If it isn’t obvious by now – she has me spellbound, and I would have given my left nut to see her naked – I wouldn’t have dared imagine it would actually happen, and that more was in store than just a look……….

 

One night last month Heather and her husband Grant were over at our house for dinner.  Heather was unintentionally driving me crazy again, running around in a pair of tight shorts and t-shirt. As always, I had to make a conscious effort not to stare at her exceptional frame.  My wife, being very jealous, would have had a fit if she knew what was going through my mind as I snuck glances at Heather. I was in a constant state of semi-arousal as I fantasized about Heather naked and what I’d like to do with her.

 

Grant mentioned that he would be ‘batching’ it for a few days soon as Heather had to travel to a seminar in a city about 3 hours away.  We told Grant he was welcome to come over whenever he wanted if he got tired of his own cooking.  I guess I wasn’t thinking straight because I never put it together that I would be out of town that same week – and I was going to the same city!  My wife Terry had wanted to come along with me but couldn’t get the time off work.  It was Terry that remembered I was going to be in the city when Heather was going. 

 

“Brent … You’re going to be there that week too”, Terry said.

“Huh?... Really?” I answered, coming out of another fantasy. “The week of the 23^rd?”

“Yes”, Heather replied, “Are you there then?”

“Yeah, I am.  I’ve got to take a course for work.”

“Cool, I don’t know anyone there…. Maybe we could get together for dinner one night.”

“Sure, lets” I responded, proud of myself for keeping a non-committal tone – I was already deep in fantasy mode as I considered what I would love to be doing ‘one night’ alone in the city with Heather.

 

I loved these trips away from home – trips alone that is.  Every so often Terry would come along with me - those trips were not near as much fun.  I have only once cheated on my wife physically, but when I get the chance, I love to have cyber-sex or watch women ‘play’ online.  I always take my laptop with me when I go away –  when I have a hotel room to myself I can play and watch as much as I want – no fear of Terry coming home and finding me with my camera on, my cock in my hand, watching some woman get off online.  I would have loved to fuck on camera while people watch online like lots of couples do, but my wife would never agree to that.  I envied the men I saw online, watching their wives suck them off while they typed in the chatrooms – lucky bastards. Whenever I went away, all my spare time was spent online. I was however willing on this trip to give up an evening of play to be with Heather.

 

The days drug on forever as I anticipated my trip, but eventually I was on my way. Heather had left the day before and was expecting me to call when I got to the city. 

At 4:00 I checked into my hotel, unpacked and hooked up my computer to make sure the internet was working.  I couldn’t resist a quick look into my favorite chatroom.  As soon as I logged in I started searching for open cameras in the sex chat rooms.  After looking around for a few minutes, I found a woman who was generously showing everything, much to the appreciation of the men in the chatroom.  She wasn’t playing with herself, just showing off, but judging by the conversation she was carrying on, she was not far from it. She would regularly move back from the desk where the camera showed her face and chest, and show her full nakedness. She would smile and laugh and then sit down again to see what people’s reactions were.  Since I was planning to call Heather at about 6:00,  I decided on a little play first.  I was way too horny to be alone with Heather anyway – she would surely catch me gawking at her.

I stripped down, placed my camera on a stool under the desk, focused it on my half erect cock and sent her an invitation to view – which she accepted.

 

‘mmm Nice cock’ she messaged me.

‘TX, nice everything’ I sent back.

 

I sent her a few more messages but she was not typing.  She was obviously starting to become more and more excited and was showing off less, spending more time at her desk.  I could tell by the movements of her shoulders that her hands were busy but not on the keyboard. She, like me, was playing with herself while watching others do the same.

 

I sent her another message – ‘Can I see what your playing with?...lol’

She never responded but her camera was soon adjusted to show exactly what I wanted.  I could now readily see her pussy in close view – her fingers moving slowly over it.  Even with the less than ideal resolution of the webcam I could see how wet she was – her fingers were glistening.  I reached onto the desk for the lubricant I had brought along and squeezed a liberal dollop onto my cock.

 

‘thank you’, I sent.

‘you’re welcome’

 

As is typical, we never typed much as we continued to play.  She was now moving her fingers more and more quickly over her pussy now and occasionally slipping one and two fingers as deep into her pussy as she could reach.

 

My hands too were glistening as was my fully erect cock.  Precum was beginning to leak from the slit of my cock, mixing with the lubricant wetting my throbbing organ.  She was getting into it completely now, and I could sense by her more frenzied play and the way she was rocking against her hand she was close to cumming.  Ahhh, I loved that.  My favorite thing in the world is to see and/or hear a woman cum.

 

I was not ready to cum yet but seeing her getting so aroused was making me closer.  My cock was throbbing and rigid and I could sense cum welling up in my balls – and then…..

 

‘RING RING’   the phone.

 

‘Damn’, I thought. ‘Terry calling to make sure I made it ok.’

 

“Hello?”

“Hi Brent.”  It wasn’t Terry, but Heather – that was a pleasant surprise - and here I was with my cock in hand.  Since I was already close to cumming, the sound of Heather’s voice almost put me over the edge.

“Uh …. Hi Heather!” I stammered, my voice almost betraying my arousal.

“My seminar is only across the street, when I saw your truck here on my way back I thought I’d stop by – I’m downstairs.”

“Oh….uh…ok.” I replied.

“Still doing dinner tonight”

“uh, sure” I answered as I continued to stroke my cock - more and more aroused as I listened to her voice.

“Great!” she sounded as happy as I was. “Umm, Brent?”

“Yeah?”

“Kinda embarrassing, but do you mind if I use your bathroom? I hate public ones – my hotel is across town – I don’t know if I’d make it.”

“ummmm…..” panic, I’ve got to clean-up fast…. “ok…sure …. Room 118.”  Damn, why didn’t I have a room on the 10^th floor or something.

“Thanks ….. be right there” she said and the phone went dead.

 

I quickly slammed my laptop closed and threw the lubricant on the desk into a drawer.  Jetting to the bathroom I quickly wiped my hands and cock on a small towel and ran back out.  I was slipping my pants up over my half erect cock when there was a knock on the door. I threw my shirt on and opened the door while trying to remain composed.

 

“Hi!” Heather smiled, “you’re a lifesaver, thanks.”

“No problem – right in here” I waved my arm to indicate the washroom.

 

‘Whew’ I thought, ‘that was close.’  I glanced around the room and saw that the camera was still set-up. It was obvious what it was aimed at, being under the desk.  I quickly unplugged it and threw it in a drawer.  With one last look around the room for evidence, I turned on the TV, and sat on the sofa in front of it.  Heather was a few minutes in the washroom, and came out smiling - Man she was attractive!  She wore a very businesslike skirt suit, a white blouse, and moderate heels.  Her make-up was not overdone nor her hair - she was striking.

 

“Thanks again.”

“Oh, you’re welcome.  Anytime.”

“So what time do you want to eat? And where?”

“Oh, doesn’t matter much to me.”

“Me either – but you have to help me celebrate tonight.”

“Oh? ….. Why’s that?”

“I just found out that I’m in this seminar because I’m getting a promotion” she said with that giggle that melted me.

“Really?! … Good for you! Champagne it is!”

“Aww, thanks”, Heather said with a smile that men would crawl over glass for.

“Let’s go then” I returned her smile. “I just have to clean-up a bit – 5 minutes?”

“Ok, quick like bunny – I want to celebrate!”

 

I stepped into the dressing area grabbed a change of clothes and quickly washing up got dressed.  I noticed something sitting on the counter in the washroom however.  Picking it up I saw it was a eyeliner pencil.  Obviously Heather had touched-up her make-up while she was using the washroom.  Had her leaving it behind been on purpose? I wondered.  Not likely, I conceded – nice thought though… I stepped into the main room and found Heather lazily flipping through the TV channels. 

 

“Ready to go?” I asked.

“Yep, I’ll just take one more pit stop before we go” she replied and moved toward the bathroom. 

 

I pretended to look at the TV, but once Heather was past me I studiously watched her tight little ass walk away from me. God, that is a nice ass! I reminded myself as I stared. As she turned the corner into the bathroom I noticed the dressing mirror.  It had been right in front of her as she was walking to the bathroom – had she seen the reflection of me watching her? That would be a bit embarrassing I considered, but – what the hell – she had to be used to men gawking at her. 

 

She stepped out of the bathroom with a little smile that made me question it’s motive and said, “Lets party!” and moved to the door.

 

I turned out the lights and was right behind her when I noticed the bathroom light still on.  I stepped in to turn it off and noticed the eyeliner pencil conspicuously still on the counter.  She had to have seen it there.  She HAD to have left it on purpose – YES!!”

I followed her out the door with a new frame of mind.  Maybe Heather liked to get away as much as I did.  Leaving the eyeliner is non-committal she could come back for it or not – her choice – but I loved the thought that she was giving herself the option.

 

To make my choice an easier option for her I suggested we have dinner at the restaurant here in my hotel.  She smiled and agreed. “They’ll certainly have champagne here” she grinned. 

“I’m sure they will” I smiled back.

 

We chose a table that was out of the way near a window.  There were quite a few patrons in the restaurant and as we walked in every male head turned to catch a closer look at Heather.  She appeared not to notice the attention she was attracting.  These men, like myself, were away from home and felt safe to look, something they can’t do at home.

 

I pulled out a chair for Heather and after she sat I took one beside her.  We had a view of both the restaurant and the front entrance to the hotel.

 

A waitress was soon to our table.  She offered us menus and asked us what we’d like to drink. 

 

“Champagne!!” we answered in unison. Heather giggled her sexy giggle through her teeth and placed her hand lightly on my forearm “That’s so funny!” she said.

 

Her touch was unexpected and very appreciated.  She let her hand dwindle a little longer than I thought she would then she stroked my arm lightly and removed her hand.

 

The waitress smiled and promised to bring the champagne right away.

 

Heather laughed all of a sudden as the waitress walked away. 

 

“What’s so funny?” I asked, smiling at her laughter.

 

“Well …. What do you imagine anyone would think if they saw us sitting here in a hotel restaurant, drinking champagne?” she answered with more giggles.

 

“Ha ….” I laughed, “I guess you’re right.  I bet every man here is jealous of me.” I continued – then immediately was concerned I had crossed a line.

 

“Awww ….. Thanks Brent….” Heather replied with a little smile, “That is a nice thing to say.”

 

“I mean it though….. Just think.  Most of the people in the restaurant are staying in the hotel right?”

“Uh, huh – likely.”

“Well, if they are away from home, they likely miss what ‘home’ has to offer…..”

“And that is?” Heather replied with a smirk as the waitress appeared with a champagne bucket and bottle.  The waitress removed the wire and asked me to open the bottle. It popped loudly when I pulled the cork from it  - Heather let out a little cheer and giggled again.  She was sure in a giggly mood tonight, and she hadn’t even touched the champagne yet.

 

I poured us each a flute of champagne and held mine up to present a toast.

 

“To Heather – Congratulations on your promotion, you’ve done yourself proud. You have been recognized above your peers as a leader…..Oh yeah, also congratulations to me – the envy of every man in the room” I finished with a smile that was returned in spades.

 

“Thank-you Brent” Heather responded with her sweetest smile, “for both comments”.

 

“You’re welcome” I smiled.  “I’m honored to share this celebration with you.  I imagine Grant would rather he be here tonight than me though”, I ventured.

 

“Oh, maybe ….. He would like the promotion side of it – I’ll be bringing home more money …. as for the second part … I don’t think he’d be as proud.”

 

“Really? Why do you say that?” I asked as I took another sip of champagne.

“Well…..how can I say……Ummmm – He doesn’t look at me the same as some men do…. Especially when they think I don’t see them.” She grinned at me then held her glass in front of her face to hide a giggle.

 

I blushed – I could feel it.  I had nothing to say.  Obviously my sheepish look said enough and she laughed out loud unable to control herself.  I was completely embarrassed and tried to come up with something to say.

 

“Ummmm ….. guys do that huh?”

 

“Yes” she answered with a tone that said it was ok. “I saw you watching me tonight Brent ….. honestly, I’m flattered…..”

“Flattered, but you likely think I’m a jerk though……”

“ummmm ….. nope…..Just flattered” she answered with a smile. 

 

I must have still looked a bit guilty though because she placed her hand on my arm again and said “Honest Brent, it makes me feel good – as long as I don’t feel threatened or anything.  I know you wouldn’t ‘attack’ me or anything.”

 

“Are you sure?” I grinned. 

“Sure I’m sure.  You wouldn’t hurt me …. Would you Brent?” Her expression and tone of voice was different as she said that, unlike any time I’d known her. It was a flash of inviting passion that I remembered seeing on women’s faces when I was single.  A kind of look that opened a door but protected against rejection. In a second it was gone.

 

“No … of course not”

“See”, she giggled, “I’m not worried.  But I wouldn’t let Terry catch you looking – she is very jealous of you”.

“I know”

“I don’t blame her though”

“Why is that”

“Well lots of women would …… you know…..” she said sipping the last of her glassful.

“Uh huh, I’m sure…” I answered sarcastically. “Women don’t look at me the way men look at you”.

 

The waitress appeared at the sign of Heather’s empty glass. I finished mine as she poured Heather’s then finished the bottle in mine, I asked for another bottle.

 

As the waitress left Heather picked up the conversation where we left off.

 

“Many women notice you, it’s just that women are more subtle and not just visual anyway.  We are also listening to what men say and how you say it – and believe me you get more than your share of attention, I’ve seen it.”

“Really?” I asked in mock excitement “When? Who?”

Heather laughed, “Not telling..” her eyes were dancing, I could see she was having a good time, the champagne had put her in a playful mood and as sexy as I always thought she was, the giddy mood she was in now was even more appealing.

“Why not tell me?……”

“It would inflate your ego.”

“Yeah, likely…. I like being humble…..I’m extremely good at it” I teased.

“Ha ha…..You’re so funny…. Which is another thing women find attractive by the way” she said over the brim of her glass.

“Really? … Well … did I tell you the one about……..”

Heather, while taking a sip of her champagne, laughed abruptly.  Some of the drink sprayed onto her and me, mostly on me. In the commotion she dropped her glass breaking it on the table.

Heather, while trying to control her giggling, reached for a napkin.

“Oh, I’m so sorry”, she spoke through her laughter while wiping my shirt with the napkin.

“It’s ok,” I replied, laughing myself, “self induced I guess.”

Continuing to laugh, Heather dabbed at my shirt “I’m afraid that is going to show.”

”Yes, I suppose it will…. I really shouldn’t sit here with a wet shirt should I? I’ll run to my room and change.”

“Well I can’t sit here by myself after this scene!” Heather said as she looked sheepishly around the room.  A few people were ignoring us, others were staring openly. “Besides, my skirt is wet as well, and my clothes are across town.”

 

The waitress came over help clean-up, carrying our second bottle of champagne.

“Thank-you”, I said “Would you please charge this to room 118 and send that bottle and a room service menu to my room.” I handed her a $10 bill.

“Certainly, right away”

Turning to Heather I spoke ‘We can eat in my room if that’s ok with you – maybe your skirt will dry by the time we’ve eaten.”

 

“Ok. I’m really sorry about this Brent” Heather said as we rose from the table.  Heather had a cute little blush that displayed her embarrassment.  She took my arm as we started out of the restaurant, all eyes on us.

“Don’t worry about it a bit” I whispered to her, “All the men were looking at you anyway, now you’ve given them an excuse.”

 

We quickly crossed the lobby, and made our way to my room.  Unlocking the door I opened it and moved aside to let Heather lead the way into the room.  I held back a couple of steps so I could gaze at her glorious ass as she walked in front of me.

 

She took a seat on the sofa and I sat on a chair almost facing her.  I could sense some tension from her, she was still embarrassed, and her smile had faded to a grin.

 

“Well” I said “That was an experience”.

 

Heather laughed loudly throwing her head back.  “It was that….”

 

We continued to laugh, talking about how the people had looked at us and what they must have been thinking, especially when we had the bottle sent to my room. 

 

“It has been years since I’ve been in a hotel room with anyone except Grant” Heather said “let alone, another man!”

“What would Grant think about us being here together?” I asked.

“Umm, ….. let’s not tell him ok?” she said with a grin. “He isn’t really, really jealous, but ……”

“It does look suspicious, doesn’t it?  Imagine what Terry would say?” I said rolling my eyes.

“I can guess ….. we’d better keep this our little secret” she said with a little wink.  Just then a light knock came on the door.  I stepped to the door and opened it for room service.  He wheeled in a cart that had the champagne an ice bucket and two glasses.  Also on the cart was a little card with some chocolates, it read ‘With our compliments enjoy your evening’.

 

I read it out to Heather.  “It seems everyone is getting the impression something is going on here.”

 

“Well, let them think what they want …” she said as I poured us each a drink.

 

As I handed her a glass I said “I’m going to change my shirt, ok?”

 

“Sure. Must be nice.” she teased, “I’m decidedly uncomfortable sitting in this wet skirt.”

 

“I can lend you a t-shirt and a pair of shorts if you’d like – they’d be a bit big though.”

“That’s ok.  Can you imagine what Terry and Grant would say then, me in your clothes in a hotel?” she chuckled. “But what they don’t know……”

“That’s right, our little secret” I said. “In the drawers there”, I pointed “you should find a couple of shirts and pairs of shorts, take your pick. I’m going to change now” I said as I went into the dressing area closing the door.  I removed my shirt and put on a clean one. Then I stepped into the bathroom washed my face, brushed my teeth and hair and then opened the door into the main room.

 

I was surprised to find Heather already changed. She sat on the sofa with a smirk, wearing my old Nike shorts and a Budweiser t-shirt. It was the sexiest sight I could remember. Gorgeous little Heather in my baggy clothes sitting in my hotel room.

“I took the chance that you would be a minute or two…..” she grinned, her eyes devilishly sparking over her glass.

 

“I’ve got to learn how to change clothes faster” I teased as I sat down.

“Yep…you’re too slow….” She said then continued, “So, Brent?………”

“Yeah?”

“Umm, I looked in the wrong drawer for the clothes … It seems that you have ‘other’ secrets you won’t be telling Terry about….”

 

I immediately knew she had found my camera and lube that I had quickly stuffed in the drawer earlier.  I was mortified… and speechless.

 

Heather just sat there looking at me with her little grin, I stewed in my embarrassment for a few seconds before she broke the silence,

“I guess we both have been embarrassed tonight” she giggled.  “Me, quite publicly - you, in a more, ‘private’ way.” She was loving that I was totally embarrassed.

 

“I understand the lubricant, but why the webcam?” she continued.

“Umm … I uh…” How could I explain it delicately? This was way too embarrassing. I could not bring myself to simply say “So other people can watch me jerk off!”

Heather was chuckling at my discomfort, “Ok, don’t tell me … I can probably figure it out” she said with a coy grin.  “Does Terry know you have a webcam?” she asked with raised eyebrows.

“Um, no” I murmured behind my glass.

“Uh huh…” she continued, “you not tell her because she is too jealous?”

“Yeah”

“Does she know you buy lubricant?” she was loving this, her eyes were dancing as she sipped her glass and watched me squirm at her inquisition.

“I don’t imagine. I never told her.”

“So I’m guessing you go online and look at pictures of women?.....”

“Yeah”

”Don’t be embarrassed Brent, I imagine all men do. I imagine most men also ….um ….do things that makes them like to use lubricant” she said with a coy smile.

“I would guess so, but they don’t often talk about it with their friends”, I said still totally embarrassed.

She laughed, “I guess not … or spouses either it seems” she added.  “I know Grant never talks to me about it when he does, and since we’re being honest, I don’t tell him either.”

 

Now THERE was a visual.

 

I took her lead on the direction the conversation was going. “So, um….how often ‘don’t’ you tell him?” I asked with a grin.

 

“Oh, that was clever …. “ she chuckled. “I … um, don’t tell him….. about twice a week,” she admitted,  “And you?”

 

“Oh about the same I’d think … except when I’m away….then its two, three times a day.” Her eyes widened and she laughed.

“Really?!”

“You said ‘honest’.” I told her.

“So pictures of women turn you on that much? Wow!…”

“Well yes, pictures do, but what I like to look at are women showing themselves online” I neglected to mention, showing what.

“You mean women do that?!” she seemed amazed.

“Yes, all the time.”

“They show everything?!”

“Yep, they sure do”

“Wow, that’s something” she said, “Ah ha!!....” she continued, “That is why you have a cam! You show yourself online too!” she seemed proud to have figured it out.  I was embarrassed somewhat, but she didn’t appear to be disgusted or anything which was a relief.

“I can see why you never told Terry”, she laughed. “I never thought of you as an exhibitionist Brent, not that I have a problem with it I guess, it just surprises me.”

“I never thought I was either, but once I went into these chatrooms, it seems that lots of people are.”

“Wow, it’s hard to believe that so many people would be showing themselves to complete strangers.”

 

Heather was very interested in the concept. She was sitting forward on the sofa, and her eyes kept moving from me to glance over to the computer sitting on the desk. I was pretty sure I knew what she was thinking, so as I poured us each another drink I said, “You seem to have doubts. I guess I’ll have to show you then” and I went over to the computer and turned it on. 

 

Heather immediately jumped up from the couch and pulled a chair beside mine at the desk. I felt the heat of her body beside me and I could smell the light fragrance of her hair, I was already becoming aroused.

 

I maneuvered through the menus and when I got to Yahoo I decided to create a new login name.  “What name should we use?” I asked her.

“I don’t know anything about this – you pick”.

“Ok” I thought for a few seconds and typed ‘cpl_like2watch’

“Oh that’s clever” she giggled.

“Thanks.  Are you sure you want to see?  There is pretty much ‘no holds barred’ in these places. I wouldn’t want you to be shocked or embarrassed.”

“No problem, I’m not easily shocked”

“Ok then – here we go.”  I had always wanted to be with a woman while I went into the sex chat rooms, but my wife would freak if I even asked, and here I was with the woman of my fantasies, about to share it with her.

 

Logging in as a couple was a good idea.  Immediately after we got in a room there were messages wanting to chat.  Heather sat intrigued as I answered the questions people asked. 

“Are you ready to see something?” I asked?

“Sure, lets!”

“Not everyone will let ‘anyone’ watch, you can chose people or leave the camera open for everyone.  We’ll try this one, but you never know what someone is doing you know….” I warned her as I clicked on someone’s camera icon, not even looking to see if it was a man or a woman.  The window opened covering about a third of the screen.  We got a perfect view of a guy’s cock close-up. He was feverishly stroking it with his hand.

 

“Oh my GOD!!” Heather exclaimed wide eyed.
She moved closer to me to get a better view of the show and was leaning into me just as the guy let loose with squirts of cum for the world to see.

“Holy Shit!!” Heather laughed.  “Is this for real?!”

 

“Yep sure is, guys cum on camera here all the time.”

“Do you?” she asked, not taking her eyes off of the guy’s cock as he milked the last of his cum from it.

“Uh huh…. All the time”

She turned to me “Really?!
”Yep. Guess what I was doing when you called me this afternoon?”

“NO WAY!!” she laughed and stared at me curiously.

“Yep”

“You were masturbating, when I was on the phone?”

I smiled “Uh, yes I was”

“So did you, umm, ‘finish’?

“No”

“Oh…” she snickered, “I guess I barged in. Sorry for interrupting”

“You should be” I told her with a smile.

“Well no wonder you were staring at my ass when I came over then. There’s nothing like being all wound up then no release……”

“True… but to be honest,” I lowered my voice “I stare at your ass all the time.”

“I’ve noticed” she replied with a smile as she turned toward the screen.

 

The window that had shown the guy’s cock went black as he shut down his camera, I closed it.

A new window opened as someone asked us if we had a camera.  I replied that we did, but it wasn’t on. 

 

‘Woman 42 here’ she told me, ‘I want to see some cock’

 

Heather laughed, “Boy people are NOT shy here!”

“No they’re sure not.  Let’s see if she is a player, after all you got your show shouldn’t I get one?……” I replied as I typed.

 

‘M 41 here.  I want to see some pussy’

”Brent!! You’re as bad as they are!!” Heather laughed.

“I know”, now you’re seeing the secret side of me that even Terry doesn’t see”

“I was kind of thinking that myself.” Heather said as she smiled at me curiously.

 

‘My husband likes to see me play, wanna see?’

‘yes’

 

A window appeared and it showed a woman who was slightly overweight but quite attractive. She was naked. She was not alone though, a man was with her, he too was naked and watching her at the computer. Her camera was set to the side so we could see her completely.  She was occasionally typing and occasionally playing with her pussy. Her husband behind her was lazily stroking his cock.  I could feel my own cock swelling in my pants.

 

“WOW” Heather said, “This is so cool!”

 

            I sent ‘very cute’

            ‘thanks – now you show’

            ‘if my wife knew I was here – she’d kill me’

            ‘so’

            ‘I can’t show my face’

            ‘I don’t want to see your face – I want to see your cock!’

 

“She’s subtle!” Heather snickered. 

Heather was not as intrigued as she was with the cock close-up she just saw, but this was defiantly of interest to her.  She was leaning against me to have a good view of the screen and I could feel her breast on my arm.  Between the naked woman on the screen and Heather leaning against me I was getting way too horny to just sit there.  My cock was struggling to escape its confines.

 

“Well … should I”

“Should you what?”

“Show her”

“Brent!! With me sitting right here you’d do that?!  Really? You must be kidding. How could you do that?  I can’t imagine playing in front of anyone…..I would be too embarrassed.”

“Right now I’m almost too horny to be embarrassed.  If it would embarrass you though, I can wait.”

“Wait for what?”

“Privacy”

“I think it would embarrass me….. but…well….I did barge in on you……” Heather said, “And we already have some secrets we are keeping from Grant and Terry….”

“Can I take that as a yes?” I asked in a begging tone.

“ Yes, Brent.” Heather said blushing, “I can’t believe I said that, or that you would ask….must be the champagne…..” she said her face crimson with embarrassment.   “Imagine …. People masturbating in front of other people…..crazy…..”

