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“Look, you…go on to class, okay? I think I should be alone to open this up.â€Â
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“You could take me to school.â€Â
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“Sure! I… No I can’t. My car isn’t here. I could call you a cab though…â€Â
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“Forget it. Is there a bus stop around?â€Â
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“Yeah, just down the street. That way.â€Â
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“I could just stay and help you with…â€Â
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“No way.†Suddenly Rob felt like he was talking to a naked, tattooed child. “Go to school.â€Â
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Sarah pouted, but stomped back into the bedroom.
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Rob followed her and watched her get dressed. She pulled on a pair of worn, faded jeans, and then wiggled, bra-less, into a t-shirt that was cut off at the waist, high enough to show off her belly button. She stepped into a pair of tall, black pumps and tossed an old, straw cowboy hat on her head.
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Sarah turned in a semi-circle, posing for him. Rob thought that she almost looked even sexier dressed. Her clothes clung to every curve, accentuated the slope of her hips, the swell of her breasts. He could just make out her nipple-rings under the thin t-shirt.
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“Well? How do I look?â€Â
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“Um.†Rob swallowed. “Fantastic. Just like a psychiatrist…er, psychologist. Whatever. I’d pay to lie on your couch so you could…uh, get in my head.â€Â
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“You’re sweet.â€Â
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She kissed his cheek, and he followed her back into the living room.
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“This is for you, because you’re so cute…â€Â
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She opened the door and kissed him again passionately, pressing her body tightly against him. Rob noticed the delivery driver sitting in the cab of his truck, staring with his mouth open.
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Sarah broke her clinch and punched him hard on the shoulder.
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“…And that’s for being an asshole. You’d better show me what’s in there when I get back.â€Â
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With that, she bounced off the steps. Rob grinned, watching her hips sway as she strutted down the street. When she disappeared around a corner, the delivery guy gave him a big, double thumbs up.
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Rob shut the door and went looking for his hammer.
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***
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Friday, noon
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           A little elbow grease, and then more pine boards littered Rob’s living room.
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           Rob’s stomach was doing flip-flops again. He was sweating, and he held another envelope in his hand. It had been resting on top of the new coffin, which was lying smack-dab in the middle of his living room, right next to the first one.
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           A deep voice was burning in his ears, one he thought he’d never hear again, whispering…
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           What is it you want, Rob?
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           He ripped the envelope open, and sliced another gash along the side his thumb. In a daze, he pulled out the familiar parchment. The blood smeared the paper, and the words slowly began to appear…
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           Rob read the note and dropped the paper. There was a small burst of flame. He tossed it into the fireplace and watched it burn out. Rob took a step forward. The room spun around him as he stumbled to the coffin.
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He found the lock easily. He pressed his bloody thumb into the warm, smooth indentation…
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           The latch clicked open, and Rob closed his eyes.
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           He raised the lid, his own words ringing in his ears.
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           I wish they were dead…
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Rob opened his eyes, and stared down at the pale body nestled into the soft satin lining. He looked at the dark hair, her brown eyes, wide open with surprise, staring at some point off into the distance. He saw the torn silk stockings, still wrapped tightly around her wrists, the other marks on her naked body...
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Rob touched the cold, bruised flesh around her slim neck, and he began to weep.
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He knew this one wouldn’t wake up.
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And then someone was pounding loudly on his front door.
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           “Robert Wiltsey?†The voice shouted from behind Rob’s front door. “This is the police. Detective’s Paul and Ronsky. We’d like to ask you a few questions.â€Â
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           Oh.
No.
The pounding continued.
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“Mr. Wiltsey? We know you’re in there. We spoke with the somebody who just made a delivery to you. Open up, so we can talk.â€Â
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Rob stood up, swaying on unsteady legs.
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“What? Why?†he gasped.
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There was a pause. Rob could hear voices, whispering.
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“We know you were at the airport this morning. You dropped your ID in the bathroom.â€Â
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Rob stared at the coffin again. What were they talking about, the airport? He’d never left the house!
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           “We have everything on tape, Mr. Wiltsey. Eye witnesses placing you at the scene. Why don’t you make this easy on yourself and just open the door.â€Â
Rob glanced at the door, then at the body in the coffin. Tears streamed down his face.
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“No! I…I can’t! I can’t…â€Â
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Outside, detectives Paul and Ronsky nodded to each other and pulled their weapons, took position. Behind them, neighbors were gathering around the truck still parked in the street, curious and gossiping.
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Paul nodded again, and Ronsky kicked in the door.
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           Rob fell over the coffin as the detectives swarmed into his house.
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           Two pistols were leveled at him. He heard another crash as his back door was smashed in, heavy footfalls running through the house. Men shouting.
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           “Robert Wiltsey? You’re under arrest for the murder of Vanden Smith! You have the right to…Holy shit!â€Â
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           Jack pulled up in Rob’s Lexus as the detectives were dragging Rob out of the house, his arms handcuffed behind his back.
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Rob saw him and started screaming.
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“Jack! Jack! Tell them I didn’t do it! Tell them! You know me! He knows me! Just talk to him…â€Â
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Detective Ronsky shoved Rob brutally into an unmarked police car. Detective Paul casually sauntered over to where Jack was standing, thunderstruck.
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           “You know this guy?†Detective Paul jerked his thumb over his shoulder, pointing at the police car.
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           “Yeah. I work with him. Or…I did, I mean.â€Â
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           “You work for Vanden Smith?â€Â
           “He’s gonna need a good one.†Paul fished a notebook and a pen out of a pocket. “What’s your name.â€Â
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           “Jack…Jack Swanson.†Jack shook his head. “What’s going on?â€Â
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           The detective studied Jack for a moment, wondering how much to tell him to get him talking. Then he puckered his lips and sighed. If this guy had watched television at all that morning, he’d already know about the murder, and the two missing women.
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           “We understand Mr. Wiltsey was let go a few days ago.â€Â
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           “Yeah, yeah. There was a meeting…and Rob thought he was going to get a promotion, but Vanden gave it to someone else, and…â€Â
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           “He promoted Yvonne Craig instead of this guy?â€Â
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           “Yeah,†Jack nodded. “and then they fired him.â€Â
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           “He was seen at a company party a few days ago. The restaurant manager filed a complaint, said that he was causing a disturbance.â€Â
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           Jack looked at his feet. “Yeah, he showed up at a party a little drunk. I guess he said some things he shouldn’t have…â€Â
           “He said he was gonna kill them.â€Â
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           Paul stared at him. Jack flashed a grin.
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           “No. You don’t thing Rob really…â€Â
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           Detective Paul glanced over at the police car, the man screaming in the backseat.
