Her name is Dee.  She’s 5’6” tall.  She weighed somewhere around 120lbs.  She had long black hair and a very full figure.  She wasn’t what I would call sexy but something about her attracted every single boy in school.  The girls hated her because when she was around guys would swarm like flies.  She was the typical girl next door.  If the one you lived next to had Chinese, Japanese, Spanish, German, and Brazilian in her. 

 

At the time she was 15.  We’d become close to each other the year before.  Her family had lost their father a few years back and I guess I filled that void for her.  But things change, and sometimes when they change you don’t see it coming.

It was 10pm when my phone rang.  When I answered it, it was Dee and she was crying.  Seems that her date tried to go father with her than she was willing to go.  She stopped him so he threw her out of his car and sped off.  She was stranded on the side of the road not exactly sure where she was.  She could only tell me that she was at a pay phone and the general area they had been in. 

 

At that time I was having dinner with some old college friends.  I quickly excused myself and went to find Dee.  It took me about an hour to get down to where she was.  It took me another ½ to actually find her.  She looked so scared when I pulled up.  I don’t think she could tell if it was me or not.  But when I got out and called to her she literally ran to me and threw herself into my arms. We stood holding on to each other for a long time.  Eventually she calmed down enough to let go of her death grip. 

 

We got back into my van but we didn’t go anywhere.  I asked her some questions and she answered but what I was going through my mind was something completely different.  For the first time that I’d known Dee I noticed how beautiful she was.  She was dressed in a tight fitting T-shirt and a skirt.  Her shirt had a V neckline and probably had showed a little of her ample cleavage.  But during her struggle her date had ripped it some so it showed even more of her breasts.  I hated to admit it to myself but I was completely turned on and had the hard on to prove it.

 

As she told me about the events of the evening I knew why he chose this area. Cars rarely came this way.  The only thing at the end of this road was an old abandoned quarry.  As she spoke she began to cry again.  I reached out to hold her hand, I guess she thought I was offering her another hug because she got out of her seat and sat on my lap.  I held her as she cried and I began to notice her perfume.  She smelled like ginger flowers.

 

I kissed her on her forehead and told her she was all right. I kissed her on her right cheek can told her I’d never let anyone hurt her.  I kissed her on her nose and told her she was my good girl.  Then as I looked directly into her eyes I told her I loved her and I saw a passion and a need in her that had never been there before. She leaned into me and our lips met.  As I kissed her I knew right then and there that everything I had just told her was a lie.  I was going to fuck her that night no matter what happened.  But I think she knew it too and wanted it just as much as I did. As our tongues intertwined in our passionate kiss, my hands moved to her tits. I felt them through her shirt.  She had no bra on.  As I massaged her tit she kissed me harder. 

 

We finally broke our kiss.  We were both panting hard. I asked her, “Can I have you?”  She smiled at me and nodded “yes”.  I spun her off of my lap into the back seat of my van.  I kneeled in front of her and finished the job her date had started.  I rip her shirt completely down the front. I dove in and began to suck on her nipple while massaging the other one with my hand. She wrapped her arms around my head and started to talk to me.  She told me how much she loved me.  How she’s wanted me to do this to her.

 

My hands moved down; under her skirt.  I slowly pulled her panties down until I had removed them completely.  I undid my pants and my cock was released standing rigidly at attention.  I laid her down and got on top of her.  I kissed her gently as my cock moved closer to her pussy.  I slowly entered her until I hit her resistance.  I plunged myself all the way into her taking her virginity from her.  She cried out in pain then bit my shoulder. I waited without motion.  Letting her get used to my cock inside of her.  Slowly I began to piston my cock into her. She responded by wrapping her legs around me and softly moaning. I began to suck on her neck as I increased my pace into her. Her moaning got louder.  “uuuhhhh, I love you”, “oooohhhh it feels so good”, “ahhhh, yes, oh my god yes”

 

My paced increased again.  I began to ram my cock into her as Hard as I could. I knew I was close to cumming, I wasn’t going to pull out of her.  At the moment I released my seed into her I felt her whole body tremble and she let out a huge scream.  I knew she had cum with me. 

 

We lay there together our bodies covered in sweat.  We both knew our relationship had changed.  Forever more we would be lovers.  We stayed there together for many hours. Just holding each other, touching, kissing.  Eventually I did take her home.  I gave her my shirt since I had torn hers to pieces. 

 

There would be many more nights with Dee. Our affair lasted 3 years; until she graduated.  She moved away to attend college.  Eventually she found someone closer to her in age, they got married and had 5 kids.  Dee still comes home to visit me.  We’ll still have sex when she does.  I’m pretty sure that kids 2, and 3 are mine.

 

 

Looking at that horse cock I felt a surge of curiosity. I wanted to know what that cock would feel like sliding in and out of my pussy. I wanted to feel the stallion’s hot cum flow into my pussy. I wanted to taste the cum which would flow from the large head. I wanted to be gripped by his powerful forelegs and dominated by his pure animal strength. More than anything else, I wanted to be dominated by a stallion.

I had to get out of there.

I kicked my mare firmly, and she happily started toward the stallion. I wrenched her head around forcefully, unheeding of her gentle mouth. With another firm kick I sent my mount galloping toward home. My mare didn’t like being ridden at her fastest speed, but I knew if I stayed watching the stallion for too much longer I wouldn’t be able to control myself.

By the time I had gotten home, I had calmed myself enough to decide to tell my husband what had happened. I knew he might mind, but I needed to tell someone, and he was the only one I trusted enough to tell. I quickly untacked my mare and set her loose in a small field, promising her a good groom later, and then I ran into the house. I called to my husband, but he didn’t answer. Then I noticed the note on the table telling me my husband was gone to town to work on a deal, would I please take the mini horse for a walk to stretch his legs, the mare he was to be bred to would be there tomorrow. I smiled and thought to myself that stallion will get more of a work-out than anyone planned.

I knew I wasn’t loose enough to take a full-grown horse’s cock into me, but a mini horse was much smaller, and would fit into me no problem. I would work my way up to taking the monster cock our jumping stallion offered, but also keep my cunt tight enough so my husband wouldn’t suspect anything. First step, though, would be to take the mini horse’s cock in me.

When I stood up from the chair I had sat in, I knew I was in trouble. My cunt throbbed hungrily, and my knees were shaking. I was overcome with desire for a horse. I was glad that my husband wasn’t home, because for the first time ever, I knew I couldn’t be fulfilled by him.

I left my clothes in the tack room of the barn. I couldn’t help almost running down the nearly empty barn, and the few heads that poked out at me nickered curiously. I found our mini horse stallion, whose name was Cowboy, in his stall. I haltered him and tied him loosely to a ring on the wall, then sat on the floor. His large pinto cock head was already starting to poke out of its sheath, and I fingered it gently. Cowboy responded with a low grunt and another inch slipped out between my fingers. I rubbed it slowly, and was surprised that I couldn’t get my fingers to encircle the width of it.

I continued to rub Cowboy’s cock, and soon my hand was stroking a foot and a half of black and white horse cock. His cock was at least 2 inches wide, and the head was at least three, if not four inches. I could hardly believe that I was doing this, and I could hardly believe how close to an orgasm I was. Cowboy was grunting continuously now, and humping my hand gently. I reached up with my free hand and untied the quick release knot I had put into his halter rope, then leaned over and licked him experimentally. I was soon taking as much firm hot horse cock into my mouth as I could without choking, and Cowboy was grunting and thrusting his hips faster. I stopped for a moment and looked at Cowboy, then rolled onto my hands and knees to stand up. I was going to tie him firmer in the aisle and get a stool and try to slide his huge cock into my pussy. I didn’t get a chance to do any of those things, because as soon as I was on my hands and knees, Cowboy mounted me. I gasped as I felt his whole weight on me, but I held myself up as best as I could. I didn’t think Cowboy would try fucking me, he wasn’t that desperate, besides, he was a horse and I was human! I yelled at him and tried to kick him, but he only gripped me harder with his legs. Then I felt the head of his cock push at my cunt lips. I let out a yelp, and tried to pull away, but with one swift movement, Cowboy thrust evert inch of his cock into me. I could feel it slide into my cervix and I screamed. I thrashed about, but Cowboy grabbed a mouthful of my hair and thrust again. The head of his cock slid out before the next thrust and it nearly tore me as it went back in. Soon, though, I had forgotten the enormous size of my partner, and the fact that he was a different species, and just let myself go. I found myself thrusting back onto Cowboy’s cock, and moaning. The friction was amazing, and I had never felt so FULL in all my life. Cowboy continued his thrusting for nearly 10 minutes then stopped. His forelegs gripped me with vicelike strength and he thrust once more, harder than even the first time, and I thought he was getting readjusted. Then his warm cum flowed into me. I could feel it filling my cunt and flowing out around his retracting cock. Cowboy dismounted me and I heard a popping noise as his cock left my cunt, then warm horse cum, mixed with my cum flowed down my legs. I reached back with one hand and caught a bit of the mixture in my palm. I brought it back to my face and licked it clean. I had just been raped by a horse, and I knew that this was just the beginning of my adventures!

 

The following times she came after lunch and stayed the whole afternoon. She used the tub every day but I kept myself away from my bedroom. However, she gave me much to look at all the same. The weather was warm and sunny and she wanted to be outside and get a tan.Immediately when she arrived she put on bikinis. They got more and more skimpy. The first day she had small bikini panties and a push up bra that made her breast look real tasty. The second day there was another outfit with even smaller panties in a see through mesh material. Her brown pubic hair was visible through the material and at the sides. She had a rich bush. Her bra was again a push up but with half cups that barely covered her nipples.The killer came next. It was a string leather bikini. The "panties" were only a small triangle of thin, soft leather kept in place by thin twisted strings through the crack of her cheeks and round her waist. The triangle was of the same color as her pubic hair and so small that most of her bush was free to see. The impression from a little distance was that she was naked.The "bra" was made of two small triangles covering little more than her areolas and they were held in place by thin leather strings. She looked marvelous. This bikini was certainly not meant for use in this very rural part of Sweden. Perhaps not for any other public place either. But in my secluded farmhouse garden it was OK and gave an exotic and erotic touch.Even if she was sunbathing she made a number of walking around collecting things now and then. It was fantastic, seeing this good-looking female showing off only for me. Her breasts and ass cheeks bounced and the push-ups made her bosom very protruding. I could only sit back and admire. Which I did and let her see my admiration. And since there was no need to pretend not to look it was even better. She mused and did her best all the time.On the Saturday Angle came a little later than usual, in late afternoon. She brought food with her and asked if she could cook dinner for us both. I was happy that she wanted to stay for dinner, it was the first time."Before dinner I want to take my bath," she said. "And I want you to sit in the bathroom with me and talk. Will you do that?"I happily agreed. Although I had been allowed to see so much of her body during the last couple of days I wanted to see more. She was gorgeous and especially in the way she carried herself and her self-esteem.After a few preparations of the food she went upstairs. I didn't know when she wanted me to join her and lingered around outside my bedroom. I guess she heard me because she called my name."Come on, I don't think we have to be shy any more," she said.I went into the bedroom and only saw her pile of clothes on a chair. The bathroom door was open and I peered inside. She was standing by the bathtub bending down to control the temperature, with her back to me. She was naked."Come on in," she said again. "And look, I took your advice and shaved around my pussy lips."
Angle spread her legs a little more and bent over. With her hands she pulled her cheeks apart giving me a good look at her crack and pussy from behind. And she was clean-shaven and her pussy lips were free to see. The whole area looked very smooth and clean."Like it" she said giggling, closing her legs and raising up. She stepped into the tub and sat down and started adjusting the controls. The most of her was under the bubbling water and thus invisible. Her breasts now and then surfaced, looking lovely.I sat down and we made small talk. After a while I noticed that she didn't listen to me. I looked at her and saw that she had a concentrated, inward look. She started to moan and adjust her body in the bath. I realized that she was working on her orgasm. She moaned loader and bucked her hips making the water splash over the sides of the tub. She reached out and grabbed my hand holding it tight. When suddenly her orgasm hit her she nearly dragged me down in the bath. She smiled happily and the after-effects rippled through her body.
(To be Continue)

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Samantha hurried back to her seat, blushing again. She felt sure that he had just checked her out, but didn't want to get her hopes up and delude herself that such a gorgeous guy could like her. She thought wistfully of all the fantasies she had created with him in. They had different startings, but all ended the same way, with them having passionate sex and dating secretly. Samantha had never had a boyfriend before, so she didn't know much about the opposite sex. She did however, have a very dirty mind, ever since she had discovered her older brother's stash of magazines when he was away at university. She looked at porn a few times a week, and had tried unsuccessfully to masturbate when she was alone. She was getting wet now, thinking of the videos she watched the previous night on the internet, putting herself and Mr Louis in the positions of the actors. The bell rang and she jumped up quickly, running from the classroom to prevent herself from looking at her teacher again.

Chapter 2-Fantasies

Samantha lay in bed that night, thinking of Mr Louis again. She imagined how it would happen. She would be going out for the night with her friends, dressed in her sexiest underwear. She would run into him at a bar, and they would talk and laugh together. At the end of the night, he would offer her a ride home, and she would accept, not expecting more than a ride home. He would drive back to his own house, and tell her how he felt about her, and they would kiss. She would follow him into his house, and then...

Samantha's hand had been resting on her thigh under her duvet while she imagined, and as she got to the part where he led into his bedroom, her hand began to slide up. She slipped her hand under her brother's shirt that she wore for bed, and thought of Mr Louis. She thought of how they would undress each other, kissing each other's bodies, as she stroked her pussy. She thought of how he would lie her down on his bed, as she slipped two fingers inside. She thought of how he would lick her out, making her scream with pleasure, as she started to rub her pussy gently. She thought of how he would position his cock over her and slide inside, picking up the pace until they climaxed together. Samantha bit down on her pillow to prevent herself from screaming as her first self-inflicted orgasm shook her, and she slowed down the pace at which she was fingering herself. She sighed, and rolled over to go to sleep.

Chapter 3-Fantasies Realised

It was some weeks later that Samantha's fantasies of Mr Louis began to increase. She was on a school trip to France, and of course he was there too. She spent every night for the first week of the trip dreaming of him, knowing he was sleeping in the next room. Then, on the last night of the trip she was wandering up to her room when she heard a noise behind her on the stairs. Se turned suddenly to see Mr Louis coming up quickly behind her, trying to look up her short pleated skirt. She blushed as they made eye contact, while he just smiled calmly. She hurried on up the stairs, and could hear him behind her. As she turned the corner into the corridor she was staying in, she heard Mr Louis say ' Samantha, can i have a word with you please?' She nodded, dumbstruck, and followed him into his room, her heart thudding. He closed the door behind her, and quickly turned the lock. He then turned to face her, and smiled.

'Don't worry, it's just so that we're not interrupted. I think this conversation needs to be in private.'

'What do you need to talk to me about, Sir?' Samantha whispered, glancing up at him.

'Well, i know you saw me looking up your skirt before, and i wanted to explain to you why. I know you have feelings for me, and i wanted to tell you that i have feelings for you too. You turn me on so much, i can hardly teach when you are in the room.'

Samantha gasped as her moved closer to her, and brushed her hair out of her eyes. He put one hand on the small of her back and bent down to kiss her. At first, she couldn't respond because she was so shocked, but then she started to kiss him back. This seemed to encourage him, and he moved his hand up her back and round onto her breasts, and began squeezing them through her blouse. She shivered, and moved her hand down to his crotch, and began rubbing. He pulled away at that point and looked at her seductively.

'I always knew you were a dirty little girl under that innocent but sexy uniform.'

'Yes, sir,' she murmured, letting him take control of her.

He led her over to his bed, and threw her down onto it roughly. She pulled her tie off and undid her blouse, revealing her pert breasts in a black lace bra. He grinned and reached up her skirt, pulling down the black thong and then taking off her shoes. He left the pleated skirt on, moving it up to her waist as her bent down in front of her and put his head between her thighs. His tongue moved all around her pussy, making her cry out in pleasure. He then shoved his fingers into her and began to fist her, making her squirm and moan. Before she came, he suddenly reached under her arms and pulled her onto the floor in front of him, so that they were facing. He kissed her again roughly, his hands now going into her bra and squeezing her erect nipples. Before she could respond, he stood up and pulled his jeans and shirt off. Samantha pulled his boxers down and gasped as his 10 inch penis emerged, fully erect. She looked up at him for instruction and he smiled. Mr Louis put his hand on the back of her head, twining his fingers into her hair, and pushed her face forward. She gingerly licked the shaft of his tool and began to stroke it. His strong hand guided her mouth onto him, and he pulled her hair, making her move up and down him. She began to understand what to do then, and moved of her own accord, sucking his balls and licking the tip. He moaned, and suddenly and powerfully came in her mouth. She swallowed obediently, and he chuckled.

'You're a model student, Samantha.' Mr Louis said. 'I always knew it.'