 

I typed back, ‘ok, just a sec hooking up camera’

‘ok, hurry’

 

I pulled the camera out of the drawer and hooked it up. Then undid my belt and the button of my pants. Heather moved back a bit and said,

“You’re really going to do this?”

“Yes, unless you tell me to stop” I said as I slid down my zipper then hooked my thumbs in my pants.

 

“God Brent!, I can’t believe you.”

 

 The tone of her voice didn’t tell me she didn’t want me to, there was more of an excitement in the way she spoke. I grinned at her, she shook her head and laughed at me.  I could see the blush of excitement start to show on her neck.

 

I raised myself off of the chair slightly and slid my pants down past my knees and over my feet.  My underwear were definatly tented from my cock which was nearly at full erection.  Heather’s eyes were locked onto my groin as I now started to lower my shorts.  As I slid them down I pulled the waistband out and then down over my cock releasing it from it’s constraint.  I heard a light gasp as Heather watched my member pop into view. I slid my shorts off of my feet and tossed them on top of my pants. I looked at Heather and my cock grew. I came to the realization that the woman who filled my mind as I masturbated time after time was about to watch as I did it again.

 

Heather sat beside me not knowing exactly what to do.  At first she just looked at the computer, pretending not to notice that my cock was in full view only 3 feet away from her. She seemed hesitant for a few moments, then as I took the camera off of the desk and smiled at her she became more interested in my actions.  She was obviously intrigued by the concept of seeing me play with myself for her and whoever wanted to watch, as much as she was pretending not to be. I did see however that she would occasionally glance at my cock with the desire I must have shown when I was staring at her ass earlier today.

 

I set the camera on the stool under the desk, turned it on and adjusted it to give a full view of my cock.  Heather again moved close to me to so she could see the screen. The way I was sitting allowed Heather to see my cock both on the screen and when she looked down at me.  I felt her snuggle in close and she noticed the twitch of my cock as she did so. She smiled and moved against me again, watching my cock on the screen.  She then took an unashamed stare down at my raging hard on,

”It’s not just women on the screen that turn you on is it?” she asked coyly.

“No it certainly isn’t….” I said as I clicked on the screen offering my camera to view to the woman online.

 

            ‘Ahhh ….there we go’ she sent, ‘nice cock’

            ‘thanks’

            ‘do you want to cum with me’

            ‘yes’ I answered – I wanted to cum HARD!

 

“Are you really going to cum right here in front of me Brent?! My GOD…. I never thought I would be sitting in a hotel room watching you play with yourself, let alone have you cum right here beside me ….. “

“You said it was ok if I played…..”

“But Cumming?! …. I don’t always play ‘till I cum…. do you?

“Unless, I’m interrupted….” I teased.

“Touché” she said “Ok….  let me know when you’re going to cum then …. God this is so different than the night I imagined“, she giggled

 

            ‘mmmm I want to see your cum’

            ‘you will - I want to see you cum too …. I want to see your juices running out of your pussy’

            ‘mmmm yes, I will cum and get very wet….. stroke your cock for me’

            ‘mmmmm, slide you fingers into your pussy for me….yess that’s it…”

 

“Man Brent, you are a horny thing aren’t you…. I wouldn’t have imagined you talking like that”, Heather said.

 

I took my now fully engorged cock in my hand and started to stroke it slowly.  God it felt good – with Heather’s body touching mine and knowing she was watching me play with my cock I was in heaven. Heather again made an audible gasp as I started to stroke my cock.

 

            ‘mmm yesss …. Slide your hand over your cock’

            ‘Milk your cock for me….. Does that feel good?’

            ‘yes’

            ‘use your other hand and play with your balls’

            ‘yes like that….. is that good?’

            ‘yes but I can’t type’

            ‘just play then …. Please ….and I will too…’

 

The woman turned more toward the camera and spread her legs wide.  I could see the glistening wetness of her slit as she slid her fingers up and down it.  The man in the background was getting into the act fully now and was eagerly stroking his cock as I was mine. 

 

I could feel Heather's breathing increase as she watched the couple and I all masturbate.  She was mesmerized and now getting turned on. Her eyes drifted more to me beside her than the computer now, she squirmed in her seat a little bit as she watched me.

 

“I can’t believe you are doing this Brent”, she said with a nervous laugh, “more than that, I can’t believe I’m watching you!” She continued, “I can see why you get into this though….it is cool…… “

 

I continued to stroke my cock as she spoke.

 

Then leaning to my ear she whispered “She was right though…..You do have a nice cock” she said in a super sexy breathy tone. My cock leapt in my hand.

 

“mmmmmm” I groaned “Thank-you”

“seeing it so close is making me wet” she breathed in my ear.

“MMmmmm … is it?”

“mmhmm…..very….Would it feel better if you were wet too….with some lube?” she asked as she stared at my hand wrapped around my cock.

“Uh huh”

“Ok……..”

 

Heather reached into the drawer and took out the tube. I stuck my hand out for it.

 

“You just keep doing what you’re doing” she told me, “I’ll look after this.”  I returned my hand to my cock and continued to stroke my cock as Heather watched.

 

She took the lid off of the tube and turned it upside down.

 

“You like a little or a lot?”
”Lots” I answered.

“Ok.  You just keep playing and watch the screen…”

 

I focused on the woman on the screen now fully involved in her own pleasure. Her fingers were darting over and into her pussy it was a lovely sight.  Heather was reaching over me and I was expecting to feel a stream of lubricant on my cock any second.  I was slowly and steadily stroking up and down the full length of my cock with my right hand as my left was gently massaging my balls.  I turned to look at Heather as I stroked myself, she turned her eyes to meet mine and smiled at me.  It was at that moment I felt the slick gentle touch of her hand on my cock.  She had put the lubricant on her own hand and now began to stroke my cock rhythmically.  She pushed my hand away and continued to slide her wet slippery hand up and down my shaft.  I was in ecstasy.

 

“MMMmm your cock feels as good as it looks……”

“hhmmm…. It sure feels fine to me right now…..’

Heather giggled “Enough lube?”

“MMmmmmm perfect, you’re good at this…..”

“Thank-you…..you’ve inspired me” she chuckled. “So you want to cum for me and this lady on the screen?”

“Mmmmm yes!”

 

“Now?”

“Not yet….I want to enjoy this a while….that ok?”

“MMMMmmmm Sure…..this is cool”

“Do you want to cum Heather?”

“Mmhmm I sure do.  As soon as I saw your cock I knew I needed to cum.”

“Can I watch you cum?”

“Mmhmm - I insist on it …. but first I’m going to make you cum…..”

“Do you want to cum on camera too?”

“Yes!!… that’d be so cool….. Just thinking about it ” she whispered,  “is getting my pussy even wetter.”

“Can I see your wet pussy……please?”

“Do you really, really want to?” she teased.

“I’d love to … I’ve dreamed of seeing your pussy for ages …..”

She giggled and gave my cock a little squeeze ‘Have you now…. Well I have to tell you I’m very wet …..”

“Really?......how wet?”

“Well I guess you’ll have to judge how wet I am, since you’re the one that made me this way….”

 

 She slowly stopped stroking my cock and stood up and pulled my t-shirt off, then hers.  With a little wiggle the shorts she had on dropped to the floor.  I nearly came my wad right there.  She was a gorgeous as I had imagined all these times,  Heather looked at me coyly, placed one foot on my chair and reached between her legs.  Her finger parted the light wisps of hair of her trimmed pussy, and came out gleaming.  She put her wet finger to my lips,

 

“I told you, that you had made me wet…”

I sucked in her finger hungrily, eagerly licking her essence off of it.

 

She sat down in her chair again and again took my cock in hand.  She was obviously getting more aroused now that she was naked. She was no longer taking long easy strokes up and down my cock, she began to furiously pump it in her fist. I reached out and touched her pussy and she immediately spread her legs as far as the desk would allow giving me access to her slippery slit.  She eagerly stroked my cock trying to coax the orgasm from me. As I looked at the computer, I glanced at the camera view and could see Heather’s hand pumping my cock.  The window told me that 14 people were viewing my camera. 

Heather was starting to really ride my fingers now she was bucking against me as well as our position would allow.

 

“Do you want to cum with me Heather? Cum on camera with me?

“MMhmmm” she moaned.

“Ok...”

I pushed my chair back from the desk and Heather did the same, our hands never left each other’s privates.  We looked at the screen and adjusted ourselves so that everyone could see us each clearly. 

 

“This is such a turn on…..” she giggled as she adjusted her position.

 

Heather scooted her ass forward and spread her legs wider. Her pussy virtually sucked my fingers inside. She rested the heel of one foot on the desk and draped the other leg across mine, giving me full access. She looked beautiful on the screen and beside me, the fragrance of her sex filled the room.  Her pussy felt like liquid velvet and she was leaking her juices down the crack of her ass….she was getting really, really wet…..

 

We held each other’s pleasures in our hands, the pleasure I was giving her was almost as exciting as what she was doing to me.  Heather was quickly becoming more and more aroused as I tickled her clit then massaged deep into her pussy.

 

“Cum for me Brent” she whispered in my ear, “I want to feel your cock pulse ….unhhh… and feel your cum on me… as I …unghh cum……I’m getting so close….”

 

I was getting close now too, she was riding my fingers savagely and just as savagely she was pumping my cock.  The room was filled with our heavy breathing, groans and the wet sucking sounds of our mutual masturbation. 
I could feel my ejaculate building up inside and knew I was near the top.

 

“Heather…..that feels so good……15 people are watching you stroke my cock and me finger your pussy….. and they’re going to see us cum!”

 

“Oh GOD!!! ….”

 

The idea of all those people watching her was all Heather needed, I felt her pussy twitch and her body go stiff as the first wave of her orgasm started to come down on her.  Seeing beautiful Heather in orgasm sent me over the top. 

 

 I felt my balls contract and the cum billowing up inside me…… As Heather held my cock I shot ropes of cum all over her, myself and the floor. The juices from Heather’s quivering slit were flowing freely from her now, my hand was soaked to the wrist as she bucked against my fingers in the throws of a huge orgasm.

 

Eventually Heather's grip on my cock relaxed and the clamp of my hand between her legs eased as our climaxes subsided.  My cum had landed on her leg and tummy and her hands were covered.  She looked gorgeous in her afterglow, and when she looked at the cum on her she smiled.  She didn’t make an effort to wipe her legs or tummy, and rubbed the cum on her hands onto her breasts.

 

“MMmmmm you came buckets Brent.”

“So did you…mmMmmmm, I love it!” I told her with a smile.

I stood, reached to shut off the camera, then took Heather by the hand and drew her to the bed.  We both needed to lay down as our knees and muscles had turned to jelly.

 

“Thank-you, Heather. That was too fantastic for words.”

“Mmmm, it was great for me too …. I haven’t cum that hard in years…..”

“Are you embarrassed that you came in front of all those people?”

“uh uh! …. That was so cool! …. “

“Wasn’t it? …. I’ve never cum so hard before …..Those people got EXACTLY the show they wanted….and so did I – you are SO sexy ….”

“Awww thanks Brent…. You sure got my juices flowing too …. Pardon the pun” she giggled. “It’s been a long time since I came that hard too … something new I think is what made it so exciting …. “

“New? - Being on camera?”

“Yes …. And I guess cumming with you too ……” she said shyly.

“I know, it was you cumming that made it so good for me….. but now that you’ve cum……regrets?”

“I suppose a twinge….. but it was so good ….. its hard to be sorry….”

“My feelings exactly …. I guess we REALLY have to keep this secret from Terry and Grant now” I said laughing.

She chuckled, “No kidding….. So, do you have any other secrets you keep from Terry?”

“Are you going to be my confessor?”

“Sure.”

 

“Well”, I told her, “I did meet up with a woman I met online.  She was fantastic ……  she was married too and we got together for a ‘secret liaison’.”

“Really? I take it Terry doesn’t know…..”

I pointing to my balls and said, “I still have these don’t I?”

Heather laughed, “Silly question.  How long ago?”

“Too long ….. “

“I see …… “

 

“Have you ever fooled around?” I asked as I traced a finger along her outer thigh, her skin was soft and warm to my touch.

She smiled at me and replied, “Nope ….. I have been tempted to for a long time though… But I didn’t want just a one night stand with someone I never met before, and it’s a little hard to suggest with someone you do know….”

“I hear you… Ummmm….is that why you left some make-up in the bathroom here?”

“He he”, she giggled “you saw that did you?” she said as she placed her hand comfortably on my arm.

“Uh huh….”

 

“I knew you would … I also noticed that you never mentioned it when you went in the bathroom.” She said.

“Are you kidding? If there was the slightest chance that you would come back for it tonight, I wouldn’t have let you take it back.”

She smiled, “I thought as much … I knew you were attracted to me as much as I was to you, I’ve seen you watch me before … it turned me on actually.”

“Watching you turned me on too…. It turned me on to think of you when I had some ‘time alone’ too” I admitted.

“Oh really? ….. you thought of me when you played?”

“All the time ….. is that freaky to you?”

“Not at all … I‘m flattered actually” she sad with a smile, “To be honest, I thought of you too.”

“Really?!…..Details! I want details!” I teased.

“HA HA! The details are -  when I was thinking of you…..” she said as she rolled over on top of me, “we were doing more than using our hands on each other…….” as she finished speaking she lowered her face to mine and our lips met in a deep soulful kiss.

 

As our tongues touched for the first time, she seemed at once a comfortable established lover and a new exciting one.  She was more than I could have hoped for.  The woman of my dreams and fantasies was here naked on top of me, our cum was drying on each others bodies as we grew in arousal seeking to replay our passion.

 

As we kissed, my hands were drawn naturally to her back and hers to my face, I caressed her back as we kissed each other’s face and neck.  I could feel my proud member responding to her attention and the wonderful sensation of her on top of me. As it grew to length it started to brush against her pubic hair.  She felt the contact and started to push back to engulf my cock inside her as we kissed. As she did, I teasingly pulled my cock back not allowing her success.

”Huuunggghhhh” she wined in my ear as she felt me dodge her advance. My cock twitched and continued to grow at the sound of her eagerness to mount me.  Again I let the tip of my cock touch her hair and she immediately pushed back hard. I was ready for that and moved as quick as she did, keeping her from her desire.

 

Heather whined again and bit my ear “Quit it!” she demanded in a playful tone.

“OW!” I yelped ….”That’s it – none for you ….” I teased.

“Oh no you don’t”, she responded “You aren’t going to lie there with a hard beautiful cock like that and not let me have it!”

 

“Oh….” I said, as I adjusted my position.  Taking a firm grip of her hips, I placed the tip of my cock right against her lips. She was very wet again and I could feel her slick lubrication against my cock head.  She again tried to swallow me inside but I held her hips firmly.

“Are you really, really sure you want THIS!” I said as I thrust my hips forward while pulling her down onto me.  My cock shot into her to the hilt.

 

“AHHHGGGGHHHH!!!!! She squealed.  “OH MY GOD!! YES! THAT is what I want!” she answered.  Adjusting to my cock inside her she began to rock against me taking short steady strokes. After becoming accustomed to me inside her, she pushed harder against me and me against her. She was taking me inside as far as she could. I could feel her cervix with the tip of my cock and I pushed hard rubbing my cock head against it.  She went wild.  Heather began to gyrate and whimper as she fucked against me hard.  Her tight little pussy felt delicious as she alternately squirmed and bucked solidly against me as I forcibly squeezed her tight bum.

 

Taking her gorgeous ass in my hands I drew her to me and held her close while I worked my cock in and out of her.  I consciously kept rhythm with her movements.  After some time she began to ease her movements as she tired.  With a silent gesture from me I rolled her off of me and then me onto her.  I moved to the edge of the bed.  Soon I was in my favorite position, I was sitting with my feet on the floor, Heather on my lap with my cock buried inside of her, very deep.  Heather too appreciated the penetration she was receiving, “Oh FUCK Brent! …… Yes, uh huh…uh, huh, … uh, huh” she moaned as I rocked my cock deep inside her.

 

I glanced over her shoulder and the computer caught my eye.  I saw myself on the screen!  Holy shit, I had not shut the camera off when I thought I did.  It must have been running the whole time, and here we were on open cam fucking like bunnies.  If anyone either of us knew happened to be checking cams……..”

 

“Oh fuck.” I said.

“What?” Heather breathed. She knew by my tone something was wrong, but she never missed a beat rocking on my cock..

“We’re …. Umm …..famous”
”Hu uh How?” she grunted sexily still maintaining her pace.

“I didn’t shut the camera off……”
”WHAT?!” she exclaimed and immediately buried her face in my chest, reducing her humping almost to a stop…almost.

“Honest, I thought I did!” I responded. “If anyone was looking they’ve seen everything … the bed is in perfect view – I can see us.”

“Is anyone watching?” she said and began to increase her rocking.

“I think so – yes there is… I can see a list of names….”

“Really?” she said as she pulled my face to hers kissing me. She broke the kiss and regained her earlier pace of rocking her wet slippery pussy on my cock.  I could feel the juices leaking from her wet lips over my balls soaking them. 
”I want them all to see how good you are fucking me …. I want the world to see me cum all over your cock and see you cum deep inside me!”

 

I was amazed and thrilled.  I loved to show my cock when I jerked off, but I never, never showed my face in case someone knew me.  I had only dreamed of fucking Heather, and here I was ball deep inside her on camera and she was loving it. Her motions were hard to match in my position, she was fucking me fast and furious now.

 

Her head was tossed back now and her teeth were clenching as she concentrated hard on the sensation of my cock splitting her lips and driving deep deep inside her.  Her orgasm was bearing down on her and she rocked and ground her pussy against me, rubbing her sensitive clit against my pubic bone – my cock into her as deep as it could go.

 

“I, ….unggg….. don’t care if ….unggg…. everyone sees me fucking you Brent!  I ….uhhhhhHHHH…. want to feel you shoot your cum in me …. NOW Brent NOW…Oh GOD! I’m cuUUUMMMIIIINNNGGgggg!!!!!!!

 

Her actions became frenzied as she started to slap her ass against my thighs, taking long fast strokes.  Her pussy was quaking and fluttering in spasm as she came steadily.  Again her excitement and the look of her face in orgasm made it for me.

 

“YeaaaaasssssSSSSS! UnnnggghhHHHHH!! I’m gonna cum!!!” I grunted. 

 I could feel the cum boil in my balls for a few strokes then it exploded out of my cock in long strong blasts.  As my cock pulsed inside her sending long hot splashed against her womb, she again erupted in another orgasm never breaking stride as she humped against me, making sexy squeals and grunts as she was crushed by her orgasm. 

 

She slowed her rocking on me as her breathing came back from frantic to simply exerted.  She held me close and rested her face on my chest.  The sweat on her brow felt nice and cool on my hot skin.  As Heather finally regained her breath she sighed deeply then shuddered.

 

“Holy Fuck that was good.’ she said.

“Unbelievable” I told her.

“I need to lay down before I fall down” she said. 

 

Slowly she unwrapped her legs from around me and as she slid back my now spent cock slipped easily from her, lubricated by our mutual juices.

 

She raised herself off of me enough to drop on the bed beside me.

 

“Oh, god that was sooooo good” she said as she lay exhausted on the bed. 

 

“I’m going to shut the camera off now, k?”

“Yes, please….”

 

I went over to the computer and saw there was 45 messages for us.  I shut the camera off and looked at them.

 

“Hey sexy, you were a star!”

“What do you mean?”

“There are a bunch of messages from people who were watching us.”

“Really?  Anyone we know?” she giggled.

“I hope not……”

“Well, honestly, I don’t care who was watching …. It was a turn on to know that they were actually…..”

“You think so….”

“Oh, yeah……I’m getting one of those cameras.”

“Are you?”

“Yep and I’ll set it up in my bedroom and you can watch me cum…..”

“Really?! I’d love that…..”

“Ok, I will then”

 

“So, Brent?”

“Yes beautiful?”

“Have you ever been sucked off on camera before?............”

I smiled, “No….”

“Well we have all week…….. but right now I should run down to my car and get my suitcase”

“Suitcase?”

“Yes” she giggled “I happen to have some clothes in a suitcase in my car…..just in case I never made it back to my hotel tonight……”

“Oh, you’re naughty……And here I thought I seduced you…….I’ve been had.”

“Yes you have…..and I intend to have you again…….”

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As I walked out of the building I began to wonder and analyze why it was that he wanted my personal cell number and what he meant by "work something out?" Was he coming on to me? I couldn’t decide. What he didn’t know was that if he was coming onto me, then I wouldn’t disappoint. In the past I’ve done several things of a sexual nature to help me get what I wanted. My older sister was very popular in high school and had a lot of friends who were always at the house, some of which were gay guys. When I was in 8^th grade I would get two of them, on separate occasions to buy cigarettes and beers for me and my pals and in exchange I would let them take me into this huge walk-in storage closet on the bottom floor of our house. Once inside I would take off all of my clothes and let them touch me all over and put their ding dongs in my mouth. By 9^th grade I was letting them put their ding dongs up my butt as well. My sophomore year of high school around Christmas time, I was staying at the house of a long time family friend who had just got divorced while my parents were on a weekend trip and we ended up getting drunk together. He came into the guest room I was staying in that night drunk and naked with a raging erection and got into bed with me. I asked him if he had come in there to fuck me and he said yes and without being asked, I went down on him and rode his large dong and the next day he took me on a shopping spree. My senior year I gave a 50 year old man a blow job to help finance my senior beach trip. Needless to say I didn’t mind doing things to get what I want and/or need.

　

　

Two days past and it was the day before finals and I was holed up in a windowless private study room at my school’s library when I got a text from Jimmy the GTA asking what I was doing. I told him and he said that he was also at the library working on some stuff for his Masters thesis and that he would come by the room I was in shortly to talk to me. The doors to these study rooms lock automatically when they’re shut so you can only get in with a key that you check out from the front desk so when I heard a knock at the door I knew it was him. I got up and let him in and then returned to my seat and he sat his backpack on the table and stood next to me and said, "ok so I thought about it and what you said about your predicament with your grade and all and before I say anything let me make it abundantly clear that this conversation never took place and I was never here ok?" I nodded my head that I understood and he said, "well I had a student last semester that was in an almost identical situation as you are and we were able to work it out so he went from an "F" to a "B" overnight." "How the hell did he manage that feat?" I asked him. "Well you see, I met him off campus one night and he did some things for me, and in turn I showed my appreciation when I tallied his final grade." I smiled at him and stood up and pushed the chair I was sitting in back and reached over and flipped off the light to the room and said, "I can see where you’re going with this Mr. Johnson," and then got on my knees and pulled his basketball shorts down around his ankles and out sprung his rock hard, 9 inch black snake. I gave his balls a little tickle with my left hand while running my right up and down the entire length of his prick. I did what I always do when I give head and gave the head of it a little kiss before taking it into my mouth. I began giving him a porn star quality sucking, jacking him off while I took it in and out of my mouth and his body language as well as the little moans he was letting out made it clear to me that I was doing a great job and earning a better grade. Several minutes into it, having gotten his huge black dong soaking wet, I stopped and stood up and dropped my pants and said, "why don’t you put it in my butt now Mr. Johnson," and I pushed my school books aside and bent over the table. It was pitch black dark in the room so when he got behind me he fumbled around a little but I soon felt the tip of his cock at the entrance to my honey hole. "Right there," I whispered and he glided all 9 inches of that big black pole into me. It was a sensation and feeling that I’d never experienced before, no other guy had been that deep in my ass before and I absolutely loved it. He proceeded to give me a hell of a stroking, in and out, in and out, fast then slow, then pounding it deep and hard. Now I’ve been with several other guys before him, but this was different for me. In the past it was a situation where I would let a guy put his penis in my mouth and/or up my butt, because he’d done something for me and I didn’t mind doing that in exchange. Most of the time I would just close my eyes if I was sucking and get it over as fast as I could or if I was being done from behind I would just stare down at the ground and wait for them to finish. By the time he came I was already wanting more so I asked him how pressed for time he was and he said that he wasn’t. So I handed him the key to the room and said, "well I’m sure you got to pee, so go do that and come back and do me again." He smiled and walked out the door and I cleared off the table completely and took off all of my clothes and sat up on the table awaiting his return. About that time I got a text from a guy back home who was the second of the six guys that I’d been with at that time, that said, "what are you doing?" I replied, "sitting on a table naked in a private study room at the library." He wrote back and said, "do what?" I replied, "yeah dude I totally just got it on with my Stats. GTA, and spent the last half hour with a 9 inch black dong up my butt and it was fantastic, like the best ever, " he wrote back, " so it was better than me?

And did it hurt?"

　

I didn’t want to hurt his feelings, so I wrote back, "not better than you, just different than you I guess. The times you screwed me, we were young and always in the shed behind your house and you were always fast about it for fear we’d get caught. And no it didn’t hurt really, but lets just say that the next time we do it you’ll see I’m not as tight as I was." About that time the door opened back up and Jimmy reentered the room and walked over to me. I laid back flat on my back and scooted my ass to the edge of the table and said, "give me some more of that big black snake Mr. Johnson." He put my legs onto his shoulders and reached down and began to prime my ass with his first two fingers and then slid it back in all the way. I clenched my ass muscles around it and that got a reaction from him and he said, "mmm you really know what you’re doing, you been doing this a long time?" as he worked it slowly in and out, sliding it all the way out, then all the way back in, which I could feel in my belly, "doesn’t feel like it, you pretty tight." Catching my breath as he bottomed out inside me, I said, "well I have been taking it in the ass since I was 11, but I haven’t been with that many guys, because I don’t do it that often." Without responding back, he leaned forward and braced himself on the table and started to pound me as hard and as fast as he could. He kept doing this and I wanted to scream aloud but knew that I couldn’t so I held it in as best I could just letting out a sequence of "ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, oh, oh." When he had finished stroking me for the second time that night, he gave me a blow job which didn’t last long, being that I was already so worked up, but it was nice all the same. As I redressed, Jimmy thanked me for the best ass he’d ever had and in turn I thanked him for giving me the best dick I’d ever had, and told him that from then on, all he had to do was call and I’d do anything he wanted, and I meant anything. Needless to say when the grades were posted, I got an "A."