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           “Maybe you should come down to the station and give a statement.â€Â
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           Jack leaned on the side of the Lexus and watched along with the rest of the neighbors as the police car pulled a u-turn and accelerated down the road. He watched Rob’s terrified face until the car turned a corner and was gone.
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           That’s when he saw the girl, slowly walking up the sidewalk. She held a beat up old cowboy hat clamped down on her head with one hand, and her eyes were wide open with shock. She stopped on the sidewalk right in front of Jack.
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Officers had cordoned off the street in front of Rob’s house. No one except the police could get close. The girl looked at all the cops bustling around, shook her head.
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“Hey.†Jack piped up. “Anything wrong?â€Â
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She noticed him for the first time. “What happened? Why are all the cops here?â€Â
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Jack shrugged. “They think Rob killed somebody.â€Â
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“What? No…no way.â€Â
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 “That’s what the news is saying too.†He shrugged again. “ Killed his old boss and some chick too. Fit of anger kinda thing.â€Â
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Jack pushed off the car and stood next to the girl. She was still staring up at the house.
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“Wow.†She whispered.
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“Yeah,†he agreed. “Crazy, huh?â€Â
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“I’ve gotta get in there.â€Â
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“What? Why?â€Â
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“I…knew him. I’ve got stuff in there.â€Â
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“No way they’re gonna let you inside. I think they’d probably haul anybody that tries away. You know, for questioning.â€Â
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“Shit. Really?â€Â
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“Probably.†He glanced down at her, smiled. “Hey, I’m Jack.â€Â
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She looked up at him. Finally. Into his eyes.
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“Jack…I’m Sarah.â€Â
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“You really knew him, huh? You his girlfriend?â€Â
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“Oh, no. I mean, we just met a few days ago…â€Â
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“Huh.â€Â
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Sarah stared, transfixed. The guy had the weirdest eyes. It was like they burned right into her soul. She couldn’t seem to look away…
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“Hey, how about a drink?â€Â
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“Really?â€Â
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“Sure.†He smiled. “We can talk all about it.â€Â
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Jack opened the car door and helped Sarah inside. He shut the door and stepped around to the driver’s side. He took a last look at Rob’s house, and grinned, the flesh of his face melting away, his fiery red eyes burning.
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“Bye, Rob-meister. Wish you the best. Buddy.â€Â
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The dark man opened the door and eased into the soft leather seat. A moment later, they were both gone.
Disclaimer: This story is 100% fictional; all characters mentioned within are entirely fictional. It contains themes and stories only suitable for those aged 18 and over. Names are used for entertainment purposes only, and are not intended to harm or offend those mentioned. If you are offended by adult content, do not understand that this story is
My name is Jeff. I am eighteen-years-old, and I wanted to share with you the story that changed my life forever; when my Mom and I became lovers.
One weekend, my dad, my mom and my twin sister Beth, were working on a big landscaping project in the backyard. We had done a lot of digging and excavating and the day was hot and muggy.  We were almost finished with the digging when Dad sent me and Mom to the Home Depot to pick up the supplies we ordered for the job. Dad agreed to stay and finish up wit
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Mom and I jumped in my ’68 Ventura station wagon that I had tricked out, and took off. We live out in the boonies a little bit and the home center was a good 20 miles away. As we traveled down the highway, we noticed that storm clouds were building off on the horizon and Mom remarked that she hoped we could beat the storm.
I have to back up a bit and describe my family here. My Dad is a big lumberjack of a man. He was a lineman in college and met my mother who was a track athlete. Mom is 5’7†and built like a brick shithouse. She has light brown hair and green eyes with a knockout smile. She had some breastwork done and she competes in fitness competitions even at the age of 37. She has about two ounces of body fat. My sister and I are both tall and athletic and neither of us has ever had problems attracting the opposite sex.
Back to the story.  We made good time to the home center and picked up the trailer that was already loaded and ready to go. Dad is a big contractor in town and the home center gives him lots of perks. Every guy that walked by took a double take at my mom as she stood at the counter paying for the load. She was wearing denim cutoffs and a tank top and I just shook my head at the guys as they stared, letting them know I was irritated.  I never looked at my mom sexually. I knew she was hot, but she was my mom.ÂÂ
We pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home, not thinking to cover the load we were hauling, and by this time the skies were really turning black.  Mom called ahead to tell Dad about the weather, and he let her know in no uncertain terms that he didn’t want any of the bags of concrete ruined. I stepped on the gas as we headed out of town.
As the first few drops of rain hit the windshield I told Mom that we needed to find someplace to duck out of the rain until it passed over. A mile further down the road I turned down a dirt road and headed into an apple grove.
“This is the Ritter’s property. Where are we going?†my mom asked.ÂÂ
“There is an old barn where we can pull the trailer into.†I told her.
“I don’t even want to know how you know about this place,†she laughed.
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The rain was falling pretty steady when I pulled up to a gate in the grove. “Mom, get out and open the gate and then shut it after I pull through.â€Â
“I guess this means I’m getting wet.â€Â
“We both will be soon enough.†I answered.
I pulled through the gate and waited for mom to shut it and climb back into the car. She was soaked. “Shit! We gotta hustle.†I groaned, and drove down a little path that led to a small barn. We both jumped out and opened the bay doors to the building. I was drenched in 30 seconds. There was a tractor parked right in the middle of the barn, which made it necessary for me to back the trailer into the barn. This left the front of the station wagon sticking out into the rain, but at least the trailer was out of the weather. I jumped out of the car and ran into the barn where Mom was examining the contents of the trailer.
“We might lose the top two bags of concrete.†She said. “Everything else looks okay.â€Â
I looked out at the rain, which by now was coming down in sheets. This was going to be one of those 3 or 4 hour storms. Mom called Dad and told him where we were. I could hear him yelling as she hung up the phone and walked over to me. She looked out at the weather.
“Stranded.â€Â
“It appears so.â€Â
“Good in a way. Your father is pissed. We should have covered the load according to him. He’ll be cooled off by the time we get home.â€Â
The storm had dropped the temperature and the wind had kicked up. I looked over at Mom and noticed that she was shivering. I couldn’t help but notice her hardened nipples sticking out through her sheer bra and tank top.
“Your headlights are on.†I joked.
“Easy fresh guy, I’m freezing to death. I wish I had worn a work shirt.â€Â
I moved around behind her and put my arms around her. My arms were crossed just below her breasts and I pulled her back against me in an effort to shield her as best I could. ÂÂ
“This should help a little.†I said.
“Such a gentleman I raised. That helps a bunch. Thanks honey.â€Â
She crossed her arms over mine and we leaned against the side of the car watching the rain come down.