Chapter 4-Climax

Mr Louis then picked Samantha up and put her on his bed, so that she was knelt on all fours. He pulled her pleated skirt up again, and slapped her round ass cheeks a few times, making her whimper. He reached down to her pussy and stroked it, making her wet. He got her juices on his hand and wiped them around her ass hole. He then plunged into her, making her scream. He pounded her ass doggy style, as she screamed and moaned. He felt her tensing again, and pulled out before her orgasm, leaving her frustrated and unsatisfied.

He then turned her over so that she was facing him again, and pushed her legs wide open. She cried out as her entered her, popping her cherry. She felt a bit of pain that was completely overshadowed by the pleasure she felt. Mr Louis started thrusting in and out of her slowly, holding her hips under her skirt. As he picked up pace, she moaned more and more, and began rocking her hips so that they were banging each other as hard as they could. Her body tensed and she screamed as they climaxed simultaneously. He fell on top of her and they both sighed. They lay like that for several minutes, before he stood up and began getting dressed. Samantha did the same and walked over to his door to leave. Mr Louis looked up and said,

'Before you leave Samantha, i'd like to organize another meeting like this. It was very...successful-don't you agree?'

'Oh yes, i do agree, Sir.' Samantha blushed and hurried away.

THE END.

 

That tactic seemed to work, as my erection died off and the front of my trousers resumed their normal appearance. We walked out of the front door of the terminal and towards the waiting shuttle bus. It would take us to the parking area and her car. As we boarded the bus, I should have remembered the old practice of the men going up steps first to avoid the lady being embarrassed. I watched as she climbed the step up into the shuttle. As she stepped up, her short skirt rode up enough to see the dark lace at the top of her stockings. I though to myself that at least she wasn’t wearing those hated pantyhose. I climbed up into the bus and took a seat beside her for the short ride to the car. I thought that if I kept busy in conversation, I could avoid having another embarrassing moment. We talked about the changes in the area since I was a youngster. She asked when the last time was that I saw my home town. I told her it had been about four years since I came home to attend my mother’s funeral. I told I couldn’t believe how much the are had changed since I was a boy. The mills had all shut down when we started importing cheap steel from the Japanese. She then told me that it had gotten much worse and that I would see a lot of closed up stores in the downtown area. She unlocked the passenger door and then walked around to unlock her trunk. I put the suitcase inside and shut the lid as she went for her door. I opened mine and started to slide in and she did the same. As she slid into the driver’s seat, her skirt rode up and I could plainly see her black lace panties. I also reinforced my thinking of earlier at the bus that she was wearing stockings instead of pantyhose. They were the type with elastic lace tops that didn’t need a garter belt. Those were the prettiest legs I had seen in a long time. After starting her car and adjusting her seatbelt, she reached down and pulled her skirt down to where it was covering her. A sly hint of a smile was on her face as she put the car in reverse and backed out of the space. We drove to the gate, where Becky handed the attendant her validated ticket and then smoothly pulled out onto the highway. As we drove, I could see her beautiful legs moving from pedal to pedal as she shifted gears. Each time she lifted her left leg to work the clutch, her skirt moved ever so slightly upwards.

 

Becky struck up a conversation, asking if I was married and if so where was my wife. I explained that my wife had died only last year of cancer and I was staying with a daughter. She then asked how old my daughter was and I answered that she was thirty five years old and the mother of two boys. Becky smiled and said she was thirty eight and had married but her husband had been killed in a hunting accident almost twenty years ago. They had only been married a year when he had fallen into an abandoned mine vent shaft that was concealed by some bushes. She then told me that she had never remarried, choosing to move back in with her parents and help take care of her father. He had been shot in Viet Nam and was paralyzed. She now had her parent’s house as her father had passed away and Mom was in a nursing home. She added that sometimes the house seemed almost too big for her.

 

Becky turned the car into the parking lot of the motel and stopped near the door. She unlocked the trunk and let me get my luggage out. She again grabbed my laptop case and we walked in the door to the desk. I gave the clerk my name and he looked through his reservation lists and informed me that he had no reservations for me. I showed him my confirmation slip and he said that he was sorry but there were no empty rooms and the same was true in the other motels, because of two reunions in town at the same time, as well as a convention for one of the churches. He apologized but that still didn’t get me a room. Becky suggested that I stay at her house, since she had plenty of room. I started to say no, but she insisted, so I walked back out to her car and we put the luggage back into the trunk. Noticing that it was dinnertime, I offered to at least buy  her dinner in repayment for her hospitality. She agreed and soon we were walking in the door of a very nice Italian restaurant. I ordered a table for two and was escorted back to the corner booth by the greeter. Becky and I sat down and waited for the waitress to bring menus and take our drink orders. I entered into a dialog of small talk, trying to keep my mind off those legs. We discussed the reunion and the declining economy of the area. She told me that she had a good position as a paralegal and was going to stay in the town as long as there was a town to stay in. Becky asked to be excused to go to the ladies room and slid gracefully out of the booth. She asked that I order her a coffee if the waitress came while she was gone. No sooner than she had gone from sight, the waitress came and asked for our drink orders and left two very attractive leather bound menus. I opened mine and could hardly believe the low prices of  the meals. I  looked over the choices until Becky came back from the restroom. I sat quietly while Becky glanced over the menu and told me the lasagna was to die for here. I told her the choice was decided then and we would both have it. We slowly sipped the coffee that the waitress had brought and again just chatted while we waited for the waitress. It was no time at all until she came to take our orders. I told the waitress that we both would have the lasagna, to which she asked if we would like a glass of wine. Noting the look on Becky’s face at the suggestion of wine, I ordered a couple of glasses of a nice red wine. We went back to chatting as we waited to be served our meals.

 

Our meals were soon brought to us and we ate our fill. It had been a long time since I had eaten a good Italian meal cooked in the Sicilian tradition. After the meal we declined the waitress’ offer of a desert, but let her bring us fresh coffee. We again chatted, Becky telling me of her life since her own days in school. After her husband died, she went back to school, majoring in law. She had taken a job in a law firm as a clerk but soon found herself studying to become a paralegal. During the conversation, she mentioned that her maiden name was Hunter. I gave it no thought and went on with our conversation. The waitress came by our booth and left our check, to which I gave the waitress my American Express Card. She disappeared to the front of the restaurant and quickly came back with my card and a copy of the bill for me to sign. Becky and I both slid out of the booth and after leaving a generous tip, I followed Becky out of the restaurant.

 

We got back into her car and buckled up. She thanked me for dinner and told me that breakfast was on her. We drove the rest of the way to her house and turned into the driveway. She parked in the carport and opened the front door of the house, reaching inside to turn on the light. I followed her into the living room and waited while she turned on a light in the hall. She told me to bring my luggage back to a spare bedroom. I wheeled the suitcase back the hall and into the room. I slipped out of my suit coat and hung it in the closet. She told me to go in and turn on the TV while she got a little more comfortable.

 

I walked into the living room and sat on the big leather couch. I saw the TV remote on the coffee table and turned the set on. It was set on Showtime and there was a very revealing movie on. I was used to watching even XXX rated movies, but not with a strange woman young enough to be my daughter. Just as I reached to change the channel, Becky came into the room and said that she had wanted to see that movie and would I mind if we watched it. I looked up at her and got a real surprise. She was dressed in a large pajama top and nothing else. I could see also that she had removed the stockings and wondered about the black lace panties. It wasn’t long till I was convinced she had removed them also. As she crossed the room, I couldn’t see the outline or shadow of any underwear beneath the thin top. She came over and sat beside me, curling her legs back under her. The front of the top was unbuttoned at the very bottom and her legs were showing to within a few inches of her womanhood. I tried to keep my eyes from looking down but was loosing the battle. As I looked downward, she moved and confirmed my earlier conclusions. She was nude beneath the top and her neatly trimmed bush was very much in view. Becky made no attempt to cover herself and was actually moving so that she was revealed even more. Without a word, she leaned over and gave me a soft, wet sensuous kiss on the mouth. Her arms were on my chest and I felt her tongue probing my mouth. I responded by feeling her firm breasts through the thin top. They were a lot firmer than I expected for a woman her age and the nipples were hard as rocks. She reached up without a word and began to slowly unbutton her top, revealing the most beautiful pair of breasts I had seen in many years. I looked down at her pussy and saw that it was beginning to get wet. Her legs were positioned so that I could see her very well. She pulled the top back off her shoulders and tossed it over the coffee table. She straddled my legs and began to unbuckle my belt, then slowly unzipped me. She moved and told me to raise my hips while she pulled my trousers and shorts down and let them fall to the floor. She again sat with her legs curled under her and began to slowly stroke my hard cock. She leaned down and put her lips on my cock and sucked it into her mouth. I was almost ready to blow my load when she told me to lay flat on the couch. I moved until I was flat on my back with my cock standing upright like a flagpole. She turned till she was facing my feet and began to straddle my body. As she leaned down to resume sucking my cock, she slid back until her pussy was inches from my mouth. I held her by the hips and began to lick her wet slit. She moaned softly and slid back even further. I sank my tongue deep into her pussy, tasting her sweet juices. I then probed with my tongue until I found her clit, which was hard and exposed so I could suck it. She began to rock her hips and ride my tongue harder and faster, sucking my cock as she did. It had been so long since I had been in bed with a woman, I was ready to cumm sooner than I wanted to.  A few more strokes on my cock with her tongue wrapping my cock as she sucked and I felt the cumm boiling up from my balls. She sensed I was ready to cumm and sucked faster and rode my face and tongue faster and faster. I suddenly felt my load blasting into her mouth. At the same time, she cried out and began to orgasm. She sucked my cock and swallowed every drop as her orgasm peaked. I could taste her cumm juice and sucked on her pussy to get every drop. She finally collapsed on me and lay resting as she tried to get her breathing back to normal. After a few minutes she leaned over and turned off the TV and suggested we go into her bedroom where there was a lot more room. I followed her down the hall after she switched off the light in the living room. She turned and stepped into her bedroom, pulling me behind her with her warm hand. She had the covers turned back before we even entered the room and led me to the huge king sized bed. She got on the bed and moved over, patting the bed with her hand to invite me to join her. In  the dim light of the night light just outside her door, I could see her naked body, her chest still heaving slightly from her intense orgasm. I lay beside her and put a hand on one of her breasts and began to roll the nipple between my fingers. She arched her back to encourage me to continue. I leaned over her and kissed the erect nipple and flicking my tongue on it. She pulled my head closer and told me to suck her tits. My hand began to explore the closely trimmed bush of fine hair covering her pussy. Her legs parted to give me greater access to her wet slit. I started to bend down and lick her pussy, hoping to get her to suck on my cock as I did. She pulled me back up and said she wanted me to fuck her hot pussy. Being the gentleman I was, I wanted to please the lady and climbed over to a position over her. I slowly dragged my hard cock up and down her flat belly and poked it at her pubic mound. Her legs immediately parted to allow me to gain entrance. I rubbed the head of my stiff cock on her wet slit and felt her lips relaxing. My cock immediately sank deep into her tunnel. I was surprised at how tight she was. Her tight pussy was like a vise, holding on to my cock as I took each stroke. I began slow, fucking her tight pussy with slow, deliberate strokes. After a few minutes, I was increasing the speed and power of my thrusting, trying to match her writhing beneath me. Her hips were lifting me with each powerful grind of her hips. Her legs had locked around my waist and were holding me close as we fucked. After the excellent blow job she had given me in the living room, I was able to go longer in her. I took hold of her legs from around my waist and played “make a wish” with them. That spread her wide open and allowed me to ram her until my balls slapped her ass each thrust. After a few minutes, she reached up and put her hands on my buttcheeks and pulled me close. She left out a cry of pure passion and began Cumming.. Her hips were jerking and she dug her nails into my ass as the convulsions peaked. Her actions put me over the edge and for a minute, we were both Cumming together. She was yelling out, “Yess, Yess!” at the top of her voice and then she surprised me by saying “Fuck me Daddy! Fuck me hard!”. I looked down into her face and saw a look of pure passion and pleasure. She had her eyes closed at that moment but then opened them as her orgasm passed and stared right into my eyes. She asked me if I knew a Kathy Snider from my high school days. I lay with my cock still buried in her tight pussy and Thought back. I told her that I did remember her and that we had a real thing going until I left for the service. Becky looked up at me and said, “ Well, I am the result of that real thing! I am your daughter and you just fucked me.. How does it feel to fuck your little girl? Was I as good as Mom? She said you popped her cherry and was the only boy she fucked till after she had me.”  I looked down at her and saw what I took to be a look of distain in her eyes. I pushed myself off to the side and sat up, expecting her to begin screaming or hitting me or something. I started to sit up and get dressed when she took my hand and told me that she had waited for years to do that with me. When she was a young girl, she had found a photo of me in a box of old stuff in the attic when I was playing. She had also  found some letters that I had written her mother, describing the act that resulted in Becky being born. I asked Becky to let me get to my wallet and I wanted to show her something. I picked up my trousers and pulled out my wallet and removed a small folded up piece of paper. I carefully unfolded the paper and flattened it out on the bed for her to read. It was a letter from her mother telling me that she missed me and loved me but not a mention of her pregnancy. I also pulled and old photo out of my wallet and handed it to her. It was her mother and me at our high school graduation. I had carried the photo and the letter all these long years in my wallet. I reached in and pulled another faded letter from my wallet and handed it to her. It was a Dear John letter, saying she had met someone else and wanted me to forget her. I told Becky that I had never forgotten her in those long years since she sent me that letter. I told him that Mom had moved to her grandma’s in Montana to have the baby and stayed out there for several years. She had met a boy that had accepted Becky and things looked good for a future. That boy married her mother and then was drafted into the army for the war in Viet Nam. He had been killed there and her Mom had moved back to our little home town, hoping the people there would think the baby was his.

 

Becky Started to cry and put her arms around me, holding me tight. She said she had dreamed all these years about making love with me and now she was afraid I would never want to speak to her again. I sat holding Becky in my arms and tried sorting this all out in my head. A part of me was angry for her deception and part of me was still a Dad wanting to comfort his daughter. Another part of me was thinking of the great sex we had just had and wanting more. I asked Becky if her mom was still alive. She told me that she had passed away only a few months ago and she had left the house and everything to Becky.

 

Becky got up from the bed and wrapped a thin robe around her nakedness. She told me to stay put until she returned. She went to the dining room and opened a big roll top desk and took out an envelope. She paddled back to the bedroom and handed me the envelope. It was addressed to me and in Kathy’s handwriting. I opened the envelope and took out a letter. I started reading.

 

The letter was dated several months before she died. It told me that she had written the Dear John to keep me from finding out that I had made her pregnant. It went on to tell me about the husband she lost in Nam and her struggle to support her and her daughter. The rest of the letter just went over the years since I had seen her. She did say that she moved back to our hometown when her father passed away, leaving the family home to her and that she had deeded the house over to Becky after she became ill.

 

By the time I finished reading the letter, My hands were shaking and tears were welling up in my eyes. I lay the letter on the nightstand and looked at Becky. She was sobbing quietly and raised her head up to look at me. She asked if I was mad at her for having sex with her knowing I was her real father. She added that it all started out of spite, but the evening we shared together just made her realize she loved me. She sold her house in our hometown and moved in with me. I have a nice little farm out in the country and we have a lot of privacy to do as we want. She has started to work as a paralegal in the town near our home and comes home in plenty of time for us to take care of the house and have time for some hot lovemaking. I have since changed my will to leave her the farm and all the furniture when I’m gone. I have to admit that hearing her call me Daddy while we are making love keeps me going. I suppose some would call us perverted and sick but we don’t really care. When I see her getting dressed in the mornings for work and she stands naked in our room while she picks out her clothes, I  get aroused like I did years ago. She keeps her pubic hair shaved and her naked pussy is always ready for me. When she comes home at night, her panties are in her purse and she is always ready to fuck her Daddy!

 

 

We walked in silence for about five minutes towards the main shopping precinct. I would normally cut through it on the way home to my flat, but as we approached the pedestrian crossing Tom turned and walked towards the dual-carriageway. That route was at least a mile longer and I began to wonder if we were going back to my flat. Of course I surmised he does not know where I live or at least that is what I thought.

“Its quicker this way,” I pointed towards the shops.

“I know but we are going this way, come on.”

I shrugged my shoulders and followed across the road. He led me over to the far side so we were walking towards the oncoming traffic. The pavement on that side was usually deserted and served more as a cycle lane than anything else. He stopped and turned towards me with a mischievous grin on his face.

“Where is your husband now?”

“Why?”

“I ask the questions. Are you able to phone him?”

I looked at my watch, it was 1930 so the children would be in bed. He had taken them up to Scotland to see their grandparents.

I nodded, “ Yes.”

“Good. Now listen very carefully. In a second you are going to take off your coat and start walking down the road beside me.” He paused to cherish the look of horror that had sprung onto my face. He raised his finger to his lips to stop me from talking, “and when I tell you to you are going to phone your husband. Do you understand?”

I nodded.

“Good. You are to talk as normal to him. I will be wearing this head phone which I will connect to your phone you will have one earpiece. If I hold up this,” he raised his Blueberry, “then you are to read exactly what is on the screen. Do you understand?”

I was not sure about this, but nodded anyway.