( he knows I hate being picked up) than leaned over and gave his sister a little hug. After every one said there hellos and stuff we took everything in the house and all started hanging out, I never noticed how much I missed innocently flirting with Duce. That night Duce slept on the couch rite above me , I don’t know if he knew or not that every once in a while his hand would slip down and touch my face in the sweetest way, the way a lover savers his babygurl .

The next morning everyone was in and out of the showers trying to get ready to go over to their cousins Wren’s house. Well when I went into the shower Duce was laying on the bed in the bedroom the bathroom is located in. About two min. after I had gotten undressed Duce’s cus Ron needed to get his gel outta the bathroom so not thinking I just rapped a towel around my waste and heeded outside the door. Now mind you Duce is a horny 19 yr old male and I’m a damn sexy girl if I say so myself so that was just a great idea to pull off. That’s ok because I guess that was the first step into getting him to make a move. After that incident I got back into the shower horny as hell from seeing Duce sitting there in baggy black shorts an no shirt seeing him get a little aroused from seeing me in little to nothing.

Yah I guess you could say I was in need in some sexual relief, with that I leaned agents the shower wall and let my hand slide down between my legs stroking my slit then sliding a finger across my clit then putting one finger inside me moving it in and out trying to make sure I never moaned to loud. The whole time I was just imaging me leaning against Duce’s strong chest having his hand sliding down in-between my legs getting me ready for him to push up against that wall and fuck me making me cum all over his hard cock. My hand worked faster and faster till I came, I just stayed there breathing really hard trying to get a hold of myself, I than stepped outta the shower and got dressed.

That day me and Kristy manly stayed in or by the pool sunbathing, oh yah an me and Duce started throwing the football around till he decided he was ganna tackle my ass to the floor landing on top of me, ( damn I jus wanted to kiss him rite there). Well after that the boys went out to get some liquor ( beer, vodka, rum, ect..). Before Duce left he made sure to ask me what I wanted because he wanted me to drink with him that night which shocked me just a little bit because I’m so used to him looking at me like family and all of a sudden he couldn’t get me alone long enough. I just kept thinking in the back of my head that tonight might be the night that I finely get alone with him, get him the way I have wanted him for way to long.

Well when they got back from the store Duce and I started drinking and sitting down stairs in the basement talking about a bunch of shit, from school and work to clubbing and partying. I loved jus sitting there with him all close just talking, I wanted to be with him so bad, I was just to scared to make a move. Just staring in to his eyes I was lost, all of a sudden I realized he had jus asked me a question, crap what was it. He than asked again, he had asked if I was a virgin, wow y was he asking this was all I could think. Well unfortunately I wasn’t and not by choice I was forced into it by an old boy of mine. I didn’t want to be on this subject with him so I jus kind of shrugged an said “ sorrta now drop it“. Damn him for caring so much, he asked me why I looked hurt and what I meant by sorrta, I didn’t want to tell him but I thought maybe he wants to know for a reason. So I told him “ an old boy and I were fucking around an when I said stop and no, he didn’t, u know he didn’t “hear me“, …” well by the time I got half way through the story I was in Duce’s arms crying. He just took my jaw in his hand an lifted it up till I was looking in his eyes, he den began telling me that I was to beautiful to cry and that I should never cry over some jerk like that, that when you have a man the only thing sexually he should be doing with you is making love, not fucking you. After I stopped crying Duce gave me a kiss on the fore head and said that I should go straighten up and join him upstairs for a little bit, so I went an fixed my makeup and ran upstairs.

After Kristy and I played cards and stayed up a bit everyone started falling asleep so we went down stairs and got ready for bed. (Now remember I was still tipsy not so much in the mind but a lot in the body). Well after like ten fifteen minutes or so I had ta brush my teeth so I walked up the first and than ran up the second flight of stairs running rite into Duce while he was heading into the kitchen. If it wouldn’t have been for him grabbing me around the waste I probably would have rolled rite back down those stairs. He asked me something I said I was sorry for running in to him, then I tried to get passed him, he wouldn’t move. Duce all of a sudden got this lil sly smile on his face and said what do I get if I move I said whatever you want just move, he said “even this” and leaned in and kissed me. He than looked a little scared and got out of my way.

Well I ran up stairs to brush my teeth than came back down he was in the kitchen. Duce had his back turned to me so I slid my hands around his waste and kissed his shoulder, he turned around and apologized for before, I told him not to be that besides the fact that he tasted like smoke I loved it. He just told me to come back up stairs when his sister fell asleep, than when I said yes he said that I wouldn’t because I was to scared to. Yah rite I jumped at that opportunity. I came back up bout 20 min. later or so, when ever his damn sister fell asleep. I half walked half ran my ass upstairs, my heart was pounding in my chest I didn’t know what was ganna happen tonight but I new that with Duce I was ganna love it.

As I came up the second flight of stairs I saw Duce laying on the couch all spread out an comfy. Damn he looked so kute, as I walked over to him he sat up and started kissing me passionately, first I felt his lips press agents mine as his hands slid around my hips tracing circles al around, while slipping his tongue in to my mouth he forcibly pulled me into his lap, in which case I could feel his hardness agents my core, god id never wanted anyone so bad. I started grinding my hips agents his hardness loving how I could so easily make him breathe heavier and heavier. Duce quickly pulled back when my hand slid down his waste till I got to his hard length stroking it. Leave it to him to be so caring “ are you sure this is what you want?”. ( was I sure this is what I wanted could he not c the lust and passion in my gaze)

“ Duce I’m sure please jus don stop wat ur doing to me “ .

“how bout I do even better” and with that he slid my shirt over my head and started kissing down my neck nipping at my soft skin, listing to my soft moans than to my shock he slipped his hands up to cup my chest planting soft kisses and nipping at my flesh, taking first my rite then my left nipple into is warm inviting mouth nipping and sucking, making me squirm and moan into his shoulder. While he was doing this he also slid is hand down letting it trail down my stomach till he got down to the brink of my shorts, he than slid his hand into my shorts, trailing his way down till he got to my clit. Once that was found he slid his finger over it flicking it like a small bead, listing to me breathe harder and harder making me lean into him. As he started finger fucking me I started to kiss an nip his neck than down lower and lower till he slid his hand outta me as I slid down the floor between his legs.

“baby r u sure u want ta do this, u don’t have ta this isn’t give receive.”

“ yah I want to, I really want ta an don’t wry I know what I’m doin.”

“ alrite den take charge, but I’m letting u know that ur not ganna get me, I wont cum.”

(ok first off that’s a lil wired but ok) “ y, that’s y I’m doin it ta give u pleaser.”

“ baby u don need ta do that ta give me pleaser I mean dats great but dats wat bust downs r for, ur no where near being a bust down to me so I wont let u degrade urslef like one.

“ I’m not ganna fight with you but I’m ganna get you one way or another.” with that I slid my thumbs into his shorts an pulled them down with his boxers, letting his cock spring free. Looking up at him seeing his lips spread into a half smile his eyes closing slightly, his head sliding back, as I slid the tip of his cock into my warm inviting mouth. As I slid his long hard length in an out of my mouth, using a lil but more pressure with my tongue, sliding my tongue ring over all the sensitive spots on is cock. God I loved hearing him moan softly trying his hardest not ta let me hear how much pleasure I was giving him, he looked so sexy the way his face was and how kute and determined he looked.

After awhile of me not being able to get him ta let himself go, he pulled me up onto him so I was lying in his lap, as we laid there he slowly started nipping at my neck while slowly sliding his hands down my body, caressing my skin, making me want him even more. his mouth, nipping and sucking at my neck was keeping me occupied wit pleaser he dipped two fingers into my shorts. As one slid over my clit once again the other fond its way into my core. At first he moved at a slow rhythm but after a min or so he began to pick up the pace. As his fingers moved in and out of me faster and faster I began to whimper, hearing this he took more pleaser in my discomfort and placed his free hand over my swollen chest. Duce be began tweaking than pinching one nipple than the other. Lovein da feel of me squirming in his lap trying ta relieve the pressure he was putting into/on me. As he continued his pursuit over my body we began kissing and twisting in each others arms.

As we kissed an touched an played both of us seemed to have a new idea forming in our heads. He than started ta ask if I wanted him as much as he wanted me, an I knew I did so I panted yes.

“ you did bring condoms correct” I asked in a playful voice. As I looked into his I eyes I saw the spark flicker at the question.

“ baby I’m at my cousins house with almost all family what would I have needed them for I never thought that this was going to happen.” I could see the disappointment in his eyes. “ I think its time you got to bed anyway its getting really late and were bound to get woken up extremely early.

“ yah I guess your right, than il see you in the morning.” with that we said goodnights and gave each other one last passionate kiss goodnite.

I than walked back downstairs wondering if what happened tonight would ever be anything more than a once in a lifetime thing.

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The next day was a long one from start to finish… The whole trip back me an Duce were flirting so much. Starting from the first rest stop to the last.

When Duce an I got outta da car ta go into the bathrooms he stopped me an pulled me aside an kissed me, not a slow passionate kiss but a fast loving needing kiss, that took my breathe away.

“ babygurl if u really wanted ta finish wut we started last nite come into my room ta nite after she falls asleep” was all he said then walked inta da bathroom. At first I stood there in shock about wut jus happened I then decided dat dats wut I really wantd ta do…

All da way home duce an I played in da car whether it was poking or texting each others phones… ( god I loved they way we could b so playful an yet so seductive to each other at the same time.)

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  im sri i couldnt post the reat ta nite im editin it a lil.... the endin is the best part an i ill post it tomaro....  pleas tell me wut u think im new at this so yah ....  lil pup

She considered what she had worn that day... on top she had her normal nurse uniform on, a long sleeve blouse and a modest skirt. Underneat however she had worn her underwear that drove men wild - her half-cup black bra, which barely covered her nipples and showed plenty of cleavage, and her black lace panties, more of a g-string than an actual panty. The sheer material of the underwear coupled with the fantasies she had been entertaining all day kept her in a state of arousal, a feeling that she loved. Finally the second bell rang which meant third period was starting, and she knew Bill would be there soon.

Heading from her desk back to her exam room, she made a few final preperations. The exam bed itself she lowered, and put the back up so that it would be at an almost 45 degree angle. From a drawer, she removed a couple varieties of lube, and set them on a small table next to the bed. Finally, she pulled a stool over to the exam table. Heading back out towards her desk she heard the door opening, and Bill stepped through.

In a sultry voice she greeted him "welcome back Bill" and ended it with a wink. Although Bill was clearly still embarrassed by the events of the previous day, he was still able to smile at her and say hi. "Head on back and sit down on the table again" she told Bill. With just a little stutter in his step, he walked past her into the back room. As she went forward to lock the door she couldn't help but lick her lips in anticipation.

Walking into the exam room herself, she saw that Bill was already seated on the exam room. "Do you need me to masturbate again Ms. Thompson" he asked her in a hopeful tone. Chuckling, she replied "No, today Bill we are moving on to other matters of sex." With that statement a bit of a blush returned to his cheeks, a sight she had expected. Stammering slightly, he asked "what other 'matters of sex' did you want to talk about Ms Thompson?"

"You have it all wrong, Bill" Kendra said. "It isn't just talking, today we are going to practice different... techniques" she ended with a sly wink. Noticing that he might be about to be too nervous to continue, she took a step in front of him and placed a hand against his chest to keep him in place. "Now, I'd like you to remove all your clothes and sit back down on the table."

Stepping back from him and allowing him to stand, she stood about a foot away, not giving him much room to disrobe. Slowly he pulled off his shirt and took off his pants, then he looked at her. When Kendra just nodded to him, he slowly and shyly removed boxers. Just site of his penis was enough to start Kendra's heart racing. "Really, Bill" she said "you shouldn't be so embarrased about showing that to women. Girls like a confident man, and a confident man with a penis like yours is even better." Flustered, he asked her why. Looking into his eyes, she replied "because, Bill, women like big dicks, and you have a very nice dick."

Taken aback by her response, he sat back down on the edge of the table. "First things first Bill" Kendra said. "To begin with, today we'll start with a blowjob, so just sit back and relax." She noticed today that he obviously wasn't as nervous as yesterday - already his cock was starting to harden. Taking a small step forward, she knelt in front of Bill. With the bed lowered as far as it could go, his cock was right in front of her face. Looking up at him, she reached forward with her hand and encircled the base of his dick with her hand, slowly stroking it. In just a few moments of her gentle stroking his cock was hard as a rail and at its full length of about 9 inches.

With his cock in front of her like this, she could tell that she wouldn't be able to get much of it in her mouth. From her continued stroking, there was already a small glistening of precum leaking out. Gazing back at Bill, Kendra leaned forward and licked just the end of his cock, licking off the precum and causing Bill's whole body to shudder. Several times she repeated the process of licking the head of his cock, each time causing him to shudder slightly. After a couple more licks she stopped her stroking and moved her hand up to hold the tip of his cock. Slowly, she dragged her tongue along the underside of his penis, and upon reaching the base she felt his short, soft hair gently brushing her chin. As she held his dick, she slowly rubbed his head, and licked back up from shaft to tip.

At this point Bill's eyes were closed and his breathing had begun to speed up. Resuming the stroking of his cock, she opened her mouth wide and placed her moist mouth over the head. Barely able to close her mouth, she loved the feeling of such a giant dick against her tongue. With a slight sucking sound, she pushed forward down the length of his shaft. Try as she might, she couldn't fit anymore than half his dick in her mouth before starting to gag slightly. She pulled her head back, moving her tongue against the underside of his dick as she did so. With just the very end of the head still in her mouth, she once again pushed herself back down the shaft. Again, she sucked as much in as she could, and her pussy juices began to flow, absolutely loving the amount of meat in her mouth.

Still stroking the lower end of his dick, she began to bob her head faster on the top. After just a few seconds of this treatment she felt him tensing beneath her hand, and she knew that he would be cumming, and soon. Determined to swallow it all, she stopped the bobbing motion and instead left most of the head in her mouth, assaulting it with her tongue, while stroking his dick with her hand as fast as she could. Reaching up with her other hand she gently tightened it on his balls, knowing it would make the sensation that much more intense. Hearing him begin to pant loudly, she prepared to drink every last drop. In just a few more seconds her salty reward was given to her, as Bill groaned loudly and a blast of hot cum shot against the back of her throat. Continuing to pump his dick, she frantically swallowed spurt after spurt of cum. After what seemed like minutes but was just 10 seconds, he dribbled the last of his semen into her mouth.

Kendra was still slowly stroking his dick, and had not been able to swallow nearly enough as he had released it into her. Cum had overflowed out of her mouth and started to drip down her chin, and there was a small pool still sitting in her mouth. Not wanting to take it out of her mouth, she slowly removed his dick from her mouth, causing some more cum to drip down her face. Swallowing again, nearly clearing her mouth, she took her hands from his cock and began to clean up the cum dripping down her face and popping it back in her mouth to finish the treat.

"Jesus... Ms. Thompson..." Bill grunted out "that was amazing." He looked down at her then, with his cock mere inches from her face, watching her lick her fingers. "You are so hot" he continued, trying to catch his breath. She just winked at him. "Can... can you do that again?" he asked.

Kendra was once again amazed that even after that, this monster cock in front of her was still hard and still ready for more.

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With a mischievous look in her eyes, Kendra stood up in front of Bill. Absently, she began to stroke his cock and said "well Bill, as much as I loved giving you a blowjob, I think its time that you did something for me." Stopping the slow stroke - to Bill's obvious disappointment - she continued "A minute ago you said I was 'hot', and that was before I even had my clothes off. What do you say I get naked for you" she finished with a wink. Very softly she heard him stammer out that he would like that. SHaking her head she said "Bill you need to be more in control, don't just whisper it to me, tell it to my face. Hearing that from a guy gets a girl even more hot and bothered."

Clearing his throat, Bill told Kendra "Ms. Thompson, I'd like you to take off your clothes." Giggling, Kendra began to comply. As she began to unbutton her blouse, she chimed in with one last statement. "You really have to start calling me Kendra, Ms. Thompson makes me feel old." Smiling at her, he said "Okay, Kendra."

With her blouse completely unbuttoned, Kendra began to shrug out of it. "If you see anything you like let me know" she told Bill. At that, she let the shirt fall from her shoulders, revealing her lacy black bra, barely containing her perfect breasts. One nipple was already poking out of the bra, hard as a diamond. The other was straining against the fabric, showing that it too was rock hard. Looking at Bill's face she saw his jaw had dropped, and he could do nothing but stare at her boobs. Teasingly she asked him "So, you like what you see?" Almost shouting it out he replied "Kendra your tits are great!" Realizing what he had blurted out his face reddened, to which Kendra just laughed. "They feel even better than they look" she told him.

Stepping forward so that they were just a couple inches apart, she picked up his hands and placed them on her boobs. The feeling of his hands cupping her breasts was enough to start her heart racing and get her panties wet. Without needing further instruction, Bill slowly began to fondle her breasts. Squeezing them gently, he slowly moved his hands around her boobs. With a low moan, she breathed "you're a fast learner, Bill." When his right hand brushed against her exposed nipple, she shuddered slightly. Noticing this, Bill put his thumb on her tit and slowly rubbed it back and forth, then circled it slowly. Looking at Kendra, he saw her eyes were half closed, and her breathing had quickened. After a few seconds of caressing her nipple with his right hand, he slipped his left inside her bra and began rub that nipple as well.

At this double assault, Kendra let out a loud moan, and reached down into her panties and began to rub herself. Amazed at how wet she already was, she let out a sudden gasp and an even louder moan as she felt him pinch both her nipples at the same time. Breathing heavily, she knew that she would og insane if she didn't get his giant cock in her, and soon. About to reach up and push his hands away, she saw Bill look away from her boobs and up to her face, then suddenly he leaned in and began to lick her tit. With that quick lick she groaned again, and felt him encircle the nipple with his mouth and suck it in. Inside his mouth she felt his tongue licking her tit, circling one way and then the other. With his left hand he pulled her bra down, and switched his attention to her other boob. Again, he sucked her tit into his mouth, except this time he didn't just lick her nipple, he began to tease it ever so lightly with his teeth. As he did this he pinched her other nipple again.

With this going on Kendra began to breathe in short gasps, letting out a little moan with every gasp. Her panties were starting to get soaked, and she could barely stand. As Bill released her nipple from his mouth, she took the chance to take a quick step back, almost collapsing as she did so. Disappointment showed in Bill's eyes so she quickly reassured him "Normally I'd let you continue this Bill, but at this point I need one thing from you." With a lingering gasp, she told him "Bill I need you to fuck me, and good!" Gulping, he replied "I'm still a virgin... I'm not quite sure what I should do if thats what you want..." he finished, ashamed. Stepping forward again, she leaned to him and whispered in his ear "don't worry, I'm sure you'll figure it out easily enough. Its really as easy as I'm sure you've heard it is... You take your dick, you put it in my pussy and you pound me till I cum." Taken aback at her direct words he pulled his head back to say something. Before he could continue Kendra leaned forward and gave him a kiss, accompanied by low moan from deep in her throat. Quickly he began to kiss her back. With a gasp she pulled herself away from the kiss.

Taking his hand, she pulled him up from the table, and pulled him to stand behind her. Reaching down, she raised the table a couple inches. Turning around, she looked him in the eye, and at his still rock hard dick. At the sight of his penis pointed straight at her, she quickly unhooked her bra and tossed it aside, then removed her skirt and panties and threw them as well. Finally they were both naked, and Kendra could barely contain her excitement. Hopping up onto the table, she sat on the edge of it with her legs spread open. Watching Bill stare at her wet pussy caused her to bring a hand to her stomach, which she slowly slid down. As she approached her pussy she felt the almost completely smooth skin beneath her finger, having shaved totally for this occasion. Lightly, she began to tease her pussy lips, and putting just the tip of her finger inside herself. Motioning Bill forward, he stepped up until his cock was resting against her leg. Breathlessly, Kendra told him "Just slide the head in at first Bill, and give me a second to prepare myself after you do so."

Leaning back so that her back was against the tilted exam table, she reached down with both her hands and spread her lips open. Carefully, Bill grasped his dick behind its head and positioned it directly in front of her hole, then just as instructed, slowly pushed it inside. As he did so he let forth a deep groaning sound, and stopped with his cock just a couple inches inside of her. Kendra was in heaven, the feeling of her vagina being stretched was incredible. Now came the best part. "Bill, I want you to slowly push your cock the rest of the way inside me, until you can't push any further." Not needing to be told twice, he began to push his dick in, inch by agonizing inch. As more of his dick disappeared inside her, Kendra let out quick whimpers of delight, until finally she felt her pussy stuffed so full the pleasure was almost painful. Finally she felt him stop moving in her, and it felt like her pussy was at its limit. She saw that all but the very base of his cock was in her, and the feeling of being stretched to the breaking point was incredibly intense. Letting out one continuous moan, she was able to say "don't just leave it there, this is the part where you pound me. Start slow but speed it up quick!"

At that, he began to remove his dick from within her, and as he pulled out the emptiness was maddening. As he pulled his cock out until just the tip was in her, he again sent it back in. Slowly, for a couple strokes, he pumped in and out of her pussy. Before long, however, he began to let his youth show, and it was exactly what she had hoped for. Still leaning back on the table, she lifted her legs up to his shoulders, and instinctively he wrapped his arms around them and held on. As his speed increased, she could already feel the beginnings of an orgasm building within her. Breathing heavily he continued to increase the speed of his assault. At each thrust forward Kendra let out a short squeak, and he let out a slight grunt. Beginning to move even faster, Kendra felt her orgasm approaching. Pounding her as hard as he was began to cause her breasts to sway, and she saw he couldn't take his eyes off them. Reaching up with both hands she began to play with her breasts and nipples.

Soon the exam room was an almost nonstop sound of squeals and grunts. Almost about to cum, and knowing it would make her orgasm that much more intense, Kendra began to squeeze her nipples tightly. Her eyes, were screwed shut, the tip of her tongue sticking out of her mouth, and her body had begun to sweat. Bill with his continued pounding of her was amazed at the sensation of her pussy barely giving way for his cock as he shoved forward, and almost sucking it back in as he pulled back out. Sweating profusely, the sound of his balls spanking against her ass took on a wet slapping sound.

Kendra could take no more. Letting out a loud, long, moan, her entire body convulsed violently. Cum exploded out past Bill's cock, and immediately began dripping down her ass, his legs, and the table. Seemingly oblivious to her orgasm, Bill continued his full scale pounding, causing several aftershocks to ripple through her pussy. With each thrust, she let out a soft "oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck." This was always accomponied from a grunt from Bill. As Kendra came, Bill felt her pussy tighten on his cock more than before, which caused him to renew his pace.

The amazingly tight feeling of her pussy soon proved to be to much for Bill. With one final push and an even louder grunt, he buried himself as deep as he could in her pussy, and felt himself erupt within her. As he came he gave a few more small thrusts, causing her pussy to fill with his cum. Each small ush forced a little more cum out, and after four or five seconds her pussy could hold no more, and small bits of cum began to leak out past his cock. Slowly, and with a wet sucking sound, he pulled himself out of her. Stumbling back a few steps, he sat down on a stool. As usual, his cock was still rock hard, and was pointed straight back at Kendra. Both his cum and her juices were beginning to slide down his dick, making it glisten. Kendra, meanwhile, was still leaning back on the table, legs spread wide, cum and pussy juice leaking out of pussy, dribbling down her ass crack and onto the table.

As both of them continued to breathe heavily, she couldn't help butalerady miss the feeling of his monster cock inside of her. Slightly gasping she opened her eyes and looked at Bill, and said to him "You mentioned you thought of your mother while you masturbated. I think I've come up with a way to take it beyond just masturbation. However, it will take several more fuck sessions before you're ready." Seeing as he had gone very still, she thought that perhaps she had gone over the line. When he looked at her and said alright, she was instantly aroused again. Raising her finger, she beckoned him back over.

(To Be Continued)

Collin and I became very close friends online.  In my eyes, it seemed like we had so much in common.  There were times when there would be a bit of sexual frustration between us, but I chalked it up to the fact that neither of us had been with another person for several months.  We planned a weekend for me to drive down to where he was going to school.  It was only a few hours away.  Unfortunately, I chickened out.  I was afraid he’d think I was ugly, and figured it was better that he like me from afar than hate me up close.  Even though I didn’t go that weekend, we still talked, and became even closer friends than we were before.

A little while after the first failed attempt for me to go meet him I was driving home from work when suddenly I just didn’t care what he thought of my appearance.  I’ve been self conscious for most of my life.  I’ve always felt too tall, too heavy.  I didn’t think any male would actually be pleased with how I looked.  I’m 5’11” and a little chubby.  I never thought I was horrible, but I’m well aware that there are many women with much better bodies than I have.  I called him immediately, and a couple hours later I was packed and on my way to his apartment.

I arrived at his apartment as the sun was starting to go down.  That’s when the nervousness hit me.  I parked at a gas station and called him to come direct me to his apartment.  I was too afraid to look for him although I thought I knew which direction he’d be walking from.  I sat in my car staring forward at the “No Parking/Tow Zone” sign that was on the gas station wall.  I saw him out of the corner of my eye as he was approaching my driver’s side door.  I stepped out of my car when he reached me, unable to look him in the eye.  He seemed attractive from the chest down.  I’m not sure if he could sense the tension I was feeling.  My shyness was overwhelming me.  I tried talking as much as I could, but I was afraid of talking too much, or not talking enough.  I was terrified.

We walked down a nearby alleyway trying to find a spot for me to park my car.  I can’t remember any of the conversation that we had, but I do remember stealing glances at his face when he wasn’t looking.  He looked very boyish.  He was extremely attractive in my taste; just a little on the boyish side.  It seemed to do nothing short of adding to his appeal.  As we were walking at some point he reached for my hand, and we continued down the alley hand in hand.  After walking several blocks we found a spot at what I believe was a small restraint or some type of small food market where we could park my car, so we walked back to my car and headed to the spot.