I don’t know how long we stayed like that before I became aware of the warmth of my mother’s body against me. I also became aware of her ass pressed against my crotch and the feel of her breasts against my arms.  It all kind of happened at the same time. My chin rested against the top of her ear, and I suddenly began to notice the smell of her body. I felt my cock begin to stiffen a little, and I shifted around a bit to get my crotch away from her ass. This also caused me to move my head to the other side of hers.
Mom was oblivious and snuggled back into me again.
“Quit moving honey, I’m just warming up.â€Â
I tried to think about anything and everything to keep my mind off my growing cock, but it was not much help. The heat of her body and the musk of her smell were making me crazy.
After a few minutes of silence, Mom let out a sigh and shifted ever so slightly against me. Maybe it was my imagination playing tricks on my lust filled mind, but it seemed as if the pressure of her ass against me increased ever so slightly. She shifted again a few minutes later and her hips moved just a fraction across my groin. Every minute or so, she would shift weight on her feet and rub her ass against my now rock-hard dick. This shifting, intentional or otherwise, went on for several minutes.
My lips were so close to my mom’s ear that it was all I could do to not start nibbling on it. Mom shifted again, and at the same time I noticed that her breathing had changed. It was a little faster and deeper.
I was about to pull away when she pulled my arms up closer under her breasts and squeezed them against her.
“This feels nice.†She said huskily. “It’s been a long time since I had a pair of strong arms around me. Don’t let go.â€Â
“How long you need me to keep you warm Mom?â€Â My lips brushed against her ear as I spoke into it.
“At least until the rain stops,†she sighed and her head dropped back against my chest. She was deliberate this time as she rubbed her ass against my painfully hard cock.
There were no more pretenses on my part either, as I started to nibble on her ear and whispered back. “Let’s hope it rains a while.â€Â
She groaned as I moved my hands up to massage her beautiful firm breasts from behind.
“God honey, what are you doing to me?â€Â
I took my mouth off of her neck, where I had been raking it with my teeth; long enough to reply back to her.ÂÂ
“Keeping you warm.â€Â
I was really working her over with my mouth as I nibbled and licked her neck, shoulder and ear. I had moved one of my hands up under her tank top and was squeezing her tits through her bra.
“Noooooo!â€Â
She reached for my other hand, which I was working down to the crotch of her shorts. She was strong, but her resolve was fading quickly. Even as she strained to keep my hand away from her holiest of holies, she continued to rub her ass against me. She couldn’t stop me from grabbing her crotch and pulling her back against me as I ground my hard-on into her ass.
“Oh shit, baby, please, we shouldn’t, God, you feel so good!â€Â
Mom was mumbling and had placed her hands against my legs. Suddenly, I spun her around and grabbing the back of her head with one hand and her ass with the other, I pulled her into me for a long, violent, kiss. There was no hesitation on her part and our mouths mashed against each other so hard I tasted blood. I wasn’t sure whose it was, but I didn’t really care.
Mom pushed away from me and looked up into my eyes. The look in hers was something I had never seen before, not even in the girls I had fucked in the past. It was like one of those nature shows where the lion is looking at the antelope.
“I want you son! I want you so bad. I need you so badâ€Â
“Wait here.†I stepped out into the rain and opened up the back door to the station wagon. I reached behind the seat and grabbed a blanket that I kept there.  My mom wouldn’t be the first girl I had fucked in this barn.
I stepped back into the barn and grabbed Mom’s hand. I led her past the tractor to what used to be a horse stall. It had a couple of crates in it, but the floor was carpeted with an ample amount of hay. It was pretty fresh, because I had put it there just a couple of weeks earlier. I spread the blanket out and turned towards my mother, who, up to this time, hadn’t said a word.
I pulled her to me in a long soft embrace. “I want you too.†I said. “I want you to feel how much I want you.â€Â
I peeled my shirt off and threw it to the side, and with our eyes locked on each other’s, I took her shirt and bra off. I stared at her gorgeous tits for about one second before I lowered my mouth over her left nipple and began to work it with my tongue.
Mom melted into my arms. “OH GOD! BABY, Ooooooh Goddddd!â€Â
I felt my mom’s hand move down to my crotch and she began to squeeze my cock through my shorts. She was moaning almost non-stop as she worked her hand past the elastic band of my shorts and boxers. When her hand came in contact with my cock I almost came right then.
“Holy Shit Honey, you’re thick!†she moaned. “Did you stick a tree in here?â€Â
My cock wasn’t the longest in the world, only about 7 inches or so. But it was thick. The guys on my football team called me a fire hydrant when I first started showering after practices. Now my sexy mother’s hand was doing its best to wrap around it.
I switched sides and began sucking on her other tit as I worked at unbuttoning and unzipping moms cutoffs. The harder I bit her nipples the harder she jacked my dick.
I got down on my knees and using both hands worked her shorts down and off her hips. I then eased them down her legs and she obligingly stepped out of them.
I was now staring face to face with her flat tummy and beautifully shaved snatch.
“God you’re hot! You’re so fucking sexy! I’m gonna fuck you for days!â€Â
I stood back up and it was her turn to pull my shorts off. She slid down my legs and rubbed her face into my crotch.
“I wish we weren’t so dirty, baby. I want to feel you in my mouth so bad.â€Â She yanked my shorts down and my dick popped out and hit her in the face.
I was so turned on staring down at my mother. Her body was perfect, flawless. Every guy in the gym wanted to fuck my mom, and now here I was getting ready to do what so many men fantasized about.  She was working my cock with both of her hands and staring up at me.
“Fuck me baby. Come down here and make love to me.â€Â
She didn’t have to ask me twice. I knelt down next to her and pulled her to me again in another long deep kiss. Just kissing her was making me crazy. She sucked on my lips and bit them. Her tongue did things inside my mouth that no one had ever done before. I pushed her back on to the blanket and lay on top of her. I stuck my hand down into her snatch and slowly rubbed her clit with my finger. She was so wet she was dripping and she bucked up against my hand.
“Fuck me honey, please, just fuck me! I can’t take it anymore. God I want you!â€Â
I positioned myself between her spread legs and brought my cock up against her cunt. I placed the tip of it inside her and began to slowly shove it in. ÂÂ
“Ooohhhhhh Fucckkk mmeeee!†she cried out. “You’re gonna’ split me in twooooo!â€Â
I had my cock about halfway into her and it was all I could do to keep from shooting my load. “God Mom, you’re tight!â€Â I pulled my dick out a little and slowly sank it back into her.  “Unnghh, God, oh shiittt! “You’re gonna kill me with.., that.., thing.., but don’t stoppppleasedon’t stoppp!â€Â
I pulled out again, and with one final shove buried my cock all the way into my mother’s hot cunt.  She let out a squeal and her eyes looked like they were going to pop out of her head. I think she was having an orgasm.  Her mouth stayed open but nothing came out. I lowered my mouth over hers and just lashed away at the inside of her mouth with my tongue.