“Good phone him now and once you are through slip your coat off.”

I was shaking like a leaf as I held the phone. He will know ........he will know.......the thought went ripping through my wind like a tornado. It was ringing. Please don’t answer....please.

“Hello”

“Hi darling.”

The cool air hit my semi-erect nipples and they shot outwards causing a small intake of breath.

“Are you alright?”

“Yes yes,” I stuttered the words out as I tried to hide behind Tom.

Tom pointed that I needed to be beside him.

“How are you and the kids?”

“We are well. How is work?”

Tom was staring down at my traitorous nipples as we walked with a knowing smile tracing over his face.

“Work is ok. Would rather be with you in Scotland.”

The drivers had started to notice. You would have had to be blind not to. The blouse was transparent and my boobs were bouncing around freely below the flimsy material every time I took a step. The silky material was also conspiring with the breeze to harden my already aroused nipples into vicious looking points that were a good inch in length.

Toot Toot a van driver slowed down and sounded his horn in appreciation.

“What is all that tooting about? Where are you?”

Tom raised the blueberry.

“I haven’t got my top on. I am walking down the road.”

“What? Your topless!” I could hear the disbelief in his voice.

Again the blueberry was up.

“No, I have not got my coat on.”

“So who is tooting at you then?”

The blueberry was there again.

“They are not tooting at me I think they are tooting at 2 women on the other side of the road. They are far better looking than me and are wearing short skirts.”

“Oh ok.”

I was waiting for the ‘no darling you are the most beautiful woman’ reply. The correct reply and it never came.

“Listen I have to go, give my love to the kids. I love you. I’ll phone tomorrow.”

Tom lowered the blueberry.

We walked on in silence for a few minutes. The tooting of horns now joined by the occasional shout from a passing vehicle. At first I had been horrified by the thought of walking down the road dressed like that. I would have been as well having no top on at all. The conversation with my husband had been mechanical and false. I knew he knew there was something not right about the horns and I had been glad when Tom had ended it short. But now as I walked on and my discomfort faded I found a new sensation welling itself up. A sensation – despite many attempts and fantasies- I had never managed to realise again. The same sensation I had felt on that night three years ago when I realised that I was being watched. I was getting turned on by the fact that loads of passing men found me desirable. Not your damp knickers, hard nipple turned on – I had reached that stage twenty minutes ago during (and I hate to admit it) the phone call to my husband) – but the base animal instinct turned on. The type most people never realise or only get when they are drunk and then are too wasted to fully enjoy. It was starting in my abdomen again and seeping its way slowly south. I pictured my vibrator and the dildo in my bedroom. God was it going to be their lucky night. The aching had reached my pussy long before we reached the crossing point that led us back towards my flat. I do not know if Tom could smell my arousal but I could and I hated myself for it. This was the first night of a month and he had already pressed more buttons with me than any previous sexual acquaintance including my husband. But there was the crux...I loved my husband....sex with him was special and loving...and I was not going to lose that for the sake of a fuck. He and they would not win. My determination eased the pain between my legs and gave me back some control.

“You can put your coat back on now.”

Ten minutes later and we were inside my flat. I made straight for the bedroom. I did not care if I was that obvious. He could hear me for all I cared and I hoped he would suffer. To my surprise he followed me into my room. I turned to face him.

“Excuse me, but this is my room.”

“Ohh I gathered that but you do not have time for your toys you need to pack.”

“Pack?”

“Yes,” he smiled that annoying smile again, “You didn’t think you would get to stay here for the month did you.”

I had not thought about it at all. What was there to think about? This was my flat I had just assumed that was where I would stay. I was flustered and it showed.

“Come on pack,” he went into my wardrobe and threw me the small suitcase that was in it, “only bring the essentials. The stuff you need for work. And leave the toys.”

My heart sunk. Leave the toys? Maybe this was going to be harder than I imagined. I was never very good at bringing myself off with just my fingers. I liked to be filled and pounded and fingers – especially mine, thin and petite – were just no substitute for a raging hard-on pounding into you.  

I did as asked, hovering briefly over the vibrator that lay under the pillow. But I had a funny feeling he would search my bag and decided against it. If I was doing this I would win.

“Can I ask where we are going to at least?”

“Our place. We have rented a large apartment. It is closer to the hospital but that is for our convenience not yours.”

At that moment a horn sounded outside the building. Tom crossed over and looked out of the window.

“Come on time to go.”

I went to get my coat which I had hung up on entering.

“Keep it off.”

I had expected a car driven by one of the others and was a bit shocked and feeling very self-conscious when I saw the black cab. It was one thing to be walking down the road but this man would be able to talk to me. I hesitated as the driver got out of the cab. He was old, grey and fat with two large sweat stains migrated from his armpits. His eyes lit up on seeing my breasts and he smiled revealing the black stumps which were all that remained of his teeth. He disgusted me. A fat lecherous slob and I just knew he would be watching me the whole journey. He grabbed the door handle and pulled the door open. I bet he would not normally do that I hated him even more. His eyes were undressing me as I approached and the bastard even licked his lips.

Tom laughed, “Somebody likes you.”

“Shut up.”

I pushed my way past the driver and bent down to enter his cab. I tried to get in quick, I knew what was coming. He had left barely enough room between himself and the cab to squeeze through and the stench of his BO made me screw my nose up in disgust. I chose to turn away from him as I squeezed past, mainly to avoid his breath which I just knew would be worse than his body odour. His hand grabbed my arse and squeezed. He was not even shy about it either and his fingers tried to worm their way between my legs as I was forced to bend forward.

“Get your hands off you fat slob.” I wanted to slap him.

“Sorry miss my hand slipped. Just trying to help you in.”

I shot him the sort of look that would scare off a Rottweiler and sat down.

The bastard did not seem to care and I wondered if he treated all his clients like that or whether Tom had set me up. His delving fingers despite their revolting owner had stocked my desires again and I hated myself for it.

Tom was still smiling as he entered from the other door. I had deliberately sat down with my back to the driver right behind him on one of the folding chairs.

Tom patted the seat beside him in the middle of the rear seat.

I glared at him but undid my seat belt and crossed over. I sat down clamped my knees together and folded my arms across my chest.

“Where to gov.”

Tom gave the driver the address and then to my embarrassment asked.

“Did you like her tits?”

“The driver turned his head round and stared at me smiling, “Lovely pair of jugs gov and no knickers either unless I am mistaken.”

“You are not. Did it feel nice?”

“Her arse. Yeah nice and firm. Gone and given me a boner so she has.”

“Do you hear that Sarah you’ve gone and turned our driver on.”

I had gone bright red and they both laughed. Thankfully the driver decided it was time to pull away and I was able to breathe again. Thankfully the journey would be quick it was only a mile to the hospital and if their apartment was closer then at the worst 10 minutes.

“Can we take a more indirect route mate? I am new to the area and would like to get my bearings. I will pay of course.”

“I wish I could gov but this is my last job tonight and I promised the boys I would meet them in the pub.”

My relief was audible.

“Oh come on I am sure we could come to some arrangement.” My heart was in my throat and I turned to glare at Tom. He ignored me and continued, “You would be doing me a huge favour and a favour deserves one in return.”

I swear I could hear the driver’s breath grow louder as he debated asking the question.

“How about a little feel of the young lady in the back, gov?”

Tom did not answer straight away. He was deliberately making me suffer. He had promised no touching from them but had never said anything about anybody else and I was begging him with my eyes.

He laughed again, “Sorry mate can’t let you touch her if you know what I mean.”

“Ohh,” it was the driver’s turn to laugh, “I get you. Worth a lot is she?”

He thought I was a hooker. Again my mind screamed but my pussy and nipples had their own ideas and became wet and hard at the very thought.

“Ok gov, but I can look right?”

“Yes you can look.”

“Ok tell her to uncross her arms then and hitch up her skirt.”

He moved his mirror so he could see.

“You heard the man Sarah.”

I let my arms flop down. My relief at knowing he could not touch me was tainted by the knowledge that he was now going to stare at my breast and worse my pussy. He would see how aroused I was and would be wanking over the image later in his flat. His dirty small dick hard over me......Stop it Sarah........but I could not help it.

“And the skirt luv”

I raised my bottom and pulled it up until it was round my waist. My legs were still together but both could see the neatly trimmed line of pubic hair. I kept my eyes down, hoping that from there he would not be able to see my arousal whilst secretly hoping that he could.

“Can’t see much gov. Get her to open her legs a bit.”

I knew I had no choice. Well I did but the end result was the same. I could either embrace or resist either way I would open my legs and show two virtual strangers what only my husband had ever seen since my parents. The air in the taxi was not cold but against my hot sopping wetness it felt like an icy blast as I not only opened my legs but lifted my ankles up onto the chair and let them flop to the side. My gaping wetness was on full display and the taxi swerved.

“Shit gov sorry,” but he could not keep his eyes on the road for long and no longer content on using the mirror he kept looking round.

My left leg draped itself over Tom. If he was going to test me then I was going to test him as well.

“Now what?”

It was the first time I had spoken and I could not believe I had.

“Do you mind if I pull over gov? Somewhere quite like.”

“No problems but the deal is no touching remember.”

“I don’t want to touch her gov, well I do, but a deal is a deal, but I need relief like, sorry hope you don’t mind.”

His left hand was already playing at his groin as we pulled into the car park behind the hospital. At this time in the evening it was nearly empty and he found a spot over in the far corner behind some skips.

He was in the back of the cab and sitting on the flip down seat opposite quicker than an Olympic sprinter. His eyes greedily ate in the sight before him. His pecker (it was small) was already protruding from his stained trousers and even Tom nearly laughed when he saw it. I made a great play of licking my lips and then moved my hand down towards my engorged clit. I had never seen it so swollen not even after sex with my husband. The lips were blush red and I could see the small beads of moisture lying there waiting to lubricate something big and hard. It was in that moment as his eyes willed my hand further down that I realised I was in control. He could not touch me, he wanted me, his hand tugging on his small dick gave that away, but it was more than that....yes he was wanking now but I knew he would be masturbating for weeks over this image of me. I had always thought of that the girls that chose to lapdance were nothing more than glorified wanna be hookers. Now I knew differently. They got off on the power they knew the hungry salivating dogs were salivating over a meat they would never taste and I was enjoying it.

I looked over towards Tom’s eyes hoping to see the same desire in them but he wasn’t even looking at me. Instead he was staring out of the window at a tree. I deliberately eased my knee into his groin. He could pretend nonchalance but men were all the same really. I expected to feel a hard-on but it was soft.

“Erm”

I looked up at him again and he pointed to my knee. Rejected I turned back to the taxi driver who was smiling and leaning forward. Fuck you Tom I cursed him and swore then to make it as hard for him to resist me as it was now for me to stop myself at that second from grabbing his hand and using it to relieve myself.

The taxi driver was growing desperate. You could tell by his face. He wanted to cum but wanted to see me play with myself before he did.”

“Play with yourself .... spread your lips”

My hand eased down through my clit and I bit down on my lower lip to stop the groan. It felt so good.........so sensitive.

The taxi driver emboldened by my immediate response to his commands now seemed to want everything all at once – a bit like a child set free in a sweet shop.

“Push your finger in ........slide it out..........lick it..........use both hands.......”

Having realised just how sensitive my pussy was to my touch tonight I was only too happy to oblige although I was having difficulty keeping up. My eyes though kept flicking up towards Tom. God Sarah you are hoping to catch him watching. None of this was for the taxi driver......yes he was giving the orders now but I was hoping to turn Tom on so much that he would be forced to touch me and I would have won. I did not know if that would be the end of the game or not but I sensed victory and was hell bent on pursuing it.

“Tweak your nipples ...... use your index finger ........slower.......”

I looked back at the driver he had slowed his wanking down..........he was delaying cumming but I was going to make sure I did. I moved my finger up my clitoris until I found the spot I wanted. I never usually liked fingers inside of me....much preferring small firm circular motions over my clit just by the urethra.

“In and out not like that......”

But I ignored him. I was almost there already just a few seconds more. The driver was not stupid he could see I was about to cum.

“Carry on as you are. That’s it ohh yes”

My eyes were watching Tom now, my left leg started to shake. There was no way he could ignore this.

A loud AHHH followed by small meowing sounds announced my orgasm and something warm hit my right knee. I ignored it for a second, content just to enjoy the moment. The guilt would come later I knew. The first thoughts of Sarah what have you done were already chastising me.

“Sorry luv,” the taxi driver pointed to my knee where a large blob of his sperm was now trickling it way down onto my calf. He held out a tissue.

“Thanks.”

The journey to the apartment was brief from there, literally around the corner. I did not even bother to move until we pulled up outside the building.

“Come on then Sarah time to meet the gang.”

Tom paid the driver and as we walked through the door I turned to see him bent over licking the seat that I had just cum all over.

“You are a slut really aren’t you Sarah?”

It was my turn to smile, “You wanted to play. What’s the matter scared you are going to lose.”

“We cannot lose Sarah only you can lose.” Tom held out a disc.

He saw my quizzical look.

“Want to know what this is don’t you?”

“Not really.”

I pushed past him and headed towards the lifts.

“Even taxi’s have camera’s these days Sarah.”

The words froze me to the spot. Camera........taxi..........shit.......I turned to face him.

“You bastard that was not part of the deal.”

“I haven’t got round to telling you all about the deal yet. But do not worry all the tapes will be yours along with the first.” It was his turn to walk past me.

“What do you mean all of them. How many.......?” I did not bother to ask. He had pressed the button and the doors were already opening.

“Come on Sarah,” he sounded like an owner calling his puppy. “All will be revealed in the apartment.”

    Josh sat next to Chrystal and inquired, “Hey, what's up?” Crystal gazed into nothingness for a moment longer as she was thinking, and responded “Nothing really, it's the middle of July and I am so, bored.” Josh replied “You're not alone, I mean, I'm 13, and should be hanging out with my friends doing something, anything, but they're all off on their big vacations”, Crystal said “Well, maybe we can get something off pay per view, I mean, mom and dad went off for the week end, it's Friday, and they left us with 50 bucks, plus I have some money in savings from doing small jobs, and it goes on the bill anyways, so, it wont hurt anything.” Josh consented and handed his sister the remote, as she was checking if anything good was on he surveyed her body, and compared it to his own, he noticed that he was only a couple of inches shorter than her, and thought nothing else of it. Finally, Crystal announced, nothing is on! Nothing but cheesy dramas and a couple of sitcoms, and a bunch of infomercials.” Josh said in response, “Why don't we go through the movies, we have enough movies to keep us entertained for a while” Crystal agreed and they both started going through the movies on the shelf. After what felt like at least fifteen minutes of reading the backs of movies, Josh asked, “Hey, what time is it?”, Crystal inclined her head and said, clock says, 4:00 PM., want to go check mom and dad's room?”, “Sure”, said Josh. They walked into their parents bed room and started looking through movies stacked on a chest of drawers, then, after no success Crystal decided to check their drawers for anything interesting. Josh asked “Why are you checking their drawers?”, “Well, I overheard dad asking mom if the “movie” was in hiding away from where the kids could find it, why not, it can't be that bad”, “What if its like a porno or something?” interjected Josh, “Yea, I bet that's what you are counting on” she said with a slight laugh. “Whatever...” said Josh, slumping on his parents bed staring at the ground, and that's when he noticed a video concealed underneath his parents second chest of drawers to the left of him. As he bent over to pick it up, his sister said, “Hey, check this out,” while pulling out a pack of condoms giggling. “Hey, that's not yours! Put it away!” exclaimed Josh, “What, and that video you have is yours?” Crystal said in a mocking voice. Josh then said in a completely amazed voice, “Whoa..”, “What?”, asked Crystal while snatching the movie out of his grasp, gasping as she read the title “Wow, never though mom and dad had parties like that.”. The title of the movie was in dark black marker “Sex classes:Day one-Us at the class/home video”

    Almost in an ecstatic tone, Crystal asked “Have you ever seen anyone else but yourself naked?”, he quietly looked down and said “No, have you?”, “Only other girls, I haven't been able to use visual aids, if you get my point” Josh looked at her surprised and said nothing but “Uh...” and she responded with asking him “have you ever had an orgasm and ejaculated before?” Josh looked coyly at her and said, “Well, it's not really any of your business.”,. Knowing he obviously had from his attempt to change the subject, she said “ I masturbate every night,” trying to feel comfortable, or possibly just competing, he said “Well, so do I”. Crystal told him “I am so, freakin', hot and horny right now”, she said rubbing through her shorts. Taken aback, Josh withdrew slightly, and noticing this Crystal said “What, disturbed to see your older sister rub her pussy?” and walked into her bedroom with Josh behind her.