About half an hour after I arrived at his area, I was finally stepping foot into his apartment.  I took off my shoes and he led me into his room.  We had idle chatter, but I was still too nervous to really remember anything that we were talking about.  After a short while we decided we would leave to get something to eat so we went back into the dining area.  I sat in a chair there putting on my shoes.  There was very little light in the room, but I could see him looking over at me, and then approaching me.  Before I knew it he was sitting in my lap and I was looking at his face openly.

His excuse for sitting on my lap was to tickle me, but I’m not sure if that’s exactly why he did it.  I’m highly ticklish and within just a few strokes of his fingers I was squirming and giggling beneath him.  When he stopped I found myself looking into his eyes which are a deep brown.  I’ve always had a thing for brown eyes.  There’s something about them that I could just look into them for hours and not ever get bored.  While looking into his eyes the only thing I could think of was, do not give in.  Do not give in.  You can’t sleep with him, Lena.  Don’t give in.  Half my resolve melted with his first kiss.  He kiss was very soft and almost automatically my nerves were stirred up and ready for more.

A short time later we were back in his room.  I was lying across the bed with my legs dangling down, my arms beside me, and my eyes closed.  Collin was sitting next to where my legs were dangling down.  If he was talking, I was unaware of it as my mind was still racing telling me not to cave in; no matter what, I couldn’t sleep with him.  I felt him moving beside me, and my mind started wandering.  I was trying to focus on keeping the visit nonsexual, but the closer he moved to me, the harder it was for me to focus.  I felt him lying beside me, but I kept my eyes closed.  My thoughts were almost completely out the window.  I couldn’t seem to keep focus on my goal.  When his lips reached mine once more, the last of the reserve started melting away and soon I was kissing him back.

His kiss was unlike any that I had felt thus far in my life.  It was tender, passionate.  I was used to teenage boys groping me and shoving their tongues as far down my throat as they could manage.  His lips played with mine and I felt the last bit of my resolve wither and blow away.  Our kiss deepened and the stirring worsened within me.  I knew that if we didn’t stop now that there would be no stopping us at all.  When his hands touched my body, I knew it was all over with.  I felt beautiful and sexy.  The way his eyes looked into mine and his lips pressed against mine made me feel as if someone truly could want me, that someone could look past my faults and see the person that was hiding inside of me.

His hands roamed over my torso the sudden wish that I wore panties came to mind.  I hadn’t worn them in years, but I could feel my pants starting to moisten and with complete embarrassment I hoped he didn’t notice.  The hope was quickly abandoned as his hands started moving closer and closer to my pants line as if asking for permission to come inside.  Once his fingers caressed my freshly shaven folds it was completely over.  I was lost in the feeling.  I was beautiful, I was sexy, and I was desired.  It seemed as if he caressed me for hours yet just a few moments all at once.  Everything blurred and the next thing I knew all our clothes were gone and the only condom we had ever used since then was applied.

When he first entered me I felt a complete fullness.  The last man I had been with was an Asian man, and in his case, the Asian myth was true.  I’m not sure of the exact length or girth, but I am sure of how beautiful it all felt.  Throughout everything he continued to kiss me passionately, adding to the intensity of everything I was feeling.  My short nails raked across his back as each thrust pushed me deeper and deeper out of control. 

I exploded around him with an intensity that rivaled every orgasm I had ever felt.  Collin was the first man that made me orgasm the first time we were together.  It normally took several times, and often I’d lose interest.  I knew after that first time it would be a very busy night.

After working it for another 5 minutes i came again ! It was a good experience.

“Umm…” I said awkwardly, my cunt burning for his cock.

“Sorry” He laughed. “I just couldn’t help myself; I’ve wanted to do that for ages”. I watched his beautiful brown eyes eyeing my body, I knew he wanted me. I could see the muscles in his arms; the arms I’ve always wanted to hold me. He ran his hand through his short hair, snapping me out of my stare. I smiled awkwardly, and he returned the smile, which made me melt inside.

Forgetting all about his girlfriend I lunged at him, and started kissing him again. He returned my kisses and with one hand he started to slowly unbutton my shirt to uncover my 12C breasts in my black bra. He slipped off my shirt, and removed his mouth from mine. He slowly started to kiss down my neck, stopping when he got to my breasts. He gently and slowly unclasped my bra and removed it. He picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and holding me up against the lockers again. He then kissed lightly around my nipple, while lightly flicking my actual nipple with his finger. I bit my lip to let back a moan of lust and wanting. My pussy was getting wetter and wetter, and I could feel his cock growing. He then placed his mouth on my nipple and started to suck on it, while massaging my other breast with his other hand. Suddenly he became a bit rougher and started to lightly bight my nipple. I let out a small yelp, mixed with pleasure and surprise.

He took his mouth off my nipple and asked, “Yeah, you like that you slut, don’t you?” I was slightly shocked, and didn’t reply. He didn’t like that, so with his other hand he twisted my nipple quite hard and I let out a small scream. “I sad, don’t you, you slut?!” He asked again, firmer. I nodded, tears in my eyes and he smirked once more, letting go of my nipples. I sighed with relief. I wasn’t expecting him to be so rough. But I loved it; I love being told what to do, and my pussy was proving that.

He slipped a hand up my leg and up my skirt. “I can feel how wet you are from outside your panties, you dirty whore” he said. I blushed, and he let me down.

“You’re aching for my cock, I can see it. Well, here it is…” He unzipped his pants, and dropped his pants and boxers. His hard cock popped out, about 8 inches, and I stared at it in pure lust.

“On your knees” He ordered.

”Huh?” Was all I could come out with, as I had never given head before, [although I wasn’t a virgin] and would not know what to do.

He reached around and started pulling my hair hard, forcing me to my knees. His cock was an inch away from my face. “Suck it you fucking whore” he commanded, as I stared at it. I slowly opened my mouth and started towards his cock, not really knowing what I was doing. He grew impatient and shoved his cock right into my mouth, forcing it down my throat. I found it hard to breathe and started gagging. He removed his cock and slapped me across the face. “You better not gag again.” I just nodded, avoiding his eye contact.

I opened my mouth again, and his cock invaded it once more. I did my best not to gag, and slowly started to cover his cock with my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head, guiding it. After I managed to get it down my throat without gagging he tightened his grip on the back of my head and started moving my head up and down hard and fast on his cock, fucking my face. Tears started to fill my eyes again, and a few tears escaped. After a few minutes he told me he was going to cum. My eyes widened in fear; I didn’t want him to cum in my mouth. I felt his cock pulsing in my mouth and he shot his load down my throat. “You better swallow every bit of it, or we’ll be here all night until you do” he said sternly. I did my best to swallow all he shot out and licked his cock clean. “That’s a good little slut” he patted me on the head. “Now, on your back”

I lay down on my back, and he knelt down on the floor in front of my legs. He took off my socks and shoes, and then his hand crept up my leg. He ripped off my panties, not bothering to remove them properly. His hand then ventured to my wet pussy. He laughed when he felt how soaking I was, and slid in one finger. My cunt easily took his finger and he entered in another. He started to slowly finger me, and my breathing became a bit deeper.

He removed his fingers from my cunt and moved onto my clit. He found it easily, as it was swelling with arousal. He started to quickly rub my clit, as I started to moan softly. He continued this, while growing hard again. “I’m…going…to…cum…soon” I struggled to get out between breaths. As soon as I said that, he stopped. I looked at him, slightly angry. He just laughed at me. He stood up, and yanked me up. He pulled me by my arm out of the shed and into the courtyard. He led me over to the bench.

“Bend over, you whore”, he commanded, motioning to the bench. So I turned around, and bent over the bench, my stomach on the wooden surface. He lifted my skirt and spread my legs, “Wait here. And don’t move, I’ll be right back” I dared not to move and as I waited for him I could feel a cold breeze between my legs, which was quite refreshing.
Jesse returned.

I felt something force itself into my pussy, but it was not a cock. It was cold.

He had picked up my keys from the floor of the shed [which I dropped when I saw him], opened my locker and gotten out my deodorant can. I started to moan as he roughly assaulted my cunt with the deodorant can. Again, right before I was about cum he pulled out the deodorant can, leaving me gasping for air and slightly frustrated.

“Don’t worry, whore; You’re going to have my cock inside you” he laughed, and without any further notice he slammed his cock into me hard. I screamed loudly with relief that it was finally in me. It was the thickest I’ve had, so it was a bit of a tight fit, which was amazing for both of us. He grabbed onto my hips and pushed me onto his cock, fucking me hard and fast. Both of us were moaning, I louder. He started spanking me lightly, “You like that too, whore, don’t you?” I couldn’t catch my breathe quick enough to answer him, so he spanked me again, a lot harder.

“YES. YES” I screamed.

He laughed at me and continued to assault my cunt with his cock. This time, he let me cum, however. And as soon as I came, he stopped, his cock still hard. I started to catch my breath again when I felt him parting my ass cheeks. My heart stopped for a second. “NO. PLEASE! NO.” I pleaded and screamed, trying to get out of his grasp. But he would not listen. He inserted his finger into my pussy, and then into my ass, lubing it up. He repeated this until he was happy with the amount of lubrication. Then he stuck his cock into my pussy, to do the same to his cock.

He pressed his cock up against the entrance of my ass and I closed my eyes and held my breath. I screamed with pain as he just slammed his cock into my ass. I felt the walls of my ass tearing. “SHUT UP, YOU FUCKING SLUT” He screamed back at me. He continued to assault my ass, and soon the pain went away. I started pushing back on his cock, and he laughed. “I knew you loved it.”

He removed his cock from my ass and shoved me to my knees in front of him, where he started to wank off in front of my face, and then shooting his load all over my face.

“See ya next Monday, slut” he winked and walked off, leaving me there. I couldn’t wait.

They sat there for more than an hour telling each other stories about themselves and their countries, and as the sun slipped into the blue Atlantic creating a picture post card setting that no card maker could ever duplicate, Raul leaned over and as casually as if he were shaking her hand, kissed her softly on the mouth while allowing his hand to gently caress her firm bosom!!! "You are a very beautiful woman, Angie Decker," he whispered softly after their kiss was broken, "do you know what we're going to do now!?!" With her mind was still buzzing from the most erotic kiss she had ever had, it was all she could do to stammer, "N-no, what are you going to do next!!!" "Have you ever made love in such a perfect setting," he whispered into her ear while softly nibbling on her lobe!?! "No," she gasped, "n-never!!!" "Good," he whispered, "because it will be my honor to be the first," as he gently pushed her back before rolling easily on top of her!!! "We aren't going to have sex," he said while kissing her all over her face with tiny little wet pecks!!! "We're not," Angie asked almost desperately!?! "No, Angie Decker," he replied between kisses, "we are going to make love, there is a big difference in Brazil, is it not so in America!?!" As his hardness slid easily into her pussy, she locked her legs around his back and replied hoarsely, "It is also true in America, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyy!!!"

Angie was so excited that she wanted so scream, but Raul was so gentle and deliberate with his movements that she lay there in a state of almost suspended animation while riding the crest of an orgasmic wave that seemed to go on forever and ever!!! "My sweet Angie," he breathed into her ear, while just ever so slightly increasing the pace of his thrusting, "you are the most beautiful woman I have ever been with!!!" She knew that wasn't the truth, but every woman loves hearing those sweet little lies, especially in the bedroom where even the smallest slight can cut like a razor, so when she felt his erection stiffen slightly, she arched her back to meet him as their climaxes wafted through them like a warm glow that completely enveloped them!!! They quickly fell asleep in each other's arms, until several hours later when Angie woke up alone again on her blanket in the dark Brazillian night!!! Back in her room she was still wondering if it had all been but a wonderful dream, but the odor of cocoa oil that had permeated his body still clung to her like a blanket, so after a quick hot shower, she hopped into bed and fell fast asleep while dreaming about her South American lover!!!

The next day she waited from early in the morning until almost sundown in "their" place, but he was nowhere to be seen, and even though she was a little sad that he had not returned, she knew that it was just a one time thing, so as to lift her wilted spirits, she decided to get dressed and go out dancing, because if there was one thing the Brazillians were good at, it was dancing!!! The lights of the diso at first disoriented her, but after a few minutes she got her "sea legs" so to speak, and soon she was out on the floor spinning a moving to the driving beat coming out of the gigantic sound system being expertly managed by the in house DJ!!! With the sweat pouring out of her, she slipped of the floor and sat down in an empty chair and ordered a Margarita from the hostess while watching the locals moving in unison around the dance floor!!! After paying for her drink, her eyes caught a glimpse of a familiar face in the crowd, it was Raul!!! Their eyes locked for just a moment, and much to her consternation, he made his way through the teeming crowd, but with a young dark haired local attached to his arm!!!

"Angie Decker," he said smoothly while sitting down at her table, "I'd like you to meet my good friend, Nina!!!" Angie nodded her head at the young Brazillian, and while knowing it wasn't her place to be jealous, but it was a rather cold nod at that, but immediately Raul put his arm around her back and began caressing her quite intimately right there in public!!! "Good grief," she said to herself, "I should slap his face, but I can't," and much to her own chagrin, she just sat there dumbly while Raul let his hand slide higher and higher up her thigh until his finger bumped against her sex!!! Angie fidgeted in her seat as Raul's finger insistently slipped inside of her panties and almost casually parted her now bulging lips and began gently fingering her right in the middle of the mayhem that was the dance club!!! Angie was now on fire, and much to her complete surprise, the pretty little Nina slid closer to her, and in a moment that will burn in Angie's mind forever, leaned over and began kissing the American on her lips while gently caressing her breasts through her dress!!!

Angie broke the kiss and moaned softly, "N-no, Raul, please no, I-I can't do this!!!" With a smile that flashed those teeth again, he replied smoothly, "But of course you are doing it, Angie Decker, just look around you, no one cares, it's just you, me, and Nina!!!" Raul's finger was flicking over her hard clit, and this time when Nina kissed her, Angie returned the kiss in kind, even going to far as to unbuttoning the front of her dress to allow the young woman to gain access to her breasts!!! Raul began nibbling her ear as he fingered her pussy, and when Nina completely opened the front of her dress and began sucking fervently on her nipples, Angie just let her head roll back while her orgasm washed over her like a giant wave crashing onto the beach!!! When it was over she sat their limply, hardly able to speak, but just like the day before, Raul was up and gone without a word, leaving Angie to wonder what the heck had happened to her!!!

Jennifer Taylor

 is going off to Baylor

  without her precious hymen

   because she lost it to an educator

    when she sluffed on his assignment

Jennifer Taylor

 no face was paler

  than when she knew she was sunk

   and the only way she was going to bail

    herself out was to have to fuck

Jennifer Taylor

 was quite a wailer

  when she took her teacher's tool

   she screamed and cursed

    just like a sailor

     so she wouldn't have to do summer school

Jennifer Taylor

 she yelped and flailed her

  slender upper body

   as the man who held her hips impaled her

    in a pussy packing party

Jennifer Taylor

 did what it took to save her

  from missing walking the stage

   when the girl gave her first sexual favor

    to a man her father's age

Jennifer Taylor

 no bitch was braver

  than this desperate high school chick

   whose hopeless situation made her

    decide to take her teacher's dick

Jennifer Taylor

 what was going to shame her

  more than being her teacher's whore

   was having the final list not name her

    when the seniors all crossed the floor

Jennifer Taylor

 nothing would derail her

  from graduation with her class

   she was willing to go to hell or

    even bare her teenaged ass

Jennifer Taylor

 it was a no-brainer

  for the hopeless high school honey

   there was no way

    she wanted the school to retain her

     she would have paid

      with sex or money

Jennifer Taylor

 the conditions constrained her

  to consort in carnal sin

   with the only man

    who now could save her

     with one stroke of his pen 

Jennifer Taylor

 her choices chained her

  so she gave her treasure up

   to a veteran teacher

    who defamed her

     in a classic classroom fuck

Jennifer Taylor

 still yet I savor

  her delicious defloration

   not long before the smile I gave her

    and said "good luck" at graduation

Jennifer Taylor

 the "B" I gave her

  helped her redeem herself

   and the hymen for which I was glad to trade her

    is a trophy on my shelf

Jennifer Taylor

 I hope I didn't change her

  from being a good young christian

   but she had no choice and who would blame her

    for fullfilling her urgent mission ?

Jennifer Taylor

 fornication gained her

  the right to graduate

   and though her loss of virtue pained her

    there still was no debate

     that in the end it would be best

      and she would not regret it

       that she got on to her teacher's desk

        and earned her final credit

*Jennifer accepted her certificate of academic accreditation, in blue cap and gown, at the city's largest arena on Saturday May 27, 2005. 

  I have in my possession a priceless photo of a smiling Jennifer Leigh Taylor crossing the stage to receive the official diploma she'd worked so hard for.

  After the ceremonies were completed, she attended an all-night graduation party where by all accounts she celebrated in a manner very uncharacteristic of her church-going reputation, confirming the loss of her viginity several times with a number of her classmates, who I'm sure found it very exciting and satisfying to finally get a piece of her baptist pussy, even if it was on the last day of their high school career. 

 Apparently, her orgiastic wickedness at the senior party wasn't reported to the youth pastors at NW Baptist because, one week later, Jennifer left with her church youth group on a week-long mission to Mexico. She painted, put up curtains, played with the kids and was praised by all as an outstanding worker with a great attitude - and a model young christian.

 In August 2005, Jennifer enrolled at Baylor University - a place approved by her paranoid parents as a protected environment where she could easily maintain her moral standards and make good on her pre-teen pledge of abstinence to the altar so that her deacon daddy could give her away as an undefiled virgin bride.

And now for the best news of all:

This year I get to teach her indefatigably cheerful, smiley-faced, bright-eyed, metal-mouthed, even more incredibly slim-but-shapely-figured, bubble-butted sophomore sister, Meghan.

   Do you believe in Deja-vu?

Did I also tell you that, from what I can see, she's got the same small perfectly formed tits that her sister excited me with - as well as a similarly narrow, elegant young neck that, also, nicely supports a chained cross of silver that rests on the exposed ivory white skin of her upper chest.

So far, too-cute and perky Meghan is showing every sign of being at least as flaky and irresponsible about remembering her assignments as her less extroverted, prettier, older sister proved to be.     Excellent. 

ronald    yellowarches@iemails.com

Jennifer Taylor

 had to avail herself

  of her only opportunity

   to erase the "F" she had on paper

    it cost her virginity

Jennifer Taylor

 earned a waiver

  for the project she didn't do

   when she performed a different kind of labor

    as her teacher's student screw

Jennifer Taylor

 avoided failure

  when the man devirginized her

   but she got the passing grade he mailed her

    and her folks were none the wiser

Faces appeared in the windows and now I could see at least 15 guys and the others from both sides of the bus at the windows on our side. I put on a show as Steve drove and had an orgasm and licked my fingers after. Suddenly one window went down and a man (we later found he was the coach) motioned for us to roll down our window. I did and he shouted to pull over somewhere and they would follow us. THere was a place coming up that had a good size parking area and some of it was not too well lit so we pulled off there and sure enough the bus pulled of behind us. Steve pulled to the corner of the lot and they pulled next to us hiding the car with the door to the bus facing our car. Steve looked at me, "Well, enjoy hun, I will take a nap." and so naked I got out of the car and leaned against it. A lot of the guys got out and gathered around me and made comments that all made me that much hotter. There were black and white basketball players of a college team coming back from a game and some were in shorts and some jeans but all of them looked great to me.

I leaned against the car, my legs apart and my tits in my hands the nipples hard as hell and juices flowing from my pussy. "He guys, how are you?" I said massaging myself all over. "Fuckin great." was the normal response and as they gathered around the coach stepped to the front. "So what is the offer here?" He said. "What will this cost? Is it just a show or real action?" he said rubbing a growing bulge.

I slipped to my knees and freed his cock and massaged it, "Well, I don't do just shows, I never charge and all I require is that I get to suck and fuck every one of you here. Any questions?" I said and took his cock down my throat. He let out a moan that told me he was really in need and would unload soon so I took him deep into my throat and wrapped my tonguearound his cock until he shot his load and I swallowed it all down. I got up and walked to the bus door, "Let's go inside so I can get off this gravel lot, it kills my knees." I said and went in and to the middle of the seats. They were nice and roomy and so I sat down and motioned for another man to let me have his cock. Several moved forward and I reached inside their shorts and pulled out some nice sized cocks, al ready to be sucked. With one in each hand and one down my throat I began sucking them, slowly so that they made a lot of noise and moaned a lot. That always makes me hotter and make me have lots of orgasms and I stopped and said, "Look guys, Obviously I am a cum slut and I like to hear the men I suck and fuck tell me how great a whore I am, so get vocal, it makes he hot." I said and took the cock back down my throat. Now there was cheering and shouts as to how hot and how a whore like me was really great and my orgasms soaked the seat.

I looked up and black guy was standing there his cock bulging and I said, "I need something to sit on too baby, how bout letting me ride that." Now I had a swollen cock in pussy and they kept stepping up for me to suck off. I don't know how many or how many times I sucked them but I know I was filling up my tummy with cum and that each time they also swapped out cocks for me to sit on. I took one in puss then in the ass then in puss. I was having globs of cum flowing out of me and I kept having orgasm after orgasm. I swallowed what must have been a gallon of cum from these cocks and they all made me feel so good.

I finally was sitting on a cock and it swelled and filled my ass and the cum shot into me like a rifle shot. "Oh my god, that was great, please fuck pussy now." I said and a younger guy that was short had filled my ass. "Sure lady." he said and laid me on the seat with my legs in the air. I looked down and his cock was huge and thick. He drove into me and cum ploppled out on the seat and he filled he. "Oh fuck me hard, come on, fuck the slut, fuck her good." I moaned and then almost was shouting. I had been having orgasms but this one sprayed all over the cock in me and the cum from my pussy soaked his balls and the floor and hit a couple guys near us. He kept ramming me since he had not cum yet and another squirting orgasm soaked his cock again. Finally he filled me and again I sprayed his cock and balls.

I laid there with my hips unable to stop moving, "Anyone got anything to put in pussy till she stops cumming?" I saked and someone shoved a 2 liter Pepsi bottle into me and my pussy grabbed onto it and had more orgasms. I laid there with it in me and just enjoyed it. I was helped up and Steve was at the door, "You guys take care of her yet?" he said. They all gave a "hell yes" almost at the same time. Steve gave out our number to them and some promise to come over and take care of me when I need a really good gang fuck. We drove home and I laid in the bed still shivering from the sex I had. I slept great and the next day got up and showered and got the cum off my body and out of my hair but the cum I had swallowed was still there...LOL.

Well folks. I love you all and if ever going down I-85 around the Commerce exit I may be there. Short, hot, 42EEE tits and pussy that needs fucking and a hot mouth that loves to suck cocks.

Love

Tess

After an hour inside the air conditioned comfort of the cafe stepping out into the sun was like a very hot slap to the face and by the time I walked home I probably sweated out the coffee and iced water. The machine was finished so I hung everything out on the line, it would be dry in next to no time so why use the electric dryer. The pool was beckoning me with its siren song of gently lapping water so I went and put on a pair of old folks swimmin' trunks. I raided my sons CD collection and found a compilation disk of 70's and 80's hits. I cranked the volume up on the poolside cd player and dove in.

The water was colder than the surrounding air and hit my skin in like a hundred tiny pinpricks. By the time had swum to the end and back my body had adjusted to the temperature and I steadily worked my way through lengths of the pool and tumble turns, exactly as I was taught so long ago. Now I must admit I'm in pretty good shape for a guy my age, dye the hair black and I could easily pass for 50. I got out of the pool before I became too wrinkled and pruney and went into a solid exercise workout in time to some hot 80's tunes. I just have a thing for synth pop, so kill me.

With the music up I could not hear anyone banging on the front door but in the seconds between songs I finally heard someone calling me from the side gate. Thinking it was a neighbour I was annoying I tried looking the old man part as I rounded the garage to see who it was. I could only see a face, framed with wild red hair, over the gate but my posture instantly changed to macho man as I sidled to the gate to take in more of the goddess standing there.

The face was a dead give away that this was Kimi's mother so I was extra suave as I opened the gate to admit her into the yard. She thanked me with a nod and swept along the path to the back of the house. It was extremely lucky I was now behind her because the light hit her sundress at just the right angle for me to see her legs through the material and I followed them all the way to the curve of her arse and the panties that covered it. I grabbed a towel and threw it around my waist to hide yet another erection. It must be the warm weather waking up my long hibernating hormones. 

Her name is Kali, I kid you not, everyone's name here starts with a K. Kali explained that she is a single mother and was working a double shift at the local hospital last night when the storm hit. She told me how Kimi had been caught out in a storm when she was young and is usually terrified when one hits. Kali had rung Kimi this morning to see how she had coped and Kimi had told her what I had done to her.

I was suddenly on the defensive and my body tensed for the explosion but obviously what Kimi had told her was not "everything" that had happened and then Kali leaned over and kissed me. Kimi it seems is now cured of her storm phobia thanks to some happy memories of me for the next time a storm hits. I was so dumbstruck I ummed and arghed before I finally remembered my manners and offered Kali a drink, as it was still oppressively hot.

I beat a hasty retreat inside to the kitchen to find something cold to drink but the fridge was full of fizzy soft drink or beer. I hadn't heard Kali come in behind me but she suggested a beer over my shoulder. Kali was leaning on the breakfast bar so I could only see the top half of her and it was then that I spotted two dark nipples staining the pure white material of her dress. They drew in the eye like magnets and I had to shake my head as I said glass to regain my concentration.

Kali was happy to drink from the bottle so I dumped some chips in a bowl and we sat outside in the shade and discussed a whole range of topics. She was slightly older than my son and his wife, early 40's, was all she would say. Her husband had been a truck driver who just grew to enjoy the road and who had driven off one day never to be seen again. He sent money for a while and eventually she heard he had died on the road so she had just got on with her life.