I raised myself up on my elbows and looked down at her. “You okay Mom?â€Â
She pulled me back down to her and began nibbling on my earlobe. “You have the fattest cock I’ve ever felt son, she moaned. Go slow, and make love to me until the rain stops.â€Â
We started out slow. I slowly thrust in and out of her, gyrating my hips as I did. Mom arched her back and thrust up against me. Her nails dug into my back. I lowered my head and took first one and then the other of her tits into my mouth. We were sweaty and sticky as we rolled around on the blanket. We couldn’t get enough of each other’s kisses. The pace began to quicken and it wasn’t long before I was pounding my stiff rod in and out of Mom’s quim. She was practically screaming as I slammed away. She was arching her back so high the only thing touching the blanket was her shoulders and the heels of her feet.
I couldn’t take any more though and I felt that familiar burning sensation in my balls start to build. ÂÂ
“I’m gonna come Mom!â€Â Oh shit baby, I’m gonna come!â€Â
Mom grabbed hold of my ass and pulled me against her as I fired my load deep inside her. I couldn’t believe how much was coming out of me as I kept shooting jet after jet into her.
“That’s it baby, fill your momma up.â€Â Oh God it’s so hot in me!â€Â
We both finally came to a stop and I slumped down on top of her. I kissed her again, this time softer. “This is unbelievable, I can’t believe we just did this,†I said.
“It’s my fault dear. I’m you mother. I should have stopped this. God, what have we done? What have I done?â€Â
In less than an hour, I had gone from just having a foxy mother to being a mother-fucker. The guilt Mom was feeling wasn’t echoed by me. I was still inside her and as I looked down at her sweaty, dirty face, I knew I had to have her again.
“No one needs to ever find out Mom. It just happened. It doesn’t change the way I feel about you, in fact, if anything, it has made my love for you stronger.â€Â
I started nibbling on her chin and licking her lips. I could feel my cock growing inside her.
“But it’s wrong Jeff! So wrong! We can’t.â€Â
She started to kiss me back and my cock continued to stiffen.
“We shouldn’t,†she moaned.  “Oh God baby, you feel so good in me!â€Â
Suddenly, with more strength than I expected, she flipped me over on to my back and stood up. She held out her hand.ÂÂ
“Come with me.â€Â
She led me out of the barn into the rain. It was cold but my lust was so strong it could have been snowing for all I cared. Mom sat down on the long hood of the car and pulled me to her in a long passionate embrace.
“I guess I do need this,†she panted as we broke our kiss. “I’ve been a little neglected at home. Your father barely touches me. I’ve always wanted to make love in the rain Jeff.
Please make love to me?â€Â
Mom wrapped her legs around me and pulled me into her. She lay back on the hood of the car and with me supporting her legs with my hands as I pounded my cock into her again and again.
“You won’t be neglected at home anymore Mom,†I panted. “I’ll make love to you every day.â€Â
“Ohhhhhhhmyyyyessssweeeetbaaabeeee! Don’t ever stop fuckeeeeeeng meeeeee!â€Â Mom quivered in a shattering orgasm as she came all over my cock.
After a few minutes in this position, Mom slid off the car and turned around. She bent over the hood of the car and I fucked her from behind as the rain fell on us and rinsed us clean.
I exploded again inside my sexy mother’s pussy filling her up with more come than I had ever done before in a single orgasm.
By this time, the rain had started to let up. We went back into the barn and dried off with the blanket. We put our damp clothes back on and started out for home.
Neither of us said anything as we drove home, each lost in our own thoughts. But as we pulled into the driveway, Mom reached over and gave my hand a squeeze. Dad came out of the house with a scowl on his face and inspected the rain damage to the trailer contents. He started to mumble about the bags of cement that were ruined, but Mom cut him off.
She looked at me and asked for my wallet. Curious, I pulled it out of my pocket and handed it to her. She opened it and pulled a five dollar bill out and handed it to my Dad.
“You’re son and I are wet, tired, and hungry. This should pay for the losses. Now, I’m going inside to take a bath. Anything else you want to complain about?â€Â
With that, she turned and walked into the house. Dad looked at me, but didn’t say a word.
I started to unhook the trailer and told him I’d cover it up. He shrugged his shoulders and followed Mom into the house.
While I was in the shower cleaning up before dinner, I couldn’t stop thinking about what Mom and I had done that afternoon. My dick hardened at the thought of fucking Mom again but I refrained from jacking-off and quickly finished my shower.
During dinner, Mom was quiet and barely made eye contact with me, but thankfully nobody seemed to notice because Dad grumbled about the weather screwing up his plans the entire time.
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The next morning, Monday, I woke up at about 9 a.m. I got up to relieve myself and then went back to my bed. I didn’t have classes on Monday, so my day consisted of going to the gym, studying and doing my chores in the yard. ÂÂ
Dad had already left for work and my sister was in class all day.
There was a knock on my door and my mom asked if she could come in. She entered my room, wearing a full-length bathrobe, pulled a chair up next to my bed and sat down facing me.
“Are you okay?†I asked. “You didn’t say a peep last night at dinner.â€Â
“I’m fine. I was just a little confused out about what happened yesterday. I feel a little guilty.â€Â
“Me too.†I said. “I guess we kinda got caught up in the moment huh?  Now that it happened, I’m trying to sort some things out in my head.â€Â
“Like what?†she asked.
“Put aside for a moment that you are my mother and what we did is incest. That’s the worst of it! I also had sex with a married woman, an older woman, and it was sex with the sexiest, most passionate woman I have ever been with!â€Â
Mom blushed a little at my last comment and shifted in her chair. “You’re my son Jeff. I can’t, we shouldn’t, can’t do this.â€ÂÂÂ
It was apparent that Mom was struggling with her morals. I wanted to grab her and hold her and comfort her right then.
“I am also a married woman, like you said, and even if my marriage isn’t the best, I have to honor it.â€Â
“But you did enjoy it didn’t you?†I inquired.
“Oh baby, of course I did. But I am your mother. We are going to have to get past this and just leave it as a beautiful memory.â€Â
“Seems to me that I was looking at this a little different than you Mom.â€Â
“How’s that Baby?â€Â
I’m a man in this house too. I’ve loved you since birth and if your husband isn’t taking care of you than I can, - will!â€Â
“You’re going to make this complicated aren’t you Jeff?â€Â She stood up and started to walk towards the door. As she reached the door, I answered back to her.
“I’m just planning on making you a better offer than what you have now. And deep down you want that offerâ€Â
She stood at the door her back to me and one hand on the doorknob. After a minute she said without turning, “You want to go to the gym with me today?â€Â
Nice change of subject.