    Crystal then popped in the video and turned on her TV, the two of them took a seat on the side of her bed facing the television, then the video started. At first the image blurred for a few seconds, and then it cleared up, with a clear picture depicting a group of five people sitting around a table, two of the people who were sitting near each other were their parents, and two their aunt and uncle on their father's side of the family. Everyone around the table had a hand of cards, and the camera shifted slightly as the camera person set the camcorder on a tripod and sat with them, the first person who lost, their dad, took off his shirt, they were obviously playing strip poker. As the movie progressed, both Josh and Crystal were rubbing their crotches, and right before the first person to expose their self, their uncle, Crystal paused the movie and said in a playful tone “Want to see me naked? Wait, but you have to show me yourself naked also,..”, “OK” said Josh, obviously excited. Crystal raised her shirt over her head and threw it on the ground followed by her bra, releasing her perky C breasts. She then slid down her shorts, dropped them, and rolled on her back slipping off her panties with her ass in the air. Josh was not wearing underwear under his swimming shorts and clearly was aroused with his rising cock. Crystal smiled at him, rolling back to sitting on her butt and eying him with a sexy glint reflecting through her very demeanor. “Now it's your turn Josh” she said. Josh slid down his shorts and his cock was fully erect, six inches with pubes around the base, it was uncircumcised and had a vein running up the side, and its head was a shade of magenta. Crystal looked at him hungrily and hit the play button on for the movie to start again, surprisingly once the first person took off their clothes, so did the rest of them, and the camera woman picked up the camera and everyone walked into the living room. When the camera was set in the living room to show everyone, the unrecognizable camera woman then started giving instructions, saying that they would be trying anal sex, if none of them have before, and told them to pick a partner and proceed with the operation, all of the women bent over and spread their legs slightly, and the instructor said to use plenty of lube and not to cum until later. Their parents and the other two people started then having anal sex and after a few minutes, Crystal paused it yet again and looked at her brother with interest. She then reached over and grabbed his cock, and he did not resist, and she began stroking it, when it was apparent he was going to climax, she stopped, she never had seen a guy cum, but she heard, that once he did, it was over, and she wanted more than that. She said then, “OK, my turn, just rub this, my clit, and those, my lips of my pussy, K?”, “OK” said Josh, unsure of what to do. He rubbed her vagina's lips, massaging her clit at the same time. Beads of sweat developed over her body, her breathing came in short gasps, and her hips bucked towards his hands, wanting more. She said “I'm gonna orgasm, stop”, as she stopped, she moaned and stretched out and said, “Josh, I need something inside me, I have never had a cock in me, and I need it bad.”

    Josh was confused by his sister's request and retorted “The last thing I need is a pregnant sister, especially not by me” Crystal rolled her eyes and said, “Remember those condoms sweety? Go get them, OK?”. As her brother retrieved the condoms, Crystal rubbed at her pussy, moaning softly with a smile as she did. When Josh returned, he sat at the end of the bed with a condom in hand and said, “How do I get this on? It's not long enough!” Don't be stupid” said Crystal, “Read the box, it explains I'm sure”. After reading the box, he slid on the condom over his cocks head and down the shaft, covering it. He said “I got this lube stuff too, he said, squirting some on his hand and rubbing it onto his hard penis, slightly shaking from the shock of the events which were taking place. He then sat above his sister and lowered his cock into her pussies lips, and submerged into her vagina.

    As Josh penatrated she moaned, but also, cried a little from her virgin hymen breaking, and releasing a trickle of blood. Josh asked “want me to stop?” Crystal shook her head no, but josh picked up a pillow and removed the case, took his cock out for a moment and started cleaning the blood with it. Luckily, the bleeding stopped fairly fast. “Thanks, it doesn't even hurt now, it only has a little bit of a stinging, please, do me” Josh listened to her and started pushing himself back in after lubing up again. He Slid his cock into her deeper and deeper, making her moan, and after a while, the two started humping into each other, and picked up a fast paced tempo. Josh and Crystals breaths were stammering out in fast breaths, and were humming and moaning. Sweat poured off of their bodies as the minutes passed on, and after about another twenty minutes, the room acquired the wavering smell of sex in the air. First to cum was Crystal. Her eyes blinked quickly, her body shuddered, and her hips released one last powerful lunge towards her brother's cock, and stopped breathing, and after what felt like an eternity of a non sequential state of nirvana, and a pulse of an orgasm rushed through her body and her heart felt like it had exploded and her soul was reaching up towards her brother, as he came just after she started, and they melded into one person.

    After their first ever time having sex, Crystal stayed in her position on her back as Josh started licking her pussy. “Thank you honey, that feels good, you still horny?” she said, he responded, “yea, but we can wait, just rest. She then fell asleep and later found herself in her brothers arms, “where are we going?” asked Crystal, “It's a surprise, close your eyes.” Crystal heard the door open and felt the cool night air touch her naked body, then after a short walk, “OK, open your eyes” waded into their 10 ft. deep cement pool. Crystal let herself submerge into the water, wrapping her legs around her brother's waist. Josh, without saying anything, started kissing her, and searching around her mouth, playing with her tongue, she asked “If we do it again, we aren't going to stop, are you wearing a condom?” “Yes” said Josh. She then unwrapped her legs and slid his hard cock into her pussy, and started to bounce, her breasts shaking and bouncing as she did. Then Josh humped against her bouncing and they soon found themselves in a state of bliss, both orgasming at the same time again. Afterwards, and wordlessly, Josh took off the condom, placed it kissed his sister, and got atop a large floating lounge bed, and she got on top of him, back towards him, and they both fell asleep.

 

It was Mike Brown’s first job at the age of 16 years old.  Luckily for him his grandfather owned the small shoe store located near the Catholic High School he went to.  He could get out of his classes at 3:00PM and be at the store in 10 minutes.  For the first two years his tasks normally involved cleaning and stocking the shelves.  It wasn’t until his Senior Year when he was 18 that he got the chance to actually sell shoes to customers. 

 

Meagan had a crush on Mike since the third grade.  They only lived three houses from each other and were schoolmates and playmates.  Mike never really considered Meagan to be anything other than one of the guys.  She normally wore baggy clothes and kept her hair cut short.  She could play baseball as good as most of the other guys and could spit and run better than most.  She would stop by the store after school to see him but his grandfather would run her away. 

 

63 year old Tom Brown smiled when he saw Mrs. Talbert and her daughter walk into the store.  He told his grandson Mike to clean up the back while he waited on his favorite customer. 

 

“Hello Tom.”  Betty said as she walked over to look at the same display of shoes she had seen every week for the past three months. 

 

“Hi Betty.  I’ve gotten in a new pair of boots in if you might be interested.”  Tom said pulling the boots from the box and holding them up for her. 

 

“Of course.  Why don’t I try them on?  Regular size.”  She smiled.  Tom knew her size by memory.  He pulled out a size 6 medium and carried them to the small row of seats. 

 

“Now you just sit there and be a good girl.”  Betty said to her daughter Amanda.  The girl slid up onto the seat and looked at herself in the small mirrors down by the floor in front of her.  She made some faces and giggled. 

 

Betty took off her coat and folded it neatly on the seat next to her.  She turned to see Tom kneeling in front of the seat waiting anxiously for her to sit down.  She smiled as she slightly hiked up her dress while she turned and slowly sat down. 

 

Tom couldn’t wait to see his prize for the day.  He had played this game with this woman for the past ten years and it was normally the highlight of their week.  They both pretended like nothing was happening but their bodies didn’t lie.    He unzipped the boot as she lifted her foot for him to slide the boot on.  His eyes were locked onto her knees as the short skirt moved up and away from her flesh.  He watched her stockings end and the garter-belt begin.  Her white creamy flesh was unblemished as it moved upward towards her panties.  He wondered which ones she would be wearing this week. 

 

Mike grinned as he peeked through the curtain watching his grandfather sneaking a peek up the older woman’s dress.  He had seen him doing it for the past year and always laughed at his expression when he saw her panties. 

 

Tom’s eyes never blinked as he raised her foot higher and higher.  Only a few more inches he thought.  Almost there.  Suddenly his eyes opened wide expecting to see her panties.  Except today she was not wearing any.  He looked directly at her bare uncovered moist pink pussy lips covered with sparse light blonde pubic hair.  He felt the sharp pain and grabbed at his chest as the lights went out. 

 

At first Betty didn’t know what Tom was doing when his head dove deeply between her legs.  “TOM!”  She screamed as she tried to lift his head and body off of her. 

 

Mike jumped through the curtain and over the chairs when he saw his grandfather fall forward.  He pulled him back off of her lap and looked down to see her uncovered pussy.  He froze but realized his grandfather was unconscious.  “GRANDPA!”  He screamed trying to wake him up.  But, Tom did not wake up.  His heart and his life had suddenly come to a stand still. 

 

The ambulance came but nothing could be done.  Both Betty and Mike were too shook up to talk about what had happened.  All both would say was that he just had a heart attack and fell.  The 10 year old girl Amanda didn’t really know what was going on.

 

A few days later Tom was laid to rest and the family gathered at his home.  “What are we going to do with the shoe store?”  Mike’s father Jim asked.  He was the town’s dentist and had no interest in keeping it open. 

 

“Sell it.”  Mike’s mother May said. 

 

“We can’t do that.”  Mike said.  “It’s a family tradition.  I’ll run the store for the summer before I go to college.” 

 

His parents looked at him.  He was a smart boy and could handle the small amount of business the store had.  Summer time sometimes picked up because the other kids were off from school and had more time to shop. 

 

The store was closed for two weeks until Mike graduated from High School.  His girlfriend and he had broken up a few weeks ago because she was going to a school back east and didn’t want to be tied down.  Mike didn’t really care because they had slowly broken away from each other anyway.  It was graduation night when he realized Meagan thought more of him than a good friend. 

 

“Where are you going tonight?”  Mike’s mom asked him as they arrived at home after the graduation ceremony. 

 

“Meagan is having a party.”  Mike replied.  He knew his mom liked Meagan since she had almost lived at their house for the past ten years. 

 

“OK.  But, don’t stay out late.”  She winked.  Mike frowned and ran up to his room to get his jeans and tee shirt on. 

 

“How do I look?”  Meagan asked her girlfriend Tara.  Tara looked up from the Teen Magazine she was reading and gasped. 

 

“Where did you get that dress?” 

 

“Internet.  With a credit card it is easy.”  She giggled.  She looked at her reflection in the full length mirror.  The dress came down to just below her hip line.  If she leaned over any at all anyone would see her new red satin thongs.  She bent at the waist just to see the reaction of her classmate and good friend. 

 

“Holy Mother of…”  Tara exclaimed when she saw Meagan’s bare ass cheeks with the shiny red thong strap splitting the middle of her creamy buttocks. 

 

“I guess I better not bend over huh?”  Meagan laughed. 

 

“Your parents will never allow it.”   Tara laughed. 

 

“My parents won’t be here.  My older sister Janet is supposed to be watching us.”  Meagan smiled.  “I made sure her boyfriend Alex will be here and will keep her busy.” 

 

“Mike is going to have a heart attack.”  Tara laughed.  “Has he ever seen you in a dress?” 

 

“Not like this only in my school uniform.”  She smiled.  Only Tara knew she had a thing for Mike. 

 

“I feel under dressed.”  Tara said looking down at her tight jeans and haltered top. 

 

“I’m sure Brad won’t mind.”  Meagan giggled.  Tara had been dating Brad for a little over a year and had reached third base.  She was hoping for a home run tonight.  Meagan just wanted to get up to bat with Mike. 

 

Brad stopped by Mike’s house and they walked to Meagan’s which was only few yards away.  “I think tonight will be the night.”  Brad whispered as he pulled the Trojan from his rear pocket. 

 

“You wish.”  Mike laughed.  Neither of them had gone all the way but like most senior boys they told everyone else they had. 

 

“I’ve got two in case you might need one.”  Brad said holding up the other rubber. 

 

“Right.  And, who might that be with?”  Mike asked.

 

“How about Meagan?”  Brad asked.  Tara had told him Meagan had a thing for him but made him promise not to tell.

 

Mike laughed.  “I’m not sure if Meagan even likes boys.”  He had always thought of her as one of the guys. 

 

Brad put the rubbers back in his pocket and they knocked on the door.  Janet answered it. 

 

“It’s little Mike and Brad!”  She yelled so her sister and Tara could hear her. Janet was only 20 years old but acted like Meagan and her friends were a lot younger.  “They are still upstairs getting ready.”  She turned and led them into to the basement. 

 

“Now be good down there because I don’t want to have to come down there and spank you.”  She laughed. 

 

Mike and Brad stared at Janet’s cute ass as she walked in front of them.  Brad elbowed Mike and grinned. ”If you get bored Mike doesn’t have a date and you can spank me anytime you want.”  Brad said to Janet as she turned. 

 

“I have a feeling Mike will be busy enough.”  Janet laughed as she watched the two 18 year olds walk down the basement steps. 

 

“What did she mean by that?”  Mike said as he sat on the large sofa in the corner of the finished basement.  He looked around and thought about all the good times he had with Meagan as they played ping pong in the room and video games on that same sofa. 

 

“Ready or not here we come.”  Tara announced at the top of the steps.  Brad sat forward as he watched Tara’s jean covered legs coming down the stairs.  She smiled when she got to the bottom and looked up at Meagan standing nervously at the top waiting to come down.  Tara grinned as she looked up under Meagan’s short dress seeing the front of her red panties.  She thought about calling Mike over but Meagan would kill her. 

 

“And now.”  She announced.  “A new Meagan!” 

 

The two guys turned expecting to see Meagan’s jean covered legs but instead saw her bare ankles, calves, and thighs.  Mike leaned forward trying to see where her clothing started.  Shit.  It better start soon he thought.  Finally her red dress and her curvaceous ass came forward.  He watched and waited because whoever it was it could not be Meagan. 

 

Meagan almost fell down the last two steps as she peeked under the ceiling to see Mike’s reaction.  She smiled when she saw his eyes opened wide and his mouth open as big.  “Holy shit.”  Mike muttered. 

 

“Damn Meagan.  You look hot.”  Brad said at the scanty clad girl.  His eyes took in her bare legs and even her full bust she had successfully hidden from everyone in the past. 

 

Meagan smiled nervously and walked into the small room.   She saw the look on Mike’s face and it gave her a warm feeling between her barely covered legs. 

“Hi Mike.”  She giggled.  She pivoted to give him a full view of her curvaceous ass. 

 

Mike couldn’t talk as he watched what used to be his tomboy buddy walk around the small table to sit next to him.  His eyes never left her body and his mouth never closed. 

 

“Damn.”  He finally managed to say. 

 

“If you don’t like it I’ll go change.” Meagan said smiling. 

 

“NO!”  He said loudly.  “It’s going to take some time getting use to.” 

 

Tara was happy Meagan was getting some attention but not all of it.  She moved over to Brad and plopped down on his lap.  “Hi honey.”

 

“Hi.” Brad said not taking his eyes off of Meagan’s short skirt.  Only a few inches more and he could see all the way up to the junction of her tan thighs. 

 

“Heather and Mark are here.”  Janet yelled down the stairs.  They all turned to see the two walk down the steps.  Heather was also wearing a short dress but not as reveling as Meagan’s. 

 

“I’m going home to put a dress on.”  Tara said standing up.  But, Brad pulled her back down on his lap.

 

“You look great in your jeans.”  He laughed as her cute round ass bounced down onto the front of this jeans. 

 

“Who else is coming?”  Heather asked.  She pulled Mark over to squeeze into a large chair. 

 

“That’s it.”   Meagan answered. 

 

Mike looked around the room and realized he had been coupled up with Meagan.  Heather and Mark had been going out for almost two years and Tommy and Amy as well.  He could feel the heat radiating from Meagan’s bare thigh which was pressing into his own leg.  He knew there would be some intimate stuff going on and was unsure how he would respond doing anything with his video game friend.   

 

“Will your sister be joining us?”  Heather asked as she put her hand on Mark’s leg just above his knee.  He put his hand on hers and smiled. 

 

“No.  She promised to stay upstairs.”  Meagan said still nervous to be sitting next to Mike. 

 

“What does everyone want to do?”  Tara asked.  She could feel the rise in Brad’s pants under her ass.  So far she had only touched him through his clothing and he had done the same to her.  Tonight she hoped they would take it further. 

 

“We could dance.”  Meagan said trying to calm down.  She pulled her dress down and walked over to the stereo.  She forgot about her short dress and leaned over to select a CD. 

 

Mike tried not to look at the bottom of her pink ass cheeks peeking out from under her dress.  He wondered if she was even wearing panties. 

 

“Uh Meg.”  Tara laughed. 

 

Meagan turned to see Tara pointing at the back of her dress.  She quickly stood up right and blushed.  “Oops.”  She giggled. 

 

Meagan put on the CD and turned to walk back to the sofa.  She hoped Mike would ask her to dance.  However the first song was a fast one.

 

“Come on.”  Heather said to Mark trying to get him up to dance.  Right now all three guys had full hard-ons and were not about to stand up.  Heather laughed when she saw his condition.  She reached over and took Meagan’s hand.  “Let’s dance.”

 

Meagan was standing next to a hip grinding Heather and didn’t know what to do.  She would be moving and wiggling her body for the first time in front of guys.  The girls had danced together at slumber parties and had fooled around dancing in only their undies.  But, that was with girls.  This was completely different. 

 

“Come on girl shake that thang.”  Heather laughed as she took Meagan’s hips in hers and twisted and turned them. 