Between work and Kimi she didn't really have time to find anyone else. She had stood up to speak and my focus was divided between her arse as she walked one way and those bullet hole nipples as she came back. She sounded like she just wanted to talk and didn't really care if I was listening or not. I broke into the conversation to ask if she wanted another beer but her reply surprised me as she said she wanted to go for a swim. Sounding really old fashioned I asked if she needed something to swim in but Kali looked at me and said we're both adults.

In one motion she pulled down the zip and stepped from the dress, then another step preceded a graceful dive into the pool. All I saw was bare back, white panties then splash. Kali stayed underwater all the way down the pool and when she surfaced her wet, red hair wrapped her head and shoulders like moulded copper. She swam back to a spot in front of me and rested by the side of the pool.

Squashed against the edge of the pool her breasts mounded up like a fresh baked loaf of bread, the nipples just below where I could see. She waved for me to join her and I thought I could make it into the water quickly enough for her not to see my erection. That was when Lady Luck laughed at me. I planned to rush the pool, dropping the towel at the last minute before I dove in. It went oh so smoothly in my mind, but in reality I tripped over the towel, which had caught an ankle, and then I flipped like a breaching whale as I hit the water. The bad entry angle combined with any number of other factors resulted in my shorts joining the towel around my other ankle.

Kali tried to sound reassuring between guffaws of laughter as I tried to reclaim my shorts. My leg was jerked in an odd direction and the next sound I heard was the unmistakeable noise of wet cloth on concrete. I looked at the pool deck and there were my shorts, I could feel an all over blush creeping across my skin. As I turned to look a Kali I heard that sound again from a different direction and swivelling my head saw a small, white pile of wet material. Kali swam over to me and draped her arms around of my neck and kissed me flush on the lips. She hung on like a limpet, her tongue forcing apart my lips.

Could I, should I. Do I take advantage of this woman. My brain provided the shortest logical argument "she is an adult".

My hands cupped her arse pulling us tightly together. We drifted around the pool in our lip locked embrace. I freed a hand from her butt and slid it along skin as smooth and supple as her daughters until I had it over her breast and tweaking at her blood filled nipple. Her reaction was if struck by an electric eel, her whole body stiffened in my arms and her face came away from mine, mouth open in a silent scream.

Energy poured into her and she had me forced back against the pool wall. She smothered me with kisses as her hand fumbled for my dick. I thought she was going to jerk it completely off but she was really trying to get it into her. With all the skill and dexterity of a synchronised swimmer she manoeuvred my dick into her pussy. Even underwater I could feel the heat. The reaction to her tweaked nipple was nothing compared to my dick pushing up into her. Kali braced against the side of the pool and pulled me fully into with one deep thrust.

I had positioned myself so I could plant both feet on the pool bottom to avoid splashing about. With me holding firm Kali used the buoyancy of the water to bounce on my balance pole. The water was acting as a cushion so Kali couldn't get as much penetration as she wanted so she let go and swam to the shallow end, wiggling her butt as she climbed out. I was behind her in seconds and she folded to her knees on the recliner lounge and I quickly re-inserted my dick in her hot spot.

I was glad the neighbours were not at home, or the girls, because Kali must not have had a good seeing too in a long time. I pushed and with little effort, I had her fully impaled on my erect dick. I could see she loved it even as her head trashed about, and her eyes had a wild stare. Lips pulled back from her teeth Kali pleaded, begged and out-right swore for me to fuck her and was not backward in coming forward as to how she wanted it.

I pulled out, flipped her on her back and dove back in before she had a chance to cool down a fraction. I pummelled her pussy, pistoning my dick into her slick sex slide. Kali wrapped her legs behind my back and locked her ankles to prevent me getting out again. She shrieked, like all the girls did when excited, as I pumped myself into her, sweat streaming down my brow and off the end of my nose. Her enthusiasm only served to excite me more, as I pounded her into the recliner.

Youthful exuberance, 40 next to 60 is young, might be keeping Kali going but two frantic sex session in 24 hours was a bit more than I could handle and before I had gotten her off properly I was shooting my aged sperm into her while bellowing like a bull moose. My get up and go, got up and went and I was left face down covering Kali like a wrinkled quilt. It was after several minutes of deep breathing before I could talk to her.

I stood, taking her hand; dragged Kali up and in silence pulled her along into the house. We went to the en-suite off the main bedroom and had a slow, sensual shower. I stood behind Kali, as the water washed over us, and reached around her to soap her breasts. She melted into my arms as I ran my soap smooth hands over her body. Her breasts were a little saggy and large but to me they felt like water filled balloons. I lifted each to soap underneath and then let them slide from my hand.

She turned towards me and kissed me deep and passionately. I soaped her back and butt while we kissed. Long, slow sweeps of my hands across her body feeling every inch of her silky skin. Kali moved her hip at an angle and I knew instinctively what she meant. My roaming hand slid between us and I massaged soap into her tangle of pubic hair.

Hitting just the right spot sent a shudder through her and I realised she still had not gotten off properly. I killed the shower and wrapped Kali in an extra large bath towel. I patted off any excess water and carried her to the bed. I gently lay her on the bed and she unfolded to towel and then her body opened like an exquisite flower. I got between her legs and with little angel kisses I began to explore Kali in the most intimate of ways. The perfume of the soap mingled with her own sexual aroma and I drew several lungfuls of this amazing fragrance into my nose, holding each breath as if it may be my last.

Now my finger and tongue worked as a tag team as I penetrated the folds of her womanhood. Kali oohed and ahhed as I prodded, probed, licked and kissed my way up and down her slit. One slippery finger played with her butt hole and her back arched off the bed. Kali was humping her pubis into my face allowing finger and tongue to get deeper into the action.

Raising my eyes to look at her body I could see Kali was working on her boobs. Rolling and folding them like bread dough with the occasional tweak of her nipples. Even after all these years it is still an erotic turn-on the watch a woman getting herself worked up and that is exactly what it was doing to me. I positioned my dick at her vaginal opening and slid in again. This time I took it long and steady, the gun might be hot but the bullets were slow to reload. This gave me the opportunity to suckle on her boobs. Pumped with her fired up blood they were round and hard as Kali lay on her back and let me make love to her.

Long, slow love as I smothered her face and neck with kisses. Nibbling on her ear as her head rocked from side to side. My hands were absorbing every contour of her body as we built up steam to a shuddering orgasm. Kali was bucking me, her body seeking a release for her pent up passion, until she finally peeked, screaming to the Lord for the satisfaction she had received.

Time drifted away as we lay together in our sex-induced stupor. Neither of us said a word for a long time we just listened to each other's contented breathing. I don't know how long we had slept for but by the fading light around the curtains it must be well into the afternoon. I woke my sleeping beauty with a kiss and suggested we get dressed before the girls get back. I picked up shorts and a t from the chair in the room as Kali's naked derriere disappeared out the door. With prefect timing we were seated by the pool with a drink in our hands as the girls came in.

They were at first surprised to see Kali there but were soon talking as one about their day at the beach. It was then that I noticed Kali's wet panties were still poolside. Deflecting the girls into the house to put all their dirty beach stuff in the wash I sprinted to the panties and with a smooth underarm throw had them back to Kali before the girls returned. Kali and Kimi left and the girls quizzed me about her being here. I told them it was a polite visit to thank me for looking after Kimi during last night’s storm. I changed the subject to last nights concert and what time they got home, this had the desired effect of stopping them talking so I suggested dinner and headed to the kitchen to whip something up.

Next morning Kira and Kara slept late so I went out for coffee, and this was totally unplanned, but I ran into Kali at the cafe. She was there with another man but happily waved me over to join them. His name was Phil, I had expected Ken, and he was from the local council and supervised the local community centre. Kali it seemed helped out there and involved me in the story of old computers they had and how she and Ken, sorry Phil, were trying to raise funds to get newer machines for the seniors to use. This was going to take up a lot of Kali's spare time so I wasn't going to be able to see her for the next few days.

Phil was apologetic about the local council not being able to kick in more funding but it was nearly the end of the budget period. He also told Kali he had a layout for some ideas at the centre if she wanted to come back with him. I asked to borrow a phone and while I waited for my coffee to arrive I wheeled and dealed my magic on some former employees and tah dah I had got the centre six, top of the line PC's, a network server and high speed, wireless internet connection, all arriving on Friday along with a posse of PR, media and techs and all for the budget price of nothing. Kali was nearly wetting herself with excitement but Phil just gave me the evil eye and the most insincere smile any politician had ever used.

After a rather limp handshake Phil departed and left Kali and I alone to finish our coffee. Kali had a gleam in her eye when we left and offered me a ride home, considering the ever-present heat. Kali turned left from the car park and not right which was the direction to my son’s house. We drove in silence for a few minutes until she turned into a tree-lined driveway. This was her house and she invited me in for a moment. As soon as we were in the door she was all over me kissing my face and running her hand across the front of my pants.

I have to say that all the sex I was getting was now starting to take its toll on me. While I was enjoying the attention from Kali my dick was slow off the block and not racing to full size as fast as it had been. Kali moved away and told me to stay, like a well-trained puppy. She went to the kitchen and I had a look around the house. In minutes she was back with two glasses of wine to celebrate my successful dealing for the computers.

Kali was dressed like thousands of office women do every day, mid length grey skirt and matching blazer over a white t-shirt with low-heeled black shoes. Now Kali's skirt had a nice slit in the side that gave a good view of her leg as she walked. As we sipped our wine I slid my hand into the slit and ran it up her thigh. It wasn't a t-shirt but a very figure hugging body suit and I ran a finger down the leg line till I met the snaps between her legs. My hand covered her mound and I could see a ruddy flush pinking her face as we looked at each other over our wine glasses.

Then the unmistakeable sound of a key into a lock broke our tension and we were standing like normal adults as Kimi rounded the corner and saw us there. She looked from one of us to the other and back but Kali jumped in with the explanation before Kimi could ask any awkward questions. Then Kali's mobile rang and she was off answering questions about the computers I just stood and looked at Kimi. She come over and gave me a feather light kiss and a thank you before heading upstairs.

Kali came back with an apologetic look on her face and it seems the whole deal with the computers was about to become a media circus and she had to get to the community centre and wanted me along. We drove in silence for several minutes to the community centre but when we arrived the place was bustling with activity. It seems "my people" had gotten onto the job as soon as I had closed the phone and now there were all sorts of workmen getting the small room for the computers enlarged and fitted out in advance of the arrival of the machines.

Phil was lording over the whole proceedings and did not look happy at my sudden arrival but I played the bigger man and gratefully acknowledged his essential role in the deal, I had used his phone. A politician in a good spotlight is as happy as a pig in mud and Phil soaked up every accolade that was thrown his way. Kali told me that Phil had been trying to get into her pants for months and that was why he was dragging out the work from the start. I said I must be very lucky because I got in in next to no time but Kali countered with the fact that she now had the PC’s.

The next few days were a swirl of activity as the local newspapers, radio and TV clamoured for interviews with any of the three of us. Phil wanted blanket coverage but did not want to appear to be pushing himself as the sole contributor to this circus. Politicians are so good at pulling you in while holding you back it almost seems like they are doing you the favour. Even Kira, Kara and Kimi got into the spirit of the event by painting and hanging some banners. Being even a slightly newsworthy story also bought out some of the towns B list celebrities and sporting personalities to offer their words of encouragement and the squeals of delight from the girls informed me whenever one arrived.

The big day arrived and city dignitaries were out in force basking in the glow of a happy public. My old boss stopped by and collected myself, Kali and the girls in his private limo and whisked us to the community centre. We had talked on the phone but he now appeared to be holding something back and kept the conversation moving around. It was a frenzy of lights, cameras and action when we arrived. Hand shakes all-round, before a bevy of speeches and finally the official ribbon cutting.

I was so relaxed in the moment I almost failed to hear that I was being appointed liaison officer and tech support supervisor for the project for at least the first year. This elicited a host of squeals from the girls and a hug from Kali as my old boss welcomed me back onto the payroll. I stood totally flabbergasted as everyone made their way to the refreshments. Eventually I was able to discuss the situation and was informed that the deal was off if I backed out now but funding would be available as long as I hung around.

Kali took my hand and lead me out to the limo, she was dressed in a similar outfit as she had worn the other day except that it was black and the bodysuit had a lacey panel across the front. I could see enough breast to hold my interest. We got in the limo and before I was seated it moved off. Kali launched herself at me and knocked me flat onto the floor. She smothered me with kisses while trying to undo my belt and trousers. It had actually been a few days since I had any sex so I was ready to go and my hand found its own way under her skirt to pop the clips open on her bodysuit.

My fingers slid into her moist snatch and her moans of pleasure filled the cabin of the limo. As soon as Kali had my dick out of my trousers it disappeared into her mouth. She leaned down and took just the head of my dick into her mouth. It felt so soft and warm the way she worked her mouth up and down my dick. Kali massaged that little space between balls and ass hole with her finger. I had never felt such intense pleasure as this before and it was driving me wild. I tried to concentrate on working her pussy into frothy foam as I plunged three fingers into her like an extra dick. 

I was not sure how much longer I could hold off cumming as I had always prided myself on doing. Before my balls exploded and I wasted a full load I pulled her up away from my dick. I was flat on my back feeling every bump on the road as Kali lifted herself up and squatted down on my dick. It went in to the most velvety pussy I had ever been in. I was in just deep enough so that the head of my cock was rubbing up inside her but not deep enough to hurt her. She was rocking and bouncing on my dick.

None of my dreams or fantasies came anywhere close to this reality as I continued to fuck my dick hard and deep into Kali's pussy. I had a swollen breast in either hand and tweaked one then the other of her stiff and enlarged nipples, causing her to hump harder and cry out even more. Kali's body arched and she screamed loudly as she rode my dick to an intense orgasm. Then I felt the beginning of the surge as a cascade of fresh, hot cum blasted up my dick from my tightening balls, spewing forth and deep into her pussy, and I kept on cumming, and cumming until Kali shuddered with an almost violent orgasm. I kept pumping and then we were kissing again, hot and passionate, our tongues doing mad pirouettes that fanned fires in our bodies.

By the time the limo returned us to the community centre we were once again dressed in a very proper fashion. My boss walked to the car and told me to enjoy the perks of my new position. The party was winding down and everyone was moving off and all this would soon be just yesterday’s news. I collected all of my girls and we caught a cab home for an afternoon in the pool and a bar-b-cue for an easy evening meal.

Once my son arrived back from his working holiday I went home and fixed up my business there before coming back to take up my position at the community centre. Kali had lots of ideas on how to set up and use the machines and we were soon running classes for just about anyone in the community. I moved in with Kali, as she is now pregnant with our baby, and life is good.

I did finally tell Kali about my night with Kimi and she laughed and said she had known all the time. Kimi had told her everything and she decided that if sex with me could make Kimi forget her fear of storms maybe if she had sex with me it would rid her of her fear of living out her days alone.

It's times like this that put the grand into being a Grandpa.

"Well... you see, the author of this story decided to make a small section at the front for several reasons,"  Sera explained as she played with one of her dreadlocks.  She faced the unseen audience and continued,  "One is to show off any small-time gags that may not fit into the storyline.  If you read manga, you might remember some of them having small sections at the front, back, or between chapters.  This small section is basically copying that."

"Um... are you feeling alright?  Who exactly are you talking to?" Sandra asked as she tried to look into the direction Sera was facing.  Unfortunately for her, she wasn't able to see the unseen readers who were looking back at her.  "What do you mean by 'author' and 'story'?  We're not fictional characters."

"Poor girl, you must still be in denial," Sera wrapped her arms around her bewildered companion.  With her face nestled in Sandra's neck and her right hand stroking Sandra's hair, the blonde said, "Don't worry, things will get easier once you accept it."

"Wha... wha... what are you doing?" Sandra blushed furiously as she tried to push the blonde girl off of her.  Unfortunately, she couldn't even move her arms let alone push the other girl away.

"Another reason why this section exist is in case plot takes up more time than sex," Sera continued as she flicked her pink tongue against her new victim's earlobe.  It was almost as if she were the snake who caught a rabbit who was too out of it to notice anything until it was too late.  Sandra could only close her eyes  and moan with pleasure as she felt experienced and flexible fingers dance along her left breast.

"I... I still... don't under-" Sandra breathed heavily as her blood began to boil with pleasure.  She wasn't sure why, yet it happened anyway.  Her heart was pumping and her adrenaline level was through the roof.

"Anyway, we've taken up far too much time," Sera announced as she released her prey and faced the unseen audience again.  With a cheerful look on her face and her seductive expression hidden, she continued, "It's about time we started up the story, which is pretty much the reason why you're here, right?"

"Wai... wait a minute, that's it?" Sandra shouted hysterically as she sat up on the floor.  Apparently, her legs lost their strength and turned into jello when Sera licked her ear.  A look of disappointment and anger crossed her face as she looked up at the blonde.  "How... what..."

"Don't worry, you'll be getting plenty of action once you're introduced," Sera giggled as she patted her prey on the hand.  She licked her lips in anticipation at the thought of Sandra down on her knees and licking pussy.  "I hope you like it up the ass."

"Wait... what?" Sandra's face went white with fear.

"You'll see," Sera giggled.

*****

"I can't be late this time," Thirteen muttered as he walked to school with his backpack slung over his right shoulder.  The autumn wind carried several brightly coloured leaves through the air before scrapping them along the ground.  The young man watched with lightless eyes as the leaves made a circle with their movements.  He stopped and stood there, thinking about what happened yesterday.

Images of Sera flashed in his mind's eye as he remembered the events that took place.  His classmate, Trent was hiding in his locker when Thirteen first met him.  After that, the two of them explored the school's hidden tunnels together.  No... things began even before that.  It all started when he heard that strange voice in his head during homeroom.  It turned out the message wasn't for him, but rather...

"Huh?  Ack!  I'm late!" Thirteen exclaimed as soon as he looked down at his watch.  He quickly ran down the sidewalk to get to school as quickly as possible.  After a few minutes, he turned around and ran in the opposite direction for he remembered he already passed Windroy Twelve Forrest High several minutes ago.

Title: WTF High's School Defense Force - Lesson II
Class: 4D
Room: 104
[i]Isn't a female Demon Hunter called a Demon Huntress?  Demoness Huntress?  Er... Demon(ess) Huntress?[/i]

"Leafy, you're late!  Again!"  Mr. Smith shouted angrily as soon as Thirteen, now Leafy, stepped into the classroom.  The irritated teacher marked the late student before continuing down the attendance sheet.

"Uh... okay..." Leafy blinked in confusion, then took his seat behind Monica.  As soon as he did, he noticed someone familiar in the seat next to him.

"Hey, what's up, Leafy?" Trent grinned as he clasped a hand on Leafy's shoulder.

"Please don't call me that," Leafy muttered as he rested his head against the top of the desk and away from his new friend.  As soon as he did, he slowly drifted off into a deep sleep.

"Monica Kurenai," Mr. Smith called out without looking up from the attendance sheet.

"Here," Monica replied as she raised her hand to indicate that she was present.  As soon as she dropped her hand, she slumped into her seat and started wondering about yesterday.  Her thoughts turned to Leafy and the connection between him and Sera.  Sera... for some reason, that girl bothered Monica more than anyone else in the classroom... and there were many people who bothered her.

There was that strange student with the completely concealing black robes in the back of the room.  There was also a kid with metal antennae sticking out of his head and a girl with white eyes.  There was a guy wearing black who had the eyes of someone who killed before.  There was Leafy's friend, Trent, who skipped class yesterday to explore a secret tunnel.  Maybe it was just her imagination, but she felt as if homeroom 4D was more than it seemed.

As Mr. Smith started the lesson, the young Japanese girl looked up at the ceiling.  Since the teacher was only looking forward, most of the students didn't pay attention.  Monica didn't notice for she too started to have her attention wane with time...

*****

One day ago...

"Excuse me, are you okay? You had been standing there for ten minutes," Monica snapped her fingers in front of Leafy's face. Her locker just happened to be right next to Leafy's.

"Huh? Oh... right... sorry, just thinking about something," Leafy apologized with a flustered look on his face. The two of them happened to have a couple classes together besides homeroom, so they got a couple chances to talk to each other. At first Leafy wondered if the strange voice from homeroom came from Monica since she sat in front of him. Since the strange voice did not match Monica's, he threw that idea out the window.

"There's no need to apologize, but you should hurry up. They're closing the school in a few minutes," Monica warned as she gathered her books into her bag and walked away. As she did, a look of concern crossed her face as her eyes shifted to the side. She muttered to herself, "Strange..."

"What? Already?" Leafy asked with a look of suspicion on his face. Suddenly, a stab of fear went through his body. He really, really, really wanted to check out the girl's locker room, but he knew the reason for it was too ridiculous to consider it. He wondered why he was so tempted and pondered on the thought that perhaps there was something wrong with him.

Meanwhile, Monica had just reached the front doors of the school entrance.  The front hall of the school was pretty big for the ceiling was two floors up.  Two large trophy cases that were also two floors high were on either side of the eight main doors.  She reached out with both hands and grabbed hold of one of the door's horizontal handles.

[i]ZZZZAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP!!![/i]

"Aaaaahhhhhh!" Monica shrieked as she felt several volts of electricity pass through her hands.  The shock was enough to send her head spinning and her adrenaline pumping.  She staggered backwards away from the doors and immediately looked around with a dangerous glare in her eyes.  She whirled around and came face to face with the one responsible for the stunt just now.

"Heh... magical wards are pretty useful, don't you think?" An arrogant voice belonging to a female student snickered.  The owner of the voice had yet to reveal herself, but that was all the more reason to be on guard.  Judging from the sound of the voice, the attacker couldn't had been any older than... say... a college student.  Monica continued scanning the large front hall for the enemy, but was unable to see in the darkness.  What was more... her vision was starting to fade on her.

The hidden enemy smirked as she watched her prey from a distance.  She licked her lips as she watched Monica stagger about in search for the one responsible.  The ward she used had enough power to temporarily send a normal person into paralysis in only seconds.

It was a zapper ward, which was a piece of paper placed on one side of a door.  Anyone who touched the other side of the door would temporarily lose all control of their muscles in seconds.  The victim would lose their vision and voice as well, but they'd still be able to hear and feel.  They would be completely aware of their situation, but wouldn't be able to do a thing about it.  If Monica were a normal person, she would had already been lying down on the floor completely helpless and at the mercy of her captor.  However, Monica was not a normal person.

"Motoko 'Monica' Kurenai, fourth disciple of the Double-Sword Devil-Slayer,"  The voice continued to taunt her prey.  "One of the few practitioners of the Shin Onitsurugi-Ryuu style of kenjutsu at the advanced level.  You're also that bitch, Sanae's kohai."

"Wh-where... show... y-y-your..." Monica managed to rasp out as she managed to stand up straight.  She stood completely motionless in one spot with her arms up and ready.  She closed her eyes and decided to concentrate on fighting back the effects of the initial shock first.

Suddenly, Monica felt a presence behind her, but made no sudden movements.  She felt two fingers dig into her right collarbone and warm breath on her neck.  The mysterious voice hissed into the semi-paralyzed girl's left ear.  "There's no need to fight it.  Just relax and let go of yourself.  I promise you'll enjoy it."

"*Sh-shut the f-fuck up,*" Monica growled in Japanese as she jerked forward and slapped the back of her right wrist against the hand that was on her shoulder.  As she spun around, she thrust her fingers towards her opponent's throat while her hand was in the shape for chopping.

"Aw... too bad you missed," The mysterious attacker smirked maliciously once she moved her head back and out of the way of the sudden strike.  As soon as she did, her face was visible for Monica to see.  The attacker had long brown hair with pink bangs and red string around each long side-burn.  Her eyes were hidden behind a pair of silver-framed sunglasses and the bottom half of her face was hidden behind a metal mask.  She also wore a dark jacket and what appeared to be rubber pants.

The masked assailant pressed her fist up against her chest and prepared to shoulder her victim onto the floor.  Unfortunately for her, she was not fast enough.  Before she knew it, Monica's initial strike became a chopping motion towards the throat.  Naturally, the attacker moved out of the way and raised her hands to defend herself.  However, she failed to notice the low left kick towards the back of her right knee.  Suffice to say, the combination was enough to knock her off balance.

"Ack..." Monica found herself stumbling after her retaliation and also lost her balance.  She started hopping on her right foot, but could not maintain control over her muscles long enough to balance herself.  It only took a couple seconds before she also found herself lying on the school floor.

"Grr... stupid bitch," The female attacker growled as she cautiously got to her feet.  She was careless and underestimated her opponent because she felt secured after the zapper trap worked.  She believed that Monica was already helpless and in her hands even if the Japanese girl was able to somehow resist the zapper's effects.  She wasn't about to make the same mistake twice.

Monica felt the effects of the zapper ward begin to subside and her vision became a bit clearer.  She felt a bit sluggish, as if she just endured hours of harsh training.  That was fine by her... she was used to fighting after enduring hours of harsh training.

"Hmph, you just got lucky, that's all," The attacker growled as she took out a stun-gun from an inner-pocket of her jacket.  The masked woman stood up with the gun held threateningly at the girl.

In the blink of an eye, the stun-gun was knocked out of the assailant's hand.  Monica used her right hand to chop at the opponent's wrist while her left hand slapped the back of the hand holding the gun.  As the masked woman's eyes followed her gun, her prey pressed on to attack.  Right before the gun hit the floor, Monica's right foot snapped up into a round-house kick towards the left waist.

[i]ZZZZAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPP!!![/i]

"....."  Monica opened her mouth to scream, but nothing came out.  It was the exact same kind of feeling she experienced when she tried to leave the school through the front doors.  She staggered backwards and while trying to collect herself, but immediately lost her balance.  Adrenaline was pumping through the veins and her heart pounded faster than ever, but nothing made her muscle work.

"You're not getting off that easily," The masked woman smirked as she caught her victim before the stunned girl hit the floor.  She wrapped her arms around the Japanese girl and gave her the bear-hug of death.  With strong arms, she hugged Monica and refused to let go as volts of electricity came out of her body.