“Sure Mom. Give me a few minutes to get ready.â€Â
Mom turned to face me and the last thing I expected to happen did. She walked towards my bed and at the same time loosened the belt on her robe.
“Let’s get our cardio out of the way before we go.â€Â She shed her robe, letting it fall to the floor and climbed on top of me.
Note: if you haven’t read chapter 1 I advise you read that first. And thanks to all those who left feedback on Tasting Candi 1 they prompted me to write chapter 2.
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I watched my little nymph undress as I pushed the play button.
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“Yeah hi this is doctor Benton at the Hagenmire hospital†I was barely listening as Candi got bored with waiting and began playing with her self “you coming daddy?†I grinned as I said “not yet†as I walked over the message continued “and I think you should get down here†I bent down between Candi’s legs still grinning and looking in her eyes as I stuck my tongue out for just a little taste “Ahh daddy†she moaned and I stroked my finger up and down her entrance teasing her, with her head back moaning loudly as I continued sucking and licking with expert skill as the machine finished its message “your wife was in a car accident and has slipped into a coma†we both froze Candi was open mouthed staring into my eyes as I stared at her and my tongue still covering her clit.
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Two years had passed, at first Candi and I stopped our liaisons while we grieved, the doctors told me that Maggie could never recover but I remained optimistic and visited Maggie in the hospital at least once every week, so did Candi until about 2 months ago when I noticed she was dressing more provocatively and was back to teasing me and trying to seduce me.
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She never did anything too bad just little things like wearing revealing clothes and accidentally saying lewd references to sex but quickly apologizing, nothing I couldn’t handle.
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“Daddy can I sleep at a friends tonight?†I think she had begun to understand that I wouldn’t break and we were turning into a normal family again.
“Sure sweetie†I had no objections, I wasn’t one of those dads that always worry about my little girl I knew she was responsible and I trust her judgment plus this would give me a night alone.
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Once night fell and Candi was gone I locked every door in the house and left the keys in, I was always more careful lately ever since that night when Candi caught me in the act. Tonight was a big deal, I mean I may only be having solo nights but even those are a rarity the last time I had the house alone (and it was only when I was alone) was over 3 weeks ago if I didn’t get some kind of release soon I just might have taken Candi up on her offer.
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Once everything was secure I went into the living room curtains closed TV on and DVD in “Naughty sluts 3†should be interesting I thought, it started right away no story a girl walks in and some just pulls her clothes off and fuck her right there, not very original but it will do so I pulled it out I was already hard I had been all day. So there I say ‘tugging’ away letting my mind slip from the very simple movie to images of my wife and me on our honeymoon rolling around in our hotel room in Hawaii I could almost hear her voice:
“Ohh David right there…Oooh!†I was tonguing her pussy
“Mmm Maggie you taste so sweet just like…†the hotel room started to swirl out of existence changing into the kitchen and her pussy seemed to shrink.
“Ahh daddy don’t stop please!†all of a sudden I was tongue fucking Candi I pushed her out of my mind concentrating on my wife.
“David what are you waiting for?†I was still in the kitchen but at least it was my wife begging me to put my cock in her.
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I climbed up the kitchen table on top of Maggie and entered her quite roughly earning a grunt from the both of us.
“Mmhm…David harder!†harder she wanted so harder I gave her pulling out 7†and plunging the full 8†into her fast and hard and now I was pumping faster with each thrust, moving at electric speed my wife’s breasts bouncing up and down franticly.
“Ugh, Ugh, Ugh, Ughh!†my wife and my grunts were intertwined and just as I started to feel release building up I heard a sweet familiar voice coming from the kitchen counter.
“That’s it daddy fuck Mommy fuck her hard, fuck her for all the whore is worth! You know you want to†it was Candi sitting on the counter stark naked cheering me on with foul language that only quickened my pace as I did as I was instructed.
Candi then lowered her hand to her pussy stroking it gently and staring at me longingly. I wanted her and she wanted me.
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“Ugghhh! David I’m Cumming, ‘I’m†the distraction from Candi was annoying me so I ended it with
“Shut your mouth whore!†I didn’t watch for her reaction only turned my attention back to little Candi furiously rubbing her little nub.
“That’s it daddy punish the whore, she doesn’t deserve you seed does she daddy†her eyes where holding me in a trance.
“No, your right this slut doesn’t deserve it†I had stopped my humping and stared with lust filled eyes at Candi only slightly distracted by Maggie’s moans and whimpers.
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Candi pulled the finger out of her pussy and began to suck on it seductively
“Mmm…tell me you want it daddy and you with receive it, you know I want it†our eyes locked, Maggie's whimpers long since forgotten and my expression changed into a grin that implied devious desires.
“I want you Candi, not this slut.†At that moment Candi disappeared and Maggie's body began to shrink but I knew this tune already and watched as Maggie's panicked face merged with and finally changed to my little Candi's face.
“I want you too daddy†we looked at each other lovingly as my cock waited patiently at her entrance.
“I love you babyâ€Â
“I love you too daddyâ€Â
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The moment seemed to last forever as we both knew that the moment had finally arrived and Candi eventually broke the silence with
“Daddy what are you waiting for put it in?†a playful smile had crept upon her face
“Your wish is my command sweetie†is all I said as I started to push slightly in the tiny hole.
“Ahh!†she moaned as my cock head pushed into her. She was so wet I hardly needed push at all It just seemed to slide in like it was always meant to be there and I pushed to the hilt and there was no pain our love overcame all the pain of the hymen being ripped, we now had begun to thrust against each other slowly at first but steadily picking up the pace, faster, harder, deeper
“Oooh daddy, fuck me, oh yes!†her face scrunched up in pleasure her little body wrapped around me. Lust and love overcoming everything as we I humped her like a wild beast and she loved every minute of it.
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“Ahh, yes daddy, daddy I think I’m Cumming!†her hands gripped my back tighter and her pussy started convulsing furiously as she lost herself in a wave of pleasure, and my closing in on my own climax thrusting faster and once my cock plunging into her became nothing but a blurry line Candi could take no more as constant orgasms overcame her and she shook in a pleasure fit.
“Aahhh fuucckk Yesssss! I’m Cumming!†I shouted as I buried deep into my little baby girls cunt and released my hot seed. Nothing but intense pleasure existed now.
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Bang, Bang, Bang! “Dad open the door, I’m back!!†I was snapped back to reality and looked at my cum covered belly and the porn DVD had stopped and only static was showing on the TV, I quickly cleaned my self and the room shouting back
“I’ll be right there honey!â€Â
“Hurry up I’ll be late for school!†she was right it was 8:36am and I would have to drive her too school now.