 

Tara again felt left out watching the other girls getting all the attention.  She jumped up between them and started grinding her ass in large circles. 

 

The guys sat back and enjoyed the view.  Heather’s dress moved up twice enough for all of them to see the bottoms of her silky white panties and even Meagan was starting to move her hips more.

 

“Yeah!” Brad screamed and clapped his hands.  He wanted the girls to get down and get nasty.

 

 “WHAT IS GOING ON DOWN THERE?”  Janet yelled from the top of the stairs. 

 

“Nothing.” Meagan laughed. 

 

“Good.”  Janet said.  “Keep it that way.”  She laughed and closed the door. 

 

“That was fun.”  Tara said laughing.  The fast song ended and a slow one came on.  She held her hand out to Brad and he accepted it. 

 

Meagan sat back down next to Mike and watched as Heather and Mark moved up to dance close together.  She could see the girls push their stomachs up to the front of the guy’s pants.  She took a drink and sat back by Mike. 

 

“So are you going to talk to me?”  Meagan asked.  She glanced down to see the tent still in his pants. 

 

“I don’t know what to say.”  He said.  “You are so different.”  He looked down at her body. 

 

“You don’t like?”  She asked smiling. 

 

“Yes.  I like it a lot.  But we've been friends too long.   

 

“Can’t we enter a new level of friendship?”  She asked. 

 

“I don’t know if I can.” 

 

“Let’s try.”  She said as she stood and took his hand.  He followed her up to where the other couples were grinding their bodies together and felt her body push into his.  Her arms moved over his shoulders and her eyes looked up into his. 

 

Meagan tried to act calm when she felt his penis pushing against her stomach.  She moved her soft breasts forward until her hard nipples jabbed into his chest.  Her body moved to the music causing her stomach to rub across his hard-on. 

 

“I can tell you like it.”  She whispered.  Her face moved up to rest on his shoulder allowing her lips to press against his neck. 

 

Mike easily forgot who he was dancing with.  Her body was igniting parts of him never lit before.  At first he tried to hold his body back from hers to prevent her feeling his passion but she kept coming.  He looked over her shoulder at Mark as his hands cupped and fondled Heather’s ass.  Mike’s fingers shook as his own hands moved down Meagan’s waist to the top of her hips.  He could feel her thongs under the thin dress.  Every five seconds his fingers moved lower until his whole hands were now covering her marvelous buttocks. 

 

Meagan felt his hands on her ass and smiled.  Her lips moved forward to plant little kisses on his neck.  Although she was a virgin she did have some experience kissing from her last boyfriend.  Her lips moved up to his earlobe and sucked it between her teeth.  She nibbled on it. 

 

Mike felt her lips and her stomach rubbing against him and it was too much.  His fountain was ready to gush.  He pulled away and looked into her eyes.  He saw the passion of want and need.  He tried to move back before it was too late and her soft lips moved up to his.  Her mouth opened and her tongue snaked into his mouth just as he climaxed.  “OH SHIT.”  He moaned as he pushed away from her and ran into the small bathroom on the other side of the basement. 

 

Heather saw what had happened and tried to do the same to Mark.  She wanted to pull it out and do it in the open but knew her girlfriends were not ready for that just yet.  Her fingers moved down between their stomachs until she found his erection.  She squeezed and stroked him until he tried to pull her hand away.  Too late.  He pushed her back and gave her a dirty look.  He ran to the bathroom door but Mike had locked it.  He hurried up the stairs. 

 

Tara and Brad didn’t know what was going on.  They were so locked up together they didn’t even break away. 

 

“Good job Meg.”  Heather whispered. 

 

“Did he just…?”  Meagan whispered back to Heather. 

 

“Sure did.  I guess you were too much for him.”  She laughed.  They sat down on the sofa and watched as Tara slowly did the same to Brad.

 

Janet was sitting on the sofa waiting for a phone call from her boyfriend when she heard the basement door open and someone run into the bathroom.  She was afraid it was one of the girls.  She moved over to the bathroom door and heard the water running.  She twisted the doorknob and slowly peeked inside.  She gasped when she saw Mark standing with his pants and boxers down around his ankles.  He was washing his stomach and pubic area.  He saw the door open and the shocked look on Janet’s face as she looked at his semi-soft seven inch prick.  She slammed the door.

 

“Shit.” Janet said to herself.  She moved into the den and sat down.  She had imagined her sister and her friends as kids but now seeing Mark’s prick and it being larger than her own boyfriend’s her opinion suddenly changed.  She heard the bathroom door open and then the basement door.  She sighed and waited for her boyfriend to call.  Her body was suddenly on fire. 

 

Mike cleaned up and dried his pants the best he could.  Luckily jeans were easy to dry and hard to see any stains.  He heard someone try to open the door and then run upstairs.  He waited until he heard the footsteps coming back down.  He opened the door and walked out like nothing happened. 

 

Meagan was nervous as she waited for Mike to return. He sat next to her and she whispered.  “Sorry.” 

 

Mike whispered back.  “I’m not.”  She giggled. 

 

Heather and Mark were not taking it as well.  “What the fuck did you do that for?”  He asked upset.  She had embarrassed him in front of his friends and Janet had seen him with his pants down. 

 

“You didn’t like it?”  She asked. 

 

“No.” He said sharply back. 

 

“Good.  Then you can do it yourself from now on.”  She got up and walked over to sit in another chair. 

 

Tara could see something was wrong with Heather and Mark.  She thought she could break the ice if they played a game or something. 
”Who wants to play a game?” 

 

“What kind of game?”  Heather asked.

 

“Any game.”  Tara replied. 

 

“How about spin the bottle?”  Brad jumped in. 

 

“We are kind of old for that aren’t we?”  Mark said.  Right now he did not want to kiss or be near Heather. 

 

“Instead of kiss let’s do dares.”  Brad said.  “You only get to turn down one dare and if you do you have to take off an article of clothing.  The person spinning the bottle will come up with a dare to the person it points at.” 

 

“Sounds like fun.”  Tara said.  “I’ll get a bottle upstairs.”  She ran up the steps.

 

“Do you want to play?”  Mike asked Meagan who was now holding his hand. 

 

“As long as you are playing.”  She smiled. 

 

“What are you looking for?”  Janet asked Tara seeing her searching around in the kitchen. 

 

“A bottle.”  Tara said. “We are playing spin the bottle.” 

 

“A kissing game?”  Janet laughed.

 

“No a dare game.” Tara responded. 

 

Janet was pissed her boyfriend had stood her up.  She was bored and was still thinking about Mark’s prick.  “Do you think Meagan would be upset if I played?”

 

“Of course she would but I wouldn’t.”  Tara laughed.  Janet followed the younger girl down into the basement. 

 

“I thought you said you would stay upstairs?”  Meagan asked her sister when she arrived in the basement. 

 

“Alex stood me up and I’m bored.”  Janet said.  “Tara invited me.”

 

Meagan gave Tara a dirty look. 

 

“OK but if you repeat any of this I’ll kill you.”  Meagan glared at her sister. 

 

They all moved the table out of the middle of the floor and sat in a big circle.  “Who goes first?”  Tara asked. 

 

“Spin the bottle.”  Brad replied..  Tara spun the bottle and it went around and around.  It slowed and stopped on Mark.  “I get to go first.”  He smiled at Heather and she smiled back.    

 

Mark took the bottle and gave it a big spin.  It moved around and slowed.  They all watched as it pointed to Tara. 

 

“Be good or I’ll get even.”  She said. 

 

“OK.  Go into the bathroom and take off your bra.”  He said. 

 

Tara smiled.  “That was not so bad.  I can do it here.”  She moved her hands up under her shirt and released the front clasp.  The guys watched in amazement as she twisted her arms and managed to pull it out from under her tee shirt. 

 

“How did you do that?”  Brad asked while scratching his head. 

 

“Maybe I’ll show you sometime?”  She giggled.  Everyone could now see her hard tips poking out the front of her blouse.  She tossed the small bra on the sofa.  “My turn.”  She spun the bottle and it pointed to Janet. 

 

Janet was wearing a denim skirt and a halter top.  She looked at the young girl and was ready for anything. 

 

“OK.  I dare you to kiss the boy of your choice for one minute.” 

 

Janet immediately looked over at Mark who had been avoiding eye contact with her.  She moved up and walked around the circle.  She stopped behind Mark.  Mark looked over at Heather and smiled as he turned and offered his lips to the older woman.  Janet gave him the best she had.  The others could see their mouths open and their tongues mixing together.  

“A minutes up.”  Tara laughed.  Janet moved her lips away and smiled.  She moved back to the circle.  She spun the bottle.  It pointed to Mike. 

 

“This one is easy.  Take Meagan into the bathroom and have a three minute date.” 

 

Meagan smiled at her sister.  Her being here was not so bad.  Meagan quickly stood and walked ahead of Mike. 

 

The door closed behind them.  “Three minutes.  Go.”  Tara yelled. 

 

“I still can’t believe this is you.”  Mike said as he moved his lips down to hers.  Meagan accepted his lips and tongue.  Mike’s hands moved down to a territory he knew was OK.  His hands cupped her round ass. 

 

Meagan broke the kiss and they both gasped for air.  “What’s different about me?”  She giggled.  “This.” He laughed as his hands moved over her ass cheeks. 

 

“What else?” She asked excited he would touch her elsewhere.

 

Mike’s hands moved up her sides and to her stomach as she moved back from him.  They both looked at his hands as they moved up until they brushed the bottoms of her breasts.  He looked at her face to see a smile.  It gave his hands the go ahead to move up over her soft orbs. 

 

“Definitely these.”  He said.  Meagan’s eyes closed as a boy touched her breasts for the first time. 

“Two minutes to go.”  Tara yelled. 

 

Mike toyed with her hard nips.  “What else?”  She asked with her eyes still closed.  They both knew where his hands would go next. 

 

“You sure?” He whispered.  She shook her head yes.  It was a moment she had dreamed about for a long time. 

 

Meagan sucked in her stomach while his fingers moved down her abs to her stomach.  He lightly touched over her pubic mound and to the junction of her thighs.  Her legs opened enough for his fingers to trace over her virgin slit.  She moaned when he touched her clit.  His fingers moved lower to the bottom of her dress and under it.  He touched the insides of both thighs as his fingers moved north. 

 

Mike had touched his last girlfriend on her panties only.  He had never touched hers or any bare pussy before. His fingers pushed against the soft satin panty and stopped.  She really was a girl he thought.  He curled his finger under the elastic edge and felt her silky soft pubic hair guiding the way for his fingers to her damp slit. 

 

“Meagan.”  He whispered as he moved his fingers up her slippery channel. 

 

“I wanted you to be the first to touch me.”  She moaned when he pushed against her hard pleasure knob. 

 

As Mike’s finger moved off her clit she grabbed his hand to hold it there. 

 

“Right there.”  She directed. 

 

She could tell from his fumbling finger he did not know much about a female’s vagina.  The only real one he had seen was Mrs. Thompson’s the day his grandfather died. 

 

“One minute.”  Tara yelled. 

 

Meagan wasn’t sure if she would get this chance again so she aimed her fingers at his zipper and found it.  She pulled it down and reached inside.  She wasn’t sure how it would feel when she found it but she had a pretty good idea how it would be shaped.  Her fingers pushed thought his bush and across his hot shaft. Her fingers explored it as he explored her wetness.  She marveled at its size.  She guessed it was at least seven or eight hard inches.  Her fingers moved around the crown and felt the slippery pre-come. 

 

“I’m glad you are the first too.”  Mike whispered.  Her fingers were making him close to coming again. 

 

Her lips sucked on his earlobe again and she could feel him about to explode again.  He did not know how to bring her off.  “Maybe we can have some other firsts?”

 

Mike thought about what she had said.  “You mean?” 

 

“Maybe?”  She giggled. 

 

“TIMES UP!”  Tara yelled as she tried to open the door.  Mike pulled his fingers out of Meagan’s panties and she did the same out of his pants.  They rearranged their clothing and Mike kissed her one last time.  Meagan opened the door and walked out blushing. 

 

“Hey sis.  Did you find anything in there you liked?”  Janet teased. 

 

Meagan kicked her lightly as she walked by.  Meagan grabbed the bottle.  Her body was now on fire and she wanted to see and experience more.  She spun and it landed on Mark.  Meagan wanted to see if everyone was willing to share.  “OK.  I want Mark to demonstrate his favorite sexual position.”  Everyone turned to look at Heather.  She frowned.   “With Tara.”  Meagan finished.  Everyone looked at Mark and Tara to see if they would do it. 

 

“Go ahead.”  Heather said already upset with him.  They all looked at Brad.  “Fine with me.”

 

Tara looked at Mark and grinned.  She had always liked Mark but he had been dating her girlfriend for such a long time.  Tara stood up and met Mark by the sofa.  “What’s your favorite position?”  Tara whispered in his ear. 

 

Mark smiled and looked at Heather.  They only had intercourse  three times and Heather was not one willing to experiment.  “Girl on top.”   He whispered back.  Mark moved over to the sofa and lay down.  His prick was hard from the time he heard what was going to happen. 

 

“Like this?”  Tara asked as she swung her leg over his hip and straddled his waist.  Her pussy was directly above his bulge.  “I’m glad I didn’t wear a dress now.” She laughed.  She looked under her breasts to accurately guide her pussy to the tip of the tent in his pants.   She gently touched it at first and then pressed harder until the tip was pushing up against her clit.  She closed her eyes and lowered her hips until his log rested between her slit.  She started a slow up and down motion on his body. 

 

Meagan was sitting directly across from Mike as they watched Tara’s fucking motion on Mark’s hard-on.  She saw Mike turn to look at her and smile.  She smiled back and slowly opened her thighs to show him her red panties again.  Teasing was so much fun. 

 

“Touch my ass.”  Tara whispered in Mark’s ear.  His hardness was making her close to coming.  He glanced over at Heather and saw her looking away.  His fingers found Tara’s cute little butt and pulled it harder against him.  It was all Tara needed as she exploded.  “Oh..oh.”  She moaned as her hips moved faster and faster.  She bit into his shoulder to keep from screaming.  It was the first time anyone but her own fingers had made her come.  Her body went limp on top of him. 

 

“God.”  Janet said.  She never knew these 18 year olds would be this nasty.  As she wished if Alex was there she heard the doorbell ring.  “I’ll be right back.”  She said running up the steps. 

 

Tara climbed off of Mark and lightly kissed his lips as her face moved by his.  “Thanks.”  She moved up feeling the dampness between her legs.  By the time Mark sat back down Janet came down the stairs with Alex. 

 

The girls all looked at him as an older man. He was twenty-two and a Junior in college.  “Is it OK if Alex joins us?”  Janet asked. 

 

“Sure.”  Heather quickly replied.  If Mark could fool around so could she. 

 

“So, this is spin the bottle dare game?”  He said smiling.  He looked at the cute young girls who were making eye contact with him.  It had been over a year since he had a virgin he thought looking over at Janet. 

 

“My turn.”  Tara said as she picked up the bottle.  Mark grabbed it from her hand.  “You had a turn and I was part of the scene on the sofa.”  He said as he turned the bottle.  They all watched as it pointed to Heather.  Mark smiled.  It was payback time for his buddy Brad.

 

Heather gave him a stern look.  “Since I had such a good time with Tara it’s only fair that Heather shows her favorite position to Brad.”  Mark smiled at Heather thinking she would go to her missionary position. 

 

Heather knew what Mark thought she would do.  She actually had wanted to try another position but it was not what Mark thought it was.  She had wanted to try oral sex but didn’t know how to tell him.  This was her chance. 

 

Heather stood and grabbed Brad’s hand. She led him to the sofa and pushed him onto his back.  She could see the outline of his prick under his pants.  She smiled at Alex as she turned her body so she was facing his feet.  They all gasped when she moved her body onto his in a 69 position.  Her long blonde hair fell over his zipper such that no one could see her mouth open to nibble on his bulge. 

 

Brad didn’t know what hit him.  He expected her to do the same as Tara but when she turned and moved her hips over his head he looked up to see her dress fall over his face.  He couldn’t see her panties but his face soon felt them.  He moved his face up to get his nose free so he could breath.  When he did his mouth came into contact with her damp crotch.  He felt her mouth biting gently on his tip as his pushed his tongue out to find her damp slit.  He wished he could pull her panties to the side but his arms were trapped. 

 

“Shit.”  Alex said sitting upward to see better.  Janet had told him things were wild but to see them locked in a 69 was too much. 

 

Heather wanted to make Brad come to get even for satisfying Tara.  She didn’t know what to do so she did everything she could thing of.  Her mouth moved over his crown and she quickly raised and lowered her head.  She could feel him getting harder in her mouth.  Her mouth moved off the tip and down the side.  He was not a long as Mark but he was pretty thick.  She clamped her mouth on the side of his shaft and moved her head up and down.  Brad only lasted a few seconds.  “OH GOD!” He yelled from under her skirt.  Her leg moved enough for his hand to snake free undetected by the others.  He pulled her panties to the side and tasted a pussy for the first time.  His tongue discovered she definitely was not a virgin as it dove deep inside of her. 