[i]Kuso... *Damnit*,[/i] Monica thought to herself as darkness slowly took over her vision.  She could feel the specialized electricity course painfully through her body as her limbs went limp from the zapping, the pain, and from exhaustion.  For some strange reason, her hearing and olfactory senses started going crazy.  She swore she could smell honey and she fell to the floor with a painful smash.

"Heh... I can see why you caught her eye,"  The attacker grinned devilishly behind her mask as she stood over her prize.  She shed her jacket to reveal that she was wearing a full-body rubber-suit.

Everything from the chin-down was covered with black rubber including her hands and feet.  The skin-tight uniform revealed an athletically attractive body.  Her stomach was as flat as a board and her legs looked shapely and strong.  The only regret any straight man, lesbian, or bisexual would feel after seeing such an image was that the actual skin was hidden.

On her back and on her front were four long pieces of paper with strange symbols arranged into the shape of crosses.  Apparently, zapper wards don't just work on doors.  "I didn't expect you to knock out my gun, so it's a good thing you aimed for my waist and not my face."

"K-kuso..." Monica grunted as she desperately reached out with a trembling hand.  As soon as she touched the rubber skin around her opponent's ankle, her hand dropped to the floor.  She was stopped by the stun-gun that was back in her captive's hands.  Due to the effects of the zapper ward, she was still conscious and breathing.

"After all that you can still move?  These zapper wards aren't as strong as I thought they'd be," The masked woman remarked as she grabbed the fallen girl by the hair.  She pulled down her mask and forced open her victim's mouth.  She hawked up and spit into the helpless girl's exposed throat.  Monica could do nothing but swallow the spit or suffocate from having her windpipe blocked.

"Now that I've a closer look, you're a hot-looking thing, aren't you?  I wish I could play around with you some more, but I've got a job to do,"  The attacker smirked as she started removing her victim's clothes.

Monica felt the smooth material of the rubber uniform rub up against her face.  The wards must've been either deactivated for taken off since she didn't feel anymore shocks.  She tried to resist when her panties were taken off, but she couldn't even move her fingers much less retaliate.  A chill went up her spine when she felt hands groping her breasts.  She couldn't even shiver in response.

"Mmm... I'd love to make such a cutie like you my sex slave," The masked woman trailed the tip of her tongue along the helpless girl's collarbone while her index fingers and thumb twisted the exposed nipples.  Monica couldn't even moan in pleasure... moan in pleasure?  To her horror, the Japanese girl found herself enjoying the attention that her erect nipples were receiving.  She could even feel her pussy getting wet from all the excitement!

"Well someone seems to be enjoying this," The rubber-clad woman giggled as her finger slipped into her captive's pussy.  She lifted her finger and brought it under Monica's nose as her tongue danced along the side of the paralyzed girl's neck.  "You know... I just might make you my slave anyway.  We'll have sooooo much fun together.  In only a couple days I'll have you reduced to the submissive bitch you were meant to be."

[i]Glint...[/i]

"Hmm?"  The rubber-clad attacker noticed something yellow in the corner of her eye.  Before she knew what hit her, her head snapped to the side and her eyes rolled over into the back of her head.  She fell onto the floor with the paralyzed Japanese girl in her arms.

"Sorry girl, but she's mine," Sera smirked as she stood over the fallen girls with her hands folded behind her back.  Her eyes trailed over to the front doors and she told herself, "Hmm... better not mess with those.  They'll wear out by morning... probably."

*****

The next day...

"So, who do you think would win, Batman or Superman?"  Trent asked as he held his can of pop over his head with one hand and a pocket knife with the other.  He was crouching on the seat of a chair at a table in the cafeteria with a small pyramid of pop cans in front of him.  Other people sitting at the table included Monica and Leafy, formerly known as thirteen.  The kid with the metal antennae, who introduced himself as Kenny, and a girl named Io were also sitting at the table.

"Superman," Kenny replied as he took a bite out of a tuna sandwich.  If you ignored the metal antennae, he looked like any other student at WTF High.  He had on a red cap worn backwards, short black hair, and freckles all over his face.

"Wait, which versions are we talking about here?"  Io asked hurriedly.  She had the appearance of a middle school student despite being a high school senior.  She had short auburn hair and green eyes.  "Original, retro, JLA, Golden-years, emerald-world, or new-age?"

"Does it matter?  Batman's just human, right?"  Kenny pointed out.

"Original for both," Trent answered as he poked a hole in his can of pop.  He opened his mouth and allowed the resulting stream of coke to pour down his throat.

"The original Superman was Canadian," Leafy said while pointing upwards.  His other hand was cupping his elbow.  "I think Batman would win."

"Why?  Cause Superman's Canadian?"  Kenny asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No, cause Batman has kryptonite and therefore will always win," Leafy replied.  "Why would you think Superman being Canadian had anything to do with him winning or not?"

"Superman's weakness in Emerald world is radioactive marshmallow," Trent grinned as soon as he was finished drinking his can of pop.  "Ah... the 2010s... crazy times."

"Excuse me, may we sit here?" Everyone's attention shifted towards the owner of the new voice.  Sera smiled sweetly at everyone else as she stood with her tray of food in hand.  Linda was standing behind Sera while looking as though she were interested in the mashed potatoes she had bought for lunch.  Both Leafy and Monica looked equally interested in their food and refused to look back up at Sera.  Both of them had flushed looks on their faces.

"Sure!  The more the merrier!"  Trent exclaimed with a happy look on his face.  "Plenty of seats at this table, anyway."

"Thank you," Sera replied as she took a seat while motioning for Linda to follow suit.  "By the way, did you boys enjoy the show last night?"

"We sure did," Trent grinned as he grabbed another can of pop from the small pyramid in front of him.  As soon as Sera's question was asked, Leafy sprayed coke all over the table while Monica's face went redder.  Trent immediately followed up with his own question, "Who's faster, Superman or Flash?"

*****

One day ago...

"Ugh..."  Monica groaned as she slowly came about.  She lifted her head and her field of vision started coming back into focus.  The muscles in her arms, legs, neck, and pretty much everywhere else were sore from exhaustion and pain.  It took her a few seconds before she realized that she was in the locker room.  The first person she noticed was one of her classmates, Linda.  Linda, without any clothes on, was kneeling on the floor submissively with her head down and her hands behind her back.  Behind Linda was another of her classmates, Sera Spykes, who was also not wearing any clothes.

Her eyes widened and her brain immediately became alert as she recalled the past events.  That mysterious masked woman almost had her, but she was... saved by Sera?  No... Sera knocked her out with some kind of sleeping spell right after that.  Sera said that Monica was hers, so did her alleged saviour intend to own her?  No... she didn't want to become a slave... that's not what she wanted!

The Japanese girl tried to move her arms and legs, but to no avail for her wrists and ankles were tied with thick white scarves.  She was hanging approximately one foot from the floor with her wrists above her head.  Her ankles were tied together with one scarf while her wrists were tied to the long scarf she was dangling from.  The scarf her wrists were attached to appeared to thread through some invisible pulley before ending tied up to the leg of one of the benches.

"It's no use trying to resist.  Those scarves by themselves are stronger than steel even without my spells," Sera smirked with her arms crossed in front of herself.  She licked her lips and eyed the prize in front of her with predatory intent in her serpent-like eyes.  The slits that were her pupils bore deep into the pale and soft flesh of the bounded Japanese girl.  Her tongue flicked in and out of her mouth like a snake tasting its caught prey.

"Let me go or else," Monica threatened as she stopped her struggling long enough for her eyes to meet Sera's.  She refused to look like some deer caught in headlights just waiting to die.  Her sharp brown eyes met Sera's predatory gaze like two swords crossing for the first time.  Neither the proud serpent nor the cornered wolf were willing to be the first to back down.

"Now is that anyway to treat the person who saved your life, Moto-chan?"  Sera asked with an obviously fake hurt look on her face.  Her devilish grin returned as she cupped a finger under Monica's chin.  The tip of her polished nail trailed along the surface of the bounded girl's throat.  Monica held her breathe and kept herself from gulping as her eyes stayed on Sera's.  Sera withdrew her finger and backed away with what looked to be a satisfied look on her face.

"You... you tied me up," Monica replied as soon as she found her voice again.  "And don't call me Moto-chan."

"Oh, by the way, go ahead and speak Japanese if you want.  I'll understand what you're saying," Sera said as she turned around and waved her hand in a dismissive manner.  She walked away towards the row of lockers on the far end of the locker room.

"*Damn mother-fucking bitch!  Lemme outta these shitty scarves or Ah'll ice ya fucking punk-ass!*"  Monica growled angrily in Japanese as she continued struggling with her bounds.  "*Think yer something damn special cause ya got me all tied up?  'Fraid tah fucking face me one-on-one?  Damn slut better watch yerself or a blade'll go down yer cock-suckin' throat!*"

"Well... I certainly didn't expect that," Sera closed her eyes and chuckled in response to the foreign profanity.  She took hold of one of the locker doors and swung the locker open revealing a knocked-out Leafy/Thirteen.  The passed out teen fell forth and dropped on his side against the floor.  He appeared to be to out of it to notice any pain that he might had felt had he been awake.

"Thirteen... Thirteen!  Wake up!  Wake up, Thirteen!"  Monica cried out as soon as she recognized the face of her new friend.  She struggled harder against her bonds and the look of the fierce warrior vanished from her face.  She glared at Sera and demanded, "What did you do to him?  Tell me!"

"He won't be hearing you anytime soon, Moto-chan," Sera smirked as she stepped gingerly over Thirteen's body.  She made her way to the next locker and opened that door to reveal a familiar-looking katana.  She picked up the katana and held it out for Monica to see.  It was a shinken sword made for battou-jutsu and iai-jutsu.  "This is a very nice sword you have here.  A gift from a friend?"

"*Wha... get yer filthy hand off my sword!*"  Monica shouted angrily.  "*How the hell did ya get that?  Fucking thief!*"

"Tell me something, do you often play with this?"  Sera asked as she held the hilt of the sword under her nose.  She sniffed along the black handle before flicking the tip of her tongue against the handguard.  "The smell of your girl juice is all over the sword.  Even the blade?  My... someone likes to play dangerously."

"*I...*"  Monica wasn't sure how to reply and her struggling stopped.  Her face went red with embarrassment and her will was beginning to weaken.  Even in this sort of humiliated state, she managed to get some words out, "*It's none of your business what I do, ya got that?*"

"I'll take that as a yes," Sera smiled seductively as she unsheathed the sword while approaching the bound Japanese girl again.  She stared admiringly at the fine craftsmanship put into the forging of the blade.  She lowered the tip of the blade and pressed it against the inner part of Monica's ankles, just above the scarves.

"*If yer gonna kill me, just do it.  Kill me so that Ah can haunt ya as a ghost fer all eternity,*" Monica growled as she suppressed a gasp of pleasure.  It was humiliating and horrifying for she found herself getting excited from all the tension in the air.  It was hard to admit to herself that she was getting wet from being naked and vulnerable in front of her more dominant classmate.

"Do you honestly believe you can defeat me in a one-on-one fight, Moto-chan?"  Sera asked as she slowly drew the blade upwards along the inner part her captive's legs.  The cold metal of the samurai sword pressed lightly against the fleshy skin before stopping right below the pussy.

Monica breathed deeply as the sword stayed in that position for a few seconds.  It was as if time stood still for the both of them as they stared into each other's eyes.  The Japanese girl's fierce and determined eyes returned as soon as eye contact was re-established.  Sera had to admit to herself that she had not met sharper eyes in centuries with the exception of her parents.  Although she was in the superior position, she held deep respect for her captive.

"Linda dear, please take Mr. Berserker and wait for me outside of this locker room," Sera said as her face softened and her eyes closed.  She relaxed her grip on the shinken and appeared much calmer than before.  For some reason, that was enough to disperse the tension in the air.

"Yes Mistress," Linda nodded before grabbing Thirteen by the wrists and dragging him out of the locker room.

"Something strange is going on in this school and I don't like it," Sera explained as she withdrew the shinken and sheathed the blade.  She held the sword out horizontally in front of Monica's face and continued with her words, "It would be best if we were on the same side.  However, I was not sure whether or not you were strong enough to be my ally.  If you still want to fight, then let's fight.  I'll consider it the last test of your abilities."

With that, the scarf that Monica was hanging from fell from its invisible pulley and loosened its grip around the confused girl's wrists.  The scarf from the ankles also loosened up and allowed the Japanese girl to land on her feet properly.  She planted the palm of her left hand against the floor, then rose to her feet.  Her eyes narrowed in anger and rage at the other girl in front of her.

"*Who the hell do you think you are?*"  Monica screamed as she furiously snatched back her sword by the sheath right next to the handguard.  She kicked out with a left side-kick while twisting her shinken out of Sera's grasp.  When she felt nothing but air, she continued whirling around in a clock-wise rotation and unsheathed her blade at the same time.

"I'm Sera, the daughter of the Feng the Snake King and Huang the Vixen Illusionist," Sera replied with pride evident in her voice.  Her hands made semi-circular motions with her hands moving inwards and upwards.  At the same time, her scarves flew upwards and crossed each other to block the horizontal slash towards her neck.  "Who the hell are you?"

[i]Ping![/i]

"*I'm Motoko Kurenai, fourth disciple of the Double-Sword Devil-Slayer,*" Motoko shot back with gritted teeth bared at her opponent.  She could not believe it, but she was still getting excited!  The thought of fighting nakedly against this stronger foe was getting her aroused.  Her heart was racing and adrenaline was reintroduced into her veins once more.  She was going to have the time of her life.

 

“What’s a matter white boy? Ain’t you never seen a black woman before or are you just trawling for Tuna!?” Yolanda said as she laughed out loud while alternating glances from my penis to my face. A smug smile beamed from her face, as she was somewhat pleased with herself for setting a white boy so completely back on his heels.

 

“I yah… Err I…” I stammered as Yolanda walked closed and took my cup from my slacking grip. Her scent was so very fertile smelling precum just kept leaking, no more like streaming out and oozing down my thigh. I wanted to stick my nose in her hairy armpit and take in a long deep quaffing breath and then kneel and smell her pussy right there, a drool slipped out as I started to speak.

 

“Come on now spit it out!” She urged than gulped the last of my coffee.

 

I took in a few deep breaths and got a grip on myself and answered, “I’ve seen lots of black women just none as beautiful as you and I have never fallen in love at first sight with a woman; black or white, or any other color before.” I gave a quick tug to my pants and my throbbing member popped straight up easing my discomfort. Fortunately he was still covered by my shirt as he reached past my belly button and my girth made him very noticeable, even when dressed. I watched her nipples growing and turning hard while I adjusted my penis. I could see every ridge and bump under her shear top.

 

“Did you get that thing adjusted okay?” She asked with a chuckle inquiring further her face really beaming now, “You wet your pants?”

 

“Oh yea he is straightened up and yes I soaked my thighs! Would you like to sit for a little while and talk?” I asked in a firm voice trying to change the subject after gaining a little control of my faculties.

 

“Sure I got the time. You buying? But you should know right off I never do anything on the first date not even hold hands or kiss no matter how I feel about them.” Yolanda alluringly answered as she smiled a very saucy smile.

 

“Yea I’m buying and I wouldn’t have it any other way. What would you like to drink?” I asked as we turned and sat down on two of the six stools. Her scent was over powering as it hung in the air, and I couldn’t help feeling like a very close friendship was about to start. The hot sticky day just seemed to turn comfortably warm, as I watched the beads of sweat forming in her armpits hang on her shinny black hairs and then slide under her top forming a big wet stain it was then I knew she was as hot for me as I was for her.

 

I use to argue with myself that it was just a black and white thing which makes me sound like a bigot or something, but no as time went on we started seeing a lot more of each other, and taking turns staying over at each other’s place. I learned that she was going to be the boss; that she was more bi than hetero, that she had a female lover named Sandy, and that they both were into bestiality.

 

They shared everything from pets to lovers; I was really fine with all that, I just wanted to spend time any time she wanted to share, and be anything she wanted me to be. When we started making love I found that she had a vast chasm between her legs surrounded by the meatiest bright red with bluish trimmed labia I had ever seen; and the topper was a huge thumb sized pink clitoris covered by a very meaty clitoral hood that would open like a blossom when aroused, and the clitoris would pulsed wildly to the touch especially to the suck. All this was covered with the densest matting of long silky black pubic hairs I had ever seen, I was surprised by how silky they were. As big as her pussy was she could close her vaginal sphincter muscles around my penis, squeezing it tightly, and with her muscles suck my sperm from my belly no matter how hard I fought to keep it in.

 

As time went on I learned I was the first man in a long time to spark her interest and like me it was love at first sight for Yolanda. She even admitted to soaking her panties that day and giving her girlfriend a serious working over that night. We shared all our secrets deep and dark new and old. I was really glad to learn that she wasn’t into whips and chains because I would have gladly submitted to any and all the abuses she wanted to inflict. I found out that she and her friend Sandy didn’t even like toys, as she put it ‘nothing can take the place of a hard, throbbing, sperm squirting cock.’ I was dying to know how her and Sandy scratched each other’s itch if they didn’t use strap-ons or other toys, and I was dying to watch her have sex with an animal; I thought a few times she was going to let me watch Brutis mount her, the way she looked at me when she petted him. I didn’t want to seem nosy so I just figured she would tell me and show me when she was ready. We have a really beautiful relationship and so here we are, now, today…! I am going to share some of my erotic discovery with you!

 

We met at Yolanda’s cottage shortly after noon on Friday; all I knew was that I was in for a surprise. After making small talk some light petting and some innocent roughhousing with Brutus, Yolanda’s year old Basset hound we got into the Bronco and headed into the country. Yolanda said it was about forty miles from her place, to Sandy’s cabin in the woods. While I was driving she would rub my penis till it turned hard and then stop giggling saying that she was just checking; and then do it again a few minutes later after it turned soft. This went on the whole time I was driving my testicles were starting to ache a little and my crotch was getting wet.

 

After we got onto the main road I asked, “What are we going to do out there?”

 

“Surprise the hell out of you, take a look at Sandy’s cabin, and feed her animals make sure all is well, not necessarily in that order.” She purred and squeezed my penis against my thigh.

 

After a half-hour she indicated a narrow dirt road on the right was the turn. After several miles further we turned left on to an even narrower and rougher dirt road. It sure seemed like a lot more than forty miles by the time we came to a clearing the road smoothed out again obviously freshly graded. For all intents and purposes we were at least twenty-five miles maybe more, from any form of civilization, and what looked like a hundred and fifty years back in history from the size of the trees and the outward appearance of the cabin we were approaching. I forgot to check the trip meter when we left so I don’t know how far we went for sure. I noticed some movement in the shadow of a big maple tree behind the cabin as I started to park in the front under the awning.

 

Before I could stop and set the break Yolanda started squirming in her seat, and passionately moaned,  “Oh! Oh there he is!” The inside of the car filled with her scent as her juices soaked her panties.

 

I pulled to a stop near the cabin; her rich scent of arousal had filled the air outside the car as soon as I opened the door. I too saw ‘him,’ a small pony, and asked, “That’s him? ‘The Beast!’ a small horse named, Schlock Holmes?” My stomach fluttered and my penis started tingling as I became aroused as well; just the thought of Yolanda getting so turned on got my blood churning.

 

Yolanda said, “No that isn’t Louis. He is ‘Sherlock…’ Holmes a horse, a mature horse and also a miniature horse, about the size of a Shetland, only better natured not nearly as skittish, or short or squat like a Shetland, just smaller all over…”

 

“You mean like…” I started to quiz.

 

“‘Yes’ as in Sherlock Holmes.” Yolanda interjected adding, “Louis is part Great Dane, part Basset hound, and part Blood hound. How they came up with that combo; well science is wonderful. He is almost as big as Sherlock, and aptly nicknamed, ‘Louis the Beast’.”

 

As we closed the doors of the bronco the staccatoed scream of the neighborhood squirrels filled the entire countryside and was soon followed by loud hooting from the owls, and an eagle’s screech all raucously announced our arrival. We walked over to where ‘he’ was grazing. Sherlock looked up and snorted, put his head over the fence inviting a scratch and we both petted him and let him lick our hands and take several inquisitive sniffs of our hair; but his attention quickly focused on Yolanda’s neck and ear giving them what could only be called passionate licking kisses.

 

 

Yolanda with an impish giggle in her voice and nuzzling Sherlock’s face explained, “Sandy saved him from a glue factory. Sherlock was used to pull a small cart in horse shows and when he developed a limp they were going to put him down. Well a little T. L. C. from Sandy and antibiotics from the vet and Sherlock gets to live a long and happy life as one of Sandy’s pets.” She paused nuzzling his muzzle and added, “He turned five last month.”

 

Sherlock was jet black save for a broad tan patch that ran from his throat down under his chest, his tail and mane were sort of flaxen, and small white rings of fur around all four hooves. He was a very attractive horse; both his mane and tail were braided and his coat had the look of constant grooming.

 

“Will you look at those balls they are huge!” I enthusiastically exclaimed as my own were kind of tingling.

 

Yolanda walked over to Sherlock’s side and petted his neck and shoulder and excitedly affirmed with out looking, “Yes they are, now watch this!” She grinned slyly as she petted him with her left hand. Starting at his head she cradled it next to hers to put him at ease. She slid one hand down his back, the other petting his neck. Sherlock settled down as he started responding to Yolanda’s fondling by rubbing his nose on her shoulder and breathing long deep breaths as he sniffed at her hair. She slid her right hand down under is chest and along his belly. Standing next to his right rear leg, she leaned down and reached her right hand back. I heard her purring, “Good boy... Good boy.” Sherlock was shifting his weight slightly back and forth, almost prancing. His nostrils flared, and he snorted several times as Yolanda squeezed his penile sheath and Yolanda sang out, “Oh, Look…Ben! My God! It’s huge!”

 

I saw Sherlock’s black and pink colored cock pour out from its sheath like a giant snake and lengthen under his belly as his head bobbed up and down from excitement. Yolanda was slowly squeezing the sheath making his cock grow even more. “Damn!” I whispered as I watched her slide her hand along his shaft till it was over a foot in length, and still only semi hard. My mouth turned pasty as my own penis started to get hard and tingle; I really wanted her to jack me off like that right here and now.

 

Sherlock started to fidget and prance, I slowly moved to his head, and grasped his halter to steady him and cautioned, “You sure he won’t kick you, and lets read the note Sandy left for you.” I thought to myself if he kicked Yolanda now, he could really hurt her. It was evident that this was not the first time for him, or her as Sherlock was fidgeting with excitement so I felt silly for being so protective of her. I glanced well stared really under his belly and was amazed to see what must have been sixteen inches of a hard pink and black shaft, sticking straight out at a slight downward angle. As Yolanda squeezed the flared head that was at least two inches across, I could see a long stringer of precum oozing from the large urethral opening dangle, and then drop. I could empathize with him by the way Sherlock was fidgeting and snorting he wanted to shoot a hot load of sperm and so did I.

 

Yolanda abruptly stood up, and started toward the shed. “I think you’re right. I haven’t seen Louis yet but I know he is around because he never strays not even to chase a bitch in heat.” She looked around with a hungry smile and added, “I know there is a note, and it is inside on her computer.”

 

“Look at this funny looking saddle.” I pointed out my curiosity getting the better of me.

 

“Yes. I will show you how it works? There he is by the tree, under the shaded bush. You see him?” Yolanda quizzed as she pointed with her finger.

 

 

“Yes! My god! He ‘is…!’ almost as big as Sherlock. Is he friendly, or is he just waiting to attack?” I asked with some trepidation.

 

“No. He likes me. Anyway he is just a big teddy bear with the people he knows.” Yolanda assured as she gave one of her nipples a twist and tug.

 

“What about me? He doesn’t know me!” I shot back.

 

“Don’t worry scardey-cat you’re with me.” She assured as she gave my butt a swat threw an arm around my neck and pushed my face into her hairy armpit and fondled my ear.

 

I thought how warm and wet it was as I took a long quaff, “I have never seen a dog that big. He’s getting up and coming over here. ‘My God!’ He is a fine looking animal.” I remarked with amazement as I exhaled from a deep quaffing.

 

“‘Christ!’ Ben! Will you look at the size of his jewels!” Yolanda gleefully exclaimed adding, “I’ve seen them hundreds of times yet they never cease to amaze me!”

 

“My God I would be proud to sport a pair like that Yolanda, I wonder if that’s an indication of what’s inside.” I agreed as I swatted her back.

 

“’Holeeey! Moleeey!’” Yolanda sang as she rubbed her crotch and with eager anticipation added, “Look at his ‘huge dick!’ it’s already coming out. You starting to see why Sandy keeps them around, and out here?”

 

“Yes! Does Sandy do both these animals by herself?” I asked as I figured out what goes on out here when these two spend the nights together. I found myself being swept up by Yolanda’s livid excitement, as I had to adjust my pounding member. Some precum oozed out into my navel as my pants snapped closed around my shaft; the smell of her sweaty armpits coupled with her Bartholin aroma just sends my arousal over the top.

 

“Yes! You’ve seen pictures of her so you know she is a very big woman, like me you’ll see.” Yolanda assured.

 

“How do you keep from getting hurt?” I pressed because I knew from watching animals mate that they get very aggressive and sometimes hump abandonly, powerfully thrusting their cocks in as far as they can.

 

“Sandy and I have been friends for a long time, and she has her pets trained quite well. The two of us have been meeting out here regularly forever and our reproductive cycles are… well to put it in her words ‘we come into season at the same time’ so we’ve been having nasty threesomes with Louis the Beast!”

 

“The two of you give ole Louis a working over, but what about poor Sherlock? He must be going crazy by now!” I teased.