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I opened the door and looked upon my sweet beautiful Candi wearing a pink t-shirt and matching pants that as she walked by me I could see didn’t hide the fact that she was wearing a bright red thong, a bit much for a 13yr old but I didn’t think to care at that point as I was mesmerized by her cute petite little ass, my thoughts trailed back to my dream or fantasy I couldn’t decide which and my cock stood at attention. I was going to have her all my parental instincts to stay away were washed away last night.
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“Candi, baby would you like to have the day off school?†I asked cuddling her from behind and beginning to kiss her neck.
“What are you talking about? What are you doing daddy?†she started to giggle as she pulled away from my embrace to look me in the face.
“Baby I’ve been thinking a lot lately and remember when I said we shouldn’t do those things?†all the while I said this I was stroking her cheek suggestively hoping she would get the point.
“Yeah?†she said obviously not taking the hint
“Well I’ve decided that its not healthy to bury these desires and would be willing to help you release them†finally catching my drift she pulled away and looked into my eyes in a confused manner, if I didn’t know better I would say she didn’t want it anymore.
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“Well I’m glad you have been thinking but I have been doing my share too but my answer is no!†what she must be joking
“But baby I†but she didn’t let me finish
“It’s not right to mom, and you were right daddies and daughter don’t do that kind of thingâ€Â
This I didn’t expect she was saying no, what she can’t say no not after all that’s happened. She tried to walk passed me but I grabbed her
“You can’t say no to me, what do you think this is some kind of game, are you just toying with me.†I tightened my grip as she struggled to break free panic crossed her face as realization that I now intended to fuck her with or without her consent.
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“Daddy please, don’t†her voice was but a squeak as I gripped her like a vice refusing to show mercy.
“You will beg for it!†my voice fiery and my eyes darkened I no longer cared that she was my daughter I only saw her as my fuck-hole my disobedient fuck-hole.
“No!†but I overpowered her pulling her closer bringing her mouth to mine forcing my tongue down her throat thinking about how my cock would soon stuff her face, the I could feel nothing but a sharp pain as I realized Candi had kneed me in the balls and was running out of the house, it took me a moment to get back to my feet and I ran out the door just in time to see Candi being taken to school with her friend Kelly who lived next door her mother was driving. I guess I was going back to school.
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Mayhill Primary School population about 1000 students all ranging from 6-13 my little Candi would be in Math now in the west wing I knew all her classes and lessons by heart
“Candi, Candi, Candi you can run but believe me you cannot hide†I said to my self as I walked up to her class room and looking inside I noticed she had somehow changed into her school plaid skirt and white shirt, an evil grin crept upon my face as she looked so innocent but not for long I thought to my self as I chose a hiding spot in view of the classroom door.
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I had too wait until she was alone which sadly didn’t happen at break time she just chatted to her friend only stopping every so often to think on what had happened this morning.
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Finally my time arrived at lunch time when she wanted to go back to get another chocolate chip muffin she can never get enough of those, her friends said they would meet her outside class “no she wont†I said quietly too myself and at just that moment when she was out of sight of everyone I grabbed her by the waist and making sure to cover her mouth. Pulling her behind the bike sheds keeping an eye out for cameras and other students waiting until the bell rang and the kids would be in class before releasing my hand from her mouth.
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“Daddy please let me go!†she was openly crying now but I still couldn’t tolerate her screaming, so slapped her hard across her face leaving a red mark on her and she stopped speaking the only noise from her were the sobs of tears.
“Be a good little girl and everything will be fine.†She didn’t even acknowledge my existence she was too absorbed in her own sorrow so I gave her another hard slap across the face.
“Understand bitch!†this time she registered.
“Yesâ€Â
“Yes what!â€Â
“Yes daddy†I gave her another sharp slap
“Call me Master!â€Â
“Ok…master†this granted me a great big smile which only furthered little Candi’s fear.
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“Kneel down now!†she complied without hesitation just like a perfect little sub slave, if it wasn’t for the constant tears I might have believed she wanted this.
“Take my cock out†her hand shake’s as she unzips my pants and pulls my cock out.
“Put it in your mouth†she did
“Mmm…now suck it†she started by suckling the head but with my ‘gentle’ persuasion was soon bobbing up and down 6†of my dick.
“Further†I said as I attempted to deep throat her, she gagged immediately while her 13yr old throat rejected my 8†manhood.
“Gmgh!†she was chocking on me so I pulled back a little and allowed her to breathe then plunged back into her this time she relaxed and welcomed my cock and I was soon pumping her mouth just as I would her pussy.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh, UGHHH!†I spurted my hot cum deep down her throat while she gagged I pulled back to finish on her face. And just at that point the janitor walked passed and what a sight he must have seen a cute little angel kneeled down in front of a 35yr old man with his dick held out and her face covered in cum.
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“Shit!†I said as I put my cock in my pants and zipped up.
“Hey you get the fuck away from her!†the janitor shouted as he went for me, Candi cowered in a corner just as I was slammed against the wall.
“This is none of your business pal!†I said as I brought an elbow down into his back and he collapsed momentarily on the floor, I proceeded to kick him while he was down Candi spoke up
“Daddy no you’re hurting him!†I gave her an annoyed look then froze when she was looking up at me with what looked like love.
“Sweetie?†but I didn’t get a response as the janitor had gotten up and whacked me across the head with his mop, soon scrambled up wanting only vengeance.
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I walked towards his with murderous eyes; he gathered all his strength and swung for me with his metal mop screaming
“Raghhh!†but I had seen this coming and ducked it and he smashed the window behind me but when I look back at the window damage momentarily I did not anticipate his kick which sent me flying onto the glass the janitor quickly advanced jumping atop me pummeling my face I couldn’t stop him.
“Alright, alright you win!†he stopped for a moment only to look me in the eyes when I realized the truth, my eyes must have gone saucer size as it hit me holy shit he’s gunna kill me!
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He grinned at my discovery
“Do you really think I can let a sick freak like you live!†he pulled a pocket knife out of his overalls. But as he went to strike me with it I spotted a sharp piece of glass, and with all my remaining strength brought it up and stuck it in his gut. Now it was his time to get wide eyed as realization ran through him. I pushed him off of me and got to my feet quickly my first reaction was to look for Candi, gone she had ran off in the fight, at least she didn’t see me kill him well he wasn’t dead yet but you could see he wasn’t far from it. My next reaction was to make sure there was no evidence I hid the piece of glass in my pocket and made sure anything I touched was rubbed clean.
And now I was forced to look at him I tried to look away but he was now dying, have you ever seen a man die its terrible, it seems that at that moment when he gives up and accepts it you can see through his eyes the futility of it all, and right then as I stared him in the eye I seemed all that realization passed to me as he dragged me into oblivion. I pulled away closing my eyes trying to shut it out, I couldn’t, I was crying now none stop.