 

Heather felt his dam burst and moved her head back.  His tongue up inside of her was too much.  Her head rose up when his tongue moved deep inside. 

 

The rest of the group sat silent as the two bodies stopped moving.  The game was turning into more than a game. 

 

“My turn.”  Heather said grabbing the bottle.  They watched as it turned to point to Alex.  It was her turn to dare him. 

 

She giggled.  “Take off everything but your underwear.” 

 

Alex looked at her in disbelief. “Strip?”  He asked.  “I just got here.” 

 

“Chicken?”  Janet teased. 

 

“You sure?”  He asked.  Heather shook her head yes.

 

They all watched as he stood and pulled his tee shirt over his head.  His chest was covered with dark hair and was full of muscle.  He stood and unsnapped his jeans.  They all watched as he pushed them down his legs and off his feet.  The large bulge in his boxers was not hiding from anyone. 

 

“Satisfied?”  He asked Heather as he sat back down.  She smiled. 

 

“So this is going to be one of those games huh?”  Alex asked.  It was his turn and he wanted to see some naked flesh. 

 

He spun the bottle and it pointed to Meagan.  She gasped.  She knew what he wanted. 

 

“Little sis.  I’ve never seen you in a dress before and now I guess I’ll get to see you not in a dress.  Take it off.”  He grinned. 

 

Meagan looked at Janet for support.  She only smiled.  “What if I don’t do it?”  She asked Tara who made up this game. 

 

“You lose your one denial.  You might want to save it in case something really bad comes up.”  Tara said.  She felt bad for her girlfriend who was about to expose her body for the first time. 

 

“She can have my denial.”  Mike said. 

 

“No. I can do it.”   Meagan said as she stood facing the other way.  They all watched as she pushed the straps of the dress off her shoulders and watched as it fell down her body.  Only her red satin panties and bra remained.  She quickly turned and sat back down.  She crossed her arm over her thongs.  With the other hand she took the bottle. 

 

Mike tried not to stare at Meagan’s body but he couldn’t help it.  Her muscular thighs fed up into her naked hips.  Her flat stomach did the same to the rise at her chest.  Her nipples could not be seen through the satin material of her bra but they definitely were hard little nubs. 

 

Meagan spun the bottle and it pointed to her sister. 

 

“OK.  Take off your skirt and blouse.”  Meagan said smartly. 

 

“You only had to take off one thing.”  Janet said.  Meagan knew she was wearing a halter top which did not have a bra.  If she took it off she would be showing her bare breasts. 

 

“A dare is a dare.”  Meagan laughed. 

 

Janet sighed as she stood to remove her skirt.  Luckily she had new panties which where pretty sheer.  She wondered if they could see she shaved her pussy.  She grabbed the bottom of the halter top and pulled it up over her naked breasts.  Her pink nipples stood out like small missiles.  She tossed the clothing on the floor next to her and sat down.  She saw Mark’s eyes locked onto her breasts and smiled at him.  She spun the bottle. 

 

Tara gasped when it pointed to her. 

 

Janet thought she would see just how far these kids would go.  “Let’s try this.  Reach down into Alex’s boxers and play around for at least a minute.” 

 

They all looked at Brad.  “A dare is a dare.”  He grinned.  He liked the way the game was going. 

 

“I can’t.”  Tara said looking down.  She had never touched a bare penis before as was not about to do it in front of everyone else. 

 

“You used your denial.”  Brad said smiling.  Seeing him smile pissed her off.

 

“Wait.  OK. I’ll do it.”  She said glaring at Brad. 

 

She moved over to Alex and he leaned back on his hands.  They all watched as Tara used one hand to pull out his waistband as the other hand moved down under the material.  Even though she had felt Brad through his pants she was not ready for the hard silky shaft as her hand moved around him.  Her fingers traced around the ridge of his crown and slowly down to his balls.  She cupped them in her tiny hand and slowly raised her fingers back up his shaft.  He was not as big as she thought he would be. Her fingers moved up over the crown again and off the tip.  Her fingers moved out of his waistband with the dampness of his pre-come on the tips.

 

Meagan couldn’t believe Tara would ready do it and watched as her hand moved under Alex’s boxers.  Even though he was wearing boxers everyone could see what was going on.  She remembered how stiff Mike’s prick was. 

 

“That’s enough.”  Tara said proudly.  She wiped her hand on her jeans and spun the bottle.  Around and around it went.  No one was talking as they watched the top of the bottle slow down and point to……Janet. 

 

“Hey.  I’m not taking off my panties.”  She said holding her hand out in front of her. 

 

Tara laughed.  “I’m sure the guys will like this.  Rub your breasts across all the guy’s lips.”  She was getting even for what Janet did to her. 

 

The guys thought Janet would refuse but when she stood and moved over to Brad he looked up at her naked breasts.  They were the first real ones he had ever seen.  Janet pushed him back until his head was on the floor looking up at her.   She knelt beside him and moved her orbs down until her nipple pushed against his lips.  Janet gasped when his mouth opened and sucked her hard digit inside. 

 

Mark was directly behind Janet and when she took the doggie position on her knees her ass was only a few feet from his face.  His eyes opened wide when her legs opened showing him her panties wedged into her pussy lips.  He did not see any pubic hair.

 

“Enough.”  Alex said.  He was not that happy with this young guy’s chewing on his girls nips.  Janet pulled her hard nipple from his mouth with a loud pop.  Everyone laughed.  She crawled over him to do the same to Mark.  As Mark lay back his bulge was outlined in his pants.  All the girls could see he was well hung.  Janet looked down at Mark’s opened mouth and thought she would do some teasing.  She dropped her nipple and it pushed into his eye.  He tried to tilt his mouth upward but she jerked her boob back.  She lowered it again and it pushed against his chin.  Again he jabbed his mouth at her breast and missed.  Finally Mark reached up and grabbed her breast and held it still until his lips sucked her nipple inside. 

Heather watched Mark sucking on the older girl’s tit and was more mad than jealous.  If he wanted to play around so would she. 

 

Janet pulled her breast away from Mark and crawled over to Mike.  “OK lit’ sis?” Janet asked as Mike leaned back.  Meagan knew she couldn’t say no.  She shook her head yes and stared as her sister aimed her breast at Mike’s mouth.  He showed how inexperienced he was as he licked and nibbled at her breast.  Janet grabbed his head and held his lips frozen on her hard bud. 

 

“Easy.”  She directed.  She closed her eyes as his lips and tongue gently caressed her nipple. 

 

“Good.” She moaned. 

 

“Enough.”  Alex laughed trying to act like it didn’t bother him. 

 

Janet grabbed the bottle and spun it.

 

Mike tried to move away from the bottle as it pointed to him but Janet quickly said his name.  Janet owed her little sister but she also wanted her and Mike to hook up.  She wondered how far Meagan would really go.

 

“OK Mike.  I want you to put your hand down the front of Meagan’s panties and touch her there for a minute.” 

 

Mike quickly turned to see Meagan’s expression which was one of shock.  She didn’t mind if Mike touched her vagina but she was not happy doing it in front of everyone.  She smiled and grabbed her dress nearby and placed it over her lap.   “OK but I get to cover up.” 

 

“I didn’t say you could cover up.”  Janet zapped back. 

 

“You didn’t say I couldn’t.”  Meagan said firmly. 

 

“She’s right.”  Mike quickly announced.  He also did not want others to see him fumbling around a girl’s panties. 

 

“OK.  OK.”  Janet smiled.  She watched as Meagan folded the dress over her lap and uncrossed her legs.  Mike’s hard-on was pushing out his pants as he moved over until his body was close enough to do what he had to do.  Meagan smiled and pulled up the dress for his hand to move under. 

 

“One minute.  GO!”  Janet said looking at her wristwatch. 

 

“Wait.”  Mike said.  “I’m not under her panties yet.” 

 

“Say when.”  Janet laughed.  Everyone’s eyes were on Meagan’s tiny dress which was moving along with Mike’s hand and fingers.  He quickly slipped his fingers down the top of her thongs until he touched her soft bush.  “OK.”  He announced. 

 

Meagan was totally embarrassed as her long time secret love fumbled down into her moist virgin slit.  He quickly passed over her hard clit and tried to find her hole.  I’m a virgin stupid.  She thought as his finger moved down to the bottom and back to the top.  When he again touched her clit she moaned. 

 

Mike was not sure what he was touching but when he pushed against a small mound of flesh she moaned.  She must like it.  He thought as he focused his rubbing on that spot. 

 

Meagan could feel her climax approaching and did not want to have it in front of everyone.  Her body was now moving with the motion of Mike’s finger which caused the tiny dress to move enough for everyone to see his whole hand under the tiny red triangle.  They could also see glimpses of her pubic hair.  “Oh…”  Meagan moaned.  She looked at her sister who was not even looking at her watch anymore.  “A minute has to be up!”  She cried out. 

 

“Make it two minutes.”  Janet laughed.  She wanted to see her sister finger-fucked until she climaxed. 

 

“JANET!”  Meagan screamed pissed at her sister but also was pissed at herself for not being able to control her explosion.  Her hips shot upward as she came.  “OH GOD!”  She cried as her hands grabbed Mike’s hand to pull it out of her panties.  She turned and turned her body until she could fix her panties back into place. 

 

Mike was amazed of what he had done.  He glanced over at Brad who gave him thumbs up.  It was his turn to spin.  The bottle turned until it pointed to Tara. 

 

“Take off your jeans and blouse.”  He said smiling. 

 

“Uh excuse me.  Did you forget I’m not wearing a bra?”  She said nervously. 

 

“Nope.  I definitely remembered.”  Mike laughed. 

 

Tara looked around to see if anyone would come to her aid but everyone just smiled.  Her small 34b boobs would soon be naked for the first time to males.  She stood and unsnapped her jeans and pushed them down her thin but well shaped legs.  She smiled as she pulled her panties out of her ass.  She closed her eyes and pulled her blouse up over her white breasts. 

 

“Nice.”  Alex said looking up at her young morsels. 

 

So far only Janet and Tara were showing privates.  Tara hoped to change that.  She took the bottle and made a wish.  The wish came true.  It pointed to Brad.  She had not seen him naked and since he did not stand up for her she was going to get him back. 

 

“Take off all your clothes.”  She said smiling. 

 

“What?”  He said laughing.  “You can’t do that.” 

 

“Oh yes I can.”  She laughed. 

 

Where Mike was sitting he could see both the front of Janet’s and Tara’s panties.  The dark shadow of Tara’s bush could be seen but he could not see any shadow under Janet’s panties and her panties were even sheerer than Tara’s.  He suddenly realized she probably didn’t have a bush.  She shaved it!

 

“Hey.  I can use my denial.  All I have to do is take one thing off.”  He laughed and pulled off his tee shirt and sat back down.  He looked at his girlfriend and smiled as he spun the bottle.  It stopped on Heather.

 

“OK off with the dress.”  He said grinning. 

 

Heather knew her panties were soaked and if she took off the dress everyone else would also know.  She was also not wearing a bra.  “I’m using my denial too.”  She said. 

 

“But, you still have to take off the dress.”  Brad laughed. 

 

“Not really.  I can take off anything I want.”  With that she stood and reached up under her dress and grabbed the waistband of her panties.  She pulled them down and off her feet.  She tossed them to Brad who caught them.  He smiled at her when he felt how damp they were. 

 

“My turn.”  Heather said as she sat down making sure no one could see up under her dress.  She spun the bottle and it pointed to Brad again.  “Aha!”  She laughed.  “Seems you have no more denials.” 

 

“Be easy on me.”  Brad begged. 

 

“Sure.  Why don’t you strip naked?”  She laughed. 

 

Mike felt for his buddy who would be the first to show everyone his penis.  He had seen his friend in the showers and knew he was smaller than himself but not that small.  He knew it was stage fright that was making his face pale. 

 

“Everything?”  Brad repeated. 

 

“Yes!”  Tara laughed. 

 

Meagan was holding Mike’s hand tighter and tighter as she watch her childhood friend release the snap on his jeans and push them down over his briefs.  The six inch outline of his penis was easily seen bulging out the front of his BVDs. 

 

“Why don’t we take a break?”  Brad asked hoping to stop where he was at now. 

 

“No!”  All four females yelled at the same time.  If they were going to show their bodies they wanted to see some penises too. 

 

Brad stood motionless trying to think of a way out of this mess.  He did not see Janet’s hands moving up behind him and could not react fast enough to stop his briefs flying down his hips and legs.  He looked down in shock at his virgin pecker pointing straight outward. 

 

“HEY!”  He screamed as his fingers quickly covered his hard-on. 

 

Meagan giggled as she saw a man’s hard penis for the first time.  She now knew that Mike was much bigger than their friend.

 

“Give me those back!”  He yelled at Janet who was holding them up for everyone to see. 

 

Tara’s panties became even damper when she saw her boyfriend’s penis for the first time.  She suddenly became curious what the other guy’s equipment looked like. 

 

Janet tossed him the undies and he pushed them down to cover his prick.  The white briefs sat on top of them but did little to hide his excited state. 

 

“Give me the bottle.”  Brad said noticeably pissed.  He was not going to be the only one naked.  He spun the bottle so fast it flew across and hit against Mike’s leg and pointed across at Janet. 

 

“Alright!”  Brad yelled seeing who it pointed to. 

 

“Not fair.  It hit Mike’s leg.”  Janet said.  She was not going to take off her panties. 

 

“Do it again.”  Tara yelled at her boyfriend.  She wanted to see some more naked men. 

 

Brad reached for the bottle and the briefs fell from covering his hard-on.  “Fuck it.”  He said as he spun the bottle slower this time. All eyes followed it until it stopped on…….Janet again!’’

 

“No excuses this time.”  Brad laughed. 

 

Janet looked at Alex who only smiled.  He wanted to see what these other girls looked like naked so he was not going to object about Janet showing her treasures. 

 

“Come on sis.”  Meagan said laughing.  “Scared?” 

 

Janet smiled but was steaming on the inside.  Her fingers moved into her panties waistband as she lifted her ass to slide them out from under her and slowly down her thighs. 

 

Mike had the best view when her bald pussy lips came into view.  He was anticipating she was shaven but was not prepared when he actually saw his first pussy and it was not hidden under a mat of hair. 

 

“Wow.”  Mark said what all the other guys were thinking.  “She shaves it.” 

 

Even Meagan was surprised when she saw her sister’s bald pussy.  She had heard about girls doing that but didn’t think someone like her sister would do it. 

 

“What’s everyone looking at?” Janet said as she sat down with her legs squeezed tightly together to prevent any more peeks at her pink slit.  She grabbed the bottle and froze.  “What if the person is naked?”

 

“They must do a dare or get out of the game.”  Tara quickly said.  “Spin.”  She was anxious. 

 

Janet twisted the bottle and let it go.  It turned around and around until it stopped on Mark. 

 

“OK big boy.  Let’s see it.”  She said chuckling. 

 

Mark looked at Mike and Brad and stood.  He wasn’t ashamed as he stood and pushed down his jeans and boxers at the same time.  His long seven inch hard-on popped outward. 

 

“They don’t all look alike.”  Janet cracked seeing a bigger shaft than both Brad’s and her boyfriend’s.   

 

Heather smiled at him proud that he had no problem stripping naked.  Her heart pounded as he spun the bottle.  It stopped on Meagan. 

 

Meagan gasped when she saw the bottle pointing at her.  She smiled and held her hands together begging her friend to be easy on her. 

 

“OK.  Just your bra.”  Heather said smiling. 

 

Even her bra was something Meagan was not prepared to give up.  Up until today she had hid her body and had hid it well.  Now every one of her friends, as well as Janet and Alex, would now see her bare breasts. 

 

“Just the bra.”  Meagan repeated as she unhooked the front clasp and pulled the bra slowly apart until her small but firm naked breasts were exposed.  Her nipples were as hard as she had ever seen them.  She turned and placed the bra between her and Mike.  She wanted to make sure he got a good look. 

 

Meagan spun the bottle.  Around and around it went and stopped.  Heather jumped back.  Meagan forgot Heather was missing her panties. “The dress.”  She said. 

 

“Meagan!  I’m not wearing panties.”  She exclaimed at her friend. 

 

“Oh. That’s right.”  Meagan laughed.  “Can you take off your bra?”

 

“I’m not wearing one.”  She whispered. 

 

“Hey.  If she only has a dress on tell her to take it off.”  Mark said happy that she would be naked too. 

 

“Wait I don’t have to take something off.  I can do a dare.”  She said smiling at her friend Meagan. 

 

Meagan knew the guys wanted her to strip but she didn’t want to piss off her friend.  “OK.  Let all the guys touch you under your dress one at a time for a minute each.” 

 

“Meagan!”  Heather said gritting her teeth. 

 

“That’s it.”  Mark said.  “You have to do it.” 

 

Heather looked at her boyfriend as she stood to stand by Alex.  His long arm moved his hand to her knee and slowly his hand disappeared as he pushed it up under her dress.  Her legs parted as he neared his destination and she closed her eyes when his finger tip invaded deep into her damp pussy.  He was much more experienced than Mark and went straight to her clit with his thumb while he pushed in and out of her hole. 