 

“I masturbate while Sandy lets Sherlock mount her. Myyyy…! Gaaawwd…! That is a sight to behold that stallion and Sandy dancing around his stall; him trying to mount her with that huge cock poking all the way out. He knows that he won’t get any until he settles down and lets Sandy climb into his special saddle. She teases the hell out of that poor horse when she uses the saddle by not letting him enter her right off. She can control when and how deep he gets to penetrate her; and how many strokes he makes before she makes it pop out and how long she will make him ride her before letting him cum.”

 

 

“My god the noises he makes when he finely does sink that humungous cock into her hot womb and release his sperm, well I just can’t do them justice so I won’t try, just know that I cum really hard when ole Sherlock starts his grunting. Today will be my first ride with Sherlock in the saddle and I am more than ready!” Hunger filled Yolanda’s voice and her brow was wet with sweat as she recounted that experience with her girl friend Sandy.

 

“All I know for sure is I want to help, and that I am about to pop my own cork.” I whispered loudly into her ear and urged, “Tell me more…Please!”

 

“At first Sandy would use that funny looking saddle but now she just hobbles him and lets him ride her like a mare!”

 

“My god…! Doesn’t it hurt when he shoves that huge cock in and hits bottom or is she that deep?” I asked in amazement asking further. “Has she ever been stepped on or kicked by accident?”

 

“Not once!” Yolanda asserted with conviction. “She is deep but not that deep she just curls her hips downward to control Sherlock’s reach and holds onto his front legs to steady herself.” Yolanda explained with a beaming smile on her face and added, “I don’t have the depth or breadth that Sandy has, but she says I’m big enough to enjoy her pets, while she is away and besides you’ve had your fist pushed into me up to your elbow. ”

 

“You are a big woman, but we’re talking about Sherlock his cock runs from two to four inches or more in girth, and it is at least eighteen inches long; and something tells me that the knot inside ole Louis the Beast will make my fist seem small.” I excitedly cautioned but oh so very eager to watch it happen having had my qualms eased.

 

 

“Yea he has a huge pear shaped knot and ole Louis has to work it in but it does go in you’ll see. Today well I am going to find out exactly what Sandy feels when Sherlock starts ejaculating inside her you should see the vast amounts of sperm that oozes out of Sandy’s vaginal opening when Sherlock starts to cum. Besides that’s what you are here for, to watch and help so don’t be a nay sayer be a party maker.” Yolanda said with conviction and then directed, “Let’s go inside and see what she has in store for us. I’m getting really hot and Sandy said she would make it worth our wile, anyway I think she means for me to service them both with food and me.” Yolanda said with a tremor of joyful anticipation in her voice.

 

“The door is locked. Did she leave you a key?” I noted and asked.

 

“No. Look under the mat. She got called away suddenly.” Yolanda said as she nibbled at my ear.

 

“Ah baby that feels nice. Yes! There it is. Ha look the lights came on as soon as I turned the key.” I pointed out in a sultry voice.

 

“Yea Sandy likes her electronic toys, boys, girls, and pets, and not necessarily in that order.” She sang and then beckoned, “Ben come here hold me and kiss me I’m getting all squishy inside.”

 

I moved closer to Yolanda, embraced her, and nuzzled her face with mine; her whole body was hot and sweaty as I moved my lips to hers’ and gave a slow warm embracing kiss. I thought, how sweet she smells when she is aroused. The moments passed as we stood in a warm embrace, our bodies melting together. I broke the silence saying, “I love your scent when you are aroused Yolanda.”

 

 

“Ben I’m not just aroused, I am in ‘estrus!’” Yolanda whispered as she nibbled at my ear and with her hot breath whispered, “I want to make love to you tonight after we tend to the animals. Put your hand inside my panties and feel me.”

 

“‘My! God!’ I’ve never felt you get so wet, and hot. You are already dilated, and very hot inside you are actually sweating allover!” I warmly cooed into her ear.

 

“Keep your fingers inside me just like that right on that spot.” She gasped as I traced her sinewy clitoral shaft with my fingers and with a quiet voice asked, “Just stop before I cum. I want to be mounted by that ‘Hairy…! Beast…!’ ‘Oh!’ ‘God!’ Ben that feels oh so-so-soo goood!”

 

“I’m going to stop now, and let you save your climax for Louis just like you asked me to do.” I whispered while standing up and looking at the computer I noted, “Look at her computer it has a note on it. It says, ‘press any button to play.’ Huh auto start. Well that is one sunny day on Sandy’s farm. Look there’s Sherlock, and Louis. Wow! Sandy sure is beautiful!” I admired as the show started to play.

 

“Yes.” Yolanda replied amorously stepping closer to me.

 

“She is…! Big!” I excitedly remarked.

 

 

“No she isn’t fat!” Yolanda teased back.

 

 

“No-no I don’t mean fat. She is a raven-haired beauty; a big boned raven-haired beauty like you; an Amazon warrior queen. Don’t take this the wrong way, but can you set me up for a tumble with ‘her?’ any time.” I seductively remarked.

 

“I’m almost jealous, but I’m not, just envious. I know what you mean. She is very beautiful, and we have been talking about you.” She informed while leaning into me and teasingly added, “Maybe we’ll both work you over Ben; let you be the white meat in a dark bread sandwich.”

 

“Yolanda, ’Look!’ Sherlock has that funny looking saddle on.” I excitedly pointed out.

 

“Yes and there’s Louis. Sandy is petting the both of them at the same time. I think we are in for a treat.” Yolanda said warmly.

 

“I’d say we are in for a real ‘Dog and Pony Show.’” I sarcastically chuckled and then excitedly added, “Boy is she trusting; look both of them have hard-ons, and what if some how someone else got in and saw this? Why isn’t there any sound?”

 

“Well first they should be glad because they wouldn’t have made it to the door. We got in because Ole Louis knows me from here; and he has been to my house with Sandy. I think he would tear an intruder to pieces and eat the evidence.” She assured with conviction and then added, “I didn’t tell you cause, I didn’t want to scare you off. Ben I want you to be with me; and help me, I want you to share this because it is my first time with Sherlock.” Yolanda paused as she sucked on my neck giving me a large hicky and in a very sexy tone added, “So it will be kind of like losing my virginity and you will be here. I’ve been dreaming of this ever since Sandy, asked me if I would be willing to take care of her pets sometime, now she’s away, and we ‘are…!’ going to play. I hope things are okay; sudden callings away are rarely just fun. The sound I don’t know maybe she just muted it or something she has so many different programs for processing videos and such it is hard to say for sure.”

 

“Did she sound troubled?” I warmly asked.

 

“No actually she just sounded rushed.” She explained and continued to watch Sandy playing with both animals and added, “I will find out when she comes back.”

 

“I am really touched that you want me here with you; I will in any way I can!” I warmly comforted as I put my arm around her nice round butt and excitedly yelled, “Look! Now I ‘am!’ getting ready to play she’s taking her clothes off, Yolanda! My god…! She has a lot of hair!” I expounded exuberantly.

 

“Yes. Look see them dancing and prancing around; her pets know what is about to happen too.” Yolanda said voice sounding sultry and eager to get started.

 

“’Oh! God!’ Sherlock’s cock is huge Yolanda; you surely will know when he mounts you, that you will have a big dick about to poke you. Look how he’s prancing around, he knows.” I said as I bit her ear.

 

“Yes I will. Look there at the side, those are the hobbles Sandy told me about. Sherlock gets hobbled. Ben this ‘mpeg’ will show you all you need to know to help me enjoy this!” Yolanda said as tension mounted in her voice.

 

“‘God!’ look how that Dane is eager too! Shit! Look you see that!” I excitedly pointed out as he stuffed his nose right into her ass and knocked her down and energetically recounted, “Now he’s holding her down with two of his paws. Jesus look at him lick, and dance about and then lick some more!” and enthusiastically noted, “’Christ!’ When she starts to stand, he jumps her and knocks her down again.”

 

Yolanda gasped and reassured, “That is how dogs do it!”

 

“Yea look at him dive right into her pussy with that tongue. 'WOA!’ she just started cumming.” I yelled out in surprise. I could feel the heat radiating from Yolanda’s body as I watched that creamy white juice is just pouring out of Sandy’s gaping vaginal opening, and Ole Louis just licking it up as fast as he could. I marveled at his enthusiasm and the copious coating on his jowls. I excitedly pointed out, “I’ve never seen a woman cum that fast before!”

 

”Ben I feel like I’m going to cum even before I get mounted. What are you doing? You stopped the tape Ben.” Yolanda asked exasperatedly.

 

“Yes. Yolanda, I want you to suck me off before we go any further. I’m going to burst; my testicles are aching!” I firmly asked.

 

“Oh Ben you are hard,” Yolanda cooed as she took hold of my penis noting, “and that is one big wet spot on your pants. Come closer I can see it throbbing. Oh yes I will suck your seed and swallow it all.” She said as she pulled my penis though my opened zipper.

 

My eyes closed as Yolanda pulled my dick and balls from inside my pants. She started to lick them all over, and suck them one-at-a-time. She squeezed and released the head of my penis; each time precum would ooze over her thumb, and she licked it up. The semen was already welling up inside oozing out from my penis. Yolanda was taking long deep strokes, pushing my dick all the way down her throat, and while it was still inside her throat she licked my whole scrotum each time. I felt warm copious fluid oozing down my sack, and onto her fingers. Her fingers were beginning to probe inside my anus using my fluids to lubricate me. Yolanda was making circular motions inside my anus with the fingers of one hand pressed against the base of my dick from inside my anus. My sphincter muscle began gripping them tightly and releasing them as she worked her fingers in, out, and around. My knees were getting rubbery. I put one hand on her shoulder the other behind her head holding her hair back and pushing my dick into her throat.

 

Yolanda began taking short strokes just behind the head with her free hand and suckled my gland. I squeezed my eyes shut and gasped as the muscles started to convulse forcing my sperm to spew out, into Yolanda’s mouth, and down her throat. I gasped loudly as I convulsed releasing large torrents of semen! Yolanda swallowed it all as it flowed into her mouth, when my cum slowed to a trickle, she took my dick all the way down again, and held it inside her throat till she needed to breathe. She slowly sucked it in and pulled it out, again and again shoving it down all the way pushing her nose into my hairs looking at me, and milking it as she slowly pulled it out.

 

“I guess you were ready Ben. That was the fastest you have ever cum from me, sucking you off, and phew you did release a lot of sperm.” Yolanda warmly remarked as she stroked my softening shaft and she squeezed my softening penis asked, “You ready to start the movie again?”

 

“All this is so new, just the thought of you being humped with these huge cocks started me wetting my pants, and I do really want to help you cum.” I crooned, “I wish I could cum and cum again like you can. Yolanda! That did feel really good. Yea I’m ready, lets watch Sandy go at it that way I can learn how to do a good job of helping you, satisfy your urgent urges!”

 

“There goes the Dane look at how eagerly he licks my girl friend’s pussy.” Yolanda excitedly hissed as she stepped behind me grabbing my penis and squeezing it while she pressed her hips to my buttocks as if shoving an imaginary penis into my butt. “See oh yes!?” she groaned as she started to hump me, “See how creamy white her juices are? See how she is coating his jowls and watch it start to dangle while he licks as fast as he can.” Yolanda described bewilderedly.

 

“I bet you wish I could lick like that!” I teased as I humped back into her thrusts.

 

“Honey. You do a damn good job of eating me out. Look how he keeps Sandy pinned to the ground with his big paws. Yet hardly any scratches are showing.” Yolanda purred as she slurped back a drool.

 

“Yolanda is that urine or precum he’s dripping? If it was me I know what it would be.” I brayed and then pointed out, “Look her dark skin is shining wet. Is that from ole Louis pissing on her or is it sweat?”

 

“When Sandy gets hot she sweats profusely and when she has an orgasm it like being in a warm summer rain. It’s the same as you; dogs’ seep when they get aroused too so it is both her sweat and his scent being sprayed allover her. See how the ole Sherlock stays close but not to close? Ole Sandy has ‘em trained good!” She reassured.

 

“Yes. Look there on the ground inside the stall. Do you see the rope and hobbles?”

 

“Yes it looks like they are ready to tie to his legs without his seeing it.” I curiously pointed out.

 

“Stop it, and zoom in on Louis’s sheath. Ben that is one heeuugeha knot.” She crooned her voice rife with eager anticipation as she continued to squeeze and milk my semi hard penis.

 

“Yea Yolanda it looks a lot bigger than my fist and he isn’t even fully erect yet!” I remarked excitedly.

 

“We’ll see soon! See? He does like he is told. She says sit and he sits.” Yolanda noted with eager excitement in her voice, and then noted, “There she leads Sherlock to the side of the stall and puts a feed sack on him.”

 

“I see on the sack it looks like a blindfold.” I remarked.

 

“Yes. Ben see how she brushes him first, it puts him at ease? There goes the blind fold and then the hobbles.” She said with a hint of passion.

 

“Yea. There she’s putting the funny saddle on him. See how she puts it on Yolanda first the right hind leg then the left, criss-cross to the front so it won’t slip side-to-side or front to back.” I noted.

 

“Ben see it will hold me to his underside. The way Sandy explained it to me is that saddle is like training wheels on a kids first bike.” Yolanda informed and was now breathing quickly and deeply.

 

“I see now the blindfold doesn’t bother him at all. Yolanda I think your right as rain and we are going to have a wild time!” I sang as I realized the extent of my own desire to watch.

 

“Ben she’s throwing a blanket across that spring board. Wait till you see how we use that.” She teasingly said and then began recounting, “Now she’s telling Louis to, ‘come lick it.’ ‘God!’ Ben see? He doesn’t wait; he just knocked her right down to the ground. Jesus he’s covering her whole body with his tongue. Taking long slathery licks.” Yolanda continued to wantonly point out.

 

“Yolanda is Sandy going pee-pee? Stop, and zoom in, closer. That’s it.” I pointed out in astonishment.

 

“Yea Ben she… ‘God! Damn!’ Did you see her gush?” She gasped and ordered tensely, “Stop, run it back, zoom out there look!” We were both taken aback by the sudden gush of juices that splashed onto Louis’ snout causing him to wince for only a moment. His whole head was now covered with both urine and Bartholin fluids.

 

Yolanda sang out and then gasped loudly as she bounced in the chair, “My God look how he is drinking her pee-pee trying to catch it all with his tongue as it splashes over his jowls!” Her words stopped as she panted raspyly watching as the beast began licking his way towards her breasts. The room was now filled with Yolanda’s scent and her body trembled as the beast’s tongue danced over Sandy’s nipples and slither between those supple mounds and slide over her sweated face.

 

“Look now…! My god…!” I gasped and groaned, “He’s got her whole head inside his mouth” and gasping with amazement added, “Yolanda she is being ‘frenched!’ by ‘that! Beast!’” I was now swept away in awe as I excitedly exclaimed, “Yea ‘My…!’ ‘God…!’ he is deep throating her with his whole tongue.”

 

“Stop the flick I can’t wait any-longer Ben.” Yolanda admitted breathlessly and continued, “You can’t imagine how it feels to have that tongue undulating inside your throat tickling your gag reflex as it dances, and feel little squirts of his scent as it splashes across your belly!”

 

“Look outside Yolanda they’re just standing there by the gate and looking up here. ‘Both’ of them are waiting for you.” I said in a sultry teasing voice and went on teasing, “Yolanda I think they both know that you are in ‘estrus.’ Come on lets’ get Sherlock fed, hobbled, blindfolded, and saddled. So you can work on Ole Louis the Beast first.” I excitedly urged her onward; “Look over there on the wall, that short button down the front dress has your name on it.”

 

“Ben Sandy left me a note, ‘It says take everything off and put me on, and ‘rip!’ me off when you are ready.’ I love you Sandy.” Yolanda recited.

 

So I watched Yolanda undress and dress rubbery kneed with anticipation; beads of sweat formed on her brow, and her big nipples were bristling. Her breathing was heavy and rapid. I looked between Yolanda’s legs as she bent over to tie her slippers and saw her large meaty labia now swollen, and red; her thick sweet cream free flowing from her inflamed gaping vagina, coating her raven black pubic hairs with a creamy glaze.

 

“My God Yolanda I’ve never seen you so aroused!” I lovingly mused adding, “Your vaginal opening is so dilated I can see inside!”

 

“Oh Ben I have never been this aroused before. My muscles are pulsating and I ache all over!” Yolanda said her voice quivering with excitement.

 

“Let’s go, your mates are waiting for you. I’m with you. I will help where I can Yolanda.” I warmly sang as I opened the door.

 

Yolanda grabbed the blanket and walked out the door. There were the animals; Louis had his front paws upon the fence, and Sherlock was prancing back and forth, whinnying. Louis was letting go with a series of two and three muffled barks, followed by long growling whines as he pawed at the fence and his tongue flailing as he panted heatedly. Both of their penises were bulging out, and fluid was dripping from their tips. Louis’ tongue was hanging as he panted, and Sherlock nickered about the fence line snorting and whinnying. It was obvious they wanted to mate with Yolanda as much as I did. I love the feel of a woman’s pussy when she is in heat, and as red and puffy as her labia was I knew Yolanda ‘Is!’ in heat and she would get pregnant if I even thought about putting my dick inside her.

 

 

Yolanda put the blindfold on the feedbag, and set the hobbles. She looked at Ole Louis and said ‘sit boy sit’ and he turned three circles, whined, and sat with his big red dick poking out of the sheath. She motioned for me to hold Sherlock’s halter, and lead him to the side of the stall where the hobbles were. She brushed him some while he ate the oats and slowly lifted the blindfold into place and then tied the hobbles.

 

I looked over at the Louis he had already stood and was turning circles in feverish anticipation. He would let a growling whine, and then with his big red tongue flailing about as he panted, and stare, then turn more circles. I walked over to him, petted him, and held his collar; somewhat fearful he might try to mate with me, I was glad I was dressed. He let out several muffled barks and strained against the hold I had on his collar as Yolanda stood and looked at him. She walked to the to the middle of the pen. Louis knew what was about to happen and began fidgeting moof-moofing.

 

Fonda ripped the dress off and now naked, looking at ‘me!’ What a sight her black hair draped next to her milk chocolate breasts accenting her bristling nipples. I could see sweat beading on her skin and tell she was being filled with feverish anticipation. I was becoming aroused myself.

 

“Let him go.” Yolanda said with the tremble of excitement in her voice and purred, “I’ve got just what ole Louis needs, what he wants” she said as she patted her furry pussy and repeated, “Let him go Ben!”

 

I must have been standing there wide-mouthed, because I heard her say ‘Let him go’ and did nothing. I just felt my own desire mounting. I was getting jealous of A ‘Big dicked’ Great Dane!

 

“Ben let him ‘go…!’ please.” She begged.

 

I think I was waiting for her to beg but said, “I was day dreaming of you.” and then let loose of his collar.

 

Yolanda looked at him and clucked “Chk, Chk. Here boy, come on over here sweetie Yolanda is ready for you.” Joyous curiosity swept across her face as she coaxed him to her, and the excitement made her voice tremor. “Sandy’s been training him and he has become a ‘marvelous sex toy!’”

 

The huge the beast moved toward Yolanda, with his tree-limb sized tail wagging, his long tongue licking his chops, and his big red dick bouncing and dipping as he walked. There was more than just a hint of his canine cock poking outside its’ sheath.

 

 

I again stood with my mouth gaping and marveling at this very big dog, as moved toward Yolanda. On queue started licking her bare chest, belly, and face. He stuffed his nose right into her hidden genitals exaggeratedly sniffing and snorting looked up gave a muffled ‘moof-moof’ and then growled and knocked her to the ground as she fell my heart leapt into my throat from both anxiety and lust as I watched the dance unfold.

 

His licks began covering her with drool a lot of it, he was giving Yolanda a bath in his drool licking her head to foot and side to side. He poked his nose into her underarm as she lifted her arm exposing her hairy armpit. Louis started hungrily sniffing and licking Yolanda’s underarm and whining with excitement and again forcefully stuffed his nose between her legs forcing them to splay with his paws as he nudged and licked her inner thighs. Yolanda’s soft labial skin clung to Louis’ rough tongue as it slathered across; with his nose planted in her pubic hairs sniffed and snorted, looked up and gave a loud growling whine, and pushed Yolanda to her back down with his paw.

 

The Dane’s tongue snaked out slathering her stomach sliding down and over her vulva. Her soft vaginal skin stretched as his tongue snaked over, and he was slurping as much of her sweet cream as he could. While Yolanda was lying back the beast put his big front legs between hers, let out a loud whiney growl that went silent as Yolanda lifted her legs splaying them wider, and tilted her hips up into his jowls. The Dane again started eagerly lapping up her sweet cream with his long pink tongue. I watched in fascination as he licked her again and again. Her pliant vaginal skin clinging to his tongue as it slithered across. His long tongue started to disappear into her wet, vaginal folds as she began to dilate, it made loud sloshing noises as it slathered across her labia and up to her erect clitoris, causing her to gasp and shudder. Yolanda arched her back, rocked her hips, splayed, and pumped her legs as his tongue slid across her clitoris.

 

She gripped the loose skin on his neck to urge him on. Her breathing came out in bursts of laughter, turning into loud raspy sighs. The sound of his licking changed to slurping as if he were drinking from a water bowl. Yolanda started rocking her hips in an undulating motion generated by her growing lust. Louis’ jowls were coated copiously with the glistening glaze of Yolanda’s sweet cream. Stringers dangled from his jowls when he looked up. The heat of the moment was very evident, as his crimson cock slid further and further out from his sheath, and was now over six inches long, and already bigger around than my penis ever dreamed of being. At a glance his knot was visible inside the sheath. His stomach squeezed his hindquarters started to hunch, and precum would spray from its tip and he sprayed his scent all over Yolanda’s body.

 

Yolanda cooed, “I’m so close to cumming. It feels like he’s stuffing his tongue all the way into me, and pulling my cervix out. My nipples are so hard they hurt. Louis won’t mount me until he makes me cum with his tongue!”

 

“I think you’re gonna get mounted weather you want it or not. This puppy’s got a boner I would be proud to flaunt. It is ready for your hot pussy. You’re gonna just love it!” I assured Yolanda. She just hummed in agreement and arched her back more. Then, I saw the trembling in her belly that signaled the onset of her orgasm. She hugged the big Dane with her feet pressing into his ribs. Holding his head in her hands pulled his jowls into her gaping hot vagina.

 

Yolanda began emitting a series deep guttural, “Uuugggghhhhsshh!” as orgasmic waves washed over her repeatedly. The hair on her skin bristled; sweat beaded, and ran off, and her chest heaved as she gasped for each breath and the giant beast just kept licking her cum until she was exhausted. After series of really nice looking, and sounding orgasms, Yolanda pushed his head from between her thighs, clamping them to shut. Her milk chocolate skin was covered in sweat; she lay there panting like her canine mate.

 

The big Dane looked up in surprise with long gelatin like stringers dangling from his glazed jowls. He started protesting loudly; making long whiney growls followed by several moof-moofs, and then hopped all around her naked body and franticly licking her all over. He started to lick her face, as she opened her mouth to breathe that hairy beast slid his tongue deep into her throat, causing Yolanda to gag. He pulled it out and Yolanda gasped while he renewed the facial slathering, allowing her only a moment to breathe. As she tried to speak he slid his tongue even deeper engulfing Yolanda’s face with his mouth ands rocking his head from side to side. She was obviously gagging from the giant tongue slithering deep inside her throat; her arms and legs were flailing about as ole Louis kept her pinned with his huge paws. Urine gushed as she writhed about on the ground. That hairy beast knew exactly what he was doing.

 

As Louis withdrew his tongue Yolanda gasped and choked. His tongue snaked between her breasts down to her bell the tenderly slathering went. From her belly button to her neck, and ear across her breasts; he slithered it over her underarms wracking Yolanda with shudders, and started licking his way back into Yolanda’s pussy forcing her legs to splay again as he lapped up more of her creamy juices.

 

After Yolanda caught her breath she pulled Louis’ head up and put her mouth to his glazed jowls sucking them sliding her tongue inside them trying to lure his tongue back into her mouth. He responded by licking the lips of her open mouth. The scabrous tongue pealed them back and opening her mouth wider, putting it further in with each pass. Again his tongue snaked into her mouth causing Yolanda to writhe and fall back as it slid deeply into her throat; again his mouth covered her whole face. Louis let it wriggle around moving it further in, and pulling it out a little and back in, and finally withdrew it and stood there gazing at Yolanda, that wondrous tongue flailing as he panted.

 

“Enough of that you big fucker,” she hissed, “Now for the main event!” With that, he let her up as if he knew she was his. She quickly swung around onto all fours breasts pressed onto the blanket and her buttock waving in the air with urine was gushing, and running down her legs as she moved and gasping for air.

 

“You’re gonna have to arch your back bit more or you are gonna get a very large dog-dick in your ass.” I advised, half in jest, half in warning. As she arched pointing her vulva upward I could see her vagina was gaping and wet, eagerly waiting for penetration.

 

The Dane moved in slathering his tongue all over her exposed genitalia and anus, spreading her cheeks as it swiped across her buttocks. Repeatedly it snaked out and between her thighs sliding his scabrous tongue across her vagina and to the top of her buttock, wracking Yolanda with shudders on every pass. The Dane started to slide his tongue up her sides, across her nipples pulling her breasts with the scabrousness of his tongue, causing her skin to bristle again. I saw Yolanda shiver as his tongue passed from the back of her neck to her ears, and face, and back down to her sweated armpit, it was as if he knew this was driving her crazy. He mounted Yolanda wrapping his front legs around her waist, and started half way humping her spraying his scent all over her hairy legs and half way trying to drag her off the support board. He jumped down and excitedly pranced around licking her all over.

 

 

“Come on boy, give it to me. Yolanda wants you inside her!” She moaned, “Come on big boy fuck me, come on!”

 

He just kept licking her all over as he pranced about, sticking his nose into Yolanda’s gaping vagina lick it and let out a loud whiney growl, and went back to prancing, licking, sniffing, and snorting. Yolanda started chanting, “Do me do me please do me. Come on big boy fuck me, come on!” as she waved her ass in his face. Her thick sweet cream glistened as tendrils ran down her thighs; her black hairs had a shiny glaze to them. As he pulled the full length of his tongue across her clitoris Yolanda shouted, “Mount me ‘Godah…!’ Please mount me, ‘Oh!’ ‘God!’ please mount...!”