And I began to hear sirens someone must have called the police I looked around there was an old woman across the street with a cell phone looking at me, I looked away but then a thought “What’s the point, what's the point†I had sat down what was the point we are all going to die everything we do amounts to nothing “what's the point what's the point what's the point†I kept saying it as I allowed myself to slowly loose my mind but what was the point.
“WHAT'S THE POINT!!!†something in my mind clicked just then Candi.
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She needs me, I had it worked out “if nothing matters in the long run the big score then all that matters is right now what we do right now today†I needed to find Candi I needed to patch things up. I left quickly making sure to avoid the old woman, got in my car and drove away.
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I stopped by my house she wasn’t there, but I took this opportunity to clean my clothes as I would be going to friends’ houses to see if she went there.
----1hour later----
Nothing no one had seen her I racked my brain, where are you baby where are you, and then it hit me.
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I entered the Hagenmire Hospital and walked up to the reception
“I’d like to confirm the room number of my wife Mrs. Tolbertâ€Â
“Are you the father of that sweet little girl?†I knew it
“Yes she was missing her mother so she ran here I need to pick her up†she looked at me as if to say Aww.
“That’s so sweet its in room 211 on the second floorâ€Â
“Thanksâ€Â
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As I walked up to the room I could hear little Candi talking to my comatose wife, I decided to listen a little.
Sniff, sniff she was crying still “Mommy I still love daddy I’m sorry I can’t hate him for you. I did want him but when he asked me I thought it was just to please me and he didn’t really want to, so I said no but then he hurt me mommy!†she stopped to cry some more.
I decided to take this opportunity to talk to her so I went up to her and gently hugged her, eyes were still closed so she didn’t know it was me.
“Mommy you’re awake?†she raised her head and saw me the only expression I saw on her face was a mix of shock and fear she tried to pull away and I let her, she must have been too scared to scream.
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“Its ok sweetie you can scream if you want to I won’t stop you†she looked quizzically at me
“Why?†at least she will give me a chance to talk
“Because I realize that what I did was wrong and very bad I didn’t mean to hurt you I’m sooo sorry†she looked at me seeming to decide weather I was telling the truth or not then she asked me a question I wasn’t sure I could answer
“You don’t love me coz if you did you wouldn’t hurt me, you and mommy always said that when you love someone you never hurt them…so you don’t love me†she was crying again.
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“Yes baby I do love more than anything else in the world†hope shone in her eyes then dissipated when she remembered what I did.
“No you don’t! Stop lying I don’t like it!†she screamed at me
“Do you remember your sixth birthday†she nodded slightly in recognition
“Me and your mom planned you your ideal birthday party, remember it was outside we had clowns balloon animal a barbecue a huge cake, everything we spent a fortune. Do you remember what happened?†her tears started to dry as she remembered the event
“It, it rained?â€Â
“Yes is rained the clown got drunk the balloons blew away and all your friend couldn’t come on account of the storm. What did we do to make things better?â€Â
“You let me open my crissy presents†she smiled as she knew what was coming
“Now do you remember Mr.….Froggy?†she squealed with delight as the emotions of the day washed over her.
“Ha-ha, yeah but do you remember that your mom was terrified of him?†she bobbed her head franticly trying to contain her glee.
“And what did you do about that do you remember?†she blushed slightly and shaked her head “oh well I’ll help refresh your memory, it involved a pair of mommy’s panties and some glue†she could contain it no longer we both burst out laughing until we were at tears.
And sensing she was ready to be asked I said while smiling “do you forgive me baby?â€Â
“Yes daddy†and she hugged me tightly saying “you do love me don’t you?â€Â
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“Yes baby forever and always, forever and always†Candi then did something I didn’t expect she kissed me on the lips and stuck her tongue in whilst rubbing her self against my crotch.
“Baby are you sure?†all she did was nod her head while removing my shirt.
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“I love you daddy and I want to make love to you†it warmed me to hear her speak those words my entire life from now onwards will be to please my baby girl.
“I love you to baby and I would want nothing more than to make love to you tooâ€Â
We both shared a deep passionate kiss it must have lasted more than 6 minuets but as ironic punishment would show as the point of both ultimate happiness and completely stupid timing, as I heard a voice I had not heard in over 2 years
“Ughh…David? Candi? Is that you?†Maggie had awoken and sat up and was looking at us. Me and Candi both stared at each other her tongue still deep in my mouth and my hand cupping her breast.
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Please let me know if you want chapter 3. Also constructive criticism is welcome.
Hi. This is part 2 of this story set. Please Read Previous Story for Character Description.
2 Weeks after Lauren and I started dating, we were going at it like rabbits. We couldn\'t keep our hands off of eachother.
One day, Lauren and I were at the movies. We went to see Jumper. Through almost the entire movie, we were either playing with eachother through the clothing, or making out. By the time the movie finished, I was on the verge of cumming. I was on my way to the bathroom to finish it off, when Lauren pulled me to the side.
"Why don\'t you let me finish that for you."
"Here!?" I asked incr
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edulously.
"Is that a problem?"
"No, it\'s just... unexpected."
Lauren guided me by the hand to the bathroom all the way in the back that nobody ever goes into, and locked the door. I threw myself on her, exploring her mouth vigorously with my tongue, and sucking on her lips. The bathroom is routinely cleaned, so there\'s no mess whatsoever. Lauren broke the kiss and dropped to her knees.
"Uh-uh." I shook my head.
"What do you mean, Conor?" she asked.
"Take off your pants," I said.
She did, and I followed suit. Then, I got on my back.
"Straddle my face," I told her.
Her eyes glinted with lust, then she did so. I pulled her bright yellow lacy panties to the side, and started to lick softly. I put one finger in, fucking her with it while licking her clit. She started massaging my cock, kissing and licking it all up the shaft and getting me harder my the second. I slipped a second finger into her tight pussy, making her moan onto my cock. I rubbed her clit faster and faster, making her groan louder and louder. She was gagging herself with my raging dick, so the moans sent waves of pleasure through me. It took only about two minutes for us to climax simultaneously. She wasn\'t a squirter, so it was relatively easy for me to catch all of her juices in my mouth, while she did the same. She milked my dick like a pro, then got off and lay next to me, panting with satisfaction.