 

As Alex fingered Heather Mike moved his hand over to gently touch Meagan’s thigh.  Everyone was watching Alex and Heather and didn’t see her hand move over to his leg.  The game had made everyone so horny they were having trouble keeping their hands off each other.

 

“Next.”  Janet said looking at her watch.  Alex reluctantly removed his hand from under her dress and winked at her.  He had discovered she was not a virgin.  She smiled as she moved over to her boyfriend. 

 

Mark’s prick was standing at attention when she approached.  Although they had intercourse the times had been in the dark and they had not really seen each other naked.  As his hand moved up familiar territory her eyes closed again as he approached her honey tunnel.  She did not see Mark’s other hand pull up the bottom of her dress exposing her red pubic mound. It matched the flaming red hair on her head. 

 

“Mark.”  Meagan said to alert Heather what he was doing.  Heather opened her eyes and saw her dress up over her pussy.  She slapped his hands away.  “That’s all you are getting.”

 

“Hey. My minute is not up.”  He complained.

 

“It is now.”  She said totally pissed off. 

 

She moved over to Brad and stood while he reached up under her dress to finger her pussy.  His fingers explored and his middle finger slipped deep into her dripping hole.  He looked at her with a surprised look.  She smiled as he explored her cave. 

 

“Next.”  Janet announced. 

 

Mike pulled his fingers off Meagan’s leg and moved them to Heather’s ankle.  His fingers sped up her leg and under her dress. His finger tips pushed against the sticky juices of her pussy and searched for the small knob resting at the top.  He found it and rubbed. 

 

“Oh.”  Heather moaned.  Having four guys finger your pussy was too much.  As soon as Mike’s fingers found her clit she started to come.  “Don’t stop.”  She begged as he flicked his fingers across her hard joy button.  “I’m…..” She cried as she climaxed.  His fingers slipped down until he moved his index finger up into her pussy. 

 

“That was great.”  Heather said to bust her boyfriend as she moved back to her position.  She spun the bottle.  It pointed to Alex.  Since he was the oldest she wondered how brave he was. 

 

“I want you to strip and show us your favorite position.”  

 

Janet looked at her with total shock.  “I’m not doing that.” 

 

“I didn’t ask you to.”  Heather laughed.  “Alex chooses the girl.” 

 

Alex stood and slowly pushed his underwear over his hard-on.  It was starting to hurt being so confined. He smiled when he saw the wide eyes of the younger girls looking at his hard shaft.  And, best of all he got to pick out the girl of his choice.  As he looked around the room at the girls they all kind of looked away afraid he would pick them.  All except for Heather who was smiling at him. 

 

“OK.  I choose you.”  He said grinning. 

 

Heather smiled at her boyfriend and stood to walk with the naked older man to the sofa.  She stood nervously in only her thin dress as he whispered in her ear.  She turned and looked at Mark who was talking to Brad acting like he didn’t care what she did. 

 

“OK.”  She said agreeing to his proposal.  He wanted her to sit on top of him.   She stood back as he lay on his back.  His prick was hard and pointing upward as she moved her legs over his causing her skirt to fall over his stomach. 

 

“Hey.  We can’t see what’s going on.” Janet complained. 

 

“We are just demonstrating and not really doing it.”  Alex said as Heather’s damp pussy moved down onto his prick.  His hands took hold of her waist and he lifted her until the tip of his prick was poised at the entrance to her tight pussy.  She looked down at him and smiled. 

 

It was all Alex needed as he slowly lowered her body and her pussy down, down and down his shaft.  When she stopped he was fully inside of her.  Alex was happy just having himself in her and was even more happy when she started to rise up and back down.  She was really fucking him while the others watched.

 

“God.  It looks like they are really doing it.”  Tara whispered.  She also wished she could see up under Heather’s dress. 

 

“How long do they do it?”  Mark asked getting nervous.  “Who spun the bottle?”

 

“I did.”  Heather said trying to get her breath and pretend she was not fucking his man.  “I guess another two minutes.” 

 

“Two minutes!”  Mark said upset.  He knew she was at least rubbing her pussy on this man’s cock. 

 

Alex tried to hold back but couldn’t top his climax as he gripped her waist hard in his hands and shot his pleasure juices deep inside of her.  He did a great job pretending he was not really fucking her.  “Let’s just do a few more seconds.”

 

Heather was surprised when the experienced man came so fast.  She felt his juices pouring from her tight pussy and gave him a dirty look.  He was satisfied and wanted to stop.  She moved her pussy off his quickly softening penis.  Her dress covered his white juices dripping from her hole. 

 

Janet was the only one to see Alex’s prick before he hid it with his hand.  Shit. He had fucked Meagan’s friend while they all watched.  She watched as Heather quickly headed to the bathroom upstairs.

 

“Is she OK?”  Meagan asked seeing her friend running up the stairs. 

Meagan didn’t wait for an answer as she jumped up and ran up the stairs wearing only her satin red thongs.  

 

Meagan knocked on the door.   “Heather it’s Meagan.” 

 

Heather opened the door to let her friend in.  Heather was standing holding her dress up and was cleaning off the come from her pussy and legs. 

 

“He fucked you?”  Meagan asked shocked. 

 

“No. I fucked him.”  Heather said.  “At least for a few seconds.  Don’t worry I’m on birth control.” 

 

“Wow.”  Meagan said wondering if Heather was upset. 

 

“God.  It was so hot fucking him in front of everyone.”  She said smiling.  “Do you think anyone noticed?” 

 

“I didn’t.  It just looked like you were faking it.” 

 

“Good.  Let’s go back downstairs.”  Heather said.  “Maybe Mike will take your cherry.” 

 

“I hope so.”  Meagan laughed as she led the way back down the stairs.

 

“She’s OK.”  Meagan announced. 

 

Heather looked at Mark who looked at her suspiciously.  She smiled and sat back in her place.   Alex took the bottle and spun it.  It pointed to Mark. 

 

“Shit.  I don’t know.  A dare huh.  I got it.  Kiss little sis’s body all over.” 

 

Meagan sat up when he said little sis.  That’s what he called her.  He was telling Mark to kiss her body all over.  “I don’t think so.”  She said. 

 

“Use your denial.”  Mike said.  Of course it would mean Meagan had to remove her panties.

 

“But, I’ll have to take off….” She hesitated.  She took a deep breath and pushed her panties under her hips and down her legs.  She tried to keep her legs together as best as she could as her panties moved off her feet.  She sat back naked and looked down at the top of her blonde bush resting under her navel.  She turned to see Mike’s eyes looking at her lower stomach as well. 

Meagan spun the bottle.  It pointed to Mike.  She smiled.  He would have to do whatever she wanted. 

 

“How about another three minutes in heaven with me in the laundry room without the clothes of course.” 

 

“Here.  You want me to strip here?”  He asked.

 

She smiled and shook her head yes.

 

All eyes were on Mike’s trembling fingers as he slowly undressed. As his boxers moved over his nine inch rod Tara gasped.  “Holy shit.”   Even Janet sat up straight. 

 

Mike’s face turned beet red as he took Meagan’s hand to walk into the laundry room.  As Meagan stood her legs moved apart enough for Mike’s eyes to see her pink folds under the sparse blonde curls. 

 

“Now go easy on my little sister.”  Janet said jealous it was not her going into the room with the well endowed teenager. 

 

Meagan moved back against the washer as his moved his body up towards hers.  His long hard-on pressed directly into her stomach.  She laughed and moved her hand down to bend it upward.  The tip pressed against her right breast.  “Umm.”  She said as her hand guided the damp tip up to her nipple. 

 

Mike’s hands moved quickly to her nakedness.  He wanted to touch every inch of a naked female for the first time.  He explored her soft ass cheeks and slid his finger under her ass and across her damp slit.   Her legs opened to allow his hand more freedom. 

 

“Do you want to do it?”  Mike asked as she pushed his long dong down until the crown rubbed against her clitoris. 

 

“Yes.  But not here.  Not like this.”  She said.  “I want it to be special.” 

 

“Me too.” Mike said.  He really did want it to be special but right now he wanted to come. 

 

“Two more minutes.”  Janet yelled from outside the room. 

 

“What can we do?”  Mike asked almost crying for release. 

 

Meagan remembered all those girl sleepovers and all the talk about oral sex and blowjobs.  She told them she could never do such a vile act but now with his penis in her hand she forgot all those words.  She pushed him back far enough for her to slide downward until she was on her knees in front of him. 

 

“Meagan.”  Mike moaned when he realized what she was about to do.  “MEAGAN!”  He screamed when her petite mouth sucked in the mushroom tip of his prick. 

 

Janet laughed when she heard Mike scream her sister’s name.  “You go girl.”  

 

“I wonder what she is doing to him.”  Tara said.  The sexual tension in the room was at it zenith. 

 

“OH GOD MEAGAN!”  Mike moaned as her mouth took almost five of his rigid inches down her throat. 

 

Meagan didn’t like the taste at first but got used to it quickly.  She was on fire when she heard him call out her name.  She tightened her lips around his shaft when she heard him scream her name.  Her fingers moved up to caress his balls while her mouth moved up and down his long lollypop. 

 

“I’M COMING MEAGAN!”  Mike screamed to give her a warning to remove her mouth.  She did and his hot spunk splattered all over her face.  Her fingers moved to his prick and she milked him dry. 

 

“TIMES UP!”  Janet called out as she pulled open the door and stuck her face inside.  She wanted to see what they had been doing.  She laughed when she saw her little sister whipping off his come from her nose and chin.  Janet made a note to teach her how to swallow it. 

 

Mike walked out of the room first with his hard-on resending to its soft state.  There was no question Meagan had given him a release.  As Meagan stood to walk out Janet whispered in her ear.  “If you don’t want him I’ll take him.” 

 

“No way.”  Meagan said smiling.  That hunk of meat was hers.

 

It was Mike’s turn to spin.  They all were now leaning forward to see who the next person was.  The game had picked up a lot.  The bottle pointed to Tara. 

 

“The panties and………………” He hesitated thinking what he would ask her to do.   The blowjob Meagan had just given him was the best feeling he had ever had.  He had to give the favor to his friend Brad. 

 

“and……….give Brad a blowjob.” 

 

“Out here?”  Tara asked in shock.  At least Meagan got to do it in the laundry room. 

 

“Yes.”  Mike said.  He wanted to see it happen. His soft prick started to get some more life when Tara stood and pushed her panties down her small ass and tan thighs.  Her bush had a bikini shave with a thick dark strip over the lips of her mound.  He could not see her slit through the dark forest. 

 

Brad looked at her and smiled.  Getting a blowjob from his love was the ultimate even if she had to do it in front of everyone. 

 

“Anyone want to teach me?”  Tara giggled as she moved down on her knees in front of Brad. 

 

“I will come on over here.”  Alex laughed.  Janet smacked him on his arm and moved over next to the young inexperienced girl.   “Take his penis in your hand and slowly stroke him while you lick around the tip.”   She whispered. 

 

Tara giggled as she grabbed his hard-on and did as Janet said.  It tasted a little salty.  “OH.” Brad moaned.  He knew he would not last very long.

 

Mark was sitting directly across from Tara and when she leaned forward her legs spread enough for him to see the virgin’s slim pink slit under the girl’s dark bush.  He could also see her tiny puckered rear opening.  It was a great sight.    

 

As Tara continued to taste the tip Janet whispered again.  “Suck in the crown and flick your tongue across the tip.”  Tara opened her tiny lips and did as the older woman said.  Her teeth gently bit his soft flesh.  “OH SHIT!”  Brad cried out.  Everyone else in the room laughed. 

 

“Now for the grand finale.”  Janet whispered.  “Move as much of him down your throat without gagging and when you pull your mouth out clamp your lips tightly around him.”  Tara’s eyes opened as wide as her mouth as she sucked in his six inch penis.  She was amazed when her nose pushed against his pubic mound.  She slowly moved her lips up and off making a popping sound.  “Ahhh.”  Brad groaned.  One more trip and he was history. 

 

Tara didn’t need any more instructions.  The rest was up to her.  She again sucked in his hard length and slowly pulled her lips off.  “OH, OH, OH!”  He cried as he came.  He did not give her any warning and shot his load down her throat.  Tara’s mouth came off gagging trying to breath.  “Swallow it.”  Janet yelled.  Tara turned and looked at her as her throat opened up to drink in his juices. 

 

Janet smacked him on his leg.  “It’s polite to warn a lady when you come.”   Brad looked at Tara who was trying to breath.  “Sorry.”

 

Brad managed to sit up and take the bottle.  The first open display of a sexual act had taken the game to a new level.  He wondered how far everyone was willing to go.  The bottle stopped on Mark. 

 

“Go down on the girl of your choice buddy.”  Brad said quickly. 

 

Mark sat up when the bottle stopped on him.  When he heard the sweet words he knew who’s pussy he wanted to kiss and lick.  He looked immediately to Janet and pointed.  “Her.” 

 

Alex spoke up.  “I don’t think so.” 

 

Janet didn’t say a word as she leaned over and whispered in Alex’s ear.  “I know you fucked his girlfriend so if I was you I would shut up.” 

 

Alex knew when he was to be quiet and now was one of those times.  “Go ahead.” 

 

Janet wanted to enjoy the experience and stood to walk to the sofa.  She sat back on the cushions and slowly opened her legs.  Everyone watched as her bald pussy lips opened wide enough for her inner folds to open. Her hard clit and opened pussy was on display.  She was definitely not a virgin. 

 

Mark just looked at her for almost a minute.  “You just going to window shop or are you going for it?”  Janet laughed.  His body moved forward until her hands took his head and guided his lips where she wanted them. 

 

“The tongue.”  She commanded as his lips moved over her clit.  He pushed his long tongue out until he pushed against her joy button.

 

“Right there.”  She moaned and closed her eyes.

 

Mark’s tongue rapidly flicked up and down and right and left.  She pushed his head lower and his tongue moved deep down into her moist depths.  Her hips moved upward.  It might be his first time but he was a fast learner.  She moved him back to her clit to finish her race to satisfaction. 

 

No one noticed Heather’s hand as she moved it slowly up under her dress to her dripping vagina.  She imagined it was her on the sofa Mark was going down on.  She was close to coming when Janet took a deep breath and held his face tightly against her womanhood.  Her body shook and trembled as she climaxed.  She let go of his head and he jerked it back to get some air. 

 

“Wow.”  Tara said. 

 

Janet stood and kissed Mark on his lips.  She tasted her own pleasure.  “My turn to spin.”  The game was coming to a peak. 

 

The bottle spun and spun until it pointed to Heather.  Janet smiled.  It was revenge time for the girl who had fucked her boy friend on the sofa.  Heather was the only one still wearing clothing.  “First take off the dress and stand to show everyone your body….” 

 

Heather did as Janet said.  Right now she was so hot she would do just about anything.  Her dress fell from her full breasts.  Of all the girls there Heather’s breasts were the biggest. 

 

“Nice.”  Brad said looking up at her large round areoles. 

 

“Thanks.”  Heather giggled. She let the dress go and it fell at her bare feet.  She kicked it aside and turned slowly showing her flaming red bush. 

 

“Now what?”  She asked anxious to be satisfied. Janet heard the young group gasp when she finished her dare to Heather.  “You like sexual positions so much I’m going to let you do a sixty-nine.” 

 

Heather smiled.  “With the guy of my choice?” 

 

“No.  With the girl of your choice.”  Janet laughed. 

 

“A GIRL!”  Heather exclaimed.  “NO FUCKIN WAY!”

 

“What’s wrong little girl not woman enough?”  Janet said with a dare. 

 

“It’s not that.  I can’t do that.”  Heather said looking at Meagan and Tara for support. 

 

“I guess your game is over since you have used your one denial.”  Janet laughed.  “You can wait upstairs until we have finished.” 

 

Heather stood not believing what she was hearing.  Her own girlfriends or her boyfriend was not supporting her.  She looked at Meagan and Tara who looked away.  OK.  She thought to herself.  If I have to do it so will one of them. 

 

“OK I’ll do it.”  Heather said seeing the shock on everyone’s face. 

 

“What?”  Mark said.  “You’re going to really do it?”

 

“Yes.  With one of my BEST friends.”  She said looking down at Meagan and Tara.  They both looked at her in fear. 

 

“Let’s see….which one?”  She moved her finger back and forth between the two of them. 

 

All the men were now sitting with raging hard-ons.  They were going to see two women giving each other oral sex.  Shit.  It was every man’s dream. 

 

“Let’s see…………..” She hesitated and said.  “I pick them both.” 

 

“You can’t do that.”  Tara said.  “She said female meaning singular.” 

They all turned to Janet who was almost laughing.

 

“It’s up to her.  If she wants both I’m OK with it.” 

 

“No.”  Tara said upset.  “You can’t do a 69 with three people.”  She looked at Meagan who was speechless. 

 

“I have no idea.”  She managed to mumble. 

 

“Yes we can.”  Heather said with a smile.  “We just get our bodies into a circle.” 