 

That must have been the right signal, because before Yolanda finished her chant he stepped forward and mounted her with expertise. Yolanda grunted as the huge animal shuffled about, shifting his weight looking for the sweet spot, his saddle.

 

“God Ben he is heavy!” Yolanda grunted and groaned as the beast pulled her closer to end of the board as he shuffled his body and shifted his front legs around her waist, and dug his hind legs into the ground. The whole time he was softly licking Fonda from her armpit to her neck pausing at her hair, sniffing and licking it.

 

Yolanda’s grunts turned into gleeful sighs, as Louis tightened his grip around her waist with his hairy front legs, hugging Yolanda’s shoulder and neck he pressed his big head to hers. Her sighs turned to joyous ‘Huhs!’ and ‘Oh Gods,’ as he began humping. Yolanda poised her buttocks and tilted her hips opening her vagina to his thrusts as he began to probe her buttock and genitalia with his huge, wet, tool. Yolanda held herself open as he teased her with his probing. I couldn’t help but think he knew he was driving her crazier with every missed poke.

 

“My God! Ben I can feel him poking, and spraying me all over back there. I feel his hairy belly rubbing on my back, and feel his hairy haunches rubbing my buttocks, his body is so hot.”

 

The hairy beast continued humping, and probing, his cock had grown to nine inches in length and swelled to a full two inches across. I thought to myself ‘is Fonda ready for this?’ as he started hunching. His aim was a bit askew, as he bounced it off her thighs, her vulva, and buttock. He sprayed her with his scent with each bounce, and with each bounce Yolanda would croon and gasp.

 

Yolanda was soaking wet. “Ohhhhh!” she squealed, “this ‘is!’ one big dick I'm gonna ‘love!’ thi...” She let a loud gasp as the Dane hit her wet vaginal opening with the tip of his massive purple-red cock the first time. “Ah…! Ah…! Uuuhhhg…! Oh God…! Shit…!” Yolanda howled as he poked her again. Each time only the tip of his massive cock would enter going in only an inch or two and with a sharp yank pulled it out. Ole Louis found that spot the ‘spot’ he’d poke it in and pull it out several times stuffing just an inch or two teasing her with it. Each time he pulled it out Yolanda squeeze out squirt of urine and a loud gasping sigh.

 

Even from as far back as I was I could see that she was getting more dilated each time and staying dilated even after it was out. Without a warning I saw him lunge powerfully, shoving his massive cock into her, again with a loud grunt he lunged burying his cock even deeper into Yolanda’s belly pressing his gigantic knot against her vulva.

 

“Ooouucha…! God..! Damn it that hurt!” Yolanda cried out. I started to move to her aid, but was quickly dispatched with a wave of her hand. I wasn’t sure I could do anything anyway.

 

“He’s just stuck too much inside me all at ‘once! I’m okay it in starting to feel wonderful.” Yolanda explained in grunts and groans as the beast began to ride her hard with his thrusting.

 

“Well honey he didn't give it ‘All…!’ to you yet, and that knot has swelled.” I warned, just as the Dane’s humping turned more feverish.

 

“Ohhh… ye…sss, Uh… Oh ye…sss…sss!” Yolanda started to pant and grunt in unison with the increasing power and speed of the huge hairy dog’s fervently powerful thrusts, and found myself being a bit jealous no envious of the beast’s power. I watched as the two of them humped each other, and became deeply aroused watching that hairy beast hump my girl friend so vigorously. The sound of the Dane’s grunting as he strained to thrust his massive knot through Yolanda’s vaginal opening, and his unbreakable looking grip as he struggled to complete the act of mating caused my own penis to throb and my precum to ooze and run down my leg.

 

Louis’s thrusts shortened they became deliberate and much more forceful as he rapidly bounced his knot against her swollen vaginal lips. Louis paused to rest keeping his hot hairy haunches pressed tightly against Yolanda’s thighs, his tongue flailed as he panted with his head pressed to her shoulder. The Dane started shuffling his weight adjusting his hold, pressing his hairy haunches harder against Yolanda. His hindquarters tensed again, he started to tremble. I wanted to warn Yolanda but she already felt the huge knot pressing against her vulva spreading her mons.

 

“He’s getting ready to shove the that massive knot into you Yolanda.” I sighed sounding as if it were I pounding her behind. My mouth gaped as that hairy beast’s long, deep, and rapid thrusts turned forceful.

 

 

“‘Ohh-ohhh ugh!’ Ye-esss I lo-uve the pou-ownding, I Love…! It…!” Fonda grunted in time to the thrusts. Louis slowed to short tender pushes, keeping it deep inside her womb. Louis paused all movement, just laid there panting, and licking Yolanda’s shoulder. “I can feel it growing, and squirting inside me.” She said in a wet sultry voice.

 

The Dane gave a final powerful jabbing thrust, a deep throaty growling grunt, and with a thwop his knot popped in, his tail dropped and swished between their legs, and Yolanda let out a loud choking gasp and started bucking under the massive hairy beast. I knew that he’d buried the rest of his hard huge cock with that massive knot into my girlfriend’s vagina. My God I thought that had to hurt. I felt my own juice running down my leg, and my testicles were tingling. Yolanda was right I am getting turned on; really turned on. That hairy beast just stood there with his giant organ ensconced within the walls of her womb, licking the back of Yolanda’s neck, shoulders, her arms, and sides. He kept his hot hairy haunches pressed tightly against her buttocks and his gigantic organ pressed as deep inside Yolanda’s vaginal sheath as he could.

 

“Gawd…! I wish I could describe this feeling to you now that the pain has passed.” Yolanda sang out paused and then added, “He’s squirting precum inside my pussy. It feels like it’s flooding inside my throat, but I know it isn’t just pooling inside my cervix, and I can feel tendrils running down both of my legs. His knot has really bloated it doesn’t hurt, in fact it really. ‘Really…!’ feels good, ‘Oh Yess!’ God! Yess!” I know he going to cum and soon.”

 

I watched as their bodies melted together in waves of pleasure. I surrendered to my own need as I pulled my hard cock out, and started stroking it and in just a few strokes my own sperm shot out onto the ground and onto my fingers and hand forming a glazed sheath over my scrotum.

 

“Oh Ben I he is going to start humping again his dick just went rigid and hot. He’s tensing his grip on my waist.” Yolanda purred as she recounted.

 

I looked at them Louis that hairy beast with his tongue flailing as he panted his eyes half closed and Yolanda with her sweated dark-skinned body and she too was panting, grunting, and gasping like the animal mated to her. She strained against his weight on her back and his enormous cock pistonning in her vaginal well what a Kodak moment that is and me without a camera. He started taking short slow strokes for the first few minutes. Then they became franticly rapid and powerful and Yolanda was grunting loudly each time his haunches, pounded against her buttocks. As it pistoned that horrendous cock made loud wet sucking noises as it deep inside Yolanda. Soon that hairy beast let out a series of loud raspy grunting growls along with several convulsive thrusts, and his body fell limp as it draped Yolanda’s back.

 

“My God that felt good.” Yolanda panted breathlessly adding, “I didn’t cum but he sure did. I can feel it running down my legs and dripping from my belly.” Sure enough the ground at both of her feet was wet looking.

 

The Dane gave a few yanks clearly trying to pull his cock out, he gave a few more harder yanks grunting as he jerked Yolanda backwards. She took hold of his front paws so he couldn’t hop off. I moved in front of Yolanda and saw an impish grin beam on her face and knew she had sucked her sphincter muscle tight around ole Louis’ knot and he wasn’t going to get free until Yolanda was damn good and ready to let him pull out.

 

She raised her head grinning, saying in a sly tone, “I’ve sucked that huge and knot into my vaginal grip, he thinks he going to get out with a yank but oh no.”

 

I stepped forward, “You think he’ll reengage you with me this close?” I asked.

 

“I hope so; come closer pull your dick out my hands are full.” She opened her mouth in a perfect ‘O.’ Yolanda wanted two hard hot cocks in her. One at each end, and for the next five or so minutes, the Dane and I had our cocks inside Yolanda. Her meaty lips around my penis suckling and a huge animal cock stuffed between her legs spreading her mons. Judging by the look on her face Yolanda was in second heaven. Louis started yanking, frantically trying to extricate his dick, he was jerking Yolanda from side to side and grunting as he yanked. The frantic yanking turned into feverish thrusts as the beast reengaged Yolanda.

 

It was beautiful the three of us; ole Louis feverishly thrusting his cock deep into Yolanda’s pussy, and me shoving my dick deep down her throat, and Yolanda loving it all. I felt my heart start to pound in my ears my knees started to wobble, and my stomach wrenched and I pumped stream after stream of hot sperm down the back of her gulping throat; the same time Louis’ thrusts turned convulsive and he went limp. Gasping for breath, Yolanda started cumming, spasms rocking against her trapped body, as she pushed against both of us, and then she went limp. I slowly, withdrew and knelt by her face as she gently drifted back to consciousness.

 

“Mmmmmm…!” That was ‘sooo’ nice. I've never, ever been so full of hard cock and hot cum in my life, I wish it didn’t have to end.” She moaned and with a tone of dismay added, “Louis is getting restless he’s gonna pull out.” He gave a couple of yanks and out popped his cock with a ‘splasschlooshe!’ as Yolanda’s cum and his gushed out. I was astonished at how big he still was all of ten inches long and still two inches wide. The only thing that did get smaller was his knot. Yolanda just had that smile on her face as she looked thinking, ‘She had that huge thing inside her; she had taken it all.’

 

Yolanda stood up uneasily and announced. “Have to piss!” squatted closed her eyes smiled and let it go. It was the longest and loudest piss I’ve ever heard a woman take. She stood staggered a little and asked, “You want to go to the cabin and see if Sandy left us a little something to snack on?”

 

“Sure,” and we headed for the cabin, “grab a snack before we go.” I agreed.

 

“Go? I’m not ready to go! I just want to eat a little, rest a bit, and go after Sherlock’s mammoth horse cock.” Yolanda said and her face lit up at the thought.

 

“I’m game for what ever you want to do honey.” I assured and off toward the cabin we ambled arm in arm.

 

 

End Ch. 1

 

I hope you enjoyed reading this first half as much as I have writing it part 2 is nearly finished and should be posted soon. If you want to send a comment please feel free to send them to

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            We’d been at the bar for forty-five minutes.  I could barely keep my eyes off the mysterious dark waitress as she walked back and forth through the bar.  She seemed to be noticing and returned my gaze several times.  My date was talking to my friend’s girlfriend while rubbing my thigh under the table.  More than once, her hand ventured over my cock, which with the rubbing and the waitress weighing on my mind, was now rock hard.  Our waiter returned to the table.  He said his shift was ending and apologized for having to leave.  He told us “Natalie” would take good care of us and gave me a peculiar look accompanied by a wink.  I didn’t know if he was gay or trying to tell me something.  A few minutes later, “Natalie,” the waitress I’d been staring at for the past hour walked up to the table.

            “You guys need anything?” she asked pleasantly though she wasn’t smiling.

            My friend ordered another beer for himself and one for his girlfriend.  My date said she’d have another cosmo, which I believed was probably the fuel for the massage she was giving me under the table.  Natalie wrote down the order and as she turned, she put her hand on my arm and asked, “You good on coke?”  I looked at her hand.  The touch was electric.  I felt a rush of warmth flow up through my chest, all from this woman putting her hand on me.  “I’m fine.  Thank you, Natalie,” I replied. 

            Another twenty minutes passed.  Natalie came and checked on us one more time in that span.  Suddenly, my friend stood up and said, “Well, I guess we need to be heading home.”  He pulled some cash out of his wallet and put it on the table.  Then he helped his girlfriend put her jacket on.  My date, who always insisted on paying for herself, pulled thirty dollars from her purse to pay for her two cosmos.  She got up and so did I.  I started following the three of them to the door.  Natalie was at a table on the way to the door talking to a couple.  As I passed her, I put a hand on the small of her back. 

            “How much do I owe you for the coke?”

            “Don’t worry about it,” she replied and smiled for the first time I had seen that night. 

            “Thanks,” I said and held her gaze a couple seconds before following my date out the door.

            My date lived about four blocks from the bar.  I walked her inside.  She had to get up early, so I wasn’t going to spend the night.  I gave her a long kiss good-night and told her I’d call her. 

            I had to pass the bar on my way home.  As I did, I remembered I didn’t leave a tip.  Natalie probably assumed it was included in my date’s thirty dollars, but I put that out of my mind.  I parked my car and went inside. 

            I asked one of the waiters standing by the door if he knew where Natalie was.  He pointed towards the back of the bar.  I walked in that direction and found Natalie in a small hallway that led to the restrooms.  She had taken her hair down and was looking in a mirror on the wall as she was putting it back up.  She saw me and said, “I changed my mind.  Coke isn’t free.” 

            “Really?  Well, that might eat into the tip I forgot to give you.” 

            I was standing behind her as she continued to fix her hair in the mirror.  I pulled my wallet from my back pocket while admiring her form.  I didn’t try to hide it, and she saw me in the mirror. 

            “I’m assuming that wasn’t your wife chugging the cosmos.”

            “Not even close,” I replied. 

            She turned around and took my wallet that I was thumbing through out of my hand.  She grabbed my belt and pulled me close to her.  I felt her put my wallet in my back pocket.  I stared into her eyes and kissed her as she ran her hands up my back.  Her tongue probed my mouth and I felt the softness of her waist and on down with my hands.  She pulled her mouth away from mine and grabbed my tie.  She pulled me softly back towards the ladies’ restroom.  The bar was small, so it was a single person restroom.  Once inside, we embraced again.  She wrapped her right leg around me.  I picked her up and sat her down on the large marble sink.  She began unbuttoning my shirt.  When she was finished, I did the same to hers revealing her black bra.  I took her shirt off and felt the hot skin of her breasts press against me.  I dropped my shirt on the floor, and she started undoing my belt.  She unzipped my pants and let them hang on my hips.  I ran my hands up and down her thighs and she softly thrust herself on me.  I stopped and undid the button on her pants.  I pulled them off of her.  She was wearing a black thong. 

            “Cold,” she said when the skin on her ass touched back down on the marble.  I picked her up off the sink.  I stood her up and turned her towards the mirror.  I kissed her neck and stared at her perfect body in the mirror.  She moaned softly.  She grabbed my pants and made them fall off my hips to the floor.  I rubbed my cock in between the cheeks of her ass, and she pushed herself back against me.  She continued to moan as I kissed her neck and softly licked her ear lobe.  All of a sudden, she turned around.  I again kissed her mouth, and she grabbed my cock with her hand.  She squeezed it softly before lowering herself to her knees. She pulled the waistband of my briefs down and let them drop to my ankles.  She grabbed the base of my cock.  She stroked it with her tongue from the base to the tip before taking the head in her mouth.  She swirled her tongue around the head and then slowly took it all in her mouth.  She pulled it back out and started a slow rhythm of sucking my cock.  I began to moan.  I was starting to get close, and she stood up.  My cock was pressed up against her stomach.  I kissed her and undid her bra.  I ran my hands over her breasts.  They were full and firm.  Her nipples were hard.  Natalie reached down and took her panties to the ground.  Then she grabbed my hands and pulled them away from her breasts. 

            “I should probably know your name,” she said.

            “Nathan.”

            “Ok, Nathan,” she said, and she slowly turned around and put her hands on the skink.  I moved in behind her.  I grabbed my cock and put it inside her.  I started thrusting slowly inside of her.  I held her waist with my left hand and massaged her breast with my right hand.  I started going faster.  I put both hands on her waist and watched my cock going in and out of her as she moaned my name.  She started getting louder and gasping.  “Please, please, please,” she mumbled as I felt her pussy clenching around my dick.  It felt so tight and my orgasm came on fast.  I stared at her bouncing tits in the mirror as I came.  At that point, Natalie was coming down from her orgasm, and she stared at me in the mirror.  “Come baby, come,” she said.  I thrust a few more times before slowly pulling out of her.  My come ran down her left thigh.  She rubbed it into her skin and licked her fingers as she looked up at me. 

            “You are amazing,” I said to her.  We got dressed and walked out of the restroom.  By then the bar had somewhat emptied out.  She served me a drink and we talked until the bar closed.  The next time I went out with my friend, I took Natalie.  He was not surprised. 

The young teen became dizzy, her face began to turn blue. She began to black out. At least it would soon be over.

Just in time the cock was jerked free, trailing ropes of un-swallowed saliva and sending her into another coughing, choking, gasping, fit. Alive yes, but just freeing her for another round of torture.

“Damn that’s some good tape. Thought we was going to loose her there for a minute Bob.” the director chuckled.

“No.” Bob said. , “ I know how far to go. Wasn’t going to kill the little slut. She just thinks so. It’s sort of like that water boarding stuff the spooks do. You know them rag heads just think their going to drown.”

The camera zoomed in on the wild desperate face. A stunningly beautiful face under other circumstances. A heart shaped face with long auburn curls and flashing green eyes. Right now the eyes were only flashing panic from a face covered in running mascara, sweat, tears and saliva.

Marissa was a small town girl who went gone boy crazy and was lured by the excitement of the big city. Things changed fast when Greyhound dumped the penniless runaway on the streets of LA. It didn’t take her long to figure that there were no jobs for fourteen year old runaways.

By the time she had starved off all her baby fat Marissa got smart enough to hook up with an older guy trading sex for food and shelter in order to survive.

Along the way she tried a little Coke and Meth and found that she got horny as hell on speed and could fuck for hours as long as she stayed high. That came in handy since the 36 year old “boyfriend” insisted on showing her off at wild parties that ended up with orgies and gang bangs.

Then he met a dude that recruited for the porn trade. When he found out what the going rate was he was all for it. So just for fun she played along. She did a couple of straight BJ scenes then a series of Perv scenes where her “co-star” was some older guy. She dressed up as a cheerleader or in a girl school outfit and called him “teacher, principal, or coach, whatever they told her. These started with some kind of punishment like a little spanking and ended with a BJ. Pretty boring stuff if you aren’t a Perv.

One day they matched her with a guy she was to call daddy and found out that they expected her to fuck him. At first she was nervous about “doing it” in front of the camera even though she had fucked a lot. This old fart would be just another in a long line of strange cocks that had used her young pussy so she got over it. The pay was better but it all went to her pimp. She had finally figured out that’d was all her so-called boyfriend was.

From X rated straight fucking, things spiraled out of control. Not that the young girl ever had any real control. Now at almost 16 she was an old hand in the business doing hard core rape scenes and wondering if she was going to live through the next minute or even if she wanted to live.

“Ok, now lets get some booty action.” the director called.

It wasn’t enough that she was doing ultra hard porn but this shit was being streamed live over the Internet live. They said over five hundred would be rapist perverts had ponyed up a grand a piece to watch the debauchery. Later her ordeal would be available to the rest of the net world for anybody anywhere to download for a few bucks.

The 15 year old was naked except for absurdly tall red-plastic high heels and a wide black dog collar buckled tightly around her small throat. Besides being part of her “costume” the collar provided a convenient handle for her abusers to jerk her around from one obscene position to another or choke her into submission.

In her desperation just to breath she had forgotten that the whole meal deal was that she was to be the filling in a human sandwich. A muscle bound freak named Marcus was stationed behind her. While the camera concentrated on the oral rape he held her firmly in place preventing her from attempting to back up and escape the smothering cock. Now he moved into action for his part of the show.

“Get up higher bitch. Hike yo ass on up there.” He demanded slapping her bare rear. She adjusted only to receive another stinging blow. “You can do better than that. Come on get that little ass on up to where I can take yo hole.” The helpless teen received another stinging blow. Her ass cheeks now glowing with red handprints.

She moved again and looking back she noticed one camera had moved back to show her reddened cheeks as powerful hands pulled them apart streaming a close up of her exposed sex to all the perverts watching on computers.

“Go ahead Marcus show our viewers a little pussy fucking. Don’t cost nothing extra,” the director laughed. “It’ll get you lubed up for her ass.”

The muscle bound porn star dipped his dick into her hole, pushed it in then pulled it all the way out. He did this several times giving the camera a close shot of her open pussy hole each time he pulled it out.

“You like that? You like that big black dick in you’re little pussy?”

The young girl just mumbled something which earned her another stinging blow. “Say it slut. Tell me how you like a big black dick in that skinny young pussy of your’s.

“Oh yes,” she complied. You’re dick feels really good. Really good in my tight, white, pussy.”

“That’s better slut just don’t want to think yo prejudiced or nothing.” He slapped her ass hard once again.

It didn’t feel bad in her pussy but he had the worst possible kind of dick for anal. Unlike most long dicked porn stars, his was shorter and fat. It looked like a the big end of a baseball bat and it was going to hurt her ass like hell. Of course they had planned it this way. This scene wasn’t supposed to be fun. Her pimp was getting big bucks because she was to get raped at both ends.

Bob had taken hold of the dog collar at her throat holding her firmly in place and one of the cameras was positioned to cover the shock and pain she was bound to display when Marcus forced her smallest hole.

The frantic teen stiffened as a pudgy digit entered her anus and twirled round and round greasing and loosening her up. Then two fingers were in stretching her little hole. It still didn’t hurt. Not really. At this point it wasn’t more than a big turd.

The freak stuck his dick back in her pussy and fucked her for awhile as he worked on her butt readying it for the final invasion. At last he removed his fingers. Took his dick out and brought it to her asshole and tried to push it past her tight muscle but it didn’t work. His cock was hard but not hard enough to push in.

“Damn. Loosen you fucking ass.” he commanded. “This cock’s going in that ass one way or another. You may as well get used to that. If you don’t open up I’ll rip you open with a ball bat and shove my dick in you’re bloody hole right behind it. You get that.”

“Give me some more of the K-Y shit. I’ll grease her up better then she gets one more chance. It’s up to you how you want this to happen but you ass hole is mine babe.”

This time the little girl gasped as he shoved two grease coated fingers way up in her ass and roughly worked them around. He repeated that several times packing her butt full of slippery K-Y then got back into position.

“Ok guys. Here goes. One big cock up one itty bitty butt hole.”

The girl desperately tried to relax her rectum. She knew it what was coming. She knew it was going to hurt and her ass desperately wanted to tighten up against the invader. Somehow she willed it to relax.

“Please go slow.” she begged pitifully.

“Sure kid. I ain’t gonna hurt ya more than I gots to.”

She knew that was a lie. They wanted to hurt her. His job was to force her ass and that’s what he was going to do.

His monster prick came against her rectum and he grasped the girls thin hips pulling her firmly against him. The pressure increased and increased again as he put his huge thighs into the game. Finally the inevitable happened. The pressure and the grease worked. His enormous circumcised dick-head popped in past her straining rectal muscle. Even expecting it the girl screamed until she almost fainted. Just the head was in her ass and she already felt that she was being ripped apart.

Marissa struggled violently choking herself on the dog collar trying to escape the massive anal invasion. The pain was horrible. More than she had ever experienced in her young life. The rape pervs were definitely getting their monies worth.

Bob roughly jerking the collar cutting off her air but holding her in place. There was no escape.

The freak momentarily held up to regroup and get the screaming clawing girl back under some sort of control. In pain her ass had involuntarily clamped down on his cock. The head was in but he was having trouble going deeper. He wanted to shove it in to the hilt but for now the resistance was just too much. He decided to just wait a little bit and hope she would get it together.

Marissa’s ass was screaming and tears of pain and rage were streaming down her face but she had stopped straining against the dog collar and could breath again. She could hear the men screaming at her to relax. Some of the guys standing around were laughing their asses off. She was totally humiliated but that was the least of her concerns. The panic was receding but how did they expect her to relax her ass when it hurt so bad.

“I can’t. I can’t. It hurts. Oh god it hurts too much. You’re tearing me apart. Don’t you know how much it HURTS? Please take it out. PLEASE. Oh god PLEASE.” she begged over and over but they wouldn’t let up.

No matter how much the girl begged the freak wouldn’t let up. Pressing forward slowly a millimeter at a time, the K-Y paved the way. The 15 year old runaway’s anus was slowly impaled by the one eyed monster.

Finally he yelled in triumph. “It’s in,” indeed the monitor showed that his pubic bone was firmly planted against the girls rectum and his cock was completely out sight in her hole.

The girl was barely conscious to hear the cheering in the studio. Holding the half conscious teen like a rag doll the freak slowly began to move his dick in and out. Just forcing her wasn’t enough. Now he was going to fuck her and shoot his load up that raped hole.

Once that much was established the director told the Bob he wanted shots of them both doing her at once.

He moved around in front and slapped her dazed face to wake her up, to get her attention. “Ok, I won’t hold your nose this time just make a pussy out of you’re mouth so we can finish up. He held her head up and slid his hard-on in the O she had formed with her lips. The rapist just slowly, almost gently, fucked the girls mouth. He didn’t even force her throat. Not at first anyway.

The two guys settled into a rhythm. The girl was in too much shock to even know what was going on. One going in as the other pulled out, like their cocks were sawing her in two.

Bob, in front, became more ardent, his second orgasm approaching, pumping deeper and faster. Ropes of saliva ran past his dick and down the girls face pooling on the floor. Finally he pulled out and began jerking off in her dazed face. Barely knowing what she was doing the raped girl continued to make and O, a target, as he came all over her face and shot load after load inside the O.

The freak pulled out briefly displaying the girls horribly stretched and bloody asshole. Then jumping around front he crammed his bloody shit stained dick in the her still open mouth. Within seconds his cum flooded her throat faster than she could swallow and the rest leaked past the girls lips and joined the pool of body fluids on the floor.

When released, the girl collapsed to the floor not hearing the cheers and whistles of the crew. The e-mails were overwhelmingly positive with many requests for a repeat. The file went on to become a classic and one of the most downloaded on the Internet.