We weren\'t finished for the night, though. We went to a restaurant/night club called Mansion. It was a perfect setting for any kind of naughty play, and we took advantage of it. after we got our seats and drinks (which were actually alcoholic, as we both knew the owner\'s son), the song Yeah Yeah, by Bodyrox came on. We quickly drained what was left of our drinks, and went to the floor, her leading me, yet again. We started grinding in time to the music. I got lost in the beat, and so did she. After a few songs, we were through with dancing. We went up into the Member\'s section (again, because of the owner\'s son), and found ourselves a private room. It had all of the trimmings, a full minibar, stereos, couches and chairs, and most important of all, sound-proofed walls. Lauren and I laid down on the bigger of the two couches, and started to kiss. We went on exploring eachother\'s mouths, then, my hands started to roam. They went straight for her ass, which was firm, because she swims. I squeezed, and she smiled through the kiss. Her hands went for my zipper, which she opened, and pulled my cock out. she started stroking it.
"Mmm... someone\'s ready for more," she said coyly as my dick grew hard.
"Only if you are," I replied.
My hands went from her ass to her pussy. I opened her pants up as well, and put my hand down them. She was soaked. I slipped two fingers in, rockstar style, and rubbed her G-Spot. She moaned into my kiss, and was rapidly approaching her orgasm. She quickly stopped me, stood up, and took off all of her clothing, except her bra and panties. I helped with those. I reached behind her, uncleasped her bra, and let it fall to the floor. I lowered my face to her breasts, and licked them slowly. I kissed around the nipples, which were the size of half dollars, and flicked the nipples themselves with the tip of my tongue. She moaned softly every time I did this. I dropped to my knees, and grabbed the elastic of her panties in my teeth. I pulled them down slowly, and let go. She stepped out of them, and sat down on the couch. I grabbed her legs and softly kissed up the insides of both. When I cam to her pussy, I threw all my inhibitions to the wind, and began to eat her out with wild abandon. As my nose massaged her clit, I buried my tongue in he vagina and stuck a finger in her ass. She gasped in surprised pleasure, and started breathing heavily. She lasted a while longer, but when she came, it was amazing. I clamped my mouth on the opening of her pussy and drank all of her juices in as they spilled out.
When she came down from her high, she threw me to the couch and started to feast on my cock, which was extremely hard. She sucked up and down on the side of my shaft, then focused all her attention on the head of the dick. She swirled her tongue around it, hitting all of the sensitive spots, and then thrust it her head down, my dick hitting the back of her throat. She made gurgling noises, and pulled back for air. She repeated this several times, and her throat muscles drove me over the edge. My orgasm was so strong, that I could barely gasp,
"I-I\'m-- cumming!"
She drove my dick all the way into her throat, without even gagging, and her throat muscles milked my cock for all it was worth. She pulled off, but my dick wouldn\'t go soft. She smiled at the sight of this, and straddled my hips. SHe lowered herself onto my dick.
I slowly thrust into her, her hips meeting me halfway. We continued this, going for 20 minutes. When her breathing quickened, I knew she was near orgasm. I paced it so we would climax at the same time. She finally came, screaming out in sheer delight. She shuddered, her vagina squeezing tight on my cock, sending me into extreme bliss. I clamped her down onto me, holding her tight. Her breathing slowed, and she almost fell asleep. My dick fell out, and I pulled her headdown to my chest.
"I love you," she breathed.
"I love you, too" I whispered into her ear.
After 10 minutes, we got up, and went back down into the club. The bartender, seeing us so disheveled, smiled knowingly. I smiled back. Lauren and I walked to her house, and kissed goodnight. I walked home, satisfied and tired. I got into bed, and my phone rang. It was Lauren, with plans for next week.
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Hermione waited a moment to make sure that no one was around to see her enter Harry's room and got there just as she dissapeared, Harry was naked lying on the floor rubbing his face " hey what happened you just left" quickly Hermione explained that they had been caught by Ron and after he punched him Hermione used the Time Turner to stop him walking in on them, " well as you can see it didn't work now i've been slapped by Ginny" " well then i'll just go back and make sure she dosn't come here either" Hermione replied.
"OH NO YOU DON'T!!, i've been hit twice now so i think i'll go this time" Harry added as he grabbed the Turner put it over his head turned it and vanished, once everything returned to normal Harry paced the room " right ok
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where is Ginny right now?, oh right the quddich pitch" Harry ran out of the room grabbing his firebolt.
Finding Ginny Harry grabbed her and jumped on to his broom " Harry where are we going i thought we where meeting later?" " slight change of plans don't worry you'll love it!!"
Harry stopped at a clearing in the woods and before Ginny could say anything he kissed her deaply "trust me your going to love it" he said as he slipped down her trousers and pant and began licking her bare lips,Ginny's only reply was a soft moan, soon Harry was rock hard and slid his dick slowly into Ginny's now moist pussy, her cherry ripped so fast Ginny didn't even notice
This was great Harry had allready cum thanks to Hermione so he was lasting way longer than he thought, he had got Ginny into doggy style and was hammering away when she screamed as her third orgasam hit, it was too much and Harry shot load after load into Ginny's pussy " what if i get pregnant?" Ginny asked when she could get her breath back Harry just smiled and waved his wand " don't worry about that" just like before Harry's cum floated back out of Ginny's pussy gathered in the air and vanished with a pop.
"Wow who taught you how to do that?" " i might just tell you sometime, come on we should be getting back" Harry smiled as he helped Ginny to her feet, they got back to the school grounds and Harry walked Ginny back to her dorm and kissed her goodnight. Harry ran to his dormroom to find Hermione waiting for him Hermione noticing Harry's erectoin smiled and said " i guess it went well then?" " oh yeah" he replied as he locked the door Hermione stripped " you still got the time turner?" " don't think we'll need it this time but just in case" Harry removed the time turner placed somewhere safe then stripped
it was like any other day my mate rang me and asked if i wanted to come up and chill so we did when i got their o one was home just him her shouted just takin a piss b out in a min so i went into his room and a mag was stickin out from unto his bed so i pulled it out and iside was gay pictures and men fucking small men with speach bubles sayin your my bitch and good boy my mate then walked in and said wat u doin i turned around and he said "o it aint mine its a mates im not gay i like girls" he was sweating and was bright red so i went over to him and said do u wanna fuck me he looked shocked we hav been mate for years and i am bi but nevr realy talked to him about lad only girls so when i said this it shocked him but the thing i was loo
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king at was his bulge in his jeans so i cupped it and kissed him and at first he pulled away but after a when he ramed his toung down my throat then pushed me onto his bed and unziped his trousers so i took his dick into my mouth and sucked it dry the he said turn around so i did and he ripped my closes off and fucked my ass untill it was red then out of know were he pulled out and shot his load into my back then licked it off after he did this he said fuck my ass so i did untill i was about to come then he turned around and sucked my dick so i shot my load into his mouth and we swolloed it all down after that day we fuck on and off for month we did different thing like 69's and rimming but that first time was the best