 

“

“Like this.” Heather said pulling both girls up and leading them to a large carpeted area.  “Lie on your right side.”  She said to Meagan who did as her girl friend directed. 

 

“Now you do the same with your head at Meagan’s stomach.”  Heather told Tara.    They all watched as Heather moved her naked body down until her own head was at Tara’s stomach and her own stomach was at Meagan’s head. 

 

“See….a circle.”  Heather said proud of her sexual creation.  “Now I do this.”  Heathers hands pried a part Tara’s legs until the girl’s dark pussy was inches from her face.  “And you two do the same.” 

 

The men were all now moving closer to the circle.  “I think it’s more like a 696969.”  Alex laughed. 

 

“OK now we do it.”  Heather announced as her lips pushed forward into Tara’s bush. 

 

Tara did the same to Meagan and Meagan did the same to Heather.  The girls tightly closed mouths were pressed against the other’s pubic mounds.  They froze. 

 

“Come on.  Open your mouths.”  Mark said excited. 

 

Heather broke her mouth away.  “You said to do a sixty-nine and we are doing………”  She was about to say “it” when she felt Meagan’s tongue flick across her clitoris.  Her eyes got bigger when Meagan did it again and again. 

 

“Look.  Meagan’s doing it.  She’s eating Heather’s pussy.” Brad cried out.  Mike looked at his new girlfriend’s tongue as it slithered into the curly crimson nest and moved up and down her friend’s canal. 

 

Tara heard the excitement of the men and didn’t want to be left out so she flicked her own tongue into Meagan’s virgin mound.  Heather closed her eyes and moved her face down into Tara’s snatch.

 

“Wow.  That’s cool” Brad cried out leaning forward.  His prick was at max.  He wished he was in the circle. 

 

“Hey, why don’t we join them?”  Brad whispered to the others.  Before he got an answer Mark and Mike jumped down on the rug.  Mike pulled Tara’s face from his new girl’s loins and shoved in his own to take her place.  He wormed his body until his hard-on pressed against Tara’s face.  She smiled as she grabbed the biggest penis and shoved three inches between her lips. 

 

Mark jumped between Meagan and Heather and aimed his rod at Meagan’s mouth while his face dove into Heather’s muff.  Brad wasn’t too far behind as he aimed his tongue at Tara’s narrow bush.  His prick was gobbled up by Heather. 

 

“Damn.  Look at that.”  Alex said with his arm around Janet.  “Want to join them?” 

 

Janet laughed and took his hand.  “Mom and Dad will be back in about 45 minutes.  That should give you enough time to fuck me the right way.”  They grabbed their clothes and ran up the steps. 

 

Heather tried to remember how Tara gave Brad his blowjob before.  Because Brad’s hotdog was now being swallowed whole by her small mouth. Brad proved again he was quick on the trigger as he exploded in Heather’s mouth.  She jerked her head back and spit out his spunk.  “Didn’t you learn anything at all?”  She yelled back at his head. 

Meagan’s mind was lost in passion heaven while the man of her dreams ate her pussy.  Mark’s prick felt different than Mike’s but she couldn’t put a hand on what the difference was.  Her mouth could.   She laughed to herself. 

 

Meagan was the first girl to climax and Tara was right behind her.  Tara’s second blowjob was a success as Mike yelled he was coming.  This time she removed her lips as he sprayed onto her neck and shoulders.  Mark came next but Heather was so happy she held back her climax.  Mark tried to get her off but he was too spent.  His head fell away and she groaned.  “Oh no please don’t stop.” 

 

Mark looked at his buddy Mike for help.  “Go ahead.”  Meagan laughed when Mike looked at her.   He dove forward and quickly resumed where Mark left off.  This time Heather let her dam go and her whole body blew apart.  “GO MIKE!  GO MIKE!”  Brad and Mark yelled seeing Heather come. 

 

Finally they all collapsed on the large rug.  “God.  That was……….unbelievable.”  Brad said as he pulled Tara into his arms. 

 

“I’ll say.”  Mark said as he did the same to Heather. 

 

Meagan and Mike didn’t have to say how good they felt.  She turned and kissed him.  Ten minutes later they all heard the garage door opening up. 

 

“Shit.”  Meagan cried.  “It’s my parents.”  She grabbed her clothes and quickly dressed.  She laughed when she saw Brad put his briefs on inside out. 

 

“Hurry.  Get out the Trivia game.”  She yelled at Tara who grabbed it off the shelf and quickly put some wedges on the board.  They all jumped around the game when the door opened and Meagan’s mom Mary moved down the stairs.

 

“Ah.  Isn’t that sweet.”  She said watching Brad as he pulled a card from the pile and read it to the group.  “Who said kids now-a-days can’t have good clean fun?” 

 

Heather held back her laughter as Meagan kicked her leg. 

“Any of you want a donut?  We stopped and got a dozen on the way home.”  She said. 

 

“I do!”  Brad cried out as he followed her up the stairs.  They all stopped the bogus game and followed Brad. 

 

“Where is your sister?”  Mary asked as they all grabbed their favorite donut from the box. 

 

“I think she might be upstairs.  I’m not sure.”  Meagan grinned. 

 

“She’s going to kill you.”  Tara whispered to Meagan as Mary turned and walked up the stairs. 

 

“MOM!”  Janet’s voice screamed from above. 

 

“Busted.”  Mike laughed as he swallowed his whole donut.  He grabbed another and stuffed it in his mouth. 

 

“Sex can make you hungry.”  Mike said not realizing Meagan’s father Fred had entered the house and was standing behind him. 

 

“Mike.”  Brad whispered and pointed back at Jim. 

 

Mike turned and felt the worst fear of his life.  Until the man smiled that is. 

 

“I’m glad you found the donuts.  We had to leave the movie early because my hearing aid died on me.” 

 

“Your hearing aid?”  Mike asked somewhat relieved. 

 

“WHAT?”  Fred shouted back at the boy. 

 

“NOTHING!”  Mike shouted back.  The man smiled and turned around to see Alex running down the stairs only wearing his jeans. 

 

“WHATS THAT ALL ABOUT?”  Fred turned and asked the kids standing around eating donuts. 

 

“DON’T KNOW DAD.  WE ARE GOING BACK DOWN STAIRS TO FINISH OUR TRIVIA GAME!”  Meagan shouted. 

 

Jim leaned over and whispered in her ear.  “I heard what Mike said.  Let’s talk later.” 

 

Meagan smiled and kissed him on his cheek. 

 

The following week Mike opened the store door and Meagan was his first customer.  He did not turn the “CLOSED” sign around and took her hand and led her into the back room. 

 

“We have an hour before the store opens.” He said as his lips pressed down to hers. Her tongue quickly found his. 

 

“Did you bring it?”  She asked looking up at him with her baby blues. 

 

He shook his head yes and pulled out the wrapped protection from his rear pocket.  They moved over to the small cot and slowly undressed each other.  They had not been intimate since the party and both were extremely horny. 

 

Meagan giggled as he tore open the package and pulled out the rubber.  “I’ve never did this before.”  He said looking at her. 

 

“Duh. Me neither.”  She laughed. 

 

“No.  I mean I’ve never put on a rubber before.”  He held it up and looked at it. 

 

“I think I can figure it out.” She laughed.  She took it from his trembling hands and calmly pushed it down over his Mount Rushmore. 

 

“Thanks.” He laughed. 

 

“Don’t mention it.”  She said as she moved back and opened her legs. 

 

“I mean it.”  She said while he positioned his body until his prick pushed at her maidenhead. 

 

“You mean what?” He asked panting.

 

“Don’t mention it.  I know how you boys like to talk.” 

 

“I won’t I promise.”  He moaned as he pushed forward until he felt something give. 

 

“Stop.” She said smiling.

 

“I didn’t hurt you did I?”  He worried. 

 

“A little but I’m OK.  I just want to experience my transformation from a girl to a woman.”  She smiled as she pulled him deeper inside of her.  Her legs wrapped around his waist. 

 

“Just remember you are my woman.”  He grunted as he pushed in and out, in and out.

 

“And, you are my man.”  She moaned as they raced to the finish line.  Mike tried to hold back but his first experience into a woman’s body was too much.  “Meagan.  I’m com…………….ing.” He announced. 

 

Meagan smiled as he unloaded his love deep inside her.  She did not climax but she knew there would be more opportunities.  She held him close and whispered in his ear.  “Did you bring any more?” 

 

Mike smiled.  “Of course.  A Boy Scout is always prepared.”  He discarded the filled rubber and pulled out the new one from his jeans lying on the floor.  He looked down at his limp tool. 

 

“There’s one problem.”  He laughed. 

 

“Don’t worry about him.  I’ll take care of that problem.  She turned her body and took his noodle between her lips.  Less than 30 seconds later her mouth was full of his manhood. 

 

The second time took a lot longer and it was Meagan whose screams shook the tiny shoe store.  The cot pushed against the shelf and a small shoe box fell down and smacked Mike on his ass.  “OUCH!”  He yelled.

 

“What was that?”  Meagan said as they both turned to see the small box. 

 

Mike remained hard inside of her pussy as he grabbed the box and looked inside.  “Shit.  Look at this.”  Meagan’s eyes opened wide when she saw its contents.

 

“Who would have guessed?” 

 

Note from Slickman:  I know the ending was a dirty trick but I wanted to leave the story open for a possible sequel.  However, I want you to give me some ideas about what was in the box.  Maybe I’ll use them and maybe I won’t?  This was a fun story because a lot of us played spin the bottle when we were younger and dreamed of having a game like this one.  Don’t forget to vote.  Thanks….Slick. 

He took a deep breath, slowly coming back to the reality that was his life. He saw her. She looked graceful, he’d noticed her dancing with some friends earlier, guessing they were just friends, surely they wouldn’t leave her alone for one second, she’d get all the cheesiest lines from any guy in the room, he thought. The silk of her skirt looked as silky as her skin. Ah, why not?

She wondered what was on his mind, his brown eyes now looked to be back on planet Earth. She saw him looking at her.

“So uh, what’d you think of the music?” Damn, how unoriginal, he was interested though.

“Yeah, it’s alright. Some good dancey tracks”

“Yeah, I saw you earlier”

“I’d like him to play something a bit more heavier” she said, gesturing towards the DJ, “but he only plays what he knows the ‘crowd’ will love”

“Yep, same every week, I’m getting bored of it, you know? Same old, same old”

They both took a sip of their drinks, simultaneously.

She thought of what to say next, nothing came to mind.

“I’m gonna ditch this place” he said, already on his feet. He finished off what was left in the glass.

“Me too!” she said, immediately.

They entered the damp streets, her hand in his. A few minutes of walking, he offered her his tatty leather jacket he’d grabbed as he left the heat of the club. She smiled as he slid it over her slender arms. She couldn’t hide her obvious attraction for him. She giggled.

He grabbed her by the arms, giggled back.

They stood in a door way of a closed shop, the wind hurling through the shutters of the window. He felt her warm breath on his face, as a drop of rain fell down the bridge of his nose. She felt herself draw him in close, the weather soaking him through to his skin, she arched forward, onto her tip toes and kissed his soft, subtle lips. The hair on the back of his neck tingled, she was the sweetest thing to touch his lips all night. He softly slipped his tongue into her mouth, she reiterated. He glided his hand into the jacket, gripping her hip, feeling the little warm flesh that she had shown off in the club. She took his face in her hands, feeling his stubble against her gentle palms.

“Lets go to mine” he said, taking her palms in his. They ran across the wet street, turned the corner and walked a little, smiling at each other, gazing into each others eyes. They both wanted the same thing.

He fumbled in the pockets of his jeans. Finding they key to his apartment, he opened the door. She stepped inside.

“Nice place” the hall way and living room were a bright, warm shade of orange. She turned to him, and began to kiss those lips again.

“Flatmates … chose colour” he said, letting the words slip out slowly as he kissed her back.

He guided her to his room, he clearly wasn’t expecting anyone back that night. She liked it, she knew so little of this guy, she wanted more. She could see he was into buildings from the sketches in the room, typical student abode.

He sat down on his unkempt bed, using his left arm to swoop his magazines and cds from where they lay, making room for his new friend to rest. She’d taken off his jacket, and laid it on the chair that sat in front of his computer. She slipped off her shoes, instantly reducing the pain she had felt walking fast along the streets. He watched, his eyes observing her formed legs, her wide hips and that dainty waistline. His eyes moved to her breasts, pert, her clothes indeed enhanced every curve of that beautiful body, but he wanted to see what goods lay underneath. She swiped her hair from her eyes. His eyes had moved north, they met in a longing gaze. He felt himself becoming aroused. She moved towards him, she straddled him as he sat on the bed. Her fragile hands slowly moved around his shoulders, his upper arms, she felt the contours of his shaped body. His hands were now feeling her fabulous bottom, he clasped the flesh between his fingers. She looked down on him, into those eyes that had first engrossed her attention in the club. He worked his hands up her skirt, and slowly pulled her lacy black knickers to her knees as she undid the buttons of his soaked shirt to reveal his defined chest. They once again engaged each others tongues, as his fingers fiddled with the zip of the silky skirt. She helped him release the device and the skirt slid slightly, from her hips. He took his arms out of the shirt, she through it to the floor. He lay back, she followed, her breasts pressing against his pecs, her back arched, her ass high in the air. He moved his hand upwards, underneath the sexy black bodice she wore, feeling her slim backline. Reaching her bra, he fumbled again, eventually unclipping its hinges as her breathing became quicker. She was now caressing his neck with her lips, occasionally licking, sucking, biting at the flesh with her sharp teeth, teasing him. He pulled her closer, pulling her now loose top over her head. He shivered slightly as her loose locks of hair fell on his sensitive skin. As she kissed his chest, her nimble fingers undid the buttons of his jeans. She slid her hand down, feeling his now semi hard penis through his boxer shorts. He jumped slightly, but relaxed soon after. He rested his wait on his elbows, she came up to meet his lips again. He reached out, fluttering his hands under a pillow. Revealing the controller, he adjusted the hi-fi to play some foreign music that she couldn’t quite make out. The words weren’t important, the mood was right, that was all that mattered. Together, they worked to get his damp jeans off, they laughed as he kicked about, eventually the tough denims fell to the floor.

In the glow of the bedside light, he stared at the wonder that straddled his body, she let her skirt fall from her knees to her ankles, which she then flicked, and the silk item, along with her lacy knickers landed on the floor. He locked his lips around one of her nipples, and sucked gently, she moaned a little.

“Uh, you’re making me wet” she giggled again, as she arched her back, in a graceful feline manner, her hair flowing over her shoulders, gently landing around his face. His free arm moved up her spine, grabbing the back of her head and feeling those luscious locks between his fingers. His touches made her tingle all over. He sucked a little harder, then took a breath. He kissed around her breast then moved on and sucked the other. She repositioned herself so that she could feel his warm, hard cock on her vagina. She wrapped her legs around his body. They remained in the embrace for a few minutes, as he caressed her beautiful bosom, she played with his ears, and ruffled his hair.

He swirled her onto her back, and worked his way down, licking her flat stomach, he groomed her pubic hair with his fingers, inspecting. He placed two of his fingers in her warm, wet vagina and rubbed back and forth, he was now on his knees at the foot of the bed. She moved and moaned slightly. She bent her legs and he placed his tongue between her labia, slowly he began licking her clitoris. She giggled and brought her hands down to his head, moving it in a circular direction by gripping his hair. He continued to lick, picking up pace as she begged for more, he took pleasure in it, he could feel himself getting harder, hotter. She sat upright, her back arced in delight, she squealed. They looked each other in the eyes. He stood up. She pulled his boxers down, they fell to his ankles. She placed his hard penis in her mouth. She moved backward, licking, forwards, licking, getting faster, faster. He looked to the ceiling as his breathing became more frequent, gripping that long hair in his fingers again, thrusting himself insider her mouth, becoming harder and harder. They caught a glimpse of each others eyes, and at that moment she positioned herself in the middle of the bed.
”I want you in me” she said, seductively, he followed command. He slipped inside her smooth, firm thighs, allowing his cock to glide in place. He felt those thighs grip around him, tight. In unison, they rocked, building up to a fast trembling. They both sweated as their heart rates soared. Her moaning grew intensive as he thrust himself upon her quicker, harder, stronger, faster. He liked the control. Gripping her body tight to his, he moved her round to be on top. He grasped her breasts between his hand and squeezed, as she rocked on his hot cock. One of her hands clasped the muscle of one of his knees, the other was laid neatly across his chest. She moved so gracefully, back and forth, she could feel herself, her excitement.
They fucked hard, breathing furiously. Their bodies became tight, chest against chest, hands on each others heads, rapidly moving entwined. She could feel it, she was moaning.
”Aww, harder, uhh, that’s it.” She was close to orgasm, he continued on, it’d never felt this good, he knew he was close to coming, could he hold on and allow her to have her pleasure. She flew her limbs around as she moaned, she was coming. “Oh yeeees! Uhh, so good … auuugh”

He pressed on as he felt her grip to him. He released himself with her. “Aww, I’m coming, ah”